There's Nothing Like A Portuguese Swearing So Puta Que Pariu Meu Deus Do Cu

there's nothing like a Portuguese swearing so puta que pariu meu deus do céu

I ended this chapter held by thin strings preventing me from SCREAMING holy shit so much happened and I'm still processing let me brEATHE

(I'll obviously not breathe and read the next chapter now bye)

maybe i do | kth. IV

➵ summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

↳  part of the high-class series!

➵ pairing : taehyung x reader

➵ genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 16k 

➵ warnings : swearing, light angst, loads of teasing, you kick tae once LMAO, sexual tension :o, kissing, heavy making out, straddling, marking, dry humping, light possessiveness, some jealousy, slight exhibitionism (?), mention of a name kink, descriptions of acrophobia (intense fear of heights)

➵ a/n: i’ve returned with another loaded chapter i somehow made angsty, a lil smutty and yet soft? idk what i’m doing anymore i stg taehyung and this trifecta will not leave me alone. as always, feedback is appreciated my loves!

chapter four : “feels like a river’s rushing through my mind”

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“Jimin, we had to leave early because a lot happened last night, okay?” Taehyung tried to reason with his friend over the phone, rubbing his temple tiredly as he leaned back against the kitchen counter.

“What the hell else happened?” Jimin asked on the other end. “You two put on quite the show before you left.”

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I've been reading mid for so long it actually is a parameter as "i was in that time of the month when it happened? I only know I was at chapter 6" and i think that's beautiful

HOW CAN YOU BE SOO GOOD WITH FIGHTS???? I mean, truly, if that was me, I'd already give up, for real. That made me realize I'm so weak for the ones I love that I just can't stand being so far away. I mean, if we're fighting because of distance and now you're giving me attention, it's okay, isn't it?

Of course not, because oc is the leader of this universe and fought for what she believed (in the contrary of me, of course) AND AJDIEJDKWKSKSODKDDN

okay make up sex. that's it. that's the post. they are hot and adorable at the same time and their feeling is so strong is palpable, angry, red in front of every reader.

also, I would like to point out that saudade is a Portuguese word, and as much as it's meaning is beautiful, saying it to someone you love feels absolutely amazing. here in my country, we use it on special occasions, when it feels so much it's unbearable, the longing and missing and the absence is so painful. just like oc's feelings for taehyung. if they were written in portuguese, it would be "eu sinto tanta saudade de você." (I just know tae would become a puddle after this statement. I just know.)

thank you so much for writing!

saudade | kth. (m)

saudade ; “a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something/someone that one cares for and/or loves.”

➵ summary : a demanding idol lifestyle was something taehyung and yourself were all too familiar with. it wasn’t so hard when considering your unconditional love for one another, but lately, taehyung wasn’t the same anymore; and you decide it’s time to find out why.

➵ pairing : idol!taehyung x choreographer!reader

➵ genre : angst, smut, fluff (the holy trinity), idol!au, established relationship!au

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 16k

➵ warnings : sexual content, swearing, dom + sub dynamics, dom!tae, fingering, oral (f. receiving), lots of dirty talk, t e a s i n g because let’s face it this is tae, big dick!tae, cock sliding, marking, restraint (with his own hands), unprotected sex (wrap it up peeps), rough sex, mushy i miss you sex, lots of feels, tae undresses reader (it’s hot i promise), praising, name kink, slight body worshipping, slight brat-handling, forced orgasm, creampie, one spank, tiny impreg kink, aftercare

➵ a/n : wow, my first fic on tumblr!! i’m beyond excited to finally be sharing my stories and writing, hopefully i can let you escape into a whole new world and enjoy my works! comments and feedback are always appreciated <3

2:27AM. 

He still wasn’t home. 

Texts on delivered, calls unanswered, radio silence on all social media. 

And it wasn’t just tonight, it was every night. 

Everyday. 

And it’s been a month. A long, grueling month.

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yoongi is so cute in this :( i adore nerdy unnoticed guys who turn out to be pretty behind glass lenses and big books (because i am also one of them hehe) and the way he turned out to be a confident man, charming and amazed by oc's whole being is a great table turn, even if he's still a nerdy boy inside. the sweet way they mingled, the light tension before the kiss and their obvious maturity were brilliant. thank you for writing!

High School Reunion - MYG

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader Blurb: Ten years later…second chance? Genre: Fluff, High School Reunion, 

Rating: PG15

Word Count: ~6k

Warning: Language and some kissing.

a/n: reworking of an old fic for an old fandom. mostly because i love the idea of reuniting as adults. hope you like!

for previews and outtakes, you can support me on Ko-Fi. Thank you!

High School Reunion

~Present~

“Why can’t you ever wear something…sexy?”

You look up from smoothing down your blouse nervously to your best friend, Bona. The other woman is dressed in red, which doesn’t surprise anyone. A short, fitted dress with flared skirt that managed to make Bona look both hot and girly at once.

“This is sexy,” you reply stubbornly, gesturing to your blue one-shouldered top.

“But…pants,” Bona pouts at the black slacks you wore. 

“Heels,” you defend, pointing to your shoes.

Bona huffs and walks up behind you and takes your hair in hand. “We could put your hair up.”

