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i have suddenly become obsessed with a theme that HoO established but never proceeded to extrapolate on, which is:
You are Percy Jackson, and you have been swapped with a boy who was allegedly everyone's favorite person, but they have decided to replace him with you. They just met you. You stand next to his best friend and the people he's known his entire life. In his home. In his cloak. In his place. They stopped looking for him.
You are Jason Grace, and you have just found out you have a long lost sister who completely replaced you in her life with this girl you just met. Your lives and personalities are mirrors. She is you, living the life you were robbed of.
You are Annabeth Chase, and you have just become starkly aware that you have been inhabiting the void left behind by your best friend's long lost brother. You and Luke were just replacements for him. Now you have to look him in the eyes when he has nothing and know you took that life from him.
You are Piper McLean, and you have just found out your relationship is fake and built entirely on the memories of Annabeth Chase. You have been given a boyfriend when hers has been taken away. You have no idea how much of it is real or not but regardless you feel like if your relationship isn't exactly in their image that you have failed.
You are Leo Valdez, and you have just learned that you are the echo of your great-grandfather. You are not your own person. You just exist to be a mirror of him. A doppelganger. An actor and stunt double facing all the danger he never had to but wearing his face. To be there for his best friend decades later simply because he couldn't. You are playing a role. A seventh wheel and a pawn for a goddess who carefully sculpted your entire life for her own purposes.
You are Hazel Levesque, and the only reason you are alive is because your brother couldn't save your his sister. You are a consolation prize. An apology. Your existence here is misplaced in every way but you inhabit it anyways.
You are Frank Zhang, and you are a shapeshifter. Inhabiting your own body feels strange and clumsy when you could be literally anything at any time. You are anything and everything and live your life with the simple certainty of knowing exactly how you will die.
POV, you're Barney, talking about aliens as you ride the tram back to Gordon's place after work to watch movies.
Buzzed (Part Two)
Disclaimers: I did not create the gorgeous edits in my header, but I did edit them together into the frames, add my title, and my name. Credit for these amazing edits (from left to right) go to @jixio, @yeonkiminsgirl, and @kookbite. I did not touch their edits in any way, and their watermarks are intact. Please check them out, they do great work.
Age Recommendation: 21+ (Not just a recommendation, kuties!)
Genre: Bartender AU w/ Jungkook, Angst, Smut
Warnings: Mentions of consumption of alcohol, swears (duh), Jungkook taking his damn time, making out, dom JK if you squint, hickey giving/receiving, breast play, oral (f. receiving) on the FLOOR (dId ShE vAcUuM tHo), no penetrative sex tho! Saving that for later.
Word Count: 1.6k
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Buzzed (Jungkook One-Shot, Smut, Angst) Part Two
As I led Jungkook up to my apartment, I realized just how light I felt. Maybe things would be okay. After all, I had a smokin’ hot guy ready to fuck me into oblivion with a glimmer of hope for more. Between the way this day started and the way it was going to end, I began to realize that maybe my break-up wasn’t a bad thing. What’s that saying again? One door closes, and another one opens?
And boy, was this door definitely opening. Jungkook couldn’t even wait to begin, sliding his large hands up and down my thighs and over my ass, pressing himself into me as I unlocked the door. Anticipation shot shivers through my skin, raising goosebumps and causing a rush that had nothing to do with the alcohol I consumed earlier. I sighed into his touch, enjoying the way his nimble fingers played with the hem of my shirt, grazing over the skin of my navel. “Stop,” I giggled. “That tickles.”
With a smirk, Jungkook did no such thing, continuing to tickle my waist even as we stumbled through the door. I laughed harder, swatting his hands away, his grin growing wider and wider until it practically filled the room.
We fell onto the couch, and the tension in the air switched over from lighthearted fun to something more sensual. Jungkook just looked at me for a moment, brushing my bangs away from my face, his dark eyes wide and bright as he looked up and down my face. “What’re you looking at?” I murmured.
“You,” he replied simply.
He stroked his forefinger down the skin of my cheek, making me swallow hard. “What about me?” I whispered.
Jungkook looked straight into my eyes with his, prying my soul open with every second his stare bore into me. His tongue darted out of his mouth, momentarily distracting me with the way it prodded that perfect cupid’s bow. I looked back up, his pupils blowing as my gaze snagged back onto his eyes. So slowly I almost didn’t realize what was happening, Jungkook’s eyelids fluttered shut and he leaned in, pressing his lips to mine with an intensity that made my head spin.
His kisses started off slow and sensual, his tongue erotically slipping in and out of my mouth. I tasted the spice of whiskey and moaned. He broke apart from me to let out a cocky chuckle. “Good girl,” he murmured, leaning back in and devouring my mouth with his.
The sound of his lips colliding with mine combined with his deep, approving grunts was making me feel some type of way. I suddenly became very aware of the way his body fit in between my legs, the way a couple layers of clothing were the only things separating us, and the way moisture seeped into my panties at the thought of what was to come.
As if he could smell my arousal, Jungkook let out a growl and ramped things up by feverishly pressing hard kisses to my lips, each one getting more and more sloppy as his tongue worked wonders. I came into this feeling mostly sober, but now I was sure I was drunk again.
