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JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS(4)๑‿︵‿୨

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✿ When She Loved Me | CEO!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @jungkookstatts

✿ Sleepaway | Yandere!JK X Reader | Series | @flowesona

✿ Mine | Jungkook x Demon! Female Reader | One-shot | @playmetheclassics

✿ Your eyes tell | Yandere!JK X Reader | Twins AU | @angellgguk

✿ Noir | Daddy!JK x Little!Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ Love Is a Game: For Political Enemies | JK X Reader | @lleldey

✿ petals with luv | Emporer!Jungkook x PalaceWoman!Reader | Hanahaki AU | @hisunshiine

✿ a lover’s bond | jungkook x female reader | greek mythology! AU | @latetaektalk

✿ love in the dark | Ceo!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @spideyjimin

✿ Like I’m Famous | Idol!JK X Reader | One-Shot | long distance au | @softyoongiionly

✿ I’ll Be Home for Christmas | Pilot Jungkook x female OC | One-Shot | @bluewhale52

✿ Falling | jungkook x female reader | Soulmate AU | @starshapedkookie

✿ Pick Your Fighter | gamer!jk X gamer!reader | @jikookiekosmos

✿ angels like you | Jungkook X Reader | S2L | One-Shot | @aquagustd

✿ Killing me softly with his touch | JK X Reader | One-Shot | @borathae

✿ Bad Man | Badboy!JK X Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ The Monster in the Dark | yandere!sleep paralysisdemon!jjk X fem!Reader | One-Shot | @themochiverse

✿ S O U L M A T E S | Crackhead!Jk X Reader | Series | @smaubts

✿ bad romance | badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader | One-Shot | @noteguk

✿ No Guardian Angel | The Crow!Jungkook X Reader | @jiminstonic

✿ Love Letters | Prince!Jungkook × Maid!Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ LESSON I | YandereTeacher!jungkook x bully student fem!reader | Three-Shot | @redsaurrce

✿ RED | demon!jk x fem!reader | Series | @armpirate

✿ Follow the White Rabbit | idol! jungkook x idol! reader | @youthguk

✿ Ｎｕｍｂ ｔｏ Ｔｈｅ Ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ | Dark! Shitty! Yandere! Jeon Jungkook x Fem!Reader | One-Shot | @pynkgothicka

✿ Delivery Date | pizzadeliveryboy!jungkook x reader | One-Shot | @dntaewithluv

✿ Who is in control? | jk x reader | Drabble AU | @ctrlsht

✿ sweetest apparition | nerd!jungkook x popular!female reader | @jeonfiles

✿ m y s t r a n g e a d d i c t i o n | professor!jk X student!Reader | One-Shot | @joonberriess

✿ to err is to love | dilf!jk /ex husband!jk / ceo!jk x afab reader | Series | @jungkookschin

✿ polarity | BestFriendBF!JK X Reader | Series | @darkestcorners

✿ KILL TO KISS YOU | Yandere!Jungkook x Prostitute!Reader | One-Shot | @chummywchimmy

✿ Ode To The Nature Of Romance | Jungkook x Reader | @yeoldontknow

✿ Cabin in The Woods | Werewolf!Jungkook x Human!Reader | One-Shot | @girl8890

✿ Nothing was gonna stop me | Jeon Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot | @wildestdreamsblog

✿ Teacher’s Pet | professor/dilf!jungkook x student!reader | Series | @axigailxo

✿ prima nocta | king!jungkook, virgin!reader | royalty au | One-Shot | @yoon2k

✿ End of Time | Jungkook x Reader | Series | @deepdarkdelights

✿ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 | Yandere!JK X Reader | @euphoricfilter

✿ Paint | painter!jungkookxassistant!reader | @hongjoongscafe

✿ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒔 | environmentalist! jungkook x college student! reader | @miraclesatnightfall

✿ The Broken Vow | Husband!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @lleldey

✿ Euphoria | bad boy jungkook x librarian yn | @btsydtrash

✿ White Pearl | CEO Sugar daddy Jungkook x stripper sugar baby reader | @lovelyspring7

✿ just a little bit of your heart | JK X Reader | @chemicalpink

✿ imminent danger | jungkook x reader | @whatifyoulivelikethat

✿ Knockout | boxer!dad!jungkook x pregnant!reader | Drabble | @jvngkook97

✿ Please Love Me! | Frat President Jungkook x Succubus Reader | @icedmatchatae

✿ The Boyfriend Experience | Escort!Jungkook x Fem!Reader | @shina913

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Spooky BTS Fic Recs [smut]

I’ve never made a fic rec list but since it’s the height of summer and I’m missing fall weather and we all need to pay tribute to Vampire!Jungkook, I’m making a spooky list. Pretty much everything I read is smut and bc I can’t picture Nam2Seok like that I have no recs for them, sorry they’re just my bros (Hobi does make one appearance though).

🧛‍♂️ Jungkook 

Pi Gasu by @jungk0oksthighs [series, ongoing] - Vampire AU, donor reader It’s not an exaggeration when I say I check for updates on this fic daily. I’m addicted. This is the entire Vampire!Jungkook moment.

sweet tooth by @btsgotjams27​ [series, ongoing] - Vampire AU, donor reader Another Vampire!Jungkook moment. The recent flashback chapter has me absolutely hooked on where this story will go.

demon dickin’ down by @vin-taege [one-shot, 2k] - Demon AU, pwp, pure filth This might be my favorite demon smut ever.

wicked by @noteguk [one-shot, 9.1k] - Demon AU, pwp Corruption kink, seriously why is horny dream manipulation so hot

Bite Me, Jeon by @haliiimede [one-shot, 19k] - Vampire AU, friends to lovers Loved the vampire world (multiple vampire breeds) and the Illuminati? I come for the smut, stay for the world building lol.

scenes of misguided magic by @wwilloww​ (feat. Taehyung) [one-shot, 2.3k] - Magic AU A magical threesome for a spell. So hot!!

corrupt by @bratkook [one-shot, 5k] - Vampire AU, pwp German sex club and oc gets ittttt.

Consumed by @jkeuphoriadreamland (feat. Jimin) [series, complete] - Vampire AU, yandere Jimin is an absolute menace in this, but we love him for it.

oh my ghost by @mingoyeob-archive [one-shot, 13k] - Ghost AU Jungkook is a panty stealing ghost in your new apt.

Something Wicked This Way Comes by @softyoongiionly [one-shot, 7k] - Supernatural AU An unexpected visitor arrives on Halloween night. Such a cool concept! (And poor Kook.)

😈 Taehyung

divine seduction by @chateautae [one-shot, 11k] - Demon & Angel AU Demon King, Angel reader. Dom Tae. Eeeeessshhh. Such a good fic!

Obsidian by @kpopfanfictrash [series, completed] - Magic AU, enemies to lovers The world-building and concept in this fic is unparalleled. And this Tae is so hot.

tear you apart. by @bratkook [one-shot, 13.2k] - Demon AU, pwp This demon Tae should be illegal. Horny dream manipulation, as demons do. And Jungkook as a buzzfeed unsolved nerd, I love him.

Black Ravens by @kth1 [one-shot, 8k] - Vampire AU, pwp Dom vampire Tae. That’s all you need to know.

scenes of misguided magic by @wwilloww​ (feat. Jungkook) [one-shot, 2.3k] - Magic AU A magical threesome for a spell. So hot!!

Beastly Gods by @lemonjoonah [one-shot, 8k words] - Hybrid AU, yandere This one is so fucked in such a good way. Reminds me of a Grimm tale in a spooky forest.

Carved by @haliiimede [series, ongoing] - Demon AU, dark dark series, enemies to lovers This world is so interesting and I love Jungkook’s dynamic. One of the darkest fics on here, lots of trauma.

ALLURE by @badbhye​ [one-shot, 5.3k] - Vampire AU Dom but also soft and romantic Tae.

🧚 Jimin

Realm of Enchantment by @jkeuphoriadreamland (feat. Taehyung) [series, completed] - Fae AU, yandere One of my favorite Jimin fics. I think of this way too often. Faerie Jimin definitely has an FDA warning.

Lovely Demons by @kpopfanfictrash [one-shot, 42k] - Prince of hell, Witch AU, enemies to lovers This was one of the first fics I read by kpopfanfictrash and I was hooked. Everything they write is elite.

Treasure by @sombreboy [one-shot, 4.7k] - Faerie dragon hybrid, yandere I have a serious thing for Faerie Jimin.

oh, little red by @jincherie (feat. Yoongi) [one-shot, 13.3k] - Hybrid Wolf AU Y’all this is so hot. dom!Yoonmin, a dark forest, bondage, knotting, ok bye.

My Princess by @kth1 [one-shot, 10k] - Vampire AU, kinda pwp Jimin is so soft I love him.

🧟 Yoongi

Love Lockdown by @personasintro [series, ongoing] - Zombie apocalypse AU, enemies to lovers No smut yet but excited for it cause this dynamic is chef’s kiss.

Blood Bounty by @lemonjoonah (feat. Taehyung) [series, completed] - Vampire AU, yandere A mind fuck of a story, lemonjoonah never disappoints with the twists.

oh, little red by @jincherie (feat. Jimin) [one-shot, 13.3k] - Hybrid Wolf AU Y’all this is so hot. dom!Yoonmin, a dark forest, bondage, knotting, ok bye.

the dark. by @bratkook [one-shot, 18k] - Demon AU Love this concept! Mysterious Halloween club, sign me up.

the velvet devil. by @junghelioseok [one-shot, 10.5k] - Vampire AU Yoongi is so cute and protective.

Borderland by @mygsii [one-shot, 8k] - Demon AU The story building in this is great.

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risqué | masterlist (m)

masterlist of series ‘risqué’ by mercurygguk.

all chapters are written in chronological order except for the drabbles!

↳ warnings will be stated in the top of the chapters and on this page as well — all works are 18+ !!

status; ongoing

moodboard 1 & 2 · risqué tag ·

all drabbles · playlist · taglist

tiktoks · time stamps · risqué summary

SPECIAL: valentine’s day (not part of timeline)

drabble #1: when you first met

➵ PART ONE (m) 

↳ the one where jungkook realizes you’re not a 15-year-old girl with a silly crush anymore, but rather a seductive, young woman with her eyes set on him. you’re tempting but is it worth the risk for jungkook?

warnings; swearing, slight choking, oral sex (m. receiving), fingering, dirty talk, degrading names (jk calls reader a slut and a brat), bit of dom!jk, slight exhibitionism, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, guys!), creampie, cum eating

wc; 9.2k

➵ PART TWO (m)

↳ the one where jungkook finds himself stuck between doing what’s morally correct and giving in to his feelings and desires. what will he choose?

warnings; swearing, mentions of alcohol + being drunk, arguing, so much teasing, bit of dom!jk, making out, grinding, fingering, dirty talk, nipple play, oral (f. receiving), overstimulation, cum eating, handjob, unprotected sex (don’t do it), degrading names, creampie, they’re holding hands, aftercare + cuddles <3

wc; 22k

drabble #2; you ask about the nickname (m)

drabble #3; jungkook plays with fire (m)

drabble #4; midnight call (m)

drabble #5; the teasing photos (m)

➵ PART THREE (m)

↳ the one where serious feelings start to blossom and jungkook slowly begins to understand what he has gotten himself into. however, just as things start to fall into place, his boss returns to the office earlier than expected.

warnings; mentions of alcohol and cigarettes, swearing, dirty talk, kissing, nipple play, dom!jk, grinding, fingering, oral sex (f & m), multiple orgasms, light bondage, ass play, spit, rimming, choking, manhandling, degrading names, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all!), cream pie

wc; 22.2k

drabble #6; both of you are too impatient (m)

drabble #7; a lazy, hot morning (m)

drabble #8; look at you (m)

drabble #9; stupid move (m)

➵ PART FOUR (m)

↳ the one where Jungkook and you are facing the consequences of sneaking around behind your father’s back. Now Jungkook is left with a decision to make: forget about everything he had with you and move on or let himself be truly happy even though it means risking everything he’s worked so hard for?

warnings; swearing, mild vi*lence, making out/grinding, bre*st play, or*l (f. receiving), slight dom!jk, unprotected s*x, more holding hands :(, praise/d*rty talk, cr*ampie, absolute heartbreak :( it’s time to #cancelcami y’all

wc; 21.6k

➵ PART FIVE (m) · in planning stage !

