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bluenpjm · 2 years

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𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕.

LAST UPDATED. ❝ cloud 9 agency ☁ 4 ― 28.02.2024

KEY. ⁝ status ◈ in the making ◆ complete ◇ hiatus ⁝ genre ☂ angst ✿ fluff ✹ smut

KIM SEOKJIN.

❝ coming soon.

MIN YOONGI.

❝ into the woods ㅡ royal au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ synopsis. once upon a time, there was a King who had 3 children, as different as they could be. Seokjin, the oldest, was charming and brave. Carolina, the middle and only girl, was cunning, smart, and somewhat a tomboy, constantly defying her father’s rules. secretly, she was his favorite. lastly, the youngest, Hoseok, the lazy life of the party. they see their fates separated and all gets lost, as Carolina roams deep into the woods, trying to run a destiny she does not see deserving of her own. type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ moodboards

JUNG HOSEOK.

❝ ganadara ㅡ slice of life ; ✿ ; ◆ synopsis. as if it was destined, a connection as simple as ABC. type. drabble ｡･:*˚:✧｡ wordcount. 899

KIM NAMJOON.

❝ serendipity in a box ㅡ slice of life + non-idol!namjoon ; ✿ ; ◆ synopsis. little by little, the world forces her to slow down and be happy. type. drabble ｡･:*˚:✧｡ wordcount. 1704

❝ the kang code ㅡ detective!namjoon + mystery au ; ☂ ✿ ; ◆ synopsis. when you can’t trust your instincts anymore, what do you turn to? type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ wordcount. 9709

❝ to you sir, with love ㅡ bridgerton au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ ｡･:*˚:✧｡ the garden of paper hearts ― tbd synopsis. as, year after year, debutants prepare themselves to make their way into society, under Queen Charlotte’s judgmental eyes, five siblings navigate London’s high society in search of true love and happiness while discovering that friends and foes seem much alike under dim lights. will this family succeed on their quest, or will the successor of Lady Whistledown manage to pervade their, ruining their image to the influential Ton? type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

PARK JIMIN.

❝ bad decisions ㅡ high school au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◈ synopsis. there are people who say that high school is one of the best times of your life: where you find your first love, where you might lose your virginity, where you get to go to your first party, where you meet your friends for life. all they ask is that you live day after day, decision after decision… you try your best to avoid bad decisions and deal with your emotions at the same time. type. series

KIM TAEHYUNG.

❝ to you sir, with love ㅡ bridgerton au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◈ ｡･:*˚:✧｡ diamond of the first water synopsis. the search for true love is a hazardous quest, indeed. Could such a gracious sentiment be the reason for the appearance of the Duke of Elffire? certainly, all the Mamas of London will have an eye out on the most eligible bachelor of the season. type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

JEON JUNGKOOK.

❝ cloud9 agency ㅡ intern!jungkook + slice of life ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◈ synopsis. faced with decisions that can change the course of her career, the art director of the cloud9 agency decides it is time to act and reignite the flame she had once lost. and all because of an intern… type. series

❝ into the woods ㅡ royal au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◈ synopsis. once upon a time, there was a King who had 3 children, as different as they could be. Seokjin, the oldest, was charming and brave. Carolina, the middle and only girl, was cunning, smart, and somewhat a tomboy, constantly defying her father’s rules. secretly, she was his favorite. lastly, the youngest, Hoseok, the lazy life of the party. they see their fates separated and all gets lost, as Carolina roams deep into the woods, trying to run a destiny she does not see deserving of her own. type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ moodboards

❝ to you sir, with love ㅡ bridgerton au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ ｡･:*˚:✧｡ a bee dancing in the dusk ― tbd synopsis. as, year after year, debutants prepare themselves to make their way into society, under Queen Charlotte’s judgmental eyes, five siblings navigate London’s high society in search of true love and happiness while discovering that friends and foes seem much alike under dim lights. will this family succeed on their quest, or will the successor of Lady Whistledown manage to pervade their, ruining their image to the influential Ton? type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

BANGTAN.

❝ #fighton! ㅡ college au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ synopsis. like every college, this one also has gossip and drama to fill the hallways, as well as lots of parties and games to attend. but when two of the most popular groups start to collide the whole campus goes into havoc. suddenly all eyes are on them. what will be the final outcome of this clash of clans? type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

❝ A. O. G. ㅡ idol au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ synopsis. it was as if their lives had been divined. everything they wanted, right in front of their eyes. until they are spotted together, leaving a party. the two kpop groups were brought together by scandals. now… the question is: which ones are real? type. series

❝ horus academy ㅡ boarding school au + gossip girl au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◈ synopsis. in a school where greek methods rules, not everything is as clear as it appears to be. heart, mind, soul, and body. those are the teams of the horus academy and boarding school. but deep within the long corridors, lies dark secrets. the so-called loving families formed in the shapes of teams begin to tear up when an anonymous source unravels their deepest secrets. type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

❝ the least of our problems ㅡ zombie au + sm au ; ☂ ✿ ✹ ; ◇ synopsis. once the dead began to rise humanity was quick to lose its senses. survivors fight for their lives and there’s no way to know who you can trust. area 109 is waiting. how many will arrive without a bite? type. series ｡･:*˚:✧｡ collab

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sugar-petals · 5 years

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Sub!Namjoon A-Z

note: posts for other members linked in m.list!

⚠️ warnings: dom/sub dynamics, smut, bdsm

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

In the mood to talk a lot. Might appreciate a high five. I’m not even kidding.

b = body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Confident about his legs. Always uses a metric ton of lotion to make them extra soft for you to fondle. Might go through a few bottles a month because wow, his legs have a lot of well um leggy leg to be slathered. For you... similar area, he likes your feet to worship.

c = cum (anything to do with cum basically… i’m a disgusting person)

How much more playful can he get. At your command, he’ll lick it off your butt. Sex with Namjoon is always super creamy-sloppy-sweaty anyways, he has a lot to gobble up.

d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Most of the other members have as many secrets as they have fingers, Namjoon, however, will exceed that by far. He wants to try shibari, sounding, pet play, flogging, collaring, and basically everything that comes with spreader bars and gimps. Clearly spends too much time on the internet because holy cow, that’s ambitious. But you can take it as a compliment to your skill, or rather, Namjoon’s conviction that you master a lot of kinks.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

In his mind, and in general terms of knowledge, very much so. He’s not just well-versed with humanitarian thought, kink is not safe from his curiosity. Practically, less so, but he learns fast with your lead.

f = favourite position (this goes without saying.)

Up against a wall. He is not above begging for you to pin him to one everywhere. Also his favorite mode of making out, by the way.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Oops! By accident. Like when removing pants, trying to at least, because his boner often gets stuck, or stumbling across the room entangled with you, trying to head towards the bed.

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Will definitely experiment with razors a lot. Because let’s face it, Namjoon is like straight out of a shaving commercial. Imagine him in those scenarios where the guy is all sensual under the shower with cream dripping everywhere, or leaning against the mirror wall. It’s totally worth filming.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

You probably have to prevent him from getting super cheesy... or allow it because oh my, he becomes even more hopelessly subby from that.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Edging, edging, edging. Him masturbating gets him into all sorts of trouble and everyone in BTS has at least one Kim ‘Fap Monster’ Namjoon story they can drunkenly tell at a party to embarrass him for eternity. He’s most infamous for moaning far too loud during climax and even talking to himself, or accidentally streaming his session into the group chat. The first sex-related thing that you’ll ever do is establish a couple rules for Fap Monster to follow, and generally engage in more guided masturbation than having him do it alone.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

The question remains, what kink doesn’t he have! But I get it, something specific, let’s see. That would be breast sucking. And not just on you, we all know the perks of Namjoon’s chest.

l = location (favourite places to do the do)

Now hear me out. It’s not the library, but something even more... out of the ordinary. Namjoon would totally be ready to have sex in abandoned places of some sort given that there’s not a spider every corner and unsafe debris. Maybe for nostalgic value, or the sheer thrill. You’ll have to talk about it.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Different every week. He will gladly explain that to you in his 2 AM texts that read like a Kant chapter each.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Now we had that, it’s more difficult to pinpoint that one. Nams would probably mention something that doesn’t go in accordance with his moral values and is general common sense either way, like some kind of creepy race/non-con play or certain forms of edge play torture that take hygiene concerns to a new level and would shred anyone without 10 years of experience. Besides exchanging thoughts with you, he’ll get busy in some BDSM forums online and inform himself on how the consensus is. Namjoon is definitely the type to know about what is controversial and being careful with that. He is kinky, but role model kinky.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Oh man. What can’t he do with his tongue. And those lips... fit perfectly on your labia. Surely equal amounts giving and receiving, 69 ahoy.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Sex with Namjoon is so dynamic, speed hardly stays the same over the course of a few minutes. Ever heard his tracks? You can assess how a rapper fucks by his mixtape alone. He switches flow every ten bars. That’s how Namjoon is in bed.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

You can jump on his dick as often as you please, problem is that Namjoon’s masturbation troubles transfer to your quickies as well. I think there’s a reason why abandoned places are perfect because otherwise, the whole world will know.

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

90% risk, 10% contemplation. That might seem unusual for him, but in your presence, Namjoon quickly becomes a bit of a carefree guy. Hormones are one hell of a drug. But! It’s good to see him leave his mind palace.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

To be fair: He tries and tries and tries. All that edging does give him a few bonus minutes of endurance, but 15 minutes is the limit. Two rounds max.

