-Drunk Ramblings, Sober Thoughts-

-Drunk Ramblings, Sober Thoughts-

- thanks to anon for requesting this! sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy! x

- word count : slightly less than 1k

- warnings : 18+ topics (DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18!), boys have been drinking, lots of dialogue, this sucks ass, poor y/n

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The gentle click of the front door closing is enough for the boys to descend into madness.

Y/N, their girlfriend, had left to go to some kind of girl's night with a few friends, leaving the boys pouty and half-cut in the lounge.

They had started drinking a few hours previously, just as a way to celebrate the week finally being over; but had somehow found themselves in the boundary between overly tipsy and not-yet blackout drunk.

Namjoon was on his fourth beer after two glasses of whiskey, his eyes half-open with a grin carved into his cheeks. His sweater had been discarded long ago, now simply sitting in just a vest and baggy sweatpants on the loveseat. One thigh touches the arm of the loveseat, the other rubbing against Jimin's.

Jimin giggles into his cocktail, his body waving from side-to-side. He was barely on his third cocktail, yet he was drunk as a fiddle. The poor boy had always been cursed as a lightweight, yet it never stopped him from indulging every so often.

The l-shaped couch across from the two could easily seat all seven of them plus many more; yet only the eldest and youngest sit upon it.

Well, Seokjin is sat. Jungkook is strewn across the thing in dramatic fashion, one leg hiked above the back of the couch while the other lays diagonal across the cushions. His eyes are closed, humming a mix-match of popular tunes in seemingly no order.

Seokjin sits just beside him, wine glass in hand like some sort of rich housewife. Out of all of them, he's the one that's the least drunk, but he's still not sober. He's on his third bottle of red wine, pleasantly happy and his body filled with a buzzing feeling.

Yoongi sits dazed on the armchair, gazing at the TV remote and running his fingers over every button. The stupidly expensive TV isn't even on, the remote just something to keep his hands busy. He'd been knocking back whiskeys and beers since the late afternoon, meaning he was just about on par with Jimin in terms of how drunk he was.

Taehyung and Hoseok walk back into the lounge, arms full with trays of snacks and more beverages. They're the least drunk of the seven of them, but it's still surprising that they can walk straight and manage not to spill anything.

"I miss Y/N." Jimin hiccups out, finally setting down his empty glass with a heavy pout and shining eyes.

"Me too." Hoseok attempts to comfort him with a smack on the shoulder, but it nearly knocks poor Jimin onto the floor.

"Did you see what she was wearing?" Jungkook joins in, practically salivating. The rest of the boys nod in sync, eyes wide with pupils blown out as they shift their thoughts to their partner's outfit when they had left only hours prior.

"Their ass?" Yoongi's eyes go impossible wider, mouthing a 'pow!' as he mimics an explosion with his hands.

"We should encourage her to wear the maid outfit again."

"We should bribe them." Taehyung suggests, the rest of the men nodding in-sync.

"But with what? She doesn't need money. " Jungkook blinks innocently - his brain too drunk to comprehend what the man could possibly be suggesting.

"Orgasms." Namjoon bites his bottom lip as he answers, tilting his head back slightly as impure scenes begin to fly through his mind.

"Do you think she's having fun?" Jimin smiles, unknowingly switching the topic. He takes a sip of the fruity drink in his hand, dreamily sighing as his eyes drift to the hallway, attempting a glance at the locked front door.

"Not as much fun she would have if she was here," Hoseok answers, "When do you think she'll be back? She's been gone for hours!"

All seven of the men glance at the clock ticking away and displaying 23:13, not even two hours since she left. A cacophony of sighs fill the room, the loudest coming from the younger ones, who have began to grow tired. For a while, the only sounds in the room are the ticking clock and the clinking of glasses, the men too exhausted or inebriated to speak.

"What's your favourite position?" Hoseok giggles with every word, the beer bottle on the floor beside him completely empty.

"Missionary or doggy." Seokjin speaks up for what has to be the first time that evening, three empty wine bottles strewn at his feet.

"Hyung, you're boring." Taehyung spits.

"They're affectionate and loving! I love how classic they is. She's our future wife, not our personal whore like some of you make out- I'm talking to you specifically Min Yoongi!"

"I like cowgirl or sixty-nine. It makes me rock hard when I think about seeing her on top of me, using me for her own pleasure." Jimin jumps in, attempting to stop an argument and revert back to the focus of the night: their hot girlfriend.

"The one where you press 'em against the wall and have their legs around your waist and do it standing. I just love seeing how affected she gets when I just lift her up and go crazy," Namjoon goes next, "Her size and strength kink is nuts."

