I MISS DEATH VALLEYYYYYYY But Take Your Time Of Course Want Namjoon To Literally Fight Yoongi Over Oc

I MISS DEATH VALLEYYYYYYY but take your time of course 💕 Want Namjoon to literally fight Yoongi over oc that’s be so hot. Like he’d be sick of being ordered around and want to protect oc. UgHhhhhh😖

lmaooo he totally would be the type to do this. but he’s pretty loyal to yoongi. or at least that’s how it seems atm

im enjoying the evolution of dv asks and dms this week. everyone’s been screaming about namjoon all of a sudden?? either because they want him to be the hero or the actual villain and it’s really entertaining to me hahaha you all are amazing and adorable

Do u think touch me wherever jk has dacryphilia kink.... 👀👀👀

kink discovery time with tmw! jk -> a concept i love. short answer, yes. possibly.

tw: implied smut, coercion, emotional manipulation, dacryphilia, naive reader

one day you go over to his house after school, crying because you failed your exams and you're afraid what your parents will think.

he would feel bad that you're sad, but as he watches you break down in tears on his bed, sitting on your knees with thighs spread so nicely, tears streaming down your cute face—he'd feel himself suddenly getting hard.

he would be super confused at first, and wonder if there's something wrong with him. but after experiencing it a few more times he realizes he really likes it—

one second he's comforting you during a breakdown, the next he's in the bathroom, furiously tugging on his cock as he thinks about your big teary eyes and little sobs.

he'd find himself manipulating situations so that he could make you cry in front of him. he wonders how good it might feel if you cried while he put his cock inside you.

he'd start being mean to you, fighting with you and guilt-tripping you just so that you would break into tears. and then he would coerce you—saying things like im so sorry. here, let me make you feel better

and he'd keep guilting you so that you would continue sobbing as he pushed himself inside you, fucking you missionary so that he can keep his eyes on your pretty, crying face.

if he sees that your tears are stopping, he'd accidentally tug your hair really hard. oops !

overtime he'd convince you that sex was a great way to stop feeling sad, so that even you would begin to associate it.

then whenever you would start crying you would come looking for him yourself, blinking back tears, needing his cock so bad—please kookie. you'd sniffle. you just wanted to feel better !

of course he'd oblige. give it to you so good. fuck you until you're a screaming mess, sobbing into his shoulder as he rails you hard.

after all, thats what you want, isn't it ?

;)

ugh tmw! jk having a dacryphilia kink 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

<3 not even gonna lie i did not know what it was until i got the ask HAHAHA but...yeah its hot 🔥

lmaoooo but watch him still not tho 😖 even after something like this happens I feel like he’ll just be self pitying and trying to make oc feel sorry for him—“I loved you so much and you did this to me!” hed go to a dark place and guilt her. classsssiccccc.

mr. tae better be ready to throw some HANDS

Okay but fmf reader fucking around with tae behind jjks back and After tae cums in her pussy jjk eats her out that’d be so hot if he found out abt it too 😭

ohhh yesss. i love this. (tw: smut) maybe her and tae are hooking up regularly/got close. he’s at ur place and you guys are fucking each other hard—cuddling after.

then jungkook comes over suddenly. tae hides in the bathroom and you act like nothing happened. jungkook begins to beg you to fuck him again, he can’t resist you—then in an effort to convince you he’s on his knees, spreading your thighs apart.

he starts to eat you out and noticed you taste different. and then it hits him.

he’d get furious. get superrrr dom on you. degrade you to pieces. his filthy little whore. he needs to punish you—make sure you know he owns your body. it’d be some rough sex

he’d ask— “did he fuck you this good huh?”

after he’s done with you he gets kinda upset and asks who it was. when you tell him, he’s crushed, and then you say

“and no, he didn’t fuck me as good as you—he fucked me better”

tae was there watching the whole time, pumping his cock to you. you ask jungkook to leave and when he doesn’t, tae comes out saying, she fucking said get out you bastard. then he pulls you in for a sweet kiss.

