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jungkook spanks you n fucks ur throat in his recording studio over those ripped jeans of his....... Please n Thank you!

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x gn!reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 1098

Warnings: making out, teasing, oral sex (male receiving), hair pulling, cursing, cum swallowing, jungkook in ripped jeans, this isn’t proof read, at all.

a/n: my lovely anon, I know you sent this in February. I know it’s May. I’m sorry. I’ll be more active soon, but until then, enjoy the image of jungkook in those ripped jeans (which i cant find a picture or gif of - please send me one if you have it ☹)

“I need to go, Kook.” You laughed softly, trying to peel his muscular arms away from your frame. “I’m not getting yelled at by Yoongi because of you, again.”

“Yoongi isn’t here,” He mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. His relaxed, soothing voice gave way to something you cannot help but describe as slightly whiney. Slightly. “You can’t leave me like this!”

A half hour prior, you had come to see your long-term boyfriend in his studio, after a few hours of him bugging you and continuously blowing up your phone. He usually became this clingy after a long week, something that had been happening way too often. So, to ease his conscience (and to give your phone a break from constantly being lit up with his messages), you snuck into the BigHit building, steering clear from any of the other members’ private spaces, knowing they would most probably snap at either you or Jungkook for ‘fraternising during working hours’ or something equally as boring.

Some way, somehow, an innocent farewell peck had turned into a full-blown make-out session, complete with a lusty-eyed Jungkook, not to mention his hardness pressing against your thigh as you straddled him.

“Quickie?” He suggested, his pout accentuated by his slightly puffy, pink lips. “I can get us both off and then you can leave.”

“Who said I was horny?” You teased, a giggle threatening to fall from your lips when you saw his exasperated features. “Maybe I’m just not in the mood, today.”

Even as you said it, you knew it was a lie – you were always in the mood when it comes to Jungkook – but if you agree to a ‘quickie’ you know you would probably spend the night in the studio, which sounds fun, but that couch definitely wouldn’t do great things for your back.

“Do you really not want to?” He inquired, trying to hide his fallen expression. “If you really need to leave, I can walk you to your car –”

“You’re going to walk out with this?” You murmured as a soft groan fell from his parted lips as you ever-so-slightly moved against his clothed erection. His hands came up to your hips, stilling your movements with a firm touch and clenched jaw.

“Don’t. Tease.” He ordered, trying to calm his heartrate, concentrating with closed eyes. “Let me walk you to your car –”

“Just let me get you off, then I’ll leave. I can’t let Jimin tease you again about being left with blue balls.” You mumbled, going from straddling his ripped-jean-clad, muscular thighs to kneeling on the floor. Before Jungkook could protest, you popped open the button on his jeans, mouth watering as you came face-to-face with his still clothed, throbbing erection.

“Baby, hold on…” He trailed off, trying not to squirm in his seat as you peeled off his jeans, his pale thighs coming into vision. Humming to get him to continue his train of thought, you pulled his underwear away just enough to free his length, then – without much thought –kitten licked the drooling precum that had beaded on the tip. A hiss left his parted lips, his hand automatically getting tangled in your hair.

“Hold on for?” You asked, using the continuously drooling precum to slowly pump his length.

“Not going to last long,” He muttered, doe eyes threatening to close from the pleasure being brought by the swift strokes of your hand. “It feels like I’ve been hard for hours.”

“Aww, poor horny little baby,” The teasing words fell out your mouth before you really had time to think about it. “Feel like you’re going to cum already?”

“Did I fucking say that?” He snapped, pulling on your hair slightly, making you slightly wince but mostly contributing to your suddenly painfully obvious arousal. Your hand faltered slightly; maybe you should have just had a quickie, allowing Jungkook to fuck you hard and fast bringing you both to your climaxes… He seems high strung enough to have you reeling from the snap of his hips.

Before you could say anything, the clock in his studio shone bright, reminding you that you really should have been home a long time ago.

