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The Bully’s Tutor

To her dismay and absolute horror, y/n is forced to tutor Hogwarts resident bully: Jeon Jungkook

ModernHogwarts!Jungkook

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💙 Teaser

💙 Chapter 1 - Intro

💙 Chapter 2 - vocab words

💙 Chapter 3 - ew ew ew

💙 Chapter 4 - On The Loose

💙 Chapter 5 - I think I hear it

💙 Chapter 6 - #2 pencils

💙 Chapter 7 - non-cinnamon roll problems

💙 Chapter 8 - Excilant

💙 Chapter 9 - laxatives

💙 Chapter 10 - i hate my tutor

💙 Chapter 11 - With flair

💙 Chapter 12 - it’s crazy

💙 Chapter 13 - Just look at the test

💙 Chapter 14 - What’d you do to it

💙 Chapter 15 - HES GONE ROGUE

💙 Chapter 16 - Tolerance = friendship

💙 Chapter 17 - OH NO

💙 Chapter 18 - Let him braid

💙 Chapter 19 - She’s just my tutor

💙 Chapter 20 - I forbid it

💙 Chapter 21 - House Elf Church

💙 Chapter 22 - He’s a bully

💙 Chapter 23 - dead goldfish

💙 Chapter 24 - are you dumb now?

💙 Chapter 25 - Crochet Jungkook

💙 Chapter 26 - partake in this activity

💙 Chapter 27 - honey pot

💙 Chapter 28 - rub my head

💙 Chapter 29 - 🚽

💙 Chapter 30 - He’s.. shy

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summary - girls like you aren’t normally seen with guys like him, but he’s nothing like what you think

pairing - stoner!yoongi x good girl!reader

side pairing - taekook

genre - fluff, tiny drama; college au, stoner au

fic type - social media

status - completed

playlist - here 

part zero 🍃 profiles

part one 🍃 good for it

part two 🍃 scouts honor

part three 🍃 pregame

part four 🍃 wanna try?

part five 🍃 only curious

part six 🍃 friends now

bonus 🍃 man of the hour

part seven 🍃 as a feminist

part eight 🍃 not my girl

part nine 🍃 whipped already

part ten 🍃 just coffee

part eleven 🍃 bad influence

part twelve 🍃 movie maybe

part thirteen 🍃 assigned partners

part fourteen 🍃 later angel

part fifteen 🍃 working on it

part sixteen 🍃 stupid cheesy

part seventeen 🍃 long enough

part eighteen 🍃 hoodie thief

part nineteen 🍃 pick me up

part twenty 🍃 okay, baby

part twenty-one 🍃 proper date

part twenty-two 🍃 formal introduction

part twenty-three 🍃 over yet

part twenty-four 🍃 my boy

bonus 🍃 touch up

part twenty-five 🍃 lose you

part twenty-six 🍃 want to talk

part twenty-seven 🍃 wrong chat

part twenty-eight 🍃 respect that

part twenty-nine 🍃 ready to talk

bonus 🍃 dumb not stupid

part thirty 🍃 happy circumstance

party thirty-one 🍃 lucky you what

part thirty-two 🍃 here goes nothing

part thirty-three 🍃 groceries to run

part thirty-four 🍃 not yet but soon

part thirty-five 🍃 you’re happy

bonus 🍃 excited for dinner

part thirty-six 🍃 tell my baby

part thirty-seven 🍃 i love you

end 🍃 epilogue

bonus 🍃 my good girl (m)

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#JUNGKOOK: “I left Busan and came to Seoul at the age of 15, and raised Jin hyung” 10 Years With Jinkook ♡ [cr. nabinunaya, dwellingsouls]

just jungkook ordering room service 😳 

bonus:

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—Hobi’s Girl

after attending a bts concert and very clearly catching one of the members’ attention, you can’t help but get flooded with hate comments once people find your twitter account. who would’ve thought that would be the reason jung hoseok would find his concert girl, too.

pairing: jung hoseok x army!reader

genre: social media au, fluff, crack, angst

status: completed

updates: wednesdays and saturdays between 5 and 6pm est!

keys:

✏️ written part

✒️ drabble after the texts

tag list: CLOSED

a/n: hello! this is my first time ever doing this so i’m sorry if it’s shitty 🤧 but i got this idea and i really like it, so i hope you do too and please let me know what you think! 💞

🌻 part one - profiles

🌻 part two - noticed by The Mans

🌻 part three - mang headband girl

🌻 part four - i’m slapping you

🌻 part five - i knew it wasn’t me

🌻 part six - nooo don’t fight

🌻 part seven - notice me again senpai

🌻 part eight - rumor has it

🌻 part nine - y/n’s your girl

🌻 part ten - @ [redacted]

🌻 part eleven - we lost him pt.2

🌻 part twelve - whipped

🌻 part thirteen - anyway… selfie? 🥺

🌻 part fourteen - let’s go out tonight

🌻 part fifteen ✏️ - mint choco

🌻 part sixteen - we?

🌻 part seventeen ✒️ - i’m staying here

🌻 part eighteen - packing ✈️

🌻 part nineteen - the L word

🌻 part twenty - sad and turned on

↳ bonus - i don’t take it back

🌻 part twenty one ✏️ - enamoured

🌻 part twenty two - j-hope can’t stop us

🌻 part twenty three - rip mang 😔💔

🌻 part twenty four - you can trust him

🌻 part twenty five - broken friendships

🌻 part twenty six ✒️ - oxygen? idk her

🌻 part twenty seven - whiny thinkerbell

🌻 part twenty eight - guess what

🌻 part twenty nine ✒️ - i want a divorce

🌻 part thirty - soulmate senses

🌻 part thirty one - wish you were here

🌻 part thirty two - i miss you

🌻 part thirty three - hobi and y/n

🌻 part thirty four - leave her out of this

🌻 part thirty five - the kpop guy

↳ bonus - who’s [redacted] :(

🌻 part thirty six - block her number

🌻 part thirty seven - another lawsuit

🌻 part thirty eight - gotta go kill a snake

🌻 part thirty nine ✏️ - you and i

🌻 part forty - no more @hobisyn

🌻 part forty one ✒️ - priceless

🌻 part forty two - i’ll let him live

🌻 part forty three - one year

🌻 epilogue ✒️ - yes

more bonus parts because why not:

🌻 bonus one ✏️ - better namjoon-ie than that hasung guy

🌻 bonus two - mint choco lips

🌻 bonus three - baby mincho

🌻 bonus four - q&a

“The most memorable people in life will be the friends who loved you even when you weren’t very loveable.”

— Unknown

kim taehyung fic rec list (Ⅱ)

hi guys here’s a list of all my favourite taehyung fics I hope you enjoy them, please show your love and support to these amazing writers and their blogs, just so you know majority of the fics contain smut so no minors allowed please, happy reading everyone ♡

a- angst s- smut f- fluff ❣- ultimate favourite

Exchanging Heat by @jinfizz f s a (college au strangers to lovers au) ❣

Unspoken rules by @latetaektalk f s a (fuck buddies college au) ❣

we’ll be counting stars by @bangtae-sohotddaeng/@jimilter f a (idol au) ❣

The other woman by @sweetaesuga a (cheating break up)

And so it goes by @jjkthclub a (fuck buddies)

I want you by @moonnightyoongi f s a ❣

Funny Valentine by @moonnightyoongi f

twenty three by @moonnightyoongi f s a

Little Black Book: The One You Had a Crush On by @bluewhale52 s (friends with benefits au strangers to lovers au) ❣

bodyguard by @yoonpobs f s a (enemies to lovers au oc bodyguard)

The platinum rules by @taecalikook f a (fake relationship au fuckboy Taehyung fratboy au)

love is not over by @hueseok f a (exes au fake dating au dad Taehyung)

slowdance on the inside by @floralseokjin f s a ft. Jungkook ❣

Snow is falling by @bangtsblossom f s

No blueberries by @gyukult f s a (college au) ❣

X and O by @army-author f (teacher au single parent au faking dating au) ❣

Let’s Marvin Gaye by @minstrivia f s a (infidelity best friend Taehyung)

Exposure by @honeyedhoseok f a (CEO!Taehyung AU Journalist Reader)

Mistakes by @honeyedhoseok s a (friends to lovers au)

Love lies by @ssoojinism s a (infidelity married taehyung)

clairvoyant by @bratkook f s a (college au fuckboy tae) ft. shy roommate Jungkook ❣

can’t fake a feeling by @bubmyg f a (friends to lovers au college au fuckboy Taehyung)

