A Hellhound!yoongi X Reader Series In The Spirit Of Halloween

a hellhound!yoongi x reader series in the spirit of halloween

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 (M) | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 (final)

Eyes.

Yoongi’s are a rich brown color: deep, brooding, earthy. Cold to strangers. Warm to those he cherishes. You’re not sure where in that spectrum you fall; sometimes his eyes are cold to you, sometimes warm, other times neither, in which his gaze seems so burning hot that it feels cold, or maybe so freezing cold that it feels hot. He’s never been easy to read.

Still, when you’re able to break past the surface and really look into his eyes, you see worlds full of stories.

They always begin in a lavishly elaborate, dimly lit room, fashioned with furniture gold and shining. From the open window, you can see that the moon is full. There are no stars. Instead, there are countless pairs of glowing eyes watching from the shadows, full of scheming, malicious intent, echoing an unforgiving thirst for vengeance. They disappear when looked at directly.

What happens next always changes, but the stories always end in a red world of chaos, crumbled ruins burning endlessly in bright flames. You stare and stare into that world until the jagged edges of broken pillars shift into sharp teeth, bared in a feral snarl. The flames morph into matted fur, and the light emitted from the fires is reflected from beady eyes.

And that’s when you lose sight of Yoongi.

Instead, a monster looks out from his eyes.

a/n: big thanks to @clairemurdcks for making the header etc. but also no thanks to her for the pun that was in the header omfg

Wet

A NIGHT AT HOME | JIMIN VERSION

WORD COUNT: 3,104

warnings: graphic smut, shower sex, sub!jimin, dom!reader, slightly degrading, rough sex

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AHHH! I'm so so happy with the way things turned out, especially with the whole Rose situation. Now there is one less person to scream at 😂. And I'm so happy that they've finally admitted their feelings and said the 'L' word. Honestly the entire smut scene was so soft and loving and just true to them. You could tell how much they cared about each other then and I'm just so happy. I hope that they have a bit a peace now that they're together and that somehow things work out with Jinhae and the mc's job.

Thank you sooooo much for this Sam! This part really made my day💕💕

(m) yeah i’m not gna keep u waiting JSJGJH. dr!joon + dr!reader, f2l, fake marriage, angst !! &….finally….smut, with sum fluff injected into there :) 

note: songs i listened to during writing this were quit - cashmere cat feat. ariana grande, and god is a woman - ariana grande [slowed + reverbed]

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It is so light, teasing, barely there. He leaves you waiting, anticipation building as your whole self yearns to know his touch. Each breath is a ghost, haunting your imagination with unbidden promise, dragging arousal through your body with its own pulse.

Hi Jess!

I’m honestly surprised that I haven’t read one of your stories before, but I’m so very glad that I did now. I actually had this saved as a story that I wanted to read later, so reading it now made me realize that there was a hidden gem, this story and you, just waiting for me and I didn’t even know it yet.

I loved this fic. Like a lot. A lot more than I would have ever expected to be completely honest. You have such a good grasp on descriptions and scenery and emotions it’s utterly breathtaking. I LOVED Ami. She’s so funny and reminds me of a friend, and I feel like she’s the friend that everyone should have in their life. The way you described Namjoon’s apartment made me feel like I was actually viewing the space from the reader’s eyes. I know that that is technically how stories like these are supposed to be read, but this one felt different. It felt as if I were in the moment. As if I were to try hard enough, I could touch one of his bonsais or run my fingers across his books or just simply smell surrounding scents of that room or him. That was one of those moments where it didn’t feel like I had the hindrance of a cellphone screen blocking my path, and it was just so beautiful to read.

The way you write is so poetic and each and every word draws you closer. For example this part: 

Everything about this moment has your nerves on edge, battling contrasting sensations in a way which makes you lightheaded. The air is cool, but his touch is warm. Your throat is parched, but you feel yourself growing wet in his embrace. Together you are silent, but the white noise of the air conditioner and the ruffling of Namjoon’s clothing against the sofa is deafening. His fingers snake through your hair, gently tugging at the roots as he deepens the kiss. The fire in his ministrations grounds you, and all distractions become a distant memory.

Ughhh!!  I love this so much. Just the way your words are put so elegantly together and the juxtapositions between words that both show the contrast but are still able to make you feel connected are just wonderful. And I also really enjoyed the use of alliteration here:

With pupils blown and chin shining with your arousal, he is utterly devastating, deliciously disheveled.

It just shows the yearning and the desperation and the desire that Namjoon had and it made me get butterflies. It’s such a simple line, but complex and intricate and you were able to tell show much within these few words. That is truly a wonderful gift. I also really liked during the middle of the sex, it turned from this:

“Fuck,” you both hiss simultaneously before dissolving to laughter. His chuckles rumble through your body, quaking with a low vibration which only further dismantles you.

To this:

The power he exudes over you and the security you feel in his hold pushes you off the edge. 

Even though they had just met, this part just felt so light and comfortable, yet it held an air of intimacy that is hard to come by during first times like this. For me, this was a really special moment because of that, and because it just showed more of their personalities and the way they are able to move together so fluidly. Enough to the point where she felt safe and secure, and it made me smile.