"Cowgirl or spooning I think. Or doggy when she's pegging me." Jungkook follows, grinning widely when he receives a high-five from Jimin in reply.

"Cowgirl is good, especially when you've got her tied up and you're the one in charge. Prefer sixty-nine though."

"That's because you have an oral fixation, Yoongi hyung." Jungkook sarcastically replies.

"Never heard you complain before, brat."

"Sitting lotus." Taehyung speaks no further, downing the last of his drink.

"Butterfly, because she's my pretty butterfly." Hoseok finally ends.

The men's minds are no longer fixated on their girlfriend's absence, but rather on the things they can get up to after she gets back and they sleep off the hangover.

She's in for a long week.

*chef kiss*

Eddie Munson.

Early to Rise | Eddie Munson x Reader

This is a thirst post that got out of hand, I hope you guys enjoy it!💕

Summary: Eddie’s alarm wakes you up a little too early and you’re determined to get a few more minutes of sleep, unfortunately for you- your boyfriend has other ideas.

Warnings: 18+, PWP, established relationship, soft sleepy morning sex, praise, teasing, fingering, one use of the word cumslut, creampie, not proof-read.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!reader.

Word Count: 3.4k.

You were never much of a morning person, but nothing could compare to Eddie Munson. His friends would joke that he could sleep through an apocalypse, and maybe that was true. The man had the loudest alarm possible to try and rouse him from slumber, often taking three rounds of the snooze button before he’d even contemplate getting out of bed. And the moments where you slept over made it that much more difficult, the soothing warmth of your soft body more than enough to coax him back to sleep.

“Eddie,” You groaned as his shrill alarm continued to blare in the background, burying your face into his soft pillow as you felt his arm move from where it was slung over your hip, “Turn it off.”

The man leaned back to blindly slap his bedside table as he felt for his alarm, aiming for the snooze button as his eyes opened to a squint. Finally hitting the source of the noise as he moved to flop back down on his bed, resuming his position behind you as he flung an arm back over your hip. You snuggled back into his pillow before you felt a hardness poking the small of your back, Eddie’s breath hitching in his throat as you wriggled against it. A move he already anticipated as he tightened his hold, gripping you tighter to his body.

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manifesting loving comforting Jimin in my life rn

and my boy yoongi is just a softie at heart trying his mcbest

Time~ Ot7 Werewolf Au

Chapter Seven: My Omega

Summary: Time. It's always passing by, always changing things that you wish stayed the same. It brought the good and it brought the bad, hell it brought the down right best time in your life. The best thing in your life came with time. It came with some stumbled steps, tough spots...it came with time.

Pairing: Werewolf!BTS X Werewolf!reader

Warning: Angst, mentions of violence, sexual assault, blood, gore, sex, matting, bitting, knotting, insecurities, slow burn. Fluff, and just one of my stories tbh.

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Jimins room was bright, and colorful. His bed is much larger than Jins or Hoseoks, pushed into the corner of the room away from the window.  His walls were a light blue, and pictures were hung along the wall just like Hoseoks, yet mixed in were sketches that you could only assume Jungkook and Taehyung had drawn. From smiling Namjoon to a blushing Yoongi, it had you moving away from the Omega and taking one of the drawings. It was of Yoongi, what you assumed was Hoseok straddling his lap, head buried into Yoongi's neck. 

Their hair was the same length as it is now, both sitting at the bay window that was downstairs Yoongi's eyes staring off, looking through a window where you saw a wolf, it was in the field, sitting down, eyes looking forward and a scar running up its lip to the bottoms of its nose was a familiar one to you. You assumed if there was color the fur of the wolf would match your own. The drawing had you tilting your head as you feel an arm  wrapping around your waist as a pointed chin pressing against your shoulder. You lean back against him, his other arms sliding across your stomach as he starts to let out small purrs, his fingers kneading at your hip as you move to the side for your arm to wrap around his shoulders.

