#jungkook x trans male reader

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hot with you | jjk (m)

title: hot with you

pairing: jungkook x trans male!reader

series: cool with you

genre: m , smut , established relationship

summary: months after your top surgery you finally feel more at peace. but now that that issue is out of the way you realize there's one more thing, you would like to have a dick too.

warnings: +18, mentions of a top surgery, use of a strap-on, subby and whiny!jungkook, praise, finger sucking, frotting, handjob, oral (reader receiving) in the forms of face sitting and a blowjob (jungkook sucks the strap 😝), jungkook is naaaaasty, cumplay, facial... technically?, reader's genitalia referred to as p*ssy (like one time), coming untouched, overuse of the petname love because yeah, they are so in love it's disgusting, super self-indulgent i'm sorry.

wordcount: 4.5k

note: hi... this is nasty... i was h*rny and i needed to write it... now i'll go hide. hope u enjoy though !!!

note 2: this is written as a nb person with gender dysphoria !!! i am also aware not everyone's dysphoria works the same way !!! you are valid even if you don't relate to reader's feelings here !!! stay safe and ily !

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you stare into the full length mirror. your reflection stares back at you.

you can’t really decide if you like what you see or if you don’t. the sight is something you’ve never seen before. you look different. good. you look good. in fact, you look exactly how you’ve been wanting to look for a long long time. but it’s different.

the scars on your chest fully healed a couple of months ago and you have been feeling better than ever since then. those scars are not the reason why you keep staring into your reflection in the mirror.

“everything alright, love?” jungkook calls out for you from outside. he has been waiting for you in your room for a while.

“yeah!” you quickly reassure him. “i’ll be there in a minute.”

the reason why you’ve kept jungkook waiting for a while is the harness wrapped around your hips and thighs to hold the way too realistic dildo on top of your crotch.

technically, this wasn’t entirely your idea. it was jungkook’s.

the first time it was brought up was a few months into the relationship. he had casually asked you if you had ever used a strap on with any of your past hook ups, you had been a little shocked by the question but said no, it hadn’t really crossed your mind before. jungkook just hummed, shrugged and kept mixing ingredients for the sauce he was preparing for dinner. the topic never came up again but you thought about it for a couple of weeks until it naturally escaped your mind. you liked your sexual dynamic with jungkook and since jungkook liked topping you didn’t really know what a fake dick on your body would do for the both of you.

now you can kind of understand what it can do for you. you don’t have breasts anymore and now you have a dick that stands proud on your crotch. maybe the sight has been throwing you off because you just like it too much.

because yes, the thought of using one had left your mind back then, maybe because most of your gender dysphoria came from your breasts, but since you didn’t have them anymore you often caught yourself wondering what it would feel like to have a dick.

you blurted it out one random evening.

because jungkook has a nice dick. it’s not insanely big to the point where it's painful to take him, but it is big enough that it’s heavy on your hand when you hold it. it also has the perfect girth for you to wrap your hand around it. it’s also so pink, the color a little bit more intense on the tip, even more when you’ve been teasing him for a little. you like playing with him until he’s so hard that it looks like it hurts. he likes it too.

“i would like to have one too.” you whispered, more to yourself than to him. your hand squeezed a little around the base.

“yeah?” jungkook breathed out. you knew he was looking at you, but you kept looking down at his cock in your hand. “you would look fucking hot.”

you perked up at that and the conversation somehow ended up with jungkook coming in your hand and telling you he was gonna take care of everything.

and now you’re here. and jungkook must be getting impatient in your bedroom. but you can’t stop staring.

“hey,” jungkook speaks again. he sounds closer now, he must’ve walked to the closed bathroom door. “we don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”

“no, no, i just–” you try to find the words. “i want to do this, it’s just… new. it’s intense.”

“hm, i know.”

“just– go back to the bed, i’ll go there now.” you tell him and you hear him hum in response before you catch the slight creak noise of the bed. “i don’t know why i feel so shy.”

“you don’t have to be shy, love, it’s just me.” jungkook replies. “i’ve seen you naked a million times.”

“yeah, but this is different,” you pout and look down at the dick– at your dick. “i feel more naked than ever.”

“do you want me to get naked too?” jungkook asks you and you can’t help but smile because he always tries to make you feel comfortable.

“no, you don’t have to.” you say and finally open the door and walk out.

your boyfriend is sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back on his elbows. his legs are spread and he doesn’t look not one bit ashamed of the tent on his sweatpants. he is so fucking hot.

“holy fuck, love.” he sighs a couple of seconds after checking you out.

“i feel like a piece of meat.” you half complain, half joke and cover your now flushed face with both of your hands.

“hey, don’t hide from me, you look beautiful.” jungkook says, sounding a little more serious now. so you let your hands fall from your face and find he has sat up straight on the bed.

“do you think so?” you ask shyly.

“you know you do, don’t act all humble now.” you snort when he winks at you.

“i feel… weird.”

“weird?” jungkook asks and stretches an arm to offer you his hand. you walk closer to him and blush when you see your dick bouncing a little with each step. jungkook is looking at your face though, a worried expression on his.

“not weird, i just don’t know what to think, i– i don’t–” you try to explain but your head starts to get dizzy when you stand in front of jungkook, right between his spread legs, and your dick is so close to his face.

“can i tell you what i think?” jungkook tells you, his eyes going from yours to your lips, then down to your neck, then your chest to your stomach until it they fall on your dick.

“yeah…” you breath out. your arms hang awkwardly on your sides, you don’t know what to do with your hands.

“i think you are so fucking hot,” jungkook licks his lips as he takes in every detail of your dick. it was his idea to get a realistic one. “you are always hot, but this… fuck, love.” he lets out a breathy chuckle and looks back up at your face.

“you like it that much?” you ask him and he nods. his eyes get so big whenever he looks up at you. he looks adorable, but your cock is so close to his lips, his pouty lips. the image is intoxicating.

one of your hands goes down to hold his jaw, you keep him right there looking up at you and drag your thumb across his lower lip. your other hand goes to your mouth and you do exactly what you’re doing with his lips, you drag your thumb across your lower lip and open your mouth when he opens his. jungkook sucks your thumb into his mouth and you do the same before sliding that hand away from your mouth and down your chest, down your stomach. jungkook follows it with his eyes as his tongue plays with your thumb.

a moan vibrates around your thumb when you wrap your hand around the base of your cock. you don’t even realize you moan at the feeling on your hand until jungkook looks up at you with big eyes.

“love,” he mumbles around your thumb, you slide it out of his mouth and spread his spit over his lips. “can i– can i suck you off?”

if the cock you’re holding was actually attached to your body it would’ve twitched and leaked on your hand.

“yeah,” you nod. “please.”

jungkook’s hands go to rest on the sides of your bare thighs and pulls you just a little bit closer, almost making you trip and fall against him, but jungkook is strong enough to hold you up. he leans closer to you and your hand unconsciously goes to the top of his head, threading your fingers across the soft locks gently. jungkook hums, he likes having his hair played with. then he gives the head of your cock a little lick and you swear you can feel it.

you can’t physically feel it, but something in the back of your brain tells you he’s actually touched you with his tongue. you don’t tear your eyes apart from his mouth on your cock when he starts kissing the tip. he kisses it like he’s making out with it and your hand tugs at his hair unvoluntarily. he moans against your cock at the feeling.

“baby...” you whine when he wraps his lips around your cock and starts to take it inside his mouth. “fuck.”

jungkook hums around it as if it tastes amazing and just takes more of it in. you almost choke on a moan when he starts slowly bobbing his head up and down on it. his eyes stay closed until he suddenly opens them and looks up at you.

“baby.”

you moan again and slide your hand to the back of his head to pull him closer. he ends up gagging and you panic, motioning for him to pull away, but he only sinks down on your cock again to take more.

“just like that, baby…” your legs wobble a little when jungkook slides his hands up to your butt and squeezes your cheeks while he keeps bobbing his head up and down. “so good, you’re doing so fucking good.” you praise as you push his hair back and away from his eyes so he can look at you again.

and fuck, you’re throbbing under your fake cock.

“this feels so good, fuck…” you whine and jungkook finally pulls away from your cock. a string of spit connects the tip with his lips. you’re about to go crazy.

“you taste so good.” he smirks at you as one of his hands starts stroking you, the slide easier thanks to his saliva. he’s made a mess on your cock.

“fuck, jungkook…” you throw your head back for a moment because even if you know he’s just tasting the material of the fake cock that’s the hottest thing you’ve heard. “this is so hot.” you mumble and look back down to him. he’s already too focused on your cock again.

“you’re so big, love,” he says and licks his lips once again. “my boyfriend has such a big cock.”

“kook baby…” you whine as he starts stroking your cock faster.

“want you to cum in my mouth,” jungkook mumbles and your hand unconsciously tugs at his hair again when he opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out like he’s waiting for you to give him your cum. “hm… would you like that?” he chuckles breathlessly.

“jungkook– i– fuck,” you moan when he starts swirling his tongue around your tip. “this feels so– so good… i swear i can feel it.”

“you can?” he perks up. his eyes get a bit bigger.

“i don’t know how to explain it… it’s like– when i look at it my brain makes me believe i can feel it,” you explain completely out of breath because jungkook keeps licking at the length of your cock. “you’re doing so good.”

jungkook just smiles up at you and kisses the tip of your cock cutely.

“wanna make you feel good too.” you say and he hums.

“yeah?”

“yeah, please lay down.”

jungkook does as he’s told, laying down comfortably on the bed before you straddle his hips.

“this is so hot.” jungkook places his hands on the sides of your thighs.

“wanna try something.” you move back a little and hover over his body to be able to tug at the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling them down. your mouth waters when you see his cock spring free, proudly hard and resting on his stomach.

“what do you want to try–? ah…” he gasps when you take his cock in your hand.

“i love your cock.” you mumble, spreading the precum on his tip all over his length.

“hm... love yours too.” jungkook slightly bucks his hips up to fuck into your hand. he’s so hard and heavy on your hand, you would love to feel the weight on your tongue but you want to try something else first.

you sit comfortably on top of his thighs and align your cock with his, pressing them together and trying your best to wrap your hand around both of them. your hands are too small for the two of you though, so you wrap both of your hands around your cocks and stroke them slowly.

“holy shit,” jungkook moans as he looks down at what you’re doing. “that feels so fucking good, love.”

you can feel him throbbing under your palms and his tip keeps leaking precum so you spread it over both of your cocks to make the slide easier.

“feels good?” you hum, taking a look at his face. he looks fucked out already. his pretty face is flushed and sweaty, his bangs sticking to his forehead. you love seeing him like this.

jungkook can be dominant when he wants to be, but you know him well enough to know that he does better being the one who’s taken care of. and you love taking care of him, you love making him feel good and seeing him fall apart like this.