I was reading your author note at the end and I couldn’t help but be a little bit startled by the fact that this was your first BTS story because it was just done so well! I am amazed by you and your wonderful talent and I can’t wait to read more of your works Jess. I’m sending you lots of love💕💕💕💕

Alias

Pairing: Kim Namjoon X Reader

Summary:  Your dating life is a mess and after one bad experience too many, you decide to take your friend’s advice: try casual. You can do casual, right? It just so happens that when you stop worrying about embarrassing yourself, you have the most mind-blowing encounter of your life. Non-idol AU.

Genre: Smut, fluff, and a little angst if you squint

Content Warnings: Mature sexual content, rough sex, oral sex (male and female receiving), choking

Word Count: 5.8K

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“You know, if our friendship was subject to the Bechdel test, it would fail in two minutes flat.”

“Sorry,” you said, though you hardly meant it. That was the nature of your friendship, after all.

“Don’t be. You know I feed off this shit.” It’s true. Your penchant for attracting strange and unstable men had become an ongoing source of entertainment by this point. Leave it to Ami to laugh at your dating mishaps rather than judge you harshly. It was part of the more extroverted woman’s charm, you thought, that she would accept eccentricities so enthusiastically, and find polite conversation irredeemably dull.

You took a large swig of your strawberry wine, cringing at the sweetness before setting the glass on your friend’s coffee table. Your feet curled beneath you on the sofa as you turned to face her, arms gesturing wildly. “He showed up at my work, Ami! We went on one date – ONE! We went out months ago, and he cyber stalked me.”

“Okay, first, he isn’t cyber stalking you. He’s stalk stalking you. Second, make your shit private. And stop accepting friend requests to be nice.”

“But…”

“No. No buts. You don’t owe these guys anything. Just because you go on one date doesn’t mean you have to be friends.”

You heaved a sigh, knowing that she’s right. She’s always right. “Fine.”

“Can I be real for a second?”

“I love how you act like ‘no’ is an option.”

“Fair,” she grinned. “Look, you keep going for guys that are desperate for a serious relationship. They just want that shit to happen instantly, and then they don’t understand when you don’t want that.”

“But I do!” You countered emphatically.

“Maybe, but not the same way,” Ami reasoned. “These guys are lonely and looking to settle down. You’re still playing the field. Maybe you want it to get serious later, but you want to build up to it, and they want it to happen instantly. I think you’re either leading them on or going for the wrong kind of guy. Try casual. Let casual happen.”

You wanted to argue, but she had a point. “I don’t know how to do casual.”

“Well, that stupid dating app is the wrong place to start,” she clarified.

“But I get to know them first! It’s safer.”

“No, you just think it’s safe. They could be lying. I mean, the trend so far is not promising…”

“Fine!” You huffed. “What would you do? Guide me, oh wise one.” You took another sip of wine. Disgusting. You silently wished her dating advice was better than her taste in drinks, or else you’d be miserable.

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Withdrawal

A NIGHT TO REMEMBER | YOONGI VERSION 

WORD COUNT: 9K

Yoongi had been your brother’s supplier for years, you were familiar with his name and reputation but never cared enough to meet the man who was indirectly tearing your family apart. That was until your brother got himself into trouble, real trouble, and you found yourself on Yoongi’s doorstep with a very tempting offer. If he cleared your brother’s debts he would get the one thing he never even knew he wanted.

You.

warnings: graphic smut, dirty talk, rough sex, dom!yoongi + sub!reader, spanking, substance abuse, physical violence, family issues, threatened non-con & strong language

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a prince's ardor || knj

⇢ summary: prince namjoon is particularly clumsy, and it takes him accidentally stabbing himself with his own sword for you, the castle nurse, to find the perks of taking care of him in more ways than one. (royalty/prince au; enemies to lovers au if you squint.)

⇢ genre: fluff; eventual smut + angst

⇢ word count: 8.71k

⇢ warnings: mentions of sexual content; swearing; descriptions of blood/injury

⇢ note: once upon a time, @megjin and i had a conversation about namjoon looking like a victorian prince, and this series is the result and is dedicated to her. :’) enjoy!! (also so pls forgive me if any of the medical info. is inaccurate!)

The prince is altogether beautiful, cold, and untouchable, except for when he is not.

Your island kingdom is small enough and traditional enough to still have a king who rules over all while residing in a hilltop castle overlooking a sloping valley. He is a just king, for the most part, but he is not necessarily one to engage in conversation with his people. So long as very few are starving to death on the streets, he is content to live out his life with his queen and his only son on either side of his throne.

Growing up around royalty, you imagine, must be quite a bit different than learning the ways of the world around the commoners who gave such royalty their status. It was perfectly easy as a child to look up the royal family both in awe and seething jealousy. They were wealthy down to the roots of their hair, positively dripping in gold and jewels. You never had the luxury of running water in your home or private tutors lecturing you in the comfort of your own bed. Similarly, you also never had advisors leering viciously down your throat every waking moment, either.

Everyone has their burdens to bear, you suppose.

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