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our departure!

Hello!

As the calendar turns over into a new year, so will our society. We’d like to announce the closure of The BTS Black Creator Society. We have had an amazing journey here and have grown since our initial opening.

But with time comes change, and we are excited to announce that our society is expanding. We will be moving over to @kpopsblackcreatorsociety and this blog will be archived.

What does this mean? 

Well, now we will be accepting creators from other kpop fandoms and the content in which we share will be more diverse.

So come over and join us in our newly renovated blog. You’ll get to experience many more amazing creations and meet the faces behind our masterpieces. 

We hope to see you there!

With much love,

- BBCS

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❖ BBCS Sip, Vibe, & Create Event: Supernatural Soirée hosted by @btsblackcreatorsociety

↠ Categories: Werewolves ↠ Themes: A/B/O ↠ Kinks: None

Resources: 1, 2, 3

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✺ BBCS Sip, Vibe, & Create Event: Freaky Friday hosted by @btsblackcreatorsociety​

Categories: Sea Creatures Themes: Tentacles | Dens/Caves Kinks: Monster Sex | Impreg/Breeding Kink

➝Summary: Yoongi’s little human is so greedy, always asking for more, more, more. Yoongi finally caves and gives Mille what she wants. ➝Paring: Sea Creature!Yoongi x OC!Millie ➝Word Count: 660 ➝Rating/Genre: 18+ (NSFW, pure smut) ➝Warnings: Tentacle Smut, Anal, Double Penetration, Unprotected Sex, Impregnation Kink, Hidden Dick, Bulging Stomach, Eggs, Mentions of Scary Folklore (Yoongi’s halfassed ‘backstory’)…I think that’s it. ➝A/N: It’s not my best work, but hey, I tried. Banner made with pictures from Pinterest that I edited using Picsart

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three of cups (m) | namgi

pairing — witch!namjoon x witch!reader x witch!yoongi summary — in the Three of Cups, three young people are dancing with each other in a circle, raising their cups in a toast of joy and celebration. They are bound by their emotional connection and friendship. Unlike their tarot counterparts, these three young people are also bound by their sexual chemistry. genre — supernatural, smutt rate — 21+ word count — 2.9k warnings — explicit sexual content, supernatural themes, mentions of death, mention of blood drinking, polyamorous romance, mention of alcohol intake, threesome, unprotected sex, anal sex, double penetration author's note — the biggest of thanks to @yoon2k for the amazing, genius, groundbreaking, sensational banner!! she saw me struggling and lent a helping hand, as the kind person she is <3 everyone say thank you, fi <3

❖ BBCS Sip, Vibe, & Create Event: Double Double, Toil in Trouble hosted by @btsblackcreatorsociety ⤞ Category: witches ⤞ Theme(s): nature, spells ⤞ Kinks: double penetration, threesome

🕸 NO-FACETOBER hosted by @bangtanbathhouse ⤖ 「 Day 1 」 : eerie ⤖ 「 Day 9 」 : cauldron ⤖ 「 Day 18 」 : candles ⤖ 「 Day 25 」 : mystic

My arms were almost elbow deep in the soil as I worked to make room for some new vegetable plants. The leaves of the forest were starting to change colors, announcing that the weather was about to get chilly, so why not plant some brussel sprouts? 

I placed some Citrine crystals and covered them with dirt before sowing the seeds. I heard some steps coming in my direction, but that didn’t deter me from my work. The soft wind shifted towards me, and I smelled Namjoon’s perfume close by. I could feel his gaze on my back now.

“Are you sure you want to put the citrines under the seeds?” he asked, sounding not entirely confident in my planting skills. “I usually just plant only half of them, so the other half stays above ground…”

“Yes, I am sure,” I replied, a little exasperated, a little amused. Of course I should expect some observations and notes from Namjoon. He always liked his work done a certain way. “Are you done harvesting for dinner tonight?”

“Almost…” he said, abashed. I didn’t hear another word from him, so he must’ve scattered to the other side of the garden.

A regular day in our coven of three consisted of tending our garden, doting on our cute cats, and sharing laughter and joy with each other. Our regular nights also had a routine. We’d eat a spell blessed meal together, right before we devoured each other.

Yoongi spent most of his days at his crafting table, each and every time coming with more creative and functional pieces to fill our small cottage. Namjoon and I shared a love for nature, so our hands were always full of ingredients, and we made sure our house always smelled like fresh flowers. 

