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Blackjack (Master List)
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: You / Jungkook
Rating: 18 + (explicit sex, violence)
Genre: Mafia!AU
Status: Complete
Description: Bangtan is one of the most vicious mafias on the west coast. Only six members are known by name though, with a mysterious seventh member dubbed only as ‘the shadow.’ When you become indebted to the worst of the worst – how, exactly can you find a way out?
[ cross-posted to Wattpad here ]
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Drug Wars (Pt. 1)
mafia!Jungkook x Reader
“She’s a babygirl Yoongi, and I think I’m in love with her.”
Genre: Angst/Smut
Word Count: 5,436
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, drug use; the violence is not graphic - please don’t read if you’re easily triggered.
A/N: None of these pictures are mine, credits to the owners. Enjoy!
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 | The Real Drug War
It’s the last class of the day and you can’t wait for it to end. Your head hurts from the pale lights, the stuffy, unventilated room is making you sick and you just want to go outside and inhale the cold air.
Finally you get up from your seat and storm out of the room in the middle of the lecture. For once, the building wasn’t filled with students and you could clearly hear the tapping sounds of your shoes as you quickly rushed down the stairs.
You could feel little bits of fresh air coming in your direction as you neared the already open front door. The first thing you lay your eyes on when you exit the building is the black G-Class Mercedes-Benz and instantly, you can feel your stomach twisting – you’re excited, but there is fear in your body and you can’t explain why.
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Elv!!! Hi Elv!!
This is the first piece of yours that I've read and I can honestly say that I enjoyed it so much! I'm a big fan of the Marvel Universe and Spiderman!JK as well, so this was a treat from the beginning.
It was interesting to see your take on what having kids would be like within this universe, and I absolutely loved the ode to uncle Ben and Tony as well for their names. I also really loved the banter in the midst of the drama and angst. It came out in small bursts, and it did well for not taking away from everything surrounding it. Something that reminded me of Marvel Universe as well.
One aspect that I really loved however is the main character's confidence. She's so smart and knows that she's smart and she's very sure about herself and what's she's doing. Especially how she's doing it while beside other heroes so I'm giving her applause.
Thank you Elv for your writing and I cant wait to see how the rest of the stories turn out💕💕💕💕
Spiderling — JJK
Part of the Super-verse
You and Jeon Jungkook are the famed masked protectors of Long Island. But late one night, there’s a new threat and it’s approaching your family, coming from someone you’d least expect.
【ˢᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ || ᴮᵀˢ ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ ||ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳᵖᵒˢᵗ】
💞 🄿🄰🄸🅁🄸🄽🄶: Jeon Jungkook x Reader 📚 🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: Angst, fluff 🌟 🅁🄰🅃🄸🄽🄶: T 💬 ⓌⒸ: 3.4k ⚠️ 🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶🅂: Kidnapping, mentions of domestic abuse, swearing.
💫 (っ ◔◡◔)っɛƖ۷'ʂ ŋơɬɛʂ 💕:
So… I feel a little insecure posting a fic for BTS when there are so many talented authors out there. I also had an allergy flare when finishing this so… :D
Anyways, there’s a whole universe to be explored! More details will be expanded upon for each character, scattered throughout all seven fics. :D
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MESSAGE DELIVERED | pt.1
→ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader / Namjoon x Reader → Genre: fluff, smut, angst, humor → Words: 2,517 → Rated: NC-17 → Warnings: alcohol, language
→ Summary: A text message sent to the wrong number turns into a long lasting affair between two people completely opposite one another.
→ Note: This is an old thing and actually the first thing I wrote after the accident, and I decided to post it again because I kind of hold it close to my heart ? It’s not all going to be texts between the characters, but quite a lot of backstory and stuff the more we get into it. It’ll be told from both Y/N’s POV and Jungkook’s. Please enjoy! :)
Parts: 01 : interim : 02 : 03 : coming soon
cr.
The first time you receive one it’s in the middle of the night.
At first you simply stir in your sleep, turning around as if that will somehow stop the annoying buzzing resounding from under your pillow. When it doesn’t, you grab the cursed device and flip it over in your hands, wondering whom of your stupid friends decided to be an excruciating pain in the ass this late.
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I’m so glad that my brain decided to bail out on me and make me take a four-hour nap instead of only a one-hour one today because this was the perfect story to read after I gathered my bearings.
We’re back we the squad again, and it’s better than ever!! Right off the bat, I giggled at Taehyung’s big brain energy and the fact that he found a loophole in their bets:
“You didn’t say which window!” He shot you a diabolical grin. “I could just tumble from the first floor and make a fortune.”
This is honestly something I'd do....if I had the energy for it. And Gina and her love for Klaus and Alaric?!?!?! The two best characters in the TVD??!?!? I wanna binge the show with her now because there’s a lot to talk about and she’s such a cool character. So funny, so supportive too and I feel like you could honestly rule the entire world with her around.
Namjoon popping up behind Tae on the bus: *insert ‘hey how yall doing meme’* This part honestly shouldn’t have made me giggle as much as I did but bless him and his timing. Also, major applause for Uncle Dohwan striking again with their hotel room. I’d like an Uncle Dohwan because he really is a true savior.
Okay, but onto a more serious note, I really love the way you write. It’s almost as easy as breathing the way you just capture attention and keep us yearning for more. The slow insertion of angst to keep you wanting more, reading more to find the underlying cause is a beauty on its own. And with each and every story there are layers before you truly get to the bottom of the problem and sometimes things aren’t what they seem. But if they are, it’s different because there’s more to it, and that’s the gold coin for each and every one of your stories. It’s like a mystery on its own to truly uncover what’s really happening and feelings surrounding everything and everyone involved.
The longer he looked at you, the more your face heated. Jungkook had a way of looking which set fire to your veins, which made you feel seen and wanted and heard.
This is just beautiful. I really have nothing else to say except for that.
I’m also really in love with the banquet scene. There are so many variables happing around this: the mix of sexual tension and blooming angst between Jungkook and the reader (I’d like to quickly add here that I love Gina’s comments about understanding that only you are in control of what you do and don’t do, creating your own future, and learning how to express the feelings that you have for someone. This was honestly needed even though I’ve heard it thousands of times, but it was still nice to see), the comedy with being iced and the steak (I’m still chuckling about that now☠️), but also the angst between Jimin, her, and Jungkook.
Something that I noticed was that you brought in two different instances for and usages “self-preservation”. At the beginning of the story, we see it when she is biting her tongue to say those three words, but we also see it again with Jimin and the fact that he also held back his feelings for her. They have their own unique forms of self-preservation both wanting to love and be loved. And that's so beautifully tragic. On the one hand, we see what happens when you do hold back your feelings, but the other we see what happens if you don’t. We see the one’s who have loved and the one’s who have lost. It’s a small note to make and a very subtle appearance within your writing, but it holds so much power, and it just goes to show that no matter what, you should always try to be forward with how you’re feeling. I can also understand the reader’s feelings for not being able to trust Jimin the same again after what happened, and I’m glad that she understands her own feelings and the fact that she pointed out that there are three variables within this situation and not two.
Now, did my heart leap to my throat when Jungkook said that he needed more time to make her fall in love with him?!?!? Possibly. I may have sniffed once or twice because wooooowwww. WOWWWWWWW!!! We’d have to get married right then and there.
Jungkook: says something smutty
Also Jungkook within the next 2 seconds: "yes, please 🥺 I wanna see you🥺🥺🥺"
The smut was soooo hot oh my goodness!!!! And I really liked the fact that they had that layer of trust between them in order to do something as intense as using handcuffs. That just shows that they’re in it for the long haul and I adore their relationship. Really.
This story was so beautiful. So perfect! I'm glad that she can love fully and without any regrets or panic or uneasiness. They deserve it after everything that they've been through together and I’m wishing them the best whether or not Jungkook decides to go to the NHL or not after all of this.
