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stress reliever (m.)
pairing ⇢ kim line x reader
genre/warnings ⇢ smut | accidental voyerism | foursome | double penetration | anal | oral (f & m receiving) | toys | mxm | panty stuffing | cum eating | squirting | use of slut, whore, etc | pussy slapping? | unprotected sex | multiple orgasms | guys i’m c r y i n g while writing these warnings
words ⇢ 5k
summary ⇢ the boys have some creative ways to relieve stress
notes ⇢ MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! i don’t celebrate it but i saw a post about the kim line and i can assure you that I do celebrate that
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“Even if I’ve never seen your face, I feel as if my heart would still recognize yours.”
Taehyung, through all of his witty banter and drop-dead gorgeous sexiness that radiates literally everywhere, is such a romantic. The beginning of this story immediately hooked me, and I instantly was able to feel the complete whiplash and gut-sinking reality that wow...there was actually someone tearing his thoughts to shreds. Seeing the buildup of his and the reader’s relationship throughout the story was nice. You got to see her bluntness, the fact she was comfortable in herself and her opinions and didn’t let anyone steer her otherwise (the caveat being Tae of course😉)
From the conversations, especially the one where she explained the reason why she picked on him the most out of everyone, to the smut, to the ending that made my heart squish and sing, everything was so beautifully laid out and I couldn’t imagine a better ending. The thing that I admired the most though was how he was able to find himself and his voice with the encouragement of her, and I know that he can go far and begin learning how to express himself in many more powerful ways later on.
TL;DR: This fic was a masterpiece and I’m going to send this to my friend later so we can scream over this story together. Many cyber hugs and kisses to you!!!💕💕💕💕
Too Long; Didn’t Read (M) | KTH
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader | AU: College + Enemies to Lovers AU Genre: Comedy / Smut / Fluff Rating: Explicit / 18+ Summary: This is the story of how you trolled your way into Taehyung’s heart. Word Count: 11.4k CW: explicit sexual content (phone sex, nude photo/sexual video exchange, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, fingering, vibrator use) swearing / other (Y/N calls herself a bitch one time, Y/N and Tae make fun the other’s writing habits but really it’s just me making fun of myself, so don’t feel too offended for either of them lol) A/N: Commissioned by @a-leaf-inthewind. I hope you like it! 💚💚
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BUSINESS
Discussing business over drinks turns into a night you won’t forget.
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word count: 12.7k genre: smut [sub/dom threesome; cum play]
» Business 2
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People say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. If so, then maybe that’s what I am because I’ve come back to this story hundreds of times and it keeps getting better and better.
*****SPOILERS******
Before I read this story, I accidentally spoiled myself by quickly skimming through it to try to get a feel of what the story was about. And even though I ruined it by pausing at the elevator scene to figure out that Jimin was behind everything, I didn’t read all of it. But even so, reading this story thoroughly and in one sitting still made me feel so cold and manipulated. Even once I found out that Namjoon was, as you once phrased, the carrot to Jimin’s stick, it still made my jaw completely drop.
I’m not sure if I would’ve figured out that Jimin was behind this operation if I hadn’t spoiled myself, but even so, I’m happy that I took the time to go back and read with an open mind. Thank you so much for writing this!! And I’m so in love with your thriller fics as well. Let the Villian Win was and will forever be a masterpiece that keeps me shaking and one that I recommend everyone to read if they haven’t. Your Beastly Gods series is as well another favorite and I loved reading the asks that came through about it.
Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us!! I’ll forever be greatful for you and the joy you’ve brought to me!!!💕💕💕💕💕
Level of Restraint (M)
Pairings: Jimin x Reader, Namjoon x Reader, Taehyung x Reader Word Count: 13K Rating: M Genre: Thriller, smut, office AU, BDSM AU Warnings(contains spoilers): This story contains very dark themes and may not be suited to all readers, protected sex (vag+anal), threesome, double penetration, bondage (including partial suspension), dom/sub roles (reader is a sub), praise kink, mild degration, sensory deprivation, spanking, fingering, cum feeding, mild breathplay, sex toys, exhibitionism, voyeurism, discussion of safe word, Namjoon is a professional dom/sex worker, referenced discrimination of sex workers and those who participate in BDSM, public outing of sexual practices, inappropriate workplace relationships, referenced death of minor character, yandere character, misidentified sexual partner, manipulation, bribery, blackmail, implied stalking, violence.
Summary: As a co-founder of a consulting firm you can’t afford to be caught in a scandal. So flirting with your secretary, Jimin, would be out of the question. Giving your client’s son, Taehyung, a reference for a sexual partner would be reprehensible. And having regular paid BDSM sessions with your dominant, Namjoon? That would be a career ending disgrace. It’s too bad the only restraints in life you approve of are the cuffs that bind you to the bed, because there are those hiding in the dark waiting to take advantage.
A/N: A huge thank you to everyone who supported me while writing this story. It was hard not to question the level of darkness this tale descends to. In the end your assurances and aid are the only reason this fic made it to fruition. Upon reading you might notice several thematic references to the ‘Fall of the House of Usher,’ by Edgar Allan Poe and the Greek myth of Tantalus. They are two of my favourite tales, and together they greatly represent the darkened desires depicted in this oneshot.
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8:55 am KNJ: Good girl.
Your heart races upon receiving the response you’ve been waiting for all morning. The sender had requested proof that you were wearing his last minute gift, and you were happy to oblige with the lewd photo. Finally seeing his simple praise for your efforts makes you grin from ear to ear, as you enter the front door to your workplace’s building. The message will be enough to get you through the day, high on the thought of his praise while his present is wrapped tightly around your ribs. Though the garment may be confining, you’ll endure anything to receive those two simple words.
Reluctantly glancing up from your phone you look ahead to see the elevator closing.