We also joined in prayer for devotion to our Gods. Brewing potions and casting various spells around the forest surrounding our home. Our cauldron would always be the center of attention, placed underneath the thicker branches of the spruce trees that decorated our front yard.

And today was no different from our general routine. That was until we reached nighttime. 

The wind whistled through the tree branches above, and Namjoon shivered. The darkness of the night was troublesome. The new moon usually gave more of a stage to the bright stars, but those were also nowhere to be found. All I could hear were steps disturbing the fallen foliage. 

None of us knew what to make of the sound of steps coming your way. Or the disturbing darkness that was trying to engulf our cottage. 

Did we do something wrong? I thought to myself. Maybe we accidentally conjured something we shouldn't in our earlier ceremony…

I wanted some reassurance from Yoongi, but he was busy casting a spell to protect our house from whatever came to visit us tonight. That left only Namjoon and me, neither with enough knowledge to fight this by ourselves.

Bottled in glass jars, I placed the banishing spells along the tree branches and trunks, and lit candles along the path. Namjoon’s knowledge of the forest gave him an instinctual sense of where to place everything, and I was relieved to just follow along.

The unknown steps got closer and closer, riling up the wind within its proximity. But neither of us ceased our work. Some of the candles gave up under the powerful gush, and I wondered if there was time to go back and light them up again. I heard a different set of steps coming in our direction, and my heart almost stopped, fearing getting cornered by the shadow. But I relaxed when Yoongi’s voice filled my ears.

“Let’s go to the cauldron,” he said. His voice was a little troubled, and I could see the fear buried deep within his eyes. He helped Namjoon with the spell jars, while I focused on relighting the path back to the cottage. 

Yoongi had everything ready for our collective spell. Ingredients were correctly placed, and the words glowed on the page as we read them in our Grimoire. The wind got worse, and we could hear the wind chimes rustling with intensity. We finished reading the inscriptions, and with a loud scream, our visitor fleeted the scene. The sky suddenly cleared and we got to see the stars again. 

We stared at each other for a moment. I could see both relief and fear mingled behind their eyes. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, steading myself. I was still a bit shaken. I’d never seen anything like that before. I’ve never felt such dark energy. 

My hands went to my face as I stood in front of the cauldron. I could still feel the heat of the cast iron warming my feet. Suddenly, I felt two pairs of arms embracing me. I didn’t realize until then that I was sobbing.

“Shh, it’s over now, honey. It’s okay now…” Yoongi cooed, caressing my arm. Namjoon hugged me the tightest, and I could feel his lips at the top of my head. “Let’s get you something to eat, hm?”

We decided to cook our meal outside, using our spells cauldron for extra protection. Yoongi went inside to gather the ingredients, while Namjoon maintained the cauldron warmed with fresh wood. I didn’t sit idly either, relighting some candles for extra brightness.

I wanted my hands busy, to do something useful and be the asset I always saw myself as, but both of them insisted I take it easy. Frustrated, I sat on the ground, on top of our outside blanket. Namjoon followed not long after, taking me in his long arms. He hugged me tight against his chest and hummed a song I didn’t recognize, and it calmed me down a little.

With our food prepared, and our prayers done, we sat down and communed in silence. Until Yoongi pulled out the bottle of wine.

I hadn’t realized we talked all night. The sky turned from deep black to lighter and lighter shades of gray. It took me by surprise, and I felt a mixture of awe and embarrassment. These men sure knew how to keep me distracted.

The bottle of wine was dry for many hours now, and I could bet none of us felt the buzz anymore. Every now and again I’d remember the night’s events and tremble, but another conversation would always be more interesting. I didn’t know if that was intentional. I didn’t have that much time to think about it, honestly.

But after the initial shock, I was starting to settle into a deeper despair. Imagining and calculating how close we’d come to death… I stared at the beginning of the path to the forest, the candles almost burnt to the very end. I felt the urge to follow that path. In the daylight I could calculate the damage better…

Namjoon laughed loudly, distracting me from my musings.

“Oh, c’mon! That’s literally the worst story you ever told! You never did that! Stop lying to us!” He chortled, half annoyed, half curious. He just couldn’t believe Yoongi had ever come face to face with a Siglas. 

