#ancient texts jk

[discontentramblings]

it is ....birthed day

#30 years old baybee #i am.... ancient......an old hag #jk this rules #CBL text posts her existence

[sugarcherriess]

omg you're taking requests!!! im way too obsessed w/ the thought of enemies-to-lovers Sangyeon ESPECIALLY if he's the one that ended up simping over you too much 😵‍💫 smut bcos I won't accept anything else (1/2 jk) congrats on the 1k followers!! YOU DESERVE IT

Thank you so much my darling and I hope you like it😋

Enemies To Lovers with Sangyeon:

cw - smut, whipped sangsang, but he’s also a pain in the ass, Sangyeon likes to be degraded by you, messy quick fuck that scrambles your hole, he has a strength kink.

Unlike my previous statement suggests, Sangyeon is not the only pain in the ass

You are a pain in his ass and his head too

Double kill!!!!

Both of you are COMPETITIVE competitive

You know each other through a mutual friend, lets say Jacob, the angel who just wants you to get along

And because Jacob adores you both

You get invited to the same activities a lot

But the same friend is also the reason you become enemies because???

“I’M THE FAVOURITE”

“NO ITS ME. IM THE FAVOURITE”

“YOU DONT EVEN KNOW JACOB’S FAVOURITE PORN TYPE!”

“YOU DONT KNOW THE SOUND OF HIS RETCHING WHEN HE’S HAD TOO MUCH TO DRINK!!”

Yeah.

You both always try to one up each other

Out drinking at a bar becomes riling each other up over who can down more shots without chasers

Playing basketball turns into pushing each other until your sides are bruised

Even the gym isn’t left alone as you both fight over who has more muscles and can bench press more

Movie nights have you quarrelling over your apparent shit tastes in entertainment

“You text like an ancient relic”

“At least people look forward to seeing ancient relics, you midseason allergy”

He talks a lot of shit for someone who’s becoming more and more impressed by the same competitiveness that used to tick him off before

One day you’re working in the kitchen and he comes in to get some juice or whatever

And you call him a mouthbreather out of nowhere

But instead of coming back with a “That insult went out of fashion in the 1900’s just like your chopping skills,”

He just laughs

Yk that heart, very Sangyeon-like laugh?

Yeah that one

And its so fuckin out if the ordinary that you spin around to face him

“Why are you laughing?”

“Cute,”

And thats the only thing he says

And it irritates the hell out of you

“What do you mean cute you gross piece of shit,”

And he’s just staring at you all starry eyed

“Did you get hit by a bus? I’m sure your last braincell died because you’re looking at me like a dead fish”

Notice how long the insult was??

Its because you were trying to hide how furiously your cheeks heated up at a single word

Cute. Who the fuck does he think he is? He probably meant it as an insult… so he thinks he’s better than me? This huge piece of horseshit!

This entire monologue goes on inside your head as your anger keeps overcoming your fluttery heart and Sangyeon stares at you like he just got an epiphany that yeah you’re the most adorable boiling pot he’s ever seen in his life

He giggles again and you break out of your stupor

“What are you laughing at?” You snap

He would lean against the fridge and you’d take it as a challenge

Striding towards him with purpose

You’d push him flat against the fridge and he lets himself be shoved

“Never call me cute again you fuckface,”

He’s looking at you with heart eyes

You don’t know but he’s been thinking about it hard lately

Thinking about when he started getting less angry at your bitchy attitude

And started following you around like a lovesick puppy provoking you so he can enjoy your furious eyes send daggers his way

Mans has a zero thoughts, head empty kinda moment

Caught up with your forearm pushing his neck into the huge food container machine

He swallows his inhibitions and kisses you

Mouth to mouth

It ends in a flash

But you feel the weight of his lips against yours so well

“What the fuck is wrong with you today how dare you kiss me-“

To the surprise of all the stars in the sky and Sangyeon and you yourself, you cut your own self off

By pulling his collar and kissing him properly

You tug at his lips with your teeth as you pull him to crowd you against the counter

You jump on it yourself

“You’re so useless,”

Sangyeon grinds his chubbed up cock in between your open legs caging him in

Your nails scratch his pelvis as you messily try to get his cock out of his sweats

And he quickly gets your lower half naked

He has no time at the glorious image displayed for his eyes to stare at unfortunately

Because you’re hooking your legs over his arms, scooting over the edge and dragging his cock to your hole

His huge cock

His damn thickness

You make sure trace the outside of your entrance with his massive cock to tease him🫶🏼

And then you shove it in yourself

You try to set the pace too by holding his waist and pulling him to you

But something snaps in him

And he grabs the back of your thighs

Pushing them all the way back to fold you like a pretzel

And sets a brutal pace enough to bruise your insides

His cock shoves roughly into you, uncaring of your quickly bruising skin

His balls would slap so hard against your skin that he would actually consider going slow

But the way you’re panting and groaning into his chest makes him rethink

It wouldn’t be too far off to imagine him sliding you off the counter at one point and bouncing you ok his cock mid air

He likes having you lose control like this

No matter how much he likes getting degraded by you as well

Your orgasm hits you hard and explodes all over his shirt

And he shoves you to the counter, back pressed flat against against it

His hands on your chest keeping you pressed there as he ruts into you like crazy and empties himself on your abdomen.

“I guess this is one way to get along,”

Poor Jacob

But you do get along after that

Because when Sangyeon confessed that he’s started to like you a lot

Your rolling eyes couldn’t do jack shit to hide your smile

Even if you promise yourself you don’t feel the same way

You too start liking his annoying banter a few after-sex cuddling sessions later

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adonis Speaks #the boyz imagines #sangyeon smut #Sangyeon scenarios #the boyz smut #Sangyeon hard hours #the boyz scenarios #the boyz hard hours #tbz smut #tbz scenarios #tbz hard hours

[captorcorp]

🎥🎶💕🏳‍🌈

🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation?

ough it's a lot of magolor light novel scenes tbh bc i love getting the extra storytelling through the text...

everything we've seen of the merry magoland light novel so far tbh (spoilers for light novel ch1-4) - him waving excitedly when the lor starcutter shows up like 'lor!! lor!!! look at me i made an amusement park!!!' or going undercover to find out what the dream team really thinks about him and getting hit emotionally by kirby agreeing to be his friend and meta knight calling him lonely...

also him getting annoyed that the lor won't talk to him in the rtdl novel bc his vibes are atrocious... poor guy is so interested in ancient technology and the technology he finds doesn't even like him

in the dreamy gear light novel, i think it was meta knight and daroach? but when they broke into that guy's place to steal the documents about the machine they needed the gears from, that was p fun

in terms of canon scenes:

anything from rtdl or magolor epilogue

the climax of planet robobot where star dream starts to gain control

meta knight's 'grab this!' scene from super star ultra

i love all of the parts in squeak squad so far where you grab the big chest and then have to run for your life/fight off all the mice trying to steal it from you it's v intense hjkdfs

🎶 if your hyperfixation has songs/an ost, what is your favorite song from it?

i really like the VS Star Dream - Kirby Planet Robobot!!! but honestly kirby songs are all so good (i loaded up my vgm playlist with like 15 of them) so here's a handful of my other faves:

Pumpkin Grand - Kirby Super Star Ultra

Dyna Blade Battle - Kirby Super Star Ultra (I remember this from wham bam rock more than dyna blade tbh hjkdfs)

Peanut Plains - Kirby Super Star Ultra

Sky-High and Smitten - Kirby Planet Robobot

💕 tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them!

you thought i was going to talk about magolor huh, WELL actually this is a kracko fanblog now. look at this funky little cloud guy he fights kirby in practically every game bc he will never let go of a grudge and also he summons waddle doos hkjdfs

jk i still want to talk about magolor >:3c (rtdl and magolor epilogue spoilers incoming)

ok so magolor is the antagonist in rtdl/rtdldx, you start off seeing him crash land his ship and kirby offers to help him collect the ship parts, then he lies to kirby about his crown getting stolen by this dragon so kirby steals it for him + he attempts to use it to gain power and take over the world. master crown corrupts him, kirby kicks his and the crown's ass, he falls through a portal to hell and loses his powers. magolor epilogue happens, he kinda redeems himself by defeating the crown, then jumps into the universe of a previously non-canon kirby game and does microtransactions for a while until he has enough funds to make an amusement park for kirby as an apology

he's my favorite for many reasons!!! first of all bc i was talking about character design and personality in the last ask i'll start with that, wizards and wizard-y designs are great, also he's got little kitty cat ears and his hood looks very comfy... then ofc he's a very silly little guy, he has a fun way of talking (in jp he uses mixes in a lot of katakana which the devs refer to as 'magolorese', this was localized to having him use some slang like calling kirby a 'cool dude' and being like 'high five, low five, all that' etc chill phrases), his animations are really fun (like giggling after blasting enemies with a giant energy beam or spinning in the magolor races), etc - and i like characters that are mischievous or twist villains too ^^

i have so many thoughts about him. first of all i love that his two main goals are like a) build an amusement park and b) world domination. i kinda interpret it as him just wanting to have some sort of power and control, whether it's in a positive or negative way, he's just got a big ego i think hjkdfs. and then even in his amusement park it's filled with bombs and shurikens and etc dangerous things ^^;; anyway more series should have their villains redeemed and start amusement parks i think

also love how his master plan is working perfectly and then. oh fuck it's controlling him now, local wizard fucks around and finds out immediately (and the pause screens even reflect this like throughout all the phases/variations of his final boss they go from 'stop magolor he's an evil liar' to 'the master crown is amplifying the darkness in his heart... save the world and save a new friend, too' - like look at these two from true arena 🥺), lots of angst potential too for true arena where 1) that's the one where the bgm has him crying for help and 2) when you defeat him the crown stays on his head when he gets sucked into a portal so it's implied he's stuck corrupted by the crown in another dimension forever ;-;

he's also very silly in the light novels, people don't really like them bc they paint him in a very negative light but sneaky con artist magolor is also very fun (i mean i'm a redd animal crossing stan this should come as no surprise hkjdfs)

also i haven't read any of the mangas yet but from what i've seen they also have some fun portrayals of him

in conclusion: sneaky egg wizard good

🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you?

tbh i don't really headcanon characters stuff very often!! unless i'm hardcore projecting on them hkjdfs but i mean. at least half of kirby characters are neurodivergent probably

#kcat talks #ask game #kirby #ty for the excuse to ramble >:3c

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

"Im trying not to write please ask me to write things"

No but. Hmm. Ten and Crowley having a theological discussion (like the satan pit situation, being that Crowley's boss is that guy? If you feel like it

Oi!

jk but I just wanna do some little one-shots, don't wanna burn out on the big fic so soon, and writing other things helps me from doing that, haha.

Hmmm, sounds a bit thought provoking. I do like that.

On with the fic!

--

"Lovely place." Crowley commented as he followed after the Doctor, his strides more casual than the Doctor's wide steps across the hot ground. Steam shot up in places and it smelled funny, but that's what happens when you're on a plant that is considered to be one of the best hot springs in the galaxy.

