𝐚𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑 𝐟𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝐡𝖊𝖑𝖑 𖤐

ꗃ ˖ ݁ 🥀 ❛ 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 never looked 𝑠𝑜 damn 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆 ❜₊˚ @jcyrider verse blog !

[jaexverse]

❪ 🥀 ❫ ⸻ 𝐀𝐔 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

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— DISCLAIMER: This sideblog does not represent Jeon Jungkook of BTS in any way, shape or form. Everything you see here is a product of the mun's imagination and intended to be only for entertainment purposes. Furthermore, there will be NSFW content on this blog, so minors strictly do not interact !

NOTE : Muses are open to friendship and other connections ! Relationships will ONLY be written with Jaesung’s ship partner aka : @baebe / @baeau !

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  running with the wolves / werewolf verse !

The forest is quiet aside from crickets chirping, howls in the distance from wolves deep within the woods. Everything is illuminated by the gentle silver rays from the half-moon shining bright in the inky blackness of the sky, accompanied by the soft twinkling of the stars littered throughout. Jaesung had escaped from his responsibilities of the night, had taken his mate into the woods and silently led her thought the twist and turns until he had eventually came across one of the places he goes to to slip away from the expectations and stress upon his shoulders.

There's a clearing deep in the forest behind his packs land. Light wind tussles the green leaves on the trees, the still waters of the lake shining and reflecting the moon's celestial rays. Next to the lake is a small wooden dock, worn down from the years of no use and he's convinced no one but himself is even aware this little piece of heaven on earth exists. Flowers decorate the ground they walk on, yet not an abundance amount—just enough to give the place some life and color. Slowly, he moves further in and lowers himself to the ground, laying on the ground and patting it for her to join her as he peers up at her. "Stargaze with me?" He asks softly, looking up at her from in between the bangs that cover his eyes.

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  it's always been you / abo verse !

tw/cw: talks about ruts and heats, suppressants.

He’s hesitating as he stands before the door to Jia's apartment. Her mom had all but begged him to help her daughter with her heat—it being her first one since her very first one. But the reason he’s hesitating isn’t because he doesn’t want to, no, more so it lies in the fact he knows she hates him. For weeks he’d been nothing but horrible to her with ignoring her, and avoiding her purposely all because he was hurt and angry over things that in the end wasn’t even close to being her fault.

So now, Jaesung feels guilty. It’d be so easy to just turn around and make up some excuse despite knowing well that he is her mate, and it’s his duty. And on the other hand, just the thought of leaving her alone to suffer for days during the duration of her heat almost has him ripping the door open on the spot. Her mother had given him a key to her apartment after meeting him in person at his place, and just standing here looking at the tiny piece of metal held in his palm brings back flashbacks of the past few days.

Jia's suppressants seemed to have stopped working, and everyone around her could tell she had been in pre-heat for days at the point. And due to it she had been taken to the hospital, he heard earlier while attending his class at college that she had to quit taking her suppression medication. He’s ashamed to admit that her scent alone was enough to throw his body into a pre-rut, after having stopped taking his suppressants prior due to his mother and her persistent worries—he gave in to soothe her, settling on the decision to deal with it alone whenever it happens.

Not exactly information you want to air out, but in their defense, it was her friend who seemed quite close to her and she was informing the rest of her small group. Jaesung just happened to overhear as he walked by them, sensitive ears picking up on the information and he almost brushed it off if it wasn’t for his mate’s name following. He’d never admit it to her, but he did end up texting her mom in the middle of class asking if she was alright. Which brings him to now.

Breathing out a sigh, he slides the key into the lock and unlocks the door. Upon stepping foot into her apartment, his senses are overwhelmed by this sickeningly sweet smell and he swears he’s almost knocked off his feet from the suddenness. His body reacted to it right away to his embarrassment, but he still finds himself holding his breath for a couple seconds before ultimately kicking his boots off and following the scent to her room. Pausing in front of the closed door, he shakes his head and knocks before opening it to reveal her.

“Well.. this is a sight.” He’s joking lightheartedly, heart jumping in his chest as he looks at her while he leans against the doorframe; not yet getting closer and subconsciously allowing her space after what had happened to her only a short time ago. “Your mom told me you needed some help.”

