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Check out my profile on Wattpad, I'm Velvety Eunoia https://www.wattpad.com/velvetyeunoia?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_profile I've just recently decided to start anew, and do BTS fanfics, My bias is Jimin and bias wreaked by Joon but mostly I'm OT7 and all of em are my bias wreckers, please support me and that'll be my drive force to upload new chapters and stories, Borahae 💜💜💜

Parents

My parents are literally so funny; they think parenting is just financially supporting the household and feeding us. It is as if that is they have the right to us. Like sir, madam, parenting has much more depth to it then that; even I know more about parenting than you who lived about twice the time I have ever lived. Please, it’s true you made those children but your children are not yours to manipulate and control or mold them into perfect shape, they’re their own person, you are just there to support them, not own them. And that’s on toxic parents. 

This is my absolute favourite, I’m high-key wanting more of these type of hotness, and also the new header are so gooddddd

➳ Wolf Hybrid! + Royality! AU

➳ Pregnancy Sex/Breeding-Kink

*Prompter’s choice of Situation/Location and Kink

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Gender of the Reader: female

Word Count: 800

Genre: Smut!

Rating: 18+

Warnings: HEAVY Dirty Language + Dirty Talk; Pregnancy Sex (poor researched, this here is fiktion, pls take care in RL); slight Breastmilk-Leaking; Praising; Body-Worshipping; Voyeurism; Exhibitionism to the Bangtan Pack; vaginal Sex; strong Breeding-Kink; Knotting; Mentions of giving Birth soon

A/N: Well, how to explain that… this writing barely fit the original request anymore because I talked to @taesluttt​ and we came to this conclusion, to form the breeding and knotting kink into pregnancy exhibitionism kink xD I hope you like it, after you waited so exited for it😏💦💕

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A mischevious plan

I’ve been contemplating on whether or not I should put my stories and plots on here and now I decided to just go for it. This one is a super short oneshot from my collection, I hope you give it a read and enjoy it. P.s. this story is credited to me and the whole story is mine so I would need anyone to not copy my own work. I’ll post my Wattpad link in my next post if you wanna check out my account so stay tuned. 

The golden rays of soft sunshine kissed my skin as it tumbled onto the couch where I sat, basking in the warmth of the early spring morning. The comfy cushions relaxing my body as my lids lulled to sleep, only a crack open. The serene noises of the shower playing a peculiar rhythm in my ears from the background; the tell-tale sign of my boyfriend taking his shower. My body sank further into the couch, twisting a bit to relax my muscles more. As I did, my onyx pools caught onto an object placed on the clear table. My gaze didn’t falter as it stared back at me. After intensely thinking for a minute, I grabbed hold of the object in question; his phone. A glimmer flicked in my charcoal orbs as a mischievous idea made its way into my head. My vermillion edges curving up into a grin as an image of his face when he finally found out what I had done. With the goal of changing his current wallpaper into something funny; like his embarrassing snaps or his funny silly faces, I unlocked the lock screen. Being the sweet boyfriend he is, he always let me have his phone, and his password, making the task a whole lot easier. The moment my raven globes landed on his home-screen, all thoughts of the plan flied out of the window. There, on his screen, a picture of us together in a café, with our bright smiles, happiness colouring my face as his dimples dug deep in his cheeks, an open book in the middle of us and two cups of warm coffee resting on each side stared at me, bringing my actions to a cease. A warm sensation developed in my chest, traveling from there until it spread across all over my body to the tips of my toes, filling all of my senses. I couldn’t help but let a wide crescent crept onto my scarlet plumps while my starless spheres narrowed in affection.

“What are you grinning for?”

A gravelly voice startled me out of my trance, making me jump. Instinctively, I locked it back, almost losing hold of the phone. A surge of heat started gathering in my puffy cheeks when my spheres soaked in the view that appeared in my field of vision. Unable to tear my gaze off, I swallowed the lump in my throat. His mauve strands were soaked, clinging to his forehead. Water droplets dripping down from his plum streaks, along his broad shoulders onto his well-defined abdomen to his waist where a soft fluffy white towel loosely wrapped around it. The small piece not providing enough coverage with his buff torso and sturdy thighs on full display, leaving little to the imagination. I caught my lower red flesh between my teeth.

“You know? You’re goanna be the death of me one day.”

Fanfics

Should I start writing BTS fanfics on this blog? I've been taking a break since last year so my writing has got a little rusty but I feel like I wanna try again, I'm not really sure about it yet since I've been busy and had hit a massive writer's block, on top of that writing is not really an easy feat either, so let me know if you want me to?

Maladaptive daydreaming

Today I learned that my addiction with daydreaming and my habit of constantly daydreaming in order to fall asleep is a psychology disorder called maladaptive daydreaming. It is said to be caused by trauma. It usually serves as an escape from reality when things get too hard for me to manage and in doing so, I cultivated a hobby of writing stories and daydreaming on a daily basic. I also need to create these scenarios for me to actually fall asleep. If I clear these things out from my head and my head is clear, I won’t be able to fall asleep or get insomnia. I didn’t know that it was related to childhood trauma. Since I was young, this had been my way of coping with the reality. I escaped into this dream-like realm that I created in my head and immerse myself into it until I lose sense of reality and what is happening around me. I thought I was just too addicted to daydreaming.