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Bang-tan-Bitches Masterlist

UPDATED 2/19/2021 

Most Recent: Need - Part 3 (end) (Rapline x Reader)

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you're a writer.txt

after an argument.txt

them as autumn things.txt

they told you to and you did.txt

being soulmates.txt

chasing after you.txt

you bring him to your countryside.txt

they're a homewrecker.txt

you intimidate them.txt

in the public eye.txt

you don't trust androids.txt

you compare yourself to him.txt

you compare yourself to him 2.txt

you're fine being alone.txt

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Masterlist Volume 2

Status: Ongoing

Latest Update: 4/8/23

Total Works: TBD

Requests: Open but slow!

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--Special notes about requests: I will not write about--:

*abuse (domestic, mental..etc)

*child abuse

*incest (true, blood related type stuff!)

*rape

Requests should include the member desired, and a few kinks/things you want to have happen. If you have a specific story idea, I will do my best.

I'm not good at Mafia or Historical pieces, so those are generally avoided.

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**Note: Updates are done as I post a work (usually). **

**A bit about my 'style':

-I don't really have a set style. Sometimes it's angst. OFTEN PwP. A lot of soft and slow burn. Occasionally it's scary or tense.

-I go with my mood and my whims. I don't have a writing schedule or deadline. I create when it strikes or suits me.

-I don't worry about the practicality or realism of a story. It's about escape, suspension of belief and getting lost in the haze for a bit.

-I can't promise every scene/story is realistic in character behaviors/personalities. There's flaws, bad behaviors, inconsistencies and nonsense.

⭐ Another note: This is a safe space. MY safe space.

I explore things not everyone likes or wants. If something I write about puts you off, please feel free to move on and not read further. I understand personal preferences.

I don't like to limit myself but I also don't expect anyone to stick around if they're bothered by something. The world of fan fiction is vast and provides many options.

I'm not looking for criticism or constructive feedback but I am grateful for every reader. I'm fully aware my work has issues (potholes, problems, inconsistencies and stuff that doesn't 'make sense'). I don't ask to be notified about every incidence.

There are many, MANY authors and works. If you took the time to read my stuff, I do appreciate that. If you liked it and took the time to tell me, give a like, or reblog? I'm also beyond grateful. ❤️⭐

Masterlist Vol 1

Namjoon

Oneshots/Drabbles

2 Plus 1

Busy Body Pt. 2

Comfortable

Depth (Of You)

Fine

Hung Up

Independent Study

Kid Gloves

Knotty

Know Your Role

Night Moves

Play With Me

Privacy

Salve

Time Flies

The Trouble With Two

Three's A Crowd (Busy Body Pt. 3)

What We Want (Is The Same)

You Don't Know Me

Asks

Angry Bang

Asking For It

Big Boy

Blurry

Catching Feelings

Do It For Me

Grad Party

Indulge Me

Know It All

Made Up

No Contest

Nothing Like You

Pain Killer

Repeat After Me

Shift

Through The Wringer

Unravel Me

Series

Jimin

Oneshots/Drabbles

The Trouble With Two

Asks

In A Pinch

No Contest

Series

Taehyung

Oneshots/Drabbles

Smash

Can't Help Myself

Asks

Do It For Me

You and Tae In The Recording Booth (in front of Jimin)

Series

Yoongi

Oneshots/Drabbles

2 Plus 1

All Roads Lead To You

Busy Body Pt. 2

Company

Downtime

Nerve

Never Have I Ever...

Pay To Play

Second Chance

Supply and Demand

Three's A Crowd (Busy Body Pt. 3)

Wild Mood Swing

You Think You Know Someone

Asks

Through The Wringer

Series

Seokjin

Oneshots/Drabbles

Ego

Get A Grip

Play With Me

Red Rump

Asks

Love Language

Professor Jin Punishes You

Series

Hoseok

Oneshots/Drabbles

Quicksilver

You Don't Know Me

Just My Type

Asks

Series

Jungkook

Oneshots/Drabbles

Adore Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Boo

Snow Blow(ies)

Woah

You Think You Know Someone

Asks

Angry Bang

Asking For It

Feel It Out

Pain Killer

Series

The Roommate Jungkook:

Outage

Juice

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BTS (as drinks)

because I’m in a silly mood

Namjoon is champagne. He's the whole bottle. A tall glass of perfection, full-bodied, sweet, and strong. Piercing eyes watching you over the rim. You drink him in, his sleek suit, his honey voice, impressive in everything he does, and the way he notices the small things about you. He offers to pay for another, already knowing what you like. You found each other in empty bar in a nice restaurant in an even nicer hotel. It's enticing, you share a confession and a laugh, in high spirits. You listen, drunk on, what is it? This feeling bubbling, a seltzer inside of you that makes you jittery every time you catch his eyes staring at your legs. You cheers one last time in the quietness of his suite. You know how this will end, but you hope maybe he will find a taste for you like you have now of him. That he will seek you out as his favorite drink. You hope his eyes that watched you so curiously all night, now watching as you fall apart under him, never look at another. He tickles the back of your throat, has you gasping for more. Is it too much to ask of him? For another round of him?

