Signed, Sealed, Delivered - Part 1

Signed, Sealed, Delivered - Part 1

Namjoon x Reader Author: Mo Summary: You’re in college when your soulmate tattoo finally shows up: an address. Sending a letter couldn’t hurt, right? Warnings: A couple of swears. Soulmate fluff. Word Count: 2.7k

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13,  Epilogue

You stared at the letters in disbelief. They weren’t there last time you rolled up your sleeves. Obviously, they hadn’t been. But they were there now, and they were real and dark and when you rubbed them, they didn’t budge, inked into your skin like a tattoo.

Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, you licked your hand and rubbed at them again, expecting the ink to smear, and yet it didn’t, and you knew deep down that it wouldn’t. Somewhere along the way in your twenty-one years, you’d convinced yourself that you would never get a sign of your soulmate, and so far you hadn’t, but staring at the words, no, an address written in your skin, you knew it couldn’t be anything but that.

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❂  - your muse finds mine injured (w/ werewolf!jungkook)

Deep down inside, regarding the situation you were in, you knew you should’ve trusted your instincts when they were in blaring red spelling out don’t do it in your face, in your mind. Now the pain was harder to push off, much more with the trunk of log holding your limbs down. Your voice is lost, unable to call for help even if you wanted to (you tried, the screaming and shouting only did worse to your condition) so you resorted to pray for a miracle that somehow, one way or another - Y/N.

The voice that enters your head scares you but not quite when the familiarity in the tone of the owner seems to calm your worried heart. You try to search for who it is, to confirm you’re not hearing things and you’re proven right when - “J-Jungkook…”

By the look of his hazel eyes, you know he knows you’re in pain despite the fact you’re trying to mask it by not saying a thing. At this point, you don’t trust your voice, or yourself so you remain quiet. He carefully walks around on his feet, before his nose lines over your back and you sigh because I knew something was wrong when you didn’t come home.

Your hands, though shaky, manage to come by his face where your fingers thread through his fur to carefully hold the sides of his head. The tips of your fingers merely brush over his ears before you caress the under of his eyes and he automatically leans into your touch with a whimper, “But you’re here now,”

He gives a small nod before he reluctantly pulls away from you. He’s swift in his movements, yet delicate as he positions his nose at the opening gap between the trunk and the ground. A warning comes in, apologetically with hold your breath, Y/N. This might hurt a little.

Your eyes screw shut and your hands turn into fists by the ground for leverage when you tell him to - “I-I’m ready,”

Jungkook feels his heart being torn in a rip the same time he heaves up the trunk and off to the other side of the forest like it weighs a feather to him. What doesn’t is his insides when he senses the pain you’re going through. He immediately comes to your side, rounding your leg before he reaches you and nuzzles his nose against your back for comfort. The little whines he make definitely make your heart swell. It reminds you of the numerous times he admits how much he hates to see you getting hurt.

You make grabby hands at him and he lowers himself to the ground for you to climb on. With your legs dangling in midair, you have a feeling he’s about to go bare and turn back into a form that’ll be much easer to carry you home but with the tight squeeze around his neck and your head pressed to the side of his for extra measure so he - “D-Don’t, Jungkook,”

…but Y/N-

“I’ll be fine,” You breathe, holding on, “P-Please?”

Hesitating, Jungkook doesn’t move just yet as his second thoughts attempt to take over. But the rational part of him doesn’t want to prolong your pain so he tells you to hang on. It’ll hurt but it’ll be for a while but I’ve got you.

Nodding, your eyes flutter shut as you whisper a soft I know you do.

With that trust alone, Jungkook makes his way back home.

See You - Pt. 2 (M)

The one where you accept Taehyung’s invitation.  

Pairing: Taehyung x reader 

Word count: 16K

Warnings: Explicit smut; fingering, fellatio and cunnilingus. Dirty talk, marking.  Rough, messy sex but also some very gentle, sweet sex too.  Very mild bondage.  