“Hold the door!” You call out, making a run for it. Mercifully the gap between the doors widens allowing you to climb in before it begins the long haul up. Glancing over to your savoir, you find your secretary standing at the panel. “Thanks Jimin.”
“No problem,” he responds with a warm smile. “What floor do you need?” Joking as he pushes the button labelled 14.
You playfully shove his arm while trying to catch your breath. Had he left you down on the first floor there’s no telling how long it would be before the elevator returned. The building in which you work has been down to one lift for a couple days, with no promise of when the other will be fixed. It’s not a surprise really, ever since you moved into this complex three years ago you’ve been plagued with breakdowns and shotty utilities. Considering how opulent the tower is, with it’s gilded elevators and halls adorned in finery you expected better, but people often overlook flaws when they have something pleasant to stare at. Allowing the management to slack on some of the failings of the structure.
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Namjoon kisses with slow precision, eager to elicit quiet sounds from your mouth and you find yourself lost in his touch - almost forgetting about your exact location until a second set of lips ghosts across your throat.
“Don’t forget about me,” Taehyung whispers.
Gi!! Hi Gi!! It’s been a minute.
Ever since I read ‘Company’, I knew that you would be one writer that I completely adored. Writing is your weapon and each and every time you blow strikes to my chest that are welcomed with open arms. It feels easy reading a piece by you, each and every one of them different in nature, but they are all so uniquely you and they are all so beautiful.
One thing that I have always loved was your imagery. It feels like you can see the entire universe with the beautiful words you write, and this scene is no different:
You angle around to face Namjoon, only to discover his jaw slacked expression, eyes dark as they wander over your form with a peaked interest. A low heat simmers beneath your skin at the sudden attention and you can only imagine what it will feel like to have his hands roam over your body, to trail across the sensitive flesh as his mouth sucks kisses into your skin.
It’s so hot, so lustful, so seductive, and its one of those moments that settles deep in your skin because its a moment where you can tell that both of them want more and you depicted it so perfectly. I also really loved the chemistry between all three of them, and especially between Taehyung and Namjoon. The back and forth commentary, how Taehyung leads easily and Namjoon picks up and follows through perfectly. Though I really liked this scene:
“What do you think, Joon? Is there something you want?”
Namjoon stares down through hooded eyes, a feral hunger radiating amidst dark orbs and he swallows. “Can I eat you out?”
I think it’s just because throughout the heat and intensity of it all, there’s still a bit of innocence and unsureness and respectfulness in Namjoon’s words because of the situation that they are in, and I think that’s it’s a perfect show of his personality within this story. And finally the ending:
Taehyung offers a smile and shifts a hand through your damp hair, carding back any lose strands before curving an arm around your waist. This - it is familiar, pleasant but you find yourself humming in content when a second arm comes to settle a little below your boyfriend’s, Namjoon slotting in behind you, lips soft as he places a chaste kiss to your shoulder.
“Sleep,” Taehyung rumbles, “we’ll talk tomorrow.”
You feel Namjoon nod and it is there you allow yourself to drift into sleep, knowing that come tomorrow a discussion will need to be had but some part of you knows it will not be an unpleasant one.
It’s such a nice and soft cool-down from all of the previous events and I think you wrapped it up perfectly. I wish I was able to have her life because honestly, I stopped counting how many orgasms she had after the fourth and just let everything sink in and it was just beautiful. Taehyung and the main character have such a nice relationship. It’s fluid and the level of trust along with it is so nice to see. I think Namjoon being in the mix will strengthen things further between all of them, so I’m wishing these characters the best.
Thank you so much Gi for being a writer that I’ll look up to. Your stories have always brought me comfort, and I can’t wait to read more of your works. Also sorry for this being so long, but I’m sending you lots and lots of love.💕💕💕💕
hickory (m)
A simple ménage à trois. ∟ alternatively, you and your boyfriend, Taehyung, extend an invitation to your friend Namjoon to join you two for a night of fun.
─ pairing: Namjoon x Reader x Taehyung
─ genre: smut
─ warnings: explicit sex, exhibitionism, semipublic foreplay, unprotected sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, vibrator, double penetration (vaginal and oral), light bondage, spanking, oral (f. and m. recieving), dirty talk, praise kink, creampie, light hair pulling, masturbation, shower sex, aftercare
─ word count: 10.2k+
a/n: i was fireheart-namjoon/koyapuff
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He was selfish, he’d admit it. Taehyung wanted you here for as long as he could possibly have you.
Wow....so the angst train came early huh? I feel like I have to catch my breath because....WOOOWWW you know?
This probably doesn't make any sense right now and I'm sorry, but I'm just utterly in shock and amazed by how you were able to fit in these emotions in just this first part.
So instead of telling you he loved you, Taehyung whispered it in the safety of the guest bedroom, where the only person who could hear it was himself.
This part right here hurt! I know that this is only the first part and there’s still so much to be uncovered but this was sooo good. And I can't wait to read more. Hopefully, soon I can binge this and come back to tell you everything because I feel like this story is one that I will never want to put down. Especially now when I kind of have to so I can go back and do my work, but I will forever send you my love Vic💕💕💕💕
the things i couldn’t say to you.
pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: actor!taehyung, lingerie model!reader, exes!au, pining!au, romance, angst, smut rating: mature; 18+ summary: despite you ending things almost a year ago, you and taehyung’s paths keep crossing. maybe both of you are already in too deep.
warnings: insecurities, explicit smut, alcohol
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At least Taehyung knew it wasn’t the sex that was incompatible.
Not when your body was quivering underneath him like this. Not when you were whimpering his name to the point of near incoherency. Not when you gripped the sheets so tightly that your knuckles turned white. Not when your face was flushed red and your breaths came out in heavy pants.
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Dating Taehyung is like having the keys to the world’s most luxurious sports car and never getting the chance to drive.
By now, you are way past ready to go for a ride.
