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summeryoongki · 4 years

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✨ Happy birthday, Yoongi~ 🌙

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summeryoongki · 4 years

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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out of all my posts, this was the one that was violating terms for “adult content”.....

Oops, dropped my soul

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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Arabian Dawn

✦ characters: mafia!namjoon x assassin reader ✦ summary: you have an established relationship with mafia leader, kim namjoon. you don’t know who he truly is and he doesn’t know you’re a trained assassin. one minute he’s madly in love with you and the next, he wishes nothing more than to take your breath away. ✦ genre/words: mafia!au. requested. mentions of violence. | 1.1k

She possessed a rare beauty that was slowly revealed with every word she spoke - like how an Arabian dawn softly breaks the darkness with the gentlest of hands. - ‘Arabian Dawn’ by Michael Faudet

There’s something about the way she brushes her hair just before bed. It’s like watching a painting come to life - a painting you want to stare at for hours because you’re so mesmerized by its beauty. It’s a shame that each day I live is a lie. If she ever found out who I truly was, she would leave. I know I’m a monster but this is my life. Sad thing is, after all my years dedicated to my lifestyle, she’s become my life. Just in a couple of months, she’s completely taken me over; well, not completely. Maybe if I find the person that killed my brother, I can rest; maybe then will I leave this life behind so I can truly give her my entirety. Maybe.

Namjoon stood at the door frame of his master bathroom watching you; a soft grin on his plump lips. A smile eased on your face as your heightened senses could easily sense his presence.

“It’s rude to stare, you know?” Your voice purred through the silence, causing his smile to become warmer. He pushed off the door frame slightly with his hands in his pockets; still dress in his black dress pants and button down white shirt from work. He advanced towards you and all you could do was continue to brush your hair as if his movement didn’t affect you, but it did. Namjoon let out a breath as he slowly placed his hands on your shoulders as he stood behind you - admiring you in the mirror. Naturally, you stopped brushing your hair and delicately set the silver framed brush down - beautifully vintage.

“If I can’t stare at what’s mine, then what should I do,” he asked in a lower, silky voice. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him through the mirror then slowly turned to him. Namjoon kept his hands on your shoulders as you looked up at him with the innocence of a panther.

“I think you can easily figure that out…or do you need me to show you how it’s done?” It seemed as if darkness flashed in his eyes as he absorbed your words. His finger grazed under your chin softly but quickly, he grabbed your chin to keep your face firm in place. Your senses instantly made you want to grab his wrist and twist it to defend yourself but it’s Namjoon. You know he would never hurt you. Being with him made you shut off your natural instincts as an assassin. If only he knew how many times you’ve almost hurt him because of his dominant side that likes to make an appearance from time to time.

“I guess I should take what’s mine then,” he said with authority lingering in his voice; always so natural for him. The tone in his voice always sent chills down your spine but there was a part of you that always maintained control at the sound. The part of you that maintained control everyday with stealth or vicious stamina to take care of each assignment that was given to you - each kill. If only he knew how much you held back showing that side of him but it was too risky.

With grace, never once breaking eye contact, you slowly stand before him. You place your hands on his chest to gently move him back as if you need room to walk around him. However, catching him off guard, you push him back on the bed that was now right behind him. He bounced slightly on the mattress with a huff but it was clear that he was excited to see this side of you. Namjoon could have sworn he saw a shimmer in your eyes as you dropped your silk robe down to expose yourself to him. His hooded eyes left your gaze to make way down your body; licking his plump lips as he took you in. With a sexy smirk, you crawl onto the bed and straddle him as he remains clothed.

“Or perhaps…I’ll take what’s mine,” you say in a hypnotizing voice as you run your nails down his chest. He looks up at you and hisses a breath between his teeth.

“I’m all yours, baby…”

2am. The room was silent when something caused you to stir. Something was wrong and you could sense it as you slowly emerged from your sleep. As you finally came to, you gasped and grabbed hold of the wrist that was near your neck. Namjoon straddled you with a 9mm under your neck; his hair damp with sweat as it dangled over his eyes. No longer was there lust in his eyes but a new shade of darkness - pure hatred. Instantly, your instincts kicked in and you remained as calm as possible. Each swallow you took made your throat graze the edge of the gun.

