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Can I get a jimin fic where he'd our nemesis but y/n gets jealous and then fucks y/n into the oblivion, pure smut? 🥹

I loved writing this one🥹 so sad to see it go, but so happy to share it with you

Warnings: jealousy, arguing, and pure smut

18+ ONLY

Jimin had been eyeing Y/N all night, his desire growing with each passing moment. She was the epitome of pure sex, and he couldn't resist the urge to have her. As the night wore on, the tension between them grew, and eventually, they found themselves alone in Jimin's bedroom.

Without any words, Jimin pressed Y/N against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, memorizing every curve and dip. Y/N moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his soft hair.

Their clothes were quickly discarded, and Y/N found herself pressed against the bed, Jimin hovering over her. His intense gaze sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't wait any longer. She needed him, all of him.

Jimin's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses. He sucked and nibbled on her skin, marking her as his. Y/N's hands were in his hair, tugging and pulling as his mouth made its way down her body.

She gasped as his lips wrapped around one of her nipples, his tongue flicking against the sensitive bud. His other hand massaged her breast, causing her to arch her back in pleasure. Jimin switched to her other nipple, giving it the same attention before trailing his kisses down her stomach.

Y/N's breath hitched as Jimin's lips hovered over her core. She was wet and ready for him, and he couldn't resist the urge to taste her. His tongue darted out, teasing her entrance before delving inside. Y/N moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets as Jimin's tongue explored her depths.

He flicked his tongue against her clit, causing her to buck her hips in pleasure. Jimin's hands held her down as he continued to pleasure her with his mouth. Y/N's moans grew louder, and she couldn't take it anymore.

'Jimin, please,' she begged, her voice filled with need.

He smirked, knowing that he had her exactly where he wanted her. Jimin stood up, his eyes locked with Y/N's as he slowly entered her. She was tight and hot around him, and he couldn't help but groan at the feeling.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, the pleasure building with each thrust. Jimin's hands traveled down to Y/N's hips, gripping them tightly as he pounded into her. She moaned and cried out his name, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable.

'Fuck, Y/N,' Jimin groaned, his pace becoming more frantic. He couldn't hold back any longer, and with one final thrust, he sent them both over the edge. They cried out in unison as they reached their release, their bodies trembling with pleasure.

Jimin collapsed beside Y/N, both of them panting and trying to catch their breath. He pulled her into his arms, holding her close as they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

'That was...' Y/N trailed off, unable to find the words to describe the intense pleasure she had just experienced.

'Amazing,' Jimin finished for her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

They lay there for a while, just enjoying each other's presence and the feeling of their bodies intertwined. But it wasn't long before their desires took over again, and they were back at it, exploring each other's bodies with pure abandon.

And as the night turned to morning, they continued to pleasure each other, losing themselves in the oblivion of pure sex.

Who knew it only took you almost fighting a girl?

Can I get a mafia jungkook smut in the balcony of a penthouse of a tall newyork building (im sorry my English is bad) just make it very nasty and filthy pls.

Yo I just woke up and saw this😭 I can totally do it and your English is very good!

Warnings: I honestly just write rough sex, enjoy you nasty people 😏

18+ ONLY

The air was thick with tension as Jungkook, the notorious leader of the New York City Mafia, stood on the balcony of his penthouse. He leaned against the railing, his eyes scanning the cityscape below. He could feel the eyes of his men on him, their silent admiration for their fearless leader evident in their gaze.

But Jungkook had something else on his mind tonight. He wanted her. The woman who had been haunting his dreams for weeks. Her name was Y/N, a fierce and beautiful member of a rival gang. But to Jungkook, she was more than just an enemy. She was a challenge.

He turned to his men, his voice low and commanding. 'Leave us,' he said, his eyes never leaving the city below.

They obeyed without question, knowing better than to defy their leader. Jungkook watched as they filed out of the penthouse, leaving him alone with his thoughts. He closed his eyes, picturing Y/N's face, her fiery spirit, and her body, oh her body. He could feel himself growing hard at the mere thought of her.

When he opened his eyes, she was standing before him, her eyes blazing with defiance. 'What do you want, Jungkook?' she spat, her voice dripping with venom.

He smirked, taking a step closer to her. 'You,' he said, his voice husky with desire.

She scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. 'I'm not some toy for you to play with,' she said, her tone challenging.

Jungkook chuckled, his eyes raking over her body. 'Oh, I know that,' he said, his voice dripping with lust. 'But I also know that you want me just as much as I want you.'

Y/N's face flushed with anger, but Jungkook could see the desire burning in her eyes. He reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her roughly against him. She gasped, but didn't push him away.

Their lips crashed together in a frenzy, their tongues battling for dominance. Jungkook's hands roamed over her body, his touch rough and possessive. He could feel her body responding to him, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

He pulled away, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake. He reached up and pulled down the zipper of her dress, the fabric falling to the floor in a heap. He stepped back, taking in the sight of her standing before him in nothing but her black lace lingerie.

'Beautiful,' he murmured, his eyes dark with desire.

Y/N's cheeks flushed at his words, but she didn't have time to respond as Jungkook pulled her to him once again, his lips claiming hers in a heated kiss. He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the edge of the balcony.

'Jungkook, what are you doing?' she gasped, her heart racing with excitement and fear.

He didn't answer, instead, he pushed her back against the railing, the cool metal pressing against her skin. He knelt down, his lips trailing down her stomach, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. When he reached her panties, he tore them off with his teeth, his mouth finding its way to her core.

Y/N moaned loudly, her fingers tangling in Jungkook's hair as he pleasured her with his tongue. He could feel her body trembling with need, her moans growing louder with each passing second.

'Jungkook, I need you,' she gasped, her voice desperate.

He stood up, his lips claiming hers once again as he lifted her up, her back pressed against the cold glass of the balcony. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with his tip before thrusting into her with one swift movement.

Y/N cried out, her nails digging into Jungkook's back as he filled her completely. He began to move, his thrusts rough and unrelenting. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their moans and cries filling the air as they reached new heights of pleasure.

'Harder, Jungkook,' she begged, her voice raw with need.

