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Prompt List (Requests)

I found this prompt list on tumblr (credit to the account who made it) and wanted to try it out. 

Send me a request with the number and the person / idol you want it to be about. If you also want a specific genre, let me know too in the message. These might be long or short, depending on how I’m feeling.

1. “Please don’t leave me.” 2. “Are you kidding me right now?!” 3. “I’m going to kill you!” 4. “You did all of this for me?” 5. “I made my baby cry!” 6. “I’m in love with you.” 7. “Can I kiss you?” 8. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” 9. “Will you be quiet?!” 10. “You are a bloody idiot, you know that?” 11. “You love me.” 12. “He’s dead.” 13. “I hate you so much I love you.” 14. “Just leave me alone!” 15. “I can’t believe you just did that.” 16. “Give me a reason not to turn around and walk away now.” 17. "Please.” 18. "Cuddle me.” 19. "Give me that back!” 20. "I’m pregnant.” 21. "Are you scared?” 22. "What are you doing?” 23. "If we get caught I’m blaming you.” 24. "Are you drunk?” 25. "Shut up and kiss me.” 26. "Help me I’m stuck.” 27. "What am I going to do with you?” 28. "Stop distracting me!” 29. "You said my name in your sleep.” 30. "Yes.” 31. "Are you jealous?” 32. "Trust me.” 33. "Bite me.” “If you insist.” 34. "I made a mistake.” 35. "It’s been a while.” “Too long.” 36. "I don’t love you anymore!” 37. "You’re lying.” 38. "I’m going to regret this.” 39. "Do that again.” 40. "I’m running away.” 41. "I need your help.” 42. "If I die I’m going to come back and haunt you.” 43. "Well this is a surprise.” 44. "Am I dreaming?” 45. "Make me.” 46. "If they find out, I’ll kill myself and then you.” 47. "Why? Just… why?” 48. "Stop it.” 49. "We’re just friends.” 50. "Did you just flick me?” 51. "Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?” 52. "I got you a present.” 53. "Sit in my lap.” 54. "I think I forgot how to breathe.” 55. "Woah.” 56. "What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since I was eleven?” 57. "You don’t understand, you never do!” 58. "You look cute with a baby bump!” 59. "It’s all your fault!” 60. "Well that’s just great.” 61. "Are you even listening?” 62. "I’m going to walk away and pretend I didn’t see anything.” 63. "I thought you loved her.” 64. "Time changes people.” 65. "You, my friend, are a complete and utter tosser.” 66. "You should be nice to me, I just saved your life!” 67. "Don’t you just love it!” 68. "It bit me!” 69. "You have approximately 5 seconds to get out of my face before I kill you.” 70. "Did you buy me… lingerie?” 71. "Oh yeah, because you’d be so good at this!” 72. "I’m sorry.” 73. "That night never happened!” 74. "You should marry me.” 75. "Aren’t you just a cutie pie!” 76. "Don’t you dare!” 77. "Um.. somebody broke that.” 78. "Stop biting that fucking lip!” 79. "You’re hot, shame about the personality.” 80. "You’re going to get us expelled!” 81. "I need you to fake date me.” 82. "My back’s a bit sore from when you stabbed me with your knife.” 83. “You’re just leaving me here? At least have to decency to finish me off with a stick.” 84. "No, I didn’t murder them. I accidentally knocked them unconscious forever, that’s all.” 85. "Wow thanks a lot.” 86. "Why are you walking around naked?” 87. "You owe me big time!” 88. "Awe it’s so cute!” 89. "Are you hitting on me?” 90. "If I die you’ll be sorry!” 91. "Help me hide!” 92. "Sometimes I really don’t like you.” 93. "You’re crazy! You’re out of your mind!” 94. "Ow! Ow! Stop hitting me!” 95. "I don’t know how you convinced me to do this.” 96. "Is that… is that my bra?” 97. "Really? Right now?” 98. "Where are your pants?” 99. "I can’t believe you’re carrying my child.” 100. ”You’re my soulmate?!”

