seokjin werewolf

Bite Me || Pt 19

Bite Me Masterlist

Word Count: 3.9k

Groups: BTS, Got7, NCT, Twice, Red Velvet

Au: Supernatural

Pairing: Werewolf!Yoongi x Vampire!Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: Gore, Smut, Supernatural Creatures

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Unconditionally

Genre: Werewolf! BTS, Supernatural, Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst

Pairing: Werewolf! BTS x Reader

Warnings: One mention of abandonment.

Summary:  Y/N’s life was far from normal. All seven of her childhood friends are werewolves who are very attached to her.

Authors Note: It’s been a bit since I’ve posted a story so, I hope you’re all excited!

Post Date: 7/16/18

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Originally posted by xjialin

You woke up feeling like you were in the Sahara Desert. A bead of sweat trickled down the back of your neck and you tried to sit up. Tried being a key word. Only your head could be lifted to see a wall of fur laying across your chest. With a bit of wiggling you freed your hands from under the covers. The wall of fur huffed as it was jostled by you.

“Jungkook get off. I’m going to have a heat stroke.” The wolf turned his head to look at you through narrowed eyes. “I will give you belly rubs if you get off me.” The bribe seemed to work as the wolf snorted dramatically and rolled over to the other side of the bed. You immediately threw your covers off, only to find your feet trapped.

“Jin,” you whined. The sleeping wolf raised its head, blinking slowly. It licked it’s chops before yawning. He stood up but instead of hopping off the bed, he turned and flopped down onto you. The weight of a full-grown wolf caused you to fall back onto your pillow. You felt a wet muscle swipe up your cheek. Jin groomed you in greeting, accidently giving you cowlicks in the process.

“Yes, yes. Good morning.” Once satisfied with your cleanliness, Jin pressed his cold nose to your neck and sniffed. Your hands ran down his back, almost disappearing in his thick fur. “I need to get up Jin.” With a bit of a whine, he shuffled over to cuddle against the youngest.

Finally free, you slipped out of bed and stretched your arms to the sky. The kitchen greeted you with warm sunshine and a gentle summer breeze. It carried with it the scent of freshly cut grass and lilacs. After admiring the atmosphere, you brewed yourself a cup of coffee. Right when you were about to pour it, a furry head pushed itself into your free hand.

“Good morning Hoseokie.” You bent down to his level and rubbed the sides of his face. Hobi wagged his tail and ‘talked’ to you, much like a husky would.

“Arrrr-arrrwoo-wooo-wooofff,” he said. You laughed and pressed your forehead into his.

“I’m happy to see you too.” The clacking of nails against the tile floor signaled the entrance of another wolf. A loud bark preceded his sudden rush toward you. He practically jumped onto you, whining and pressing his head into your tummy.

“Yes, yes, good morning Taehyung.” He circled you, sniffing and snorting in delight. Before you knew it, he had a toy in his mouth, nudging your hand with his head. “Let me wake up then we can play.” Hoseok licked the side of Taehyungs face before grabbing onto the other end of the stuffed duck. A tug of war immediately ensued between the two.

With your coffee in your hand, you stood by the sliding glass door and gazed outside. It was a beautiful morning. A short bark sounded to your left. Namjoon entered the kitchen and sat next to you, looking out the window too. “Morning,” you said. Absentmindedly, you scratched the top of his head. Namjoon leaned his head against your thigh, his tail sweeping back and forth against the floor. Once your mug was empty you made your way to the living room with Joonie.

Yoongi was of course, snoozing in a sunspot. His dark fur deepened in the sunlight. His ears twitched as you sat next to him. The wolf cracked open one eye. Seeing it was just you, he relaxed once more, blindly reaching out his paw and placing it on your lap. You took his paw in your hands, gently smoothing down the fur. Suddenly, a large head was placed on your shoulder from behind. The wolf nuzzled into your face, whining a little.

“Jiminie,” you cooed, “good morning.” You let go of Yoongi’s paw to pet the large head on your shoulder. Eventually Jimin came around and sat in front of you, ears low and tail wagging. After living with him for many years, you knew what he wanted. Kneeling forward, you put your arms around him and hugged him. His whining increased as he snuggled his head over your shoulder.

“Yes, yes. I love you too,” you said.

Just then, Jungkook howled from down the hall, stalking toward the two of you. He nudged Jimin with his nose before fixing you with an intense stare.

“What?” Jungkook laid down and rolled onto his back, pawing at your arm. “Oh, you want those belly rubs I promised you.” He huffed in response. Tail thumping against the hardwood floors, you scratched and rubbed at his belly.  When your hand would come up closer to his face, he would lick your hand in thanks. You couldn’t help but tease the youngest.

“Who’s a good boy?” His tail stopped wagging and he batted at you with his paws. You could almost see an annoyed expression on his face. You laughed and resumed petting his belly. It took a bit for Jungkook to relax once more.

An hour later you sat on the couch, watching morning programming. A sudden grumble erupted from your belly. Clutching your stomach you sighed. Hoseok, whose head was in your lap, licked at your hand and looked up at you. He blinked before chattering to you.

“Woo…woof…”

“Yeah I know I should eat.”

“Aahraa. Roompf.” Another wolf came up to you and gently bit at your shirt, tugging you off the couch.

“I’m coming Jin. Please don’t rip my favorite shirt.” Jin let go, leading you to the kitchen. He sat next to the fridge and fixed you with a serious stare. “Yes, mama bird. I’ll eat.” Seokjin huffed and turned his nose up at you.

As you ate leftover spaghetti, a large head flopped onto your lap. Taehyung looked up you with the best puppy eyes he could muster. He whined and grumbled until you relented and fed him a bite. The wolf licked his chops triumphantly before lifting his head up and howling. Once again, he got his favorite toy duck and put it on your lap.

“Okay, let’s go play.”

Taehyung was hopping around in excitement. A few of the boys were already outside, enjoying the fresh air. Seeing the commotion, Jungkook trotted over to the two of you, tail wagging.

“First one to catch it gets a point!” With all the strength you can gather, you throw the toy duck. Thankfully you all lived in the middle of a forest, so there were no neighbors to gawk at the seven giant wolves you were playing with. Both wolves took off at top speed, claws digging into the dirt. The duck didn’t even have time to land before Taehyung jumped up and caught it in his mouth. Jungkook growled, attempting to steal the toy from Tae’s mouth. The victorious wolf out-maneuvered him and returned to you. He dropped the duck before you, dipping low on his front legs, butt sticking in the air. His whole backside swayed with the force of his wagging tail.

“Good job,” you said, scratching the top of his head. Jungkook returned, smacking his paw down on the ground, demanding another round.

“Alright let’s go again.”

The three of you played until your arm was jelly. You laid down on the grass, surprised when your head met a fluffy pillow. Said object turned out to be Namjoon. He gently curled himself around you and licked your ear. Soon after, Yoongi snuggled up to your side, laying his head on your shoulder. You sighed, feeling warm and protected.

“This is the last day. Tomorrow you’ll be human.” Yoongi nudged your ear with his nose in response. “I’m a little relieved, I don’t have to take care of seven overgrown dogs anymore.” If wolves could chuckle, Namjoon would be doing just that.

Despite not being a werewolf yourself, you were part of their pack. At six years old you found yourself orphaned and on the streets. A kind woman named Lily found you huddled in an alley and offered you food and a warm bed. Although wary, you had nothing more to lose.

She brought you back to her home, a large cabin nestled just outside of town in the evergreen forest. It was one of many settled around each other. Just as she promised, she fed you, cleaned you up and gave you a bed to sleep in. Soon enough you met her huge family. Sisters, brothers, cousins, grandparents, all of them lived in the community. It was then that you met the seven boys, all around your age.

It was certainly confusing when your friends would disappear, and you would suddenly have a lot of dogs running around. Eventually Lily explained to you that she and her family were werewolves. You were terrified at first, but she assured you that no one would harm you. In fact, you were a member of their pack.

