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Margaret Severn by Maurice Goldberg, 1919
After years of observing these caddisfly larvae, French naturalist and artist, Hubert Duprat, wondered if the caddis flies would use any materials to build their cocoon. He introduced flakes of gold, pearls and opals to the caddis flies and they did in fact use them for their cocoons. They use their own silk as the glue to hold their pupal constructions together.
“When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours? And if I were to cast myself down before you and weep and tell you, what more would you know about me than you know about Hell when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful? For that reason alone we human beings ought to stand before one another as reverently, as reflectively, as lovingly, as we would before the entrance to Hell.”
— Franz Kafka
Min Yoongi had the audacity to look like this
and I took it personally. Here you go, friends. Also wow, look, I wrote for someone who isn't named Kim Namjoon.
Rating: 18+
Pairing: Yoongi X fem reader
Genre: established relationship, idol!au, pwp
Word count: 1.3k
Warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), tiny hint of dirty talk, oral cumshot
Summary: Yoongi had the audacity to learn how to use instagram and you feel he needs to pay the consequences.
“What gives you the right?!” You storm into the room, breathless and heart racing.
Yoongi turned around in his office chair. His mouth fell open in an O shape, eyes wide as he looked over at you in surprise. You know you look crazy, you just ran into his home studio on the other side of the apartment. You had been lying in bed in your pjs, hair in a messy bun, just trying to have a lazy day. You weren’t particularly ready to sprint across the house, not to mention the wild look in your eye from what you had just witnessed.
“What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything?” Yoongi replied with the calmness of a man who truly didn’t see what he had done wrong. You stared him down, jaw set in anger. You hold your phone screen up to him, walking closer so he could take a look at exactly what he had done.
He chuckled at the screen and looked up at you, a confident smirk on his lips. Your breath caught in your throat. Blood rushed to your cheeks and other places if you were honest, the cockiness he exuded made your knees weak.
“You’re upset because I posted a selfie? Should I delete it?” He tilted his head at you, smirk fading into concern. He reached for his phone on the desk behind him but you caught his arm to stop him.
You let out an exasperated breath and rolled your eyes. You leaned down so you were face to face with him, “No, Min Yoongi, I’m not mad because you posted a selfie. I’m mad because your cock isn’t in my mouth right now.” You hissed at him.
Yoongi inhaled sharply at your words, he studied your face as if trying to make sure you were being serious. You quirked an eyebrow at him and got on your knees refusing to drop your gaze from his face. Seeing you like that in front of him had his mouth falling open in shock for the second time in less than five minutes.
“Did you really think you could go around looking so hot? It’s not fair, really.” You said, reaching up to undo the buckle on his belt. He chuckled at your words, adjusting himself to give you better access. His cocky smile was back on his face, it made you squirm with arousal. He looked so unbelievably gorgeous with his long hair framing his face, the contrast between his skin and the dark locks made him look sinful.
“I would say I’m sorry, but you look so good on your knees for me. I can’t say I regret it.” He chuckled darkly, his hand tucking a stray piece of hair away from your face. You gazed up at him between your lashes, your hand snaking under the waistband of his underwear and wrapping around his hardening shaft.
A low hiss escaped from between his teeth, his head resting against the back of his office chair. He pulled down his pants past his hips, helping you pull his cock out. A low groan settled in his chest as you began pumping him at a steady pace, your mouth salivating in anticipation. You watched Yoongi’s face scrunch up in pleasure, small gasps leaving his parted lips. He began rutting against your hand, precum beading at the tip of his cock. You leaned forward to lick at it, humming satisfaction at the tangy taste before swirling your tongue around his cockhead.
Yoongi’s hip bucked up into your mouth, searching for more. He moaned and gripped the sides of the chair, cursing under his breath when you finally closed your lips around him. You clenched your thighs together, cunt aching for contact. You took more of him in your mouth, your hand working in time to pump his shaft. Yoongi pulled your hair away from your face and held it back in a makeshift ponytail, using it to guide your mouth lower on him. You felt the head hit the back of your throat making you gag around him.
“Ah fuck baby, you sound so pretty gagging on my cock. Do it again.” Yoongi growled, forcing you to take more of him. Your eyes watered at the invasion, trying your best to adjust to his girth and failing as your throat closed around his cockhead in another gag. He held you there, nose against his trimmed pubic hair, tears streaming down your face until you relaxed your throat enough to take more of his cock.
“There’s my good girl, so good at taking my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours.” He growled, his free hand wiping away a tear from your cheek. Your cunt throbbed at his praise, swallowing around his cock again, moaning at how he gripped your hair tighter in response.
He began fucking your throat, loosening the grip on your hair so you could move again. You moaned around his cock as he fucked into you, loving how he used your mouth for his own pleasure. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock running along the thick vein there, dragging upwards to focus on the sensitive spot just under his slit. Yoongi groaned and gasped, head thrown back in pleasure, both hands in your hair to keep you in place.
You hollowed your cheeks out, focusing on his cockhead, pressing your tongue against his slit to taste the precum collecting there. Yoongi hissed and bucked up into your mouth, you eagerly sucked in his length in response, hollowing your cheeks again as you bobbed your head in time with his thrusts. You could feel his cock starting to twitch in your mouth, precum mixing with your saliva as you sped up your movements. You moaned at the taste, savoring his hot and heavy cock filling your mouth along with the lewd sounds falling from his lips.
“Oh, fuuuck! Gonna make you swallow all my come, like the good girl you are.” Yoongi growled, his grip in your hair tightening again. His cock hit the back of your throat repeatedly, you tried your best to relax but you still found yourself gagging every time he hit your throat. Tears formed in your eyes again but you didn’t care, his desperate gasps and moans had your cunt throbbing with need.
Yoongi’s thrusts in your mouth became sharper, sloppier. His breathing was uneven, interrupted by gasps and small whines. You could feel his cock pulsing in your mouth as you bobbed your head in time with his thrusts, moaning as you felt his release rapidly approaching. “I’m, shit, I’m gonna c-come, I-”
You took his cock as far down as you could, feeling him spill down your throat in hot bursts while you made sure to swallow everything he gave you. His hips lifted off the chair as he came, yet he somehow took care not to pull your hair too much as he gripped it, something you were grateful for. You helped him ride out his high, your hand gently pumping at his shaft as you began to pull out his cock from your mouth, licking at the tip to lap up every last drop.
Yoongi hissed as you kept going, wanting more of him. It was never enough to you, he was always so good to you that whenever you got the chance to return the favor you never wanted it to end.
“Baby, Y/n, please. I’m good I promise.” He gasped as he watched you suck on his cockhead, hoping to milk him for all he was worth. With a pop, you released him from your mouth and looked up at him. His hair was even more messed up than when you had first walked in, you smirked in satisfaction.
“So, what did you learn today?” You purred, standing back up as you wiped your mouth.
“That I’m going to take a lot more selfies.”
“Good, I’m glad you learned your lesson."
18 days left!
“If you’re going to fake being someone’s friend, then try somewhere else. I just do what I need for myself.”
random narilamb doodles
🫣*Looks underneath to peek*🫣
kamazo for part 2 of #opartcollab