Thank you so so so so sooooo much Shanna for making my day. I adore you and your brain and your talent for making me just fall for each and every one of your characters. I’m giving you a cyber high-five!!!! And as always much love to you and everything else that your brain decides to craft for next time💕💕💕💕💕💕
L is for Lunacy (M)
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: Established Relationship / Light Angst / Fluff
<< A FOLLOW-UP ONE SHOT TO THE ART OF WAR MORE >>
Synopsis: After two years of being sworn enemies (and 42,000 words of shenanigans), you and Jungkook had finally begun dating. As it turned out though, dating wasn’t any easier than coming up with the perfect witty retort to wipe the smirk from his face. When you came to the first Big Decision of the relationship, it was honestly anyone’s guess as to how things would go.
Warnings: handcuffs (male + female), oral (male + female), very explicit dirty talk, degradation, semi-public making out, condom-less sex, cum play, things get soft (except Jungkook’s dick). Seokjin randomly procures invitations to formal events; no one really knows how.
Word Count: 15,790
Author’s Note: In order for this to make the most sense, I would recommend reading The Art of War More first! Thank you :)
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The boy you thought you knew until you landed here, young adults naive in their navigation of the world. The boy who was your best friend - until one day he wasn’t.
Ooh....oof!
I didn't think that I would be starting my morning with angst but...here we are!😅🤧This hurt. The way you described this shattered triangle of relationships is beautifully tragic. Any type of love that has been lost is always painful, but I think the wound is especially deep for best friends. Especially for people like these two who have quite literally grown up together and shared a lot of moments that just can't be replaced. Yeah I think that I'm going to need a few minutes to recover from that.
Thank you so much Fina for writing and sharing this. I'm always in awe of you and your talent, so thank you. I'm sending you my whole heart💕💕💕
the one where jeongguk was your best friend until uni hit and you drifted apart. you hadn’t thought about him and you didn’t think he thought about you. until one day you walk into a bathroom that felt more like a closet full of skeletons. oc is ?????? about jk. there’s angst folks! 1.6k words. listen to safe place by kiana v
You didn’t even want to go out. At all. Jaehwa’s the one who forced you out of your comfortable nest of solitude. Why would you want to leave your cosy apartment when you could binge-watch all of Avatar: The Last Airbender uninterrupted? But she’d insisted, and because you had a tiny soft spot for her adorable whiny face you’d relented. She’d painted your face, squealing in delight at the prospect of finally being able to play with glittering golds and wispy dark tones on your eyes. She had enough pallets stacked in her room to build a house, although you never commented on her obsession with make-up since it was literally what she did for a living. A part of you was thrilled too, brain already organising an outfit that corresponded with the look Jaehwa had granted you. It’s not like you never went out; you had your fair share of wild nights during the course of university but fourth-year had taken a toll on your social life. When you had the energy, you’d rather do something simple like attempt a Nigella Lawson recipe (which — by luck — worked well most days), or stare at your ceiling while listening to your favourite songs from high school on repeat, longing for the time when the future didn’t feel like a great big abyss on the verge of swallowing you whole.
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Jungkook recognized the fact that he was also insane, since instead of being annoyed by this fact – as he rightfully should’ve been – he just kept staring at your lips and wondering what they would taste like.
Okay. First of all, this scene in TAOM is one of my FAVORITES! But honestly, every single word that you wrote in TAOM was my favorite so…
Second of all, why am I on the brink of tears right now????? The ending, that last ‘please’ HIT! My heart is mush, and like, not in the ooey-gooey way. I honestly keep sighing and taking breaks to pause in order to gather my thoughts because I didn’t think that I would be close to shambles like this.
I loved reading this scene from Jungkook’s POV. It made that particular scene more full because we got to see both sides of the same coin, and now that I’ve gone back to read that scene in the TAOM, all I can do now is put my head in my hands because WHYYYY!! They were so close (kinda) to having what they wanted, but I understand the conflicting emotions: on one side, you see someone who is actively trying not to have feelings but they can’t help it, but on the other, you see someone who is beginning to accept their feelings as something that is true and heartfelt. Also this part:
It was more than just wanting to be friends with you, more than the begrudging cooperation between two detectives. It was about how Jungkook couldn’t stop thinking about you, couldn’t stop dreaming of you and each time someone said your name, it felt like a physical wrenching because he couldn’t say your name how he wanted.
He had finally said your name that way tonight and then, you disappeared.
OMG….Emotions are so complicated, but you are able to invoke them and make them real. Your writing is able to make me feel something and that’s so beautiful Shanna.
Thank you again Shanna for your writing. I’m sending you lots of hugs and love through my computer screen💕💕💕💕💕
TAOM Drabble: The Party
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Word Count: 1,611
Rating: PG-13
Summary: An accompanying drabble to The Art of War More. This drabble takes place during Y/N and Jungkook’s kiss at hockey house, as well as the immediate aftermath (aka what Seokjin said to convince Jungkook not to follow).
[ PART OF MY JUNGKOOK BIRTHDAY DRABBLE GAME ]
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But Jungkook does know one thing – Taehyung's tongue may be tangled with yours, but he is nothing but a pawn. You're the queen after all.
Fal!! Oh my god! This was such a nice present to wake up to.
Even though this is a drabble series, it’s incredible how much you can pack in here. It’s amazing to be immersed in this world for only a little bit, but feel completely engulfed in the imagery and emotions that the main characters fall victim to, especially Jungkook.
Because Jungkook doesn't get to feel this way. He doesn't get to let his lust take over logic. It is his life after all, his fucking life on the line. So why does the aching refuse to dissipate? Does his cock not understand the direness of the situation?
This section was so beautiful, but I also chuckled a little bit at the last sentence. It’s a moment when you see that he’s thinking with his head down there rather than the one up here, and you know that he’s going to continue this push and pull relationship between his mind and his heart (or the woman that he has feelings for). And then you see this the line at the end:
Just this once, he lies to himself. He needs you just this once.
The theme and the repetition are carried over from the last drabble, and I love that it is because you know that no matter if he tries to convince himself otherwise, he will always lose himself to her. I honestly don’t know of the repetition is purposeful or coincidental, but I can see how this can turn darker and ominous than it is later on in succeeding drabbles.
However, I one thing that I do know is that while reading this, I saw a lot of black and blue, some red with a hint of gold, and I realized that with everything you write, there’s always a darkness that's embedded within each story. The purpose and the symbolism isn’t always the same, and sometimes it can’t be found so easily, but it’s there. Almost like Yin-Yang. (I actually wrote this note around 4 am when I woke up randomly and read this before rolling over and falling back asleep, but I think sleepy Kharli was onto something here…)
Anyways, I’m not all that familiar with color theory and symbolism, so I’m not going to try and dissect what past Kharli was thinking, but thank you for spurring on those thoughts. It was nice to see where I was coming from and try to expand upon it because there’s just so many priceless and beautiful details that occur within each and every one of your works it’s astonishing.
Thank you so so so so sooo much Fal! I adore you so much! Thank you for everything that you’ve done, and thank you for making me happy. My heart is yours!😚💕
a table turned.
pairing: jungkook x female reader
rating: m for mature
word count: a small 713
summary: jungkook is a dead man, of that he is certain.
a/n: a follow up to a line crossed - also thank you to the best gorls @jamaiskook @kigurumu and @mygsii for reading this at 3 am for me, ily.
Petulant. It’s all Jungkook can think when he looks at you now. You are petulant little brat who lives to make him miserable. Often he wonders what he’s done to deserve such cruelty. Often he wonders if you realize that you’re playing with his fucking life each and every time you act out this way.
First it was the shower, now it’s the blatant disregard for your father’s rules: no Capos in your bed. And while you haven’t exactly crossed the line quite yet, you’re teetering right on the fucking edge.
