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Yours Alone | OT7
Yours Alone | OT7

Summary: They were always captivated by your beauty, but sadly they aren’t the only ones.
Pairing: bts x reader
Genre: fluff / poly!au / mafia!au
Word Count: 2.6k
Warnings: none

“You’re stealing the spotlight, sweetheart."
You jumped at the sudden voice whispered into your ear as two hands snaked around your waist from behind, and a blush crept up your cheeks as you finally realized the stares you were receiving from almost every corner.
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Little Omega
BTS
Kim Taehyung/Reader [F]
Genre: Drabble, Alpha/Beta/Omega (A/O), Mentions of Sexy Times
Words:1.8k

A.22 - “Why would you think something like that?”
Though you were the proper, true mate to your packs Alpha, here you sat, covering your ears trying to block out his thoughts that echoed in your head. The thoughts rolling through his head unconsciously into yours as he put a different she-wolf beta through her paces.
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i know you can’t cook for shit so i’ve been bringing you dinner every night, just, y’know, to keep you alive x vampire!seokjin
‘come to the window’
If that had been anyone else who had sent you that text, it would be over your dead body to bring yourself there… or that’s what it would be. But since it’s from a certain someone that didn’t fit the spectrum of just anyone, you hop off the sofa and head towards the window where it reflects the television screen you had your eyes on for the past hour.
There’s a couple containers perfectly stacked and packed by the ledge, willing for you to take. Carefully unlocking the latch and allowing the cool breeze of the night drift across your skin, you stick your hand out to collect what seems to be a freshly cooked meal of your favor. Possibly fried chicken marinated with spicy sauce and rice (based on the weight) with eggs and oh my fucking god, mashed potatoes.
Although the scent alone is salivating your taste buds, you set it down to the side safely in your home and take a look at your phone. Tapping on reply, you’re formulating your sentence halfway that consists of a question and a statement at the same time but the - “I’m here, by the way,”
“Holy fuck me-”your hands juggle your phone, almost dropping it over eleven stories high and you press it to your chest. You roll your eyes as they close shut, then bursting out in a small outrage to - “Give me a warning, will you?!”
“Is that how you treat someone who cooks for you every night?” Seokjin crosses his arms, balancing himself effortlessly against the ledge of your neighbours window and his back to the brick walls. You heave a deep breath and gaze to his eyes, making the effort to crane your neck out the window, “…I didn’t ask you to cook for me,”
He lets out a sound coming across as a groan and an exclaim of an exaggerated wow that he’s known for. You chuckle at this when his red eyes turn brown, the color of comfort of being in a presence that’s familiar for him to be on his guard. He takes a step forward, and the next thing you know the two of you come face to face (you’re still amazed how he manages to hold himself up on such a tiny space for his feet).
“And wait for you to die because you can’t cook for shit? Hah, okay, I’ll give you that. But how about you repay me?”
You fold your arms, brow raised (and from another view you know people would think you’re ridiculous to taunt someone who can climb their way up eleven stories without using the stairs or lift but again, he wasn’t just anyone to you), “With what? Money? You know I could sell all my organs and it wouldn’t be enough,”
“Wine, do you have it?”
“…eh, maybe. I could go chec-hey! This is trespassing!”
He snorts, already halfway into your kitchen as you hastily close your window. His hands are rummaging through the cabinets and you yelp on your way over, to which he chuckles and tells you to - “Be careful,” - the same time you push aside the tubs of food before you knock them over completely. Huffing, you stand by the kitchen door with a frown, “Again, trespassing!”
“Nothing I haven’t seen,” He shrugs, and your eyes are to slits, “I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re a vampire but you can’t just come into my house like this!”
“Call the cops if you want me gone,”
When Seokjin sees how you lazily drag your foot around the other, he smirks.
“Be back in five,” He heads towards the window, and you can’t bite your tongue on the words firing out your lips. “Are all vampires this cocky?”
“I don’t know,” He puts one foot out, looking over his shoulder to you, “Have you dated other vampires?”
With a pout, you turn away from him after retrieving the food by the floor, with a huff shortly after as you head towards the dining table, “…I’m eating now,”
“I’ll be back with wine,” He laughs, then tapping on the window pane when you settle down on the seat, “Leave this unlocked,”
“I have a door, you know,”
“You also have a window,”
“…be back with the wine before I finish eating.”
too hot to sleep. (m)