The legend of the Siglas was a very common one. Everyone involved with the supernatural world had heard of it. It’d even reached human ears, and now the story lived through many cultures, with many names and interpretations.

Siglas, God of good fortune and ambition, had a wife named Varok. They roamed the Earth spreading their love far amongst other beings. However, there was a demon, Renag, who became jealous of their happiness, and plotted to destroy them. 

So Renag took Varok hostage and demanded eternal servitude from Siglas, in exchange for his wife’s freedom. However, Siglas found a way to meet his wife in secrecy. But when Renag found out, he killed Varok and scattered her soul across many nations. Heartbroken, Siglas followed suit, in hopes to put his wife back together. 

Now, many pieces of Siglas’ body wandered through the planet, transforming itself into a blood drinking demon, draining whoever he believed housed a piece of his wife’s soul. 

No one ever reached a consensus if we should believe the legend or not. The stories of people who encountered a Siglas were almost nonexistent. They either never met one or were drained by one. Or so the legend says…

Yoongi was sitting at my side, quietly laughing. One hand on the ground supported his torso while the other casually hung over my shoulder. “I guess I don’t have a piece of Varok in me,” he joked.

“How do you even know that was a Siglas?” I pressed, not believing it myself.

“There was something about his eyes… the pain in there. Too intense,” he answered.

“Maybe you had an allergic reaction to mushrooms and were actually hallucinating,” Namjoon teased. “It wouldn’t be the last time…” he trailed off, a sly smile curving his lips.

“Probably,” Yoongi shrugged, but his answering smile was cocky. “But I’d rather believe I’m just that powerful.”

“We’re just so lucky to have you…” Namjoon mocked, the teasing smile never left his lips. I chuckled with Yoongi as he got up. “I’m going to feed the cats. It’s almost sunrise. They’ll be hungry.”

We watched him leave for a second, before Yoongi pulled me towards his chest and laid us on the ground with a swift movement. I got comfortable immediately, placing my ear to his heart, and hitched my leg while hugging his waist. He hugged me tighter and kissed the crown of my head.

“Y/N?” Yoongi asked hesitantly after a minute, his voice almost a whisper. 

“Yeah?” 

“Can I ask you something?” He continued, caressing my arm with just his fingertips. His voice sounded distant now, almost as if he regretted saying something in the first place. 

“Anything. What is it?” The curiosity was thick on my voice. He took a deep breath, and I expected the question then. But it didn’t come.

I looked up at his face. He was looking at me with intense, worried eyes. He furrowed his eyebrows before speaking again.

“How are you feeling?”

Dramatic, much? I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.

“I’m feeling fine, actually,” I lied. He didn’t seem convinced. Maybe I didn’t try hard enough. Maybe he knew me too much. The furrow of his brow didn’t change, and the corner of his lips turned down slightly.

“Don’t lie…” he warned. His intense gaze didn’t let up for a second. I sighed and closed my eyes.

“I’ll be fine,” I finally answered. “I just never experienced something like that before, so it shook me up a little, that’s all.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” he asked

“Distracting me has been effective enough,” I confessed, wiggling my eyebrows, and he chuckled.

He then held onto my hips as he shifted us. He was on his side, almost on top of me, a leg hitched in between mine. His knee softly caressed my inner thigh, and my body reacted. He held himself up by his elbow, and his free hand went to cup my throat before he kissed me passionately.

The give and warmth of his full lips made me sigh. His tongue lightly pressed against my lower lip, and I purred under his touch. He trailed my jaw with kisses, before settling on my neck.

“Why do you two always start without me?” Namjoon complained at a distance. “You know I get jealous.”

“You say it like you’re not the one that has the most fun,” Yoongi said, shifting us again so this time I’d be straddling him.

Namjoon shrugged. “Still, it’s nice to be included.”

“Come here and let me include you, then,” I joked, grabbing his hand for him to join us.

“I don’t want your pity kisses.” he said, but he was already licking his lips, the corners of his mouth turning upwards.

“My pity for you can go a long way, actually,” I teased, and his eyes perked up.

He kneeled at my side and my arms rested on his shoulders. His lips were intoxicating. I was instantly begging for more. My lips were fierce when molding to his. I shivered when I got to taste his tongue, and a moan escaped my lips unexpectedly.

Yoongi’s hands made themselves known when he caressed my thighs underneath the skirt of my dress. His hands traveled upwards and palm pressed firmly against my skin, before he gripped my ass cheeks. 

