I love you moss I love you mushrooms I love you morning dew I love you trees I love you rain I love you crows I love you crunchy leaves I love you autumn I love you nature
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—ROTTENFOLK SNEAK PEEK
pairing; jungkook/reader
genre; faerie au, angst, smut
rating; explicit
—notes; hey, it's been a while... here's a lil preview of what i'll be dropping soon! :D
"Sweetmeat," Jungkook cooed as he came into his chambers, a devilish smile playing at his lips.
Your cheeks flushed as you sat on the bed, ashamed at your own body for reacting to his voice like this. The memories flooded your brain, every muscle in your body thrumming as you expected his touch.
"Well," he said, now standing in front of you and his hips sliding between your knees. "I see you have become forgetful in your time away," he murmured, his fingertips brushing your cheek and then tucking your hair behind your ear. "Usually you would await me with nothing on that smooth skin of yours."
You cleared your throat awkwardly as you looked up at him, your legs automatically spreading wider to make room for him to stand between them. You bit your bottom lip and couldn't stop yourself from leaning into his palm, his skin warm and so familiar to you.
"I can't," you whispered, shutting your eyes so you wouldn't see the look on his face.
To your surprise, he leaned down so that his nose brushed yours. Against your better judgement, you let your eyes flutter open and you met his slitted eyes, soft as they looked at you. There was no rage or wrath.
"Why can't you, sweetmeat?" he whispered back, every word making his lips brush against yours lightly with how close he was. You took in a shaky breath, leaning back on your hands to try to put distance between the two of you. "Don't you want me to have you?"
"Yes," you replied on instinct, screwing your eyes shut as his body pressed against yours.
— to be continued.
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Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries
This journal serves two purposes: to aid my recollection when it comes time to formally compile my field notes, and to provide a record for those scholars who come after me should I be captured by the Folk. Verba volant, scripta manent.
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Berry bush fae! (gasp I actually drew something today, let’s keep these good vibes going…) ig muneberry
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~ fallin’ into the bed… why would we ever do something instead of fallin’ into the bed right now? ~ cashapp venmo kofi
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