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Collar Full | JJK
*thanks @namluve for the amazing banner, i love it so much and you were so patient with me ily
Pairing: Jeongguk x reader
Genre: fluff, maybe like…very light angst, f2l, college au
WC: 20k
Warnings: angst, language
Summary: Jeongguk asks you to help him make a short film for the girl he’s been crushing on which leads to one (fake) romantic summer
a/n: yay, i did it! this is my first submission for the bangtan boardwalk collab, tis a fluff piece. i’m nervous and excited to see what people think, so yeah. a big thank you to my beta @namluve for looking over some of this for me as well as @honsoolie for giving it a glimpse in the earlier stages. thank you to @mindays for dealing with me at all lmao and @hobiance i await your tasty review :D
song inspo: collar full- p!atd
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Golden film filters through waxed lenses, the call of the silver screen itching at the canister draped to your side. Fingers slip along freshly printed scripts, your eyes following the drop of dialogue as it floats through hallowed canals. The acceleration in tempo nudges at your brain, eyes pulling inward at the uneven flow. Your hand falls to scrunched shoulders, Jeongguk glancing up at you for confirmation.
“Cut!” Audible groans follow his edged tone, extras scurrying to first position while you step toward the center, lips pursed.
“What is it?” You’re addressed, tone clipped, by lead actress Kyung-Soon. Her lengthy hair tosses over sharp shoulders with an icy glare. You wince at the challenge, hours spent couped tensing the assemblage.
“Your volume was a little uneven and your pace was getting choppy near the middle of your dialogue.” You speak as Jeongguk saunters over, fingers coming to pinch the bridge of his nose, the audible scoff from the center of the floor an unwelcome precursor to unscripted dramatics. “I’m sure you’ll get it if we just take five and run it again.”
“You’ve been saying that for the past hour, I don’t know what you want from me!”
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The Boyfriend Shirt™
pairing: reader x jeon jungkook
genre/components: fluff // jungkook, your adorable fuck buddy, was ready to give his favorite white shirt up if you looked that good in it all the time
count: 3220 words
a/n: inspired by jungkook’s sinful shirt from baepsae dance practice and just fratboy jungkook // © image warning: implied sex
Jungkook never liked people touching his things. There was a system as to how he arranged and wore his things, a very organized system, which could be shattered by a single tilt to the equilibrium if anyone were to touch any of it.
In other words, he just really fucking hated people touching his things.
When he was five, he’d keep the ninja turtle figurines from the playroom all to himself, hiding them from the other kids, who incessantly cried, and earning an earful from the teacher (in his defense, she only hated him because Jungkook never got the math questions right). The pet peeve carried on to adulthood, to his four years in college. It was even more difficult to avoid getting irked by such a small detail when he was living with a handful of guys who had no sense of personal space, especially Taehyung who loved to “borrow” his underwear. Then again life had its way of changing the winds of his courses.
For one, living in a frat house was something he never pictured himself doing. Let alone, joining a frat at all. The frat he was in (thankfully) was smaller and directed more towards finding career pathways for those interested in professionally pursuing music and performance. Though, it was easy to doubt that mission statement when you saw the shenanigans that happened in the house (there was that one incident with Namjoon, a cat, and a jukebox on the roof). And not to mention the ridiculous house parties.
Aside from being part of a tight-knit brotherhood, he never thought he’d be one to do casual, though undeniably satisfying, hookups either. He always pictured himself settling down with one person, keeping it low key and mellow, and staying with them until he popped the big question. But college was a different battlefield altogether. Nobody had a set plan, and neither did he. Turns out, he was more than happy to sate his hormones with quick drunk fucks. Well, in his case, it turned out to be multiple nights with the same ‘one night stand’.
To sum it up, Jungkook had become your go-to fuck buddy.
