I Just Need Someone Who Knows How To Keep Me Safe In Their Arms 🎵

superblood wolfmoon (prologue) | jjk

↣ pairing: alpha!jungkook x alpha!reader

↣ genre: angst, smut, werewolf!au

↣ rating: +18

↣ word count: 994

↣ chapter warnings: none

↣ playlist: bad moon rising - credence clearwater revival // eclipse - pink floyd // hysteria - muse // even flow - pearl jam

↣ summary: Strange images of bright red eyes haunt Jungkook's dreams, the restless feeling of something far greater looming on the horizon. He can't quite figure out what they mean, much less know who the eyes belong to, and why he feels like he's seen them before.

↣ notes: my first fantasy fic!! pls keep in mind that the inner workings of this world are based off of a/b/o and omegaverse tropes, but tweaked a bit to fit the premise of the story and the universe I've created. beta read by @thejooncrew. also this is my entry to this month's worldbuilding workshop by @btscreatorscorner

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Breathe in, breathe out.

Jungkook stomped his paws on the dirt as he ran. He could hear the crunch of dead leaves as he trod past, but now was no time to dwell on the little things -- he was being chased.

Chased by who?

He didn’t know. All he could feel was a lump in his throat, a burning sensation in his lungs. He’d been running for god knows how long, and no matter each turn he took, the view still was the same: the same dead trees over and over again, the same dry leaves on the ground, the same roots twisting under the tree trunks, like he was running on an infinite treadmill with no end in sight.

The sky was clear, and the sun setting on the horizon. The faster night fell, the colder it got. No matter how many autumns and winters passed, Jungkook could still not get used to the death of the forest, of the trees. He wanted his landscape to be evergreen, he wanted peace and quiet, he wanted the chirping of birds as he walked past, he wanted the shade the trees gave him.

But all that is must come to an end somehow.

Dread settled in his stomach, coursing through his veins. He ran faster. He was sure something was after him, but he wasn’t sure what. The stress of uncertainty scared him.

But I am an Alpha, he thought, Alphas can’t afford to be afraid.

He tried to shake the bad thoughts away. He was in danger, and he wouldn’t get out of this situation by whining about who he was. Winter is coming, and he needed to get out of this forest before night fell.

At some point, after much running, the leaves turned green, and the trees alive -- he reached a small clearing within the forest. The thick foliage separated this patch of land from the rest of the forest, with lush green grass, wildflowers, and a small pond right at the center. Moonlight graciously fell around the clearing uninterrupted, reflecting off of the clear pond and illuminating the space. He could make out a couple of fireflies swirling around as well.

Like the flip of a switch, Jungkook felt safe. As if all the weight he’d been carrying had been lifted off his shoulders. It might’ve been the peaceful aura coming from the clearing, but Jungkook wasn’t sure at all. What he knew was that, in here, he was safe from whatever was chasing him, and nothing could ever touch him.

He swallowed and felt his throat dry, so he walked closer to the pond. He could see the moon reflected clearly on the crystalline water -- providing him with a sense of calm and tranquility. And so, he drank from the pond.

Then, the snap of a twig alerted him. Something else is out there. And the feeling of dread returned tenfold. His instincts screamed at him to run, to get the hell out of there, but he soon found his paws to be rooted onto the ground, and he was rendered immobile.

Fear sent shivers down his spine. He was not alone, and whoever was out there was coming to get him. He somehow couldn’t see past the bushes and the trees that lined the limits of the clearing, as it was all dark and cold, but he could hear everything, from the crunch of dead leaves to the pace of another set of paws, to the snap of several twigs.

Another wolf had its sights on him. There was no wind, so he could make out its scent, they were too far away for him to know. Maybe it could’ve been a normal wolf, or a werewolf, one of his kind. But what was a lone werewolf doing in his territory?

The wolf circled the clearing while staying out of sight. He wasn’t sure the other wolf was aware he could sense their presence, but the rhythm of their steps told him that they were a predator, and he was their prey.

Jungkook felt fear like he’d never experienced. His heart throbbed wildly, and no matter how much he wanted to move, he was still rooted to the ground, unmoving, unwilling.

The sounds stopped, and everything turned to silence. There was no breeze, no sound other than the chirping of insects around him. Suspicious. His ears twitched, he tried detecting any other sound, any indication that the wolf was still out there, but nothing. Could they have disappeared? How was that even possible?

Could the wolf be waiting for him to think he was safe from the danger, just so they could attack when he least expected it? Or did the wolf just get bored from watching him drink from the pond and left? No, it had to be the first one. He’d usually stay still and wait for his prey to relax so he could go in for the kill.