Like, the whole planet is basically a hot springs, and surprisingly occupied by an intelligent species of aliens that look like those monkeys that live in hot springs. Except purple and with four arms.

"You think so?" The Doctor turned, smiling at his demonic companion as he walked right up to a cliff's edge, sitting himself down. He had taken Crowley here to check out the famous sunset of Likolia, when its light hit the lave ocean just right, it made the ocean look like a giant ruby!

"Oh yeah. I think this was one of the projects in my department." Crowley said as he sat himself down, long legs dangling over the cliffside. "'Course, I was all about star makin', not really focused on planets back then. Though I did get to help sometimes, if they needed a little insight here and there."

He looked so proud for a moment, but his smirk seemed to dim, a lost look in those golden eyes. The Doctor tugged at his ear. "Crowley, I've got a question."

"And I might have an answer."

"Is Satan real?"

Crowley turned his head, slowly blinking. "Are you serious? You're looking at one of his 'minions' right now."

"I know, I know. But it's just..." The Doctor scratched at his head. "Well... it's still so hard to wrap my head around the concept of angels and demons, you know? I mean, the universe is vast, greatly unexplored and no one has all the answers, but it's so weird, yeah? Angels for me are made of stone and are horrifying, while demons are a species of creature that existed during a great, frightening period of Dalek invasion."

He had met many over his long life who could be considered god-like in their own way, even he was considered that by some, in a horrifying way. But he had never met Crowley's Creator, but he had met what was possibly Satan.

Or at least a form of him.

"What's got you thinkin' these thoughts, Doctor?" Crowley asked, caution in his voice.

"I... well, a while back, when I was traveling with Rose, we landed on a mining station that was suspended just outside of a black hole, on a planet that was stuck, practically in time and space. It defied all logic!"

He remembered how stunned and impressed he had been about Krop Tor, how it was impossible and yet the proof was right before his eyes!

And then everything had gone horribly, horribly wrong.

He nearly died there.

He nearly lost Rose.

"Rose and I were stuck, part of the station collapsed into a pit, the TARDIS fell with it. Then things got worse, there were murders happening. One of the men on the station, he had been translating an ancient text that not even the TARDIS could read, and it had been corrupting him. Something got into his mind and his body."

Crowley's brow furrowed. "Possession, I take it?"

"Yes." The Doctor nodded, looking at the sea of lava as it slowly moved back and forth with the tide. He wondered if there was something like this in Hell, but Crowley always just mentioned that it was like the worst sort of office space, and it smelled like a wet dumpster.

"I'm gonna take a shot in the dark, judging by your one question, and say that you believe that this guy was possessed by the devil, yeah?"

The Time Lord shrugged, made a noise, then shrugged again.

Crowley snorted. "I dunno, I mean, wouldn't put it past the bastard to do somethin' like that. But in space? Not his area, really."

"He spoke with me."

"Through the guy?"

"No, face to face. In a way." The Doctor explained how he and another of the miners had gone onto the planet, and the Doctor himself went into the pit. He had found a strange cavern where a large creature was.

"I had sensed it right away, that this thing was ancient, from a time long before even the Time Lords. He said that he was from before the universe existed, and that he was the truth behind the myth of the devil."

Crowley looked thoughtful on this. "Seriously?"

"Yes. He said that he was the reason for the myths, throughout the universe, what the humans knew of the Great Beast, Abaddon, The Deathless Prince, Satan himself."

"Uhg, that sounds like the guy. Always had an ego, even back when he was an angel. Always prancin' about, sayin' he was the favorite, the most beautiful."

"He wasn't very beautiful when I saw him." The Doctor commented under his breath, making Crowley laugh at this. "Still though, the beast was powerful, even from where I was standing. It controlled so many beings, even computers and such. It was frightening. I didn't trust it."

"Why not?"

The Doctor bit his lip. "Because he spoke about existing before anything in this universe. It... I don't like thinking about the implications of that. You make me think like that too, but with you it's..."

"Easier to deal with?"

"In a sense, yes. The come face to face with something that's always troubled you secretly, in the back of your mind, it's a little jarring."

"Nah, I getcha ya on that. No one likes having to question everything they know. But you travel time and space, shouldn't you always be questioning everything you know?"

"Well, when I do it on purpose, it's fun! But when it's slapped right in my face, I don't!" The Doctor knocked his head back, letting out a breath. "I don't know if that really was Satan though. You told me about him before, and about what happened in that airfield. He's still in Hell, isn't he?"

"Last I checked, he's still sulking. Got owned by his own son, ouch."

"But if he's in Hell, sulking, as you said, then what did I meet on Krop Tor?"

Crowley sighed. "Do you want my opinion?"

"That's why I asked."

"It's... best not to speculate, Doctor." Crowley said softly. "Things like this are confusing, dangerous. Lucifer is a dangerous, powerful demon, nearly equal to God when he Fell. He took on the job of ruling Hell and the demons, of being a terrifying influence on cultures across Earth, and time and space, apparently. It is possible you saw part of him on that planet.

But it's also possible that what you found was an evil beast that played on the concept of my old boss. That it took advantage of people's fears of such a creature and used it to its advantage. It was already dangerous and powerful, why not dress that up a bit with a title people know."

"Would you know the difference, if you'd met him?"

There was a shrug. "Maybe? I dunno, I'm gonna guess that it's impossible now, right?"

The Doctor nodded, leaning back on his hands. "He was defeated, I destroyed the prison he was in, that kept the planet locked around the black hole so he could be sucked into it. Before I did that, he told me that he was the influence of devil-like beasts around the universe, through time and space. Told me that even if I destroyed him, he wouldn't be killed, he still would exist. People would always believe that he existed."

The demon next to him nodded. "Yeah, belief is a very, very powerful tool."

"Yeah." The Doctor replied, but smiled. "Still, I had my own beliefs that helped me."

"Oh? You believe in somethin'?"

"Yeah... I'm not sure if I believe in higher beings, it's so hard to, with the life I have. But as I told that beast before I destroyed him, if I believe in one thing," He looked out at the sunset, watching as the rays hit the lava, the ocean glowing brightly like a ruby, "I believe in her."

Crowley wasn't looking at him, but he had a knowing smile on his face. "I know what you mean, got my own beliefs as well, no need for higher beings when I've got him."

They watched the sunset quietly for a few moments, before Crowley spoke again. "I'm not sure who it was you met there, but it's best to just let your mind not ponder on it too much. He was whatever he was, and that's all that matters."

"Hmm, I guess." The Doctor sighed, it wasn't the best answer, but sometimes it was better than other answers. "Wanna get a drink? They have the best yardsticks here that'll make you see stars."

"Yeah, let's get wasted and bother some of the tourists. I'm doing being philosophical for the day, that's normally the angel's department."

--

Demons are a species in the Doctor Who audio drama Dalek!, where David played a lead character that was a demon. His character is depressingly charming and I would love to one day make content with him.

Also, I love The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit episodes and how the concept of Satan is left open to interpretation by the end of it all. Was that really him? Or something else? We just don't know, so I left it as such.

Also, the planet was just made up to seem a bit like Hell, to set the mood. But I would love to see a lava sea like that.

#john's drabbles #good omens extended universe #good omens #doctor who #crowley #anthony j crowley #tenth doctor

[sweet-chimera]

sleepytime-muses asked:

"I've never seen this blog do anything remotely smutty or adult" wHAT ABOUT THE BLOOD, GORE, AND OTHERWISE DARK THEMES IN YOUR WONDERFUL ART AND ALSO THE THIRST TRAPS OF HONEY OCCASIONALLY POSTED ON THE SLUTTIEST OF SUNDAYS??? Being trapped in chains for thousands of years is merely child's play. /Jk ily and absolutely no offense to the anon. I was here when the ancient smut texts were written. Ye old archive blog....

// SEE I KNOW RIGHT BUT--

//Have not done alot of those here yet. The worst i’ve done are the thirst trap drawings every other sunday. BUT SEE. I HAVE ON GOOD WORD THAT I CAN BOTH TRAUMATIZE OR FUCK YOUR MUSES GURENTEED. 

#Sleepytime-muses

[onlinesikhstore]

Sarbloh Sikh Kada Iron Karra Smooth Singh Bangle Khalsa Kara Bracelet N6A Karha

 Sikh Kada Sarbloh Iron Round Smooth Singh Bangle Khalsa Kara Bracelet - Sikh Bracelet Kada

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A kara ਕੜਾ کڑا कड़ा KADA, is a steel or iron (sarb loh) Bracelet, worn by all initiated Sikhs. It is one of the five kakars or 5Ks — external articles of faith — that identify a Sikh as dedicated to their religious order. The kara was instituted by the tenth Sikh Guru Gobind singh at the Baisakhi Amrit Sanskarn in 1699. Guru Gobind Singh Ji explained:

He does not recognise anyone else except me, not even the bestowal of charities, performance of merciful acts, austerities and restraint on pilgrim-stations; the perfect light of the Lord illuminates his heart, then consider him as the immaculate Khalsa.

The kara is to constantly remind the Sikh disciple to do God's work, a constant reminder of the Sikh's mission on this earth and that he or she must carry out righteous and true deeds and actions, keeping with the advice given by the Guru. The Kara is a symbol of unbreakable attachment and commitment to God. It is in the shape of a circle which has no beginning and no end, like the eternal nature of God. It is also a symbol of the Sikh brotherhood. As the Sikhs' holy text, the Guru Granth Sahib Ji says, "In the tenth month, you were made into a human being, O my merchant friend, and you were given your allotted time to perform good deeds." Similarly, Bhagat Kabir reminds the Sikh to always keep one's consciousness with God: "With your hands and feet, do all your work, but let your consciousness remain with the Immaculate Lord."

The basic kara is a simple unadorned steel bracelet, but other forms exist. It was historically used like a Knuckle-duster for hand-to-hand combat. Battlefield variations include kara with spikes or sharp edges. Sikh soldiers of the British Indian army would settle disputes by competing in a form of boxing known as loh-musti (lit. iron fist) with a kara on one hand. 

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[letsgethaunted]

Episode 136: Near Death Experiences (N.D.E): All the Proof we Have of an Afterlife Photodump

Image 01-03: NDE or Near Death Experience (NDE) is the name given to an observed phenomena occurring during extreme injury, blunt force trauma, heart attack, shock, ceasing of brain activity, deep general anesthesia, or clinically dead/dying patients. NDE experiences include: The NDE experiencer suddenly becoming pain-free, a sharpened mind, sensation of being drawn downwards/upwards, witnessing a bright light at the end of a long tunnel, overwhelming feelings of peace, access to unlimited knowledge, a “life review”, premonitions, encounters with deceased persons, and visits by entities. Image 04: Isolated forearm technique (IFT) studies examine responses to verbal commands with a non paralyzed isolated forearm during general anesthesia. IFT findings suggest an internal awareness during unconscious states- like (REM) sleep. Image 05-07: Images from “The Tibetan Book of The Dead”. This text is the (controversial) English translation of an ancient Buddhist text which is intended to be read allowed to the recently deceased. The existence of such texts reaffirm the belief of liminal conscious states between life and death. Image 08: Veridical NDEs are akin to astral projection and “enlightened” states of being, suggesting the existence of alternative sensory perception. Image 09: Some NDEs feature visits with aliens, supernatural beings, or religious figures. Image 10: CALL ME A MF SCIENTIST THEN 👩‍🔬 🧪 Wtf do y’all think about this episode? Love it or hate it the underdogs on top 💅🏾Jk im not ok after this

#Near Death Experiences (N.D.E): All the Proof we Have of an Afterlife #Let's Get Haunted #Near Death Experience #Isolated forearm technique #The Tibetan Book of The Dead #Instagram

[primrose-fr]

if someone complains about ancients too much on my dash I merely unfollow.

