Proper Training -> Knj (hybrid!au)

Proper Training -> knj (hybrid!au)

— synopsis: Namjoon was not expecting such a random hybrid crying at his doorstep on a rainy night. After learning more about you and your past, he was determined to help such a precious little one like you. Perhaps you just needed some proper guidance and training.

↳ pairing: Namjoon x kitten hybrid f.reader

↳ genre: fluff/angst/smut

↳ rating: 18+

↳ word count: 9.5k

↳ warnings: tw/ partner abuse (please bear with me that all of this is fanfiction and I do not tolerate anything like this in real life), degrading terms/namecalling, breeding kink, dom!Namjoon, sub!reader, sexual intercourse, unprotected sex, pain kink, cunnilingus, etc.

The discreet sound of leather shoes clicking against the floor made your tail lower in desperation to find a place to hide. You whimper to herself, panicking. The living room was filled with mess, scattered pillows and the carpet spilled with milk. Although you were proud of the chaos you’ve created, you were awfully afraid of your his reaction.

You crawl underneath a side table where a lamp was placed, hugging your knees tight to your chest as you sit on your white, tucked-in tail. Your poor ears were tugged down in dismay.

“Come out, come out wherever you are!” Your master declares, his cold, chilling voice causing you to mewl. You croon your face in between your knees, bottom lip quivering in fear.

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jungkook as the joker 😇😇

He smears the face paint all over your thighs. The same face paint that had taken you an hour to do for him earlier that day. The same face paint that was supposedly going to make him match with Sooyoung, who was going as Harley Quinn, now spread between your thighs, all over your folds.

“W— Wait, Jeon,” you choke, writhing against the sheets. Tonight’s the night he’s supposed to ask her to be his girlfriend, put an end to the last six months of blindly chasing her, and make it official.

But he’s here, lapping your clit until you’re trembling. “Sooyoung,” you whimper, “she’s…”

“Hmm?” he grins, the exaggerated red mouth making him look more crazy than he is. “You think I care about Sooyoung?” He punctuates his statement with a plunge of his fingers inside your cunt, noisily slurping your engorged clit into his mouth. “It was never about Sooyoung, baby,” he laughs, “it was always about you.”

You have so many questions that need answering; why did he ask for your help in courting your best friend if he wasn’t after her? Why didn’t he just confess to you from the get go? Why did he spend so many months under this guise just to blow off all your hard work?

“Don’t think about Sooyoung,” he growls, the green hair spray mixing with his sweat, painting nasty green stripes down his whitened face. “Think about me, __, only me,” he urges.

He’s crazy, he’s insane, but he makes you feel so good.

kissanime & foreplay

this is part of my netflix & chill collection !

summary; You get a glimpse of the KissAnime screen for a good two seconds before about seven ads pop up. Another tab to a raunchy hentai website opens, and Jungkook groans. warnings; mentions of hentai yes u read right, kook leads most of it, cunnilingus, masturbation (f), oral (f), use of a sex toy, fingering, nipple play, face sitting/fucking/riding idk (f), praise kink, hints of dumbification, cum eating, jk is like passive aggressive in this one, 4 (f) orgasms, this is the kicker: sub kook at the end😳, like 2 sec of dom yn lol, & u get 0.002 sec of adams apple kink misc; more dumb story lines, made up sex stores bc my creativity knows no bounds, Jungkook plays nice but is actually mean for the majority of it, once again doyeon plays a pivotal role in the furthering of women empowerment, internal love monologues about jk best boy<3 wc; 8.2k

notes; back when kissanime was offed I remember looking at this fic in the drafts like what the hell we gone do now.. n almost deleting it but I was like yknow what this isn’t a 1kook fic unless there’s smthn weird going on so here we are. also yes I know ohshc is on Netflix shut up!!!!! 

HAPPY BDAY MY LOVE AND MUSE JEON JUNGKOOK !!!! 🥺💜

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My Time - M

→ pairing: jungkook x reader

→ genre: crackfic, smut (pwp), EstablishedRelationship!AU

→ rating: +18

→ links: masterlist.

→ word count: 6.6k

→ warnings/disclaimers: dom/sub themes, switch!JK and switch!Reader, doggy style, unprotected sex (in my head reader always has an IUD or something so practice safe sex please), oral sex (male receiving), semi-public sex, girl on top, window sex (is that the way you call it? idk), rough sex, spanking, light sadomasochism, light bondage, jk likes pain reader likes giving pain, reader has her nipples pierced, nipple play, cumplay (wow dani you were quite horny), creampie, multiple orgasms

→ summary: It was the first time your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, was performing his solo song My Time, and it’s good to say you certainly didn’t expect such a show, nor did you expect the chain of events that followed.

→ notes: Hi, this came up because of the Map of the Soul ON:E day 1 presentation, where JK looked fine as hell, and I couldn’t help but be horny, so yeah, here you go, either way, thank you for reading !! I hope you enjoyed it :) also please excuse my grammar errors

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMIN 🎀

okay so imma go classic jk wearing some type of greek god toga costume because,,,reasons,,,

Skin on display, perfectly tanned and oiled up, such was the sight of Jeon Jungkook at this year’s annual Halloween celebration. It’s held at his frat too, so they really go all out on the presentation. It’s your first time at such a party, having blindly accepted the polite invite he’d extended your way after your lab that Wednesday. You’re embarrassingly underdressed, donning a simple pair of glasses and suspenders to call yourself a nerd.

And well, you were one anyway.

Everyone here is flaunting every inch of their skin, practically naked like Jungkook, but you stick out like a sore thumb. An outcast, through and through, hovering in the corner like some loser.

So why is the ever popular Jeon Jungkook on you?

You can’t look anywhere; you avoid his lips but are met by the sharp angles of his collarbones, avoid his collarbones and are met with the sculpted slopes of his abdomen. You can’t win and Jungkook knows this.

“So happy you came,” he huffs against your ear, oblivious to the way your heart pounds in your chest. “Do you like my costume?” he asks sweetly, knocks his nose against yours. “I remember you said this was your favorite historical era to study.”

“I-It’s nice,” you agree, face aflame when you look down at that thin cloth wrapped around his waist, the only clothing he is wearing tonight.

Jungkook grins. “It’s for you,” he chuckles, slides his knee between yours. “Knew it would make you look at me.”

There’s a sudden kiss against your neck that makes you jolt, startled gasp escaping your lips. But Jungkook shushes you softly, hand on your jaw. “Look at me, __,” he purrs, lips brushing against yours, “look at what I’ve done for you.”