He complied, his hips slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. They were lost in a world of pleasure, the sounds of their moans and the city below the only things that existed.

Jungkook could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his body tense with need. He could tell Y/N was close too, her body trembling in his arms.

'Come for me, Y/N,' he growled, his voice filled with desire.

And with one final thrust, they both reached their climax, their bodies shaking with the intensity of their release. They collapsed against each other, their breathing heavy and their bodies spent.

Jungkook pulled Y/N into his arms, his lips trailing down her neck as they caught their breath. 'You're mine now,' he whispered, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Y/N chuckled, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. 'Just for tonight,' she said, her voice teasing.

But they both knew it wasn't just for tonight. They were bound to each other now, their passion and desire for one another too strong to ignore.

As they stood on the balcony, looking out over the city, they both knew that this was just the beginning of their story. A story filled with lust, danger, and a love that was as dangerous as it was intense. And they wouldn't want it any other way.

Can I get a smut with jhope and a fem reader who’s a virgin for thé time pls 🙏🏾 age gap

Hobi is so sweet but I feel like he’d fuck the shit out of you…yk?

Warning: mentions loss of virginity, Hobi being a cutie, some heavy petting, fingering, oral (fem receiving), penetration (vaginal), CAR SEX

18+ ONLY

The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the city as Y/N walked through the bustling streets. She had just finished her last exam of the semester and was finally free to enjoy her summer break. As she made her way home, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. She had been saving herself for the right person and tonight, she was going to give herself to J-Hope.

They had been friends for a while now, but Y/N had always secretly harbored feelings for him. She never had the courage to confess her feelings, but tonight, everything was going to change. J-Hope had asked her out on a date and she knew that this was her chance.

As she walked into her apartment, she quickly freshened up and changed into a cute sundress. She checked her reflection in the mirror one last time before heading out to meet J-Hope. He was waiting for her outside, leaning against his car with a smile on his face.

'Hey, Y/N. You look beautiful,' he said, his eyes lighting up as he saw her.

'Thank you, J-Hope. You look handsome as always,' she replied, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

They got into the car and drove to a secluded spot by the beach. J-Hope had set up a romantic picnic for them, complete with candles, wine, and delicious food. They sat down on the blanket and talked for hours, laughing and getting to know each other even more.

As the night wore on, the conversation turned more serious. J-Hope opened up about his dreams and aspirations, and Y/N couldn't help but be in awe of him. She realized that she had fallen even more in love with him.

As they finished their wine, J-Hope leaned in and gently brushed his lips against hers. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she closed her eyes and melted into the kiss. J-Hope deepened the kiss, his hands trailing down her back and pulling her closer to him.

Their kisses became more passionate, and soon enough, J-Hope's hands were roaming all over Y/N's body. She moaned softly as he kissed her neck, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He cupped her breasts, causing her to gasp and arch her back into his touch.

'J-Hope, I-I've never done this before,' Y/N stuttered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

J-Hope pulled away and looked into her eyes. 'It's okay, Y/N. I'll be gentle with you. I promise,' he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

With a nod from Y/N, J-Hope picked her up and carried her to the backseat of his car. He laid her down and hovered over her, his lips never leaving hers. He slowly started to remove her dress, revealing her lacy bra and panties. Y/N's breathing became uneven as she felt his gaze on her body.

J-Hope took his time exploring every inch of her body, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites. Y/N moaned and writhed under his touch, her body responding to him in ways she never thought possible. When he reached her core, she gasped as he gently rubbed her through her panties.

'Do you want me to stop, Y/N?' J-Hope asked, looking into her eyes for permission.

'No, please don't stop,' she pleaded, her voice filled with desire.

With a smirk, J-Hope removed her panties and slowly started to lick and suck on her sensitive nub. Y/N moaned and arched her back, her hands tangled in his hair. She had never felt this much pleasure before and she never wanted it to end.

J-Hope could sense that she was close and he didn't want to rush her. He wanted to make her first time special and memorable. He moved his mouth down to her entrance and slowly inserted a finger, causing Y/N to cry out in pleasure.

As he pumped his finger in and out of her, he added another one and soon enough, Y/N was writhing and moaning uncontrollably. She was on the brink of her first orgasm when J-Hope suddenly stopped.

'J-Hope, why did you stop?' Y/N asked, her voice filled with frustration.

'I want to make love to you, Y/N. I want your first time to be special,' J-Hope said, his eyes filled with love and adoration.

He removed his clothes and positioned himself between her legs. He slowly entered her, giving her time to adjust to his size. Y/N moaned and clung onto him, her nails digging into his back.

J-Hope moved slowly at first, giving Y/N time to get used to the feeling. But as their passion grew, their pace quickened. Their moans and cries filled the car as they reached new heights of pleasure.

As they both reached their climax, they collapsed onto each other, their bodies covered in sweat. J-Hope pulled Y/N into his arms and kissed her forehead.

'Thank you, J-Hope. That was amazing,' Y/N said, her voice filled with love and contentment.

'Thank you for trusting me, Y/N. I promise to always take care of you,' J-Hope replied, his eyes never leaving hers.

As they cuddled in the backseat of the car, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for this unforgettable experience. She had given herself to the man she loved and it was everything she ever dreamed of and more. From that moment on, she knew that J-Hope was the one for her, and she couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him.

Can I get a mafia yoongi Drabble where they are forced to get married. But at the last second the reader runs away and thinks the coast is clear but yoongi finds her and smut ensues??

Nah because I actually had a lot of fun writing this one 😭😭 I also tried writing with “Y/N” so let me know if you like it!

Warnings: mentions of smut (not completely tho), slight angst in a way??, runaway bride 🏃‍♀️👰‍♀️, kinda yandere vibes

The rain pounded against the windows of the small church as Y/N stood at the altar, her heart racing with fear and uncertainty. She couldn't believe this was happening. She was being forced to marry one of the most feared mafia leaders in the country, Min Yoongi.

She had always known about Yoongi and his infamous reputation in the underworld, but she never thought she would be caught up in it. Her father, who was deeply in debt to Yoongi, had made a deal with him to marry Y/N in order to clear his debts.