↳ tbd

warnings; tbd

wc; tbd

➵ PART SIX (m) · in planning stage !

↳ tbd

warnings; tbd

wc; tbd

➵ PART SEVEN (m) · epilogue !

↳ tbd

warnings; tbd

wc; tbd

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bts smut recs | theme: manipulation

there is something so alluring about the subtle naivety that comes with manipulation. from a reader’s perspective, seeing the character get manipulated/coerced/lured is super interesting to me. watching how they fall for the tactics of the person doing the manipulating. the way they use power, guilt, words and actions to twist the readers minds. here are some fics that do this so fucking well & why im literally obsessed with them. tw: yandere, manipulation, gaslighting, SMUT. 18+ nsfw. i will be adding to this as i find more!

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Holy Grail Fics || Yandere

My favorite authors and recommended stories, broadly separated into categories for when you want to scratch a particular itch.

Masterlist of Lists | One Shots and Series (Mostly Plot) | Smut | Yandere

Listmaker's Note: Yandere is a broad category in which someone starts out sweet and kind, but becomes obsessive and destructive – driven by their love for someone else. Sometimes yandere characters only pretend to be kind in the beginning, and sometimes they start out obsessive with no grace period at all. In any case, there's just something delightfully unsettling about yandere stories once you approach the turning point and realize with dread that all of your initial assumptions were wrong, and you've gotten yourself in way over your head.

P. S. Given the genre, violence (physical and mental) are often present in these stories. Please read the authors' warnings carefully and do not read anything that you have hesitations about, as some stories get very dark and unlike most fan fics, many will not have happy endings.

@bang-tan-bitches [masterlist]

Beloved (MYG) | M | historical au, Daechwita au, wedding, noble woman reader, Emperor YG, politics, ☠️

"Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win."

@chaoticpuff17 [masterlist]

Bex has imagined up a wonderfully twisted mafia au with Namjoon at the helm and the other members following closely behind. I recommend reading the A Dangerous Game series and it's sequel series, When the Chips Are Down first, then the oneshot fics for all the other members.

A Dangerous Game Series and (KNJ ft. OT7, Got7) | M | mafia au, "undercover" agent reader, mafia boss NJ, police officer Jackson Wang (Got7), rival gang member Mark Tuan (Got7), kidnapping, NC, ☠️

The first time you meet Namjoon is when he has you kidnapped in the middle of the night. He knows that you singlehandedly toppled a criminal empire on the other side of the world... but now you're on his turf and playing a very different game.

When the Chips Are Down Series (KNJ ft. OT7, Got7) | M | ongoing, mafia au, see warnings above

This series is a sequel to the A Dangerous Game series above – no further description because I don't want to accidentally give away spoilers!

Suga, We're Going Down Series (MYG ft. KTH) | ongoing, college au, college student reader, rapper YG, sugar daddy YG, rich TH, reader has a daughter

Watching your breathtaking cello performance was exactly what Yoongi needed to get over his writer's block, and for that he promises to give you everything.

@chinkbihh [masterlist]

Actually, The Devil Wears Gucci (KTH) | CEO TH, assistant reader

"Meryl Streep as a boss would’ve been an angel compared to the monster who signed your paychecks now."

Quarter Quell Series (JJK) | ongoing, Hunger Games au, thriller, gore, ☠️

When your name is drawn to participate in the Hunger Games, you know your fate is sealed. What you don't know is why Jeon Jungkook, the District Two tribute who is by far the favorite to win the Games, is so obsessed with you.

@cosmostae [masterlist]

Shadows (KTH, JJK) | M | consensual NC, exhibitionism, ☠️

"Engaged in the darkest fantasy you’ve ever had in public, you should not be surprised when you get caught by a stranger. But you’re surprised when he joins in…"

Devil's Child (JJK ft. MYG) | noona reader, stepbrother JK, ☠️

Your younger stepbrother grows from a spoiled brat to a star athlete who refuses to let go of his most precious trophy – you.

Trigger Happy (JJK) | M | mafia au, undercover cop reader, mafia boss JK, ☠️

While working undercover in a strip club to infiltrate the mafia, you know that the kingpin, Jeon Jungkook, is not your target. However, you might be his, and he's got you in his crosshairs.

@darkestcorners [masterlist]

The Phantom (KTH) | M | horror movie au (Phantom of the Megaplex), paranormal au, movie theater worker reader, actor TH, thriller, ☠️

The Phantom is a classic 1930's horror movie starring Kim Taehyung, a serial killer both on and off screen. Every so often, people claim that there is a new victim in the movie who wasn't there before. But movies can't actually be cursed... right?

Polarity Series (JJK) | M | ongoing, college au, reader has severe anxiety, JK is your best friend's bf, rich JK

The first time you meet Jungkook, you're happy that your best friend finally found someone who will treat her right. But as it turns out, both of you are liars – Jungkook isn't happy with his new relationship, and neither are you.

@go1denjeon [masterlist]

Dura Lex, Sed Lex Series (KTH ft. JJK) | ongoing, law school au, rich TH, tattoo artist JK, best friend JK

Taehyung appears to be your knight in shining armor after you lose your scholarship. But then again, he doesn't believe in waiting for opportunities to fall in his lap... he creates them.

@jkeuphoriadreamland [masterlist]

The Good Boy Series (KTH ft. PJM) | M | librarian au, new librarian TH, ☠️

Taehyung is a cute new librarian at work – but what past is he running from, and who can you trust?

@sluttyandere [masterlist]

School F*ckin Sucks Series (PJM, KTH, JJK) | M | ongoing, high school au, class president reader, student council president JM, bad boy TH, transfer student JK, NC, blackmail

Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

@99liners [masterlist]

Tatemate Series (OT7) | M | ongoing, detective JK, surgeon TH, professor NJ; SJ, HS, and JM upcoming

A series of connected one shots, each featuring a member and their wife.

The only thing worse than dealing with your cold, demanding husband is knowing that he has equally twisted friends.

Bonus: Tales from the Depths

I don't generally consider myself squeamish, but some stories are so dark and twisted, or feel so real, that I could only read through them once – before setting my phone down and thoroughly reassessing my life. You've been warned.

A Dangerous Game Series (JJK) by @goldngguk | the most dangerous game au, college au, rich JK, ☠️

When Jungkook finally takes you home to meet his parents, you find yourself playing the most dangerous game...

Break My Mind's Eye Series (JJK ft. KTH, MYG) by @flowerwrites06 | M | mafia au, coerced marriage au, fashion designer reader, brother TH, kingpin JK, undercover cop YG, addiction

You would do anything for your brother, Taehyung, including getting married to the man he owes thousands of dollars to so he can get the help he needs.

Taking Over You Series (JJK) by @go1denjeon | M | college au, idol au, intern reader, idol JK, stalking, NC, ☠️

When you take a summer internship on the other side of the world, the last thing you expect is to meet the very person you've been running from.

Code of Conduct Series and Epilogue Series (JJK) by @go1denjeon | M | mafia au, kidnapping, ☠️

"Jeon Jungkook lived by a certain code: never associate yourself with the Mins. But when he set his eyes on you, he may just have to break it."

Darknets Series (JJK) by @darkestcorners | M | ongoing, trafficking

"You should have known better than to chat with strangers online..."

Illicit Photography Series and Epilogue Series (MYG, JJK) by @jkeuphoriadreamland and @sweetbunnykook (Epilogue) | M | college au, professor reader, professor YG, photography student JK

Jungkook, one of your best students, wants more than an A in your class.

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darkroom | jjk

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, vampire!au, college!au

Summary: When you somehow end up in an advanced photography class that you definitely shouldn’t be in, you seek the help of shy nerdy boy Jeon Jungkook to preserve your 4.15 GPA. It isn’t until after you stumble upon him in the darkroom that you realize your cute little nerd is actually a super hot vampire with an icy cold stare and beautiful burgundy eyes.

Word Count: 10.2k

Warnings: minimal blood (just him sucking away), sex on school property, oral (f receiving), dry humping, orgasm denial, jk has dom vibes, he's an arrogant asshole at times, mention of hemophobia, switches to jk's pov 3 times

A/N: i wrote a vampire fic for jk's bday 4 years ago, and here we are again with another vampire fic;;;; enjoy!!!

“What do you mean I can’t drop a class I never signed up for?” Your head is about to explode. You’ve been fidgeting around in the most uncomfortable chair across from your counselor for what feels like ten hours, trying to get to the bottom of why you were placed into the Advanced Photography course when you have nothing to do with photography. “There has to be a way, right?”

“Sorry, this is already an under-enrolled course, which means the whole thing will have to be canceled if you or any other student drops it.” Great, he’s forcing you to stay for the sake of your professor and classmates whom you have yet to meet. That totally won't fuck up your 4.15 GPA at all.

“Okay, but I haven’t taken the prereqs for this course, and I’m not even majoring in photography.”

“Remind me what your major is again, Miss L/N.”

“Biochemistry?” You can’t even hide your disgust at this point. What an utterly useless counselor and waste of time. “Listen, I don’t mean to be rude,” (you definitely mean to be rude), “but you’re basically setting me up for failure over a dumb mistake that I didn’t make. If I don’t get accepted into med school because of this, that’s on you, sir.”

You storm out of the counseling office and make it all the way to an empty hall in the art building before breaking down into tears. It’s not fair. You’ve worked so hard to maintain your grades in the toughest of STEM courses, but this one photography class is about to fuck you straight in the ass.

You’ve never been an artsy person, which is why you’ve always stayed far, far away from anything remotely creative. The one “artsy” course you’d been forced to take as a graduation requirement was a coding design class, and it was a pain in the ass even though you came out of it with an A. But the point is, you’re not cut out for a photography class, especially not an advanced one. And it’s shitty to know that you’re stuck in one for a whole semester.

After patting your tears away, you regroup and walk into the photography room. Your counselor was right about one thing: this course is severely under-enrolled. There are more empty seats than taken ones. You count seven other students when there are supposed to be twenty. They all seem to be chummy with one another (perhaps from all those prereqs they took together), but no one even bats an eye your way, including the professor. It would’ve been great if you were allowed to drop this class and have it canceled altogether. Every single one of these assholes would have suffered the consequences instead of you.

A minute before the first class starts, a boy scurries to the corner of the room with big round glasses and the darkest eyebags you’ve ever seen. He has the look of someone who’d spent his entire high school career staying up until 2AM to study for the SATs and never quite recovered, someone who forgoes hanging out with friends to make an essay ten pages longer than it needs to be, someone who takes on multiple internships and jobs at once, someone who cries when people undermine his hard work, someone who actually gives a shit about school and his future. 

You’d know. You have that same look, that same aura. No one looks at him, either.

Your internal 4.3 GPA detector is going off.

“Welcome to the fall semester of our Advanced Photography course,” your professor begins, looking around at all the empty seats. “Since we have a small class this semester, it’ll give everyone more space to learn and expand on their photography skills. Let’s start by having everyone introduce themselves one by one, and just give me a brief idea of your experience with photography.”

You tune out as the first person is introducing herself because you really couldn’t care less about any of the assholes who ignored you and clearly already think they're above you. They all say the same thing anyway, reminiscing about their past projects from other photography classes they’ve taken. Yeah, you’re still bitter about the prereqs.

When it’s your turn to introduce yourself, you say the first thing that comes to mind. “I take photos for a popular Instagram model slash influencer.” 

That catches their attention. It’s not a lie, either. Your 3-year-old black cat has 40,000 followers and over a dozen sponsorships with brands like Greenies, Chewy, and even your local coffee shop. Her passive income is what’s putting you through school right now. And you can’t let all her hard-earned money go to waste by failing this photography class.

“What kind of camera and equipment have you used for your Instagram photos?” your professor asks. It’s a valid question, but you hate her for asking it anyway.

“My phone,” you say in the tiniest voice. That earns you a few chuckles and plenty of eyerolls, and it kind of hurts your feelings. You want to disappear. If anyone asks who your model is, you’re going to run out of the room and drop out of school altogether. Your Instagram-famous kitty will support you financially for a while until you can secure a STEM job that can overlook your dropout status.

