bunny, lamb, kitty.

Everytime ✧˚ · .

happy valentine’s day to my baby daddies 😛💓

What if I love you too much?

Summary: Jungkook. It’s only a name you learn after your son kicks his ball over the fence. Before that you only knew him as the hot new neighbour who mows his lawn topless. And though you have no intention of getting to know him anymore than that, inevitably you do. You don’t necessarily fall, it’s too slow for that, but you definitely develop feelings you don’t intend to feel. Because you know men like him, and you know that whatever you’re feeling, he’s probably not feeling the same. All the same, however hard you try, you can’t help yourself.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: fluff; angst; smut; single mum reader

Word count: 20.6k

Warnings: Single mum, small fights, explicit sexual content, oral (f receiving), safe penetrative sex, reader thinks Jungkook is cheating/playing the field, angst, but also fluff, child gets injured (though not seriously), talks of cuts and a small amount of blood.

Authors Note: Happy Saturday! Hope you’re having a nice weekend so far :) 

“Ask him to mow your lawn.”

“What? Rosie, why would I –”

“Because look at your lawn, Y/N,” she twists to look at you with a flat face before looking back out your front window with dreamy eyes. “And then look at him.”

You look at the man in question, every glistening, no-tee-shirt-on, tattooed sleeved, square inch of him. Ok, so maybe you get her point a little. Still, you’re not about agree with her.

“I can mow,” you defend yourself instead. “And my lawns not that bad.”

“But can you mow like him?”

“Anyone can mow like him. He’s literally just going up and down the grass.”

“Y/N. Please. Just look at that body.”

“I thought you wanted me to look at his mowing.”

You catch her rolling her eyes as you twist to sit properly on your sofa, no longer wanting to objectify your new neighbour. You don’t even know his name and yet you’re already ogling at the beads of sweat that roll down the many abs he’s sporting. The feminist in you is ashamed.

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If I don’t get proposed to with this I’m saying no

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Update: These links are broken at the moment, I'll try to update these when I find another site that host all these movies. ^^ (Fixed)

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dr park with his smiley faces | pjm

word count: 8.8k (im not sure if i made some typos and mistakes whoopsies)

warnings: mentions of injury, light cursing and jimin gets a little frustrated lol

authors note: happy jimin day <3! i rushed this fic in literally 3 days, with a lot of caffeine and staying up late :/ this is my first fic too :,) so not only is this rushed,,,,it's also my first fic on this blog so please please give me your feedback! i hope you guys enjoy this sweet little fic <33

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“fuck fuck fuck.” you mutter under your breath as you try to walk carefully down the stairs while holding on to Jungkook with your dear life. being dragged to a concert with Jungkook was not fun, (as you can tell). especially when you just hurt yourself 10 minutes ago. the concert audience was so dark, causing you to not see where you’re going and to be completely blind to the drink filled up to the rim in an XL-sized cup that was placed on the staircase step, next to the owner. tripping over the drink was sore enough, but tripping down the stairs was even worse.

and now you have this massive swollen bump on your foot that hurts with every small step you try to take. Jungkook was literally freaking out when he watched you trip. you said you were going to the bathroom and Jungkook nodded while bopping to the upbeat music. so when he heard a ‘thump’ and a really familiar voice screaming and finding you on the gross and sticky concert ground, he was confused yet so concerned. well...this is definitely not the bathroom.

what money can buy

in need of money, jeongguk signs up as a sugar baby, assuming he’ll be paid for sex by some old kinky woman. he never expected to meet someone like you. what were you doing on that site, and why would you have to pay for company?

pairing: sugar baby!jk x rich/ceo female reader

genre: angst, fluff, implied smut but nothing more than kissing is described.

word count: 17.8k

warnings: reader occasionally suffers from “mild” depression, past family deaths. jeongguk is a sweetheart. also the whole “grey area” of sugar babying. it’s briefly discussed if it’s considered prostitution or not.

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© what money can buy is copyright jeonstudios 2020. this fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

author’s note: for the bts ghostie network’s bingo, for “i’m losing my mind!”

Jeongguk feels like he’s been scrolling forever, and at this point, it’s surely animal abuse to force the poor mouse to click on yet another profile. Quick fingers do it anyway.

“Susie, 48. Likes pretty boys in skirts—okay, no,” he mumbles to himself as he goes back to scrolling through the list. 

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little red || namjoon (m)

you were lost in the woods. he was the kind of monster everyone said you should be afraid of. but what if the big bad wolf… wasn’t so bad?

:: a oneshot inspired by the classic fairytale “little red riding hood” by charles perrault ::

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🧣 pairing: werewolf!namjoon x reader

🧣 genre: fluff, smut, angst

🧣 word count: 23k

🧣 warnings: mentions of blood, mild violence, unprotected sex, thigh riding, fingering, oral (f), rough sex, biting/marking, lowkey impreg kink, knotting (?!), but also plenty of fluffy fluff!! :’)

🧣 a/n: the next part of twisted tales is here at last!! this one is a little darker and a little more modern vibe so i hope you guys enjoy it!! :) x (banner made by the lovely @syinisuga​!! <3)

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i really didn’t need know what his fingers look like wet 🙂

“Jungkook was sent by the Ravens of the Black Forest to kill the Queen of the Night Queendom. He hadn’t expected to find love when he climbed the high walls of the Queen’s castle and pressed a sharp blade against her throat.” 