Y/N's hands were shaking as she held onto her bouquet of white roses, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But she knew deep down that there was no way out. She was trapped in this marriage and there was nothing she could do about it.

As the priest began the ceremony, Y/N's eyes darted around the room, searching for any possible way out. But her hopes were dashed as she saw Yoongi's men stationed at every exit, guns at the ready.

'Y/N, do you take Min Yoongi as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?' the priest asked, his voice echoing in the quiet church.

Y/N's heart was pounding in her chest as she looked at the man standing before her, his dark eyes filled with a mix of determination and anger. She knew she had no choice but to say yes.

'I-I do,' she stuttered, her voice barely audible.

'Yoongi, do you take Y/N as your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?' the priest asked, turning to face Yoongi.

Yoongi's gaze never left Y/N's as he answered, 'I do.'

The priest pronounced them husband and wife, and Yoongi wasted no time in pulling Y/N into a searing kiss. Y/N tried to pull away, but Yoongi's grip on her was too strong. She could feel his anger and frustration through the roughness of his kiss.

As they pulled away, Y/N's mind was racing with thoughts of escape. She needed to get out of here, before it was too late. But before she could make a move, Yoongi's voice cut through her thoughts.

'Let's go home, Mrs. Min,' he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

Y/N's heart dropped at the sound of those words. She was now officially married to one of the most dangerous men in the country, and there was no turning back.

As they arrived at Yoongi's luxurious mansion, Y/N was greeted by a group of women who were to be her new servants. They showed her to her room, which was more like a prison cell. It had no windows and only one door, which she knew was guarded at all times.

Y/N couldn't believe the situation she was in. She was trapped in a loveless marriage to a man she barely knew, and she had no way out. But she refused to give up. She would find a way to escape, no matter what it took.

As the days went by, Y/N tried to make the best of her situation. She would often find Yoongi in his study, surrounded by his men, discussing business. She could see the ruthless side of him during those meetings, and it only made her fear him more.

But as the nights went by, Y/N found herself drawn to Yoongi's bedroom. She couldn't explain the pull she felt towards him, but she knew she needed him. She needed to feel something other than fear and resentment.

One night, as she lay in her bed, she heard noises coming from Yoongi's room. She couldn't resist the urge to see what was happening, so she quietly made her way to his room and peeked through the slightly open door.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Yoongi with another woman, his hands roaming her body as they kissed passionately. Y/N's heart shattered at the sight, but she couldn't look away.

Suddenly, Yoongi's eyes snapped open and he caught sight of Y/N standing in the doorway. Without a word, he pulled the woman off of him and stormed towards Y/N.

'What are you doing here?' he growled, his eyes blazing with anger.

'I-I heard noises and I-I wanted to see what was happening,' Y/N stuttered, trying to keep her voice steady.

'Get out,' Yoongi spat, his hand grabbing Y/N's arm and pushing her out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Y/N couldn't hold back her tears as she made her way back to her room. She couldn't believe that Yoongi was already cheating on her, just days after their forced marriage. She felt so alone and trapped, with no one to turn to.

But little did she know, Yoongi was also feeling trapped. He didn't want this marriage any more than she did, but he had no choice. He needed to maintain his reputation and keeping Y/N as his wife was the only way to do that.

As the days went by, Y/N couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. She could feel Yoongi's gaze on her at all times, and it only made her more anxious. She knew she needed to get out of here, before it was too late.

One night, as she lay in bed, she heard a noise outside her room. She cautiously got up and made her way to the door, hoping it was someone who could help her escape.

But as she opened the door, she was met with darkness. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her from behind and a cloth was placed over her mouth. She tried to scream, but the cloth muffled her voice. Before she could fight back, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she found herself in a small cabin in the middle of nowhere. She looked around, confused and disoriented, until she saw Yoongi sitting in a chair across from her, a cold expression on his face.

'What is this place?' Y/N asked, her voice trembling with fear.

'It's a safe house,' Yoongi answered, his voice devoid of any emotion.

'Why am I here?' Y/N asked, her heart pounding in her chest.

'Because you tried to run away. I can't have my wife trying to escape,' Yoongi said, his eyes never leaving Y/N's.

Y/N's heart dropped at the mention of her forced marriage. She couldn't believe that she was still stuck in this situation.

'Please, just let me go. I won't tell anyone, I promise,' Y/N pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

'I can't do that, Y/N. You know too much about me and my business. I can't risk you going to the authorities,' Yoongi said, his voice cold and calculated.

Y/N's heart shattered at his words. She was just a pawn in his game, a means to maintain his power and control. She felt so helpless and alone.

But as the days went by, Y/N and Yoongi's relationship began to change. They started talking more and slowly, Y/N began to see a different side of Yoongi. He wasn't just a ruthless mafia leader, he was also a man who had been forced into this life, just like her.

One night, as they sat by the fire, Yoongi reached out and took Y/N's hand in his. She looked at him, surprised by his sudden gesture.

'I know this isn't the ideal situation, Y/N. But I want you to know that I won't hurt you. I never wanted this marriage, but I promise to protect you and keep you safe,' Yoongi said, his voice sincere.

Y/N's heart melted at his words. She never thought she would find any sort of comfort in this situation, but Yoongi's words gave her a glimmer of hope.

As they sat there, holding hands and talking, their conversation turned into something more. Yoongi's lips were on hers, and she couldn't resist him any longer. She needed this, she needed to feel something other than fear and resentment.

Their kiss turned into something more passionate and intense, and before they knew it, they were making love on the floor of the cabin. Their bodies moved in perfect synchronization, their moans filling the small space.

As they lay there, tangled in each other's arms, Y/N couldn't believe what had just happened. She had just made love to her forced husband, the man she was supposed to fear and hate.

But as Yoongi held her close, she couldn't deny the feelings she had for him. She knew that this was wrong and that she should hate him, but she couldn't. She was falling for him, and there was no turning back.

From that day on, Y/N and Yoongi's relationship changed. They were no longer just a forced couple, but two people who had found solace and love in the most unexpected situation.

As they returned to the mansion, Y/N knew that things would be different from now on. She was no longer a prisoner in this marriage, but a willing partner to the man she loved.