The only person not ridiculing you is the boy you thoroughly judged and profiled for having dark circles. He introduces himself as Jeon Jungkook, someone with a few internships and a professional photoshoot under his belt. Your 4.3 GPA detector tells you he’s being modest about his experience and achievements, though. His voice is soft, and he’s terrible at making eye contact, but something about him is comforting. Maybe it’s that his presence makes you feel as though you aren’t the only outcast in the room.

As your professor is busy lending out very expensive-looking cameras and a shit ton of equipment to each student, you investigate the camera you were given. Your lack of camera knowledge is so bad that you don’t even know how to turn it on, or if cameras like this even have power buttons. In the end, you just look like a boomer who can’t figure out how to turn off their iPhone. You’re overwhelmed by unfamiliarity while everyone else treats it like it’s second nature.

You’ve always been the one to reach out and help others in your STEM classes. But in photography, you’re the one in need of help, and you don’t know how to ask for it from people who probably don’t give a shit about you.

Oh no. You feel the tears coming back.

“So… who’s the Instagram model you take photos for?” Your back arches up like a cornered cat until your mind processes who that soft voice belongs to. You turn your head to Jungkook standing there with the round glasses and dark circles and a lot more piercings than you’d expect from someone who most likely carries a 4.3 GPA. Damn, you really need to stop profiling people like that.

“Her name is Stella.” You pull out your phone, open the app, and hand it off to your curious classmate. Showing him your collection of cat photos is only slightly less embarrassing than explaining it with words.

“She’s cute…” he says as he scrolls through the chaotic adventures of Stella the cat. His thumb pauses over a post of her loafing and blepping. The photo quality and composition might not be up to the standards of this advanced class, but at least you can say you have an adorable kitty companion on your side. “You really don’t have any other experience with camerawork?”

You shake your head. “I literally know nothing about photography, and I’m not even supposed to be in this class, but my counselor won’t let me drop it because he’s a dipshit.”

“What was the reason he gave?”

“He said if one student drops the course, the whole thing would have to be canceled due to under-enrollment as if that would guilt-trip me into staying. Not that he even gave me a choice.”

Jungkook’s big eyes spot the tear about to fall down your cheek. You blink it away as fast as you can. The last thing you want is to look pitiful in front of another classmate. School is where you’re supposed to thrive, not be defeated.

“Anyway, thank you for letting me rant.” You give the boy a half-smile as you pack the camera back into its bag. You’ll have to watch some TikTok tutorials later. Especially since your very helpful professor has just handed out your first assignment to take a photo of “something cool” and make a print in “The Darkroom,” whatever the heck that is. You’re pretty sure it has to do with the occult club, and everyone else in the room is in on the joke except for you. Because you’re the only student who didn’t have the luxury of learning about The Darkroom in the beginner-friendly photography courses. Those damn prereqs.

But maybe, with Jungkook here, you don’t have to go through this shitty class alone.

Just as you’re about to leave the photography room with all your equipment, you turn to Jungkook who also has his mouth open with something to say.

Jungkook’s POV

You were definitely about to cry. And as much as Jungkook would rather not get involved with a cuter-than-average human, you’re exactly what he’s weak to. Especially when you have that tiny sparkle in your eyes—not the sparkle from the tears but from the passion you have for school. Your counselor really screwed you over for no reason, and Jungkook just wishes you didn’t have to suffer the consequences. You don’t deserve that.

He’ll help you so you won’t have to cry anymore. All he has to do is scare that dipshit counselor a little—perhaps drain him of his blood until he agrees to wipe the class from your schedule… or he could stand in solidarity with you and threaten to drop the course as well. He’ll go with whatever seems more convincing.

“Um, Jungkook?” Shit. Your voice is so sweet like honey. He’d really like to taste you right about now. But he can’t. That would be inappropriate.

Jungkook nods slowly, still very much entranced by your beauty and innocence. He can’t even look you in the eye. If he did, you’d surely notice how red his irises are turning with lust.

“If it’s not too much trouble for you, do you think you could help me pass this class?” You look so weak and vulnerable like you’re being a bother to him for asking for help. You’re probably not used to asking others for help because you seem like the kind of person who tends to rely on herself. “A couple of study dates might be fun.”

He bites his tongue as his eyes travel down to the floor between you and him. How can he respond to that—to someone as cute as you? He doesn't hate the idea of study dates, but he can’t let himself do that. He’d get too carried away and end up hurting you. That’s what happens with most vampire-human relationships he’s heard of. Your blood probably tastes like sugar. You’d become his new addiction. As soon as he gets a taste, he won’t be able to resist you. That’s the power you hold over him.

“Or, I mean, they don’t have to be dates… I didn’t mean to assume you were single or interested in someone like me or—” You pause to study Jungkook’s face. He must be doing a horrible job of concealing his internal struggles. You probably think he’s a loser by now. “Nevermind. Forget I said anything. I’ll figure things out on my own.”

Your voice is shaky as you walk away. He needs to do something, anything to cheer you up. The thought of seeing you sad hurts more than a silver dagger to the heart.

“Y/N,” Jungkook finally speaks. “Which counselor rejected your request to drop the class? I just wanna talk.”

As you lay on your bed and stare at the empty wall, you don’t really know how to feel after leaving that cursed class. Jungkook said he’d state his intentions to drop the course to put more pressure on your counselor, which was a kind gesture. But the boy also rejected your study dates. And that might be what hurts most. It’s a reminder of why you shouldn’t ask others for help. You’re the only person you can truly rely on.

After spending the rest of the afternoon feeling sorry for yourself, you finally look into some photography tutorials and set up a mini photoshoot for your cat. She cooperates at first but leaves you with a big scratch on your cheek for taking too long and getting too close to her with the lens. Great, even your own cat hates you.

By the time you’ve captured enough pics, it’s already dark out and way later than you thought. That works out, though, because it’s unlikely that anyone else will be in The Darkroom at this hour. The last thing you want is for any of your classmates to see you struggling in there.

The campus is eerily empty and quiet at night, and it’s at times like this when you’re thankful your apartment is only a five-minute walk away. The art building is empty too, but it’s going to take more than all those premature Halloween decorations to scare you off. After all, this totally beats the awkwardness of running into your classmates.

You hum as you open the door to The Darkroom. As one would expect, The Darkroom is quite dark. The red lighting screams occult club, but maybe that’s just you and your ignorance of both photography and the supernatural. Everything is fine until you hear a few things being knocked over. You’re not alone after all.

“Sorry, I didn’t know someone was in here. I’ll come back later,” you say without seeing which classmate it is. You suppose you can kill time by doing your daily Wordle on the bench in the halls. In honor of the premature Halloween decor surrounding you, your starter word will be “blood.” But before you can make a u-turn, you hear a voice that’s both familiar and different at the same time.

“I’m done in here. You can use it.” The voice exudes confidence and mystery in a way that’s luring you in. You step inside and see two glowing eyes staring back at you. The lighting makes them look almost burgundy.

“Wait, I didn’t just crash an occult club meeting, did I?” You probably did. That’s the only logical explanation (besides the lighting) for this person’s glowing red eyes. He could be cosplaying as a vampire for all you know. Apparently everyone is celebrating Halloween early this year.

“What?” he asks with a hint of amusement in his tone.

You walk further and further into The Darkroom until you can finally see who you’re talking to.

“Oh, it’s just you.” You breathe a sigh of relief. It’s just Jungkook. If it had been a cosplayer from the occult club or anyone else from your class, you would’ve opted for Wordle in a heartbeat. “For a second, I thought the occult club was doing their thing in here.”

“Their thing?” The boy’s brow piercing lifts. It takes a second for you to notice he isn’t wearing those cute round glasses, and you almost confuse his lip ring for a fang. His hand is also covered in tattoos that you’re 99% sure weren’t there before. He looks so different in this lighting.

“You know, like summoning demons, talking to ghosts. Stuff like that,” you hum, walking around The Darkroom like you understand what any of that equipment is used for.

“Or hunting vampires?” he plays along.

“Exactly,” you laugh. God, he’s so cute and definitely your type. It’s a shame your study date idea got shot down.

As soon as you make your way back around, you catch Jungkook staring at you, almost shamelessly. It’s a lot different from how he avoided eye contact with everyone during class.

“What happened here?” He points to his cheek, mirroring the spot where Stella the cat had her big meltdown. You're surprised he can see the cut in such shitty lighting without his glasses.

“My cat lashed out at me during our mini photoshoot. Are all models such divas?” As ridiculous as it sounds, that’s the direction your life is going in right now. If you can’t get into med school because of this whole debacle, you’ll be stuck as your feisty cat’s photographer for the rest of your life.

Jungkook narrows the gap between you and him until you can see the tiniest features on his face, like the cute little dot hiding in the shadow of his lower lip. The back of your thighs hit the counter as he cups your chin in his tattooed hand. His icy touch gives you goosebumps. The Darkroom suddenly feels too small to hold the both of you, like you’ll suffocate if you stay in there. You should probably leave, but something about the boy is enticing you to stay.

“It’s dangerous, you know. Letting your cat scratch you like that,” he whispers against your cheek. Despite how cold he may be, you feel your whole face heating up with him so close to you. The fact that he’s worried about a tiny cat scratch is so fucking endearing. You didn’t know such a boy existed.

“Yeah, it’s kind of unsanitary when their litter box claws cut into our skin like that, but I’m used to it,” you shrug.

“But you’re bleeding.” Jungkook’s burgundy eyes follow your thumb as you swipe it over the scratch. The wound does still feel a bit fresh.

“A little bit of blood won’t hurt anybody. Unless they have hemophobia.” It suddenly occurs to you that the boy might not fare well at the sight of blood. “Ah shit, do you have hemophobia?” you ask with the most concerned look on your face.

The boy shakes his head. “A vampire wouldn’t last long if they were scared of blood.”

He grabs ahold of your wrist and brings your hand up to his parted lips. Your thumb grazes the metal ring around his lip and then the sharp tips of his canines. His tongue caresses your thumb until there’s no more blood for him to taste.

Your head is spinning as he lets go of your wrist. You don’t need a biochemistry degree or an occult club membership to know that the boy pinning you against the counter isn’t human. And the cutie you met earlier with the round glasses is someone much darker and more mysterious than you could’ve ever imagined.

“Are you really a vampire?” you ask, looking right into those bloodstained eyes of his. You really hope so. A vampire would be a lot more socially acceptable than, say, a demon.

“Why don’t you test your theory?” Jungkook pulls the camera out of your bag and hands it to you. “Vampires supposedly don’t show up in photos, right?”

He’s not wrong, but you aren’t trying to waste any more time with that cursed film camera. Instead, you pull out your phone and—

“Hey, no cheating.” He snatches the phone from your grip and hands you back the cursed cam. You swipe your paw at him in hopes of reclaiming your phone, but he pulls it just out of your reach. Why is he being a dick all of a sudden? You liked him better when he was all shy and cute with the round glasses. But you suppose that was just a facade to distract people from what he actually is. “I’ll help you develop your film and make your print. Unless you were planning on going to TikTok for help.”

He’s not wrong, again. You did watch at least twenty photography TikToks with your cat before coming here, and even then, you’re not super confident about pulling the whole thing off without any mistakes.

“Okay fine,” you sigh, snapping a shot without even looking through the viewfinder. For a second, the alleged vampire looks like a deer in headlights.

“You do realize the lighting is practically nonexistent in here, right?” Unimpressed, Jungkook pulls you into the photography room across the hall and turns on the light. You squint the same way your cat does when you wake her up in the middle of the night to catch the creepy crawlies in your room. “And let me make sure your camera settings aren’t all fucked up.”

Once your eyes are finally adjusted, you get a better look at the boy fixing your camera. The red in his eyes isn’t as intense now, but they’re still really pretty. His hair is all ruffled in a super sexy way as opposed to the neatly combed style he had earlier in class. And all those hand tattoos make you wonder if there’s a whole sleeve of ink hidden beneath his shirt.

If he was cute as a button before, he’s hot as hell now.

“If you’re done drooling over me, you can take the picture now.” He takes his seat in the corner of the room and rests his legs on top of the desk like a gigachad. His icy stare into the camera is the icing on the cake. Turns out he’s good at modeling too.