Pairing: Bandit!Jungkook x Queen!Reader

Genre: Fantasy, e2l!AU, Smut, Romance

Warnings: LOTS of plot & worldbuilding omgmg, an assassination attempt, gags, ropes as bondages, switch!Jungkook, domish!Reader, knife play, blood play if you squint, choking, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, rough (angry) sex, crying kink ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵐᵉ, mutual striptease, food play in the form of feeding (bruh it’s hot), they share a bath all nakedy 👀, Kook is such an angry boy in the beginning, lmao this whole story is sending me down a spiral tbfh

Wordcount: 19.9k

a/n: This is without doubt one of my fave stories I have written so far. I love the world I created so much. And yes this takes place in the same universe Unveiled takes place. I hope you guys enjoy reading it just as much as I did writing it! 💜 also I know it’s long, but please give it a chance, it’s really good :(

A cold blade against your throat wakes you. Your reaction is instant. You were prepared, waiting impatiently for the day to come. 

Your murderer is beneath you in an instance. His own blade is pressed right under his eye, your fingers have a tight grasp on his throat. 

He wiggles and growls, dark eyes glued to your face.

“Uh-hu”, you warn, pressing the blade tighter to his skin. 

He grunts and eyes his shiny demise. 

“Fuck”, he presses out, forsaking his fight against you. 

“Better." 

You tilt his head up, nails bruising his skin.

"Now tell me. Who could be so reckless to attack me in my bedchambers?”

“You have to kill me before I talk”, he spits. 

You study him. Strong body with muscles that strain against his dark clothes. Pretty face with a chiseled jaw and soft cheeks, there is dirt and sweat on his skin. He is panting heavily, chapped lips parted. His nails are dirty and broken. That means he climbed up your walls. Logical. Your castle’s wolves would have found him otherwise. Clever. Means he knew the grounds and your customs. 

“You climbed. Impressive. That would have been a high fall had you slipped. Fatal even." 

He growls and sits up, getting himself pressed down again. 

"It would have been worth it”, he spits.

He is angry and filled with hate. It is directed at you. Interesting. People don’t normally look at you with such hatred. Which can only mean one thing.

“Ah!” he gasps, back arching in pain. 

You slashed through his shirt, cutting his skin in the process. He wiggles, finally showing you his strength. But you pin him down by his throat easily, ripping the shirt open with one hand. 

“I knew it." 

He snarls angrily, swallowing heavily because breathing is becoming terribly difficult. 

"You are one of them”, you say, studying the raven tattoo on his right pec, “The Ravens of the Black Forest." 

He growls and fights harder. You figured him out. 

"Will you stop fighting against me?” you hiss, finally putting real pressure on his throat.

His eyes widen, fingers clasping your wrist. 

“Tell me your name." 

"Never”, he chokes out. 

You squeeze harder, making his eyelids flutter. 

“You’d rather die than tell me your name? Your conviction is remarkable.”

His body twitches, his lips opening and closing in search of air. You laugh. 

“Remarkable really. Such devotion could be useful. Also…" 

You drag the knife over his cheek softly.

”…it would be a waste to kill such a pretty face.“ 

You release his throat. He coughs and wheezes. 

"There, there you’ll live. It will bruise but you will live”, you soothe him, patting his chest.

He calms down slowly, staring at you with widened eyes. 

“Why would you spare me?" 

"Because I am not the monster you think me to be." 

He tries to sit up. 

"Stay”, you order, pressing the blade right against his throat. 

He falls down on the mattress, licking over his lips nervously. 

“That’s better”, you smile, “now, I’ll give you one last chance to tell me your name before I call in my warriors and tell them to throw you into a cell to rot." 

"Call them”, he hisses. 

You lower your eyes in anger. 

“Valkeria! Auralia!” you call them, “your silence won’t save you stranger”, you tell him. 

“My Queen you called upon us”, Valkeria asks, grasping her sword. 

“A confused bird has found its way into my bedchamber. Take him back to his cage." 

"Yes my Queen." 

The stranger leaves with an impressive struggle. Your warriors have much to do. 

"You won’t get through with this! You hear me? They will come looking for me!” he screams. 

“Gag him too, he is oh so noisy and I am trying to sleep." 

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Guarded|Prisoner!Jeon Jungkook x Guard!Reader

Summary:  The biggest rule of being a prison guard is that you’re not supposed to have any form of relationship with the prisoners, but you decide to break the rules for Jungkook and you don’t know why.

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dont wanna sound rude or something but maybe i would sound rude anyways - if you know ur work is long maybe add a ‘keep reading’ option? just type

: readmore : but with no spaces, i rlly hate scrolling down for so long and i know it isn’t just me. :p

for example

jokes aside, and i can’t believe i even have to say this, but don’t give this website your card credentials. it’s not secure. it’s proved time and time again that your information isn’t as safe as it claims to be, and if the neverending sunglasses plague is anything to go by, then it’s only a matter of time before more than just your blog gets taken from you.