Get Lost With Me (yoongi X Reader | Oneshot)

Get Lost with Me (yoongi x reader | Oneshot)

➺ “Sometimes it’s the little things can make someone’s day and possibly change your life forever.”

A/N So i realize that I’ve been writing a lot. Forgive me, but I have to get out as much as I can before I lose the inspiration and I was too excited about this to wait to post it later. 

      This is a gift to @theboyz-engup because I miss her a lot even though we talk everyday and because she deserves some sweetness in her life (haha get it? cause ‘Suga’ haha…sorry) Anyways, hope you like it!

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pairing: Yoongi x Reader

genre: Fluff and angst, cause it’s me we’re talking about.

warnings: strong language

words: 4,485

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⠀⠀ ➳ “I fell in love with you, not them.” ⠀⠀ ➳ Prince!Jungkook x fem!reader

⠀〔 6 : 30 am 〕

Jungkook waited on the bench in the park, hiding his presence with his hoodie and a mask in front of his mouth and nose. No one had to know he was the prince, no one aside from you would be able to recognize him anyway.

It didn’t take long before you arrived, dressing in dark and regular clothes so that people wouldn’t look at you when you passed by. You moved next to Jungkook, only muttering a small hi before you watched a jogger pass by the two of you.

“I missed you” Jungkook said soft and leaned forward to you, planting a soft kiss upon your lips as a greeting. The kiss made you smile and quickly pecked his lips after the kiss had ended. “It’s been less than 24 hours, and I know that in those 24 hours, you danced with about 3 other princesses” you said calmly. You weren’t angry about that, but reality slowly began to hit you: you would never be able to marry and start a life with Jungkook.

Jungkook looked at you, confused eyes present as he hadn’t expected you to speak like that. “So what? I can dance with you too, in the middle of the park if you want to even” he said simply, not understanding why to you it was such a big deal. “I don’t want to dance, I want a chance with you but instead one of those princesses gets to love you.”

“I fell in love with you, not them” Jungkook said and sighed deeply, understanding why you had reacted like that. He took your hands in his, pressing a kiss on each hand before he looked up at you. “Yesterday, I told my parents I wanted to live a normal life, with a normal girl. Fuck being a prince, I only want to be your normal boyfriend”

My Sun, My Moon

I was hella sleepy and wrote this short little thing. I didn’t edit it that much or anything lol but hopefully it’s cute.

Pairing: YoongixReader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff fluff fluff such lazy fluff

Word Count: 652

Yoongi loved how you were like the sun. Everything you did was bright and warm. The way you smiled, or the way you’d sing. Even when the notes came out off key it made everything a little lovelier. Your sunlight made him want to go outside to enjoy it all. Feel the breeze and smile as he held your hand. He’d smile wider when you’d let go and run off laughing, excited at something or other, shining just a little brighter.

But other days Yoongi would rather sit inside where it was dark and he could be Alone. Alone was where he rested with his thoughts, recharged, and relaxed. He didn’t want to be distracted by sunlight on those days. He usually spent these times truly isolated from others. He spent those times like the moon, shining softly while others slept far far away. Then he met you, and realized being Alone didn’t really have to include being “alone” at all.

Curled up in bed, dozing and dreaming, he’d find you next to him. Warm and soft. You were his favorite pillow. You’d curl into him as he held you closely in his arms.Somewhere in the tangle of bodies your lips found his. Or other times his would meet the top of your head. Or yours would graze his shoulder. Always lazy, always gentle. Every once in awhile little words would pass between you.

“Come closer”

“Perfect”

“Turn over”

“I love you”

He hadn’t meant to let that last one slip out. His eyes had fluttered open, quickly scanning your face for any trace of discomfort. All he could see was you sweetly smiling, eyes still closed. The way you held him tighter made him glad he had said it.

“I love you too”

He could barely hear the response when you mumbled it so quietly. He wish he had been recording it. Wish he could’ve played it on loop. Yoongi slept better that day then he had his whole life. He started finding it was harder to sleep when you weren’t there.

The quiet nights he spent in the studio soaking in music, you would always sit nearby. Sometimes you’d lie on the couch a ways apart. The two of you wouldn’t talk on those days. You would have a book, or other times just your phone. You knew Yoongi remembered you were there by the way he’d put his headphones on when you started to doze off. You knew he remembered when you’d wake up from such a doze and find a blanket draped gentle over you. One night you pretended to fall asleep just to see him do it. He had moved so quietly. He stubbed his toe on the way and cursed at the noise he’d made. When he finally reached the couch you had reached your hands out, finding the need to feel him against you again. Your heart swelled when he silently complied.