And as they walked through the door, hand in hand, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected turn of events. She had found love in the most unlikely of places, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Hey can I have a mafia Taehyung × reader arranged marriage au where he is really standoffish with her but then slowly they fall in love but some angst too

OKAY I’m so sorry for putting this one off for so long! I’ve had this in my drafts for a while, I wanted to make it perfect, so I really hope you enjoy!!

Warnings: angst and some arguments

You never thought you would end up in an arranged marriage, let alone with the leader of a notorious mafia group. But here you were, standing in a grand hall with your hand in his, exchanging vows in front of a room full of strangers.

Taehyung, your husband, was the epitome of coldness. He barely spoke to you, and when he did, it was with a sharpness that made you shrink away. You couldn't understand why he had agreed to this marriage if he had no intention of making it work.

But as the days went by, you couldn't help but feel drawn to him. There was something about the way he carried himself, the way his eyes held a hint of pain, that made you want to get to know him better.

One evening, while sitting in the garden of your new home, you mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation with him.

'Taehyung, do you ever regret this marriage?' you asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

He turned to you, his expression unreadable. 'Why do you ask?' he replied, his tone guarded.

You took a deep breath. 'Because it seems like you don't want to be here, and I don't want to force you into something you don't want.'

He let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair. 'I didn't have a choice in this marriage. My father arranged it with your family to create an alliance between our two organizations. I never wanted to be married, let alone to someone I barely know.'

You felt a pang of sympathy for him. You couldn't imagine being forced into a marriage, especially with someone you didn't have any feelings for. But at the same time, you couldn't help but feel hurt by his lack of interest in you.

The months went by, and you tried your best to make the marriage work. You cooked his favorite meals, left little notes for him, and even tried to initiate physical intimacy. But every attempt was met with indifference or rejection.

One day, in a fit of frustration, you confronted him. 'Why won't you even try to make this work? I know we didn't choose this marriage, but can't we at least try to get to know each other?'

He scoffed and turned away from you. 'What's the point? We both know this is just a business deal. I have no interest in getting to know you, or anyone for that matter.'

You felt your heart shatter at his words. In that moment, you realized that no matter how hard you tried, you would never be able to break through the walls he had built around himself.

The next few weeks were filled with tension and silence between the two of you. You couldn't bear to be in the same room as him, and he seemed to be avoiding you as well.

But one day, as you were getting ready to leave for work, you heard a knock on your door. When you opened it, you were surprised to see Taehyung standing there, a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand.

'I'm sorry,' he said, his voice barely above a whisper. 'I've been a terrible husband to you. I know I can't make up for it, but I want to try. I want us to make this work.'

Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at him. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, and you knew that he was being genuine.

'I want that too,' you replied, your voice breaking.

From that moment on, things changed between the two of you. You started to talk more, to laugh and joke with each other. And slowly, you fell in love with each other.

But just when you thought everything was perfect, an argument broke out between the two of you. It started over something small, but quickly escalated into something bigger. Hurtful words were exchanged, and before you knew it, Taehyung stormed out of the house.

You spent the rest of the night crying, wondering if this was the end of your marriage. But the next morning, Taehyung came back with a bouquet of flowers and a sincere apology.

'I never want to lose you,' he said, tears in his eyes. 'I know I can be difficult, but I promise to do better. I love you.'

And in that moment, you knew that you were meant to be together. Your arranged marriage may have started off on rocky ground, but it had led you to a love that was worth fighting for.

Hey there! I hope you're doing well. Your work is awesome 😍There is this comment still going on in my mind in one of JK's weverse live, "Jungkook are you Kor-IAN?" And the face he made and the expressions he gave it just lit up a fire inside me about the 🔞 FF. If possible for you, If you're not burdened please can you make one FF for me? About how Y/N is JK's virgin best friend/arranged wife, and how Y/N teases JK for the whole week or so on this Kor-IAN thing and one day he has enough of all the teasing and doms her in the sexiest way he can after posting that shirtless tiktok. And if you could please copy this song in the ff when the steamy part begins. I am really sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. I didn't intend to make you so...

https://www.instagram.com/reels/audio/1283716275746612/

OH MY GOD THIS ONE IS SO HOT😫 you’re never a burden to me, and thank you! I’m glad you like my work! I searched up the clip of JK getting called kor-IAN and that face…that face he made was fucking hot…I hope you enjoy this Warnings: Jungkook being a literal daddy(I can’t with this man), fingering, oral sex(fem receiving), squirting

18+ ONLY

How did you end up like this? Jungkook was behind you, holding you tightly while fucking himself into you. How did this happen? I’ll tell you how it happened, after watching his weverse live, you found out that he accidentally revealed the name Ian, which he chose for his private TikTok account. You had teased him relentlessly, poking fun at your future husband. Every time you teased, you could see this glint in his eyes, a glint that made it look like he wanted to ravish you. Accidentally taking it too far, that’s how you ended up like this…bent over the desk in your shared bedroom, one of his hands wrapping around your stomach ( so you wouldn’t get hurt by his rapid thrusts, pushing you into the edge of the table), while the other was at your clit. Nothing about this interaction had been slow, the second he came home, you teased him and that was the final straw.

https://www.instagram.com/reels/audio/1283716275746612/

“Who’s fucking your pussy so good, huh? It’s not fucking Ian is it, baby girl?” Jungkook asked as he thrusted his cock deep into you. He stretching you out so fucking good, making you a dripping mess on his cock.

“Y-you….Jungkook….m’fucking my pussy so good…!” You whined out as he slid his cock out, replacing it with his fingers. His fingers moved fast, touching you with complete pleasure.