It’s all for show, he knows. It’s all just another one of your little games. The ones designed to get him hard, knowing full well there’s not a damn thing he can do about it. It’s just another way to punish him for reasons he’s yet to understand.
But Jungkook does know one thing – Taehyung’s tongue may be tangled with yours, but he is nothing but a pawn. You’re the queen after all. You can do whatever the fuck you want, move in any which-way you so please. Because he, the tortured knight, will always be ready to jump before you take it too far. He’ll always swoop in before you put yourself in any real danger.
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The way he said those words, as if he had done something wrong. That was what broke you.
Cha, this was the most beautiful piece of artistic angst that I’ve read in a while. Your writing is one that can move people. One that could build up the most intense emotions, but your words are wrapped in a way that feels like a comforting hug. That’s what I felt when I read this piece, and that’s what I felt when I got to the moment of “please...love me”.
Even though this story is built around angst and hurt, it was soft in a way due to the feeling of comfort that you drew from Jungkook’s character. It was like he was the epitome of a warm blanket while soothing smells of a candle burning were wafting in the background. It was beautiful in that sense, and I loved the feeling of hope and wholesomeness at the end.
The lump in your throat was now gone. As was the last ounce of indecision keeping you away from the man you had fallen hopelessly in love with.
The feeling that I got here was almost reminiscent of how sunlight breaks through the clouds after a rainstorm, and I found myself having a small smile spread across my lips once I finished reading.
This piece was absolutely beautiful Cha. You continue to amaze me and fill me with wonder each and every time I read one of your stories. Thank you for making me feel so full. I’m sending all of my love to you Cha.💕💕💕
please... love me | jjk x reader
title: please… love me
pairing: jungkook x reader
summary: emotions are difficult and intense. which you find out the hard way. but sometimes, they can lead to something beautiful.
word count: 1.6k
genre: fluff, slight angst
warnings: none i can really think of
a/n: idk where this came from. but here you go.
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“Why did you tell me?” Jungkook’s doing that thing again, alternating between biting his tongue and chewing his cheek as he stares at you. You can practically see the melancholy rolling off him; it shines dark on the depths of his irises, how his fist trembles just barely at his side. For all his good looks and leisurely charm, you can see the effort it takes to hold himself together now.
Guilt ascends, starts somewhere deep in your stomach and turns stomach acid to butterflies. It creeps higher and higher over your spine, locking each vertebrae until you’re immobile, unable to tear your gaze from his. “I thought you deserved to know.”
Erin!! I know that I said that I would have to wait a little bit before I could read your works, but I ended up giving in because seeing this bookmarked in my tabs and the thought of reading it kept knocking at my brain, but I’m really glad that I took some time out of my usual morning routine and read this.
I know that I say this a lot, and you may get annoyed with me saying it again, but the way you write is beyond words. How are you able to string words, sentences, sceneries, and vivid imagery so well? How are you able to break the fourth wall between me and the screen of my phone and pull me into all of your fantastic worlds? How are you able to make me just simply...feel? I am completely and utterly in awe of you, Erin, and I’ll continue to tell you that each and every time you run across my mind.
I loved the main character. She's witty. Elegant and just. She knows how to play her cards right and when, but she also knows when to push the boundaries just the right amount. You can see that in the way she talks to Jungkook easily, but there’s also this softness to her that's somewhat hidden beneath her hardened and strong and confident persona. She reminds me of white and gold and just a tad of pastel pink and blue and green. She reminds me of the essence of a libra, and her aura reminds me of the beautiful being that is you in a way. I could see bits and parts of you woven throughout this story, and it made reading it so much better and more full. I feel full even when reflecting upon it as I type this out.
Another thing that I really enjoyed was how you wrote Jungkook. He’s soft and sweet. He reminds me of the soft smell of vanilla and jasmine. Someone who you want to protect and bubble wrap.
As it stands, he’s just the right-side of anxious, a hundred little sparks of uncertainty flaring beneath his skin and lighting him up in neon. You can see him from a mile away he’s lit up so bright, seemingly uncomfortable in his own skin.
It was nice seeing how he was able to adjust to the main character’s persona, and learn the ebbs and flows of their relationship growing into something more and heartfelt. Where he pulls, she pushes, and I really enjoyed this moment in the restaurant because of that:
“What?” He’s had enough of your quiet observation, apples of his cheeks reminiscent of the tree in your parents’ backyard.
“What?” You parrot back, shameless, dark eyes twinkling at him.
“Y-you’re staring at me.”
“You’re sitting in front of me.”
As the story continues, you get to see them both expose a piece of themselves. Jungkook becoming more confident while the main character softens just a tad for him. Let’s down the walls that she had put up before. And the way you were able to slowly yet surely show that throughout this piece was beauty personified. I also really loved it when Jungkook was reading her:
“I do.” He nods - almost to himself - and continues, matter-of-fact. “You care about people. You’re… hard around the edges but you don’t mean to hurt anyone. You want to do what’s right. Sometimes it means you have to do things that aren’t easy.”
But then you ended up reading me for filth!!!:
He scoffs when you call him a serial monogamist, insists he isn’t even as you list out all the facts pointing otherwise.
“I just… don’t like wasting my time,” he insists from behind his coffee cup.
“You mean you don’t like the potential to be hurt.”
There were other sections that I enjoyed, most particularly the scene when the main character was helping him get ready for his date:
“What do you think?” It’s low-cut black, relaxed in the shoulders and flattering in the torso. It holds him just right, hugging the muscle that threads across his shoulders like armour, coils around his upper arms and makes his tattoos stand in stark relief where the sleeves end, mid-forearm.
It looks good— but then again, a lot of things look good on him. He wants great.
You answer honestly, because that’s what you do and that’s what he has you there for. To knock him down when his (admittedly small) ego gets a little too big, remind him of his hubris like the summer sun upon his candle wax wings. “Not bad…”
Honestly, this section was just so poetic and beautiful, enhanced by the vivid alliteration imagery. I was smiling a little bit here because it was a moment where you see that it’s just them. No barriers or anything holding them back. It felt free, and it made me a bit emotional when I came across that. But, one of the most hard-hitting plot points was this jewel:
“So, you like her.” It feels a bit bad, condescending in a way; you don’t mean it in any way but supportive. You just want him to be happy. “But you couldn’t ask her out because it didn’t feel right?”
“She’s not you.”
Oh my godd!! I could feel my breath hitch in my throat at the final line, but it would be a lie if I said that I didn’t expect it. I mean, this is Jungkook after all. Heart made of gold and as soft as a summer cloud. But, what I didn’t expect however was the transition between “Aww! Jungkook is so shy and so cute here because of the lingerie” to “BISSS WTF?!?!?!?!!!?” when the smut came. It was so unexpected and so hot, it felt as if I was being sucker-punched multiple times and I couldn’t stop blushing because of the things that he was doing. The things that he was saying!
This ended up being totally longer than what I expected, and if you made it this far without skipping over stuff then I applaud you. Erin, I completely and absolutely adore you my love. Thank you for this piece. Thank you for your writing in general. And thank you for the happiness that you have given me for the short period that I’ve known you. My heart is, and forever will be, yours.💕
( DEVIL IN A NEW SUIT. )
Money’s something that makes the world go around. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with securing the bag. You don’t shame anyone for doing what they need to do.
