The Point Of No Return | Kth (m)

the point of no return | kth (m)

➛pairing: Kim Taehyung / reader  ➛summary: Just when your evening out has gone to complete shit, you stumble - quite literally - into the cutest man walking the cutest dog, who manages to turn it all around. Or, alternatively - how drunkenly losing your debit card on your quest for nachos lands you the best lay of your life. ➛genre: starting out musician!AU. humor, smut, fluff. the trifecta. ➛word count: 10,896 (oof.)  ➛rating: explicit/mature ➛warnings: alcohol use, cursing, oral (male & female receiving), unprotected sex, fingering, spanking, slight over-stimulation, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, creampie, very minor cum play, brief mention of the word ‘sir’, relatively vanilla considering I wrote it. ➛notes: Welp. We all knew this was going to happen, right? I can only scream about the man in the tags for so long before the thirst is going to come out. This whole idea started from watching Tae & Yeontan’s V-Live with @quinnkoo​​ and @jimins-ass-eater​ and saying, “damn, imagine seeing him walking his dog at 1 am.” To which they replied, “Oh god, you’d probably be drunk and without your debit card or something. He’d pity you and help you home.” They aren’t wrong. I also want to give a quick shoutout to those above ladies and the lovely @serensama who encouraged me to write this and post it, hyping me the whole way. Love you, beeches. ➛song: Magnets - Disclosure ft. Lorde

This was the worst date of your life.

Okay, so it wasn’t exactly a date. What had started off as a girls night with your best friends had quickly turned into them pairing off shortly after entering the bar and leaving you all by your lonesome to try and finagle an extra shot in your vodka seltzer for free.

Those bitches.

You couldn’t be mad at them, truly. A quick glance showed that Suzu had managed to have a full cutie wrapped around her finger in a round booth near the bar, her big brown eyes batting at him innocently as he whispered a sweet something in her ear. You snorted when you heard her pull a fake-but-I-want-to-bone-you laugh, leaning forward to place a hand a little high on his thick thighs. Good for her, she deserves to get some.

Next to her, Serena had a sleepy young man practically eating out of the palm of her hand, which was nothing new, truly. She always managed to have some victim within her grasp, and though this one looked shy, he also looked seconds away from dropping to the floor and licking her boot if she asked.

Usually that would leave you with Quinn, the two of you notorious for sipping drinks and judging the patrons of whatever fine establishment you had ended up at, but she was occupied with Mr. Thigh’s friend. Her back turned towards Suzu, she had a playful narrow in her eyes, leaning into a tall brunette who’s baby face hid a wicked smirk at whatever snark she was throwing his way.

That was how you found yourself alone, trying – and failing – to ignore what must’ve been the fourth in the Drunk Man Squad. He had followed when you snuck off to the bar, abandoning the table of love birds, and hadn’t stopped pestering with shitty pick up lines and not so subtle glances at your chest.

He wasn’t bad, you supposed, but he also wasn’t great. The sleeze rolled off of him in waves, and the way he kept smirking like he had the biggest dick in the room had your eyes practically rolling into the back of your skull. You weren’t drunk nor horny enough for his antics, which was truly saying a lot.

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“Why do you have a bra?”

hoseok x reader (oc)  (feat. ot7+oc girlfriends) genre: crack; fluff (if you make it to the end) word count: 3.6K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Ok, this was complicated to write lol. But here’s the fic with the missing bra! It involves everyone, and though it’s through Petal/Hoseok’s girlfriend’s pov, it’s also a third person narration with the whole group. This takes place about a week after, “How do we ever make it through your tours?” Tae and Peaches have started moving their relationship from friends to lovers but haven’t quite made it to couple status yet, but the rest of the group are coupled up. And Namjoon has found a bra in the company Cadillac that the members all share. Ok that’s all, I hope it’s easy enough to follow! And as always, I hope you all enjoy, and thanks for reading! :))

“I’m absolutely not driving your company’s Cadillac,” Namjoon’s girlfriend stared at the man, his eyes widening in question as they stood in front of the fancy shiny vehicle.

“Why not?” He questioned the girl. “If anything happens we’ll just say I was driving.”

“Joon, you don’t have a driver’s license,” she pointed out to him bluntly. “I’m not taking any chances, we either walk and carry back food for thirteen people and Kookie by hand, or we take my car.”

“Alright,” he agreed, smiling bashfully. “Ok, hang on I think my sunglasses are in here though,” he noted as he opened the back door of the Cadillac and began rummaging through the back seat.

“You have like a bazillion pairs of sunglasses, you couldn’t grab any of those?” the girl teased, Namjoon sighing.

