Min Yoongi always had a temper. His patience easily wore thin and even the little things would set him off. Countless of times in his pubescent years he found himself being escorted to the principal’s office for misbehaviour or lashing out. He never understood why he always felt this lingering rage and anger bottled up within. On top of that there was always this persistent heat that radiated from his body. At times he felt like his blood was actually boiling. His childhood friend would tease him, saying the unexplainable warmth of his body coincided with his hot temper.
Then one night, he woke up when his body went into a sudden frenzy of uncontrollable heat. He writhed in pain while grasping onto his wrist. It felt like a hot branding iron was being pressed onto his skin, but there was no one, there was nothing. In a panic he reached over to his nightstand, flicking on the light to see the cause of the agonizing pain. When he pulled his opposite hand away his eyes widened in shock as he saw the raised reddened edges of a crescent moon appearing beneath his fingertips. It didn’t end there. His body shook, he couldn’t help but cry out in pain. At the sounds of his shouts his parents bursted into the room. Yoongi looked up at them and the minute he did his mother gasped, covering her mouth as she stared at him. His father immediately leaving her side. The pain that radiated throughout his body made their words incoherent. He couldn’t focus on anything they were saying, everything muffled as his ears rang and his vision blurred. His opposite hand still holding pressure on the mysterious marking that had made its appearance. Just before he passed out from the excruciating pain he saw two tall figures walk into the room before things went black.
know what you’re agreeing to,” Yoongi mumbled, draped in the arm chair, head
resting on hand, “You’ll change your mind- you’ll find somebody better, but it’ll
be too late to go back.”
“I won’t.” You whispered, sitting
still like stone on the couch. Your balled fist sat rigidly in your lap as you
looked down. The only good thing about being an omega is that there are very few
of them and that meant they usually got their pick of the alphas- since they
were the most desirable. And Yoongi did desire her.
He wanted you more than anything in
the world- but he knew he had nothing to offer you. He had a poor, ramshackle
of a home. A low-paying job doing menial labor. He couldn’t even give you a
proper wedding ceremony for their mating. The only thing he could give you is
his love and protection.
The image of you having to live such
a poor life made his heart ache.
“You’re an idiot then.” He spat out, not looking at you. he
struggled to ignore your intoxicating scent which was quickly filling the room.
His eyebrows furrowed. Your scent was much stronger than normal. That only
He shot up out of his chair as you
looked up at him, eyes have lidded and cheeks tinted pink. You knew he didn’t
think he was good enough for you, so you ignored his comment. What you couldn’t
ignore, however, was how much your clothes were becoming a hinderance to you.
“Yoongi…” You breathed out, leaning
forward slightly in your seat, the heat in the pit of your stomach spreading
fast, “I choose you, bite me.”
He growled. Yoongi tried to hold his
breath as he backed up against the wall. Your
heat. His heart was beating a million miles an hour and his body itched to
get closer to you. Of course, he
thought, she knows I can’t resist.
You held out your hand, “Please?”
“(Y/N), don’t give me that face, I might not be able to hold back.” He groaned,
starting to feel hot himself. You smiled languidly at him. Getting up from the
sofa and slowly approaching, his body going rigidly still, eyes closed.
“Then don’t hold back.” You put a
hand to his cheek, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours, “I want you as my mate, Yoongi.”
With that Yoongi let go of his self-control.
But he never let go of you. He snatched you up into his arms, spinning around
to pin you up on the wall, his mouth already attacking your bare neck. You moaned
wildly and gasped when you felt his teeth graze your burning skin. Hearing you,
he froze and pulled away, cursing.
“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?” He asked worriedly, breathing
hard. You shook your head no.
“(Y/N),” he said, his breath deep
and trembling, “do you really want this?”
You took hold of his hair, “Yes, I want
A second letter you screamed out in pleasure
as his teeth sunk themselves into you, forever marking you as his.
Note: Where’s that upside down smiling emoji because I think about cancer mars Yoongi and impregnation all the damn time. Title is somewhat based on this one particular song that made the discovery channel weep in embarrassment. As per usual, I lost steam towards the end.
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader Genre: Werewolf!AU Warnings: no external editing (rip), werewolf sex, imagined breeding kink, barest hint of degradation Word Count: 3107 Rating: A-, for A Whole Lot Less Kinkier Than You Thought! (MA/NC-17)
Now that he’s sitting down next to you in close proximity with none of the aroma of the burning oil vaporizing into the cramped atmosphere of your kitchen, he could smell just how primed you are to receive his seed. Yoongi cringes; it sounds terrible in his own head, but his cock loves where this thought is going. Call it a baser need driven by whatever DNA or RNA or societal conditioning or what-the-fuck-ever coded werewolves to react this way, but your ovulation days are when Yoongi salivates over giving you a nice, fat sperm deposit up your precious pussy.
After another grueling week at your strange new school, you and Maria who had been bonding rather quickly decided on a friend-date at a nearby bubble tea shop was the weekend plan.
“Please don’t tell me you’re one of those girls who doesn’t get tapioca in their drink,” Maria said with a sarcastic tone, knowing you weren’t actually. She just liked to annoy you as much as you did to her.
