Heliophilic Rain And His Pluviophile (M)

Heliophilic Rain and His Pluviophile (M)

Yikes, it’s been a hot minute. That’s my bad. I have been having it a little rough with my job and so I’m in the process of finding another one and that among a billion other things is slowing me down. Which makes me wonder if I were to open commissions if anyone would be interested? I also would like to add there is a scene that could be triggering so proceed with caution, please. Either way, thank you for your patience as always, and I hope you enjoy!

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Word Count: 8.5k

Warnings: possessiveness, yandere tendencies, anxiety, unspoken threat of sexual assault, slight violence, oral, penetrative sex, cock warming

Summary: He was the rain just as you were the sun, both too transfixed with watching each other to get any closer. Few things feel more refreshing than drops of fresh rain on heated skin or the warmth of the sun on a gloomy day. It would be a shame to not indulge in the natural wonders of the world before you.

“Her voice was like the wind. I could listen until it was all that filled me. I could listen until she swept me away into the vast ocean of her presence. I would drown if it meant I would drift back to her. Her voice was like the wind. No matter how much I tried to catch it, I would get carried away. Suddenly, I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. Suddenly, home was wherever she said it was, so long as she did so with that voice of hers.”

“His voice was like the tap of rain against a window. He was asking me to go out to see him, but there was something beautiful about the way I knew he wasn’t referring to me specifically. I was a mere onlooker to his presence. Even so, I would catch a cold if it meant I could reach him, even for a moment. I thought this, knowing I would never have the guts to go outside. I made peace with this until the taps on my window turned into knocks on my door.”

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I read this series where tae and jungkook buy a little (or something like that) and i was at the part where jungkook was caring for her after tae punished her too hard. but i can’t remember the name or the person who wrote it, please help🥺😣

mission impossible | (m)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, crack.

Warnings: Oral, dirty talk, unprotected sex, overstimulation, slight degradation. dom/sub themes (jungkookie being a good boy and then… not so good lol)

Words: 9k+

Summary: When you find out that your groupmate is whoring it up on tinder instead of handing in his part of the project, you go on a mission to teach him a lesson. And maybe get him to finish his part.

A/N: hello!!!! thankyou all for waiting patiently. or maybe you’ve just forgotten about me lol. it’s been a while since i uploaded anything!!! I hope you enjoy this crack as much as I enjoyed writing fuckboy but still a movable baby!jungkook. please don't forget to tell me ur thoughts. feedback keeps me going :)

If it was something strange, it would happen to you. You were not just saying that because of the hint of narcissism in your personality that made you think that everything was about you. Oh no. You never seem to catch a break these days. And quite honestly, you should’ve expected your dose of absurd to be handed to you soon. It had been a week too long without any fatuous incidents and/or people happening to you. Was this just a y/n thing? Was every girl with your name cursed? Maybe it had something to do with your astrological sign. That always seemed to be the explanation of a lot of your friends who did not want to admit to their faults that would land them in hot water. The usual “oh it’s because i’m insert-star-sign”. 

Were you really becoming that girl? Though it was hard to blame yourself for this one. Currently staring at your phone. More specifically, the defined abdominals of your group mate. A group mate who has not shown up to a single meeting. After a whole day of slaving away at your study desk, deleting and rewriting your discussion and evidential analysis to conclude whether or not it was a plausible inference that the movies, Whiplash and Black Swan were excellent cinematic representations of the ‘Obsessed Performer.’ 

Yeah. That was a mouthful. And you bet your right ass cheek that you were the only one out of yourself and Jungkook who had even watched the said movies. In the group of four, Jungkook and yourself were given the discussion and conclusion to write. The three of you who had been present at the initial group meeting had chosen your parts as was decided in the group chat prior. When all of you had received a text from Jungkook cancelling last minute, you’d snagged the conclusion as well as half of the discussion to write as just the conclusion would be a little too easy. And you had wrongfully assumed that your peer had been in some sort of ‘emergency’ since he always sounded like he was in a hurry to do something incredibly important. 

You’d pitied the seemingly sweet looking boy and told him that you’ll work together on the last two sections of the paper. And his bastard self had always been all smile emojis and ‘yes :)’ and just all around misleading. Sounding like he was diligently working on his part by himself and definitely will turn everything into you by Thursday. Thursday was yesterday and you had not received even a single message from Jungkook about where he was in terms of progress on the 1000 words he needed to write. Message after message, you weren’t even being left on read. And in concern you had messaged your group chat that maybe he was facing some real life crisis to be so MIA. Until this.

