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Moon Phases in Astrology | pt. I

Hello! 💕❤️ This will kind of be a very basic and beginner friendly (hopefully) guide to Moon phases from the chart - we’ll be looking at finding your Moon phase from the chart, and the different methods for moon phases.  Hopefully it’ll be helpful and fun to read? ;; Witchy Friendly???💕❤️

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Sisters we are everywhere. Warriors, your country needs you! If you ready ladies, better keep steady ready, aim, shoot it. Don’t need ammunition, on a mission and we’ll hit you with the truth. Divas, Queens, we don’t need no man, salute!

✷ ♡ 9 YEARS OF L I T T L E M I X ♡ ✷

Alexander McQueen Pre-Fall 2020 Collection

Heeyyyyyaaaa, could you plss do an angst JK fic where he’s Y/n’s husband and is unfaithful? I’m a sucker for angst hahaha

The emotional rollercoaster I went through imagining this scenario, jesus freaking christ, I'm almost tempted to make this a series

Pairing(s): King!Jungkook x Queen!OC (Name: Belle)

Rating: G | PG | M | R 18+

Type: Drabble | Oneshot | Two Parter | Series

Genre: Royal AU | Marriage AU

Tags & Warnings: infidelity, cheating, lots of crying and screaming, jungkook is something else dude, sexual references and sexually charged scenes (non-explicit), anGST

This is continued into a lil series so if you like, check out the next part! 

Summer mornings made Belle remember the year of her marriage. It made her happy before, recalling the memories of the handsome Prince Jungkook taking her hand in marriage. She was only a young, blushing princess who'd walk around in pink veils and look at the world with glittering eyes. They had so much time together. Jungkook would take her riding into the forest, they'd walk the gardens together or talk in front of the fire.

When Jungkook became King, those things became a luxury than a regular activity. Belle couldn't remember the last time she and Jungkook spent a day together without any interference. It wasn't possible but god was it needed.

Jungkook looked more tired and fell right to sleep every night. The more he listened to issues of the kingdom, the less he smiled for everyone's convenience.

The downward trail of the King, they said. Jungkook would eventually lose all sense of his true self to become embodiment of a feelingless monarch.

Feeling the heat against her skin, Belle decided to take matters into her own hands. Her duties would not begin until later in the afternoon and the hearing of the King must've ended once the sky was bright. Picking the skirt of her green dress, she made her way to the private room in the main castle where Jungkook would relax before moving onto other duties.

Perhaps they could go riding and postpone some duties. Or they could just stay in the private room like they used to on breaks. Her heart pounded in excitement, feeling like a young princess for a few seconds as she ran across the hallways to Jungkooks' private room.

"My love!" Belle called out gently as she opened the door. Her grin quickly dropped, stomach lurched and heart sunk into an endless pit.

All the naivety dissipated as she saw a creme dress and blonde hair, sitting on Jungkooks' lap, plump lips latching off his jawline when she heard Belle come in. Jungkook moved his hands off the girls' waist, hair messy over his eyes.

The girl flushed red and jumped off his lap, bowing pathetically and rushing out of the private room.

She let out a small shaky sigh, hand over her stomach; nauseated from the sight. "Why did you—"

Jungkook stood up and carefully walked towards her, his black shirt mostly opened to reveal his chest. "Belle..."

Belle shook her head, slamming the door shut. "You could've talked to me!" Eyes flooded with tears and her heart felt like it was being forced out of her chest. "I was sitting here for months thinking you were actually suffering and—" She leaned forward on the large wooden table as Jungkook inched closer.

"It was nothing serious—" Jungkook whispered in that same loving way. How tainted and dirty it sounded after what she just saw. He leaned his nose against her temple. "—my love—"

"Don't!" Belle pushed him away roughy. Her crown sliding off the side of her head, tears staining her cheeks and her breathing grew ragged. "Don't call me that and touch me when you still smell like her!" Her voice cracked.

Jungkook tightened his jaw, persisting to step closer. "I'm your husband."

"Mighty good one at that." Belle stepped back. "You drink, you never talk to me, you have your own chambers now, it's for fucking her, isn't it?" She gestured roughly to the door.

Jungkook almost towered over her. "No—"

"Don't lie to me! I've tried being a good wife and queen for you and your kingdom and you—" Belle pushed him further away again. "—go behind my back like common dog!"

Jungkook grabbed onto her hands this time, turning her around until his arm was locked around her body.

"Let me go!" Belle cried out.

"Shh..." Jungkook nudged his lips against her earlobe, another arm held over her chest to leave no distance between them. "Don't weep, please."