“don’t stop, please.” he begs, and by the trembling of his thighs under your butt you know he’s trying his best not to fuck into your hands.

you look back down at your cocks and you throb under the harness. “our cocks look good together.”

“if you keep talking like that i’m gonna cum.” jungkook warns you with a breathy chuckle and you smile at him.

“gonna cum on my cock, baby?”

“fuck, y/n…” he lets his head fall back on the pillow for a second before looking back down, like he doesn’t want to miss anything. “let me do it.”

you hum and let go of your cocks to let him wrap his hand around them. he can do it with just one hand, it’s still a tight fit when he tries to close his hand around both of them but you know he likes it tight. he starts jerking you both off just a little bit faster than you were doing but still not fast enough to make him cum.

“baby, you’re drooling.” you manage to let out a fond chuckle when you see the spit on the corners of his parted lips and lean closer to wipe it away with your thumb.

the movement of you leaning closer to him pushes your cock forward and a loud moan escapes jungkook’s mouth. “yes! do that again!” he begs and you look down in confusion. “fuck my hand.”

you obey right away, moving your hips forward slowly and watching your cock sliding against his and into his hand. the friction must feel good for jungkook if the uh uh uh’s mean something so you keep fucking your cock into his hand until he’s whimpering.

“love, i’m gonna– ngghh… i’m gonna cum.” he mumbles so you push his hand away from your cocks and just wrap yours around his, jerking him off fast and tight. you want him to cum. the sight of jungkook reaching to wrap his hand around your cock and jerking you off at the same pace makes you moan with him.

“yes baby,” you hum as you start to fuck into his closed fist. jungkook lets out another loud moan when he sees you. “be a good boy and cum for me.”

when jungkook cums he moans louder than you’ve ever heard him moan. you panic just for a second that you will get a noise complaint tomorrow but your worries slowly fade away in the back of your mind as you watch jungkook spilling ropes of cum all over his stomach and chest.

“fuck…” jungkook sighs once he’s stopped coming. you can tell he’s spent by the amount of cum on his torso. “that was so good.”

“yeah, i can see,” you cup his face with one hand and lean down to give him a kiss that he lazily returns. “look at what you did,” you hum and look down at the mess on his torso, he looks down too. “messy boy.” you chuckle, leaving a kiss on his cheek before sliding your hand down to his chest. you get a bit of his cum on your fingers and bring it to your mouth.

“love,” he looks at you with hooded eyes as you moan around your fingers. “you’re gonna get me hard again.”

you sit up straight again and press your cock to his softening one laying on his stomach. “would that be so bad?” you hum and get some more of his cum there to spread it over your own. his cock visibly twitches but you ignore it, you just pick up more of his cum and coat your cock with it, looking at it in awe.

“shit…” jungkook curses under his breath.

“i like this,” you mumble. “i wish i could cum like you. i would feed it all to you,” you say as you pick up the last drops of his cum to pour it on your cock before you start stroking it. you can hear jungkook moan at the sight but you keep looking down at your cock, too hypnotized with how it looks. “you would take it, right?”

“yes.” jungkook breathes out instantly.

“of course you would,” you smile to yourself as you watch your fist swallow your slick cock. “my good boy would take it all in.”

“all of it,” jungkook says and gets a hold of your hips again. “fuck into your fist, love.” he says as he moves your hips forward.

you bite your lip in concentration as you stop moving your fist and start to move your hips instead, watching your cock fuck into your fist. jungkook’s cum is getting a little dry around your cock so you spit on it to make the slide easier, not missing jungkook’s groan.

“is this how you would like me to fuck your mouth?” you ask jungkook and finally look up at his face. he looks even more fucked out than before. “you want me to fuck your mouth until i’m coming down your throat, baby?” you keep fucking into your fist, slow but steady.

“yes!” jungkook nods anxiously, his messy long hair beautifully splayed on the pillow around him like a halo. he’s so pretty.

“hm?” you run your tongue across your lower lip as you lean down to hover over him again, one hand next to jungkook’s head supporting your body. “i think i would like to cum on your face though.” you tilt your head as you look down at him, taking in every single detail of his face, wondering how he would look with your cum all over it.

“please…”

"you want it?” you hum as you stroke your cock faster.

“yes! yes, please, i want your cum.” jungkook whines and only then you notice the slight creaking sound of the bed and the sight of his bicep flexing. you are pleasantly surprised when you look down and find him stroking his hard cock. he got hard again just watching you.

“are you insatiable or what?” you tease him, a little bit condescending.

“you’re so hot,” he mumbles. “wanna make you cum.”

“yeah?”

“mhm… all over my face.” jungkook hums. you can see a drop of sweat down his temple.

“baby,” you sit up again because your arm is about to give out. “i’m so wet, fuck… you don’t– you don’t understand, i need to cum.” you look down at your cock and whine desperately because no matter how hard or fast you stroke yourself you can’t cum.

“come sit on my face.” jungkook taps the side of your thigh.

you don’t even think twice before starting to clumsily take the harness off your body. you don’t even have time to be embarrassed about the mess you made right on the harness before tossing it away, throwing it somewhere across the room.

“come here,” jungkook tugs at your hips to make you move forward. “please, want to make you cum.”

you crawl on top of him until you’re on your knees on top of his face and he doesn’t really give you any time to prepare before he’s using all his strength to pull you down on his face with both hands.

“fuck!” you scream when he starts eating you out like a starved man. “jungkook… fuck…” your thighs tremble with your weight and you bring one hand to jungkook’s hair, tugging at it a little.

“so wet for me,” jungkook mumbles when he pulls away for a moment. “you’re fucking dripping on my face.” he chuckles and dives in again, lapping at your entrance as he rubs his nose against your clit.

“oh my– ah, fuck…”

jungkook smacks one of your asscheeks with his hand, pulling another loud moan out of your mouth. you start grinding against his face, throwing your head back while jungkook hums like you taste deliciously. his hands on your ass push you to grind harder against his face and it feels so good you have to support yourself with both hands on the headboard of the bed not to collapse.

“baby… jungkook, baby… i’m so close…” you whimper and look down to find jungkook already looking up at you with half-lidded eyes. “you’re doing so good, gonna make me cum,” you bring one of your hands back down to his hair, pushing a couple of strands away from his eyes. “want that? want me to cum on your face?”

jungkook’s eyes roll back and you can both hear and feel a muffled response against your entrance. he nods, the movement makes the tip of his nose rub against your clit again.

“gonna cum… gonna make a mess on your face.” you tug at his hair and the moan he lets out gives you the vibration you needed to finally come undone.

your whole body twitches with your orgasm and you hold on tight to the headboard not to fall down, even if jungkook’s hold on you is enough to keep you up. you ride your orgasm grinding against his mouth but jungkook just dives in further, using all of his strength to make you grind all over his face.

“jungkook!” you whine and twitch in oversensitivity as he nuzzles against your pussy like he’s desperate for it.

the sight is so nasty. jungkook’s face is a glistening mess with your orgasm all over it but he looks drunk on it. he only stops nuzzling against you when you tug at his hair a little too hard and beg him to stop because you’re too sensitive. he pulls away with a choked moan and a shiver.

your eyes widen in realization. as you take a look back over your shoulder you see the mess he’s made on his stomach. again. he came completely untouched.

“jungkook?” you get up on your knees, supporting your body with your hands on the headboard to look down at him.

“sorry… fuck… i don’t know what came over me.” jungkook mumbles as he tries to catch his breath. his face is all wet and he looks like he’s having the time of his life. he honestly looks drunk.

“you are so nasty,” you manage to chuckle and he only smirks, his eyes still closed as he pants. “we should go take a shower.”

you step back on your knees until you’re straddling his lap to lean down and kiss him. you taste yourself on his lips, jungkook just lets himself be kissed and you pull away with a giggle.

“you’re really exhausted, huh?” you tease.

“i am,” jungkook pouts cutely like his face is not covered in your arousal. “i don’t want to get up.”

“i’ll help you.” you finally get up from the bed and offer him a hand that he lazily accepts. you pull from him and easily get him to get up. the last few months working out with him are paying off.

“hey," he says once you two enter the shower. "did you like it?"

"yeah," you smile and nod, he smiles too. "i liked it a lot, thank you for doing this with me."

"thank you for trusting me." jungkook responds and you kiss him.

you wash each other's hair and share a ridiculous amount of kisses before walking out of the shower. you then grab some comfortable clothes and go make something for dinner. jungkook doesn’t leave your side, backhugging you while you walk around the kitchen and saying “i’m here to give you kisses” when you call him out for not helping you with dinner. you laugh and reach behind with your hand to slap his ass playfully.

“i want you to fuck me next time.”

you choke on a piece of meat when you hear jungkook blurt those words out like nothing during dinner.

“what?" you cough and reach for your glass of water to drink a little and ease your throat from the coughing. he looks at you with an amused smile.

because you’ve talked about this before. a couple of months after you started seeing each other he told you he had bottomed before and that it wasn’t really his thing. he liked topping, period. and you liked him topping. so the thought of him bottoming had never really crossed your mind.

until now.

you think back to how nice he looked panting under you when you stroked your cocks together, how much he looks to be taken care of. it wouldn’t be so bad to top him.

“i don’t know… we could try it out, if you want to.” jungkook shrugs and keeps eating.

“but i thought bottoming wasn’t your thing.” you say quietly.

“to be honest, i didn’t have good partners when i did it.”

something in your stomach twists. “oh, jungkook–”

“no, don’t worry, it’s not like that,” jungkook quickly cuts you off. “i just… i guess they didn’t know how to make me feel good, but you always make me feel good.” he gives you a blinding smile that you can’t help but return.

“i’ll make you feel good.” you nod and he giggles before diving back into the food.

you finish dinner and decide to have a couple of wine glasses since neither of you work tomorrow. you then throw a giggly and tipsy jungkook over your shoulder and carry him to bed. he mumbles something about you being so hot and then falls asleep curled up against your side.

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a/n: i hope you enjoyed this :) i will try to continue this story because i hold it really close to my heart and i love them both a lot <3 thank u for reading

[tipsydipsydo]

jimin and jungkookie~ truth: when i’m not around, do you help each other out to the thought of me? dare: can i ride your thighs? 🥺💚

Gender of the Reader: trans* male

Trigger Warning: could cause dysphoria! (sexual content; minor descriptions of trans male genitalia; explicit body reactions etc.)