Lily and her husband, Grant, were never able to conceive a child of their own. They considered you their precious daughter and you came to see them as your loving parents. In the winter you would wake up to your mother snuggling you in her wolf form. In the summers your father let you pretend he was a horse instead of a werewolf. From then on, your childhood was filled with warmth and love. You had seven friends to play with and a whole forest to roam.

Now that you all were in your twenties, you’ve created a sub-pack of your own. You all still lived in the evergreen forest, but you were miles away from the community hub. Every month during the full moon, the boys were forced into their wolf forms for three days. Any other time they could willingly shift from human to wolf.

All seven of them were very attached to you. Much like any other wolf in the pack, they needed plenty of time and contact with their other pack members. This meant you were hardly alone. The only time you were without your pack was at work. It was a double-edged sword. It was refreshing to be by yourself, but you also felt like a part of you was missing.

In school, your love life was non-existent. Being constantly surrounded by a gaggle of handsome boys scared off any potential suitors. It wasn’t intentional on their part. You all just hung around each other so much people started assuming. Rumors that you were dating one wolf or the other were constantly floating around.

You sighed, thinking about the past and your lack of dating experience. Yoongi’s ears perked up and he lifted his head to look into your eyes. You avoided his gaze.

“It’s nothing,” you said. Yoongi squinted down at you for a moment. He whined and licked your cheek. Hoseok walked over, having heard Yoongi. The two looked at each other before turning back to you. “I’m just tired.” It was a lie but some things you kept to yourself. Hobi nuzzled the other side of your face with a short woof. He snuggled into your side, placing his paw across your tummy. It crisscrossed with Yoongi’s, making you the middle of a wolf sandwich.

You woke up sometime later to Jimin licking your face. It was now late afternoon.

“Where is everyone?” Jimin plopped down next to you as you sat up.

“Arrrrwwooo, woof fffmmm,” he said, flicking his eyes toward the forest.

“Ah grabbing dinner. So, you stayed behind to watch over me.” The wolf bowed his head and raised it.

“Jiminie, you’re such a sweetheart. Let’s go inside.” Jimin yapped happily, sticking to your side as you walked.

Next - Part 2

You belong with me (JJK/ werewolf)

pairing: Jeon Jungkook| Reader
words: 7.2K
warnings: lots of fluff, smut, friends to lovers

genre: Werewolf Bts AU

Stepping out of the bus, I dragged the black suitcase behind me and adjusted the heavy backpack over my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I breathed in the crisp fresh air after ten hours of being cramped inside. It was good to be finally back. The bus honked once and left in a flurry of smoke and dust, blowing my hair into my face. Sneezing twice, I twitched my nose to the humid weather despite the burning Sun. It should rain soon.

Looking around, not much had changed, it was same bus stop I had been to fifteen years back.

Admittedly my memory is foggy since I was a toddler at the time of my last visit. The bamboo shed and seats though weathered remained as daunting as it was to me as a toddler. The enormous green and dense forest along with a single volcanic hill laid ahead, the road winding around the edge. A thin dirt path lead into the woods in front of me that was closed to the general public now. There had been many wild animal attacks in this area. Bears, foxes, wolves they didn’t really appreciate humans coming here and making noise, or worse, stealing their food and littering the otherwise clean place.

A few holiday cabins laid isolated a little deep into the woods along with a clearing in the centre of them with a small pond and waterfall hidden behind. I remember playing there and befriending a puppy in our month long stay. I had got so attached to them, I had refused to leave the forest and was depressed for the next three years. I had made it my mission to come back here for the puppies, even though in my heart I knew they were very much an adult now. I just hoped they would recognize me, if not like me. Though the trees stood tall, intimidating and very close together and had their branches intertwined and low, yet–somehow, the path had been cleared for a human– albeit tall and slender– to be able to pass through it.

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BTS Scenarios: In Heat

Request: “Hiya there! I’m back😂 so can I please request a wolf!au bts reaction to them dry-humping you cause their needy and in heat? Thanks!!!❤️❤️❤️”

AN: I did these a little differently this time where instead of doing my normal order or splitting them into line ups, I just did scenarios in the order that I was most horny to write they came to me! (Also I’m like….very into the idea of sub Jin, just saying)


Yoongi:

You felt his hands run down your back and grip onto your hips, squeezing into you and pulling you back a few inches so you could feel how close he was behind you.

“Yoong, I only have like 4 dishes left to wash,” you groan, wanting to get everything cleaned up. What did he want you to do? You’re currently bent over the counter, almost elbow deep in a soapy sink of dishes, which isn’t exactly ideal to just drop and forget about. 

“That’s ok,” he says in a low and breathy voice, his lips grazing your neck causing you to pause, soapy dish in hand. 

“I…I want to finish these first. Before we..” you trail off as your hips press forward against the edge of the counter, Yoongi pressing his hips hard against yours and keeping you in place. You bite your lip and grip the rag you’re using tightly between both hands. He pushes his hips up, dragging them tightly against you before pulling back and doing it again. His breathing is heavy and his fingers are digging into your hips through your jeans. 

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Unconditionally - Part 6

Genre: Werewolf! BTS, Supernatural, Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst, Smut

Pairing: Werewolf! BTS x Reader

Warnings: none in this chapter

Summary: Y/N’s life was far from normal. All seven of her childhood friends are werewolves who are very attached to her.

Authors Note: Here is part 6! It took me a bit to write this part. I had some major writing block but I pushed through! I hope you enjoy it!

Post Date: 9/21/18

Originally posted by yourjinobsessed

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

The next morning you woke up feeling like your lady bits were going to fall out of your body. You sat up in bed, two wolves snoozing on either side of you. Your mind wandered over the events of last night. A blush crawled up your neck. It felt so surreal. You suddenly felt restless, so you crawled out of bed and exited the bedroom. Admittedly, you were walking funny. Almost like a cowboy with his legs spread too far apart. You walked into the kitchen and found it empty. Unknown tension slipped out of your shoulders. You had no idea how you would interact with the rest of the boys now.

You grabbed a cup of coffee and hobbled out onto the porch. Fresh dew sparkled on the grass blades while birds sang their morning songs. You sighed and watched steam swirl up from your mug. Your peace was shattered once you heard the sliding glass door open. It was Hobi, his hair sticking up at all angles, eyes puffy from sleep. He came over to the porch swing you were on and sat next to you.

“How come you got out of bed?” he asked, arms wrapping around you.

“I was up,” you said simply. Hobi kissed your cheek and rested his head on your shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Pretty sore actually,” you said. Roses bloomed on your cheeks.

“That was a lot for your first time,” Hoseok said. He pulled you to lay your back against his chest as he hugged you from behind. The only sounds that could be heard were woodpeckers pecking and birds chirping.

“How are you feeling?” you asked.

“Amazing,” he breathed. “I finally got to be with you…in that way.” You smiled shyly and kissed his arm while murmuring his name. His arms felt so safe and secure. A low bark sounded from the edge of the yard. A large black wolf stalked toward the two of you, eyes focused and intense.

“Taehyung,” you said as the wolf jumped onto the swing. Most of the boys looked similar in their wolf forms, but you always instinctively knew who’s who. You placed your coffee cup on the nearby table and watched as Taehyung stared down Hoseok. A rumbling chuckle sounded from behind you.

“Taehyung is saying I’ve already spent enough time with you.” Heat flourished under your cheeks as you looked down. Did they hear you last night? There was no way they could not with their impeccable hearing. Hoseok slipped out from behind you and bid you farewell with a kiss on your head.

You watched him slip back inside, momentarily distracted by the way he moved. When you turned back around Taehyung was human and very naked. Your hands flew to your eyes. “T-Tae what are you doing?” Grinning from ear to ear, Taehyung hugged your waist and laid his head on your chest.
“I’m getting my alone time with you. Last night was torture.” His fingers ran up and down your back as he talked, his voice low.

