Aphrodite In War | 02

aphrodite in war | 02

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

genre: comedy, fluff, angst, eventual smut / greek life, fake dating, roommates, lovers to enemies and back to lovers au

word count: 14,243

description: Everyone knew about the war that had been brewing on the edge of campus for the past two years. Sorority versus Fraternity; a showdown for the ages. However, when the escalating antics between them yields the consequence of possible suspensions for both chapters, the presidents of each house must come together to try and figure out how to end this battle… Which is kind of hard, considering they were the ones responsible for it in the first place.

note: here is an audio post of a beautiful song with lyrics inspired by AiW, which was written by one of my lovely readers!

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Red, hot anger had curled its way around your bones, forcibly moving your limbs until you somehow found yourself standing in front of the Lambda house with a single pair of heart-covered boxers in hand; murderous intent leaving Jungkook’s voice indiscernible in the distance as you’d left him standing in front of the defiled Tri Delt house. Maybe he was telling you to wait for him while he began to pull down the rest of the countless pairs of boxers that were plastered along the outside of the sorority. Or maybe he was telling you to not go inside because it would only make it worse to have the furious president of Tri Delt waking up dozens of Lambdas at seven in the morning. You genuinely couldn’t tell what he was shouting as you ripped the front door of the fraternity open and stomped inside. 

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things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

date me | jjk [one, preview]

“when obnoxiously rich and spoiled frat boy jeon jungkook comes up to you one day and asks you to fake date him for money, you definitely should have said no. because before you knew it, you were going on insta dates with him and having lunch with his equally obnoxiously rich and spoiled friends.”

genre: fratboy! AU, fake dating! AU, college! AU, rich kid! AU, enemies to lovers! AU, angst, fluff

pairing: jungkook x female reader

estimated word count: 50k (could be more since this is a series!)

warnings: reader hates jungkook’s guts

a/n: to be added to the taglist, shoot me a message/ask! if you want to be removed from it, shoot me a message/ask again

“What’s your favourite-”

“Shouldn’t we figure out the details of,” you gestured around, unable to quite find the words, “you know.”

Jeon Jungkook paused before smiling at you. “Want to make this as quick as possible, don’t you?”

“Yes,” you said without missing a beat.

He raised a brow at you, clearly amused. “So embarrassed to be seen with me in public, huh?”

And again, “Yes.”

This time, Jeon Jungkook didn’t follow up your reply with a chuckle, but rather snorted and ran a hand through his hair.

“Well, I appreciate your honesty,” he said with a tilt of his head, and reached for the cup of coffee he had offered to you just seconds ago. You cringed when he smacked his lips together, the sound making your entire skin crawl.

“Okay, so, tell me,” Jeon Jungkook said and gestured for you to go on. You blinked at him and furrowed your brows.

“What’s that supposed to mean? What am I supposed to tell you?” you asked with a slight edge in your voice.

“Oh, who are you trying to fool, Y/N?” Jeon Jungkook smiled. “Let’s not pretend like you haven’t drawn up a contract or something already and written down every condition you’ve got. I see you with your colour coordinated flash cards and folders and super neat and rewritten notes.”

“How do you know I colour-” You clammed your mouth shut and shook your head. “Whatever.”

“I’m right, am I not?” Jeon Junkook asked and you weren’t sure if you cursed underneath your breath because when you leaned down to unzip your bag, your zipper jammed or because of him. After a few tries, you managed to unzip your bag and with a hollow thud, you threw your notebook on the table before flipping it open.

You didn’t bother to turn it around when Jeon Jungkook tried to read what you had already written down, but judging from his smile, he had, surprisingly, no problem.

“’Y/L/N Y/N’s And Jeon Jungkook’s Fake Dating Contract’, huh?” Jeon Jungkook laughed, smug as ever, and raised his brows at you, giving you a look. “Why ‘Y/L/N’s and Jeon Jungkook’s’? Don’t tell me you’ve got fake dating contracts with other people as well.”

“Plenty,” you deadpanned.

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last christmas | ksj x reader

summary: it was bound to happen, eventually. after months of near misses at barbecues and birthdays, there’s no avoiding your ex-husband at hoseok’s annual christmas bash. but it’s fine, totally fine, because you’re both adults – and you’ve both brought dates and booze. what could go wrong?

pairing: seokjin x reader

word count: 9.0K

rating: 18+

genre: exes to lovers, smut, snark, snarky smut, extra snark

warnings:  SNARK, neurotic!hoseok, instigator!yoongi, angelic!namjoon, one super sexy baby lady, emotional constipation, sexual repression, one ill-timed waxing, bickering during banging, sniping during smutting, fighting during f – let me not beat a dead horse here – unprotected sex, bad manners, inconsiderate behavior, terrible accounting jokes, no actual sweaters were harmed in the making of this fic

a/n: hey, you! wanna read something super silly and smutty? FANTASTIC. this is my contribution to the “rockin’ around the christmas tropes” collab. my trope is EXES TO LOVERS and this is my take on the madness. i really love and admire the authors in this collab so much @untaemedqueen​ @ladyartemesia​ @ppersonna @underthejoon @yeojaa @snackhobi and the boo who is not an author but still every bit as vital to our stories, @hobi-gif 💕

“We’re one week out and you still haven’t told me what I can bring, Hobi.”

You drop a bag of tomatoes into the basket hooked into the crook of your arm as you balance your phone between your chin and shoulder.  

“Bring booze,” Hoseok mutters.  He sighs deeply before adding, “Bring a lot of booze, actually.”

The little old lady trailing behind you is unprepared for the abrupt stop you make in front of the bananas. She scowls as she’s forced to sidestep and you shoot her an apologetic look.

“Hoseok,” you drag his full name out slowly, carefully.  “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Your knuckles go white around the onion in your hand as you wait through his uneasy silence.  

“It means… that Seokjin is going to be there.”

The tantrum you have right in the produce section of Dongdaemun Market is quick and soundless – just a few frantic seconds in which you rip the phone away from your ear and shake it violently mid-air. Beside you, the old lady goes from scowling to smirking as she grabs her bananas.  

You shoot her another look – this time dirty – as you press the phone back to your ear and do your best to sound casual.

“Oh?” 

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clairvoyant. (m) part one.

part two. part three.

Author’s note: I have no idea where this came from or where it’s going *shrug* I do know it’ll contain drugs, alcohol and smut, with angst so there ya go! Also not sure who it’ll be centered around so enjoy the mystery.

Word count: 3k

The smell of cigarette smoke was overwhelming in his bedroom despite the incense he had that he swore would mask the smell, it clearly wasn’t doing much. You were sat facing him on the floor, your legs tucked underneath your bum as you held the clamp to his lip and held a needle in your other hand, “Dude, don’t you think you should, I don’t know…take that out of your mouth when I do this?” 

His eyes looked everywhere but at you, bouncing around the posters on his wall to his dirty hamper in the corner, literally anywhere but your eyes because he was terrified. “It helps calm my nerves, there’s no way in hell I’m taking this out of my mouth. Thanks for the shitty suggestion though.”

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