“Namjoon… What are you doing?” Your voice was soothing and calm with no hint of fear; evident that this isn’t an abnormal situation for you. His nostrils flared as he searched your eyes for any ounce of what he was looking for - a hidden truth.

“Where were you six months ago? August 5th. 2am.” His words were short and not an ounce of love behind them. Your heart immediately started racing as the date and time instantly rang a bell. Why would he need to know? What’s his connection? There’s no way… Either way, there’s nothing rational about his aura right now and you need to react. Fast. In a blur, you grab his wrist to deflect the gun from your throat and push him off of you. Namjoon stumbles to the floor with just enough of a delay that you could reach for your purse on the nightstand and grab your Colt Pistol; aiming it directly as him as he stands before you.

Holding his gun at you, he stuns as he realizes your weapon in your hand. His eyes shift from the gun to your eyes as he sees complete focus in them; knowing right away that this isn’t your first time holding it. Both of you stand with your guns extended towards one another, both of you unsure of whether you should follow the dark blood that runs through your veins or follow your heart - your love for each other.

By the single tear that dropped from each of your eyes, the answer was clear to both of you. The sound of two chambers unleashing simultaneously for what could possibly be death sounded in the room with uncertainty - a chance of Russian Roulette and a loss of love.

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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Yellow Eyes

✦ characters: incubus!jimin x reader ✦ summary: lucid dreaming is such a fickle thing. are you dreaming or are you living in reality. one night, it’s hard to tell what is what but all you know is, his yellow eyes will be just as memorable as the pleasure he gave you. ✦ genre/words: incubus!au. sm*ut. supernatural. illusions. | 1.1 k words

How wonderful it is to wander in this valley of sweet corruption. Where fingers walk between the banks of a flowing river, and lips taste the nectar of summer peaches, left to ripen in the sun. - ‘Sweet Corruption’ by Michael Faudet

Sleepwalking is a funny thing. You’re not aware that you do it unless you sleep around someone else that catches you in the act then tells you about it. There’s no control over your actions. You could do the silliest or craziest of things while in such a deep slumber that you begin to move involuntarily in your surroundings. You know what’s even crazier than sleepwalking? Lucid dreaming.

There’s no telling when you truly learned how to lucid dream. You read about it once and became intrigued by it. It started with just waking up after a night’s rest and writing down your dream in a journal - anything you remembered about it. Over a short time, you became more conscious about your dreams. You had read that you will start to see something consistent in your dream- a red balloon, a specific musical note as soft as mezzo piano or bold as mezzo forte, a certain color, anything that appeals to your senses.

Tonight was exceptionally different; tonight it was yellow eyes. This dream felt like a new realm of realistic. Every sensation felt as if you were wide awake yet it was too good to be true. Your eyes fluttered open in your dream-like state. A man appeared at the foot of your bed and you could have sworn that through the darkness of your room, his eyes were vibrant like a golden amber.

“Who are you,” you asked in a decibel just above a whisper. The man smirked and took a step forward. The moonlight from the window traces his body perfectly, creating a blue hue against his skin in contrast to his yellow eyes. It was then that you noticed his lack of clothing against his bare skin. Need immediately tinged between your legs as you took in his muscular form.

The man didn’t speak. Instead, the man started crawling onto your bed and it seemed as if a shadow lingered behind him. Unable to move, you watched his every movement as stealthy as they were. Somehow, you found yourself spreading your legs open as he crawled over top of you. Deep down, you felt this need to feel him and be completely consumed by him. As he laid between your legs, he held himself up with his hands on each side of your head. He cocked his head and his greyish hair dangled over his eyes as he licked his plump lips.