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how many drinks? | one shot (jjk)
summary: the question is - how many drinks would it take for you to sleep with your bestfriend?
pairing: jjk x reader
genre: (18+) college au, dance group au, bestfriends/bestfriends with some benefits au | fluff, smut, sprinkle of angst
words: ~12.2k
warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, kind of crack-y, dancer!jk to fulfill my needs, unprotected sex, sprinkle of dirty talk, fingering, sprinkle of a handjob, slight biting, nails digging into skin, oc almost gets taken advantage of/forced into doing things she doesn’t wanna do, rough handling, song kang is in this too because i’m also a hooch for him but he’s an ass here, alcohol consumption, intoxication, mentions of blunts/smoking, house parties, cuddling, kissing/makeout sessions, straddling, breast/nipple play, hickeys, fucking on the edge of the bed, multiple orgasms, fingering, licking/neck kisses, oral (f. receiving)
note: one shot title is taken from miguel’s song ‘how many drinks’ + a couple of things–
both hoseok and jimin’s piece mentioned below are inspired by real-life pieces my old dance mentor has choreographed and taught. this is the inspiration behind hoseok’s couple piece; this is the inspiration for jimin’s piece
i’m a hooch for all three of them in this video
enjoy imagining koo and oc dancing part of their couples piece like this 🥺
“Y/N.” You picked up Jungkook’s call as you sat at your desk in your dorm room. You had been finishing up your bio homework until the interruption came blaring through on your headphones.
“Yes?”
“Can I nap in your room?”
“The fuck I look like? A hotel?” You snorted.
“Yeah, a 5 star at that with how good you take care of me.” He tries to butter you up, causing you to roll your eyes.
“You’re lucky I like you.”
“Yesssssssss!” You hear him faintly exclaim on the other line. “Be there in a sec.”
“You know my doors are always unlocked.” Which, it was true. So many of your friends had decided to live off campus that you and your other bestfriend [and beloved suitemate] were probably the only few left on campus. And that meant people were constantly in your room, hanging out or using both of your rooms, [with permission] or the couches in the shared living room space of your suite as a place to nap. College, amirite? Why the fuck would you lose your parking spot to go back to your apartment when you have friends who lived right on campus? You weren’t just good for smuggling free food from the cafeteria to your broke ass, struggling off-campus friends.
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Stranded | JJK | E2L
Jungkook’s offer to help you study for your exam is unwelcome. His entire presence is unwelcome. You don’t want help from the guy who passes all his classes without even trying. It’s annoying — he is annoying. From the way he grins whenever he catches you staring at him, to the way his eyes shine whenever he smiles at you. Oh, and let’s not forget the way his tattoos shift when he stretches or the way his jawline sharpens when he’s focused. Nope, you definitely can’t stand him.
›› AU: Enemies to lovers, fuck/badboy!Jungkook ›› Genre: Fluff / Smut / Angst ›› Rating: NC-17 (explicit sexual content, 18+) ›› Pairing: JJK x Reader ›› Word Count: 13k ›› Jungkook Snuggle Drabbles. Warnings Include: A lot of swearing, heavy themes of miscommunication and strong judgements, Jungkook sleeps around a lot, university related stress, brief mention of past underage drinking, emotional and romantic angst, argument, the desecration of a mug. Sexual content: Protected sex, blowjob, cunnilingus, face sitting/riding.
A/N: This one’s for you @fallinforkoo I hope that you like it!! This is not something I would usually write but the idea popped up when seeing the request so here she is! A little cliché but I hope it’s original enough. Let me know what you guys think!
“As your best friend,” Taehyung says sheepishly over the phone, “I really need you to do me a favour.”
You groan, leaning your head over the edge of the bed. “I don’t like where this is going.”
He hums. He doesn’t even laugh. There’s just a brief silence before he asks you the impossible. “I need you to invite Jungkook for the get-together on Friday.”
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The Art of War More
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: Enemies to Lovers / College!AU
Synopsis: Jeon Jungkook had messed with you for the last time. That was what you thought when the hockey team – led by the insufferable Jungkook – kicked your dance team out again from your reserved room at the gym. In retaliation, you planned a prank of epic proportions and were caught in the act by none other than Jungkook himself. Before the rift between you could grow any deeper, you accidentally overheard something you were not meant to hear. Something which overshadowed even your heated rivalry. Faced with the choice between obvious wrong and teaming up with your worst enemy – you reluctantly chose the latter. But what will you do when feelings you once thought of as hatred become something decidedly… not?