“O-Oh,” was all you managed to say. “Could you cover up?”

“Oh…yeah. Sorry!” You felt Taehyung get off you and slip the thin blanket off the back of the swing. After a moment you felt Taehyung grab your arms and slowly pull your hands down. He grinned at you. “All done.” You couldn’t help but smile back. He had tied the blanket around his waist. Tae snuggled close to you and kissed you on your cheek. His lips lingered for a moment before he kissed you again.

Silence followed after he parted from your cheek. Taehyung put his hand on your knee and looked at you with a serious expression. “I want to be with you too,” he said. The meaning of his words immediately struck you. Taehyung watched your expression as he licked his lips. You looked down at his hand on your knee. Have his hands always been this large? They were the hands of a man, veins traveling up to his knuckles. You swallowed before looking into his eyes again. A small smirk pulled the corner of his lips up.

“Me t-“

“-Good morning Y/N. What would you like for breakfast?” Seokjin had stepped out onto the porch, interrupting your response.

“S-Seokjin!” You jumped in surprise. Taehyung mumbled something under his breath before he stood from the swing and slipped inside. Seokjin took his spot and fixed you with a gentle smile. You watched him for a moment, heart thumping wildly in your chest. If Taehyung heard you, then so did Seokjin. You swallowed as you remembered his question.

“Um, I’m not sure.” You dropped your gaze to your lap. Seokjin stroked your head, smoothing back your hair.

“What about eggs benedict?” he asked.

“Yeah, that would be nice.” He smiled gently at you and stroked your head. His fingers tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You smiled shyly at him as he rose from his seat.

“I’ll get that started.”

You made your way back inside once your cup of coffee ran dry. Seokjin was at the stove, fixing breakfast. At the table was Hoseok and Namjoon. You sat down across from Namjoon. The two of you immediately made eye contact. He gave you a dimpled smile.

“Good morning,” he said.

“Morning Joon. Did you sleep well?” As soon as the words were out of your mouth you wished to shove them back in.

“I did,” he replied. You swallowed your anxiety and nodded. You realized that Taehyung was probably the only wolf to be so forward about what happened last night. All of you were adults and sex happens. In fact, it has been happening, you just didn’t know it.

The rest of the morning went well. Yoongi eventually came out of your room, immediately kissing you in greeting. You blushed as all the other boys watched. Everyone, besides Jungkook ate Seokjin’s delicious eggs benedict. You had yet to see hide nor hair of the youngest. Your aching body begged for a hot bath, so you scrambled into the bathroom as soon as your plate was empty.

Steam rose from the vanilla-scented water. You sighed as the warmth soothed your aching muscles. For a while, you just watched water drip slowly from the faucet. That was until your mind wandered to last night. You replayed the way it started. It escalated so quickly, but you didn’t regret a thing. You were surprised Yoongi and Hoseok were so dominant in bed. Yoongi had been quite confident too. You shivered despite the bath’s warmth.

You looked down at your body and saw it differently. Now it was something that tantalized others and pleasured those you love. It was as if your body had matured overnight. This was a woman’s body. One that knew the touch of a lover.

Steam rolled out of the door as you exited the bathroom. You saw a black tail escape around the corner. Who was that? You jogged after the tail into the living room, but it was empty. Furrowing your brow, you scanned the room. Across the way was a petrified wolf named Jungkook. He had one paw raised above the ground, large eyes bulging out of his skull. He looked like a cartoon character who had frozen mid-step.

“Jungkook?” You took a step forward, only to send the wolf scampering away. It was odd to see an apex predator act so frightened. “What’s the matter?” you asked yourself. Not wanting to push his boundaries, you decided not to seek him out again.

After dinner, Seokjin and you decided to watch a movie in your room. The two of you sat up against your headboard, legs under the covers. It took Seokjin all of ten minutes to snuggle closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and hugging you close. His hand felt to your waist and you felt your heart jump up into your throat. Despite this you turned in toward him and let your arm lay across his stomach. You looked up only to find him smiling at you. His plush lips pressed into your forehead lovingly. A giddy smile stretched across your face.

The movie was paused as you both took bathroom breaks. When you reconvened on the bed, Seokjin brought you into his arms. You settled into position, fingers drawing figures in his shirt.

“Seokjin,” you said.

“Hm?”

“Is something wrong with Jungkook?” You lifted your head and sat up to make eye contact with him. A smile played at his lips.

“He’s just a bit shyer than the rest of us,” he said.

“Shyer?” Seokjin simply nodded in response. It clicked for you then. He was shy about what happened between you, Yoongi and Hoseok. “Oh,” you said.

“He’ll be okay eventually,” he said with an assuring tone.

“I hope so. I haven’t seen him all day.” Seokjin sat up and turned his body toward yours.

“I have something I want to ask you,” he said. To your surprise, Seokjin’s cheeks were shining like rubies. You nodded. “Okay.” His hands grasped yours.

“Would you like to go out to dinner with me Friday night?” Your heart seized in your chest. Of course, you were aware of his feelings for you, but you had never been asked out on a date.

“Y-Yes. I would love to,” you stuttered. The wolf broke out into a large grin. He hugged you in glee.

“Great! I’ll make reservations.”

The movie resumed with the two of you intertwined. The heroine had just discovered her family’s secret when there was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” you said. Seokjin reached for the remote and paused the movie. Jungkook popped his head into the room, a meek expression on his face.

“Jungkook,” you started.

The youngest ran and jumped on the bed, snuggling his face into your neck. His arms wrapped around your form.

“Sorry,” he mumbled against your skin. Your hands came up to smooth down the back of his hair.

“It’s alright. I understand.” Jungkook sat up and gave you a shy grin. Seokjin leaned forward and kissed Jungkook’s cheek. He blushed and mumbled a soft “hyung.” You couldn’t help but kiss his other cheek, watching his reaction. True to form, Jungkook ducked his head and grabbed your hand. He simply held it for a moment before kissing your knuckles.

It was your turn to be demure. You bit down a shy laugh and squeezed his hand. Eventually the three of you settled back in and resumed the movie. Jungkook snuggled up to your other side, head resting on your shoulder. This close, you could smell his floral shampoo. The scent relaxed you and soon you dozed off.

The next day you had a flock of butterflies in your stomach. This would be your first shift with Youngjae after the kiss. You felt bad that you left him hanging without a proper response. Youngjae was a sweet kid. You would rather rip the band-aid off then let the wound fester.

Thankfully your shift was in the morning, so you had time before customers arrived. Your heart still ached from the goodbye hugs and kisses you received at the door. At this point you were certain you’d be grey by 35. You thought of them to try and calm your nerves. It warmed your heart but further angered the butterflies.

You exited the backroom, mumbling “rip the band-aid” under your breath. Hurried footsteps sounded from behind you.

“Y/N!” a voice called. You turned around, ceasing your mantra. Youngjae stood before you, wringing his hands.

“Oh, hi. Um, actually I was looking for you.” Youngjae’s eyes lit up with hope that burned your heart. “About what happened…between us. I’m flattered, but I don’t feel the same way.” His expression fell.

“Oh. Okay. I’m sorry about being so…forward. I should’ve asked you first,” he said.

“That would’ve been best,” you said. He looked down at his shoes and scuffed the floor. You wanted to say something like ‘I hope we can still be friends,’ but the sentence died in your throat. Who knew if that would be the case.

“Are we still good?” he asked, lifting his head. You smiled, relief flooding you.

“Yes. We’re still good.”

“Good,” he said, his lips lifting into a smile.

Next - Part 7

His || Jungkook || 0.5

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Teaser | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3 | 0.4 | 0.5

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jin scenario | father of six (wolf pups that is)

Originally posted by ksjknj

prompt: There are rumours going around our school about a pack of werewolves that live close by. Of course, I don’t believe it, but you have been acting kind of weird lately…

pairing: jin x reader

requested by anon | 1.8k words | fluff


“Werewolves in our school! Come on, this could be the biggest story we’ve worked on! Aren’t you a little bit curious?”