“Is it still okay? I’m not hurting you?” Jungkook asks gently, a total contrast from how he was just acting. But you felt a warm sense flow through your body as you nodded, knowing that he was willing to take care of you. This is what friends did…right? Take care of each other? If so, then you wanted this every day. Keeping his fingers in you, he slowly kissed down your body, making sure to kiss, lick and caress every inch of your body. He didn’t know if you were insecure or not, but after this, he’d make sure to love every inch of you. Jungkook was now kneeling between your legs, placing your thighs over his shoulders so he was face to face with your pussy. Throwing your head back, you felt his warm breath, his got tongue, everything you could’ve dreamt of. Carefully, he took your clit into his mouth, gently sucking on it, scraping his teeth over it a little. It made you mewl, your hips jumping at the amazing feeling. Slowly sucking on your clit made you see stars, you couldn’t breathe, getting so close to the edge. Jungkook took this as a sign to start fucking you again. He positioned himself overtop of you, guiding his cock into your dripping cunt. As he started thrusting again you could feel yourself feeling something, but it wasn’t an orgasm…SHIT!

“Jung-! Jungkook, wait, wait, I have to pee!” You tried to stop him frantically, but waves of pleasure rushed over your body.

“Shh…it’s okay, baby, it’s not pee, I promise. If it is, I couldn’t care less, okay? Just let it happen, do it for me, princess?” He caressed your face, nipping at your neck, rocking his hips into yours again.

“Kookie….cant…won’t…mmghhh…!” Your walls squeezed him tightly, bringing you right over the edge, squirting all over his lower abdomen. He came inside of you, letting out low groans as he finished himself off. He slowly slipped out of you and went to start a bath. Once he helped settle you in the bubble bath, he kneeled beside the bath, gently washing your body.

“Are we still friends…?” You asked quietly, looking straight ahead, scared for the answer.

“Baby, I just fucked you and you’re asking if we’re friends?” He looked at you, his hands halting their movements, “You’re going to be my wife in a few weeks, I think we’re way past friendship.” Chuckling, he cupped your chin in one of his hands, giving you a long and loving kiss.

Kissing him back, you pulled away for air, “Sorry, I just thought it was a one time thing…”

“I would never be able to only make love to you one time. I’m gonna make sure to treat you like a queen every night. Understand, princess?”

“I do…”

A few weeks later, you said those exact same words.

Can I get mafiajimin and pregnant fem fiancé being worried and gentle with her with soft smut

oh my god so many requests! I love them!💕💕

Warnings: smut, pregnancy, pregnant sex, Jimin being a total softie for reader🥺, fingering, squirting

18+ ONLY

“Come on! Only one orgasm? Pleaseeee?” You’d been begging Jimin to make you cum for a while now. Now, before you start questioning, you’re currently 9 months pregnant. And Jimin has been the most careful about you in that time more than ever before in your relationship. But his one rule was ‘nothing that could harm our little mochi.’ So as the months went on, you only got hornier and hornier.

“No! Jagyia, we said nothing that could harm our little one!” He tried to protest, it’s not that he found you disgusting or didn’t want to make you feel good, he was just extremely nervous about hurting the baby somehow.

“I did some research! You won’t hurt me or the baby! If anything, it’ll release endorphins that will be good for us!” Closer…

“Where did you read that from?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“This medical website! I promise, it will all be okay!” Closer…

“…fine. But this will be the only time until after the birth. Got it jagyia?” Bingo!

You nodded your head eagerly, giving him a heated kiss. He grabbed your hands and guided you over to your couch, he didn’t want to admit it, but he was definitely extremely horny from having to wait nine months. He slid down your sweats and panties, showing off your glistening pussy. Jimin but his bottom lip, gently touching your swollen and sensitive folds. You moaned a little, “M’sorry…I didn’t think you’d actually agree so I didn’t have time to shave…” you admitted slightly embarrassed.

“Jagyia, I get to touch your pretty pussy after nine months, I could care less if you were shaved or not.” The comment made your cheeks turn a bright red.

He started slowly, gently rubbing your clit in circles, spreading your slick around, making you a mess already. When he felt like you were ready, he pressed his fingers into you. Being pregnant had its quirks! Extra sensitive pussy! Your hips jumped at the foreign feeling, making your thighs shake a little from how good it already felt. He took care of you. Slowly pumping his fingers into your pussy, reaching in deep to reach your g-spot. When he found it, he wasted no time in abusing it. You could feel his fingers tickle the inside of your pussy, the pressure point being overly sensitive. It made you see stars. He used his other hand to rub your clit again, applying more pressure to both. You could feel the build up of your orgasm…it was close, but different…he sped up his pace, and before you knew it, you were squirting. You moaned loudly and lifted your hips, Jimin kept his pace going, fast with lots of pressure. It seemed as if it would never stop, but when it did, Jimin pulled out his fingers and licked them clean.

“Maybe I should get you pregnant more often if it means you do that” he chuckled at himself.

Hey can I have a mafia Taehyung × reader where she is a detective angst to fluff please

Also a mafia jungkook × spy reader where he is there to find info about him but they fall in love angst wit fluff ending

Sorry if it's too much

hello! So I did end up choosing only one to do, but if you would like me to do the other one some time in the future, don’t be afraid to ask! Warning: angst

It was never meant to happen. It was supposed to be a quick job…how did we end up like this?

Your assignment was to spy on the Mafia leader, Jungkook, and report back to your boss. But it didn’t go as planned. You were never meant to fall for him, it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t…at least, that’s what you kept telling yourself.

“I fucking trusted you! I let you in and you fucking betrayed me!” Jungkook’s voice boomed throughout the house. He had found out that you were meant to spy on him and report back to your boss. “How could you do this to me?! To US?! You’re a fucked up person!” He screamed at you with everything he could.

“I swear to god, I didn’t say anything! I promise! I haven’t said a word to my boss! This wasn’t supposed to happen, kookie! I wasn’t supposed to-!” You cut yourself off, you were only digging a deeper and deeper grave for yourself.

“You have no goddamned right to call me that. Do you understand me? You’ve betrayed my trust. You destroyed everything we made together. It’s all your fault.” He spat in your face. He was beyond angry. Beyond feeling hurt and sad, he was vengeful.

“Kook, you gotta listen to me! I didn’t do anything! I prom-….i didn't….baby…” I felt the tears welling up in my eyes, never before crying in front of him. Yet I couldn’t turn away…I’d hurt him. I would never forgive myself.

“Why didn’t you say anything? Hm? Was it so you could kill me yourself? Get some extra dirt on me to give to your boss? God, you’re probably fucking him, aren’t you?!” His insults were becoming worse and worse. Deeper and deeper.

