Jin Scenario | Under The Covens Protection

jin scenario | under the coven’s protection

➸ prompt: I’m a vampire, and you’re a human who’s prone to getting hurt. Please take better care of yourself, or I might not be able to control myself!

➸ pairing: vampire jin x reader

➸ warnings: depictions of minor injury

➸ requested by @felifli and anon | 1.3k words | fluff

When you had kissed Jin goodbye, he had made you promise you would take care of yourself. He had fixed you with that stern gaze that he reserved for only the most serious occasions, and pleaded, “Don’t go hurting yourself while I’m gone.”

“I’ll try my very best.”

He had pressed his icy lips to your temple, and his touch spoke more than a hundred words ever could. “Stay safe.”

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yoongi scenario | the mystery of us

❝ You don’t understand Min Yoongi at all… but then again, you don’t understand yourself very well either… ❞

➸ prompt: I can’t travel to see my family on Christmas, so I decided to invite you over to keep me company, even though you’re kind of grumpy and a loner…

➸ pairing: slytherin yoongi x slytherin reader

➸ warnings: mentions of bullying, blood and physical violence, mild swearing

➸ requested by @returnofthesquishies | 11.5k words | fluff, angst, Hogwarts au

Min Yoongi is a mystery to you.

With jet black eyes, like windows to an inky sky, and hair blacker still, he gives off the impression that you should stay away. He goes through life at Hogwarts avoiding company, sitting alone, and scaring off even his fellow Slytherins, yourself included.

But Yoongi isn’t all that he shows. He’s more than the blockade of ice he puts up around everyone, showing how little he cares with a curl of his cold lip.

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jungkook scenario | pomp and fortunate circumstance

➸ prompt: I’m a werewolf who sometimes has anger issues and you’re a witch who makes calming potions. You always slip me a free lavender candle when I buy from you, and now every time I smell it I can’t stop thinking about you…

➸ pairing: werewolf jungkook x witch reader

➸ requested by @allwatyouneed | 1.1k words | fluff

It’s unlucky that the party falls on the night of the full moon. Typical of humans to organise things when it’s most inconvenient for werewolves.

Still, with Jungkook’s father as the CEO of the company that’s hosting, it’s imperative that he attend, and offer smiles, coughing back snarls as the moonlight shines through the window and scratches at his skin. On nights like tonight, it’s normal for him to go off to the woods on the outskirts of the city, give over to primal urges, and let the process of transformation overtake him. But that’s not an option tonight.

The only thing anchoring him down is your warm presence by his side, smelling of soap and lavender.

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This was so good! The world building and mythos you interspersed throughout the fic are really good, and makes me want to read more in this world.

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Just outside the boundaries of your town, deep within the trenches of the forest sits a massive tower made from smoke-stained ivory. Decrepit and ominous, it looms over your town like a warning- like a shadow…

There are opposing rumors as to what resides in the tower.

One of them, the one that just so happens to appeal to you the most, is that there is a deity living in that tower.  

The one who knows.  

The one who blesses and curses the deserving and offers wisdom that no mortal can.  

And now, faced with the imminent demise of your family- you have no choice but to seek answers in the darkness. 

What, in god’s name, will you find?

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: demi-god! au, demi-god! Jimin, mythology, slight angst, smut, fantasy

Word count: 8k (THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PWP)

Warnings: likely inaccurate representations of greek mythology lmao, unprotected sex (wrap it up plz), mentions of violence/death, slightly spooky??? allusions to corruption and murder (non-explicit), JIMIN (cause he’s always a warning), probably a messy plot cause I went feral with this one. parts are unedited oops. 

A/N: i have nothing to say. this was supposed to be demon porn and now we have a completely new au. SOMEONE PLEASE STOP ME. okay anyways,,,, i love u. 

Corruption.  

It ran rampant through your town like the plague, devouring everything in its path. One right after another, you have seen it swallow those who you had come to respect; good town folk, who at one time, moved through the world with a moral compass stronger than the one you felt you possessed, had now fallen ill to the disease.  

And you understood…to an extent. The universe was not a benevolent dealer. It randomly assigns cards to its patrons and cares not about the outcome- or the losses. You understood that sometimes people were simply without a winning hand.  

But the need to win was still present.  

However, your town was spoiled with a type of greed that wafted through the streets and turned everything to mold. Neighbor betraying neighbor, partner betraying partner- even mother’s betraying their children…

All to please one man…

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- barista!yoongi scenario | tea and sympathy -

♡ what’s the best way to get over a bad break-up? ordering everything on the sweet menu at the nearest cafe, of course! ♡ 

A/N: this was requested by @justthewaymymindworks, but it somehow became a barista!au? I hope you don’t mind… :) genre: fluff, mild angst word count: 2.1k

Ten minutes and twenty-three seconds since the damage was done.

Now, you’re in the nearest café, ordering all the sweets you can afford, and swallowing tears.

The barista eyes you over the counter, eyebrows raising a millimetre with each dessert you order.

“… and a slice of Victoria sponge, and some of those macaroons, and a brownie, and a triple-chocolate muffin…”

His eyes shuffle over you, taking in the red nose, the tear-clumped eyelashes, the wobbling lips – all part of the barely functioning human that is you. He doesn’t comment, just asks: “Anything else?”

“A chamomile tea.” You avert your gaze, not wanting his judgement. It’s not his business what you order. Yeah, that’s right, Mr… (you glance at his name tag) … Mr Yoongi, it’s not your business. This is between me, and my stomach… and my ex-boyfriend who just left me standing in the street.

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yoongi scenario | garden in my heart

❝ Yoongi likes to destroy, and you like to create. But love blooms in unusual places, and between unlikely hearts. ❞

➸ prompt: I accidentally grabbed your sketchbook in art class, and it’s filled with amazing doodles… wait is that supposed to be you and me… and are we…???

➸ pairing: bad boy yoongi x reader

➸ requested by anon | 2.1k words | fluff

➸ author’s note: I strayed a little far from the prompt with this one, but… this is what felt right for the story… so here you go, fluff and bad boy Yoongi! A wonderful concoction I never knew I needed ‘till just now! Also, this was kind of inspired by ‘secret garden’ by oh my girl!

Floriography. Or the language of flowers. It’s another way to talk outside of the words you always find yourself struggling with, giving clumsy constructions and hesitating answers every time you open your mouth.

You’d much rather communicate with flowers. And drawings. Giving a sketchbook’s worth of your feelings, captured better than words ever could, is so much easier.

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