No Way (Jungkook X Reader)

No Way (Jungkook x Reader)

HA I MADE IT IN TIME FOR JK’S BIRTHDAY! (barely lol) I know I have posted so much for Jungkook lately, but my excuse this time is because it was requested! I’m so happy that I got this request done and I hope the person who requested this likes it! Request: Tattoo AU Jungkook x Med Student Reader

Summary: There was no way that Jungkook was going to convince me to get a tattoo

Words: 7,300+ Genre: just fluff honestly

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I had been running behind on my classes ever since an incident that had happened in my first one. My first class is the only common core class that I have to take this semester, and my professor decided to hold me back after class for nearly ten minutes because of issues he was having with some speech papers. I tend to be the teacher’s pet, so I stayed with him for as long as I could.

However, that caused me to run behind in every class today since all of my professors wanted to talk to me. I once again didn’t have the heart to tell them no, so that is how I ended up in my situation.

I had one medical lab class left for the day, and the second that one got out, I bolted out the door. It’s ridiculous how the only class I didn’t need to hurry out of is the only one that I hurried out of.

“Well would you look at that… little miss med student seems to be in a rush.”

I froze at the sound of his voice as I took a deep breath. He was the main reason that I wanted to leave as soon as possible. I spun around and plastered a fake smile on my face as I spotted Jeon Jungkook, two years my senior, but still working on finishing his first year of college.

“Jungkook,” I sighed through my smile as he just smirked and shook his head. He crossed his arms across his chest and took a step closer to me and I took a slight step back, “Fancy seeing you here, huh?”

“Fancy?” he raised an eyebrow, “Who says that anymore?”

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secret crime || jjk

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut… angst!! ⇢ word count: 6.4K ⇢ theme: friends with benefits. (with feelings yikes) ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up, loves!), his friends are assholes nd jungkook is a bit of a hopeless romantic… ⇢ summary: it was supposed to be simple, casual, just sex. no one was supposed to catch feelings… but there what if he’s already in love? ⇢ A/N: lowkey, this was came out way more angsty than i had planned… gonna blame it on the mood of quarantine LMAO. i hope you like it all the same, though… this might turn into a longer fic idk I kinda like the idea of an emotionally unavailable oc.

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May 31

summary ~ on the last day of your senior year living together, you’re still fighting your feelings for your roommate jungkook. before you can fully move out and move on, he makes a pretty significant scheduling error. #and there was only one bed

genre ~ fluff, smut / roommate!au, college!au, bit of crack/fake texts

wordcount ~ 5k

warnings ~ smut (18+), blowjob (oral: m receiving), nipple play, marking, penetrative sex, cumplay (sort of oral: f receiving), jungkook just goes hard as expected BUT IT’S SOFT? this is just super cheesy and cute with some hopefully hot smut

a/n ~ surprise oneshot! and they were roommates? and there was only one bed? this is all my fave tropes wrapped into one, i had a ton of fun writing it and i hope yall enjoy :’)

~ read on ao3 ~

You walked up to your apartment door just as a boy from the class below you walked out—with a wave, a “see ya, Jungkook!” and what appeared to be the last piece of your roommate’s bedframe.

“You…sold…your bed?”

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Irresistible

⋙Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

⋙Word count: 1983

⋙Warnings: MAN BUN KOOK, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, choking, fingering, dom!jungkook if you squint, MAN BUN KOOK, foul language, there’s fluff at the end I promise, oh and last but not least MAN BUN KOOK

⋙A/N: I would sell my soul to a crossroads demon for some chicken nuggets and the ability to see Jungkook with his hair up in a bun. In conclusion, this is a purely self-indulgent piece dedicated to my birthday boy

Jungkookie: Babeeee don’t you want to come work out with me?

His birthday is coming up soon. As in within twelve hours soon and he’s been increasingly more insufferable the closer we get to September 1st because he knows that no one can say no to him.

Me: Absolutely not 

Jungkookie: Pls [Attached: 1 image]

Part of me wants to ignore his message because I already know exactly what I’m going to see but the part of me that is absolutely whipped for Jeon Jungkook wins out. With a tap of my finger the picture is revealed. Curses fly out of my mouth haphazardly at the sight of my extra large boyfriend looking extra tiny as he pouts at the camera. He knows that’s my weakness. I thrash around on the bed and curse some more. That fucker is really about to get his way and I hate it but I couldn’t resist that pouting face if I tried. I don’t even bother replying. He already knows the answer anyway.

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Final

Hellblazer | jjk

Genre: demon!au, smut Rating: M  Pairing: demon!Jungkook x FemConstantine!reader Warnings: demonic possession, wounds that would correlate with a “possession”, minor character death, mentions of suicide, rough sex, hair pulling, face sitting, multiple orgasms Summary: “Few people really think about dying… paranoids worry about it without really understanding it. Victims of fatal accidents and murder don’t have time to think. You only really think about it if you take the time to. And you only take the time if you know it’s going to happen.” -John Constantine, Dangerous Habits Pt. 1: The Beginning of the End, Issue #41. Author’s Note: You can blame the concept photos from today. Also, a kind anon requested it. :D

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Tinder 2.0 (m)

Based on a series of asks I received last week here, here and here

I hate you guys for ruining my mind :’) 

Warning: graphic Jungkook smut and a ridiculous fuck or die theme

Word Count: 10,050

“Miss ___, you will be in room 23,” the chirpy receptionist informs you once she scans your ID, “Your partner is already waiting for you in there.”

You bow deeply at her, “Thank you so much. Is there anything I have to sign?”

“Nope! I already have all of your consent forms and you can provide your payment afterwards. It depends on how many sessions you and your partner opt for.”

“Oh, I see. That’s fine.”

“It says in our system that you are a returning customer, but I am legally obligated to inform you that we will do our best to keep your privacy, but if anything dangerous is to occur to you during the session, we have tracers in your bloodstream monitoring your heart rate, blood pressure, and arousal levels. If you are physically attacked in anyway that results in external or internal damage of any form, we will have our staff check on you immediately. Do you agree to these conditions?”

You wince at the thought of anyone walking in on you in the middle of sex, but you have no choice. You nod, “Yes, of course.”

“Great!” Her mouth breaks into a wide smile, “There are various different lubes in the bathroom. Feel free to use them as you please!”

You flush at her statement, “Thank you.”

“Enjoy your session!” The receptionist pauses for a second, glancing around the room, then her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, “By the way, I heard that your partner is rated 9.8.”

Your eyebrows shoot to your hairline, “9.8?!” you repeat in utter astonishment. You’ve never heard of anyone rated above a 8 before, let alone 9.8. “What? Are you serious? But that means he’s entirely out of my league! Are you sure this is okay?”

She simply grins at you, “The system doesn’t lie. Have fun, miss.”

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