Then, I could feel another set of lips on my skin. Yoongi settled on kissing my neck while I entertained myself with Namjoon. But my attention was diverted when his kisses trailed below my collarbone.

His tongue swirled on my skin as he indulged in the cleavage of my dress. He cupped my breasts with his palms, and I got annoyed by the fabric separating my nipples from his fingers and tongue. 

I yanked the buttons open. They were both shocked at my sudden desperation, and I couldn’t seem to care. I grabbed Yoongi’s head and pressed against my chest. He got the clue and his languid tongue swirled against my nipple. 

He knew my body. He knew which buttons to push. How to caress my body just so. When to kiss, where to lick, when to pull my hair… He sucked on it and I was entirely absorbed. He laid on his back, dragging me along with him while he continued to bless me with his mouth and teeth.

The hem of my dress was at my waist at that point, and I turned my head to see Namjoon lick the tip of his fingers while sliding my panties to the side with his free hand.

He touched the moistened fingers directly at my clit, and I moaned again. He used his thumb to travel between my entrance and my clit, the friction getting smoother and more pleasurable each time.

He slid his middle and ring fingers inside me, and I bit my lower lip. A low purr escaped my throat with the sensation. He pushed his fingers back and forth, each time hitting my spot just right. My walls clenched in anticipation and he picked up speed.

Yoongi stopped to pay attention to what was making me a moaning mess. He looked at me with a big taunting grin and said “Prepare to get utterly distracted.” 

Before I could make sense of his words or even pay attention to them, his fingers were in my open mouth, just long enough for a small amount of makeshift lube.

His digits pressed my ass, and I understood at once. He circled the area, and Namjoon hummed in expectation. He inserted his fingers slowly, paying attention to my expressions and asking permission with his own. He kissed me again once his fingers were completely introduced.

“It’s my turn, now,” Namjoon said, his voice a little too excited.

“I’m already in so I got dibs,” Yoongi teased.

“No one has dibs on my ass,” I interrupted, scolding them. But they ignored me. 

Namjoon placed himself behind me and Yoongi removed his fingers. I pouted slightly and Yoongi chuckled beneath me. I then felt Namjoon’s tip enter me, and I gasped as I adjusted to his girth. He continued slowly, and we cussed when he was fully inside. 

Yoongi took that time to free himself from his pants, and once he saw I was fully comfortable, he began to tease my entrance with his tip. Namjoon’s slow and deep thrusts became shallower and faster with each stroke. I started to rock my hips to his pace, meeting his hips halfway. He cussed again and grabbed my jaw, turning my head so I could look into his eyes.

Wanting to tease him, I licked my upper lip with exaggerated fashion, and I earned a smack in the ass. I increased the power of my hips, and Namjoon closed his eyes, growling. An animalistic sound coming from his chest.

I became arrogant, feeling myself more than I expected. But before I could act on it, Yoongi used the momentum of my hips to thrust himself inside me. I faltered, gasping by the overwhelming sensation of them both. My walls clenched hard in desire, and I had to stop my movements.

Their strokes were different in the beginning. Namjoon’s fast and shallow approach contrasted with Yoongi’s nice & slow method. But they eventually found a rhythm of their own, and I was speechless with the sensation.

I wanted to move my hips again, savor even more the delicious feeling of being filled by my boyfriends. But my legs were weak. I wouldn’t have that much time to savor them anyway. I felt a warm knot in my stomach, the fluttering of my heartbeat, my mouth gaped open as I gasped quietly. And sure enough, I reached my climax. 

My torso felt limp onto Yoongi’s and he kissed me before cumming inside me. Namjoon was the last to finish, retrieving his member and massaging himself to completion.

We were all panting, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t bicker again.

“I got ass dibs for next time,” Yoongi said, his voice tired.

“Fine, I’ll be a bottom for a day,” Namjoon grumbled, resigned.

“Stop negotiating like I’m not here,” I said, rolling my eyes. 

But this fight was useless. It honestly didn’t matter the position. I’d always be open to getting wrecked like this again.

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Sleep is for the Weak: Stimulus (1)(Teaser)

I don’t wanna give you the wrong impression

I need love and affection

And I hope I’m not sounding too desperate

I need love and affection

• Pairing: Neighbor!Yoongi x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Strangers to Lovers, Angst, Fluff, Smut

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 1,249

• Summary: Insomnia was a rotten, fucking bitch that deprived you of a normal sleep schedule needed to blend in with the rest of society. Turns out your neighbor shared that same sentiment, leading to an unexpected yet fulfilling bond.

