YES! YES! YES! Just What I Needed. My Favorite Couple, Comfortable With Each Other. Pleasuring One Another.

YES! YES! YES! Just what I needed. My favorite couple, comfortable with each other. Pleasuring one another.

Yoongi receiving 🫣😊😳

Yoongi giving 😈🥵🔥

the ending hahaha

↳ Index [Chapter 30 - Beloved]

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Warnings: Smut, switchy!Yoongi, switchy!Reader, sleepy morning sex, body worshipping, he is so shy but loves being touched, he also tries not to be loud ajdfja, nipple play, body worship, she gives him kisses all over his body, he is a sensitive boy, he has the most sensitive tummy & thighs :(, oral (m. & f.receiving), handjob, face sitting (she makes him sit on her ohoho), rimjob, praise, loving dirty talk, edging (m. & f.receiving), multiple orgasms (f.receiving), choking (m.receiving), man once those roles are switched & she lets him take the lead he is the hottest bastard ever, he treats her so fucking right, he fucks her so good, the aftercare!!, their banter is toptier, they have really deep & emotionally vulnerable conversations afterwards, but it’s not angsty just really intimate, Yoongi is genuinely so endearing I want him

Wordcount: 13.9k

a/n: i want them to be happy always :(

You wake up with an unbearable ache to see Yoongi. Your eyes open quickly, your body feels awake instantly. You feel oh so refreshed, as if you just woke from a beautiful dream. Well, you did. You dreamed of flowers, sunny days, baking and running around libraries. You know that Yoongi made you dream about those things. And that is why you can barely handle not seeing him. You need to see him, tell him how much you love him, kiss his pretty face.

The latter is still sleeping, facing you. Like always, his knees are pulled into his chest and his hands are between them. His dark lashes rest against his ivory cheeks, his pouty lips are just slightly parted. And over his brows, strands of his obsidian hair are curling.

“Oh, my love”, you whisper shakily as you cup his cheek, “Yoongi, my prince”, you say, shaking his head softly. 

Your eagerness to get him to wake may seem selfish, but you can’t wait any longer. You have to see him. 

“Yoongi, wake up”, you stress, shaking him again, “wake up, my beloved.”

Yoongi stirs in his sleep. One more gentle shake and his eyes open slowly. They open and close. Open and close. Open…close. And never open again. 

“M”, is all he gets out then his voice cracks in tiredness and turns into a huff of air instead. 

“Wake up”, you stress, shaking him again. 

He licks his lips, tries to keep his eyes open only to fail again.

“What?” his voice is deep in sleep.

“Yoongi, you’re awake.”

“Yeah”, he mumbles, fluttering his eyelids before closing his eyes for good. 

“I’ve missed you so much. Oh Yoongi”, you say, attacking him with cuddles and big smooches to his cheek. 

Czytaj dalej

My heart can’t take it anymore 💔

Please Sibi, I’m begging you give them a break 😭😭😭 stop this madness.

the only hope in Meredith 🤞🏻 

I WANT MY YOONGI BACK 😭😭😭 😭😭😭 😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 35 - Holidays]

Warnings: big sad but also big mad, magical torture, twisted mind games, the crazy continues, Jimin is a sweetheart, Tae honestly deserves a break poor boy, the grief is strong in this one, also there is one scene in this chapter where she tries to eat but gets really revolted by the food and almost throws up from it, I wanted to put a warning for that too because I don’t want to trigger anyone who struggles with an ED or is recovering from one, if you want to skip this scene it begins at the breakfast scene & ends once Tae talks about “his plans”

Wordcount: 11.3k

a/n: i wanted to give joon a redemption arch at one point but tbfh he pissed me off sm in that chapter now i just wanna fight him ahhaha

“Are you still working on the painting?” he asks.

Taehyung lifts his head from the painting. His eyes light up.

“Jiminie! You’re back”, he greets him and stands up to get to him. He wipes his dirtied hands on his pants, “how was the drive?”

“Bad. I outdrove a storm, it’ll come soon”, Jimin says and leans in for a chaste kiss on the lips. Taehyung, however, pulls him close again, hugging him tightly.

“I missed you so much”, he murmurs into the crook of Jimin’s neck, inhaling deeply afterwards to remind his heart how he smells. Orange blossoms and cold air. The once potent scent of blood wasn’t lingering on Jimin anymore these days, now that Namjoon doesn’t regularly force him to hunt humans for fun. Taehyung thinks that Jimin smells so much better these days.

Jimin ruffles the back of Taehyung’s hair, “I missed you too, Tete.”

Taehyung ends the hug by stepping back and running his palms over Jimin’s cheeks in a soft caress. 

“You look handsome.”

Jimin smiles, “thanks and you look…” he runs his eyes up and down Taehyung’s features, “…exhausted.”

Taehyung lowers his eyes, playing with his hair.

“I haven’t slept well lately. ___ wakes up crying out for Yoongi a lot. I am scared to leave her alone, so I stay by her side most nights. I can’t fall asleep because her racing pulse keeps me awake.”

“I see. I’m sorry.”

“I do it gladly. I do not want her to suffer alone.”

“Mhm”, Jimin hums and nods his head, “where is she, Tete?”

“The last I saw of her, she went to Yoongi’s wing.”

“Mhm, of course”, Jimin says and turns his back to Taehyung, “thanks. I’ll talk to her.”

“Mimi?”

“Yes?”

“What did she tell you?”

Jimin’s face turns rather stoic. He studies Taehyung’s features and sighs.