Satisfy by @suga-kookiemonster s (kim line x reader escorts au ceo au) ft. Seokjin and Namjoon ❣

best friend’s best friend by @ktheist s (enemies to lovers au established relationship au chaebol au) ft. Jungkook

somebody else by @jeonqukie s a (unrequited love au friends with benefits au) ft. Yoongi

more than us by @jeongi f s (college au roommate au)

better man by @sunshyngal s a (infidelity) ft. Jungkook

sing for me by @exoticarmyofcrowns s (roommate au)

heartbreaker by @guksthighs a (cheating au)

cardiac arrest by @sehunpeachy f s a (doctor au) ft. Hoseok ❣

voyage by @taekwonduh a ft. Jimin

love so shallow by @jimlingss f (best friends to lovers au college au)

bouquet and garter by @jjungkookislife (best friends brother au childhood friends wedding au)

Always the Bridesmaid by @kookingtae f s a (enemies to lovers au based on 27 Dresses) ft. Seokjin ❣

I love you too by @smileyoongle a ft. Jungkook

Liability by @alexlwrites f a ft. Jungkook ❣

Palate Cleanser by @btsmakesmehappy f s a (strangers to lovers au friends with benefits au agent taehyung baker reader) ❣

Slight changes by @jiminimoon s a ft. Jimin ❣

two ships by @taeescript f s (best friends to lovers au)

Noxious by @dis-easedfairy f s a (college au best friend au eventually a poly au) ft. Jimin

only you by @inkedtae f s a (tsundere Taehyung strangers to lovers au soulmate au)

novel complications by @joheunsaram f a (love triangle best friends to lovers au strangers to lovers au) ft. Seokjin ❣

under the same moon by @euphoriyoongi f s a (artist oc) ft. Jungkook

when hearts collided by @taetaesbaebaepsae s a (boyfriend Taehyung)

flavours by @jjkpls s a (enemies to lovers au fuckboy Taehyung coworkers au) ❣

curtain by @btssmutgalore s (strangers to lovers au)

babysitters club by @baepsaesbae f s (babysitter au strangers to lovers au) ❣

between you and me by @jeonsweetheart f s (blind date au) ❣

work out for me by @chateautae f s (established relationship au) ❣

nct writers recs. [pt.1]

hey guys, this is a masterlist of all the nct writers on tumblr that i absolutely adore.

their works are amazing yet some of them still remain underappreciated. i hope we can change that and give these wonderful writers more of the appreciation they deserve.

don't forget to reblog their fics and send them feedback if you can!

and since tumblr only allows a max of 50 mentions per post there will be a part 2 following this :) i will link it here once i post it.

usernames are arranged alphabetically. blogs with some stories that contain explicit sexual content will be separated from those who do not by a paragraph break. some of them write for other groups as well.

@basicallywhiterice

@bluejaem

@celestialmark

@chenjwi

@choerrypuffs

@danishmiilk

@dkfile

@doiefy

@doievoir

@eggyukhei

@floraljae

@hannie-dul-set

@insomni-writing

@iovjun

@koishua

@kopikokun

@latetaektalk

@lebrookestore

@lucas-wongs

@luvdsc

@masterninjacow

@moonbeamsung

@mrkcore

@nakamotocore

@navyhyuck

@radiorenjun

@sonatatine

@sunflowerforhaechan

@wincore

@yolkau

@amorajae

@chittapornswife

@flowerboykun

@gohyuck

@gyukult

@honeymark

@itsapapisongo

@jenossslut

@jeongvision

@jisungiest

@naptaemed

@neonun-au

@neo-shitty

@neovisioned

@odentist

@osakisho

@sakuurae

@tyonfs

@waithyuck

@yojeongin

link to part 2

— shadowban

hi everyone, i hope you’re all good. most probably, most of you won’t see this so that’s why i’m asking to reblog this post if you see it in order to let others know. my blog has been shadowbanned for no reason that i might be aware of and i’m unable to interact with anyone. i received an ask that informed about what my situation is but i’m unable to reply so i decided to make this post… so thank you to @m-yg93 for letting me know 🤍

this whole situation is more than unbearable for me. i literally can’t do anything and it’s driving me crazy. i already sent an email to the staff but i’ve gotten no reply yet. i have decided to create a second account @ephemeralkookie where i’ll be active from now on and until i receive an answer from the staff. i’m sorry for creating this mess for you but i really want to cry and delete this account because i can’t do anything. i hope you can understand this and i wish you all an amazing and fantastic day and weekend 🤍

All About Shadowban

Tumblr ‘How To’s

I had no idea about Tumblr’s shadowban until it happened to me. Since then, surprisingly quite a few number of people have texted me about them getting shadowbanned as well. Now that I’m aware of it, I realize it’s becoming increasingly common for legit blogs like mine to get shadowbanned for no reason at all. So hope this helps everyone who has to unnecessarily go through this.

What does shadowban exactly mean?

Basically, your blog exists and mostly functions as it normally would, but Tumblr has made it invisible to everyone else. Tumblr lets you believe that everything is fine and that you can interact with others, but actually you can’t. (Look at the wikipedia definition here.)

Why does this happen?

From what I understand, blogs get shadowbanned since they are suspected of being bots, or just sketchy, or they might be going against Tumblr’s guidelines. I’m not sure, but it might also happen if someone has reported your blog. 

But more often than not, it’s just a tumblr glitch. 

How to tell if your blog has been shadowbanned? And most of the things that happen during this state.

(These are the things that I personally went through. It might not be the same for everyone. Also, my main blog (@that-damn-girl) was shadowbanned. My side-blogs were fine. So in case your main blog is fine but your side blog is shadowbanned, you might have a different experience.)

(P.S. remember that commenting on a post and sending an ask are features reserved for the main blog only.)

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“I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.”

— Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them. (via thequotejournals)

ROCKSTAR 101 | jjk (m)

❀ ⇢pairing : jjk x f!reader

❀ ⇢genre : smut, pwp

❀ ⇢word count : 8.2k

❀ ⇢theme : we finally have rockstar jungkook , established relationship, smut , just pure unadulterated filth

❀ ⇢rating : 18+ for explicit

❀ ⇢summary : In the words of Christina Aguilera, “there’s nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm” and Jungkook is certainly coated in it.

❀ ⇢ warnings : JUNGKOOK HAS A FULL SLEEVE - think sowoozoo jungkook in the black sleeve ripped fit , mentions of koo shredding on an electric guitar - im hornee for it , hard dom!jungkook , sub!reader , bratty reader with bratty behaviour , koo is a lil mean bcs he gives no attention , jords’ awful attempt at brat taming , very slight switch jungkook if u squint real hard like put ur reading glasses on and squint , use of derogatory terms - for example slut , jungkook in a pair of bunny ears sksks , sex in the form of - pussy slapping , mouth stuffing , choking , panty sniffing , unprotected sex but oc is on the pill (wrap it b4 u tap it) , oral (m receiving) , face fucking , size kink , belly bulging , bdsm themes - for example use of PINK HEART SHAPED HANDCUFFS & mention of oc having a safe word , spanking with a leather belt , doggy style , saliva - the return of jords’ spitting kink so expect a few of that , messy sex , messy kissing , missionary bcs koo has pretty eyes n im a sucker for all the eye contact , non-penetrative grinding , failed attempt at edging , multiple orgasms bcs jungkook has staMINA , throatpie (hehe) followed by cum dribbling & creampies

❀ ⇢ a/n : aksglfjah this is the longest one i have ever written n im so happy with how it came out. a big thank you to my baby @kithtaehyung​ for betaing this for me at the last minute. sowoozoo koo really fucked me over , ive been residing there with that tattooed demon since

❀ ⇢ playlist : there is a playlist here to go with it in case u would be interested

Jungkook was currently sitting on the floor of the lavish hotel suite, one of his many custom-made guitars in hand; a Fender Stratocaster Electric Guitar, to be precise, as he practiced some advanced shredding on the electric instrument.

The guitar had been a gift from you, bright baby blue on the body and black all the way down the neck. The impressive instrument was decorated with black peony flowers with your initials intricately placed inside the bed of flowers in Jungkook’s own handwriting, “because you will always be with me, even when you aren’t,” as he told you when he revealed it to you.

It was hard to not stare at him in moments like this. The way the guitar sits firmly gripped in his lap allows his biceps to protrude right in front of your eyes. His freshly cut hair hangs lazily over one side over his face whilst the other is sitting neatly gelled to the side, showing off his freshly pierced eyebrow piercing. But his hands working up and down over the fretboard are what really grab your attention. His fingers decorated in expensive silver and black rings and an abundance of bracelets adorn his wrists creating a soft tinkling sound as he continues pressing down and strumming away.

