ALRIGHT IM CURRENTLY ACCEPTING MAFIA! BTS X READER

I’m a firm believer that 141 + König needs a person who’s a little softer around the edges. Bigger belly, bigger thighs, couldn’t care less about having a big ass or larger chest, this man loves anything he can grab.

also, reader who is always so small and petite and can barely see herself because his hoodie is too big, no. Just no. Reader who fills out his hoodie perfectly. Reader who can wear his hoodie and it looks like it was made for them. It absolutely kills him. Like, how can his beautiful looking partner be able to waltz around the house like that?

these men are fuckin huge, so he can’t spend time worrying about breaking you in half. He needs to be able to fuck you, and really fuck you. He needs a big partner.

pouring milk on him and throwing him against a wall

mMMmmMmMmMmm

Honey. Baby. My love.

come over so I can SHOWER you with love and pick at that pretty ass brain of yours 😤

such an asshole ⋆ jjk

popular jock jk x popular cheerleader fem reader

draft dump, drabble, fluff, 1328 words, jungkook is oc's #1 bff and #1 protector, jk is cold to others, except her, bitchy queen bee oc, brief lil taekook squabble, tae's situationship makes a comment toward oc, jk doesn't like that, cute read

the cafeteria was loud. hobi’s laugh was louder.

he was in the middle of one of his laughing fits—the kind that had him slapping his knees, the table, and unfortunately, anyone sitting too close. today’s victim was taehyung, who rubbed his arm with a wince but couldn’t help laughing along even through the pain.

“hobi, you’re going to bruise the poor boy,” you hummed, stabbing a green grape from your tray with your fork before popping it into your mouth.

“deserves it,” your best friend muttered, reaching over to steal two grapes off your tray like the menace he was. his long fingers twirled one in his hand before casually tossing it into his mouth.

you turned to jungkook, narrowing your eyes, but he was already watching, his lips quirked as if waiting for you to say something. you opened your mouth to do exactly that, call out his audacity to take your grapes when his own tray of untouched food sat right in front of him, when taehyung interrupted.

“uh, fuck off, kook,” tae scoffed through a laugh, still rubbing his arm. “there wasn’t enough time to make that pass, and you know it.”

you blinked amusedly, chewing slowly with another grape speared on your fork as you watched the scene.

“there was enough time for your grandma to make that fuckin’ pass, hyung,” jungkook rolled his eyes before reaching for your vitamin water.

he unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp, passing it to you when your hand reached out for your own sip. when you were done, he took the bottle back and re-lidded it while taehyung's annoyed grumble cut through the air.

“my grandma’s in a wheelchair, you assh—”

“exactly,” jungkook deadpanned, placing the drink back on the table and reaching for another grape from your tray.

you gasped through a laugh, wrapping both hands around his larger one to keep it away from your food. “no, j! you wanted pizza, so eat your nasty ass cardboard—”

“there wasn’t enough time!” taehyung whined while you were in fits of giggles, paying little attention to his protest as you swatted jungkook away when he tried to dodge your hands and sneak more grapes.

when tae didn’t get the response he wanted from jungkook, he turned to the rest of the group with a dramatic frown. “guys?? don’t you think there wasn’t enough time?”

jungkook finally gave up wrestling you, letting his hand rest on your thigh as he glanced down at your tray with the most pitiful look. “just one, please?” he murmured softly. “don’t want pizza anymore…”

you rolled your eyes, sliding the tray toward him, a small smile tugging at your lips. you didn’t actually care; you just liked making him work for it.

as he picked at the grapes, you unwrapped a muesli bar, leaning your head on his shoulder while taehyung continued his tirade, searching the table for backup. “guys, seriously—don’t you think there wasn’t enough time?”