Part one 

Were it any other day, you might take offence at being looked down upon by the hotel hospitality.  This isn’t just any other day, though, and truthfully you can’t say you can even blame the impeccably dressed receptionist stood behind the welcome for eyeing you with such suspicion from the very moment that you enter.  You know as well as she does that this isn’t somewhere you seem you should belong.

The Ritz’ grandiose entrance hall is very different from any of the motels or b&b’s that you usually frequent.  You’re more familiar with slightly sticky carpets than the gleaming marble floor on which you tread to approach her, and the way you shrink under her gaze as you go stuttering out the pseudonym Taehyung had pressed into your palm earlier this afternoon must surely give away how out of your depth you feel.  If not, you’re sure the anxious chewing of your bottom lip and shuffling of your feet will.

You know it’s unlikely, but a part of you worries that the name he’s given you might somehow be wrong; that you’ll be laughed out of the place and lose the precious chance you’d been given to see him again.  Luckily, though, your paranoia is proven wrong. The receptionist’s glacial attitude thaws instantly on hearing it and suddenly she’s all courtesy and smiles, her pristinely white teeth shining under the chandelier lights as she divulges Taehyung’s floor and room number, directing you towards the lifts with a sweep of her manicured hand.  

To be honest, you’re having trouble even really believing you’re here.  

Ever since your secret rendezvous with Taehyung earlier this afternoon you feel like you’ve been living in some sort of daze, replaying each moment again and again inside your head.  The whole thing just sounds so unlikely that you might’ve actually started to doubt yourself were it not for the lingering ache between your legs to act as proof - though the hickey on your neck that he’d left behind had served as a nice reminder, too.  

It’d been a difficult task to try and conceal it whilst stood shoulder to shoulder with other girls in the arena’s crowded toilets, dabbing at it with your powdered foundation.  You’d gotten your fair share of dirty looks, and whilst usually their judgemental glares would’ve bothered you somehow the knowledge that Taehyung had been the one to put it there had helped to soften their sting.  The looks you’d have gotten should they have known probably would’ve been far more severe.

You hadn’t been able to take your eyes off of him during the concert.  He’d been as mesmerising as ever, managing to pull off both adorable and sexy even if the two were barely seconds apart.  You were transfixed by every bite of his bottom lip and every roll of his hips; bewitched by his voice and preoccupied with the memory of his hands all over your skin.

With how little attention you’d paid to the others Taehyung may as well have been on stage - Namjoon’s face emblazoned across your chest long forgotten -  and more than once you found yourself wishing that you’d paid extra to have a standing ticket for the second night, too.

Would he have seen you again if you’d been closer?  Would he have scanned the crowd in search of your face and smiled if your eyes had met?  

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Beauty and The Beast || jjk ( m )

Summary: When you were dragged to the beast’s castle you were expecting to be locked away, not to be greeted by luxury and the mysterious boy who you must sleep with every night - maybe it’s all just part of the curse.

Genre: fairytale!au, smut, fluff, angst

Length: 11.6k

A/N: i tried so so hard writing this so please shower me with copliments ;) but seriously i wrote this in a week and instead of getting a break i’m onto the next fairytale,, so please please PLEASE show me support and maybe some praise TT i won’t survive otherwise,,

The wind was fierce, howling and thrashing through the tall alpine trees, nipping at your cheeks and nose, you wished you’d realised it was warning you about what was to come. The sky was a lazy grey and as the branches creaked under the force of the wind and cold, a single snowflake fell from the sky and landed on your hand, melting instantly.

The snow was expected, and you smiled at its delicate descent only to have a shiver run up your spine as if someone was watching you. Before you could shout and ask if someone was out in the woods, the wind whipped up again, drowning out your voice.

Each step you took towards the golden glow of your cottage reminded you of the dull ache in your legs from a day of hunting but readjusting the two rabbits you had managed to catch on your back, you continued to walk home knowing your brothers would be hungry and worried.

A scream shattered the silence and the door to your small cottage swung open to reveal Jin, yelling your name and your feet that had felt frozen in place began to move as you sprinted to the house, arm already reaching to your back to pull your curved hunting knife from its sheath.

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Festivities

Genre: Smut (Threesome) 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader; Jungkook x Reader (Demon AU!) 

