Buttercup (JJK Imagine)

Buttercup (JJK Imagine)

Hey Guys! My name is Amanda and this is my first ever imagine :) I hope you guys like it. This is my own writing so please don’t steal it. Like, follow, and reblog for more! Have a good day and be the best you that you can be!

Genre: Angst, fwb!au

Word Count: 804 words

Warnings: swearing, light smut, mentions of sex, heavy sexual tension, angst to the max, mentions of toxic relationship, fwb relationship.

Summary: In which Y/N and Jungkook attempt and fail miserably at maintaining their “no feelings attached” agreement.

Alternatively, Y/N and Jungkook are Friends with Benefits but Y/N fears commitment and both are undeniably falling in love with each other. 

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  The overpowering slam of the car door cut through the deafening sounds of the pitter-pattering rain on the street’s tar. The car rocked a bit as I plopped myself down on the leather seat. My eyes squeezed shut, I could feel the look. The eyes. I could feel him. The sounds of the pitter-pattering rain of the outside world danced with the low-volume radio, playing “Build Me Up Buttercup” by the Foundations. Ironic, such a cheery song for such a gloomy day. Inhaling oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide cluttered my focus, the other two sounds fading into the background. The occasional drop of water landing on the leather seat from my drenched mess of hair; the hair that I kept covering my face, shying away - no, hiding - from that stare. 

  “I went to the door, I can’t take anymore.” The music played.  

  “We need to stop doing this.” My voice tore through the smooth almost-silence like a dull and rigid knife. He sighed, trailing his eyes away from my figure and to the raindrops, racing down his windshield. My eyes fluttered open, not straying away from my lap, “I’m serious. We need to stop, It’s dangerous.”

  Jungkook huffed out a mocking laugh, “Dangerous? Tell me, darling. What about this is dangerous?” I flinched at the bitter that laced his tone. 

  “One of us is going to catch feelings, and that can't happen.” My mouth said one thing, but my mind was screaming another. He stayed silent. He knew. I knew. We both knew that the inevitable was coming, or that it had already started. “I mean it, we need to stop doing this.” My voice wavered. I didn’t want to stop. He was an addiction, and I was an addict. 

  “Baby baby try to find a little time and I’ll make you mine.”

  He turned his head sharply to look at me. His hand forcefully grabbed my chin and forced my head to face him. I shut my eyes, as tears started falling out. “Look at me.” He said firmly. The time seemed to go by slowly as my eyes fluttered open and I looked into his doe-like brown eyes. He used his thumb to wipe a tear off my cheek, “You know you don’t want to stop. I know I don’t want to stop.”

  “But-” I tried to argue.

  “Shut up. I’m tired of arguing over this. We are both way too deep into this, god dammit. I find myself thinking about you every second of the day, I find myself looking forward to all of these little meetings we have going on, I try and I try but I can’t seem to get you out of my head! You can try to convince me that you don’t feel the same way but I won’t ever believe it because for some reason, you keep coming back! Just like how I keep texting you!” He gradually started screaming, the fire in his eyes igniting. 

  I flinched away at his voice, but I narrowed my eyes. “You are so fucking selfish! You don’t give a damn about my feelings in this matter, all you see is someone who you can use for your own personal pleasure. I’m a fucking slave to you, you don’t give a shit!” I screamed back. 

  “It’s too late now, darling. As far as I’m guessing, you caught feelings too. But you keep trying to deny it because you’re scared of commitment.” He said, sneering at the word darling and pouted at the word scared, mocking clear in his tone.  

  My heart dropped into my stomach. He knew. The inevitable had already started. Everything turned red, letters were being forced up my throat and they finally formed at the mouth, “Fuck you!” I screamed, without having any other comeback.

  “Why do you build me up buttercup, baby, just to let me down, and mess me around.”

  He grabbed my face with both hands and smashed his lips onto mine. My eyes seemed to close without me telling them to, and my body had a mind of its own, dancing along with his. The warning signals and the code red’s in my head all became fuzzy. I could no longer think straight. So I did the only thing a person could do in the moment. I gave in. He pulled us into the backseat, our lips dancing together as we started undressing and releasing all the tension inside the car. He was an addiction, and I was an addict. I was a slave to his every touch and whisper. He had me wrapped around his finger, and he knew it. That very first moment so long ago that I sat in his car, I had already set my fate and became a goner.