Third Time's A Curse (JJK)

summary: Caught in Jungkook's dangerous game, you can't seem to escape from. diced prompt: "The first time it was an annoyance, the second time it was aggravating. After the third time, it was just bad luck in general." pairing: mafia!Jungkook x mafia!female reader genre: mafia!AU, S2L?, angst, yandere-ish rating: 16+ warnings: foul language, stalker-ish behaviour, mafia-stuff (non descriptive), threats, obsession, pls lmk if I forgot smth word count: ~ 2.4k

a/n: part of the "dice with destiny" project by @thebtswritersclub and @creativepromptsforwriting

a/n 2: This work is purely fictional. All characters and events are entirely imaginary and do not reflect reality. No translations are allowed without permission. Thank you for understanding! 💕

The first time it was an annoyance, the second time it was aggravating. After the third time, it was just bad luck in general.

You don’t usually tempt fate. You know better. You’ve always known better, especially given the world you’ve found yourself in—a world where everything has a price, and the stakes are higher than you ever could have imagined. But even you couldn’t have predicted that Jeon Jungkook, of all people, would be the one to push you towards the edge, three times in a row.

The first time was an annoying accident. At least, that’s what you tell yourself.

You had been at the warehouse, late at night, running an errand you shouldn’t have been running. A simple exchange, nothing more. Just like the dozens of other times you’d slipped through the shadows and done what needed to be done. But that night, something was off. You felt it the second you stepped inside. The air was too still, too thick with something unspoken. 

You turned a corner into the main storage room, and there he was—Jungkook, leaning against a stack of crates with his hands shoved into his pockets, his head tilted slightly, hair falling effortlessly into his eyes, as he stared at you. He wasn’t supposed to be there. In fact, you had gone out of your way to make sure you wouldn’t cross paths with him again. Jungkook was too tied up in things you didn’t want to get involved in. Dangerous things. The kind of things where whispered threats carried the weight of death, and power was taken with blood-stained hands. Things built on fear, control, and an unspoken code of violence that made walking away impossible.

“Wrong place, wrong time?” he asked, his voice low, edged with a dangerous kind of humour.

You wanted to turn around and leave right then. But you didn’t. You stood your ground, straightened your back, and met his gaze head-on.

“Maybe for you,” you shot back, trying to keep your voice steady despite your nerves flaring. “I’m just passing through.”

He laughed at that, a short, quiet laugh that crawled at you like thousand insects. He didn’t say anything else, just watched you with those dark eyes that always seemed to see too much, like he knew exactly why you were there, even if you hadn’t said a word. You left quickly, barely able to shake off the way his presence seemed to cling to you long after you’d walked away.

That was supposed to be the end of it. Just a minor annoyance. A one-time encounter.

But you were wrong.

The second time you see Jungkook, it’s more than just an inconvenience. It’s aggravating—dangerously so. It’s not an accident this time. You’re certain of that.

You’re walking down an alleyway, late at night. You know this alley—its twists and turns, the way the shadows shift with the glow of the dim streetlights. It’s always been a quiet, easy route for you to take when you need to slip out of sight. But tonight, the alley isn’t empty.

You spot him halfway down, standing with his back to you, speaking in hushed tones with another man whose face you can’t quite make out. There’s something about the way Jungkook holds himself, something tense and coiled, like a spring waiting to snap any minute. You feel it before you hear it—the undercurrent of malice that always seems to follow him.

You try to turn back, to slip away before they notice you, but it’s too late. Jungkook’s head turns slightly, just enough for his eyes to catch yours. There’s no surprise in his expression, no shock at seeing you here again. Instead, he looks amused. Almost as if he’d been expecting you.

“What’s this?” he calls out, his voice cutting through the stillness. “You following me now?”

You grit your teeth, taking a few careful steps back, but it’s no use. Jungkook waves off the man he was speaking to, and in a matter of seconds, he’s standing in front of you, blocking your path with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face.

“I’m not following you,” you say sharply, keeping your tone level, knowing better than to overstepping your confidence when it comes to him. “Just trying to avoid trouble.”

