Nefarious : Yandere!Taekook

Nefarious : Yandere!Taekook

Nefarious meaning: wicked or criminal

Summary: You’ve been being followed for months and you decide to take matters into your own hands. What you get is not what you expect: not one, but two men have been following you. And although you’d once seen your phantom protector as maybe a gentleman just making sure you get home every night, you realize that this fantasy couldn’t be farther from the truth. the men who follow you are dangerous, and now you’ve invited them in.

Word Count: 7.4k

Pairing: Yandere!Tae x sub!reader x Yandere!Jungkook

Genre/Rating: 18+, smut, Yandere

Warnings: threesome, double penetration, oral m/f receiving/giving, fingering, overstim, insinuation of murder, marking, biting, choking, gagging, breath play, semi-knife play, spanking, jealousy, obsession, rough sex, cumplay, dirty talk, slight degradation/praising, stalking, Dom!Tae, Dom!Jungkook, Sub!reader. 

A/N: This is a work of fiction, it describes Tae and JK being very obsessive and has Yandere themes such as stalking. Please read at your own risk, this has been a warning.

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You’d caught glimpses of the man a few times: his reflection in a store window as he mirrored you on the other side of the street, staying back a few steps as opposed to parallel with you. You’d seen his lean frame as he moved through the crowd of your university cafeteria, close but not too close. 

At first, you’d hardly noticed him, until one night when you’d been walking home and you’d heard him close behind you, closer than ever before. It had been a cold night, and you hadn’t been in the best part of town. His closeness had made you walk faster, and he’d matched your speed, but as you turned onto your street, your apartment in view, he’d suddenly disappeared like some sort of phantom.

That night, still buzzing from the near encounter, something inside of you had told you he didn’t want to hurt you. He almost gave off a vibe that felt protective, and you’d convinced yourself that he’d been walking closer precisely because it had been a dangerous part of town and dark out. 

After that, you’d kept your eye out for him. And any time you knew he was near, something inside of you felt a little bit warmer. He usually wore a mask, the black fabric covering at least two-thirds of his face, and it had taken you two months to even figure out that’s what was on his face from the brief glimpses you’d had of him.

You wondered when he’d approach you. Wondered if he ever would. Or maybe, he’d just stop, leaving as suddenly as he had appeared. 

After a study session with a friend, you were walking home when she grabbed your arm, “I think someone’s following us.” she whispered in your ear.

“Oh it’s just-” you began to explain, when you realized how odd it would sound. ‘Yeah, that’s just my stalker, he’s been following me for a few months, but I don’t think he’ll hurt us.’ 

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fuck me better (m) | jjk, kth

pairing: jungkook x reader ft. taehyung x reader

summary: jungkook isn’t happy when he finds out he’s eating someone else’s cum out of you // taehyung is tired of seeing you fall for jungkook’s games

genre: smut, pwp, oneshot, slight angst, fwb!au, f2l!au, fuckboy!jungkook, bestfriend!jungkook,  fuckbuddy!taehyung college!au

wordcount: 3.1k

warnings: explicit smut, unprotected sex, coercion, manipulation, jealous!jungkook, possessive themes, sloppy seconds, jungkook eats you out but taehyung came inside you first so idk is that cum play, rough sex, major degradation, spanking, choking, jungkook spits on you, breast play, oral, toxic relationship!!!, hate sex kinda, needy!jungkook, dom!jungkook, sweet!taehyung, bigdick!taehyung, praise, taehyungs HANDS. sorry. ehm. sex while intoxicated, mentions of alcohol 

a/n: this is a ~drabble~ from the fuck me forever au. it can be read as a standalone, but makes more sense if you read that so you can understand this jungkook. he’s…something. s/o to this anon for the idea, hope you like it ;)

“Baby…ohh fuck” Tilting your head back, you watched Taehyung’s beautiful, slender hands travel over your trembling chest. His touch was scalding, delicately wrapping his fingers around your throat. Thumbs pressing against your jaw as he looked at you, eyes dark with desire. Sweat painted his forehead as he flipped his hair back, before lowering back to you. Eyelashes brushing against your forehead as his nose nudged against yours.

The room was filled with surreal sighs, desperate moans and the intoxicating scent of sex. The roll of his hips, slow and deep. Your legs snug around his torso, hands combing through his hair, letting him know how much you adored every move he made. 

“You like that?” He growled, baritone voice vibrating against you as he gave a tight thrust, causing the bed beneath you to creak. You loved the feeling of him inside you, his large size was painful but stretched you out so good. You wanted to feel him deeper—wanted him to tear you apart.

“Y-you’re so big” You gasped, words flying out of your mouth before you could stop them. Your mind was numb. Hounded by the pleasure that overwhelmed your every nerve. Taehyung nuzzled into your neck, chuckling slightly at your comment.