You stare at your friend, Eun, over a stack of papers, while she keeps spouting nonsense about creatures you know for a fact don’t exist. This is not what you signed up for when you joined the newspaper club. So long to dreams of working on real stories, getting first-hand experience to set you in good stead for university applications. Here you are… being talked into reporting on a fairy-tale. “If I wanted to write fantasy, I would have signed up for the creative writing club!”

Eun grins mischievously, lips curling in a knowing smile, and your stomach twists at her next words – “Everyone’s saying that Kim Seokjin might know something about the rumours… if I can set up an interview with him will you do this for me?”

Bribing you with your crush isn’t a tactic you’ll fall for… at least you didn’t think it was until Eun dangles it right in front of you. Before you know what you’re doing, you answer, “Fine. But only because it’s Jin.”

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Show me || Jimin

Pairing - Park Jimin x Reader

Genre - Werewolf! AU, Smut, Happy Halloween month!

Originally posted by valieen

Jimin sniffed. The tendril of the scent that he was training himself to not surrender to, to keep himself leashed against, filled his nose too quickly. He felt in his bones; his wolf felt it.

Do it, his wolf snarled.

He shifted slightly from under you, your teeth chewing on your bottom lip, too engrossed in the movie - or rather, too engrossed in what was happening at the moment on the screen, to actually pay any attention to the uncomfortable male you were presently lying on top of.

You felt his ragged breath on your head, the warmth of it almost making you shudder in response. You twisted, head craning to look up at him.

“You good?” You asked quietly. His nostrils flared in response.

“Yeah, don’t worry.”

Do it, his wolf bit at his self-control.

In a few minutes, you had left to go to the bathroom, maybe, but the moment you’d left, he sighed heavily. He felt his insides throb with want. With desire. But no…he couldn’t - wouldn’t give into it.

Bastard.

Jimin snarled back a retort to his wolf, asking him to stand down.

He was Alpha, yes, the leader of his pack that so proudly served him. Although you were his mate, he had yet to claim you as his. Which had unsurprisingly received much critique from his Beta, Taehyung.

“Males go wild the moment they get a sniff of their mate - and here you are, sitting on your ass like an ignorant fool. It doesn’t matter, Jimin, mate or not, other males will hunger for her,” Taehyung, being the wise Second he was born to be, advised. Jimin only growled in response, hands ready to squeeze the air out of any male that dared to breathe in your direction.

Marking you would be the first step. Mating could wait - although it was winter already. The full moon night would begin his cycle of heat, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to handle it. There were efficient ways to do it, but…not as efficient as mating would be. The Moon Goddess definitely loved to play games with him.

He shifted in his place when the familiar scent of lavender and snow and something else - the same something that flooded his system with primal desire - wafted to his keen nose. His eyes darted from the TV he’d been staring at the whole while, to you. You didn’t seem happy. He gulped.


You were standing in the hallway that led into the living room where your cranky boyfriend - or as he loved you to call him: mate, sat. You were in all sense a complete human. You’d never understood their concept of mates when you’d first bumped into the fine man, but over the course of time, learned the importance of family to them. You were his mate. His and only his.

Even though that thought had made you squirm in anticipation for so many days, he’d never gone beyond kissing and leaving behind marks that hued purple and red the next morning. So while you had been watching the movie, the heated scene not really helping your situation, your mind had drifted and soon you had the anticipation dripping between your thighs. Knowing Jimin had sensed it and wouldn’t bother acting on it, you’d gone into the room to change out of the underwear when a thought struck you.

Maybe he wouldn’t do it by his consent. But you’d noted the conflicts he’d been having the past few days with his wolf. His cycle was to begin today, and you couldn’t help but grin rather wickedly to yourself at the thought you had conjured. You were slightly unsure about whether it would work, but knowing him, you were confident enough to put up the act as you strode out of the room and hung around in the hallway until his eyes met yours: hungry and wild.

“Why are you standing there?” He asked after visibly gulping. You stifled a laugh. Alpha male apparently. Perhaps you were the only person who could see how easy it was to tear his defences. Or at least, the defences he kept around you.

You raised a finger and flicked it towards you, beckoning him, “Come here, Jimin.”

His brows furrowed. Very rarely he’d give you the chance to take over the dominant role, and he seemed to oblige rather happily this time.

He stood up, walking up to you with a certain lethal grace that you often found yourself gaping at. He didn’t stop until he was a full foot away from you.

“Closer.”

He remained where he was. So you picked the first card.

“Closer, Alpha,” You purred. The tug was almost instant, the word having riled his wolf more than himself. Jimin took a dragging step towards you. His eyes were a rich, chocolate brown. Like melted chocolate. But those eyes only held desire. Desire and hunger. Such ravenous hunger.

Your lips quirked to the side.

“Is there a reason you aren’t doing anything to me-” your hands gently ran your hand up his abdomen, the material of his shirt thin enough to feel his rock hard muscles underneath. You revelled silently in the ridges of his form as you moved further north, up his torso, to his neck before running it back and up his hair.

“Since your heat began?” You finished your question, your palm flat against his head. When his eyes only flickered, a deep rumbling sounding in his chest, you closed your hand into a fist and tugged lightly.

Jimin moaned. You smirked.

“Y/N…” His hands, you noticed, were shaking the slightest from the restraint he had put upon himself from touching you. You continued your little ministrations. Going on your toes, you leaned into his ear and whispered, your lips gently brushing against his skin, “Touch me, Jimin.”

His breath hitched. He felt his wolf thrashing wildly, trying to break free. He wanted to pick you up and throw you on the bed and pound into you mercilessly-

No.

Jimin growled softly; a warning.

When you showed no signs of backing down, he nipped on your ear in silent retribution. But even that made him want to tear the walls down.

“Y/N, stop before I can’t hold myself back anymore.”

But you simply came back down on your heels and looked up at him. His eyes widened the slightest. Your pupils fully dilated, eyes hooded, and the scent- goddess damn him, that scent of desire that had been floating around the room for a while hit him in the face like a brick.

“Stop or I won’t show you mercy.” He snarled, features hard and rude as he watched you. Your orbs flickered with amusement. Damn it.

“What if I don’t want you to?” You whispered, the hair in your hand being tugged again and he swore viciously under his breath. If you did that again-

“Do you not want to claim me, Jimin? Don’t you want to wreck me - so completely that everybody will know it when I walk into the hall tomorrow? That you’ve finally and fully made me yours? Hmm, Alpha?” You hit all the right spots. How he was still functioning coherently, he had no idea. His fingers clenched and unclenched. If he touched you, even made a motion-

“Or are you just a pup?”

His wolf stilled. Then his eyes snapped open.


So it was provocation then, that finally got him to yield to your need. Honestly, it was way too fun. But when his eyes flickered at the mention of ‘pup’, the demeaning term, the way you’d patronized him, the way his eyes shone gold. Pure, molten, gold. Your shoulders thudded as he had you pressed up against the wall in seconds.

“Do you want to repeat that, kitten?” Jimin purred so softly that you knew you’d pushed him over the line a little. But you could see him, see the relief painted in his eyes as you didn’t look scared the slightest. You found this deeply and unabashedly arousing.

“If you’re the Alpha you claim to be, why don’t you prove it?” His mate smiled so wickedly, he felt a certain pride in calling you his. You both seemed to be cut of the same cloth in one way or another.

He felt the desire eating at him. Then finally, he felt himself give in, ready to devour you whole and answer your needs. To prove it to you.

His mouth claimed yours, lips soft yet aggressive as his arms wrapped tight around your waist. You moaned almost instantly, but caught yourself, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having you bent to his will.