“I wasn’t drooling over you,” you hiss. If he teases you one more time, you’re gonna lose it.

“Sorry, I meant eye-fucking me,” he hums as if that’s less of an insult. Whatever. You have to remind yourself that this arrogant boy is the key to passing this class. You can’t get into a scrap with him now or else your 4.15 GPA is as good as gone.

When the impromptu shoot is over, you have a decent amount of film ready to be developed. Hopefully Jungkook shows up in the prints whether or not he’s a vampire because you put a lot of thought into each composition. You’d also secretly want to keep the best one for your eyes only because that boy is truly a work of art. He may or may not be your new guilty pleasure.

Back in The Darkroom, Jungkook goes through the process with you step by step. He clarifies a lot of small details that your TikToks missed, like when you ask about the parts that need to be done in total darkness vs the red safelight. And he’s actually good at explaining it in a way that appeals to your scientist brain with all the chemicals and variables involved. He’d make a fantastic professor whom you wouldn’t mind bothering during office hours.

“We’ll let the film dry overnight and do the prints tomorrow,” the boy says as he gathers up his stuff and throws his jacket back on. Tomorrow? It’s a little concerning that you didn’t know this would be a two-day process.

“So I won’t know if you’re a vampire until tomorrow?” You’d like to know asap so you can rule out demon as a possibility because demons are kind of freaky. Although you’re sure Jungkook would find a way to make demons as seductive as vampires.

“Or I can answer your question right now.” He strides over to you and presses his lips into the nape of your neck. The way he sucks on your skin is delicate enough not to leave a mark but strong enough to send a naughty little signal down to the spot between your legs. “I’m told I’m not very gentle, though.”

Rough. He’s rough. And he could be rough with you. You wish you weren’t so turned on by that thought. This handsome vampire boy is really stirring the pot in that sacred section of your brain where all your sexual fantasies are stored away.

“I can wait until tomorrow,” you say before you can change your mind. No one said it would turn into sex (except for your dirty little mind), but now you’re curious to know what vampire sex might entail. Maybe it’s better than anything you’ve experienced.

“It’s better I leave before you tempt me with your other cat scratches, anyway. Specifically the ones on your thighs,” he says, ushering you out of The Darkroom and toward the exit of the art building. You’d like to know how he knows you have cat scratches on your thighs. Either vampire noses are extremely sensitive to blood, he has x-ray vision, or he’s aware of The Feline Urge to jump into your lap and knead your thighs with those tiny little claws. 

It’s much chillier outside now than it had been when you first arrived on campus. You didn’t think to bring a jacket, so you hug your camera bag in hopes that it’ll keep you warm on your walk home.

“Humans are so weak to the cold. It’s pathetic,” the boy says as if he doesn’t have any weaknesses of his own. Garlic? Silver? You make a note to yourself to compile a list of everything vampires might be weak to as soon as you get home. But instead of walking off like you’d expected him to do, he waits around and asks if you live nearby.

Jungkook’s POV

He should’ve just kept his mouth shut and let you walk home by yourself in the dark on this chilly autumn night. That’s what any other rational vampire would have done. After all, vampires know better than to get involved with humans. It’s statistically proven that humans are safer without vampires around. By that logic, you would’ve been better off walking home alone. 

But he would never live it down if something bad happened to you on your way home. It doesn’t matter that it’s just a five-minute walk. Besides, you looked so fragile and needy the way you clung to your camera bag for warmth.

So after shedding his jacket off and throwing it over your shivering shoulders, Jungkook finds himself walking you home. The five-minute walk isn’t unpleasant, either. He learns that you’re a biochemistry major hoping to get into a good med school, though he doesn’t think it should be an issue for someone as bright as you. You also talk a lot about your cat Stella and all her little antics and how you firmly believe that black cats are good luck instead of bad. He’s never considered himself much of a cat person, but that tiny sparkle in your eye is making him reconsider everything. Maybe he’ll visit the animal shelter tomorrow (just to browse!) or spend the rest of the night watching cat TikToks.

The most intriguing part is that, even though you suspect he’s not human, you haven’t treated him any differently. Typically, when humans learn of his vampire roots, they either freak out or ask too many questions pertaining to Twilight. You, on the other hand, make him feel like less of an alien and more like a boy you have a crush on. And that’s something he hasn’t felt for as long as he can remember.

As the two of you reach the door to your apartment, you hand the jacket back to him and pause before heading in.

“Thank you for tonight,” you say in the most angelic voice. “For helping me with the assignment and walking me home and not letting me freeze.”

“No problem.” That’s not entirely true. There’s definitely one problem he can think of. Now that he knows where you live, there’s little stopping him from knocking on your door like a pathetic lost puppy whenever he’s craving your taste. He’s already struggling to control himself around you as it is. He would have bitten straight into your neck and sapped you of your sweet syrupy blood if you hadn't said you were fine with waiting to see what the prints show. Curse you and your patience.

A meow and some scratches from inside prompt you to open the door. Your eager little kitty completely ignores you and circles Jungkook like a shark. Her tail is extra bushy as she rubs her face against his leg.

“Does that mean she likes me?” he asks. He knows about cat language as much as you know about photography—not much at all.

“She likes you more than she likes me,” you say, wiping away a fake tear as you step through the doorway. “C’mon Stella, we have to let Uncle Jungkook go home now.”

Still ignoring you, Stella stretches her arms up Jungkook’s leg. He quickly picks up on the cue to lift her and cradle her like a baby. The warmth of the cat is soothing against his cold vampire body.

“She wants to come home with me.” His lips curve upward ever so slightly as the sleepy kitty purrs against his chest. If a seven-pound cat can emit this much warmth in his arms, he has much to look forward to when you and him—No, no. He shouldn’t be thinking with his cock at a wholesome time like this.

“Fine, you can be her new photographer. See if I care,” you say with a faux hmph. Two seconds later, you’re desperately trying to pry the stubborn Stella out of Jungkook’s arms. And although you eventually get the cat back, she flails around in your arms for the remainder of the farewells.

“It was nice meeting you, Stella,” Jungkook says, waving goodbye as he reverses out of your doorway and heads toward his apartment. “Oh, and Y/N, keep the vampire thing between you and me.”

“Sure, I won’t tell anyone,” you call out to him. He knew he could count on you to be a good girl. “But only if you agree to go on some study dates with me.”

Fuck. He should have known you’d put conditions on it. He already rejected your study dates once, but things have changed since then. He’d been scared of losing control and hurting you if he got too close to you, but you showed him that sparkle in your eye and now he’s committed to helping you succeed in any way possible. Even if that means going on a few study dates with you. He just has to learn how to keep his blood and sex cravings in check.

“Fine,” he says.

@jjk817263: Hey, meet me outside the art building in 20 minutes so we can finish your prints.

@fairycatstella: sorry stella isnt taking on any more sponsorship requests at this time thank you

@jjk817263: No, no. I’m not a company contacting you about a sponsorship. It’s Jeon Jungkook. From your Advanced Photography class? The one with the glasses. I helped you develop your film in the darkroom.

You burst out laughing at your phone screen. Even after the night you spent with him in The Darkroom, he really thinks you’ve forgotten about him already. He’s as awkward online as he is during class with the round glasses. Except you don’t think he’s just pretending to be awkward right now. It’s kind of cute to see him squirm.

@fairycatstella: youre seriously asking me out on our first study date by sliding into my cat’s DMs??

@jjk817263: You didn’t give me your number.

@fairycatstella: you didnt ask for it! smh

@jjk817263: Whatever. Stop calling it a study date or I’ll suck you dry🧛

@fairycatstella: you dont scare me btw

@fairycatstella: unless youre actually a demon. demons are 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

@jjk817263: What’s wrong with demons? What’d they ever do to you?

@fairycatstella: have you ever seen demon slayer

@jjk817263: Yeah, I’ve seen some demon slayers in my days.

@fairycatstella: 👁👄👁

@fairycatstella: nvm we can watch it together on another date. it’s good but too scary to watch alone

@jjk817263: I swear if you call it a date one more time, I’ll call up all my demon buddies and you can host a watch party with them.

@fairycatstella: DATE💋

You smile to yourself like an idiot. As much as you’d like to tease him about his cute little “threats,” you have a study date to get ready for.

When you arrive on campus, you immediately spot the boy with round glasses leaning against the concrete structure just outside the art building. It’s still early in the day, which probably explains why his dark circles are so prominent. That doesn’t make him any less cute, though.

“Hey,” you say, tapping on his shoulder. He looks up from his phone and nods, barely acknowledging your existence. Wow, you can’t believe you made an effort to look cute in your corduroy dress only for him to give you the cold shoulder. Literally. You suppose that’s where the expression comes from. “Ready for our study date?”

Jungkook narrows his eyes at the taboo phrase.

“Ready to meet my demon friends? I have a lot of them, you know. And they’re always hungry. That watch party isn’t going to be so fun when you see your grocery bill,” he throws back at you. He’s serious about it, too. 

“Oh no, that’s absolutely terrifying,” you snicker. You honestly don’t care what kind of wholesome threats Jungkook comes up with next. Sounds like he wouldn’t harm a fly, like he’d catch it and release it outside instead of swatting it against the wall. So yeah. You’re going to keep calling it a study date until he completely loses it, bites you, and introduces you to the forbidden concept of angry vampire sex.

He shuts his eyes, rubs his temples, and mutters something along the lines of, “for fucks sake,” as he drags you into The Darkroom.

As soon as the two of you step inside, Jungkook removes the round glasses. His dark circles slowly start to disappear as the red deepens in his eyes. His tattoos creep onto his skin like they’re drawing themselves in. What a beautifully mysterious creature he is.

You’re suddenly reminded of something worth mentioning. “I’ve been meaning to ask why you downplay your appearance so much with other people.” Or whenever he’s not alone with you. You get that the darkness plays a role in altering a few of his physical features, but no one’s forcing him to wear those glasses.

“You mean why I look like the nerdy kid sitting on a 4.3 GPA?” It’s as if he can read your mind. Maybe that’s one of his vampire powers.

You nod, although you don’t mean it as an insult the way it came off when he said it.

“So people don’t ask me out on study dates.” He cocks his head with a smirk. Oh boy, he really knows how hot he is and how many people would ask him out if he looked like this all the time. He’s like the opposite of a catfish, except his “nerdy kid sitting on a 4.3 GPA” look was still cute enough to bait you into asking him out.

“What do you have against dates?” 

He shrugs. As much as he likes to complain about study dates, he’s pretty quiet now. 

Ah, shit. Maybe he’s aromantic and you overstepped. Or maybe he’s just not interested in you. Fuck.

To fill the silence, you start on the next steps in making your prints, whatever those might be. You must look like a lost lamb because you’re pacing back and forth holding things and not knowing what to do with them. Thankfully, the boy steps in to guide you the rest of the way. Crisis avoided.

As your first print sits in the developer solution, you watch the shape of the boy’s body fade onto the page—his hands clasped behind his head, his legs propped up on the desk, and his gorgeous eyes that still pierce through you in black and white. You should’ve guessed he’d show up in the print, considering you did see him in the tiny negatives that developed last night. Still, it’s not like you knew at which point vampires were supposed to magically disappear in the photography process.

Does that mean he’s not a vampire after all?

“Still drooling over me, huh?” Jungkook says as he monitors his own print soaking in the solution. His photo looks like a small pond, but it’s hard to make out anything beyond that until it develops more. “Don’t forget to move the print to the next solution.”

You do as you’re told and move your print into the stop bath. Perhaps you’re a little biased, but your photo of the boy looks like it’s coming out pretty well, composition and all. Or maybe he’s just handsome enough to make any lackluster photo into something extraordinary. It’s probably a mix of both.

After letting your print sit in the stop bath and fixer solutions, you admire the finished product of your first attempt at traditional photography. Okay, yes, Jeon Jungkook is really, really hot, and he photographs well. You’ve already established that fifty times by now. But you’re also proud that you made some creative decisions and didn’t fuck it up the way you’d been half expecting. Maybe this advanced photography class won’t be the bane of your existence after all. And at the very least, you’ll come out of this class with some eye candy decor to liven up your minimalist bedroom.