Looking up, Jungkook catches your eyes for the briefest of moments before offering you a smug smirk. He’s stupidly hot, and what’s worse is he knows it.

Accentuated by soft candlelight, your complexion illuminates ethereally like a halo around the most beautiful angel Jungkook had ever laid eyes on.

But angels are forbidden to be in love with the Devil.

Leaving your place on the couch, you crawl your way on all fours over to Jungkook and sit yourself on both knees behind him. Trying to get his attention, you place your arm around his neck and rest your hands underneath the hem of his shirt on his chest, giving wet kisses along his shoulders and up his neck.

“___, what are you doing?” Jungkook murmurs under his breath, not in the least bit interested. “Can’t you see that I’m a little busy?”

“Mm, but Koo - I want you,” you whine, your nails digging slightly into his flesh.

“Not now baby, I’m busy,” he answers you. Jungkook doesn’t bear you any attention when he responds to you either, fingers too busy plucking at the strings in front of him.

You sigh in defeat, another attempt at taking his attention failed. “You’re always so busy,” you mutter under your breath as you get up to relocate yourself back onto the bed, hoping Jungkook didn’t catch on to what you said.

Little did you realise, he heard every word but chose to ignore it for the meantime.

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🤡🤡 two clowns one missing socks ‘cause she’s rehab

Demon Rehab For Dummies

Summary: (Y/N) started seeing seven demons when she was 10. Through the years they all disappeared, all but one. Namjoon. A demon who has not so creepily, creepily, very creepily been in love with her for years.

Genre: fluff, crack, extremely minimal angst, idiots to lovers, romantic-comedy

Word count: 7384

Rating: Teen

Warnings: mentions of suggestive & kinky themes, a handful of cursing, a story with a plot but not doesn’t exactly have a plot, a stubborn (Y/N) who dismisses love confessions & genuine flirting, an unspoken confession

A/N: Hey! we're back, it's been a while. We're starting school in a while but it will be gamble if we'll be more active or not. Well... we ARE active but just not posting? Yeah, you know what I mean. This has been sitting in our drafts for a while now and we're posting it now... although it's pretty unedited, feel free to address any oopsies. Hope who ever finds this enjoys reading!

At the ripe young age of ten (Y/N) began seeing seven men. Which- would’ve (should’ve) freaked any kid out but you know (Y/N) is just kinda quirky like that so she didn't really mind much. The men were nice and played with her anyway, and the only weird thing was that sometimes they would bring her dead birds.

At age eleven (Y/N) noticed that one of the men was missing.It didn’t affect her much except for the fact that this particular one would help her find things and she’d lost almost all of her socks since he disappeared. Not to mention the increase of bug bites after he left. The darn things seemed like they multiplied exponentially after a month.

By twelve only two of the men had disappeared, at this point (Y/N) not only lived in sandals (she still couldn’t find her socks) but she also couldn’t explain why her hair was burning off every time she tried to straighten it (her lil demon friends didn’t want her to, you’d think after almost 3 years of having men following her around and telling her what to do she’d get with the program already.) Her dog her parents had given her when she was 9 started disappearing quite often after he left. He always came back with a single sock that would disappear the next morning.

By thirteen (Y/N) had developed a crush (more like unhealthy obsession) on one of the men, Namjoon. The third year was also the year when Jimin disappeared, taking all of her favorite shoes with him. That year she had prayed to whoever was listening because her parents really couldn’t afford to keep buying her socks and shoes, and because she definitely couldn’t afford to shave her head.

By fourteen, Hoseok, the man who had cheered her up whenever she needed it, had gone, leaving a tidal wave of bad luck in his wake. He had a great deal in keeping (Y/N) happy, although some of his antics made her want to punch him, it never turned out that way.

When she was fifteen no one left… except for the dog. Aside from that, the only thing that left was her social life (It wasn’t like she had one before but you know it was still a little rough). (Y/N) began to depend more and more on her demons. She had become great friends with the oldest, Seokjin, who cooked for her when her parents went on trips.

At sixteen Yoongi left and the nightmares began. And with the nightmares came the growth of (Y/N)’s relationship with Namjoon. Namjoon became her protector, along with sometimes Seokjin, who still cooked for her and cared for her altogether when she couldn’t.

At seventeen, (Y/N) was informed that when she turned eighteen Seokjin would be leaving, on account that they didn’t need each other anymore. (Y/N) had been torn up when he told her and even more when he left. He didn’t take anything when he left other than a piece of (Y/N)’s heart.

At eighteen, (Y/N) moved away from her parents house with Namjoon trailing behind her (He even had lil demon suitcases and everything,) following her every move.

“I really don’t understand why you had to follow me out of my parents house. I thought spirits are supposed to be attached to a general area…” (Y/N) took to unpacking a box in the small apartment she now lived in.

“(Y/N) how many times do we have to go over this, I'm a demon, DE-MON.” Namjoon clapped his hands with each syllable. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and flicked her wrist at the self-proclaimed demon.

“Demon, ghost, same thing.” She shrugged her shoulders, “same thing as to-may-to, to-mah-to.”

“It is not the same thing!” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) like it was obvious.

(Y/N) snorted, “Okay Casper.” She continued pulling out the items in the box.

Namjoon looked flabbergasted, “CASPER!?” Namjoon put a hand over his chest and widened his eyes. (Y/N) looked up at the demon with a raised brow,

“Geez Casper, why are you so offended? I’ve called you Casper before, Casper.” (Y/N) struggled to keep in her laughter, trying to keep a straight face as she looked at Namjoon.

Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “I think I shall simply cease to exist in your realm.”

(Y/N) looked back down at the almost empty box, “You wouldn’t do that, you love me too much, my dearest Casper.” She said in a singsong voice, “Oh hey I found a sock.” She pulled out said sock from the box, it had yellow stripes. :]

“I think Jungkook took the mate to that when he left.” (Y/N) threw the sock at Namjoon with a loud ‘FUCK!’

“I mean we could try and summon him to see if he’ll return your socks.” Namjoon shrugged.

“I wouldn’t even try.” She started putting the random items in their new places.

“You should put Juno on the window sill rather than the coffee table, I mean cacti do need sun.” Namjoon looked at the little green prickle plant.

“I’m sure if i didn’t tell you how to parent your child, it would’ve been confiscated by child protective services.” Namjoon crossed his arms and looked at Juno who had been (rightfully so) moved to the window sill.

“Casper- Juno is a cactus. There is no CPS (Cactus Protective Services).” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon with her own arms crossed over her chest and an eyebrow raised, “Now if you could- Can you please go unpack a few boxes?” (Y/N) shooed Namjoon away before her eyes widened and she added in, “NOTHING LABELED FRAGILE!”

“You know if we painted a wall or two in here, it would liven up the place so much…” Namjoon looked around the bland apartment, “Maybe an accent wall over here. A floor lamp over there. A new plant in the kitchen. It wouldn’t hurt you to give Juno some siblings.”

(Y/N) looked flabbergasted, “You want me to pop out another child?!”

“No I mean-” Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“-OUT OF MY WALLET?!? MY BARELY 21 DOLLARS!?” (Y/N) got her wallet out and zipped it open. She shook it in the demon’s face, about 26 pennies, 2 nickels, 1 dime, and a quarter fell out. It was followed by a single, folded, 5 dollar bill.

“I don’t think that’s 21 dollars, (Y/N)” Namjoon looked down at the floor, where one or more of the coins had caught onto his feet.

“I have a gift card.” She pulled out the cheap plastic, silver, $25 visa gift card (that didn’t have 25 dollars) with a bit of a struggle.

“How much exactly is on that gift card (Y/N)?” Namjoon eyed the flimsy silver object.

“You expect me to know- I mean probably more than 10 dollars!” Namjoon raised a brow at the statement. “Okay, maybe about 3.69.” Namjoon sighed, massaging his temples. (Y/N) bent down to put the money back into her wallet like a pigeon eating bread crumbs the old lady on the bench threw onto the floor.

Namjoon walked away from the pigeon-girl and grabbed a notepad and pen that was left on the kitchen counter. “We’re making you a to-do list.” He stated, clicking the pen.

“WE haven’t even unpacked all the boxes yet.” (Y/N) whined, pointing at the last large box in the middle of the hallway. Namjoon looked to where she pointed and shrugged.

“It says Christmas decorations.”

“EXACTLY! VERY. IMPORTANT.” she clapped her hands in between each word.

“It’s February.” He said.

“It’s still winter.” (Y/N) reasoned, finally done picking up the money. She plopped herself down onto the small brown couch.