[soulrph]

reblog this if you're okay with your mutuals commenting on your threads!

(because we do all read the threads that show up on our dashes, and they're all wonderfully written and thought-out, and there's something very lovely about someone seeing your writing and enjoying it that much! and the rpc does need a massive boost of interactivity, so let's get that started!)

[thoughtkick]

“I am who I am. Your approval isn’t needed.”

— Unknown

[yooboobies-deactivated20240123]

＿|￣|○

[yandere-isopod]

I’m not jealous. I’m territorial. You are mine.

[hedonistvamp]

how i adore seeing the fear and lust in a sub’s eyes when i lift their chin up with the blade of my knife. like god yes please keep looking at me with those pretty eyes, baby, it makes me dizzy

[rpmusings-galore]

          I don’t make threats, 

                           but I do keep promises. 

            &&  I promise you, 

                         I’ll cause you more trouble                            than you’ve bargained for

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  play with fire / serial killer verse !

tw/cw: jaesung is a serial killer; blood, murder, dead bodies, weapons, violence, harsh language, ect. (it's a serial killer au, anything you can think of that's bad is a tw warning lmao)

“PLEASE— L-Let me go-!” A females gasping, trembling voice begs. Blood covers her clothing and her face, courtesy of the male’s dead body lying before her. His eyes are wide; with fear or with surprised is unknown, but frankly, Jaesung doesn’t care. Killing that man was enough to cause him to go through an adrenaline rush. The blood on his skin causing his eyes to take on a crazy, sadistic glint as a mocking and malicious smile curls on her lips at the woman’s futile attempt to get him to break her free.

But, of course, that’s not about to happen.

Jaesung’s method of murder wasn’t exactly as fun or complicated as he was like. He’s merely using a knife, or, scratch that, two knives. He had been carrying around a switch blade with him and he’d used that to partly torture the now dead male but the killing blow really came from a knife pulled straight from the couples kitchen. And, of course, he’s no idiot. Before even breaking into his victims houses the young male had already had leather gloves covering his hands, effectively hiding any fingerprints from sight. After all.. It’s not his first rodeo.

For about a month now, he had been terrorizing one particular neighborhood. The confusion and mutters of worries as he walked by the people during the day did nothing but cause mirth to dance in his soul. Everyone was confused, extremely alert, and the serial killer in him fucking loved it.

“Let you go?” He scoffs, wiping the blood covering the shiny silver blade of the kitchen knife on the shirt of the woman's dead husband, or boyfriend, or whatever the fuck he was to her. “Why would I let you go and risk my freedom?” He muses out loud, which causes a loud sob to come from the woman as she realizes there truly is no way out for her. There’s no escape and she too, will end up like the mans cold, dead body before her and her to-be killer.

Jaesung stands up to his full height, dark eyes staring at the body cowering in the corner as she slowly stalks over to her—which only causes her to shake and tremble more violently as she gets more and more fearful. “Don’t you want to join your lover? It’d be a shame to be torn apart like that… especially from an outsider,” He chuckles darkly, the woman's cries getting louder and for a second he gets worried about the sound. He knows her neighborhood has been on high alert with police patrolling the area. “Shut the fuck up, bitch.” He hisses as he walks over to her quicker, roughly grabbing her chin and holding the sharp blade to her neck while he glares into her eyes.

“You’re being too loud!” He growls darkly, allowing himself to put pressure on the knife as he watches droplets of blood trail down the porcelain skin of her neck with sick amusement. But then comes the sound a sirens, and his head is snapping up to look towards the nearest window to him and his victim. “Fuck!” He exclaims under his breath, head snapping back to the woman as rage glows in his eyes. “Do you see what you fucking did you loud mouthed bitch?” He asks scarily calm, and the woman's eyes grow wider in panic as she registers just what's coming her way.

Then, without another word, the knife is cutting through her neck and a river of blood is flowing out of the opened wound onto her clothing. But he doesn’t stop there. With anger coursing through his veins, he’s stabbing her in her chest and stomach over, and over, and over again. Ideally he would’ve taken his time, but now it seems… he’s on a time crunch.