➙ if you're uncomfortable with it, please move on! ♡

*both mens gulp visibly and looking at you in a kinda sheepish way, they can't deny that they can't let the fingers from each other... well, especially when you're not around! So when the moment came that their precious boy is busy or they are busy themself, they need to help each other out. Not to mention all those times when they're on world Tour!*

"Well... how are we supposed to answer this question... but yes. When we both are together and you are not around... I can't deny it that we get kinda touchy or grabby and maybe have a heavy make out session... h-honestly I love to exchange messy but passionate kisses with Jungkook while I grind down on him, teasing him until he's begging me to let him fuck me. God, f-fuck... I shouldn't think about it, I'd get all hard again!" (Jimin)

"Oh my God, Baby Boy... you can't imagine how noisy Hyung is when I fuck him hard... It's really hot and sexy but should I tell you what's even hotter to fill your Daddy up with a big cock? To muffle his loud mouth either with two fingers he's supposed to suck on or to stuff a ballgag between his plush lips~ Hm, pretty Boy? Wanna see how gorgeous your Daddy is all fucked out? What do you think, Jiminie... we should give our prince a nice show soon, hm?" (Jungkook)

*A longing sigh and a deep growl falls from Jimin's and Jungkook's lips. Both Boys exchange a long and thoughtful look, it seems like they're thinking about how you'll be able to get pleasure from each pair of thighs. After a moment your mens are wearing a smug, almost devilish smile on their faces.*

"Hmm, we got an Idea, Darling. You can decide between edging and overstimulation. Either you'll ride one of our thighs until you are just about to reach your high, then we will push you away and you have to calm down a bit before you're jumping in the other thigh. Or you'll always reach your orgasm but you have to ride our thighs as long we desire. We won't care about your desperate whines to let you cum or to stop." (Jungkook)

"We want your cute bundle of nerves all red and swollen, so I can place my Lips all nicely around your engorged pearl while Jungkook plunges his tattooed fingers deep into you. Curling them up to reach your sweet spot. We want our sweet Baby Boy gushing his cum all over us, wanna make him scream while all boys are watching us~ Oh Baby, do you like that? I know how you always press your thighs together when you're aroused..." (Jimin)

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Hewwo may i pls request bts with a femboy (and idol) boyfriend? If you dont know what a femboy is, its a man who looks feminine and usually wears feminine clothing/crossdresses. I get a lot of hate for liking the fashion i wear so seeing you write this would make my week! Thank you so much! No pressure though, its okay if this makes you uncomfortable :^)

I'm sorry others don't like what you dress like; if girls can wear guys’ clothes, why cany guys wear girl clothes? It really annoys the hell out of me that for male people, wearing feminine clothes makes them targets for hate or fetishizing. How about we all just not give a shit about what people are wearing and give a shit about peoples personalities? I'll find out if I hate someone by their personality. Not by what they wear. 

I'll get off my soapbox now.

But anyways, I plan to do quite a bit of writing tonight. I still need to do some school work though. But I'm watching Saw, one of my favorite movie series. I hope you like it anyways anon : )

Seokjin

He would be a little surprised when (y/n) came out of their shared bedroom in fishnet stockings. Seokjin would think he looked good and felt confident in looking like the most attractive couple. Seokjin’s group had dressed in feminine clothing before and saw that his boyfriend just liked them more or just as equal to men's clothing. Unfortainitly, the rest of the world did not. (Y/n) was often made fun of his clothing. Whenever this did happen, Seokjin would just get up and leave. Not wanting to hear how the other person thought of his beloved boyfriend.

Namjoon

Namjoon arrived at the restaurant, His boyfriend had asked him to meet him there. He ordered a glass of water to sip on until (y/n) arrived. The place seemed a little cramped but that left his mind when a person started talking on the speakers, Namjoon hadn't noticed them until now. “Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone else, welcome to tonight's drag show.” Namjoon had hear of the term ‘drag show’. He personaly loved them, as it took talent and commitment to do everything. His boyfriend still had not arrived but he was catching on to what was going on. After the first few queens performed, Namjoon saw a very familiar face. It was (y/n) in a dress, high heels, and makeup. Namjoon saw how happy doing shows made him, and he was nothing but supportive. He was the loudest when supporting you in the crowd and didn't give a damn about what anybody else thought.

Yoongi

Yoongi had always thought “Who cares if we’re both happy”. That didn't change with (y/n), he didn't care if (y/n) wore makeup or wore women's clothing. He would love his boyfriend, no matter what he wore or what was in his pants. When he saw the happy look on his boyfriends face from wearing what he wanted to wear, he would be just as happy. Whenever or if ever, somebody told (y/n) to wear something for “men”. God would wish mercy on that person because nobody messes with Yoongi’s boyfriend.

Hoseok

Hoseok would be a supportive boyfriend no matter what; when he heard that people were bullying you. He would talk on V live to his fans and his boyfriends' fans. “Can't you see that we are happy together and (y/n) is happy wearing what he is wearing? I fell in love with him because of his personality, not for what he wears.” Hoseok would wear some of his boyfriends' stuff too. Like some large sleep clothes, he would comment about how soft and how he can see why (y/n) likes them. Fans would start to notice what items of clothing you would share now too.

Jimin

Jimin would be giggly seeing how well his boyfriend looked. Jimin would think (y/n) was attractive no matter what he wore. (Y/n) had always wanted to see Jimin in women's shorts or even a skirt. Jimin had no complaints and actually liked it. Jimin was feeling much more secure in himself and his body and the shorts made him feel confident. The worse would come when people made fun of you guys. (y/n) and Jimin would be laying in bed trying to make the other feel better, maybe just cuddling and supporting each other.

Im watching saw 2 and the needle part just came up. excuse me while I invert into myself 

Taehyung

Taehyung would love it so much, he got to style and see how both styles looked and felt. When (y/n) was having a bad week, they would go shopping together and look at all sections of the store. It was like a whole new world was shown to him when (y/n) would talk to him about it. He would absolutely hate it when people would criticize (y/n) for what he wore. Taehyung would wear a dress and makeup, even more than what his boyfriend was wearing, to get more attention on him and not his boyfriend.

Jungkook

Curious bunny is curious. It was like a hidden gem. Jungkook had tried his hand at doing his own makeup but wanted to do more. So when (y/n) told him, Jungkook wanted to learn to do it with him. He liked that even though you were an idol, that didn't stop you from wearing what you wanted to wear. He didn't want to wear some of the things himself, but would support you in wearing it. Jungkook still wanted to learn how to do some of the makeup techniques on himself.

[bangtan-bazzinga]

BTS React To Their S/O Being The Child Of Tony Stark

For @fandom-trapped-03

Sorry this has been a long time coming, love.

Namjoon

"Woah! Really? Holy- That guy is a genius! It explains where you got your intelligence from. Your sarcasm too."

"Hello, Mr Stark, sir. It's wonderful to finally meet you."

"I love my partner very much. It's clear that you are a wonderful father."

Seokjin

"Oh damn, really? He's really smart right? Now I know where you get it from."

"Hello Mr Stark, nice to meet you. I know, you must be starstruck by me, but I have to say, the pleasure is mine."

"I can see where my baby got the good looks from."

Yoongi

"Yeah, baby, I know. Not many have the surname "Stark"."

"It's an honour to meet you, Mr Stark."

"Yes, I love my partner very much. Your child is in safe hands, sir, don't you worry."

Hoseok

"THE Tony Stark? Woah~ That's so cool!" (he does that little head turn that he does when he's impressed)

"What an pleasure to finally meet the man behind the love of my life. It's an honour to meet you sir."

"I do apologise from taking your child away from you, but I'm a man in love, Mr Stark."

Jimin

"Tony Stark? Ah, that explains where you got your looks and smarts from."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Tony."

"My baby talks about you a lot and I can see why."

Taehyung

"Wow~! That man is such an inspiration."

"Hello, sir, it's wonderful to meet you."

"I can assure you, Mr Stark, I would do anything for my partner, fear not."

Jeongguk

"Oh my- Tony Stark? Wow~! I can't believe that."

"It's amazing to finally meet you, Mr Stark."

"I'm sure you and I are going to get along. I may have something to ask your permission for."

[spacedadsammy]

Please Stay With Me (Masterlist)

Please Stay With Me is a fic i post daily updates on everyday. It is BTS Min Yoongi x Carter, a ftm trans boy. I hope you enjoy

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Things to know about Carter

[male-reader-haven]

*:･ﾟ✧Masterlist✧･ﾟ:*

Quick links and guide to my blog! Please read the "Read Me" link before following or suggesting anything, as it contains some info about what I will and will not write and some facts about me! <3

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Key:

🌸=Wholesome/Fluff

 🥀=Angst/Dark

🌶=Smut/NSFW

❤️‍🔥=Suggestive/Slight NSFW

⚧=Gender neutral reader

🏳️‍🌈=Male reader

🏳️‍⚧️=Transmasc reader (specifically ftm. All my male reader fics already include trans men)

💭=Imagine/Scenario

Series

"That Horrible, Wonderful Feeling" (Namjoon x Male Y/N)

Chapter 1: Ideal Woman 🥀🏳️‍🌈❤️‍🔥

Chapter 2: New is Scary 🌸🏳️‍🌈❤️‍🔥

"Heat, Rubber and Hope" (J-hope x Male Y/N)

Chapter 1: Winners and Losers ❤️‍🔥🏳️‍🌈

BTS Oneshots

OT7:

Sick in Bed (Hyung Line) 🌸💭⚧

Sick in Bed (Maknae Line) 🌸💭⚧

Clothing has No Gender 🌸💭🏳️‍⚧️

RM:

Halloween Treat 🌶🏳️‍🌈

Stuck In🌶🏳️‍🌈🌸

Jin:

Proper Punishment 🌶🏳️‍🌈

Curtain Call🌸⚧

Christmas Came Early🌶🏳️‍🌈

Suga:

Just a Taste?🌶🏳️‍🌈

J-hope:

The Feeling's Mutual🌶🏳️‍🌈

Jimin:

No Filter🌶🏳️‍🌈 🥀

Voice Messages🌶🏳️‍🌈

V:

New Year's Kiss🌶🏳️‍🌈

Jungkook:

A Hefty Resolution🌶⚧

Stray Kids Oneshots

OT8:

Y/N Coming Out (Hyung Line) 🌸❤️‍🔥🏳️‍🌈💭

Y/N Coming Out (Maknae Line) 🌸❤️‍🔥🏳️‍🌈💭

Y/N Coming Out as Trans🌸💭🏳️‍⚧️

Bang Chan:

Bulking Up, Eh?🌸❤️‍🔥🏳️‍🌈

Lee Know:

Changbin:

Cuddles and Muscles🌸🏳️‍🌈

Hyunjin:

Han:

Felix:

Seungmin:

I.N:

[xiaojunsdiary]

introduction !!

my name is jack!!

