#😳😳😳spit on that thang

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did u know i love rin backwards is

nir evol i

NO WAYYYYYYT‼️‼️😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 bro i thought it was haut kwah ‼️‼️‼️‼️

[here2bbtstrash]

Can u make an oneshot of junkook and yn having rough jealousy sex??

WELP this was a really fun one 🥴🥴 hope all you JK hoes enjoy~*~

i'm gonna stop asking for freaky reqs because i already have enough to write for the next million years probably 😂😂😂 i REALLY appreciate how many of you have sent stuff in!!! i'm having (probably too much) fun with this. y'all are truly the BEST 💜

pairing: jungkook x reader wordcount: 1.9k oops contains: established relationship, perilla-leaf based jealousy (i had to don't @ me), jungkook and reader are fucking dramatic and honestly mean to each other, discussions of imagined infidelity bc reader is a b-r-a-t 💀, a lot of physical aggression, ppl get thrown around, breast/thigh/pussy/ass/FACE slapping 😳, biting/marking, reader put her thang down flipped it and reversed it (and surprised EVEN ME), unprotected sex, minor cervix ramming lol, is this hot???? is it toxic???? is jungkook a cuck?????? much 2 consider 🤔

“I’m surprised you didn’t walk out of the restaurant holding Jimin’s hand.”

Your boyfriend has been pouting all night.

“You can tell me if you’re in love with him now.”

He has not stopped since you got in the car to drive home from dinner.

“Just make sure you invite me to the wedding.”

It is driving you up the fucking wall.

“Jungkook!” You snap as you slam the fridge door shut, having just tucked the container of leftovers inside. “It was a fucking perilla leaf! Get over it!”

“How am I supposed to get over the fact that you’re going to leave me for Jimin?!”

Your eyes roll back in your head so hard you swear you see your brain. You have to take a long, slow inhale to fight off the desire to choke him out in the middle of your kitchen.

“I’m not talking to you when you’re like this,” you say, attempting to feign serenity over the rage simmering inside of you. “Go to the gym or something, and call me when you calm the fuck down.” You don’t wait for him to answer before you storm off down the hallway to your bedroom.

You don’t even have to turn around to know that Jungkook is hot on your heels, and when you make it to your room, you hear the door slam behind him.

“You just want me to leave so Jimin can come over and fuck you, and you can start your new life together.”

When you whip around, you find yourself face-to-face with your boyfriend. His cheeks are flushed from the wine you shared with his friends at dinner, and he’s sweating a little, bangs sticking slightly to his forehead. You hate that he looks so good, all the time, even like this.

“You’re being a fucking baby.”

A muscle in Jungkook’s jaw jumps at your words. Now his voice is deadly serious, too, nearly a growl. “I am not a baby. I am twenty-six.”

“Well, for your big age, you sure are fucking stupid.”

You turn around to march back out of the room, beyond done with his antics, but just as you pull the door open, his palm is there, slamming it back shut with enough force that it rattles in the frame.

“What did you just say?” Jungkook’s voice is low in your ear. When you turn to look at him, your cheek digs into the door as his hips press flush against your ass. You realize as he grinds on you that he is fully, probably painfully erect; you can feel his dick straining against his pants.

You shiver a little at the thought of how he might punish you for your words, and then you spit them at him again. “I said. You’re fucking. Stupid.”

The breath is knocked out of your lungs, and you can only squeak as he wraps an arm around your waist, turning around and throwing you down onto the bed so hard you bounce against the mattress like a ragdoll. You barely manage to sit up before he’s on top of you, legs straddling you, his hips pinning yours in place.

You can feel your panties already starting to soak through, and suddenly calming your boyfriend down is the furthest thing from your mind.

“You’re right, Jungkook,” you say, and his eyes are wide when his head snaps up to look at you. He clearly wasn’t expecting those words. “Maybe I should fuck your friends.”

His hands come to your breasts, pulling down the top of your dress and your bra beneath it simultaneously, and your exposed tits bounce from the aggressive movement. The action only encourages you.

“Jimin would be so gentle and loving. He wouldn’t fucking rough me up like you do.” You choke on a gasp when Jungkook’s tattooed hand cracks down over your breast, pain sparking through you like a shot in the arm. His eyes burn with intensity when he meets your gaze, but you refuse to back down. “He’d take care of me, just like he did tonight.” Jungkook slaps your other breast, forcefully enough to grunt with effort as he does it.

You’re sure you’ll see the outline of his hand there tomorrow, and your core throbs at the thought. It might be fucked up, but you like the marks he leaves. You want more.