Warnings: oral (male and female), nipple play, fingering, big cock, dirty talk, a TINY bit of degradation (maybe?), denied orgasm, light clit slapping, Jungkook has tattoos
TW: blackmail, commentary on male/female power dynamics, college drinking
Word Count: 42,435
Author’s Note: This one shot was requested as part of my fundraising initiative for BLM. Know that this fight is not over and we still have tons of work to do. If you can still donate, please do so. If you’re living in the US, ensure you’re registered to vote at TurboVote.Org.
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Undercurrent | jjk (m)
◊ Pairing: oceanological geographer!jungkook x marine biologist!reader
◊ Genre: angst, fluff and smut / best friends to lovers / post college AU
◊ Rating: 18+ / nsfw
◊ Word Count: 43.6k (literally a monster)
◊ Summary: After a year and six months of sea fare and many more nights of sunken eyes that had been dotted with the black shadings of sleeplessness that you’d helped to nurse him because of, the fruits of your best friend’s efforts had earned him the completion of his mission to map the entire eastern seaboard. In all his work, though, Jungkook has not gotten the chance to dive at many of the areas scattered around the ocean in the vastness of the seas. You decide to take him to a previously unmarked, unmapped sector of the sea after following his own nautical charts. The catch is this: you’re afraid of the water. What happens when you find yourself following after him and into the arms of the sea after years of pent up sexual frustration that you blame entirely on him?
◊ Warnings: shark attack (no one is harmed because kook is a strong boy who feels it is his duty to protect his one true love), jungkook briefly passes out due to loss of oxygen (I promise no one gets hurt in this), dom!jungkook, possessive/jealous!jungkook, big cock!jungkook, sub!reader, loss of virginity for reader, lots of dirty talk, teasing, praise, fingering, grinding, thigh riding, brief masturbation (male and female), cunnilingus/oral sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, kids), breast/nipple play, biting (there’s literally only one but yeah), marking through hickeys, sucking, pussy stretching, rough and possessive sex, begging, muscle kink, scratching, light choking, cum feeding/eating, manhandling, pinning down, multiple orgasms, wet and messy sex
◊ A/N: Hello, everyone! This is my first member x reader fic that I’ve ever written, so I hope that I did well with this. I blame my overwhelming horniness for Jungkook on…whatever this is, lol. He really brings out the sap (and the fucking hoe, let’s be honest) in me, but yeah! Anyway, this took me about two weeks to write and I worked very hard on it to make it as good as I possibly could for you guys, so please enjoy it and let me know what you think as I value your input. Even if you all find a fraction of the behemoth enjoyment that I had while writing this, I will be happy. For those of you on mobile that might have trouble reading, you can find my fic here.
I wrote this entirely to Jungkook’s “My Time,” BTS’s “Louder Than Bombs” and to the remix of Chaøs called “ without you.” Please take a listen to any of those to set the mood for the fic if you are someone that likes to read with music as I do.
-Written for the Summer Bucketlist event hosted by @jamaisjoons
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new romantics
PART OF THE REPUTATION SERIES
summary: Jeon Jungkook will go down in history as one of the best Quidditch players that ever graced the Hogwarts scene. it seems like he always gets what he wants—his life is very predictable in that sense. what he cannot predict, however, is the newest weekend employee wiping down the tables at the Three Broomsticks.
pairing: jungkook x fem!reader
genre: hogwarts au, quidditch player!jungkook, enemies to lovers au | fluff/angst
warnings: jungkook is lowkey a fratboy, slow burn, there’s angst but let’s be real this is me so there’s a happy ending don’t worry
word count: 24k
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Sunday Morning
Every Sunday, Jeongguk went to the laundry room. The space was empty, a peace he could only find in the early hours of the day, but the quietude didn’t last long when his heart beat a little faster at the sight of you.