# pairing. fiancé!yoongi x reader
# genre. established relationship au, humor, fluff, smut.
# word count. 2.4k
# warning(s). fluff, reader doesn’t like cats yoongi’s cat, smut [marriage kink(?), unprotected kitchen sex, small hint of yoongi having a possession kink]. \ will be edited at a later time so my apologizes for any mistakes
# a/n. this was originally supposed to be a drabble but i liked the prompt a lot…so this is the cute fluffy version but i’m also MAYBE gonna write a uh…rougher version. i tried to write an impreg kink since that shit is mad hot but it wasn’t working out for me :(
↳ summary. “ Umm can’t wait to get rawed in our kitchen when I’m living with the love of my life ” *soft ver.*

“You never listen to me,” you whisper to your fiancé’s sleeping figure, “I ask you to pick up the air conditioner on your way home from work,” you shove his shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, “but instead, you buy a new bed for your demon cat.”
Yoongi stirs in his sleep, turning himself to face the bedroom window. You can’t help but get annoyed at the fact even when he’s sleeping, your fiancé barely istens to you. Every ounce of annoyance fades away the moment you hear the soft sound of Yoongi smacking his lips together, a habit he developed whenever he was in the midst of a deep sleep. Even unconscious, he was still the cutest thing you had ever seen.
But, nevertheless, it was too hot for you to sleep. Your growling stomach also proves you’re otherwise too hungry to sleep as well.
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“DON’T CARE IF IT HURTS MASTERLIST
Summary: After a rival gang makes an attempt on your life, Your older brother, the infamous leader of Seoul’s largest gang; Kim Namjoon, gets you a guard hybrid; Park Jimin, The reigning champion of Seoul’s underground hybrid fighting ring.
(Hybrid! Park Jimin x Reader) (unrequited! Jung Hoseok x Reader) (Kim Namjoon x Kim Seokjin)
✥ PROFILES MOODBOARD SERIES: ✥ MIN YOONGI ✥ JEON JUNGKOOK ✥ KIM TAEHYUNG ✥ JUNG HOSEOK ✥ KIM SEOKJIN ✥ PARK JIMIN ✥ KIM Y/N ✥ KIM NAMJOON ✥
INSPIRATION POST( CAUTION: SPOILERS)
PART 1: “I want you to protect her.”
PART 2: “I’d much rather have a friend.”
PART 3: “They call him the Monster.”
PART 4 “I’ll always keep your head above water.”
PART 5: “See you later Hellhound.”
PART 6: “You promised me a dance.”
PART 7: “A declaration of war.”
PART 8: “If I were a human man, could you love me?”
PART 9: “Just in case.”
PART 10: “Carry that weight”
PART 11: “When you’re gone.”
PART 12: “Good Things”
EPILOGUE: “Will you marry me?”
PROLOGUE SHORTS SERIES (Hoseok x Reader)
(1) Sweet Lies and Bitter Truths
Santa Baby
Hoseok x Reader Author: Admin Mo Prompt: Ooh, how about Jhope and Santa Baby? A weird combination but… Note: I put a little fluffy twist on this one, if that’s alright… Warnings: None? Word Count: 541

You leaned further back into the cozy armchair in the den, your favorite place in the little house you and Hoseok called home. It wasn’t much, it wasn’t very big, but after you’d both graduated and he’d proposed, you’d settled down in this nice little neighborhood, and you were happy that way.
At the moment, you were sitting in front of the fire, a mug of ginger tea sitting on the table beside you, and a thick pair of knitting needles in your hands. The other day, you had stopped at the fabric store to pick up the softest, chunkiest yarn you could get your hands on, so now, you were knitting the beginning of a very cozy blanket. It was just long enough so far to drape over your lap.
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