“IT WAS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” You yelled back at him. The forbidden words you two had yet to say to each other, came spilling out of your mouth in a slight desperation.

“You…what?” Jungkook stood there quietly, his once violent and aggressive voice now turned soft and vulnerable. “You love me?”

You scoffed as you wiped away your tears, “Of course I love you…how could I not? You’re perfect…I couldn’t…I couldn’t bring myself to follow through with the assignment. The original plan was to get into a relationship and then be able to get information about you. But…my plans got changed when I actually started to fall in love with you. I’m sorry, you probably don’t want to see me right now, I’ll take my lea-”

You were stopped by strong hands gently grabbing your waist, pulling you close. A gentle pair of lips met yours, kissing you softly, full of love. “Please don’t go…I don’t want you to leave. Stay. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things…”

“No, it’s alright. I get it, you were mad. I thought I lost you….” You spoke softly, looking into his deep brown eyes that you loved so deeply.

“You’d never lose me. I love you too much.” Jungkook spoke gently, cupping your face, showing a gentle smile.

“I love you too, kookie.” Smiling, you gave him another kiss.

Can I get a mafia Namjoon and Fem reader Birthday smut age gap like 29 and 23 please 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

I’m absolutely loving your asks! I saw this and was like, done.

Warnings: age gap, smut, lingerie, oral sex (make receiving), choke on that dick!!!, cream pie, namjoon being pussy whipped 🥹

18+ ONLY

You weren’t sure how it all started, but what you did know was that you were now on your knees for the birthday boy. He was holding your hair, pulling you down onto his cock, making you choke and slobber on his dick. He was the birthday boy after all!

It started with you dressing yourself up in a beautiful and sexy red set of lingerie, that left almost nothing to the imagination. That’s how you ended up here. Your boyfriend’s dick down your throat, making him a groaning and moaning mess.

“That’s right, take it like a good slut.” He almost growled out, being so fucked out that it was hard to control any kind of reaction he had. The wet sounds of your mouth on his cock was only egging him on even more. The more you were on your knees for him, the more his ego would grow. Only because he knew you’d do anything for him.

You pulled back, a string of spit connecting your lips to the swollen tip of his hard-on. “My knees hurt, joonie…” whimpering, you shifted on the floor, staring up at him as if you were an obedient puppy.

Namjoon held your hands and helped you up, making you sit over his lap. “Does it feel better now, darling,” he asked softly, gently rubbing your knees.

You nod your head, already grinding on his cock. He let out a low moan, guiding your hips to move you faster. He needed this. He craved this. His hips jump up a little, trying to get more of your slick on himself. Gently, he helped position you into your hands and knees, kneeling behind you. You were able to feel the tip of his dick being rubbed between your folds, teased at your opening. “Joonie, please…”

“Please what, princess?” He asked, slapping his dick over your clit.

“Please fuck me…” you begged, not wanting to have a punishment. You wanted to be on your best behaviour for him. He deserved it! You were his good girl. His one and only. Pushing his cock in, you could feel the stretch of your walls. No matter how much he stretched you out before hand, you were never truly prepared for him. You whined at the feeling of him in you, it wasn’t your birthday, but it sure was a present! Pumping slowly in and out of you, he’d let you adjust to the sudden stretch, Once you were okay with the feeling, he would speed up, making the sound of skin slapping together echo off the walls.

It wasn’t too soon before he felt it, the tightening in his stomach. The clenching of your walls. The euphoria that came with the sudden orgasm. He rode out his high, pumping you full of his cum. When he pulled out, he could see his own cum dripping out of your cunt. His cum mixed with your juices looked like absolute heaven to him. You turned around and felt weak in the knees, giving him a gentle kiss, you whispered to him “Happy birthday, joonie…I love you.”

He couldn’t help but smile as he felt your body lean against his, “I love you so much more, princess.”

I’m BEGGING for a mafiaboss!Yoongi with an enemies to lovers vibe 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

Hell yes!!! Nah, because I feel like even in a relationship with him, he’d still be stubborn but in a cute way ya know?

Warnings: mentions of blood, yoongi being a stubborn man, arguing (him telling you to take care of yourself 👀), mentions of not taking care of self properly (eating, sleeping)

You had been working for Min Yoongi for quite a while now being his secretary in a sense. He had horrible working hours, meaning that you had horrible working hours. You were the one that took care of all his meetings, research on targets and just regular chore things he apparently couldn’t do himself (🙄). Sure, he payed well and was nice to look at, but he was a pain in your ass. Almost every day he would have some sort of obscene job for you to complete by the end of the day, and you were 99.9% sure he hated you. You definitely hated him! Who makes a person work on their birthday?! Min Yoongi does, that’s who! You’d missed countless family gatherings, birthdays and random celebrations, just because he gave you a new job. You definitely hated him.

“Where are my files, ___? I need them by 2pm. Get it done.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear! A new job, files that he should be doing, but is instead giving to you because he’s probably too lazy to do it. You scoffed quietly and took the stack of files to your smaller desk that was located outside of his meeting room.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, jackass…” you whispered under your breath. But almost immediately regretted it when you heard his footsteps stop.

“Excuse me?” He said in a dark and threatening tone.

You froze, turning to look at him. “Of course, sir. I’ll have those done.” Giving a small bow, you tried to grab the files and make an escape.

“No, what did you say? Because I know for a fact that you did not just say that. Tell me right now.” His voice was only getting deeper, walking closer towards you.

Your eyes widened, backing up a little. Yes he was a total asshat, but something inside you turned…you felt oddly attracted to him. Wait…WHAT?! No, no, no! Stop thinking like that! “Forgive me, s-sir, I misspoke. It will not happen again.”

“It better not.” He spat, walking past you. “Have those files done by the time I get back.”