“I’ll tell you later. Yeah?”

“Yes”, Taehyung says and presses out a small, “fuck.”

Jimin leaves Taehyung’s wing and hurries downstairs.

“Jimin, hey.”

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“I’d lose my immortality for you”, he whispers.  😭😭😭

that’s it. YOONGI IS THE ONLY ONE!!!

↳ Index [Chapter 29 - Erinnerungen]

• Erinnerungen (German, memories)

Warnings: Romance, Fluff, the softest Angst, I cannot write warnings without breaking into tears, just read it, I am a broken woman, this is the most romantic fucking shit I have ever written, it’s so cheesy I fucking love it, also nightmares in the beginning

Wordcount: 9.1k

a/n: *sits in corner and cries loudly*

You are showering, filling the drain with your tears just as much as you fill it with the blood soaked water. It doesn’t want to get off. It’s not leaving your skin. It is part of you.

“Get off of me!” you beg it, rubbing at your skin until it hurts.

It doesn’t get off. You are covered in blood and it doesn’t wash off.

“It’s your fault.”

You turn upon hearing the voice.

Suzy is here. Finally she isn’t just a shadow anymore. She is standing right outside the shower. Her eyes are red from the blood seeping out of her mouth. On her chest a gushing wound is looking at you.

“Go away.”

“Go away?” her voice is distorted through the constant stream of blood dripping from her mouth, “why? To make it easier for you? To help you pretend that you didn’t end another person’s life?”

She steps closer and spits her blood all over the shower door. She begins ripping at it, trying to open it.

“You murderer. You killed another person.”

“Please go away, please leave me alone.”

“You killed me! You killed me! You killed me!”

“I’m sorry! Please believe me! I’m so sorry!”

“You murderer! You killed me!”

“Please go away! Please I’m begging you!”

“You murderer!” she screeches.

“No!”

You sit up, push at nothing. Your hands fall on your lap. Tears are streaming down your face.

“What?” you press out, staring into the darkness.

You had a nightmare. This wasn’t real.

You look at your hands. Moonlight illuminates them. They are still clean, not covered in blood.

“Oh god”, you press out and whimper into said hand, “holy fuck.”

It felt so real. As if she was right there with you, dying all over again whilst dragging you with her.

You turn to the person next to you in instinct. Taehyung is sleeping deeply, hugging a pillow to his chest.

You could wake him, allow him to hold you and soothe you back to sleep and yet.

Yet.

You turn away from him and stumble out of bed.

You can’t explain it, you truly can’t explain why you left the room to search for another instead. It was almost like instinct. You couldn’t control it.

You can’t explain it even when you reached your destination. You just know that you opened his door and stumbled inside with your heart aching for his comfort. You need to feel his arms around you, smell his scent, listen to his soothing whispers. This is all you need tonight.

“Yoongi?” you call for him.

Czytaj dalej

he's my everything 🥹

I can't wait to listen to SEVEN ☺

jungkook talking about his solo single and his solo album 🥹 (trans. cr. @taee)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHGHFHGFHGHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SIBI WTF DID I JUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW?! WHEN?! WHY?!

I LOVE THE PLOT TWIST

I LOVE THAT HER POWERS HAVE BEEN AWAKEN

SHE’S A FUCKIN’ WITCH 🔥🔥🔥🔥 SHE’S CRAZY AND HOT🔥🔥😈

Yoongi 😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 34 - Deliratio]

• Deliratio (Latin, delirium)

Warnings: big sad, OC is kinda crazy from what happened but I kinda love her like that, magical violence, Tae is trying his hardest to be a supportive boyfriend, remember how I said that I wanted nothing but happiness from now on? I lied jafjds

Wordcount: 4.9k

a/n: unironically one of my fave chapters no joke, I love an unhinged OC

“Darling? The dinner is finished, don’t you want to come with me?”

“I’ve got no time, need to read.”

Taehyung studies your form. Your posture is terrible. Squatting on the floor with dozens and dozens of books surrounding you and your back hunched over. The room smells of too little oxygen and burned down candles.

“Darling. The dinner is finished”, Taehyung repeats himself.

“And I told you, leave me alone!” you scream at him, but Taehyung doesn’t budge.

“___ please come with me and eat something”, he tries in a soft voice.

“I can’t”, you insist, “can’t you see? I have so much to read.”

“The reading isn’t going to go anywhere.”

“Yes, yes it will. I have to finish this.”

“Come now, let’s eat something”, Taehyung tries only to get one of the books thrown at him.

“Get out!”

He catches it before it can hit his chest, letting out a worried sigh afterwards.

“___ sweetest”, he tries, setting the book down on one of the countless desks. They were all bending under the weight of too many books and trinkets. He steps over the circle of books and squats down next to you, “let’s get you something to eat, please.”

“Why can’t you listen?” you hiss, flinching when you feel his touch on your arm.

“Because I care about you and I want you to be healthy.”

“I’m okay.”

“No you are not, you haven’t had breakfast nor lunch and I can’t allow you to miss out on dinner as well.”

“I’ll eat later.”

“___ please.”

“No. Leave.”

“___ I’m serious. Come with me or I’ll start using force.”

“I’ll give you an aneurism if you try.”

Taehyung sighs in defeat.

“Please, come with me”, he says softly, caressing your arm.

“I can’t”, you spit, looking at him with your bloodshot, tired eyes, “it’s been two months and I can’t slack now. I have to figure it out. All of it. What happened back then, why he is in such a state and how I can fucking fix it.”

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