Word Count: 3000ish

Other Demon AU fics: Jimin | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jin | Taehyung

Note: Based on the The Man in the Fields ritual and I’d like to again express my paranoia here and tell you to not attempt this ritual because demons don’t look as hot as BTS members

You watched the sun set behind the hills as it took away the comfort and security of its light, only to leave a darkness that engulfed the land whole. With only an hour left until midnight, you began walking around the large mansion, making sure there was no one present but you.

They wouldn’t like it if there was anyone else here but you.

You walked up to the door that led to your backyard, grabbing the candle you had placed on one of the many tables that were in the room. Your hand grasping it so tightly that you could feel the wax breaking under your touch.

You walked out, the cool breeze almost snuffing out the small yellow flame of your candle which you miraculously managed to save. You turned around to face your house, taking in a deep breath and clearing your mind before starting the ritual.

“But who will scare the crows away?”

Your voice trembling, you repeated the words 7 times, your hands clutching at your sides, your nails digging harshly into the palm of your skin and leaving behind deep crescent marks on your previously unblemished skin.

You shut your eyes, waiting for a response.

“That’s not your biggest problem, princess” Two voices spoke in unison from behind you or maybe it was in your head, you couldn’t tell. But you did know that they were here.

The Ashen man and the Man in the Field were here.

With quick strides you walked back into the house, closing the door shut behind you, your eyes staring straight at the ground, not daring to look into the backyard.  

You walked into the biggest room in the mansion, placing your candle on the dresser before making sure everything, every single object in that room that could possibly be left open was shut tight.    

You made sure that you left the crucifix that you had been carrying in your back pocket in that room, making it your safe room before walking out with your candle.

Not that you’d ever need it.

Everything in the mansion was opened, every door, every window, everything with the slightest possibility of leaving an opening. So you got to work, closing everything as fast as your hands could move.

It wasn’t something you hadn’t done before. In fact, you performed this ritual at the beginning of each year, always starting an hour before midnight.

This ritual granted you an entire year of safety from everything; illness, bad luck, financial problems,… but if you had to be completely honest for yourself, you did it for the thrill and of course, to see your loving demon master.

“If you keep appearing in the corner like that, I won’t be able to get anything done” You whispered out, closing one of the windows in the kitchen that faced the backyard. The ashen man usually didn’t bother you much when you went about the ritual but this time, he was appearing in each room that you were in.

“I know, but you look so good today sweetheart” He cooed out from the corner, taking short steps towards you.

He slowly slid his arms around your waist, the feeling of his touch warm instead of frigid as you had initially expected it to be.

“Are you going to do this every time, Yoongi?” You asked, turning around to face him, placing your candle on the counter next to you. His beautiful ashen hair all messy and the beautiful black orbs of his eyes that had you entranced and captivated.

He was the most enticing being you had ever laid your eyes on.

“It’s not fair that I only get to see you once a year princess” He spoke softly, leaning closer and closer to your face before finally melting into your lips. His hands moving around your waist and your fingers entwining in his hair.

After a while his fingers slowly start to move downwards, lifting up the hem of your dress and sliding his fingers up your thighs, making you shiver in anticipation. His fingers slowly making their way to your clothed core that was heating up and getting wetter with each passing moment.

“Do you like the way my fingers feel?” He breathed, breaking away from the kiss, moving one sleeve of the dress off your shoulder to reveal your bare neck, placing kisses all over it before biting and sucking at your collarbone. Leaving marks all over your body to remind it of who possessed it.

You nodded your head yes, your hands gripping the counter as hard as you were physically able to while you bit your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning.

He slipped his fingers into your pure white underwear that was now drenched with your arousal, grazing your clit lightly before thrusting his index finger into you, having you gasp for air.  

He began thrusting his finger into you, hard and fast before adding another finger that had you mewling his name but before you could even begin to reach your orgasm he pulled his hand away from you. Leaving you a soaking mess under his touch.

“Turn around” He commanded, unbuckling his pants and letting them drop to the floor as you followed his instructions without any hesitation. His actions were something you had been craving all year long, pleasuring yourself each night with the vibrators in your bedside drawer because the men around you were no longer of interest to you, not after you had been with him.