▸ PAIRING: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader
▸ RATING & GENRE: PG-15 / GA ; Fluff, College AU
▸ WORD COUNT: 6,895 words
▸ A/N: A soft, unadulterated tribute to Jeongguk’s obsession with laundry. Story is told in snippets of mornings over weeks in a semester. Jeongguk is a music major and all his covers are linked so please enjoy ♥︎
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as i told you | oneshot
pairing: footballer!jungkook x cheerleader!reader word count: 9.7k themes & genres: enemies to lovers + college + roommate!au | fluff warning(s): none synopsis:
Jeon Jungkook: junior, rising star quarterback, no.1 on the list of People You Cannot Stand.
Also, your new roommate.
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The truth of the matter was this: the thought of strangling Jeon Jungkook with your bare hands had probably crossed your mind too often to be considered remotely healthy.
It hadn’t even been difficult; heck, you were only mildly resisting the urge to throttle him on your first meeting. Not surprising, given that he had been riding his bike at a million miles per hour and had rammed into your unsuspecting self by means of an introduction.
You remembered many things, like how your entire term’s worth of notes had gone flying into the air before landing ungracefully in every direction possible, how you had to nurse a bruise the size of Texas on your ass for two whole weeks, and also how dreamy the brunet had looked until he opened his mouth and it all went to shit.
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You’re The 1 (4 Me) | Jungkook
⇢ 8.5k
⇢ Jungkook never dealt in fractions, only in wholes.
Waking up to your boyfriend already stretching in his yellow duckie pajama bottoms was an obvious indication of one thing and one thing only: today was game day. Being the star quarterback of the university’s team as a junior, Jeon Jungkook was under a great deal of stress for today’s big game.
“I don’t think Mr. Quackers likes being stretched out like that,” you mused, sitting up from the comfort of his bed that you usually found yourself in the night before a game. Something about cuddling you allows him to sleep better and gives him good luck. You think it’s just an excuse to keep you from leaving his dorm at 2 in the morning.
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Oops | JJK (M)
+ Pairing: Jungkook x Female!Reader + Genre: College AU, smut, some fluff, strangers to lovers + Word count: 6k + Rating: 18+ (MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED) + Warnings: Shower sex, fingering, cursing, unprotected sex + Summary: You don’t know who the wonderful voice singing in the shower is, but you need to know + A/N: So I love me a classic college AU. It’s my first fic I’ve written to completion in like 5 years so I am amazed I did it.
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» i wish i missed my ex - jungkook scenario
Jeon Jungkook - BTS
words - 18k
genre - college!au, friends to lovers!au, fakeboyfriend!au, fluff if you squint real real hard, smut, angst i think(?),slowburn
warnings - alcohol consumption / oral sex (fem receiving) / dom!jjk / edging / vulgar language / crazy exes?? (it’s not what u think) / attemped sexual assault - not in detail
soundtracks - mahalia, i wish i missed my ex / summer walker, girls need love / sam smith ft normani, dancing with a stranger
A familiar series of pings emitted from your phone, breaking through the peaceful slumber you’d slipped into. Weekends were the only days you could sleep in and therefore you really cherished the moments were you hid underneath the warmth of your blankets and ignored the world. So, rightfully, your eyes snapped open with a disgruntled groan floating from your lips, a wave of irritation hitting your still sleeping brain. You reached out for the device, hand slapping at the bedside table in vain until your fingers wrapped themselves around the cool metal of your phone.
Seven messages from your ex awaited your gaze. Sunghoon had a tendency to call when you ignored his messages for long but you couldn’t be bothered to read through them right at this moment.
With a groan of annoyance, you tossed the phone onto the bed covers and crawled right back into the cocoon of warmth you’d formed. He really didn’t get the hint that you didn’t want to speak to him anymore, did he?
It took a total of two minutes for you to fall right back asleep which was immediately interrupted by blaring sound of your phone ringing. Without a glance at the screen, you grabbed it and hit the answer button.
“What do you want?” The statement came out harsher than you intended, but he deserved it for calling you at ungodly hours on the weekend.
“Well sorry to wake you up, princess,” Responded a familiar voice that instantly dissipated the furnace of anger that had begun to burn within in your chest.
