Drug Wars (Pt. 1)

Drug Wars (Pt. 1)

mafia!Jungkook x Reader

“She’s a babygirl Yoongi, and I think I’m in love with her.”

Genre: Angst/Smut

Word Count: 5,436

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, drug use; the violence is not graphic - please don’t read if you’re easily triggered.

A/N: None of these pictures are mine, credits to the owners. Enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 | The Real Drug War

It’s the last class of the day and you can’t wait for it to end. Your head hurts from the pale lights, the stuffy, unventilated room is making you sick and you just want to go outside and inhale the cold air.

Finally you get up from your seat and storm out of the room in the middle of the lecture. For once, the building wasn’t filled with students and you could clearly hear the tapping sounds of your shoes as you quickly rushed down the stairs.

You could feel little bits of fresh air coming in your direction as you neared the already open front door. The first thing you lay your eyes on when you exit the building is the black G-Class Mercedes-Benz and instantly, you can feel your stomach twisting – you’re excited, but there is fear in your body and you can’t explain why. 

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Fall For You (M) | 01

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Summary: You hate a lot of things about Jeon Jungkook; you hate his arrogance, his reputation, and his pet name for you to name a few. But most of all, you hate how right it feels for you to fall into his arms, and how easy it is to fall for him. Word Count: 10,764 Genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, college au, hate to lust to… A/N: Completely inspired by this vine that I saw months ago that hasn’t left me alone since. Bonus points to those who notice the line of the song in the fic. Extra bonus points to those who recognize the Hamilton reference

Part 02. Part 03 + Drabbles

If you were being completely honest, your issue with Jeon Jungkook began years before university.

You’d grown up close to each other, his house was right across from yours but you’d hated him from the moment you met in primary school. He’d joined you and your friends in a game of truth or dare during recess, and his dare for you had been to race him from one end of the playground to the other. You had tripped, cutting your knees open but he’d continued running, winning before realizing you weren’t behind him anymore. Only by that time, the teacher had gotten to you and you’d spent the rest of primary school glaring at Jungkook whenever he was in your sights, childishly blaming him for your scars.

Of course, you didn’t hold that grudge still. Your first year of university had just started, and it would be petty and pathetic of you to still hate him for that reason. But Jungkook had given you several more reasons to hate him throughout your years of schooling.

You’d watched throughout middle and high school as Jungkook grew from a cheeky, cocky kid, into an even cockier young man. He’d never cared much for his grades, choosing instead to throw parties with his friends, to ditch class occasionally, and rile up any girls he chose. You stayed away from him, attending different parties and sticking with your small group of friends, and by the second year of high school Jungkook became one of the most well known players of the town.

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As he worked on your other hand, he paused his motions. “You don’t need to struggle alone,” he muttered, almost too quietly for your ears to pick up. The words brought forth an ugly twist in your gut, your shoulders tensing up almost imperceptively. 

“I deserve it,” you whispered, gaze stuck on your bandaged hand. 

I’m squealing!!!!

Ash. Ash. 

I don’t think you realize how fast I bounded up the stairs and flopped into bed when I realized that you had already posted part two of Fractured because you posted a snipped of part 3 recently, and my eyes went so wide!!! This is by far my top favorite series currently and I would do anything for the reader and all of the characters. And this is only part two so....

Maybe it’s because I LOVEEE mafia/assassin-esque fics because I read the Gallagher Girls series when I was younger and wanted to be an assassin myself because of it (we don’t talk about this), or maybe its because the way you write is like gold and if I could reblog this and give you my heart a million times over I would. But I can’t and it’s sad but I hope that my enthusiasm transcends the barrier of a laptop screen.

I really love the beginning of this chaper. I love the fact that from the beginning you immediately feel her despiration and desire to forget what happened the day before through her punches. And I also really admire the fact that you introduce another emotion into this part: guilt. 

Your life was a whirlwind of doing things you regretted and dealing with the consequences later. The guilt, the gnawing emptiness. It grew with every mission, the branches of torment expanding to fill every nook and cranny of your head. 

So you tried to forget.