Seconds before the police is barging into the home of the couple, he’s booking it out the door. But he hadn’t escaped. Right behind him is police with guns, running and yelling after him and the young male is frantically looking around. He’s taking sharp turns, speeding up while running, and hiding when needed while also avoiding any bullets fired his way. Panting harshly behind his mask, Jaesung’s glancing over his shoulder to see he’d managed to gain a lot on the cops behind him. So, taking advantage of it’s he’s running into the first house he sees.

The young male leans against the door once he slams it behind him, panting heavily as he rests the back of his head back on the door while swallowing. For once, he’s thankful that he’s fucking smart and had worn black clothing, gloves and a mask to hide his identity and anything identifying.

But he’s not done yet.

Upon lifting his head, he’s spotting a woman starting at him and he can’t help the annoyed grunt that follows as he stares back at her with a near glare.

[noahsresources]

prompts for muses who are Little Shits™

for all the muses out there who like to mess with others!! mainly meant for platonic relationships, but can be used for romantic & antagonistic relationships as well! feel free to modify any pronouns, descriptor words, & objects for your needs!

FROM THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ how'd you like the fake spider in your room? ❞ ❝ hang on a second, i'm gonna record this — ❞ ❝ i took 20 bucks out of your bag last night. ❞ ❝ alright, that's it, time for the tickle monster treatment! ❞ ❝ oh, yeah? and what are you gonna do about it? ❞ ❝ i think i might have accidentally just hurt myself again. ❞ ❝ what makes you think you can possibly take me? ❞ ❝ outta the way, i was here first! ❞ ❝ sorry, i lost that a little while ago. ❞ ❝ hey, come on! it was just a prank! ❞ ❝ i'm seriously thinking about forcing that secret out of you. ❞ ❝ wait, did YOU say you wanted the last piece of pie in the fridge? 'cause i kinda just ate it ... ❞

actions. [ SING ] — sender starts singing raunchy lyrics around receiver [ WRESTLE ] — sender attempts to start play-fighting with receiver [ FINGER ] — sender flips receiver the bird [ LAUGH ] — sender tries to make receiver laugh [ LEAN ] — sender puts their full weight on receiver [ COLD ] — sender puts their cold fingers under receiver's shirt [ DRIVE ] — sender begins to drive very fast with receiver in the car with them [ FOOD ] — sender steals a bite of receiver's food when they're not looking [ BLANKET ] — sender pulls receiver's blanket off them while they're half-asleep [ PRANK ] — sender pulls a prank on receiver (bonus points if a type of prank is specified!)

FOR THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ hey, stop that! ❞ ❝ careful, i just got that new furniture. ❞ ❝ okay, okay, i'll do anything, just please stop tickling me ... ! ❞ ❝ god, you're such an asshole! ❞ ❝ i swear, if you do that one more time ... ❞ ❝ i didn't actually think it was that funny. ❞ ❝ aw, dammit, you broke it! ❞ ❝ you can't go 24 hours without having some kind of accident, huh? ❞ ❝ you just cheated! i watched you! ❞ ❝ if you even think about messing with me today, i will end you. ❞ ❝ are you drunk or something? because that was some of the weirdest shit i've ever heard. ❞ ❝ okay, i won't lie, that was actually pretty funny. ❞

actions. [ HEADLOCK ] — sender puts receiver in a headlock [ CHASE ] — sender chases receiver around in frustration [ RUN ] — sender runs from receiver to avoid being pranked/scared [ NUDGE ] — sender briskly nudges receiver in response to a snarky comment [ IGNORE ] — sender pretends to ignore receiver [ PULL ] — sender is dragged into pulling a prank with the sender [ CLEAN ] — sender begins cleaning receiver's mess [ WIPE ] — sender begins cleaning receiver's injuries after pulling a stunt that doesn't end well [ LEAVE ] — sender storms off in frustration after being messed with by receiver [ REVENGE ] — sender pulls a revenge prank on receiver (bonus points if a type of prank is specified!)

[chibbyresources]

Send 🍆  for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude Or Send  “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

[cowboylikeyoongi]

» jungkook 🦇 desire, i’m hungry.

cr. bangtantv • inspo

[jungkook97]

[th3decadentclam]

"Some people are artists. Some, themselves, are art."

