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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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amour fou || kim taehyung (m)
“Are you going to keep trying to flatter me, or are you going to draw me?”
“As you wish, mademoiselle.”
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✎ pairing: artist!taehyung x female reader
✎ word count: 7.3k
✎ genre: smut, fluff, romance
✎ warnings: fingering, oral (f&m), unprotected sex, nude drawing, taehyung being the softest artist boy, and one very corny Titanic reference
✎ a/n: this can be read as part 21 of Collide or as a stand alone! If you don’t like smut, turn back now lmao
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“I’ll be right there…”
The words of Taehyung’s last text message hung heavy in the air with the weight of their promise, and you squinted at them in the dim light of the hotel room, reading over the last few lines of your conversation again, and trying to process what exactly had just happened.
Your head was still spinning from the formerly cold and aloof, artist-turned-friend-of-yours, Kim Taehyung’s, shocking admission that out of everything in Paris, nothing else inspired him quite like you. Not only that, he’d even gone so far as to call you breathtaking. He’d called you breathtaking? You’d re-read the message again and again, not quite sure that you could trust what your eyes were seeing right now. No one had ever said anything like that to you before, but you supposed that was because there had never been anyone else quite like Taehyung.
It had never occurred to you that you could possibly mean as much to him as he had come to mean to you over these last few months, and yet you found yourself wanting to believe his words. It felt almost like a hazy dream, and you half-expected to wake up back in your Seoul apartment alone once more. But then again, being in Paris with Taehyung at all had felt like a dream. Never in your wildest fantasies had you ever imagined you’d fall for someone like him, or that he’d become so important to you so suddenly, and yet, in such a short time, he was exactly that. Beyond that, he was everything.
Which was why when he’d mentioned that he wanted to draw you nude, you found yourself offering up your body before you even thought twice. It wasn’t, of course, until after you’d sent the text that you realized the full implications of what that meant. Taehyung was going to draw you… all of you. You would be naked in front of him, so completely vulnerable, almost in the same way he’d allowed himself to be with you, but in a whole different sense of the word.
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aubade.
↳ it was supposed to be one night—no more, no less.
◇ seokjin x reader ◇ smut | one night stand!au ◇ 9.9k [1/1]
⇢ aubade (n; oh-bahd): a poem or song, usually sung at dawn.
⇢ full summary: it was supposed to be one night—no more, no less. but when your city is hit with what newscasters are calling a once-in-a-lifetime storm and the blizzard of the century, you realize that mother nature isn’t going to let you leave that easily. and neither is kim seokjin.
notes: a jinfic? couldn’t be me! 🤣 this fic is weird and wacky and idk how i feel about it yet but it’s been in the works for far too long and it’s already jin day in some places so… here it is! hope you enjoy!!!
warnings: smutty smut. minimally edited. (soft)dom!jin, bit of spanking oops, bit of choking ooPS, just a lil touch of implied exhibitionism, jin cums on u (oops again), oral (m receiving), a good bit of emotional constipation on reader’s part, some truly terrible puns and even worse poems, lots of wacky cracky humor courtesy of mr. kim himself 🤷🏻♀️
Winter has arrived.
There’s no longer any doubt about it—no more oddly warm days during the week, and no more stubborn leaves clinging to skeletal black tree branches. The brisk air stings your cheeks and dries out your eyes, and every breath you take feels like you’ve just swallowed ice—the cold burning down your throat before you release it again in a puff of white that quickly disappears into the velvety night sky.
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