“Fuck my mouth,” You begged, voice hoarse from your own arousal. “Please?”

Curses filled the air as he took in your request, pulling your warm, awaiting mouth over his cock. Jungkook cradled the back of your head firmly, but with a gentleness that reminded you that this was still your Jungkook.

Your tongue fell flat against the underside of his length, running up and down the sensitive flesh as he held you in place for a few seconds, just enjoying being sheathed in your mouth. His chest rapidly rose and fell, yet another tell-tale sign that he was indeed high-strung from being hard for way too long.

Using his free hand, he placed both of your much smaller hands over his thighs, tangling both his hands in your hair afterwards.

“Tap me if you need me to stop, okay?” He instructed, a slight crack in his voice as he struggled to maintain his façade. Humming in response to his request, you accidentally sent vibrations down his cock, jumpstarting his ascent to euphoria.

Holding your hot, wet mouth slightly above his length, he shallowly thrusted into your mouth before really sheathing himself into your throat. Groans and pants filled the air, surely notifying anyone withing the area that they probably should not come into this room.

“Fuck, Y/N, I’m so close.” He moaned, gripping your hair tighter as his climax approached. More curses and moans left his slightly swollen parted lips, giving you motivation to ignore the burning sensation in your lungs from lack of oxygen.

Small sounds of pleasure left him as he thrusted quicker into your mouth, soft mewls encouraging you to keep going despite the tears running down your cheeks, before he held you down onto his length as he spilled himself on your tongue.

Swallowing his load, you gave his softening length slow, timid licks and lingering kisses, making sure you swallowed every drop of his cum. Wincing slightly at the overstimulation, he leaned forward and kissed you, tasting his essence on your tongue.

superblood wolfmoon (prologue) | jjk

↣ pairing: alpha!jungkook x alpha!reader

↣ genre: angst, smut, werewolf!au

↣ rating: +18

↣ word count: 994

↣ chapter warnings: none

↣ playlist: bad moon rising - credence clearwater revival // eclipse - pink floyd // hysteria - muse // even flow - pearl jam

↣ summary: Strange images of bright red eyes haunt Jungkook's dreams, the restless feeling of something far greater looming on the horizon. He can't quite figure out what they mean, much less know who the eyes belong to, and why he feels like he's seen them before.

↣ notes: my first fantasy fic!! pls keep in mind that the inner workings of this world are based off of a/b/o and omegaverse tropes, but tweaked a bit to fit the premise of the story and the universe I've created. beta read by @thejooncrew. also this is my entry to this month's worldbuilding workshop by @btscreatorscorner

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Breathe in, breathe out.

Jungkook stomped his paws on the dirt as he ran. He could hear the crunch of dead leaves as he trod past, but now was no time to dwell on the little things -- he was being chased.

Chased by who?

He didn’t know. All he could feel was a lump in his throat, a burning sensation in his lungs. He’d been running for god knows how long, and no matter each turn he took, the view still was the same: the same dead trees over and over again, the same dry leaves on the ground, the same roots twisting under the tree trunks, like he was running on an infinite treadmill with no end in sight.

The sky was clear, and the sun setting on the horizon. The faster night fell, the colder it got. No matter how many autumns and winters passed, Jungkook could still not get used to the death of the forest, of the trees. He wanted his landscape to be evergreen, he wanted peace and quiet, he wanted the chirping of birds as he walked past, he wanted the shade the trees gave him.

But all that is must come to an end somehow.

Dread settled in his stomach, coursing through his veins. He ran faster. He was sure something was after him, but he wasn’t sure what. The stress of uncertainty scared him.

But I am an Alpha, he thought, Alphas can’t afford to be afraid.

He tried to shake the bad thoughts away. He was in danger, and he wouldn’t get out of this situation by whining about who he was. Winter is coming, and he needed to get out of this forest before night fell.