“The whole thing about vampires and photos is just a myth, you know.” Jungkook walks over to your station and points at himself on your print. “I can confirm that this guy you’re drooling over is really a vampire.”

You nod, relieved that he’s not an evil demon prince or anything scary like that. At this point, it would’ve been a bit of a letdown if it turned out he wasn’t a vampire. It also puts your mind at ease to know there’s some sort of explanation for his fetish with your cat scratches, even if it’s not a scientific one.

The thought of vampire sex doesn’t even cross your mind. Until it does. For some reason, you imagine that cute boy with the round glasses losing himself in a desperate lust and longing for your body after getting the tiniest taste of your blood. You hope he’s as rough as they say he is.

To distract yourself from those wildly inappropriate thoughts, you look through your strips of film for more photos to print. You pick the one you took of your cat just before she pounced at you and another of the vampire that focuses on the details of his hand tattoos.

While you process those prints one by one, you examine Jungkook’s completed pond print. It gives off quiet, cozy vibes with a family of ducks out for a swim and a couple sitting in the grass with their sketchbooks out. How do you know they’re a couple? You don’t, but that’s the assumption from the onlooker's point of view. And it’s a tender moment that you wouldn’t expect from a guy who acts like dates are taboo.

“This might be a dumb question, but can vampires feel things in a romantic sense?” You really hope the question doesn’t come off as insensitive in any way. But you’re curious to know more. After all, he’s still very much a mystery to you.

Jungkook nods. “Unfortunately, yeah. We can feel whatever humans feel. Less of some things, like the cold. And more of other things.”

Heartbreak. You wonder if heartbreak is to blame for his dark response to your question and his distaste for dates.

“You asked what I have against dates,” he continues as you move your cat print from one solution to the next. “I don’t have anything against them. I just avoid them to avoid feeling certain feelings.”

“You don’t want to feel romantic feelings?” You finish the cat print and start on the one with Jungkook’s hand tattoos. 

“It’s complicated for vampires.” He frowns at your cat print. It’s a cute pic of Stella’s dilated pupils, but the blurriness isn’t going to work for your assignment. You suppose you’ll just hang it up next to your eye candy decor. “And it’s especially complicated when said vampires let themselves fall for humans. You look like the kind of person who’s seen all the Twilight movies ten times, but you don’t need to be a diehard fan to realize the consequences of that sort of relationship.”

Perhaps he’s afraid of endangering the human he falls in love with. You don’t exactly know how much self-control vampires have over their lust for blood, but regardless, it’s in their nature to prey on humans. By avoiding close interactions with humans (ie. your bothersome study dates), nobody catches feelings, and nobody gets hurt. If you had to guess, that’s the reason why Jungkook tries to be so distant and cold with you. Because if he outright hated you, he wouldn’t waste his time guiding you through the basics of photography.

“First of all, how dare you profile me and assume I’ve watched the Twilight movies ten times.” You’ve actually seen them over twenty times each, but who’s counting? “Second of all, is the Volturi coming for us? Don’t answer that. And lastly, does a relationship really have to be off the table for you?”

Jungkook shakes his head. “It’s situational.”

That’s true. You can’t always control how you feel or who you fall in love with, no matter how hard you try not to. But that’s all you really needed to hear from him—assurance that he’d give love a chance if that’s where his heart’s pointing him.

“Anyway,” he says, clearly ready to change the topic. You barely hear him because you’re busy humming away as you pull your last print from the fixer solution. “You look awfully happy making all those prints.”

“I think I finally got the hang of it.” You glance at the hand tattoo print and decide to submit that one for the class assignment. You captured the details of his tattoos pretty well, and the exposure is just right. It also helps that Jungkook’s face is out of frame so that your classmates can’t start any rumors. Mission accomplished.

“Weren’t you crying just yesterday about not being able to drop this class?” he teases you. You knew it. He’d seen the tears you tried to blink away, he’d heard your cry for help when you ranted to him about your dipshit counselor, and he did what he could to help you find your footing again after you’d hit rock bottom.

“That was before you agreed to my study dates,” you remind him. “Before you helped me realize I’m not actually terrible at photography.”

“So you’re saying I threatened your counselor into letting you drop the class for nothing?”

“You got him to change his mind?” Your eyes widen. Who would’ve thought that worthless counselor would have a change of heart. “What’d you threaten him with? A tea party with the boys?”

“The boys?”

“Your hungry demon buddies, obviously. I’m sure they’d love some biscuits and scones.”

“They prefer meat, actually. The expensive kind,” he plays along to your banter. “Are you taking notes for your grocery run before the big watch party?”

As much as you’d love to conquer your fear of demons, you don’t want a big watch party. You want it to be just you and him—a party of two that involves minimal watching and lots of touching.

“Well, regardless of your method, thank you for dealing with that headache of a counselor for my sake,” you say. He didn’t have to do that for you nor did he have to teach you everything you know about photography. But he did, and that means the world to you. He might act all cold and arrogant sometimes, but you know he’s still as caring as the bespectacled cutie you first met in class. 

“So what’s the verdict? Are you gonna drop the class or stick around?”

“I would have dropped it,” you start off. If not for a certain vampire, you’d be running down to the counseling office as fast as you can to banish that class from your schedule. But since Jungkook’s willing to keep up these study dates for the rest of the semester, you’d like to think you can pass the class without jeopardizing your chances of getting into a good med school. You’re sure your cat’s influencer status will also benefit from all the photo tips and tricks you’ll learn along the way. “But right now, you’re giving me every reason to stay.”

“Good.” He eyes you up and down, more so out of admiration than lust. Looks like your efforts to look cute are paying off after all. “You’re the only one I can tolerate in that class.”

“Aww, you’d be lonely without me?” you tease with a big fat smile on your face.

“I didn’t say that.” Deny, deny, deny. You don’t buy it anyway. “It’d be a lot more boring, though. That’s for sure.”

Jungkook steps closer until you can feel the chill of his body robbing you of your warmth. He pulls the prints out of your hands and tosses them aside onto the counter behind you. With your hands now free to roam, you slide them up to his neck and comb them through the stubborn tuft of hair sticking up. His eyes are the reddest you’ve seen them. That’s not all, though. Under the red lights, everything feels more intense—the intimacy, the temptation, and the kind of danger you aren’t afraid to explore.

He slips the strap of your dress off your shoulder and strokes his thumb against a sensitive spot along the nape of your neck. The chills you get from his cold touch fuel the heat down below, right between your legs. You’re curious to know how good it’d feel to have his icy fingers all over your hot little pussy. Amazing, probably.

You feel something sharp and jagged graze your skin like a cat claw when Stella paws you politely for attention. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s also not cutting into your skin at all. The boy pulls back for a second to hold your gaze.

“It’ll hurt a lot more than a cat scratch, you know.”

“More than a cat bite, too?”

“Yes.”

“More than a lip piercing?”

“Yes.”

“More than a tat—”

“Y/N,” he puts an end to your rambling. You only shut up because you like the way it sounds when he says your name. “It’s painful, and I’m not just saying that to scare you. I won’t do it if—”

“I’ll be okay,” you assure him. You may or may not have cried once when your cat bit your toe in her teething days, but he doesn’t need to know that. The last thing you want to do is chase away the boy who’d avoided close human interactions up until this point.

He nods before spinning you around and pinning you against the counter with your ass facing him. You tilt your head to the side and let him grope one of your breasts from behind as he finds that sweet spot on your neck once more. Your grip around his arm tightens in anticipation.

Before you know it, all you feel is a rush of pain. The kind of pain you’d imagine if your cat evolved into a saber-toothed tiger and made you her next meal. You can’t tell if it’s his fangs sinking deeper into your skin or the rapid draining of your blood that hurts more. The boy bites down harder, and a whimper escapes your throat against your will. This one feels more like an injection with the fattest needle the doctor can find. A different sensation from pain quickly invades your body. It’s burning with intensity.

The two holes in your neck suddenly feel hollow as the boy pulls back to check on you. You look over your shoulder. His eyes are wide with concern, and his lips are beautifully plump and drenched in your blood. It looks more like a sweet strawberry glaze. Is it bad that you want him to kiss you with those lips?

“You okay?” He wipes the blood from his mouth and licks it off his thumb before it can drip down his chin. His tongue cleans up your neck as well. To your surprise, the pain vanishes, or maybe you’re just numb to it. 

You nod. You might not have been okay a few seconds ago, but you are now. Your body just feels hot. Really hot. Like if Jungkook doesn’t get you out of your dress right now, you’re going to lose it. 

You spin around to face him and press your body against his. Your fists cling to his black crewneck, your eyes beg for him to undress you, your body aches to be touched.

Finally, the boy takes a hint and slips your body out of the dress. He lifts you onto the counter and stares at you in your cutest lingerie, perhaps plotting where he might bite you next. Before he can think too much about it, you throw your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

His lips collide with yours. Your tongue gets tangled with his. It’s messy, dirty, loud, but you love every second of it. Not even the hint of blood you taste can spoil the moment.

“Mm, you're driving me mad, Jeon,” you whisper down his throat as you start grinding against his crotch. That big bulge in his pant has been tempting you for far too long. You wonder if anyone’s ever been kicked out of photography class for having sex in The Darkroom. Thankfully, there’s a lock so no one can walk in while you’re being fucked on top of the counter… or while negatives and prints are being developed.

You feel his hands sneak down from your waist. The tips of his fingers loop around your panties and slip them off your booty with such finesse. You’re ready to return the favor by freeing what you assume is a nice and swollen vampire cock trapped in his tight jeans, but he keeps on going with his own agenda. You’re not complaining.

He lifts one of your legs and leaves a trail of eager kisses up your inner thigh. His lips are so soft that you almost forget about his fangs. He could very easily bite you again, but he doesn’t.

As his lips get closer to your center, you can’t stop thinking about how desperately you need his tongue to soothe the unbearable ache between your legs. You haven’t even been touched yet, but you already tell that you won’t last long.

Before he goes in for a taste, he glances up at you helplessly pleading with your eyes for him to start pleasuring you already. Your face is so flushed with heat and sex, and it’s apparently distracting enough for Jungkook to stare at for a good minute instead of touching you.

Impatient and frustrated, you move your own hand down, but you’re immediately caught. He holds your wrist with a firm grip and gives you a devilish smirk. “I want to watch you squirm some more for me.”

You knew it. He gets a real kick out of torturing you in such an aroused state. You whine like a hungry little kitten as you roll your hips out of desperation, but there’s nothing to grind against, nothing to rub away your thirst for raw and rough sex. You’re so powerless.

“Good girl.” Pleased with your behavior, the vampire licks his thumb and strokes you once between your wet folds. You cry out in pleasure with your head thrown back and almost come on the spot. That’s how well your body responds to his touch and the sound of his voice.

“More,” you beg. You’re back to square one with nothing but a soaked pussy that isn’t being tended to. Who knows how long he intends to keep toying with you like this. “Please, more.”

He throws both of your thighs over his shoulders and pulls you in by the ass until he’s got the perfect view of your poor little pussy all drenched in your own lust. You don’t think you’ve ever been this wet in your entire life. 

You admittedly have a kink for guys eating you out, but all the other guys you’ve slept with had to be convinced to test the waters (they were shitty), and a few of them didn’t even bother hiding their lack of enthusiasm (they were shittier). So the fact that Jungkook’s mouth naturally gravitates down there is not only a pleasant surprise but also a huge turn-on. You wonder if he somehow picked up on that kink of yours, or if it’s a byproduct of being a vampire who lusts after the taste of his lover.

Without warning, his tongue presses into you and flirts with that swollen aching bud of yours. You grab a fistful of the boy’s hair the way you’d be clawing bedsheets if the two of you weren’t stuck doing it on campus. God, he must be so fucking good in bed where no one has to worry about knocking over expensive photo equipment or spilling chemicals out of the trays neither of you bothered emptying before things got physical.

The first time he sucks your clit between his lips, the raw and filthy moan you let out is comparable to the moans you usually reserve for the best orgasms. That’s how fucking good his mouth feels. Hopefully, the walls can block sound as effectively as they block light.