18 (minors DNI w/ posts labeled NSFW)

i go by he/they

i’ll post male or they/them reader x idol fanfics

i’ll take requests too!!

i am trans (ftm)

i’m black <3

my ults: jungkook, san, felix, mark lee, taehyun, hoshi, jiung, and matthew)

things i’ll write:

• fluff

• slight angst

• smut (not full on yet because i need more practice but in the future ofc!)

i’ll pretty much write anything as long as it’s in my ability. and as long as it’s legal!! please be patient tho as i’m still a student and have depressive episodes sometimes so </3

i’m sorry i don’t write for female readers for pretty much one reason: we lack stories for gender nonconforming or male readers.

feel free to ask any questions!! please share this post if you want too.

[hxbistuff]

One for all my trans homies ! ♡

I don’t have a -

Request: the reader comes out as trans male to the boys

I will write [___] instead of (y/n) or anything like that, just a heads-up!

It was late afternoon, a cold breeze sweeping through the streets. [___] was making his way home from the studio after a long day of recording the same song over and over again. He just couldn’t get it right, his voice never not sounding wrong in his ears. It was one of those days. Dysphoria clouding his every thought, making it hard to breathe. Wearing a binder for longer than recommended was also definitely not helping. 

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[bangtanloverboys]

wip folder tag

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. then let people send asks with the title that most intrigues/interests them and you’ll post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

tagged by @crazy4myself ; thank you! i do love this game and you know me and my. . . .dozens of wips. . . .

im not including the ghostie drabble series or my requests bc those will remain a surprise lol

groovy baby // austin powers!jungkook x reader

gay demon jungkook outline

dom bottom namjoon

divorce lawyer tae

no masters or kings // prince!yoongi x male!reader

ella enchanted jimin

reincarnated hoseok x immortal reader

black widow reader

does your mother know jk

damaged love // knj

roman holiday jin

why do you only call me when you’re high // kth x reader x jhs

broken glass // jjk x reader x pjm

greened out // jjk x reader

you’re good to me // myg x reader

first cringe of morning // myg x trans!reader

flesh and stone // gargoyles au

myth student taehyung

storm student hoseok

balance student jin

life student namjoon

ice student yoongi

fire student jungkook

death student jimin

airbender taehyung

ember island player jungkook

fire nation general yoongi

southern water tribe jin

earth kingdom official namjoon

little mermaid // myg

frog prince PLOT

robin hood PLOT

swan lake PLOT

rapunzel PLOT

ophelia // kth x m!reader

sweet caroline // jjk x reader

jolene // myg + reader (ft ksj)

jessie’s girl // knj x m!reader (jhs)

hey there deliah // jhs x reader

michelle // ksj x reader

heather // pjm + reader (knj)

red roses jin

almost (sweet music) namjoon

producer man namjoon or yoongi

strawberries and cigerettes tae

toymaker jin

bathtub mermaid tae x reader

deep waters // yoongi x reader x jungkook siren au

siren jimin x reader

photographer jjk x merman reader

mermaid namjoon x anthropologist reader

half mermaid x merman hobi

gay pirate yoongi x merman reader

arranged marriage // ksj x reader

dragon hybrid jk x dragonlord!reader

taegi x reader

REWRITE lil meow meow // myg

new dad namjoon gay // firefighter namjoon

kind hearted // kth x reader x knj

YOUTH drabble series

guilty as sin // demon priests au 

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(theres about three more that i havent plotted out yet so they don’t have a file yet oops)

tagging (sorry if you’ve already been tagged lol) @tipsydipsydo @yoongsgguktae @chelsea-chee @jincherie @jinfizz @jinpanman

[gqmf-bangtanmama]

Kim Namjoon x Male Reader (Platonic)

Disclaimer:  *Some of my fanfic will be “??? x Female Reader” others will be “??? x Male Reader.” As I hope to continue to write different scenarios, I will switch up the member x reader pairings.

*None of the gifs are mine.

Scenario:  You defend/save them from problematic or sasaeng fans.

You were washing your hands in the restroom sink when a man ran in and went to a stall and slammed it closed. Not unusual; this was after all a place to attend to urgent matters. What was unusual was that in the mirror you could see that the man had immediately stepped up onto the toilet seat; like he was hiding.

“Dude, is everything okay? Should I be worried?” Thoughts cycling through all the worst possible scenarios from natural disaster, terrorist attack or alien invasion.

“Nah, man.” a deep voice answered. “You don’t have anything to worry about. Security is on their way to get me.”

Not much of an explanation but okay. You grabbed a few towels to dry your hands and opened the bathroom door and saw  a group of about 5 girls/women. 

“Excuse me,” you said, hoping to get past them.

But you heard Girl #1 say, “We should just go in. He has no where else to go and we can get our selfies,” and you stepped back into the doorway. You can’t believe what you are hearing.

“We can’t go into the men’s bathroom,’ Girl #2 argued. 

“Those trans people do it, why can’t we?” the group laughed.

You scoffed, “Are you serious? Setting aside the whole transgender bathroom rights debate. It is very distasteful to use that as a justification for sexual harassment.”

“Sexual Harassment?” Girl #3 asked

“We’re girls …. It’s not sexual harassment.” Girl #4 piped in.

“You are stalking a guy in the bathroom where everyone should have an expectation of privacy. How is that not sexual harassment?”

“How about you mind your business!” Girl # 2 said turning to her friends.

“He knew what he signed up for when he became an idol,” Girl # 1 said.

Immediately your eyes landed on their clothing and saw that it was all BTS merch. Your mind connected all the dots; the deep voice in the bathroom and quick glimpse of a face you caught in the mirror as he’d ran past.

Kim Namjoon was hiding in the bathroom. 

Hopefully the security he said was coming was close.

“So he’s ‘asking for it?’” you said. “The more you talk, the worse you make this sound.”

“No one asked for your opinion or judgement” #1 said. “Just get out of here and leave us alone.”

“I’m not going anywhere until security get here.”

“Security?” #5 said. 

“Yeah,” you answered. “Probably police, too”

“That seems a bit extreme.” # 2 said.

“Well, that’s what happens to sasaengs.”

“We’re not sasaengs!” # 4 and #5 exclaimed while #3 gasped and covered her face.

“You are stalking an idol in a public bathroom. Are you that unaware? You are the definition of sasaengs!”

“I knew this was a bad idea.” #3 said to # 4 and 5. “We just wanted a picture, not for RM to hate us.” 

“You can’t forget that idols are people too.” you said to the three girls.”He’s probably so scared; I’m scared of you guys a bit and you’re not even looking for me.”

“Let’s go,” the friends said to one another. “If he comes out tell him we’re sorry.” The three girls leave together but Girls #1 and 2 don’t budge.

“Well, I’m not leaving until he comes out.” #1 said.

“And I’m not leaving until security gets here.” The two girls try to go past you and you gripped the door frame as hard as you can to block them. 

“Hey!” You heard a shout down the hall and see security guards and police running towards you. The girls ran away the moment they heard them.

You sighed in relief and nearly fell as the door behind you opened. Kim Namjoon grabed you under arms keeping you upright. 

“Thanks,” Namjoon says. “I have no idea what would have happened if they got in.”

“I’m glad I could help,” You stayed a few more minutes as security asked you to identify the 2 ring leaders of the group and learned that they had followed Namjoon before. In thanks, the staff and Namjoon offered you 4 tickets to that night’s concert. When he caught sight of you in the audience he reached over from the stage to high five you.

NAMJOON / JIN / SUGA / J-HOPE / JIMIN / V / JUNGKOOK 

MASTERLIST

[gggukniverse]

cool with you | jjk

title: cool with you

pairing: jungkook x trans male!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship au

summary: the dysphoria hits you as you're getting ready to go out with your friends but jungkook is there to make you feel better.

warnings: a little breakdown because of dysphoria, mentions of a gender-affirming surgery, jungkook calls you love because i'm a SLUT for that petname.

wordcount: 2.7k

note: hey 👀 so... i'm aware that there's not a lot of male!reader and trans male!reader content here so i wanted to try and write a cute little drabble for people who might want to read this type of content. i hope you like it a lot !!!

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"can i borrow one of your shirts?" you ask loud enough for jungkook to hear from the bathroom after having no luck finding a nice shirt in your side of the closet.

"of course you can," jungkook replies with his voice a little muffled and you turn to the open bathroom door, he's brushing his teeth. "you don't even have to ask." he adds.

"okay, thanks babe." you blow him a kiss and he winks at you before moving back to the sink.

you quickly find a nice oversized soft pink shirt with a darker pink drawing on it. you don't waste any time, taking your shirt off immediately and put his on, walking towards the mirror to check the look. it's a cute look, jungkook's shirt looks good with your baggy light blue jeans with wide pockets.

but you hate it. you like the fit but you hate how it looks on you. and it is all because of the same thing as always, your chest. your stupid chest that always ruins everything. you can see the curve on your shirt from your boobs even with your binder on and you fucking hate it. you hate it so much that when you look up to see the reflection of your face in the mirror you can notice how miserable you look all of the sudden.

it's not always like this. usually, you just suck it up because there's nothing you can do about it for now, but sometimes the dysphoria hits too much and it feels like you're drowning in all of your insecurities.

"ah, isn't that shirt cool?" jungkook speaks behind you and you turn around to look at him. his smile completely fades away as soon as he sees you. "what happened?" he asks, his wide eyes suddenly filled with worry.

you're so lucky to have jungkook, just one look at you and he already knows something is up. he always knows.

"i... i don't..." the worst thing is that you feel embarrassed to say it out loud.

jungkook has been your boyfriend for over two years. you met him when you had just started transitioning and he always supported you, right from the start. you know he will always be there to listen to your worries and insecurities because he loves you, so you shouldn't be embarrassed about things like this. but even after everything, it is still difficult.

you turn back to the mirror and take another look at yourself, slightly turning to check your profile. your shoulders drop and you sigh in disappointment when you can clearly see your stupid chest through the shirt.

"love." jungkook speaks with that gentle and careful tone, like he's thinking about what he could say to comfort you because of course he knows what's wrong. but he doesn't really say anything, he just walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and looking at you through the mirror.

"what?" you avoid his eyes as yours go down to your chest, then to his arms wrapped around you. he has strong arms and they make your body look so small when he holds you like this. you kinda wish you were also big and strong like him, the only thing that's keeping you from having another dysphoria breakdown over not being bigger is how nice it feels to be held by him.

"you look really cool." your boyfriend says as he looks up and down your body but you can only sigh.