I simply cannot be bothered to deal with wrong opinions. 😤

#text #fr #musings #/jk #I jest #but I do still see posts sometimes that slander the ancients #whats it like in your boring clothed world #I bet you're also the type of person to slap a flowerfall on your skydancer and think you're the peak of dragon fashion #/s #also a joke

[ziracona]

Me: Accuses Austin of being a Ferris Bueller, Haruhi Suzumiya esque reality warping chaos agent.

Austin, responding like all true reality warpers, completely oblivious somehow that his powers are not standard human abilities: “Why am I the only chaotic person?”

Me:

@trademarknickersoncharm

#jk jk ily but also BRO im accusing you of being able to summon parades to Twist and Shout and make the audience somehow all know the moves #or give someone minor super powers to make your homemade movie more cool #clue crew #im proud to know an irl manic pixie dream boy but damn the ancient texts were all correct #yall /are/ oblivious af #😂😂😂😂😂 #i love you so much please keep making me tallleeeer #trademarknickersoncharm

[roseategales]

LAST LINE MEME.

was tagged by @faerieavalon​ to post the line written of a wip. for me, it’s the marriage proposal fic. however, the last thing i wrote isn’t the last line on the page, and i’ve decided to post the latter.

i just got up and am way too lazy rn to tag people, but feel free to steal this and say i tagged you!

“Is that the honest truth?”

#speaking. #text post. #dashboard games. #mine. #my wip. #that line is so ominous #who said it? you'll have to guess #jk eludysia said it #.......knowing that doesn't help without context does it #what is she asking the ancient wolf god now #also i like how you can see the looming distrust from this one sentence

[hisunshiine]

jeon jungkook masterlist

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under construction, but most links working!!

KEY: (drabbles under 1k, oneshot over 1k)

✓- complete

✎ - in progress

🔞 - 18+

🌧 - angst

⛅️ - angst with happy end

✨ - fluff

😏 - smut

🏆 - favorite

🩺 cures for idiosyncrasies | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x reader — spin-off of whims & inconsistencies; women can’t be doctors, so you do the next best thing, working for your father, watching one of the town’s fools, Jeon Jungkook train under him. 

👼 an angel’s mistake | ✓ 🔞 🌧  ✨

Jungkook x reader, past Namjoon x reader —Love comes in all forms, and between you and Jungkook, it is romantic and magical. If only Namjoon could have had the courage to in the past, maybe you would be with him instead, your child bearing his dimples instead of Jungkook’s. The title comes from a line from 보조갠 (Dimple) by BTS.

🌸 To All the Men I’ve Fucked Before | oneshot ✓🔞😏🏆🏆

Jungkook x Reader — When your secret 'sex’ journal entries are somehow texted to the people they were written about, including a couple of coworkers and your best friend, you find your quiet work existence turned upside down. based off of the netflix film and novel by jenny han, but different.

✂️ Ambrosia & Nectar | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨🏆

Jungkook x Reader  — you’re in love with jungkook, the god of fertility & wine, but promised to the god of war. jungkook is in love with you, but promised to the god of fire. when an illicit lover’s tryst is brought to light, will the Fates cut your string? or will divine intervention prevent you from a most terrible fate?

🌷Petals with Luv | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨🏆

Jungkook x Reader  — Hanahaki Disease runs rampant, and Emperor Jeon Jungkook is able to change laws for common folk, but in the palace some rules are hard to change. When his Empress-to-Be arrives, your trysts must end, but when petals begin to be coughed up, someone could lose their head. Yoonstradamus has access to magical items that could cure the disease, but at what cost? Venture back into the past with this classic ‘Be careful what you wish for…’ fairytale.

🚼 Something in the Heir | oneshot ✓🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader — The king of your empire will be leaving soon to head off to fight against Soiros, a foreign enemy, and his seven knights of the order of Bangtania will lead the way. One of the seven, Jeon Jungkook, with his dark eyes and easy smile, is someone you long for. Children believe he has slain dragons, and adults think he’s killed over one thousand Soirian soldiers. Everyone thinks he is a heartbreaker, making his way through every unwed wench in the land...but all he wants is you.

🌙 Bangtan Scouts | 2 parts ✓ 🔞 ⛅️✨ 😏 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆

Negative energy has been spiking throughout the city, an ancient evil threatening to be released. With the advancements of technology and society moving away from believing in the supernatural, this evil appears to have taken root throughout campus, seeking souls to power it…You, 29, work in the campus comic book/computer gaming shop while working at the school teaching. Jeon Jungkook, a 24 year old college student, frequents the shop after class to play games and hang out with his friends. After a chance encounter, so unfolds a mystery of how two strangers’ lives lay intertwined to save the world…for the nth and final time. (features all of the members with big roles as scouts, but it is JJK centric with Yoonmin sideship)

😌 The Good Girl | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Namjoon x Reader x Jungkook — commissioned — when the Con you were attending doesn’t pan out, you decide to make your own fun, proving once and for all how much of a good girl you are.

🎂 Also Your Daddy | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 🏆

Namjoon x Reader x Jungkook — dating both men fulfills your every need, but you want to try something new. When Namjoon decides to teach JK how to be DaddyKoo, you’re in for a treat.

🥞 Breakfast No Bed| oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader — chuseok holiday means the dorms are empty and it’s the perfect time to surprise your boyfriend with breakfast in bed, but what happens when he wakes up?

🏋🏻 Work Out For Me | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader — after a bad breakup, you move to a new apartment complex with a full gym and amenities. wanting to catch the eye of your very fit, across-the-hall neighbor, you start using the gym hoping to see him there. when he shows up to the gym and asks to join you, working out takes on a new meaning.

📱 double the trouble | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader x Taehyung — a special birthday treat for my bby Hana @taestulip​. 2 best friends dating 2 of the world’s biggest pop stars, if you think you can imagine the trouble these girls can get up to, make it double.

🛼 Skate Nights at DreamGlow | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏 ⛅️ 🏆

Jungkook x Reader x Taehyung — Your boyfriend Jungkook is the best Daddy. He sees the way you look at his best friend Tae, and the way Tae looks at you when he thinks no one is watching. 

 🧺 laundry love | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏✨

jjk oneshot (18+) — when a mysterious man helps you get home one drunken night, all you’re left with is his shirt—a most delicious smelling piece of fabric that you’re dying to find out who it belongs too.

🏥 Fireworks and the ER | oneshot ✓ ✨

Jungkook x Reader — probably the only sfw content I have. a camping trip with your best friends takes an unfortunate turn when you do that just and end up twisting your ankle.

🎤 Backstage | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader — During the first fanmeet post-pandemic, Jungkook realizes  he doesn’t want to take any more moments for granted.

👨‍👩‍👧 Visiting Daddy | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader — you take your baby to see her dad, and luckily her 6 uncles watch her so her parents can sneak off for some one on one time.

🥊 How Many Rounds | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏✨  

Jungkook x Reader — underground fights are your thing, and you have a favorite fighter, the prince of busan with his fast fists and footwork. sneaking into the locker room after a win, you want to reward him with a good time.

🏍 Ride Me | oneshot ✓ 🔞 ✨ 😏 ⛅️

Jungkook x Reader — a nighttime ride after work gets a little risque

💎 Heavy Metal| oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader ft. Jimin — Your best friends have never reacted to your purposeful wardrobe choices for weekly movie night, due to Jimin’s fear of ruining the friend group, until Taehyung takes matters into his own hands.

🕒 Find Time | oneshot ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader — after a breakup, you venture into a male strip club and can’t stop lusting after one of the dancers. you have to leave early the first night; can you make time to find him again?

💈 Undercut | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader —

🤳🏻 Noona Cum Here | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader — Jungkook sends you some snapchats when you get off work.

🥱 Wake Me Up Properly | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader—because who wouldn’t want to wake up to JJK?

💇🏻‍♂️ PonyTail Grip | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏

Jungkook x Reader —

💍 BB Hot 100 | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader  — inspired from dynamite, a clever play on word choice provides you with the option of choosing what it’s about, hehehe

👩🏾‍🏫 Tutor Me | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader — in order to get extra credit, you take on a new tutor client, but he’s a bit of a handful.

⛓ Chained to You | drabble ✓ 🔞 ✨ 😏

Jungkook x Reader —inspired from gifs

💓 Quickie shot | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏✨

Jungkook x Reader —

🛏 Lazy Head, Lazy Bed | drabble ✓ 🔞 😏 ✨

Jungkook x Reader  — inspired from gifs

#jeon jungkook masterlist #hisunshiine writings

[1kook]

kissanime & foreplay

this is part of my netflix & chill collection !

summary; You get a glimpse of the KissAnime screen for a good two seconds before about seven ads pop up. Another tab to a raunchy hentai website opens, and Jungkook groans. warnings; mentions of hentai yes u read right, kook leads most of it, cunnilingus, masturbation (f), oral (f), use of a sex toy, fingering, nipple play, face sitting/fucking/riding idk (f), praise kink, hints of dumbification, cum eating, jk is like passive aggressive in this one, 4 (f) orgasms, this is the kicker: sub kook at the end😳, like 2 sec of dom yn lol, & u get 0.002 sec of adams apple kink misc; more dumb story lines, made up sex stores bc my creativity knows no bounds, Jungkook plays nice but is actually mean for the majority of it, once again doyeon plays a pivotal role in the furthering of women empowerment, internal love monologues about jk best boy<3 wc; 8.2k

notes; back when kissanime was offed I remember looking at this fic in the drafts like what the hell we gone do now.. n almost deleting it but I was like yknow what this isn’t a 1kook fic unless there’s smthn weird going on so here we are. also yes I know ohshc is on Netflix shut up!!!!! 

HAPPY BDAY MY LOVE AND MUSE JEON JUNGKOOK !!!! 🥺💜

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The good thing about getting your own apartment is that you finally have a place to call your own. There’s no limit on how many potted plants you can squeeze into a one bedroom, one bathroom apartment, and if there was one, you’re twelve in and no one has said anything to you yet. You don’t have to share the shower space with anyone, label all your products with a hastily scribbled name. There’s a bathtub—something you haven’t had the pleasure of using during college—and a fairly open living space. There’s so many empty spots to fill with useless decorations and family heirlooms and that ugly plastic rooster Jungkook won you at the summer kick-off fair last month.