What an irony for an alpha to become prey.

He tried to check his surroundings, but the fact that he couldn’t see what was beyond the borders of the clearing filled his chest with even more dread. What twisted game was this? Why couldn’t he smell the other wolf? Why couldn’t he see what lied beyond?

He heard the crunch of dead leaves again, this time coming from the front, and his head snapped towards the sound, but he still couldn’t move. He was too terrified to even consider running away and too stubborn to be a coward. What he saw next made his blood run cold.

A pair of bright, red eyes glowed menacingly in the dark, ominously analyzing his every move, never resting, never blinking.

His senses went into overdrive, and his instincts screamed at him to do something, but he just couldn’t budge, not when those dangerous eyes bore into his very soul, waiting until the perfect moment to attack.

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Jungkook fucking y/n senseless on new year's eve, please! I know you haven't said anything about taking requests so probably I'm being rude 🥺, but please, a little drabble will do 💕. I love your writing 🥺!

Hello, anon! Thank you for requesting 💜! No worries about being rude, I’m so glad that you enjoy what I write 💜! Happy new year everyone, sorry for being 4 days late... Lol.

Here you go 😉! It’s actually not that short (yeah I went overboard 😽), and it definitely has what you wanted! Enjoy <3!

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❥ Pairing : Jeon jungkook x f!reader

❥ Summary : Jungkook knows what he wants, and he most definitely knows how to get what he wants.

❥ Genre : Plotless smut (Once again I’m using the trope where he’s an idol and you’re his girlfriend but it’s hidden from media 😉, yes I’m a hoe for secret relationships).

❥ Rating : M ; NSFW || [WC : 1,051]

❥ Warnings : Language, nipple play, fingering, oral sex (f! receiving), unprotected sex, rough sex, big dick!jungkook, boyfriend!idol! jungkook came over just to fuck you on nye, dom jungkook, multiple orgasms, I don’t know what anymore.

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“Jungkook!”

Your gasp echoes through the dimly lit bedroom as he adds a second finger through your slick folds, pumping you harder. He smiles against your skin upon hearing you, his mouth hungry on your breasts. Your head lolls back from the pleasure he’s giving you, his thumb on your clit, his mouth sucking on your nipples and his fingers buried deep inside your cunt.

You never really thought or expected that you two will spend the new year’s eve together. And you most definitely didn’t expect him to come over just so that he can fuck you when the clock hits 12:00.

10:42 pm~

You stood at your doorway, your mouth agape in surprise. Jungkook shrugged, “So... Can I come in or you’re gonna stand here all night?”

Blinking hard, you muttered, “But- but aren’t you supposed to be on the NYE live?! Um...”

He sighed, shaking his head, “Why so many questions? Are you not happy that I’m here? Should I go-”

“No! Please come in!”

He smirked satisfactorily, kissing your forehead before he enters your apartment, “That’s my girl!”

His mouth leaves your left nipple with a loud wet popping sound, his lips now sucking on your right nipple. He looks up at you seductively, moaning around your nipple, “You’re so beautiful, babydoll. So damn beautiful.”

You answer with a whimper, biting your lower lip, cresting higher with each of his pumps. His slender, long fingers move roughly in & out of you, making you mewl. You pull on his hair, flinging your left leg around his waist, pushing him down on you.

“Yes! Just like that!”

He smirks, angling his fingers to hit the spot he just hit. You shudder, your hands turning into fists as you hold on the bedsheet, your core pulsating around his fingers. He nibbles your earlobe, whispering, “Cum for me, baby. I can feel you, you’re so close.”

Goosebumps spread over your skin, his name falling off your lips, and he swears as he feels you gushing around him. Adjusting his speed, he helps you ride out your high. Softly plucking his fingers out of your cunt, he licks them, moaning happily. You watch him with a blush on your face, and he meets your eyes, leaning down with a smirk.

His hungry mouth finds yours, and you can immediately taste yourself on his tongue. He starts grinding, his hardened length pressing against your pelvis. He kisses you hard before trailing feather light smooches down your body.

He licks your hipbones, grunting happily as the intoxicating scent of you hits his nose. You watch the tip of his tongue slowly peeking out, and you hold on the bedsheets tightly. You feel his hot breath approaching you, and after a long time, he finally gives you a long lazy lick.

“Aahh!”

He hums appreciatively, lapping you up like a starved animal. He takes your legs, resting them on your shoulder, his tongue teasing your clit. You moan, “Plea...aahh-”

But your words turn into a long purr as he pushes his tongue inside you, not letting you finish your sentence. You feel your eyes blurring a little as he enters you, your inner walls squeezing him.

