Tonight | Min Yoongi II {M}

Tonight | Min Yoongi II {M}

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truce | min yoongi

pairing: min yoongi x reader

genre: tooth-rotting fluff, hogwarts au, christmas break! (does that count?)

word count: 6.6k (my brain is leaking out of my ears)

description: christmas is definitely a time of miracles, and this truce is nothing short of miraculous. 

note: this is and is dedicated to the adorable @waffleyoon as a part of @bangtan-bookclub ‘s christmas fic exchange. i’m so sorry that this is so late babe!! i’ve never done e2f2l before, but hopefully, this is good. as well as this fic, i also made you this and this! i hope you like them and that you have an awesome holiday, sornnary!!

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and in Hogwarts, the most social. After the Battle of Hogwarts, Houses intermingled during meal times. The four tables were arranged to make a giant square, and everyone could see everyone. The Great Hall was decorated for Christmas, with giant silver Christmas trees all around. It was also full of magical teenagers joking around, which meant you had to be careful where you walked, which you had learned in your five years of living here.

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Can you turn off your phone? (M)

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Summary:  Yoongi’s alarm clock wakes you up at 6 am on a Sunday and you are not happy about it. At least, not at first…

Pairing: Min Yoongi / Reader

Genre: Established relationship, gratuitous smut, small amounts of fluff and angst

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral sex, orgasm denial, sex toys

Word Count: 9.5k

A/N: Written for a friend who has a thing for sleepy, needy Min Yoongi.

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TASTE | M

∘ pairing: taegi | reader

∘ genre: smut + polyamory with taegi

∘ word count: 2,738

∘ request: oral with yoongi + taehyung 

↠ description: Finals week has you stressed, so your boyfriends decide to help you out. 

cr.

“You need to relax,” One set of words whispered against the shell of your ear, the harsh husk of his voice sending a violent thudding straight through the center of your chest. You turned to face the devilish curve of his feline lips, perfectly paired with darkened eyes that insinuated everything that he was thinking of in that moment. But you didn’t even have time to contemplate a response, a response that would have without a doubt been shaky and tortured, before a second set of words appeared.  

“Yeah, let us take care of you,” Was whispered in a deep timbre at the side of your neck, so low and lustful that it caused a string of delectable vibrations to scatter across your skin. You moved almost immediately at the sound of his voice, eyes catching the way his lips transformed into a boxy-smile.

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Can You Pick Me UP? // MYG

Genre: Too much cute to handle (fluff); Yoongi! x reader

Word Count: 1,012

Thank god for this man - luckily for you, he came and picked you upright in the nick of time. It was the darkest of nights, the obsidian sky being highlighted by tiny specks of gleaming dots in the sky, their pinky-gold hue showering the streets. You were waiting by the doorsteps leading up to your friend’s house as you waited for your ride. Hopefully, he’d arrive soon; if not, you were stuck at your friend’s house for the night, surrounded by people wading around the dimly lit house cultivating in their drunken stupor.

Your friend had promised you a fun night, just you and a couple of other close friends lounging around, munching on whatever junk food your hearts desired and basking in each other’s presence - at least that’s what you thought would happen. Instead, as the night carried on, your friend gradually began to invite more and more people over. At first, you didn’t even notice the slow increase of people, but at last, you finally did. A lot of these people were ones you didn’t know and weren’t exactly comfortable around, so you didn’t want to stay here; however, you had told your parents that you would be spending the night here, and it was already too late to call them to pick you up at this ungodly hour, so you had no choice but to call your friend, Yoongi.

Ringing, ringing

“Come on Yoongi, please pick up,” you anxiously think to yourself. No response. You call him again

Ringing, ringing

“Yoongi, I swear to god if you don-”

“Hello?” you hear a groggy voice on the other end of the line say to you. It was obvious he had just woken up. 

“Hey, Yoongi, can I ask you a quick favor?”

“Um, sure?”

“I need you…can you pick me up, I’m in a really uncomfortable situation and I need some help.” There’s silence on the line and you can practically hear the cogs churning in Yoongi’s head as he decides what to do. He does love to sleep, but he loves you too. “Fine, I’ll come pick you up, send me the address.

                                                           ⋯

He finally arrives at the front of your friend’s house, yelling for you to get into the car as he pulls up. You open the door to the passenger seat and sidle up next to Yoongi.

“What the fuck happened there?” he asks inquisitively. 