You didn’t have time to respond before he walked away and out of sight. Damn…you fucked up, but maybe it was worth it…

~~~ Hours later, you were still working on the files. It was a bunch of bullshit about this upcoming event that he planned on attending so that he could assassinate some rich guy. What a load of bull. You felt like crap, you hadn’t eaten and barely got sleep the night before. It was an awful habit of yours, working so much that you forgot to take basic care of yourself. You had planned on fixing that, you really had, but after working for Yoongi, that plan seemed to crumple up and get thrown into the sewer. You heard steps, heavy ones, ones that sounded fuzzy. Looking up, you saw Yoongi, covered in someone else’s blood. The sight made you nauseous.

“Are the files complete?” He asked in a cold and distant tone.

“Yes, they are, sir…” you slurred out, resting your head in your hand. Composing yourself, you stood up and grabbed the files, handing them to him. The drowsiness got to you and you stumbled, dropping the files, papers scattered everywhere. He caught you in his strong arms, holding your weight.

“The hell…? What’s wrong? ___? ___?!” That was the last thing you heard before passing out.

~~~ You woke up…some time later, but not where you thought you’d be. You were in some dark room, under a blanket. You sat up, trying to make out anything in the dark room, when the door opened. A warm hand touched your forehead, your eyes trying to adjust to the darkness to see who it is.

“You know, you should be taking care of yourself.” A deep voice spoke, ah shit, Yoongi. “When was the last time you ate? Or slept?”

“Uhm, I ate today. And slept last night.” You spoke in a quiet voice. Trying to look away.

“Be honest.” He spoke sternly.

“A banana…and only about an hour…”

You could hear the disappointment in his singular sigh. He stood up and turned on a lamp, oh…you were in his office. It was pretty nice…has a couch and everything.

“I’ll be back with food.” He began making his way to the door again.

“You really don’t need to-!”

“But I will. Because I care about you, kitten. Now take a nap. You need it.” He said softly, walking out of the room, closing the door for you to rest.

Can I have a Jungkook or Namjoon mafia x Fém Reader having smut for the first time please 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 hopefully I’m not annoying. You are bothering you if I am I’m so sorry.

Ofc you’re not bothering me😊 this is my first time writing something like this so I hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: Fingering, praise, big dick jungkook, dom! Jungkook, sub! Reader, honestly just him being a big sweetheart💕

18+ ONLY

It was another lonely night. Jungkook was working late as per usual, and it felt like you hadn’t seen him in forever. You knew what getting into a relationship with him would be like, lonely nights, hiding from society, your once normal life now full of violence. You sat on the couch in your living room, of course you felt grateful for everything he’d done for you! He gave you a place to live (with him), protection, anything you could’ve asked for. But it was all made of money. The penthouse, the clothes, the jewelry, everything. You couldn’t help but crave some sort of affection. Not something he would buy, you wanted him.

The night progressed slowly, still no sight of him. It was almost 1am and you started to get worried about his possible whereabouts. What if he was injured? What if he got caught? What if he was…dead? The thoughts got shut out of your mind as you heard the front door to your shared penthouse open and close. The heavy footsteps came closer to where you had been sitting in your living room. Jungkook. You stared at the man in front of you, he seemed different…blood was splattered on his once white button down shirt, a cut or two on his fists, he looked exhausted. He stopped in his tracks as he saw you sitting on the black, leather couch, still not in bed.

“Baby, why’re you still up?” He asked, coming closer to you, wiping the blood onto his pants. “You should be in bed, it’s late.”

You couldn’t help but move away from his touch. It wasn’t that you were scared, you wanted his touch…but it didn’t feel right. He’d been neglectful of you for so long, that now his touch felt foreign. “It’s pretty damn hard to go to bed when I have no clue where you are. I was worried about you. I called, texted, but I got nothing. I was scared you were injured! Or dead! You can’t just show up without talking to me for days and expect everything to be perfect!”

Jungkook stood there in shock, you’d been worried about him? You knew he could take care of himself, so why worry? “You know me. I’m fine, just a few little cuts. Nothing to worry about, baby.”

He went to go give you a kiss, but you swerved again. That just added to his confusion. You stood up, pushing past him, mumbling about heading to bed. Leaving Jungkook standing still in the living room. He walked into the bedroom a few minutes later, you were already in bed, pjs on and ready to sleep.

“I’m gonna go shower, care to join?” He asked, trying to lighten the mood. It’s not like he hadn’t seen you naked before, like that one time he “accidentally” walked in on you changing, oh, and the same for when you showered! But he had to brush his teeth…dumb reasoning. But you just shook your head and turned onto your side. Jungkook let out a small sigh, walking away into the bathroom. When he finished showering, he walked out, back into your shared bedroom. A towel wrapped around his neck, catching the drips of stray water from his hair. You were still awake, surprisingly, on your phone flipping through social media. He crawled into bed beside you, trying to wrap his arm around your waist, but you shuffled away. This only confused him more.

“Baby? Why won’t you let me touch you?” Jungkook asked as he sat up and looked towards you.

“I just don’t feel like being touched right now. That’s all.” You were a bad liar, you both knew it. You felt strong arms being wrapped around you, positioning you now in his lap. You felt blush rise to your cheeks, feeling his semi-hard dick under you. You felt as if you couldn’t concentrate, you weren’t a virgin by any means, but it was the first time you’d felt him.

“Don’t lie to me, baby. Tell me what’s wrong.” He held your hips and gently made them move over his hard-on. This made you whine a little bit, feeling yourself become wet from just a little friction.

“N-nothing, I promise…” He guided your hips again, a little rougher this time.

“What’s on your mind, pretty girl?” Jungkook asked once more, voice becoming deeper and slightly more stern.

You couldn’t help but whine again, the feeling was something you hadn’t felt before. None of your boyfriends before had made you this wet from just some small actions. “You…you’ve been busy. Like, so busy that you never have time for me anymore. I have to fall asleep without you, wake up without you, constantly worry that you’re dead somewhere…I miss you. But you don’t seem to miss me.”

Jungkook loosened his grip on you hips a little, his brown eyes staring into yours. “ Why didn’t you talk to me sooner, baby? Of course I miss you, I’ve just been busy with work. I…I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I know you’re busy…just forget I said anything, please.” You tried to get out of his lap, but he flipped you onto your back, caging you in with his arms and legs on either side of your body. “Wha-?”

“Let me show you how sorry I am. Please.” He asked softly as he kissed your neck gently, his hand trailing down lower and lower.