• Warnings/themes: mentions of insomnia, drinking, late-night store runs, poor sleeping habits, doing couple things without being a couple, swearing, Y/N and Yoongi communicate in asshole, bonding, many accidental run-ins 😆, Joon lowkey being a shipper for these two

• Playlist: 🎧

• Song Inspo: Loveeeeeee Song - Rihanna (Spotify | Soundcloud)

• Notes: So, I wasn’t originally planning on doing a teaser, just to release the first chapter fully completed, but I’ve been feeling bad that I haven’t updated anything for this series 😭 I wanted to give you guys something to at least show that I’ve been working on it; in fact, this was one of the first things I wrote in early spring this year! Once I catch up on my other important projects, I plan to double down and get this chapter completed! 🍊☁️💕

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask!

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“Ah, I see. You got my usual tonight?”

“Yeah, but it’s been pretty popular since I packed it out. Should be a couple left though. Help yourself and let me know when you’re ready.”

You gave him a thumbs up before turning around and making a beeline for the fridges in the back. You stopped in front of the beer section, eyes zeroing in on the shelf that housed your favorite Gangseo beer.

But to your dismay, the spot was completely empty.

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—whims & inconsistencies | 7

→ posted: nov 4, 2022 → pairing: kim seokjin x poc!reader → genre/au: victorian era!au, pride&prejudice vibes, fluff, smut, angst → chapter rating: +18 / M for Mature → wordcount: 6,190 words → chapter warnings: the last chapter! angst! smut! fluff! Yes, finally a FULL SMUT scene, cute pet names SMUT WARNINGS: pretty vanilla sex, no condom, romantic love making, mentions of pregnancy → credits: @hobeemin for the most amazing banner idea. @peachiilovesot7 and @moonleeai you both have gone above and beyond and i honestly can’t thank you enough for the work you have put into all of the chapters of this series leading us to this last one. @downbad4yoongi​ your feedback was so helpful, even the smallest nuances you noticed in this final chapter made all of the difference for this most important finale. thank you. ♡ → an: well guys, it’s here. the final chapter of whims is actually here, and i won’t lie, i cried when i finished it last night. I love this story so much, and the characters are so great, and i just love that i was able to provide a character that i think is more realistic and relatable for all of us who enjoy YN stories. if you’re reading this, thank you for joining me on this ride, and please let me know what you think. screaming in my inbox is always welcome. reblogs are also appreciated.

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prod. suga's coven ⇢ myg

⏤ pairing: min yoongi x reader

⏤ genre/au/rating: pg, established relationship, slice of life, tooth-rotting fluff

⏤ summary: a silly little date awakens a new, heartfelt proposition

⏤ warnings: none!

⏤ word count: 0.8k

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: here's an old "hanging out with yoongi in his studio" request that i'm bringing back! hope y'all enjoy! 🤍

𝐓𝐀𝐆����: @armys-dna @monvante @btsstan12 @ot7nem @sunnysidefangirl

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Eyes heedfully tread the sweetly mundane crevices of the room, a jovial reckoning or something of the sort. But your eyelids remained adamant with their heaviness, wanting nothing more than your brain to revel in the placidness of what your boyfriend had brought you in for. 

Your late night phone calls had brought much more charity than just the sweet lays of Yoongi's customary pleasantries. A simply said “let’s do something” and he’d made his way over at a speed too relentless for even an F1 racer to allow. 

You knew it was going to be worth it. It was always a given. But perhaps you hadn’t been aware of those once-in-a-while renewing shock factors. You’d only experienced it through the effortless working of his hands in yours; warmth that coursed it’s way through your veins and into the mushy foundations of your beating heart. 

He chuckles softly, fingers intertwined with yours from behind, his upstanding figure playing along with the turning chair as you’d allowed your helpless form to succumb to the sorcery of the beat. 

The music had then come to a halt, all to make room for your well awaited verdict. “And please don’t just say that “it’s good”” Remissive but sweet, he pleads, spinning the chair to have your immensely impressed expression facing his suspiciously precarious one. 

“Fine,” you begin, smiling brightly. “I love it, then.”