“And H-Hoseok,” you start, and your voice shakes as you try to get the name out because Jungkook has just brought his mouth to your neck, right under your jaw, and is now starting to suck hard. It nearly feels like he’s devouring you, dragging blood to the surface to bruise purple beneath the delicate skin there. “He’s so trusting, he’d let me do whatever I want, ngh–”

You’re cut off mid-sentence by your own moan when Jungkook repeats the same process at the point where your neck and shoulder meet, where he knows you’re extra-sensitive, and you writhe under him.

“Fuuuuck,” you whine, your head kicking back against the mattress.

When you hear him give a soft, triumphant laugh against your skin, it renews your conviction. You try again. “Yeah, Hoseok wouldn’t be so fucking possessive, because he’s not an insecure baby.”

Jungkook bites down on your shoulder, simultaneously bringing two fingers to tweak one of your stiffened nipples, and you let out a strangled cry as a fresh wave of arousal floods your pussy. His other hand moves as he does it, roughly shoving up your dress to expose your lower half, so he can see your drenched panties, your thighs that are now slick with your own wetness.

“Don’t stop now,” he growls, and then he sinks his teeth into the soft skin of your upper thigh and your head spins.

“Fuck, Jungkook!” You gasp, clawing at the bedsheets.

Quick enough to give you whiplash, he releases his mouth and replaces it with another swift slap, the flesh of your thigh rippling under his hand. “Who else?”

The built-up pressure in your core is enough to make your upper body tremble as you press yourself onto your forearms, leaning up so you can look him in the eye. “Yoongi,” you say, your voice severe, and Jungkook slaps your thigh again, hard enough to make your jaw clench while his mouth shifts up to suck an angry mark into your hip bone.

“I bet Yoongi would love to fuck me with his thick cock,” you hiss.

The thin, soaked-through fabric of your panties does very little to dull the sensation when Jungkook’s hand cracks directly over your cunt. The sweet sting, pleasure and pain, is enough to make your head tip back as you groan. You spread your legs in a silent plea for more, and he does it again, harder.

Your mind is starting to swim a little, overwhelmed with animalistic desire, but when Jungkook shifts to crawl back up your body, you don’t miss the opportunity.

Too fast for him to react, you tighten your legs around his waist and use all the energy you can muster to throw yourself to one side, taking him with you. You let the excess momentum and soft bounce of the mattress beneath you propel you up to your knees, leaving Jungkook flat on his back and you straddling his hips.

He can’t quite hide the impressed look on his face, and you take a moment to revel in the way he bites down on his bottom lip, wide eyes blinking up at you.

Then you reach between your legs to tug your panties to the side with one hand, fish his cock out of his pants with the other, and sink down on him in one swift movement.

“Oh, fuck,” Jungkook groans, and you have to whimper a little, too, at the stretch of him inside you. You circle your hips, enjoying the way his cock twitches as you grind down on him. When he leans back against the mattress, arching up to match your movements, you bring a hand to grip his jaw, forcing him to meet your gaze.

“Tell me whose pussy this is,” you command, and Jungkook nearly spits the word back at you.

“Mine.”

You reward him with another roll of your hips. “Louder, baby. Like you mean it.”

“It’s my fucking pussy,” he growls, punctuated with a slap to your ass, but you can already tell he’s starting to lose himself to your movements. You can see his eyes rolling back in his head. “Made for me.”

Both of Jungkook’s hands drop to cup your ass, encouraging you to go faster. Determined, you flatten your feet against the mattress so you can properly start to bounce on his dick.

“Not Jimin’s.” You lift up as high as you can, nearly losing your grip on him, then slam back down so hard you feel the head of his cock ram against your cervix, making you gasp a little. Jungkook moans loudly at the feeling, hips bucking beneath you. “Not Hoseok’s.” You repeat the motion, and he’s even louder, his breathing ragged now. “Not Yoongi’s.” You bounce a final time and the noise Jungkook makes is more like a sob.

“Shit, shit,” he whines. You still have a hand on his jaw, and you shake his head side to side, enough to get him to focus on you again.

“It’s yours,” you say softly, and the tone of your voice is a stark contrast to the harsh slap you deliver to his face. “So fucking act like it.”

It’s enough to send him into overdrive. His fingers dig so hard into the soft skin of your hips that you cry out, and then he’s fucking up into you, stroking so fast and deep that pleasure coils hot inside of you, threatening to burst.

“So fucking wet and tight,” he gasps, “just for me, just for me,” and the way he pounds into your g-spot over and over is suddenly all too much.