“i don’t know how to play football,” jimin shrugged, biting into a chicken finger. “and i wouldn’t care even if i did, taehyungie.”

you snickered at his response while taehyung groaned dramatically, clearly growing more frustrated. jungkook just watched him with a dull expression, almost finished with the fruit on your tray.

hobi agreed with taehyung, saying there wasn’t enough time, while namjoon shook his head, disagreeing. growing more desperate, taehyung turned to lia who sat beside him. “li, what about you? you know how to play, right?”

lia perked up, blinking prettily at him. “uh, yeah. definitely enough time,” she nodded confidently, making tae jut his chin out triumphantly at jungkook.

jungkook’s only response was a mocking nod as he finished off the last grape before taking the rest of the muesli bar you held out for him. “and you, y/n?” taehyung asked, turning to you with big, hopeful eyes. “what d’you think?”

you finished chewing your mouthful before meeting his expectant look with alittle shrug. “i think there was enough time, tae.” when you saw his shoulders droop slightly, you added lightly, “but it doesn’t matter. it was just a practice rally. who even cares—”

“course you’d say that,” lia muttered under her breath, popping a fry into her mouth.

your brows lifted slightly, tilting your head a little in amusement. “hm?”

the table fell silent. lia blinked up, pursing her lips before awkwardly laughing. “i just mean, like, of course you’d say that… you’d agree with jungkook no matter what, right? that’s, like… your thing?”

you bit back a laugh, very happily about to respond. but before you could, jungkook cut in, his voice cold and bored. “who even are you again?”

hobi’s strangled gasp cut through the air at his words. jimin buried his face in hobi’s chest to muffle his snickers while namjoon stared wide-eyed at his tray, hand pressed tightly over his mouth to cover his grin.

“aish… come on, kook,” taehyung winced lightly, glancing between the three of you awkwardly.

you didn’t blame tae for not really knowing how to react. you were all friends, had been for a long time. but lia was his latest link, and he seemed to like her a lot. you didn’t actually care about what she had to say anyway. she was new to cheer, and you knew from the moment you met her there was no substance to anything that came out of her mouth, so she didn’t bother you in the slightest.

your best friend, on the other hand? bothered.

“no, really,” jungkook said, tossing the empty wrapper onto the tray and sliding his hand back onto your thigh. “i mean, i know your name is ‘lee’ because taehyung just said it, but i honestly don’t even remember you sitting down…”

you absentmindedly fiddled with his fingers in your lap, head tilted curiously as you waited for lia’s response. but all she could do was open and close her mouth, clearly at a loss for words. “wh- i-” she stammered, looking to taehyung for help before scoffing lightly, “i’ve been sitting here, like, every day for the last week…”

jungkook just blinked slowly. he turned his head to you with a confused look, as if he was genuinely trying to figure out if what she said was true. you nodded slightly, your lips twitching as you confirmed she had, in fact, been sitting there. lia’s jaw dropped in disbelief as jungkook simply turned back to her, pursing his lips.

“oh,” he muttered, not sparing her a second glance as he picked up his phone with his free hand, swiping through it like the conversation had never even happened.

the table fell silent for a beat before jimin finally lost it, bursting into laughter that had him clutching hobi tighter. taehyung groaned, burying his face in his hands as you quietly laughed, your head leaning back against jungkook’s shoulder.

lia swallowed harshly in humiliation before muttering something about class, hastily gathering her things and leaving the table. you watched her walk off, your mind already wondering if she’d show up to practice tonight. you hoped she would.

“that was mean, kookie…” you said, turning to him with a pout. there wasn’t a hint of sincerity in your voice, though, and he knew it.

jungkook locked his phone, his gaze trailing over your pretty face before humming lowly, “meaner than what you would’ve said?”

your lips pursed as you pretended to think it over before nodding. “uh-huh. i’m an angel.”

“mhm,” he hummed, though the smile tugging at his lips told you he knew better. his hand tightened around your thigh, sliding you closer to him on the bench.

you chuckled softly, looping your arm through his and resting your cheek against his bicep. he opened his instagram to show you a reel he thought you’d find funny, as if he’d already completely forgotten about the last five minutes.

such an asshole, you thought amusedly. god, it was hot.

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Tattooed Hearts | Pre story

Genre: No one to someone Tattoo artist! Jungkook X Reader

Summary: What happened to us? Why did we end up like this? It was only a one time thing. Now it’s ruined us both.

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut, mentions of hookups, insults, arguing, blood, mentions of period, insecurities

Edit: I thought it would be fun to do a short story of JK and Y/N hooking up before the main plot of Tattooed Hearts. So it basically just sex…anyways, enjoy!