“Jungkook?” You asked, sneaking a peek at your phone.
“The one and only.” You could hear his shit-eating grin from here.
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Edacity | jjk (m)
Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader
Genre: platter of smut, the barest hint of fluff and the tiniest garnishment of angst / nonidol!au / college!au
Rating: 18+ / nsfw
Word Count: 8.2k
Summary: After a rough day at college in your biochemistry class, you come home to your boyfriend, who is sweetly making you dinner. In his efforts to help calm you down, he only riles you up when you realize that it’s not the food you’re hungry for…it’s him.
Warnings: dom!jungkook, possessive!jungkook, jealous!jungkook, big cock!jungkook, sub!reader, lots of dirty talk (let’s face it I love that shit), praising, fingering, grinding, fellatio (cock sucking), cock worship (just a smidge), unprotected sex (reader has a birth control implant in her arm but Koo doesn’t like condoms, so yeah), breast/nipple play, nipping, marking via hickeys, sucking, pussy stretching, rough and possessive sex, begging, muscle kink, scratching, precum play if that’s a thing, manhandling, pinning down, cursing, wet and messy sex (kind of), degradation kink (koo calls you a slut a couple times but that’s about it), size kink, hair pulling
A/N: This fic is brought to you by 201008 Jungkook from the “Savage Love” video he posted. I saw it, got horny and then wrote this filth. Blame him for this, not me. Also, please let me know what you guys think. Your feedback means more to me than you know. Tagging @nervouskiwi , @tricethecharm and @nightshadevinter per their request!
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Another banger from this author. Nerdy subby soft cute JK is my kryptonite 😭
18+ / mdi
content: loser!jungkook, sub!jungkook, softdom!reader, afab reader, loss of virginity, smut, dry humping, handjob, penetrative sex, etc.
part 1, part 2, part 3
wc: 1894
a/n: this wasnt proofread at all so pls excuse any mistakes</3
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"o-oh, i don't think we should-"
"you don't want to?", you pouted at the wide eyed boy under you, hand on his chin as you made him look straight into your eyes.
"it's not that- it's just that, uh, i- i wouldnt want to be disrespectful or anything," he stumbled over his words, bunny teeth biting into his bottom lip.
you chuckled patronizingly, readjusting yourself on his lap and making him let out a low hiss at the movement.
"it's okay, bunny. we're just having fun, right? nothing wrong with it if we both want it, hmm?", your hands went down to his dress shirt, playing with the collar, undoing the very top button, "plus, we did make a deal, didn't we, bunny?"
oh, right. the deal.
jungkook's eyes almost rolled back at the implication of the agreement you had unexpectedly dropped onto his lap a few days ago.
your grade for your statistics class had somehow dropped below average somewhere along the semester, which caused your professor to recommend some tutoring to you, claiming that you'd likely not be able to graduate if you failed this class, as it was a requirement.
being in your senior year of college, failing was not a risk you could take, so you pleaded with your professor to assign you a tutor, whomever he deemed the smartest. that's when jungkook came into the picture.
by all means, jungkook could easily be described as a loser. his only friends were fellow members of the anime club, taehyung and jimin, equally as virginal as himself. more than anything, jungkook was just incredibly socially awkward, leading him to a life of loserdom as he made no friends and zero good impressions in life. this led him to dedicate all his efforts to school and give up on any social endeavors.
when the professor had asked him to tutor one of his lower-graded students, jungkook had no issue with it. he was offered extra credit if he did so, so it just seemed like a win-win situation to him. it wasnt until jungkook was told it'd be you he'd be tutoring that he began to have a problem with it.
now, jungkook didn't know you, he simply knew of you. so what if he had a crush on you? he didn't need to know the ins and outs of your personality to be into you.
except he kind of did.
to be quite frank, jungkook had a slight obsession with you ever since meeting you at orientation a few years ago. his friends were aware of his crush on you, always teasing him for taking the same classes you did just to get a glimpse of you whenever he could.