"i look stupid." you say.

"you don't." he lifts his head from your shoulder to instead nuzzle against your neck, leaving a sweet little kiss on it.

"i do," you insist and jungkook's breath hits your neck from how he sighs. "i don't even know why you..." you shut your mouth before finishing the sentence because it would hurt too much to say it but jungkook looks up from your neck with a frown and rests his chin on your shoulder again, never breaking the backhug.

"why i what?" he asks curiously, his eyes narrowed as they look straight into yours through the mirror.

"i don't- i don't know why you like me." the knot in your throat almost doesn't let you finish the sentence but you somehow do.

"what?" jungkook frowns, he looks at you like you've said the craziest thing he's ever heard. "literally what the hell are you talking about?" he actually sounds mad and you flinch a little at the tone of his voice but he instantly turns you around to face him and he cups your cheeks with his hands. "can you please tell me why you think that?"

"it's not that i think you don't like me," you clarify, suddenly feeling even smaller. "but i don't know... you like boys, and i don't look like a boy. it feels like i'm not... manly enough." you mutter, your voice so quiet with embarrassment that you're sure jungkook wouldn't have heard you if he wasn't so close to you.

"are you a boy?" jungkook asks simply.

"jungkook-"

"are you?"

"yes."

"then why are you saying those things?" he brushes your cheeks with his thumbs. "i could not care less about what's under your clothes and if you look more or less manly, whatever the hell that means."

"but i care," you say and immediately look down when your voice breaks and the first tear rolls down your cheek. you can hear jungkook sigh, not an annoyed sigh but a defeated sigh, you know this is not easy for him either and you can't blame him. "i'm so tired." you put your hands over your face as you start crying and jungkook wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him in a warm hug.

"it's okay, love, i'm here." he rubs your back as you wrap your arms around his waist and bury your head on his chest, not having half a mind to feel bad for wetting his shirt with your tears.

"i just want to feel good with myself, it's all i've wanted for years, but it's so hard." you sob against his chest.

"i know it is." jungkook hums and holds your head to his chest with one of his hands, slowly brushing your hair to try and calm you down a little.

"i go out and strangers refer to me as a girl, i look in the mirror and i don't see a boy, my body sucks... i fucking hate it." you're full on sobbing now. you're crying like a baby and jungkook is so gentle with you, he holds you until your sobs have turned into little whimpers and a little headache is starting to bother you. that's what you hate about crying, the headache after.

"look at me, y/n." jungkook speaks softly, as if not to disturb you.

you look up at him and he quickly brings his hands to your face, cupping your cheeks gently and starting to wipe your tears away. "i'm sorry." you sniff and he frowns.

"why are you sorry, love?" jungkook leans down and leaves a kiss on your forehead that makes you feel a little giddy even in your current state.

"i don't know," you force a chuckle. "for crying over something so stupid."

"it's not stupid," he shakes his head. "it's something that is upsetting you, that's never something stupid."

"i love you." you say and feel a little better when he smiles.

"i love you too," jungkook gives your lips a little kiss. "and you look fucking cool with this fit." he adds.

"i don't," you insist and ignore the way he rolls his eyes to turn around again and look in the mirror. "i'll wear a big hoodie or something, anything that covers this." you point towards your chest in frustration.

"it's really hot outside, if you wear a hoodie you're gonna melt into the ground." jungkook says and sits on the edge of your bed, not taking his eyes off of you.

"i don't care," you say. "those are the types of things you have to endure, but you wouldn't understand," you turn around to gesture at him with your hand. "you already have that flat chest, you have nothing to worry about."

"don't hate the player." he puts his hands up and you can't help but chuckle a little.

"stupid..." you mumble as you go back to look for some other clothes in the closet.

"also, not to brag but i might have more boobs than you." jungkook jokes and you throw your head back in laughter. you appreciate that he knows how to make you laugh in moments like this.

"yeah, if you don't stop going to the gym." you say, going through his clothes.

"you want me to stop going to the gym?" he asks and you turn around to look at him. jungkook is looking at you with a dangerous smirk and a cocked eyebrow.

"careful," you warn him and he breaks in a laugh. "you know i don't want you to stop going." you walk towards him until you're standing between his spread legs.

"i know," jungkook hums as you run your hand through his soft hair. he puts his hands on your thighs as to keep you in place, his fingers playing with the side pockets of your jeans. "you love using my chest as a pillow, of course i would know." he says, making you laugh.

"they are really squishy." you bring your free hand to his chest and poke one of his pecs, making him squirm away from you.

"stop!" he giggles, grabbing your wrist to pull it away. he ends up intertwining your fingers together.

"you use my chest as a pillow too." you say as you keep playing with his hair with your other hand.

"should i not?" he asks, voice a bit softer now as he gives your hand he's holding a little squeeze. you know he's still careful around certain topics sometimes.

"you can, it's okay." you shrug with a little smile because you find him so cute.

"okay." he nods and suddenly lets go of your hand to wrap his arms around your middle and pull you closer, his head pressed to your stomach.

"will you... will you miss my boobs when i don't have them anymore?" you ask quietly. both of your hands are on his hair now, playing with the soft strands between your fingers.

"huh?" he hums.

"i mean, i know you like them..." you trail off but he doesn't say anything so you keep talking. "i wonder if you would prefer me with boobs."

jungkook pulls away just enough to look up at you. "what are you talking about?"

"i don't know."

"love, i just told you i don't give a shit what's under your clothes," he says. "i fell in love with you, not with your boobs, you know."

a little smile grows on your face. "i fell in love with your boobs, actually." you tease him and he chuckles a little.

"okay, but seriously," jungkook continues. "i'll like you just the same when you have a flat chest. i'll like you even more because i know you're gonna be a lot happier."

"so you don't care that i'm not gonna have boobs anymore?"

"even if i cared, who gives a fuck what i think about it?" he frowns. "you're the one who decides what you want to do with your body."

"i know." you nod.

"so please, don't let those ugly thoughts cloud that pretty head, okay?" he says as he slips his hands under your (his) shirt and places them on your waist, just leaving them there like he needs that skin to skin contact. "in my eyes you're fucking gorgeous now and you'll be fucking gorgeous after."

you can't help but smile and bend down a little to kiss him, your hands slipping down from his hair to his cheeks.

"i love you." you say after breaking the kiss.

"i love you more," he smiles and gives you another kiss. "you're so handsome, love."

"okay, enough with the praises," you giggle as you stand up straight again. "i know you enough to know where this is going and i don't wanna be late."

"it's not my fault you're horny all the time," he pouts and you gasp, letting your jaw drop dramatically. "you know it's true, so don't even try to act offended."

"i hate you." you sigh and turn around to walk back to the closet.

"you don't." he says and you can hear the smile in his voice.

you take jungkook's shirt off your body and grab one of his favorite hoodies, putting it on and walking to the mirror. you check your profile and sigh in relief at how the thick material doesn't let your chest pop out as much as the shirt, but you're still a little disappointed.

"you know i've been promoted at work, soon we will-"

"jungkook, stop." you cut him off, already knowing where this is going.

"soon we will afford the mastectomy." he says either way and you sigh, turning to him.

"you're not gonna pay for it, jungkook." you try to sound as serious as you can because you know how stubborn he is. you actually know he's not gonna listen either way because you've talked about this so many times before so you don't really know why you keep trying.

"i'm not gonna pay for it, i'm just gonna help." jungkook replies easily with a shrug of his shoulders.

"this is my thing, i have to pay for it myself." you insist.

"love, you know you can't afford it."

"that's why i'm saving up."

"and that's also why i'm saving up too, because i wanna help you pay it." jungkook says.

"jungkook."

"if we save up together this will be over sooner, do you know that?"

you go quiet.

"it breaks my heart to see you like this, to see you so frustrated because you want something and you can't have it." jungkook stands up and walks slowly towards you. "just let me help you. i want to do this with you." he takes one of your hands in his and you lower your head to look at them. your hands look so small in his, but that's also something you kinda like.

"i don't want you to waste money on me." you mutter.

"i'm not gonna waste that money," jungkook says. "thanks to that money i'm gonna see you happier and more confident than ever, i can't fucking wait to spend that money on it."

you exhale through your nose and lift your head up again to look at him. "you're too sweet."

"i know." he sighs dramatically, making you laugh again.

"i love you."

"i love you too," jungkook whispers before kissing you again. "my pretty boy."

"stop..." you warn him and he chuckles.

"c'mon, go get ready." he gives your ass a little slap.

"do you think i look good like this?" you step back a little to let him see the look.

"you look great," jungkook says. "i love it when you wear my clothes."

"i love wearing your clothes," you smile wide and grab your phone from the nightstand. "i should get going."

"mh, okay." he nods as he walks out of the bedroom, you follow him.

"don't wait for me, i'll probably be out until late." you tell him and jungkook hums.

"okay, tell eunji happy birthday for me." he says and walks to the couch, grabbing the remote from the coffee table before sitting down.

"i will." you say while he starts looking for something to watch on the tv. your gaze goes down to your body, fixing the hoodie a little.

"love," jungkook calls you and you look up, he's already looking at you. "you look so good." he says.

"do i really?"

"yes," he nods. "so good that if you don't leave now i won't be able to let you go."

you throw your head back as you laugh. "okay."

"have fun, keep me updated if anything happens." he tells you and you just hum.

"love you!" you say as you disappear down the corridor towards the door.

"love you more, handsome!"

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A/N: i hope you liked this little fic !!! as a non binary person with craaaaaazy dysphoria this one has an important place in my heart, all of us live through these things in different ways but i hope you enjoyed this story. thank u for reading <3 let me know if you would like to read more about this couple in the future 👀

(also, i'm still working on the part two for basic needs so hang in there !! it's coming)

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(Trans male ToD 💚) For Hoseok; Truth: If you had to decide who is the cuter bunny, Jungkook or I? Dare: I dare you to edge me to the point of tears, in front of the members and call me your bunny or baby boy.

Gender of the Reader: trans* male

Trigger Warning: could cause dysphoria! (sexual content; minor descriptions of trans male genitalia; explicit body reactions etc.)

➙ if you're uncomfortable with it, please move on! ♡

*Hoseok chuckles lowly, finding it incredibly adorable how you're chewing with a slight pout on your lower lip and look at Kookie with an awfully cute jealous glare. Since a few weeks you try to fight the popular bunny's cuteness and you chosed in the last days some... surprising methods to push Guk from his throne*

"Oh Baby... what kind of undertone is there in your question? Is it Jealousy? Hm Baby? Want to be a cute Bunny for Bangtan too? Want to be my sweet Bunny, little Boy? Hm, when you ask me for my honesty... I have to admit that I like you, as my dirty little Playbunny, a little more than Jungkook. Simply because you're always such a good and obedient boy for me. Always following my instructions, always taking my punishments and my fat cock in your sweet tiny holes so fucking well. You're my favourite Fuckbunny Baby Boy, be proud of it! And now, no more Jealousy anymore, yes?"