“Okay so first off you need a job.” He wrote it down onto the notepad, the pen scratching being overlapped by a loud gasp from the human in the room.

“You dare ignore me?!” She yelled offendedly at the demon who glanced at her before looking back down at what he was writing.

“You also need to go to the supermarket.”

“I told you I barely have any money.”

“Your parents gave you some money.”

“Oh, you’re right.”

“And also, you should walk to the school and find a short route to get there.” Namjoon pulled out a literal map.

(Y/N) pouted, “I thought you were gonna walk me to all my classes to deter all the frat boys from coming my way…”

“I did say that,” he confirmed before continuing. “But I mean to get to the actual school grounds.”

“But we have a car.” She had drawnout the ‘but,’ trying to make her point that she didn’t need to walk.

“But you need exercise.” He reasoned, mimicking the way she had said her words.

“Are you calling me fat?”

“No.”

“Yes you are.”

“(Y/N) i’m not.”

“Yeah you ARE, Casper.”

“Would you PLEASE call me by my actual name for once?”

“Sure thing. Rap Monster.” She teased, the ground started shaking. (Y/N) let out a loud screech looking up at the demon who’s eyes were rolled back. “OH FUCK YOU!”

The shaking died down, Namjoon staring down at the girl who was now underneath the coffee table. “This is why you’re still here!” she cried.

“You want me gone?” Namjoon questioned, offendedly. (Y/N) army crawled her way from her ‘safe spot.’

“I DIDN’T SAY THAT!” She yelled, returning the offended tone.

“I’m out,” Namjoon pivoted on his heel, walking to the front door robotically.

“Noooo!”

“Will I ever see my socks again?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon with hope, “I mean having shoes would be great too though.”

“What’s wrong with living in sandals? Birkenstocks are very comfortable.” Namjoon pivoted around with a candle in his hand.

“It’s winter.” (Y/N) frowned.

“You could always use mine?” He gestured to the shoes at the shoe rack at the front door. The ones that were closed toed…

“Your feet are too big.” (Y/N) looked over at the shoes, then looked down at her own feet, then at the demon.

“Size didn’t matter Last night with your sweaters?”

“That’s different, Namjoon.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

“Size.” Namjoon smirked.

“Different.” (Y/N) stood confidently.

“You know, you could always just go buy new socks?” Namjoon looked at her oddly.

“I usually wait to get them for Christmas, you should know this by now.”

“Independence.” He stated.

“You’re a hypocrite.” Namjoon let out a ‘huh?’ and (Y/N) continued, “You said independence when you’re dependent on me.”

“That isn’t my fault.” Namjoon raised his hands in defense.

“It kind of is though…” (Y/N) shrugged, Namjoon opened his mouth to retort but was quickly cut off, “I’m literally a rehab center for you.”

“Apparently you’re not a nicely rated one.” Namjoon shook his head.

“I’ve helped 6 other demons, Namjoon. You’re just being difficult.” (Y/N) poked his chest really hard before retracting her hand.

“Ouch,” he put his hand over his heart where she had poked him, “You shouldn’t be saying these things to your client.”

“I didn’t ask to get a client or even BE a rehab center.”

“The reason why you became a rehab center was because you decided that humans were ugly and disgusting.”

“The reason why you ended up with me was because you did something bad and you just now decided to be a good person and it’s not turning out well for you.”

“For your information, I could have left a long time ago.” Namjoon crossed his arms, with an audible exhale from his nose. He stared down at the rehab center.

“And why didn’t you, hm?” (Y/N) crossed her arms also with a raised brow. Namjoon kept quiet, debating how to answer, keeping eye contact as if it was an olympic staring contest.

“You.” He said. (Y/N) snorted, ready to insult the patient. “-would’ve starved to death by now if I hadn’t stayed with you until now.” He finished, (Y/N) gasped, reaching up and hitting Namjoon on the shoulder.

“You. Jerk. Get. Away. From. Me.” She hit him harder every word before waddling away into the hallway from the chuckling demon.

“No problem,” Namjoon disappeared with a veil of sparkles out of view.

(Y/N) thrusted open the door to her new bedroom. Continuing her waddle to the end of the full size bed. Facing the head board, she plopped the top half of her body onto the bed front first. Namjoon reappeared about 6 feet away from her with a loud poof and a burst of sparkles scattering around the room.

“Go away.” (Y/N)’s face was still shoved into the mattress, “Seriously shoo.” (Y/N) lifted her arm off the bed to wave him off.

“I won’t go. You can’t make me.” Namjoon walked towards the bed hesitantly, scared to get fucking murdered by his prison warden, “Move over. Give me some room.”

“Go sleep in my closet.” (Y/N) flipped the demon off.

“You’d prefer nightmares over your dearest Casper?”

“Yes.” Namjoon sat down on the bed, his knee almost hitting the girl’s head. “I thought I said in the closet.”

“And I prefer the bed.” Namjoon leaned forward and took (Y/N) by her hands and pulled her closer to himself with an annoyed groan from her. She was pulled until her head was laid on his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

“I hate you.” (Y/N) grumbled into her demon-pillow.

“I know.”

“You live because I allow it, and that is it to be my flesh pillow.”

“Okay, now sleep.”

“But why do you have to leave?” (Y/N) looked up at her bunk buddy, her chin was impaling the person’s chest.

“I have to. I'm ready to go.” Yoongi looked crestfallen, “They said I could have one more night. But then, when I leave, I can pass on my role.”

“Could you maybe not steal my socks?” (Y/N) pouted at Yoongi who chuckled in response. “This is a genuine request.” She said with slight seriousness in her tone.

“You don’t have any to steal anyways,” he rolled his eyes with an endearing smirk that replaced his dispirited look just seconds before.

“Ok just- don’t go stealing any of my clothing, I need it.” (Y/N) clicked her tongue, not denying the fact that she was sockless.

“I won’t. I don’t need your clothing.” Yoongi shrugged, “I might take your guinea pig though. Meatloaf is cute.”

“YOU wouldn’t DARE take Meatloaf from me.” She glared

“I can and I will.” Yoongi crossed his arms over his chest and looked towards the cage that housed Meatloaf. (Y/N) groaned, unlatching an arm that was sandwiched between the bed and Yoongi’s back. She planted her palm smack in the middle of the demon’s face, covering his view of the poor guinea pig.

“No.” She patted his face, Yoongi’s eyes now squeezed shut.

“I can lick your hand.” he threatened, his voice muffled and jumpy from the wacky hand.

“You’re gross,” she moved her hand up, now only covering his eyes and revealing a gummy smile from Yoongi.

“It’s sleep time,” he declared. (Y/N) whined in response, “I’ll be here in the morning to say goodbye one more time okay?”

“Promise?”

“Never said that,” he hummed.

“You jerk,” she groaned, laying her head sideways. Her ear over his heart, engraving the sound into her mind.

Like a cliche love story, (Y/N) woke up to no one but herself on the bed. Through groggy eyes, she could see that poor Meatloaf was gone too.

“I tried to stop him from taking Meatloaf I swear.” Namjoon uncrossed his arms from over his chest when he noticed that (Y/N) was awake.

“Did you really?” (Y/N) sat up in bed.

“I did, I swear,” he said immediately, “I have proof.”

“By proof, do you mean you broke something?” Namjoon took a deep breath figuring out whether or not to say yes or no.

“I… never said that.” He decided on dying, his words drifting off in nervousness.

“So… you did?” She concluded, Namjoon nodded slowly, his eyes down on the floor.

“Yea…” (Y/N) sighed, trying to find anger to cover up a tsunami of sadness that was approaching.

“It’ll be okay. We can summon him every once in a while. Maybe while we’re at it we can try to get your socks back.” Namjoon smiled and hoped it would make her feel better while the reality of things had begun to set in for him. All of the boys loved (Y/N) with all of their hearts but he was the only one willing to stay for the long run.

“I don’t think people want to go back to a rehab center, Namjoon.” (Y/N) let the tears begin to pour.

“(Y/N) it’ll be okay…” Namjoon went over to sit on the bed next to (Y/N), “Seriously we’ll get through this.” Namjoon put a hesitant hand onto (Y/N)’s shoulder and began trying to comfort her.

“I know- I know but-” (Y/N) sniffled, “Hold on, my mascara will run.”

“You’re not wearing any?-” Namjoon raised a brow and looked at (Y/N) like ‘bih-’

“Shush.” (Y/N) shushed Namjoon before shaking off his hand and placing her head on his shoulder.

“You know you can’t prevent me from getting a boyfriend forever.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon before continuing to pack her bag for school.

“I can and I will.” Namjoon slung his own bag over his shoulder. He was definitely a professor.

