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▼ Abe Alan as Aohitsugi Samatoki

J’aime

You’re the newest hire at a local café and head barista Jeon Jungkook takes you under his wing.

Word Count: 16.2k

Pairing: You x Jungkook

Genre: Slight Fluff, Smut, Angst

A/N: This is a oneshot that started off differently in my head but slowly evolved into something else. Let me know what you guys think of it 😊 <3

P.S. What’s next? maybe a Taehyung fic to quench my secret thirst?

Working at J’aime Café had taught you a valuable lesson: Where there’s high risk, there’s high reward, and in the absence of said reward, there would be unbelievable loss too.

It all started when you finally got around to checking your voicemails one March afternoon and you realized the job you applied to months ago had finally reached out to you for an interview. Since you weren’t always the best at keeping track of these things, and noticing the voicemail was now a week old, you quickly paused your show and checked the time. Two o’ clock, still during business hours.

The phone rang twice before a courteous voice responded to your call. “J’aime Café, how can I help you?”

“Yes, hello! My name is Y/N and I applied for the barista position. The manager reached out to me for an interview last week. I was wondering if it was possible to come by sometime soon for an interview?” You held your breath and crossed your fingers, hoping they wouldn’t turn you away because you were so late on responding.

“Ahh, Y/N! Yes of course, can you come by this afternoon? If not, then we can do your interview maybe… Wednesday morning?”

“Today’s perfect! Thank you so much!” You couldn’t hide your excitement and gratitude but made a mental note to be more professional in person.

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[ 10:41PM ] — JEON WONWOO

STARRING bf! wonwoo x gn! reader GENRE pure fluff, comedy, established relationship, college au CONTAINS kissing UGHHH, studying UGGHHH, wonu did not help you WORD COUNT 312 (lowercase intended ; semi proofread)

🗯 i wanna work with the nonchalant dreadhead no i wanna work with the nonchalant dreadhead (translation: hi guys im back from the dead. trust me i was trying to make a comeback but writers block hit me so hard that i couldnt work on any of my drafts so heres a timestamp i wrote last night)

wonwoo enters the apartment, and it's empty. you're not in the living room or the kitchen like usual, and he doesn't hear the shower running, so you're not there either. he calls out your name, yet there's no response from you. seconds later, he hears your voice coming from the bedroom.

he makes his way to the room, and as he opens and peeks in through the door, he sees you sitting in front of your desk, with piles of papers laying on it. your head is resting on the table, attempting to not fall asleep and review for your exam.

"you should sleep," wonwoo suggests, coming closer to you and patting the crown of your head. you sit up properly and shake your head.

"i'm studying; i'll sleep at eleven." you grab your pencil, and the tip stays on a piece of paper as you're trying to think of how to answer the question.

"do you need help? if not, i'm going to go play some games."

"actually i do," you say, passing the paper to him. "my friend has my books, and i forgot everything." he analyzes the questions and places the paper on the table.

"it's easy; you got this," he assures, kissing your cheek as he watches you doodle on the paper instead.

"i can't do this; i don't have my books!"

"then use your pretty brain."

"my brain is not meant for science."

wonwoo cups your face into his hands and places a small kiss on your forehead. "now it is." he glances at the time on his watch and lets go of your face. "okay, go back to your studies; i don't want to disturb you. you have ten minutes left—use it wisely."

you nod and press a kiss to his lips, telling him good night after you pull away.

"good night, my love," he whispers.

Drabble;Ft: ace; 🔞

Thinking about Ace fucking you to bits. He’s balls deep inside of you, a groaning and whimpering mess. Drool running down his lips as he thrusts in and out at a fast and rough pace. And when he twitches inside of you he only groans and let’s out a “Fuck- Im bout to cum-“ and then just passes the fuck out on top of you💀

You thought the male was dead. Died of a heart attack, he didn’t even cum. He just went completely limp. You started smacking him across the face, clawing at his backside, anything to get a response out of him. Trying to resuscitate him and bring him back to life but this man is dead.

After a few minutes of struggling, out of nowhere this man jumps back to life with the loudest moan you’ll ever hear, and without warning he cums HARD inside of you. You feel his warm, sticky, seed flood your insides. Ace is shaking, he’s in ecstasy. It’s like he died and came back to life just to cum inside of you. after he emptied his balls inside of you he pulls out slowly with a pant.

“Damn Y/N, your coochie took me to heaven and back.”

He calls your pussy the reviver

Okay so I’m reading Naruto and I just finished Volume 16 (I know Im very late to the party) and Itachi just went and KNOCKED on Naruto’s door when he came to K I D N A P him. Like- why?

Literally what the FUCK TIM?!?!?

Bill doodles for the soul

Louis on stage during Sun Room’s set in Mexico City, Mexico - 17/6