Charity Date Auction | F2l!jk | Fluff, Smut If You SQUINT

charity date auction | f2l!jk | fluff, smut if you SQUINT

A/N day ___ of quarantine and i’m going insane

genre: fluff, crack, slight smut if you SQUINT

summary: Beta Tau Sigma was hosting their annual charity date auction for their philanthropy. In previous years, you just attended for fun and to see how many university girls were actually willing to spend their money just to go out on one date with one of the fraternity members. This year’s something different, especially when Jungkook’s on the lineup to get auctioned off.

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Your POV

Ah the spring semester. The time when most events and end-of-the-year festivities happen. It was your favorite time. And this was no exception.

“Hey y/n, don’t just stand there laughing, this is a serious meeting we’re having right now.” Hoseok complained pointing his finger at you accusingly as you tried to hide your chuckles in. You leaned against Jungkook’s side, crossing your arms as you responded, “First of all, oppa, I’m sitting. And I’m sorry! This is my favorite event of yours, watching the girls - and guys! - fight over you idiots and actually pay money just to spend time with you all! It’s a great time, ah if only my Sisters and I could do something as dumb as this.”

“Call us dumb all you want kiddo, it gets us over $2000 in philanthropy,” Namjoon shrugged giving you a lighthearted mocking face. You shut your mouth, a little pout remaining on your lips as you turned your attention back to the show that you and Jungkook were watching. He grinned and poked your head with one hand, his opposite arm easily going around and framing your shoulders. “what?”

“Nothing, you’re just funny. Hopefully you won’t make fun of me when I’m getting auctioned.”

“Wait, what?”

“I’m part of the lineup this year,” He said simply, scanning your face for a reaction. “That’s…okay right?”

You tried to hide your shock with a little smile, “N-no yeah that’s fine, I mean we’re not dating, Kook. You can do whatever you want,” Even as the words left your mouth, you felt your chest tightening in discomfort, finding it harder to smile genuinely at him. Jungkook mumbled a quiet ‘yeah’ and watched the show again, but the air surrounding you both suddenly turned awkward.

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part 2

a well-oiled machine | i

➛pairing: jungkook x reader ➛genre: android au, futuristic au, prostitute au, fluff, angst, smut (next part) ➛words: 14.3k ➛rating: sfw ➛warnings: none in particular in this part– some slight drunken behaviour and an android in bad shape! hints at previous abuse ➛notes: for @cinnaminsvga !! happy birthday zee!! i wuv u uwu !! <33 enjoy your roboporn u mecha slutte – I’m sorry its not completely done!! I’ll do my best to pull the rest out my ass asap!!! <3 <3 <3

Your life takes a bit of a turn when you stumble upon an android in pieces, hidden in an alleyway in an area known for its shadows and debauchery. Taking him home to fix him might have been the best decision you’d ever made, but perhaps there was a little more to the android JK01-97 than you’d initially thought.

→posted; 20.08.2018

→ masterlist | part ii

Through the cool blue and lilac glow that fell from the holographic signs lining the streets, the fat droplets beginning to pelt from the sky and the darkness that began to linger alongside the buildings, a form was just barely visible. Jumbled and disorganised, a mess of metal and synthetic material that had seen better days was propped against a dumpster and the brick wall behind it. Hovering vehicles sped past, women in heels and men in dress shoes strode by, all oblivious to the shape hidden just inside the alley. The droplets that had sprinkled now began to pour from the heavens in earnest, and the form began to grow soaked. Water pooled across the chipped and uneven concrete, dripping and mixing with the deep, burnt violet that trickled slowly from metallic shapes that looked vaguely like limbs, the metal torn and busted, and the flesh-like material spread across it ripped and ruined. As the remaining light of day fled the sky and the distant rumble of brontide pierced the damp air, time began to run out for the form. It had been there for days, untouched by anything but nature, and while the LED light in its eyes had managed to remain, now it had begun to flicker. It was a hopeless night, a hopeless storm growing closer, and the glow of the signs’ light reflecting across the puddles was beginning to overpower the form’s own.

He didn’t have much longer at all.

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The Red Light District wasn’t a place you enjoyed visiting, nor one you frequented by choice. Rather, it was a necessary evil; just on the other side of the district lay a waste field, ripe with discarded technology and all the parts in the world a simple tinkerer like you could ever want. Normally, someone such as yourself seeking to pilfer the field for parts and goods would be refused entry, but you had the luck of knowing and befriending the owner. Mr Bang was a retired scientist, an inventor of sorts, who’d specialised in AI and had even mentored some of your friends in their studies before he reached an age where he decided it was time to leave the profession. It was, in a way, quite peculiar that he now owned and managed what was essentially a trash yard for discarded technology. From simple things like microwaves and hoverboards to the rare early-age android, He collected them and stored them. The only place he’d managed to find big enough for all his, well, junk had been the warehouse on the other side of the Red Light District. And so, that was where you had to go— actually, it was where you were trying to go right now, if the storm and resulting traffic decided to let up.