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

One of the few members who isn’t caught up in the toy mania. Seriously, can you imagine Joon operating something like a Sybian? It’s not him. Instead, he prefers you to bring your own collection along, who said Kim Namjoon doesn’t like some anal beads to stretch him out.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

His teasing is so subtle, it’s a test for your intelligence. If you don’t get it, he can still do one of his infamous simple, but effective winks to get your attention. The guy has several methods up his sleeve and thinks you’re cool anyways. Namjoon is a pretty sophisticated flirt, you’ll love that.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

Boy, what a confusion is that going to be for the neighbors. “Is Y/N watching Jurassic World again?” Nope, it’s your man making some weird inhuman noises and he’s proud of them.

w = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

You can definitely take him hiking and have a lot of fun in the mountains, you know. Again, that saves civilization from Namjoon’s lack of vocal control and you have free reins to really make him choke and moan in the meadows.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Doctors hate him! How did Kim Namjoon grow such an impressive 8th member of BTS reaching from Ilsan to Seoul? Citizens use it as a bridge! Buy his secrets for just 70.99$! Now I’m joking, Namjoon dabbles around upper average independently of his body height, and you can be glad because if that was in true proportion your gynecologist would be the one hating him and that third leg. He’s definitely material for cock and ball torture, lots of areas to work with. Add the ass he’s been growing to spank. I swear the guy’s a sex symbol.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

How to describe it. Namjoon has a lot of pizzazz. It magically goes to sleep in the presence of books though.

z = zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Click! Lights off. It happens pretty fast so you have to wrap it up quickly and kiss your koala goodnight.

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bangtanfanficarchive · 3 years

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Namjoon NSFW ABCs

Well, I suppose now I don't have to ask you all who you would like to see next because after posting my first NSFW ABC list, you all literally requested every other member! I'll be working my way through those requests throughout tonight and tomorrow. I hope you enjoy them.

The Namjoon ABC smut list was requested by a whole bunch of folks. I hope you like this! Thanks for your asks!

Happy reading!

A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Immaculate aftercare. Truly top tier. He is so serious about checking in and caring for you when all's said and done. Makes you drink your water and take a bath no matter how jelly legged you might be. Even though cuddling isn't really his thing, he will do it for as long as you want and need. You won't hear a peep of complaint from him. Lots of praise and little kisses while you're coming down.

B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

A bonafide boob guy. His and yours. Dude just really likes a good rack.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Obsessed with making a mess of you but is also completely content to come down your throat.

D - Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Namjoon just wants to dominate in the bedroom. He's got a strict set of rules and isn't opposed to punishing you if you break them.

E - Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Has experience for sure but not extensively, I don't think. The things that he really craves require a certain level of trust that can only be built up over time so I'd imagine he has experience but only with a few long-term partners. Still, he definitely knows what he's doing.

F - Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Loves to hit it from behind but you didn't hear that from me.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Almost never goofy, I'd say. It generally doesn't seem to be in his nature to be a huge goofball, but aside from just that I think he's just pretty intense when it comes to sexual encounters. Even if it's a more vanilla night, he'll still be full of intense eye contact and that gravelly voice.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I'm going to say he probably keeps a pretty close trim.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

My god he is so connected and in tune. Not necessarily all of the time though. Doesn't really strike me as someone who is overly-romantic in a sexual context or needs every encounter to be special per se. Sometimes an itch just needs to be scratched. But other times? Practically tantric. Intimacy levels off the charts. Eye contact turned up to 1000.

J - Jack off (maturbation headcanon)

Joon actively tries to enjoy himself and considers it self care. Doesn't consider it a second-best to having a partner and can get very turned on by mutual masturbating.

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation and orgasm denial. Daddy kink for days. May not prefer to be called Daddy, but yup. That's what it is. Will take a nurturing, loving, but also stern approach with his sub. Has rules and they will not be broken ✨or else✨

See also: Kim Namjoon is one (1) kinky bastard.

L - Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere and everywhere. There isn't one surface at his office or either of your homes that hasn't been entirely defiled. Oh, and isn't opposed to a little Skype action while on the road. His partner has probably indirectly led to the defiling of dozens of hotel rooms to date tbh.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

His own pleasure first, but his partner's as a close second. Pretty selfish when in the middle of an exceptionally good fuck tbh

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No pet play or age play. He may like to take on a more nurturing role, but he doesn't like the inherent power imbalance that comes with either of those.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Unskilled but certainly not unwilling. And as far as how he likes it, the sloppier the better baby. Get ready for some throat fucking.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Rough, but not fast. Everything Namjoon does is highly intentional.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Any time y'all can fit one in honestly. I'm talking cars, hallways, dressing rooms, his studio...there have been several near-scandals in the past. 😜

R - Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Would risk it all to get his dick wet tbh. A regular horn dog imo, if you haven't caught on by now😂. Absolutely willing to experiment and try anything that his partner is open to, and in any setting.

S - Stamina

I have a feeling he probably isn't able to go a super long time, but he recovers fast and can go rounds to make up for that fact.

T - Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Owns toys. Uses toys. Loves toys. Anything that can be used to torture or pleasure a partner, he's got a nice collection.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He is absolutely a tease in every sense of that word. Loves to work his partner right to the edge and then keep them there for hours, under penalty of punishment. Orgasm denial and overstimulation are the name of Namjoon's game.

V - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not overly loud but growly and rumbly for sure.

W - Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Probably the only one of the bunch that I could see maybe having a 24/7 dom/sub dynamic tbh. Like I see him wanting a partner who wouldn't mind being his footstool if he wanted them too. But then he'll turn right around and lavish them with the best and most luxurious things a person could ever imagine. He's got that ✨duality✨ that's for dang sure.

X - X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Hung like a freaking horse, ladies and lads. Like, one of those dicks that really makes you go 👀holy shit how is that going to fit.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Pretty much the highest sex drive a person can have while still being a contributing citizen. Anytime is a good time in his eyes.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not very soon after. He's very intent on taking care of his partner - after a scene, especially - and it definitely helps him cool off as well. Puts in at least a good couple of hours of aftercare before finally knocking out for the night.

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oftenderweapons · 3 years

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hey! Do you have a masterlist of short fics/ headcanons that involve bts x s/o? I know you have the drabbles one but I don’t think it’s updated or maybe it only contains scenarios for all the members (if that makes sense) like I know for a fact that there is another dirty abc hc (I think it’s namjoon x vixen?) but because I can’t find it in a masterlist I can’t read it 🥲🥲 I think theres also a few thirst night drabbles that aren’t really apart of the main storyline but they can’t be found in any masterlist so I can’t go back and read them 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 is there a tag that you use that can help locate these fics? Thank you !

Omg sorry darling, I havent been regularly updating my masterlist in a while since I've been busy with school and everything (also cause I'll update it in a bit since I'm planning some design changes for the blog hehe 😉) here are all the drabbles I've posted in the last few weeks! I'll do a complete summer review as soon as I'm done with exams!

Jungkook and Candy DirtyABCs

(headcanons, 2.1k, smut/fluff/established relationship, 18+, minors dni)

Namjoon and Vixen Dirty ABCs

(headcanons, 2.1k, smut/fluff/established relationship, 18+, minors dni)

Namjoon and Vixen Roleplay

(drabble, >1k, smut/fluff/established relationship, 18+, minors dni)

Jimin and Princess making out

(drabble, >1k, smut/fluff/established relationship, 18+, minors dni)

Jealous Yoongi

(drabble, angst/fluff/established relationship, 18+ for mature themes)

Jealous Namjoon

(drabble, fluff/established relationship, 18+ for descriptive spicy thoughts)

Seokjin and Angel kissing prompts

(short fic, big angst/fluff/established relationship, 13+ but also adult problems)

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enchanted-irene-ia · 3 years

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1-20 kekekeke

1. Who has been your favorite muse to play?

By far the my most favorite muse is Irene...Sorry Jinki LOL

2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to?

I actually don’t listen to music, I tend to put on one of my repeat shows (Avatar or Criminal minds) but I have heard from others that emotional driven music helps with writing. I should try that.

3. Are there any particular aus or plots that you’d really like to write?

Yes! I would love more fluff and even some smut (I need the practice) I would love to try maybe gore but that's the opposite of what I’ve ever done.

4. What are some of your rp pet peeves?

I’m not sure if this will make sense but I hate when others don’t add anything to a reply. They simply reply to what’s going on without moving it forward. (ex: Muse 1 ABC - Muse 2 ABC instead of Muse 1 ABC - Muse 2 ABCD)

5. What is the most difficult thing about writing your current muse?

Irene - The non feeling...feelings. It’s hard to write a muse that had no emotions during times that they should have emotions. I feel like sometimes I’m not adding enough in my replies because of it.

Jinki - His conflicts with others, while I personally find it hilarious seeing him struggle with others. Im such a non confrontational person there are times I have to remind myself they are arguing or are angry at Jinki and not me.

6. What is your favorite thing about writing your current muse?

Irene - Her ditziness by far! I love writing out her ridiculous train of thought or lack thereof.

Jinki - That would be a tie between him being sexually librial and a genuine sweetheart. I haven’t shown it much of it yet but I know it’s there.

7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote?

Oh man this is embarrassing, my first rper was Liam from one direction LOL It was a tumblr group and he was the only one left.

My first OC/Kpop was a neko Suzy. I really liked that one.

8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you?

Uh I actually started a novel many years ago, it was horrible but did pretty well. It was about a polyamorous throuple….yeah idk we don’t talk about it.

9. Do you write fanfiction, or have you in the past?

Yes sadly I rode the aff train and wrote a couple of oneshots years ago...we don’t talk about it either.

10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple?

I had to ask what this was LOL I don’t do this but I do think the different fonts are pretty and I do connect it with the muse, like if was their own handwriting.

11. When did you start roleplaying?

Roleplaying I believe like 2011 or 2012? It’s a blur honestly

12. Have you roleplayed anywhere other than tumblr?

Yes omg I’ve rped everywhere and still do sometimes. FB,Mewe,Discord,Kakao,Aim. Although everything else is/was shorthand rp nothing like the IA writing LOL

13. Who are five of your favorite characters? (In the rp community or otherwise)

Oh easy and I honestly think these are my favorite because of how well our muses click.