You made to move away, to catch a bit of your breath but his arms tightened, holding on to you relentlessly as he growled into your mouth. He had kissed you so many times before, yet, this…this made your knees want to buckle and submit to him entirely. His arms slid down your back, a firm grab on your ass before he picked you up effortlessly by your thighs. His lips had left his spot on yours and worked down your jaw and the column of your neck, his canines grazing ever so slightly over a particular area that had your back arched in response, your chest pushing into him.

Your fingers on his back curled as you felt the reverberations of his growl, the predatory sound nothing but a warning for what was coming next.

Your toes curled as his tongue swept over your collarbone before gently nipping on it. You sighed loudly, a part of you taken aback by how gentle he was while at the same time so rough and wild, it drove you mad.

His fingers dug into the skin where he held you up.

Jimin felt the thirst in him magnifying.

More. More, his wolf snarled.

He smirked against your skin. You wanted just as much as his wolf did. So Jimin walked into the bedroom, the bed creaking as he threw you onto the mattress, his eyes glinting with a promise to make you scream in pleasure.

He would give them both more.


Your lips caught his just a moment after you’d fallen on the bed, the thing creaking as Jimin’s weight added to it. His lips weren’t slow or tentative. They were quick, hot, moving furiously as he desperately tasted you. His tongue required no permission as he devoured your moan.

He was claiming you. Just in his own way.

Jimin’s hands worked on your sweatpants, them practically ripped clean from your legs, the cold air biting at the bare skin. Your toes curled as his mouth reached your chest, stopping just above the curve of your breasts.

You watched him still.

Two chocolate brown eyes looked up at you, a burning question in them: Are you sure?

No words were required as you took his hand and place it on your breast, the gentleness in his eyes a forgotten mixture of promised pleasure and ecstasy as he snarled softly. You were driving him crazy.

The top came off soon after, the ripped material already thrown across the room as his hands and eyes scanned every inch of you. You were yet to be bare, but the way he hadn’t completely rushed into this made some part of you grow warm.

His hand were steady as he pulled off your bra and underwear, his eyes twinkling in appreciation as he gulped in your sight.

You blushed for the first time that night.


You were exotic. You were beautiful. You were glowing. You were everything and more than he’d dreamed of. He heard his wolf whimper at the sight. He agreed with the male; you had him on his knees.

Jimin kissed you again, his mouth claiming yours so feverishly, that every appreciating glance he’d given you seemed nothing in comparison to tonight. You mewled into the kiss, his member, still clothed and fighting restraint pressing against your throbbing sex.

“Jimin,” You breathed, his mouth wandering your skin, lips pressing kisses everywhere he could as he reached your breasts. A nipple pulled taut as he took it between his teeth, his fingers rubbed the other tentatively. You gave out a sharp gasp.

When he looked up at you and found you looking right at him, you sighed, “More.”

His wolf almost roared with desire.

He had his tongue against your thigh, a canine grazing just a breath away from where you truly wanted him. You whined, and he smirked.

When you least expected it, his hand pushed your other leg, his fingers coming to spread you out completely for him. Only for him. The scent of your arousal hit him even harder than the last time.

He swiped a broad lick on the entire length of your sex. Your body shuddered.

“Fuck, Jimin!” You squealed, his tongue working wonders, switching between slow, long licks and swift, short ones. It had your back arching, toes curling, fingers digging into the mattress. A hand held your leg apart and the other rested surely against your waist. You were going nowhere.

“Jimin, I’m going to-” You bit your lip just then, eyes closed to concentrate fully on your release when a harsh, cold air bit at the spot where a warm muscle had been. You raised your head and found Jimin watching you with cruel amusement in his eyes.

You whined as you plopped your head back on the pillow, “I was so close!”

“On your knees.” He ordered as he got off the bed. You looked towards him. There it was: the promise to show no mercy. That…that was just a warm-up.

You silently turned around and rested on your knees, elbows comfortable on the pillow as you waited for him. You heard the light ruffling and thudding of his discarded pants, and when you looked, you gasped.

“Still want to call me a pup, huh, kitten?” He smirked, getting on to the bed with the same lethal grace. Your heart hammered and you swallowed the lump of anticipation. Oh shit, he was…huge.

You felt him press himself against your core, your breath sucked out of you as he began teasing you, dragging his member along the length of your sex. You felt yourself drip. Biting onto your lip, you waited. But all you felt was his tip teasing your entrance, a little in and a little out. You almost snapped at him.

But then a loud smack echoed in the room. You heard it before you felt the sting on your ass. His palm gently caressed the sure print of his hand, in utter contrast to the smack he’d given you.

When you opened your mouth, he smacked you again, making you flinch as you felt pain and pleasure course through you all at once. It was electrifying.

Then came another, and this time, before you could completely lose yourself in the feeling, you let out a yelp as his member pushed into you completely, Jimin groaning at the feeling. His wolf, growling.  

You had barely a second to adjust to him before he began moving, the bed rocking gently at first in par to the pace he’d kept. You moaned, the sound small as he slowly increased his pace.

“Louder, kitten. Don’t you want everyone to know who’s wrecking you tonight?” Your words thrown right back at you.

Your back arched, your nipples brushing the mattress as you opened yourself further, submitting yourself further.

Jimin growled at the sight, a hand landing a smack onto your cheek.

You mewled as you felt his tip brush against a spot…that spot. Yes, just that one. You moaned with every thrust, a curse following.

“Fuck, Jimin, faster. Right there!” You screamed, eyes squinting shut as he sped up, his hips rocking the bed, the post bumping hard on the wall. He grunted, his fingers around your hips gripping hard. The subtle pain mixed with the immense pleasure he allowed you to feel, the waves ready to rush with a few more movements. Ready to be beckoned out.

Jimin’s hand ran up the length of your back before he got a handful of your hair, gripping it with a certain authority. He stopped. It was so sudden you groaned loudly at the sudden loss of your pleasure.

“Up.” His voice deep and raw, it caressing your skin. You complied, pushing yourself up.

“Jimin-”

“You will never talk down to me like that, you will never provoke me like you did tonight. Understand?” Every word was a raspy, rough breath that hit your neck as he had your back pressed flush against his chest, him still inside you. You mewled. You wanted him to move. But it was clear that no matter how much you tried to rub yourself against him, he wasn’t going to move until you gave him an answer.

“Yes,” You breathed with difficulty.

His grip on your hair got tighter.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

You felt his smirk against your skin at the base of your throat, his canines brushing past the spot right between your neck and shoulder, and you felt him inhale sharply before he dug his canines deep into your flesh. You groaned, a hard hand coming to muffle your mouth.


He felt his wolf curl and shudder in pleasure, in relief as he bit into his mate. It filled him with your scent, your blood, forever binding you to him. He was sure it hurt, so he began moving slowly, in and out of you as he kept his teeth sunken in. The hand that muffled your groan moved down your chest, kneading your breasts while his other found home on your clit. It was no longer tentative movements as he began thrusting harder, the finger working faster on you.

The pain passed, and he stopped only when he felt you completely: in his flesh, in his bones, until his wolf purred with content.

You began moaning his name, Jimin’s twitching member close to release. He pulled out his canines, a little to no response from you as he had them retracted. Pulling a clean swipe of his tongue over the punctures, he sealed his scent on you.

The bed rocked, you a mess in his arms as he went harder and harder with each thrust, a little mind for his release as he smelt your own closer. You screamed, the final thrust of his hips sending you over, the pleasure rippling off you in waves as he carried on, your body slack against his. Your hand went to his head, holding him close as you rested your head on his shoulder, clenching yourself around him, making him groan.

A curse sounded, and a few stuttering thrusts later, he came, his release making him moan into your ear. When he was done, he nibbled at your ear. Pressing a chaste kiss underneath, he showered your neck and shoulders with more of them until you chuckled in embarrassment.

“Honestly, I think you wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t provoked you,” You said, half chuckling as you let your hand slide down your body from his head.

His breath tickled your skin as he laughed, “I think I’m glad you did. But it doesn’t mean you can do it again,” He squeezed his arm around your waist that placed more emphasis on his words. You nodded. All you needed now was a bath.