Okay, so I know that at the top of your story you put, verbatim: "please don’t look for redeeming value here" but, do you honestly expect me not to when you write the way you write and make me feel the things I feel, Ana?
I feel like by now, we’ve established this relationship of me screaming and loving you and wondering if you could ever take my breath away even more, and you doing just that. It’s amazing really, and right now my brain is just tired of trying to comprehend how you are able to just...be you. Your mind and things that are within it are so wonderful. Almost as if it’s just glitter and golden stars circulating throughout. That would make a lot of sense really, in my opinion.
Taehyung in this story is so hot. The amount of detail, even though subtle, was so vivid due to the practicality of your word choice and syntax. It’s incredible how much detail and imagery you were able to pack in this because it felt like a full-blown movie.
Taehyung looks flawless every time you see him -- of course -- but today he somehow manages to look even more handsome than usual. His lightweight cream shirt hugs his trim chest but not too tight and his slacks hug his sculpted ass but not too much. His dark, wavy hair is just long enough to fall into his eyes.
He catches you staring at the way the sun plays off his face and you flush, looking away -- but not before you catch the hint of a smile.
Honestly, he makes me sick! Especially when he did this too:
“Well, downstairs you all but demanded I take my pants off,” he laughs. “So where is that energy now, huh?”
Again...Sickening! I love it. I love him. And I’m sending my love to you as always.
Thank you so much Ana for this! I also realized that I have the leverage to get my friend back after all the things she sent me tonight. So, in light of the story, I’m saying screw equality just this once and sending this to her to hopefully ruin/make her night. Thank you oh so very much Ana. My heart is yours!😘💕
just a taste | kth x reader
summary: he’s hot. he’s considerate. he’s refusing to make a move. weeks of sexual frustration come to a head at a wine tasting and – this is going to shock NO ONE – smut ensues.
pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 2.9K
rating: 18+ genre: smut, PWP, that’s pretty much it please don’t look for redeeming value here warnings: considerate!tae, welldressed!tae, massivedick!tae, sexuallyfrustrated!reader, protected sex, oral (m/f)
A/N: hey guys! so this fic is part of “the summer bucketlist” collaboration. the rules: pick a summer activity and smut it up. so here we are – my prompt was for a wine tasting and the member i wrote for is the insanely handsome and charming kim taehyung. i hope you guys enjoy!
beta read by the amazing @hobi-gif because apparently i am incapable of writing a grocery list without her approval. hope, i’d be lost without you xoxo
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Wine is not your jam.
You can never taste cherries or oak or whatever other bullshit people swear they’re tasting when they drink wine. You pretend you do, of course – because you’d much rather fake it than look unsophisticated in front of the cardigan-wearing cork-sniffing crowd.
On any given day, you’d be much happier drinking a beer.
But that doesn’t stop you from changing your tune the moment Taehyung calls. When he asks if you’d be interested in going to a wine tasting, you damned near fall over yourself at the chance.
Because you might not like wine, but you sure as hell like Taehyung.
And one little white – or red – lie isn’t gonna hurt anyone.
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“So why didn’t you tell me about your problem with sex?”
Briiiiiii!
I actually didn't mean to read this fic so early in the morning. I was going to wait until later today after I finished my work and had time to relax, but I was greedy and wanted to read it now, and so now I'm here. Laying in bed and just thinking about how amazing this was.
The dialogue, the witty texts, the smut scene that was just...WOW. And the ending?!?!?!? I would have felt so embarrassed omg!!! But everything felt so nice and good to read, and I'm really happy that I read this now. Even though this was written almost five years ago, your writing feels so timeless. It's something that I can enjoy no matter what, and I'm so glad to have found such an amazing artist.
Thank you so much for this, Bri. I hope that you've been well. I'm sending you lots and lots of love.😘💕💜💕💜
Keep Your Chin Up (M)
Based on this request ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
Nobody’s ever been able to get you off, including yourself, and you’re really starting to think sex is overrated until your best friend changes your mind.
Word Count: 5,646 Warning(s): Language, smut, faCE RIDING!!1!
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In his head, you were still the mischievous imp from his childhood. Every prank he played was directed at the fierce little fiend with braids and braces who’d knocked him and his date into the university fountain while experimenting with her friend’s skateboard.
But she was gone… and in her place was something far more dangerous.
A woman.
[Can I just say how much I laughed when I got here, but wow is this also powerful. It’s like what I say almost every day: a woman can do everything a man can do but better and in heels]
Vi!
I knew when I read the preview of this story that this would be good, but I didn’t think that this good. Admittedly, I was drinking wine when I read this last night, but I completely forgot about it like not even five thousand words into the story.
Oh gosh, I just really loved the main characters in this story. I read that someone compared the bantering to a chess match, and that’s honestly a perfect way to describe their relationship at the start. They both had their reasons to want to be at the top, and watching all of the dirty plays they did to make sure they weren’t inferior was entertaining to say the least. You begin to see though that they loosen up a bit, albeit slowly, and their teasing tricks and ways began to shift in….another manner. Also, through this, you start to see the slight cracks in their behavior, how you see how during night one, Taehyung said that he desired her and the next night the main character felt jealously creeping up on her and that maybe they aren’t so different after all. That maybe the hate they showed each other was really just a shield for how much they actually were attracted to one another. I dont know, I just thought that was really nice to note.
And, can I also add when it got to the earring, but more specifically this part:
If you concentrated hard enough, you could almost pretend that this wasn’t one of the most erotic moments of your life.
You could almost pretend that it meant nothing.
Why was this so painful? Why did I almost choke on my own breath because even though the situation was a mix of amusing and steamy, you just had to add that one line that made me go WELP! (But then you added this headline:
PARK ANGEL TOPS KIM TAEHYUNG’S CHRISTMAS TREE
And it made things a bit better. I chortled at this one)
The scene at the cafe was nice. It was a moment where you see their emotions come to the surface more, and you can tell how much they care about each other.
