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jeonsfrvr · 11 months
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daze : jjk (yyooni)
Pairing: Jungkook x reader Rating: 18+, smut, swearing Warnings: smut, voyeurism (kind of??), exhibitionism, thigh grinding, cunnilingus, choking, sex, etc. Genre: pwp, college au, fuck boy!jungkook, nerd/good girl! Reader, ah yes the most overdone trope of all and im not even mad, e2l if u squint and turn your head, pt 2 to HAZE but can also be read as a standalone Word Count: 2.6k Summary: As if fucking in the bathroom of Frat Party Number 3 on Friday night wasn’t enough, Jeon Jungkook makes the executive decision to rile you up during class and fuck you senseless back at your apartment. Alternatively, Jeon Jungkook can’t take a hint- but maybe, you can’t either. A/N: I know im on hiatus but like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, tee hee. Also thank you to @bangtanhome​ for reading and going over this for me!! You’re too NICEEEE to mEEE TT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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The next time you see Jeon Jungkook, it’s at one of your 8am lectures- and like always he looks strikingly good, for being out partying all night. He doesn’t even look hungover, not like the others in your class, who are either donning sunglasses, or look like they want the ground to open up and swallow them whole- which. Accurate. Your own head is pounding, offset by the rage you feel bubbling underneath your skin as Jungkook spots you in the audience and saunters up to you, winking cheekily as if he hadn’t fucked your brain out less than forty eight hours ago. You grimace as he appears next to you, looking a lot like the cat that got the cream.
“Jeon.” You mutter as he grins down at you. His eyes wander down to your neck, the marks on the skin hidden by layers of foundation. Even then you can make out the smallest hint of the red and purple under all your makeup. His grin drifts into something of a smirk and you don’t really know what to do with that.
“Mr Jeon, are you going to sit down or will you remain standing for the rest of my class?” Your professor’s voice breaks through the little bubble you’ve created around yourselves and you flush, turning away from him. Undeterred, Jungkook mock salutes your professor and- to your surprise and annoyance- sits down in the seat next to you.
“What are you doing?” You hiss, eyes darting around to look at the people around you, hoping no one notices. You don’t register the tiniest shadow of hurt that flickers across Jungkook’s face, expression back to its normal smirk within seconds. He slings an arm over the back of your chair, smiling at the outraged look you give him. Jungkook doesn’t know why he finds you so hot when you’re all riled up, but it just makes him want you more- and right now, with the sparsely filled classroom, sitting all the way in the back… it’s almost the perfect time to see you all mad, cheeks flushed in anger. He wonders how far down that blush extends. Down your pretty lace blouse, painting your chest a shade of dark red, the marks he made earlier scattered across your skin?
“-Jeon? Were you even listening to me?” You wave a hand in front of his face, eyebrow raised. He shakes his head immediately, shameless. You groan, pushing at his arm to get him to move, but being the muscled fuck he was, he doesn’t budge in the slightest. “People are going to see-“ You start.
“So let them.” He says, like that, simply. You know you’ve lost, so you give up, turning back to the front of the class, where your professor pulls up yet another PPT, his droning voice reciting the highlights. That would’ve been that if Jeon Jungkook had been anyone else, but the fact remained and boiled down to this: Jeon Jungkook was a fuck boy, and he would stop at nothing to get a little action. Which is why you’re not entirely surprised when your feel his hand smooth over your knee under the table. It makes you fumble with your pencil, but after waiting a few moments, glaring holes into your notebook, his hand unmoving, you decide you’re safe. There’s no way Jeon would try anything in front of the class.
Except. You underestimate the lengths he would go to feel you frustrated because of him, cheeks hot, eyes hazy, lip bitten so hard that you might draw blood from it. And so, you’re understandably startled when you feel his hand drift from your knee, fingertips dragging across your skin just enough to have goosebumps rise up from your skin, and find it’s way higher up, and to your inner thigh. You jerk, glaring over at his profile. He’s looking at the board, eyes intently following your Professor’s every move as if he’s actually paying attention to the material which- he’s not. He turns to look at you when he feels your stare burn into him.