“My friend and I originally planned a friend’s night where it was just us and a couple of close people but then it turned into a shitshow when about 100 people were at her house.”

“Jeez, sounds like a blast!” he sarcastically comments, “You’re lucky I picked up.”

“Yeah…I guess I owe you something.” Yoongi takes a quick glance at you in disbelief. 

“What’re you talking about? You don’t owe me anything. You’re my friend, this is what we do for each other.”

“Yeah, but I still woke you up in the middle of the night and it wasn’t your responsibility to come and get me at all - that’s worth something.”

“Maybe,” Yoongi says as he stops at a red light. “So your parents aren’t expecting to see you home tonight, you wanna stay at my place?”

“Sure.”

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The duo arrives at Yoongi’s driveway as he pulls the car into the garage and the two of you sneak up into your room. Yoongi wants you to be comfortable so he offers you the bed while he sleeps on the couch. You accept his offer since you know he’s too headstrong and won’t comply with anything else but his decision. You retire to your room and get changed into one of Yoongi’s big shirts and sweatpants that he lets you borrow and snuggle up in his bed. You can still feel the warm patch where Yoongi’s body laid only an hour before your arrival. Tossing and turning in bed, you attempt to find a comfortable spot to pass out on and you await the moment when your eyes slowly shut, but to your dismay, it never comes.

You’ve been having a hard time falling asleep recently for no particular reason, so you pace around the floor of Yoongi’s bedroom to try and exhaust yourself. After a few minutes, you’ve finally had enough so you return to the bed and close your eyes. However, this doesn’t last long as you hear steps approach the room as a dark figure appears in the doorway.

“You okay?”  

“Yeah, Yoongi, just having a rough time falling asleep.”

“Scoot over.”

You oblige and move to the farther end of the bed as Yoongi sneaks in beside you, laying on his side, head facing towards you.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“I don’t know if there’s much to talk about, just some troubles that’s all.”

“Well, I’m here for you, ‘kay?”

You nod in response to him and he slithers closer as he wraps his arms around your torso, signaling you to return the favor and hug him back. He pulls you close in his warm embrace, his hold around you makes you feel safe and you rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes as your heartbeat slows and you finally succumb to a night of deep sleep. Yoongi doesn’t move, still holding you close in this cumbersome position until he’s positive you’re out. Once he’s sure, he lays you down back in your previous spot, not touching you as to make sure you’re not disturbed. He begins to get up when he suddenly feels a hand atop his.

“Please stay.”

It’s your voice he hears, a sweet little call from behind asking him to not go. He turns back and gets back in the bed, and you take his arm and wrap it around your waist as you lay your head on his shoulder once again. There was a little slice of heaven in this bed with you and him, and Yoongi basked at this moment he got with you.

“You’re my best friend, Y/N. I love you so much.”

I’m The King, I’m The Boss (M)

OT7 x Reader ; Yoongi x Reader

WordCount: 6.2k

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Impreg Kink, Daddy Kink, Dom!Yoongi, Dom!Namjoon, Sub!Jeongguk, Switch!Reader, Degradation (slut, whore, cum whore, cum slut), Cock Slapping, Bondage, Edging, Begging, Praise, Squirting, Choking, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Hand Job, Spanking, Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Forced Orgasms, Over Stimulation, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, Reader Is An Easel For Cum

A/N: I want to give a shout out to the bae @xjoonchildx​ for hyping me up while writing this as well as making a grave mistake that still is making me laugh hours after doing so. I really love her and I love that she read this for my dumb ass <3 Welp. Enjoy this!

Based in the world of: Fated To Love You

Waiting in bed for your husband is one of the most painstaking tasks in all of history. Only on Tuesdays do you wait with bated breath for when he would walk through the door. You don’t know how much more television you could watch before you go crazy. He hadn’t texted, hadn’t called and you knew very well why. He had been on set all day for his new mixtape, you didn’t want to disturb him but you were lonely even with four of your husband’s home. You whine loudly before your phone buzzes at the end of your ridiculously large bed.

2:36 Yoongs: Baby girl. Daddy misses you. (Picture Attached)

Your eyes widen, holding the phone closer to your face before opening the picture. 

“Oh my God.” You mumble before narrowing your eyes at the picture. There your husband was in all his glory with long blonde hair, half tied up fastened by a manggeon with a scar running from just above his eyebrow to below his cheekbone. You feel your mouth go dry before choking on your own spit. How was he this fucking hot? It’s almost cruel. You stare at the picture, tilting your head before opening your mouth. 

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