#big bang jiyong

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Jiyong vs Gdragon

warnings: smut, some foul language.

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jiyong tucks his face in your neck when you cuddle.

jiyong kisses the back of your hand every chance he gets.

jiyong buys you an expensive gift every time he sees you.

jiyong will buy you matching outfits so him and his girl can be stylish together.

jiyong that empties out half his closet for you.

jiyong that clings to you like a needy child.

jiyong peppers your face with soft kisses every morning.

jiyong gifts you a matching chanel ring.

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Gdragon eats you out for hours on end, addicted to the way you feel and taste.

Gdragon that holds your hands over your head while fucking into you at an ungodly pace.

Gdragon that teases you, asking where you need him most and makes you beg for him to slide into you.

Gdragon that buys you expensive lingerie, just to rip it off of you hours later.

Gdragon makes sure to wear his rings while fingering you, cause he knows you love the way the cold metal feels.

Gdragon that loves when you’re on top, clinging onto his chest while getting yourself off.

Gdragon who lets you ride his thigh while he’s making music, because you’re too impatient to wait for him to finish.

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A/n: this kinda sucks i wrote this in the car lol hope u enjoy

[ldydeath]

Too Fast to Live | Kwon Ji-yong (G-Dragon)

Summary: Jiyong is busy on tour while you’re busy with work. You finally find time to come see him, but Jiyong gives you a fright when he’s too exhausted to keep up with his demanding schedule. 

Warnings: fainting, but that’s about it.

With the MADE tour being in full swing you and Jiyong hadn’t been able to see each other much. This was something you’d discussed a lot prior to the tour kick off and despite the odds and distance you two had decided to make it work. You two had been together for a little over a year now and loved each other too much to walk away despite busy schedules.

Every chance you got you were making stops along the world tour, living for the days your schedules aligned perfectly and you got more than a few hours together. When Jiyong had first left you’d thought this was going to be the longest year of your life, but truthfully with how busy you’d also been the past year, the tour was flying by.

You and Jiyong would facetime after every show, regardless of what time zone you were in. You honestly didn’t mind being woken up at all hours of the night, not when it meant you got to wake up to the most beautiful face you’d ever seen. Your phone buzzed on your nightstand, your arm moving out of the comfort of the warm blankets to fish around for it. Your peaked open one eye to check the notification, a grin quickly crossing your face when you saw who it was.

“Hi handsome.” Your voice raspy from sleep and Jiyong’s face came into view.

“I woke you?” He frowned as if this wasn’t an almost daily occurrence at this point. 

Jiyong was almost done with the tour which meant his nights were early morning for you.

“It’s fine, I need to be up soon anyway to head to the airport.” You shrugged, sitting up fully in bed.

His frown turning to a smile at the mention of your trip. You’d be back in his arms in 24 hours and he couldn’t wait to see you.

“How’d it go tonight?” You took a minute to look him over, noting how exhausted he looked - even on a grainy screen.

“It was good. Just a lot, again.” 

You knew what he was referring to, Jiyong had been struggling for a while now with the extended set time he was on stage, but in true Jiyong fashion, he wasn’t willing to press the matter.

 “You need to rest, Ji. Try to take it easy tonight?” 

You knew his nightly routine by now - dinner with the guys, a quick call to you, and then he’d be locked in his room until morning. That didn’t mean you didn’t worry about him, because of course you did.

“I am resting, look!” He moved his phone showing off his bed and you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. I have to get going, ok? I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.” He pouted on the other end but nodded in understanding.

“I love you too.” 

The next twenty four hours passed pretty slowly , thanks to spending most of it in the air. You’d been antsy the entire flight and practically ran to baggage claim. Jiyong had sent a car, not being able to pick you up himself. You practically jumped out of the car while it was still moving when you pulled up to the venue, Jiyong waiting outside for you. He let out a laugh as you leaped into his arms, pulling him in for a bone crushing hug.

“Hi you.” He grinned as he held you tightly. “I’ve missed you.”

You practically melted in his arms at his words and pulled back to take him in. He looked well, more rested since your previous conversation and you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding.

“I missed you too.” Jiyong leaned down, pressing his lips to yours but before you could deepen the kiss behind you brought you both back to reality.

“Hate to break up the happy reunion but we’re needed for sound check.” Seunghyun offered you a friendly smile before pulling Jiyong away from you.

You grabbed your bags and found your way to Jiyong’s dressing room. You had about an hour to kill while sound check was going on and decided a nap would do you some good if you even wanted to make it to show time. Kicking off your shoes, you plugged your phone into the nearest port, texting your family to let them know you’d made it in and curled up on the couch, falling fast asleep.