Seokjin is Tequila on a bright summer day. A knockout, too pretty, too smooth. The type of man you should savor. But it was quick, sudden introduction. You tipped your head back into his wide shoulder, pleading eyes meeting his surprised face. He wraps his arm around your body, lips meeting in a chaste kiss, your mysterious patron scaring away a sour nuisance to your left. At first meeting you already understood each other completely, you hadn’t known it fully then, too tipsy in that moment. You share a shot to thank him, and somehow your act becomes something more, your friendly banter becomes something more, and with every pour, your lie turns into truth, he feels it and so do you. It started as an act, but now it just feels right. Right place, right time. You stay by his side, he makes excuses keep you close, buys you another round, his smile bright and warm. Laughter that makes your sides hurt. Kisses that make your heart jump. Embraces that make your knees weak. The sun sets and kisses turn heated, mouths molding together, tongues licking salty skin, drinking each other in.

Yoongi is smooth nightcap right before bed. A glass of whisky on the rocks he pours for you and him. You tell each other your worries, caressing smooth skin, his love warms you under the covers. He whispers sweet praise that fills you up with him. Sweet affirmations against your belly button, hands trickling down your body. You hiss in contentedness, fingers twisting in his hair. His voice is suave and silky, like the sheets wrapped around your bodies. His sharp tongue moves smoothly, makes you wine against him. He is your drink of choice, you would choose him, every day, every night.

Hoseok is club drinks on a friday night. Expensive and sweet, designer, rich. Hands moving your swaying body to the music, his hot breath against your temple. He is the life of the party, he lifts you up, excites you, makes your palms sweat and your body pulse. You laugh too loudly, dance too closely, look into each others' eyes, neon club lights shining within his dark gaze. If he's a bad decision, you don't care, if this high lasts only for tonight, you don't mind, because his wide grin and close body delights your senses, and by the way he looks at you and holds you possessively, you just know, next weekend you will indulge again.

Jimin is Soju. Friends at home, homemade dinner and a full case you intend to finish. You go shot for shot, wanting to see more of the side he only shows when his walls are worn down, when you have enough liquid courage to encourage him. You knock into each other, bodies like magnets, impossible to pull away, hands lingering for much longer than either of you intend. You lean into him when hugs you in jest. He tickles you, to tease you, but also because he wants to feel your suppleness, needs to hear your sweet laughter, wants to watch you writhing and gasping. The reasons why you can’t keep your hands away are ignored, too shy to speak them. Even when he kisses you, you pretend it’s the alcohol talking, even when you pull him in by the neck, you blame the empty bottles. But you can’t deny, you’re not a drinker, and he’s the taste you crave.

Taehyung is white wine on a starry night. Smooth notes sung against your cheek, smile tickling your ear, hands around your waist, deep soft chuckles and eyes watching you instead of the stars. A galaxy in his irises that spreads warmth down your body, wholly intoxicated by his presence. There's a deep sense of belonging as your lips sip his love slowly, as you take your time savoring your moments with him, like this life with him was meant to be romanticized, cherished, celebrated at every waking moment. A blanket, cheese, bread, his jacket around your shoulders and Taehyung, always the perfect accompaniment.

Jungkook is a glass of cold beer. Solo cups in the kitchen, shy eyes meeting each other above the rim. Foam on his lip licked away and youthful charm about him. Exploring eyes that lead to exploring hands and exploring lips. Bodies pressed tightly to one another as you speak, cupped hands over ears, teasing each other, flirtatious dares, propositions spoken through slurred smiles. You didn't notice how strong of a connection it was until you were knocked off your feet by him. You sit in a foreign bedroom, kissing and spilling, fingers dipping into one another's cup, a sloppy game of passion and giggles. The music dulls when you're having a taste of each other, your body numb by the pleasure he pours into you. Tomorrow morning when you wake up with matching bruises, your cups empty but your hearts now full, the memories will be hazy, but you'll still feel it, that strong connection that has you both questioning just how bad you're addicted.

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