Are Yall Sure You Can Handle Black Haired Jimin Again Because

Are y’all sure you can handle black haired jimin again because —

— EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE; 1 (m.)

— notes; this fic is not condoning abusive/unhealthy relationships in any way. please do not read if you are triggered by anything relating to stalkers/stalking. this is a repost from my old account.

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; stalker au, thriller, smut words; 11,076 rating; explicit

— synopsis; everything was going great when you first met jeon jungkook. he was a new light in your life with soft smiles and tinkling laughs; but then you noticed a lurking presence that seemed to follow you wherever you went.

contents; obsessive, toxic behavior. creampie, rough sex, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, possessiveness, dirty talk, light humiliation, dom!jungkook.

— chapters; one. two. three.

Class was uneventful, as it always was. You had scribbled down notes and tried to pay attention, but you really couldn’t focus on anything with the little amount of sleep that you had gotten the night before. Your second class was just as tiring as the first and you were relieved when it ended. You shoved your laptop into your backpack and pulled your phone out to text Hoseok while you walked out through the doorway.

[to hobi 11:57am] — you out of class?

You grunted as you collided with something firm and your phone almost slipped out of your hand. You heard a thud and looked down to see a textbook lying by your feet.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” you apologized quickly, bending down to grab the textbook and looking up to see the boy in front of you beginning to crouch as well. He had his hood pulled up over his dark hair, but you had to take a second to collect yourself when you saw how cute he was. The two of you maintained eye contact for a few more long seconds before you realized you were creepily staring at this guy, so you hurriedly grabbed the book and straightened up, as did he.

“It’s okay,” he responded quietly, sending you a small smile while he held his hand out for the book. You returned his smile and handed him the Psychology textbook.

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learn to love; jungkook | 02

pairing: teacher!jungkook x singleparent!reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 3K+

summary: raising your daughter alone while simultaneously watching your ex-husband live the life of his dreams away from the two of you hurts. badly. it hurts a little less, though, when you find an unlikely friend while looking for help.

lowercase intended

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Black Marauder (kth)

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: admiral!taehyung x pirate!reader

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 15k

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: pirate au, fantasy, enemies to lovers, smut, a sprinkle of angst & fluff.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: 18+, smut. penetrative sex, unprotected sex, fingering, riding, ice play, bondage, degradation, nipple play, hand-job, oral (male receiving), squirting, overstimulation, dirty talk, silk play(??), femdom, sub!taehyung.

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: when it comes to getting what she wants, a true pirate seldom abides by the rules - and admiral kim taehyung is about to learn just how dirty you can play it.

or: you need taehyung to paint your portrait, and end up roping him in in more ways than one.

𝖆/𝖓: this is a stand-alone oneshot, but exists in the same universe as wintervale, which this story precedes. if you squint, you might be able to spot a slight crossover in characters. admittedly, this wasn’t meant to be nearly as long as it turned out (was aiming for one scene of steamy pirate sex and ended up with over 15k somehow?) but I really like it so I hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless. 

SERIES MASTERLIST: HERE

“You want me to what?”

The Admiral stands amidst the opulence of your quarters with his eyebrows raised in disbelief. As the flickering light from the overhead chandelier catches in the hollows of his cheekbones, you cannot help but give pause to admire him - it is not often you play host to such distinguished guests in your quarters, let alone a man so virile and handsome. He looks positively devilish in his crisp naval uniform, arms folded across a broad chest as he leans back against your dining table, and this fact alone is enough to make you want to ruin him. It would not be the first time a man of such high status had lost his dignity before you.

“I believe you heard me, Admiral,” you repeat, leaning back in your chair with your chin tilted upwards as you regard him. “And if you care for the wellbeing of your men - all of whom are currently tied up across my deck, if memory serves - then you will comply.”

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