“Is that so?” He steps closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “Seems like trouble has a way of finding you, doesn’t it?”

You can feel your patience slipping, frustration bubbling up inside you. You didn’t ask for this, didn’t ask for him to be a part of your life, and yet here he is again, standing too close, making you feel things you’d rather not feel for someone of his calibre. 

“Maybe,” you say, your voice cold. “But you’re the last kind of trouble I need.”

Jungkook watches you for a moment, his gaze steady, unwavering as if calculating his next words. And then, just when you think he’s going to say something else—something that will push you even further past your breaking point—he steps back. He smiles, but it’s not a smile of amusement anymore. It’s something darker, something more sinister.

“See you around,” he quips, his voice soft but laced with an edge you can’t quite place and don’t dare to. 

And with that, he turns and walks away, disappearing into the night as if he was never there to begin with.

You’re left standing in the alley, your heart pounding out of your throat as white noise clogs your ears, a mixture of anger and something you can’t quite name swirling in the pit of your stomach making you feel sick. You want to scream. You want to curse him for dragging you into whatever twisted game he’s playing. But most of all, you want to pretend that he doesn’t get under your skin the way he does.

You tell yourself it won’t happen again. You simply won’t let it.

But, of course, it does. 

The third time, it’s more than just bad luck. It’s something worse. Something that feels like fate has it out for you. Like you’ve been caught in a trap you can’t escape from.

You’re at a meeting this time, deep in the heart of the city, in a dimly lit room filled with smoke and tension. The kind of meeting where no one speaks too loudly, where everyone watches each other carefully, trying to decipher who might have the upper hand, the better set of cards or just a blind spot. You’re there for a simple exchange of information—nothing more, nothing less. But the second you step inside, you feel it again. That familiar prickle on the back of your neck. The sense that something isn’t right.

And then you see him.

Jungkook is standing on the other side of the room, talking to one of the men you’ve been dealing with for weeks now. His posture is relaxed, almost casual, but there’s something in his eyes—something sharp and menacing. You want to turn around and leave, say fuck it all, but before you can, he spots you. And this time, there’s no smirk. No amusement. Just a steady, unwavering gaze that makes you want to puke or vanish into thin air. 

The reality of it all sinks in, you can’t avoid him. Not here. Not now. So, you take a deep breath, steel yourself, and approach as confident and unbothered you can. He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, just watches you as you make your way across the room. When you finally reach him, the tension hisses between you, heavy like the lingering haze of smoke that clings to every breath you take. 

“You’re everywhere these days,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady, trying to ignore the way your heart races in your chest.

“So are you,” he replies, his tone soft but laced with something ominous. “Funny how that works.”

You clench your jaw, refusing to let him get under your skin again. But it’s hard. It’s so damn hard. There’s something about Jungkook—something about the way he moves, the way he speaks, the way he looks at you—that makes it impossible to stay detached. And it terrifies you. Because you know that being involved with him, being anywhere near him, is more dangerous than you’re willing to be.

“I’m not playing whatever game this is,” you say as bored as possible, your voice low to not draw attention. “So, if you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, leave me the hell alone.”

For a moment, Jungkook doesn’t respond. He just looks at you, his gaze piercing, his expression unreadable. And then, slowly, he steps closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur that only you can hear.

“You’re already playing,” Jungkook murmurs, his voice a low, velvet whisper that wraps around you like a silken noose. “Whether you like it or not.”

The words creep under your skin, sending an icy shiver down your body as if miles under water. You swallow hard, trying to keep your composure, to keep your footing in the face of the hurricane that is him. But it’s impossible to ignore the way his presence pulls at you, makes the ground beneath your feet feel unsteady, like you’re caught in the middle of something dark and twisted—and yet, part of you doesn’t want to escape.

You tell yourself to walk away, to end this dangerous dance once and for all, that it’s not worth it. But before you can move, his hand brushes against yours, a touch so fleeting, so delicate, it feels like a whisper of a promise you longed for. Yet it burns into you, searing itself into your skin, into your mind. You almost miss it. Almost. But your body betrays you; every nerve is suddenly on edge, electric, alive in a way you can’t ignore.

