Lupine (M)

Lupine (M)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Word Count: 4,650

Rating: 18+

AU: Werewolf

Dialogue Prompt: “How about you stop whispering nasty things into your girlfriend’s ear and concentrate.” (I’m sorry idk how this got so long or uh, came to include smut)

↳ part of my AU drabble game

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this was so adorable🥺🥺

pranking my boyfriend (gone wrong!) [not clickbait!]

pairing: jeongguk x reader 

genre/warnings: youtuber!au, established relationship, fluff, like so much fluff we been knew they’re the cheesiest couple ever, also guk is the sweetest ever

word count: 1,412

summary: the one where you pretend to break jeongguk’s camera or it’s literally just based off that one video ask me if you don’t know what i mean because it’s adorable

You weren’t sure who you were telling to be quiet, finger pressed into pursed lips and directed at the wide camera lens staring back at you from it’s hidden position beyond a variety of trinkets littering a dresser in your bedroom. Two steps back and you registered it wasn’t hidden enough, the blink of the red recording light mocking you, the bulky black plastic not shielded in the slightest by Jeongguk’s favorite turtle shaped paperweight or a tangled mass of lanyards he’d acquired over various conventions. 

You eyed his collection of caps where they hung on a neat rack on the wall, internal light bulb causing you to dart for one, retrieving a black one in a mess of other mundane grey and navy and white. The force in which you stepped back, already stretched in an awkward position on your toes to reach, rattled the rack against the wall, effectively dislodging a few others such as two bucket hats in shades of beige previously balanced to the top of the rack resting on no real hook. 

The camera caught your full bodied wince, shoulders scrunching up to your ears, holding the black baseball cap to your chest like a prize for the unintentional chaos you’d just created. When your heart rate calmed enough to be productive, you opened the hat, tossing it over the camera so that the lens peeked out from the bill. Not perfect, but better. Your fleeting thumbs up to the camera was barely in shot as you slid around the corner, collecting his hats in armfuls and replicating the previous pattern the best you could manage. 

With a huff and a hint of sweat curling into your hairline, you returned in view of the camera to whisper, “I think it’s me that needs to be quiet—”

“Babe? Baby!” A door shutting. Rubber soles hitting the wall. Socked feet padding closer. The sound of a plastic bag hitting the countertop. “Where are you? Tae sent me home with bananas from that tree he’s been genetically engineering on him and Jimin’s back porch—”

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Happy birthday to the sweetest mochi ever!! I love you and i appreciate you sooo much❤️❤️❤️💖💖💖💕💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

sate • jjk

↳ Summary: It was forbidden, your love for him. The glances you’d both steal when no one was looking and the whispered sweet nothings he’d say when you were alone. He would never be yours and his thirst would never be sated until you were his.

↳ Genre: Vampire!AU, Prince!AU, mutual pining, slight angst, smut,

↳ Word Count: 14k

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/Reader, Taehyung/Reader

↳ Tags: Virginal sex, praise kink, slight begging, eating out, fingering, finger fucking, multiple orgasms, biting, blood drinking, forced orgasm, squirting, dirty talk, unprotected sex,

Note: it’s spooky season and this oneshot is a big rabbit hole to halloween!verse so prepare yourselves.

“Don’t look so depressed Y/n- maybe he doesn’t remember?” Those were not the words you wanted to hear. Of course you wanted to imagine that maybe he didn’t remember, maybe this was just a coincidence, it could be a lot of things. And if you really wanted, you were sure you could convince yourself with enough past humiliation and lingering embarrassment that he definitely didn’t remember. If he had, remembered it of course. The Prince, was a gentleman and had never brought it up, but on the days when your neck was exposed and you’d bend over a little too far to grab something in his presence, you could swear, you could feel his gaze lingering on your chest.

Just the thought had your cheeks flushing red and your body pulsing in both shame and arousal. You had grown up in the castle, having been there since the royal guard stumbled upon you in the remnants of a crashed carriage, left out in the cold night of October, abandoned by your parents, you never knew a life outside of these stone, gothic walls. You always saw the Prince and he would ever so often see you, but nothing more than a passing glance between maids while passing you down the hallway, or perhaps when you stood off to the side when the king was holding court. He had seen you, but he never truly saw you

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I’m sorry that this isn’t exactly what you asked for anon. It’s just an unedited little short thing I wrote for this, but I still hope you still enjoy it.

My love

Yandere!Jimin x reader

Warnings: yandere, stalking, masturbation(m and f) slight horror

Words: 2k

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Nerves (m)

In a lab experiment gone horribly wrong, your nervous system is merged with Kim Taehyung’s… 

Scientist!Taehyung AU 

Warning: smut and ridiculous, fake science crack 

Word Count: 12,419

It’s been a long week.

You’ve been clocking out twelve-hour workdays at lab for all five days. So being able to finally lie down on the couch with a glass of wine is heaven. Your back aches from slumping over your computer day in and day out, and your eyes are bloodshot with strain from staring at the lines of code. It feels so good to just curl up under a plush quilt with your heavy head cushioned by multiple shams that you find your eyes sliding shut within minutes.

You haven’t been able to sleep much this past week either, so stressed by the recent disaster at lab that your panicked thoughts keep you up all night. Feeling relaxed enough to fall asleep is an accomplishment in of itself, so you don’t try to fight the lull of unconsciousness one bit. Sleep is washing over your mind, pleasantly buzzing in your skull, when suddenly—

Bam!

Crippling pain hits you like a shot to the side. “Ow!” You cry out, violently ripped from your precious sleep as you double over, both hands pressed tightly to your stomach.

There is no one in your studio apartment with you. You are completely and utterly alone. Yet the feeling of a hard shoulder ramming into your middle is unmistakable.

“Kim. Taehyung.” You hiss under your breath. Then you’re diving for your phone to angrily punch in the number you’ve dialed way too many fucking times this week.

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