The bad thing about having your own place is that the entire world and their mothers seem to know now. Despite graduating from college, you still keep in touch with your trusted graduate mentor Kim Namjoon, who is still very much in school, and has made it his mission to bring you a new plant every week, hence your growing collection. Your childhood friend comes over every Saturday morning to lounge around after her Friday nights out. Jungkook, although the only one who is ever actually invited, runs through your strawberry scented body wash like a madman.

And of course, Doyeon.

Your beloved college roommate of four years, Kim Doyeon, has been the bane of your apartment experience so far. Unlike you, who had slaved away for four years, saving every penny you made during college for this moment, Doyeon was a big spender. She blew every dollar she ever came across, which is why she’s going to be stuck living at her parent’s house for at least a couple more years.

Nothing wrong with that, of course, if she wasn’t the most maniac online shopper in existence. It hadn’t been a problem in college because she was always good old pals with the students who worked the mailroom. If they saw something questionable, they’d let it slide as long as it was under Miss Kim Doyeon, Room 229.

The reason it became an issue for her now is because it’s poor Mrs. Kim who signs over the package from Sexuality Unleashed: The Best Toys Worldwide! one Tuesday afternoon as it is delivered to their suburban home.

So now she’s taken to ordering all her freaky stuff to your new apartment, where the small cabinet by the door has quickly become home to her impulsive shopping habits. Truthfully, you don’t mind accepting Doyeon’s weird packages, and have long since grown used to the uncomfortable looks the mail carrier gives you.

Jungkook’s supposed to come over today and you really hope he doesn’t ask about the state of your hall cabinet. Now that you work at a small company outside of your degree to make ends meet, time with Jungkook has been significantly decreased. You weren’t in college anymore, so you didn’t have the luxury of dropping by his house whenever you wanted to in between classes. Of course, it’s mostly your schedule that conflicts with your planned hangouts, because Jungkook is still working his dream job from home.

However, because Jungkook is quite possibly the most amazing person on this planet, he’s started coming over every Saturday night to make sure you’re still alive and not dying. And so weekly media binges are a thing, and it’s currently week four.

He gave up on showing you the Marvel movie franchise last week, after you had asked where Wonder Woman was three times in a row. Since the Barbie Movie Debacle of last month, you’ve found a nice medium between who picks when. Jungkook picks most of the time, because most of the time you don’t really care. It’s become a running joke between the two of you that movie binges are usually just terribly masked excuses to go to town on each other, so you don’t mind missing an entire 15th Century French Revolution documentary if it means Jungkook is deep in your guts by the time King Louis XIV gets beheaded or whatever they did to him. Is it too obvious you didn’t watch the documentary?

Occasionally, there are instances where one of you genuinely does want to watch something, in which case you have an intense match of rock-paper-scissors to decide who’s picking that night. Most of the time, Jungkook wins. But for every match Jungkook wins, he promises you’ll pick the next one so you’ve long since stopped trying to actually beat him.

Long story short, last weekend you sat through a two part Ancient Aliens episode on the connection between aliens and American presidents.

It was the most god-awful conspiracy theory you’ve ever heard of, but Jungkook ate up every minute of it. By the time the two hosts announced their conclusion you were just about ready to rip your own ears off and single-handedly fist fight every producer on the channel for allowing the production of such an atrocious show.

Anyway, because you had so bravely sat through the entire evening without complaints— well, no complaints towards Jungkook’s terrible taste; the show, however, was not safe from your wicked tongue —Jungkook has so graciously allowed you to pick the media for this weekend.

You’ve been telling him for the longest time that you were going to hook him on anime. It was one of the few interests you always believed Jungkook should possess, being a weeb and all, because it was only fair that he had one questionable trait to balance out the rest of his perfection. Liking anime isn’t bad— if a hottie like you enjoyed it, then it obviously had its perks. However, you know a lot of other people are turned off by anime-enthusiasts due to preconceived notions of the genre and the viewer-base.

Now, it was a widely known fact that you always had ulterior motives. So maybe turning Jungkook into a weeb was just a ploy to turn other women off from him and keep your jealousy at bay. Sue you, your boyfriend was a walking wet dream, and you’d do anything to keep him to yourself.

After long deliberation, you’ve decided on introducing Jungkook to anime with a classic: Ouran High School Host Club, a god among anime, a true Beyonce among shoujos. The only problem was that you absolutely refused to pay Crunchyroll or Funimation when you could so easily find the entire show on KissAnime.com, home to only the finest of hentai ads and Are You a Robot? questions.

He sends you a text when he’s outside your building, and five minutes later there’s a rap against your door.

“Hi,” you smile up at him, heart fluttering in that same trademark way it did whenever Jungkook was within a five foot radius. He smiles back softly, leaning down to peck your lips as you step aside for him to enter. He’s got on those cotton sweats that you love, the ones that send your brain into a censored frenzy. But he’s also got that soft curl to his hair that lets you know he came here straight out of the shower in his hurry to see you. How you managed to bag a dream boyfriend like him was beyond you.

You bask in the overwhelming feeling of unannounced love for all of ten seconds before Jungkook is lifting up a square package you hadn’t seen at his hip. “Mailman gave me this,” he says, waving around the signature bright pink packaging of Sexuality Unleashed. Jungkook, for all his politeness and respect, seemed to falter in those categories when it came to you. He turns the box over, reading the big fat name of the company on the side. “Since when did you start buying sex toys?” he asks rather loudly in the hallway.

You yank him inside, hurriedly slamming the door shut before any of your neighbors can come out into the hallway and get a peek of this avid sex toy consumer. “They’re not mine!” you hiss, standing still when he uses you to balance himself as he tugs off his shoes. You snatch the box out of his hands, turning it around to make sure it is actually addressed to your home. Sure enough, it’s for you. Couldn’t there have been some other sex toy fanatic on this floor?

With his shoes off, Jungkook wastes no time enveloping you in a hug, the Sexuality Unleashed box tumbling to the ground. “It’s okay, baby, no need to be embarrassed.”

You groan, leaning your forehead against his shoulder as he continues to pat your back like you’re actually embarrassed to be caught buying toys— you’re not. You’re embarrassed he caught you with a sex toy you simply can’t put to use. “Whatever,” you sigh, “your gross popcorn is in my bedroom and it’s probably stale.”

He releases you, not before pulling you into a slow and languid kiss that has you clutching tightly at the front of his shirt. He pulls away with a soft smooch, right eye falling into a wink. “Bring the box, gorgeous,” he teases, before sauntering off in the direction of your bedroom.

You groan loudly. “It’s not mine!” you repeat, but for some reason do as he says.

Not only do you have no idea what’s in this package, but you’re frankly not too keen on finding out. You’re more interested in Jungkook’s reaction to one of your favorite animes of all time. The package is tossed onto the end of the bed, where Jungkook has already stripped himself of his socks and cuddled beneath your covers.

Your laptop has gone dark from inactivity so you slam down on the space bar to bring it back to life. Your first mistake was pressing anything at all. It flickers back on alright, but you forget that you are working with a minefield of ads ready to explode. You get a glimpse of the KissAnime screen for a good two seconds before about seven ads pop up. Another tab to a raunchy hentai website opens, and Jungkook groans.

“What the hell is this?” he asks in a tone that screams he has never had to fight viruses off his computer just to watch something at two in the morning.

You ignore him, cuddling into his side as you hurriedly type in the title of the anime before another annoying ad can intercept you. “KissAnime,” you answer for now, accidentally clicking down on the mousepad with the heel of your palm. Another tab opens up to some sketchy credit site. You huff.

“Baby, I swear I just saw like twelve viruses,” he says. “And what even are these?” he scoffs, jabbing a finger at one of the many ads that lines the perimeter of the website. “Animated teacher porn?”

By the grace of god, you somehow manage to get onto the episode selection screen without having another tab open on you. You smile in relief, turning the power of your excitement onto Jungkook… only to find his eyes narrowed in on the square advertisement for some hentai website. “What? You wanna watch hentai now?” you snort, placing the laptop on his legs as you cuddle into his side.

Jungkook sputters, cheeks tinting red at the mere insinuation he would ever consume such media. “No,” he glares, releasing the arm around your shoulders to huffily cross them over his chest. “I am not going to watch anatomically incorrect illustrations of a woman teacher relieving herself, ___,” he says rather matter-of-factly.

You snort, repeating, “a woman teacher,” mockingly and in a high pitched voice that, honestly, doesn't sound anything like him. You click play on the video box that appears after only about twenty more pop-up ads. “Silence, you nymphomaniac, the episode is starting.” Jungkook pulls you close with a displeased expression, finally quieting down when you put it on full screen and the ads disappear from his view.

You’re beginning to wonder if Jungkook really is the script and plot dissector he claims to be, or if he just lives to get under your skin. He doesn’t make it three minutes without finding something to critique. First it’s the quality of the frames, and then it’s the characterization of the lead character. He nitpicks everything about the best anime in existence, and by the end of the first episode you’re considering breaking up with him.

“Oh my god,” you groan, tearing yourself away from him. He’s all laid up against your mountain of pillows, tongue prodding at the insides of his mouth in that ridiculously attractive habit of his. Usually, you’d be tripping over yourself to kiss him, but you’re about two seconds from ripping his head off. “I mean this in the nicest way possible, baby,” you sigh, picking up his hand in yours. “You gotta shut up.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes. “I have to shut up?” he asks in a scandalized tone. “You sang through the entire intro, off tune may I add.”

At this rate you’re getting nowhere, so you just snatch the laptop back up before you actually hurt his feelings. You escape the full screen, met with those hentai ads that are slowly becoming the bane of Jungkook’s existence.

“Who actually watches those anyway?” he mumbles, covering the sidebar full of naked cartoon ladies with his palm for you, a real gentleman if you ever saw one. “Really?” he says, knocking his pointer finger against a particularly raunchy ad with the caption Be a Good Boy and Let her Play beneath it.

You snort. “You are such a baby,” you tease, pinching his cheek much to his annoyance. “What? Can’t handle seeing some anime titties?”

Jungkook shoves your hand away, leaning back to become one with the pillows as you continue onto the next episode. “They’re just weird,” he admits. “And make unrealistic faces.”

“Unrealistic,” you repeat, finally giving one of the ads the time of day. There’s an adorably drawn character making the most perverted expression, knees hiked up to her chest. Her face is twisted up, drooling like a dog and with her eyes crossed in ecstasy. You shrug. “Just because you can’t get those faces out of me doesn’t mean they’re unreal.”

The second the words leave your mouth Jungkook is letting out a scandalized scoff, sitting up to level you with another glare. “First of all, I can get you like that,” he defends, tapping his finger against the ad on screen. “In fact, I can get you like that without even trying, so let’s not say anything too drastic now, okay?”

His sudden bout of defensiveness makes something playful in you switch on, laying back down beside him with a smirk. “Oh, you can make me all stupid like this?”

Jungkook scoffs. “Yes.”