  “So build me up, buttercup, don’t break my heart.”

The “Can’t Win an Episode of Run” line.

WHAT LINE IS THIS??!

Damsel (KTH)

I’m not gonna lie, this is probably the worst thing I have ever written. I’ve been so busy with work but I promise you that the next ones won’t be so bad. It’s also hard to find inspiration these days so if you wanna send in requests for BTS members, it would be helpful. This is kind of a short one. Also, would you guys be interested in my other non-BTS writing? Let me know ;) Heart it, reblog it, and follow me if you like it, love you all! Stay safe and borahae <3 

Genre: Stranger to lovers!au

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 944

Warnings: stalking, swearing, mentions of weapons, flirting, bad writing and no editing

Summary: Does fate exist? Maybe. If it does then it has one twisted way of bringing you and Taehyung together, the man that had to save you even though you two have never met a day in your life. 

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  You held out your phone, opening the camera and flipping it to face you. You pretended to look at your appearance, making sure it looked okay. That’s what it would hopefully look like to the man who had been following you for a few blocks now, a black hoodie covering their face, baggy jeans, and boots. However you were glancing in the camera, angling at a position to see if he was still behind you. He was. 

  He had been following you for five minutes, keeping a distance away. You don’t know if he was dumb enough to think you wouldn’t notice, seeing as there aren’t that many people on this street or if he was just daring enough. Either way you didn’t know if you could fight him with the pepper spray you had on your key chain or if he was too dangerous and had a weapon. You didn’t wanna take that chance. And it’s not like you’re being irresponsible walking out and about the streets at some ungodly hour of the night. It was merely 6pm, maybe 6:30 at the latest. The sun was still shining, it being golden hour. 

  ‘What to do, Y/n. What should I do.’ You kept walking at a faster pace than normal while you panicked inside of your head. You looked around at your surroundings. No alleyways to escape into and use your pepper spray, a family of 3 were walking on the opposite side of the street but you didn’t wanna bring possible danger to the toddler and her two parents. None of your friends had answered your calls and you were scared. Terrified, to say the least. 

   ‘This is it. I’m gonna die. I’m going to be kidnapped and be just another one of those faces on the missing persons descriptions on milk cartons. My mother will never see her child again.’ It was in the midst of your frantic thinking that your unbeknownst savior walked around the corner. You decided that this male, who you thought looked safe enough, was worth the chance of getting you to safety. 

  You sped walked up to him shouting, “Babe! There you are, I’ve been calling you for minutes now! Lets go get dinner or something.” You walked into his arms, pulling him into a hug despite the surprised and confused look on his face. You leaned up to his ear to whisper, “Please help me, this man has been following me for blocks now.”

  The man relaxed in your hold, giving a fleeting glance to the shady figure a few meters back before saying loudly, “I’m sorry, darling. My phone is on silent. Where do you wanna eat?”

  You visibly relaxed although you could still sense your stalker behind you, watching this unexpected encounter. “Oh nothing fancy, lets go to McDonalds or something.” You stated, hopefully loud enough for him to hear. 

  Your savior nodded, putting an arm around your shoulders and turning around to walk to the nearest McDonald's, which was only a few blocks away. As you were walking, you noticed how natural and how composed this man was. ‘He’s a good actor’ you thought. It almost seemed natural to lean into his side, whether it be to continue this couple act or because you wanted to was not clear to yourself, but hopefully it convinced your follower that you were dating this man who had his arm around you.

  Thankfully, McDonald's was pretty busy. Busy. That meant people. Witnesses. In case your follower was psychotic enough to try to do anything in front of them. Thankfully, he wasn’t. He let out a small swear and turned around, walking in the other direction. He had given up. Once you glanced around in the line for food and didn’t see him, you let out a relieved sigh and moved away from the man who had saved you. As you two stood in line, you got to look at him. He was attractive. Long legs, built chest, biceps seemed large from what you could tell. His face though, was even prettier. He had a roundish face, puppy eyes, and plump lips. He had slightly messy and curly hair that fit him perfectly. You looked at him from head to two and god damn did this man have a great fashion sense, if the Gucci belt on his waist had anything to say. 

