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. 

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OMG ☺ So much sex in this chapter and in different combinations 🤭 I loved the surprise 😅

They are all so cute when they are happy and I love it.

Shy post-sex Kook will always melt my heart. Cocky Tae is so hot, but most of all Yoongi, this hot bastard has no competition. The way he changes from rough dom to soft loving man in a blink of an eye. I love him and I need him 😩

I'm happy they are all back together, like a big and loving family. I hope only happy days from now on for them.

And Namjoon can rot in that round room for all I care. They really just should build the thick wall before doors to the cellar.

This chapter really feels like it's the end and I'm NOT ready 😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 40 - Gegenwart]

• Gegenwart (German, present)

Warnings: Smut & Fluff, sweet mornings, kissies, there is a smutty surprise in this chapter aye, there is also explicit Yoongi smut, Dom!Yoongi, subby!Reader, sex on a table & against the table, standing doggy, spanking, choking & breathplay, biting, praising, he calls her his good girl, dirty talk, nipple play, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), overstimulation (f.receiving), squirting, he makes her cum so good that she pisses herself :’), major strength kink, he makes her cry from too much pleasure, she is a pain slut in this haha, send help he is so rough but in a hot & loving kinda way, this is desperate & needy fucking, sweet & caring aftercare, all of them are happy and I am :(, this is the end of something and therefore it will always be a little sad, they went through so much and are finally happy, I love them so much

Wordcount: 13k

a/n: i’m repeating myself, but all  i want is their happiness :(

The entire estate smells of it. It is sharp and strong. You know exactly where the smell comes from. The kitchen. 

You ought to check it out.

“Tae? What are you doing? The entire estate reeks of it.”

The culprit of the terrible smell turns around.

“Please don’t look”, he exclaims, “I didn’t do anything!”

You snort, staring at the heap of burned pancakes he threw on a plate.

“Ah yes and those burned pancakes appeared out of thin air”, you tell him as you make your way to him.

He eyes them with sheepish embarrassment.

“This wasn’t my doing. Someone came in here and tried to cook you breakfast.”

“Ah. Someone you say? And where is that someone now?”

“I chased them away.”

You laugh, giving his butt a soft pat.

“You are silly. Come, give me that before you end up burning everything”, you tell him, pushing him away from the pan with the help of your hips. You snatch the spatula out of his hands and grip the pan handle.

“Darling no, you are ruining the entire point of this”, he whines, giving you sad puppy eyes.

“What point? I thought you chased the culprit away.”

“No, you shouldn’t-”, he tries to steal the spatula from you, “this wasn’t the plan”, he whines.

“And what is the plan? You ruining my good pan?”

He pouts. You grin fondly. He looks oh so adorable with his bangs ruffled in the front and his cheeks still puffy from sleep.

“Don’t pout. Come here, give me a kiss.”

Taehyung obeys happily, leaning in for a sweet kiss. He rests his chin atop your shoulder afterwards, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Your lips are so soft, darling”, he whispers and nuzzles.

He makes you smile. You flip the pancake, pressing down on the edges to makes sure it gets fried equally.

“I promise you, I will master pancakes one day. Just you wait”, he tells you.

“I don’t doubt that.”

“You are mocking me, aren’t you?”

“No, of course not.”

“Hey”, he pinches your shoulder with his teeth, making you giggle, “tch, you are so mean.”

You place the first good pancake on a fresh plate, then pour new batter into the pan. It sizzles quietly.

“Do you have any plans for today?” he asks you.

“I was planning on taking care of the greenhouse. Finally. I neglected it for too long. Why?”

“I was just asking”, he says and for a few moments you and him are silent as you cook the pancakes.

You managed to finish two pancakes when Taehyung speaks again. He is back hugging you by now, leaving innocent little kisses on your neck and shoulder.

“What would you say to doing my hair?” he asks you.

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"As if your purpose on this earth was to be connected with him. As if in those short and long moments where your bodies are the closest they can get, your souls are finally one again." 🥹😭  My heart is finally at peace 😭😭😭😭

THEY ARE TRUE SOULMATES 🥺😭😭😭 Nothing can separate them. Yoongi is so cool, and OC is a bad bitch - perfect combination. They must be together for eternity, with cute Kookie too.  

