I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS

how sticky | kth

⇢ pairing: ot7 x reader // taehyung focus. ⇢ genre: smut. // pwp. ⇢ word count: 7.6K ⇢ theme: established relationships.  ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, poly relationship, handjobs, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), public sex, outdoor sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up lovelies), all the boys wanna kiss yn, cum inside/stuffing, slight over stimulation if you squint. ⇢ A/N: literally this idea came to me while watching the first episode and seeing tae washes the dishes sooo, here you goo!! lmao x also if it seems messy or all over the place, that’s bc i wrote this while streaming dynamite and obvi got distracted . 

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this is so :(

BTS imagine // Kim Taehyung

genre: as much fluff as possible, roadtrip au, new established relationship, very romantic and a lot of feels, perfect boyfriend!taehyung, pure love

pairing: taehyung x reader

word count: around 1000 words

author’s note: do you know the feeling of longing/yearning for something so much, but you know you can’t have it? this is exactly what this concept does… to me at least. come on this trip with me.

song: else - paris

plot: you and taehyung have been together for some months now… and your feelings for him have only grown stronger. the connection between you two is more special than anything you’ve ever had before, and you could’ve sworn that the butterflies he still gives you should’ve been gone by now, as you’ve been used to in previous relationships. but this comforting feeling…

today was one of your special dates together. every once in a while, the two of you would get in the car, blast your favorite music and just go wherever your heart lead you. these types of adventures have taken you places you never knew were there even if they were sometimes around the area you’ve grown up into, places that became your special secret hideouts. you would have picnics, read together, paint or draw the nature around you or even each other if you felt inspired enough. when one of you felt overwhelmed with the intensity of their feelings, you would make love. you were sure no one else made you feel better than he did… and that the feeling was mutual.

you could hear his car coming in your driveway. before he even got to reach your doorbell, you were already coming outside and running straight into his arms. he chuckled softly and gave you a short peck on your forehead before you were both heading to his car. you could already feel the warmth growing inside you as he was now in your presence. you always thought he smelled like freedom. he turned the music on, playing your both’s favorite playlist: a mix of all genres but mostly indie music because it would just get you in the vibe for traveling. it was sweet. you couldn’t help glancing at him every now and then, slipping your hand through his silky black hair and giving him a massage as a soft smile was plastered on both of your faces. his hand was now carefully touching your thigh, occasionally squeezing whenever you’d stare at him too much, causing his cheeks to turn pink. it would, of course, take his attention off the road.

you realize, no matter how much time you two spent together, you’d always have something new and interesting to talk about. the subjects were infinite. and so were the laughs. you could start from the simplest things like what cereal you ate this morning or how you both loved the smell of lavender to more deeper topics like the insignificance of human life in the universe or the microscopic probability of finding your soulmate on the same planet where you were born. no matter what the two of you would blabber about, you’d always listen to his honeyed deep voice rolling off his tongue so carefully, as if he was saying the most absorbing story you’ve ever heard. every single time.

getting out of your thoughts, you figure that you’ve entered a forest, one that didn’t look familiar to any of the ones you’ve been to before. after some time, taehyung pulls over to the right side of the road, signaling you have arrived. as you got out of the car, the summer breeze was soft as it blew through the trees. the sun was peeking through the millions of leaves, warmly touching your skin. he looked at you and grabbed your hand, eager to lead you somewhere. this time, he knew where he was going.

shortly, you reached a lake. as both of you were standing on a tall rocky edge, you were sure you’ve never seen water as clear and blue as this one before. you felt his hand let go and, when you looked up to where he was standing, you noticed he started taking his clothes off. drunk with his craziness, you started doing the same. the water looked inviting and so did he. a few seconds after, he steadily grabbed your hand and started counting from 5 to 1. and then you jumped.