That is, until you come face to face with the poor guy that’s being suckered out of both his heart and cash. You simply can’t let it go on.
pairing. jjk x f!reader.
genre + rating. idiots to lovers. fluff, angst, smut. the holy trifecta, babies! explicit, obviously.
tags / warnings. mentions of infidelity, kook being adorable and sad, reader being a bit of a tactless butthole, a satin playsuit (very nsfw), kook does a 180, smut in the form of: a slight oral fixation, too much spit, overstimulation, pussy slapping, unprotected sex (pls don’t be irresponsible).
wc. 12.2k of nonsense. pure nonsense, i tells ya.
beta reader(s). @hobi-gif did what she always does aka read through this and made me a better writer and @yeoldontknow dealt with my big dumbass and let me cry about my pea brain to her. i love you both sm!!! ✨💜
author note. the long-awaited fic is here!! i really hope you enjoy it. if you do, please maybe leave a comment or something? i swung back and forth between loving and hating this so it’d really, really mean a lot. anyway, thanks as always for reading and i adore you! stay safe and happy and healthy!
He’s a sucker. That’s what you think of him, despite the fact you’ve never met him. It’d be impossible not to, given what you’ve heard.
His girlfriend - or something - is in every other week, flashing his black card like she has something to prove. Sometimes, she’s by herself; often, she’s with another gaggle of girls that fawn all over themselves and shriek a little too loudly for your taste. They’re vapid, snooty in a way that makes you cringe every time they step into the boutique. Still, you’re nice because this is your job and you have to be. You can’t exactly tell a paying customer to get lost - even if you think it at least six times each visit.
“He has no idea.” It’s always the same thing, a story that pulls at your heartstrings yet has you scoffing in equal parts. “I told him we were doing a girls’ trip but Hyunjin’s going to meet me on his way back and we’re spending the week at the Ritz.”
How can he possibly be this dumb, you wonder. How can’t he see past the pretty pink lipstick and perfectly coiffed blonde hair? It isn’t even that nice of a colour job - too icy and reminiscent of Malibu Barbie.
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She was a stunning goddess in his eyes, enticing him to the point where nothing else in the world mattered to him other than her very existence.
Not even you, his long-time girlfriend.
Hi Juno! It's been a while since I've come and read and fic of yours. I hope that you've been doing well and are happy.
Coming back to one of your stories is like coming back into welcoming and waiting arms. It feels safe here with the comfort of your poetic words floating around my mind rather than mechanisms and due dates for projects. It's like a safe haven almost, and even though this story was driven on angst, it felt beautiful and soft. The way you wrote Jungkook and his comforting personality was beautiful and soft.
“I… I may not completely understand what you’re feeling, but I’ll still be here for you. You didn’t deserve this.”
My chest felt so full of love here. You can tell that he cherishes her, and has been for a while. He seems innocent and the type to smile with round, kind eyes. It was very heartwarming to read during that dreary moment, and it was made all the more impactful when he goes on to think that "even with the street lights illuminating your tear-stained features that accentuate the pain you felt moments earlier, he still thinks you’re beautiful."
Oh my heart. Also, I can’t forget this part. The part that completely sealed it for me:
You were a stunning goddess in his eyes, enticing him to the point where nothing else in the world mattered to him other than your very existence.
Juno, I missed you. And I missed reading your works and writing to you. Hopefully, soon I can read the longer ones that I've been saving on my 'to-read' list. I'm wishing you well my love. I'm sending you my heart.
P.S.- Jimin and her best friend are complete assholes.
still with you | jeon jungkook
You get dumped on what should have been one of the most memorable nights of your life, but at least you didn’t have to spend the rest of it alone.
— pairing: nerd jungkook x popular female reader (ft. jimin) — genre: drabble, high school au — length: 1.0k — rating: pg-13 — contains: angst, mentions of cheating, strong language, pining pining PINING. — accompanying song: “still with you” by jungkook
author’s note: to the anon that requested a drabble of nerd jk and popular oc! so sorry if you were expecting something fluffy (I was originally going down that route at first) but then suddenly the angst in me came out and I just had to. I hope you enjoy, thank you for requesting~
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"Men are trash. You just have to find the least smelling shit amongst the smelliest shit"
Am I supposed to be studying for a quiz right now? Yes. Will I?....Come back to me later.
Hi Nana,
This is the first work of yours that I read, but it’s so good. I can honestly say that you had me hooked from the beginning and now that I’m done reading this extravagant story, I will be a forever fan and praiser of you and your talents. The way you were able to build this story, create characters that had such dimensional personalities and emotions, and read about how they all conveyed that their actions in different settings was so picturesque. It felt like I was watching an entire movie play out flawlessly in my head.
I love how you put your own personality within this story too. The song references, this part:
"Ugh! I just want you to teach me the basics. That's all, Jungkook. Why are you making this so hard?."
"Because there's a lot of boys on campus you can choose from! Why don't you just pick any of them, like everyone else does!?" you pull your hands back from Jungkook's and grip your cup of coffe instead, finding the belt of your bag much more interesting than his eyes and much less intimidating.
"Because... they're... you know..." there's silence before you speak again Jungkook raises eyebrows, waiting for you to ellaborate. "...men."
When I tell you I SNORTED! I felt that a bit too deeply and in my mind, I was just like “Yep!” But I love how you made this Jungkook. Even though he’s created his own identity amongst the population, the way he treats the main character is so wholesome and you can tell that he genuinely cares about her. The emotions that you pulled out of me during the makeout scene at the party were hot and intense and soft in how he treated her and wanted to do it (or do her hehe) right. The slow ascent into falling in love. The conflicting emotions of “do I keep this FWB relationship or aim for something more”, “do I keep trying to make a relationship with someone I’m questioning or go with my gut” was all so beautifully done and well crafted.
Even more so were the deeper moments. The moments of sincerity. When she speaks about how she feels "broken" and "pathetic" for still being a virgin. For focusing on school rather than learning how to become more sexually cognizant. I can kinda relate to that. For me, I know that at times I can seem like a prude and I know that I’m picky whenever it comes to trusting people on the lines of relationships which makes it difficult to put myself out there, but I also glare down any male figure that looks in my direction so...😗
Anywho, I actually really enjoyed this. More than I thought I would, and I finished it faster than I wanted to. This story gave me things to think about and ponder over while also just being such a good read and something that I’ll always think about. Thank you so much Nana for this. This really made my night. I’m sending you lots and lots of love.💕
sex education
pairing: jungkook x virgin!reader
summary: “You want me to… what?” Jungkook chokes on his croissant, and how could he fucking not, with you looking at him with those pleading eyes, asking for something that he knows would get him into jail. Well, maybe not like actual jail. But definitely the Bro Code Jail. The jail where only bros who broke the Bro code went to.
wordcount: 12k+
genre: fluff - smut/college!au/brother’s best friend!au
rated: m (duh)
warnings: alcohol consumption, weed, cursing, handjobs, fingering, oral sex(f/m recieving), spitting (the good stuff y’know), slight breath play, unprotected sex (f is on birth control tho) and thats it i think i don’t even remember what else there is to it, based on my own experiences with sex lmaoo also demasiada redundancia, but my brain is is dry af so sorry
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He pulls closer instinctively; you don’t even need to say anything.
Hi Erin,
I know I literally was just here, like in your messages here and earlier this week, but I hope you’ve been well and have had a lovely Christmas if you celebrate it.
To be honest, I don’t have much to say about this story, but I am really thankful that you wrote this. I think that’s the beauty of comfort fics. When you’re fine, then it’s like an extra hug or someone to remind you that “hey, I’m here for you.” But if you’re not fine, then it’s nice to know that you have someone or something to help you cope. To remind you that it’s okay and that there will always be someone who is watching over you even during your lowest moments. I’m glad that the main character had someone like Jungkook to be there for her.
Erin, ily! Thank you so much for this. It was warming to read, and maybe one day if I’m feeling low, I’ll return to this to remind myself that I’ll never be alone. And I’ll always be there for you too! I’m sending you lots of love and hugs Erin💕
blue and grey.
pairing. jjk x reader. rating. general. tags. none, really. just a short comfort fic inspired by my comfort song. wc. 0.6k. beta reader. all of my mistakes are my own lmao. author note. i am baaack! and ofc, i have to kick off my return with some sadness. 🤠
He finds you like this: curled up in bed, wrapped so snug it’s more of a cocoon than anything else, with the stuffed rabbit he’d gotten you throttled in the iron shackle your arms. There’s something playing quietly through the speakers of your laptop, screen dimmed, words unintelligible. You barely register his presence, stare trained on some indiscernible point against the far wall.