His wolf purred, good job.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LITTLE CINNAMON BUN WHO CAN BE THE HOTTEST SHIT TO EVER LIVE !!!!!

[Werewolf AU] When You Pleasured Yourself While They Were Away and They Can Smell It On You (BTS)

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Author: Taebaby

NAMJOON: He’d freeze as soon as the scent hit his nose and his face would whip in your direction. For that whole day, he couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling into you and breathing in as much of you as he can before he couldn’t handle it anymore, and would touch you himself

YOONGI: Yoongi would pop a boner immediately out of reflex. He’d be wondering why you didn’t just ask him over to take care of you himself but would none the less be more than willing as soon as he smelled your sweet scent

HOSEOK: Even if you took 3 showers, he could smell it on you. His pupils would dilate as soon as he caught a whiff and he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you, no matter where you were. He wouldn’t be able to hold himself back

SEOKJIN: He’d know the smell anywhere, and I think he’d be a little irritated that you hadn’t waited for him, but the need to consume that scent would overcome any irritation and he’d take his time in showing you why you should wait for him to take care of you

JIMIN: He’d absolutely love that scent. He would even get kinda upset when you showered after sex, causing the smell to fade some. When he smelled it on you after him not being there, his primal side would take over and he’d immediately get you backed up against a wall with his nose and mouth at your throat and his hand slipping into your underwear

TAEHYUNG: Talk about a frenzy, he’d be even worse than Jimin. He’d smell it the second he walked into the house and would immediately drop his shit at the door and start scouring the house for you. When he found you, it didn’t matter where you were, you were being bent over the nearest surface possible

JUNGKOOK: The smell alone would make his body shake and he’d have a needy hard on faster than you can say ‘oops’. He would ignore the fact that you touched yourself without him there, because of how clouded your delicious scent made his mind

Unconditionally - Part 3

Genre: Werewolf! BTS, Supernatural, Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst, Future Smut

Pairing: Werewolf! BTS x Reader

Warnings: Sad content! Angst?

Summary: Y/N’s life was far from normal. All seven of her childhood friends are werewolves who are very attached to her.

Authors Note: Part 3 is here! This part takes a bit of a turn compared to previous parts.

Post Date: 8/7/18

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Originally posted by softjeon

When you got home that night, you were still in a haze from your encounter with Youngjae. You had no idea the young baker had a crush on you. Your keys were haphazardly thrown into the bowl by the entryway. Like always, Jimin greeted you at the door, pulling you into a big hug. You felt him stiffen in your arms before he pulled away with a pained expression.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“You…were you with Youngjae?” Blood rushed to your face.

“I-I mean yeah, we work together,” you stuttered, looking down at the floor.

“No, this is different. His scent is stronger. Did something happen?” His expression remained pained and you couldn’t understand why.

“Well…he um…” you fidgeted in place, wringing your hands together. “He kissed me.”

“What?”

“Yeah. I had no idea he felt that way, but he is pretty cute,” you said with a nervous laugh. The subject of romance rarely came up in your pack. Jimin’s expression fell even further. Your half-baked smile deflated in an instant.

“Y/N…are we not good enough for you?” His voice no longer held the bright tinkle it always had.

“Wh-What do you mean?”

“Do you want to see other people?” Jimin looked as if he was about to cry.

“Jimin…you’re talking like-“

“Hey what’s going on?” Namjoon appeared at the top of the stairs. Jimin turned around and rushed past Namjoon, who looked rather confused.

“Jimin!” you called as you began to chase after him. Namjoon gently caught your arm.

“Let him go.”

“I-I don’t understand what’s going on.” With one sniff Namjoon’s calm mask cracked a little.

“Did you kiss someone?” You saw the same darkness flood Namjoon’s eyes. You began to feel frustrated, not understand why everyone was reacting like this.

“Yes! Youngjae kissed me at work today! It was my first kiss! Why is every being so weird about it?!” you huffed, your expression incredulous. Namjoon’s hand slipped from your arm.

“You really don’t understand why?” Namjoon asked, his countenance a mix of surprise and horror.

“No,” you said, your voice falling. “Namjoon, what’s going on?”

“I’d like to know the same thing. I think we need to have a talk. All of us.”

Fifteen minutes later you were sat in the living room in front of all 7 boys.  Yoongi and Jungkook couldn’t look you in the eye, while Taehyung stared you down with a hurt expression. You shied away from his stare and hugged your knees to your chest. After several tense moments, Namjoon broke the silence with a sigh.

“Y/N, you know we love you, right?” he asked.

“Of course, I do. I love you too.”

“No, not like that,” he said with a slow shake of his head. “We’re in love with you.” He emphasized his words with a hand gesture. Your heart seemed to stop, along with time itself. Eyes wide, you slowly looked at all their faces. Sadness, hurt, and anger had morphed their expressions.

“What? A-All of you?” Your voice sounded small. If it weren’t for their supernatural hearing, you wouldn’t be heard at all.

“I thought you knew,” Hoseok piped in. “Didn’t your mom explain it to you?”

“Explain what?”

“How we love,” Jin said.

“Not really,” you admitted.

“Once a wolf finds it’s mate, they stay with them for the rest of their lives. We’re all well past the age of finding our mates. Why do you think we all live with you?” Taehyung said, his voice carrying a sharp edge.

“I thought…that’s just what we do. We’ve always been together…”

“Y/N… how do you feel about us?” Yoongi finally spoke, fixing you with a gaze you couldn’t look away from.

“I…” your voice died in your throat. You never thought of them that way. They were always your friends, your family. This whole time they’ve been in love with you? Not just one boy but all seven of them? You thought all their affection was pack-related. It was never explicitly said. You all just assumed the other’s feelings. How long has this miscommunication lived in your relationship? A sniffle broke you out of your thoughts.

Jungkook looked down at the ground, sniffling and wiping his face with his sleeve. Your heart broke in two and you immediately wanted to comfort him. However, you were the one who was causing him pain. Your hands clenched into fists an ocean began to fill your line of sight.

“I think we all need some time…to think,” said Namjoon. You nodded quickly before jumping out of your seat and rushing out the back door. You couldn’t stand to stay in there. The atmosphere was impossibly tense. You clumsily slipped on your shoes once you were on the deck then dashed into the woods. You weren’t sure where you were going, you just need to run.

The sky was getting darker with every step you took. The knot in your stomach was pushing you forward. The only thought in your head was “run, run, run.” With a quivering lip and ragged breath, you pushed yourself through the forest. There was no destination in your head, you just needed to get away from them. An exposed tree root tripped you. Your whole body collided with the ground. For a moment you were still. You clawed into the dirt and let out a wail of sorrow.

Suddenly, a howl boomed in the distance. You knew that call anywhere. Scrambling to your feet you began to run again.

“Mom!” you cried. Fat tears slipped past your face as your ran. “Mom!” A large wolf jumped out of nearby brush. It instantly ran to you and pressed its head into your stomach. Desperately, you grabbed onto its head and fell to your knees.

“Mom,” you said, your voice barely a whisper. She looked up at your face and licked away your tears.

“The-They…mom they told me they love me.” You saw her intelligent eyes soften. “I-I never knew, and they thought I did. What do I do?” You buried your face into her coat. “I don’t know how I feel Mom. I don’t know what to do.”

Your mom led you home and ushered you into the bathroom for a bath. You washed away the dirt and tears that stained your skin. When you finally emerged from the steamy room, your parents were waiting for you in the living room. You sat in between them on the couch. It was silent for a moment as you studied the hutch in front of you. It was filled with pictures and small mementos from your childhood. A dried-up daisy, a drawing, and picture of you with the boys.

“How come you didn’t tell me?”

“About what sweetie?” your mom asked.

“How wolves love. That the boys had chosen me as a mate and that’s why we live together.” Your father grabbed your hand.