“You know,” he says, all smug, “you should really pay attention to the lecture, Y/n. Unless you’re, I don’t know, bothered by something?” You huff at his words, his seemingly innocent face, and grit your teeth. It’s a challenge- you’d be stupid not to realize. He’s got you backed into a corner, and you know you can’t win, can’t back down because you’d be admitting that his presence does bother you and- you can’t do that.
“No, I’m not.” And that’s that. You’ve resigned yourself to your fate. But as long and as much as you can lie to Jeon Jungkook, you can’t lie to yourself, and the truth is, you don’t hate Jeon Jungkook. Hell, you might even like Jungkook. He’s not as bad as half the fuck boys on campus, and he’s called the golden boy for a reason. You can’t even lie and say that you’re not sitting in hot anticipation now, waiting for his hand to move from your inner thigh, just a little higher up, enough to be brushing the cotton fabric of your panties.
As if he reads your mind, his hand drifts higher, knuckle flush against your core. You feel his fingers stretch, his cold metal rings brush against your thigh, and you inhale sharply. Given, that there isn’t much space to move, you feel his every motion against your skin- it’s almost impossible to not be affected when his hands graze your clit at every second. Gently, you feel his hand push aside the crotch of your panties, heart in your throat, you can tell that neither of you are really breathing anymore, just holding, waiting and then-
“-alright, so I want everyone to remember that the final draft for your project is due next class! Seriously I won’t accept any late submissions guys,” your professor says to the class, the over head lights turning on, and Jungkook’s hand is gone from your thigh, taking the warmth of his skin with him, suddenly bare. Head clearing, you rush to adjust your skirt and hope no one sees your hazy expression.
“You good, Princess?” Jungkook asks as he hoists his backpack higher up his shoulder, looking down at you from where he stands, and you scowl. Yes, you think looking at his self satisfied smirk, this was why you hated Jeon Jungkook and always would.
“Fuck off, Jeon.” You say as you stand up, the dampness of your panties making you shift uneasily on your feet. He grins, wicked.
“Or,” he says, tapping the table, “I could fuck you.”
Which, is of course how you find yourself pressed against the door of your apartment, lips slick as you kiss Jungkook, your hands in his hair, tugging lightly every time he nips your bottom lip. You gasp when he pulls away, breathing heavily, into the otherwise silent house. Jungkook regards you with pride, the make up on your neck wiped away to reveal the dark spots that litter it and scatter across your chest, your eyes dilated, looking fucked out after minutes of kissing. Something in his chest thuds when you pull at the bottom of his shirt, doe eyes looking up at him. He complies easily, yanking his white cotton shirt off, discarding it on the couch, and pulls you backward to the bedroom- he still remembers where it was from the first time he’d been there.
“Strip.” He says, sitting down on the edge of your bed, brushing his hair back with a hand, palming himself over his jeans. You bite your lip, hesitating, but a single look from Jungkook makes you straighten up, pulling your shirt off, kicking off your jeans, only to sit on his lap. You smirk when he throws his head back, gripping your hip with one hand, tight. “Don’t,” he starts, through gritted teeth, “tease.”
“I would never,” you answer, fluttering your eyelashes innocently, while rolling down on his length. You would, however, be lying if you said you weren’t affected too, the thin fabric of your panties getting wet alarmingly quick, making a patch on the denim of his jeans. You roll down one more time, feeling him get harder under your touch, hands finding purchase in his hair as his mouth meets the smooth skin of your neck, lips just brushing the lobe of your ear. You gasp when he bites down on the skin there, already turning a dark red.
“Pretty,” is all he offers, before fisting his hand in your hair and pulling it back, baring your neck to him. All Jungkook sees is a canvas of his marks, red bruises showing everyone that you were his, smirking at your hushed whimpers, eyes already glossy. All the previous fire you displayed had melted, and the way you rolled down onto hips was now more desperate than teasing, but it felt so good. He was almost ashamed to admit, that he could’ve came then and there with the way your thighs were shaking, whimpering as you tried to get any kind of friction.  
