If I Told You | Jjk

if i told you | jjk

summary: in order to pay for university, jeon jungkook decides to market his most valuable asset to the wealthy socialites of campus: himself. donning a suit and tie, tousled hair, and glasses (to look smarter), he becomes every rich daughter’s dream: the perfect boyfriend to bring to balls, dinners, and business gatherings. all while you watch from the sidelines, only able to dream of having that much money to buy yourself what you really want: him.

{friends to lovers!au, college!au}

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader genre: fluff, comedy, angst, we’ve got it all folks word count: 22k warnings: slightly underage alcohol consumption, mention of words that could be spoken on an crime documentary series but nothing graphic, ravioli-stealing, idiots to lovers, as per usual a/n: finally! here is the long awaited jungkook fic that i have literally been slaving over since the beginning of january. was this fic supposed to be 10k? yes. did i somehow end up writing 22k anyway? of course! in any case, please enjoy my absolute baby who i love and cherish!

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This was such a great read Vivi!

I love how you got to see how namjoon and the mc played both roles: a friend and a potential lover. The text conversation between her and her friends made me giggle. Lina, Cat, and Mila sound so cool and witty and it was a nice touch before the smut. The initial confusion to letting all barriers down was amazing. The smut was hot and sexy and needy and passionate, and at this point I'm wishing them the best!!

Thank you again Vivi! I really enjoyed this💕💕💕

What Friends Are For (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Synopsis: Your best friend tells you that he’s never had a blowjob before and you take it upon yourself to be a “good friend.” Because that’s why you offered - to be a good friend. Definitely not because you secretly have feelings for him…

Genre/AU: smut, non-idol au, best friends au

Word Count: 3.1k

Rating: 18+

Warnings: (I went a little wild, sorry not sorry lol) explicit language, oral (female and male receiving), fingering, rough sex, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, cum play, choking, nipple/breast play, hair pulling, top reader

Other: This commission is a part of @ficswithluv​’s Changes With Luv project and is for Sam @himbeaux-joon​, thank you again for your donation and I hope you enjoy!

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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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When Namjoon works another few inches into you, you genuinely think there might be no end to his dick. That he’ll still be giving it to you by the time winter break is over, and then you’ll have to explain to your parents exactly why you’re on academic probation. But then he eases two fingers over your clit, massaging with exactly enough pressure to make you whine around Yoongi’s cock and you think eh, you could take a gap year.

To be completely honest, I needed to take an extra five minutes for me to gather my thoughts and turn them into something comprehensible because Rain….you’ve wrecked me in the best way possible.

I can tell that you enjoyed writing this one. I could see it in the little bits of personality you’ve weaved in here and it’s something that made this piece all the better. 

Standing before you, he’s certainly tenting those sweatpants now, the imprint of his cock so obvious you wonder if he’s wearing any underwear at all. Or if he’s just that big. Both? You lick your lips appreciatively at the thought. Maybe Emile Camuset has some rights after all.

This line made me snort a little, and so did the part about the MicRib 💀💀💀💀. This was honestly so perfect to read and to indulge in these fantasies because you executed them so wonderfully I’m at a loss for words. From historical aus to this, you continually amaze me with the amount of talent you have. And from the bottom of my heart, I sincerely thank you for making my day with each and every story you post. I’m giving you so much love and appreciation right now.

(sidenote: I not sure why I keep coming back to this: “are you ready for the second? Or is that too much?” He sounds breathless himself as he eyes your cunt and how it leaks arousal, just waiting for him. But he doesn’t want to hurt you. Never does. But I am and now my heart is soft).

Anyways my sweet and precious Rain. I think I’ve been rambling for far too long, so with that, I’m sending you another infinite wave of my love💕 Thank you so much again!!! I appreciate you so much!!!💕💕💕💕

Right Here, Right Now {M}

what if little Red wants to get eaten by the big bad wolves?

pairing: rapline x reader genre: smut, pwp, humor words: 8k contains: werewolf au, college au, massive 🍆s, knotting, oral (f & m), dirty talk, too much talk about bulges, a bit of a breeding kink, double penetration, humor, it’s me so they’re still kinda sweet, not actually a fairytale au a/n: my brain decided it was time to (temporarily) throw all plot out the window & indulge in some pure filth. i have no excuses. enjoy!!

Whoever invented sweatpants, specifically the light grey ones (Emile Camuset), can fuck right off. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Fuck right off. Because if it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be sitting here under your best friend’s arm, trying your best not to stare at the bulge that seems determined to steal your attention.