At some point, after much running, the leaves turned green, and the trees alive -- he reached a small clearing within the forest. The thick foliage separated this patch of land from the rest of the forest, with lush green grass, wildflowers, and a small pond right at the center. Moonlight graciously fell around the clearing uninterrupted, reflecting off of the clear pond and illuminating the space. He could make out a couple of fireflies swirling around as well.

Like the flip of a switch, Jungkook felt safe. As if all the weight he’d been carrying had been lifted off his shoulders. It might’ve been the peaceful aura coming from the clearing, but Jungkook wasn’t sure at all. What he knew was that, in here, he was safe from whatever was chasing him, and nothing could ever touch him.

He swallowed and felt his throat dry, so he walked closer to the pond. He could see the moon reflected clearly on the crystalline water -- providing him with a sense of calm and tranquility. And so, he drank from the pond.

Then, the snap of a twig alerted him. Something else is out there. And the feeling of dread returned tenfold. His instincts screamed at him to run, to get the hell out of there, but he soon found his paws to be rooted onto the ground, and he was rendered immobile.

Fear sent shivers down his spine. He was not alone, and whoever was out there was coming to get him. He somehow couldn’t see past the bushes and the trees that lined the limits of the clearing, as it was all dark and cold, but he could hear everything, from the crunch of dead leaves to the pace of another set of paws, to the snap of several twigs.

Another wolf had its sights on him. There was no wind, so he could make out its scent, they were too far away for him to know. Maybe it could’ve been a normal wolf, or a werewolf, one of his kind. But what was a lone werewolf doing in his territory?

The wolf circled the clearing while staying out of sight. He wasn’t sure the other wolf was aware he could sense their presence, but the rhythm of their steps told him that they were a predator, and he was their prey.

Jungkook felt fear like he’d never experienced. His heart throbbed wildly, and no matter how much he wanted to move, he was still rooted to the ground, unmoving, unwilling.

The sounds stopped, and everything turned to silence. There was no breeze, no sound other than the chirping of insects around him. Suspicious. His ears twitched, he tried detecting any other sound, any indication that the wolf was still out there, but nothing. Could they have disappeared? How was that even possible?

Could the wolf be waiting for him to think he was safe from the danger, just so they could attack when he least expected it? Or did the wolf just get bored from watching him drink from the pond and left? No, it had to be the first one. He’d usually stay still and wait for his prey to relax so he could go in for the kill.

What an irony for an alpha to become prey.

He tried to check his surroundings, but the fact that he couldn’t see what was beyond the borders of the clearing filled his chest with even more dread. What twisted game was this? Why couldn’t he smell the other wolf? Why couldn’t he see what lied beyond?

He heard the crunch of dead leaves again, this time coming from the front, and his head snapped towards the sound, but he still couldn’t move. He was too terrified to even consider running away and too stubborn to be a coward. What he saw next made his blood run cold.

A pair of bright, red eyes glowed menacingly in the dark, ominously analyzing his every move, never resting, never blinking.

His senses went into overdrive, and his instincts screamed at him to do something, but he just couldn’t budge, not when those dangerous eyes bore into his very soul, waiting until the perfect moment to attack.

unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, i cannot just “walk up and join the circle of people talking”, but it does sound lovely thank you

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tell me about naegleriasis

     Primary amoebic meningoencephalitis (PAM), also referred to as Naegleriais is a hemorrhagic infection of the central nervous system with a 95% fatality rate (1,5). Naegleriasis is caused by Naegleria Fowleri, a thermophilic and amphizoic amoeba that can be found in soil and freshwater in a free-living state. It has been observed infecting immunocompetent young adults and children (as compared to granulomatous amebic encephalitis, an infection caused by another amoeba that infects primarily immunocompromised hosts) prior to nasal aspiration of warm water via recreational activities such as diving, swimming, and water sports (2,5). Infection occurs when the amoeba travel through the olfactory nerves and cribriform plate, where they then enter the brain and cause extensive hemorrhaging and necrosis. Incubation of N. Fowleri may last from 2 to 15 days, while death usually occurs 3 to 10 days from the onset of symptoms (3,6).