He raises an eyebrow, feigning skepticism in spite of his knowledge of your infatuation. “Do you really?” 

“I love you” You’d cleverly rephrased. His gummy smile was unstoppably stark, the effortless push to your final prognosis. This was the best date ever. 

Hands were expertly firm on the arms of the chair, ardour stoked within the speedy stream of his blood that made its way to the silken apples of his God-given cheeks. 

“But seriously though. I’m thoroughly convinced that you could make a beat out of anything. Which has me thinking. Kinda sad that we don’t have some old glockenspiel, I like the sounds they make.”

He scrunches nose. “You’re broken. But I’d still give it a try for you.”

“Aw, would you really?” You coo, hand resting on your chest.

He releases the arms from the confinement of his hands to take spacey strides across the leisurely surface of the studio. 

“Dig up a monument, rob a museum or an old haunted house. But I guess the best pick is exploring an antique shop and putting up with the owner who, nine times out of ten, is an insufferable old man with a cat that he could somehow communicate with well. Maybe the cat speaks too. Shit, this quest you’re sending me on is quite provoking. Why’d I even complain?”

“Well damn, I knew you were a songwriter but the creative ingenuity is a little too peppy for my liking. Where’s all this coming from?” You release a chuckle as you allow the man to resume the spiel of his uncanny musings. 

“I don’t know. You said glockenspiel and these were the best I could think of.” He shrugs, his smile never leaving. 

Your next move was easily instinctive. A juvenile act of spinning around in the chair had prefaced your next point of conversation. “Then I’d make a song about that. The monument, the haunted house, and the old man with the cat.” 

“Or I could make one about the beautiful girl in the wheelie chair telling me to make songs with a glockenspiel.” 

You chuckle softly, but the silence had politely hinted at the ill-fittedness of doing so. 

The spinning comes to a halt, as do the loitering morsels of your senses, making your heart beat faster than what wouldn’t be heard. It’d appeared as if he wasn’t aware. He’d leisurely continued down the brief trail towards your flabbergasted dial like he hadn’t said a single word. But he soon confirms his riveted expertness, grinning widely. 

Immensely flustered, you reply, “What would you say about her?”

He shifts closer, hands returning to their place on the arms of the chair. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? Absolutely anything at all?” You beam, amused.

“Absolutely everything, actually.” He corrects you. “Doesn’t serve well for an indecisive person like me, having absolutely everything to love about Glockenspiel Girl. There’s choosing, then linking, then rhyming, then… ugh… editing. Then there's tossing the downsides away once her glockenspiel loving soul lays on the center of the tapestry. I’ll do it a million times more, that is… if you let me.”

Concerningly apathetic towards your swelling bottom lip, your teeth steeled the attempt to hold back a wide smile. “Right here? Right now?” You ask. 

Yoongi’s face drops, scolding by the misty looks of it. “We’re on a date.”

You only laugh in response. 

The youthful night ages ploddingly as both of you peeve it with pounding rhythms, shared kisses and run overs of the glockenspiel suggestion. 

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Familiar Hauntings | KNJ

⤷ Summary: You and Namjoon have worked hard to become expert paranormal investigators. You’ve successfully investigated and exorcised a number of demons and ghosts all over the world and your followers believe in you enough to keep you confident and going. That’s why when you get a call about a family with a teenage daughter experiencing traumatizing hauntings, you and your team don’t think twice about going to help.

It isn’t until you get there do you realize that you may be in over your heads when you come face to face with a familiar evil. It’s going to take more effort than you thought you’d need to get rid of this sinister force before it destroys an innocent family, and even you.

⤷ Pairing: Demonologist!Namjoon x Clairvoyant F!reader

⤷ Film/Franchise: The Conjuring

⤷ Genre/AU: Thriller, horror-ish, angst, established relationship au, supernatural au

⤷ Rating: PG15

⤷ Warnings: Demons and ghosts, violence, possessions, profanity, mention of blood, mentions of death (nothing too graphic though!)

⤷ Words: 10k

⤷ Note: Written for the Bangtan Cinema: Horror Night collab!! Thank you a million times to @the-boy-meets-evil​ for betaing this in only a few hours! You’re literally the best ❤️ And thank you to @rkivian​ for this bomb ass banner!! I asked for something spooky with Joon in glasses and Kiri delivered!! 😍

Horror is my favorite movie genre, but I quickly found out how hard it is to write 🥴 It’s a whole different set of skills that I don’t think I have down very well, but it was fun to try - especially to pay homage to my favorite horror series!