It would be so easy to care for you.
I screamed in my head at this line. Oh, and this:
“Hey,” he whispered, tipping your chin up till your gazes met, “no one thinks you’re a liability. And even if you are capable, no one should have to fight their own battles all the time—especially when they’re emotionally compromised…” His thumb gently brushed away the small tear that escaped down the curve of your cheek. “That’s the benefit of having people who care about you.”
These were honestly the sweetest and the most inspiring and comforting words I’ve read. I still sigh whenever I read over this because it’s so good, and they were words that I needed to hear (well, technically read but whatevs😂)
When it got to the third ball, I loved this conversation sooo much:
“There are so many sexy vampires in popular culture, but you just had to lump me in with the creepy bald one…”
You shrugged playfully.
“I wouldn’t want you to think I was going soft.”
A wicked grin danced over your lips as you strolled past him regally—just as you had many times before…
This time, however, he let his eyes linger a little longer on the view.
Lord have mercy.
“Of course not,” he coughed.
I mean, they still show some of their teasing ways, but this time it’s more gentle. More human and relaxed rather than out of animosity. I just...GAHHH! You know?
Ah, and this part:
Kim Taehyung was one of the wealthiest men in the city…
But he didn’t need to buy your heart.
It had always been his, even if you didn’t want to admit it.
I was simultaneously covering my mouth with my hand and mentally slamming my head on a table because this is what got me. UGH!! VI!!! OMG
Another thing that I enjoyed seeing were that the pictures became one thing they looked forward to at the end of the night. Their walls have come almost all the way down, and Tae also changed the main character’s contact name to just ‘Angel’. And with emojis too so it’s real!!!
I was laughing the entire time Jimin came over and was yelling at Tae to come down or else he would climb the trellis:
“It’s not the maid! I’d know that raggedy mop of his anywhere!”
I was on the floor, and this had me rolling:
“Things have… escalated a bit.”
“Escalated how?”
I licked her tit in the back of a limo.
“Physically.”
And then the awaited fourth night where everything came to a head. The way Taehyung thought that even though there were lots of sparkly lights around, “You were breathtaking.” really caught my attention this time because they were basically out in the open and he wasn’t holding back at this point. The way he was so forward with how he felt, the whole “we are not the same” (I was cracking up at this), the table scene (which I could write an entire essay on this, but this document that I’m writing in is already on the fourth page, so we’ll save that for another time), and-
Okay. I really don’t talk about this as much because I know that it can sometimes be awkward to talk about sex scenes (which it shouldn't be), but it was passionate and heartfelt even though Tae was literally breaking her back like a glowstick. And with mirrors to top it off?!?!!? Yeah, I’m tapping out.
Thank you so much Vi for writing such an amazing story. This brought me so much happiness this season, and this is honestly one of the longest, if not the longest reviews I’ve written for someone, so thank you for that. Truly (but also sorry that this is so long). I think know that this story will be one that I will remember forever and always smile about (I should send this to one of my friends). Anyway, I hope that you have a wonderful holiday season and that the new year brings you lots of joy, Vi. I’m sending you lots and lots of love💕
All I Want For Christmas is You
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Female Reader
Summary: When Park Jimin is unable to escort his precious sister through the gauntlet of corporate holiday galas, he blackmails his best friend Taehyung into being her chaperone. After all, who better to safeguard his headstrong sibling than a man who would never want her for himself? (She and Tae have spent the better part of a decade mutually disliking each other, and that’s putting it mildly.) Yet, even the best laid plans may go awry at Christmas and Kim Taehyung is about to discover that the girl he never wanted has become a temptation he cannot resist…
Genre (Tropes): Brother’s Best Friend (Reader is Jimin’s Sister) • Enemies-to-Lovers
Collab: This work is part of the Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tropes Collab featuring original holiday themed works by @ppersonna • @xjoonchildx • @underthejoon • @yeojaa • @untaemedqueen • and @snackhobi
Word Count: 17K (I know—I am shocked too honestly)
Rating: Explicit (18+)
Warnings: suggestive photographs • mention of accidentally being hit with a baseball • hints of jealousy and possessiveness • light tit slapping • explicit sexual content • m/f oral sex • consensual unprotected sex (shield it before you yield it y’all) • Viola’s mirror kink makes yet another appearance •
Acknowledgements:
To @ppersonna (Lindy) @underthejoon (Fal) and @xjoonchildx (Ana) you guys are my heart. Your support, willingness to read (and re-read) and give honest feedback made this fic special. Your friendship is my daily dose of awesome. Truly, I love you.
To @untaemedqueen (D) all of the above applies to you, but I owe you a little something extra for the LITERAL HOURS you spent in the doc with me. This fic would not be here without you. You kept me moving. You inspired me. You were amazing. Thank you so very much. This story is lovingly dedicated to you.
To @hobi-gif for being the most thorough and incredible beta reader and for having all the important girl chats with me. I think you learned more about my past than you wanted… Either way you made this story better and I am profoundly grateful for the hours of time you spent. I have removed all the Hope-No-No words in your honor.
To @lemonjoonah as always, you knew EXACTLY what I needed to tweak to make this story work. (Gotta pass that Lemon Litmus Test or no dice lol.) My lovely soul twin. You’re a bloomin’ rockstar.
Please Picture This Taehyung:
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“Yes. Because you absolutely owe me.”
“Then send me a bill, not your unmanageable harpy of a sister.”
Jimin raised a single unimpressed brow.
“Kim Taehyung. It was exactly five years ago today that I carried your drunken naked ass two miles in the rain after you set your clothes on fire and sprained your ankle at that Beta Phi party.” He paused dramatically. “Do you remember what you said to me that night? After I deleted several pictures off phones and paid off half the party to keep it out of the papers?”
The man in question shifted uncomfortably.