“You’re extraordinary,” was all he said. His words echoed through your ears like a hypnotic chime that immediately gave you a sense of calm and eagerness for more. You found yourself placing our hands over his shoulders to feel his soft skin. How could a man feel scolding hot yet so cold all at once? The dampness between your legs was unbearable and you felt every fiber of your being drawn to him. Your nipples perked beneath your shirt as you didn’t wear a bra to bed, you remembered. This made sense. Something you remembered vividly. Just a shirt and panties was all you wore to bed. Clearly you must be dreaming, so you may as well indulge without regret.

While looking into the man’s eyes, you lowered your hands to grab your shirt and pull it over your head to reveal your nakedness. He watched your every move with hunger. A noticeable growl vibrated in his throat as he looked over you. As your eyes lowered down your body along with his, you realized that he was fully erect. His torso was muscular in every way and his length so beautifully hard and full of life. His tip was swollen as his base curved upward in a perfect position to fill you. Your lips parted slightly as a soft gasp escaped you when you see his arousal. His gaze immediately shoots back up to you, making you swallow hard as you look up at him.

“Am I dreaming,” you ask in a meek voice. The man’s smirk makes your core twitch. In a swift motion, you feel him slip off your underwear and toss it somewhere off the bed. Suddenly, you’re very aware of the arousal between your legs and the heat from his body. He lowers himself further until he lines up against your entrance. The man takes your wrists and holds them firmly yet gently beside each side of your head while boring into your soul.

“Do you want to be dreaming…or do you want to be here with me,” the man asks; an innocence in his voice yet a darkness lingering behind it. A sensation suddenly overwhelms you as you feel him thrust inside of you; filling you to the brim. He watches your reaction as you squeeze your eyes shut and gasp, only to open your eyes again to look up at him. He bites his lip and pulls his length out of you so he can drive into you again - just for the same reaction. Your reaction satisfies him greatly.

Your hands roll into fists as his hips rolled time and time again, causing you bliss inside your core. The harsh pressure on your wrists as he pins you down only rises your arousal more and more. His length was perfectly thick and seemed to reach every inch of you that has ever craved to be reached. The thought of moaning his unknown name never crossed your mind because in such a dream state, all you can focus on is the climax building rapidly inside of you. As if reading your mind, the man spoke -

“Yes… Let go… I beg you…let it take over you…” His voice, even though he was right in your presence felt as if it was an echo in your ear. Such a strange sound yet it beckoned your orgasm to surface in an instant. Your legs quivered and trembled as your walls constricted around his length. Your nails digging further into your palms and the pain only seemed to arouse him further. As if he felt the pain that you felt. His thrusts became more erratic as his breathing quickened. The yellow hue in his eyes seemed to shimmer in the moonlight and you couldn’t help but to watch as he came undone. The feeling of him spilling his seed inside of you felt so euphoric, you felt as if you were orgasming again with him.

It seemed as if your sudden second orgasm prolonged his with intensity. Over and over, he thrusted inside of you; filling you and claiming you. He rolled his hips as his length rubbed inside of your walls with skilled perfection. Yet somehow suddenly, the sensation was gone in the blink of an eye. You laid there breathless as you saw the man slither like a shadow back into the darkness of your room. All you could see, as your body tingled with satisfaction was a pair of yellow eyes and a devilish smirk that sent goosebumps across your skin. In such a brief moment, you laid naked in your bed alone with the faint sound of a chuckle in the distance.

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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Tumblr Going Away Party

My fellow Tumblr users, as you may have heard, on December 17th Tumblr would be blocking/banning a lot of explicit and adult theme blogs. It’s truly sad since Tumblr has always been a “free form” kind of website where so many artist and writers alike came to show their talents. It’s a shame that a lot of blog, some that I’ve grown to admire, will be apart of that ban, mine included. I remember when I was 16 years old I made my first blog because I was a huge fan of anime and I wanted to follow people and others alike who enjoyed the same things that I liked. It was comforting seeing the art work or stories or even just chatting with some many people from around the world, some I’m actually still friends with till this day.

All I can say is to cherish a lot of artist and writers on this site because they might not be here on the 17th(not trying to be a negative Nancy here!)