Your car was somewhat a relic of an older time, but still technologically advanced enough that it was allowed on the road with other vehicles. You’d grown up being taught to drive by your parents, and secretly longed to be able to drive your own car, but the laws in this day and age were quite clear. On roads that hovercraft and wheeled vehicles shared, only automatic, self-driving units were allowed. Gone were the days when you controlled the speed of your own car, the turns and brakes. It was nice not having to think about all of those things on the journey to your destination, but at the same time you found it gave you too much time to think. While it took more mental capacity, driving in itself was a mindless sort of activity. You liked that it quietened your thoughts, but supposed you’d just have to deal as always with how loud they were for now.

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Genre/Warnings: Smut, Public Sex, & a little hint of angst.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 7k

A/N: I know Jk college AUs are a bit cliche, but I can’t I’m a sucker for them.

Summary: Jungkook is your douche bag of a lab partner. A grade A fuck boy. The only time you could stand him was in bed.

“Do you think Jimin likes me?” You ask Jungkook casually.

“Uh, what?”

“Do you think he likes me?” You ask once again.

Jungkooks eyebrows furrow at your question. “I’m literally inside you. Can you not ask me if some other dude likes you while we’re doing this.” He motions to where you two are currently connected. Still, you seem unbothered.

“It’s kind of a boner kill.” He huffs ultimately choosing to give up. He’s already going soft and he ends up pulling out and falling next to where you currently lie.

“Why do you even care if he likes you?” He asks annoyed, and with a tinge of jealousy. “Why are you so suddenly taken by Park Jimin anyways?

“I don’t know honestly. It wasn’t until Tae told me that he might be interested that I started seeing him differently.”

“Well, I wouldn’t count on anything happening.” Jungkook interrupts your thoughts.

“Why not?” you pout.

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calling you mine.

—wordcount: 8.5k+

—genre: tooth-rotting fluff, college au, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers au

—pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

—rating: pg-15

—warnings: jungkook being the absolute softest boi, makeout scene, swearings

—summary: After the failed fifth blind date, or rather, skipped, Jungkook finally reveals to his friends that he is already enamoured with someone else. Someone he has never spoken to despite seeing her every Tuesday and Thursday. However, it’s a fact that Jungkook swears will change soon.

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author’s note: this fic is dedicated to parksfilter​ ♡ here’s a soft!kookie for you, hazel! i had fun writing this and i hope you enjoy this gift! this is inspired by this prompt !! special thanks to backhugsforhyunjin​ for beta reading this <3

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Jungkook heaves a sigh at the sight of his screen lighting up with a notification from Jimin.

[4:48 PM] Jimin: u still up for tonight right??

This is the fifth blind date Jimin has set up for Jungkook. He claims this would help Jungkook to be more comfortable around new people. But somehow, all the dates Jungkook has gone through ended up inevitably awkward or well, disastrous.

Disastrous meaning that Jungkook nearly got decked by his last date’s ex, who still seemed pretty hung up over her. Jungkook had to run out of the diner before things escalated badly, thus, leaving his date behind. 

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Jeon Jungkook/Reader [F]

Genre: Dragon/Shapeshifter AU, Magic AU, Enemies to Lovers

Words: 770

Jungkook never asked to be bound to someone. You only ever wanted a familiar. Suppose it was destiny that made two unwanted scenarios thread into one whole disaster as Jungkook finds himself bound to the last person he wanted at the time of his Contract.

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Black Bunny // jjk

Pairing: Jungkook x reader, college AU, ft. Jimin

Genre: fluff

Word count: 2.8k 

Sequel & Drabble (pure filth)

Summary: You meet Jungkook in one of your classes and end up doing a project together with him. 

Jungkook was the guy that you first noticed as he sat in the back of one of your afternoon lectures. 

You always came to that lecture a bit late because you had another lecture right before this one in another building that was far and you noticed him one time, when you were scanning the classroom for any empty seats. The last few empty seats happened to be next to him so you walked to the back of the class quietly and sat down a few seats away from him. 

He didn’t stand out in any particular way but you somehow couldn’t help but steal glances at him. He was wearing all black and had long curly hair that covered a large part of his face. His side profile seemed a bit intimidating and the way he seemed to be concentrating on writing his notes was admirable to say the least. Who handwrites notes in college nowadays? You were intrigued by him but you quickly took out your laptop and started taking notes of what the professor was saying.

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