In the end, no mortal could hope to compare to Min Yoongi.

He lifted up your dress, revealing your bare ass to him, the palm of his hand smacking your skin until he could see the red imprint of his hand adorning your body. Your voice hitched in your throat as you felt the dull ache of his actions turn into sinful pleasure.

He moved your hair up to see his mark that he had left on the back of your neck, a half-black, half-white circle covered with stripes that had him drunk in lust and desire.

He moved your underwear to the side and shoved himself iside you in one clean thrust that had you bucking forward, his entire length filling you up. Placing a hand on your back, he thrusted into you, each thrust so rhythmic, timed and so powerful that you could feel your eyes roll back into your head from the blissful nirvana you were getting immersed in.

With each thrust he moved further and deeper into you, your voice moaning and whimpering his name laced with profanities as his nails dug into your back.

“I’m close sweetheart-cum with me, won’t you?” He whispered into your ear before moving one hand to grab your hip while the other drew circles on your clit, giving you the stimulation you needed to reach your highest peak, now approaching rapidly.

He began pulling at your hair harshly, his thrusts getting faster and a lot harder until he finally emptied his release into you, spurts of white, hot fluis coating your inner walls. And with that you were thrown over the edge, clenching hard around his cock as you came all over it.

Coming down from your high, your eyes shot through the window and fell instantly on the man standing in the middle of the field.

His eyes met yours, and you knew you were done for.

Yoongi pulled out of you, turning you to face him as he pressed a kiss onto your lips while his cum dripped from between your folds and onto your underwear. His palms cupped your face and his tongue devoured your mouth as he seated you onto the counter in front of him.

He broke away to grab a couple of napkins from one of the cabinets to clean yourself off before cleaning him up as well and discarding the napkins on the floor into the trashcan.

And then he looked out the window to see The Man in the Field walking towards the house.

“Y/N-ah… Did you look at him?” He asked, bewildered at the other demon’s erratic movements and worried about your own safety.

“I may have accidently looked out the window..” You whispered lowly, your eyes looking down and staring at your feet.

“And it was the best accident you could ever have” You heard another voice speak, you looked up to see a man, his dark brown hair and ruby red eyes had you captivated and drooling from the  corner of your mouth.

Before he could get closer to you Yoongi stood in front of you, blocking your gaze.

“She’s mine Jungkook!” He proclaimed, his voice deep and emitting intimidating growls to the younger man, who only stood there chuckling.

“But she looked at me hyung, it’s time for her to leave the mortal world now.” Jungkook stated, walking up to Yoongi.

“Can’t we find another way to settle this?” Yoongi asked, his voice saturated with anger and frustration as you sat behind him in safety, your hands fiddling as you listened to the conversation.

“Well… I’m willing to let it slide on one condition…” He spoke, licking his lips at the sight of your disheveled dress.

Yoongi looked up at him expectedly, all ears to listen to whatever Jungkook had to say.

“Since the two of you always leave me out whenever she does this ritual, how about you let me participate in the festivities this year?” He smirked at Yoongi and moved around him to shoot you a wink.

Yoongi turned around to look at you, the worry and concern on his face asking you for a reply to Jungkook’s suggestion. As much as he hated having to share you, even it was for a single night, it was worth it if you stayed alive. You nodded, knowing that you had no other option but you were also rather excited to see what this demon had under his sleeve.

You bit your lip as you got up from the counter and stood next to Yoongi, your hand involuntarily wrapping around his as you looked up at Jungkook to give him your answer. With the nod of your head he had a smile forming on his lips, his eyes taking in your figure and walking up to you.

Without a warning he bent down to grab your knees, hoist you over his shoulder and carry you to your old bedroom, his palm twitching to smack that ass of yours. He dropped you onto the huge bed that was adorned in velvety red sheets, pulling his black t-shirt off of himself, showing off his beautiful toned abs that had you licking your lips.

“Like what you see sweetheart?” He teased, throwing his shirt on the floor beneath him.