“Don’t come yet,” he warns, still very much into your pretty little pussy. You nod submissively even though he’s far too invested in eating you out to look up. There’s something so charming about a guy who likes giving oral as much as he likes being the dominant one. Jungkook clearly knows how to do both.

You really start to come undone when he feasts on your clit like a lollipop, working his tongue and sucking at the same time. It must be the best lollipop in the world because he’s really going at it with impassioned moans and groans of his own. Hearing him enjoy it only brings you closer to hitting your high. Your eyes roll back and your lewd sounds keep leaking out of you like a broken record, as if your body has completely surrendered to the pleasure he’s giving you.

“Fuck, Jungkook, please, I—”

There’s a knock at the door.

Your whole body stiffens. You’ve never been interrupted during sex. What do people normally do? You’d ask Jungkook, but he’s still busy with your lower half.  And he obviously knows there’s someone waiting outside because he snorts at the muffled gasp you almost fail to contain.

“Um, we’ll be out in a minute, sorry,” you call out in as steady of a voice as you can manage while on the verge of coming.

A second later, the boy finishes you off with a soft and sneaky bite and a whole lot of tongue to help you ride out your orgasm. It’s probably the only vampire bite that’s all pleasure and no pain. You wish all of them could be like that.

Your sex sounds would have been much louder and filthier if someone wasn’t waiting on the other side of the door, but the soft whimpering you do isn’t exactly wholesome either. Even after the pleasure fades, you need to take a moment to catch your breath and come back down to reality. 

Jungkook does the same, dropping your legs from his shoulders and licking your creamy lust off his lips. He waits at the door for you to straighten up and slip your dress back on since you were the only one on the receiving end. It’s an absolute tragedy that his cock didn’t get any action, but you’re hopeful there will be a next time.

“Would you have kept going?” you ask after the two of you escape The Darkroom. He’s walking you home without even offering.

“Did it seem like I was done with you?” He narrows his eyes at your ignorance.

“No… but I mean, how much longer were you going to make me wait?” If you had to guess, you’d say he had another solid twenty minutes in him. After all, he was savoring every bit of your taste.

“That’s for you to find out next time,” he says so nonchalantly. So there definitely will be a next time. Good to know. Now you have time to mentally prepare for the long and delicious torture ahead. “You’re gonna wish someone interrupts us again.”

Sounds promising.

Jungkook’s POV

“Hey, can I tell you a secret?” you ask him with that dang sparkle in your eye. He nods, of course. “I think I enjoyed our quickie in The Darkroom more than any sex I’ve had in the bedroom.”

That’s because vampire fangs contain a special venom that temporarily enhances the sexual urges and pleasures of the humans they bite. Apparently, it brings their pleasure up to the same intensity that vampires feel (aka a lot more than the average human).

The problem is that Jungkook doesn’t know how to bring it up to you. You clearly didn’t handle the bite all that well, and he doesn’t want to sound like he’s just pressuring you into giving him your blood in exchange for a better sexual experience.

“Do the Twilight vampires have any special venom?” he asks.

“It turns humans into vampires, I think,” you shrug. “Why? Are you planning on turning me into a vampire?”

“No, no,” he waves off your valid accusation. That’s a loaded question for some other time. “The venom I injected you with—”

“You injected me with venom?”

“Yeah, but it’s harmless… kind of.” He’s digging himself into a hole. It’s probably better to just be frank. “It’s like a sex enhancer so humans can feel the same level of pleasure as us.”

“Oh.” You purse your lips in thought. Your duck face is quite adorable. “Is that why I felt so hot after you bit me?”

“Yeah,” he nods. “I should’ve told you soon—”

“Wait, so are you actually bad at giving oral, but I just enjoyed it because of the sex venom?” Another valid (but rude) accusation. He can tell you’re just messing with him, though. You do this cute little nose scrunch thing whenever you’re being flirty.

“Fine, I won’t bite you next time.” All this talk about a next time. Hopefully you want a next time as much as he does. He’s already yearning for your body to be his again. “Then you can tell me how much you hate it while your wet little pussy rubs itself against my tongue and—”

“Okay, I get it. You’re a good lay with or without the sex venom,” you snicker. The way you keep referring to it as “the sex venom” is so endearing for no reason. Everything you do at this point is charming the fuck out of him. That’s how bad he has it for you, though he’d never outright admit it.

When the two of you arrive at your doorstep, Jungkook waits for you to pull out your keys and say goodbye. But instead, you stand there and blink at him. He blinks back.

“Do vampires need to be invited in?” You sound so shy all of a sudden. Maybe you like his company. Maybe you want someone to cuddle up to while watching that demon thing you won’t shut up about.

“Is that your way of inviting me in?”

“We could watch Demon Slayer?” you suggest as you open the door and usher him in. He still has no idea what Demon Slayer is, but he’ll watch it with you if it means you’ll never lose that mischievous little sparkle in your eye. 

Jungkook nods. He’s starting to feel like what the kids these days call a “simp.” Except, the things he does for you are unconditional. He’s never looking for anything in return, not when he talked your counselor into letting you drop the class, nor when he decided to help you out in the darkroom. The only thing he’s made you promise is to keep the vampire thing a secret. And that just comes with the territory.

“Don’t invite your demon friends, though.” You throw your arms over his shoulders and give him a nice long kiss. God, he loves how good you taste. Kisses aren’t supposed to be sweeter than blood, but yours are. “I want you all to myself.”

He carries you to the bedroom, plays with your cat, and decides that Inosuke is his favorite Demon Slayer character. He even helps you hang up your new wall decor even though it makes him feel like he’s your new celebrity crush. 

But his favorite part is the way you run your little fingers across his cold skin, the way you trace his tattoos and say you want one too, and the warmth you radiate when you’re with him.

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wicked • 2

↳ Summary: In a desperate hope to stop war from breaking you are a serviced to wed the most vile man alive, the one who has committed atrocities and war crimes beyond comprehension, he who is responsible for the fall of many nations, the wicked prince who’s heart is made of stone. You are to marry a man who challenges every belief and moral you stand for, all while being faced in a foreign land with nobody but yourself too trust…But are you both truly that different? Or is hate not too far from love?

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/reader feat. Seokjin

↳ Genre: arranged marriage AU, enemies to lovers, it’s kind of a period AU??? Historical but also technically not? prince!AU, eventual smut

Word Count: 6k

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Note: I’m a whore for already updating this but I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been so excited to share this story 😭 lemme know how y’all feel about it!

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Your dress felt more like a prison with every breath you forced from your lips. You had always imagined your wedding day, how sunny and beautiful it would be. You always wanted a wedding in spring when the flowers would be blooming, and the man waiting at the end of the aisle would be your lover Seokjin. Many things were wrong with this day, how the remaining nip of winter was still in the air. How it was gray murky. How the man who was waiting for you was a disgusting disgrace to mankind.

Just the memory of the indecent moan you had heard yesterday evening came to mind making your lips twist into a scowl, the unflattering sight of your harsh glare staring back at you in the mirror as the maid continued braiding and elaborately decorating it.

You would be getting married in less than an hour, soon your life would be sealed away as nothing more than a pond in a much larger game of chess. “You shouldn’t look so distraught Y/n.” You straightened up at the sound of your mother, her image coming into view in the reflection of the mirror, your lips quivered before falling into a frown, refusing to meet her gaze once more as she tutted, “It is your wedding day.”

“To a callous, cruel, man.” You muttered under your breath, leaning your head against your hand to rest as the maid finished up on your hair, curtseying before taking her leave. Leaving you and your mother alone as you sighed, standing up, “Am I not allowed to even feel anymore?” You didn’t mean for it to come out accusingly, yet it did anyways, your true feelings for the situation bleeding through as you quickly turned away, closing your eyes as you sighed, “I’m..I’m sorry mother, I didn’t…”

You felt a soft delicate hand rest on your shoulder, “I know, my love. If I could have it my way I would send them away. But I can’t, so we must make the most of our situation.” You felt your eyes sting as your mother turned you around, your heart gripping at the idea of leaving first thing in the morning to ride for Penumbra’s capitol. You’d leave your only home, the beautiful fields, and warm sunny days behind.

“I don’t wanna go.” You could barely whisper before choking on your tears, your vision blurred and your heart wretched with pain at the idea of parting with your family. You’d be alone with no one to help you once you crossed the border, you had heard Penumbra was a heathenistic kingdom, full of thugs and ruffians. You didn’t want to see if those rumors were true.

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Closer - Masterlist | KNJ, JJK

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader x Jungkook

Genre: smut, friends to lovers, there was only one bed!, Reunion!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Series Warnings: unrequited crushes becoming requited, 190811 Jungkook and platinum blonde Namjoon are the visuals, also both are gym rats so…. think “thick,”excessive use of “Noona,” needy Jungkook, “baby girl” Namjoon agenda, poly relationship, each chapter will have specific smut warnings

Word Count: 5k so far

Disclaimer: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: During your college reunion weekend, one unbelievably hot evening brings you and your old friends Namjoon and Jungkook together, in ways you've only dreamed of. Weeks later, you can't let the memory of that night go. Can the three of you get closer?

A/N: Thought I should make a little ML for this miniseries to keep them all together! 💕

Part One: No Regrets

One hot night spent lying between your friends Jungkook and Namjoon brings old feelings to light. “Do you have any regrets, Noona?”

Part Two: Together

There’s no holding back tonight, as you and your old friends Jungkook and Namjoon decide to do something about your regrets. Together.

Part Three: No Looking Back

You can't forget the memory of that night. Neither can they. Can the three of you get closer?

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lets get personal.

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

4: What do you think about most?

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

7: What’s your strangest talent?

8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

13: What’s your religion?

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

17: What was the last lie you told?

18: Do you believe in karma?

19: What does your URL mean?

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

23: How do you vent your anger?

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

36: Define Art.

37: Do you believe in luck?

38: What’s the weather like right now?

39: What time is it?

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

41: What was the last book you read?

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

43: Do you have any nicknames?

44: What was the last film you saw?

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

48: What’s your sexual orientation?

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

50: Do you believe in magic?

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

52: What is your astrological sign?

53: Do you save money or spend it?

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

55: Love or lust?

56: In a relationship?

57: How many relationships have you had?

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

59: Where were you yesterday?

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

62: What’s your favourite animal?

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

64: Where is your best friend?

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

66: What is your heritage?

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

77: How can I win your heart?

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

80: What size shoes do you wear?

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

82: What is your favourite word?

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

85: What’s the last song you listened to?

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?

87: What is your current desktop picture?

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

98: Ever been on a plane?

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?

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Show Me Something (M)

↳ Title | Show Me Something

↳ Pairings | Jeon Jungkook x reader

↳ Genre | Road Trip!au, Friends to Enemies to Lovers!au, First Love!au, Smut, Voyeurism

↳ Prompt | Take a Road Trip

↳ Summary | He was your first kiss years ago, only to become your first heartbreak the next day. Your life would have been much easier if only you would forget about him and move on, instead of having to see him almost every day because your best friend had fallen in love with his best friend. When your pal had suggested having a road trip for the final days of summer break before going back to campus, you said yes for a reprieve. Too bad she forgot to tell you about the two extra passengers tagging along. One of which is the boy who still has a tight hold of your heart without either of you even knowing it.

↳ Ratings | +18 / M for Mature

↳ Warning | Heavy angst, slow burn, implied domestic abuse (briefly mentioned), mutual pining with a hint of sexual tension, public massage, public sex, lots of make up sex, car sex, undeniably non-hygienic act of penetration sex, breast play, nipple play (male receiver, in which Jungkook has sensitive nipples), extensive foreplay (clothed foreplay, clit play, fingering, cunnilingus/female receiver), cum play, creampie, dirty talk, thigh riding, hand job, piercing play, size kink (?), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation. Jungkook has tattoos. He also has dick and nipple piercings.  

↳ Word count | 51,7k words (I’m sorry T^T)

↳ Cross-post | AO3 | Inkitt

↳ Song Companion | Evrdo - Circle // The Ambientalist - Missing You // THEY. - Count Me In // Teflon Sega - No Turning Back // Tim Schaufert - Our Wreckage (feat. Yosie) // DPR Ian - Nerves

In your memories, he would always be the same ten-year-old boy you first met at the school gate many years ago.