I grabbed onto the collar of his leather jacket, practically ripping it from his shoulders. Jungkook complied, tossing it onto the floor behind us. The thin, white shirt he had on underneath followed, and I ran my hands all over his newly naked torso, appreciating the muscles that rippled up and down his sinful body. Jungkook stopped ravaging my lips only to nip at the skin of my neck, leaving behind red stains that I knew would fade to a nice, dark purple.
His fingers once again played with the hem of my shirt, raising it above my navel, and I shuddered with pleasure as the bare skin of his stomach touched mine. Jungkook let up wreaking havoc on my previously flawless skin only to raise the shirt over my head and toss it next to where his leather jacket lay. With a heaving chest, he looked me up and down, his dark eyes catching on the curve of my breasts. “Take it off,” he ordered.
Slowly, teasingly, I reached behind me and unclipped my bra. Dragging the straps tantalizingly down the skin of my shoulders, I smirked as his mouth parted open and his pupils widened once more. I held the fabric over my body for a tense few seconds before finally letting it drop to the floor.
Jungkook closed his mouth and swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. “Fuck,” he groaned. “This is what you were hiding underneath those clothes, and that asshole still let you go?”
He shook his head in disbelief. “I don’t know any guy in their right mind who would choose some bitch over this fine-ass body.”
As he spoke, he stepped close and cupped my breasts before gently tweaking my nipples, causing me to throw my head back and groan from the pleasure he was inciting. “That’s right, sweetheart,” he murmured, an approving smirk sliding across his lips. “Moan for me.”
Jungkook’s hands slid downward, and his fingers slipped through the belt loops of my jeans before he yanked me close. My skin ran flush against his skin, my breasts pressing into his pectorals as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me once more, his tongue feverishly invading my cavern with an unstoppable force. In turn, I also wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close as possible… Yet, I still wanted more.
In one swift, bold move, I dropped to my knees and began fiddling with the button on his jeans. “Uh uh, sweetie,” Jungkook scolded, dropping to his knees as well. “You can suck my dick any other time, but tonight? Tonight is all about you.”
I nearly whined at his denial, but stopped when I saw the look in his eyes. Obediently, I lay on my back, the carpet itching the sensitive skin of my back. Jungkook skillfully popped open the button on my jeans before leaning down and kissing my breasts. His tongue laved at my right nipple as he squeezed and pulled at my left with practiced fingers. Continuing his ministrations down to my navel, Jungkook flicked his tongue over my belly button, making my breath hitch in my throat.
He finally reached my jeans, and I propped myself up on my elbows, curious as to what he would do next. What I didn’t expect was for Jungkook to take my zipper between his perfect, white teeth and drag it downwards, drawing out a loud moan from between my lips, his eyes never leaving mine. He chuckled softly at my reaction. “You like that, sweetheart?”
I could do nothing but nod, my ability to speak impaired by the aching need between my thighs. Grasping the hem of my jeans, Jungkook slid them off me, taking his time with each inch of fabric, relishing in the way I gasped when my skin finally met air. He dragged a finger between my legs, over my folds, and showed me the slick moisture he gathered. “I haven’t even taken off your panties yet and you’re this wet for me,” he said. “Imagine how you’ll be when I get around to fucking you.”
Even more moisture dripped out of me at his words. Deciding he teased me long enough, Jungkook tore the panties from my body and buried his face in my folds. I gasped and moaned, he groaned in response, and the wet sounds his tongue made as it fucked my hole caused fluid to practically gush out of me. “Tastes so good,” he growled before delving back in. This time, his tongue swirled around my clit while his middle finger pushed in and out of me, curling up to hit just the right spot.
“Oh god!” I gasped, arching my back. “Jungkook, I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
He merely groaned and finger-fucked me faster, his tongue flicking over my clit so fast it was almost painful. I came all over his face, my cum painting his cheeks as ripples of pleasure shuddered through my body. My moans became wails as my muscles continued contracting, Jungkook’s masterful tongue not stopping until I collapsed backwards, all my strength leaving me entirely.
Jungkook lay next to me, sucking on his fingers and running his tongue around his arousal-coated lips. “You came so hard,” he said, surprise tinging his voice.
“Well,” I chuckled, my breath still coming out more as wheezes. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had good sex.”
“What do you mean?”
I grew quiet for a moment before answering. “Obviously my ex was getting his jollies elsewhere, so we hadn’t had sex for months.”
Jungkook scoffed. “Wow. What a scumbag.”
“Indeed.”
Before the moment grew too awkward, I rolled over and kissed him softly. “Then again,” I murmured. “The sex was never nearly as good as what you just did.”
Jungkook chuckled and clambered on top of me again, kneeing apart my thighs to rest his body between them before kissing me deeply then pulling back. “You ready for round two?” he asked, one of his eyebrows cocked.
My eyes widened. “R-Round two?”
Jungkook smirked. “Oh, baby… I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.”
The male pufferfish tries to impress potential mates with his masterpiece. Source: BBC Earth
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Game Jolt is holding a FNaF Turns 10 event on August 8, 2024!
(Source: https://gamejolt.com/p/our-celebration-of-fnaf-s-10th-anniversary-begins-next-week-f-cyczqk9z)