↳ Index [Chapter 38 - Soulmates]

Warnings: just…softness and yoongie boongie :( and googie woogie :(, there is also Smut in this chapter but it’s not explicit, it’s more implied that she rides him but it’s not graphic you get me, either way they fucking deserve the fucking world, there will only be softness from now on

Wordcount: 10.3k

a/n: will i ever grow tired of writing them being touchy and in love? nope and nobody can stop me

You sometimes wonder how your life would have turned out had you stayed with your parents. Would you be happier or would you be living in your own personal Hell? Would your father still avoid looking into your eyes and would your mother still greet you by asking if you were finally doing something worthy with your life? Those are questions you know the answer to already. You would have escape nonetheless. One day, you would have left no matter what. You may not have ended up at this specific university with these specific secrets, but you still would have ended up somewhere else. Somewhere where people looked into your eyes and where simply being alive was already enough.

Being alive is a funny thing. Everything and everyone could kill you at any time. You breathe whilst sometimes feeling like drowning. Your heart beats even after getting it shattered. Your brain continues to produce thoughts, no matter how much one may beg it to stop. Your limbs continue working for as long as they are destined to work. And yet everything, every single thing works to one single goal. Death. That one day all this working may finally stop.

Death is an ever funnier thing. You wonder if you would look at it the way you do these days after everything you have been through. You wonder if you would still be as scared of it as you were back then, if you never knew how it feels to come so close to it. Maybe you would live happier though. Despite your fear. Maybe you wouldn’t have to think of all the lives you ended and just how death is certain for everyone. No matter if it comes in ten years, three days or five centuries. Everyone dies eventually.

Are you dead? Is that why you are thinking about it right now? Is this your brain’s last job? To make you think about how everyone dies? Didn’t people always say that one thinks of one’s life if death was near? But what is there to think about really? Thinking about it hurts too much. Your grandmother left, your parents hated you and you failed to reunite the only family which felt like home. Yoongi. You failed to save him.

Your eyes open. The lights are so bright that it hurts. You blink to get rid of the pain. Wait a minute. You can’t be dead. You still feel like shit. This isn’t the afterlife, you’re still on earth.

Your vision returns to you and for just a second you wished that it would have given you a little more time to adjust. Yoongi is right there, sleeping on the pillow next to you and with his face glowing in life.

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THIS IS HOME. THEY ARE HOME

There’s so much fluff and comfort in this chapter that it scares me. It’s like the silence before the storm. I don’t want Yoongi to go away only by himself, Can’t he just stay with OC and the rest. PLEASE 😭 😭 😭

↳ Index [Chapter 32 - Home]

Warnings: so many healing & fluffy moments, this is a feel good chapter,  yoongi & oc once again deserve the world

Wordcount: 10.9k

a/n: i want nothing but happiness from now on

An entire day and night passed until you are finally somewhat ready to face the world again. Somewhat, because you barely caught any sleep as Yoongi was too busy showing you why he was the Creator of many Gluttons and because of it, you are both hungover and tired. It is a very dangerous combination. The others had no problem with you missing for an entire day. They were busy sleeping off their hangovers either way. Everyone except Hoseok, who had quite the heated day with Dragana and Lea. There were ropes involved and the witches were not the ones feeling them on their bodies.

He leaves the room in beige shorts and a white button up, where he left the first four buttons open. A pair of glasses was perched on his perfectly shaped nose and his long hair was tied back into a bun. He walks with a confident bounce in his steps.

“Hey there everyone, Doctor Love’s finally awake”, he greets the others.

“What is he saying?” Jimin murmurs, addressing Taehyung with it.

“I have not the slightest clue”, Tae whispers, studying Hoseok from head to toe.

They were in the middle of arranging flowers in a book to press later. Well, Taehyung was in the middle of doing so and Jimin sat down next to him and began helping him whilst ruffling his hair every so often.

Seokjin, Jungkook and Emma were busy playing Mario Kart on their Switches. Jungkook is winning.

“Hello to you too”, Seokjin mumbles.

“Who did you fuck?” Jungkook asks without lifting his eyes.

“Dragana and Lea. Bro, I think my ass and cock are gonna be sore for weeks. Also I’m pretty sure that I have sore muscles in my tongue”, he says and sticks out his tongue.

Jungkook cocks up his brow but furrows it seconds later as he has to take a very sharp turn in the game and needs to concentrate.

“Congrats bro.”

“Did you guys know that witches can literally control our bodies so that we can’t cum unless they tell us to? Cause I didn’t.”

“No, I didn’t”, Jungkook says and presses his legs together inconspicuously.