Sadly, I’ve been in this position before. Choosing another source of pain to distract from the main one. Overworking myself until my mind was numb and there was nothing else to focus on. It’s tough, so I can only imagine what is going through her head as she’s trying to forget the past. Especially with a job like this one. It’s bound to result in intense emotions such as these, so I really feel for her.

I’m excited and nervous to see how this continues. It was also nice to see Namjoon’s father appear again as he seems to be the ultimate head of everything and everyone. It’ll be interesting to see why he has this hate for her, and towards his son as well. Is it jealousy? Does he just see them as weak? Does he wish for another life outside of this one? So many questions and I’m sure that there will be more as this continues. And I’m also really excited to see more of the other’s personalities weave through here as well. 

And the ending!!!! Yoongi already has this aura about him. He’s quiet and doesn’t say much, but when he does his voice and his words are something that make you want to listen and take to heart. He’s so powerful even though this is just the beginning of their relationship. So soft yet firm and mature, and seems to have a good head on his shoulders. I just can’t wait until the next part comes out. I’m sending all of my love!!!💕💕💕💕

Fractured (part 2)

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Word Count: 3.7k

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff, (future) smut

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of violence including murder (non-explicit), mentions of guns, mentions of blood, minor injury, toxic household, sparring, mentions of mental illness/trauma including: flashbacks, self-loathing, unhealthy coping mechanisms, anxiety, panic.

Rating: 18+

Summary: You’d always known something was strange and different about your “family,” but it wasn’t as though your environment encouraged curiosity from you. You thought you wanted to know all the answers, but nobody ever told you that the more you learned the more pieces of yourself you would leave behind.

A/N: This chapter took a while for me to write, but it’s finally here. I was originally planning to make this longer, but instead decided not to overwhelm with too much character establishment at once. But not to worry, we will be meeting all of the boys soon, and there will be longer chapters in the future!

If you would like to be tagged in further chapters, feel free to leave a comment or shoot me a message!

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Left. Right.

Distraction was your best friend.

Left. Right.

You didn’t have to worry about anything else when all you could hear was the blood rushing through your ears and all you could feel was the fiery ache in your limbs.

Left. Right.

You didn’t want to think about yesterday. You didn’t want to think about him, or the way – you shook your head as if to dispel the thought.

Left. Right.

The way he begged for his life once he realized who you were –

Left. Right.

The way the desperation in his eyes turned into hopelessness –

Left. Right.

Left. Right.

Left. Right.

“The gloves exist for a reason, you know?” an amused voice called out from the doorway. Shocking you out of your trance, you unclenched your fists, hissing at the intense ache as your fingers stretched out. You didn’t notice Yoongi’s approach until he was right in front of you, hands gently gripping your wrists as he eyed you with concern. He wasn’t the best at recon for nothing, after all.

“You’re bleeding again,” he stated simply, disappointment lacing his voice as he turned your hands, inspecting the cracked skin of your knuckles. “You should be taking better care of yourself.”

“Why?” you asked bitterly, “Besides, this is how I take care of myself.” Your tank top, leggings, and hair were all sticking uncomfortably to your skin, soaked through with sweat. You struggled to even out your breathing, eyeing the punching bag still swaying from the force of your fists. You practically lived and breathed here when you weren’t out on a mission, determined to remove yourself from harsh reality, even momentarily.

It was then that he looked at you, brow furrowed and eyes heavy with emotion. Sadness? Empathy? Displeasure? You tried not to let your heart sink at the thought of him being unhappy with you. Despite all of the boys knowing about your habits, you found that Yoongi was typically the one who sought you out, determined not to let you self-destruct.

In a world that was loud and dangerous and unrelenting, you found comfort in his quiet care, never asking you to talk about your feelings. Not that you would talk – he knew you like the back of his hand. Several years older than you, he had more memories of you than you even had of yourself. While you hadn’t been the closest growing up, his age and seriousness having your younger self favour his juniors, you couldn’t say he wasn’t always there for you.

It was as you grew older that you learned to appreciate his maturity and bluntness. You could always trust him to give you objective advice, though you hadn’t gone to him with anything besides work in years. It wasn’t as though you were going through anything the others weren’t, and so you preferred not to complain.