“That incident is a bit hazy in my memory. I’m not sure I recall—”
“Jiminie—you’re the best and I—I owe… you. I owe you the most, Jiminie. I do—I owe you a favor—one BIG favor—anything you ask… Even though… I actually like being naked. I don’t think we need clothes. We should all be naked. Everyone. Then there would be world peace.”
Taehyung’s jaw dropped.
“You RECORDED IT?!”
Jimin grinned, sliding his phone back into his pocket.
“Naturally. And I had it all ready to go—just in case you needed extra convincing.” He crossed his arms and fixed his best friend of nearly fifteen years with a triumphant smirk. “I’m calling in that favor today, Taehyung. Now are you a man of your word or not?”
“He did WHAT?!”
Your mother winced.
“Jimin was… uncomfortable leaving you alone for the holiday season. He normally accompanies you to the galas but this year—”
“This year I was going to go alone and finally build my reputation as an asset to this family!”
Park Soomin sighed as she watched her daughter pace fiercely around the living room of their luxury suite.
“No one doubts that you’re an asset, but… in light of recent events…”
Rage and embarrassment flared up in your chest before you could stop them.
“This is about Milo… isn’t it?”
The silence that greeted your statement was confirmation enough.
“Are you ever going to trust me again?” you whispered.
“Oh sweetheart… it isn’t you we don’t trust…”
Tears burned at the corner of your eyes, but you ruthlessly blinked them back.
You would play along with their humiliating schemes.
For now.
“So which one of Jimin’s Ivy League brat pack did he blackmail into babysitting me?
For the first time in the entirety of the conversation, your mother looked truly nervous.
“Kim Taehyung.”
You tripped over your own feet and face-planted into the sofa.
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[I think a tear just fell…]
Have you ever been so sore that you don’t know what to do with yourself? Well yeah, that's me right now. (I am so sorry. This sounds like both the beginning of an infomercial and an early 2000s movie...😷)
Anyway, during this moment of tragedy, I've decided to read this for comfort. And this….this gave me double that.
The way you introduced Taehyung was so good. He’s definitely a charmer and someone anyone would get a crush on. He’s like your work husband, but in this case, the relationship that you established between your main characters was a lot more entertaining. (Also, can I just say that the stairwell scene made me so incredibly nervous?!? I thought that Namjoon was going to accidentally pop in, or at the very least, hear something. Poor him. This is literally the epitome of those “We are not the same” scenarios lmao!)
Okay. I'm going to send this to my friend to make/ruin her night, and so we can be in pain together. Thank you, Ashley! This really made my night. I'm sending you my love.
good girl | kth
summary⇢ you don’t really know much about kim taehyung. what you do know is that he’s your handsome coworker and that, since you just accidentally sent him a nude, you’re good and royally fucked. pairing⇢ taehyung/reader word count⇢ 3.5k rating⇢ 18+ genre⇢ smut | office!au warnings⇢ sexual content, pwp, dom!tae, taehyung wearing ties and glasses and just basically looking like a whole entire all-you-can-eat buffet, rough sex, cumplay, hair pulling, panty stuffing, improper tie use, i have no excuse for any of this except i was thoroughly in my feelings 😔
a/n⇢ maybe one day i’ll expand on this and make it an actual thing but right now i have no!!!patience for any sort of plot, i gotta get this outta my system 😭i apologize for this 😭mood is this song 😭
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—pour up. (m)
⟶ pairing: jungkook x reader x taehyung
⟶ genre: fuckboy!jungkook / fuckboy!taehyung + smut
⟶ words: 14,048 (idk how it’s literally just smut)
⟶ rating: 18+
⟶ summary: sleeping with both notorious frat boys kim taehyung and jeon jungkook doesn’t sound so bad ━ especially when you’re drunk and faded.
⟶ warnings: mentions of drug/alcohol use, essentially pwp lol, threesome, double penetration, voyeurism, messy rough sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dry humping, manhandling, doggy style, riding (sort of?), fingering, oral sex (f and m receiving), face riding, face fucking, deepthroating, breast play, slight begging (mostly oc making jungkook beg hehe), brief name calling, dirty talking, unprotected sex, creampie
⟶ note: this is a repost of a fic from my old blog! also shout out to miss jlin @bratkook for being the sweetest and for liking this trashy fic of mine, and a happy early birthday present to @onherwings miss juno, the resident taekook lover!! 💛
also the accompanying song to this fic is pour up by dean!
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“Maybe…” He hums, resting his chin on your shoulder. “But you smell like one in particular and I happened to notice that your clothes are gone. Or are those two things unrelated?”
Okay so, this literally took me two weeks to get out (because of both school and then Harry Potter), and I’m so glad that I can share my thoughts with you about this story, Mel.
I've always had a particular liking for stories that start off with action. I'm not sure why, but it's very captivating and it draws you in really quickly without much time to orient yourself. But in the cases that I’m referring to, they have always been fast-paced and action-packed (though this story does have quite a lot of action in a different sense). It keeps your heart beating and your mind racing to keep up, but one thing that I like about Cobalt Blue is that even though a lot is going on during the first few moments, there's still a lot of beauty that’s being captured in the room. From the types of paint, the canvases (the little nod to Namjoons painting was warming), and also just looking outside of that, your writing in as a whole is just so beautifully constructed. For example, even though the main character was panicked, there was a part that I really enjoyed reading:
Speaking of the course of one’s life, you are not ready to die of cobalt poisoning just yet; slowly withering away like the cornflowers on the roadside verge behind your grandmother’s house, rich pigment seeping through your skin to taint your blood.
I’m not sure why, but it just felt like a cool down. It is almost like a moment where you’re taken outside of a frantic space and being plopped into another where everything is just slow and picturesque and vivid. I also liked the moment when she is looking at Taehyung’s workspace and sees a sketch of herself and thinks, “How much of it is really you, and how much of it is the artist’s interpretation?”. Again, I’m not sure why, but it made me pause in reading this for a few moments just to stop and think and to look outside of myself.