“Uh huh,” you drawl, tracing a finger up his chest teasingly; Jungkook knocks your knuckles away, obviously still butt hurt about your comment. That’s fine, because a slightly riled up Jungkook was always the best Jungkook. You sit up and lean in close, letting your hand slip beneath his hoodie, palm running over his bare shoulder and around the top of his back. You give his nape a light squeeze, lips pressed against the shell of his ear. “Why don’t you prove it to me, Jungkookie?” you purr, before pulling away.

His jaw twitches at the nickname, one shapely brow unconsciously arching as he regards you with a calculative expression.

The thing about Jungkook was that, after almost a year of dating, you know just how to push his buttons. He has a rather calm and collected exterior to him, the same one he’s had since the day you met him, but beneath it all was a childish competitiveness that raged with the heat of ten suns. He disliked being taunted like you were doing now, especially when his credibility was at stake.

Honestly speaking, you don’t doubt Jungkook can make you look as goofy and messy as those hentai ads. In fact you’re rather confident he can. Either way, him being right or you being right, you would still get some fun out of it.

“Hm?” you add, tracing your hand up to dance over the skin of his cheek, pads of your fingers running over that stiff jaw. “Are you scared I’m right and you’re wrong?”

A hand snaps up to catch your wrist, fingers tight around your skin until you’re shivering against him. “Oh baby, I can make you cum until you cry,” he murmurs, his usual sweet and lilting tone dropping to a low vibration that makes your pussy throb beneath your panties. Your heart leaps in your chest, lips falling open when he ducks down to brush them against yours. It’s too light, just a simple touch that makes you follow his mouth when he pulls back.

With one firm shove, the laptop is tumbling off the bed, thudding loudly against your bedside rug. Jungkook leans over you, his usual trademark doe eyes zeroed in on you with the focus of a laser. “Have a little faith in me,” he teases, and when he presses close you can feel his fattening cock flush against your thigh. Your body is begging to be touched, every brush of his fingers against your skin searing trails in their wake.

Suddenly, he’s drawing back. “Kook?” you frown, barely biting down on a childish whimper when he snuggles back into your mountain of pillows, one arm stretched behind his head.

He flashes you a smile. “Go on,” he says, arms behind his head. “Show me how to get you like that.”

“By myself?” you ask, shifting onto your knees anyway. Jungkook nods, a soft jut of his chin as he gives you another one of those easy going smiles of his. His goal seems a little unclear, but you had a ridiculous amount of trust in your boyfriend that whatever he had planned was certain to be good. With one final skeptical glance his way, you sink down onto your bum, knees spreading and giving him a clear view of your little pink boy shorts, elastic band hugging your waist.

The material of your t-shirt is guided away, held to your chest by the hand currently not traversing the length of your stomach, gliding across soft skin, over your belly button and past that band until it slips beneath. You chance another look Jungkook’s way, only to find his eyes wonderfully downcast in the direction of your core. That smile is gone now, replaced with a somber look as he watches your hand move mysteriously beneath the fabric of your undergarments.

The first brush of your forefinger against your swollen button makes you twitch, back arching at the sensation that is magnified by his watchful gaze. “Mmh,” you bite down, hand twisting in the material of your shirt. Jungkook’s eyes glare a molten path across your skin, from the comfy bra that peeks out from beneath your rumpled shirt to the wrist slowly working beneath your panties.

A hand falls over your thigh, tattooed fingers giving the skin a light squeeze as you get to work swirling your bud around. The sight of his inked skin on yours makes something warm blossom in your lower abdomen, your eyes following the inky swirls up, up, up. They lead you to the face of your very handsome boyfriend, long lashes fanning across his cheekbones as he watches you play with yourself. “Wanna take these off for me?” he says, the tip of his pointer finger wiggling beneath the fabric of your shorts.

You nod hurriedly, wiggling around on the bed until you’re on your back, legs bent in front of you. The shorts come down your legs; the simplest press of your thighs makes something quiver in your abdomen. You toss them off to the side, and just as you go to sit back up, Jungkook places a hand on your knee. “Stay like this for me,” he says, sitting up from his mountain of pillows to glance down at you. You melt into the plush mattress beneath you, staring down at him between your legs. He’s got that adoring look in his eyes, the one that makes you feel so warm and in love, it’s only natural your hand slips down to play with your bare clit again. “That’s my girl,” he smiles, rubbing a hand down the outside of your thigh, urging your legs to fall open.

There’s this overflowing vat of arousal that builds up inside of you everytime Jungkook is around, like the moment your eyes land on him you’re reminded of every position he’s ever had you in. You remember the soft brush of his hands on your body, the way his lips feel on yours, the soft tickle of his hair when he gets too close. It makes your heart lurch in your chest, like if you don’t grab onto him tightly this feeling will slip through your fingers and out of your life. So you were crazily in love with your boyfriend— now what?

A puckered set of lips meets the inside of your thigh, the action ripping you from your overly gooey, overly soft inner rambling. Your hand trails down your quivering pussy lips, collecting your dripping wetness as you go. At the same time, Jungkook kisses down the inside of your thigh, soft smacks of his lips against your skin filling the air with an emotion that makes you bite down a whimper. Your hole puckers at the brush of your fingers, anticipating an entrance that you yearn to give into soon.

His mouth is on you before your finger can go deeper than a centimeter in. But Jungkook doesn’t brush your hand off, doesn’t shove you away to prove his mouth was undoubtedly better. He places a kiss over your knuckles, before swallowing up your significantly smaller hand with his, that of which he clasps together over your navel.

You groan, head rolling from side to side. “Don’t be so soft with me,” you whine, leg twitching when he presses a kiss against your engorged bundle of nerves. “Push me around like that one time, you know I like it.”

Jungkook grins, mouthing over your clit with practiced ease that has you releasing all kinds of whimpers and sighs. He’s got his other hand wrapped around your thigh, strong arm pulling you closer to that devious mouth and tongue that lavished attention on your clit. “Need me to be mean to you, baby?” he purrs, curling his tongue in such a way that it makes your entire body tense up, muscles pulled tight. “Want me to push you around like the stupid little girl you are?” You moan, head bobbing up and down at the ideas he stuffs in your mind. As he moves down the length of your cunt, that round nose you love brushes against your bud, and the cheeky shit takes an obnoxiously loud sniff of it, a soft groan breathed against your lower lips. “But isn’t this better?” he hums, languidly molding his lips against your lower ones, much in the same way he does with the ones on your face; he moves slowly, slips his tongue in every few seconds before eventually diving in head on. “Slow... and so easy.”

“Kook,” you mewl, getting this overwhelming urge to cover your face with your hands. But you can’t, because he’s knotted one hand with yours and his fingers only tighten when you try to yank them apart. Instead you’re left pressing one knuckle against your mouth, brows pinching as he begins slowly fucking his tongue into your cunt. “F-Faster,” you beg. He, of course, ignores your plea.

The wet mass moves past the clenched muscles around your hole, nose brushing against your lips with every intrusion. Every few cycles he stops to press a kiss against your pussy, so hard and wet that it hurts when he pulls off. You’re left writhing and moaning, your heel knocking against his shoulder when he pushes your leg up closer to your chest. “It’s enough,” you cry, your entire body shivering.

Jungkook pulls off with a loud pop, lips glistening with your arousal. He’s got this glint on his eyes, like he’s thoroughly entertained by your reactions. He shuffles around to get comfortable, finally releasing that grip on your hand. Immediately, your newly freed hand jumps forward to tangle in the hair above his ear, tracing down the delicate curve of his cheekbone. Jungkook turns his head, pressing a soft peck against your open palm that makes your heartbeat thunder in your ears.

As he moves around, his leg bumps against something that has both of you pausing. It sounds out of place next to your shallow breaths, and both of you glance down only to catch sight of that stupid package from Sexuality Unleashed teetering on the edge of the bed.

The moment you see it, it’s like you’re transported into an omnipresent view of the scene, the next few hours flashing before your eyes as Jungkook snorts. You know he’s going to reach for it in two seconds, and you know he’s going to tear the hot pink packaging apart with his bare hands. He does so with a scary amount of power, the industrial tape not standing a chance against him. A box roughly the same size as the package falls out, and before you can kick it away and save yourself from suffering beneath Jungkook’s teasing antics, he’s snatching up the box.

“The Bullet Bestie,” he reads aloud, dark eyes flying across the text with lightning speed before that box is also being ripped open. (Briefly, there’s a voice in your head that thinks of Doyeon, but you’re not sure why.) Out tumbles a little pink bullet with a strap on one end that bounces against your thigh and an even smaller remote.

“Baby,” you rush out, the sight of the tiny toy making your heart thunder in your chest. “We can look at it another time,” you try, hands coming up to brush against his face again. “Why don’t you finish off here?” you ask, a sickeningly sweet politeness dripping off your tongue as the knot in your tummy fades into the background of his attention.

Jungkook ignores you, picking up the remote with a wondrous look in his eyes. Before you can try to persuade him back between your legs, a quiet click cuts you off and the little bullet whirls to life. You yelp at the sudden vibrations against the inside of your thigh, so close to your throbbing core. The jump of your thighs has it falling onto the mattress below you, wide eyes snapping back to the smirk that grows on his face.

“No,” you say slowly, sitting back up, “no, no,” you try, your usual assertiveness melting into a whiny cry as you try to wiggle away from him and the nefarious ideas infesting his lust-addled mind. You’re barely turning, ready to make a run for it and hand him his victory by forfeit, when Jungkook is catching you by the waist. Your hips get pulled up, arms clawing uselessly at the sheets beneath you as he drags you close to him. He’s fast, already having moved onto his knees behind you, and when he yanks you up, you can feel every hot plane of his body aligned with your backside. “Kook, please just make me cum,” you gasp.

There’s a smile pressed against your shoulder, lips still wet from before, kissing along the side of your neck. “Look at my girl,” he murmurs, and you nearly jump out of your skin when something smooth is traced along your thigh. One hand slips beneath the material of your shirt, soothingly rubbing circled against your skin. This hand also holds the tiny remote between two fingers, and every nerve in your body is on edge waiting for it to be used. “Where’s that smartmouth now?”

“Jungkook,” you try to warn. But there’s no bite to your words, only an anticipation that grows the closer he moves that damned toy between your thighs. “Baby, we-we can play another time, okay? Just please—“

A soft click, and suddenly your spine is giving out on you, upper body flopping forward as Jungkook runs the vibrations over your clit. Of course Jungkook follows, never letting you slip far from his reach. A loud moan spills from your lips, lower lip wobbling at the unreal amounts of pleasure he bestows upon you with such a small toy. “W-Wait,” you sob, the coil from before suddenly magnified tenfold. It makes your orgasm loom over you bigger than ever, a wave that threatens to spill over and drown you in one go. “No-please.”

His mouth presses against your ear, hot breaths fanning against the skin there. “Hey pretty girl, does it feel good?” he husks out, kissing just below your ear. “Aw fuck,” he groans, something stiff pressing against the cleft between your cheeks, “can’t even see if you’re making that stupid face right now.”

