#jin comp

[kth1]

to the man with the most endearing heart, one who continues to place others before him, treats those around him as nothing but special, always been kind, accepting, and a shining light for millions,

thank you Kim Seokjin for being ARMY’s unconditional source of love ♡

[heybaetae]

BTS SOCIAL MEDIA SERIES → Solo Albums as iPhones (insp) // (detailed breakdown: PLEASE READ!)

[jinstronaut]

bangtan gif challenge ☆ → stage mix (one song) + your bias(es) ↳ boy with luv + seokjin 💗💗💗 (cr. namuspromised)

[starcatching]

JIN + PHOTOSHOOTS

[taeyungie]

let’s appreciate the smile of the person who has always made us smile the most ♡♡♡ happy birthday jinnie! ♡

[jimimn]

921204 ♡ happy belated birthday seokjinnie! (cr. @jung-koook, namuspromised, @0613data)

[bangguks]

GET TO KNOW ME ∟ Seokjinnies I'm attached to

[cr. namuspromised]

[chippycore]

i think ill post this how it is

[mintchochipkookie]

i actually miss jin so much fr idk how i can do this 6 more times

[kimseokjinn]

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[kookjinnies]

im going to work on the seokjin bread cheeks comp @ 🍞 anon i just have a hard time finding clips 🥹

[heybaetae]

our seven ♡

[myork]

i will water his hair everyday if thats what it takes for it to grow

[elusivecagedmockingbird]

Not In The Same Way

[jin x reader] [1k+ smut, angst; lovers to strangers, toxic relationship, celeb couple; prequel to Now That We Don't Talk]

Now That We Don't Talk | Not Warriors

We fuck, then we fight, then you call me a psycho I walk out the door, but you won't let me let go

-

“Fuck you, Jin,” you seethe. Your eyes sharp and accusing as you hold his stare, daring him to deny the obvious. Reddened eyes are poorly returning your fiery gaze.

Jin soon huffs and ends your staring contest with a roll of his eyes and walks past you to the fridge. “You’re acting like a crazy girlfriend, y/n.”

“How is being concerned for your well-being crazy?” You fist your hands and let your nails sink into your palm to calm yourself. You never shouted at Jin, but tonight just might be the first time.

He’s never been this callous. And you know this ugly change is from his new friends—wannabe A-listers and washed out celebrities.

“You can be concerned, but you can’t go around barging on my friend’s door,” he reasons with a pout. It’s cute and disarming, if only what comes out of those lips didn’t make your blood boil. “The last thing I want them to think is I’m dating someone psychotic. And what if the paps or fans saw you leaving with me? What then?”

“Then your fans will thank me for dragging you away from a toxic group. Jin, everyone knows how problematic those people are.”

He scoffs this time as he opens a packet of soft cookies.

You breathe in and out, in and out, in and out. You calmly approach Jin as you reason with him. “Jin, they’re not good comp—”

“Quit it, y/n. My mom doesn’t even police who I hang out with,” he fusses, flicking crumbs of cookie. “Why are you acting like a bitch towards my friends? Maybe you should get your own and bitch about them.”

Oh.

So that’s how it is.

Fine.

You snatch your thrown purse on the kitchen counter and make a beeline to the door, making sure to bump your shoulders with his.

“If I’m a bitch, then you’re a dick, Seokjin,” you hurl, making sure each word was loud and clear for him to hear. You’re outraged he would say those against you. Clawing at your skin wasn’t enough to keep you calm anymore.

It must be because you were drowning in your emotions and focusing on slipping your shoes through your teary eyes that you didn’t notice Jin followed you. Just as you managed to open the door a smidge, it closes with a thud and a lock. You physically jump and look up to see Jin’s hand on the door, leveled to your face. You feel his hot breath on your neck before you hear him.

“Don’t,” his tone was soft yet commanding. You turn sideways to get a glimpse of him while your shaky hands still clutches the door knob.

Despite his drowsy demeanor and slumped stance, Jin still intimidated you.

“Fuck off, Jin.” You turn back around to face the door—afraid that if you look at him at close proximity, he’ll chip away at you and he’ll weasel himself out of trouble. Again.

Jin’s palm on the door slides down to pull your hand away from the knob; his other hand slithers its way inside your open coat, splaying his broad palm on your stomach and pulls your body closer to his by your waist.

You mewl in disagreement but your body stays pliable under his hold. This is nothing new, you both know. You can’t remember an argument you had that was resolved like two grownups in a committed relationship.

Recently, your arguments started with heated words echoing around four walls and ended with your heated bodies weaving between sheets.

“M’sorry,” Jin mumbles, still clearly inebriated and high. His palm rubs your stomach before he slowly slips his hands into your pants.

“Let me make it up to you.” He runs the tip of his tongue from your lower neck to your ears, then uses his teeth to tug at the lobe.

“Jinnie,” your mewls of protest turn to moans. Your hand leaves the knob to cup his hardening cock through his sweats.

“I’m here now, sweetheart,” he appeases. His thumb stops flicking your clit and dives two fingers straight into your hole. Your body jerks back into him and your hand clenched on his cock.

You slip your hand under his sweats and you immediately feel him. You brush the nagging pang at the thought that he met friends without underwear. For now, you want to relish at the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you. You grab what you can of his cock and faintly scratch your nails at his balls.

Jin smashes his cheek to your temple and lets out a breathless groan. He only needs to utter one word: bed, and you’re both begrudgingly pulling away to head to his bedroom. 

The bed frame shakes as your boyfriend plunges his cock into you at quick intervals. Each time his body smashes into you, a squeal escapes your lips, all of which Jin silences with his mouth.

You feel your climax approaching so, you lock your hooked legs around his waist and push him into you by his ass.

Jin grunts as he brings you to the edge—he’s thrusting his hips nonstop and pulling you into him with a firm hold of your hips. You’ll worry about the bruises later or just like old habits, you can call your manager to move your photoshoots at a later date.

“Gonna cum in you,” Jin pants. His choppy sweaty bangs sticking to his forehead, and yet he still manages to look like a sculpted Adonis. “Should t-teach you to n-not doubt me.”

You unbutton your sweater, just open enough to display your perky tits. Your free hands knead your breasts, thumb brushing your hardened nipples. Jin ogles at the sight. If possible, he quickened his pace even more. His hard thrusts are pushing you up and around the bed, fresh sheets dampening with your sweat and arousal.

Whispers of I love you’s leave yours and Jin’s lips as you come undone consecutively—feeling you squirt and wet him pushes him to ejaculate inside you. You pull him closer and he plants his head to your neck, wet kisses and love confessions muting your doubts from earlier.

You love Jin. And he loves you.

But you believe it’s not the same way.

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[deltoravivisection]

Sprite art for the brood!!! Thaegan's hair is going to be a separate animation that takes up the whole screen and kind of blends with the storm clouds that appear during her fight. Hot and Tot and Lun and Lod are just going to be the same sprite but mirrored because I can't be bovvered.

Jin and Jod disguised as well because I forgot to put that in the big comp : ]

[jimimn]

jinv for @jinv ♡ (cr. @/jung-koook, qdeoks, namuspromised, moajmjk00)