“Please, just fuck me,” you just barely manage to gasp as he unclasps your bra, biting gently at the skin there. He only chuckles darkly at your words, fingertips skimming the hickeys on your chest. “Oh, I will, don’t you worry.” His voice is laced with desire, before he flips the both of you, your back hitting the mattress before you can even comprehend what happened. He looks just as ethereal from below, you notice, half with scorn and half with lust, but it’s wiped away when he pulls down your panties in one swift motion, and hooks your legs over his shoulders, forcing them open.
“Jeon-“ you groan, ready to tell him off for not just fucking you, but he looks up with a dark glare.
“Shut the fuck up, and let me eat you out.” Is all he says, and you fall back, sighing. Who are you to complain? Besides, all you need is one swipe of his tongue against your slick folds for you to gasp, his fingers already circling your clit from the get go. You don’t know what he’s playing at, but it’s very clear that he wants you to come- and fast. His tongue fucks your hole with practiced ease, enough to have your back arch with the force, strangled whimpers falling from your lips, hands tugging at his hair. It’s only when he presses down on your clit, that you jerk, coming with a whisper of his name. When your breathing calms down, you realize how tightly your thighs are clenching against Jungkook’s head, and you relax them with a sheepish smile.
He returns it with a smirk of his own, leaning over you, his hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing just enough to have you part your lips, to have your vision blur with unshed tears. Your hand comes up to hold his wrist, not quite pulling him away.
“You know,” he starts, “I don’t even think I should fuck you.” You scramble to shake your head, incomprehensible pleas falling from your lips, as the tears in your eyes drip down your cheeks.
“I don’t think you deserve it, teasing me like that before. That wasn’t very nice, was it baby?” He asks, release your neck to brush the tears away from your cheeks and you sniff, mumbling an apology. He grins, almost impishly. “Sorry, what was that? I didn’t quite catch that.” You roll your eyes, still sniffling, and punch his arm.
“Don’t push it.” You snark, and he smiles, warm, but also goofy. Something in your chest tightens. “Just fuck me, Jeon.” He shrugs, reaching for the bedside table, ripping the foil condom packet open, and pushing down his jeans to roll it on his length. Like always, you’re struck by the perfection that was his dick. Perfectly curved, thick enough to make it hurt just a little, and long enough for you to feel him days after you’ve fucked. You don’t get to admire it too long, because the tip of it prods your entrance, entering easily.
The stretch of it makes you inhale, your hands gripping Jungkook’s shoulders harder. You must have clenched around him, because he grunts, low in his throat, pushing your thighs further apart. You bite your lip as he eases into your heat, sweat dripping down the hollow of your collarbones. He waits for a second, waiting for you to adjust to the feeling, the sting fading into a pleasant burn, and then he pulls back, holding. And then slams back into you. Over, and over again, hitting all the spots that make you cry out loud, and clench, the spots that make you gush slick, and make tears spring back into your eyes.
Already sensitive from your first orgasm, its all over when his hands wraps around your throat and squeezes. You black out, head falling back with a drawn out moan of his name, coming all over his cock. The sight of you is enough to make Jungkook slam back into you with renewed fervor, chasing his own end, sloppy as he presses kisses onto your damp skin. You comb through his hair, trying not to wince from oversensitivity when he comes, his hands finally giving, tumbling down onto you.
“Jeon,” you groan, “get off, you’re all sweaty and dirty.” You push at his shoulder, trying to wiggle out from under him, but he only moans, unmoving. With a sigh, you give up, resolving to make him get up when he’s all crusty. It doesn’t take long, though, and he drags himself off you, and onto the other side of your bed. You get up, stumbling, knees weak. Ignoring his smug look, you limp to the bathroom to clean up and shower.
When you get back, in pajamas, the clock reading 7pm, he’s still asleep, and you huff, shoving at his shoulder.
“At least go shower,” you scowl at his still figure, and he sighs, before getting up and going to the bathroom, taking the clothes you offer him. The bedsheets are ruined, so you change them and flop onto the bed, passing out as soon as you hit the covers.