Belle only sobbed more, still trying to break away until her crown clanged on the table. Her curls hovered half her face. "Why—"

"I don't—I don't know why," Jungkook whispered. "Please, just don't cry." He buried her face against the crook of her neck.

Her breathing calmed for a moment as she softened into his hold. Jungkook took that second to kiss her neck.

Whether she was like this out of sheer exhaustion or actual peace was a debate to be had later. All Belle knew right now was no one was going to comfort her for something like this other than him. Her new Queenly duty.

Roomies m.lst

Jungkook x reader

Genre: crack, angst, fluff

Introduction

Part 1 | changing locks

Part 2 | exposed

Part 3 | but I’m gay

Part 4 | wet cheeks

Part 5 | ship war

Part 6 | caught

Part 7 | drunk

Part 8 | the aftermath

Part 9 | everyone is coming

Part 10 | just best friends

Part 11 | that look

Part 12 | moody

Part 13 | beach n stuff

End

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!

🔸 masterlist.

❥ 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 😄💖!!

Little Mix ★ Sweet Melody ｡･:*:･ﾟ♬,｡･:*:･ﾟ♪

Sk8er Boi - 13

☼ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

☼ Genre: sm au, college au, e2l, angst, fluff, smut

『You’ve been working your whole life towards this point, senior year and preparing for the biggest ballet audition of your life. Everything has been going to plan and is absolutely perfect. Until a boy comes crashing into your life in the most spactacular way. Now you feel like everything is spiraling out of your control. Is he the problem? Or the answer you didn’t know you needed?』

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It burns, doesn’t it? [Pt.19]

Genre/au: Mafia!au, Mature, Fluff, Angst. Violence and all that good mafia stuff. Warning: This story contains graphic imagery, mature subject matter, improper drug usage, suggestive language, self-medication, including but not limited to crude/unnerving behavior, intensity, bloody, v slight-gore, jungkookk is cockycockycocky right now

Members: Bts Feat. Got7

→ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

→Summary: The mafia tore your life apart, if it wasn’t for your will to live, it would have taken you out a long time ago. After everything, the betrayal and lies, you’ve emerged with a purpose—you’re apart of a family now.

word count: 10k +

author’s note: Eat that 2020! MWHAHAHAHHA, it’s out finally😭 It was my goal to update before the year ends and here we are. Thank you all so much for your patience, I hope this chapter is worth it, I worked really hard on it🥺💜 Enjoy!✨

taglist: @deliciouslydisturbed365​ @rainydaysmoonchild @sala22fruits​ @exfolitae @danika808

| Prologue | Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | Pt. 9 | Pt. 10 | Pt. 11 | P. 12 | Pt. 13 | Pt. 14 | Pt. 15 | Pt. 16 | Pt. 17 | Pt. 18 | Pt. 19 | Pt. 20 |

Agent Lisa Ban shifts through the files, seeing if she can match a pending case to one of these people. That’s when she stumbles upon an anonymous female-file. Estimated height and age, but that’s it. There’s no picture, no past charges, no associations, none of that.

She enters the common area, knowing Seo has been passing through for the past hour.

“Chief,” Lisa catches him, “I need you to look at this.” She leads him into the office, closing the door behind them with her foot.

“What is it?” His eyes find the files all over the desk.

“I was going through the files and came across a weird one,” She hands it to him, “an anonymous female.”

“Thank you, Agent Ban,” He hands it back to her, “but I’m already aware of this.”

“Oh, so why aren’t we investigating to find out who she is? If there’s a chance that she might be a victim, we should try to get her to safety.”

Seo had his suspicions about you. The night Yoongi came to talk, he saw you in the car. He had never taken Yoongi for the type to want a companion around him 24/7. You were the first female he had ever seen the young drug lord with. Maybe you were someone special, it’s possible. But in all his years, he couldn’t imagine Yoongi having someone like that.

“You’re welcome to personally take her on as a separate case. But I wouldn’t trouble yourself with it, she is probably just as involved as the rest of them.”

Seo’s words linger in her mind after he leaves. The chief spoke about the woman so lightly, as if it didn’t matter if she was there by choice or not. If there is a chance that she could save a person from a life they did not ask for, she wants to take that chance.

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What about bf!Jungkook going down on the reader while they watch anime 😭.

Bro I wrote this at three in the morning after a burst of inspiration. Don’t ask me why I picked Haikyuu for this because I don’t know either. 

— contents and warnings; established relationship, boyfriend!jk x reader, oral (f rec), fingering, jk is very intense when it comes to sports anime and your pleasure (the perfect man doesn’t exi-), jk is blonde in this just because I needed to indulge!!!! 

— words; 1k

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Jungkook had a few bad habits. 