and then tosses you back on the bed. for another round or two ;)

fuck me better (m) | jjk, kth

pairing: jungkook x reader ft. taehyung x reader

summary: jungkook isn't happy when he finds out he's eating someone else's cum out of you // taehyung is tired of seeing you fall for jungkook's games

genre: smut, pwp, oneshot, slight angst, fwb!au, f2l!au, fuckboy!jungkook, bestfriend!jungkook,  fuckbuddy!taehyung college!au

wordcount: 3.1k

warnings: explicit smut, unprotected sex, coercion, manipulation, jealous!jungkook, possessive themes, sloppy seconds, jungkook eats you out but taehyung came inside you first so idk is that cum play, rough sex, major degradation, spanking, choking, jungkook spits on you, breast play, oral, toxic relationship!!!, hate sex kinda, needy!jungkook, dom!jungkook, sweet!taehyung, bigdick!taehyung, praise, taehyungs HANDS. sorry. ehm. sex while intoxicated, mentions of alcohol 

a/n: this is a ~drabble~ from the fuck me forever au. it can be read as a standalone, but makes more sense if you read that so you can understand this jungkook. he's...something. s/o to this anon for the idea, hope you like it ;)

“Baby…ohh fuck” Tilting your head back, you watched Taehyung’s beautiful, slender hands travel over your trembling chest. His touch was scalding, delicately wrapping his fingers around your throat. Thumbs pressing against your jaw as he looked at you, eyes dark with desire. Sweat painted his forehead as he flipped his hair back, before lowering back to you. Eyelashes brushing against your forehead as his nose nudged against yours.

The room was filled with surreal sighs, desperate moans and the intoxicating scent of sex. The roll of his hips, slow and deep. Your legs snug around his torso, hands combing through his hair, letting him know how much you adored every move he made. 

"You like that?" He growled, baritone voice vibrating against you as he gave a tight thrust, causing the bed beneath you to creak. You loved the feeling of him inside you, his large size was painful but stretched you out so good. You wanted to feel him deeper—wanted him to tear you apart.

“Y-you’re so big” You gasped, words flying out of your mouth before you could stop them. Your mind was numb. Hounded by the pleasure that overwhelmed your every nerve. Taehyung nuzzled into your neck, chuckling slightly at your comment.

“Yeah baby?” The hint of cockiness in his voice made you surge with wetness. He pressed his lips behind your shoulder, a sweet spot for you, causing you to sigh loudly in bliss. He was so incredibly close, but still wanted to feel you even closer. He wanted to be consumed by you—your scent, your body, your everything. 

"You can take it can't you? So good for me" He sighed, moving his lips behind your ear, kissing you softly as he picked up his pace, chasing a high he was trying so badly to suppress. "You're gorgeous. So fucking beautiful”

He meant every word, and you could tell. You pursed your lips, holding back the desperate scream you wanted to let out, suffocated by his praise as he fucked into you hard. Your breath hitching every time he pushed you closer and closer to the head of your bed. Making sure you could feel every inch he had to give as he came inside you, filling you to the brim.

Your lips found one another, eyes falling shut as you shared an intimate kiss. Taehyung stilled, pulling away to admire your face “Y/n” He whispered, a small smile on his face. It was still unreal to him. The fact you of all people were beneath him like this. His friends would kill to be in his situation—a fact he was well aware of. Even so, he had no intention to kiss & tell, content with wrapping his arms around you and holding you close.

You had been straight with him, you had no intention of starting a relationship. And Taehyung knew exactly why—because you were hung up on a certain good for nothing, insecure fuckboy who you claimed to be your best friend. Jeon Jungkook. He hoped over time he could show you that you deserved so much more. It’s for this reason he fucked you like a lover, despite knowing deep down that to you, he would never be one.

“I-I just can’t even fucking believe that you’re—“

Taehyung’s confession was interrupted by a loud BANG on the door. “Y/n!” Taehyung hissed, rolling his eyes at the sound of Jungkook’s whiny voice cutting clean through the beautiful tension that had formed between the two of you. “Y/n please open up!”

