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I had a whole training montage in my mind imagining jimin learning taekwondo.
The Secret
◐ PART IV of THE ALPHA ◐
◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Series Masterlist ◐
Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader
Rating: Mature (for this installment)
Warnings: ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming. Violence and discussion of violence relating to ritual combat. Jin’s pheromones need their own warning. Yoonji and Yunli are not the same person.
Word Count: 3600
Author’s Note: This update literally made me sob because I edited it and formatted it and it just disappeared when I posted. I seriously felt my heart drop because it took so long to format… ANYWAYS I wonder if anyone guessed the secret.
”You can’t do this, Luna … Come back inside.”
Your hand tightened on the doorknob.
“I was just going out for some air-”
Jin shook his head, letting his lanky frame collapse onto the overstuffed chair by the fireplace.
“And after the air… then what?”
Your terse silence was confirmation enough.
He sighed heavily, hating himself a little for what he had to do.
“You cannot go to him. They’ll smell you on his skin and it could cost him… dearly.”
Your eyes fluttered shut.
“I just wanted to see him…,” you whispered. “I wanted to talk to him just once before-”
A sob bubbled up in your throat and your hand flew up to cover it.
The dawn would come in two hours.
And then Park Jimin would be gone.
Jin’s arms wrapped around your shoulders and you fell against him hopelessly.
“They’re going to make me watch, Jin-ah. I-I have to watch him-”
Bitter tears overtook you, wracking your body with the violence of your despair.
“I know…,” he murmured softly into your hair, “I know.”
“Do you think he’ll really show up?”
The chief elder glared fiercely at the young man who dared voice such a question.
The entire pack had jammed themselves into the clearing where the challenge was taking place and despite the solemnity of the occasion, the atmosphere buzzed with barely contained speculation.
“Park Jimin was chosen by the goddess herself to be her champion or to be the divine test of her champion. Have some respect,” he hissed.
The young pup had the decency to look abashed, but the chief elder was already ignoring him in favor of the newest arrival…
A Luna wore only three ceremonial colors at any given time.
Green for celebration and harvest was worn in times of laughter and gaiety.
Blue for mourning and peaceful resolve was worn in times of trial and hardship.
Red for passion and vengeance was worn in times of war and signified the sacred bonds that wove the pack together.
Your mother laid out a blue cloak as it was the color chosen by every Luna who had ever faced down a provocatione ritual.
But you arrived in sumptuous Red.
It was a stunning act of defiance, a wordless declaration of your fury. You were here to obey the goddess, but in a crimson cloak you would not embrace this challenge with peaceful resolve.
An attack upon your mate, even under these circumstance. was an attack upon you.
You had come dressed for war.
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Ignorantly, Yours
Word Count: 10.6k
Pairing: Alpha!Jimin x Omega!Reader
Genre: Wolf!AU, Best Friends to Lovers!AU; fluff, smut, angst
Warnings: dom!Jimin, sub!reader, A/B/O dynamics, heat sex, fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk (including a bit of possessiveness), marking, creampie, hair pulling, degradation, praise, rough sex, multiple orgasms
Rating: 18+
Summary: You never could have expected your best friend to show up at your apartment right as you were about to go into heat, but when he did, something in you just wouldn’t let him go.
A/N: Truly, this was never supposed to be more than drabble. Which truly became a nuisance once it grew a lot and I had to go back and change a lot of things during editing. This is my first fic with some sort of supernatural element to it, and I had a lot of fun! I hope you guys enjoy, and please let me know what you think!
Reposted without the header gif and without any links or taglist. Sorry for any inconvenience if you were already looking at the first post. I will reblog with the taglist shortly.
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Maybe it should have been embarrassing.
Maybe it was, 5 years ago when the habit first started.
5 years ago, when you’d had your first pre-heat. When the world had quickly become too overwhelming, your nose unused to the myriad of scents that assaulted you in your sensitivity. Your skin feeling so raw that even the clothes on your back felt uncomfortable.
It was then, in your childhood bedroom, amidst everything else, you recognized a scent that accompanied you through your life for as long as you could remember. A scent that felt like home, felt like warm days under the sun and shared laughter under blankets at midnight.