I’m trying really hard to finish up my remaining collab fics for the year because I have more writing plans for 2023 so please bear with me y’all!! 🖤

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Breaking Skin (M)(Teaser)

In touch with the ground

I’m on the hunt I’m after you

Smell like I sound, I’m lost in a crowd

And I’m hungry like the wolf 

• Pairing: Werewolf!Namjoon x Ex-Girlfriend!(F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Supernatural, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Exes to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 1,623

• Summary: Continuing to live with your ex wasn’t one of your best ideas, admittedly. How were you supposed to go about your daily business when the prick kept bringing home random women to bang on the couch? But that becomes the least of your problems when Namjoon begins acting strange out of nowhere, specifically during full moons…

• Warnings/themes: exes living together, Joon is a heartbroken jerk (in the beginning), Y/N lowkey wishes for the good ol’ days, arguing, pining, reconciliation, mentions of blood, guns, mentions of injuries (bites, scratches, gunshot wound), odd behavior from Joon, JOONIE GROWLS 😵‍💫💦, making out, grinding, ripping panties, biting, marking, scratching, nipple play, riding, possession kink, unprotected sex (wrap your wolfy willy pls)

• Notes: Done turned my husband into a werewolf because it just fit him so well may have also been because I’m a slut for growls ehehehe 🤫 This isn’t as angsty as BFs 4Ever, but there’s still some moments where it’s going to be tugging at your heartstrings. I was going to make Joon a little meaner, but I couldn’t bear to do it (he’s already a menace in Tip Drill anyways lol). I hope you guys will enjoy this one, it’s my first time doing exes to lovers so I hope it works! 🐺💕

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask!    

• Playlist: 🎧

• Song Inspo: Hungry Like the Wolf (Epic Trailer Version) - Hidden Citizens (Spotify | Soundcloud)

Two hours and forty-seven minutes.

Six missed phone calls.

Namjoon was the punctual type and never let his phone go past the first two rings before answering.

But tonight was an exception. An exception that was making your stomach turn with each second that went by.

Where the hell was he?

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he is breathtaking

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black magic man

🪄 genre: smut, pwp, supernatural, magic au

🪄 pairing: warlock!park jimin x poc!(f) reader

🪄 summary: it was his eyes that lured you in at first. who was he? why did he have this affect on her? a simple smile was all it took to be spellbound by this mystery man of her dreams.

🪄 rating: 18+

🪄 warning(s): swearing, exhibitionism, use of magic, spellcasting, illusions, kissing, making out, oral (f receiving), fingering, breast play, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, creampie, unprotected sex

🪄 word count: 1.6k

🪄 credits: 💜💜

banner resources found here: 1, 2, 3, 4

🪄 a/n: a huge thank you to @missgeniality​ for beta reading this for me. i really appreciate it 💜💙

❖   BBCS Sip, Vibe, & Create Event: Double Double, Toil In Trouble hosted by @btsblackcreatorsociety​

⤞ Category: warlocks

⤞ Theme(s): harvest moon | spells

⤞ Kinks: exhibitionism 

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BFs 4Ever (M)(Teaser)

“How did we get here When I used to know you so well? How did we get here? Well, I think I know”

• Pairing: Imaginary Friend!Yoongi x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Supernatural, Angst, Smut, Fluff, Ex-Best Friends to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 1,050

• Summary: You didn’t need friends; all they did was disappoint or leave you. This rule was your mantra for years, despite the twinges of loneliness that often crept up. Finding one of your childhood treasures brings back someone who’s determined to rip that standard of yours to shreds.

• Warnings/themes: Y/N and Yoongi being adorable bbies, loneliness, hooking up, mentions of abandonment, teasing, arguing, crying, usage of sl*t/wh*re, dry humping, spanking, Yoongi and his shenanigans, oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex (imaginary friend jizz lol), exhibitionism, blond Yoongi? 😗, ginger Yoongi! 😲, black-haired Yoongi?! 😵, love confessions, make up sex, mentions of marriage, a couple of flashbacks, reconciliation

• Notes: It’s Yoongs time! This fic was planned to start off as something silly, but evolved over time into a fluffy and angsty mass 🥲 This will definitely be one of the softer pieces for the collection, a bit of a palate cleanser for some of the other ones that will be released hehe 🤭

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask!