I’m not the best at analyzing art, but I feel that your own art pieces and writing go hand in hand, and they seem to feed off of one another. In my opinion, you draw what you feel like cannot be expressed in words, and you write what cannot be expressed fully through paintings. And even though this story has a lot of smut, there’s still so much that could be said about the characters. Jungkook, for instance. He’s cute. Good. Thorough. Mindful and artistic. To be honest, you explained him better than I ever could:
You know him as a man of few words, carefully assembling his feelings before speaking. It’s not that he’s shy, per se — just thoughtful in the way he expresses himself.
With Taehyung though, you feel a shift. It's not a bad one, just noticeable. Where Jungkook feels light and airy, Taehyung feels broad and takes up the entire room in this story. And I think that's why it made imagining everything during the smut (or should I just say flat-out sex scene??) oh so heightened and electric. And the main character. I love her. She's so powerful and witty and a little bit sassy during the entirety of this story and I adore her.
Thank you so much Melissa for writing this! I genuinely loved reading this story, and I can’t wait to read more of your works and continue seeing more of your art pieces on my timeline. Sending you much much love💕
Cobalt blue
↠ PAIRING: KTH x reader x JJK
↠ WORDS: 11.3K
↠ GENRE: smut, artist (painter) au
↠ RATING: explicit (18+)
↠ SYNOPSIS: you ask Jungkook to draw you like one of his French girls.
↠ WARNINGS: pwp, m x f x m threesome, soft power dynamics (sub/switch!Jungkook, switch!Reader, dom!Taehyung), voyeurism, exhibitionism, oral (f and m receiving), pussy worshipping (sorta?), drawing of specific body parts (yes it’s pussy), fingering, handjob, unprotected sex, (wrap it before you tap it!), dirty talk, mild overstimulation, orgasm denial, marking (hickeys, nail marks), choking, noona kink, praise, Jungkook is a bit bratty but also a good boy, creampie, cumplay, longhaired!Jungkook and black perm!Taehyung because they live in my mind rent free, RIP Namjoon’s couch
↠ A/N: this really got away from me and somehow ended up being over 10K. Shoutout to @hesperantha and @wwilloww for their endless support and help as my beta readers for this fic. Please check them out if you want to read some wonderful writing!
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“Shit!”
You look down, wide-eyed, at the blue goo seeping into your white cable-knit sweater. It drips all over your hands and trickles down the front of your pants.
Realising you’re still holding the glass jar you somehow managed to save from shattering to pieces — cobalt blue scribbled in messy handwriting on the sticker — you hastily put it back in its place, cursing both your clumsiness and Taehyung’s science experiments in what he calls “the search for van Gogh’s soul”.
Disgruntled, you look at the potpourri of pots and jars filled with colourful paint. You bet the post-impressionists did know how to tighten a lid.
A blue blob runs down your wrist and you watch how your sleeve soaks it up eagerly. The thought of having to wring van Gogh’s spirit out of your sogged sweater makes you wince — the poor man has been through enough already during his days on earth, and your recklessness just might have made the afterlife a whole lot worse.
Speaking of the course of one’s life, you are not ready to die of cobalt poisoning just yet; slowly withering away like the cornflowers on the roadside verge behind your grandmother’s house, rich pigment seeping through your skin to taint your blood.
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Love can be without limitation
When I first heard that you were writing Sh. last year on Discord, I honestly didn’t know what to expect from it. Would it simply be about a group of friends who, throughout the story, end up having and establishing romantic relationships between them during quarantine as a means to cope? Or, would it be something else, something more? To me, it did become something more than that, and I could already see the potential that you have brought to this story ever since I read the first chapter.
You know, over the past year or so (holy shit, has it already been a year?) of me more actively engaging in reading fics, I realized that there is a wildly intimate bond between author and reader. Us readers trust authors to take care of us in some way the second we press “follow” or just so happen to read their stories if they come across our timeline (it’s like what came first, the chicken or the egg?), anyways, we trust authors because, in some shape or form, we have leaned toward them because, in a sense, we feel like they’re going to comfort us in some way. Be an escape from the harsh realities of the world at some moment in time (but you, my dear, just so happen to be a mirror and reflect those things back to me, and it’s a blessing and a curse. But, I'll get to that later), but it’s all because in some ways, we are similar. It’s like survival of the fittest and the notion of how we as humans are innately drawn to those who are like us as a means of safety because deep down, we only have ourselves to trust, which is why you don’t really see people reading everything that this site/world holds. I’m not really sure what it’s like from an author’s point of view so I don’t want to speak over you, but I think that this entire thing is beautiful in that sense, and I’ll be forever grateful that my soul has led me to you, Willow, and that in some way, you have been fit to nourish and help me mend any part of me that needs a little bit of loving.
I feel certain stories are read best during certain times of the day, just like how you may have specific playlists made for a particular mood you're in or for a specific situation. For this chapter specifically, it felt better to read at night. Mainly because it was a little past midnight and I had taken a nap earlier which my circadium rhythym a bit wonky, so I was like ‘what the hell?’. It was dark, and the vibes were nice. I was back home for break, and I could finally use my diffuser that I got not too long ago, so everything just felt good and perfect, and my stomach got butterflies because I felt so relaxed. While I was reading this, everything felt so clear and vivid. Dark black and blue and white but vivid behind my eyelids while I read this. This was honestly one of my favorite parts of this series.