“You were so young, and we didn’t want you to feel pressured into doing anything. We wanted your love to blossom naturally. You’re not a wolf, so you’re not bound to the same rules as we are.”

You nodded your head, trying to take in the information as your head swam. “But now, I feel like our friendship is a lie. The way I viewed our relationship feels like…it feels like it isn’t real anymore.”

“It’s real. They love you and they are your good friends still. They just have added feelings on top of loving you as a friend,” you mom said, patting your knee gently.

“How do they…all like me? Aren’t wolves territorial with their mates?” You looked up from your twirling thumbs.

“They are. You are in a special case. It isn’t often that wolves mate in a group like this. It’s only possible if they all love each other as well.” You looked at your father with a furrowed brow.

“You mean, they are also mated with each other?”

“Yes,” your Dad said. You remained silent, the new piece of information slowly integrating into your mind.

“We love without thought to gender. It’s normal for us,” your mom added. Your mind wandered to the many couples in the pack. There were plenty of gay and lesbian couples. It never seemed odd to you because that was how you grew up. Analyzing it now, the proportion of gay couples in the pack was much greater than the general population.

“You don’t have to make your mind up immediately. This is all very new and, I’m sure, overwhelming for you. Why don’t you sleep here tonight?” your Dad said.

“Yeah. That sounds good.”

You hardly got a wink of sleep that night. Your mind filed over old memories, looking at them through a new lens. All those times a boy showed interest in you in school, the boys would shoo him away. You assumed it was because they were simply protective of you. Now you realize it was because they couldn’t see anyone loving you but them. All the hugs, touches, and kisses. They were ones filled with romantic feelings. How come they never made a move beyond a kiss on the cheek? Had they done that you would’ve known right away.

You mulled over the boys being with each other too. That time when you found Jungkook and Jin showering together or when you found Namjoon and Jimin snuggled up on the couch were different now. Were they intimate with each other? Heat rushed to your face as you turned over in bed. Images of them kissing flashing in your mind. You squinted your eyes shut, flustered feelings causing your heart to race.

They loved you. It was something you told yourself repeatedly. They loved you. They loved you. You sat up in bed with a huff. As you hugged your legs into your chest, you looked out the window adjacent from your bed. The moon was bright, softly illuminating the forest. You wondered if the boys were getting any sleep.

“I’m worried,” Hoseok mumbled.

“She’ll be alright. You heard her mothers call,” Namjoon said, patting his shoulder. The two were stood in the kitchen, looking out the patio door. The rest of the pack had piled into Seokjin’s room seeking solace. Namjoon’s hand slipped down Hoseok’s shoulder and grabbed his hand. Hoseok squeezed it in return.

“Do you think…” the words died in Hoseok’s throat but Namjoon understood. Do you think she’ll come back?

“I don’t know.” Hoseok felt a lump form in his throat. He turned and wrapped his arms around Namjoon, burying his face in his shoulder. Namjoon held him close, a stray tear falling from his sorrowful eyes.

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His || Jungkook || 0.6

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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Bite Me || Pt 01

Bite Me Masterlist

Word Count: 4.4k

Groups: BTS, Got7, NCT, Twice, Red Velvet

Au: Supernatural

Pairing: Werewolf!Yoongi x Vampire!Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: Gore, Smut, Supernatural Creatures

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▶ 2. adoration [ m ]

Originally posted by jungkooksarms


▶   Genre: Smut. (Werewolf!BTS)
▶   Description: It’s possibly the worst time to forget to lock the doors; Namjoon’s in heat.
▶   Word count: 7,099. 
▶   Author’s note: WHAT HAVE I JUST WRITTEN.


Jin taps his foot impatiently, his eyes simultaneously jumping from the clock and then back down to his younger, Jungkook.

“Hyung,” Jungkook mumbles, reaching for Jin’s arm before pulling away in fear he might jump if he were to touch him. “I’m sure she’s fine.”

Jin responds with a deadly glare over in Jungkook’s direction, his fists balled up, just about ready to strike.

“She’s probably just working a little late or something,” Yoongi adds, really paying no attention to the elder besides him.

“I’ve never seen you get like this, hyung.” Taehyung chuckles, flipping over onto his back to relieve some of the discomfort brought on by laying on his front.

Jin scans the room again, noticing that the other two boys, Hoseok and Jimin, were indeed there but, to his surprise, Namjoon was nowhere to be seen.

“Where’s Namjoon?” Jin asks dangerously, anxiously popping up from his seat next to Jungkook and running over to the bathroom door. His hand almost magnetizes towards the handle, forcibly opening the door and scanning the dark and empty inside.

“He’s not here, hyung.” Hoseok grumbles with an intonation of annoyance in his voice, plopping down right onto Taehyung’s outstretched legs, a bowl of ice cream in hand. “Do you really not remember?”

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Unconditionally - Part 2

Genre: Werewolf! BTS, Supernatural, Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst, Future Smut

Pairing: Werewolf! BTS x Reader

Warnings: None!

Summary: Y/N’s life was far from normal. All seven of her childhood friends are werewolves who are very attached to her.

Authors Note: Here’s part 2! I’m so happy the first part was received so well! Thank you to everyone who supports my writing! I hope you enjoy more fluff!

Post Date: 7/26/18

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Originally posted by major-infires

You would go for a walk, but Jimin would miss his dinner arriving. Instead you cuddled with the over-sized fluff ball on the couch as you watched a movie. Although all the boys were affectionate, Jimin was one of the cuddliest. Your fingers absentmindedly ran through his fur. Occasionally, Jimin would get so overwhelmed with the attention that he would wag his tail and nuzzle you.

Jimin’s ears flicked up an hour later. He hopped of the couch and howled. The boys had come back home. Jimin scrambled to the door, whining and pacing in front of it till it was opened by you. He took off and received whatever Namjoon had in his mouth. The rest of the pack filed into the house. They followed you into the living room, tails wagging. Jin was about to kiss you when you put your hands up.

“Don’t lick me after you’ve eaten god knows what.” Seokjin whined and bowed his head. You stroked his ears and pressed your forehead into his. “I still love you. I just don’t love your menu choices being all over my face.” The eldest seemed to pout a bit before staking his claim on your lap. Namjoon went to claim a spot near you as well, but he stepped on a squeaky toy. The clumsy alpha was startled, knocking over a lamp on the end table. He tried to pick the lamp up by balancing on his two back legs and grabbing the lamp with his two front legs.

You hid your laugh behind a well-placed hand and got up. “Joon, it’s okay. You don’t have opposable thumbs. At least it didn’t break.” Joon whined and nuzzled your leg in apology. “Honestly, it’s okay. That was actually pretty hilarious.” A few howls of agreement rang out from the pack. Embarrassed, Namjoon laid down and placed his paws over his eyes. You snuggled up to him and kissed his head.

“It’s cute when you get all clumsy. I think it’s endearing.” Seokjin and Hoseok scooted over to you. Jin leaned into your side, while Hobi lay in between your legs, using your tummy as a pillow. He rolled onto his back, looking up at you with a wolfish grin. The fluffy tail between his legs swished back and forth. You rubbed his belly, accidentally jostling the eldest. Annoyed that he couldn’t have a peaceful cuddle session, Seokjin nudged Hobi over onto your right leg, while he staked a claim on your left leg. On the couch behind you, Yoongi and Taehyung placed their heads on your shoulder. Soon enough Jungkook and Jimin joined too, snuggling up to your side.

The whole pack snuggled for a good hour before you felt like needles were pricking your legs. It took awhile to move heads, limbs and paws from you but soon you were free. The rest of the boys woke up, shaking their heads and stretching out their back legs. You flicked on the nightly news before helping yourself to a late dinner. When you returned to the living room, you found everyone sitting before the TV, listening to the news with rapt attention. Namjoon stamped his paw down and “woofed” at the newscaster with as stern look. A few grumbles and barks of agreement followed.

