Do U Hv A Spotify Playlist For Deception? Just Curious!

do u hv a spotify playlist for deception? just curious!

thank you for asking because i do! <3

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House of Serpents [1]

Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: Mafia AU

Summary: Straight-A student by day, Kim Namjoon’s personal toy by night, you didn’t live a terrible life. At least not until you met his six equally depraved “friends.”

Tags: PWP with some plot, shameless smut, sugar daddy, possessive behavior, power imbalance, size kink, strength kink, oral, overstimulation, moral bankruptcy, 5-way betrayal  

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Kim Namjoon is a frightening man.

Kim Namjoon is frightening because he never gets mad, not the way the others do. He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t raise his hand. When he speaks, his tone is steady and calm, not a ripple of emotion.

“I must have misunderstood,” Namjoon says, grip tight around your wrist as he tugs you close, between his legs. He’s leaning back on the kitchen island, a glass of whiskey in one hand. “What does exclusive mean to you?”

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me reading and then got curious.

what i get for googling about passive irony attitude :

polarity | 04 yandere!jungkook au

pairing: yandere!jungkook x (f) reader

genre: yandere

warnings: 18+ , toxic relationships, unhealthy and obsessive behavior, smut, mentions of mental health, manipulation, blackmail, cheating, ( TW: dubious consent )

word count: 13.4k

summary: Your best friend’s new boyfriend becomes infatuated with you…

Parts: 01 | 02 | 03 | ❄️CS | 03 JK | 04

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A/N; Hi babes! I took quite a lengthy break for personal health issues but I’m back! I hope you enjoy this chapter :) ❤️❤️🥰

You didn’t know how much time had passed before you finally had pulled away from Jungkook. The tears were dry on your cheeks now. You stared down at his phone, the screen had finally stopped displaying the crude video and now it was paused, only the thumbnail was just as raunchy. Turning away, you lifted yourself off the floor, clenching your fists. You eyed Eunji’s gift, not being able to stand the sight of it anymore. This time your feet moved at the speed of light, pulling a knife out from the wooden block near the kitchen sink. You saw Jungkook turn his head, quickly coming to his feet when he noticed what you were doing but it was too late, you plunged the knife directly into the leather material.

“Baby,” Jungkook called out, letting out a sigh in defeat when he noticed you were already repeatedly dragging the knife across the expensive purse, completely ripping it apart. Your hands seemed to work on their own, throwing every last bit of your pain into ruining it.

“Enough.” The knife was yanked out of your grip, he placed it on the counter beside you both and took the purse out of your hands, letting it drop to the floor.

“No! None of it is enough!” You cry out, you run your hands over your face and take a deep breath. You needed to calm down, you had to calm down. Jungkook was watching you with careful eyes, as if he was getting ready for you to lunge towards the knife but you didn’t bother with it anymore. The sight of the purse didn’t heal nearly enough of your broken heart. 

Have you really been so blind? The more you think about it, the more obvious the signs are. Eunji wasn’t newly like this, her behavior didn’t come out of nowhere. Why was your heart and mind so hellbent on convincing yourself that her true character was a surprise? Was she not always like this? You remember all the small instances in that moment, all the seemingly insignificant times she had ignored you or paid little attention to your feelings. Even back in high school, you remembered the times she would spend hanging out with other people and completely leave you out of the equation.

You would never ask for an apology, or even an excuse. You would simply take it as it was. 

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red room | masterlist

— warnings should have not been ignored but turning a blind eye might be the only key to saving your dwindling modelling career.

pairing: ot7 x f!reader

genre: model au, photography au, smut

warnings: dark themes, exploitation, blackmailing, manipulation, dubious consent

note: more warnings will be specified in each part and the plot may change along the way.

× lenses | photographer!jungkook — one

     ❝ another angle sweetheart ❞

× property | manager!namjoon — two

     ❝ we’ll take care of you ❞

× layout | editor!seokjin — three

     ❝ do it again ❞

× design | stylist!jimin — four

     ❝ i’ll always dress you perfectly ❞

× setup | technician!yoongi — five

    ❝ the lighting needs to be adjusted ❞

× image | model!taehyung — six

    ❝ our chemistry is unmatched ❞

× duty | assistant!hoseok — seven

    ❝ everything is ready ❞

© jadedjjk 2022. All rights reserved. | cr: @mahoneysuga​

only here to sin (1) | kth

When your genius of a boyfriend returns to Harvard for his sophomore year of college, you never would have expected to have his worst enemy keeping you entertained in his absence.

✿ pairing: fuckboy!taehyung x fem!reader (ft. namjoon) ✿ rating & genre: BTS | 18+ | enemies to lovers | smut | angst   ✿ warnings: infidelity | characters are drunk but consenting adults | swearing | brief mention of a physical altercation and blood | thigh riding | fingering | tae is kinda misogynistic | reader is annoying even to me ✿ date & wc: april 2022 | 2.9k ✿ notes: hi everyone! this is the first piece of writing that i’m sharing with you all~ this is also my first time writing fanfic in general, so let me know if you like it! i’m currently working on a series and some other random stuff, so we’ll see what happens. i’m kind of a go with the flow type of person. also i apologize if i reblog this a million times. gotta get that #brand or w/e

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✿ what was jai listening to? after midnight - wayv

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“Wait.”

Your breath landed hot against the side of Taehyung’s face. You were standing close enough to count the number of freckles and tiny moles that adorned his face and neck, close enough to see his heart beat in his throat. You pressed your fingers against your own pulse, willing it to slow down if only for a moment as you tried to figure out just how the fuck you’d gotten here.

It had started off with a rash decision to go out for the night with your coworkers.

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