Namjoon ,Merry, Wenhan,Mymy and Irene she just clicks so well with herself

14. What are five of your favorite ships? (In the rp community or otherwise)

Honestly any G+S ships, they scarily rp so well together

Namgi Just meant for each other couple

Taekey Soulmate couple

JooJoon Best friend couple

Wenhan and Jinki (we should find a ship name LOL) FWB couple

Zimin(?) The toxic couple

15. What sort of muses do you tend to write?

Super friendly but emotionally unavailable muses. Sexually driving in some way. (Jinki just sexual and Irene nonsexual but sexual for the money)

16. Do you like to queue your replies or just post them when you finish?

I don’t queue replies but I tend to reply to everything in one sitting then mass upload them at once.

17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out?

I’m in between depending on the plot. Something light hearted and easy like a trip to the store its better to just wing but something that will include chara development like getting new powers, I like to plot out the beginning and have some sort of idea of how its supposed to end but everything in between can be up in the air. If that makes sense.

18. What makes for a great roleplay partner in your opinion?

Honestly a great roleplayer is anyone that can help me become better LOL I swear I don’t mean it in a narcissistic kind of way! Someone that actually enjoys to rp and it's a passion to them is amazing to rp with. It helps me get better because I get excited about writing. A partner who cares about their muses and the development and not just for the faceclaim. Or just in search for a relationship.

19. Have you received anon hate? If so, how do you deal with it?

Not as of recently but I have in the past, I tend to just delete it honestly. There was that one time I had hate when the face claim of my muse passed away and a anon said I should “let her go and delete the page” It hurt a lot more than I thought but I just deleted it I mean what else could I do.

20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

You surprised me but you’re doing so well, better than I expected. Keep it up!

#Spellbook #taexmin-ia #I had to copy the ending gif it was too cute #This took longer than expected

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spicykoreantatertots · 5 years

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roadtrip - part two

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: angst, fluff, and eventually smut; high school au, friends to lovers au

warnings: hospital, medical stuff, anxiety, angsty high schoolers being angsty high schoolers

word count: 3.5k

summary: After your friend and long time crush, Min Yoongi, has a near death experience, you realize that your friend group is starting to grow apart. A cross country road trip brings adventure, bonding, tourist attractions, and romance. But will it be enough to salvage your friendships?

part one - part two - part three

The final bell rings at school and everyone excitedly spills out into the hallways. Most people are headed to club meetings, sports practice, or to meet up with friends. You rush to the main office to pick up Yoongi’s homework packets. He’ll be missing another two weeks of class and with finals coming up, you and Namjoon promised to help him stay caught up.

You stop short of the office when you see Hoseok and Ami walking toward the gym for tennis practice. You take a deep breath, planning to call out to them, but something stops you. An uneasy feeling rising in your chest. You don’t want to interrupt the conversation they seem to be enjoying so much. Ami is laughing pretty hard... Instead, you continue into the office and pick up the hefty envelope with Yoongi’s name scrawled across it.

The band hall is the last stop before heading to your car and driving the now familiar route to the hospital. After mulling over the day’s less-than-exciting events you turn your attention to the French Horn case carefully placed in the passenger seat. It’s staring back at you, making you feel a bit guilty. Since Yoongi’s accident five days ago, you had visited him in the hospital everyday. Spending hours at the hospital with him (and usually at least two or three other friends) meant less time spent practicing.

You had been enjoying the time you’ve spent at the hospital, helping Yoongi with his homework between card games and planning movie nights you had all agreed to have in the summer. Remembering the time spent with your friends over the past few days brings an uncontrollable smile to your face as you step off the elevator and walk to Yoongi’s room. You feel really happy for the first time in a while.

Lightly knocking on the door, you poke your head into the room before entering. Yoongi is laying in the bed as per usual, but the doctor and a nurse are standing over him. Yoongi gives you a small wave as you walk in. His mother sitting next to the bed, frantically typing on her laptop. She hadn’t been here in a few days, work is surely keeping her busy.

“Go ahead and lift your shirt for me.” The doctor instructs Yoongi. You intended to look away, but you catch a glimpse of his form and your eyes can’t help but linger. Under the harsh lighting of the hospital room, his body looks even more thin and pale than ever. The next thing you notice are the bruises that are finally becoming slightly less purple and more yellow. The doctor then reaches down to pull back the bandaging across your friend’s abdomen. This is when you decide to avert your eyes.

“It actually looks like you’re healing well. What’s your pain level today?” You are looking out the window, but you can tell the nurse is now putting fresh bandages on the wound.

“Maybe a three?” Yoongi responds before he sharply inhales. You look up to see the doctor pressing firmly on his stomach.

“Mr. Min, I know you’re ready to go home but I think you need to stay at least another day or two.” The doctor continues to tell the nurse to add this or reduce that, lots of medical terms you can’t quite wrap your brain around.

“Hey.” Yoongi smiles over at you when they finally leave. He pushes himself up into a sitting position.

“Hi. How are you feeling?” You move your chair to the side of his bed opposite from his mother. The three of you make small talk for a few minutes before Mrs. Min quickly puts her laptop away and stands.

“Well I’ve got to run a few errands. I’ll leave you two alone.” The look on her face causes you to blush against your will. The crush you’ve had on Yoongi over the years has come and gone many times, so it’s not surprising that she seems to know about it.

Mrs. Min squeezes Yoongi’s hand before leaving the room. You pull today’s work out of your backpack and hand it to Yoongi.

“Should we start with English today or Stats?” You’re hoping he will wait until Namjoon or Ami stop by to work on his Statistics homework because you still aren’t sure if you fully understand the lesson yourself.

“Well...” he starts, looking thoughtfully at you, “there may or may not be a Harry Potter marathon on ABC right now.” He reaches for the remote, scooting over in the upright hospital bed. He knows you can’t resist a Harry Potter marathon. Without hesitation you join him on the narrow bed, your side flush with his. As the two of you settle in, he grabs your hand and laces your fingers together. Skinship amongst friends isn’t new to you, but skinship coming from Yoongi is. You feel the blush returning to your cheeks.

Yoongi turns on the tv and you can see that third Harry Potter movie was just starting. The movie is entertaining enough, but soon Yoongi is asking you about your day, wanting even the mundane details. Apparently he’s been very bored within the walls of the hospital.

“Oh and I ran into Hoseok and Ami on their way to Tennis practice.”

“The gym is a long way from the band hall.” He laughs when you roll your eyes. “Well what did they say?”

“I didn’t get a chance to talk to them, actually.”

“I thought you said you ran into them?” he questioned.

“Well they were busy so I didn’t want to bother them.” You let out a sigh.

“So I guess things haven’t changed that much then.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You sit up slightly from the bed and look back at him. He’s looking at the TV.

“Ever since my accident you’ve been here talking about how you missed your friends and you’re planning movie nights, trying to get everyone together, but you won’t even talk to Hoseok at school.”

“It’s different there...” You begin to chew on your bottom lip.

“He would have been happy to see you. Anyone would be happy to see you outside of a practice room.” Yoongi continued. “I guess... I thought you... I thought things would really be different.” You pull your hand from his grip to rub your face.

“Well you’re one to talk.” You half mumble. Who is he to say these things when I pretty much haven’t heard from him since his last basketball game?

The awkward silence between the two of you only lasts for a moment because there’s a knock on the door. You look over to see Namjoon standing in the doorway. How long has he been standing there? The look on his face shows that he heard at least some of the conversation.

“Hey. Oh, Harry Potter marathon, nice.” He takes a seat at the small table on the other side of the room. You stand from the bed and pick up the envelope of homework.

“We’ve got English and Statistics today.” You say as you hand the work to Namjoon. He opens the packet and starts to pull out the worksheets.

The night progresses slowly as the three of you work on your assignments together. The three of you huddled around the small table. The movie marathon still playing in the background. After giving up on the statistics homework you begin to think of ideas for your English assignment. It’s the weekly creative writing assignment.

Write one page about the last thing that made you smile.

You look over at Yoongi, he was the last thing that made you smile and also the last thing that upset you. His brows are furrowed, he’s clearly thinking about something. You realize he’s also started the English assignment. He’s got about a quarter of a page so far. You can’t quite make out the words on his page, but you can’t help but wish they are about you.

“I don’t know what to write about. What are you writing about?” You ask, looking down at your own blank page.

“I’m writing about the last thing that made me smile.” A smirk creeps across Yoongi’s face. He doesn’t even look up from the page. Before you can respond Namjoon chimes in.

“I’m writing about Monie.” He smiles brightly, his dimples coming into view. You suppose you could just make something up. Creative writing has never been easy for you, but you probably could write a few pages about Min Yoongi...

After about an hour, you manage to bullshit a decent paper about how successfully playing a difficult piece of music made your chest swell with pride and a smile shine brightly across your face. Yoongi and Namjoon finished a while ago. They were picking at the food tray that was dropped off for Yoongi’s dinner.

“Well...” You stand and stretch your arms over your head. “I should probably get home so I can practice before bed. Do you want us to go get you some real food first?” You point at the mushy looking meal in front of Yoongi, but he shakes his head.

“Jimin and Jungkook are on their way with pizza if you want to stay, though.” Yoongi says, but you shake your head.

“I’ll go with you.” Namjoon reaches for his bag. “My shift starts in an hour.”

You walk over to the bed that Yoongi has settled back into. You place your hand over his and give him a small smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

“Thanks for coming.” His eyes meet yours for the first time in a while. He looks tired.

~~~~~~~

“I heard the... argument? What was that about?” Namjoon turned to you in the elevator. You were hoping he wouldn’t bring it up. You try to think for a moment, not really sure where to start. You try to briefly explain the situation.

“So he basically called me a hypocrite for not talking to Ami and Hoseok at school.” You finish quickly when the elevator doors open on the ground floor. “I guess he’s right.”

“No, that’s not totally fair.” Namjoon quickly responds. “He knows about your anxiety. It’s not that simple.”

“I just... I hate disappointing Yoongi.” You pause as you reach your car and look up at your friend.

“Are your feelings for him coming back?” Namjoon looks down at you, already knowing the answer. He’s been there for you through several bouts of being love struck by Yoongi. There have been other crushes and a couple of boyfriends, but Yoongi was different.

You lean your forehead against Namjoon’s chest and sigh as he wraps his arms around you. “Joonie... I’ve loved that boy since I first laid eyes on him.”