“I did”, Taehyung throws in.

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It's good that authors reblog they previous works, because sometimes you need to read something again to truly appreciate it ☺

under the blankets (m) | jjk

➬ Title | Under The Blankets

➬ Summary | Even in the mornings, it is always hard to resist him. His presence alone captivates you, yet there is something else that always catches your eyes, drawing you to touch him. Not so surprisingly, he shares the same sentiment, though he has his own way of showing it to you. And neither of you mind it when things escalate further into something else that is not quite so innocent.

➥ Pairings | Tattooed boyfriend!Jungkook x Tattooed!reader

➥ Genre | PWP, Smut, Established Relationship au

➥ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; explicit sexual scenes, kissing, body (and tattoos) worshipping, sexual stimulation, teasing, edging, begging, hair pulling (Jungkook and his long hair), dirty talk, swearing, breast play, nipple play, nipple biting, biting, biting kink, clit play, fingering (vaginal/female receiver), oral sex (female receiver), hand job, morning sex, overstimulation, orgasm delay, rough sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, post-sex cuddling, aftercare

➥ Word count | 5,9k words

➥ Author/Posting date | @yoonia​ / Nov 17th, 2022

➥ Masterlist

➥ Author’s note | I have no idea where this came from. This Jungkook just came to me while I was in the middle of writing In Motion and I just had to write it down before it would drive me crazy. Actually, I blame @hisunshiine​ for this. All thanks to that incriminating tweet that you shared.

If you could list out all the things that you love the most about being with Jungkook, then you would definitely put small moments like this one right on the very top.

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WOW WOW WOW

What a great chapter. It was so comforting, like a warm blanket. It was like a good hug. My heart is at peace for now. I cried so much again but for different reasons.

Kook turned out to be the best help. His idea to meet with her grandmother was the best.

Their conversation, his happiness and their mutual confessions. I LOVE THEM!!!

They finally have the cure.

Yoongi don’t worry we are coming back to save you.

↳ Index [Chapter 36 - Oma]

• Oma (German, grandma)

Warnings: I want to cradle Jungkook in my arms and kiss his forehead, he is the most adorable person ever, cuddles & snuggles, wandering around memories, grief in some way?, idk she visits her dead grandma in her memories, it’s sweet but in a bittersweet kinda way, the ending hits different

Wordcount: 14.3k

a/n: writing this chapter after so much pain felt like therapy. this is a breather after all the angst

You open your eyes. The walls are violet and the furniture a mahogany red. You know that room so well. You spent many nights in it back when Namjoon was still nowhere to be found and your little group was still complete. Maybe a little broken at that time, but at least everyone was still here. You sigh with pain in your voice. The night Yoongi was with you in this exact bed comes back to you. Haunting you. It was a peaceful night, the air smelled of aging summer and the cicadas were already quiet. The rest of the house was already asleep. It was just you and him. He plopped himself right across you, sinking into the fluffy duvet until he was almost swallowed by it. You then proceeded to giggle like crazy and attack him with dozens and dozens of kisses. Yoongi spent the night under those covers with you whilst the only soundtrack of the night, was your shaky breathing and the sound of desperate kisses. He told you about his past as a sorcerer once everything was done and you listened to him until the sound of his voice lulled you to the best sleep ever.

Knowing that such moments were nothing but memory these days hurts like fucking hell.

You sit up even if it is difficult. Your legs are bared under the covers. That explains why your jeans are thrown over the wingchair by the window. Your beanie and winter coat were on it as well and by its legs, your winter boots were standing.

Jungkook must have undressed you last night before tugging you into bed. The latter wasn’t in the room with you, but the sound of the shower next door lets you know that he was still here. Even if not visible, Jungkook was still here.

The morning after your night with Yoongi comes back to you. He also took a shower in this bathroom. He let you sleep in and you woke up to the sound of him brushing his teeth. He kept the door open, leaning against the doorframe and with his eyes gazing at your face. He wore a bathrobe back then. It was pink and floor length as it belonged to one of the witches. You remember giggling when seeing him and Yoongi telling you to stop teasing him with fondness in his eyes. He gave you a kiss once he finished his morning routine and till this day you regret not pulling him back into bed with you to kiss him for hours. You should have appreciated the time you had with him more. You should have kissed him and kissed him and kissed him some more.

The door opens. Jungkook steps outside, wearing fresh boxer briefs and having his hair tied back in a high bun. He looks at you the moment the door opens.

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