“Yeah baby?” The hint of cockiness in his voice made you surge with wetness. He pressed his lips behind your shoulder, a sweet spot for you, causing you to sigh loudly in bliss. He was so incredibly close, but still wanted to feel you even closer. He wanted to be consumed by you—your scent, your body, your everything. 

“You can take it can’t you? So good for me” He sighed, moving his lips behind your ear, kissing you softly as he picked up his pace, chasing a high he was trying so badly to suppress. “You’re gorgeous. So fucking beautiful”

He meant every word, and you could tell. You pursed your lips, holding back the desperate scream you wanted to let out, suffocated by his praise as he fucked into you hard. Your breath hitching every time he pushed you closer and closer to the head of your bed. Making sure you could feel every inch he had to give as he came inside you, filling you to the brim.

Your lips found one another, eyes falling shut as you shared an intimate kiss. Taehyung stilled, pulling away to admire your face “Y/n” He whispered, a small smile on his face. It was still unreal to him. The fact you of all people were beneath him like this. His friends would kill to be in his situation—a fact he was well aware of. Even so, he had no intention to kiss & tell, content with wrapping his arms around you and holding you close.

You had been straight with him, you had no intention of starting a relationship. And Taehyung knew exactly why—because you were hung up on a certain good for nothing, insecure fuckboy who you claimed to be your best friend. Jeon Jungkook. He hoped over time he could show you that you deserved so much more. It’s for this reason he fucked you like a lover, despite knowing deep down that to you, he would never be one.

“I-I just can’t even fucking believe that you’re—“

Taehyung’s confession was interrupted by a loud BANG on the door. “Y/n!” Taehyung hissed, rolling his eyes at the sound of Jungkook’s whiny voice cutting clean through the beautiful tension that had formed between the two of you. “Y/n please open up!”

Taehyung could see the guilt in your eyes as you pushed him off of you, pressing a finger to your lips “Shit. Taehyung, I’m so sorry. Do you mind hiding for a bit? I’ll get him to leave but if he sees you here…” Taehyung wanted to scowl. If he sees me here then what?

“Y/nnn pleaseeee” The banging persisted, and the slur in Jungkook’s voice confirmed Taehyung’s suspicions. The boy was drunk. Of course. “I’m so sorry. You know I am. Please let me in…I love you baby please” Quickly you guided Taehyung into your closet, where he grabbed your wrist, yanking you into his chest so he could leave you with a chaste kiss.

“Don’t” He urged you, hoping—wishing you would just give up on him. “Don’t answer” 

But he knew his request was in vain. “I can’t just leave him there” You threw on an oversized shirt, barely covering your ass before sliding the closet door shut. Your legs trembled, sore still as you made your way to let Jungkook in.

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firelight

🔸 synopsis: there’s history between yn and jimin. some good, some (okay, a lot) bad. the only problem is, there should never have been any ‘history’ to begin with. not when they’re supposed to be family.

🔸 genre: fluff, angst, explicit, forbidden love au

🔸 warnings: cursing, cheating, pseudo-incest (they’re step-siblings), you’re meant to hate the main characters fyi

🔸 word count: 4.8k

🔸 author’s note: writing this pushed me out of my comfort zone, but i’m glad i did it. please let me know what you think of this. i’m genuinely losing my desire to share fics on here lol. happy reading~!! :]

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i promise.

summary:  running into your ex-boyfriend, namjoon, stirs a lot of feelings inside of you, moving you to give your husband, yoongi, the full reason why that relationship ended pairing: (past) kim namjoon x reader | min yoongi x reader genre: exes reunion, angst, bit of fluff rating: PG word count: 5.1k tags/warnings: mentions infertility, heavy conversations surrounding infertility, heavy angst, a lot of crying, a slip of the tongue that could be triggering, sfw intimacy that alludes to but does not describe anything physical, there is fluff i promise but if any of these topics are triggering for you, please dni

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafted fics for quite some time. for the sake of story progression, the italicized conversation between reader and namjoon could be considered a general plot hole. it is very emotional but i really love this fic. i know i don’t need to explain my writing process but i remember when i wrote the emotion into this story and how much it eased my pain back then, so i hope if nothing else, it can just feel like a hug of sorts. please be sure to read warnings before proceeding.

The toe of your shoes crease when you stretch upwards, fully extending your fingers and singing a silent victory song when the tips of your fingers touch the box. You pull it forward three times but to no avail.

“I don’t understand why they put things so high up,” a male’s deep voice suddenly appears next to you followed with it is a long arm, his hand grabbing the box with ease before bringing it down for you, “here you go-“

You laugh, ease finding its way back into your body before looking up at the kind Samaritan, “thank you-“

But it isn’t long before you tense up again at first sight of the man.