Taehyung could see the guilt in your eyes as you pushed him off of you, pressing a finger to your lips “Shit. Taehyung, I’m so sorry. Do you mind hiding for a bit? I’ll get him to leave but if he sees you here…” Taehyung wanted to scowl. If he sees me here then what?

“Y/nnn pleaseeee” The banging persisted, and the slur in Jungkook’s voice confirmed Taehyung’s suspicions. The boy was drunk. Of course. “I’m so sorry. You know I am. Please let me in…I love you baby please” Quickly you guided Taehyung into your closet, where he grabbed your wrist, yanking you into his chest so he could leave you with a chaste kiss.

“Don’t” He urged you, hoping—wishing you would just give up on him. “Don’t answer” 

But he knew his request was in vain. “I can’t just leave him there” You threw on an oversized shirt, barely covering your ass before sliding the closet door shut. Your legs trembled, sore still as you made your way to let Jungkook in.

Jungkook didn't miss a beat the second his eyes landed on you. He threw himself into your arms, lifting you slightly as he pressed you back into the wall. "Mmm" He sighed deeply, relishing your touch. "God I missed you" He pulled away, stroking your jaw as he gazed into your eyes. The bitter stench of alcohol evident on his hot breath “Oh baby I'm so sorry”

“Jungkook, seriously, you need to leave. Go home" You said sternly, drawing an annoyed groan from his drunken lips. He tapped his foot impatiently, gripping your waist against his. He was like a child having a tantrum as he pressed up against you, fondling your ass—unaware of the cum dripping down your thighs.

"I n..need you right now baby" He circled his thumbs into your skin, caressing you lightly "I just...feel like shit and..I don't" He inhaled sharply, blinking at you with pleading eyes. His words stuttering with need and urgency "I just need you. Okay. N..no one else but y..you”

You groaned internally as the larger boy pressed his mouth against yours, lips molding together seamlessly. Your taste was so familiar to him. So sweet and addicting. He could feel your hesitance, but knew if just fought long enough, you would give in to him. You always did. You couldn’t resist him. 

"I love you" He hummed, knowing how weak those words always made you "I love you so much it hurts” You pushed back against him, feeling him scowl as you broke the kiss. He began shaking you slightly. Hands sliding under your shirt to feel the expanse of your naked figure. Finding your supple breasts and pinching at the sensitive skin. He gripped them hard, pushing them together as he kissed the bulging tops through your shirt, looking up at you—blinking cutely.

“Please baby” He continued to kiss your chest before planting his mouth on them—wet over the soft fabric, not caring at how filthy he was being as he lapped away at you. Tongue circling your clothed nipple with warmth.

“Jungkook” You sighed in defeat as he bit down. You couldn’t deny you wanted him, and he knew that you did too. His hands trailed down your stomach, finding your thighs as teasing you. Spreading them wide so he could press up his pulsing bulge against your bare cunt.

Noticing this, Jungkook grinned “No panties baby?” He taunted you, lips latching onto your jaw “You want me. Don't even fucking deny it Y/n. You were waiting for me, sitting all pretty just for me weren't you?”

The thought alone thrilled him. If he asked you to wait, naked and tied up in a skimpy silk rope on his bed while he went about his day, letting him shove his cock into you—your mouth, your ass, your pretty pussy, whenever he wanted, however he wanted. Would you? Aroused at the prospect, he dropped to his knees, pushing your shirt up so he could admire your pussy—the pussy that belonged to him and no one else. He licked his lips in excitement.

“Tell me baby” He began to kiss your knee, gliding his lips up your smooth skin, higher and higher, closer to your trembling heat. His eyes glued on you, a hint of amusement at your undeniable willingness for him. He had you right where he wanted. “You really don’t want this? You want me to stop?”

Your breath hitched, at a sudden loss for words as you watched the boy let out slight moans and an exaggerated smack of his lips as he kissed all the way up to where you craved him most.

“That’s what I thought” He gripped your thighs, yanking your hips forwards so he could shoved his face into your drenched cunt. You squealed at the sensation, looking down at the mess of hair between your legs— who was now licking feverishly at your clit.