~~~~~~~

After an hour of mediocre practice, you decide to get ready for bed. While brushing your teeth, you absentmindedly cycle through the social media platforms to see various celebrities living it up and acquaintances from school posting thirsty selfies. A message pops up in your notifications. An Instagram direct message from @lilmeowmeow.

You chuckle to yourself. It was the nickname your friends called Yoongi back in the day. You tap the notification to see what he sent.

Yoongi: I’m sorry about earlier today...

@lilmeowmeow sent a post

You can’t help but laugh (and almost choke on spit and toothpaste) at the video of a kitten chasing a laser pointer. Yoongi knows that cute animal videos are the quickest way to earn your forgiveness. You double tap his message to let him know all is well.

~~~~~~~

The new after school routine continues the next day. Pick up Yoongi’s homework, grab your French Horn, and head to the hospital. Upon your arrival, you notice Jin is standing outside the room.

“Hey, what’s up?” You nod toward the closed door to Yoongi’s room. Jin notices the flash of worry that crosses your face momentarily.

“Nothing, the doctor wanted to talk to Yoongi and his mom alone.” You let out a quiet sigh of relief and lean against the wall next to Jin. “Does he have a lot of work today?”

“I think it’s just statistics. I swear she’s trying to drown us. I mean we’ve got three weeks left of school and she’s the only one still giving real assignments.” Jin nods along to your complaints absentmindedly. “What’s going on with you, Jinnie?” You bump him lightly with your shoulder.

“Oh, I’m just tired.” he leans his head back against the wall. You look tired, Jinnie. When did we all start looking so tired all the time? “I’ve been staying up here until they kick me out around one or two.”

“Oh my gosh. And don’t you have theater practice at seven?”

“Only for a few more days. The play is on Friday. You’re still coming, right?” He looks over at you expectantly.

“Of course I am.” Oh shit I almost forgot. Mental note: pick up some flowers for Jin, Jimin, and Taehyung on Friday. “Why have you been staying so late?”

“Well, Yoongi hasn’t been sleeping well in the hospital and I hate to leave him alone at night.” Jin responds.

“If you want to take the night off, I’ll stay late tonight.” You look over at Jin who has now closed his eyes.

“What about practicing?” He asks, eyes remaining closed.

“Yoongi did say I should spend less time practicing and more time with friends.” Jin lets out a small chuckle.

“I’m sure he did say that. He’s missed you.” Your heart skips a beat. It’s nothing. You’ve missed your friends too.

“Oh?” You try to hide the surprise in your voice. Jin laughs. He’s known you just as long as Namjoon and Yoongi and he knows about your feelings toward Yoongi. He turns to you when he stops laughing.

“Of course, Y/N. We all have.” See he didn’t mean anything by it. “Well maybe Yoongi’s missed you a bit more.” The wink Jin gives you sends your heart a flutter again. Your friends have often hinted that your feelings may not be totally unrequited, but you’ve never been bold enough to make a move. Just the thought of admitting your feelings to Yoongi knots your stomach. Before you can prod for more information from Jin, the door finally opens.

A doctor you don’t recognize leaves and he is followed by Mrs. Min. The doctor is dressed in a suit rather than the usual scrubs and white coat; you can’t help but eye him suspiciously. Mrs. Min gives you a small wave before heading off to the elevator. Jin heads into the room and you follow behind him.

“How did it go?” Jin takes a seat at the end of the bed, and you take the seat next to the bed. Yoongi looks so defeated. His only response is to shake his head. “How much longer do they want to keep you?” Yoongi shakes his head again, looking like he might be close to tears. Your heart drops at the sight and your hand instinctively finds his.

“How bad is the homework today?” Yoongi asks as he blinks back the tears that have formed in his eyes.

“Just another page or two of stats...” you answer softly, with your head bowed. “You know, I could just do it for you today. It doesn’t look that bad.” You look over at Yoongi again, he’s smiling now.

“I appreciate the offer, but I would like to pass the class.” A small wave of relief crashes over you as your friends begin to laugh.

“You really are terrible at math, Y/N.” Jin adds. Jin lets out a big sigh and flops his body across the foot of the bed. You all sit in silence for a few moments before Yoongi speaks again.

“Jin you’re already falling asleep. Just go home dude.” Jin’s eyes remained closed. “Jimin promised to bring tacos for dinner so you don’t have to stay. I’m sure he’ll bring Tae or Mina with him.”

“Oh well I told Jin I would stay late tonight so he could get some rest anyway.” Yoongi looks surprised.

“You did?”

“She did.” A small smile spreads across Jin’s face.

“But only if you want me to.”

“Of course I want you to.” Yoongi responds quickly and you try not to smile.

It seems as though Jin is trying to fall asleep. Yoongi lets go of your hand and moves to get up from the bed. You try not to notice how his dark gray sweatpants hug his hips in just the right place.

“Let’s go for a walk. I think he needs a nap.” Without hesitation Jin takes over the bed without opening his eyes. You hold back a laugh as you follow Yoongi out of the room. “God I’ve been in that bed all fucking day.” He stretches his arms above his head as you walk down the hallway and you finally realize that he’s been disconnected from all his machinery.

“So if they unhooked you from all the stuff, why do they want you to stay longer?” Yoongi hesitates to respond as you round a corner.

“It’s complicated.�� He pauses for a moment as though he’s trying to think of a response. “Can we talk about literally anything else?” He clearly doesn’t want to talk about it, so you drop the topic.

The cold and sterile hallway soon gives way to the bustling nurse’s station. A series of large counters connect to form a circle at the junction of several different hallways. About a dozen men and women dressed in brightly colored scrubs are working at different stations. Yoongi briefly introduces you to a few of the ones he’s come to know over the past few days.

“Hey there handsome. Good to see you walking around.” A beautiful young nurse smiles at Yoongi as the two of you approach her station. Is he blushing? You try to swallow the lump forming in your throat.

“Hey Rachel, this is Y/N.” She’s smiling brightly at you.

“Oh I’ve heard a lot about you.” Did she just wink at me? Suddenly the lump in your throat vanishes.

“Oh really?” You giggle. Yoongi clears his throat and grabs your wrist to pull you away from Rachel’s station. “Nice to meet you!” You call back to her, still laughing. Yoongi leads you to the elevator and presses the button for the second floor, the cafeteria.

“So you talk about me to the nurses?” You prod.

“I also talk to them about the rashes I got from the steroids they gave me, so don’t feel too special.” He laughs, his cheeks still a rosy color.

A mixture of mostly pleasant smells hit you as the elevator door opens.

“Wow...” Is all you can manage to say. The large space was filled with tables and chairs and a variety of stations from soups and salads to burgers and pasta. Most of the tables were full of people eating dinner. Some hospital staff, but mostly people who looked like visitors. You look around for a moment before your eyes land on the dessert station. Your eyes widen as you survey the plates full of cake, brownies, cookies and finally, the soft serve machine.

“And that’s why we’re here.” You are brought back to reality only to notice Yoongi smiling down at you and the dumb look on your face. “They’ve got chocolate and vanilla swirl.” Your slack jaw quickly turns to a wide smile.

“You know me so well, Min Yoongi.” You grab his hand and carefully lead him to the ice cream machine. After making two too-big ice cream cones, Yoongi leads you to a table next to a large window that looks out into a small courtyard area where a group of five boys are passing a soccer ball back and forth.

Your conversation about soccer doesn’t last very long, but your conversation about the courtyard’s questionable landscaping lasts surprisingly long. The overgrown shrubs and lack of biodiversity really seem to annoy Yoongi. Your gaze falls from the window and meets his dark eyes. You feel the blood running to your cheeks again.

“I’ve really enjoyed spending so much time with you these past few days.” Your thoughts seem to be spilling out of your mouth rather than staying inside your head. “I really have missed you.”

“Yeah?” Yoongi smirks. “I have too.” His eyes drop to his hands. He’s fiddling with a napkin.

“Yoongi, I love you.” Words continue to fall out of your mouth before you can stop them. But it’s not a confession of romantic feelings. You reach over a squeeze Yoongi’s hand. His eyes find yours again.

“I love you too, Y/N.” Your heart is beating fast, but try not to analyze his words or tone or the way he’s looking at you. You just accept this platonic love from your friend and for now, it’s enough.

Author’s Note: Thank you for reading! I know we didn’t see much of the maknae line in this chapter, but they’ll be back! I welcome all questions and comments about this fic! Always need feedback! I’ve got lots planned for this fic and we are just getting started!

I’m just getting started in the fan fic community, so let’s be friends! Need beta readers and more than happy to be a beta reader! Let’s collab or just chat for a bit! :)

Big thanks to @maptoyoongi for proof reading for me. Love you! <3

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ao3feed-namkook · 5 years

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because our rhythm is matching

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZdgKql

by babukoo

the abcs of bts getting frisky.

Words: 397, Chapters: 1/26, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Smut, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Rimming, Ass Play, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Begging, Edging, Dirty Talk, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZdgKql

#namkook #bts #namkook fic #bangtan #kookiemonster #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fan fiction #jeon jungko

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blushoseoks · 7 years

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stuck on you. (m) | 01

“I want you to take my virginity.” “what the fuck did you just ask me, kim taehyung?”

or, alternatively:

you’re not actually supposed to take your bestfriend’s virginity when he asks, right?

➶ pairing: kim taehyung x reader

➶ rating: mature. find out what this entails, here.

➶ part: [1/3]

➶ chapter song: falling for you by peachy!

➶ (a/n): this is written for fun and i a pologize for this atrocity in advance. first attempt at smut and crack, so do let me know my thoughts! feedback is always welcomed !!

out of context quote: [9:52 am] Taehyung: ___\o/___ me drowning in ur pussy lol

“I want you to take my virginity.”

You’ve just taken a gulp of your pulp-included orange juice when Taehyung says this. He’s sitting across from you in the cafeteria of the University you both attend - have attended for the past two years.

His brown coffee coated eyes are staring directly into yours - a serious expression written across his features that tells you what he’s just spoken was said in nothing but pure seriousness.

And he says it so nonchalantly - so earnestly, that you do the only thing you can think of.

A perfectly reasonable reaction after hearing that your best friend, the boy you’ve been in love with for over two years - wants you to take his virginity.

You spit your orange juice out all over him.

