BunBun

BunBun

|Pt1|Pt2|Epilogue

Summary:

You found an abandoned bunny hybrid on the streets and took it upon yourself to care for him.

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Possibly mild angst depending how you look at it

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of hybrid mistreatment, smut, heat, Jungkook has a breeding kink, buttplug

Word Count: 6k

Helpful vocab: *doe(s) = female rabbit / **buck = male rabbit

A/N: Originally posted 17/04/17. Editted and updated 14/02/23

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Bounce

Boyfriend!AU | Boyfriend!Jungkook x Reader

genre: smut

rating: explicit

description: Forced to be stuck at home, you’ve lost motivation to exercise. Your boyfriend wants you to join him in the home gym, but you’ve always turned him down. That is, until you found out he had an exercise ball. Bouncing is always fun! A great workout too!

word count: 4.7k

warnings: UNPROFESSIONAL use of an exercise/yoga ball (seriously be careful lmfao), Dom!Jungkook, Jungkook forcing you to get your workout in *smirk*, cussing, fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), edging, thigh riding, slight choking, handjob, ball sucking, unprotected sex (THIS IS FANFIC, WRAP IT UP PLEASE AND PEE AFTER SEX TOO), rough sex, dirty talk, spanking, overstimulation, and creampie.

a/n: HI EVERYONE! I FINISHED IT! Can you tell I’m bored… lol. I seriously want an exercise ball, no joke. As soon as I saw the picture of Jungkook and his luscious thighs, an idea sparked. Hope everyone is doing well, staying safe and indoors! I advise everyone to not use an exercise ball this way because Jungkook is a professional ;D LOLOL. Happy reading and please tell me what you think! I really do try to see every tag and every comment!

update: ARGH, once again my fic isn’t showing up in the tags. I’m so sad. I think I fixed it now.

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Sketch (M)

SUMMARY: After sixteen years of dreaming about the same unknown beautiful girl, Jungkook finally gets to put a name to the face — and she’s so much more than what he’s dreamt of.

GENRE/WARNINGS: Soulmate!AU, Artist!Jungkook; filled with tooth rotting fluff and smut. Seriously, Jungkook is a sweetheart.

WORDS: 9.6k.

A/N: This was actually the first fic I wrote that was pretty lengthy. Also – gguk is my weakness. Enjoy! xx.

For as long as he could remember, Jungkook knew who his soulmate was. From the time he was ten until now he knew that the person he was supposed to be with was out there, patiently waiting for him to come to them with open arms and a heart filled with nothing but love. Ever since he was little he would always dream of the same girl; long flowing hair, big doe eyes that seemed to glimmer with happiness, and the brightest smile he’s ever seen. Every other night he would dream of her, the girl aging along with him as he grew older, and it wasn’t until he was fifteen did he finally start to record the dreams. With his pencil and art pad, he’d sketch out the beautiful face, hoping to find her one day. But as the years went on, he had no such luck.

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I Will Not Lose!

Words: 6290

Genre: Fluff (maybe a bit too much haha), Magic!Au

Summary: A single bet - use every means to make Jeon Jungkook fall in love with you.

Jeon Jungkook…

Sitting in the center of an intricate alchemy circle drawn with chalk - on the floor of Jungkook’s living room, you can only begin to question - how did this even happen?

The mess had started with some sort of argument you had with him weeks ago. It was vague in your memory, only certain fragments were still intact.

“Y/N…She’s really beautiful isn’t she?” You overhear Jimin’s voice.

“Meh.” Jungkook answers with a shrug.

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jungkook scenario | gamomania

gamomania /ɡæmə(ʊ)ˈmeɪnɪə/ noun. 1) a form of mania characterised by strange and extravagant proposals of marriage. 2) an excessive longing for the married state.

❝ Your best friend has been proposing to you since preschool. Granted, he didn’t know what marriage meant at age four. But he certainly knows what it means now… ❞

➝ pairing: jungkook x female reader

➝ word count: 6.2k

➝ genre: fluff, mild angst, childhood friends au

➝ warnings: implied/light smut, swearing, an excessive amount of marriage proposals, tooth-rooting sweetness

➝ author’s note: I’m a sucker for childhood friends aus. so here’s another one. surprise! hopefully you all enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it.

[22 years ago: age 4]

“Marry me!”

You look up from the sand pit, squinting past the sunshine, and find a young boy standing over you. He’s small for his age, with black hair matted across his forehead, damp with sweat. His knees are scraped, and a plaster is peeling off his cheek, but he’s triumphant, with his fingers wrapped around a golden ring.

You recognise the ring before you recognise him.

It’s the ring from the tree at the bottom of the playground. One day a group of your preschool friends discovered it while making mud pies in the dampest corner. It was caught around a bent twig. None of you knew how it got up in the tree, but that didn’t stop your imaginations. Some said a dragon dropped it while carrying treasure back to its nest, others said a wizard left it there to test anyone brave enough to climb up to retrieve it, and still others said an alien deposited it there, and one day tiny alien babies were going to pop out from it and take over the Earth.

Your best friend said it got there after a marriage proposal went horribly wrong and a woman threw it there in anger, screaming at her soon to be ex, “No. Absolutely not! Not after that!” At least that’s what your best friend’s mum said, and you trusted the authority of a grown-up. Even if you didn’t know what that was.

But now, the ring is no longer stuck in the tree, becoming a part of the bark as the branches grow around it. Instead, it’s in this boy’s hand. A boy, who, after a few more moments of squinting, you recognise to be Jeon Jungkook. He goes to your preschool, but you’ve never talked to him because you’re convinced he has boy germs.

He rubs his nose, and rubs in a spot of dirt. In case you hadn’t heard him the first time, he repeats it again. “Marry me?”

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jungkook scenario | black and white christmas

❝ The black and white decor of your office is exceptionally drab, but Jungkook brings a splash of colour to your otherwise boring existence ❞

➸ prompt: You and I are coworkers, but we barely know each other. Now we have to work through the holidays together, and it’s only us in this office…

➸ pairing: jungkook x reader

➸ requested by anon | 4.5k words | fluff, office au

When you first walked into your new office, ready to impress with the dress suit your mum taught you to iron carefully, and your files clutched close to your chest, you were overwhelmed by the sparseness of the building. The only colours to be seen were white and black. The desks and chairs, the drab modern art on the walls, the suits and ties of your co-workers - all black. Boring. That was what hit you first. The office was boring.

Even the coffees were black, you noted, as you sat down at your new desk to have a paper cup pushed towards you, the smell of caffeine rising from inside.

You looked up at the body attached to the hand that offered the cup, seeing a young man looking down at you, and all of a sudden, the sparse room felt splashed with colour as red rose to your cheeks. His strong brows, sharp jaw and dark eyes were the opposite of boring.

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