it was cold, but refreshing. it was what you needed. as you swam back to the surface, you realized taehyung’s hand was no longer in yours. you looked around for some moments, but he wouldn’t come back out. before you started to panic and call out his name, you were suddenly pulled back in the water by his strong hands. as he took you in his arms, you dared to open your eyes just to see his dark figure. even if it was blurry, you could see the familiar boxy smile he always wore around you. his hands were now around your face and, as you closed your eyes back again, you could feel his lips on yours. his kiss was deep and warm and, if it wasn’t for the lack of oxygen, you would have decided to spend the rest of eternity in that specific moment.

it soon got late. the cold was starting to settle in and his big hands around your body were no longer keeping you physically sheltered. after you put your clothes back on, you started heading back to the car. if the moon’s bright shine was absent, you’d have hardly been able to find your way there. taehyung started the engine, but didn’t drive away just yet. he decided the stars were too beautiful tonight to not take some time watching them with you. while the trap door was opening, you laid your head on his shoulder. as his hand was hugging you tighter, you felt at peace. you saw one or two falling stars, but it didn’t matter as you already had everything you ever wished for.

he made you feel like you were in a movie. as if your favorite playlist was the sound track and you two were the protagonists. this sweet feeling… maybe it’s love. and maybe you’ve never been so sure of a thing in your life ever before.

“i love you”

“i love you too”

yoongi with glasses. that’s it. that’s the post.

Yoongi: "Don't be such a brat.” [m]

Prompt request by anon: Suga

#27- “Don’t be such a brat”

#30 - “You really know what you’re doing to me, huh?”

Warning: mature language, BOSS!yoongi, spanking, lil choking up in da house

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Your heart was thumping as you walked towards the hallway of the penthouse, going straight to Yoongi’s office. You were wearing your favorite pink silk robe and your hair was tied in a bun.

Being in a relationship with someone who’s very busy 24/7 was harder than you thought. Yoongi would sometimes not talk to you if he had a bad day, and he’ll let out his frustrations on you. You thought that it was fine because you were technically helping him out. But sometimes you thought it wasn’t fair.

You were feeling extra horny tonight, and it’s been a whole one and a half weeks since he’s ever touched you. Just the thought of him sucking you out with his long, skillful tongue of his made your legs tremble as you were walking. Your hands quivered as you touched the silver doorknob, twisting it open.

Yoongi was there sitting at his chair, notebooks and papers were scattered around his matte black desk. His eyebrows were furrowed as he was typing on his laptop furiously. As a boss, Yoongi was the type to finish everything up whenever time he wants, and he’ll do it in a snap of his fingers. He had told you to never interrupt him when he’s working, but tonight you were feeling something different.

You wanted to try something new.

As you closed the door behind you, his eyes snapped up to look at yours. His eyes scanned your body up and down as your back immediately felt shivers. “Baby.” You greeted him with a smile. He just replied with a hum, focusing back on his work.

“It’s almost eleven, sweet. Can you finish that tomorrow?”

He didn’t reply, only scribbling some more complicated notes on his disarranged papers. You sighed, having the nerves to walk towards him, teasing him by bending down onto his desk and leaning your head with your right hand. His eyes pierced up at you while he smirked, “Don’t try me, babygirl. You don’t know what you’re doing.”

As unoriginal at it may sound, but that petname made your body tingle. The sight before you was heavenly; his black button up slightly undone with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing how his biceps flexed and the veins on his arms and hands prominent. His black hair was pushed back, one side slightly covering his eyes while he has his glasses almost down to the tip of his nose.

His presence made you bite your lower lip, your legs tremble just a little. You wanted him so bad.

You stood up straight, slowly walking around his desk, going behind his chair. Once your eyes glanced on the screen of his laptop, you almost stopped yourself from teasing him as you saw how busy he really was. But you pushed that thought back and smiled to yourself, you wanted to have fun with him tonight.

“Yoongi…” You whispered behind him. Your hands started to travel down the leather chair, and down to his broad shoulders. You felt how tense it was as you started to massage it, noticing how his eyes fluttered close on the screen of his laptop. You lifted your head closer to his ears and whispered as seductively as you could,

“Please, baby, I want you.”

