Also I Cannot Make Myself Cum 🥹 Im 22 And Never Had Sex Before (and It Makes Me So Nervous!!) Whenever

Hi y’all

I’m leaving for the week to do some fun shit as a pre birthday thingy, so I most likely won’t be posting anything for the next week, but I will try to get some small things out every once in a while if possible!!

do you still write for bts?

I technically still do - but I’ve been on a high for CoD for the last while, and I’m doing a major work at the moment for a friend!

I’m always down to write :)

@weemansoap I bloody love the idea of the men doing all that with plus sized reader!!!

Soap would love to have you wrapped around his waist, pressing little kisses to his cheek and neck, telling he is doing such a great job at working out. “All cause’a ye. All for my big lass.”

Ghost jogging down the street with you on his back for a little extra weight makes him feel the best burn. And it’s always a plus when he can feel his partner’s chub jiggle against him as he runs.

Taking a little rest with Gaz as he squeezes your hips after finishing his first set of hip thrusts with you on top. Complaining childishly about how that was barely a workout, “C’mon love, gotta give me more than that.”

König just taking off his mask and immediately burying his head into your soft plush!? YES. He would nuzzle up to you, the scruff on his face giving you slight beard burn, but the soft kisses he leaves on your pudgy tummy makes everything better.

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.

Please tell us you have some thoughts on enemy!ghost hate fucking reader

love ur work so much wish I could pick ur brain (endearing)

please pick my brain🙏

hate is passion, so that means hate sex is full of passion. I mean - it takes a lot out of a person to hate someone else! Sooo, Simon hate fucking you after seeing that you almost got shot- OOOFFF

this man would be rutting into you from behind, fisting your hair in his right hand while his left is around your throat, pulling you back into him. He’s fucking into you like he’s trying to drill a hole through you. Of course, you’re an absolute mess, cum dripping down your thighs, sweat lightly gracing your skin, and that intoxicating blush that litters your cheeks.

"This is all you’re good for, just a hole for me to fuck. Bein’ all useless out on field, can’t fucking keep yourself safe. Stupid little girl." The things he’s saying to you as he brings you closer to your climax makes you insane! You can hear his low and guttural grunts as his thrusts begin to become sloppy. He was close. With a few more thrusts and the feeling of the chub at the bottom of his abdomen slapping against your lower back and ass drives you over the edge.

he isn’t very keen on giving you aftercare after. He pulls on his uniform once again as you laid on the bed naked and shivering. He would catch glances at you, unmoving and silent, once fully dressed though, he would crouch on the foot beside your bed. He gripped your jaw tightly making you look at him. “Never put yourself in a position like that again.”

when he left, you felt alone. But there was an odd feeling…his words, the way he fucked you…there was passion. And passion was a dangerous thing, it was something that could be lost in just a few seconds.

”I just slid my dick down your throat…and you thanked me.”

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.

”Simon, you need to promise me you won’t get mad…” you said as you looked at him from the opposite side of the couch.

his brows furrowed as he looked at you, “Can’t promise, love.”

you nibbled your lip, picking at the skin on your cuticles before finally spitting it out. “I have a crush on someone!”

you’ve seen Simon in many ways - when he’s angry, sad, happy, horny and that beautiful look he gave you when he saw you on your wedding day, but nothing would’ve ever prepared you for the look you got when you said that. He looked like you hit his heart a thousand times. “Y’what?”

“I- I have a crush…and the problem is, I can’t stop staring and thinking he’s the most handsome guy. And when he stared back at me, I got butterflies and felt myself blush.”

He sat quietly, listening to you as you rambled on about your new crush…at least you were telling him and not cheating.

You let out a small sigh, “He makes me nervous and giddy; not nervous in a bad way, but nervous in a ‘I just want him to lean in and kiss me’ kinda way. Like, ‘Hey, my phone buzzed and I hope it’s him’ kinda way. And when I get ready to go out, I struggle to find the perfect outfit because I wanna look just right…”

that feeling of comfort he once had with you, his wife, was just fading away so easily. After all the shit that had happened to him, you were the last one he thought would do this to him. He stood up and ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head and walking off to the front door.

you got up and ran over to him, grabbing his arm. “Si, where are you going?” You looked at him, trying to figure out what made him upset.