You rolled your eyes, a habit which you had been picking up on from her because of how often you two hung out. “No, Maria. What are you the kind of girl that pours her milk before her cereal?” you asked back with a tease in your smirk.
She laughed and shook her head, bangs sweeping across her forehead, “No! Do I look uncultured?” She asked with a laugh as you two entered the store.
“You don’t want the answer.” You said with a mischevious glint in your eye.
She let out a hearty scoff, obviously over the top as to add to the comedic atmosphere you shared between one another. The door to the shop rung it’s little bell as it opened, a dainty space for those to hang around close friends. You enjoyed the environment it set.
Seven werewolves. A pack bound by the moon. This secret kept only amongst themselves. Each of them experiencing their own cycles of heat and their search for a mate.
Pairing: BTS members x Reader OC Genre: Werewolf AU! / Smut Warnings: Explicit Sexual content
Jungkook: You thought you knew everything about each other. The first time you noticed a change with Jungkook was towards the end of summer before classes started again. There was no doubt it was Jungkook yet as you approached him something was strange. He was taller, his shoulders broad, the fitting of his t-shirt clung to his body, straining with every movement. Just who was this standing before you. You used to tell each other everything, now he was hiding something.
Yoongi: Being a transfer student in the middle of the term was no one’s ideal choice. Maybe this time would be different, this time you’d try and branch out of your little academic bubble and create a social life, friendships, maybe even find love. It didn’t take long to figure out that Min Yoongi only associated within his specific group. Yet something drew you to him and him to you, however you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more to him.
Jimin (In progress): One night you’re having the best hookup of your life and the next you’re being told that the little mark on your neck is more than just a hickey.
Namjoon (TBA): As the only offspring of your father’s legacy it was your responsibility to maintain the alliance between the two packs. But an arranged marriage with the alpha leader of the crescent pack is not what you had in mind for a happily ever after.
A/N: Hi everyone! I finally had made the decision to make this into a seven part series. It’s been something that I’ve been considering ever since I started writing Jungkook’s and now it’s finally happening. Hope you enjoy!
The elevator ride to the third floor had your skin crawling. Just what had exactly happened that left Maria in a ward and you in your bed? It made entirely no sense how you both ended up in two different situations. Yet you were in the same ones that lead you to your current ones.
The elevator let out a ding as you reached the third floor, thick steel doors parting to reveal a nightmare. Patients barely stood on their own, heavily medicated and hitting themselves. You cringed and walked past, fear heavy in your stomach.
You found the front desk, catching their attention as you weren’t dressed like one of the patients, “I’m looking for Maria Quinn.” you said politely. The male nurse nodded and grabbed something under the table, tucking it into his waistband.
“Right this way,” he said, ushering you down the hallway and away from the entrance. You had an awful feeling about this place, not to mention that the male nurse kept his eyes glued to you and made your skin crawl. Something about him seemed familiar.
If you’re a writer of one of those masterpieces and want me to take it off or something, just message me and I’ll do it. Fell free to send me recommendations for any of my rec lists.
Notes: surprise! I can’t even express my love for all those works. This is just part 1 bc since some of those don’t have a specific masterlist, I decided to put ALL the freaking links and the tumblr app has this freaking 100 text blocks limit…
Ps: almost all of them are listed from Jin to JK (me being lazy)
Trees illuminated by the sunlight rolled upon your closed eyelids as you groaned lightly. A dull throb resonated in your temples which felt they had a phantom pressure holding on them. You attempted to slowly roll over but found yourself at a loss as you hit a body next to you who groaned lowly.
“Maria?” Your voice was hoarse and small as you felt too afraid to speak. This fear was grown at the realization of your hands being bound as well as your feet.
Maria’s redhead painted itself in your vision as your eyes slowly crept into crescent opens. You groaned at the bright light surrounding you, hearing a series of murmurs erupt around you like a chorus to a horror movie. You gasped and looked around you.
You were laid in the center of a dirt pit, lifting dust with your small actions. A large group of strangers, young, small, male and female encircled the two of you. Once your eyes laid on a familiar seven boys you immediately felt the rise in blood pressure that gave you a headache.
Pairing:Vampire!Yoongi x Reader, Werewolf!Jungkook x Reader
Warnings: None for this chapter, see prologue for full list of series warnings
Word Count: 823, I promise the chapters will get longer once we get into the heart of the story
Author: Admin Jewel
Notes: Bolded titles are songs that inspired each section, it is recommended you listen to them while reading. Tell us what you think of the story so far!
‘The Rooftops of the Hanamachi’ by John Williams
The night was dense with fog. It wafted through the air like a phantom, blocking out all sources of light. The street was empty with only a slight patter of rain to fill the silence. Loud footsteps suddenly sounded down an alley, but no one was around to hear them.
“Pl-please…” a young boy cried out in fear. But his sobs were cut short with a sudden tugging of a rope. His chokes rang through the street until they were no more.
“I’ve got him, boss,” a man’s voice mumbled into a phone.
“Bring him to me,” a cool voice on the phone replied.
With the click of the phone, the man disappeared into the night. Rain continued to pour, washing away any evidence that they were ever there.