His tongue assaulted you like there was no tomorrow. Drinking you for all you were worth. He knew exactly what made your knees weak, all your favorite spots, the one’s that would have you screaming for him in a matter of no time. Flattening his tongue, he messily slid the muscle into your entrance, cock twitching at how blatantly soaked you were. He sucked on you hard, using his tongue to dig through your sweet juices.

Jungkook scrunched his nose as he tasted you. Something was...off. He couldn't quite place it. You tasted different.

His mind assured him it must be a result of the shots of vodka he had practically inhaled only minutes before arriving at your place. But he had fucked you drunk before. He pulled away, lips smothered in a glossy white as he gasped for air. Rolling his tongue inside his cheek as a thought occurred to him.

You didn’t. No. You couldn’t have. 

Shooting you a nasty glare, he suddenly shoved four fingers into your cunt. You yelped, caught off guard by the intrusion. You looked down at him as he pulled his fingers out, and with it a stream of Taehyung's cum. He bit his lip, jaw clenched to try to suppress his urge to scream at you. To slap you across the face once he realized what it was.

"Who" Jungkook growled, standing up as he grabbed your shoulders, harshly banging you against the wall. "Who's fucking cum is this Y/n?” He shoved those same fingers into your mouth, watching as you gagged on them. He no longer cared as you squirmed for air. Slapping at his wrists, desperate for his release. His other hand found your neck, squeezing it until your eyes were bulging.

You could barely speak, choking out before Jungkook loosened his hold, only to yank down his sweats—not even bothering to remove them fully before grabbing his hard cock and fisting it rapidly.

“You slut” He spat at you, causing you to flinch. “You really are just a dumb fucking slut aren’t you Y/n?” Spitting on you one last time, he ignored the way your face flushed with embarrassment as he turned you onto your chest, smacking his cock against your ass. His other hand tight on the back of your head, shoving your face up against the wall. “All the rumors are true aren’t they? You disgust me”

Releasing his cock, he smacked your ass with the palm of his hand, and when you let out a soft squeal. "You're a fucking bitch. Worthless cum dump. Let just about anyone cum right inside you, God”—he smacked you again, leaving a handprint on your tender flesh. “Filthy. Just filthy”

Gulping you called his name, voice soft, trembling—afraid. You had never seen him like this. He never spoke this way to you ever. And you hated yourself more because of the way it make your heart pound faster—in excitement.

"How could you?" Jungkook's tone shifted, hands sliding to cup your breasts as he rolled his erection into the nook of your ass. "How could you do this to me? I thought...I thought we were in love”

He pinched down on your nipples. "You're a fucking whore. You have no self worth what-so-ever. Here I am, on my knees for you every fucking night. And you deny me? How dare you. How dare you say no to me.”

You whimpered as Jungkook dug his nails into your chest, rutting onto you hard. "You feel this baby? Feel how hard I am for you, all for you. You don't care do you huh? You're just a fucking sell out. Letting anyone touch you. Don't you see that I can give you everything baby? Why, Y/n, why would you let anyone else have you?”

"I can do whatever I fucking want Jungkook" You hissed, voice muffled by the wall. Jungkook snapped. He yanked your hair, pulling your head back until he could look in your eyes. 

"When will you get it through your dumb, fucking, head, that you belong to me?" With that, he shoved his cock into you, ignoring your pained cries as he began to pound you furiously.

"Jungkook" You sobbed. He kissed your cheek, not slowing down as he continued to yell filth into your ears. 

"I've had enough. Stop playing games with me Y/n. You want me. I want you. You do, don't you? You love me don't you?”

"Yes...of course I do”

"Then shut up and fucking take it." He snapped, cock violently pushing through your walls, filling you with a burning stretch over and over again. "God you're so tight, how are you so fucking tight even after you let the entire campus fuck you silly hm? Useless slut.” He was ruthless, fucked you like a dog, not giving a shit whether it hurt you. If it did, you deserved it. 

"You're tryna make me jealous hm? Is that it? You like when I'm rough with you baby?" He smacked you again "You do. Don’t you. I can feel your pussy dripping all over me. Such a dirty girl. You need me. Only I can give it to you good. Tell me baby. Tell me how much you love it. Did the other guy fuck you as good hm?" He tilted your face, catching your lips in a deep kiss. 