  You two received your order of nuggets and went to sit down. 

  You looked at him with a small smile, “Thank you so much…” You trailed off, realizing you didn’t even know this man’s name.

  “Taehyung,” He smiled back, “and don’t worry about it. Just doing my manly duties and saving a damsel in distress.” He winked playfully at you. 

  You giggled while dipping a nugget in sauce, “Well I’m definitely a damsel and I was definitely in distress,” You joked before your smile faded a bit, “But seriously though, if you hadn’t helped me, I don’t even want to think what could have happened to me.” You took a bite of your nugget.

  He shrugged, “Of course, it was no trouble, really. Plus, now I’m here on a dinner date with you. Happy ending.” 

  Your cheeks turned pink, “Yeah, I guess so.”

  He smirked at you, “How about you pay me back for my oh so dutiful kindness with a proper date, m’lady?” 

  You laughed at his ridiculous language and nodded, “Of course, Sir Knight.” 

  You ended up giving Taehyung your number before he dropped you off at your apartment. If fate existed, then it had one twisted way of bringing you and Taehyung together. But you were glad that it did. 

Baby ❤️

just a cutie at the airport

jjk; series recs

MASTERLIST

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Fatal Attraction by  jungcock

Chapter:  01 |  02 |  03 | 04 | 05   [Ongoing]

Genre:  thriller, angst, smut

I Got You On My Mind by bangtanbombimagines

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |  [Complete]

Genre: soulmate!au, angst, fuckboy!jungkook

Wanted by  seokkbuns

Chapters:  01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 [m] | [Complete]

Genre: space au, alien au, fluff, smut

College Pen Pal AU by  lovelyyyoongi

Chapters: [part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12] [part 13] [part 14:END]  [Complete]

Genre: college au, penpal au, text scenario

Cardiovascular Palpitations by  hayjeon

Chapters: Part 1 | Part 2 | [Complete]

Genre: friends with benefits, surgeon!au, doctors, smut, fluff

I Won’t Stop You by  imsarabum

Chapters:  Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6// Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // Part 21 // Part 22 // Part 23 // Part 24 // Part 25 // Part 26 // Part 27 // Part 28 // Part 29 // Final Chapter: Part 30   [Complete]

Genre: vampire!jungkook, fantasy, angst, fluff, smut

Comfort Inn Ending by  joonbird

Chapters: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven [Complete]

Genre: heavy angst, angst, more angst, smut

Downfall by  donewithjeon

Chapters:   Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 |Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25   [Ongoing]

Genre: assassin!au, angst, lots of violence

The Avatar’s Assasin by  fluffilyangsty

Chapters: Book 1  [Ongoing]

Genre:  Angst / Fluff / Avatar!au / Adventure, Firebender!Reader, Avatar!Jungkook

The Rabbit on the Moon by  magicalsalamander

Chapters:  one (M). // two. //  three. //  four. //  five. //  M/Final  [Complete]

Genre:  Fluff | Angst |Smut |Police officer | Mafia | Hybrid

Falling Skies by  fortunexkookie

Chapters: prologue; 01; 02; 03; 04; 05; 06  [Complete]

Genre:  Enemies to Friends, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Angst, Fluff, BadBoy!Jungkook, Roommates AU, Childhood Friends AU

Contradict by drowsymochi

Chapters:  ONE /  TWO / THREE / FOUR / FIVE / SIX / SEVEN / EIGHT / NINE / FINALE  [Complete]

Genre:  gang au, dancer!reader, university au, angst

Escape by  jjkfire

Chapters: Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6  [Complete]

Genre: fluff, fantasy au

‘til death do us part by  cinnaminsvga

Chapters:  part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5 // part 5.5 // part 6 // part 7 // part 8 // part 9 // part 9.5 // part 10 // part 11 // part 12 // part 13 // part 14 // part 15 // part 16 // part 17   [Complete]

Genre: social media au, greek god au, crack, humor, fluff, zeus!jungkook

His smile makes me so happy.