“You’ve got a target on your back,” he says softly, leaning in closer, his breath warm against your ear. “And you don’t even know it.”

Your airways constrict violently, your pulse hammering in your throat as your heart betrays the lie you’re trying to tell yourself—that you can handle this, that you can handle him. “What are you talking about?” you manage to choke out, your voice barely audible, shaky.

Jungkook’s eyes darken as he glances around the room, his expression hardening into something lethal, something that terrifies and thrills you all at once. There’s no smirk now, no playfulness. Only the sharp, cold edge of reality that you’ve been too blind—or too foolish—to see.

“There are people watching you,” he muses, his voice dropping lower, each word dripping with intensity, with something that feels far too close to possessiveness. “People who think you know too much. People who would love nothing more than to kill you.” He pauses, his gaze flicking back to yours, and you see something shift in his eyes—something twisted, something that blurs the line between warning and a disturbing form of protectiveness. “And they won’t hesitate to take you out if you get in their way.”

The weight of his words presses down on you, your mind spinning until you can’t see straight, trying to grasp the reality of what he’s saying. You’ve always known that stepping into this world came with risks, but this feels different. This feels too close. Too intimate. Too personal.

“Why are you telling me this?” you ask, your voice barely a whisper. The question slips out before you can stop it, and the vulnerability in your tone is unmistakable. You hate it. But at the same time, you can’t tear your eyes away from him, can’t ignore the strange pull between you, like you’re two opposing forces caught in the same orbit, destined to collide.

Jungkook holds your gaze for a long moment, his eyes searching yours, as if trying to decide whether to reveal something deeper, something he’s kept hidden behind those carefully crafted walls. And for the first time, you see it—something raw and unguarded lurking beneath his hardened exterior. Concern? No, not concern exactly. It’s something more stronger than that. Something like obsession.

“Because,” he finally says, his voice softening, losing some of its edge. He steps closer, so close now that you can feel the heat radiating off him, his presence overwhelming, intoxicating. “You don’t deserve to go down like that.” His hand lingers near yours again, his touch featherlight but deliberate, like a predator toying with its prey. “Not like this.”

You think your heart stops as your lungs don’t know how to function properly, don’t know what to say. Don’t know what to think. All you know is that in this moment, standing here in this suffocating room, with Jungkook’s eyes burning into you and his words curling around your mind like smoke, something shifts inside you. Something changes. It’s as if the game you’ve been trying so desperately to avoid has finally caught you, and you don’t even know if you want to escape anymore.

Because as dangerous as Jungkook is, as unpredictable and chaotic as he makes your world, there’s something else, too. Something magnetic. The way he looks at you—like he’s trying to unravel you, piece by piece. Why he chose you, you can't seem to fathom. But you're sure it's not just bad luck in general, and that you're not just another pawn in his game, but something more. Something that belongs to him, whether you like it or not.

And deep down, despite all the warning signs flashing in your mind, despite the voice screaming at you to run, you can’t help but wonder if you’re already too far gone. If this isn’t just some cruel twist of fate. If it’s something that always was meant to be. Something inevitable.

Because the first time, it was an annoyance. The second time, it was aggravating.

But now? Now it feels like you’ve crossed a line you can never uncross. A line that binds you to him, to this twisted game, in ways you never wanted but can’t seem to resist.

And as you stand there, caught in Jungkook’s orbit, you know one thing for certain: whatever this is between you—it isn’t over. And you’re not sure if you even want to fight this curse anymore.

a/n 3: pls lmk your thoughts in any way you like 💕

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🍒 Prompt List (Pt.)

Hi! Here's my writing proposal list. Feel free to order something using them, just remember to inform: What is your order (react/oneshot/headcanon...) Group, member, genre of order (fluff/soft/suggestive/smut...)

↬ Angst { 🌧️۫˖}

» " There never was an us"

» "Love it's a choice not a necessity..."

» "They asked about you"

» "I was doing fine without you"

» " Stop acting like you didn't take all of me"

» "Can't you stay?" "..." "For me?" ...