“Away. Let y’have yer time with your new lad.” His voice was stern and full of venom. But it only got worse when he saw you crack a smile.

“Simon…no, lovie, I was talking about you! You’re the guy I have a crush on…and I know it’s gushy, but I feel like a teenager again every time I look at you. It’s your fault for being so handsome.” Your voice gentle as you cupped his face and pressed little butterfly kisses to his cheeks and nose.

he could do nothing but stand there dumbfounded. “Y’need t’find a better way of sayin’ shit, doll. Thought you were bout to leave me…” his voice got softer when he said that last bit.

your eyes softened, knowing how it sounded to him. You sank to your knees and pressed small kisses to his sweatpant clad thighs, earning a small groan from him. “Wha’re you doin’ love?”

“Apologizing…” you said, staring up at him through your lashes as you pulled his sweats down.

Do you like Billlie? I see you on my timeline a lot, and I've always assumed that you do (because of your name: Eunoia). If so, preach, they're one of my favourite ggs :)

honestly, I’ve not listened to them or heard of that song, but I’m definitely gonna listen to it now! I mostly listen to songs from the 1920s, newer stuff, and BTS :)

ALRIGHT IM CURRENTLY ACCEPTING MAFIA! BTS X READER

SO IF YOU WANT SOMETHING WRITTEN, IM UR GIRL

He’s hot….i can’t resist

Tattooed Hearts V

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 *** Why did you think he’d change? Just because he was nice to you in the flower shop? How naive could you be? You’d walked into the tattoo parlour, it being unusually empty. Walking around a little, you tried to find someone, a customer, RM, V, anyone. But all you were met with, was Jungkook fucking some woman in the break room. You froze, staring at the girl being pounded into. She looked at you, exaggerating her moans even more when she saw you. You clenched your jaw and walked out, not wanting to deal with this today. Not knowing where to go, you wandered around Main Street, trying to get the image of him and the woman out of your head. Your face was wet…why was it wet? Oh god, you were crying over him again. Lock him out, keep him locked out, never let him in again. *** Laying on the couch in your apartment, you stared at the ceiling. You felt numb, curious on why he had such an effect on you. The voice in your head was calling you an idiot for letting him in again. Who did she think she was? Jesus Howard Christ, you were a stupid little girl that got jealous over a player! Why were you so rung up about some stupid guy that can’t keep it in his pants-! Your doorbell…who the hell was ringing your doorbell at 9:30 at night? You stood up, pulling your pj shirt down, looking through the peephole on your door. Oddly, no one was there…you opened your door, feeling and hearing a loud thud onto your floor. “Jungkook?!” You yelled, seeing the man lying on your floor, eyes half-opened. “Hey, pretty girl…” He mumbled out, running a hand through his hair. He sat up, leaning on your doorway. “What the hell are you doing here?” You asked, confused, angry and possibly even a little happy. Jungkook tilted his head up to look at you, giving you a hazy and drink smile. “M’missed you…you looked s-so good in that long thing you were wearing in the flower home…” He missed you…? No, stop it, he’s just drunk. “My long thing…? My dress? What…? Jungkook, why are you here?” You used your foot to move his legs so you could close your apartment door. He laughed, gently grabbing your leg, resting his head on it, “Missed you…needed…needed to see you…” Jungkook nuzzled your leg with his head, pressing his lips to it. “Jungkook, you’re drunk…possibly high. You don’t know what you’re saying. How’d you even get here? It’s too long of a walk from here to your place.” Okay, maybe you remembered how to get to his place from that one time he called you in the middle of the night, looking for a quick fuck. “Baby, I know what I’m saying…miss you…miss your pussy…miss your love…” He mumbled against your leg. Why hadn’t you pulled him off yet? Why hadn’t you kicked him out? Was it because you get bad? God, he looked adorable right now…but what were you gonna do with him? He can’t stay the night! But you have no way of getting him home. Fuck, why was your life so hard all of a second? “Okay, get up. Let-…no, let go of my leg!” You tried to pry him off of your leg, causing you to almost fall. Use your legs, that was the one thing you learned from the gym when lifting things. Struggling, you looped your arms around his waist, trying to pull him up to stand, but he was stronger and he pulled you down. He pulled you down into his lap. “You smell so good, baby…always so sweet…” Placing his head on your shoulder, he closed his eyes. “No! No! Open your eyes! You are not sleeping on my floor!” You wiggled yourself out of his lap, grabbing his arm, dragging him across the floor. At first glance, he didn’t look heavy, but I guess having all those muscles adds to it. Groaning, Jungkook tried to move your hands away, not liking the feeling of being dragged across the floor. “Ow, hurts….m’into that.” He smirks up at you. You drop his arms instantly, “ Stand up, Jungkook. I can’t drag you to my room.” Holding your hands out for him to grab. “Ooo, taking me to your room already?” He smiled drunkly, wiggling his eyebrows at you. He grabbed your hands, pulling himself