It’d be perfectly fine - if it weren’t just past noon on a Friday and you weren’t supposed to be at work.
Instead, it’s the last piece of the puzzle, knocking his entire world off its axis, sending it on a downward spiral and him right there alongside you.
He slips in beside you, carefully peeling off his socks and pants, leaving them in a discarded pile by the foot of the bed. The worn fabric of his sweater follows, pulled over his head in the same motion as his shirt. (He’ll deal with all of his clothes later - toss them into the laundry hamper or hang them up as needed.)
As expected, your acknowledgment is weak, the barest adjustment of your body to allow him into the space you both call his.
“You okay?” It’s not a question that begs an answer. Still, he poses it gentle as can be, depositing the words into the linen that holds you close.
There’s no response, just one hand that creeps out from its hiding spot and curls tight over his, warm palm pressed to the back of his hand, fingers weaving between his own. He pulls closer instinctively; you don’t even need to say anything.
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He learned how to fight because he had to, he needed to, in order to survive.
But now, he does it to live.
Hana, this was such a beautiful story. The way you were able to encapsulate so many emotions, so much imagery, and backstory as well was gravitating. There’s a lot of heart in this story, between the mc and Jungkook, between mc and her ex Namjoon, as well as between Jungkook and Yoongi. You can tell that there is such a whirlwind of feelings, past coming back to haunt present in its own way, and their future treading along, but there’s a gentleness that makes this story not so hard to bear. Also, I really like Yoongi in this. He’s tough and probably a hardass on Jungkook, especially during this moment here, but he’s thoughtful and considerate, and you can tell how much he cares about not only him but his wife as well.
Thank you Hana for this. This was a wonderful way to introduce me to your stories and I can’t wait to read more. Sending you love💕
too close｜jjk｜mini
summary. your husband lives life a little too close to the edge. and you’re sick of it.
pairing. wife!reader x boxer!jungkook (ft. ex boyfriend!namjoon)
genre. expecting parents au, rival gang au (implied)｜angst
word count. 1.4k
warnings. (rating: mature) this is pure angst, mentions of violence, blood, offensive language, trash talk, jk has a bad temper in the ring (but he’s soft with his wife), namjoon is a big asshole in this, currently unedited sorry!
notes. based on a request by @bratkook from this prompt list (#15)! hope you like it jlin! once again, i tweaked the dialogue a little 😅 more of this universe here!
When Jungkook comes to, all he can remember is rage.
Pure, unadulterated, white-hot rage, the kind that seeps down into your bones, seething and festering until it’s released in the most catastrophic of manners.
His name, spoken in your silky-sweet voice, is what he becomes aware of next, and the sound is distinct even amidst the fuzzy haze enveloping him.
“Why isn’t he getting up?” you’re repeating, each iteration more desperate than the last. “Yoongi, why isn’t he getting up?”
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What do you want?
To be honest, this story was a breath of life that seeped into my lungs and gave my heart a new reason to beat. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I first clicked the ‘Keep Reading’ button, maybe something that fit the exuberant atmosphere that Christmas brings, but this felt like winter. Biting, yet beautiful and something that constantly reminds you that no matter how far you tread through the season, spring is forever waiting on the other side.
This story was unlike any of the others you have written, Willow. When reading it with fresh eyes, it feels mellow. Mature. Easygoing in the way we see the main character evolving and navigating through life. But the salience of it all was between the lines and hidden in the background. Slowly yet surely making itself more prominent throughout the story as its personalized glow intensified, eventually turning into something that could only be felt with the heart and interpreted by the soul.
There were moments that gave a subtle rise to this. The moment when Jungkook told the main character, “Then keep practicing. Take what you need from life and leave the rest.” The story about Snær and Sol, but more specifically this because I felt Jungkook and the main character resembled them a lot:
“Snær and Sol, as magical creatures themselves, knew this was not to be so. Magic itself was a living being. To tear a piece of it from the land for a single use would the magic itself, bit by bit. Instead, magic was a language. A stream to be stepped into rather than torn from.
The way you write love as well feels like magic. It radiates its own sparkle and shimmer that seeps through the cracks of this world, making everything and everyone else feel rigid and dull and cold. The entirety of ‘Summer, 18’ was a testament of this as well as when you wrote:
“There is nothing about you that I could turn into twine to keep in my cupboard,” he sighs against your skin. “You are meant to be witnessed and held and loved — but never captured. Never named. Never made into something understandable.”
You make falling in love feel so easy and freeing and overwhelming but in the best way possible. You make me want to believe in love the way you do. The way Jungkook is constantly there for the main character makes my heart melt more than what I had ever deemed as possible. All of the:
“I just don’t want to go alone,” you whisper, looking at him.
“Then you won’t.”
And this:
The words come to your lips before you even know what they really mean: “Jungkook. I don’t want to be anyone else’s. I don’t want to be anyone’s.”
“Then—” His eyes sparkle and he grins as he searches for the words. “Then don’t be mine. I’ll be yours.”
And you contrast that feeling of love, one that feels free and utterly unconditional, so perfectly well with the one that came under the circumstance of being committed to Namjoon. I mean sure, would Joon be a good partner for her? Absolutely. He’s stable and grounded and present. He ensures that no matter what may happen in their relationship, “I promise you I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy.”
But what’s the point of wanting to free if you have someone that is going to hold you back? What’s the point of “trying” when we all know that her heart belongs to another?
The future was already foretold before the engagement announcement was even made. Before the main character said, “I-I want you to be happy, Namjoon.” because she knew that she couldn’t give Namjoon the love he deserves. Even during their kiss, there was a difference in it that made it feel not wrong, but he’s stable and grounded and present when she wants something that makes her want to defy all laws of gravity and turn orderly convection into wild and chaos. It was like trying to break through a visceral wall rather than walk on air, but nothing was more deafening as when her mom stops her from hugging Jungkook. It was like the world had stopped spinning on its axis for a moment in time, but it was enough to make you feel it and the resonant silence that came with it. It was a beautiful juxtaposition to come across. My heart aches for Joon, but that was definitely one of my favorite memories.
Though, the part that hit close to home began when Jungkook told the main character to think smaller. It’s because I saw myself then. Someone who spends time worrying too much about the future rather than seeing what's in front of them, so it slips away. Just like that. Reading this felt nice to know that my future began in that instant. With the now. It was also at this point where I started tearing up. This with the freedom of running and feeling carefree because nothing could hold you back except with yourself. It was a powerful message to say the least. But if that was powerful, then this felt like a final blow:
When was the last time you just — didn’t think? Just moved through the world, unbidden?
I paused. And then I cried. For like, two minutes but it was a nice cry, and one where the emotions lingered for an extra fifteen.
This story felt more personal to me than any other. It was like a mirror and I felt so exposed and vulnerable having these things reflected back at me. It made me think. Made me feel. Made me yearn for something better. I don’t know what it is yet or for what part of my life that contents to, but when I do find it, I'll make sure to tell you thank you. And if this is going to be my last fic of 2020, I'm glad that it was this one.
Thank you so much Willow for writing such an evocative story. Also Mai!!!🥺 my baby. I smiled so big because of the cameo. Thank you Willow for being such a kind soul. A genuine friend. Someone that I’ll always look up to and feel the most comfortable expressing my emotions with. Thank you for making me become a better me. I adore you so much, my friend💕
i’ll be home | jjk
PAIRING jungkook x reader (minor namjoon x reader)
GENRE fluff. smut. angst. fantasy!au. f2l.
RATING explicit.