how did he find out your schedule? as ashamed as he was to admit it, he had wrongfully used his power as an administrative assistant on campus. he knew he wasnt supposed to, but he couldnt help in looking up your name and saving your schedule for future use.
unfortunately, jungkook never did anything other than coordinate your schedules. he was far too shy to even make eye contact with you, having never even introduced himself to you.
and now he had to tutor you. alone in your room as you sat side by side.
at least that was what he had pictured, not this. not you catching onto his crush immediately and proposing you pay him back for his efforts in the form of taking his virginity.
he could've sworn he almost had a heart attack when you'd shamelessly suggested it, somehow clocking both his crush and his virginal state within twenty minutes of your first session.
that session had ended quickly after that, with jungkook sheepishly accepting with a desperate nod and receiving a chaste kiss on his cheek as a goodbye.
and now you straddled him while he sat on your bed, hands shyly holding onto your hips.
"y-yeah, the deal," he breathed through his nose, mentally preparing himself for whatever you'd do to him. he'd take anything you gave him.
you grinned at him, lowering your head to kiss at his neck, making him immediately sigh in pleasure. he could feel the stickiness of your lipgloss leaving its mark on his neck, but he didnt care. he wished the marks could stay forever.
nibbling at his neck, you made some longer-lasting marks, making him groan as his fingers dug into your pajama-clad hips. that's when your lips made their way back up, catching his own on his first kiss ever.
he knew he might've been awkward in how he kissed, but you didn't seem to mind it, taking his jaw in your hand and tilting his head so you could lick into his mouth. his soul left him at that moment, with his tongue far too desperate in its movement while yours remained slow and sensual. despite how messy he was, you still moaned against his lips, beginning to grind your hips into his own.
"a-ah, that's ... fuck," he breathed out.
"you like how that feels, bunny?" you whispered into his mouth, "just wait til you feel my pussy,"
this time his eyes did roll back. the mere thought of you wrapped around him made him want to rip his hair out in desperation, almost unable to wait until you have yourself to him.
you continued to suckle on his tongue, making him grow more and more frustrated by the second. your hands eventually came to fully unbutton his shirt, removing it before beginning to feel up his chest and arms, gasping into his mouth when his own arms wrapped around you and brought you closer.
jungkook felt his mind cloud as you ground against him, convinced that if he didn't get more from you, he'd lose his mind. fortunately for him, no begging was necessary for you to give him something that'd have his breath catching in his throat and his tent growing even harder.
he pathetically followed your lips when you pulled away, though he sat in complete awe upon realizing the reason why you'd pulled away in the first place. suddenly the sight of your breasts became the most pressing matter in jungkook's life. his breath stopped and his heart raced, making him feel like he'd pass out if he even dared make contact with the newly revealed skin.
yet his reaction did not prevent you from grabbing his hands and placing them on your breasts, guiding him so he'd squeeze and play with them.
"o-oh, fuck. they're so ... so fucking soft," he whimpered, "so pretty and ... shit, c-can i ... can- can i play with them?", he pleaded, eyes never leaving your swollen buds as his hands hesitantly ran over your breasts.
he hoped you knew what he meant by play, because he was far too embarrassed to properly word his desire.
luckily for him, you were just so nice and so pretty and so so smart that you understood, removing his hands and guiding his face to your breasts, pressing them together so he could rub his head against them, nuzzling his nose into the skin as be groaned a gruttal groan. his shy tongue came out to lick at them just moments later, licking over your nipples all while he whined and cried as if he was the one receiving the stimulation.
at some point your hands snuck between the two of you, sneaking beneath his pants and grabbing onto his cock. you jerked him as he lost himself to the supple skin of your breasts, letting out breathy whines into your skin while his hands tightly held onto you.
as pathetic as he knew he must've looked, he didn't care. he'd wanted you for years, and suddenly he had you in his arms, willing to let him do anything he wanted? any social filters within him left him, letting his unending desire for you take over no matter how embarrassed he would be at his desperate behavior after the fact.
you let him play with your tits for a while, letting out the prettiest sighs of pleasure as he got his fill of you, eventually pulling him away so you could kiss him again. despite being out of breath, he kissed you back with everything he had, now more able to match your pace.