*Hoseok's lips curls even more into a smug smirk and licks provocatively over his lower lip, just in the manner that drives both, Jungkook and you, absolutely crazy.*

"Oh my, my, my... my cutest Baby Bunny Boy is so needy~ But you asked me so nicely, you even almost begged me to edge and tease you until you cry, so I think I could forgive you for your needy impatience. Hm, my sweet Bunny Boy, what about sitting onto my face and let me drive you insane withmy rapper tongue? Riding my face and spill all your delicious juices all over my face? What about I’d wrap my lips around your sweet bundle of nerves and abuse it while you're making out with Jungkook above me? His big hands grabbing your round ass cheeks and pull them apart for me, so I could tease you a little more with your fluffy bunny tail buttplug... I know you like that, Bunny Boy... let us all see how my cute Bunnies are messing around with each other~"

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“Well?” Hoseok prodded for answers. The sun was setting, casting everything in an orange glow. Yoongi had left for his own room to “turn in early.” Jimin followed shortly after, and now Carter sat stiff on the sofa. Hoseok and Taehyung sat on either side of him, so close they practically sat on his lap. Namjoon, Jin, and Jungkook sat cross-legged on the floor as if being told a story.

    “Well what?” Carter played dumb.

    All the boys rolled their eyes or sighed in frustration. “Well...Yoongi???” Hoseok pressed further.

    Carter raised an eyebrow, “How old are we? Is this a twelve-year-old girl’s slumber party?” He stood, not sure where he was going but stepping past the boys on the floor to give himself some room.

    “So we’re supposed to forget that he practically made out with you in front of us the last time you saw him?” Hoseok asked.

    “That was a long time ago,” Carter replied flatly.

    “So?” Hoseok actually looked a little sad.

    Carter swallowed his guilt, “so I’m here to see my friends and to support and be beside all of you while i can. Yoongi included.”

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    In Yoongi’s room Jimin sat perched on the end of his bed while Yoongi pawed through his bag trying to avoid interaction.

    “Well?” Jimin finally spoke up.

    “Well what?” Yoongi replied coolly.

    “Well...Carter.”

    “What about him?” Yoongi’s voice trembled just slightly.

    “Well aren’t you at least happy to see him?” Jimin spoke softly trying not to irritate him too much.

    “Of course I am,” Yoongi replied. He hadn’t noticed but he was frantically digging through his bag, scattering clothes about the floor, “he’s our friend. Of course i’m happy.”

    “Yoongi…”

    “I don’t know what you expect me to say,” Yoongi’s voice was soft this time. “You all know what happened back then. It was good. Amazing in fact. I’ve never been an open person, but you saw it on my face didn’t you? I couldn’t hide anything around him.” He composed himself with a deep breath, “but that was a long time ago. People change. It’s different now. This isn’t just about my feelings.”

    “You could at least talk to him,” Jimin offered.

           “Maybe so,” Yoongi agreed, “I'm sorry... I'd like to be alone right now.” Not once had Yoongi looked at Jimin.

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                         Carter shut the door to their room behind him. He couldn't contain the shaking of his hands or the heartbeat drumming in his ears. He took a deep breath before setting off to his own room. His fingertips felt frozen as he passed Yoongi's door and froze. Move! His mind screamed at his legs to move, but he couldn't. He only stood there wanting so badly to go inside. He's sleeping, he thought. He's sleeping so you should go too. Before he could do anything the door opened, making him jump back to his senses.

            “Carter!” Jimin’s voice rang.

            “Hey!” He replied with a smile.

             “You get a chance to talk to Yoongi yet?” He said bluntly.

              Carter blinked, “no uh...he kinda left in a hurry.” He could practically feel Yoongi seething from inside the room.

             “Well I think you should...soon,” Jimin replied.

             “I will. Promise,” Carter said, smiling awkwardly.

              “Good. See you tomorrow then? We'll be up early so you should get some rest.”

              “Thanks Jimin.” They exchanged goodbyes and Carter headed to his room feeling heavier than before. He shoved his bag into the closet and flopped onto the bed. He laid there watching the light in the room fade from gold to soft blue, and finally dissolving into city lights twinkling through the window. A knock came at his door, jolting him back to his senses. He mumbled as he opened the door, “Jimin I told you I-” but it wasn't Jimin at the door. Instead, he was met with Yoongi’s heart-stopping crooked smile.

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Winter’s Cellist

Yoongi x Trans!Reader (MTF)

Prince Yoongi fell in love with a girl who didn’t look too much like what he imagined a girl to be when he was young. The way they played music together promised a connection not even magic could break.

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Prince Min Yoongi was next in line for the throne. This, everyone knew. He worked so well and was quite organized. He hated crowds or being the center of attention, however, and he was usually snoozing in a tree or some other arbitrary place. Other than those two flaws, everyone believed he would be a great King because despite his love for sleep and hatred of attention, he had created many good programs and systems to make the kingdom run more smoothly.

Most who visited the palace were lucky if they even got a glimpse of him unless they came to the Winter’s Ball which was hosted by the Min family every year since as long as the young prince was alive. He was in his late twenties, and so he was young, but that didn’t stop the castle from whispering about his relationship status.

“Is it true Prince Yoongi has turned down yet another proposal?”

Or lack thereof.

“Quite true. I saw the princess crying with my own two eyes. I swear she would’ve turned the prince to stone if it weren’t for her guards.”

The long haired footman scratched his head, “I thought his last suitor was male.”

“Prince McEwan and Princess Jisoo were very close in sending their proposals, but Liam’s father wanted the two to get married and not the prince himself. Princess Jisoo’s was legit.” The other handsome older man explained.

“Ah, I see. That makes the 300th one this year, doesn’t it?” They were making popcorn strings with colored popcorn.

He nodded, “Oh, there he comes.”

The men bowed, “Your highness.”

Prince Yoongi was in his royal sporting wear as he went to the courts to play some basketball, but he stopped and stared at the two men.

“What are you doing?” He asked in ernest.

“We’re beginning to decorate for the Winter Ball, your highness. We only have two weeks to get everything done.”

He blinked and then blinked again. The Prince looked around and saw wreaths on doors and candles in windows not yet lit. There were some ladies on ladders hanging up lights and others twirling with tinsel. Winter Ball. It was getting colder. He couldn’t help but smile.

“It is that time of the year again, isn’t it? I had forgotten.” He turned to see his best friend and Prince of the Mono Kingdom. “Wait! Have the musicians arrived yet?”

Prince Namjoon shrugged. Yoongi tossed him the ball and said he would be at the courts as soon as he checked something out. He knew his friend too well and decided to help the older men since it would take Yoongi long for his friend to come back. The two men gawked at how fast their prince moved.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him run this fast.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him run at all!”

Namjoon chuckled knowing the reason why his dear friend was running and were he was running to. For every ball, there was a different band of musicians that would show up to play for the occasion. Yoongi loved music and was required to attend, so he would usually just show up just to listen to the band play. However, there was a special girl in the Winter Band, and he wanted to make sure she was doing ok, wanted to make sure she had arrived at the castle before he could focus on anything again.

There she was. The cellist was pulling her clear case behind her as she was lead to her room by one of the round servants roaming the castle. Her hair was not in its formal bun and rustled by her ears as she moved. Prince Yoongi just sighed as he watched her walking with jeans and a pair of converse wedges.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, hyung?” a voice asked too closely.

Yoongi jumped and nearly punched the person, but it was just Prince Jungkook with Namjoon’s brother Taehyung. Both had servants carrying art supplies nearby.

“Who’s she?” Prince Taehyung asked.

“The cellist of the group I had you guys design outfits for this summer when you came to visit. I hadn’t realized how close the ball was since you guys all arrive so early.”

Jungkook nodded, “The red and white ones?”

Yoongi replied, “Yep. I’m going to go see what she thinks of it. I’ll see you guys later.”

“Let us know what they say!” Taehyung called after the enamored Prince.

With a wave in reply, the two artistic princes went to find a good scene to paint in front of. It was always such fun when they Princes of the Seven Kingdoms got together. Their friendship and close bond assured that there would be peace between the lands for many years to come once these princes became Kings in their own rights.

Prince Yoongi saw her walk into the bedroom and she gasped.

“Is this for me?” She asked the servant.

Yoongi was the one who replied, “Yes. I had all the outfits of the Winter Band custom made this year. Do you like it?”

“Very much, but you did not have to do this.”

“I wanted to, (Y/N).”

She smiled, “You remembered.”

He nodded, “I could never forget you.” Yoongi cleared his throat at the servant who began bringing in her luggage. “Did your travel go well, (Y/N)?”

“It did. Might I ask what the Prince is dressed for?”

Yoongi looked down at his basketball shorts and matching tank top, “Well, I was about to go shoot some hoops before I realized that you’d be arriving today. I wanted to see you.”

“You’re always so kind to me, your highness. I appreciate it so very much.” She smiled gratefully.

“Anything for a childhood friend like you.” He gazed at her with such kindness in his eyes. Then Yoongi cleared his throat. “I see you brought your electric cello this year.”

“Well, you did give it to me last year. I wanted to use your gift in front of you. I’ve been practicing a lot on it, but I’ll be playing it in public for the first time at the ball.”

He couldn’t help but smile, “I can’t wait to see it. I uh, I should get going now. Hopefully we can play together before the Winter’s Ball. Like we used to.”

“Me too.” She bowed. “I’ll see you around, princey.”

She used the informal nickname she had used when they were kids together. Yoongi smiled and left, his heart full of joy. He made sure to tell his servants that (Y/N) and her band had top priority in entertainment guests and to treat her well. Then the prince returned to Namjoon who was talking to his older brother Jin, the heir to the Kim throne, as they handed ornaments to decorators.

“Joon-ie, sorry that took so long. She loved the dress, though. Let’s go play.”

“Ok!”

The others thanked the young prince for his help.

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Yoongi was 10 and in an uncomfortable suit. He didn’t like wearing the dumb crown or being talked to by all these people. They were just being nice to him because he was royalty. It was obvious to tell how fake they were being. Everyone who spoke to him only did so to get in good with the younger child of the Min Royals, so he would say something nice about them later. So he ran out of the room after biting a bejeweled hand as hard as he could.