WC 22.3k
SUMMARY When your first love, Jungkook, disappeared from your village five years ago, no one thought he would return, let alone on the night of your betrothal to another man.
WARNINGS AND TAGS this is somewhere between fantasy and “olden days.” fem reader. pining. slow burn (i’m sorry i didn’t mean it). makeout. yes there’s some angst but i promise it has a very happy ending. world with gendered expectations. world that defies the laws of known physics. grinding. public nudity. outdoor sex. breastplay. hand job. loss of virginity. unprotected sex (don’t be stupid u don’t live in a magical world like these folks.) marking. creampie.
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He kisses you hard but soft, tongue meeting yours for the first time since you entered the room. Jungkook is not a man of words. He's silly, and a jokester, and finds it difficult to express how he's feeling. But when he kisses you, or looks at you, when he touches you, or when he makes love to you, even if it's as dirty and filthy as right now, he's always able to transmit exactly what he can't vocally.
He's telling you there's no other place he'd rather be than here, with you.
Nana! Hi bby🥺💕
When I first saw that you were writing a sequel for Sex Education, I honestly couldn’t believe it...I mean it. Like, when I saw your announcement, I thought that you meant the Netflix show lmao! But I’m incredibly glad that I was wrong in the best way.
Seeing how Jungkook and the main character’s relationship evolved after the first part was so endearing and lovely. Jungkook is a heartthrob. He makes my heart throb with how soft he is in how he treats her (but also I’m crying at the W.A.P comment 😂😭). And it’s not like the mc doesn’t want the same. I mean, look at this!!!!:
"But what if I do want you to hurt me? What if I want you to fuck my mouth with no mercy until I cry and slap my face after you've cum all over it while you call me a slut?" you pause, eyes meeting his through your eyelashes. "Or viceversa."
Honestly, I choked a little when I read this because I was not expecting that. But also, yay for having healthy and open conversations about this subject because it’s definitely needed. Also, when Jungkook said, “You have been together for three months, for God's sake, but you still made his cock twitch like the first day and he's sure in twenty years you'll have the exact same effect on him.” my heart was equally both 🥵 and 🥺 because he is thinking about their longterm relationship. Add that to the fact he said that she's different which makes him love her more, but also he's more careful because of that and doesn't want to hurt her. He's a softie and I absolutely adore him.
The conversation between Jungkook and Taehyung was so warming, even though I know it was awkward as hell at first. But the fact that Taehyung was able to set his feelings aside and be a friend to him was such a show of sweetness and humility. And the “I love you’s” were the cherry on top to sending me to tear land.
But of course, that didn’t last too long because then I was gasping at how Jungkook took out the mc’s hair tie and began using his hand instead to hold her hair. That part shouldn’t have affected me as much as it did, but it did. And now I can’t stop thinking about it. And the whole blindfolding and over-the-lap thing….yeah….
Anyways,
I just love this couple so much. I love how they take care of each other. I love how attentive Jungkook is. I mean, during the moment when the mc said, "What if he realizes one day that I'm luckier than he is and he could be luckier with someone else?" I could completely empathize with her, but then a few moments later, you pan over to Jungkook who is mouthing, “are you okay?” and blows a kiss to her, and I just...I just want a love like that. I’m jealous of them!
Ahh this was the sweetest thing, Nana. I adore them. Thank you for making my heart all fluttery. This was such a sweet treat. I hope that you’ve been doing well and I’m sending you lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of love 😘💕
sex education 2.0
pairing: college!au, jungkook x reader
summary: “Are you calling me boring?” Jungkook gasps dramatically, looking at you dumbfounded and visibly offended. You roll your eyes, taking a napkin and leaning forward to wipe the crumbs of garlic bread on his lips.
“First of all, don’t talk with your mouth full, you pig. Second of all,” you stop to take a sip of your coke, aware of Jungkook’s expectant eyes on you. “A little, yeah."
wordcount: 9k
genre: smut - angst(? not rlly - fluff, like tons bc im a slut for fluff
rated: m (duh!2.0)
warnings: alcohol and weed consumption, just jk and tae being bros having bro convos, switch!reader, switch!jk, but mostly dom!jk, dirty talk, glimpses of poorly written bdsm, reader being a jealous and ‘insecure little bitch’ (her words, not mine),slapping (dont worry i tried to make it funny), how i met your mother spoilers (sorry im a gemini i spoil shit), spanking, degradation kink, back at it again with the spit kink, slight anal play, beware!of jungkook being a sweetheart, a lil mean at the end but a sweetheart nontheless.
read sex education here!
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But that’s the point, isn’t it? To let himself feel?
Maybe you were right, just this once.
This was really perfect to read in the morning. It was dark, rainy, quiet. Gentle noises keeping me in a tranquil state yet still managing to lull me further into comfort. I was the epitome of calm, and for several moments it felt like I was dreaming with how easy it was for me to envision everything that occurred in this story. So, it was pretty much inevitable that when the time came, I found myself tearing up before the sun had peeked through the clouds. Before I had managed to make my way out of bed and prepare for the day. It was an experience like no other, and thinking about it makes my stomach flutter with butterflies because it was such a beautiful moment, and I think that feeling will always stay with me whenever I look back at this story.
Erin, you are beautiful. Your mind is a wonderland that I want to continuously explore because everything that you say and do is enchanting. You give me butterflies while doing the most minuscule things, and I just adore you. Sincerely, wholeheartedly, and truly. And the way you write is a reflection of that. Take the introduction for example, when Jungkook is eating and starring at the main character, but the way you describe him. The way he’s “staring at you with the biggest roundest eyes anyone’s ever seen, shining like a beacon in the night, a solar flare that eclipses everything else around it.” makes it feel like it’s something more than words could ever describe. It’s simply poetic, and you do this more throughout the story like here:
“Because you know him so well - can read him like a book, recognise his voice in a crowd of thousands, find his smile like a star in the night sky - you take his disbelief in stride. Treat it like it’s nothing you’re not used to which, well, you aren’t.”
And here:
A laugh that isn’t quite a laugh comes, breaches the quiet and then echoes loudly. It’s derisive, not at all the gleeful witch’s cackle Jungkook normally offers. It’s dressed in thorns and regret and cuts his throat on its way up, leaving his breath to fall into a sad little sigh. “Yeah.”
(which was so beautifully tragic when you read it in the context that it’s in)
But I think that even if I had a dictionary and learned all of the languages in the world, I wouldn’t be able to tell you how much your writing strikes home for me...how your writing is a home for me.
The friendship between Jungkook and the main character is something that I enjoyed reading so much. I feel like they are opposites. One pushes while the other pulls. But rather than letting that deter them or cause conflict, it makes their relationship that much stronger. They can read each other like no one else, pick up on each other’s social and behavioral queues, and it’s amazing how they are able move so fluidly together. They make each other better and you see that reflected here:
(Time. What a strange concept. Something that’d dictated the flow of his life since he was a kid. His parents had never had time, so he’d found other things to fill those gaps - recreational sports and art classes and playing tag with you. He’d had too much time in school, so he’d thrown himself into his studies, cementing himself as a top student who was just a little too cold, a little too cavalier. But not with you. No, never with you. You always had time for him - kept him grounded whenever he thought he might fly away. And now, time - or the lack thereof, yet again - had led him here.)
But also here:
He misses you. God, how he misses you.
(Since the day you’d cemented yourself as his best friend, he doesn’t think he’s gone more than a day without talking to you, more than a week without seeing you. This is fraying his nerves, leaving him needy and wrought with anxiety.)
(This is why best friends don’t date, why he’d have preferred to take his feelings to the grave.)
(I was five seconds into tearing up here but...MOOD!)