He grunts, pushing harder and deeper, your essence filling his mouth. Your toes curl, and he softly brushes his thumb on your clit. Your hips buck up, trying to move with his ministrations as he delves his tongue in and out, his thumb and index rolling your clit expertly. You write under him, the world around you hazy as you feel yourself approaching your 2nd release. You cry out, feeling his teeth grazing along your labia.

“Mmmnnh!”

You reach your pinnacle, your body going stiff before it eases completely. He growls happily as the gush of your nectar hits his tongue, and he keeps his mouth guided on you as you ride all the waves of your orgasm. He hums, making sure to lap up every single drop you offered.

He holds you close until you reopen your eyes, your pants echoing through the room. He looks at the clock, 11:56 pm. He nudges your nose, “Are you ready?”

“Yes... Jungk-”

The rest gets caught in your throat as you feel the tip of his hardened member nudging your entrance. You whine, and he pins down your hands, locking your darkened eyes. Without any warning, he enters you, hissing in pleasure. Your moans get muffled in the kiss as he fills you in, your inner muscles stretching to give him space. He growls, his balls resting against your ass. The feeling of being completed by him overwhelms you and you hold onto him. The clock hits 12:00 am~ the sound of fireworks proudly announcing the new year. His murmurs in your ear, “Happy new year, Aein.... I want to be with you forever. I want to feel you like this forever.”

You manage a broken whisper in response, and he starts with slow languid thrusts, pulling and pushing, giving you time to adjust. Soon you start to rock your hips, building up a rhythm with him. All restraint gone, he surges his hips forward again and again. His mouth finds it’s refuge on your shoulder and cleavage. He quickens his pace with each of his strokes, moaning in pleasure.

“Lord, y/n.... You’re so fucking tight and drenched for me.”

A string of incoherent words leave your throat, your nails raking on his back, sure to leave visible marks the next day. Feeling his cock twitching inside you, you bury your face in his shoulder. He growls, going harder and deeper, making sure to grind against your clit with his pelvis as he moves. Clearly over stimulated, you quiver around him, white spots appearing in your vision.

A specific hard thrust brushes over the right spot inside you, a scream leaving you as the building up pleasure explodes.

“Jungkook!” You scream, your walls clamping down on his manhood.

“Oh fuck!”

He collapses on you, his ecstacy crashing over him as he spills his seed deep inside you. You stroke his hair, trying to catch your breath while he soothes the bites left by him in the fit of passion.

He rolls over, pulling you close as he drops a light kiss on your forehead.

Hehe hopefully you enjoyed it!! Let me know what you thought about it 😄💖!!

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tell me about naegleriasis

     Primary amoebic meningoencephalitis (PAM), also referred to as Naegleriais is a hemorrhagic infection of the central nervous system with a 95% fatality rate (1,5). Naegleriasis is caused by Naegleria Fowleri, a thermophilic and amphizoic amoeba that can be found in soil and freshwater in a free-living state. It has been observed infecting immunocompetent young adults and children (as compared to granulomatous amebic encephalitis, an infection caused by another amoeba that infects primarily immunocompromised hosts) prior to nasal aspiration of warm water via recreational activities such as diving, swimming, and water sports (2,5). Infection occurs when the amoeba travel through the olfactory nerves and cribriform plate, where they then enter the brain and cause extensive hemorrhaging and necrosis. Incubation of N. Fowleri may last from 2 to 15 days, while death usually occurs 3 to 10 days from the onset of symptoms (3,6).

     Naegleriasis may be difficult to identify (often only being formally diagnosed post-mortem) due to the fact that the symptoms present similarly to viral or bacterial meningitis and progression of PAM is rapid. Identification is often done via microscopic examination of patients cerebrospinal fluid, while post-mortem a hematoxylin and eosin staining of brain tissue is preformed (4.3). Symptoms of a Naegleriasis infection include a stiff neck, fever, nausea, vomiting, seizures, coma, and death (4).