Your nose had led you to the bottom drawer of your dresser, your hands digging through the mess of fabric there until you pulled out an orange hoodie. You didn’t remember ever having it, and it looked small enough to have been from years ago – maybe even from before he presented.
But as you pulled it out of that drawer, the scent that might have been faint to you any other day filled your nostrils. A blueberry and pine scent that left you feeling calmer instantly, safer. Whether that had to do more with your friendship or his alpha status wasn’t a thought that crossed your mind. All you knew at the time was that it made everything better – he made everything better, even when he wasn’t there.
That marked the first time you laid in your bed, curling yourself around that small piece of comfort, your face shoved into the soft fabric. The peace that washed over you then was addicting, and any thought of giving up that feeling was unfathomable.
And if Jimin noticed how you were covered in his own scent when he saw you after every heat since that day, he didn’t say a thing.
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Skirts and Strap Ons
Synopsis ✦ You hated wannabe punk Park Jimin. You hated being in heat. You hated being an omega. What happens when these three elements combine and you finally snap? And what happens when that breaking point involves Mr. Unbearable Alpha Park Jimin himself?
Genre ✦ Smut, ABO, enemies to lovers, PWP
Pairings ✦ Alpha!Jimin x Omega!Reader, Sub!Jimin x FemDom!Reader
Word Count ✦ 3.4K
Warnings ✦ ABO (scents, knots, presenting, heat, omegas and alphas), Sub!Jimin (yes an alpha and a sub ik right), pegging, degradation, swearing, toys (strap on, butt plugs), ass play, Jimin in a skirt, slapping, Ma’am kink, what can be considered verbal/sexual harassment mentioned
ATTN ✦ hey its ya girl back from the dead with a ABO oneshot. This was triggered by the butter concept photos, my hatred for red hair and conflicted feelings over the skirt lol. I am 100% aboard the dom jimin train and I refuse to believe this man is an omega but like sometimes I do just wanna peg a pretty boy yk. Anyway, this isn’t proof read or anything so have fun lol
You snapped the drawer to the register closed having just emptied it for the night. You hated your part time job and you hated working nights. Closing itself wasn’t that bad, it was the jackasses rushing in last minute and pretending like they didn’t hear you when you informed them the register was closed and continued browsing that pissed you off the most. Normally, you would be jumping at the chance to close and go home. Home was the best part of the day. But you couldn’t even enjoy that tonight.
He was loitering around somewhere.
Park Jimin. That fucking asshole.
You can’t remember exactly how you ran into him for the first time. He had just jaunted into the shitty convenience store one day and he had practically stalked you since. He always seemed to know the exact shift you were working, and he always made it a point to taunt and flirt and make disgusting comments about your heat cycle. And to make matters worse, he always poked around the most when you were in heat.
Heat. The thought of the unavoidable thing made you sick, but everyone was envious of you. Your heats were never so intense that you couldn’t function, couldn’t smother out the smell with suppressants, or couldn’t leave the house. Nope, you were pretty well off. You could concentrate, function, act like a decent human being. You were horny and you did dwell on that thought often, but it was easy for you to swallow. You were rather grateful you weren’t some sopping wet, wailing bitch in heat. Especially since you hated being an omega. You had fooled around with a fair share of alphas in your time. None of them were remotely satisfying. Your friends always ranted and raved about the feeling of being knotted but if you were honest, it really wasn’t all that great. You would much rather be on the other side of things.
You shut the lights to the store off, realizing that if you stalled any longer your manager would probably ask you about it later and you really did not want to explain that you were trying to avoid this alpha dickwad Park Jimin. He would probably say what everyone else said. You should be excited an alpha is so interested in you!
You sighed, pulling your coat closer to you before you stepped out into the cold night and locked the door.
There he was. The shit.
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Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin | Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics | 13.4 K
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Alpha Jeon Jungkook.
Alpha Park Jimin.
Co-workers to lovers.
Lack of Communication.
Light Angst.
Office Sex.
Happy Ending.
Top Park Jimin/Bottom Jeon Jungkook.