"bunny, wanna ride you," you pulled away with a pretty pout, letting go of his dick.
"p-please. yes, i- yes," he stammered, hands coming down to touch at his clothed cock out of reflex.
giggling at his desperation, you attempted to get up, only to be stopped by jungkook's grabby hands as he whined at you not to let go. grabbing his arms, you reminded him you needed to take off your shorts, making him get an embarrassed look on his face at the realization.
he got up to take off his own pants, sitting back down and pulling you to him the moment you'd stripped. once more, you giggled at how badly he clearly wanted you, pulling him into yet another kiss.
"i'm gonna sit on it now, okay, bunny?", you breathed against him as you lifted yourself to line him up.
jungkook didn't trust his voice to not let out yet another string of desperate pleas, so he simply nodded, taking a deep breath to prepare himself.
but nothing could prepare him for the warmth of your cunt, nor for how tightly it wrapped around his cock, taking all air out of him. he couldnt help the whimpers of desperation that came out of his mouth when you first started bouncing against him, tightening every so often just to get a reaction out of him.
burying his head in your neck, he babbled nonsense against you, incapable of halting his pathetic noises enough to hear your own pretty moans.
after some time, you grabbed onto one of his hands, leading it between the two of you and guiding him, "play with my clit, bunny," you blindly guided him until he finally found your clit, following your instructions of rubbing it all while your bouncing never seized
and god, had that been a mistake.
you got impossibly tighter, dragging your nails down his back and crying his name in the prettiest gasps ever heard by man. he knew he'd meet his end like this, far sooner than he wanted. but he was comforted in knowing that your orgasm was close too, catching onto your pleas to cum with you.
muttering constant praise towards you, jungkook's orgasm took over him as your own arrived, making him deliver endless thank you's while your speed fastened and your rhythm lost all its sense.
"t-thank you, oh, fuck. thank you ... so fucking good, it's- it's so good. oh, thank you ..."
you immediately fell onto each other when your highs had gone down, equally out of breath. being the sweet girl jungkook always knew you to be, he hummed in contentment when you held onto him, cuddling into him in a loving manner and playing with his hair.
if you weren't careful, he'd probably fall in love with you even more than he already had.
he only broke the silence after a few minutes of cuddling, still slightly out of breath.
"do you- do you still wanna go over your statistics homework?"
you laughed, nuzzling further into him, "maybe tomorrow, bunny."
Homestuck Teacher AU
Supernatural Teacher AU
white lily emo arc
Black Butler - Modern School Forest Retreat
If Ciel, Lizzie, and Alois went to a forest retreat with their school for a few days (Added more characters): Lizzie would take one of the top bunks, will bring manga books, and reads them extremely late at night with a huge flashlight, and probably dropping it on Ciel by accident, who’s sleeping down below and freaking out in the morning, because of that. Alois would be the type of friend who would wake up in the middle of the night for no reason and chucks shit during the night, because he’s bored. He also probably takes up the most hot water in the shower, and brought snacks in to the cabin, where some critters got in and made a mess. Talks the loudest at night. He also must have snuck his phone into the cabin, ending up getting caught, because the ringer was on. Nearly kicked down a vending machine that would fallen on Joanne. Ciel: *get’s hit with the pillow* Ow! ALOIS! Alois: Oops. *giggles* Ciel: Go to bed, before I come up there and hurt you. Lizzie: *laughs* Ciel would be the friend who is telling everyone to shut up in the middle of the night, because he’s trying to sleep, and probably starts threatening them, because of it. He would be the one who’s banging on the bathroom door, yelling at Alois to get out of the shower, and throws stuff at Alois, if he’s still sleeping in the morning. Then in the morning, Lizzie and Alois would both jump on Ciel’s bed while he’s sleeping to wake him up, making him scream. One of the teachers would probably tell them to be quiet, afterwards. New Added Characters: Joanne Harcourt, McMillan, and Doll. McMillan: Probably the one to drag Ciel along, (with Alois’s help) He would definently take one of the top bunks and probably the “Morning