You are, but you don’t even have the words to tell him that. The moment the vibrator had made contact with your already ravished clit, your eyes had rolled into the back of your head. You don’t doubt you look like those silly ads you’d laughed at earlier, mouth opening and closing every few seconds as he circles the toy around your bud. You settle on a high-pitched whimper that has Jungkook laughing meanly against your ear.

It ends too soon, the stimulation from Jungkook eating you out for a few minutes combining with the bullet to form a powerful duo that swallows you whole. An embarrassingly loud moan rips itself from your throat, hands twisting in the sheets beneath you as it washes over you. It’s so powerful, it blinds you, pussy spasming. Jungkook’s name is repeated about a thousand times in between, your body eventually melting back into the mattress as the final shocks run through you.

The vibrator clicks off just as quietly as it turned on, your harsh breaths filling the room in its place. “Good girl,” Jungkook praises, raining down a parade of kisses against your shoulder. You mewl in appreciation, still awkwardly shoving your face into the mattress, and your hips in the air. From the corner of your eyes, you watch him set the glistening toy off to the side, and you’re just about ready to thank the heavens for such an experience with your boyfriend, when said boyfriend hits you with a curveball.

The gentle pecks against yours shoulder dissolve into harsh kisses, rough hands trailing up your waist. The t-shirt gathers around his knuckles, pushed and pushed until he’s got those same hands cupping your breasts. “Did you like that?” he asks, biting down against your shoulder; the sensation is dulled by your shirt being in the way but it still makes you whine. You moan softly, nodding against the mattress as he gets to kneading your breasts over your bra. “Mm,” Jungkook sighs, “my pretty girl was so good for me, wasn’t she?”

Those deft fingers run back down, crawl beneath the elastic of your lounge bra and push it away until your breasts are bouncing out of their cage. “Kook,” you sigh, eyes fluttering shut as he traces circles around your nipples. “W-Wait,” you whimper, suddenly reminded of the swollen cock pressed against your backside when he leans closer.

“Shhh,” he soothes, tweaking your nipples. “Relax for me, sweetheart,” he coos, flicking your hardened nipples with his fingers. You can’t relax, not with your body still so sensitive and him playing with you. Still, the low intonation makes something soft and warm settle in your chest, the kisses against your jaw making your eyes fall shut. “That’s it,” he says, giving one nipple a playful twist that draws a high-pitched moan from you.

Just as you’re beginning to fall into the rhythm of Jungkook’s caresses and voice, he releases one breast to traverse his hand down and over your tummy, to your sensitive pussy. You gasp, biting down on your lip as he teasingly flicks your clit with his fingers. “Bet you could come again now,” he murmurs, taking the tip of your earlobe into his mouth and nibbling softly. You groan, shoving your face into the sheets as if that will save you from your doom. “Bet your pretty little pussy can cream itself just like this, isn’t that right, sweet girl?”

You whimper, hips bucking back against him when he begins nudging your bud, lewd sounds reaching your ears. His other hand remains on your breast, no longer toying with your nipple but simply holding it almost comfortingly. There’s a smirk pressed against your skin, that pearly white smile you usually adore so much teasing you as he circles your nub.

“Come on,” he encourages quietly, kissing up the column of your neck again. You moan, thighs quivering as he strokes a second orgasm out of you with no struggle. Your eyes and throat burn at the heat that washes over you, and you release a hoarse scream into the mattress— Jungkook chuckles at the sound, egging you on with that low voice until your muscles go limp a second time.

When he rolls you onto your stomach again, you try desperately to cover the tears that blur your vision, turning away from him like a child when he tries to look. “Crybaby, crybaby,” he sings teasingly, prying your hands away to capture your mouth with his for the first time that night. “Lemme see those tears, baby,” he purrs.

He tastes like you, tongue dripping with that sweet tang of your pussy, and he smells like you too. It strokes the flames of you ego, arms eventually wrapping around his shoulders as he settles above you. He pulls off with a curl of his tongue against your swollen lips, brown eyes lazily staring down at you. It’s embarrassing how well kept he still was compared to your half-nude state of dress. His skin is all glowy and pretty, not a single tear track in sight, and his grin is still too relaxed for your liking.

Jungkook’s body feels so warm and comforting against yours, muscles keeping the heat trapped between your bodies. You go to brush a hand through his hair, needing to feel the familiarity of those silky locks, before he’s suddenly leaning away. He shuffles onto his knees again, glancing down at your thoroughly abused cunt with a quirk in his brows.

“God,” you groan, knocking your foot against his side. “Just fuck me already,” you huff despite your earlier fatigue. You could only go so long without feeling Jungkook’s fat demon cock inside of you.

He snorts at your snappy tone, cutely tilting his head to the side to move his hair out of his face. His jaw looks sharp from this angle, facial features covered in shadows the lamplight behind him can’t touch. “Can’t,” he announces, and you could pull your hair out from all this unnecessary build up.

Truth to be told, you and Jungkook were both equally as unrestrained when it came to each other. Most of the time, the lead up to actual, penetrative, key-in-lock sex included a couple minutes of heavy petting from his end, and maybe a half assed handjob from you. Sometimes if you felt extra attentive, he’d eat you out and you'd him off. But for the most part, the two of you jumped straight into it after an orgasm, like horny teenagers despite the two of you being twenty-three now.

The most adventurous you’d ever gotten up until the point was maybe two orgasms bestowed upon you by a crazed Jungkook. And, well. You had hit two orgasms now. You were ready for his monster cock.

“Kook,” you whine childishly.

Jungkook shakes you off, placing a palm on both your knees. Slowly, he spreads your thighs apart again, eyes zeroed in on the glossy folds that come into view, the sparkling pearly cum that leaks out of your hole. “I can’t, baby,” he says, almost pained. “I gotta clean you up first,” he insists, and before you can tell him how counterproductive it is to lick you clean of your arousal before fucking you, he’s diving face first into your cunt.

But the biggest surprise doesn’t come from Jungkook going in for thirds, but from the hands he clasps around your thighs, the sheer strength he uses to roll you over (ignoring the shriek you let out) to sit you on his face. “No, no,” you yelp immediately, “I-I‘ll break you,” you cry, trying to escape from his hold.

From beneath your thighs, dark eyes peering up at you daringly, you can see the clear warning on Jungkook’s face. It’s a look that loudly says don’t you dare fucking move, shapely brows sending a jolt of genuine fear down your spine for a moment. “Jungkook,” you fret, trying to ignore the arousal that only continues to blossom as his tongue laps against your folds for the second time that night. “I’m, I’m,” you stammer, hands burying themselves in his hair as he ignores your cries. “I’ll break you,” you try again, spine arching when he slurps your clit into his mouth. “I-I’ll—“

He pulls off with a pop. “Fuck my face, baby,” he says, as if he hadn’t heard a single of your concerns at all. His nose nudges against your clit, a whimper catching in your throat. Briefly, his hand disappears from around your thigh, and when it returns, that tiny bullet vibrator from earlier is pressed against your thigh. “You got that?”

You nod, internally torn apart by your fear of crushing him and your need to drag your cunt all over your boyfriend’s handsome face. You glance down at him, watch him slip that vibrator into his mouth for just a second and lewdly coat it in his saliva, before he’s reaching around to shove it past your pussy lips. They’re still swollen and puffy, but have long since relaxed enough for him to slip it in. “B-But what if—“

“You won’t,” he cuts off, readjusting himself closer to your cunt again, “come on, pretty girl.”

The reason you think you and Jungkook click so well was because he was able to bring that vulnerable side out of you every now and then. He knew you liked to parade around with that huge superiority complex, and he loved it. But he also knew there were things you liked and disliked, and sometimes it took a little pushing for you to reveal them.

For a second, that horny cloud over his irises lifts, and he gives you one of those cute, sloppy winks as he taps your thigh gently. “Fuck my face, sweetheart,” he whispers, “drag that pretty cunt all over me until I can’t breathe.” A gasp catches in your throat, hands unconsciously curling against his scalp. He notices, and flashes you a lazy smirk. “You can do that, can’t you?”

Something akin to adoration blooms in your chest, and before you can blurt out something embarrassing—like I love you—there’s a soft click that has The Bullet Bestie revving up inside of you. You gasp, the sudden vibrations deep inside your pussy making your hips snap forward, clit rubbing against Jungkook’s nose.

“O-Oh,” you cry, and that’s all it takes for you to lose it. Your hips start off slow, at first just savoring the wet drag of his tongue against your lips, his nose against your clit. He sticks his tongue out for you, and part of you wants to tell him he’s a good boy, that corny hentai ad flashing in your mind, but you doubt you’ll survive the aftermath of that. Once you find that perfect pace, your hands are practically yanking at his hair, pushing him further into the mattress as you ride his face like he’s nothing but a toy. “Kook, Jungkook,” you pant, grinding your lower lips against his all too eager mouth.

It feels oddly weird being over him like this, using him like this. You like to think you and Jungkook have equal power in the bedroom, but you will admit that more often than not, he assumes control by default. You’re not particularly bothered by that, because you doubt you’d ever come up with the crazy ideas Jungkook did when he was horny (okay, a lie, because you definitely have thought of crazy sex schemes before).

But, this moment…

The power was quickly going to your head. “Fuck,” you sob, roughly dragging the length of your pussy over and over his face. The hands around your thighs are pressing against your skin with a strength that would hurt were you not blinded by arousal. His eyes are shut, lids fluttering open every now and then as he watches you buck wildly over his face like he was a pillow in high school and your parents were gone for the weekend.

It doesn’t help that the rhythmic pulses of the vibrator inside of you are doing their job well, the tongue that slips into your pussy joining together to form a powerful combination. It’s ultimately what has you halting your manic thrusts, instead falling into a slow grind over him. Your hips circle, eyes squeezed shut as you lose yourself in the lapping of his tongue against your dripping hole. “Mmmf,” you mewl, biting down on your lower lip as the wet muscle prods against a delicate spot within you. You hear feels light, view of the gorgeous man beneath you obstructed by the eyelids that can't seem to stay open. “N-No,” you cry, pulling his hair more roughly than you intended to in order to redirect him. “There, there,” you whimper, holding him tight against your pussy.

Beneath you, Jungkook exhales harshly against your lips, hands moving frantically over your thighs as he works his tongue inside of you alongside the bullet vibrator. If you weren’t so caught up in your own pleasure, all kinds of sounds spilling from your lips, you would have heard the quiet moans that fall from his. Alas.

It takes a few more pulses from the toy and a few more licks from Jungkook until you’re coming for the third time that night, features twisting up as your pussy clenches around his tongue before spilling down his mouth. Your back arches, a defeated moan escaping you as you release the same mess he’d claimed to clean up onto his lovely face. You can barely breathe afterwards, mouth dry and head dizzy when Jungkook finally pops back out from between your thighs. You barely have enough time to lift yourself up, pussy lightly brushing across his Adam’s apple as you stop yourself from crushing his windpipe. It makes you twitch.