He threw his crown too, not caring where it landed. Prince Yoongi just wanted to be alone! Why did everyone have to want his attention? Why didn’t his parents or anyone else for that matter listen to him when he said he didn’t wanna go to the dumb party? Even his older brother told him just to deal with it.

Then he heard crying nearby as he wiped his own lonely tears.

“Hello?”

It was a girl in a golden yellow dress. She froze and told him to go away. He didn’t and instead handed her the random fabric that was folded into a square and resided in his chest pocket.

“You’re crying more than I am. Here.”

She took it and rubbed her eyes, “Thanks.”

He sat next to her, “Why are you sad?”

“Why are you?” She threw the question back at him.

“I asked first. I’ll tell you mind if you say yours.”

She nodded, “The band director said I can’t play with them unless I wear a suit. Suits are for boys! I’m not a boy! I really wanted to play for the royal family too. I worked so hard. I promise I’m good.” She began crying again.

Yoongi looked around and jumped off the bench, “Follow me.”

“Wait, why were crying?”

“Prince Yoongi, there you are!” A voice called.

He grabbed the girl’s hand and pulled her through the garden, both running as fast as possible and hiding behind a poodle shaped shrub. The two then snuck out and didn’t stop moving until they climbed inside a window.

“You’re the prince?” She asked.

Yoongi nodded, “Yeah. Please don’t treat me differently.” he turned on the light.

“As long as you don’t treat me differently either.”

“Why would I…” Yoongi trailed off.

She looked nothing like what he thought she would. (Y/N) was taller than him and had a very short cut that was popular among younger boys. Yoongi just had his styled specially for this occasion but his hair looked like that too.

“Are you a boy?” The little prince asked.

She shook her head, “No. I’m a girl, but no one believes me. Not even my band director.”

“I believe you.” Yoongi said. “I brought you to the music room so I could hear you play for me. You said you were good at cello, right?”

The girl nodded.

Yoongi got out a white one, “Then can I hear you?”

She got into a chair to help her hold the large cello and started to play a beautiful song. It was sort of sad sounding, but it was beautiful. The young prince knew this tune since it was of a lullabye his favorite maid used to sing before she got too sick to care for him. The girl’s eyes were closed in concentration as her small fingers carefully played the instrument.

He hadn’t heard it in years. The maid had taught him how to play it on piano, so he opened the pristine grand and tried to see if his fingers remembered it. They did. The young girl smiled at him for a moment and then the two didn’t look at each other again. All eyes were shut tight, but they heard each other’s souls and spirits as they played together.

The very next evening, Yoongi had gotten her a chance to play it on stage with him cheering her on from the side. The people were crying at how beautifully she played and fired the band director for not having her play with the rest of the group. She came to the palace every winter and played for the Min Royals since then.

Yoongi and (Y/N) usually had a day where they’d play that song together. Just the two of them meeting in the music room and just being themselves for just a moment. Not a prince and a girl from a far away land, but musicians doing what they loved.

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It wasn’t until two years ago when the Prince started leaving her flowers and other gifts when she visited. He hadn’t yet told her that he liked her more than just a musical partner but as a romantic one as well.

He wanted to do that this year before the ball was over. But would his parents let him marry a girl who wasn’t royalty? They had too. He loved her.

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The first day of the ball was here. Guests would start arriving in two hours time. The seven kind princes continued to help put up last minute decorations with the staff just as they always had. When the boys heard the graceful moan of a cello, they noticed how Prince Min Yoongi began to smile.

Then one of their oldest and most trusted servants entered and bowed low, “Prince Yoongi, your parents would like to have a private word with you in the family tea room. They said I was to drag you if you would not come among your own choice.”

He frowned and looked in the direction of the beautiful tune, “Fine.” He sighed.

...

“Yoongi, my dear son!” King Min said as his son bowed to him in respect. “I am so glad you got here so soon. Your mother and I have something important to tell you.”

Queen Min nodded, “Please sit down, my dear son.”

Yoongi sat and tea was poured for all three of them by their servant. Then the room was empty. Just the three of them since his older brother had gone to another kingdom after getting married to their queen. Something of the sort is what his parents wanted to talk about to their younger son, heir to the Min Throne.

“Yoongi, out of all the parties we’ve had and all the proposals you’ve gotten, is there anyone you’ve had a special liking for or turned down out of fear or some sort of similar emotion?” She asked, back straight. “Do you reject everyone because of your antisocial tendencies or because you genuinely do not think any of them deserve the throne once your father and I pass on?”

Her husband placed his hand on top of her’s, “We’ve received word that you’ve rejected over 300 royals this year. That’s a new record. We’re not getting any younger and would like to have at least the hope of a proper heir being conceived after we’ve passed.”

Yoongi wasn’t sure if he wanted kids, though, and with science and a bit of magic it was possible for anyone to conceive. He had been worried before about his feelings, but having a baby wasn’t the problem. Being in love with someone who wasn’t royalty was.

The prince took a sip of his tea, “Mom, Dad, I…”

Their posture became expectant.

“I don’t have any interest in getting married to these people who only want to higher their status. I wanna get married to someone I love.”

Queen min scoffed, “The love comes after, and they might even be the perfect pair because of a logical companionship instead of love.”

“Other Kings have consorts. It’s not that hard to secure the family line!”

“This doesn’t matter! You drank enchanted tea. It will make sure you ask for someone’s hand in marriage before the ball is over. That’s three days, Yoongi. A Christmas proposal. Choose wisely.” The mother stormed out.

King Min sighed, “I’m sorry, son. We had no other choice. Your mother and I have been patient and understanding and forgiving for way too long.”

“Do you not love or trust me enough to do the best for our kingdom?”

“We did this because we are doing the best for our kingdom. We love you, Yoongi, but we love our kingdom too.”

Yoongi left to his room and refused to shed tears of frustration. He tried to throw up, but nothing came out. He wiped his lips as he finished kneeling in front of the toilet and returned to his bed chamber where the royal dressers were there to do his hair and makeup and get him in his royal outfit for tonight’s ball.

White dress shirt and black pants he put on himself. As he sat, his hair was styled to be clean and neat while a thick white ribbon was tied into a loose bow around his neck. Black dress shoes were slid on and polished. Makeup artists did their work hiding all the blemishes they deemed unfit for royalty. He stood and a red and black lace patterned blazer was thrown on his shoulders

Next thing, Yoongi knew, he was holding a sparkling green drink and sitting on his throne. His brother was arriving soon with his wife. Greetings were said. Yoongi wondered if they had given enchanted tea to his brother as well or if his heart had truly stuck with the superficial royals they were surrounded with. He’d ask another time when he could mingle.

On the first night, the Min Family did not interact with guests. He could hear the cello from where he sat but could not hear her. She wouldn’t be wearing the dress tonight but on the last night to fit the color theme. Day 1: Red, Day 2: Green, Day 3: Any holiday colors (red, green, white, blue, silver, etc)

The prince didn’t say anything to his parents and excused himself early to go to bed. He couldn’t leave, though. The tea’s magic was very specific. He had to greet five possible partners before he was allowed to go. Only two had approached him. Most of the candidates in the room had already been rejected by the stoic prince beforehand.

A graceful black haired girl bowed in front of him in an overly bright red gown, “Greetings, dear Prince Yoongi, I am Witch Seulgi. It seems you have turned down most of my other sisters, but I would like to let you know that I am interested in having your hand in marriage.” Her blue eyes gave an unnatural sparkle as if her irises were embedded with aquamarine.

“Yes. I shall take your proposal under consideration.”

She gave a stern nod, “Please, take this gem as a gift from me. It has not been enchanted or hexed, I assure you. I simply wanted you to have a reminder of your consideration.” A light blue jewel in the shape of a heart was placed in Yoongi’s hands.

Then Seulgi bowed and walked away. Three hours later, two more suitors came back to back and then Yoongi went to bed. He didn’t even remember any of the people who had asked for his hand tonight. They were all so boring and yet blue eyes stayed strong in his mind.

Seulgi. Witch Seulgi. She was from the Velvet Kingdom which specialized in dark magic. Their origins were quite negative, but with her and her sisters ruling together the kingdom had become a place for free but monitored magic. No more kidnapping unwilling people for sacrifices.

He looked at the jewel which sat on his desk. Talking to their local wizard Bang, he assured the family it had no magical properties. The other girls and guys had given him many gifts to be remembered by, but the Queen Witch stayed in his mind. Looking at the gem he didn’t notice the poinsettia petal that arrived under the door, the symbol (Y/N) and him came up with to make sure the other knew they wanted to play together.

______

The next day, seven proposals occured, but Yoongi wanted to find Seulgi. When he did, the two danced together to the distant music and talked. They shared many ideas about what they wanted their kingdoms to do if they ever did get married. Magic would be taught in schools to the humans that resided in the Min Kingdom, most likely through music. The same amount of strictness with rules and laws.

Maybe this would work out. Why was Yoongi so against marrying a Princess anyways? Perhaps his own prejudgements had made him blind to the good and human sides of some of the royalty. Seulgi’s wit was so charming and her eyes. He asked if it was natural, the sparkle.

“All Witch royalty have unique eye colors like mine. It’s a symbol of our lineage. There were so many false humans who used learned magic to claim the throne, so our ancestors charmed the bloodline.”

“That is very clever.” Yoongi smiled, showing his gums, “Your family is quite smart. What happened to the liars?”

“Died in our dungeons. We didn’t want their toxic souls as part of our sacrifices but they had to be punished.”

Yoongi nodded and looked around, “Would you like to take a walk with me?”

_____

The third night had arrived. At breakfast, Yoongi sat with the other six princes.

“You were out quite late last night, Yoongs.” Jin said.

Namjoon agreed, “Yeah. I didn’t see (Y/N) either. Did you two ditch the ball?”

He shook his head, “Nope. I went to the gardens with Seulgi and watched her do some magic. She controls water, isn’t that cool?”

Jungkook tilted his head, “Witch Seulgi? You’re interested in her? What about (Y/N)?”

“Did you guys at least play together yet?” Asked Prince Hoseok who seemed to always be smiling, except for now. He was worried for his friend’s mind. Had he moved on so quickly?

“Nah. I just...I should try to marry someone royal, shouldn’t I? My parents would never accept (Y/N) as my wife since she’s not a princess.”

Taehyung couldn’t believe his ears, “You just said a week ago that you were marrying for love and you were going to marry her because love was more important than anything! You literally said you’d denounce the throne if your parents refused to accept you two.”

Prince Yoongi shrugged, “I changed my mind. Funnily enough, I think she did too. She hasn’t sent me a petal this year. I was really looking forward to playing with her too.”