Still standing at the same height as yours, there was no need for you to tilt your head up to look at him then. Even though he would still find his way to ruffle your hair to make it clear that he was going to be way taller than you would be in the future.

In your memories, he is still the same thin figured boy you grew up with. The boy who barely cared about his messy hair, letting some fall over his face while the others were jutting up to various directions on the top of his head from the amount of time he had been ruffling them with his hands out of nerves.

He would still be the same boy you would find standing still with his eyes rounded wide in astonishment whenever he was curious or interested in something. The sweet innocent boy who would be nibbling or licking his lips when he was thinking hard or when he was shy. The same boy who would come to your house, sometimes still wearing the uniform from his martial arts class and still sweaty after practice, only to pull you away from your room or any dark shadow you were wallowing yourself in to get you out and into the light. He would be tugging you along with him as he ran through the front yard, letting you follow him wherever he would go to help you forget about your troubles at home.

In your memories, he was the only person who could bring the light in your dark. The one who would listen to you when you had no one to run to. Whose warm eyes and innocent smile would always be able to make you believe that he could make a difference.

And for you, he did. Even if it was only for a limited time.

He had helped you create the little bubble where only you and him existed together. Where he made you feel safe and protected. Where you felt well taken care of under his warmth.

He was the one who gave you reasons to believe, to open your eyes before you finally became brave enough to open your heart for him. He was your best friend, and a lot more.

Holding his hand made you feel like everything was right in the world and nothing could ever come between you to tear you both apart. For the beginning of your teenage years, he had been a huge part of it. And you had thought that he would become a part of so much more.

Until he wasn’t.

And it took only one kiss to ruin it all.

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Jungkook 🐰 Fic Rec (2)

Note.

💜 = personal favorites | ✓ = completed | ✐ = ongoing | ✗ = discontinued, on hiatus | strike through = deactivated, deleted

f = fluff | s = smut | a = angst

Oneshots/Drabbles

Supernatural / Fantasy / Magic/ Superhero AU

Bad Omega, Sweet Omega (10k) s, a, f | werewolf au, omega jungkook

Part of the Bad And Sweet Trilogy

Caught Inbetween (2k) s | hybrid au (*on ao3)

Bunny Adventures (13.6k) s | hybrid au

Courage (2k) f | hybrid au, pining (*on ao3)

Depend on Me (13.1k) s | hybrid au, childhood friends to lovers

Not a Creature was Stirring (10k) horror, s | hybrid au, fantasy au

Explorer (17.8k) f, s | alien au, strangers to friends to lovers + Drabble

Chronicles of My Witchy GF 💜 (31.8k) f, s, crack | witch au, established relationship

Suck It Up! (9.7k) f, s | vampire au, college au, friends-to-lovers

Part of the Nightmare on Tumblr.com

Lucifer (13.5K) s | demon au

Graceful Gods (26k) a, s, f, slight crack | greek god au, strangers to lovers, college au

Worshipers of the Sea (16.3k) f, a | god au

Part of The Worshiper Series

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Watch Me Undress - 2

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He watches her strip her clothes off, get in the shower, spread her legs and fuck herself in the hopes that he is watching her… she gets off being watched, and he wants nothing more than for her to be a filthy slut with her legs open for him. He’s not real, but oh.. he is. And he’ll make sure she feels it.

genre: exhibitionism, voyeurism, supernatural!au, ghost!jk, dom!jk, voyeur!jk, submissive!reader, exhibitionist!reader

Link to part one.

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“N-no, wait, wait, what are you doing to me?” I whisper desperately, trying to push him away.

I’m not about to fuck someone I don’t know, that isn’t even real?

Leaving soft kisses up to my ear he whispers, “But I am real, you can feel me.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?”

“Of course I can,” he says, dismissively. He’s too focused on making me lose my focus.

Biting the top of my ear, his hands wander around reaching places I so badly want him to reach.

His breathing gets heavier and heavier as he kisses and bites my neck, getting more desperate by the minute.

My towel comes undone as he pushes me down on the couch, and I’m back to being fully exposed.

And I fucking love it.

“Please, please please please…” I keep begging, grabbing a fistful of his hair and pushing his head deeper into my neck.

“Yeah, fuck, that’s right, keep fucking begging,” he huffs, and god it’s so hot.

He suddenly pulls away, and within a second, his leather jacket is off to reveal a loose, soft white tee tucked into his black jeans.

“Kiss me, please,” I whimper and his lips immediately land on mine.

The kiss is rough, and it’s obvious who is in position of power. His dominance is overwhelming…

I open my mouth only to allow him to bite my lip, and bite it again, explore every bit of me that he can, huffing and groaning, making me drip with desperation.

“Fuck, babygirl.”

His fingers wander down to my folds, separating them roughly and snickering, “Yeah, you’re fucking wet for me aren’t you?”

“Mmmh,” I groan in a squeaky tone, feeling really, really exposed.

All the sudden, he stops all his movements.

“You want me to watch you. Stare at you naked. Explore you. Inspect you. And fuck you,” he says in a really low tone, eyes dark with determination to ruin me.

“Jungkook…” I groan, unable to say actual sentences.

“Let me have a look at just how wet you are…” he whispers, head going down towards my lower half.

“Ah-wh-what are you doing? I whimper, raising my head to look down at him.

“Inspecting you,”

“W-what?”

“Wanna shut the fuck up for me, princess, or do you want me to show how to shut up?” He says, looking directly into my eyes while gripping my thigh.

Why do I like it when he talks to me like that?

“I do it more so because you enjoy it, baby.”

Fuck. I’m going to climax just hearing him call me baby.

“Baby?”

I whimper hearing that, and he just snickers at heads back down.

His fingers slowly separate my folds, his eyes slowly taking in the image before him.

“Look at you… filthy slut. Pink and glistening, all for me, huh baby?”

I’m just getting wetter by the thought of him looking, and his words are making it worse.

“Aw, did I do this to you? Is little slutty princess wet for me?”

I whimper, closing my legs out of reflex.

He slaps my thigh the minute I do that, separating my legs aggressively.

“Your legs stay open for me. Is that understood?” He growls.

“Y-yes..”

His fingers slowly touch the inner folds, as if to inspect all of it. He slowly trails down from the clit down to my hole, trying to push in.

“You like this baby? Me looking at it all? Up close?”

“Please, more…”

His eyes turn darker and two of his fingers land on my swollen clit. Fingering my clit, he speeds up his pace.

Moans fill the room and tears run down my cheek as I let him do what he’s doing.

God, no vibrator can match up to the pace of his fingers right now.

Faster and faster, I reach my high and curl up, moaning loudly.

“Feel good? Yeah?”

I whimper and nod.

My eyelids start feeling heavy and I knew this was too good to come back from. I can barely move.

“You’re so hot, princess. I’ll let you go tonight.”

————

He stands up, putting his leather jacket on.

“Y-you’re just going to leave?” I say, drowsy and barely awake.

He looks at me for a minute, his eyes looking far different than before. What’s that look?

“M’sorry I just… can’t get up… and I’m s-sweepy…” I say. I don’t know why I’m trying to be cute, but I know that happens when I’m sleepy.

“Uh… okay.” He looks confused, but it doesn’t seem like he’s confused by me. He looks almost conflicted?

This took such a turn, we went from doing all that… to me being cute?

He comes close to me, still holding back. He looks so conflicted, it’s so obvious.

I look up at him with my eyes big yet drowsy, a small pout on my lips. “Please??”

“Y-yeah. Yeah, yeah. Fine.” He huffs, proceeding to pick me up bridal style.

My head rests into his neck, and I sigh happily.

“Mmmm thank you,” I say and giggle.

His head immediately snaps towards me.

“Goodnight… princess.”

————

Did a ghost just give me a clit orgasm and give me one of the hottest experiences I’ve ever had?

I immediately sit up straight and look down to notice how naked I still am.

No way that fucking happened.

It’s bright outside and it’s the next day, and I don’t even realise where the time went.

Is it normal for me to lose track of time like this?

What the actual fuck is going on?

Something is very wrong in this place.

Only way I can get answers is from that seriously sexy ghost.

Wow, can’t believe that’s a sentence.

“Yeah, it’s confusing, I know.” A male voice says, and I jump up in fear.

“WHAT- GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I yell and cover myself with a blanket.

“Just go with the flow for now… you’ve to go to work too, baby.” He crosses his leg while sitting on a chair, looking relaxed as ever.

Nothing about this is normal. This is a bit too casual. I haven’t even left the house since all this began happening, I have no idea what day or time it is, I don’t know what I’m doing.

God, I need breakfast.

I don’t even want to talk to him right now. So I ignore him, put on a bathrobe, and walk to the kitchen to get some food into my system.

I don’t hear anything from him, so that’s good. Guess he got the hint. I didn’t dream of him last night, guess I know why- he got what he wanted. Well, I did too…

But can this even happen?

Can ghosts be capable of doing.. any of this?

I need to look into this.

“How about you give me a show and I’ll give you answers?” Jungkook says from behind me and I jump up, again.

“God this fucking bi-“ I say turning out, cutting myself off the moment I look at him.

“Hey, relax.”

“Jungkook, not now.”

“You want answers?”

“How can I trust you?”

“Is there anyone else you can ask?”

“…okay.”

“It’s not just me, here.”

“What?”

“Well… you put on a great show, you know.” He says seductively, looking me up and down.

“I’m not… what you think I am,” he continues.

Fucking hell.

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make a part 2 and it would be cool if they can figure out how he became a ghost or make him alive again idk how no pressure tho but it would be cool

Gotcha, I’m on it 👀

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Watch Me Undress

He watches her strip her clothes off, get in the shower, spread her legs and fuck herself in the hopes that he is watching her… she gets off being watched, and he wants nothing more than for her to be a filthy slut with her legs open for him. He’s not real, but oh.. he is. And he’ll make sure she feels it.

genre: exhibitionism, voyeurism, supernatural!au, ghost!jk, dom!jk, voyeur!jk, submissive!reader, exhibitionist!reader

Warnings: filthy. dirty. slutty.

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“Fucking hell it’s hot out,” I groan, getting the last few of the boxes inside. Did I really need to move in today of all days? I’m boiling in this heat!

I’m finally moving into my new apartment, after the roommate I lived with became a total dickhead and I needed to get out of there. Living alone is the best, a luxury I can luckily afford.

This new place felt… odd from the get go. I was in a hurry to get a new place so I picked whatever I could find. This place screams “a person died here” but hey, nothing a lil’ Ikea can’t fix. Honestly, I don’t care. I’m not scared or believe in any of that supernatural shit. If I don’t see it, I don’t care. Party it up.

That being said, it’s not fun to feel like I just saw someone from the corner of my eyes. But oh well, this is my place now.

Unpacking stuff for my bedroom took the rest of the day, what fun! I made it look all pretty and comfy, now the vibes of this place feel a lot lighter. See? All we needed was a little decor. A little glow up.

———

Dinner meant no more dickhead roommates asking me to wear skimpier clothing to pay lesser rent, and also comfortably dressing down. If I want to be half naked while eating a bowl of wings, so be it!

I do a little happy dance making my way to the kitchen, and I swear I hear a little snicker come from behind me. The hair at the back of my neck stands and I immediately turn around to, of course, find nothing.

What the fuck was that.

I slowly turn back around and walk towards the kitchen. Now I feel really really weird.

I swear it was a snicker? A human… snicker…

I heat up some wings and went to sit on the couch to start eating. Ah what peace… to sit in your underwear, eating greasy spicy wings, watching trash tv.

Except. I don’t feel at peace whatsoever.

I keep feeling like I’m being watched, and it’s way too fucking cold. It’s like a 100 degrees outside, and it’s freezing in here. Maybe it’s because I’m barely wearing anything?

I swear someone is watching me and I’m confused how my mind even came up with that conclusion, with no realistic root cause.

I switch the TV off to sit in silence for a minute trying to understand what I’m feeling.

And now it feels creepier.

I suddenly feel even more exposed and naked, and I just want to crawl into bed and hide in my blanket.

I get up and do exactly that.

———-

What? Where the hell am I?

I look around and it’s my new apartment… only it’s empty and the room is lit red.