“Namjoon-“ your breath escapes you and with it goes the box tumbling from your Gumby-like hands, “oh my gosh-“

Both tumble forward to save the item before it can connect with the ground. Ultimately it lands in his hands, though he is just as shaken as you.

“Namjoon-“ you repeat his name followed with a suffocating breath, all of it lodging in your throat.

“H-hello,” he finally blinks, clenching the box between his hands as your name tumbles out of his mouth.

At the sound of your name you scan the narrow aisle for any onlookers, your mind taunting you that everyone is aware you’ve unexpectedly run into your ex-boyfriend.

You move your cart to the side to allow another shopper to pass through the aisle. An awkward exchange is made between the two who are no longer mere strangers, finally securing the item in your basket.

“Thank you a-again,” you stutter, keeping one hand on the cart handle and wringing it around, “I’m so sorry-“ a breathy laugh manages to slip through your lips.

Namjoon scurries for a topic noting your nervousness while trying to keep his at bay.

“I suppose this isn’t the scenario you saw yourself in if we ever did see each other again-” he curses at himself, “not that I imagined this either.“

You struggle to find his eyes, choosing a place next to his head when you finally gather yourself enough to form a coherent sentence, “no-no it certainly isn’t.”

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[18+] Combative

Summary: Fuck Jungkook or die. That’s it. That’s the story.  

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Assassins AU, porn without plot, friends to enemies to enemies, fuck or die, aliens (seokjin) made us do it, edging, oral sex, multiple x10 orgasms, mild size kink, mild corruption kink, superhuman sex toys, overstimulation, mean!jjk, softdom!jjk

Word count: 6.2k yeah that’s right 6k of pwp, TAKE ME TO COURT I’M READY 

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One hot summer, somewhere in Barcelona, Black Ops Agent Jeon Jungkook is about to put a bullet in your leg when he: 

flips his motorbike over a stubborn cobblestone, and

goes careening into a fruit stall, and 

rips through the storefront tarp, thus 

tumbling through some bizarre interspatial portal into a foreign vessel… because, apparently, karma said so.

“Welcome, human male. My name is Seokjin,” a lilac-haired, dual-antennae alien greets, hovering over Jungkook with a put-upon smile. “We shall wait for human female before commencing.”

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I love you slowwwww much!

Author note: In case If you’re wondering. Yes, the sloth hybrid JK idea comes from the ’run bts’ episode when they dubbed Zootopia. I like writing about unusual hybrid breeds so I wanted to give this a go I hope you guys will like it as well!

Pairing ‹sloth hybrid! jeongguk x reader›

Genre ‹hybrid, fluff, smut, angst, strangers to lovers›

Summary ‹Your roommate’s hybrid always nags you about a playmate while your roommate complains about you being alone all the time in your room so you kill two birds with one stone and get a companion.›

Warnings ‹exotic/rare hybrid, inexperienced owner! reader, hybrid stereotypes, adoption centre and adoption of an adult hybrid, roommate and best friend Namjoon and snake hybrid hoseok, smut, sub! jeongguk + soft dom! reader, foreplay, oral (f, m), unprotected sex (always be safe guys!), you do all the work honey, finger and cock riding, dirty talk, praising, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, blowjob, lots of cum, jk is a pillow prince, manhandling, face sitting›

Words ‹8.8k›

Do I have the urge to climb a tree and hang upside down from it? Absolutely yes but do you see me actually doing it? I don’t think so.

Your left eye cracks open when you hear a pan loudly hitting the kitchen floor and then silence. The perpetrator in the house probably tries to figure out if he frightened you awake yet or not by listening intently for any sign of noise in the form of a frustrated groan or a not so friendly curse word that usually follows once your clumsy roommate prepares his breakfast before work, 6 o’clock at sharp every damn morning on weekdays.

The apartment’s walls are thin but in turn, it was cheaper for you two to rent it, you didn’t think it was an issue before you learnt what it means to live with a clumsy Kim Namjoon as your flatmate. You never hated his office job more than these few days that you’re seriously deprived of sleep. You like to sleep till ten or twelve normally the hour depends on when you went to bed that day.

Your working hours are miles apart from each other that’s why you two make attempts to be considerate when the other tries to get a good night of sleep. Living with Namjoon is not bad, he’s not a messy person and remembers dates better than you that saved your life more than once in the past five years of living together. On the other hand, he’s a disaster walking on legs when it comes to anything else, especially in the kitchen.

You hear a low snicker that undoubtedly comes from Hoseok, your roommate’s hybrid. You could picture the frightened look in Namjoon’s dark eyes without having to see it for yourself. You can be a real bitch if you’re up before your alarm and it’s not to their advantage that you haven’t had your morning coffee either that comes to the second revelation Namjoon learnt from living with you for so long is that you’re not a person before your daily dose of caffeine. Unfortunately for him now you’re wide awake as you roll out of the human-sized blanket burrito.

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