So for the next week, let’s celebrate how far we got this shitty site and all the talented people that are on here. Go reread your favorite smutty story; go complement your favorite artist.

So cheers guys, let’s write and draw the most filthiest, most smutty smut your mind can think of. Let’s go out with a bang whores!

This post goes out to @wildaboutchrisevans and @katebvshops who inspired me to start writing. Too @shayla-markele whose always been a big supporter in my writing. There’s so many people I want to shout out but in due time.

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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85 Questions Game

85 Questions Game ~

i was tagged forever ago by my beautiful wife @sarangtaee i literally havent been on this blog in months sorry

⇢ Rules: Answer these 85 questions about yourself and tag 20 people

Originally posted by mimibtsghost

⇢ Last:

Drink: diet Candada Dry

📱Call: i just ordered chinese food bih

Text Message: three upside down smiley face emojis by the one and only @sarangtaee

Song you listened to: Get on Your Knees by Nikki Minjaj ft. Ariana Grande

Time you 😢: Yesterday watching a documentary about Jonestown

⇢ Ever:

Dated someone twice: yes unfortunately

😘 someone and regretted it: nope

Been cheated on: yep

Lost someone special: by death? thankfully no. in other ways? yes

Gotten drunk and thrown up: no i took 6 jello shots the other day and felt absolutely nothing. one hit from a bong and im faded though explain that science

⇢ In the last year, have you:

Made new friends: yep! and im so happy for it. they are amazing

Fallen out of 💛: actually ive fallen for someone and it sucks

😂 until you 😢: yes

Found out someone was talking about you: yes but not negatively at least to my knowledge

Met someone who changed you: my new friends have made me happier and i like being alive again. id say that is a change

Found out who your friends are: yeah

😘 someone on your Facebook friends list: no, unfortunately

⇢ General:

How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them. I dont friend people i dont know or like

Do you have any pets: i have 3 kitties

Do you want to change your name: i do, id change it to luna

What did you do for your last 🎂: i literally dont remember

What time did you wake up today: 6 am

What were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping

What is something you can’t wait for: to meet my soulmate. hopefully i can muster up the courage to tell him i like him

What are you listening to right now: Phil DeFranco tell me the news rundown

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yeah i used to work with a guy names tom, he was a hoot and definetly eccentric

Something that gets on your nerves: people that get in other peoples way, humans in general

Most visited website: snapchat and instagram

Hair color: natural medium brown with teal tips

Long or short hair: its medium short atm

What do you like about yourself: my creativity and adventurousness and my empathy

Want any piercings: i have many and id like a couple more

Blood type: A+

Nicknames: Micky, Kenzie, Kizie

Relationship status: single and pining after a boy who only sees me as a friend

Zodiac sign: Cancer Sun, Rising,/Leo Moon

Pronouns: i hate this question

Favorite 📺 show: if i had to choose 1 it would be the office

Tattoos: 2

Right or left handed: right but im kind ambidextrous

Ever had surgery: ive had a few teeth taken out

Piercings: many

Sports: ew

Dream Vacation: south korea, japan, greece, hawaii

Trainers: what are you asking me? i had a personal trainer almost kill me, and i have sneakers?

Eating: fried rice

Drinking: water

I’m about to watch: jessie smiles

Waiting for: Myself to gain some courage to tell my co worker that i like him

Want: my coworker

Get married for: raw, real, supportive love

Career: id like to be a zoologist or an interior designer

Hugs or kisses: neither if they arent from my SO, both if they are

👄 or eyes: eyes, i love eyes. i draw them on everything and i love looking into the eyes of someone i love

Shorter or taller: taller. i like being the little

Older or younger: dont care as long as i like them and they are responsible

Nice arms or stomach: i dont have either, on a guy? arms, *shvers* the guy i like has nice arms with some good subtle veins happenin

Hookup or relationship: relationship, i cant do hookups i got an old civil war era piece of equipment and thats all she wrote

Troublemaker or hesitant: im hesitant and troublemaker are annoying like the paul brothers

⇢ Have you ever:

😘 a stranger: no

Drank hard liquor: vodka? yes

Lost glasses: no

Turned someone down: yeah a couple times

Sex on first date: never

Broken someone’s ️❤️: perhaps?