“Kook drew that one night, I don't know if you saw them, but they saw you and Jungkook kinda just pushed your wolf forward.” he takes a breath in as you move away and look down at him, “Hoseok and Yoongi didn’t want it..said if they had a picture of you they wanted a real one before a drawing…so I took it.” You nod as you step back till the back of your thighs hit the end of his bed. It had him moving forward to stand between your legs as he looked down at you. “The last..last month I would look at it..and just..just imagine my wolf and yours playing while Yoongi and Hoseok watched..like a little movie in my head. How life is supposed to be.” His words had your heartbeat speeding up as you grabbed him by his waist, head resting against his stomach as you hugged him. His sound of surprise had you smiling as you felt one of his hands rest on your shoulder as the other moved to your hair. The two of you stayed like that, his sweet caramel apple scet swirling around you as his wrist rubs against the scent gland on your neck, making you pretty much go limp.  The feeling of his nails scratching at your scalp every so often was also pushing out small sounds of comfort and enjoyment, which lead to Jimin crooning at you. “I need to do your hair.” he mumbles, making you shrug as he pulls away, pushing your shoulders up as he smiles down at you. “Come sit in this chair, I can do it.” His hand motions to the swivel chair that was in front of a desk, a large mirror was attached to it, as you got up and sat down he quickly pressed a kiss to your nose making you widen your eyes as he smiled down at you. His hand moved to the chair so you were looking at yourself, it had you looking down as his hand moved all of your hair to be pulled back. 

“Not too much?” You asked, you're looking up at him, his eyes staring at you as he nods his fingers moving through your hair, stopping when they’d get a cough on a knot, or a matt. As if he was taking notes on where each one was, then you’d feel him pick it up and a mess with it, evaluating how bad each one was.  “I told Jin it was bad.”

“Actually it’s not, I might have to layer it shorter than you’d like in certain areas like right here.” He picks up a portion to show it to you, making you cringe as he places it down. “This one is denser than the others, but I can try and work through it. It might hurt though.” He muttered, making you sigh, nodding as he quickly wrapped his arms around your neck, his chin resting on the top of your head  as you hand reached up and gripped his arm. “It will be okay baby, I swear. With me around your hair will never get like this again, it will always be taken care of, always.” His words had you nodding as he smiled brightly at you, kissing the top of your hair as he pulled away and moved to the desk you were in front of.  Opening a drawer as he set out scissors and other things you really couldn’t put a name to, yet you felt like you could trust him with wherever he was going to do. “So, I'm gonna wet it, and add this detangler I’ve made, it has some oils in it and I'm gonna brush as much a si can out without destroying your scalp in the process, it’s gonna see like you lost a lot of hair but it’s just build up, okay baby?” You nod, his smile calming yourself as you take a deep breath in, you see a brush and spray bottle in hand as you feel the mis against your head making you jump. 

“Cold.” You mutter making him giggle as he sprays again the bottle then placed back on the table as he grabs your hair, and starts to brush out the ends.

“Can..can I ask about you?”  He wonders after a few minutes of listening to a brush run through your hair, a knot or two already worked through as you look at him through the mirror.

“I guess..” 

“You don't have to answer anything you dont want too, you can tell me as much and as little as you want..we have the rest of our lives to tell each other everything..and this is just the start.” he mumbles a small smile playing on his lips as you sigh and nod.

“Go for it.”

“Okay, easy one, how old are you?”

“I think..I think I’m twenty four, the hunter got my pack when I was sixteen…and this would be the ninth winter.” You matter though you knit your eyebrows together as you sigh, “I'm not very good at math though so.” You eyes closing as he nods, though you could see the hesitation when you look up and your eyes meet.

“Do you remember….remember when your birthday was?”

“That spring I turned sixteen, so I think next I’ll be twenty five.” Your words kinda end in a question making him smile at you, his hands pulling themselves from your and wrapping around your neck once again.

“Then that makes you the baby of the family, Kookie is twenty five now, Tae and I are twenty seven and Joonie and Hoseok are twenty eighth and Yoongi is twenty nine and and jinnie is thirty.” He mumbles, a breath after each age, excitement growing with each word as he moves back to brushing out another knot, being gentle as he possibly could be. “Though just cause you’re the baby doesn’t mean I'm not your baby.” he muttered, a small smile on his face as you chuckle as you see a blush painting his cheeks as he shook his his head, “That sounds stupid.”

“No, it’s the truth you and Jinnie are my babies.” You muttered, making him let out a choked breath, as he stepped back and took a deep breath in.

“Stop making me feel so small, you you butt.” he huffs, making you chuckle as you shake your head taking a deep breath in and out as he shakes his shoulders. “I can’t be small and cut your hair, can’t work like that.” 

“Okay okay.” You mutter making him huff as he slowly gets back to brushing your hair out, “Any more questions?” You ask, making him rapidly nod as he takes a deep breath in and looks at you through the mirror once again.

“So what's your favorite season?”

“The time of year before winter, where the leaves change and the weather cools down and the food migrates.” Your words had him nodding at you, “I've heard people call it Fall and Autumn but I'm not sure which is the right term.”