Jungkook steps out of the shower, pulling at the flannel pants that are far too tight around his thighs. They’re bright pink with bunnies on it, and he just knows this is your way of teasing him, so he makes up his mind to tickle you until you beg him to stop. Except, you’re already asleep, knocked out on the bed, mouth half open, drool making its way out of the corner of your mouth and. He can’t wake you up; he’s not a monster. So he slides in next to you, and tries to ignore the way you both smell like vanilla and cinnamon, and the scent of you. He falls asleep before he can really think of anything else.
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raplinesmoon · 3 years
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music of the night
rules: make a moodboard based on your icon
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I was tagged by the lovely @bangtanhome !! This was so much fun, and ON:E photobook Namjoon was the perfect inspo for this very alluring Phantom of the Opera themed moodboard! ✨
Tagging: @btsarmy9593 @hannahbee12719 @seokjinger-ale @dinamitae @joonscore @cutechim @jinpanman @xjoonchildx @sunshinekims and anyone else who wants to (so excited to see what y’all come up with 🥰)
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jimilter · 3 years
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tagged by @bangtanhome forever ago, thank you bby, ily🥺❤️
post your lockscreen (s):
this is gon be a long section bc my ass be extra;
– lockscreen:
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– wallpaper:
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– keypad background (yep, we goin there):
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– whatsapp background (yep, we goin theRE TOO):
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last saved picture:
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last song:
tagging: @getmemyfries @jessikahathaway @kithtaehyung @taegularities @missgeniality @xiaokoo @writtenwhalien @yoonia @pjmsdior @hobidreams @joonswolf @xpeachesncream @vsualitae @petiteyoon + if you see this, consider yourself tagged ❤️
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chateautae · 3 years
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HEAD IN HANDS THE SCENE AT THE STRIP CLUB...... THE TEASING. fuck I have so many thoughts about lucifer jungkook!!!!!! Sammy... you're such a talented writer that you don't need a beta, bestie!!!! THAT WAS ALL YOU!!! and it's amazing FUCK!!!!
I have thoughts but for now, I'm distracted and gotta think about this sentence because it's my current state of BEING right now:
Fuck, can I squish my face between his pecs? 
MOONNN BABY!! PLEASE IM SO FUCKING STOKED YOU READ THE STORY I'm so happy lucifer!jk made you feel like this!!! THANK GOD i was thinking without a beta it would read terribly but I'm so so glad that wasn't the case 😭 TYSM FOR READING MY LOVE and please, oc is literally all of us thinking about Jungkook </3
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missgeniality · 3 years
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🎁💕🎤!!!!! love you!!!!!!
MOONIIIIEEEE thank you so much for the ask! <3
🎁 have a quote from a WIP?
For his hand held yours over the grip of your firearm, pulling you all in until the barrel dug into his chest.
“Wha- Get away!”
But he did not. Not an iota of vexation mars his pale, blue eyes. Not a whit of fear at your pulled gun. Not a single source of concern for his own wellbeing. The dip in his chest, where your menacing gun presses, educes a cold burn on your own skin, a haunt of your own weapon pressing into your chest.
💕 favorite ship to write?
This is.... I usually only write Member x Reader, so I don't have a 'ship' per say 🤔 Maybe I'm being a boomer and don't know what a ship entails IM SAWREEEEEEE
🎤fave line in a fic you wrote?
Everytime I hear 'favourite line' I always go back to Opaline Moon cuz it's my BABYYYYY
Ropes wind around your heart, tugging and causing the deep ache that sets in as you walk back into your dreary building. Each string pulls you into a different dimension where you could move on, where you could be okay with the setting you had just agreed to. Where you would keep up your end of the promise and truly remain friends with him.
But no matter how strong the tug, your heart never yields, never lets go of the castle of dreams you built, staying steadfast in its own misery, choosing to hope, choosing to live the life of unrequited love.
Once again, THANK YOU FOR SENDING ME THIS ASK!!! Find the kweschuns here!