Speaking of which, I also realized how much you called me out during this story😂. Like, how you noted that routine is standard for Jungkook, it’s the same with me. (I have this 30-30-30 rule-...well, not a rule but something I've noticed when it comes to getting ready in the morning, but yeah…) And also how it’s been a while since Jungkook has dated (I never have), and how we both reside in burring ourselves in work to hide/ not face our feelings….🙃
*sighs*
Anyways, as the story continues to unfold, you begin to see how much they truly like each other. It starts slow. First at the dinner, when Jungkook is choking on his drink and the mc is rubbing on his back. I know that’s just supposed to be a helpful gesture, but there was something about it that made my heart soft. It felt intimate in a way. Especially at the end of the scene where he touches her knee and she compliments him and how he thinks, “You might not have understood his job - software engineering? what? - but you understood him and that’s what mattered.” My heart was just mush and I don’t even think that was half-way through the story.
Next was when Jungkook was having dinner with his family after the door slam (which made my heart crack btw), but you wrote this:
“She was busy.” It’s a lie - straight through his teeth and paired with a quick glance to the side. No one notices, though. No one’s you, after all.
It was a moment where my face kind of went like 🥺 because the weight of his words felt so heavy but in the best way even after the previous night's events.
I have to take a pause here to just let you know how fluidly and seamlessly the scenes flowed. How the last line of one scene transitioned to the beginning of the next. If this story was made into a movie, I could only imagine the types of shots a director would use because it’s just that good. There’s also a soft elegance in this story. How you know that everyone is pretty well off, but you really don’t know it until the New Year’s Eve scene when you describe how “his heart stutter uncomfortably, stomach dropping all thirty-six stories past his feet.” The atmosphere is one that I would love to jump inside of if I ever had the chance because it feels so bright and comforting even though there’s this tinge of angst that’s lingering in the background, but it doesn’t necessarily dull the vision of it.
Okay, rambling aside, the most integral moment that really cemented how much their friendship means to them was near the end. This entire part from here:
“What do you want to talk about?” You’re guarded, arms crossed. All Jungkook wants to do is unfold them and bring you into his arms, tickle your sides until you’re whining and laughing and giving him the affection he suddenly craves.
(If he’d hated the silence, he thinks he might hate this more. The two of you don’t fight. Bicker, certainly. Drive each other crazy for fun, definitely. But this antagonism that makes him feel like a stranger in his own home? This is new and awful.)
(He’s never wanted it more in his life and maybe that’s why it’s so strong now - need leaping five octaves in a single breath. It’s as if he’d been deprived all his life and now he’s had a taste and can’t help himself.)
To the kiss was so golden.
Also, can I say that for someone who doesn’t really talk a lot about his feelings, the small inklings about his emotions are so poignant and poetically written. When Jungkook and the mc were...you know… it felt so nice to read this:
Because this doesn’t feel anything like he expects it to. It’s still too awkward and stilted, framed by fluttering, nervous laughter and a tremor in his hands he’s never dealt with before.
And then when she calls him out for staring and he’s like “You’re really pretty.” (but then he flips the switch and calls her “pretty girl”😶...I wanted to scream into my pillow).
And then finally, the ending:
Your laughter sweeps his concerns up in its hands, folds them into neat paper cranes. It coaxes them from their hiding spots and dispels them like summer dragging over the horizon. When your hand finds his, fingers twining together - familiar, different, familiar, different - you squeeze and he swears he feels it all the way in the centre of his chest, in perfect rhythm with the erratic beat of his heart.
“We can be anything you want to be.”
…..
“Your cousin doesn’t bat an eye, pocketing the neatly folded bills. “About time.”
Jungkook thinks so too. “
This wrapped up so beautifully. My heart is just this one big bursting ball of love and I’m giving it to you on a fluffy cloud. Thank you for making my day, from the morning when I read this to now at night, when I’m able to reflect more about everything you’ve made me feel. Thank you for being so amazing. Love you, Erin!!! 💕 (also sorry that this was so long...this wasn’t supposed to happen)
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In life, there are certain things that go together, two parts that make up a whole. The sun in the sky, grandmothers and cheek kisses, chocolate when you’re sad—and you and Jeon Jungkook. Best friends since childhood, there’s never been one without the other. You’ve always existed this way, caught in each other’s orbit. Parallel lines that run side by side.
But what happens when those lines finally collide?
(or: how to lose a best friend in ten days.)
pairing. best friend!jjk x f!reader.
genre + rating. it’s a full course meal, baby! fluff, smut, baby angst, a bit of crack. the smut is pretty minor but it is explicit when it comes up.
tags / warnings. idiots to lovers, dumb ideas, jungkook is bad at feelings, slow burn, pining, oral (f receiving), this jungkook because he lives in my mind rent-free, and in vino veritas (which was my trope).
wc. … 12.8k. laughs in thinking this would be 5k.
beta reader(s). @hobi-gif because there’s no me without her and @coepiteamare because vi is too, too good to me.
author note. this is wiiiiildly late (lol) but is part of the rockin’ around the christmas tropes collab with the most wonderful group of women @underthejoon @ladyartemesia @ppersonna @untaemedqueen @xjoonchildx and @snackhobi. i hope you will check out their incredible works because they deserve all the support in the world and i am so very lucky to have been involved in this. if you enjoy it, feedback goes a long way. tysm! 💖💖
Jeon Jungkook is four bites into his meal when he almost chokes, the half-chewed bite of meat getting caught somewhere in the back of his throat, threatening to send him to a far too early grave. He’s three delirious gulps of water deep when he asks you to repeat what you’ve just said, staring at you with the biggest roundest eyes anyone’s ever seen, shining like a beacon in the night, a solar flare that eclipses everything else around it. He’s silent for a total of five seconds - or so he thinks - before he’s laughing, scoffing so loudly it disrupts Eevee, your lazy Maine Coon, and sends her bolting from her spot by his feet.
“You’re kidding me.” Because he can’t even begin to fathom what you’ve just said, make sense of the ludicrous suggestion you’ve made.
This, coming from the guy who has been your best friend for the last seventeen years. Who has known you for almost two decades and who, by sheer idiot osmosis, has been privy to every harebrained scheme you’ve ever dreamt up. Who has, often against his will, suffered through all your crazy 4 a.m. suggestions, nodded along half-asleep as you’d prattled on and on about things that hardly made sense in the light of day but fared even worse beneath a blanket of dazed sleepiness.
(And you’d had a lot of bad ideas. From your absurd fried chicken restaurant - where you’d use vacuum tubes to send food to people’s tables - to your non-whiteboard whiteboard desk - made for the everyday office person - he’s seen it all. Talked you off ledges and rebuked your half-hearted requests for him to be your angel investor.
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He hopes he isn’t the only one this high above the clouds. He wants you there with him, floating without a care.
I actually ended up waking up in the middle of the night and reading this at like 4am. My brain just felt a shift in the force (or however the Star wars saying goes. My friend would literally be on my ass if he saw this), but honestly, I feel as if it's always been that way whenever you upload fics in the middle of the night and I think it's kinda cool.
Even though this is only the first part, there's sooo much potential to see where this goes. At the end of it, I was already creating a mind map of what I think may happen and I'm 110% sure that it's wrong, but I'm so excited to read and experience the journey you created for these characters. The way you write is so beautifully realistic and raw, and I feel a bit vulnerable whenever I read any work of yours, which isn't a bad thing at all. It's just your diction, the way it breaches beyond my surface level thinking and experiences of certain emotions, and the way you perfectly place every word and every sentence in your art that makes everything feel whole and beautiful in whatever way is true to the story. So thank you!! I’ve always enjoyed reading things by you because of this.
I can't wait to see what happens next, Fal! Sending you lots of love!! 🥰💕🏒
Face-Off (Chapter One)
Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader x Namjoon
Summary: a collection of drabbles. a complicated situation is exacerbated when the team’s newest transfer comes to town.
