nothing comes close to even half of you-

You and infuriating precinct playboy Jeon Jungkook go undercover to lure out a killer targeting engaged couples. Literally nothing goes according to plan…

Genre: Fluff/Comedy/Suspense

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Trope: Enemies/Rivals to Lovers ~ Fake Dating

AU Type: Loosely Brooklyn 99 (with a hint of Smallville) Police Detectives AU

Word Count: 3315

Rating/Warnings: (PG-15) kidnapping with threat of harm (not graphic) ~ mature themes and innuendo ~ light/implied smut

“Your delusions have run away with you again.”

“My delusions? Now I know it was you. You’re even more insufferably pretentious when you’re trying to hide something.”

Jungkook grinned.

“Brilliant theory, Detective. Shame there’s no way to prove it.”

“You could confess,” you fumed tightly.

His grin became positively gleeful. You were this close to tasing him.

“Do you genuinely expect me to confess that I ate your last Oreo?”

“It was a violation of human decency.”

“Yes, and when we find the culprit, I’ll be sure to tar and feather him.”

“You’re not taking this seriously, Jeon.”

“Now, whatever gave you that idea?” Jungkook asked as he folded an arrest report into a paper airplane.

You were saved from responding when Captain Kim barked both your names across the precinct.

“Detectives _______ and Jeon. My office. Now.”

Namjoon sighed as he watched the two of you bicker all the way to the door.

It’s like having extra children. 

“We’ve got a case. Commissioner marked it top priority and you two are taking lead as of right now.”

Your forehead wrinkled in confusion and Jungkook raised a single curious brow.

“But Jimin is my –”

“Why not Hoseok?”

Namjoon raised a hand to silence you both. You weren’t teaming with your regular partners. Questions were to be expected.

“Jimin’s staying on that trafficking case while you work with Jeon. We need to draw out a perp targeting engaged couples. Thus far, all of his victims have been a male and a female, mid-to-late twenties. You two fit the profile, so…” he grinned, “congratulations on your engagement.”

summary: over the years, things change - but the one constant is your love for lilac wisterias.

…okay, maybe jungkook’s been there too.

or, alternatively:

the first time jeon jungkook says that he is going to marry you, you are five years old sitting underneath a large wisteria tree.

genre: fluff, very mild angst, slice of life pairing: jeon jungkook x reader word count: 6,012k

The first time Jeon Jungkook makes you aware of his plans on marrying you, you are five years old. You both are out at recess in elementary school, sitting in the grass underneath a large Wisteria tree as you admire the flowers growing around you.

The flowers burst with life as they upturn from the soil you sit on - and you’ve been scolded by your Eomma about sitting in the dirt (your poor, pretty dresses!) but you don’t care - nothing is going to keep you from your favorite flower.

pairing: jeon jungkook | reader

genre:  fwb to lovers , college!au | fluff, smut, light angst

warnings: explicit sex; oral (f receiving), fingering, penetration w/o protection, dirty talk, light dom x sub themes, candid sex talk, jimin is a player, jungkook is a frat boy

premise: you and your best friend had agreed: college was for a good time only, no serious relationships were necessary. who knew that a frat boy would be the one to shake up that notion?

word count: 7.2k

At this time of night, you know you should expect to see his eyes following every movement your body makes. It was like you two were magnets of opposite charges, always attracted to one another regardless of how much your substance of choice was affecting your decisions. It’s bound to happen, almost as if by fate.

It was a beautifully toxic connection you shared with him; a vicious cycle comprised of sex, weed, booze, and good music, never in any particular order.

When you glance to the corner of the room surrounded by a hazy cloud of euphoria, the boy in question pulls himself at attention, elbows on his knees, wavy hair falling in front of his eyes. They bore holes into your own as if to say I’m waiting for you to join me, sweetheart. 

The holidays have never meant much to you - less a promise of Christmas morning joy and more a reminder of all the things you’ve lost.  Some would call you a grinch; others, just a plain old asshole.  Jeon Jungkook would call you both.  The more time you spend together, though, the more you thaw, melting beneath the sun that seems to sit right in the centre of his chest.

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  genre + rating.  mature.  holiday!au.  humour, fluff, angst, one (1) brief mention of bedroom activities.  tags.  jungkook being annoying, reader being equally annoying, referenced minor character death, super corny holiday-themed jokes.  wc.  5.1k.  beta reader.  @hobi-gif​, my forever queen, and @yeoldontknow​, my saviour.  graphic.  @kookdiaries​ (ty!!).

a/n.  this is a gift for the hoeliday well spent portion of the christmas in july collab hosted by the incredible @kookdiaries​, @kithtaehyung​, and @xiaokoo​.  please give every fic included a read because this is a wonderful idea and exactly what everyone needs during these hot summer months. ✨

November 25th.  A day like any other.