“Good girl,” Jungkook praises with a cheeky smile that distracts you from the bullet toy he retrieves from your quivering cunt. His face is absolutely glistening from your arousal, skin warm and flush. He’s looking up at you like you’re some mythical goddess and he’s but a humble villager coming to pay his respects at the temple that is your body. Fuck, were you okay? You don’t think you’ve ever felt this good in your entire life, and Jungkook’s mushy gaze was doing things to your heart.

He presses a kiss against the inside of your thigh before helping you off of him, laughing meanly when you flop limply down beside him. He’s still fully clothed, a fact that irks you when he leans over to kiss you with that glossy face of his. “D’you like it?” he mumbles, kissing softly down your face. You nod, legs twitching from the aftermath of that wild ride. “I saw it, y’know,” he says suddenly.

“Saw what?” you mumble, mindlessly rolling your head to the side and exposing more skin when he begins kissing along your neck.

Jungkook says nothing, just rolls over you. Part of you thinks he’s crazy, but you’re suddenly hit with the realization that while Jungkook’s drawn three orgasms out of you in the course of an hour, you hadn’t done anything for him. Before you can dive head first into swallowing his cock, he’s kissing you softly. “That stupid face,” he smirks, slotting his mouth against yours. “That weird, now realistic face,” he tacks on.

You huff out a laugh, throwing your leg around his waist comfortably. Jungkook smiles, kisses you one last time before settling in your arms, face cutely pressed in between your boobs. “Hey,” you call, “don't you wanna cum too?”

He shakes his head, a soft sigh filling the air. “Nah,” he says, cuddles closer into you. “Rest now, baby.”

You roll your eyes. “I can feel your dick against my thigh,” you point out, wiggling your pelvis upward to brush against his throbbing erection. Jungkook holds you down in an effort to stop you. “Fuck me.”

He groans against your collarbone. “No, you’re tired,” he tries to convince you, but his skin is warm and flushed in the way it always gets when he’s riled up. “Sleep.”

With the leg around his hip, you pull him closer. “Fuck me, Jungkookie,” you purr, using the hands in his hair to turn his face up towards yours. His dark eyes are drawn down cutely, pouty lips too. “Use my body,” you suggest, “I’m yours anyway.”

His eyes flutter shut, a quiet whimper falling from his lips. “Don’t say that,” he sighs, “makes me wanna do very mean things to you.”

You smile. “You can do whatever you want to me, don’t you know that?” Another groan, his head falling forward until he’s hiding in your neck. Still, there’s movement from below, he sweats slipping down at his hips until that throbbing cock is pressed into the tiny crease where your thigh meets your pelvis. There’s a moment of hesitation, and you wonder if this is what he felt like earlier when he’d managed to get you to sit on his face. “Inside, Jungkookie,” you murmur, reaching down to line him up with your sensitive entrance. He whines softly, arms wrapping around you as he pulls you close. “Good boy.”

Despite your earlier belief that you’d never survive an encounter with Jungkook after using such a term on him, the result is much different from what you had anticipated. He visibly melts into your arms, cock slipping past your folds easily. “No,” he says, his voice feathery and whiny against your ear. “I can’t.”

You soothe a hand down his back, eyes fluttering shut as he begins slowly rutting against your swollen lips. “That’s it,” you encourage, tugging softly at his wavy hair. Jungkook moans wantonly against your neck, rolling his hips harshly against you until his arms are the only things keeping you from jostling out of his hold. “Do you like this pussy?” you ask, purposefully clenching around him, tummy tightening at the stimulation you keep packing on.

Jungkook shudders, pace growing slipping inside of you. “Yes,” he pants, “s-so wet… creamy.”

“Yeah?” you huff, pressing a smiley kiss against his forehead. “It’s yours.”

“Ffffuck,” Jungkook chokes, picking up his pace as his well-deserved orgasm reaches its peak. He’s breathing harshly now, and it’s taking everything in you to keep your pussy tight around him. But after the night he’d given you, the sounds and faces he pulled from you, it’s the least you can do. Besides, your body, after being so thoroughly pleased, still rears up for one final orgasm with him. “Mine,” he growls, bucking his hips into you. “You’re mine, baby, mine,” he seethes, ending his little tryst with a piston of his hips that makes you gasp, body almost unconsciously spasming around him. It’s painful, but so, so delicious how he manages to pull this last orgasm from you as he finally busts inside of you.

He comes with a stuttering garble of words, none of which you catch as he collapses into your hold for the final time that night. “Fuck,” he pants afterwards, leaning into your touch when he finally registers the soft combing of fingers through his hair. “That was evil.”

You laugh, pulling him closer. “As evil as you making me suffer through three orgasms before putting your dick in me?” you tease. Jungkook slips out of you, and you know it’ll be a hassle to clean your sheets tomorrow but it’s worth it.

“It’s called building the scene,” he weakly defends, blindly tugging the puffy blanket over the two of you. “I was gonna rhyme it with that horrible website you made me use but I already forgot it’s name.”

“Rude,” you snap, “it’s called KissAnime.”

“And fore-play,” he suddenly says, and you almost yank his eyeballs out of their sockets for doing that stupid thing again.

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epilogue 

Two weeks later, your favorite website and home to hentai ads is shut down after years of piracy. Jungkook laughs at your demise, sits and actually cackles at your heartbreak, until he eventually comforts you with his flaming demon cock and a subscription to both Crunchyroll and Funimation. Doyeon spends weeks tracking down a missing package, apparently some freebie she’d gotten for being such an avid customer on Sexuality Unleashed: The Best Toys Worldwide! before eventually finding it in your drawer. And because her and Jungkook have some awkward life-long rivalry for your attention, he doesn’t pay for that. 

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[ac-schryver]

So for the Parent Trap AU, I call it Camp Tchoutacabouffa, it means broken pot, it’s the name of a river local to my area. So Satine runs a summer camp for muggleborns and muggle raised witches and wizards. She has the help of Korkie, Ahsoka, Barriss, and a young Han. So Korkie is Satine and Obi Wan’s kid, and he has this huge crush on Anakin. You know the Celebrity crush we all have, much to Ahsoka’s dismay, but Barriss finds it funny.

So Obi Wan and Satine were a thing, but are exes. Satine, being a muggleborn herself, just wants to help kids adjust to having magic around them and pretty much bans her camp councilors from using magic, so kids don’t get over stimulated or discouraged, but also so they learn not to over use it.

Obi Wan after Satine left, not telling him about Korkie, threw himself into being the scholar we all know he wants to be. So his house is filled with books, ancient text, artifacts, and what not. I like academic Obi Wan. He’ll talk you ear off about three things: his studies, Korkie after he finds out about him, and how the local fair folk are doing

For our other and staring parents, that the twins try to get together for all of five minutes , Anakin and Padmé and of course, they met young, married young, fell to the service of the Dark Lord Palpatine, killed the dark lord and took his place, divorced and took a twin: Padmé took Luke and Anakin took Leia.

Padmé would have taken both twins with her to New York, but Anakin, despite their actually easy divorce, caught her on taking them both. Thanks to Thrawn, and some shady meddling from Anakin’s ancient nobody knows how they are related grandfather, Yoda, he got custody of Leia. Probably something about the “Anicent Skywalker Bloodline” and Anakin being the Child of Magic, because why not?

So Padmé, being the amazing Senator that she is, is also the Liaison for Magical Congress with its Mundane counterpart, being a Muggle with a Wizard child. For those of you wondering, I threw out how JK did the magical gov of the US, because it’s really lazy.

Anyway! Anakin is a racer for Wizard Nascar because I’m not making him a quidditch star, it not adrenaline enough for him. When he was young he was groomed for the dark arts by someone he considered a father figure and boom made him a dark lord because of some hacked out prophecy that didn’t actually involve Anakin. So Anakin just stuck with being a dark lord, more or less to keep others from showing up, besides murking Palpatine, which was determined to be self defense, Anakin has never killed anyone else. He just wants his sister and his grandpa to live in peace. Oh course no one knows how Yoda is related to Anakin, he’s like a very distant ancestor that been hanging about for 900 years.

But the best part of this is: Anakin and Obi Wan have the same group of friends and have never met until Satine and Padmé start meddling for the happiness of their exes

#star wars #obikin #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #master yoda #padmé amidala #satine kryze

[underestimated-heroine]

Fourth General Reference Post!

(sorry if I reblog, it's only to keep from losing this to the sands of time! Also anyone's free to reblog or save this as is the mode on Tumblr Dot Com. Links go to my blog because it's the best, easy way I have to make sure I don't lose posts to deletion.)

General

"Farmers in Third World Countries Live in Destitution" is propaganda framing

If you bring a book to a bar no one likes you tweet & redemption

Criticizing anon hate

Megamind Ridiculous Criticism

Please don't call my girlfriend a morosexual

I'm a stuckasaurus tiktok

The antidote to negativity

Barbie movies link

Reddit AITA Vriska Baby Name

It's me boy I'm the PS5 vine

Writing security/intelligence systems

Knitting Fandom Tech Bros

Structural violence

The moon is my mom

Memphis Citizens Flight Attendant Story

Ooh she thique

Wuickly

Thank u for ur addition

50s Nuclear Dad Pics

"you didn't need to use this many tags I'm not going to lie"

All About Image Descriptions

Chicken Nugget the Butterfly

Man Eating Rice, China 1901-1904

Every Villain is Lemons

Hop Any P@ywa11

Zelda BOTW clip

The US has a higher Gini Coefficient than Russia

Crazed Fan Art Actually Drawn By Original Artists

The "labor shortage" is bullshit w/story

Zoomers don't shave your brows

Weeb Ass Shit Scale

Sites to Make Moodboards

If you have trans kids make a safe folder

Bird wants to chew books but MUST dance

Mustelid German Grocery Store

What fetishization means

RPatz "Playing Batman Was Grueling"

A Lot of Christian Rock is Bad

Thought witch hazel wasn't real

Don't Write without engaging with the source material/genre

JK Rowling name based on your ethnicity reddit thread

Internet culture retconned their harassment

Mizaki Chan cursed post

Firemen rescuing cats

Vaping prose ancient texts

Taking down tanks in an urban setting

Fuming Mums

Why TERFs are Educating Young People & AIDs history

Top Ten Worst Anime Tiddies

Jamil on Cancel Culture Video

TikTok "I hate you"

Important post on the redfish graphic and Ukraine

Hope

Cop Crashes Dirtbike Video

The Chemical Worker's Song

David Allen (Irish Comedian) Bit About Christianity

Supernatural fans know exactly where to find gifs

San Francisco Tenant LGBT+ activist history

This Forest is Old As Balls Legolas

Cartoon Bomb Son

Skweezy Jibbs

Myam myam myam njam njam meep! (Cat video)

Magic Soup Recipe

Better New Batman Tweets

Miyazaki Ableism Zombie AI

The bigger the issue the smaller you write

Koko Foundation wouldn't hire someone deaf

Nude breasts on the TV

SO MANY drawing references

How to have a good internet experience

Personal

Kitty Loves Me but she doesn't want to deal with me

Image text gods

And then they struck me

If I die delete my howrse account

Bashes to bashes

Seabiscuit's legacy

@ healthcare receptionists (workers)