You awake an hour later to Jiyong pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Hi” you whispered, whipping your eyes, sitting up fully. “You look tired.” You frowned, noticing the fast difference in his appearance.

“Just what every guy wants to hear” he teased as he moved to open the door, letting in his glam team.

“Oh, stop, you know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes, playfully at him.

The next couple hours went by quickly as you watched your boyfriend get ready for show time.

“Ready?” You asked as you both made your way towards the other guys.

He nodded, words failing him. Despite how many times Jiyong was on stage he still got nervous right before going on. You squeezed his hand, a reassuring smile on your lips as the guys came into view.

“I’ll see you after.” You pecked his lips, said a quick hello to everyone and followed his team to your favorite spot backstage. 

No matter how many times you watched this show you never got tired of it. You’d lost count by now how many times you’d seen it, and had come to enjoy memorizing every detail of the show. Zutter, which was arguably your favorite song, had just started and you sucked in a breath. This was the part of the show Jiyong had been complaining to you about the whole tour. Jiyong, as usual, killed it and the show continued on. But as the intro for Bae Bae started you noticed your boyfriend walking towards you. That wasn’t right. Before you knew it he collapsed in front of you.

“Jiyong!”.

Before you could get to him the crew had surrounded him. Your heart raced as you watched them fan him off, helping him change into his jacket. As he stood back up, your hand brushed his gently and he offered you a small smile before rushing back onstage. 

A few minutes later, he was back on the ground in front of you, this time you refused to be pushed to the back. You brushed his hair out of his face, pleading for him to wake back up. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as he came too. You, as well as the crew helped him to a sitting position and your hand went to rest on his as you handed him water, trying your best to not show the panic on your face.

“You don’t have to finish, they can do without you.” He shook his head as he gulped down the water.

“Have to finish.” 

You knew that would always be his answer and as much as you didn’t want him to go back out there, you helped him to his feet anyway. The dancers and Seunghyun were close behind and you exchanged a look with his best friend. Begging him to take care of him out there.

“You’re sure?” You asked and he replied with a nod, kissing your temple before turning back to the stage.

You could tell he still wasn’t with it, sweat was dripping down his face as he took his place amongst the dancers.

Jiyong wasn’t going to disappoint his fans though, and proceeded to give it his all out there. You didn’t only thing you could, and watched on. You weren’t even sure you were breathing as the song came to an end. The lights dimmed and in a flash, he was backstage the rest of the guys left to entertain the crowd.  You walked over to wear he was panting on the ground and kneeled down next to him, a rag in hand.

“What do you need?” You whispered as you wiped the sweat off his face. 

He shook his head, his hand coming to rest on his chest and he let out a shaky breath.

“Just need a minute.”

You nodded, your hand going to rest on his and let out a breath. You couldn’t remember a time in your life where you’d been this scared in your life. But he was here, he was talking, he’d be ok. As the guys came backstage you went to move so they could check on him, but Jiyong clutched your hand tightly, a pleading look in his eyes.

“Stay.” You weren’t going anywhere. 

After getting fully checked out, Jiyong decided he was well enough to finish the show, and you watched on nervously throughout the rest of the night. He seemed more like himself on stage. But he’d also seemed fine that morning and now you’d watched him faint twice.  Once the show was over, he met you back in the dressing room, the exhaustion still evident on his face.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” 

He nodded, but before you could move his arms were back around you, his chin resting on your head. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, breathing in his scent.

“Thank you for being here. I don’t know that I would’ve had the confidence to get back out there if you weren’t here. I promise I’ll take it easier on myself the rest of the tour. I love you.” 

You nodded your head as he spoke, as horrible as the situation had been, you were just glad you could be there for him in some way.

“I love you too. Are you sure you’re ok?” He smiled at you as he pulled away,

“Yeah I’m good. I have you.”

There it was again, those words that always made you melt. You grabbed his hand, leading him out of the room and towards the car. Even if the tour was almost over you vowed to yourself you’d do whatever it took to keep Jiyong healthy for the rest of the shows. 

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Guess who's back?