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #sowk .ᐟ

cw/tw: insinuation of sickness

It felt like her world was crumbling apart, well, as if it weren't already. She was used to being in the back light of everything her sister/family was. The great king and queen of the north nation that dominated many rural cities with a beautiful daughter which many swooned for— completely ignoring the younger princess that felt she should be just as qualified as her sister.. but she was given the curse of a weak body not capable of 'bearing the next royal generation' or something to be 'proud' of. Everything lately just began as if it was getting worse and worse due to the start of her courting session a week or two ago. Many young men of different titles, if it be high or low, came to the castle to attempt their chances with her. Yet, somehow, all their conversations seemed to be about the castle or her older sister, leaving a bitter taste on her tongue. But, if any man even seemed to have a chance with her, the overbearing prince, Jaesung, was quick to shoo them away. It's not like it truly mattered anyways. She knew none of them cared for her in ways she needed. Today was yet another one of those parties— not one of courting, but a ball that invited a lot of neighboring nations for celebration of the upcoming spring season. As much as the blossom design was beautiful, she found herself sitting at her bedroom balcony. Her knees pressed to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs, and cheek leaning on top her knees to watch the setting sun. It was only more miserable that the one she truly seemed to love, who is engaged to her sister, is sitting beside her with his legs crossed in silence. She felt like crying. Worthless, really. She wanted to run away and his words only encouraged the few sniffles that have been lingering. She always hated how sweet he was to her. How his kindness always read to something more when she should know better. "I don't think you really get a say in that," she mumbles under her breath after a few beats. "You know my feelings for you, yet you choose to sit here and tease with me despite not returning them. You keep pushing courters away, but—" "Please, stop playing with my feelings, your majesty."

JAESUNG'S NOT even sure how this happened, really. Lately he found himself growing closer and closer to his fiancée’s younger sister; having even gone as far as seeking her out. He’d just finished a leisure ride on a horse when the Spring party had started, causing the Prince to retire to his room where maids dressed him to the nines in his Princely attire appropriate for a gathering. Once again, he’d been at the Bae castle a couple days ahead of the parties, as the Queen and King think its imperative that he and his to-be wife get to know one another.

But that hadn’t happened. Since Jia's courting ball where he interrupted any potential to-be husband and scared them off, he’d been spending a lot more time with her that his duties as future King had been brushed aside. Like now. He had been require to attend the spring ball, but instead he had wandered off and found the Princess sitting alone on her balcony. So, seeing that he made his way up to her room and joined her, sitting in the cool spring air with eyes closed as he listens to the rustling of the leaves while the sun sets upon the horizon. 

The music of the ball is nonexistent here, and while he’s at peace in her warm company he doesn’t realize the turmoil she’s going through when the topic turns to her courting balls. Why he had singled out himself saying he doesn’t deserve her, he doesn’t want to think about—but what he does know is that he loves her. Painfully so, to the point he’d run away with her if it calls for it. But he knows that’s nothing but a dream, the young Prince bound to his duties as the future ruler of his Kingdom and Jia being unfortunately sickly.

The relaxed state he’s in, however, shatters upon hearing the soft sniffles from the girl sitting next to him. Instantly, his deep blue eyes are flooded with concern as he turns his body more to face her. At her words he can’t help but swallow thickly, pushing a piece of his blonde hair behind his ear as he looks out at the moon high in the sky at this point. “I know...” He breathes out softly, well aware of the young Princess’ feelings for him, though he’d never told her he returns said feelings. “I’m not playing with you, I’m not teasing you,” He finally admits firmly, determined eyes flickering to the upset girl. “I like you—I love you, but I know I shouldn’t.”

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #sl .ᐟ

 cw/tw: sexual content, swearing.