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Covet

Genre: smut

Word Count: 6,971

Summary: Business man Jungkook x Housekeeper smut

A/N: Tagging @taehxyung because she helped me IMMENSELY with this, and coached me through the smut; also the rest of the squad: @sleevelessparkjimin @swankymin @donewithjeon for answering my q’s about kook in bed lmao. Enjoy <3

You sighed, looking up wistfully at the piece of paper held above your face containing the list you’d made for yourself the day before. It was a little over half the things you normally had to clean in the house, but you still weren’t looking forward to it given the vast size of the place you cleaned.

Grudgingly, you rolled off the fluffy white comforter of your bed, walking into your walk in closet and pulling on your uniform for the day—a pair of clean denim skinny jeans and a plain t-shirt. You slipped a pair of socks on your feet and pulled your hair up in a ponytail before grabbing your bag of cleaning supplies from the corner of your closet.

You padded out of your room, the hard wood floors cool beneath your socked feet as you made your way into the living room. On the table sat a plate with the remains of the left-overs you’d put in the fridge the night before, along with an empty cup and an open laptop. You smiled slightly, glad that he found the food you’d left for him, but also worried because he’d spent yet another night slaving over his laptop.

You decided the trash could wait, because first thing on the list was laundry. You walked across the spacious living room, looking through the streak free (courtesy of your hard work from earlier that week) floor-to-ceiling windows at the cityscape below, the sun now a bright ball of light over the horizon in the far distance.

Although your day had just begun, his was already in full swing.

His room was on the north side of the penthouse, the exact opposite from your room so that you two were very far apart. Although the features of your rooms were mostly the same—more of the vast windows, glossy, wooden floors, beds much too big for one person adorned with white sheets and fluffy white comforters—his had a different aura to it. It felt personal and kept away, instead of open and airy like your room, and every time you went in you had to remind yourself that you had permission to be in his space and touch the things in there.

You walked over to his hamper, retrieving the clothes in there and lifting them into your arms, the smell wafting off of them and hitting your nose. It was one that you’d grown accustomed to over time, but that didn’t stop you from leaning in and breathing in the clean, sweet scent of the fabrics before trekking back out and into the laundry room.

After starting the load, you went to work on your other tasks, quickly crossing off everything on your to do list. You’d woken up later on accident, so it was later when you finally finished, flopping down on the couch and wiping your forehead with the back of your hand. You checked the time on the wall, seeing that it was five o’clock on the dot, making you smile with satisfaction.

Mr. Jeon would be home in thirty minutes.

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i’ve been waiting so long for this, talk about fluff overload🥺🤧❤️ @orphicbts always got me bustin a fat uwu

Beautifully Misfit | 5

SERIES: Hybrid BTS

‣ Genre: fluff, smut, hybrid au

‣ Word Count: 7.3k

‣ Pairing(s): skunk!Jimin x reader, puppy!Taehyung x reader, bunny!Jungkook x reader

‣ Warnings: strong language, v v vague sexual reference, the fluff may rot your teeth oops, protective hybrid babies, Namjoon’s thighs 

‣ to be aware of: sub!jimin, switch!taehyung, switch!jungkook, dom!reader, some kinky ass future happenings, BDSM themes, some heavy angst, and triggering themes.

Summary; you never really saw yourself as a hybrid person. that is, until your best friend introduces you to his hybrid, and you suddenly find yourself craving the companionship. you only intended to bring home one. somewhere between the lines you ended up with three beautifully misfit hybrids who craved nothing but your love.

part. i, ii, iii, iv, v, vi (coming soon)

A/N; hehe… I’ve been gone for a minute, huh? oopsies. Good news is my laptops all better now, bad news is I’m still lackin in free time, but I will do my best not to go MIA as long as this last time!! thank you guys for all your patience, I really appreciate it!! if I missed you on the tag list, let me know! 

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Sun and Moon ch 1

Mates are for life. No bond is stronger than what wolf mates possess. However, your bond with your mate is faded due to the bond you created with another wolf. 

word count: 4.7k

Tags: wolf au, angst, smut (future chapters), violence, very fluffy

pairing: jungkook x reader 

Jungkook doesn’t fucking understand. The situation is more than he can handle, and he doesn’t think it’s possible. He can handle anything and everything, but somehow not this. Not when he’s trapped in a clear glass box. Not when he sees his mate just inches away sobbing. He can feel the distress and pain from her while she sits there holding her hands to her chest and crying uncontrollably. His hearts breaks, can’t handle the sight. He has to do something. 

He kneels down so that he’s at your level. He calls for you, shouting for you. 

“Baby! Baby! Baby turn around!” Jungkook bangs on the glass with his fists, desperately trying to reach you. However, you don’t hear him. You don’t turn around. It’s like he’s not even here. He bangs on the glass harder, wanting for it to shatter so he will be able to hold you in his arms and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. 

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