It surprised you as he didn’t react at all, shoving your hands away with his shoulders moving back. It didn’t shock you to the point that you were offended, though. You knew he wasn’t going to let you go easily.

He moved closer to his desk, pushing himself with the chair while adjusting his black framed glasses back up. The sight made you close your legs tightly, trying to gain friction while surpassing a moan from your throat. You regained yourself and stood straight up, moving towards his side, leaning your back to the edge of his desk, your hands on your lap. Doing this you accidentally sat on a few of his papers and the made the others fall down. Your eyes widen, not knowing what will happen next.

His eyes immediately locked on yours, piercing through it intensely. You opened your mouth, trying to explain yourself but no words came out. “Are you gonna do something about it?” He asked, his voice raspy and deep. He sighed and let his whole body lean back on his seat, looking at your body up and down while licking his lips. You bit your lip– he looked so hot.

“Come.” He said, raising up his hand to do a ‘come here’ motion. You walked towards him slowly, intimidated by his stare. Once your knees touched his own, he tapped his lap, signaling you to sit on it. Your stomach was turning, feeling more aroused than ever. It’s funny how he can do seriously nothing and still make you turned on.

You hesitated for a bit and sat on his lap carefully, “Fuck.” you mumbled quietly. His hands grabbed your hips tightly, making you gasp. He smirked slightly, satisfied with your reaction. One of his hand went up to your sides, rubbing slowly. Moving up to the valley of your breasts until it touched your neck. It took all of your strength to not grind on his lap then and there. He wrapped his huge hand around your throat, gripping it tightly, just the way you liked it. He moved closer to your lips, lightly brushing it with his, teasing you. He moved to your right ear, whispering.

“You really know what you’re doing to me, huh?” After he said that, you immediately grind yourself down at him, hard. “Yoongi, please.” You begged, sighing. He shook his head and tighten the grip on your throat, making it hard for you to breathe. You released a strained moan, grinding faster. But a second later, he pushed you away from himself, making you stumble back a bit. He continued his work a mere second later.

You felt exhausted, betrayed even. But that didn’t make you stop as he would think. That made you even more hyped, excited, and naughty.

‘Fine’, you thought, ‘we’re playing a game of revenge, then.’

You stood there for a second, thinking of what you could do to get back at him. Then, you remembered an idea.

You seductively walked towards the door, walking out and probably leaving him confused. You giggled to yourself as you walked to your fridge, grabbing a small bucket of strawberry ice cream and a spoon. Removing the cap, you ate a spoonful of the cold dessert.

Once you were back on his office, you had the spoon in your mouth, reminding yourself to look innocent as you can. He looked at what you were doing and raised one of his eyebrows a little. You shrugged in reply, smirking to yourself.

You walked up to him in front of his desk once again, behind his laptop. “You want?” You asked as if nothing had happened minutes earlier.

He dropped his pen down and leaned back down on his chair, “Sure.”

You smiled sweetly, coming up to him. He knew something was a bit off.

You stood in front of him, scooping a spoonful of ice cream from the tub, leaning slightly down to place it in front of his mouth. He looked at your eyes and opened his mouth, capturing the sweet dessert in his mouth. Why does he make it look so hot?

“More?” You asked, him nodding in reply, grinning just a little. Here goes.

You sat down on his lap, both of your legs dangling in between his thighs. You scooped another spoonful and slowly positioning it in front of him. But as he was about to open his mouth, you instantly moved your hand lower down to his exposed chest, flipping the spoon over and letting the cold substance hit his chest.

The immediate coldness made him throw his head back, letting out a loud groan, his muscles flexing.

“O-oh, fuck…” his eyes fluttered close as you dragged your spoon lower, smearing the coldness down his chest.