Tattooed Hearts: Pt I • Pt II • Pt III • Pt IV • Pt V • Pt VI • Pt VII • Pt VIII *** You laid on his bed, clothes off, Jungkook standing over you like you were his prey. This wasn’t the first time you’d slept together, it had been a while since you’d first met. He was kind, thoughtful, hot and good in bed. You met him at the tattoo parlour, he was the one that was doing your tattoo, the skeleton hand holding a rose. You both talked, laughed, then he asked you to dinner. Agreeing, he took you to a nice restaurant, wine and dined you and after, topped it off with amazing sex. Now, you’d had sex before, but all of your ex’s had been so self absorbed that they almost never focused on you. When you accidentally let that slip to Jungkook a few days after your first time sleeping together, he was determined to fix the wrong doings of your idiotic ex’s. That’s why you were now lying on his bed, spread out for him. This was the night that Jungkook decided to treat you like a goddess, making you cum over and over again until you knew nothing but his name. He was perfect, he was the one, he was yours. “Okay, baby, gonna need you to keep your legs spread for me. Can you do that?” He asked in a sweet, but husky voice. Getting on his knees, he gently kissed your inner thighs. You nodded, feeling your clit throb when he touched it gently with his fingers. He lightly caressed your pussy, spreading your slick around. You let out small whimpers and whines, never having been this turned on by someone. His lips trailed from your inner thighs to your pussy, taking your clit between his lips and sucking. You moaned, hands gripping the sheets beside you, feeling his hot tongue swirl around your clit. He detached his lips from your clit, licking a stripe from you opening to your clit. Brining your hand up to cover your mouth, it was stopped by Jungkook grabbing your wrist, “No, baby. I wanna hear all your sounds. I wanna hear how good I make you feel. My good girl.” His fingers intertwined with yours, placing your hands on your tummy. He quickly returned to your pussy, sucking on your clit, pushing his tongue into your hole, maintaining eye contact with you the whole time. You squeezed his hand tight, thighs going to close but being stopped by him. “Keep your legs spread.” He spoke in a dark and dominant voice, using his free hand to push two fingers into you. By doing that, he made you yelp, feeing his fingers search around in you for that one spot. “Fuck, kookie…!” You moaned loudly, making Jungkook smirk against your pussy, pressing the spot harder as he fingered you deep. “Found it…” He whispered against your cunt, gently scraping his teeth against your clit. That one movement made you grind onto his tongue, moaning loudly, pleading for more. He pulled away, grabbing your waist and pulling you to sit up, making your pussy come in contact with his dick. “Be a good girl and take my dick.” He groaned into your ear, aligning the tip of his dick with your entrance. Guiding you down onto him, he held your waist and made you grind gently on him. The feeling of your clit rubbing up against his pubic bone sent you into a frenzy. Once you were adjusted to his size, he made you bounce up and down on his dick, speeding up gradually making slapping sounds echo through his room. “Plea-…please! I can’t h-hold it…n-need to cum…!” You begged, nails scraping his back. He moaned from feeling you claw at him, holding your thighs, thrusting his hips up into yours. “Fuck, baby, so good…cum for me, cum for me.” He told you, releasing himself inside of you, bringing you to the edge as well. Your hips stuttered as you relaxed in his lap from your orgasm. His big hands slowly caressing your sides to help calm you down, “Thank you…that was really, really good…” you giggled, looking at him. “Oh, baby. Who said I was done yet?” He asked, flipping you onto your back, retreating back down to your already throbbing pussy again.

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Tattooed Hearts Masterlist

Edit: I made this because my tumblr is being stupid and not letting me add the other parts to old posts. I'll keep trying to fix it, but for now this is an easier way to read all parts :)

Genre: No one to someone Tattoo artist! Jungkook X Reader

Summary: What happened to us? Why did we end up like this? It was only a one time thing. Now it’s ruined us both.