“You can’t make me be single forever.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and slung her backpack onto her shoulders.

“Your preferences in men are horrible (Y/N), I'm not trying to prevent you from getting a man.” Namjoon said in a matter of fact voice, moving and opening the front door, letting (Y/N) pass through before he walked out behind her.

She scoffed, “maybe you should hook me up with someone, maybe then you can leave rehab.”

“I miss Meatloaf,” Namjoon said solemnly, changing the subject.

“Why do you always change the subject when I bring up my love life?” (Y/N) complained, stomping her foot as they walked down the hallway of the apartment building toward the elevator.

“Do you think Yoongi will respond if we try to summon him?” He ignored the question.

“Hey Joon? Is your dick ribbed? I heard all the demon dicks were ribbed.”

Namjoon stopped in his tracks, putting his feet together and staring down at the human with a face screaming ‘what-the-fuck?’ (Y/N) had a boxy smile on her face, waiting for a response. “Who the fuck did you hear that from?”

“A fanfic I read, it was a group called DTS,” she shrugged. “Is it right though?” she leaned forward slightly in high expectations.

“Well-” Namjoon paused, “uhhh…” his eyes darted around. “Mine… isn’t.”

“Damn- that’s really disappointing,” (Y/N) frowned, throwing down an imaginary hat onto the ground and continuing walking with Namjoon following behind her.

“Why is it disappointing? You’re a virgin.” Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“Why would you think I’m a virgin?” (Y/N) looked offended. They stopped in front of the closed silver elevator doors, Namjoon hit the down button before responding.

“You literally had no social life in middle and high school and depended on demons who were attached to you by force in order to not lose your ability to speak in English.” Namjoon raised a finger, “Plus I’ve known you since you were ten and unless it was before that… I would know.” He slipped into the elevator, turning around and walking backwards. A know-it-all smirk plastered on his face while (Y/N) had an annoyed look on her own.

“Can we just- stop before we start arguing about my sex life?” She marched forward into the elevator like a preteen going into their room after an argument with their parents.

“How did you even become a professor?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon confused. “Couldn’t you have just you know… poofed yourself from people’s view when I go to school?”

“I need something to do while you’re in class. I might as well teach asshole frat boys how to do business math amiright.” Namjoon chuckled.

“I mean… you can just be the ghost you are and haunt me n’ stuff?” (Y/N) suggested, “I mean you already do that, Casper.”

“That’s Professor Casper to you.” Namjoon laughed too hard at his own joke.

“Ew,” (Y/N) cringed. “I’d rather call you Daddy Casper.”

“Only in the bedroom.” Namjoon looked at the human.

“Sex doesn’t always have to be private.” (Y/N) stared back at the demon, flipping her hair back. “Wait- are YOU a virgin then?” She asked, bringing back the topic from earlier, but this time about Namjoon.

“Classified.” Namjoon glared.

“So you ARE a virgin?” (Y/N) snorted a laugh, “And you call yourself a demon.”

“Not all demons are incubi or succubi, your demon-racist.” Namjoon accused.

“I am not demon-racist.” (Y/N) looked up at the tall demon, “I’m human.”

“You’re not a human, you’re the personification of the word ‘dumbass.’” He said, poking the proclaimed dumbass on the forehead.

“Rude of you to assume what I am, Casper.” (Y/N) smacked away his hand and pushed Namjoon not so gently on the shoulder.

“Now you’re the hypocrite,” Namjoon glared, “Professor Casper.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Daddy Casper.”

Namjoon frowned, “If you’re so persistent on not calling me Professor, then just Daddy works fine.”

The girl shrugged, “I’d prefer to just call you Daddy Casper, but without the Daddy part.”

“But what if I want to be called Daddy Casper.” Namjoon wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as they walked through the gates of the school, the walk soon enough would be coming to an end.

“Woahhhh down bessie.” (Y/N) lifted her hands and moved them in a downward motion, “Save it for the student who’s gonna try to fuck you for their grade.”

Namjoon laughed again, “You say it as if it won’t be you trying to fuck for an A.”

“I don’t get how an idiot like you got a job as a professor.” (Y/N) punched Professor Namjoon on the shoulder who was still laughing at the insult he pulled out his ass against the girl.

“I don’t know how an idiot like you got into college.” Namjoon rubbed his shoulder and then pushed (Y/N) back with a grin on his face. The bell conveniently rang, ending the conversation and forcing the pair to speed their way over to the classrooms.

“You know I saw one of the sorority girls eyeing you, I think we’ve found our fuck-for-a-grade person.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “You wouldn’t fuck her right?”

“I would never fuck one of my students.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “Plus I don’t like cheerleaders, I like depressed freshmen who can see demons and that double time as rehab facilities.”

“I am not a rehab facility. I am a struggling freshman.” (Y/N) clapped at Namjoon.

“No you’re not a rehab facility, you’re my rehab facility.” Namjoon smiled cheekily, “And the way I see it you are not a struggling freshman, you live with a professor that helps you with most of your homework.”

“Eh- The one thing you don’t help with is stress relief.” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “The least you could do is let me go out and find a boyfriend.”

“You HAVE a boyfriend.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) seriously.

“WHERE? WHO?” (Y/N)’s eyes frantically searched the room.

“HERE! ME!” Namjoon pointed at himself and then widened his eyes.(Y/N) looked at Namjoon with a raised brow, her frantic eyes stopping and looking the demon up and down.

“I didn’t know you had a rental-boyfriend service?” (Y/N) said in genuine shock, “I don’t have any money though so-“

“You don’t have to rent me.” Namjoon scoffed, “I’m right here and I cost no money.”

“I don’t take charity work, sorry.” Namjoon groaned and covered his face with a hand.

“You’re literally the most stubborn person I know.”

“I’m trying to keep my single streak here, thank you very much.”

“Wait so we aren’t dating?”

“You thought we were dating?”

“You didn’t think that?”

“You like me?”

“You didn’t know?”

“I mean- you never said it-”

“I literally said it seconds ago, (Y/N).”

“Well yeah, seconds ago I guess but I mean before?”

“I literally confessed to you when we were looking for apartments to move out of your parents house.”

“When?-”

“What about this place then?”

“I like it.”

“More than you like me?”

“No.”

“Good.”

“Are you questioning my love for you?”

“Bitch, maybe I am.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“Why shouldn’t I be questioning it then, hmm?”

“I’m literally helping you look for a home that we both will move into.”

“That proves nothing.”

“Bitch- If that doesn’t say ‘I LOVE YOU’ I don’t know what does.”

“Oh, I don't know. Maybe saying ‘I love you’ straight up?”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“I love you.”

“Nice.”

“Ohhhhhh.” (Y/N) smiled, “You meant that?”

Namjoon looked at her with a blank face. She stared back waiting for an answer that didn’t come.

“So… you do mean it?” She confirmed it herself. The demon nodded slowly, waiting for her to process it.

“(Y/N)? You good?” Namjoon waved a hand in front of her face.

“You know,” she started, finally having rebooted her system. “There’s a lot of things wrong with this relationship. First of all, you’re a demon and I'm a human.”

“Not the first time I've heard of that type of relationship.”

“Secondly, you’re supposed to leave soon considering you’ve delayed it enough. Even using my personified dreamcatcher as compensation to stay longer.”

“I’m pretty sure at this point, they’ve given up on trying to get me back.”

“Third of all, it’s weird that you’ve literally known me since I was ten.” She held up ten fingers, “How old are you again?”

“Not that old for a demon,” he shrugged.

“Exactly. For a demon, thank you for proving my point.” Namjoon went to retort but (Y/N) continued. “Fourth, teacher and student relationships are weird.”

“People roleplay it in the bedroom?” Namjoon shrugged once again.

“Exactly,” she said again.

“It’s technically not weird since you’re not my student though. You’re definitely not a business major so…” Namjoon weighed the pros and cons of being caught with a student even if said student isn’t even one of his.

“I’m an English Major- BUT that’s besides the point. You’ve still known me since I was ten.” (Y/N) poked Namjoon’s chest.

“Hey it’s not like I was creeping on you when you were a kid…” Namjoon raised his hands in defense.

“No you just started creeping on me when I was around sixteen.”

“It’s more acceptable than pedophiles!”

“You’re like three hundred!” She exclaimed, she threw her hands above her head to

“Add about seven-hundred years to that.” Namjoon added with slight hesitation.

(Y/N) stood there, mouth agape, trying to do the mental math.

“You’re one-thousand?!”

“Give or take some.”

“I- I’m going to remove myself from this situation.” (Y/N) walked away.