» "Stop pushing everyone away! Stop pushing me away!"

» "You are hurting me!"

» "It will ever stop hurting?" "No, you just get used to it"

» "Were you ever going to tell me?"

» "I'm done. I'm done with your 'sorry's', I'm done with your lies. I'm done with you!"

» "You're apologies it won't make it hurt less"

» "I don't think I love you anymore"

» "You broke me, and I don't think it have a way to fix it"

» "Leave me! You always bebbeeen

» "I love you!" "No, and you never did. And both of us know about it"

»"I'm sorry if I'm not what you wanted"

» "Does it hurt?" "I will survive." "That's not what I asked."

↬ Fluff {🌤ི}

» "You smell really nice"

» "You are more than that for me... you've always been."

» "I think you're drunk" "and I thing you're beautiful"

» "Just kiss me already!"

» "All I know, is that I'm much happier when I'm with you"

» "It's magic!" "No, it's you."

» "I want you to be the first thing I see in the morning."

» "Don't worry, I will take care of you."

»“i’d forgotten how stunning your smile is.”

» “you look better in my clothes than i do.”

»"Is that my shirt?" "No, tthatthats

» “i didn’t mean to say that but yeah, i love you.”

» “has anyone told you that your eyes sparkle in the moonlight?”

» "Isn't the view breathtaking?" "The view it's fine, you are breathtaking"

» "You are the it one I'm interested in sharing, my thoughts, my dreams, future, coffee and wine" "Wow! I'm that important?" "You are that important."

» "I didn't believe in soulmates until I met you."

» "Fine, but you owe me a kiss."

↬ suggestive /smut {🌹}

» "I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

» "You’re more than just a one night stand."

» "Like what you see?"

» "You look hot and i’m trying not to kiss/fuck you senseless right now."

» "Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop."

» "Make me."

» "What? Does that feel good?"

» "If we get caught i’m blaming you."

» "I really want to kiss you right now."

» "You’re not taking me to bed. Ever." "Who said it had to be on the bed?"

» I know they may seem like lollipops and rainbows but i bet behind closed doors it's all latex and whips.

» I don’t care what you do,  just fuck me.

» I wonder what your (xxxx) would do if they knew what you were doing right now.

» "What are you doing?" "I'm going to eat dinner" "but there's nothing to eat..." "Well there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in."

» “that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard.”

» “now everyone’s going to know you’re mine.”

» “lipstick’s a good look on you.”

🫐 Fluff/Soft Prompts

» "Você cheira muito bem"

» "Voce é mais que isso pra mim...sempre foi"

» "Eu acho que você está bêbad." "E eu acho você bonit."

» "Me beija logo!"

» "Tudo o que eu sei, é que sou mais feliz com você"

» "É magia!" Não, é você."

» "Eu quero que você seja a primeira coisa que eu vejo de manhã"

» "Não se preocupe, eu vou cuidar de você"

»"Eu esqueci o quão bonito é o seu sorriso"

» "Você fica melhor nas minhas roupas do que eu"

» "Essa é a minha camisa?" "Não, essa é a nossa camisa"

» "Eu não quis dizer isso, mas é, eu te amo"

» "Alguém ja te disse que seus olhos brilham a luz da lua?

» "Essa vista não é de tirar o fôlego? "A vista é boa, você é de tirar o fôlego"

» "Você é a única pessoa que eu penso em dividir meus pensamentos, meus sonhos, futuro, café e vinho" "Wow! Eu sou tão importante assim?" "Você é tão importante assim".

» "Eu não acreditava em alma gêmea até conhecer você"

» "Tudo bem, mas você me deve um beijo"

» "Isso é minha camiseta?"

» "Você é tudo o que eu sempre quis!"

» "Mas você é minha casa"

» "você é um/uma idiota!" "sou o seu/sua idiota!"

» "Você está na frente da vista" "Eu sou a vista!

» "Não é estranho, sou só...eu"

» "Eu amo seu jeito de dizer que me ama". "mesmo que seja estranho?" "Mesmo que seja estranho"

» "Você é a melhor parte do meu dia!"