     Naegleriasis may be difficult to identify (often only being formally diagnosed post-mortem) due to the fact that the symptoms present similarly to viral or bacterial meningitis and progression of PAM is rapid. Identification is often done via microscopic examination of patients cerebrospinal fluid, while post-mortem a hematoxylin and eosin staining of brain tissue is preformed (4.3). Symptoms of a Naegleriasis infection include a stiff neck, fever, nausea, vomiting, seizures, coma, and death (4).

     There does not appear to be an accurate notation of the current number of cases worldwide, but Naegleriasis cases have been identified in less than 16 different countries. Also, there are few survivors of Naegleriasis, with about 5 current survivors in North America alone (4,6). An interesting case of survival comes from a 78-year-old male patient, an atypical age group for presentation of PAM (1). There is no set treatment for the disease, as there have been no clinical trials to assess which treatments are most effective. The main drugs to treat Naegleriasis are amphotericin B and miconazole, as they were seen to be most effective against the amoebae during in vitro testing (4,5). Though, amphotericin B has side effects such as renal toxicity on patients (2). Also, with recent research showing that miltefosine may be effective against N. Fowleri  as well; the CDC has made miltefosine available per an on-need basis for treatment of infections caused by free-living amoeba including Balamuthia mandrillaris, N. fowleri, and Acanthamoeba species (2). Citations: (none of this is properly formatted because it’s tumblr sry) 1 Gautam, P., Sharma, S., Puri, S., Kumar, R., Midha, V., & Bansal, R. (2012,     January). A rare case of survival from primary amebic meningoencephalitis. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3338237/ 2. Grace, E., Asbill, S., & Virga, K. (2015, November). Naegleria fowleri: Pathogenesis, diagnosis, and treatment options. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4604384/ 3, Marciano-Cabral, F., & Cabral, G. (2007, November 01). Immune response to Naegleria fowleri amebae and pathogenesis of infection. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://academic.oup.com/femspd/article/51/2/243/888715 4. Primary Amebic Meningoencephalitis (PAM) - Naegleria fowleri. (2017, February 28). Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.cdc.gov/parasites/naegleria 5. Visvesvara, G. S. (2010, January). Free-Living Amebae as Opportunistic Agents of Human Disease. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.researchgate.net/publication/47554562_Free-Living_Amebae_as_Opportunistic_Agents_of_Human_Disease 6. Yoder, J., Eddy, B., Visvesvara, G., Capewell, L., & Beach, M. (2009, October 22). The epidemiology of primary amoebic meningoencephalitis in the USA, 1962–2008: Epidemiology & Infection. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.cambridge.org/core/journals/epidemiology-and-infection/article/epidemiology-of-primary-amoebic-meningoencephalitis-in-the-usa-19622008/1CADA8AB942359501CCD94BA032B4DF5

Heeyyyyyaaaa, could you plss do an angst JK fic where he’s Y/n’s husband and is unfaithful? I’m a sucker for angst hahaha

The emotional rollercoaster I went through imagining this scenario, jesus freaking christ, I'm almost tempted to make this a series

Pairing(s): King!Jungkook x Queen!OC (Name: Belle)

Rating: G | PG | M | R 18+

Type: Drabble | Oneshot | Two Parter | Series

Genre: Royal AU | Marriage AU

Tags & Warnings: infidelity, cheating, lots of crying and screaming, jungkook is something else dude, sexual references and sexually charged scenes (non-explicit), anGST

This is continued into a lil series so if you like, check out the next part! 

Summer mornings made Belle remember the year of her marriage. It made her happy before, recalling the memories of the handsome Prince Jungkook taking her hand in marriage. She was only a young, blushing princess who'd walk around in pink veils and look at the world with glittering eyes. They had so much time together. Jungkook would take her riding into the forest, they'd walk the gardens together or talk in front of the fire.