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damn the delivery boy.

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk / Reader.

Genre: Expecting Parents AU / Fluff and Non-explicit smut.

Summary: Jeon Jeongguk is a computer science major working as a pizza delivery boy, and you are an uninspired published author who has just started an art degree. When you realise that the delivery boy is your old high school crush, he keeps coming back, but with more to offer than just puff pastry and vegetarian supreme. Though little did he know that he would end up giving you something much more that flips both of your worlds completely upside down in the form of two blue lines and nine months.

Count: 9,656 words.

month one.

Two lines.

The second is a little faint, but it is there, undeniably there, growing stronger by the second as your heart sinks deeper into the pit of your stomach and suddenly you are keeling over the sink, throwing up a combination of panic and regret. You wipe your mouth, sit back on the closed lid of the toilet, shut your eyes and take a deep breath, holding it until your lungs burn and your lashes fly back apart to look at the test still shaking between your fingertips.

There, right before your eyes, two fucking blue lines protruding like two middle fingers, poking up at you and saying – Congratulations sucker, you are pregnant!

Twenty-three years old and pregnant.

You throw up again.

This has got to be the biggest mistake of your life.

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Jahni!! I can't believe I missed this update, but wow was this one good.

I love the direction that this is going towards and I love how Yoongi is like a spirit guide of sorts. Giving her-pretty harsh-tough love, but I feel like it's especially needed. She's basically facing against someone who can match her energy. Push her buttons and annoy her like no one else can. I think it's pretty cool that Yoongi is there for that and I curious to see how their relationship develops along with Hoseok and Namjoon.

And awww! Poor Hoseok! I just dont want him to be brokenhearted anymore and I hope that soon she'll loosen up on him. On the other hand, I'm also waiting for Namjoon to blow up at her because I feel like Yoongi will be in the background laughing and clapping his hands the entire time.

Thank you Jahni for another wonderful part! I cant wait to see what happens in the next one!!!💕💕💕

pairing. ceo!reader x personal assistant!kim namjoon (feat. jung hoseok)

genre. fwb!au, ceo!au, enemies to lovers!au (?), angst, smut.

word count. 3.900 words.

chapter summary. after struggling to figure out what’s happening to you, you’re met with a ghost who voices his opinions a bit too much.

contains. a mean reader, brokenhearted hoseok, unhealthy relationships, light mentions of smut. 

notes. i was feeling a bit iffy on this chapter, but i’m glad with how it ended up a bit. it’s not as long as i wanted it to be, but that’s fine. i’m also in the process of making a playlist for this fic even though im a bit too late for that??? idk, lmao. mayhaps even a moodboard too???

&&. check out these aesthetics that @whaeverthe​ made for this fic !!! they’re so beautiful and im so appreciative and thankful, owo !!

credit. credit to my soulmate, my love, my baby, @masterninjacow​ for helping me out with every chapter so far. go read some of her work, yall! she’s really talented. 

series masterlist | chapter two / chapter four.

一 CHAPTER THREE / DAY THREE.

8:00 AM. The moment you enter your office, you head straight to the swivel chair to plop down on it. Nearly falling out of it, you manage to catch yourself and just take the time to breath. You’re heavily breathing and feel that with every breath you take, you’re running out of oxygen. Another day with Hoseok waking up in bed and another day or rejecting his love. Another day of the same people standing in line waiting for ages for coffee because the machine broke down. Another day of entering the office and Namjoon hasn’t arrived at work yet. Maybe he won’t show, you tell yourself. Maybe that will be different this day.

You’re trying to be hopeful, but the phone rings and when you answer it, it’s the same voice as yesterday and the day before. It’s the same girl that has been reporting you of Namjoon’s tardiness as if this was school all over again. You cut her off, hanging up the phone completely and digging your nails into your scalp that’s in a desperate need of attention. With an exasperated sigh, you feel like crying. You don’t, though. Instead, you try to pull yourself together and turn on your desktop. The same date as the last two days and the same alert for your meeting with JackFruit. Immediately, you turn it off. You don’t think you can go through another day of this.

“For such a smart and successful woman that’s paved her way to the top, you’re fucking dumb if you still haven’t realized what’s happening to you,” a voice rings out. Looking up, you see a man slouching in the chair across from you. Pale skin, cat like eyes and jet black hair, he’s staring at you with a smirk on his face. Slouching, he adorns an all black suit and if you weren’t so frightened by who this stranger is, you’d compliment him on his attire. Instead, you’re screaming from the top of your lungs and jumping out of your chair to fall to the ground.

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