For most people, at least.  For you, it’s the day you’d signed your life away.  A bit dramatic, perhaps, but true nonetheless.  It’s exactly one month from Christmas, the same day your father had brought you into his office and levelled you with that stare of his - firm, unrelenting, the kind of look that left no room for debate.

(“Just take care of it,”  he’d said, dismissive.  

“Why me?”  you’d shot back, exactly the petulant child he always claimed you to be.

He, more than anyone, should have known asking this of you was a recipe for trouble.  But in true fashion, in the maddening way that only fathers could master, he’d brushed you off.  Said something about taking one for the team before his assistant had shepherded you from the room.)

It bothers you even now, a week later, standing beneath the awning of the bus shelter, rolling luggage settled at your feet, down jacket pulled tight around your body.  It’s colder than you’d anticipated and only because you’ve been standing there for far longer than you’d been prepared for, ends of your fingers touched by the cold, tip of your nose suffering the same treatment.

PAIRING. fwb!jungkook x (female) reader

GENRE. it starts as if it's gonna be angsty, but it's not lol. were angst-free in this blog so just fluff!!

WORD COUNT. idkkk i think around 2k

SUMMARY. Jungkook had a fair share of flings, you couldn't quite hold that against him because – just look at him. But sometimes, you can't help but feel a little irked by that.

NOTE. hiiiii im back omg this is the couple from pluto projector this fic is set at the time prior that drabble but it doesn't really matter so you can read this alone just fine. lemme know ur thoughts <<3

"You looked pretty cozy with Taehyung yesterday,"

At that, you remember the events from yesterday. It was a night-out with friends, a rarity in your Saturdays when you became an adult because usually weekends are spent for groceries, deep cleaning the apartment, working on your job tasks – or naked wrestling with Jungkook if you two are too lazy to do all that boring shit adulthood requires you to.

It was fun. You went to this bar across town and Hyejin, a mutual friend with Jungkook, introduced you to a workmate named Taehyung. A man who you can't decide yet if he came out from a Greek mythology book or an anime series. You're not even exaggerating. You don't compliment men too often or send them high praises because they don't need to get their egos boosted, but you appreciate pretty men, alright. And Taehyung was no doubt one of them.

But yeah. Things pretty much escalated too quickly and the next thing you knew, you were shamelessly grinding against the poor boy's dick on the dancefloor. Not like he was opposed to it, in fact, if it wasn't for Jungkook, you would've gotten laid. The fucking cockblocker.

You're still pissed from what had transpired last night. And you show just as much.

"Why? Are you jealous?" You say, voice dipped in sarcasm that you hope was delivered to him well. You have been so pissed that you ended up scratching his back a little too harsh when he pounded you on your bed after you got home. Actual angry sex that left you two not in good terms still.

i can’t wait to tell you, i told ya.

summary: Jeon Jungkook is a successful realtor with a big house, nice car, colorful dating life, and a spunky 7-year-old daughter to boot…he’s also your best friend who you used to be in love with. Of course, he was never made aware because you swear it’s all in the past…until it isn’t. But going on a cruise with Jungkook and his daughter whom you adore should be harmless. Absolutely nothing can go wrong…Right?

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: fluff, angst, crack, idiots [i say that with luv for my characters] word count: 16.2k  rating: pg-13 tags/warnings: singledad!Jungkook, bestfriend!Reader, a child [Mai] is present throughout the entire story, implication of absent birth mother, serial dater JK, so much pining, pg cussing like three times, conversation about sleeping around/risking pregnancy, legal-aged drinking and getting drunk, hurtful words, heated argument, isolation, blurb about reader struggling to eat, Mai experiences anxiety [I promise she is okay]..kind of a tongue kiss, lots of cheesey…much fluff and angst all because muster JK wrecked me

credits: the picture of JK is from tearleaves blog [literally love their blog sm] I made the banner [I am not a graphics profesh smh]

Thank you to the realest one, @hyungieyoongi, for not only wanting to beta-read this insanity for me when I enlisted her for help but for hyping me up while doing it. Her editing gave this story clarity ;; I will only allow myself to be bias-wrecked by Yoongi if it’s coming from you :p

a/n: I have to make this disclaimer just due to the warnings above; the portrayal of Jungkook in this story is purely fictional and does not reflect who he is in real life nor do I claim to believe it does. Also, this story is not apart of my dad!bts series, it actually follows his summer scenario. GUYS. I wish I was kidding when I say that this story was simply created because I was under the influence of sowoozoo/muster JK. I am so beyond excited to share this cracked out fic with you, I truly hope you all enjoy it and just have fun reading it. Please drop a line to let me know what you think! It would mean the world honestly. ok les get it~

“You’re doing a great job, Jungkook,” you pat his tattooed arm.