[:] I ran out of image things, so we get text from now on. [:]

“Maybe I should start sleeping in the closet.” Namjoon voiced his thoughts as he was grading papers one night.

“You don’t have to sleep in the closet.” (Y/N) looked at the demon from across the kitchen table.

“The closet is comfortable.” Namjoon shrugged before voicing his concerns about the student’s work, “I’m pretty sure this student is gonna try to suck my dick for an A. This work sucks ass. How did she even get x=34? The answer is x=0!”

“I’m bad at math, don't look at me.” (Y/N) jotted a note down on her work before closing her notebook.

“But anyway- Back on track. Why do you want to start sleeping in the closet?” (Y/N) raised a questioning brow.

“Because the bed is awkward now.” Namjoon sighed before writing a bold ‘10/35’ down on the paper and circling it. (Y/N) glanced over at the paper that was marked red at every inch of it.

“You should put ‘see me after class’ on it. Maybe she’ll suck your non-ribbed demon dick.” (Y/N) suggests as she puts away her notebook. Namjoon’s fist hit the table in annoyance with a loud sigh that definitely said ‘i’m not getting some dumb bitch to suck my dick.’ The girl snorted, “Geez, no need to be so rough on the table.”

“Stop bringing up my non-ribbed demon dick.” Namjoon glared across the table.

“You admit that it’s not ribbed? That’s rough, man.” (Y/N) sighed sympathetically. “Some people are into that, you know.” Namjoon facepalmed, a bit too harshly, a loud smack echoing in the cramped apartment. “No need to be so rough, Casper.”

“You’d probably like it rough, and why the hell are you so bent on the fact that my dick isn’t ribbed?” Namjoon glared, moving onto the next student’s paper.

“We’ve taken the god damn BDSM test together, Casper. You KNOW I'd like it rough.” (Y/N) said in a smart-ass tone, knowing for a fact that they’ve done the test before.

“That shit lies,” Namjoon declared, “I’m not a bottom.”

“We know sweetie, we know. The test did you dirty.” (Y/N) weighed her options before ultimately deciding not to cross the room to comfort her demon. “But you know, the test DID have some direct questions-”

“You mean like the golden showers?”

“Ew, why would you even bring that up.”

“You said ‘direct questions.'” Namjoon shrugged.

“That question was traumatic.” (Y/N) shuddered, “But anyway, You can keep sleeping in the bed. It’s only awkward for you. Plus you can’t even be a demon dreamcatcher from a closet.”

“I can and I will. Now go get ready for bed. I'll join you in a bit. I have to email the kids' advisor.”

[:] Oh wow, another spliter [:]

“What’s awkward about this?” (Y/N) asked, ignorant to the fact that it was very awkward. Her legs were wrapped around the demon’s waist, who was laying down as straight as a log uncomfortably.

“Everything is uncomfortable.” Namjoon tried to push (Y/N) off of him.

“This is where you’re wrong,” (Y/N) states. “Your chesticles are very comfortable.” She furthered her point, by moving her head and weirdly nuzzling her cheek into his chest.

“(Y/N) get off of me.” Namjoon was now really uncomfortable.

“No.” (Y/N) pulled Namjoon’s log-body closer.

“Please?” Namjoon wiggled some more, “Seriously (Y/N) get off.”

“No…” (Y/N) held Namjoon tighter, “Imma go sleep now.”

“Ok (Y/N).” With that Namjoon pushed (Y/N) up and off of him and climbed out of bed and into the closet.

(Y/N) whined, “Nooooooo!” She looked at the closet through her eyebrows. “Are you hiding something from me?” She accused the demon.

“Excuse me?” Namjoon opened the closet door a bit.

“Oh my god- are you a closet gay?” She gasped loudly.

“WHAT?” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) from the crack in the doorway.

“It’s okay! You don’t need to use a fake confession to hide it from me.” She comforted the demon, “I will support you 1000 percent.”

“I’M NOT GAY!” Namjoon wiggled around in the closet before emerging from the space.

“Okay okay- but just so you know, there’s nothing wrong with being gay, Casper. Closeted or not.” She hummed, her words being muffled as she slowly put her face into the mattress.

“It’s been awkward since you basically called me a cradle robber, you stubborn piece of shit.” Namjoon blushed at his confession.

“I thought you didn’t care about that earlier.” (Y/N) looked back up, taking a deep breath of air after almost suffocating herself.

“Well I did.” Namjoon huffed out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

“Well that sucks,” (Y/N) said blandly, “I was thinking of saying I love you.”

“The fuck- wait,” Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“Night night.”

[:] Cockadoodle-Doo it's morning [:]

The next morning came around quickly for (Y/N), though I wouldn’t say the same for Namjoon. Having him overthinking the “postponed” love confession from (Y/N). Meanwhile, though the night was quick, the morning dragged the girl by the toilet paper stuck at the bottom of her shoe.

Frown plastered on her face, seemingly deep in thought. She was unmoving in her seat aside from her wrist moving to stir the half eaten cereal in front of her. Namjoon sat across from her, “You can stop thinking, you’re going to hurt your head.”

The insult snapped the girl out of her concentration, she looked up and clicked her tongue. “I was just thinking about you. You want me to stop doing that?”

Namjoon raised a brow, “Depends on what you were thinking about.”

“I was wondering if we could summon the boys,” (Y/N) smiled before continuing, “Maybe get my socks back…”

“Are you saying you’d enjoy the company of your socks more than you with me?” Namjoon asked rhetorically with a shocked expression. (Y/N) gagged and rolled her eyes.

“Namjoon…” she said with a honey coated tone. “Are you saying you don’t know that I know you’ve used MY socks before?” The accused had a shocked look on his face that looked like he was on the verge of throwing up.

(Y/N) started snickering, amused by the demon’s expression. “As if I'd use your cheap ass yellow striped socks,” Namjoon aimed his nose at the ceiling. The girl laughed harder, finding the insult to her socks a bit too amusing.

“Okay, back on topic,” she said in between giggles, “We’ll get back to this later.” Namjoon shook his head, unamused unlike the person across from him.

The offended sock insulter cleared his throat, “We should have enough time before we need to go to the school to summon one of them.” He said in a factual voice, (Y/N) nodded as she took a glance at the time that read 7:23 am.

“What did we need again?” She got up from the stool she sat on, abandoning the poor soggy cereal. Namjoon got up also with a hum of thought.

“Candles and a lighter are the main things, obviously,” He says. (Y/N) nodded going into one of the kitchen cabinets for the items. “And if we’re summoning all of them, we’d need offerings…” Namjoon drifted off.

(Y/N) put down the candles onto the marble counter and looked at Namjoon questionably, “So… we need another hamster and dog?” This made the demon pause before nodding slowly, the situation becoming a bit more difficult than it needed to be now.

“And then what about Hobi? What he took wasn’t exactly… a physical object?” She also put it into consideration and clicked her tongue. “I’m still mad at you for sacrificing my literal source of happiness and good luck for yourself.” Namjoon’s jaw dropped.

“I thought we were past this!” He threw his hands up in the air, (Y/N) flipping him off simultaneously.

“Maybe you were,” she sassed, pointing fingers with a half assed glare.

“Technically, it wasn’t a sacrifice, (Y/N).” He said, crossing his arms.

“Well-” She was cut off by the demon.

“Nuh uh, It was just him choosing to leave and wanting to stay,” he snapped, not in a harsh way though.

“But-”

“You know what, let’s just try and summon them another day. I don’t think it’d work anyways.” Namjoon said, dismissing the topic by waving his hand, taking a glance at the tree outside.

[:] Wooshy flash back time I guess [:]

“Why are you still here?” (Y/N) looked at Namjoon, “I mean weren’t you supposed to leave this year?”

“I was supposed to leave instead of Hobi last year. I asked to stay.” Namjoon was sitting nonchalantly in one of the lounge chairs in her parents' living room reading the book she was supposed to be reading for school.

“Why didn’t you leave when you were supposed to?” (Y/N) looked at the demon, a look of confusion evident on her features.

“Who else is supposed to write your book reports for school?” Namjoon smirked while holding up the book before going back to reading said book.

“Then why did Hobi leave? Did he not want to be attached anymore?” (Y/N) began to tear up.

“It’s not that. I asked to stay because I felt I wasn’t ready to leave yet and Hoseok felt he was ready to leave. Most of the time, we leave when our time comes (Y/N). Hobi and mine were at the same time and I wanted to stay so I stayed.” Namjoon smiled at (Y/N).

“But why didn’t Hobi want to stay?” (Y/N)’s tears were flowing freely at this point.

“(Y/N)! Are you crying?” (Y/N)’s mom came rushing downstairs to investigate why her only child was crying.