“A bazillion?” He questioned, enjoying the sound of the girl’s giggles. “I want these ones, they complete the look” he chuckled to himself, amused by his girlfriend’s playful scoff. “I could have sworn they were in-” he started to state as he dug around the seats before moving to check the floor, cutting himself off at the discovery of something. “What the fuck?”

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We need to respect others opinions. You don't have to love everything an artist releases. Someone saying that a song is not their favorite or that they prefer a different song is not an attack on the artist it is someone's opinion. I think PTD is a fun song. It has good vibes but it's not going to be the song I go to when I have a bad day. I'm not going to go at someone's throat if they say they think it's the best BTS has released because they're entitled to have their own opinions about the song.

Some people get so blinded by "protecting" BTS that they immediately attack anyone that says anything that doesn't sound like absolute praise for the song. All I can say is real ARMY don't fight other ARMY. Just have fun and love the music you want to listen to. Don't compromise your health or happiness for a song.

ok but do you actually like ptd???

why are yall trying so hard to categorize each fan based on their personal opinion and personal tastes like youre trying to weed out traitors during a time of war? art is meant to be many things – a comfort, a good time, a discussion, an experience, a heartbreak, an understanding, a friend, an adversity…….not everything fits neatly into a box and not everyone’s connection and experience will be the same. you may connect with some art more or less than others. thats fine. thats normal. drink some water and take a nap

“I gotta make sure you get home safe.”

jungkook x reader genre: fluff; roommates au word count: 3K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here is a fic from JUNE 2019!!!!!! Mads (@aurorassadprosee​) and I started it over two years ago and then just kind of abandoned it, but I’ve always kind of kept it in the back of my mind. So I decided to finish it up, edit it a bit, and here we are. This will be kind of kicking off my venture into au’s. KIND OF. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading :))

Finally turning the harsh ring of your phone to silent, you groaned as you rolled to your stomach, shielding your eyes from the light dancing through your blinds. Through an open crack in the window, the invasive noise of peak traffic sounded from the streets below your apartment.

Feeling an automatic throb start in your right temple, the nausea of one too many glasses from the night before started to rush upon you, making you bury your face even deeper into your pillow.

Judging by the eight alarms you had ‘snoozed’, you guessed the morning would be over soon, but you didn’t think you were quite ready to face the rest of the day ahead, nor the possibility of standing up without vomiting. As you turned your cheek to press into the pillow, still keeping eyes squeezed shut, the memory of staying up late with your roommate, and downing a bottle of wine each, rushed to the forefront of your mind.

And suddenly, your eyes bursted wide open, allowing the sun to blind you, panic setting in.

“Oh shit,” you exhaled in a whisper to yourself.

I kissed Jungkook?!

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Everyone! You should read this! It's so cute and fluffy and warm! The whole series is so awesome and I am excited everytime there is a new post expanding the universe. BTS is so cute with kids and it just makes my heart melt with happiness.

“And if you forget, just be charming.”

jimin x reader (oc) (feat. taehyung x oc girlfriend; jungkook x oc girlfriend) genre: fluff word count: 2.5K

a/n: Ahhhh why was this so hard to write? Lol anyways, this is for the loveliest @stayjimin​. Happy birthday, my love!!!! I figured since you’re studying to be a teacher and Dear just happens to be a teacher, it’s kind of perfect for you <3 I hope 21 is a great year for you, you deserve nothing but the best! And you know how I feel about you but just to remind you, I’m very grateful for you and our friendship. Like I just literally think the world of you, thanks for being in my life. Happy birthday, angel 🧡

Giggling at the way your students squealed and huffed in excitement and nerves for their big end of the year performance, you couldn’t help but find them hilarious. However, trying to organize your class for the concert in all their unruly rowdiness had you questioning your judgement just a bit. Perhaps telling them that a few of the BTS members would be in attendance for their one-song show was a mistake. Just maybe.

You couldn’t blame them for their excitement but you were just hoping they would calm down by the time they had to take the stage. Each class in the school was tasked with learning a song for the concert and upon discovering that you were fairly close with the Bangtan boys themselves, your students selected a BTS song to perform. And well, they were extra jazzed that three of the members would be there to watch it.

“Ok guys, remember, the song is a surprise so no giving away our secrets,” you reminded the kids. It was their decision to make their song selection a surprise after all.

When a fellow teacher came over to alert you that your class was about ten minutes from taking the stage, you felt your heart rate pick up, making you nearly scoff at yourself. Why were you nervous? You weren’t performing, and no one was expecting perfection from a group of six and seven year olds, especially not your friends. But then again, surprises are stressful, and so was managing a group of excited first graders.

Your thoughts were pulled back into the present moment at the sound of the kids yelling and calling out for you, one of their voices sounding above the rest with a “Your boyfriend is here!” as others squealed out “It’s BTS!”

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soft, sleepy boys