Prodigy - Teacher AU

Prodigy - Teacher AU

“Could you just close the door and come over here? You have no reason to rush out, I didn’t post your grade. I want to discuss it in person.”

You swallowed hard at his words but did as you were told, closing the classroom door and going over to his desk. He was looking through the stack of students’ sketchbooks on his desk, presumably for your own. He pulled one of of the stack and laid it in the middle of his desk, and you froze. 

You could feel all color draining from your face once you noticed which sketchbook he had pulled out of the pile. There was a Hello Kitty sticker stuck to the top right corner of it, indicating it was your sketchbook.

Your personal sketchbook.

word count: 10.1k

genre: fluff & smut (a lot of soft/domestic stuff, concludes w smut)

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Boots. (M) | JJK

This is a companion piece to FREAK-QUENCY, but can be read as a standalone. 

{Pairing} Jeon Jeongguk/Reader

{Genre} Smut/fluff, Sub!JK, Rockstar!JK AU, PWP

{Rating} E 21+ (it’s filthy)

{Word Count} 3.3K

{Warnings} swearing, kissing, fellatio, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, mild cum play, SERIOUS BOOT KINK. SubJK :)

A/N: hi i’m obsessed with the boots, it’s fine. don’t expect anything extraordinary, it’s genuinely just a mess of gross smut because of reasons.

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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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cinnabar (dessert for two) | jjk

➛pairing: jungkook x reader ➛genre: strawberry shortcake au, post-apocalyptic au, smut, also borderline crack im so sorry ➛words: 12.5k ➛rating: nsfw ➛warnings: explicit sexual content; foodplay, some risque acts in the kitchen, oral (giving & receiving), unprotected sex, vaginal sex, light dirty talk ?, lowkey cum kink  ➛notes: happy very belated birthday to our precious googie!! im so sorry

Your ventures across the wasteland take a surprising turn when you wander outside your mapped area and get a little lost. Luckily for you, a strawberry-haired guide appears and offers to help you along.

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A pinpoint, precise, stellar sense of direction.

This was what you usually prided yourself on, and yet… here you were. Out in the wilderness, well past the territory you’d explored so well and thoroughly that you knew it like the back of your hand. You prided yourself on your sense of direction, your preparation, your organisation… and here you were.

Lost, somewhat unorganised and wholly unprepared.

This wasn’t something that happened often, of course. You were good at what you did. Looting and scavenging the ruins of cities and villages long since lost to the woes of time wasn’t for everyone, and if your treasure room was anything to go by, you’d argue you were one of the best to attempt such a lifestyle.

The world you lived in, your world, was a wasteland. You’d been born in a territory that was situated far from the dangers the concrete plains and overgrown flora fields posed— as had been the intention of your parents. You supposed that by choosing this lifestyle you were essentially undoing all the hard work they put into making sure you stayed safe. Oh well, you’d still choose it over farming swollen and mutated potatoes from the ground with a pickaxe. You craved excitement, a life of adventure, and the wasteland provided.

You didn’t know the details of what had happened to throw your world into such a state so long ago, but you knew from stories passed down from your parents that it had been big, and it had been unbiased in its absolute destruction and desecration of everything humankind had built and held dear. The technology used had left the land almost uninhabitable, and it was a miracle the humans you’d descended from had even managed to survive the fallout. A long time had passed since then — centuries? You’d have to check with your mother, if you saw her again anytime soon— and the earth had healed as best as it could. You had to hold a certain respect for the land, the earth; nature had a miraculous way of adapting, overcoming, evolving.

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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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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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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Read PART 2 , and Fake Texts

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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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