to stand up, stumbling into you. “You could at least wine and dine me first.” You’ve already done that to me. You sighed, taking his hand and leading him to your room. He threw himself onto your bed, cuddling up with your pillows. He fell asleep pretty quickly, most likely unaware of his surroundings. You sat down on the floor, looking up at his sleeping form on your bed. Why’d you come? Why didn’t you go to the other girl? Staring at him made tears well up into your eyes, you never should’ve looked at him. He was bad for you, like a parasite you couldn’t get rid of. Something that kept infecting you and burning you to the floor. You shouldn’t have even let him in tonight. “So pretty…su..such a good girl…my baby…” He mumbled in his sleep, you stood up, walking out of your room. Even in his sleep he talks about the other woman. Why try to be friendly when all he does is play you? Just shut up, keep your pretty poison lips shut. You’ve poisoned me enough. *** Rubbing your temples, you stared at the TV in front of you, listening to Lindsay ramble on and on. “He’s in your bed?! Like, right now he’s laying, in YOUR bed?? Oh my god, Y/N, did you sleep with him? Girl, I told you to find other dick! You can do so much better!” You shushed her, “Keep your voice down. I didn’t sleep with him, he showed up drunk last night at my door. He wouldn’t leave. So I let him in and put him in my bed.” You were running off of caffeine, two hours of sleep and a full season of Gilmore Girls. “How does he even know where you live?” She asked sceptically, placing her hands on her hips and looking you up and down. “One of the nights we were drunk and horny, my place was the closest. We came here.” Looking up at her, it posed a question, why did he still remember where you lived? “And he still remembers? Girl, I don’t know if that’s cute or stalker-ish.” “I don’t even want to think about it.” You rubbed at your eyes, the lack of sleep was making it hard to think about the fact you had Jungkook in your bed. The door creaked open, revealing a sleepy looking Jungkook. He walked out and paused, looking between you and Lindsay, then at his surroundings. Lindsay cleared her throat, pointing towards the door, “I’m gonna head out…I’ll see you later, Y/N.” With that, she escaped the situation. Why was god always on her side? Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck, looking towards you. He cleared his throat, “Morning…” holy fuck, his voice was deep and sultry. That alone was enough to make your panties damp. “Can you get out of my house now?” You more so told him than asked, standing to motion towards the front door. “Sure, but don’t you want me to stay a little longer? Maybe some head would get you out of this sour mood.” He quipped, smirking slightly. “Sour mood? Sour mood?! You came to my house at 10 last night, drunk as a pig! Pushing yourself into my house, pleading you missed me and needed me! I dragged your sorry ass from the front to my bedroom, allowing you to sleep in my bed and stay the night, and you’re telling me I’m being sour? You’re lucky I let you in! I could’ve shut you out and called the police, telling them some drunk showed up at my apartment! It’s weird enough you remember where I live, I don’t need you coming into my home! You could’ve gone to that other woman’s house, but nooo, you came here! So quit telling me I’m sour, when I’m the one that let you in even after all the shit you’ve done to me!” Your ramble left him stunned, staring at you with utter shock. He wanted to say things, apologize, talk it out, but no words came out. You scoffed, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the door, opening it and pushing him out. “Stop coming to me when you’re high.”

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