However, I didn’t expect this chapter to leave me feeling so raw and vulnerable at 2 am. I mean, for one, the main character and Yoongi were pretty raw, if I do say so myself. But it was the pillow-talk that came afterward. The notion of keeping yourself “so tightly together” for an ounce of control (over myself or just life in general) that made me go...fuck...because I knew that this was going to tap at a particular part of me, and as I expected, it did. And I’m glad that it did. I’m so glad. Feelings were being reflected toward me, some that I didnt even know that could be mapped onto me until you wrote about it, and I'm just happy that I had a chance to read those parts (I would highlight all of the sections that got me, but when I came back to edit, I realized that my document is already on page 3 lol, and I would also like to do a little more self-reflecting before I completely write to you about it💜)
I love the fact that the main character is surrounded by friends who truly care for her and take care of her. Whether it's the form of pleasuring her body or taking care of her mind, I'm just happy that she has friends who are so genuine and heartfelt and who are intuitive and pay attention to her and her needs, even when she doesn't exactly know what she might need at that point.
Yoongi is funny, hot, gentle, and calm, but he brews quite a storm in terms of intimacy. He’s gentle with how he talks to the main character, but his words are sharp, and they hold weight because he cares. Taehyung, too, is someone who I admire a lot now because of this chapter. He’s incredibly funny and charming (the part when he texts ‘I forgot how loud you are when you orgasm’ made me laugh because of the timing). Blatant and bold about his affections and the type to make you blush because of how exposing he can be just by his words, he, too, is also very comforting. His talk to her is something that I’ll forever cherish because a lot of what was said could be mapped onto me. It gave me a reason to think more about my affections and how I express love, and I also love how you used snow as a sort of blank space. A new start to the main character’s journey, and I’m so excited to see where this all goes for her. I’m rooting for her so much, and again, I’m really glad that she has people like Yoongi and Taehyung and the others in her life as well to help her. The character growth and introspection shown through the entirety of this series is phenomenal, and I’m so so grateful that I can read a story like this.
Thank you so much, Willow. You continue to surprise me each and every time I read something of yours because I’m just like ‘how can a piece of writing be this good?!’ My eyes feel undeserving, but I’m thankful for you and for you sharing your writing with us. I adore you. Also, officially, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! ILY!!!!💕
sh. | ot7 | chapter five
PAIRING ot7 x reader
RATING Explicit.
GENRE smut. fluff. angst. nonidol au. wildnerness au. roommates au. friends to lovers.
SUMMARY Six months of quarantine have kept you apart. Somehow the distance sparks something new in each of you: questions, unfinished conversations, threads once chased now left cold. So when your roommate invites you to come with him to a mysterious house in the mountains with your friends, how could you even think of saying no?
WC 8k
WARNINGS AND TAGS protected sex. friends with benefits relationship. dirty talk. power play dynamics. angst. semi-public nudity. mentions of open relationship. sexting. reckoning with feelings. talk of alcohol use.
AN: One million bazillion thanks to the best beta and geologist out there, @hesperantha. Everyday I think to myself, how the fuck would this series exist without this magical lady? And every day I am thankful for her beautiful existence.
Also, if you haven’t seen /the trailer, you might wanna check it out. Just because I had a lot of fun making it and it was super fun to visualize the characters and their tiny little world.
Going forward, you can read with they/them pronouns by navigating to the series m.list and reading from there.
That said, LETS JUMP IN!
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《“It’s not living, if it’s not with you.”》
Ah, we finally come to this part.
If I'm being completely honest, the thought of them having sex never really crossed my mind. Maybe it's because, well, the main character is dead (?), but also perhaps it's because of the way you wrote their relationship, the main character and Taehyung's. Time and time again, there was a lot of focus on them just being present with one another, beside each other, in whatever the case might have been. From cooking in the kitchen to watching movies, dancing with each other, and even more impactful moments where there was just so much love and admiration felt and shared between the two, it felt hard to breathe. And I think it was those moments that made me go, "yeah, I'm okay with just this,". So, when the events in the latter half of the chapter happened, it was safe to say that I was pleasantly surprised.
Getting there wasn't easy though.
We pick up where we left off when it comes to the main character and Taehyung. There's a lot of distance between the two, physical and emotional alike, and one thing that I really liked about how you wrote this chapter was the way you connected it to the "pull" inside of her.
This pull has been present since the beginning of the series, keeping her locked inside her home and never allowing her to stray. But the moment Taehyung comes shifts the rules/capacities of her limits and capabilities, and you see as time goes on how much he has affected her until it comes to a pinnacle at this moment.
The pull that she feels in her chest is almost like a tether, keeping her close to him. There was distance between the two, both physical and emotional, and the fact that they had their argument didn't help ease the strain of it.
When she makes her way out of the house and goes across the street, it's almost like that force is pulling her towards him, getting stronger and stronger until finally, it eases (if not only a little) when Taehyung finally comes to answer the door. Like a rubber band relaxing back to its natural state. It was a beautiful moment for me because this is where you also see the conversion of that pull into something more. Something human, like the feeling of butterflies fluttering in your stomach and sometimes in your heart.
(Also… I, too, am wondering what Yoongi meant with that sentence after he opened the door....)
And then this part:
And suddenly his hand is on your arm. It’s warm, and your worlds stop turning.
….
“I don’t know what this is. I don’t know what this means. And I don’t know what this could be.” His voice grows smaller, and a little uncertain, while his eyes are now locked onto his hand that hasn’t moved from your arm one inch.“ But I want it. I want you, in whatever way there is. In whatever way, you’ll have me.”
….
You hold out your hand to him, and with wonder in his eyes he takes it and intertwines your fingers with his, marvelling at the way your hand fits into his perfectly, as if it’s the only place it was meant to be.
*I won’t say anything about this because just reading it and feeling the emotions is enough. But, it feels like in a way, they're both making each other live, hence the quote I highlighted above. And I'm just in love with the way you wrote their love*
Also, the way you wrote the love-making scene?!?
Each kiss, each gentle caress of lips and tongues accelerates the fire that burns inside you.
Each sound, each stuttering breath, each whispered name, each moan, and each whimper that leaves one of your mouths a testament of the love that fills the room.
Oh! I have butterflies.