When Jungkook became King, those things became a luxury than a regular activity. Belle couldn't remember the last time she and Jungkook spent a day together without any interference. It wasn't possible but god was it needed.

Jungkook looked more tired and fell right to sleep every night. The more he listened to issues of the kingdom, the less he smiled for everyone's convenience.

The downward trail of the King, they said. Jungkook would eventually lose all sense of his true self to become embodiment of a feelingless monarch.

Feeling the heat against her skin, Belle decided to take matters into her own hands. Her duties would not begin until later in the afternoon and the hearing of the King must've ended once the sky was bright. Picking the skirt of her green dress, she made her way to the private room in the main castle where Jungkook would relax before moving onto other duties.

Perhaps they could go riding and postpone some duties. Or they could just stay in the private room like they used to on breaks. Her heart pounded in excitement, feeling like a young princess for a few seconds as she ran across the hallways to Jungkooks' private room.

"My love!" Belle called out gently as she opened the door. Her grin quickly dropped, stomach lurched and heart sunk into an endless pit.

All the naivety dissipated as she saw a creme dress and blonde hair, sitting on Jungkooks' lap, plump lips latching off his jawline when she heard Belle come in. Jungkook moved his hands off the girls' waist, hair messy over his eyes.

The girl flushed red and jumped off his lap, bowing pathetically and rushing out of the private room.

She let out a small shaky sigh, hand over her stomach; nauseated from the sight. "Why did you—"

Jungkook stood up and carefully walked towards her, his black shirt mostly opened to reveal his chest. "Belle..."

Belle shook her head, slamming the door shut. "You could've talked to me!" Eyes flooded with tears and her heart felt like it was being forced out of her chest. "I was sitting here for months thinking you were actually suffering and—" She leaned forward on the large wooden table as Jungkook inched closer.

"It was nothing serious—" Jungkook whispered in that same loving way. How tainted and dirty it sounded after what she just saw. He leaned his nose against her temple. "—my love—"

"Don't!" Belle pushed him away roughy. Her crown sliding off the side of her head, tears staining her cheeks and her breathing grew ragged. "Don't call me that and touch me when you still smell like her!" Her voice cracked.

Jungkook tightened his jaw, persisting to step closer. "I'm your husband."

"Mighty good one at that." Belle stepped back. "You drink, you never talk to me, you have your own chambers now, it's for fucking her, isn't it?" She gestured roughly to the door.

Jungkook almost towered over her. "No—"

"Don't lie to me! I've tried being a good wife and queen for you and your kingdom and you—" Belle pushed him further away again. "—go behind my back like common dog!"

Jungkook grabbed onto her hands this time, turning her around until his arm was locked around her body.

"Let me go!" Belle cried out.

"Shh..." Jungkook nudged his lips against her earlobe, another arm held over her chest to leave no distance between them. "Don't weep, please."

Belle only sobbed more, still trying to break away until her crown clanged on the table. Her curls hovered half her face. "Why—"

"I don't—I don't know why," Jungkook whispered. "Please, just don't cry." He buried her face against the crook of her neck.

Her breathing calmed for a moment as she softened into his hold. Jungkook took that second to kiss her neck.

Whether she was like this out of sheer exhaustion or actual peace was a debate to be had later. All Belle knew right now was no one was going to comfort her for something like this other than him. Her new Queenly duty.

Hold Me Close | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x (f.) Reader, ex Namjoon x Reader (ft. brother Jimin)

Genre/Tags: brother’s best friends au; (dash of) angst, fluff (sort of), smut

Warnings: foul language, feelings of insecurity, minor accident caused by inebriation, getting drunk, sexual content (oral, unprotected sex but be safe please!), JK has a hip tattoo and at some point has grey hair (18+)

Word count: 22k

Summary:  When Jimin hits a crisis, he enlists the help of his older sister - you - and his best friend, Jungkook, to put the pieces back again. That proves to be difficult when 1) Jimin’s a brat and a certified pain in the ass, and 2) Jungkook has grown and suddenly, you can’t keep your eyes off him.