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut, mentions of hookups, insults, arguing, blood, mentions of period, insecurities

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Pt I

Pt II

Pt III

Pt IV

Pt V

Pt VI

Pt VII

Pt VIII

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Hello all! I’m so sorry for not posting for Tattooed Hearts in a while, I’ve had an accident with a close friends family and was taking some time to be there for my friend who had a parent admitted to the hospital. Everything is okay now and I’m ready to get back on my feet!

so I had a big question for you all…

feel free to leave any extra other ideas or desires that you have for the fic! This won’t be my last one…😏

TRAVEL VARIETY SHOW TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!

WOOHOOOOOOOOO

yeah, so y’all know that scene from SIX when Joe and his wife go to the fertility clinic and he has to give a sperm sample but can’t get hard and his wife helps him?? Yea? Well imagine that, but imagine you’re getting the scan, and you’re scared of the long stick that goes in you - but lovely Price is there to make his girl nice and calm 🥰 I’m a whore for price

you and price had been planning on starting a family soon. He was wanting to retire and that meant he could relax at home with you and fill you up with his seed until you were pregnant. But to be safe, the two of you wanted to go and get checked to make sure everything was good and there wouldn’t be any problems conceiving. Price was told to go and get a sperm sample of himself, while you were told to get an ultrasound to make sure your uterus was functioning properly to hold a baby.

now, yes, you would’ve been fine doing this yourself! But holy fuck, WHEN DID THE THING GET SO LONG? You flat out refused to have that go in you (and it wasn’t helping that the doctor was being a lil bitchy towards you), you just did not feel comfortable having the scan. So there you were, sat in the private room, feeling tears burn your eyes as you felt stupid for being scared. You wiped at your tears, jumping when you heard a gentle knock on the door. “You in there, doll?” You heard your husband’s voice from the other side of the door. Wiping your tears quickly, you answered. “Yeah, I’m..I’m in ‘ere.” He opened the door and quickly closed it behind him, seeing the glossiness of your eyes. He grabbed the chair and sat beside you, grabbing your hand to calm you.

“Want to tell me why yer cryin’ love?” He asked softly, running a hand through your hair. The pink went to your cheeks when he asked, adding to the embarrassment you felt. “S’ stupid…the ultrasound thing is really long and the doctor wasn’t being very patient and- and…I got scared…” you spoke defeatedly. Your husband paused, standing up from the chair and standing between the leg propers, placing his hands on your knees. “It’s too big, yeah? Scared my poor girl.” His voice was low, the voice that always made your knees go weak and wobbly. Whimpering quietly, you nodded, “M’sorry…I don’t usually have any issues. I don’t know why-” he cut you off.

“Love, there’s no need to apologize. Y’just need to be taken cared of, hm?” His big hands slowly pushed the gown up to expose your heat to him. He slipped his hands between your legs and gently played with your clit. He circled his fingers around it, applying just the right amount of pressure to make you whine. “Shh, quiet, doll. Can’t let the doctors hear you now, can we?” He teased, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks as his fingers worked at your swollen bud. Once you were ready, he slipped in two finger. The stretch made you almost cry out, gripping onto his bicep to stabilize yourself. “J-…John….can’t…” you whined as your head fell back. He grinned and pressed his lips to yours, “S’alright, love. Cum f’me.”

his fingers pumped in and out of you, bringing you to the peak of your orgasm. He didn’t stop until you were satisfied and resting limply in the examination chair. He grabbed some tissue and wiped you up, cleaning away the evidence of what you’d done, sitting beside you in the chair again. The doctor returned about ten minutes later, sitting in her stool, asking if you were ready to try again. When you nodded, you got a reassuring squeeze on the hand from Price. When the tool was brought out again, you squeezed his hand and looked at him, he leaned closer to you, pressing kisses against your temple. “You’re doin so well, doll. Look at ye, takin it so good.” He whispered praise in your ear to make it easier as well. The examination was done quickly, leaving you to get dressed again, as you walked out, price leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. “Let’s go home now, yeah? Gotta show my good girl how well she did. See if she can take somethin’ even bigger.”

Can u remove the other onlybuns and add this one to the taglist for tattoed hrtz

I might just be blind, but I can’t see the other one…

but I’ll add this one and if my eyes decide to become unblind, I’ll remove that one

Can I be added to the tag list of Tattooed Hearts?💕

Absolutely 💜