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jung-koook · 3 years
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literally gonna be the 183629 person that says this but your ICON HEADER COMBO HELLO
thank you sweetheart ♡ we need an hour-long video of him wearing this outfit, right 😭
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jikookiekosmos · 3 years
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handwriting tag game!
tagged by: @bangtanhome (Moon, the sweetest bean 💜)
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Rules:
1) say hello
2) write the numbers 1-9
3) write the alphabet
4) write: the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
5) write a quote of your choice
tagging: @dntaewithluv @trustingofwinds @xpeachesncream @wonderlandless @kookiecrumb (no pressure!) and anyone else who wants to do this~
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taechnological · 3 years
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love motherfuckin MAZE! i'd love an mv for that it's my go to song when i write spicy things 🔥
HNNNNNNNG A MV FOR LOVE MAZE YES PLS alright so i imagine it to be smth like bts reaching out their hands while running around, stuck in a maze except it's like pink in color? idk why i imagine love maze to have pink and purple shades sbshjsjs and they're like looking for each other and they keep meeting one another and they hold hands until they reunit with all 7 at the end and get out of it and they're all smiling and yeah i'm positively grinning like a fool in the dark now great
what's that one bts song which u think definitely deserved a mv?
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namchyoon · 3 years
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NAMJOON STANS HOW ARE WE FEELING AFTER TONIGHT 😭😭😭😭
ON THE VERGE OF CRYING AND MISSING NAMJOON VERY VERY MUCH
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bisexualrapline · 3 years
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anon is right! u r the coolest person <3
no moon that’s you 😭🥺
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ressjeon · 3 years
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congrats on ur acceptances here's a koo holding a whip. do with this image as you see fit (it's not technically a whip but one can imagine and i want u to suffer too, esp after the knj ask u sent me all those weeks ago)!!!! can't wait to read your next smut because it's going to be amazing
thank you my dearest moon and you did not just send me that (you'll regret it and i'll make sure of that 😈). i tend to have an amazing mind so you better be ready.
mini spoiler, but i can't wait for him to ruin you all later ;)
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raplinesmoon · 3 years
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Rules: write the latest line from your wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line.
I was tagged by @bangtanhome and @jinpanman!! 💖 (thank you both!)
From Chapter 2 of my ZNMD fic!!
“Until it comes from here,” Yoongi seethes, pointing to his heart.
What could be going on that has Yoongi so worked up?
11 people to tag! (So sorry if you’ve been tagged before): @sunshinekims @btsarmy9593 @lcksndkys @dinamitae @lovetrivia @hantaev @joonscore @seokjinger-ale @agustdakasuga @sunshinerainbowsbts @namjooningelsewhere
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jimilter · 3 years
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tagged by @bangtanhome thank you for thinking of me, bby ❤️
why do people fall in love with you?
because they see a piece of themselves in you
all it took to love you was seeing a piece of themselves in you and now they don't know if they'll ever stop loving you. or if they ever want to stop loving you
nahhhh, this is too corny, i ain't here for this ✋
tagging: @getmemyfries @taegularities @xiaokoo @xjoonchildx @hobidreams @pjmsdior @petiteyoon @loverjimin @writtenwhalien + anybody who wants to read corny ass stuff abt themselves and love
(i don't even know whom to tag it's 3 am, i'm tired, but i also can't sleep fml)
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sugaurora · 3 years
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four songs tag 🎧
Tagged by @bangtanhome, thank you for helping me expose my music tastes lol
rules: list 4 songs you’ve had on repeat lately
Amnesia - Kai (this will be on repeat for the rest of my life I think)
Like I Want You - Giveon
Dynasty - Miia
Randomly, a lot of “villain/antihero epic music” compilations on youtube, it just fits my writing mood lol
Tagging anyone who wants to play, consider this your tag!
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chateautae · 3 years
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CRYING SHAKING AND SCREAMING I AM SO GLAD YOU RELEASED READY OR NOTTTTTT. is it really jungkook's birthday because i feel like i just got a GIFT
MOOONNN TYSM FOR READING MY LOVE!! So glad ready or not could deliver and it felt like a gift to you, I love you!! 🥺💓
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missgeniality · 3 years
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@bangtanhome​
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hope you got tagged :((
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