Princess” of the group. He would jump on everyone to wake them up if they aren’t awake by like what? 6:45? Joanne would be the one to wake up first and go with McMillan to get everyone coffee, that ending up with Alois spilling it all over Ciel. He sleeps on the bottom bunk, below Joanne. He would try his hardest not to wake anyone up in the morning, but walked into the door, because it’s so dark in the cabin without the curtains open. Doll would get the key to the cabin door first and get inside before anyone else, hide behind the door, and scare the crap out of everyone when the some in. Brought snacks as well and threw them on the hightest shelf, after Alois trying to put it outside so no animals will get in. Turns out that Alois still had a half bag of chips in his luggage and critters still got in. Most certainly snores that loudest at night, and chucks the most shit and Alois. Also snuck in her phone, but didn’t get caught. Nearly started a food fight in the student mess hall. Doll: Where am I going to put em? Alois: *snaches snacks* Outside, duh! That way, animals won’t get in. Ciel: But the animals will eat it outside! Alois: *walks outside* Would you rather have them eat inside or outside? McMillan: *from his top bunk* Either way, they’re still going to eat it. Joanne: Uh...guys..? Lizzie: You’re inviting bears, Alois! Doll: You know what? Gimmie that! Concept: Alois, Lizzie, and Doll head over to a small ravine during free time, where they shoved huge rocks over the ravine and watched it tumble down and make noise. Joanne overheard the commotion and went to check it out. He was first against it, saying that they might get in trouble politely, but later joined in. Joanne asked for help to push a really big one, saying the word “help” too loudly, right when the first three shoved a extremely huge rock down the ravine. Ciel and McMillan happened to be walking by, and heard Joanne. They flipped out and rushed over, thinking that somebody died. Reblog if you agree. ;3
Day 12 of my October challenge
This time with 2 special guests
Now
Heather by Conen Gray!
Ft. Stitches and Twig
Twig belongs to @becauseimgabbeh-blog
First Love, Last Love (M)
title: first love, last love posted: january 19th, 2021, 7pm est pairing: bad boy pianist!yoongi x university!reader(f) genre: angst, smut; opposites to lovers, high school/university au summary: after the most pivotal moment in your life, you never thought you would ever see him again. years later, you cross paths in the last place you ever imagined him to be. was this the universe giving you a second chance? or were you destined to repeat the same mistakes you fought hard to forget? warnings: alcohol, house parties, rough sex, dom/sub undertones, choking, hair-pulling, oral (m/f rec), fingering, penetration, unprotected sex (pls be responsible!), dirty talk, gagging with a tie, creampie, nipple play, public sex (kinda?), edging, denied orgasms, doggy-style, cowgirl, overstimulation, min yoongi in mf general notes: thank you to @sketchguk, @softyoongiionly, and @yoonjinkooked (and honestly the rest of the @bangtansorciere network) for being incredible hype ppl! and @bangtantaegi this is filthy yoongi smut, what can i say?? mobile users: alt link if this doesn’t open in tumblr ➛ ao3 word count: 33.5k !! (omg i am so sorry, you can yell at me)
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What does it look like when an artist’s passion dies?
You imagined an unfinished painting, the canvas collecting dust in a corner amongst rusting paint pots and hardened brushes. Or an abandoned instrument case shoved into the back of a closet, sheet music stuffed in binders stuffed in boxes stuffed in the attic. The arts no longer spoke, danced, comforted. What was once a technicolor ocean of imagination now resembled an ugly, dried sludge of doubts and fears and excuses to find another path. Society’s standard path. One with a more stable lifestyle and greater number of career choices.
No matter what you pictured, it was nothing compared to what you were witnessing. The world before you swam in your vision: the imposing, dark monster of a grand piano swallowing its prey whole. And the victim didn’t fight back - not even for a moment. They let it consume them under the blinding spotlight, a feasting on full display. They knew this was the close, proverbial wings folding around their slumped form in surrender.
The entire room held its breath, but inside you a storm raged so harshly that you wouldn’t be surprised if people could hear your thundering pleas.
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