Spraying him like a skunk without intent.

Your cheeks, which were puffed out full of the beverage you were drinking, deflate like a balloon as the liquid leaves your lips and coats your best friend's face and attire.

Afterward you don’t even have the decency to apologize while he’s just pulled a disgusted face, one meant just for you, and has reached for the plethora of napkins on your tray (luckily for him, you’re a messy eater) and has just began to attempt to dry himself - your lips part in question.

“What the fuck did you just ask me, Kim Taehyung?”

He lets out an annoyed huff - you think you see his eyes roll but it’s hard to say for certain when he’s dabbing at the liquid soaking in at the hem of his white button up shirt, head down, focusing on the task at hand.

“Technically, I told, not asked. And Jesus, you’re so dramatic, Y/N.” He replies, tone bored and exasperated.

Your hands come to press against the surface of your lunch table, eyes still wide.

Fortunately for the both of you, the other occupants who usually sit at your lunch table were still in bed. Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin and Yujin’s classes didn’t start until mid afternoon - as for anyone else in the cafeteria, they were tables away or far too dead in the morning to bother eavesdropping.

“Dramatic?! Taehyung-,” you lower your voice down into a whisper, scooting up so close to the table that the edge of it presses into your breasts uncomfortably, “you just asked me to pop your cherry, take your V-card, corrupt your innocence, screw your pooch-”

“That’s not the expression.” He cuts you off with a sharp look, head tilting up as he rips his eyes away from his shirt and to where you sit. All traces of amusement leave your face as you realize that the jokes were interfering with the seriousness of the intended conversation and seemed to insult him.

“I know what I asked, Y/N. I am the one who asked it - and don’t you dare treat me like I’m an angel. I was watching porn while in the womb. I knew what a vagina looked like when I was eight, knew what sex was when I was six.”

You roll your eyes, head shaking a little bit. He was being melodramatic, but you understood the point he was trying to prove. Still - it did nothing to sway your already formulated answer.

But - you couldn’t shake the question circulating your brain.

“I don’t - I don’t understand. Why are you asking me of all people to take something so meanin-”

He cuts you off again, and by the smooth reply of his words, you can tell that he’s thought this through. That this isn’t something he just pieced together, or come to conclude carelessly - that he’s been thinking of this for a good while now.

You want to ask him how long fucking you has been on his mind to lighten the mood, but you keep the crude comment at bay with the bite of your tongue, knowing it’s better to stay silent as of now.

“You’re my bestfriend, Y/N. You know everything about me, you’ve seen the good side of me, the bad side of me, you’ve seen the disgusting things I’m capable of, like the time I belched the abc’s and threw up all over your sneakers--”

You grimace at the memory, the feeling of having to walk home with his vomit in your shoes was something you didn’t look back at with fondness. You had spent four hours trying to clean the shoes, only to have to throw them away not because of the damage, moreso because of the stench.

“Okay,” you sigh, waving him along with a stroke of your hand, “I get it, I get it, continue on.”

He rolls his eyes, but the corners of his red lips tug upwards into a miniscule smile.

“Carrying on - they say that your first time should be with somebody you love, somebody who's seen everything you are as a person, somebody you care about - and well,” he pauses for the slightest of moments, “well I love you, and you love me, right?” His eyebrows raise to add emphasis to his question, and he already knows the answer. Obviously.

Because if you hadn’t loved him, would you really have forgiven him for the whole sneakers incident?

The nasty fucker.

And well - you did love him. You loved him so entirely much, more than he loved you.

So when you hear that part of his sentence, your stomach does a little drop, the unrequited love you have for him creeping up your throat in the form of bile. You’re able to keep it down by swallowing the lump and heated spit in your mouth.

You nod your head to answer his, more rhetoric than anything, question, and his smile widens - you were right, he already knew the answer.

“But - why me?” You say, even though you know how he’ll answer - because you’ve been his friend longer than anyone else has been. You continue on even so. “Jimin loves you, Jimin knows what nasty and disgraceful things you’re capable of - Jimin--”

“Jimin’s a boy, Y/N.” He says, interrupting your rambling with a sigh. “And-,” he pauses, his nose scrunching up in distaste.

“Jimin’s ugly.” He says, a face that says, “duh,” carving into his features. “You’re a girl, and you’re beautiful.”

You go silent. The tiniest amount of pink starting to coat your cheeks and the body of your neck due to the compliment he’s just paid you. And for a moment, you wonder why Taehyung decided to ask you such a thing - such an intimate, and private thing in the middle of a cafeteria - where someone could easily overhear if they truly wanted to.

Why didn’t he ask you that morning when he had stopped by your dorm room to pick you up?

Why hadn’t he tried to ask you on the way to the cafeteria? He had multiple opportunities, but he had waited. It didn’t make any sense.

He clears his throat, an indication that his patience is running thin.

Kim Taehyung - Taehyung who insisted that girl’s didn’t fart until age ten, the boy whose face crinkled when he saw two people kissing until he was thirteen, the boy who blushed and turned his head away awkwardly when you started to talk about your breasts - had just asked you - to have sex with him. To take his goddamn fucking virginity.

You shake your head quickly, eyes moving from the half untouched breakfast on your tray, where they had drifted during your train of thought - and back up to your best friend who is staring at you very openly.

“No, Taehyung. I just -” you pause momentarily. “I can’t do it. It would ruin, utterly destroy our friendship. And I don’t-” you shake your head a little. “I don’t think you get just what you are asking me to do. You don’t understand how big a deal losing your virginity is.”

You watch as his lips fall apart suddenly, but no words carry out. His shoulders sink as his body posture falls a tad amount, and you can’t sit there and see how disappointed he looks because it makes you feel - sad, but also - somewhat flattered? Like a part of you may actually be happy that he’s upset you won’t be the one to fuck him.

You’re about to leave - but then he continues on.

“But if not you, then who?” He asks, and there’s a hint of something you can’t quite decipher hidden in the layers of his thick, deep, voice. “I’m almost twenty, Y/N. I’m almost fucking twenty years old, and I’m still a virgin!” He exclaims, voice raising. “I don’t want to have to wait longer, I don’t want to have to wait for someone when I already have a special someone. You’re special, you know? You’re like super special to me, and me being a virgin-” he hesitates for a brief second, like he had maybe lost his train of thought amidst his rambling. “I’m pretty sure it’s the reason no girls talk to me, or refuse to give me the time of day. I must have a stamp on my forehead saying, “Twenty year old inexperienced virgin, don’t touc--”

Taehyung’s a loud talker, he always has been. But somehow he’s gotten even louder, so to save him from embarrassment you surge forward. Half of your body flying over the top of the lunch table as your hand moves to cover over his lips. As your hand touches his mouth, he looks at you with wide and curious brown eyes.

You mutter out a “shhhh” and he looks around to make sure nobody had heard the discussion between you two, and the few on-goers who had glanced in your guys’ general direction once you had body slammed the table, had looked away, prompting you to settle back in your seat, hands leaving your friend’s lips.

You take a deep breath, eyes finding his and in a serious voice you say:

“Taehyung, I can assure you that the only reason anybody would ever think you’re a virgin is because you just screamed it out for them to hear.”

You end your statement with a small smirk and once again, he rolls his eyes. Head shaking in pure and evident annoyance.

“Anyway,” he says, hands stretching out across the surface of the table to take your own.

Sometimes you think he does this on purpose. Like he knows what his touch does to you - that the slightest brush of his finger could have you swooning in a matter of seconds. But you shake the thought away, Taehyung would never be that cruel - he'd never take advantage of you like that.

Still - you can’t help but to glance down at either one of your hands and admire the way his fingers look grasping yours.

He begins to speak again, reattracting your attention.

“I asked you because I trust you, Y/N. You’re the only person I trust with something as big as this. I know it wouldn’t affect our friendship in a negative way but if anything, improve it.”

You cock an eyebrow, still not bought on the idea of fucking your bestfriend for his first time.

“Improve it because, well think of it this way - we’d be connected on a more intimate level.”

You stare at him, lips parting, as a look of disgust appears on your face.

Had he just tried to be romantic? If so, you’re horribly unimpressed.

“And I’ve been thinking about it for awhile now, I only gathered enough courage to finally ask you because well-” he lifts his shoulders up into a shrug, “how else could I get it done?”

You let out a huff of air, annoyed by how he had phrased the ending of his sentence. And deep down, you know he didn’t mean it in the way it sounded. Taehyung, well, he’s never been good with voicing his feelings. But still - it sounded like he only wanted you to do it because he had no one else. Like you were his only option.

“Gee.” You say effortlessly, hand moving to cover your chest as you speak out the next part of your sentence, as if gesture that his words touched your heart. “You sure do know the way to a woman’s heart, Tae.”

This time, it’s you who rolls their eyes and you swing your legs over the bench you had been sitting at, plant your feet into the tiles of the cafeteria floor, hands grabbing the remains of your lunch tray as you begin to walk it over to the trash can, ready to discard the breakfast that will now go uneaten.

Taehyung doesn’t miss a beat, he’s following you, walking right beside you, refusing to give up that easily.

“I realize that I may not have stated that the best way.” He says, running a hand through his hair.

You dump your trash.

“Oh really, you think so?” You ask sarcastically. He ignores your comment, continues on.

“You know I’m not good with words, Y/N. ‘Specially when it comes to you ‘n all.”

You cringe at his text-talk lingo, now walking further to hand your tray to the lunch lady. You nod towards her, a smile on your lips in a way of thanking her for her services.

“You know I wouldn’t ask you something so big if I wasn’t absolutely serious about it. You know it, Y/N.”

You still refuse to speak, your brain moving at a speed so rapid you can hardly make out the different thoughts. You’re nearing the exit of the cafeteria now, stopping only when you’re at the threshold - where you and Taehyung part every morning to attend your own separate, respected classes.

You - to creative writing, him to contemporary dance.