“I think everyone calls it something different, I call it fall cause all the leaves fall but Namjoon and Hoseok say Autumn.” 

“What about you?”

“I guess..hmm spring? Everything new and fresh.” You smile at him as you feel a tug at your scalp making you wince as he lets out a soft apology. “Okay favorite color?”

“Brown.” He let out a snort at your single word answer, and with how fast you had responded, “It just..you all have brown eyes..and I..okay next question.” he coo’s at your words, his eyes shining at you as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“So so so sweet, okay okay next question…what’s your favorite childhood memory?” His question was innocent enough, though it had you pausing, trying to remember before your world became nothing but control control control. Your head tilted  as you felt yourself shrug, not really knowing what it would be as he smiled at you. “Come on, there has to be one?”

“I guess..I guess when..when there was this thunderstorm..and my mom was able to sneak my dad into the Omega room, and he held me and her as long as he could before the Alphas would grow suspicious.” You felt your chest tighten at the thought of your mother and father, the few memories of him you have were honestly the ones  you held most dear to your heart. “Any memory with my dad honestly.” You whisper your eyes looking down at your lap as you hear him take a deep breath in.

“Omega room?” Jimin asked, his eyebrows knitted together as you looked, gave him a nod, his brushing slowing as you saw his shoulders drop.

“Don’t know what it is?” You mumble, a scoff at the end as he nodded, “Most don’t…it’s what..what the older pack used to keep Omegas separate form the rest of the pack, or the world. It was used for Alphas to be able to control the population and show power..you only ever left when you were a  different rank and was old enough to leave your mom or when an Alpha wanted you…” You stop mid sentences taking a deep breath in as you mentaly curse at yourself, feeling too comfortable around Jimin was making you revile things you never wanted to. Fear that the pack would shun you or use you like your old pack did. “Can..can we change the topic.” you stuttered Jimin's sniffling as he placed the brush down and crawled into your lap. Letting out a surprised sound as he wrapped his arms around your neck, head burying itself into your neck as you felt his lips move to your scent gland making you stiffen as he paused. “Jimin?”

“Can I please..please?” he muttered against your glande his breath fanning your skin as your frozen hands moved to rest on his waist, one moving to the back of his head. “I don’t know what you want.” You answer honestly, making him nuzzle closer to you as you hear him sniffle once more.

“Suckle, need to scuckle at your scent glande..it..it calms me..calms most Omegas..I..please I kinda did it earlier.”

“That's what that was?” You mumbled, fingers twisting into his hair as he nodded, making you take a deep breath in. “Explain it to me more afterwards?” You ask, making him nod as you sigh, and push his head towards your neck, making his mouth part as you felt his soft tongue run along your skin. You scent pushing outwards, wrapping around the room as he suddenly starts to suck at the scent that was being expressed out. It had him moaning as you felt his fingers start to knead into your shoulders. His eyes closed as you felt drool sliding down the side of your neck, your own mind drifting into a daze , the feeling of your scent glade being messed with was slightly uncomfortable, the gland swelling with each suck and lick had your fingers digging more and more into his waist. The feeling of one of his hands moving to your jaw, moving your head further to the side, his other hand moving to the back of your neck as you felt him moaning against you, the feeling was making your breathing rapid, and your heart felt like it was going to pound against your chest when you suddenly feel this hips hult forward.

“Jimin…” You whisper, making him freeze as he pulls away, licking your glande once again, making your whine as he pants, forehead resting against your cheek as his breathing fans against your skin.

“Sorry..sorry…got..a..it was a lot.” he whispered, chuckling at the end making your brinkley as your hand moves up from his wasit and around his middled locking at his spin as you move your head and nudge yours against his. “Suckling…it helps Omega ground themselves when they’re upset..it can be sexual too but it useally isn’t..I..I suckle a lot even when Im nto stressed if I’m being honest I just like to do it..some times a suck on the boys fingers when im sleepy too I just..like things in my mouth.” he awkwardly laughs at the end as he slowly pulls away from you. His eyes blow out as he clears his throat body relaxing as his arms drop from your neck to rest in his lap. “I..I drop a lot…I’ll try not to be around you till we’re more comfortable around each other but sometimes I can’t help it.” He warns making your node as one of your hands land on his jaw making him look up.

“It’s okay…what..what made you feel the need to?” 

“Omega rooms sound bad….and to imagine you in one hurt..hurt me.”He whispers the last part, making you nod as you clear your throat and let out a throaty croon his way.

“It wasn't always bad..I mean I always had my mom and we…we were kinda a big unmatched pack? Like a pack pack..”