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“Maybe I am a simple creature, but I am rather fond of the way my name sounds on your lips,” he admits with none of your earlier humor. “When I am inside of you, I imagine I will enjoy it even more.”

So...I may or may not have burned my bacon just a tad upon reading this, but it's okay because today seems brighter than usual and I feel good, especially after finishing this first part, and it is most definitely a beautiful burden to bear as you say.

The entirety of the opening until we see the first instance of Jungkook is so engaging. It’s filled with poetic prose and alluring alliteration that keeps you wanting more and more, and it’s there throughout the entire story. Shakespear would bend to your vocabulary if he were to read your works.

“Your blood is as blue as the ocean is deep but you are a human all the same.” I’m not sure why I constantly found myself thinking back to this line, but it was the one that stuck the longest while I was reading. It’s so simple, but it holds so much depth. And maybe it’s because this is when we see a parallel of the two and the diving line is simply their natures, but it’s powerful oh so beautiful.

Once it comes to when Jungkook is standing at the door and you say “his fist lands heavy against the door, beckoning to enter. It thuds just as your heart does. You have been waiting for years to let him inside.” I had to take a pause because wow! That struck deep and hard, it’s filled with so much emotion it leaves you stunned with the amount of passion that is held behind those words. And when you continue describing him, how “your soul sings” and how “He is mesmerizing from the scar on his cheek, to the mole beneath his lip all the way down to the pureness of his heart. You could not deny him even if you tried.” It felt like my heart was cheering with the imagery.

I also really loved the juxtapositions that are within. From the fieriness lingers in her gut when she is undressing to the “calculated coolness that rivals the fire in his onyx eyes” when Jungkook is doing the same, to a heady combination of both when you write “He is far too beautiful like this, far too dangerous with his hungry eyes and ruffled locks.” All of it is enticing and leaves you wanting more and more.

“There are no words, no beautiful turn of phrase you can call to mind that can fully describe the feeling that sweeps through you. It is one of absolute joy, of wholehearted enamorment and true fulfillment. You have never experienced such a feeling until now. You have never known such contentment and all from the utterance of a simple sentence. It further solidifies what you have known for most of your life. You will never love another the way that you love him. It is as frightening as it is soothing.” I just really love this section, so I won’t speak much upon it.

The phrase that made my heart pulse to my ears however is: “He is to be King.” It’s simple, but this one is powerful for its own reasoning. The first several instances of it appearing is followed by words of insecurity and vulnerability. Uneasiness in the fact that she is different from Jungkook and his kind. But then you bring it to a climax, turning the tables in the moment of their most desperate desires and say, “He is to be King, but you are the one who seems to yield all the power.” It is like a mic drop moment. When she recognizes that she is worthy of all his affections and adoration. But just as intense as that singular moment, you bring it to a just as equal close at the end: “He is to become King, after all. What would a king want with a heart as delicate as your own?”

This story is so sensual and passionate, but there’s a heaviness and angst that weighs in toward the situation all the while and I can’t say that I wouldn’t have felt the same given those circumstances. I found myself finishing this story far sooner than I would have wanted to, but you keep us on our toes during the entire duration of it. Thank you for this fantastic story and I cant wait to see what part two holds!

All Through the Night [1]

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

Genre: Royalty AU! Werewolf AU! Childhood Best Friends to Lovers. 

Rating: M for Mature. Sexual Content/Future Smut. Language. 

Word Count: 5,740

Summary: Jungkook, Prince of the Werewolves, must mate before he can take his rightful place as King. How you, a human, became one of the candidates for his Queen is a mystery to all – including you.

A/N: Hi all!!! I decided to split this into two parts because it was taking me so long and I needed a break but didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer. I should have the next part up this weekend! also I was really anxious to post so I’m sorry if it’s not super edited. I will do a read through when I wake up tomorrow.

The anticipation for what awaits you is agonizing. There is a heaviness in your heart. It is a painful pounding that beats furiously against your breast. It reminds you of everything you have to lose tonight. It reminds you that too much has been left unsaid between you for far too long.