When you don’t say anything, he lets out a sigh. You watch as he lifts a hand, drifting it through his dark silver-grey, curly locks. His hair is getting longer - bangs drifting past his eyebrows but you don’t mind. You’ve always enjoyed the way he’s looked with longer hair. Always thought it made him look more attractive - if possible. Because Taehyung was sex on feet, and you had no idea why the girls at Seoul’s University didn’t try to eat him up.

Or for that matter, why the males didn’t either.

“Look, petal.” He says, intentionally using the nickname he created for you back when you were younger and all you ever wanted to do was wear flower crowns and look at their petals - but, don’t pick them because if you pick them they die, Taehyung!

“M’not going to force you or anything.” He shakes his head, “I hope you know that, at least. Y/N. And I’m certainly not going to try to guilt trip you or whatever, but I want my first time to be special - and you’re the most special person to me, y’know? You’re the only person I can see myself doing this - big thing, with.”

Yeah - he really wasn’t good with words, but you have to admire his efforts.

You watch as he lifts his shoulders up into a short shrug. “So just - just like think about it, and let me know, okay? No rush or anything.”

And before you can add something, or reply in a sarcastic manner, Taehyung is waving you off with a wide smile before heading off towards the direction of his first class of the day - like what he had just asked was as normal as asking about the weather - as if the consequences couldn’t change everything established between the two of you.

You shake your head, a breathless laugh mixed sigh leaving your lips as you decide to carry on with your day, knowing that the discussion was not going to be able to leave your head at all that day.

You don’t speak about the offer again until later that night, when your friend/dorm-mate Jisoo ponders on your behavior. You don’t even see Taehyung again that day - deciding to skip out on lunch, finding that it would be a bit too awkward if you both had shown up and acted as though he hadn’t asked you to swipe his V card a few hours prior.

But even though you hadn’t seen him - you had heard from him. He had been relentless in his texts to you, his overabundance of messages higher in count today than ever before.

[9:48 am] Taehyung: B======D

[9:52 am] Taehyung: ___\o/___ me drowning in ur pussy lol

[9:53 am] Taehyung: oh wait u dont like tht word

[9:53 am] Taehyung: lemme fix it

[9:53 am] Taehyung: **vagina

You had let out a scoff at the his crude messages, but you’d be lying if you said that they hadn’t made you crack a small smile, even if it was only nine in the morning when you had received and read them. And - he was so childish, so immature. How did he expect you to take his virginity when he had the mental age of a fucking thirteen year old boy?

You’d thought about what Taehyung had asked all day, just like you assumed you would.

But honestly - how could you not?

It made the day much harder in the work sense.

Because words in your history book changed into sexual innuendos, and the historical pictures were suddenly Taehyung - dressed in outdated clothes saying inappropriate things like, “have sex with me, c’mon!” Or, the most unrefined, “If you don’t have sex with me, Donald Trump will be elected for another four years, and we both know you don’t want that!”

You had slammed your textbook shut so loud that you had distracted a few of your classmates, resulting in you sinking in your seat with embarrassment.

You were currently sitting on your twin sized bed, back against the wall it was pushed up against, laptop in your lap, as your eyes fixated on the blank piece of virtual paper that stared back at you.

You were meant to be writing your report on Global Warming and the proof on why it did exist, but your mind kept going back to Taehyung.

To Taehyung who had asked you to fuck him without so much as a blush rising to his cheeks, meanwhile you were sitting here, on your bed, the slightest tinge of pink coating your cheeks at just the mere thought.

Taehyung who invaded your heart so easily that you hadn’t known it had happened until it was already too late!

Taehyung who-

“What’s got you all pink and dreamy eyed over there?” Jisoo’s sweet melodious voice fills the four walls of your small dorm quietly, immediately grasping your attention and pulling you out of your innermost thoughts.

Your lips part, head tilting up a little - so you stare in her general direction. She’s mimicking you in a similar fashion, back pressing against the pillows of her bed, laptop in her lap - but she’s more interested in her phone than the conversation she’s just initiated or the homework that sits undone on her laptop.

You’re about to give her a bullshit answer - but the words that you want to speak won’t leave your lips. You take a moment to ask yourself why you shouldn’t ask her for her advice. She was a loyal friend, someone you had met right about the time you had fallen in love with Taehyung - she knew the details, plus Jisoo was intelligent.

She’d see where you were coming from and tell you fuck no! And then you could be on your way, delivering the news to Taehyung.

And so - you tell her. Abruptly, right then without a seconds worth of hesitation.

Your bad, really.

“Taehyung asked me to take his virginity today.”

You watch as her thumbs that are hovering over her phone’s keyboard suddenly halt - you watch her whole entire body still as she looks up, her eyes widen so much they they resemble saucers - like she can’t believe what she’s just been told. You take her silence as permission to carry on.

“I fucking know right? And then he gets all butthurt when I turn him down! Like what, Taehyung? What horribly written porno or cheesy romantic movie have you been watching to get the idea that I’d take your vi-”

But she interrupts you - quite literally, with a pillow. She chucks it towards you and it hits you so hard it shuts your laptop screen.

You look up astonished, about to rip her a new one and ask her why the fuck she just did that, but before you can, she’s rambling.

“You fucking said no?!” She’s standing now, bewilderment stretched all across her features. “You said no, Y/N! Why? Why on Earth would you say no?!”

You push your laptop over to the side of the bed you’re not using and scoot more towards the edge, you’re sitting criss-crossed now, the tossed pillow she had thrown at you now in your lap, as your arms wrap around it.

Your curiosity is now peaked, did she really disagree with your decision?

You watch her intently as she paces your small dorm room, walking from one end of her bed to the other and repeating the cycle over and over again as she thinks.

“How could you have said no?!” She screeches, head turning in your direction.

Immediately you feel threatened, arms unwrapping from the pillow and hands moving up into a surrendering type pose.

She rolls her eyes, muttering something that sounds oddly similar to, “You’re so fuckin’ naive. Stupid, stupid girl!”

You’re about to ask her just how you’re being naive! If she really thought you’d take Taehyung’s virginity?!

But before you can, she’s walking past her bed and over to your dresser, going through your top drawer - of which just happens to be your.. delicates.

“Jisoo, what on Earth are you doing?” You ask her, jumping up from your bed, you’re standing between both of your beds now, arms now crossed over your chest as she rummages through your panties and bras, throwing different colored ones over her shoulder carelessly with a shake of her head or a roll of her eyes.

“Jisoo! I just folded all of those, what’re you doing?!” You exclaim when you don’t get an answer.

Her movements cease, head turning towards you as she shakes her head, eyes rolling loudly.

“What does it look like I’m fuckin’ doing, you brat? Picking you out something to wear so you can go fuck Taehyung!”

You scoff, head shaking as you look off to the side.

“Jisoo it’s Tuesday, who has sex on a Tues--Hey!” You screech when you figure out the weight of her words, head snapping back towards the black haired female whose attention has resettled on your undergarments. “I never agreed to that! I’m not fucking Taehyung. Especially not on a Tuesday!”

Once she hears your words, she turns towards you - now standing up with a matching pair of black underwear and panties in her grasp.

“Voila!” She shouts, a satisfied smirk raising onto her lips. “Knew you had to have something other than granny panties in there!” And your lips part, about to fight back but she interrupts suddenly. She mimics your actions, arms crossing over her chest.

“Give me three reasons why you shouldn’t take Taehyung’s virginity.”

You scoff again, as if it’s the most obvious thing. You’re a few feet apart now, you can see the smirk increasing in size on her lips.

“One.” You say, rolling your eyes because you know she doesn’t think you can come up with three reasons. You hold up one finger. “He’s my best fucking friend! Fucking your bestfriend’s is a huge no-no! It’s written in all of the fuckin’ books.”

Jisoo lets out a noise resembling a, “pfft.”

You continue on, holding up a second finger.

“Two - he doesn’t realize the full meaning of what he’s asking me to do!”

Jisoo tilts her head, obviously still unconvinced.

“Three! Did I mention he’s my best fucking friend and that you’re not supposed to fuck your bestfriend! Especially when you’re in love with him!” You exclaim, waving a hand for emphasis.

You let out a tired sigh after you breathe out the last of your sentence, Jisoo still seems unfazed by the entire ordeal.

“Those three reasons don’t mean jack shit, babe.” She says, “They are nothing but excuses.” She must get tired of standing, because she moves to sit on her bed, legs dangling over the side.

You let out a slow breath before you mimic her actions, taking a seat on your own bed.

“Explain.”

“Fucking your best friend would be a huge no-no if it were any other pair of friends - but Taehyung and you - you hold a special sort of relationship, you know that, right?”

You stay silent, you’ve always known that what you and Taehyung have is different - in a way.

Special. More intimate. A closeness you can’t quite describe, it’s been that way for as long as you can remember.

You shrug. “Even so, it just wouldn’t be right. It could still fuck things up.” You state, still unconvinced.

“Not if neither of you let it.” She adds on, like she knew you were about to say that. “And knowing you both - neither of you would let it. You both care about each other way too much to let something come between your friendship.”

You let out a small breath, she had a point.

“Second, Taehyung - even though he may not act like it a majority of the time - is a grown ass man.”

You almost laugh.

“He’s almost twenty years old, Y/N, meaning he is capable of making his own decisions and knowing their true meaning and consequences. He wouldn’t have asked you if he thought he would be jeopardizing your friendship, or - for that matter, you. And you know that. He loves you too much to do something that risks him losing you.”

“Which brings me to my next part - he loves you, and he knows that you love him - in the way you do.”

You suddenly still, body tensing just a small amount. She’s tried to say this before - that he knows you’re in love with him, but he’s too afraid to explore something more. You know it’s bullshit - if Taehyung knew, he’d tell you.

Wouldn’t he?

“So that means he asked you because he loves you too, Y/N. He asked you because he’s in love with you, as well. You know he wouldn’t ask you to do it - knowing he knows, if he didn’t feel the same way.”

You roll your eyes.

“And fine,” she says exasperatedly, “if you don’t believe that - then fuck him. Fuck him to fuck the love you have for him away. Use him, because he’ll be using you, right? Use each other, it’s only fair.”

