Acatalepsy

acatalepsy

— 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ; 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦

chapter summary; The amount of times he’s seen you stretch yourself thin for this place was unreal. Jungkook liked Oleander as much as the next person, but occasionally he’d get hit with doubts. What would they do once the entity found them? Jungkook thinks he’d run. He’d take you and run far away, leaving this whole place behind. He’ll never tell you this, though, because he knew you loved Oleander too much. And if you didn’t, the responsibilities that tied you to it would never let you abandon the people like that anyway. overall warnings; gorey scenes, depictions of death, appearance of weapons, survival!au, apocalypse!au, super l o o s e bird box!au (no birds - jk is the bird 👀), eventual smut, dark and angsty, major character death chapter specifics; nudity, mentions of masturbation, unreal levels of horniness from jungkook, mentions of death, 1 fight scene, use of weapons, jungkook abusing tf outta pet names, loads of pessimistic jungkook word count; 10k

notes; as always ty to my amazing editor rumu 🥺<333 this part isn’t as dark as part one, but anyway enjoy in love but on edge jungkook lmao 

part one ⇠ part two ⇢ part three (soon!)

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hi im looking for a jk fanfic where he’s a baker i think, and him and y/n are neighbors and y/n had the biggest crush on him and she calls him at like 3 in the morning whenever she sees a bug bc she hates bugs and he gets rid of them, and one time y/n and her best friend taehyung were talking and they hugged and jk saw them and thought y/n had a boyfriend and he was disappointed bc he liked her too i don’t really remember exactly what happens after but i know that they end up together

hi, this was found by googling:

jungkook "baker" "neighbor" "a bug" reader tumblr

this is crickets and creme brulee by obiwrites on ao3

- admin dawn

chasing butterflies | jjk

you never meant to be a jock in school. the volleyball team had just needed people and you were there and then you had a knack for it. you just happened to be good at it and went with it. similar to how you saw jeon jungkook in your friend’s orientation group and thought he was absolutely radiant and just went with it. for two years. you’ve spent the entire time pining from afar, mostly because you always seem to make a fool of yourself when he’s around, but also because jungkook is part of that exclusive crowd, the ones that you never can seem to penetrate: the weebs. that is, until your friends get sick of your hopeless pining and decide to do something about it.

pairing | jeon jungkook x reader

genre/warnings | fluff, college au, coffee shop au, pining, somewhat idiots to lovers, jock!reader, nerd/weeb/otaku!kook, swimmer!kook, jock!jimin, kook smiles a lot, reader is a dumbass, jungkook is a dumbass, everyone’s a dumbass tbh, love confessions, profanity, like a lot of profanity, smut: oral (f receiving), face riding, grinding, hickies, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy before things get silly kids!), creampie, soft!kook except when horny, this is somewhat crack-y, there’s also a very fair amount of secondhand embarrassment in this just fair warning i cringed a lot while writing it

word count | 12.8k | cross posted to ao3

a/n | i busted literally all of this in one day because i couldn’t sleep and had the idea for a coffeeshop au with pining nerd/jock, but i didn’t want to do the trope of pining nerd and i also kept seeing @strawbxxymilk‘s tags saying she was going to fight jungkook, so you can partially blame her for his (love u reni xx) i’m honestly REALLY in love with this fic, it was so much fun to write and even edit, like i honestly have never been happier with how a fic turned out.

If asked, you don’t think you’d be able to point to one exact moment that led to this. You aren’t sure why anything about your college life has been the way it is. You went through almost all middle school and part of high school intending on coasting through under the radar. You didn’t have many friends and you didn’t mind that, citing quality over quantity, and you definitely expected that to continue into your extended school career.

Somehow, though, you ended up on the volleyball team - the captain had seen you playing in a gym class and recruited you. She was adamant that with practice and training, you’d be great, and also they needed at least one more person if they were going to have any chance at competing that year. So you agreed, started practicing, got good, and…kept doing it. You were a talented player, and you made several close friends through the game, ones that had lasted you until even now.

You only got better and better, too, earning you more than one offer from various universities. It was exciting when you finally chose one, and even more exciting that your friend group almost tripled overnight. University teams were large, you discovered, and while that meant more competition, it also meant more friends. More friends that had more connections to people on other teams, in other sports, who were also fun and extroverted and threw really good parties. 

You like to think you’re still that little nobody from middle school. You enjoy your readings and your coursework, and a lot of nights you choose to stay behind in your shared apartment instead of going out. As much as you like to think that, though, you can’t help but face the truth every time you look in the mirror after practice or a game or a workout.

You’re a jock.

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Ghosted 01 (M) | JJK

Pairing: Bartender!Jungkook x Patron!Reader | AU: Arcade Bar AU

Genre: Idiots to Lovers / Fluff / Smut / Angst / Humor

Summary: There are a lot of things to love about the local arcade bar, Drinking Games, but you definitely have your favorites: sinking countless hours into a Ms. Pacman knockoff and lovingly tormenting one of the bartenders. It turns out he’s one of the bar’s owners, a friend of one of your friends, and he just might like you back.

Rating: Explicit / 18+

Chapter Word Count: 11.1k

Total Series Wordcount: 31.3k

CW: Sexual (sexual thoughts, inappropriately named cocktails, discussions about sex; explicit smut in future chapters); Violence (none), Language (swearing, dirty talk), Other (Jungkook is a hot fucking mess, food poisoning, brief puke mentions, mutual insecurity)

A/N: This is part one of the fic commissioned by @ggukcangetit and I’m very happy to share that they really liked the fic, so I’m hoping you guys do too! When @ggukcangetit​ commissioned the fic, they told me that they really loved one of my other fics, Frost Impressions, and that they were hoping for a similar enemies to lovers/idiots to lovers vibe. I am proud to say that I absolutely brought some of the cringey awkwardness into this fic. I hope  you all get second-hand embarrassment the way I did when I wrote it, and I also hope that this fic makes you laugh, gives you warm fluffy feelings, and maybe makes your heart ache a little bit. Enjoy 💜💜

As always, I cross-post to Archive of Our Own. If you prefer to read there, I use the same username there as I do here. 💙

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— palette | masterlist

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a series.

a messy divorce, unrequited feelings, and a five year old.

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angst and pining😼😼my favorite

→ i could be enough — a jeongguk scenario

member: jeon jeongguk

word count: 3.3k

genre: smut + stoner!jk + very in love jk + very in love oc + i like pining aus i think that’s clear now lmao + pwp honestly + sumbody needs to admit there damn feelings GOD + fwbs au

warnings: oral sex (f receiving and m receiving ) / unprotected sex / creampie / handjob / sub!gukkie for a bit / rawing it for the first time hehe / drug usage (a lil weed) / not edited bare with me

soundtrack: apocalypse, cigarettes after sex  

It feels different tonight. Jeongguk can’t pinpoint it but he knows that something in his small universe has shifted. Even the weed that settles in his lungs feels different, burning low in the back of his throat every time he sneaks a drag from the joint that sits between his fingertips. The change doesn’t alarm him though, nothing can – not when he has this gentle buzz simmering in his blood. He doesn’t even realise his eyes have fluttered closed until you turn the handle on his bathroom door and step into his room, the white light that floods his dark room blinding. He blinks into it, cheeks unreasonably room and the heartbeat bruising his ribs dangerous. There’s something angelic about the way your flit into his room, the shirt you’d stolen from his closet gingerly billowing around your frame. But then you shut the door, halting the glow that illuminates your figure and Jeongguk is left wondering why his palms are clammy.

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