Word Count: 1,744
Genre/AU/Warnings: angst. smut. fluff. college au. hockey players. love triangle. established relationship (?) unconventional relationship. jealousy & pining. lots of hook ups. tbh one or both love interests might hook up with other characters that aren’t the reader and if you don’t like that, don’t read. no infidelity but the relationship dynamics are complicated. lots of insecurities and clashing male egos. sex is at times weaponized/used as retaliation for hurt feelings. there are nice things too I promise.
A/N: a special thanks to @hobi-gif for beta-ing for me. everyone say THANK YOU HOPE 😘
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Jungkook appreciates all the things that had to go right, to get you here. In his bed. First, there was the transfer he was all too apprehensive about. It’s not that he didn’t like his last university, but he’d outgrown the small town, his underperforming team and if he was going to be taken seriously as a hockey player, this move was a necessary one. Still, change can be a scary thing and as it stood, Jungkook had it pretty good at his last school.
Second, there was the fortuitous opportunity to move into an apartment with one of his new teammates. He had practically jumped at the chance to move on from dorm living, eager for the privacy of his own bedroom. Not to mention, said teammate being in classes for another few hours. This left Jungkook with ample time to get up to no good in their empty apartment.
And last, but certainly not least, there was the empty seat in class last week. The empty seat next to you and that killer fucking smile of yours. Jungkook was a little startled by the fact there hadn’t been a pile up of people eager to get next to you but their loss was only his gain. Jungkook’s never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
He counts his lucky fucking stars as he staves off what is bound to be the best orgasm he’s had in recent memory. Really, he hadn’t meant for this to happen. Not yet, anyway. Truly he’d only asked you to come over to watch this movie for your film class to get to know you a little better. If he was lucky he’d end the night with your number. A kiss maybe, if he was really shooting for the stars. But the situation that’s quite literally landed in his lap is far beyond any expectation he could have cooked up in his fucked out brain.
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“Seriously, dude it is not fucking worth it. I don’t care how good the sex was. Trust me when I tell you to leave that alone.”
Okay so this was just a thought that I had before I went to bed because I knew that I would probably miss the release of the second part of this series, but there's a trailer of a Masterclass with Margaret Atwood that I watched about a year ago and within the first ten seconds, she switches the beginning of the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood by starting off with, "It was dark inside of the wolf". When I first listened to this, I immediately got chills because who would've ever thought to think of something darker than what was already told by this story? Who would've ever thought to already take such a classic tale and change only the most minuscule of words to make it that much different yet so much more sinister? And I think that brings me to what I'm trying to say here. There are so many stories about friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, ones about sports, ones using particular universes. And I think it's the fact that no matter how similar each one may seem from the outside, it's the writer that makes each story told within unique and special. There will be no other story like Little Red Riding Hood or the Great Gatsby or Moby Dick, Frankenstein, etc., just like how there will be no other story like this one. And I know that we spoke a little bit about this, but I hope you are proud of each part you release and that your worries are minimal. I'm so proud of you even though this is only the second part, but I'm faithfully looking forward to seeing what happens next, seeing if my mind map is somewhat correct, but most of all, coming along and enjoying the journey you have planned.
I also just realized that I have said nothing about this part in particular, but the ending really captured my attention because it’s like, let’s say hypothetically Jungkook does come out on top, what will be the cost? His place on the team? His friendships? I’m really curious about that. I also liked how you said that the main character doesn’t need saving and that she's her own person, and I think that's something to be kept in mind throughout this entire series, so thank you Fal!! I’m sending you lots of love and I can’t wait to see what happens next.💕
Face-Off (Chapter Two)
Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader x Namjoon
Summary: a collection of drabbles. a complicated situation is exacerbated when the team’s newest transfer comes to town.
Series Genre/AU/Warnings: angst. smut. fluff. college au. hockey players. love triangle. established relationship (?) unconventional relationship. jealousy & pining. lots of hook ups. tbh one or both love interests might hook up with other characters that aren’t the reader and if you don’t like that, don’t read. no infidelity but the relationship dynamics are complicated. lots of insecurities and clashing male egos. sex is at times weaponized/used as retaliation for hurt feelings. there are nice things too I promise.
Chapter Warnings: brief voyeurism, explicit sexual content, language, excessive drinking.
A/N: collegiate hockey season doesn’t usually start until October but for the purposes of this fic, the season starts soon after the beginning of the Fall semester. Also, a duster is a player who rides the bench, a puck bunny is a a hockey groupie.
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Tonight had been a little weird. Fun, yes, but definitely weird. Jungkook was under the impression you’d be with him tonight. He texted you earlier to confirm your attendance and when he offered to send you the address, you responded to let him know you already had it. Weird, he thought but then again you’re not the new one at this school. Maybe you’ve partied at the captain’s place before.
Then he saw you, fleetingly amidst the other partygoers. You hadn’t texted him that you’d arrived. In fact, it didn’t even really seem like you were looking for him. Weird again, but Jungkook had hope in his heart that by the end of the night, he’d have the entirety of your attention. Really, he was more than confident that you’d both end back up in his bed. So if you wanted to play cat and mouse in the meantime, he’d acquiesce.
With a smug smile on his lips, he busied himself with making conversation elsewhere. Time went on though. Time went on and soon Jungkook lost sight of your smiling face. This wasn’t part of the game he was hoping to play. He figured you would have at least acknowledged the text he shot off earlier from across the room. Surely you would have come to find him when you saw the complimentary, yet playful message. But still, there was radio silence. Weird.
It was then, he supposed, he’d take matters into his own hands.
‘Don’t go looking for trouble’ was not what Jungkook expected to hear when inquiring about your whereabouts. And yet, like a liquored up fool, he decided that Seokjin must have been joking. From the little he knew about the Defenseman and co-host of tonight’s party, he loved messing around with the younger teammates. Jungkook, new as he may be, was no exception. So, rosy cheeked and more than a little tipsy, he laughed it off as a jestful jab and made the trek through the apartment to find you. And find you, he did.
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《“One day, you’ll look at me and there won’t be sadness in your gaze. I promise, Y/N."》
To be honest, there haven't been a lot of Ex-Husband fics that have captured my attention. I also haven't been on the lookout nor read said Ex-husband fics before, so I feel like I just invalidated myself lol. But when it comes to you and whatever you conjure up in your mind Shanna, I will always take the time and sit down to read them because they are just so refreshing. You write in a way that makes me want to both lay out in the sun and drink a strawberry smoothie but also curl up in bed when it's dark with wine and my favorite candy in hand.
This piece was a sweet and dark mix of love and lust. Of hurt and heartbreak. Of what it feels like to miss someone who had meant so much to you and end up falling back into old routines. I've never been in a breakup, but I do know what it’s like to lose someone. Almost everything reminds you of them and it’s easy to fall back into past habits, especially in this case when the history between Jungkook and the reader is so throughout and detailed. Marked with memories that are hard to just dismiss after everything that they've been through.
Even though this was only a snapshot into their story, you could see so much through their history and just the way they acted in this particular moment. And even though the reader may be lying to her friend Irene, I’m happy that at the very least, she isn’t lying to herself about how she feels.
P.S.-I also read what you wrote regarding their future, and I'm glad that she and Jungkook were able to find each other again in a new light. I'm just so in love with this and the way you write and the stories you’re able to create, Shanna.
Thank you so much, Shanna, for sharing this. This was amazing!!! I'm also can't wait to read Exes and Superher-o's II and Love to Hate soon🥰. Sending love 💕
Liars and Fire (M)
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: Ex-Husband!AU / Angst / Smut
Warnings (Smut): oral (female receiving), some nipple play, fingering, delayed/withheld orgasms
Warnings (Other): mentions of miscarriage, mentions of therapy, slight jealousy from jungkook
Synopsis: It’s been nearly a year since your divorce was finalized. Why, then, do you still find yourself falling into bed with your ex?
Word Count: 3,190
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