Had your 💔: too many times, thats why i cant tell the guy i like him. im norma jean

Been arrested: no

😢 when someone died: yes ugh so many times, mostly book movie chatcters but also all those children at Jonestown

Fallen for a friend: yes story of my life

⇢ Do you believe in:

Yourself: no, thanks childhood!

Miracles: yep

💛 at first sight: yes bc i have experienced a version of this. the first time i saw my bestfriend walk through my 7th grade ancient civilizations class, i knew i had known her in a previous life, with absolutely no doubt

😘 on the first date: actually i dont know

Angels: maybe. i dont think they would have fluffy wings and halos though

⇢ Other:

Best friend’s name: im not sure thats for anybody else to know since one of them is @sarangtaee

Eye color: olive green

Favorite Movie: i have so many, harry potter, forest gump, matilda, Guardians of the Galaxy, X-Men and many more

Favorite actor: Evan Peters, Aubrey Plaza

Favorite Food: Japchae, Alfredo pasta, Fried Rice, Pizza, Deviled Eggs, Watermelon, Peaches, Cherries

Extrovert or Introvert: Introvert all the ways

Favorite flower: Daisies, lotus, Sunflowers, dahlias, foxgloves, moonflowers

Favorite Hello 🐈 characters: i dont know what this is asking me sorry

And i will not tag anyone since i barely use this account and i have almost no followers, why did i do this? well i guess i just like talking about myself

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summeryoongki · 5 years

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Time to throw away tumblr

#smut #nsfw #lemon #adult #what about fanfic #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts

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summeryoongki · 6 years

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HD photo of Min Suga

#yoongi #min yoongi #suga #bts #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #namjoon #seokjin #jin #jhope #hoseok

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summeryoongki · 6 years

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everybody say thank you chicago ✨

#why did i have to go to the first show?!

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summeryoongki · 6 years

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Thoughts on BTS in Chicago

"Wow this moment is so beautiful"

"Melancholy because my phone camera can't capture how beautifully the colored lights play against the falling confetti"

"This is one of those moments I'll always remember, this confetti and how I felt watching it calmly tumble down around our unaware heads"

"I should be videoing this"

"Namjoon has such presence and confidence on stage, it truly is his element"

"Jimin got me pregnant"

"Jimin is such an innocent babyare those BUBBLES?!"

"Damn, I can't see past her fucking arms."

"Is taehyung okay? He seems upset 😰 ..."

"OK he looks better now that Jin has a new mic"

"When Jin sings Epiphany, I can physically see how much heart hes putting into it, damn.."

"Jungkook seems to gain the most energy through performing. The exertion thrills him, what an absolute mad lad lol"

"Yoongi does the most gangster hand and body movements, even during the soft songs lmao I love this man with all my heart how cute 😂😍"

"Where the fuck is Hoseok"

"Oh there he is being WAY TOO CUTE TO THE CAMERA BOI STOP IT IM DIABETIC!"

"Hoseok done schooled Namjoon on English, he said no-no-no, goodbye Mr. Translater"

"I wish I was lucky enough to know them"

"There are so many people here that paid to have BTS entertain them, wow success is scary"

And then the post-concert depression settled in as I left the show during the last song. I told myself it was to leave before the traffic and crowd spilled onto the streets, but it wasn't, not completely. I have always hated goodbyes, and as I walked behind the curtain and down the stairs to the entrance, I could still faintly hear Jimin's high, clear voice singing to me. It almost feels like it never truly ended if I didnt see the lights dim and flicker out. Or watch their shadows fade behind stage for the truly final time.

#bts #bts in chicago #bts love yourself world tour #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #hoseok #yoongi #namjoon #seokjin

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summeryoongki · 6 years

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