I’m wearing the same set of underwear I slept in yesterday and it’s… hot in here…

Why do I feel things…

Suddenly there’s a mirror in front of me and I look at my reflection. My hair is messy, sexy and my lips are red and plump. My underwear set looks strangely sexy, and I feel… seductive…

I feel myself getting hotter and I close my eyes and sigh.

I feel a cool breath hit the nape of my neck and it sends chills down my spine.

I look up to see a very, very handsome man standing behind me. His jaw chiseled to perfection and messy curly strands of hair falling on his face, eyebrow piercing glistening, tattooed hands with thick bands of rings decorating his fingers, his black leather jacket barely hiding the thickness of his biceps… fuck. His face is hiding in my neck, breathing on it gently.

“Wh-what are you…” I let out, breathing heavily.

I suddenly feel so exposed, with him looking like that in his leather jacket and me exposed standing in front of him… I could fall to my knees.

“Ssh… it’s okay. I won’t hurt you,” he whispers in a low tone and fuck, I don’t think perfection is the word for whatever he is.

I lean my head back to rest on his shoulders as his hand comes up to wrap around my exposed neck. He’s biting my neck, moaning, and I know I’m going to pass out in pleasure without him doing much.

“Please,” I beg, whimpering.

Within a second, he pushes me against a wall only to stare directly into my eyes.

“I want you to only beg.”

His eyes are dark, seductive and I don’t think I can ever stop staring. Fuck, this level of sexy has to be demonic.

I blink a few times, only to wake up to a ceiling in front of my face than his eyes.

What the fuck?

Was that a dream?

———

Am I expected to go back to a normal life after that dream has effectively changed me forever?

I’m still wearing that same underwear set, and I cannot get him out of my mind.

Who even was that?

And that feeling of being watched has not gone away.

And for some reason… I like it.

In the dream, I was exposed in front of this man and I enjoyed being looked at like that. Maybe I enjoy being watched?

What if I am being watched?

So… what?

I’m sure nobody actually is, and it’s all in my head- maybe I should make use of this.

I don’t think getting over that dream is happening any time soon and fuck… that man…

I strip off whatever little I’m wearing, and get out my vibrator that I keep close.

Fuck.

This already feels good.

I love being watched.

I’m on the bed of the same bedroom I saw in my dream, with the lights turned down.

If I am being watched, I hope I put a good show on.

Please watch me.

Spreading my legs wide pretending I am being watched, I give into how dirty I feel and enjoy the pleasure I’m getting from this.

The feeling of being watched intensifies by a thousand, and it’s only helping me feel even better.

Now that I feel like I do have an audience, I moan even louder, enjoying how dirty I feel.

So I’m a filthy slut that loves being watched. Maybe that dream was just for enlightenment purposes, so that I know exactly what I like.

Fuck if only that man was real, and could watch me right now.

————

I’ve been questioning my sanity ever since I got off by pretending I’m being watched.

Questioning both in the sense that: why do I enjoy something like that, and why does it feel like I’m being watched NOW more than ever? It’s no longer a doubt in my head, I KNOW I am.

I’ve been searching this house for cameras only to find nothing.

Of course there’s nothing.

Then what the fuck is it?!

Suddenly I hear something fall and now chills are going up and down my spine. I run to the kitchen to see where the sound was coming from, only to find a cereal box on the floor.

Hmm.

Yup.

This place is fucked up.

From the corner of my eye, I swear I see a black leather jacket and immediately turn my head to confirm.

Fuck. Is it my dream that is haunting me?

I need a shower.

A cold shower.

——-

The cold water feels good on my skin, and my scalp. I feel like all the thoughts in my head are being shut up and I can finally relax.

Even in this seemingly haunted place, a cold shower is comforting.

Just as I sigh in pleasure, I feel a hand going up my leg.

A hand?!

I look down and see nothing, but my body is shivering.

I feel a slight touch over my lower stomach going down to my centre and for a moment I choose to believe it’s just water dripping down.

Fuck it feels good, whatever it is.

I feel my nipples harden with the more sensations I feel down there, and I know it’s not water.

I know something is messing with me.

“Please stop,” I beg, voice quivering with fear.

This isn’t a joke and fuck why does it feel good?!

All the sudden, I feel absolutely nothing. I take this change to sprint to my bedroom, despite being naked.

Getting dressed in an oversized tshirt, I crawl into my blanket and hope sleep takes over me.

I’m going to sleep scared but it’s not like I can do anything.

I know this thing isn’t evil… it’s just… what the fuck?

———

I wake up in the red room again.

On my bed.

Wearing the same oversized t shirt with nothing under.

The room feels hot again.

I feel hot again.

It’s that man again. Looking into the same mirror where we stood. He’s running his hands through his hair…

“Comfortable bed?”

Huh…

Fuck. His voice. Fuck, fuck. No wonder I feel hot.

I sit up straight not answering his question, covering my lower parts.

“I asked you a question.”

“I-I… yes,” I say softly, intimidated by his dominating tone of voice.

“Good. It’s fun to see you.. enjoy… that bed,” he says, winking at me through the mirror.

“What… do you mean?”

“Do you want to find out?”

He asks, turning to face me.

Suddenly I feel so exposed, so aware that I’m not wearing anything under this shirt.

“Take off that tshirt,” he says, coming towards me, his eyes getting darker and his steps slow.

“I can’t… I can’t, I’m not wearing anything…” I say, feeling slightly scared but I know I want to be naked for him. I want to be watched by him.

“I know you want me to see you like that. And I’m not asking.”

“But… who are you? I can’t do this,”

“Don’t lie to me. Take it off.”

I slowly take it off, covering myself with my hands because even though I want this, he makes me feel way too shy.

“Stand up.”

His veiny tattooed hands gesture me to stand up, and his messy hair cover his eyes, making him look more intimidating than before.

Standing up, I realise I’m fully naked in front of this man that I don’t even know.

“Yeah, you like this don’t you? Little miss exhibitionist slut? Bet you want to strip in front of an audience…” he says lowly, circling me.

His hands reach for the lower part of my stomach, trailing downwards and I swear I’ve felt it before.

Fuck.

His other hands slightly goes over my ass, his touch feathery light.

“Yeah you fucking like this,” he growls in my ear. I can feel his cold lip ring hit my ear and his rings right above my folds.

“Stay like this.” He backs away, just to stare me down.

“I’m giving you what you want. I’ll watch you.”

Inspecting me and staring at me, I feel myself get really, really wet. Fuck. This is a dream, though…

He smirks and laughs, coming closer again.

“Back to bed.” He pushes me down the bed, and it wakes me up.

I wake up in the same bed.

Wearing nothing.

———

Everything is weird.

Every night, I dream of him.

And every night, he commands me to do things I know I secretly would love to do.

I feel so dirty, so filthy, so liberated.

I feel watched everyday, and I get off it.

I’ve never felt more pleasured. Both in real life, and in my dreams.

He doesn’t do anything to me… and I haven’t asked him to… but I want him to.

And he’s not even real.

Standing in my bathroom and looking into my mirror, the image of him standing behind me flashes in my mind.

Fuck…

I take off my towel to be naked, to feel as dirty as I did when he stood behind me. Closing my eyes, I sigh.

“Attagirl…” a seductive whisper says, and my eyes shoot wide open.

There’s no one here…

“Who’s there?! What are you?!” I yell, looking around.

“Whatever you want me to be.” The same voice says, and I know it’s him.

From my dreams.

“Y-you? Why can’t I see you?”

“Do you want to?”

“Fuck! Just stop scaring me! Please! Please stop this,” I beg, nearly crying.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around.

It’s him.

Standing right there.

Looking the same as he does in my dreams.

“Y-YOU!” I screech, tripping backwards and hitting a wall.

“Me. Jungkook. Yeah,” he says casually, running his hands through his hair. I should not be finding this erotic right now.

I yell at the top of my lungs and he grimaces.

“Shut the fuck up, princess. I’m not alive but that doesn’t mean my eardrums can’t be ripped apart.” He says, strangely gently.

NOT ALIVE?!

“WHAT? WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?” And can you ask me to shut up like that again? Fuck. No, wait, he’s not even REAL?

He walks closer to me, coming up really close. Pushing me against the wall with my hands above my head, he looks straight into my eyes.

“Like this?”

“Y-yeah… but answer me… what are you…? What is this?”

“Do. You. Like. This?” He asks again, his dominance dripping with every word.

“I like it.”

“What do you like?”

“T-this…”

“Be fucking descriptive, love.”

“I like being pushed against the wall like this,” I whimper. I suddenly realise I’m completely naked in front of him, once again.

“Nah.” He says, tongue poking the inside of his cheek and eyes rolling.

Fuck.

“I swear…” I say softly.

“You like being naked like this, and I want you only like this,” he whispers into my ear, making my body go warm.

I feel my inner thighs wet with all the arousal I’m feeling, making me whimper even more.

“But I’ll let you in on a few secrets first,” he begins, pulling away and handing me a towel.

Wrapping the towel around me while shivering, I feel scared to know what’s coming next.

It’s as if a fog took over my mind to not let me fully realise that there is a strange entity right in front of me, that’s made me feel things I didn’t think I could.

None of this is normal, how am I not calling the cops?! Or a doctor?! Am I going insane?!

“No you’re not. Come,” he responds to me thoughts while taking my hands and guiding me out to the living room, sitting me down.

“What the fuck are you?” I say, finally a voice coming out of me.

“Ah, you can speak.” He smirks, knowing full well his effect on me.

“You never gave me a chance to speak in every dream I’ve seen you in,” why am I joking around when this is not even a REAL PERSON?

“What can I say, my hands on your throat seems pretty ideal.”

Fucking hell.

“I own this house,” he says.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“This is my house.”

“No, I believe it’s mine,” I say, not actually believing that.

“I am the original owner, I used to live here. I don’t anymore, of course. I’m stuck here, which is fair, because it’s my house.” He says, very casually, while taking a seat.

“What happened to you? Are you a ghost?”

“If that. But sure, maybe. I can’t remember what happened and I don’t care. I love it here. You make it even better,” he says, very seriously.

“So whatever I’ve been feeling about being watched…”

“Me. And I know you knew it’s me. Didn’t you?”

“Did I?”

“Well, were you spreading your legs at the thought of someone else watching you?”

My face turns deep red. He knows everything about me.

“How do you know… what I was thinking…”

“Not sure. Not my experience with any of the people that stayed here, you’re the first.”

“You’ve seen other people do this? You enjoy it?”

“You’re the first. And I do enjoy it… and you enjoy being fucking filthy, don’t you?” He says, taking off his leather jacket.

Fuck, I absolutely cannot deal with him looking like that right now.

“I enjoy watching you be naked for me. I know it’s for me.” He says lowly, getting up and coming towards me.

Pulling my chin up to look at him, I whimper staring into his eyes.

“Fuck. I can give you what you want if you want it…” he whispers, getting closer.

“Watch me.”

“I do.”

His lips trail down my jaw down to my chest, and I know I won’t be able to bear this any longer.

“Fuck.” I moan out loud, eyes closing.

“Let’s.”

Note: If you guys want a part 2, let me know.

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artificial heart | 🔞

; optional male lead smut |  ☁️

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“He’s… a lot taller than I imagined.”

Your heart drums so hard in your chest the thumping reaches your ears as you stare at the machine before you. He’s nothing like you imagined after being told you would be receiving an artificially intelligent assistant to handle your schedules, setting up meetings, endorsements, and interviews. You imagined something more… robotic, but the man that stands before you looks like nothing more than human, and you would believe him to be just that if it weren’t for the amount of money you spent on him.

“Yes, well, don’t be intimidated by his size,” Mr. Park, the owner of the company you purchased your new android assistant from, begins to tell you as he circles the robot, hands behind his back and a proud smile on his aged face. “He was made specifically for you to do whatever you wish as well as protect you and keep your best interest in mind. You’re an actress, yes?”

You can only blink as you stare at the android, taking in his soft expression, his eyes, hair pushed back and styled neatly to make a good first impression. Gulping, your eyes scan his jawline, down to his shoulders covered in the soft, silk dress shirt, tie, and suit jacket he adorns. He looks perfect. Too good to be true, if you’re being honest.

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