» "Você tem lábios doces"

» "Pare de pensar, e se deixe levar por uma vezes"

»"Não podemos fazer isso aqui!" "Tem razão, nos devemos fazer isso aqui!"

» "Eu disse que te amo!" "Deveria tentar dizer isso sóbrio!"

» "Eu te amo. Mais do que amo vinho!"

» "Isso é um flerte?"

» "Preciso que você esconda uma coisa pra mim..." "O que?" "Eu"

» "Que sorrisinho é esse?"

» "Tudo o que tem que fazer é dizer sim!"

🫐 Angst Prompts

» "Nunca houve um nós"

» "Amor é um escolha, não uma necessidade..."

» "Eles perguntaram sobre você"

»"Eu estava bem sem você"

» "Pare de agir como se não tivesse levado tudo de mim"

» "Você não pode ficar?" "..." "Por mim?" ...

» "Pare de afastar todo mundo! Para de me afastar"

» "Você tá me machucando!"

» "Algum dia para de doer?" "Não, você só se acostuma"

» "Você algum dia ia me contar?"

» "Estou cansad. Cansad. das suas desculpas. Cansad. das suas mentiras. Cansad. de você!"

» "Suas desculpas não fazem doer menos"

» "Eu não acho que ainda te amo"

»"Você me quebrou, e eu não acho que tenha um jeito de arrumar"

» "Me deixa! Você sempre foi o melhor nisso de qualquer jeito..."

» "Eu the amo! Não, e você nunca amou. E nós dois sabemos disso."

»"Desculpe se não sou o que você queria!"

» "Dói?" "Eu vou sobreviver" "Nao foi isso que eu perguntei"

» "Vai embora! Você sempre foi o/a melhor nisso"

» "Então agora é minha culpa?"

» "eu te amo!" "Não, você se ama!"

» "Quando você vai parar de mentir?"

» "Claro, por que você está sempre certo/certa!"

» " Você não era assim"

» "Você me quebrou, e eu não acho que tenha concerto"

» "Não quero te ver nunca mais!"

» "Desculpe se não sou o que você queria!"

🫐 Suggestive / Smutty Prompts

» "Eu nunca quis tanto que alguém me fodesse"

» "Você é mais que o caso de uma noite"

» "Gosta do que vê?"

» "Você está gostos. e eu estou tentando não te beijar/foder até você perder até você os sentidos"

» "Você tem certeza? Uma vez que nós começarmos, eu posso ser capaz de parar"

» "Me obrigue"

» "O que? Isso é bom?"

»"Se nós formos pegos, eu vou colocar a culpa em você"

» "Eu realmente quero te beijar agora."

» "Você nunca vai me levar pra cama. Nunca." "Quem disse que precisa ser na cama?"

» "Eu sei que el. parece ser só pirulitos e arco íris, mas por trás das portas é só látex e chicotes"

» "Não me importa o que você faz, só me fode"

» "Eu imagino o que seu/sua (xxx) faria se visse o que nós estamos fazendo agora"

» "O que está fazendo?" "Eu vou jantar" "mas não tem nada pra comer" "Bem, não tinha nada pra comer na cozinha até você chegar"

» "Esse foi o som mais lindo que eu já ouvi"

» "Agora todos saberão que você é minha"

» "Batom fica bom em você"

"Shut up." yoongi sneered.

"Just shut up." his face was inches away from at this point.

"You don't know what it is like to have each and every breath you take recorded and discussed by unwanted eyes. Having people just waiting for you to make the wrong move, so they can bring everything you spent your whole life building, crumbling down.

You don't know what fear is." he was furious at this point, taking heavy breaths trying to regain his composure.

You tried to stop the breathy chuckle from leaving your mouth. You really did.

You raised you eyebrow. A challenging look in your eyes, getting impossibly closer.

"Yeah? Ever been chased by a fucking missile?"

Looking at the dumb founded look on his face, it was clear who won the argument. 'That should be enough to shut him up for a few days.' You thought as you turned and finally left the damn room.

~~~

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