My sister's response to 'red sniper dot is my shadow'

I don't care if you only like my posts.

quit conflating criticism with oppression

If the Queen's really Dead

Howrse Bed a Unicorn

I'd survive cave of two lovers

Should I make the joke ask

J's children story

Stop softly implying anyone you don't like is a pedophile/rapist

JKR "didn't know" with her penname

Husband in the Clown Wars

Wouldst Thou Like To Live Cuntily

Hope you guys don't realize that YA novels are written by adults

Prince Zuko is disagreeable

All crashes happen within the last 8 mins of a flight

Poop Revenge Reddit

Calling all interests fandoms

Twilight Princess My Vag

Murder of Crows and so on

"Delete TikTok it Can't Get Better Than This"

Mutual love affair

Don't push people to smoke weed

#you've underestimated the heroine #squirr3d away #personal

[moonnightyoongi]

puzzle piece | jk

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: angst, angst, ANGST

word count: 1.8k

description: you just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece

                                     ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You don’t really remember where or how it started. The desire to love, to be loved. Of course, it is simply human nature, the ancient thought that when you are made you are split in two and you spend your life searching for your other half. Except in this day and age that is a thing of the past for some, they simply spend their life by themselves and they enjoy it. But where does that desire go? Surely it just doesn’t disappear – perhaps theirs gets projected onto the one that comes after them. The double desire to find and be loved. The double desire that eats away at them all night and is quickly put on the back burner during the day when they find a measly distraction. If that’s the case, then you are the one that came after. Growing up you were not deprived of love; your parents loved every bone of you, and you had a fair share of friends who would do anything to see you smile. But it all started when you hit the age of dating, everyone seemed to have it so easy, but you always went for the wrong guy or the guy who loved another or you were simply left alone in the corner of the dance while everyone slowed danced and the teachers watched with hawk eyes to make sure they didn’t get too close. No really. 9th grade, the boy who had asked you conveniently got back with his ex while you went to the toilet, and worst of all you couldn’t go cry in the toilets because you had just come out of them!

All your friends say your time will come. But it’s easy for them to tell you all the cliché things when they had met the perfect partner for them. They were happy and content, living in a world where they don’t need to think about anyone else because they had each other. No dating apps, no more awkward first dates, no more unanswered texts, no late-night cries when you receive the ‘you’re great but…’ texts. Just blissfully unaware of the hell on earth that is dating for people who don’t have it as easy as they do.

Jealousy. It’s hard not to be jealous when you go to their house warmings, or their dinner parties or that one engagement party. It’s hard. Sure, you were happy for them, because at least they weren’t feeling the hell and the social pressure to not be alone for the rest of your life. They don’t get the judgemental looks from the bitchy aunt that definitely didn’t have a rushed marriage when she was your age because she was pregnant (definitely didn’t happen – your cousin was 100% premature).

You hear about love languages and how everyone has a specific one, everyone said they knew yours from a mile away – words of affirmation. ‘You constantly need to hear that someone loves you or that they’re proud or that they haven’t changed their mind. Isn’t it tiring?’. Yes, it was extremely tiring, tiring to be constantly trying to tell yourself that you’re being foolish, and they do still love you and they are proud - yet still having the nagging feeling in the back of your mind that it’s all a lie.

“Any dates lined up?” Yuki asks as she scrolls through her phone.

You sigh and put down your drink, “No. I’m done.”

“You said that year and then met that awful dude that thought he was better than you,” Anastasia chimed in.

“He was better than me,” you reply thinking of the doctor and all his PhD’s. Sure, he was an awful person who liked to bring up just how many he had but he had every right to, he had earnt them.

“Just because he had a few pieces of paper doesn’t mean he’s better than you. You have a personality, he didn’t.” Anastasia scoffs stirring her coffee.

You shrug your shoulders as you look out the window, “He’s engaged now.”

“Poor girl,” Yuki laughs putting down her phone, “Does she have any degrees?”

Yuki and Anastasia laugh at the memory of you introducing your ex and him straight away asking if they had any sort of degree between them. Looking back, it made you feel sick to your stomach, he was so rude, and you were so desperate.

“PhD.” You reply.

“Just the one?!” Yuki exclaims, “Disgusting!”

They both laugh once more as you sat silently staring at the half empty coffee expressionless. It was easy to joke about exes when they weren’t yours.

“Listen, a new guy started at my work and he is so much like you I wanna set you two up,” Anastasia says.

“I don’t know, remember the last set up?” you point out. He was a whole foot smaller than you and at one point you had to help him reach something from the second shelf in the supermarket. Ironically, he didn’t want to meet again because you were too small.

“That was my mistake, I didn’t realise he wanted a 6ft girl,” Anastasia tells you, “Come on! He’s lovely, he’s taller than me and the other day he split coffee down himself.”

“So that means he’s perfect for me?”

“A match made,” she smiles, “Please!”

“I’d just do it; how bad could it be?” Yuki points out as you fumbled with your jumper.

“Getting shouted at in aisle 5 because you couldn’t reach the top shelf bad,” you joke. They both burst out into laughter once more as you sighed and watched the rain fall to the ground outside the coffee shop.

“Fine,” you sigh, “What’s his name?”

“Jungkook,” Anastasia smiles.

~.♥ ~

The lead up to the date was the worst, Anastasia constantly went on about how clumsy he was and how perfect you would be together – her favourite story was him walking into the glass door and simply shaking it off before going into a meeting. With every new story it bought up a sense of hope – but even you knew this was dangerous. For what one thinks is cute and endearing another finds childish and immature. What if he wasn’t as cute and as clumsy as Anastasia constantly explained – what if it was because he saw someone cute in the office and got distracted and he was now using you to make her jealous.

“Stop overthinking,” Yuki demands snapping you out of your thoughts.

“How did you-?”

“I’ve known you far too long. You’re either overthinking or over romanticising.”

You smile sadly before looking back into the mirror and applying some more blush. Maybe it was all the fairy tales growing up that made you this way, or maybe it was the tv shows. Either way they had both set you up for failure.

“Jungkook is on his way to the restaurant. It’s under my name,” Anastasia smiles walking into the room with her phone in hand, “Tae said good luck!”

“So does Jae,” Yuki smiles.

“I need it,” you mutter standing up and fixing your dress, “What do I do if he doesn’t show?”

“He’s on his way,” Anastasia sighs.

“What if he goes to the wrong restaurant?”

“They won’t seat him because my name won’t be on the list of reservations.”

“What if they don’t do reservations?” you challenge.

“You’re annoying me. He’s on his way to the right restaurant where he will give in my name and will be seated waiting for you.”

“But-,”

“Stop! Get in the taxi,” Anastasia shouts cutting you off. You drop your head as you walk down the stairs sheepishly. Anything could happen, you could arrive before him and he could look at you and change his mind. He could arrive before you and when you walk in scream and run out the back entrance. Everything was a possibility.

“Anastasia,” you smile nervously to the hostess.

“This way, your party is waiting for you,” she smiles kindly. Party? How many where here? Did Anastasia set up a conveyer belt to give you your best shot? You don’t think you could handle multiple rejections in one night.

Walking into the dining room you spotted him straight away. He was staring out the window, his leg twitching under the table – so much so he knocked over the pepper. His red face made you flutter and as you got closer the butterflies became more and more active. He was as clumsy as Anastasia had described and a lot cuter than she had as well.

“Your table,” the hostess smiles placing the menu down and walking away.

“Y/N,” Jungkook smiles standing up quickly, “I’m Jungkook!”

“Hi, nice to meet you,” you smile pulling the chair out.

“I should have pulled your chair out for you, shouldn’t I?” he wonders aloud.

“No, because if you couldn’t push it back in, I’d probably overheat with embarrassment,” you laugh pulling your chair in and hitting your hip on the table, “Fuck!”

The restaurant stares at you as you held back anymore swearing.

“Very hard table,” Jungkook jokes before they resume, “Are you okay?”

“I’ve got shivers.”

“You’ll have a bruise tomorrow,” he laughs as you finally sit down.

“I bruise so easily; my whole left side will be.”

“My friend is the same, he once caught his ankle on the door and couldn’t wear a shoe for weeks. The whole thing was swollen. He used all the ice in my freezer too,” Jungkook laughs.

“What about the ice in his freezer?”

“We live together so I guess he used all of his too,” he replied.

You laugh loudly as you opened the menu, all the anxiety had melted away when he smiled in your direction.

~.♥ ~

Days had turned into months and months had turned into a year. There was something about him that was so different from everyone you had met before. Nothing you did was ever childish or embarrassing and the same for him. You two just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece. He made you laugh, he made you feel safe, he made sure you knew he loved you. Whether it was by sending you a midday message when you were in work, or whether it was a cheesy video of him kissing the screen. He would bring ramen when you were stressed, and alcohol when it was time to celebrate. You would attend parties together and would spend all night dancing, drinking and laughing. You finally felt happy when attending engagement parties, housewarming parties and everything else that used to fill your social calendar with dread.

It’s just a shame it was all a lie.

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500 Followers Celebration!!

it's time for me to follow up on celebrating the milestone we just hit!!! i got some good suggestions for what to do (two total 😌), but after careful consideration i'm going with little fun facts about the ROs (and me 😎) bc those are super fun for me to do lol. this idea was sent in by someone who wishes to remain anonymous bc their idea is so unique and unlike anything they've ever sent anyone else, ever!! (adlkfjdslfjd jk jk ilu)

alex

they taught themself to be ambidextrous bc a kid in their class told them it was impossible when they were like....8

they can hold their breath underwater for 2 minutes

they once shaved their eyebrows off on a dare

sam

they can pick up hot pans with their bare hands

there's a futuristic arcade that has an ancient Human pinball machine and they've held the high score on it for over 10 years

they can do perfect winged eyeliner in a moving vehicle

nereus

his favorite ice cream is vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors (no he can't digest dairy, yes he takes futuristic lactaid whenever he wants to eat ice cream)

he's always wanted to try making Human-style pottery :)

when he was a little kid he wanted to be an actor

katalina

she can crush a space watermelon between her thighs

she has one tattoo

she's never lost a game of chubby bunny against another Human (this is a sore spot for her) (don't bring up the time she lost)

me, bitch

my car is 22 years old. i've had him since i was 18. i will drive this car into the ground because i LOVE him and i can't let go

i attended 4 different colleges in the 7 years it took me to graduate. the longest i stayed at one was 2 years and the shortest was 3 days

if somebody tells me something is a challenge i have to do it (in person, sorry the compulsion doesn't work over text)

#not me sweating over what to say about myself #i felt like i was doing an icebreaker on the first day of class #hmm.... #i almost did some really stupid facts but i talked myself out of it #i'm not here to put myself on blast #(as if these aren't stupid) #anyways wow 500 people #it's well over 500 now alkdjfdklsjfsldk :| #i love all of you thank you so much #character asks #ch: alex #ch: sam #ch: nereus #ch: katalina