“I’m fine.” Even (Y/N) wasn’t convincing herself, “Really Mom, I’m just over exhausted. I’m gonna go up to my room.”

[:] And back to the present :) [:]

“Are you almost ready to go?” Namjoon popped his head into the bedroom, “We have to leave soon if you want to be on time for school.”

“I’m almost ready, relax. And don’t you have a class to teach and a non-ribbed dick to get sucked by that one bitch for an A?” (Y/N) scoffed from where she was printing an essay that Namjoon had written the night before.

Namjoon started counting down from five, “Five- You better fucking get your ass in gear or you’re gonna be late. Four- Seriously (Y/N). Three- Professor Howard can’t give you another pass just because he likes you. Two-” Namjoon got cut off by (Y/N).

“I’m ready, asshole.” (Y/N) looked at him, “You better not let that bitch Brianna suck your dick.”

“I won’t let her suck my dick!” Namjoon raised his hands in defense, “What about my toes though?” (Y/N) looked at the demon with a face of disgust and looked at him from head to toe.

“Are you Namjoon or Taehyung?” She squinted, looking at his face.

“It was a joke!” Namjoon smirked, “But I'm sure she’ll do it for an A anyway.”

“I’m done with this conversation Casper.” With that (Y/N) slung her bag over her shoulder and left.

“Hey wait!” Namjoon grabbed his own bag before speed walking after (Y/N).

[:] Professor Casper or Daddy Casper? [:]

“SO.” (Y/N) sat down across from Namjoon in his office, “Rumour has it that you’re dating a cute english-lit major and are up for evaluation. What say you in your defense?”

“I mean I am dating a cute english-lit major. But I’m not up for evaluation, I used my demon charms to get out the punishment.”

Namjoon looked at (Y/N) seriously.

“Did you actually?” (Y/N) gaped at Namjoon.

“No. I explained that dating you is punishment enough.” Namjoon smiled, his dimples popping.

“Bastard.” (Y/N)looked at Namjoon.

“Bitch.” Namjoon smirked at (Y/N) before leaning over the desk and kissing her on the forehead, “I love you.”

“Good.” (Y/N) blushed.

There, through the window of the office, there were 6 peeping toms watching the couple.

“Adadada-uda,” Taehyung stuttered, “THEY’RE SO CUTE!”

“This looks like it’d turn out like a straight porn video on the hub,” Yoongi says bluntly.

Jungkook looked at Yoongi, “Ew straight.”

“Moving on,” Seokjin cleared his throat, “Does anyone remember when (Y/N) said I love you back?”

A series of “No’s” could be heard.

“Maybe we weren’t watching!” Jimin raised his hands, “But when were we not watching?”

“Oh I know!” Hoseok interrupted, “When they split up because of classes earlier. We left Yoongi hyung in charge just in case something happened.”

“I took a nap and must've missed it.” The guilty demon shrugged.

“No, (Y/N) definitely isn’t someone who confesses straight up.” Seokjin said, stroking his chin. The rest nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, that's why she didn’t have a man when we were still there.” Jungkook snorted.

“No JK, we all know the reason why (Y/N) was always single. Was because she was pining after Namjoon.” Jimin stated the obvious.

[:] Damn. Imagine having someone to kiss in public. Or at all. [:]

“So how do you reckon the staff caught onto us… I mean PDA really isn’t our thing.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “Who have you told?”

“I haven’t told anyone!” (Y/N) frowned, “Maybe someone saw us go home together? I bet it was that bitch Brianna. She gives off the stalker vibes.”

“I’m not gonna let her suck my dick.” Namjoon looked at (Y/N), “And she’s already failing my class so even if I did let her suck my non-ribbed punisher, she still would probably only have a D-.”

“Hey- I thought we stopped referring to your dick as non-ribbed.” Namjoon raised a brow, making a face that said ‘you’re-the-one-who-started-it.’

Reading his expression (Y/N) glared at the demon, “Technically you’re the one who started it because you freely admitted it freely.”

“What makes you find out the hard way that my dick isn’t ribbed?” Namjoon looked at (Y/N) suggestively before flopping namtiddie first into the couch.

“I think I would've preferred finding out the hard way.” (Y/N) flopping onto Namjoon’s hard back.

“So I can’t even have the couch to myself?” Namjoon groaned before realizing what (Y/N) meant by ‘finding out the hard way,’ “Are you saying you rather had found out in the heat of the moment after having prepared yourself for a ribbed demon dick?” Namjoon leaned his head up to bump (Y/N) who still had her fat ass on his back, “I can’t breathe, get off.”

(Y/N) rolled off of Namjoon before plopping herself down in front of Namjoon, “That’s exactly what I am saying.”

[:] Smh stalkers at every moment [:]

“And I got a big fat ass!” (Y/N) shook her ass while singing off-key.

“Your ass is everything but big, baby.” Namjoon passed (Y/N) to reach for the garlic from the spice cabinet.

The girl turned and looked at Namjoon with an offended look, “You know. As my rental boyfriend, you’re supposed to be nice.”

Garlic forgot, Namjoon turned to (Y/n) and grabbed her waist, “I’m not your rental boyfriend and you know that.”

(Y/N) laughed, “Okay go off I guess, not my rental boyfriend.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes before pushing Namjoon away.

“Woman,” Namjoon placed a hand over his heart, “You wound me.”

(Y/N) turned around and smiled at her demon, “I could argue that you’re the one that wounds me.”

“I do not wound you.” Namjoon scoffs, “But I could very well wound you if you keep saying i’m a rental boyfriend, love.”

“Well we wouldn’t want you to wound me now would we,” (Y/N) smiled up at Namjoon before leaning in and placing a quick peck to his lips, “I love you.”

Namjoon smiled before returning (Y/N)’s peck with a chaste kiss, “I love you too, baby.”

*Meanwhile from the dining room 6 men were watching from not so afar*

“Hyung! Hyung! Did you see that!” Jungkook excitedly pointed towards the couple in the kitchen.

Yoongi groaned, “See what?”

“Le gasp! How could you have missed that!” Taehyung held a hand over his heart, “(Y/N) initiated affection for once!”

Jin smiled, “It really was adorable.”

[:] Oh look, you're at the end. [:]

“Every kiss begins with consent.” Namjoon wiggled his shoulders while grading papers at the table.

(Y/N) smirked before leaning over the table and planting a large whet kiss on Namjoon’s cheek.

“Rude.” Namjoon scoffed before pulling (Y/N) in for a proper kiss.

“You know that kiss didn’t have much of my consent in it.” (Y/N) smiled before leaning in for another kiss.

“I don’t think I consented to that either though.” Namjoon smiled.

“Get back to work baby.” (Y/N) nudged Namjoon towards his pile of papers.

“Yeah yeah.” Namjoon smiled before looking down and putting a big red ‘F’ on a paper clearly marked Brianna Simms.

“When will she just drop the class?” (Y/N) chuckled, “Dumbass.”

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god this was so good that I can’t even put it into words

𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙢 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

Pairing: Dilf! Jungkook x Spoiled! Reader 

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Slight Angst 

Word Count: 27.4k (I am deeply sorry)

Notes>> If you’re looking for a fic to waste your time<3

Content Warning: jungkook is rich, sexual themes, reader is kind of bratty, swearing, tattooed jk, baby mama drama, reader has a slight attitude problem, toxic parenting, brand dropping, reader was a troublemaker, age gap (3 years), commitment Issues, jungkook doesn’t know how to say no, the angst wrote itself..

Other Content: (Near the end), dom! jk, oral sex (f! and m! receiving), sub! reader (still pretty bratty), protected sex, orgasm denial, slight choking, begging, finger sucking?, big dick! jk, sexual tension, so much teasing, marking kink?

Keep reading

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ultimate taekook fic rec

I honestly love taekook so much there’s so much opportunity for fun/weird dynamics. so here are some of my absolute favorite taekook fics! these are mainly on the shorter side, and I will be rec-ing some longer taekook next. as always let me know if you have any rec requests!

Like Honey and Grenadine by bazooka – based on greek mythology where Jungkook is Hades and Taehyung is Persephony. seriously love anything by bazooka and this is no exception

Cinnamon Crisp by teatimetaemint – in which taekook are adorable cuddly childhood friends. a/b/o. just so soft and cute

Look Around by pornographicpenguin – does a really awesome job of portraying sexuality as this fluid and complex thing that can def be confusing sometimes! 