[natalicss]

kwon jiyong x american popstar!reader text edition

no reason for this just felt like being silly after finding this photo of jiyong & i love reading the smau’s so i just threw this together in like 5 seconds

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𝘚𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘢𝘶 — 𝘨-𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 2𝘕𝘌1

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ttt - she and daesung ate all my food btw

/@ttt - not my fault you have the best taste in food 😞

User - i love how they all are such close friends :]

Usersksksk - daesung looks so cuteeee

User78 - love their dynamic 💗

User_lovestabi - love your outfit queen 🤩

User_Cl_enthusiast - absolutely love how Cl and y/n are such close besties

GD_TOP_loverrr - choi seunghyun looks like a diva in all of these pics lol-

SGS_012 - jiyong looks so cute and hot at the same time 🫣

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Kpop_gossip - y/n and G-dragon spotted together at Yang Good restaurant with their band members by a fan. It appears they are getting way too cozy and close with eachother 👀

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user_dararara - YESSSS MY SHIP HAS SAILED OR IT BETTER SAIL-

User_cLqueen - OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM—

User89o - SHE settled for HIM??

/@ user89o - wdym y/n settled for him??? the two are perfectly hot for eachother

User_135 - do i want to be her or do i want to be him-

User_is4everhigh - i need them to be together- literally the mother and father of the Kpop industry

user000 - never been so jealous of a girl in my freaking life

User_lovesthe_queenY/N - THEY ARE HUGGING LIKE A COUPLE , I REPEAT THEY ARE HUGGING LIKE A COUPLEEEEE 🚨 AND IS THAT A KISS???

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awww my baby 😭😭 he was literally “ ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ” the whole timee

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Shitposting daesung pics cause I love him.

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May 9th, 2025

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gdragon fam are we well? (im not)

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one last time: part 2

G-Dragon x reader

summary: all smut basically, you and jiyong try to figure out what this means for your 'relationship' after your breakup

warnings: minors dni!! smut smut smut, basically no plot, tiny bit of angst at the end, fem!reader

word count: 1.7k

part 1

Ji-yongs hand trailing up your back is your last chance to end what's about to happen. if you stop right here and leave, you can both pretend it never happened. this is the point of no return. you should stop him.

but you don't. you never do.

your head remains in the crook of his neck, your leg sprawled over his waist. because you're so focused on not breathing too shallow, on not whimpering, on staying in your position, you absentmindedly grasp the collar of his shirt in your first. every inch his hand moves up your back, so excruciatingly slowly, makes you clench harder. you press the leg you have draped over him harder and harder into his thigh; he's getting painful to resist and he knows it.

when his hand reaches your neck, he wraps around it and pauses. the stillness of his hand, the way you can feel his thundering pulse through his palm forces a muffled whimper into his ear. he knows how to drive you crazy, how to force you to be the first to fully give in. he keeps his hand around your neck and lets his other one drift between your legs. your body freezes and you can feel his smirk against your hair. he's annoyingly good at making you crazy for him.

he moves his thumb over your sweatpants, right where you need him, and just slightly presses down. you try to fight the urge to squirm under his touch, and this time it doesn't work. your leg constricts around him and your fist abandons his collar and instead grasps his hair.

you forgot how soft he is. his skin is smooth and delicate in a way he's not. your fingers are tangled in his silky hair, the ends still rough from the orange he had covered with a warm, honey brown.

you can feel each others pulse through his hands. he refuses to move; so fucking stubborn, as always. you know he won't move until you do. he could stay this way forever, painfully teasing you, but he knows you'll surrender.

your grip on his hair gets tighter and tighter and you can feel him holding his breath. finally, you rip your head off his shoulder and slam your mouth against his. you're both gasping into each other, desperately pulling each others hair and squirming against each other. your bodies fit together so perfectly that the way you move against each other is almost a dance.

he flips you over and climbs on top of you, letting his hands wander over your trembling body. he drops his head into your neck, planting frantic kisses on you. when he reaches the slight dimple by your ear, you pull his hair so hard he lets out a short, stifled whine.

he rewards you by slipping two fingers into the waistband of your pants, his cold fingers just tracing against your waist and stomach. when his lips find yours again, the weight of what's happening sinks in.

"we shouldn't" you whisper through hungry gasps. "i can't"

his fingers dip lower into your pants, lingering on the waistline of your panties, making your breath catch in your throat. "then stop"

"i can't"

you grasp at his hand, craving his warmth against you, desperately trying to bring him closer.

when he finally slips his hand under your panties, a strangled gasp escapes you. his hand strokes gently over your aching core.

"do you want me to?" he whispers into your neck, sinking his teeth in.

"yes" you writhe under him. "please, ji please please"

he nods into you and moves to your mouth, nipping at your bottom lip. his fingers trace over your clit so softly you feel you might burst.

he can feel your pussy pulsing against his hand and it makes him growl into your mouth. you claw at him, trying to push him into you, but he resists and continues to just graze over you.

when he can tell you're about to beg, he finally makes his way down, nipping at you until he tugs your pants off. he pulls your panties to the side and flattens his tongue, licking an agonizingly slow strip up to your slit. he takes your clit in his mouth swirls his tongue around it, sucking it softly. you tug on his hair, trying to make him move faster, but he grabs your hand and holds it down on the bed. he continues to torment you until he looks up at you with a depraved smirk. "turn around."

your heart stops. "what?"