• Playlist:🎧

• Song Inspo: Decode - Paramore (Spotify | Soundcloud)

“When are you going?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Where are you going?”

You dug the tip of your sneaker into the dirt. “Somewhere really far. Daddy said it’s a nice place.”

All you heard was a soft grumble.

“But it’s really far…”

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marmalade boy ⇢ teaser!

paring: nude art model!jimin x reader

genre/au/rating: 18+, tooth rotting fluff, idiots to lovers, strangers to lovers, smut

summary: regardless of the amount of meet ups - dates, dessert tasting, anything reliant on how much your best friend needs you for her wedding - your task of hooking up with the best man shouldn't be as formidable as you're making it to be since... well... you've already seen him naked.

warnings: none for now!

teaser wc: 248

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: look who finally decided to show up lmao. didn't i tell y'all that she was gon' be here soon??? :)) but anyway, through thorough consideration (and some brainstorming with the amazing @raplinesmoon) i decided to rewrite the whole thing since i didn't really like the way it turned out lol. hopefully i'll have this posted as soon as exams are done. but all in all, i'm excited to let this baby loose!! ♥︎

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: @jnghs @rkvi @rosedtae @justanotherstarlightmonger @ligayayvonne @sugalaritae @monvante @btsstan12 @sunnysidefangirl @namjooningelsewhere @ot7nem @chimknj @generousrunawaylove @bangtanintotheroom @taecal @seokjennieee @bora-kat @rosedtae @sweetieguk @chimmychanga47 (send an ask or reply to this post if you wanna be tagged!)

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“I’m just saying. There is a reason you invited me to have drinks, isn’t there?”  

His correctness plays no role in your willingness to let it all out. So he shouldn’t bother, you tell yourself, even if comfort would only be found in the futility of his prodding had he actually been in on some kind of tactic—which he isn’t. Poor thing. 

Part of you is willing to risk it, anyway. The very confused and fairly instinctive “what the fuck” that the rest of this peaceful bar has no choice but hearing. Yes, you’re willing to risk it by telling him that he’s just trying to milk some dark secret out of you when your “accidental” bumping into him was for a reason. 

And there still is a reason. A reason you thought you’d disclose smoothly. You’re not really sure how that’s going. 

“I mean… it’d be weird if there wasn’t, wouldn’t it?” He continues, and now you’re stuck differentiating between reassurance and some playguy persistence with a confidence that had managed to get past the innocence of his cute, little white sweater paws. 

Maybe it’s Kiri’s skilful dismissal of bitterness that’s making you feel weak, and therefore…even more bitter. “Just ask him out,” she said. “It’ll be fine,” she said. And no amount of “I hate you”s will do anything to make her feel guilty about her false ass prophecies. 

You want to go home now. But you can’t. You shouldn’t. You won’t.

Not yet. 

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fresh out of hell || jjk (teaser)

↠ title: Fresh Out Of Hell ↠ pairing: monster/inmate!jungkook x warden!reader ↠ genre: angst | dark fantasy | death race au | dystopian au | horror | supernatural | smut ↠ summary: The Terminal Island Penitentiary houses the world’s most dangerous convicted inmates—some human, others not so human. Regardless of their DNA, the warden does not lay her head down at night until she is confident every one of them has used their “skills” to earn her some more money in her pocket.

With bored viewers on her ass about releasing new material, she feels the best way to satisfy their thirst for bloodshed is something old. The oldest prisoner she owns. ↠ rating: R and only intended for mature audiences ↠ teaser word count: 0.2k ↠ teaser warnings: language | uhh this takes place in a prison | an unedited mess by yours truly, please forgive me lol | tentacles(well, one tentacle) | i think that’s it

author’s note: So, I totally forgot about posting this and this is last minute. The release date is expected to be around Oct. 28th-Oct. 31st, any of those days could be the day. Special thanks to @jamaisjoons for making this beautiful banner and hosting this awesome collab.

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Happy Birthday to our calico cat Park Jimin 

😺 💜✨ 🐱

13.10.1995

“It’s alright if you started from right now. It’s alright if you’re in a good mood. It’s alright if you do everything you want to do. It’s alright if you miss Bangtan. Just be happy.”

Park Jimin

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