A/N: I wanted to write something fun for a change and saw @ladyartemesia‘s brother’s best friend list and thought it would be a nice trope to explore because if there would be an ideal bratty younger brother, it would be Jimin. This was sooo much fun to write but also reminded me again of why I love my baby sister more than anyone in this world. Hope you all enjoy! 

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p&p | jjk masterlist

⛓️paired & pierced⛓️reader's pov✨smut✨

⛓️pairing: hotnerd!jungkook x popular!reader(f)

⛓️genre: smut, fluff, college!au

⛓️summary: When your professor assigns a collaborative midterm project, you’re paired up with Jeon Jungkook, the quiet grumpy smartass who keeps to himself and doesn’t fuck with popular kids like you. If you can win him over, he might give you a taste of the tatted and pierced body he’s carefully tucked away beneath those oversized hoodies.

⛓️word count: 5.3k

⛓️warnings: dom!jungkook, sub!reader, unprotected rough sex, daddy kink, good girl kink, she’s tight, he’s big, fingering, mutual masturbation, begging, edging, orgasm denial, cumshot, dick tattoo, not the soft jjk i usually write

⛓️paired & puppy-eyed⛓️jjk's pov

⛓️summary: When Jeon Jungkook agrees to be your partner for a class project, he doesn’t realize what that might escalate to until you show up at his door in a teeny-tiny crop top and cling to his tattooed arm like his naughty little kitten.

⛓️word count: 4.6k

⛓️warnings: dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, dirty talk, reader calls herself a sl*t one time, dick tattoo, many rounds of sex off screen😔

⛓️pastries & promises⛓️reader's pov

⛓️summary: After hooking up with the hot nerdy boy in your coding class over the weekend, you’ll use any excuse to keep his hands on your body all week long.

⛓️word count: 3k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, praise kink, dirty talk, oc is a horny lil brat, mention of getting wasted at parties, one instance of slut-shaming, oc makes an ignorant comment about earl grey tea lol, no explicit smut in this drabble

⛓️playboys & pancakes⛓️jjk's pov

⛓️summary: When your fuckboy model friend Park Jimin returns from Paris, Jungkook can't help but feel a little jealous and protective over you even though the two of you aren't technically dating yet.

⛓️word count: 2.6k

⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, dirty talk, oc is a lil brat, boy gets jealous🤭, soft cuddling, jimin is a tattooed fuckboy, no explicit smut in this drabble

if you guys have any specific things you want to see from the p&p couple, feel free to lmk and i might write a drabble for it if i have time!✨ here's a list of ideas for future drabbles✏️ also adding the teaser link here bc the amount of notes is memeable✨

candles & flames | jjk (m)

Summary: He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

➳ pairing:Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: enemies to lovers, royal!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so! they’re both royalty/high in society (gd should’ve called this ‘royals’), fuckboy jk, banter, past side character death mentioned, hints of fake dating but not really, angst!, the ending.., douchebag jk at times, crying, guilt, jk is sus too, bits of jealousy, society sucks, explicit sexual content: carriage shenanigans, sexual tension, fingering, oral (m. & f. receiving), mouth fucking, spit stuff?, manhandling, spanking, dry humping, dirty talk, angry foreplay but things get softer, he comes in her mouth <3, they’re hiding during all that <3 ➳ wc: 24.6k 😐 ➳ a/n: sooo. i love e2l and regency aus, but i haven’t written much/any of those, so they’re not my strongest suit. but hopefully y’all will still enjoy reading it, bc i did enjoy writing it. it’s just the beginning hehe <3 this entirely new genre/trope took some brainpower lmao so i’d love if you dropped by and told me what you think !! 🤍 

TAGLIST | MASTERLIST | WIPs

Jeon Jungkook’s sincerity doesn’t run as deep as his undeniable beauty.

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