"i said turn around"

"why?" you tremble

"ill show you." his voice is hushed but the look in his eyes makes you flip over and get on your hands and knees, nervously shaking. he calms you by planting soft kisses down your back that would feel romantic to anyone else, but you can feel his hunger.

his lips make their way down until he pushes your thighs slightly apart and bites at them. despite your nervousness, you can feel yourself lean into him.

his movements were so slow that you didn't realize what he was doing until you felt his warm tongue against your pussy from behind. he slips it into your hole painfully slowly, sending shivers up your spine. he probes it into you and keeps one hand gripping your hip, keeping you steady, while the other moves to knead your clit. he feels your breath catch in your throat and takes it as an invitation to speed up, his touch becoming more urgent, his tongue driving into you as deep as he can. the warmth of his mouth makes you buck back into him, silently begging for more. his nails dig into your ass so hard you're sure there will be blood.

he pulls out of you and takes your clit in his mouth, greedily lapping you up, your wetness covering his face. the needier your whines become, the faster he laps you up becomes until he's too impatient to wait longer.

when you feel him pull away from you, you suddenly become aware of how quiet his room is. is this a bad idea? are you going to regret this? is he going to regret this?

your thoughts are silenced by the sound of him feverishly ripping his belt and pants off. as you turn to face him, his cock meets your drenched hole, spreading your wetness over it. the feeling forces a helpless squeak out of you and a husky moan out of him. "please stop teasing me"

if he wasn't so worked up over you, he would've made fun of your begging, but he needs you just as badly as you need him. this is your favorite version of him; desperate, whiney, longing for you.

he pushes into you slowly, every inch making you ache as he stretches you out, and you can't stop yourself from squirming under him from the addicting pain. even when you were together, no matter how often you fucked, you always craved how this part made you throb.

when he's finally fully in you, he tries to thrust into you slowly, but he's made you so worked up you can't stand it. his movements speed up until he's hammering into you, his hands forcing your hips back to meet him with every thrust.

he grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back while pulling one of your arms behind your back and using as leverage to drive into you even harder. he's gasping and panting desperately, almost whining, his hot breath tickling your back.

you can't help your cries becoming louder and louder, forgetting that his neighbors can most definitely hear you. he seems to remember and drags you up by the arm he's been holding hostage until your back is flush against his chest. he keeps you upright with one hand loosely around your throat and the other clawing at your stomach.

he muffles your desperate sounds with his hand and lets his head fall into the crook of your neck, still pounding into you with a force you've never felt from him or anyone else.

the knot in your stomach is growing tighter and tighter, and he can sense it. he can sense you're getting close and his cock pummels into you deeper somehow. your pussy clenching around him forces a sweet, choked whimper to fall out of his open mouth, vibrating against your neck.

this was all you needed to come undone. your stifled cries become wails, gasping against his palm, desperately clawing at his arms, his hair, his back, anything you can reach. the sting of your nails raking into his skin and your pulsing around him makes him find his own orgasm. as you feel him fill you, he whines out a string of curses and your name.

you slump against him, both still panting. he gently straightens your tangled limbs and shuffles to lie down, pulling you against him. you tug his duvet over you as he traces soft spiral patterns over your flushed shoulder. your trembling fingers comb through his hair, pushing back his bangs still sticking to his glistening forehead. when your eyes find each other, you give each other a soft smile. you can't help but be a little sad. you don't want this to be the last time.

your eyes drift back and forth between his, both of your expressions fluttering between melancholy and bliss. you wait long enough for you to both find your breath before asking him the question neither of you wanted to hear the answer to.

"what happens now?"

"we- i have a cigarette," he smiles. "and you get comfortable."

"ji..." he never was good at serious conversations.

he sits up and moves you so you're still resting your head on his pillow. he lightly pokes your collarbone with his finger. "i'm serious. you're supposed to be quitting. i won't enable your addiction any longer." he sees the disappointed look in your eyes and breathes a soft sigh. "for right now, lets just enjoy each other. we can talk about it in the morning."

this is good enough for right now. you both want to savor this moment that you know is precious and oh so temporary. tonight is caught between a summer of half-heartedly cursing his name and the conversation that you know probably won't go the way you want tomorrow.

you're okay with letting the dread be brushed away, just for tonight, and letting this feeling linger.

a/n: i might write some more with this series in the future but we'll see. lmk if there's anything you want to see from them <3

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