     There does not appear to be an accurate notation of the current number of cases worldwide, but Naegleriasis cases have been identified in less than 16 different countries. Also, there are few survivors of Naegleriasis, with about 5 current survivors in North America alone (4,6). An interesting case of survival comes from a 78-year-old male patient, an atypical age group for presentation of PAM (1). There is no set treatment for the disease, as there have been no clinical trials to assess which treatments are most effective. The main drugs to treat Naegleriasis are amphotericin B and miconazole, as they were seen to be most effective against the amoebae during in vitro testing (4,5). Though, amphotericin B has side effects such as renal toxicity on patients (2). Also, with recent research showing that miltefosine may be effective against N. Fowleri  as well; the CDC has made miltefosine available per an on-need basis for treatment of infections caused by free-living amoeba including Balamuthia mandrillaris, N. fowleri, and Acanthamoeba species (2). Citations: (none of this is properly formatted because it’s tumblr sry) 1 Gautam, P., Sharma, S., Puri, S., Kumar, R., Midha, V., & Bansal, R. (2012,     January). A rare case of survival from primary amebic meningoencephalitis. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3338237/ 2. Grace, E., Asbill, S., & Virga, K. (2015, November). Naegleria fowleri: Pathogenesis, diagnosis, and treatment options. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4604384/ 3, Marciano-Cabral, F., & Cabral, G. (2007, November 01). Immune response to Naegleria fowleri amebae and pathogenesis of infection. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://academic.oup.com/femspd/article/51/2/243/888715 4. Primary Amebic Meningoencephalitis (PAM) - Naegleria fowleri. (2017, February 28). Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.cdc.gov/parasites/naegleria 5. Visvesvara, G. S. (2010, January). Free-Living Amebae as Opportunistic Agents of Human Disease. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.researchgate.net/publication/47554562_Free-Living_Amebae_as_Opportunistic_Agents_of_Human_Disease 6. Yoder, J., Eddy, B., Visvesvara, G., Capewell, L., & Beach, M. (2009, October 22). The epidemiology of primary amoebic meningoencephalitis in the USA, 1962–2008: Epidemiology & Infection. Retrieved July 25, 2020, from https://www.cambridge.org/core/journals/epidemiology-and-infection/article/epidemiology-of-primary-amoebic-meningoencephalitis-in-the-usa-19622008/1CADA8AB942359501CCD94BA032B4DF5

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Tangled Thoughts | jjk

“It wasn’t easy to leave your boyfriend of two years, but the constant lies made you question your relationship. You tried to move on, but you were somehow constantly tangled in his web. After being captured by an unknown, yet familiar, enemy, Jungkook wondered if he was doing the right thing by keeping his secret identity from you. Was it too late to come clean?”

🕷️ Pairing: spiderman!Jungkook x ex!reader (f)

🕷️ Genre: exes back to lovers, marvel au, crime~, angst, action/adventure

🕷️  Warnings: shooty bang-bangs (guns), slicing and dicing (knives), blood, hint of sexy time at the end, cursing, people get boo-boos (injuries), kidnapping, explosions, pow-pows (fighting)

🕷️ Word count: 10.5k

🕷️ Author’s note: I wrote this last night after spending all day reading every Spider-Kook fic I could get my hands on. I was not planning on creating this haha but… I love Jungkook. I love Spider-Man. It’s only right for me to contribute to the Jungkook spider-verse. I’ve never written a Spider-Man fic, so hopefully, it flows alright! 

Disclaimer: NOT ALL CHARACTERS ARE REPRESENTED AS HOW I SEE THEM OR REFLECT THEIR REAL-LIFE ACTIONS OR PERSONALITIES. THIS IS FICTIONAL. 

(Update Jan. 17, 2021: I have redacted Hobi as Ironman. He will not be in this story because I have other plans for our sunshine in future chapters. No, I am not anti-Hobi. Please don’t even go there. This is just what happens when you write a story spontaneously without planning out the storyline. Hoseok will appear in an upcoming chapter.)

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The air in the room felt thick. Your body was jittery and you couldn’t stop your eyes from dancing around the room. Anything was better than looking at him.

Jungkook, your latest ex-boyfriend of two years, sat in your desk chair across from you. While you could tell he was timid, he was less so than you. You weren’t sure why you even agreed to meet with him. It’s been a little over a week since you last saw him. You hated the way your heart still ached at the sight of him–hated the way your body yearned for his gentle touch on your skin. You hated that you wanted him back as soon as he came to you again. You hated how weak you were for him.

“I- I wanted to apologize,” he spoke after what felt like hours, though it was only a minute of silence in reality. You kept your gaze averted, inwardly rolling your eyes. Wanted to apologize for the hundredth time and not mean it. When you didn’t reply, he continued. “I know I have already, but… Argh,” he huffed, annoyed at his own lack of words.

“Why are you really here, Jungkook?” For the first time since he arrived, you looked at him straight in the eyes. His round, dark brown globes were filled with anxiety and hopelessness. The pain in your chest from seeing such a sorrowful expression made you want to wrap him in your arms and tell him everything would be okay. 

But it wouldn’t be.

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