Jin Scenario | Under The Covens Protection

jin scenario | under the coven’s protection

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

➸ pairing: vampire jin x reader

➸ warnings: depictions of minor injury

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

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

“I’ll try my very best.”

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

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Thats perfectly fine. I understand. May I make the same request for a Vminkook but just some fluffy cuddling after a long day? Please and thank you lots!

“Stop it Tae! You’re stealing the blankets with that humongous body of yours!”

“I’m big?!” Taehyung exclaimed with an offended face. “It’s Kookie that’s big with those muscles of his.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes. “Hey, don’t put me in between your fights.”

“Technically, you are in between them,” Jimin commented, snickering from the other side of you while you and Taehyung played a game of tug of war with Jungkook caught in between.

“I’m dating babies,” the maknae grunted.

In a short period of time, Taehyung won the game as he pulled the blanket right off your body, causing it to now only cover him and Jungkook.

Whines were immediate to follow from both you and Jimin. “I’m cold~”

“It’s cold~”

A long sigh escaped from the youngest’s lips, knowing he had to actually get involved before you and Jimin starts to cry and Taehyung would get too bratty. “Can we just have a nice day cuddling without arguing?” He groaned whilst forcing Taehyung’s grip on the blanket out of him and handing it to Jimin so that the two of you were both wrapped once again.

You giggled at the warmness as your hands wrapped around Jungkook’s torso, nuzzling yourself against him while Taehyung did the same on his side and Jimin had his arms around you.

The peace and quiet actually lasted longer than Jungkook thought it would before someone (you) ruined the moment by saying,

“I need to pee.”

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Close to you

(Gangster! Yoongi x Goodgirl! Reader) (Rags to Riches Au) 

Summary: Nobody likes Yoongi, not your older brother or your friends. But with him, you feel more protected than possessed. And though he might be a gangster and more than a little dangerous himself- that makes all the difference. From drug dealer to producer, from rags to riches, you’re Yoongi’s person- his muse- his soulmate.

Tags: good girl x bad boy au, blood, drugs, Yoongi with tattoo’s, references to making good ol’ sweet love, Rags to riches! au, brief mentions of drunk sex, Yoongi is soft and squishy and just loves the reader a lot.

A/n: This is more a story than a fic- with a little bit of an open ending to it- legit when I was editing this it tripled in length. 

W/c: 9.8k

Song rec: Lover by Taylor Swift 

Yoongi plays basketball late at night in the park near your college. You don’t know how you started meeting up really- but you do nearly every day along with a bunch of other people just to let off some steam from your busy college schedules, less than ideal lives, or just plain because you like the game. 

It’s a mish-mash of different people from different backgrounds, misfits and goody two shoes at different skill levels, but everyone is pretty good. 

The games are never serious no one really ever keeps score. The teams change depending on who tells what joke who gives what jibe. Lines are drawn in the minutes before you start, sides taken based off inside jokes. 

One night when a kid named Wonho wears a crop top and calls it ‘fashion’- teams are drawn based off who thinks it’s ridiculous or not. (You and Yoongi are on the same team that night- because of course boys should be allowed to wear crop tops).

And you’re always the last two to leave the shadowy park at night before the lights shut off at midnight and hopping the fence if the security guard has already come around to lock it (he kind of has a vendetta against your group because you always say until the very last moment the court closes and he wants to leave work early). 

And on the nights where other people lean in, when the streets don’t feel so safe and shadowy figures that seem recognizable at a distance linger longer than they should, just after there’s another stabbing or a rumor of a girl getting taken off the street, Yoongi is the first to ask if you want him to walk you home. 

No one messes with him, shop keepers seem to Nodd at him if they feel brave and close their doors the second they see him if they don’t. Your first interactions with him are brief at best and you know just from how he looks that you should be careful. That the others might play at being rugged and dangerous but Yoongi doesn’t have to pretend. You try reserving your impression until you know him better.

But sometimes the tattoos on his arms and on his chest, peaking out over the low collar of his tanktops lead you to make conclusions that you’re not proud of. Yoongi seems pretty abnormal for a typical gangbanger, He doesn’t fit the trigger happy sadistic stereotype that the media paints others of his ilk in. 

When he first asks to walk you home, You blush and let him because Yoongi is cute and nice company, even if he does look a little threatening sometimes. 

You wouldn’t let him walk you home for any other reason then just…needing the safety he provides, not at first, not when your overprotective older brother doesn’t let you date at all. You have a dating ban until you graduate college and as long as you sleep under his Roof. 

He’d even tried to squash your interest in the pick-up basketball games when you first started going- but you needed an outlet, justified it by saying you weren’t apart of any sports teams and needed to exercise. it isn’t safe on the streets so late at night, he says, tries to say you’d be safer just staying at home or at least- only playing on the weekends during the daytime.

But try as you might, every time he says it isn’t safe or brings up a carefully worded story by the news on the infestation of gangs in the city, you can’t help but picture Yoongi’s face. And maybe it isn’t safe for everyone but you know from the way he looks at you guarded but curious or with a hint of mirth over the edge of a ball during a pass, that it’s safe for you. 

You weren’t exactly sheltered here, in your nice apartment on the edge of where town turns from seedy to bougie. You straddle the edge of gentrification Unable to fit in perfectly with either side. You’ve already had to move your apartment twice since you moved in with him after rent hikes and new policies made your past apartments just too expensive. 

