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litrally one of my favorite series... nerd! jk 🥺❤️

angst was written so well,,, luv feelin that dull ache in ur chest when ur sad 😼😼

FS Series Masterlist

1. The Proposition **

In which Jungkook drunkenly asks you to let him watch you get off. For science™️, of course.

2. An Introduction to the F’s of Life **

In which you get Jungkook a few steps closer to swiping his V-card in style by staying at his place for the first of many weekends.

3. Impressions of the First Kind **

In which life gives you all the lemons, a broken heater, and Yoori. Meanwhile, you give Jungkook head.

4. One Man’s Crush is Another Woman’s New Girlfriend *

In which Yoori makes the first move towards friendship with you. Meanwhile, Jungkook makes a first move as well. Away from you.

5. The Calm Before The Storm **

In which everything is fine. And then it isn’t.

6. While the Cat’s Away, the Mouse Will Have an Existential Crisis **

In which you deal with the mess you made with your lie and try to sticky everything back together. The result is still a mess. But at least you’re getting laid.

7. Another (Final) Proposition **

In which past mistakes and ideas of the future tug you in two different directions. But you eventually decide to see where things go. For science.

* = suggestive, ~nsfw

** = smut, NSFW

Extras!

1. Inside JK’s Journal

     Date with Yoori, Session with OC

2. WhatIf! FS OC x FS Hobi (to be posted)

highkey recommend!! not like the stereotypical abo stuff plus we love when oc is powerful and independent too🥰

To Tame a God | 01

Jeon Jeongguk is the youngest alpha his pack has ever seen, and they all trust him with their lives. One day, a strange wolf enters his territory. They know it’s not a regular wolf, because just like their own, its eyes shine with the supernatural powers from within. But it won’t shift back to its human form to reveal its intentions.

pairing: wolf!jk x reader

genre: supernatural au, wolf au, adventure, angst, fluff, later smut

word count: 8.1k

warnings: blood, minor injuries caused by fighting. girls being held captive, and mentions of death :/ also, alpha!jk deserves his own warning lmao

masterlist

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© To Tame A God is copyright vinterjeon 2020, all rights are reserved. This fic can not be modified, re-posted or translated without my permission.

author’s note: here’s the first part of ttag! i changed a few details from the preview! let me know what you think and send me a message/ask if you want to be added to the tag list! (don’t just reply to the post, it’s much harder to see) and as always, there’s probably mistakes and i’ll most likely go back and edit them later… (i’m sorrylol)

He’d just returned from hunting in the woods when he heard the howling. Stopping, with his hand on the handle to his front door, he listened carefully to the pattern that bounced off the treetops. 

Before he knew it, he was running, managing to remove his thin, tan shorts and stuff them into the tiny pocket that was strapped to his leg at the same time. The very next second, his two feet had turned into four large paws, thudding violently against the ground.

There was an unknown wolf on his grounds, an intruder.

Passing by different pack members, mostly families with young children preparing to hide in their homes, Jeongguk went over all possible scenarios in his head. Hopefully, it was just a stray looking to either join his pack or simply pass through.

The relations between the closest neighboring packs—Jeongguk’s included—hadn’t been the best lately, so trespassing like this, regardless of intentions, was certainly not a wise choice. Especially with the alarming increase of packs made purely out of violent strays. Jeongguk and the rest of the strongest male wolves would fight and even kill anyone who showed themselves to be a threat to the pack.

Or it could be the worst-case scenario, a pack of strays without a territory of their own, maybe already lying in ambush and waiting to overthrow them.

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... no words. no thoughts. head empty. the best series ever. oc is smart and independent!! periat. the angst also makes my heart ache in a good way again lmao. pls read this✨

bitchin’ || (M)

↳ PART OF MY REWIND SERIES

The 80s were a time of choices. Which perm was right for you? What color neon would you wear next? None of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with Jeon Jungkook.

pairing: fratboy!jungkook x reader

word count: 4.8k

genre: 1980s au, eventual smut, e2l

warnings: multiple smut scenes, science talk, banter, jealousy, alcohol & LOTS of colorful 80s slang lmao

A/N: Bitchin’ is a multichapter fic, surprise!! This fic was inspired by To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. Thank you to @junqkook for letting me use her likeness and helping me with Yara’s character overall.

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PART ONE

12:16 pm.

The time on the clock was glaring at you, a silent caution that today’s lab was going to totally suck.

You could feel irritation start to eat away at you. You and your best friend, Yara, had a deal. She would show up to the dissection today and, in exchange, you would gladly do all the work. But given that class would start in four minutes, you had a sneaking suspicion that Yara was going to in fact skip class after all.

You let your chin sink down into the comfort of your open palm, eyes flickering once again towards the black and white clock that was perched up above the classroom’s blackboard. Usually, you could hear each small tick of time, but seeing as this lab was more exciting, every student in the room was currently chatting amongst their peers, covering the clock’s sound.

You considered for a moment making conversation with your professor. That idea was quickly squashed once you realized that he too was preoccupied – his attention set on the clock as well, allowing the minute hand to make its final journey before beginning the class.

Suddenly, you realized that not only had Yara left you alone, but she had also left you without a partner to do the dissection. You glanced around the room, frowning as you saw that every other table was evenly numbered, meaning you would be forced to join a random pair to make a group of three.

Wicked.

“Good afternoon, everyone.” Mr. Kim began, pausing to take a swig from his coffee mug. “I hope everyone read the email I sent out yesterday in regards to proper attire. If anyone isn’t wearing actual shoes, then I suggest you beat it unless you’re particularly amped at the idea of losing a toe when someone accidentally drops their scalpel.”

A few isolated giggles rang out, but no one made any move to leave.

“No one? Radical. Feet are gross anyway–”

The sound of the classroom door suddenly being pushed open stole away everyone’s attention. The late boy that walked in froze momentarily, clearly not expecting all eyes to fall onto him, but quickly regained his composure as he flashed a smile.

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