The other six boys looked at each other and knew something had gone wrong. Yoongi was called away to get dressed and so they came up with a plan to figure things out before the night was gone. Namjoon and Jin would go to (Y/N) and ask her side of things. She was playing a song but sobbing as she did.

“Hello there.” Jin asked.

She stood and bowed, “Princes Kim Jin and Kim Namjoon. What do I owe the pleasure of your company?” She quickly pat her tears.

Namjoon gave her a tissue, “We were wondering if you had anything to say about avoiding Prince Yoongi. He says you haven’t sent him the poinsettia flower promising you’d play together.”

“I have too!” She snapped. “He’s been ignoring me. He won’t even spare me a glance when he passes by the musicians. He’s with that Witch! I...they’re good people but I’m not sure. Why else would he ignore me? He hasn’t said it before, but I was sure he loved me.”

Jin nodded, “He does. He really does. This doesn’t make any sense.”

“Our younger brother said that you were to have a solo tonight.”

She nodded, “Yes, I’ve been trying to practice but I just get so sad and can’t focus. I feel so betrayed.”

“Would you be willing to learn this peace?” Namjoon handed her sheet music. “Yoongi and I have been working on it the past year. He was going to play it yesterday, but he’s been...preoccupied.”

Looking at the sheet and the title, (Y/N) agreed to learn the piece.

~~~~

Prince Hoseok and Prince Jungkook were looking for clues on to why their friend was acting so strangely. They were going to check his bed chambers and then bowed to the King and Queen. Something clicked in the older prince’s mind.

“Your majesties.” Hoseok called. “I am wondering if you were aware, or if it’s just me...however, I do believe your son Yoongi to be acting quite strangely. He’s more…”

“Involved.” Jungkook piped up.

He nodded, “Yes, involved with the visiting royalty this year. It just seems so sudden to us and were wondering if you had any idea.”

The younger man realized the Queen looking rather regretful as if she had done something wrong while Hoseok’s eyes were trained on the king.

“It seems he’s turned over a new leaf. I for one am proud of my dear son--”

“No.” Said the Queen. “We’re not hiding this, husband.” She locked stern eyes with the two princes and told them about the enchanted tea.

It was very specific to the type of girl they wanted Yoongi to fall for. Someone who would be good for the economy of the kingdom but also kind and good to their son and to their subjects. Someone beautiful but pure of heart.

“It has a deadline, which is why the change seems so sudden and like he’s moving too fast. We lost our patience but we do want him to be happy.”

The king spoke, “Yes. He’ll be back to normal by the strike of midnight once he proposes to who we suspect to be Witch Seulgi. Magic in our kingdom! I can’t wait to see it.” He chimed. “The wedding will be beautiful! I’ve been planning for years!”

The couple bowed and left. Running past tinsel and bells, they met up with Taehyung and Jimin who were talking to staff and getting their handsome faces fed. The two men bowed and joined up with the ones who had found the answer.

Everyone met up at the pool. They were swimming and paused to talk. There was nothing they could do against magic that had been in his system for so long. All they could do was hope that (Y/N)’s performance with Prince Yoongi would remind him where his heart was, with her.

_____

Prince Yoongi was all gussied up in his most royal outfit. He wore his sash covered in jewels and awards from doing good and spreading positivity and love to the world. It was green with red accents all over. White rope led to silver clasps on the jacket. Yoongi entered the ballroom with all eyes on him and saw his glass piano in the center of the room. There was a chair next to it.

Right, he was to perform with that musician girl. It would be a good way to say goodbye and let her know that they were not meant to be. Yoongi would marry a Princess as what was always expected of him. A royal as beautiful as the sun and magic in her soul. And not the first human he ever loved. His piano was his first love as it would always be, but (Y/N) opened his heart to humanity. He just couldn’t marry her. She wasn’t royal. Wasn’t what his parents wanted.

He kissed Seulgi’s cheek and sat down. Then the girl came down in...the dress. The dress he had gotten specifically made for her. The red accents framed her shoulders beautifully. The leafy pattern connecting the top to the rest of the white dress that sparkled as it moved. Her electric cello was brought to the place where she would sit.

Yoongi couldn’t ignore the fact that his heart caught in his chest. He wanted to be with her, he really did but...no. No. Not royal. Family first. He had to do what was expected of him and Seulgi was a good woman, a witch with a pure heart. Him and (Y/N) could still be friends. Him and the princess had talked about it, and she said she could never stop him from being best friends with someone as good as (Y/N). But nothing beyond that. No benefits.

As she sat down, the two shared a friendly smile, but she seemed different. Conflicted. Cold and yet oh so worried about something. Yoongi would ask her later. All eyes were on them. She looked over at the Kim siblings who gave a firm nod. Had they become friends as well? All the better! She could marry one of them and be happier than she would have ever been with him.

Looking at the sheet music, he realized he hadn’t given it to her before. Why was she playing with him? Hopefully she wouldn’t mess things up and embarrass him in front of his future wife. He checked his pocket. The ring was there. He’d propose after the song. His parents knew this.

Yoongi played the first note and she began playing along. It was like old times but so much more. The Prince remembered growing up with her. The first time he saw her with long hair, his stomach did flips. Even when she had styled it shorter, it was a more feminine cut. He was so happy that she was becoming the girl she wanted to be. He would’ve loved her no matter what she looked like.

His favorite memory was the third night two years ago. When he realized he loved her. She was playing in a silver trimmed suit like the rest of the band, but it looked gold to him. Yoongi didn’t understand why his heart suddenly started pounding but when he saw her hair pop out of the rubber band that was holding it out of her face, he saw her worried face but to him. To Prince Yoongi he wanted to run his fingers through her hair and kiss her.

Yes kiss her and never stop. Although other murmured about her being so unprofessional, he thought (Y/N) looked so beautiful.

Later that night he did under the mistletoe. Then she left. Then tonight. What was he doing? Why wasn’t he going to propose to her and to Seulgi instead? Yes, the witch was kind but she didn’t have his heart. (Y/N) did.

“But I still want you…” The lyrics he never finished stood out in his mind.

The song ended. Everyone clapped. The two joined hands and bowed.

“Everyone. I have an announcement to make. I have decided to propose tonight to the one girl with a personality I adore.”

People gasped and talked amongst themselves.

Prince Yoongi continued, “She is a woman of good taste and a pure heart. The purest I have ever seen, and I have previously hurt it with my ignorance. My cold attitude is a part of who I am but not everything. She saw that. She adores me for who I am and not because I am a prince, though I am not sure we would have ever met if I were not one. I would never want to marry anyone else.”

Seulgi smiled and stepped in the direction she knew was right. The prince got on one knee. The people gasped once more as he completely disregarded the princess and turned to the woman who he had met in the garden with tears staining her cheeks.

“Will you marry me, (Y/N)? We have played together many times before, and so I hope you say yes so we can make beautiful music with each other forever!”

Witch Princess Seulgi had made it to the exit and smiled before leaving completely. Although she had hoped to sway his heart, she knew it would never belong to her. To save herself from embarrassment, she decided to go home.

(Y/N) hadn’t expected this and so she cried. Her heart was so full. There was only one answer.

“Yes. I’ll marry you, Yoongi.”

He slipped the ring on her finger and kissed her lips. His parents got the Christmas proposal they wanted. He got to be with his true love. They trusted the enchantment and their son, so they smiled and were ok with it. Not what they expected but their son was happy.

So very happy.

[ohpapiseo]

// ohpapiseo’s masterlist

key; (s) scenario (os) one shot (c) chaptered story (d) drabble (i) imagine

BTS

(s) your boyfriend’s hoodies are the best. Jungkook x reader; cuddles, shy boy!jungkook, winter

(s) stress relief [m] RM x reader; smut, stress relief, shower sex

(s) bad day. J.Hope x reader; fluff, slight angst, boyfriend!Hoseok

(s) a great massage [m] Jimin x reader; stress relief, body massage, smut

(d) sweet dreams. Jimin x Jungkook; fluff, sleepless nights, bad dreams

(d) i need u. Jungkook x Suga; angst, hyyh!yoonkook, crying boys, forbidden love

(d) what am i to you? RM x Suga; heartbreak, winter breakup, angst

(s) his royal highness. J.Hope x reader; fluff, confession, royalty!hoseok, dated

(s) warmth. Suga x reader; angst, slice of life, implied smut, consoling girlfriends

(d) untitled. 1 Suga x Dean; fluff, romance, producer boyfriends

(os) the ways in which i show you i love you. V x reader; romance, college!au, christmas with bts, slice of life, baking cookies, christmas trees

EXO

(s) tired [m] D.O x Kai; smut, fluff, college!au, kyungsoo is tired and horny

NCT

(s) a drunk confession. Taeyong x reader; best friends, confession, drunk friend

(s) tight trousers [m] Yuta x reader; phone sex, sexting, dirty talk, smut

(s) tea always helps. Johnny x reader; periods, boyfriend!Johnny, comfort, hot tea

(os) in heat [m] Jaehyun x reader; werewolf au, smut, mating, in heat

(s) quand c’est? [tw] Yuta x reader; angst, college!au, cancer, trigger warning for character death

Seventeen

(s) blue jeans [m] Hoshi x reader; smut, edging, thigh riding, fingering, oral sex, overstimulation

(s)  힘내 (stay strong).  S.Coups x reader; angst, anxiety, depressed reader, university, stress, comforting boyfriend

(d) pretty when you cry. Jeonghan x S.Coups; slight angst, romance, admiration, vulnerablity

(s) baby don’t cry. Hoshi x reader; angst, fluff, comforting boyfriend, slight nsfw

(s) lesson learned [m] S.Coups x reader; (public) smut, vibrators, daddy kink, slight denial, dom!Seungcheol

(s) roommate. Mingyu x reader; fluff, romance, roommate!au

(i) seungcheol taking care of you on your period. (bullet points) S.Coups x reader; fluff, boyfriend!seungcheol, period pain/cramps and how he helps you

(i) having a boyfriend with you in retail. (bullet points) Hoshi x reader; fluff, boyfriend!soonyoung, retail!au

(d) don’t be so hard on yourself. S.Coups x The8; slight angst, comfort, anxiety, the8 comforts his hyung, c u d d l e s

(s) with the stars and us. Hoshi x reader; slight angst, romance, best friends to lovers

(s) let me love you [m] Joshua x trans!male!reader; smut, loving boyfriends, best friends to lovers!au

the nbhd. collection

(os) la petite mort [m] Woozi x reader; smut, oppa kink, dom!woozi, college au  

(os) ferrari [m] The8 x reader; smut, dirty talk, car sex, fashion designer!minghao

(os) high all the time [m] Hoshi x reader; smut, initial angst, dry humping, oral, slight praise kink