The first time your brother catches sight of Yoongi, on the stoop of your apartment building just as your brother gets home from work- perfectly mistimed, he goes apeshit when he realizes that Yoongi’s just dropped you off. Your older brother takes one look at him and says that you shouldn’t date gangsters- that Yoongi will just bring your trouble one day. 

“Jesus Christ- he was just walking me home it’s not like it’s a big deal” and you remind him that you’re not dating- that you’re just friends and Yoongi is just being nice- and that your brother should be glad you have friends that want you to get home safe. 

He tries to keep you from going out the next night and threatens you with few words not to keep seeing him. You’re late to the game because of it sucking off your pink sweatshirt and growling out that you need to work off some steam. “join my team” Yoongi says, making the others pause with a wave of his hands. 

 They reach for water bottles while you get your shoes on, Yoongi tucks the ball under his arm and stands while you finish lacing up your shoes. “you good?” he asks, “yeah just my brother being a dick and making me late.” 

You know he says it’s all for you so that you’ll do well and school and get a good job later in life and have it easy, unlike either or your parents. but sometimes it feels like he just wants to control you needlessly. Yoongi nods and you see something- the mention of older brothers darken his gaze, you wonder why.  “He pitch a fit after he saw me last night?”

 “Oh you know it,” you say with false positivity. “But don’t worry you can still like- walk me home if you want, I liked talking to you yesterday,” you say, Shooting him a smile that makes his cheeks turn a little pink, he clears his throat “if it makes you feel safer of course” He reassures, ever the gentleman, and goes to shoot some free throws while you finish getting settled. 

The blush doesn’t fall really, especially when you meet his eyes over a pass a few seconds into the pell-mell start of the game. And you start to think that Yoongi with  his tattoo’s and his roguish exterior might be the perfect amount of rebellion to get out from underneath your brother’s thumb

Of course, Yoongi ends up being a lot more than that. 

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Papillon

; Taehyung x Reader

; Childhood best friends to lovers/Pregnancy!AU

; Genre: Fluff, light angst

; Word Count: 15k

; Synopsis: Kim Taehyung has been a constant presence in your life for the last 25 years. The bestest friend a girl could ever want; he’s been there for you through all the good times and the bad. What happens though when you find yourself pregnant and abandoned? What happens when your best friend steps up in ways you never imagined?

; A/N: Behold! My first Tae fic…FINALLY. I struggle to write him so…I really…really hope everyone enjoys this!

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Sitting on the floor with your back to the couch, you let out a deep and troubled sigh as your fingers grasp at your hair. A slight tug makes your scalp smart, but you find that it’s a lot better to focus on that pain than the thoughts that are racing through your head right now.

What were you going to do? You’d finally managed to stabilise your life, with no student loans anymore and your job finally on the up. It had taken 6 years to finally get to the position of manager in your marketing team, being the ripe age of 30. Not that there was anything wrong with 30.

And you’d felt that it was all coming together, with a great job, a great family, wonderful friends and a boyfriend that you felt could possibly be the one. You’d only been dating Jin for six months, but you’d felt that the whip smart lawyer could be the one you’d finally tie the knot with.

Finally get your parents off your back about marriage and possibly work on providing them with the grandkids they so desperately wanted.

Leaning your head back against the cushions, you stare up at the white ceiling with a dull gaze as you consider that it’s probably for the best you hadn’t gotten too in depth when planning out your future. Because who would have seen this coming?

The door opening lets you know that your roommate has finally come back from his own place of work, and the rustling of bags tells you that he’s likely brought your favourite takeout from the Chinese down the street.

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Pretty Little Flower | OT7

Summary: You were their flower amidst the dark.

Pairing: demon!bts x reader

Genre: Fluff, angst / poly!au / demon!au

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: none

“You awake hyung?”

Jimin hummed in response and cautiously turned to look, still aware of you sleeping against his arm while Jungkook walked in to greet him with a morning kiss. “Morning,” he smiled and Jungkook returned the gesture, foreheads touching as they shared another kiss, an eskimo kiss.

“We’re having breakfast soon,” he told the older man, “You should wake our little flower up.” Jimin cringed for a moment and he burst out laughing softly, careful to not stir you awake. “I hate waking her up too, hyung.”

“Only because she looks so precious,” Jimin sighed as he looked back at your peaceful sleeping state. “Will you help me?”

“Alright, fine.” The youngest walked away from Jimin’s side to slowly plop himself on the other side of you, where Taehyung had slept the night before. 

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I’ll Protect You {Min Yoongi}

Words: 11k

  Summary: You and Yoongi were the most unlikely of pairs, which was why you decided to keep your relationship on the down-low for now. Whilst Yoongi and you basically ignore each other during school hours, Yoongi is left in the dark about the struggles you’ve been dealing with whilst he is pretending not to know you.

  Genre: angst

  Notes: masterlist

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    “In here. In here.”

   You could barely hold back your bark of laughter as Yoongi pinched your side, shoving you into the empty staffroom with an eagerness that had very clearly been building up for hours now.

    His hands were all over you as soon as the door was kicked closed, his body clashing with yours so your back was pressed against the far wall, his hands running up the length of your torso before finding purchase on your jawline, where he held your head still so his lips could continue their assault on your own.

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