“This is it,” you state calmly, trying not to smirk at your friend’s dramatics. “It’s supposed to be fun. It won’t be fun if you make me look like someone else.”

Bona makes a face at you through the mirror and walks to the bathroom to continue doing her makeup.

You take stock of the woman looking back at you in the mirror. Twenty-eight years old. A cop, and hopefully soon to be homicide detective when your masters in criminal justice is finished. Who would have thought the girl from the system who had robbed more than her fair share of convenience stores as a minor would be representing Johnny Law on a daily basis?

“I don’t know about this.”

Bona poked her head out of the bathroom. “We are going. Don’t you want to see all those popular people fat and balding?”

High school reunion. 

“It’s only been ten years.” 

“I bet you anything the quarterback or something is balding. What was even his name?” Bona swiped on mascara with the ease of a pro.

You shrug. You have no idea. It hadn’t been a small school, almost 3000 students for the ninth through twelfth grades and except for the occasional passing of the joint under the bleachers at pep rallies and football games, you had barely known there was a football team.

“Who are you looking forward to seeing?” You ask, tucking your hair behind your ears and moving to find your clutch purse for the evening.

“Hoseok.”

Stupid question. Of course that’s who Bona wants to see. Despite Facebook and various other social networking platforms, Bona’s high school crush, Jung Hoseok, is impossible to find. 

Bona steps out of the bathroom. “How do I look?”

The amused smile that always touches your lips in regards to Bona immediately responds. “Perfect.”

Bona moved to grab her things from her bedroom before yelling from down the hall. “And who are you looking forward to seeing?”

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I'm just ........... no words. No words. That's just exactly what I'd do if i found a taehyung wandering there and omfg Mr Kim is so dominant I'm about to tear for real isfjfjrnejdjdms help *calls an ambulance* tysm for writing and also wrecking my brain with these images

soaring high | kth (m)

Summary: A twelve-hour flight passes fast when a scorching hot, single parent is there to entertain you all throughout the day – with his words… as much as with his fingers. 

pairing: dilf / single dad!Taehyung x reader

genre: s2l (?); fluff, smut, some crack?

rating: 18+

warnings: talk about a past divorce & a toxic ex, flirting, teasing, oc’s and my voice kink 😵‍💫, slight age gap, tae’s kid and jimin are the sweetest pair of dorks everrrr; explicit sexual content: (hard) dom!tae, public sex (they do it in the plane restroom), unprotected sex (don’t do it, pls & thank u), handjob, groping, fingering, oral (m. receiving), throat fucking, cum swallowing, rough sex, dirty talk, manhandling, breast play, crying (cos taeconda too good), light choking, slight degrading (he calls her his cumslut grr), mention of some spit, my mirror kink i guess, aftercare (or as much as possible in a plane); literally, tae keeps smirking cockily… that ass, like 1 sweater weather reference, pls spot <3

word count: 8.5k

a/n: i needed to write this to get the idea out of my system, i’m sorry for all the content that’s still coming this week LMAO; thank @kimtaehyunq​​​​ along with single-dad-tae-anon for encouraging me, and again, maggie, CANNOT THANK U ENOUGH FOR THIS HAWT BANNER AND COMING UP WITH THE AMAZING FIC TITLE !!! another thank u to @jimilter​​​​ for hyping me up and making this brainfart SO much better, it was a mess honestly; ily guys T_T hope u guys enjoy !!

MASTERLIST | WIPs

You thoroughly dislike flying alone.

The fact that you won’t be able to set foot onto firm cement for the next eleven hours irks you. If you were in someone’s pleasant company, you’d probably stare at the line in front of you less grimly. The tempo in which the staff here operates does nothing to ease your mind, either.

That’s why airports are your least favourite place in the world; yes, you get to travel the world, but at what damn cost? At the cost of going through the infinitely long boarding process, just to sit in a vehicle that might or might not serve cold food and offer horrible movies?

Science needs to take it up a notch. You want teleportation to be a thing already.

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funny thing about this fanfic is that, on Halloween, i dressed as slutty as possible and ended up in the lap of a friend too hehe (not in a sexual way bc it's not mr park jimin ofc

anyWAYS I love themed fics and read this a while ago, saved only for replying later because it's Good Quality Content ™️. your writing is so smooth and the characters have chemistry for real, like the scene before everybody leaves the car (oh god)

tysm for writing :))

100 km/hour | pjm. (m)

banner by the lovely amelia @knjsnoona

➵ summary : what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he’s dressed as an angel, and you’re in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

↳  part of the jimin spooktober collab!

➵ pairing: fuckboy!jimin x f. reader

➵ genre : college!au, smut, pwp

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 7k

➵ warnings : swearing, vaping, sexual tension, dirty talk, pussy fondling, marking, unprotected sex (be smart y’all), riding, car sex, mutual orgasm, creampie

➵ a/n : here’s my jimin halloween fic that i know is oh-so late but at least it’s here! don’t think this is my best work at all but I did want to write something for out precious it-boys birth month 🥺 thank you so much to my lovely beta naia @opaljm​​ for editing this like a champ!! as always, your feedback means the world to me <3

Lipstick? Check. 

Phone? Check.

Five shots of vodka in? Check. 

Sitting in Park Jimin’s lap. What the fuck?

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