You let out a soft gasp as you felt his warm hands slip into your pj pants, into your panties and the place you wanted him most. He gently began to rub your clit, small circular motions, looking at your face to make sure that he wasn’t overstepping any boundaries. Once he saw that you had no intention of stopping him, he lost the hesitation and became more confident with his actions. His fingers rubbing your pussy, feeling how wet you were getting by the moment, his lips attached to your neck as he sucked love marks into your soft skin. You couldn’t help but moan as you were overwhelmed with all of these sudden feelings.

“That feel good, baby? Want me to speed up?” He asked in a low and sultry voice as he gave you a teasing smirk.

You could only muster a nod, grinding your hips to meet his fingers as they touched you. He chuckled, shaking his head and kissing your jaw, “I need words, baby. Be my good girl and tell me what you want.”

“Y-your f-fingers…please…” you begged, not being able to hold back your moans. He smiled against your skin, removing his hand from your pants. You whined at the loss of contact.

“It’s okay, pretty girl, I’m just gonna undress you, okay?” His fingers played with the hem of your shirt, you gave him the go ahead and he pulled your shirt over your head. He stopped for a moment, mouth slightly ajar, admiring the beauty he had in front of him. “You’re so gorgeous…all my girl. My baby.” His tone sounded possessive.

You whimpered as he finished undressing you, throwing your clothes somewhere into the room. He took your legs and placed them on either sides of his thighs, spreading you out, putting your pussy on display for him. You could see a light blush on his face, caressing your thighs, looking at how beautiful you were. How you were his. He leaned down and kissed your lips. His soft lips met yours, making you feel like heaven. His fingers gently pushed into you, allowing you to adjust to his fingers. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you, making you a moaning and begging mess.

“Baby…m’gonna….”

“Cum for me, baby girl. Let go.” He ordered, fingering you fast, hitting your g-spot every time. Using his thumb to rub your clit, he pumps his fingers into you at a merciless pace, making you cum. Jungkook helps you ride out your high, quickly sliding out of his own pants. He grabs your hips, guiding you back over his now completely hard dick. Grabbing his cock, he slides it up and down your slit, coating it in your juices. He pushes his tip in, slowly sinking himself fully into your pussy. You moan loudly at the sudden feeling of being filled to the brim with his cock. He leans back onto the bed, pulling you with him, he grabs a handful of your ass and fucks himself up into you. The feeling being so new to you, had you screaming out his name, begging for more. You could hear his groans and grunts, only making you wetter and wetter.

“You like that, don’t you? Tell me, baby, do you like having my cock in your tight pussy? Like being fucked so good?” He asked as he kept rutting into you, not slowing down for a moment.

“Mmhmmm….f-feels so g-good…love your cock…” you whimpered out, wrapping your arms around his neck, moaning into his shoulder. After a few more thrusts, it had you both reaching your end.

“Be a good girl and cum with me…” He grunted, trying to reach the tip of his climax, fucking you faster and harder. You nodded your head, he lowered his hand to rub quickly at your clit, making sure you felt as much pleasure as you could.

“Can’t…gonna cum…!” You moaned out, feeling your walls clench around him.

“Cum for me, baby.” Jungkook moaned as he fucked you faster, making you both reach your climax. After riding it out, he carefully slid out of you, going to get a warm cloth to clean you up.

That was what you needed. Not jewelry, clothes or a new house. You needed him. His love. His affection. “I’m sorry for being so neglectful, baby. I’ve been so busy with work I-”

You cut him off with a soft kiss to his lips, caressing his face with your hands. “There’s no need to apologize, Kook. I understand, truly, but I just need you. That’s it. You’re all I’d ever need.”

“Well that’s good, because you’re never getting rid of me.”

ALRIGHT IM CURRENTLY ACCEPTING MAFIA! BTS X READER

SO IF YOU WANT SOMETHING WRITTEN, IM UR GIRL

He’s hot….i can’t resist

How can he be so hot and cute?!!?!??

Can you pls do a very fluffy jimin marriage au? Just one of those days jimin and oc being really donestic together

Of course! I hope you enjoy it😊

Saturday morning, and Jimin and you were enjoying a lazy day at home. You had been married for two years now, and every day felt like a dream come true. Jimin couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to spend the rest of his life with the love of his life.

As you were lying in bed, Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling them closer to him. You snuggled into his chest, taking in his familiar scent. 'I could stay like this forever,' Jimin whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You smiled up at him, your eyes filled with love. 'Me too, Jimin. I'm so grateful to have you in my life.'

You stayed in bed for a while, just enjoying each other's company and talking about your shared plans for the day. You eventually decided to have a lazy day and just relax at home, which was a rare treat for you guys since he was almost always busy with work.

As he got up to make some breakfast, Jimin couldn't help but admire you. You was wearing one of his oversized t-shirts and a pair of comfortable shorts, yet you still clouded his view with adoration. He loved how even in the most casual clothes, you was the most beautiful person in his eyes.

While you made some pancakes, Jimin set the table and made some coffee. You both worked together effortlessly, your movements in sync as if you had been doing this for years. And in a way, you had. Marriage had only strengthened your bond, and had only made you become more of a perfect team.

After breakfast, Jimin cleaned up together while you settled on the couch to watch your favorite TV show. Snuggling up under a blanket, Jimin couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have you by his side. You were his best friend, his soulmate, and his everything.

As the day went on, you spent their time doing little things around the house. Watering some plants while Jimin did some laundry. Dancing around the kitchen while making lunch, followed by cuddling on the couch while watching a movie.

As the night slowly progressed, you guys fell asleep on the couch, wrapped in each other's arms after watching a movie. It was just one of those days where you were completely content with each other's company, and Jimin knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his days like this, with you by his side.

Requests open!

Currently looking for requests, feel free to request or message me :)

How literally all Army look at him 😭😭😭

This man is a ray of sunshine!!

…yes please😳

this man in scrumpdillyicious

[29/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

I am currently accepting requests! If you have anything requests for me to write, I’d be happy too :)

Feel free to message if you have any requests, I’m open to everything!

[29/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

NAH I CANT WITH THIS MAN

He’s way too pretty!!😔