"Jealous? Am I je— You didn't just.." Today's camp mission entailed paired games of trust, alike to tug-a-rope and more. It excited her incredibly because she already was prepared to jump on the man she's been glued to the past few weeks.. until the coaches were announcing the pairs on their own. Of course, Jaesung just had to be paired with one of the prettier girls and Jia given a quiet girl. She knew the girl he was paired with would be up to no good, forcing her mind to already cloud with horrible thoughts and slight glares. The camper did prove her correct, too. The entire time she'd be sitting far too closely to him, grabbing at his bicep, pressing up against him, even bending over in front of him. Oh, she was losing it. The entire camp could probably see the dark cloud forming over her head if it were possible. It didn't exactly help that he was friendly.. a little too friendly. He didn't really nudge her away, tell her no, instead he was smiling and making jokes with her— that's probably what angered her the most. How could he have finished between her legs and leave her leaking with his mess still then go smile at another girl? It made her feel incredibly dumb, believing that he most likely has been seeing other girls at the camp and Jia was simply an easy fuck because she was so willing. And, eventually, she couldn't handle watching it anymore. She ended up storming off away from her partner to find the closest bathroom cabin to hide herself in—but, he just had to follow behind her, where she ignored his calls until he asked that stupid question that only frustrated her more. "You literally fucked me in your bunker this morning and you're asking me if I'm jealous?" she questions, the door nearly slamming behind him as he brought their distance closer. Jia couldn't look at him. No, she was busying herself by running her fingers through her hair and finding something to fidget her hands with like the sink water. It— it didn't last long. Her negative emotions piled up the more she permitted her thoughts to go over what she had just seen between him and another camper. So, obviously, her mouth got the best of her. "She- She was bending over for you and touching your arm, even basically sitting on your lap— and you were— you were practically fucking drooling over her. Why don't you go and fuck her in your bed instead if you enjoyed her attention so god damn much?" "You're such an asshole, I—" The words came out before she could properly think about it, hands shaking off the water to dry at her hands with the paper towel before attempting to push past him to the door.

IT'S ONLY BEEN a couple weeks since the Summer Camp has open and young campers from the single digits to teens had taken over the place. Jaesung in particular usually was one of the Counsellors who dealt with kids elementary to middle school ages. Therefore, he was a little confused when his boss had gathered all of the Counsellors together. Turns out they’re doing a team-building exercise. Apparently, they’d be unsatisfied with how some of his peers had been working together.

When he heard that he couldn’t help but wonder if he was one of the people they’d been unsatisfied with; knowing in the beginning he and Jia had this competitive streak going that was quite childish. Somehow that childish streak changed into him sleeping with her, unknowingly to her losing his virginity to her and finding this endless need and desire for her. She makes him nervous, heart racing in his chest when he’s near her.

Thus, he was actually relieved when his boss paired him with another female Counsellor, knowing had he been paired with Jia that he’d end up nervous and fumbling—quite possibly failing the missions given to him because of the massive crush he had building up for her. He could deal with the uncomfortable flirting his partner put him through, joking and laughing with her while keeping a stubborn smile on his face to not reveal the unease she’s making him feel. But he’s competitive, so he never noticed Jia's glare towards her as he focuses on completing the exercises perfectly. The girl, whom he doesn’t even know the name of, was way too touchy and while he wouldn’t immediately brush her off he’d make an excuse and pull himself from her or move away a couple beats later.

During so, his gaze has constantly been flickering over to the pair of females wondering what she’s thinking and can’t help but think she looks so good completing the missions. Hopefully she’s not overthinking it.. should he be pushing her away? But he didn’t want to be rude. Jaesung was put in a tough situation, the silent and unspoken rule being they’re spoken for but he doesn’t really know how she feels about him. Nonetheless, he doesn’t want his partner to get the wrong idea. But before he can turn to make excuses and tell her that he’s ‘got a girlfriend’, Jia's already storming off and he’s running his hand through his strawberry blonde hair out of stress before running after her.

“Wait, are you jealous?” He had uttered in slight shock and amusement, wincing after it slipped out and watching as she reacted quite negatively. Quietly, Jaesung's watching the girl as she fiddles with whatever she can get her hands on; her hair, the water, the taps. Though he’s pausing behind her as she curses at him, eyebrow arching as he narrows his eyes down at her. “Asshole? I’m an asshole?” He repeats after her slowly, pushing her back towards the sink when she tries to escape; hands moving to rest on the countertop of the sink, his arms effectively pinning her between him and the sink.

“You’re right, I did fuck you in my cabin this morning. And plenty of times before that, right? So why, oh why, are you getting jealous over something I’m clearly not interested in when all I can think about is burying myself into you again?” He mumbles into her ear, staring down at her through lowered eyelashes as he pushes his body against hers. “Drooling? You must’ve been mistaken me looking at you for her, sunshine.”