Your eyes widened, as you recalled that Taehyung was still waiting in the other room. And here you were, getting fucked hard by your best friend.

"Say it!" Jungkook screamed "Answer me”

You couldn't. Because you would be lying if you did. "No" You kept your voice low, praying that Taehyung couldn't hear.

"Don't you see how hard this is for me baby? I don't want to be rough with you" Smack "But you leave me no choice. I mean," He scoffed, "What the fuck do you expect me to do huh? How can I be okay with this?" His cock impaled you, filling every crevice of you as he pulled your ass back, pushing in deeper. "I'm trying to protect you, why can't you just be grateful?"

He hissed, thinking about another man's hands on your body. The body that belonged to him. "You're mine. These tits" He squeezed them, "Mine. This ass" He smacked it, "Mine. This cunt" He slapped your pussy before thrusting especially hard "MINE." He twisted your jaw forcing you to look at him as he pounded into you roughly with every word "You. Are. Fucking. Mine.”

Jungkook's hips stuttered as he came. You gasped for air, feeling his hot seed bleed out of you, draining out onto the floor. You felt dizzy, with lust, confusion and heartache all spiraling through your head. Jungkook sighed, lips pressed on your nape as he held you still.

There was silence. Until finally you felt Jungkook's arms around you, hugging you tight. Like a child holding onto their toy. You could feel his heavy breathing, the pounding in his chest echoing yours. 

Jungkook’s mind began to clear. A pain surged deep within him at the reality he now had to face. He wished he didn’t, but he simply had to know. ”Y/n…w-who…who was it? Who fucked you?" His voice was timid. He looked like he could fall apart. "J-just tell me.”

“Taehyung"

Jungkook's heart dropped. He blinked at you, searching for a sign that would assure him this was some sick joke. He stumbled back, allowing you to turn around, fixing your shirt before you crossed your arms over your chest.

"I fucked Taehyung. In fact, I've been fucking Taehyung. Because I am a single woman and I can. You are not my boyfriend. And until you are, I can choose to fuck, and not fuck, whoever I want" You snapped, chuckling bitterly "You were right though, he didn't fuck me as good as you" 

"He fucked me better.” 

Jungkook gaped at you, words lost to him as you opened the door, "Get the fuck out. You and I are done Jungkook. I mean it”

Gulping, Jungkook carefully stepped towards you reaching for your hand. "Y/n...b-baby come on. L..let's just talk about this. You know I need you. You know I love you. Don't..." He inhaled sharply "Stop doing this to me. I can't take it”

"She fucking said get out" Your shoulders relaxed as you heard Taehyung's booming voice. The two of you turned to see the man, fists clenched as he came to your side, pulling Jungkook's hand off of yours. "That means, get out"

With ease, he slid his arm around you, ensuring Jungkook could see the way his hand landed at your hip, hugging you close. Jungkook looked at you one last time, pleading for a sign to stay. You wouldn't look at him. You couldn’t. 

“FUCK" He screamed, kicking the wall next to you “I love you Y/n. You know I love you. You know how I am and I know how you are. I’m the only one who could ever love you, don’t you get that? How could you?” 

Reluctantly you met his eyes, and what you saw in his absolutely crushed you—pure, utter, disappointment. Hurt. It made you stumble back into Taehyung’s hold as Jungkook stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Taehyung gently cupped your cheeks, turning you to face him. Your eyes trembled with pain. "Aw baby..." He pulled you into his chest, hugging you tight. "Sssh...he's not worth it Y/n”

You shamelessly sobbed into his chest. At this point you no longer knew what to think. Your mind running a mile a minute as you tried to process the look in Jungkook’s eyes. You betrayed him. ”Oh God…I-I love him. I hate him. I hate him. So much. B-but I love him Taehyung…”

"I know" Taehyung kissed the top of your head. "I know you do" He tilted your face back up. "Come on princess. Let me get that bastard's cum out of you”

You sniffled, blinking up at him curiously “Huh?"