“Fuck, Jungkook,” you moan, gripping his thighs with both hands, your nails digging into his skin as you squeeze tight around him. “I’m gonna come, baby, yes.” Your walls begin to flutter, pulsing over and over, and you can feel his cock twitching as you milk his orgasm out with yours.

Jungkook keeps rutting into you, thrusting through your climax as he follows after you, words now slurring together. “Yeah, come on this cock, come just for me, oh god, oh fuck–”

With a final strangled cry, you feel him empty his release into you, your cunt shuddering with oversensitivity as he fills you up. You’re still breathing hard when his hands press into your ass, gently guiding you down to your side on the mattress next to him, his softening cock slipping out of you as you move.

You lay like that for a minute, heart slamming in your chest, eyes dropping shut as you attempt to recover. Cum is definitely starting to leak out of you and stain the sheets beneath you, but you can’t find a fuck to give about it right now.

You eventually feel the bed shift as Jungkook rolls over, pulling you close to him with a soft grunt. He presses a gentle kiss to your hairline, and you can feel him smile a little before he speaks.

“I will admit, I may have overreacted.”

[ohayopoko]

Eren with Newborn& Blackfem!S/o

Note: This was a request and I ABSOLUTELY had to get on it like my fingers were going a mile a minute😭 I hope y’all enjoy this as much as I did💞✨

-Eren actually cries when he holds the baby for the first time and all he can do is stare because how?

-He never thought he could be capable of creating something this innocent and pure, something so beautiful 😳

-Y’all laugh about it after, about the way you screamed and the way he freaked out and cried

-Eren’s genuinely curious about why the baby looks like a plucked pink chicken and doesn’t look like you or him???

-S/O has to remind Eren that babies are new human beings and they have to grow into their looks and Eren wants to bet $100 that the baby’s eyes will look green like his own

-S/O laughs and accepts the bet, knowing damn well that baby eyes ain’t finna be green cause y’know, with her genes and dna being stronger or w.e it’ll be brown or some shade on that spectrum

-When Eren and S/O leave the hospital with their newborn baby and the hospital just lets them leave they feel like their kidnapping some kid lol

-Eren drives so carefully with you and the baby in the backseat, he swears on his mother’s grave he’ll get his family home safe🤞🏼💞

-Eren wants to name the baby after his mom but S/o is so set on the name she picked out for her first baby so y’all agree Carla can be the middle name

-Eren’s so stingy with the baby, more stingy than S/o cause that’s his baby baby, okay???

-If s/o isn’t holding the baby then Eren definitely has that baby in his hands or in one of those slings you wrap around ur body to put the baby in when you need your hands

-S/on will randomly touch his dick and make jokes like “Boy, this thang work!”

-Sweet boy blushes and rolls his eyes when you tease him 💓😖

-S/o looks at Eren sideways when he’s tryna crawl up in her pussy with out a condom now “Nigga If you don’t get up off me,” 🤬

-Y’all actually take contraceptives seriously now, but Eren whines abt the condoms cause he doesn’t really feel it so you get a iud and he bitches abt that too

-S/o feels weird abt her post partum body but Eren worships every inch of her cause she literally took the love he gave her and created a whole life with it like wtf that was just so fucking godly in Eren’s eyes

-When your momma comes over it’s literally just her and Eren fawning over the baby

-Diaper change? Burping? Bath time? Eren doesn’t know how to do it at first but he’s so dedicated he doesn’t need your help anymore and it’s just so cute to watch him be so careful and loving with your baby😫

-bites her lip at the thought of Eren putting another baby inside of her again and cringes at labor flashbacks😭

-Eren doesn’t even blink when the baby spits up on him anymore, like he’s totally over it and he doesn’t even wear shirts in the house anymore

-Whenever S/o starts getting depressed Eren takes the baby and stays at your mom’s house for a few days so you can sort yourself out but he sends u pictures all day and he facetimes you every night so y’all can sleep otp

-Like he props his phone up so u can see him and baby sleeping in the bed 🥺

-S/o gets nervous when she thinks about that pretty question Eren never asked her hoping it might be a possibility now that they had a family

-S/o try’s not to make it hot but Eren looks at her sideways when she’s sharing a lot of wedding ideas on her social media and doodling her name down as Y/n Jaeger

-Kinda thinks his last name looks good with your first name😗

-but when it’s just the three of you at the end of day Eren can’t help but think abt how hard he’ll fight for his family because it’s something he never really had 😖💕