(Jisoo doesn’t believe a word of her last argument, she knows that Taehyung loves you - it’s obvious, isn’t it? But if you’re not going to believe her then she’s going to manipulate you into thinking something else - that way, you and Taehyung can finally discuss your feelings for each other, it’s the perfect plan - right?)

You let out a sigh, still not fully convinced - but - but maybe, Jisoo did have a point? Maybe sleeping with Taehyung would help you move on from him in some sort of twisted reverse-psychology way?

“And,” Jisoo says, adding one more thing before she gives up, “if you don’t believe anything else I’ve said - then think of it this way: Taehyung is attractive, right? If you don’t take his virginity, somebody else will. Somebody who probably won’t care about him like you do. Somebody who probably won’t love him the way you do. Do you want that for him?”

You swallow the lump in your throat - her words hitting you like a shit ton of bricks. And once she see’s the way you’re finally thinking and fully contemplating the entire thing - she’s once again smirking to herself, because she knows her work here is done. And so she tosses your lingerie carelessly onto your bed, while she repositions herself into a more comfortable position, pretending to idly scroll through her phone.

“Definitely choose black, by the way. It brings out your eyes.”

You let out a clearly frustrated groan, your head shaking. You’re still not fully sure what you will do, your head drops as your eyes scan the floor that now has your underwear and bras thrown about.

And then you grab the pillow she had thrown at you previously and chuck it back at her ruthlessly.

“Clean up the mess you made, brat.”

The next time you see Taehyung is three days later, Friday night, when you hear a knock at your dorm door.

You let out a silent sigh because you already knew who it was. The same boy who has been trying to pry conversations out of you since the day he asked you the big question.

“So, have you been thinking about what I proposed?” Taehyung’s deep and smooth voice ponders as soon as you open the door to your room, he’s taking up the entire space of the threshold - the single entrance and exit, tall body pressed up against the side of the doorway, arms folding as he sizes you up.

He looks extremely good. Clad in a snapback that covers a majority of his long silver hair, a light grey oversized - long sleeved shirt covering his torso with the words, “not your babe,” written across the center. He’s wearing a pair of black skinny jeans - ones that hug the quelsm of his thighs graciously. You force your eyes away.

You’re dressed in a black long sleeved shirt, one that covers more than half of your neck, the hem is tucked into your high-waisted shorts, and you have a pair of knee white socks covering a majority of your legs, black boots covering your feet.

You let out a scoff, but you can feel a small heated flame take over your body with every second his gaze lingers on your being, your cheeks threatening to go pink at any given moment. Your curly brunette hair is pulled up into a ponytail, separate curls falling to dangle around your face that you had attempted to pin back, but gave up after your third try.

“I don’t even get a fucking hello? Just a, ‘have you decided to take my virginity or not?’ Fucking rude.” You say, playfulness dripping from your voice. Taehyung snorts, shaking his head a little - you turn around then, walking back to your bed to grasp your small black backpack, maneuvering your arms through the straps, and when you turn back - you find Taehyung quickly snapping his head up, causing you to let out a disgruntled noise.

“Were you just checking me out?” You ask, your eyebrows furrowing and cocking upwards. Taehyungs snort - loud and obnoxious, would be considered unattractive if he wasn’t literally crafted by Aphrodite herself.

“You fucking wish.” He retorts, and a part of you lets out a soft sigh, yeah, you think, I kinda do.

Your eyes lift heavenward as you shove past him to stand in the hallway, he shuts your door, a smile curving up at the corners of his lips.

“You’ve been avoiding me, petal.” He says as you guys make your way down the hallway slowly, voices a soft whisper - because even though you both were in college, your University had a strict rule about curfews and the opposite gender in certain corridors. Luckily enough for you, you knew the dorm advisor - had befriended her by accident in English Literature - her name was Kang Seulgi and she was beautiful, in her third year of college, studying to be a teacher - but you had a feeling that your sort-of friendship with her wasn’t the only reason she turned a blind eye when Kim Taehyung was often seen poking around your dorm, usually at the late hours of the night or the early ones of the morning. You’re pretty sure she had found him attractive, which was easy to do.

But for some odd reason, the furthest she had ever gotten with Taehyung was a greeting, and that was that. Maybe she sensed that you had feelings for him, maybe it was something else.

You weren’t going to prod, because perhaps prodding would give her the courage to finally speak to Taehyung, and Taehyung having another option to who to give his virginity to made you feel… dare you say, uncomfortable?

You shake the thoughts away the best you can, you had no right to feel or think that way - especially when your mind was pretty much already made up.

Taehyung’s virginity was not yours to hold onto if you weren’t going to take it in the first place. Who he gave it to - was not your business if it was not going to be you.

“Not avoiding, Taehyung.” You say, finally replying to his inquiry. “Just not - exactly looking for you.”

“--And running away from me when you do see me!” He continues, “And spending your lunches in the library,” he adds, “I’ve been by your room every day this week since Tuesday to pick you up per usual - only to have Jisoo answer annoyed at me for waking her up at, ‘the ass crack of dawn!’ because somebody had already left early without warning me.”

You grimace, thinking about Jisoo’s early morning wrath and offer Taehyung an apology, he lets out a chuckle, shoulders sliding upwards into a shrug.

“I just didn’t want to see you until I made my decision.” You reply honestly. You see the smile on his lips only increase in size.

“That’s not a yes, asshole.”

“I know, I know,” Taehyung says, “but, Tuesday morning it was a no - now it’s still a decision. So it’s been bumped up a few notches, which I’ll more than graciously accept.”

You roll your eyes, he had you there. “Shut up.”

“But anyway - I don’t want to sound like an asshole or anything-” by now you both have made it out of the A rooms, currently outside in the parking lot. Taehyung leads you towards the direction of the library where you will go to study, you’re lucky that the party he’s attending passes the library, offering the perfect excuse to walk together. “But why do you care so much about who I lose it to? I mean, you lost it to--”

You hold a hand up quickly, a grunt leaving your lips. “Kim Seokjin, yes I’m aware.”

Kim Seokjin was a mildly sore subject, he was your first love - you had cried the day he graduated because you were far too intelligent to know what was to come next. And surely enough - the breakup, though foreseen, still hurt. You both were upset though, both in love - or as far into love as two naive teenagers who barely had a grasp on what love even was could be. You had lost contact with each other over the years, but you knew he was going to University in Daegu, and he seemed to be happy. He had a boyfriend who was trying to produce music, you think his name was Yoongi, but you don’t remember. The most contact you have with Seokjin now is through mutual facebook likes.

“But see, I loved Seokjin, Taehyung. He was my first love.” You turn your head to Taehyung, eyes flickering around his face. His jaw seems clenched, but you’re unable to make it out in the moonlight, “And because he was my first love it was special, and lovely - and even though we didn’t last, I don’t regret it, y’know? That’s what I want for you, Taehyung.” You keep your eyes on the side of his face as you continue speaking - you guys are nearing the library, and you can see multiple cars filling the road - no doubt in your mind that half of them belong to patrons of the party Taehyung’s going to attend.

“I don’t want you to regret your first time.” You say, letting your head finally turn forward and away from Taehyung.

“I know,” Taehyung breathes out, “I don’t want to either, which is why I asked you. So just -” he stops walking now, wanting to take a second to finish the conversation before you leave him to study and he leaves you to swallow the concoctions Namjoon will surely shove down this throat. “Just know that I wouldn’t regret it - don’t ask me how I know, because I just do.”

And he offers you his signature rectangular smile, one so bright, you can see the dimples appear above the corners of his lips even in the dark. He then moves his right hand upwards to cup the side of your cheek, the pads of his fingers smoothing over the skin there - and this is not a rare occurrence, but it still causes your breath to catch, having not expected it.

Your lips part - why? You’re not entirely sure, you want to argue his statement, but try as you might - no words come to the surface. You were at a loss for a retort. How and what could you reply to Taehyung when he had just said he wouldn’t regret sleeping with you?

His words seemed to have set a tingly-like feeling spread throughout your body. One that resembles that of a forest fire.

And Taehyung notices how you seem to have let your mind linger on something he isn’t very sure about but has a good clue. And before you can get a word out - Taehyung is doing what Taehyung does best.

Distracting your thoughts and putting your mind at ease, leaving you before you can counter his argument, leaving before you can correctly contemplate a well formed response. Leaving you with your thoughts, giving you time to think.

Your eyes fall to where his body is - backing away from you slowly as he drifts into the cool night, his smile still visible but disappearing as he drifts away from the lights of the library.

“See ya later, petal. Don’t study too hard.”

You let out a grunt, trying to properly catch your thoughts as you grasp the straps of your backpack and pull it tighter onto your body.

“Don’t drink too much.”

And then you turn around and start to walk to the entrance of the library - knowing that trying to study with the thoughts of Taehyung on your mind would be impossible.

You’re an hour and thirty minutes into your studying - scratch that, your attempt at studying when you finally decide to give up, that no matter how hard you try - there was no way you were going to be able to focus on the tasks at hand.

You arrived at your dorm about twenty minutes ago and had long changed into something more comfortable. You were dressed in a sweatshirt and a pair of light grey shorts that hung somewhat loosely on your hips - you had to tie them in numerous knots to get them to stay put.

You had fished out your cellphone from it’s place of residing in the deepest catacombs of your backpack - somewhere you stored it when you were trying to study. And once you turn it on - you immediately check through the messages you had received.

[10:05 PM] Jisoo: let me know if tonight’s the night you take him for a ride!!! I defo dont wanna walk in on tht xx ;p

You roll your eyes at Jisoo’s crude messages - ever since your talk with her that night in your dorm, she had thrown jokes like the aforementioned one your way, cracking comments every so often.

[10:23 Pm] You: suck a big one, Jisoo.

[10:23 Pm] Jisoo: im trying ;) xo

Your face distorts easily as you shake your head knowing that Friday’s were her and Jimin’s ‘date,’ nights.