“I love it”

And at that he lost control, his mouth crashed on yours, bruising your lips as his teeth bit down on them. His hands roaming the sides of your body before grabbing the end of your dress and pulling it over your head, leaving you clothed in only your underwear and bra that had Jungkook looking at you hungrily. His dick craving nothing more than to be buried in you and to pound until you couldn’t even remember your own name.

He pulled off your underwear, dragging it along your thighs before leaving it on one of your ankles and spreading your legs open, the cold air hitting your sensitive area sending shivers down your spine.

He left bite-marks all over your thigh, his teeth digging into your soft flesh and leaving behind deep-red bruises until his caramel brown hair was tugged backwards to meet Yoongi’s eyes.

“Don’t mark what is mine” He gritted through his teeth, roughly letting go of the younger’s hair before taking a seat behind you in bed.

His tongue licking all over your shoulder and neck, coming to a halt at your sweet spot that he sucked and bit on. His hands moving to unclasp your bra and letting it fall down on the bed. His fingers cupping your breasts and massaging them before moving to your rather sensitive nipples, playing and pinching them with a smirk on his face.

Your fingers moved up to your lips, your teeth biting them as you tried desperately to not to scream.

Jungkook’s tongue licked a long stripe over your folds before thrusting two fingers into you, arching them and moving them around to figure out your sweet spot and when he did, he hit it again and again and again. Without the slightest hint of stopping he brought his tongue to your clit, licking it over a few times before sucking on it harshly and giving it a few bites here and there that had your legs quivering under his strong hold.

“I-uh…I’m…I’m coming!!” You whimpered, your orgasm about to crash down on you and when it did, your body was flooded with pleasure, your mind wiped clean of everything, every thought and leaving you to only feel the heaven these demons gave you.

The elation, excitement and the ecstasy that they gave you, it rivaled no other feeling. You wanted nothing more than to be sucked into the deep, dark chasm of lust and depravity and these demons, they were more than happy to give you that.

You saw Jungkook getting up from beneath your legs, his face covered in your sheen. He licked his lips before moving towards you, putting his two fingers in your mouth for you to taste yourself but you didn’t find it in yourself to care. He was so fucking hot and all you could think about was having him inside you.

“Jungkook-ah…” You moaned out, licking your lips in anticipation as he took off his pants and briefs. Your eyes admiring the demon’s muscular & perfect body, and that dick of his, you could swear it was almost as long as Yoongi’s.

“Why don’t you get on all fours, princess?” Yoongi whispered into your ears, his teeth grazing your ear and you were soon moving to heed to his suggestion.

Your ass was pointing towards Jungkook, his palm moving over Yoongi’s mark before smacking you hard enough to cover you in his marks as well. Your cry of pleasure at the contact of Jungkook’s palm with your ass had Yoongi turned on before his mind could even process what was happening.

Yoongi grabbed ahold of your chin in between in his thumb and index finger, his lips leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

“Suck me off sweetheart?” He asked sweetly, his erect dick now inches away from your mouth.

You licked his entire length which was already soaked in his pre-cum before sucking on the head, your tongue digging into his slit that had him grabbing your hair harshly, thrusting his entire length into your mouth and throat.

At the same time, Jungkook bottomed out with a lewd ‘smack’, your pussy taking him in to the hilt.

The vibrations of your moan around his cock had Yoongi growl in ecstasy.

“That’s it” Yoongi gasped in satisfaction, thrusting himself in and out of your mouth, the action of your throat sucking him bringing him to utmost euphoria.

Jungkook began moving, slowly hitting the deeper, sweeter spots inside you and it was only when your mouth emitted a yelp from having them hit did he start thrusting you into next week. His hands gripping your hips, leaving his brand on your body, your walls tightening more and more around him as you reached your release.

He moved his fingers over your back, leaving red streaks of pleasure that sent burning heat through your body, your moans getting louder and your release even closer.

You could tell Yoongi was close too, the way his pace increased and the throbbing of his dick in your mouth were indications of that.

Finally he was pushed over the edge, releasing all of it into your mouth with a guttural moan and you swallowed all the bittersweet liquid that was pouring down your throat.