I think that the fade to black was an excellent choice because it felt full in knowing that they were able to be with each other so intimately and in a way they both wanted. Everything about this part was just so beautiful and captivating, and I just- UGH!!!!!
We also both know that I’ve already read the next chapter, so I can’t wait to write to you fully about it. But it also kinda sucks knowing that there’s only two more chapters left for me to come crying to you about. I’m going to really miss this series. Thank you for writing a series that makes me want to miss it, August. I’m forever sending you my love (both through these review love letters and DMs, and just anywhere else possible)💕
my tears ricocet #9 | kth
#9 it’s not living (if it’s not with you)
word count: 2008 words
series: my tears ricochet [masterlist]
summary: you wonder, if he plans to come back at all
pairing: ghost!reader x taehyung
genre: ghost!AU, roommate!AU, fluff / angst / crack
warnings for this series: (still kinda) sfw // it’s a ghost story, so death will be touched upon // questionable ghost mythology // language (curse words)
chapter warnings: suggestive/suggested mature content, it’s implicit and basically a fade to black, but spoiler alert, there’s implicit boinking, alcohol is being drunk by a moping Taehyung (not the best coping mechanism.)
beta read by @snackhobi (THANK YOU!!! And sorry, for objecting you to my punctuation…but seriously thank you. <3)
A/N: This chapter’s title comes from a The 1975 song, so this is for you Hana (@cutechim), because I wouldn’t have rediscovered them, if it wasn’t for you, and their music has been a big source of inspiration. (ALSO the biggest Thank You from the bottom of my heart for all your kind words and your encouragement and support.) <3
Also: This is it. We made it through the worst of the angst (I think…) Get ready for some cheese and fluff after this (for a minute at least).
#8 at least one of us is living – #10 no, i’m not a snack at all (look baby i’m the whole damn meal)
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It’s been weeks and Taehyung still hasn’t come home.
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Hickory (m)
A simple ménage à trois. ∟ alternatively, you and your boyfriend, Taehyung, extend an invitation to your friend Namjoon to join you two for a night of fun.
─ pairing: Namjoon x Reader x Taehyung
─ genre: smut
─ warnings: explicit sex, exhibitionism, semipublic foreplay, unprotected sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, vibrator, double penetration (vaginal and oral), light bondage, spanking, oral (f. and m. recieving), dirty talk, praise kink, creampie, light hair pulling, masturbation, shower sex, aftercare
─ word count: 10.2k+
a/n: i’ve finally finished this fic after months of promises so i’m really sorry for the long wait but i hope you enjoy it! also, i’d like to dedicate this fic to @taekkken - please accept this gift of sin ♡
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more than us (m) | kth
↣ pairing | taehyung x reader
↣ word count | 11.3k
↣ genre | college au. roommate au. fluff. smut.
↣ warnings | explicit language and sexual content. unprotected sex (pls use condoms), oral sex (f receiving), light choking, mild dirty talk, some hair pulling, spanking, taehyung’s magnum badonk.
↣ summary | Taehyung had always been the common thread in the capsule of your memories, your best friend until the very end. But the thoughts had always lingered; could the two of you ever be more than this?
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This was a request and if you’d like to see your own come to life, please shoot me an ask, here. They’re always welcome and greatly appreciated! :)
You’re painfully aware of Irene’s gawking, uncomfortable stare as Taehyung nonchalantly plants his plump lips against your temple. If it wasn’t eight in the morning, you might have even protested, but the warmth of Taehyung’s arms around your body has you in a lull, a sort of zombified state of mind. He tucks a stray piece of your loose bun behind your ear, taking you into his fullest capabilities as he pulls you in again. You can almost trace the very prominent vein that runs along his full right arm. You wonder how you’ve not noticed he’s been working out lately. The sun barely peeks through the drawn curtains leaving the living room space warm, in a shade of amber that turns his brown locks, gold. It doesn’t help move you away from that early morning haze, your thoughts almost abandoning the very prominent acknowledgement of Irene’s appalled presence. If Taehyung notices your classmate merely inches away with her mouth hanging open and arms crossed, he doesn’t say anything about it. He simply retracts from your hug, your arms automatically wrapping around yourself in hopes of preserving any shred of loss from his warmth. Your head follows Taehyung as he stops towards the kitchen counter to pick up the bagged lunch you’ve prepared for him, and you can’t help stifle a laugh when you catch Irene doing the same. Even though classes for him start much later in the day, his leaving this early is a fairly common occurrence for the young photographer; he had always seemed to have found something new to gaze at in his viewfinder with morning hikes. As he pivots towards the door, the chiselled expanse that is Taehyung’s right shoulder unintentionally brushes against the pointed corner of Irene’s baby blue blazer and the scoff she lets out signals that she is more than vexed. He places his hand on the doorknob before turning around, his gaze settling on the far distance between the door to you.
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— BUZZED, 1 (m.)
pairing; taehyung/reader genre; f2l au, smut words; 6,848 rating; explicit
— synopsis; maybe ordering a vibrator and letting your best friend open your mail wasn’t such a great idea.
contents; sex toys, multiple orgasms, tipsy taehyung, fingering, dirty talk, phone sex (sort of), dom!taehyung, oral (f receiving).
— chapters; one | two
You stared at your laptop’s screen, gnawing on your bottom lip as you debated whether or not to purchase the item on the page.
Utimi Upgraded Silicone 10 Speed Vibrator. $19.78 + free shipping.
You crossed your ankles and tapped your fingers against the desk you were seated at, still mulling over this decision. Did you really want to spend almost $20 on a vibrator when your hand could clearly do the trick?
It started a few nights ago, when you’d gone over to your friend’s apartment for a wine night. A few of your close friends had gotten tipsy, and eventually—somehow—the conversation had dipped into sex. The friends hosting the get together gushed about how amazing their boyfriends were in bed, and you sat quietly while listening to a few others pipe up about their partners’ unsatisfactory performance.
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