Jungkook looks back at the drawing, giggling to himself. Caught in his stupor and the innocence of his daughter, he comes to, looking at you; “these last seven years would have gone a lot differently if we didn’t have you though.”

it’s such an amazing work, i really do think it’s one of the most beautiful works i’ve read 🥺 it’s so well-written, i love how each characters are portrayed & their relationships w/ each other are just heartwarming. SO SO SO MUCH PINING i cannot, my heart hurts. no but literally i cried towards the end. jk the cutest he’s dumb but he’s a sweetheart 🥺🥰 AND DONT LET ME START WITH MAI?? the cutest baby!! they make such a great family

Words: 7k Genres: carpenter!jk x interiordesigner!reader, e2l bc that’s beautiful Warnings: oral (f receiving), dirty talk, begging, LOTS OF FIGHTING Rating: 18+ Song: Charlie Puth ft. Meghan Trainor - Marvin Gaye

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Summary: You never would have thought that you’d be working with the college dropout who was coincidentally your best friend’s ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Saying his name already burns your tongue, you wonder how long you can hold your professionalism around him.

As if your day couldn’t get any worse, you stained your newly bought white skirt with coffee. This will probably be the first time that you’ll hate coffee. It was only nine in the morning and you have to meet your client within ten minutes, but your alarm just had to be a bitch and not work. Even if it had worked, your eyes were heavy due to the fact that you’ve been binge-watching the whole Stranger Things series on Netflix.

Finishing your tissue box as you desperately try to get the dark stain off of your skirt, you finally arrive at Ven’s house. Lucky you, almost all the parking spots are empty. But in front of his house, there was a cab waiting.

member: jeon jungkook

word count: 4.2k

genre: smut + college!au + jeongguk and oc are in a weird fwbs without the friendship part just the benefits except jaykay lowkey has feelings + virginity au

warnings: virgin!oc / oral sex (fem receiving) / jaykay best coochie eater / oc is strange / jaykay is confused / there r emotions and propositions because of said emotions!! / first times / not really edited / mingyu the meddling best fwend part two :3

soundtrack: stargazing, the neighbourhood + body, summer walker

part one 

Jeongguk has not been able to get you out of his mind since your last fateful meeting. The memories linger like a stain on precious fabric, sinking through thread and leaving a blight that can be spotted from a mile away. His overeager thoughts have left him sensitive, acutely aware of your sudden presence. He spies you constantly in the lunch hall, laughing bold and unabashed with your friends, a brightness on your features that travels straight to his heart. Sometimes you rush past him in the hallways, late to your lectures, the wind sweeping the skirts you donned often upward. That had sent him for a small spiral, the fact that you loved wearing skimpy little things despite your coy nature. He hadn’t picked a favourite yet, but the blush pink and floral patterned skirts were contesting for number one unbeknownst to you. Once, he’d attempted a meek greeting, partially surprised by his timidness. But you had just brushed him off, one flash of your radiant smile before you scampered away. He’d mentioned it to Mingyu one drunken evening, unable to keep your name from slurring off his tongue. His heart twisted funny in his chest when he described your reluctance towards him, throat tight as the words squeezed themselves out. The response he’d received knocked him off his unstable feet, legs sinking onto the pavement below, the glowing amber street above lights blurring.

“Why do you care?” Mingyu had slurred, slumping down beside him. 

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.

| pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

| warnings, au: consumption of alcohol, v vague description of throwing up, mentions of sex, swearing, minimal angst, fluff, friends reference, fuck boy au, college au, frenemies to lovers au, frat boy au

| précis: your school’s resident fuck boy wants to settle down.

| word count: 6,824

| a/n: this is my birthday fic for guk! hb bub <3

Jeon Jeongguk. The name has rolled off the tongue of everyone in your school at least once. He’s notorious for his looks. There was a charming aura around him that seemed to make him the most sought-after boy on campus.

Of course, there were also rumors about him and what’d he done…or who. Having been that attractive was sure to attract attention, and perhaps jealousy as well. You had never been one to believe gossip unless provided with proof that it was true, but either way, you pretty much steered clear of Jeon Jeongguk.

summary: two weeks ago you and your roommate slept together. which would be fine, if you knew you both felt the same about each other. but you don’t. and now it’s christmas, and jungkook is still gorgeous and gentle and wonderful and here, and and you don’t really know what to do about that.

{college!au, roommates!au}

pairing: jungkook x reader genre: this is just an angst train tbh, but it has a happy ending! word count: 1.6k warnings: mentions of past alcohol consumption, this centers around everyone’s favorite capitalist holiday, being sad in the wintertime a/n: OHHHHHHHHHH *internet breaks* anyway yeah i’m back baby!!! here’s a little drabble to celebrate because i can’t help myself when it comes to jungkook. love me or we both go down coming soon!

“This Christmas is pretty fucking lame, isn’t it?”