“With like a head Alpha and stuff? Where not everyone is matted and stuff?”

“Yeah, it wasn’t very pleasant…though maybe before the hunters..the humans… started targeting them they were better? I'm not sure.” You wonder, your thumb is moving along his jaw as he looks at you. “Soooo..my hair?”

“Oh yeah..I got all that I can out and now I need to cut and style..okay?” You nod as he takes a deep breath in and looks at you, “I need one more moment…holy shit.” He says eyes widen as he leans forward, hand on your neck as his thumb runs along your very  swollen scent gland making your body flinch. “I..I’m so sorry.” 

“It’s fine.”

‘When was the last time someone scented you.”

“Besides you? Uh…when I last saw my mother when I was sixteen.” You mutter, head tilting as he gulps and nods, his eyes looking back at you as he frowns slightly.

“That's a long time..no wonder why it's all swollen..I mean some swelling is normal..but it..it looks raw.” He says making you nod.

“It feels like it.”

“Is..is that why you don’t drop? Or nest..you just haven’t had the opportunity too?” He asks, making you blink slowly and shrug as you look at him, “You’re Omega just been lonely?”

“I haven’t heard my Omega in years.” You state, which just made him freeze, you start to freak out when you see tears filling his eyes, yet he stops you. Taking a deep breath as he slid off of your lap and let out a breath. “Jimin?”

“Just..I need..I need to do your hair before I freak out and then I can’t do it anymore. Just..just..” “Okay.” You nod, watching as he grabs scissors and stats to cut at your hair. The sound of the blade cutting through your hair had you closing your eyes, feeling weight falling from your head, especially when you know the biggest mat of hair on your head drops. The feeling of the tight hair that was holding it, your head being released had your tighe body relaxing. Though the moment was as relaxing as it would’ve been if the way Jimin had reacted wasn’t on your mind. The way he had pulled himself from you, how he held back tears and sniffles broke your soul. Your core fighting to comfort the low pack mate, the feeling of yoru Omega itching at the back of your mind, and though you sometimes wish you could link with her, you were scared. Cause If this was the reaction of your lowest ranked Omega, what would be the reaction of your Betas? Your Alphas? You already feel like a disappointment, a speck of dirt on their skin, a broken piece of their pack that was unwanted. Yet you had decided this morning you wanted them, and nothing else.  You wanted to not to ever fall asleep hungry again, you never wanted to feel as dirty as you were ever again. You never wanted to live a moment without Jimin sweet fresh carme, apple scet, or the twisty sweet and spicy scent of Jin. You couldn’t, wouldn’t wish to live a day without them ever again. 

“Okay….all done..can..can we take a nap now?” He whispers, making you nod as you stand up, eyes looking to see your hair was indeed shorter, but it was not as short as you thought it was going to be. Looking over you see Jimin was already climbing into his bed, his small frame being eaten away from the pillows and furs that were being tossed around. You see the way tears were sliding down his face a s you slowly approached the bed, his head snapping up, hand reaching and grabbing Jin sweater and yanking you on to the bed, and what you assumed was a messily made nest.  You fall onto your side as he suddenly is maneuvering your body around, till you were sitting up his hand moving things around, holding then bundling up blankets as he let out claiming chirps to himself. Hand reaching up to whip away his own tears every few seconds as he sniffles.

“Jimin?” You ask, hand reaching for his wrist, making his rapid movements stop as he looks over at you.

“Miinie is making a nest..nest keeps us safe.” He mutters sternly as you look at him, dropping his wrist as you watch. His hands then knead at a certain place and once he nodded at the look of said place he then grabs your wrist and pulls you down, curling himself around you as the two of you rest in the center of the nest. His head kneads at your stomach as he huffs slightly. The back of his hands aggressively  rubs at his eyes. 

“Hey, hey don’t hurt yourself.” You mutter, grabbing his hand, placing it on your chest with your a syou turn and face him. “Im okay now.”

“But..but your Omega is lost..how can you be okay with them lost? What happened to you for her to be lost?” He whines, his lip jutting out as she looks at you, your free hand moving to cup his cheek as you move your nose to press against his.  Your legs move to throw over his waist, following what natural instincts you have, and pull him as close to you as you could. “What happened to my Omega?” He whispers, a broken cry afterwards, that you swear had your heart breaking.

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#bts members taking photos with j-hope

jin at house of bts : okay lemme get a picture of myself real qui-

rest of bts : NEVER

he looks so done lmao

I BELIEVE IN YOONGI :| AND :] SUPREMACY

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