Usually the boys would rotate who got to sleep with you in your bed but, tonight you would be sleeping alone. When they changed back to humans, they weren’t exactly clothed. You were so used to the warmth of sleeping with others that you had to wear your dog onesie. It had a tail and a hood that you flipped up when you slept.

The next morning you felt like the undead. Your onesie hood covered your eyes as you looked at your feet and hobbled into the kitchen.

“Whose dog is this?” A voice said.

“Aww, it’s so cute!” You felt a pair of hands wrap around your head. Your face was pressed into a solid chest. Instead of hugging back, you used the other body as support to sleep on.

“I think she actually fell asleep.”

“Yeah. Hoseok, don’t coddle her.”

“But look how cute she is! Our tired little werepuppy.” He pressed his cheek onto the top of your head. Eventually Hoseok lifted your chin and pushed your hood off. He smoothed down your bed head and scratched beneath you chin as if you were a cat.

“Good morning,” you mumbled. Hobi smiled and booped your nose. You felt a tug on your fake tail. The force of the motion caused you to stumble back into someone’s chest. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you.

“Morning,” he said lowly. You felt his head flop over on your shoulder. The two of you began to doze off with the support of one other holding you up.

“Aish, you two, wake up!” Seokjin pinched Jungkook’s cheeks, making him flinch away. Seokjin then guided you over to the table which was filled with breakfast delights. He kissed the top of your head and pushed a steaming mug of coffee toward you. The scent invited you to drink the fresh brew. As you cradled the mug, heat seeped into your palms. Yoongi, who sat next to you, leaned over and tucked your hair behind your ear. He sniffed at your neck before bumping his nose into your cheek.

Your “good morning” was muffled as you lifted the cup of coffee to your mouth. Seokjin sat next to you, grabbing an empty plate and filling it with food.  

“Ah I can do it,” you said in protest.

“You’ve been taking care of all of us for the past three days, its fine,” Seokjin returned. You nodded before thanking him.

You caught Jimin looking across the table at you with a longing look in his eyes. You smiled warmly at him and reached your hand across the table. “Morning Jiminie,” you said. His eyes lit up as he took your hand and laced his fingers with yours.

“Good morning,” he sang. Before you could ask him how he slept, a forkful of eggs was shoved into your mouth. Your surprised yelp was muffled by the food. Seokjin smirked at you, using his thumb to swipe the corner of your mouth. Once you chewed and swallowed the mammoth bite you fixed him with an incredulous look.

“Jin, I appreciate the gesture, but I’ll feed myself.” He smiled widely at you, putting the fork down on your plate and fixing one for himself. You took a bite out of your toast, smothered with strawberry jam. You washed down the sweet jam with earthy coffee and hummed in delight.

“Namjoon must’ve made this coffee,” you said. Taehyung looked over his mug at you and nodded. Namjoon shuffled into the kitchen, reading glasses perched on his nose and a thick book tucked under his arm. He stood behind your chair and ran his fingers though your hair, kissing your forehead when you looked up at him.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked.

“Yes. Catching up on your reading?”

“It’s hard to read a book without opposable thumbs,” he said.

“Or pick up lamps,” Yoongi muttered. Joon’s face flushed and he quickly took his seat. You smiled to yourself and began eating once more. Your free hand was grasped by another, slender fingers lacing with yours. Yoongi kept eating as he held your hand under the table. It was his go to move for physical contact. Seokjin got up from his seat to put his dirty dishes away. A sleepy Taehyung slid into his former seat. His hair stuck up in all directions, silk pajamas askew on his frame.

The sleepy boy took a hold of your face and kissed your cheek softly. He looped his arm around yours and rested his head on your shoulder. His soft hair tickled your neck. Yoongi finished his breakfast shortly after. He deposited his dirty dishes in the sink and disappeared further into the house. Taehyung waited for you to finish your breakfast before tugging you toward the living room.

“Let’s play video games,” he said

“Oh, yeah what level did we leave of at?”

“Fifteen I think.”

“Are you guys playing Thorontica?” Jungkook asked as he popped his head in. You nodded and patted the couch cushion beside you. Jungkook smiled widely and went to sit behind you instead.

“It’s my turn to sit with Y/N,” said Taehyung. Jungkook huffed and settled down next to you, grabbing a free controller. Soon enough you were sat between Taehyungs legs as he hugged you from behind. The three of you dove into dungeons, defeated unruly beasts and completed quests. Soon enough Jimin found his way into the living room. He sat on your free side and snuggled up to you and Taehyung.

Your eyes wandered over to the clock.

“Ah, I have to get ready for work guys.” They responded with groans and whines.

“What time will you be back?” Jimin asked.

“My shift ends at 5.” After you logged out of you character you stood up and stretched, only to be grabbed by Jimin and thrown back onto the couch. He hugged you tight to him, kissing your shoulder.

“Just one minute,” he mumbled. A smile broke on your face as you hugged him back. Who could resist him?

After escaping their affections, you hopped in the shower, brushed your teeth and put on your work uniform. You worked at a bakery as a barista. It was a quaint little store that always smelled of coffee and baked goods. It wasn’t the job you aimed to have for the rest of your life, but for now it was just right.

As you were putting on mascara, Hoseok walked into the room. He sat behind you and combed his fingers through your hair. After a few strokes he twisted your hair into a bun and secured it with a few pins. You smiled at his reflection in the mirror before turning around and giving his cheek a peck.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I like playing with your hair anyways,” he said with a large grin.

The bakery door had vines crawling around it’s perimeter. Midnight blue flowers bloomed along the vine. When you walked in, the scent of ground coffee, chocolate chip cookies and strawberry jam wafted into your nose. A few customers sat here and there, some talking lowly, others reading a thick book. Your co-worker Youngjae greeted you with a large smile.

“Hey Y/N.”

“Hey. How’s it going so far?”

“Not too bad. I filled the bakery case. There are cookies in the oven.” He seemed to puff his chest out in victory.

“They smell heavenly,” you said. Your eyes wandered his face, finding a smudge of flour across his cheek. “Oh, you have…” you made a gesture to your own face. Youngjae swiped at his cheek to no avail.

“Here,” you said before leaning forward and brushing the flour gently off his cheek. Cherry blossoms bloomed underneath your touch. You felt warmth spread to your cheeks in response. The two of you looked at each other, wide-eyed and flushed.

“Uh, thank you. S-Say, would you-“

“Hi there, can I get a vanilla Frappuccino?” A customer at the counter cut off Youngjae before he could finish. You gave him a sympathetic look before you turned to them and began taking their order. Youngjae scampered off into the kitchen, stuffing his hands in pockets of his apron.

A few hours later, you entered the kitchen with an empty cupcake tower. As you were placing cupcakes of varying flavors and colors on the tray, Youngjae called to you.

“Y/N!” You turned to find him wiping his hands on his apron.

“Yes?”

“Do you have a minute?”

“Sure,” you placed the last cupcake in your hand on the tower and followed him further into the kitchen. He gestured to a bowl of frosting.

“Could you try this? I think it might be missing something.” You nod with a smile creeping up your face. You have quite the sweet tooth. Youngjae took a teaspoon and scooped some out. He offered the spoon to your lips. You tried not to think of how intimate the action was as you wrapped your lips around the cold metal.

Creamy frosting melted on your tongue, surprising you with a hint of cinnamon. You closed your eyes and swallowed, only to open them back up to find Youngjae a lot closer than he was before. Your heart began to race at his proximity. Youngjae slowly put the spoon onto the counter and lowly asked, “Was it good?”

You swallowed thickly. “Y-Yeah, it was perfect.” You barely managed a response as his brown eyes hungrily took in your expression. He dipped his face forward, grabbing a hold of your chin. Lashes tickled your cheeks as you blinked rapidly. Youngjae gently pressed his lips to yours. All gears in your mind ceased turning. Your limbs began to feel like jelly. This was your first kiss.

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