And, Home (Will Feel Like Home Again) by mindheist – Taekook meet while traveling. mindheist is amazing please please read this fic

Riptide by novilunar – fake dating au + friends with benefits, what more could you ask for? 

cliff drop gradient by astringxnt – fake marriage for financial aid au

i try to picture me without you (but i can’t) by nikkumeul – Jungkook and Taeyhung are Olympic athletes

beep boop by vppa – O MY this is just so amazing and funny and cute read it 

and i want you (do you want me too?) by wowoashley (orphan_account) – adorable college au with a very nsfw ending

Kiss Me Hard Before You Go by mindheist – fake dating au with so many feelings this made my heart hurt but in a good way I promise

Hit The Lights by lethallergic – adorable social media au, read the sequel too 

i’ll be a man (of you, you, you, babe) by monsterplaza (aesthesiae) for mindheist – Taehyung always bails Jungkook out of bad blind dates

that’s it for today! I hope you like these fics and pls lmk if you have any requests!!

witch husband 😈

➳ CURSED

╰ in which you are a wedding florist plagued by ghosts, taehyung is a witch with a secretive past, yoongi is a grim reaper who hates his job, and jin is your guardian angel who’s just trying his best

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pairing: witch!taehyung x cursed!reader

genre: smau/written, crack, fluff, smut, angst

series: spookiverse

tagslist: click here

playlist: listen here

status: ongoing

a/n: ah i’m so excited to finally be starting this!! taehyung in this au will be loosely based off his character from my series woke but this story is not part of hobiverse. hope you guys enjoy it!! x

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💀 part one - profiles

💀 part two - r/i see dead people

💀 part three - lil miss mess

💀 part four - not today, satan

💀 part five - bald baby

💀 part six - guacamole

💀 part seven - bags of jello

💀 part eight - main character

💀 part nine - gosh darn canary

↳ bad ending - devour (m)

💀 part ten - demon capri sun

↳ bonus - a memory (drabble)

💀 part eleven - mario kart

💀 part twelve - big softie

↳ bonus - darling (drabble)

💀 part thirteen - pizza rolls

💀 part fourteen - as endless as the stars (m)

💀 part fifteen - thotties

💀 part sixteen - nuggets

💀 part seventeen - britney

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Aecha can go suck a dick

Under A Shadow M.lst

Yn has a model sister and she’s been living under her shadow her whole life. Everyone knows her as “Aecha’s sister” and that is IF they even know her. Every boy she liked fell for her sister including this one. Until Taehyung comes around and helps her grab Jungkook’s attention. But while doing that, Yn has already caught his.

genre: angst, fluff, crack?

introduction

part 1 | coffee spill

part 2 | what is red and thick?

part 3 | blackmailing

part 4 | purest person

part 5 | making daddy proud

part 6 | drunk tweets

part 7 | thirst tweets

part 8 | dirty minded | extra

part 9 | diamond | extra

part 10 | paradise

part 11 | busy

part 12 | game for two

part 13 | packing

part 14 | fighting

part 15 | sis…get some help

part 16 | signed

part 17 | mine

part 18 | you like him don’t you?

part 19 | got some tea

part 20 | meal

end

Juancock😈

pining m.lst

Jimin is pining after Yn. Has been, for the past two and a half years… but he has a different way of showing it than most people. A fan account, that is.

Genre: crack, fluff, angst

(typo on the banner we are just going to ignore that thanks)

introduction

part 1 | unprotected-

part 2 | fan account

part 3 | my entire life is a joke

part 4 | gucci

part 4.5 | taekook extra

part 5 | blonde crisis

part 6 | toy car

part 7 | phone call

part 8 | ignored x7393

part 9 | dyed

part 10 | small tiny baby

part 11 | dude is scary

part 12 | sub tweeting

part 12.5 | taekook extra

part 13 | savior

part 14 | cancelled

part 15 | last pizza slice

part 16 | spongebob memes

part 17 | confess

part 18 | changing sugar daddies

part 19 | snatched sister

part 20 | lion king

part 21 | confudida

part 22 | haha

part 23 | oppar

part 24 | jimin’s frens

part 25 | yn’s frens

part 26 | tea

part 27 | end

part 28 | taekook end

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yn keeps ending up at the police station and namjoon just happens to work there.

genre: crack, fluff, possible angst??

the story contains alternative ends. last chapters in italics for the alternative end.

introduction 1 | namjoon and friends

introduction 2 | yn and friends

private accounts

part 1 | peach milk

part 2 | mourn

part 3 | cop pick up lines

part 4 | i can’t read

part 5 | loyal costumers

part 6 | i hate peaches

part 7 | day off

part 8 | kid

part 9 | let’s get that milk

part 10 | yeeted

part 11 | marty im scared

part 12 | long day huh

part 13 | sued

part 14 | LOVE being BEST FRIENDS

part 15 | let’s just throw them in jail

part 16 | manipulation

part 17 | i could never

part 18 | what ass?

part 19 | shrieking

part 20 | i want kiss

part 21 | taehyung is THERE

part 22 | first time thriving???

part 23 | worth the hype

part 24 | on my knees

part 25 | cuddles

part 26 | is this flirting

part 27 | s lUt?

part 28 | pigeons

part 29 | i like… 2 bois

part 30 | daddiest

part 31 | the daddiest meme

part 32 | our place

part 33 | my man hoseok a bottom?

part 34 | squidward of our hearts

part 35 | vagana owners feelings

part 36 | sign up for a broken heart

part 37 | taehyung is a bad influence | won my heart

part 38 | i love peaches | unlove 😤

end

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TROOKIE - jin x reader au

genre: crack?

→ in which yn trespasses a property so she can sell her cookies. what she doesn't know is that the owner is a baker. he gets mad...but not because she trespassed.

an: initially this au idea was supposed to be angst / normal but im a clown as you may know so it's normal and then it goes ✈ crack. the end sucks. i hate this au with my entire heart. i did a shit job. thank you if you read it regardless. i missed you.

an2: trookie is the ship name for trouble cookie ok

introduction

part 1: jail bail

part 2: ehpl

part 3: sexy santa

part 4: lamas be like

part 5: rob

part 6: contact

part 7: stomach bag

part 8: eden - sex 1:07

part 9: best one

part 10: yaks

part 11: 5 month jump

part 12: wet sock

part 13: without training

part 14: or whatever

part 15: wet sock comeback

part 16: deep

part 17: 6 weeks working

part 18: yoongi is making points

part 19: jin is testing yoongi

part 20: overslept

part 21: silence

part 22: lesbian genius

part 23: thomas

part 24: couple things and jin's rat

end

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𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 || jungkook x reader

genre: crack

→ in which jungkook tastes blood whenever someone lies to him. jungkook also tastes blood when he asks his girlfriend if she's still in love with him and she says yes.

an: initially this au idea was supposed to be a long angsty au...turns out im a clown so now it is a short crack au.

introduction

part one | pinterest couple

part two | small punch

part three | sale chips

part four | no plan good plan

part five | metallic taste

part six | no vagina no privileges

part seven | the damn fish again

part eight | no fish

part nine | pal or fart dude, decide

part ten | day 1

part eleven | cut

part twelve | frickin frick

part thirteen | ok lie but why

part fourteen | big brain

part fifteen | ok but food

end

thank you for reading!

😏

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

10/10 100% would recommend! It’s a quick read and quickly became one of my faves 🥰

jungkook's one night stand runs away in the morning so he starts a cooking channel on youtube in which he posts recipes to make your one night stay the morning

or

in which yn and jungkook are both youtubers and 1 recipe starts beef between them

genre; crack, fluff (if u squint)

note! i don't know how regularly i'll be updating because tumblr won't let me post pics. rarely tho it does and that's when i'll be able to post.

introduction

part 1 | hungry

part 2 | cooking guide

part 3 | @ing

part 4 | how 2 pancake

part 5 | stalked and cyberbullied

part 6 | a crumb of

part 7 | no longer friends

part 8 | call me bb

part 9 | genuine question

part 10 | pizza >>>>

part 11 | drop it baby

part 12 | report her account

part 13 | better up close

part 14 | euphoria

part 15 | a copy strike

part 16 | deactivate

part 17 | familiar voice

part 18 | toxic, hurtful behavior

part 19 | ur guac babygirl

part 20 | we can't hate each other

part 21 | oomf thinks...

part 22 | the start of a friendship

part 23 | time skip

part 24 | happy jungoo

part 25 | a vampire

part 26 | the vacuum is the boyfriend

part 27 | trending

part 28 | experimenting

part 29 | single who?

part 30 | avoiding

part 31 | forced relationship

part 32 | live

part 33 | they what

part 34 | last time skip

end

thank you so much for reading this and supporting me :(

🔴🖐

Caught red handed 🤭