But there is no guarantee that any of it would matter anyway. He is to become a king, after all. What would a king want with a heart as delicate as your own? What use does a king have for a woman like you? A human woman at that. One whose presence could very well mar the crown he will soon wear and everything it stands for.

It does not matter to many that you are no ordinary woman. Your blood is as blue as the ocean is deep but you are a human all the same. How could a werewolf as powerful and revered as Jungkook ever hold his head high with an interloper for a bride? Surely there would be outrage amongst the members of the pack. Surely you would be the cause of far more stress than your tender heart is worth. No, a king needs domain over his kingdom, not the love of a human.

But loving him is not something you can so easily abandon. It expands well beyond what you can fit in that silly heart of yours. It has been growing steadily inside of you since the innocence of your youth. It started way back when Jungkook was still a ruddy cheeked runt who used to chase you through his family’s orchard. It has matured since then, just as you have after all these years. It is deeper now, desperate even. It begs to be unleashed and reciprocated with an equal vigour.

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Elv!!! Hi Elv!!

This is the first piece of yours that I've read and I can honestly say that I enjoyed it so much! I'm a big fan of the Marvel Universe and Spiderman!JK as well, so this was a treat from the beginning.

It was interesting to see your take on what having kids would be like within this universe, and I absolutely loved the ode to uncle Ben and Tony as well for their names. I also really loved the banter in the midst of the drama and angst. It came out in small bursts, and it did well for not taking away from everything surrounding it. Something that reminded me of Marvel Universe as well.

One aspect that I really loved however is the main character's confidence. She's so smart and knows that she's smart and she's very sure about herself and what's she's doing. Especially how she's doing it while beside other heroes so I'm giving her applause.

Thank you Elv for your writing and I cant wait to see how the rest of the stories turn out💕💕💕💕

Spiderling — JJK

Part of the Super-verse

You and Jeon Jungkook are the famed masked protectors of Long Island. But late one night, there’s a new threat and it’s approaching your family, coming from someone you’d least expect.

【ˢᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ || ᴮᵀˢ ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ ||ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳᵖᵒˢᵗ】

💞 🄿🄰🄸🅁🄸🄽🄶: Jeon Jungkook x Reader 📚 🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: Angst, fluff 🌟 🅁🄰🅃🄸🄽🄶: T 💬 ⓌⒸ: 3.4k ⚠️ 🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶🅂: Kidnapping, mentions of domestic abuse, swearing.

💫 (っ  ◔◡◔)っɛƖ۷'ʂ ŋơɬɛʂ 💕:

So… I feel a little insecure posting a fic for BTS when there are so many talented authors out there. I also had an allergy flare when finishing this so… :D

Anyways, there’s a whole universe to be explored! More details will be expanded upon for each character, scattered throughout all seven fics. :D

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Oh my god!! Oh. My. Goddd!!!

I think I understand why you had such a fun time writing this because whew! WHEW!!!! This was so hot and everything that I expected for this fic to be and more. Right now I'm thinking about a lot and I can't get the imagery out of my head, so my mind is a complete mess of Yoongi. So thank you for making my night Lindy. And I hope that you had a very happy birthday😘💕💕💕

make me - myg | m

strawberries on a summer evenin’. baby, you’re the end of June. i want your belly and that summer feelin’, getting washed away in you - watermelon sugar, harry styles

↳ summary- an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+ / nc17

↳ word count- 4.4k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre-  pwp lol, smut, fluff, somehow the dirtiest fluff i have ever written bc there’s some depraved shit in here

↳ warnings- penetrative sex, oral sex (m/f receiving), unprotected sex (dont…pls), dirty talk, rough sex, degrading talk, dom/sub undertones, bratty backtalk

↳ a/n- yooooo dawg this… was fun.  i hope you enjoy!!  ive been in my yoongi feels lately uwu. feel free to comment, message, dm, whatever u want babes.  i love you!

Yoongi thinks if he has to hear your upstairs neighbors fuck for another minute longer he might actually go crazy.

It’s been hours now.  The girl is screaming like a feral cat and the man is doing a terrible impression of a porn star, trying his best to talk dirty but really just calling the howling banshee awful names.  

If only his dick would be as annoyed as his brain.

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