Other nights you would sit by his feet, a book in your hands and your own music in your ears. On those nights you’d lean over and kiss his calf every now and again to remind him you were there. You’d lean gently on his knees or nuzzle into his thigh. Afterwards his hand would find itself in your hair. Your hair was so soft, so warm like the rest of you. Occasionally he’d turn his music up a little louder. Shift in his chair when he tweaked certain lines. Caress your head a little more gently. When Yoongi did that you knew to pause your music and pull off your headphones. You would listen and understand which parts had been written for you.

He was your moon. Silent, cold, and serene. He had always been the moon, all alone in his thoughts quietly illuminating the night.

Then one night he looked up and saw you next to him.

He looked up and saw the stars.

Evil: Wolf!AU

Evil Ship: Alpha!Reader | Wolf!Yoongi Description: Your life is pretty boring, apart from being the Alpha of your pack. But it gets a bit more exciting when you discover Yoongi wants to spend his heat with none other than you.  Warnings: Dom!Yoongi, Spitting, Choking, Rough Sex, Intercourse, Oral, Orgasm Denial, Overstimulation, Blowjob, Pregnancy Kink, Lack of Aftercare, Degrading Names, D/S Themes, Cum Play, Sex Toys, Multiple Orgasms, Dirty Talk, Creampie, Biting, M/S Themes Word Count: 6,101 A/N: SERIOUSLY NOT VANILLA! I HAVEN’T WRITTEN SOMETHING THIS KINKY IN A LONG, LONG TIME. Also the Pack members are LOONA, so don’t worry too much with names or that stuff.

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:: BTS ◇ Being Their Werewolf Girlfriend

NOTE › @.btsxdoll​ reblogged a ‘where are the female werewolves in fantasy?’ post which inspired this. enjoy ♡

↳ warnings 🌙 dom/sub, smut, angst, marking, dash of humor

[ jimin ] ➝ He definitely knows that catchy Shakira song, even the Spanish version. But what a real she-wolf roaming his garden at 3 AM ends up being like will blow his mochi mind. Oh yes. It really is a whole new world. And holy shit, you are one hell of a gnarling beast on that lawn. Jimin will be honest with you: If he could, he’d probably brag on twitter all day that you have gigantic claws. That he’s allowed to touch them when you aren’t particularly wilding out somewhere in the local forest scratching pine trees or off to hang out with a fifteen-member, cigarette-smoking ghoul gang. 

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One night, vampire yoongi had a dream: y/n was the vampire, and he was the human. He saw his relationship with her through human eyes, and it soon turned into a nightmare because he imagined when he died, she'd be alone forever (which the mere thought of her sadness forever gave him the biggest heartache). When he woke up, it was the first time he ever felt the greatest desire to turn her.

there were days where yoongi truly, truly appreciated the fact that he was able to sleep whenever he wanted. if it wasn’t already peaceful to sleep alone, having you by his side made him anticipate for when the moon comes out and the blanket 

but tonight… yoongi would be damned to say that was the case.

he had the… chance to see things from a different perspective, through the lenses of another in a relationship of two and that was none other than you. for once, he got to know how it felt like to be human again. to feel so much more than just the emotions within the range he could as a vampire. heightened with a beating heart when he stared into your eyes that was once a color by nature, now crimson like the blood he has flowing in his veins.

a heart that was beating for you. that stopped when time took over and the sight of you so alone reflected the loneliness he would face when you were gone from the face of earth.

yoongi wakes up with heavy breathing, as if he’s been pressed down by a boulder on his chest and restricted with his surroundings but in reality, a hand he’s come to hold until he could trace the outlines with his memory if he wanted to, gripping onto him with worry swimming in the eyes of the owner. he sits up because it’s too much to be laying down, much more when you’re helping him. it’s not that he can’t move on his own, his body could withstand and do more than a normal human but because of one, that has affected him in more than just one way, he’s having difficulties. 

he manages, though.

along with words.

“what’s wrong?” your voice is soft, gentle, innocent - too innocent that yoongi feels he’s about to regret what he’s about to tell you but he has to. building a relationship out of trust and love, trust is so important and he’d go against his words to hide things from you. especially when they revolve around you.

it was hard, but yoongi pulls through. each word chosen carefully from the start, ending with one attack after another because he can’t control his feelings that well. your hands, cradling his cheeks in order to hold him together can’t do as much. his hands join to overlap, a backing force to help you help him and it’s only until he gets out all the words he wishes to say. every scene, piece after piece, stuck together in a timeline of how things were with you and him in reality, seemed to have taken a toll in yoongi’s realm of imagination.

“please say something,” his voice is strained, which makes no sense because he fed last night. this only happens when this is something that affects him heavily. gulping, you shift on the bed until you’re caging him in with thighs casing his own. his hands are shaking when you try to move them away, so you flip them over to hold onto them tight. he refuses to look at you, he can’t and you understand.

but yoongi caves in because it’s you.

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