You giggled, loving his reaction. You were too much enjoying yourself as you didn’t notice Yoongi lifting his head back up, staring at you with complete outrage. He gripped your wrist tight, making you drop your spoon. “Yoongi, I-I…”

“Shut up.” He growled, slapping the bucket out of your other hand. With one hand, he grasped both of your wrists together tightly. You tried to get out of his hold but his strength restricted from you escaping. His free hand came to clean the ice cream from his chest, collecting it with his two fingers. He placed it in front of your face, pink cream spread all over, making you shiver with excitement.

“Suck.”

You opened your mouth and he pushed his fingers in. You noticed him bite his lip as you sucked and licked all over his fingers, looking directly at him innocently. “Mhmm…” you moaned, releasing his fingers with a pop.

“You really don’t give up, do you?” He darkly said, eyes squinting at you as he lifted you away from his lap, standing with you. With both of your wrist still enclosed in his hand, he made you bend down on his desk, pinning your hands up.

“My little girl doesn’t listen, huh?” He said from behind. His hand moving towards the valley of your back and down to the hem of your silk robe, pushing it up to your back, revealing your ass.

You felt his hand on your right cheek, massaging it a little making you moan. He bent down over you, his front resting a little on your back, feeling his rock-hard cock on your heat. His lips near your ear as he started to suck the skin behind it. You felt him removing your underwear down, licking his lips when he saw how wet you are. You were soaking. Immediately he whispered,

“Don’t be such a brat.”

He slapped the skin on your ass hard, over and over, making your body quiver and shake. “Are you proud teasing me, huh?” He massaged it further, squeezing it and continued to slap his large hand over the skin. Your body was bolting forwards and you were a moaning mess under him.

“P-please, Yoongi.” You begged, but that made him spank you even harder, now moving onto your other ass cheek. “That’s not my name.”

“S-sir. Sir, p-please. Just fuck me.”

Yoongi cock twitched as he smirked. He flipped you over, removing your robe and unclasping your bra.

“You’ve been a bad girl, sweet. You’re gonna get some punishments tonight.”

a/n: it’s been a long time since I’ve made something nsfw lol. to that anon that requested, I hope you liked it! 

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Hey! I know, as an author, i shouldn’t be here asking for an update or any kind of thing, but I’m so in love with this piece of art, the plot, the development of their relationship, the things this might become! I want to keep scrolling and reading as the addicted I became after this!!!

You have an exquisite writing, it’s light and comforting and brings different topics with such ease! I really wish, whatever you are facing or dealing with, a better recovery and some inspiration to write this, because I really really want to read more!

I’ll try to read your masterlist as well because obviously I won’t get over your writing too lol but anywaysssss thank you for this story!

hey, my alien \ 16. Do you remember when… \ Index 

genre:  drabble (series), alien au, alien!taehyung, human!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, taehyung is running from people, y/n is gullible and unwise, tae is kinda mean (at first), will graduate into fluff, yes there will be plot lol

warning(s)!!: [Rated: T]

w.count: 800+

a/n: not officially back from it’s hiatus, but it’s something bc i haven’t been posting bc my monkey sucks lol 

“Y/n, what kind of stuff do human’s learn about in your school?” Taehyung, who had just clambered from his attic, plopped himself down beside you as you sat on the couch studying for a change.  A textbook cracked open on your lap as a notebook- that was previous on the couch cushion- was now on Taehyung’s lap.  

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this is my comfort zone now :(

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Pairing: Taehyung / You

Genre: establishedrelationship!au / drabble

Word count: 1.2k

Summary: A snapshot of a Sunday afternoon with your boyfriend, Taehyung. 

Your boyfriend’s busy gaming.

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Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: fluff, mermaid!au

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 3.7k+

Summary: His hair is the color of the sea you call home

↳ hoseok and tae agreeing that toes are overrated

A/N: i know that it’s not may in many places anymore but it’s still may here so this still counts as a mermay fic. wow look at me posting my mermay fic on the last day of may at like midnight if that doesn’t sum up my personality perfectly then idk what does

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