I Can't Wait To Listen To SEVEN

I can't wait to listen to SEVEN ☺

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

JUNGKOOK - ‘SEVEN’ CONCEPT VIDEO

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.

Czytaj dalej

wow, what a way to apologize 🫣😳🥵

the ending 🥺🥺😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 39 - Peg]

Pairing: Taehyung x f.Reader

Warnings: Smut, switching but it is mostly: sub!Taehyung & soft Dom!Reader, basically she goes all 🥴 once he returns the favour, yk?, sex on a chaise lounge in front of a mirror, making out, body worshipping, first time pegging, he calls her Empress, praise & good boy kink, he wants to be called breedable, he strips for her, rimjob, anal fingering, handjob, frotting with her strap & his dick, he is such a cutie pattootie, subby boy tears, a lil bit of overstimulation for him, nipple & breast play, oral (f.receiving), face sitting, vaginal fingering, squirting, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), this is lovemaking at its finest, ah yes he sits on her lap then she gives it to him missionary, i’m gonna bite something this is so sensual & full of emotion

Wordcount: 13.3k

a/n: *horny in love noises*

Classical music on a record player greets you. The scent of expensive red wine and acrylic paints lingers in the air. Jungkook and Yoongi left after early morning breakfast. Yoongi needed to gain back his strength and therefore the two vampires went out hunting. They haven’t returned yet. Jimin went into town as well, meeting up with Hoseok in their dance studio. They won’t be back until later. Which leaves you alone at the estate and therefore with an opportunity to talk to Taehyung. He deserves a chance at talking everything out.

“My darling?” you try.

Taehyung is sitting on the floor, painting the clouds of his newest artwork. He doesn’t lift his head. 

“You are awake. Welcome back”, he says dryly.

“Yeah uhm…can I talk to you or are you busy?” you ask him. 

“Depends on what you are going to say”, he murmurs. 

“I wanted to start with an apology.”

Taehyung stops moving his brush and lifts his eyes. Just his eyes. 

“I know that I’m admitting it way too late, but I wasn’t myself lately and because of it I hurt you.”

Taehyung takes a deep breath, straightening up.

“I am not upset about that. We already solved this issue”, he says.

“So what are you upset about then? I want to fix it.”

“Your stubbornness.”

“I…see.”

“And what you said to me. You told me that you hated me. Why would you say that? I was merely trying to prevent you from hurting yourself even more and you said something so awful.”

“I know, I-”, you stop in your steps as you hurried closer to him without asking, “can I come closer?”

Czytaj dalej

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.

Czytaj dalej

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