Taehyung captured your lips in a deep kiss, allowing you to explore his mouth with yours, revel in the sparks that the two of you shared, strengthened by the emotion of the night. Pressing his cheek against yours, you could feel his hot breath as he smiled.

"Baby. I'm gonna eat you out until you can't even remember that asshole's name."

a/n: she finally got a happy ending! i guess! lol thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed this subpar mess of a drabble. lmk what you think & have a great day ;) | masterlist

he’s honestly an enigma. like man could just love her back but no, he just needs the drama. sighs. anyways stan y/n for clear skin i guess. looool.

what if fmf!jungkook finds out (prolly overheard or smtg) that someone he knows is gonna ask oc out on a date later that day... btw idk if ur taking request for fmf so if ur not u can ignore this! hope u have a nice day<3

hi there!!! thank you for sending this, i hope you enjoy <3

tw: smut, oral, manipulation, toxic behavior, jealousy, possessive behavior, needy!jungkook, fuckboy!jungkook, illicit filming, reader is really hot (this part of the fuck me forever au)

at first he would act like he doesn't care. he knew you were whipped for him, regardless of who you hung out with

so when you agree to go out with the boy. he's furious.

its the talk of the town, considering that you, having the desirable status you did, had been single for so long. practically everyone on campus was vying for a shot with you

jungkook hears the guy talking about you—how he admires you, thinks you're really funny & wants to try and be your boyfriend

oh hell no

it made him nauseous. sick to the core. dumb boys reeling you in with empty promises of love and affection. of commitment.

the truth was that he felt afraid. helpless. worried that someone else could start to matter to you more than him. what was next? you'd ditch him to go hang out with some pathetic loser? a boyfriend? you'd leave him alone, something the two of you promised to never do. but you wouldn't...right? you loved him.

you were sand slipping from his fingers and he just couldn't have that. he couldn't have you tied down. he needed you.

so he did what he always does when he feels any type of emotion.

shows up at your doorstep.

you're getting ready for the date, looking so damn pretty—too damn pretty. his jaw clenched, blood boiling with the thought of someone else tearing off that tight little dress. touching you in all the places he loved. and getting to do so whenever they wanted.

you'd tell him to leave so you could get to your date but he would beg you to cancel. guilt you under the premise that he was having a horrible breakdown. he's hurting so bad. he's really sad and he just needs his best friend right now! you wouldn't leave him alone in such a sorry state...would you?

after some arguing and desperate begging, he'd use your friendship as an ultimatum, holding it over your head. you had to be there for him. you owed him that.

he knew you would give in. you always did.

he would smirk as you called the boy up, apologizing and promising to reschedule as an emergency had come up.

now he had you all to himself.

nudging closer and closer, he'd put on a show, playing to your empathy. looking at you with his big teary eyes, claiming that he loved you and couldn't take it anymore. he just hated himself so much! he'd pine for your praise as you would comfort him, assuring him you cared about him still. of course i love you jungkook. how could i not

wrapping you in a thick pull of self pity, he would manipulate your love for him until he had you on your knees.

slobbering over his big cock

promising to make him feel good

he'd have you wanting to give him anything if it meant he would stop being sad even for a moment. seeing someone you loved struggling like this was hard.

showering you with praise—so fucking pretty. taking my cock like a good girl. you feel fucking amazing baby. so perfect for me as he would fuck your throat, allowing you to please him. gagging and choking while your eyes filled with tears. he loved to see you like this. just existing for him to use as he pleased.

it made him feel powerful. a girl like you, so beautiful, so hot. wrapped around his finger. a dumb little slut who would always make him feel good when he wanted her.

pulling out his phone, leans back on his elbows to film you discreetly. mouth full of cock. bobbing your head between his toned legs. your soft whimpers, the wet smack of your hands working his base while you licked away at his flushed tip

he'd want to show that boy what a whore you really were. that way he would never ask you out again.

you'd probably be heartbroken. sad. hurt.

and who would you come crawling to then?

your best friend.

thanks for reading ;)