Yoongi’s mind moving to a state of elation and bliss that he had never felt before. You sucked his cock once more, licking up all that was left of his orgasm before letting his dick out of your mouth a lewd ‘pop!’ and your voice moaning out Jungkook’s name as you felt yourself hitting your own high.

“Jungkook…. I’m..I-oh god- I’m close!!” You whimpered out, your hands digging into the mattress of the bed as your body tried to keep up with Jungkook’s hard thrusts that sent you flying forward from the intensity.

“Don’t come without me sweetheart”

Jungkook moved his fingers to your clit, flicking it, rubbing it with fervor and his thrusts picking up their pace. Your voice turning into a cry of pleasure as you came, the force of it knocking you out and robbing you of all your energy. You felt a warm substance make its way into you and with that you knew Jungkook had cum too.

After the two exhausting sessions that you had, the ecstasy knocked kicked in completely, having you drift off into a deep sleep.

The last thing you remember was collapsing into both men’s embraces after they cleaned both you and themselves up, snuggling into their arms as they wrapped them around your naked body.

You woke up the next morning in your room, your body clothed in Jungkook’s long t-shirt. Your eyes darted around the room, looking your two lovers but there were no signs of them.

‘Looks like I’ll be seeing them next year…’

You got up, your lower body still sore from the previous night’s festivities.

You walked downstairs to the kitchen, deciding to feed yourself before doing anything else. To your utter surprise you saw them both downstairs, Yoongi sitting on the dining table sipping coffee as Jungkook had an apron on over his shirtless figure and was cooking what appeared to be breakfast.

“You’re still here?” You asked, baffled at the presence of the two demons in your house after 6 am. Usually the ritual had the area cleaned of the demons after 6am but this was the first time Yoongi was still there when you woke up.

“And we’ll be staying a long time hon!“ Yoongi spoke, flashing his signature gummy smile before getting up to give you a romantic morning kiss.

“We?” You asked, eyes wide and looking at Jungkook who was smirking at you.

“You might want to look at your collar bone, sweetie” Jungkook chuckled as he returned to his cooking.

You pulled the shirt to look at yourself and there it was. Another black orb that marked you as a demon’s property.

This one was different, it was perfect circular symbol, except for a few strokes at the top and bottom.

“So, now you’re going to stay?” You exclaimed at Yoongi who previously only had been seeing you for a night a year.

“I can’t risk losing you to Jungkook over there.” He pecked a kiss on your rose tinted cheeks. 

Your confusion faded away, being replaced with the sweet feeling of happiness. You sat down on the chair next to him, Jungkook walked over with a plate of breakfast, placing it in front of you and dropping down on the chair next to you.

“And I’ll be on the other side.” He grinned, pulling your chin towards his face, pressing a sweet kiss on your cherry red lips.

You let out a small laugh as you began eating breakfast, both boys exchanging glares before resigning to their fate and leaning on you.

“You know Y/N-ah… I think I’m hungry…” Yoongi licked his lips, trailing his fingers over your thigh as you finished your breakfast.

“Me too…” Jungkook whispered into your ear before nipping at them with his teeth.

Yoongi lifted you into his arms, carrying you back into your bedroom, Jungkook following behind closely as you giggled at both men’s desperate actions.

Since you failed last night’s ritual, you weren’t going to have the complete safety you had planned for but with these two demons by your side, you knew it was going to quite the year for you.

Written By: Admin Sangria 

Edited By: @smuttilyeverafter <3 

Mermaid Taehyung?

“You know, people say you’re dangerous.”

He leans over the rock you’re perched on, his fingers swirling over your bare legs. “Do you believe them?”

His tone is curious as his tail flicks in the water, the sunlight catching on the blue-green scales.

You lean back against the rock, your eyes scanning over him. His beautiful dark hair is pulled up in a makeshift bun, his shoulders are broad, and his skin is beautifully golden in the sunlight. He’s never been anything, but kind to you. This sweet, gentle merman.

“I think you’re my friend.”

He smiles wickedly at you and you realize too late the mistake you’ve made.

-Admin B