The first one was that he would often forget small details about you — the flavor of ice cream that you simply could not stand, your favorite color, or even the schedule of your classes. But, paradoxically, he also would remember things you only mentioned in passing and keep them forever — like the fact that you played volleyball in high school, which was the perfect gateway drug to get you hooked on Haikyuu!! after months of begging you to watch some anime with him. 

The second bad habit was the fact that Jungkook would often get sidetracked after a few instants of initial thrill: he was the kind of person that liked the chase more than the actual prize. When it came to your anime marathon it wasn’t any different: after a few episodes, he realized he was losing interest, and his mind had started to gravitate toward other, more compelling goals. 

That was why he found himself in that position — with his tongue playing between your legs, when he should have been watching Oikawa’s first introduction to the anime. 

To be fair, it wasn’t all his fault. You were kind of teasing him for a few moments before, even making sure to have your shirt hike up your thighs every once in a while, making him question if you were wearing anything under that. Jungkook was only human and, after coming to the realization that your pink underwear was much more entertaining than an anime that he had already watched (twice), he swiftly changed his mind on how he wanted to spend that afternoon. 

Jungkook’s third bad habit was that he didn’t know how his actions would escalate. That was why he ended up being valedictorian at his high school graduation (after commenting to his teacher that he didn’t mind public speaking), and that was how he started eating you out after just wanting to steal a few kisses.

The problem was that those “few kisses” has been really good, and it wasn’t long until you were dripping wet for him, whining Jungkook’s name in a way that had him throbbing against his sweats. You had asked him to eat you out in that pretty, meekly voice that he loved so much, and he was unable to say no. 

Again: he was only human. 

Jungkook’s fourth bad habit was that he was really, really prideful when it came to your pleasure. He liked you loud, he liked you being desperate, and so he really pushed every boundary he could find to have you trembling under his touches. Which he often succeeded in. 

“J-Jungkook!” You cried out his name, your nails digging into his scalp. Jungkook only moaned against your pussy, licking a thick stripe from your quivering entrance to your clit, where he continued his devilish ministrations. He sucked on your sensitive spot so well that he got your back arching off the bed, thighs shaking on either side of his head. “There, there, please.” 

Jungkook raised his head so he could speak, your juices coating his lips and chin beautifully. “Relax, baby,” he teased, “I got you.” 

And then he was back to his original position. Jungkook absolutely adored looking up at you and finding your desperate gaze as his tongue played with your clit, a groan leaving his throat at the sight of the pretty blush painting your cheeks. He would die between your legs if he could, just lazily licking his way through your orgasm, squeezed by those glorious thighs of yours. 

As much as Jungkook had his bad habits, he had a few good ones too. And one of them is that he was devoted to the idea of making you feel good. 

Your boyfriend brought two of his fingers to your entrance, brushing the sensitive flesh around it until your hands were digging through the seas of his bleached blonde hair. “Jungkook, please,” you begged, knowing fully well that the sentence wasn’t going anywhere. 

Lucky for you, he wasn’t in a particularly teasing mood. 

His fingers slowly stretched you out and Jungkook’s cock throbbed inside his pants with the memory of your walls wrapped around it so perfectly. He loudly moaned against your clit, sending shockwaves through your body and making your hips roll against his face, digits sinking deeper inside you. Jungkook really loved having you like that: a gorgeous mess of whimpers and cries that unraveled with his faintest touches, trembling and begging to cum on his tongue. It made him feel like the luckiest man in the world. 

Your moans were getting louder, louder than the harsh dialogue that played on the screen of his laptop — the device forgotten somewhere amongst the sheets. Your stupid anime marathon was just a memory then, background noise to the beautiful sounds you were making for him as he sucked and toyed with your clit, digits pumping in and out of you in a frenzy. The pitch in your voice, the wetness between your folds that was dripping down his fingers: everything was driving Jungkook insane and, by the time that you reached your orgasm with a desperate call of his name and the fucked-out humping of your heat against his face, he was already floating amongst the clouds. 

And yet Jungkook was patient. He was patient as he licked you clean, movements much tender and precise as he drank every drop of your sweetness; was patient when you started to wince from sensitivity. 

“You taste so good, baby,” he mumbled, removing himself from between your thighs. Your boyfriend was overwhelmingly handsome as it was, but there was something about his messy blonde hair and the glistening of his lips that was a whole different level of sin to you. “Look.”

Jungkook took his fingers to your mouth, his cock twisting from the hungry way your lips wrapped around them, sucking on them slowly, your tongue playing with your taste before he pulled away with a pop. 

His patience could only go so far. You two would have to continue watching anime another day.