You decide to take a moment to scroll through Instagram - more specifically, Taehyung’s Instagram. Your curiosity getting the best of you, wanting to see how his night was going.

The photos he’s posted seems like the ones he posts every Friday night - a name he claims as his party nights.

One of him, Namjoon, and Jeongguk - a friend of his you hadn’t really been acquainted with, but heard of so often it felt like you actually did know him - were crowded into one picture, drinks in their hands. They wore similar lazy smiles and their eyes matched with a recognizable gleam of intoxication.

The next photo displayed a table set up to play beer pong - no doubt in your mind it was Hoseok’s doing. The photos continued on, a majority of them would be deleted in the morning after Taehyung sobered up and realized how foolish he was making himself look. Or, for a better reason - he didn’t want his parents thinking he was a full-blown alcoholic.

Your ‘liking’ spam must’ve caught his attention because the next thing you know your phone is dinging with a clear indication that you’ve received a text message.

And sure enough it was from Taehyung himself.

When you open it, you see that he’s sent you a photo. There’s a sly pout curving on the shape of his lips, eyes glaring with a sheer liquid and his hair seems to be slick with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

Your eyes roam over the message he’s sent with the photo.

[10:21 Pm] Taehyung: misin u loads :( [10:23 Pm] Taehyung: wishin u were here <3333

You had let out a soft chuckle at his messages, fingers working out a quick reply.

[10:25 Pm] You: If only you cared about your grades more than you do your alcohol. :~)

[10:25 Pm] Taehyung: hahaha that nose looks likes a sperms

Before you wring his neck at the reply he’s sent, another is being sent to your phone.

[10:26 Pm] Taehyung: wish u were here tos care off all the girls!!! they wont leave me alone :( they never bug me when ur around me

As your eyes scan over the words of his last message - your jaw clenches. Teeth moving to press together tightly. You reread the two sentences several times trying to ease the quickening of your heartbeat.

It was hard being in love with a boy who was desired by many, you had learned this long ago. Taehyung was a social butterfly - he took to people as moths do to flames. He was easily a people person, someone who got along with everybody. You, on the other hand - were the opposite.

You had a small amount of people you considered your friends and you didn’t feel like you needed anymore. Why waste time trying to make friends when you were happy with the ones you had? You didn’t see the point.

The uneasiness of his reply doesn’t leave your body for the next hour. And you spend the time trying to talk yourself out of what your mind keeps thinking about - trying to come up with many excuses to sway your decision you thought was permanent.

But something about his message opened your eyes - the message mixed with Jisoo’s words and the conversations you had had with Taehyung were replaying in your head on a continuous loop.

And it’s while you’re in your bed, staring up at your ceiling do you come to your final decision.

You were in love with Taehyung, Taehyung deserved to lose his virginity to somebody who loved him. To somebody who would do it correctly and truly teach him.

He deserved to lose his virginity to someone who would continue to always care for him.

Taehyung was determined and his mind was set on the idea that you would be the one to take his virginity - and if he had come to that decision all on his own, and if he had worked up the courage to ask you - and continue to hope you’d do so even after you had refused his offer, you knew that in his eyes you were the only one he could see doing it.

So you decide, right then and there that you’ll take his virginity. But, if you were being honest - you had decided from the moment he had asked you.

A part of you knew that you wanted to - a part of you knew that you were going to end up saying yes, which is probably why you had been so adamant on saying no in the first place.

Quickly you grasp your phone that had been lying untouched by your body for the past hour. You unlock it and click on the conversation between Taehyung and yourself, fingers composing a message and sending it before you have time to reread it for grammatical errors.

[11:32 PM] You: Stop by in the morning, I need to talk to you.

The reply you get is almost instant - which causes your eyebrows to uplift in curiosity. To be honest, you hadn’t even expected Taehyung to even read your message tonight - not when he was preoccupied playing whatever childish games Hoseok dragged him into at the party he had tried to make you attend.

[11:32 Pm] Taehyung: everything okay?? [11:33 Pm] You: Just need to talk to you. [11:33 Pm] Taehyung: I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.

You had sat up quickly, having not expected that response.

And surely enough - fifteen minutes later, give or take a few, there is a soft knock at your door.

When you open the door you see Taehyung, who stands with an unreadable expression written across his features, his right hand scratching at the back of his neck. He’s looking to the side and you have no time for his weird behavior, because you’ve made up your decision and you know - that if you wait any longer you’ll end up stalling and talking yourself out of telling him your decision.

“I’ll do it.” You say softly, right hip cocking and pressing against the threshold of your doorway, arms moving to cross over your chest.

You hadn’t changed from your lazy clothes, hadn’t even attempted to fix your unruly hair. You figured that if Taehyung wanted you naked then he should be able to handle you when you looked your worst.

Immediately - your words grasp his attention. He looks up from wherever his eyes had been studying. His taller body has straightened out, obsidian eyes instantly landing on yours.

His lips part, as he gapes at you. And he’s silent - you hadn’t expected that. To be honest, you had expected him to jump up and down in glee - to shout something absurd, but instead you were met with a shocked expression, an unusual quiet taking over Taehyung’s body.

“What?” You squawk out, “Oh my god.” you says, eyes widening as the worst thought comes to mind. “Don’t tell me you changed your mind because I will be so fucking embarrassed-”

He cuts you off in a hushed, obnoxious, over-the-top chuckle, his long arms moving to wrap around your body as he pulls you into his chest.

“Petal, petal. I didn’t change my mind.” He says, tip of his nose pressing into the short locks of your dark colored hair. It’s obvious in his clear speech that Taehyung is not drunk, nor has he drank enough for him to not remember any of the conversation spoken tonight.

“I just - you kept saying no so I didn’t think you’d actually agree to it. But I haven’t changed my mind, Y/N.”

You shake your head, the top of your teeth moving down to skid across your bottom lip as you step out of his embrace, walking backwards into your room a little ways.

“I just needed to fully understand and think through everything.” You shrug - a light, effortless one. “I needed to make sure you knew what you were asking and I think our talk earlier really allowed me to come to the conclusion that this is what you want, and that I’d rather take it than some random girl, y’know?”

You look back up to Taehyung’s eyes, noticing how they’ve slipped away from your intense gaze, how the smile he had been wearing had disappeared right off of his lips. He looks - you can’t quite pinpoint it, but he’s not himself.

You cock an eyebrow upwards, directing your attention and words to the boy himself. “You okay? You’re acting like perhaps you’ve changed your mind. And if you have - that’s okay, just tell me. You have to be honest and-”

He interrupts again, and you make a mental note to scold him on the matter later. (Because you were a month older than him and he certainly was not respecting his elder!)

He returns his attention to your face, lips morphing into a smile. “Trust me,” he says, “I haven’t changed my mind - just maybe had a bit too much to drink, not feeling the best.”

You nod your head, a smile stains itself to your lips as you grasp his right hand, squeezing it as you pull him through the threshold and into your small room.

“Good, you can crash here then.” You say, knowing that Jisoo more than likely won’t be returning anytime soon and even if she was - she wouldn’t care or be surprised. In fact, her head probably would have roamed to the first dirty thing.

“So I’m guessin’ you don’t wanna do the deed tonight?” He asks, a goofy smile - one to signify that what he’s just said is a joke settles onto his face. And you mentally slap yourself.

He shuts the door behind him as you climb onto your bed. “No, you fucker. You’re somewhat drunk, or you were drunk - and when…” you trail off, taking a moment to gather your thoughts and what words you want to say.

“And when I take your virginity you have to be aware - sober too. So you can properly give me your consent. Now hurry up and get the fuck over here. I need the warmth your body provides.”

He obliges easily, a lazy smile overriding his features as he stalks towards you. “You only like my body heat, nothing else.”

And no time is wasted as he climbs atop of your bed after toeing his shoes off, his strong arms are cascading effortlessly around your small body as he tugs you into his chest.

Your back is pressed to the front of his body , your eyes are shutting - and your bed is comfortable. It always has been, but you’d choose Taehyung’s arms over your bed sheets any day.

And you listen to his breathing, a steady calming that sends your body into bliss. You focus on the rhythm for awhile - until he pauses.

And it’s silent for a few moments, you wonder if you should ask him if he’s okay. But you can hear the slightest sound of his lips falling apart.

Then he says, in a soft whisper:

“You’re my bestfriend.”

And you don’t think it’s something he wants a response to, he knows that he’s your bestfriend too.

So not another word is spoken as you both drift off into a deep slumber.

And perhaps if you had been a bit more aware, a little less focused on the big agreement that’s just been accepted, you would have noticed the scent of a lingering rose stained to the collar of Taehyung’s shirt.

Something much too feminine to belong to Taehyung.

“So.” Taehyung says the next morning when you both awake, the morning sun is blinding as it drifts in between the cracks of the blinds covering your windows. He’s standing to the side of your bed, fixing his shirt and running a hand through his colored locks. You’re lying in your bed, sleep still threatening to take over your body at any given moment, eyes focusing the best to their ability on Taehyung.

He suddenly turns towards you.

Reluctantly, you pull yourself up with a grunt. Positioning your back against the wall, your legs moving into a criss-cross position, a pillow resting lazily in your lap.

His eyes meet yours, his hands gesturing towards his body as he speaks out his next sentence.

“When you wanna do this, then?”

You pull a face, clearly unimpressed, faking a retching sound as you turn your head and pretend to throw up on your unmade bedsheets.

“Ha-ha.” Taehyung says after a few continued noises of fake puking comes from you. You force yourself back up into a sitting position, eyes finding his.

“That just made me change my decision, actually.” You joke, head tilting a little.

He rolls his brown eyes, knowing you too well. “But really.” He says, eyebrows lifting upwards. “What day fits best for you?”

Your lips part as you try to roam your head for answers, teeth grazing idly across your bottom lip.

“Sunday?” You ask, head once again lifting upwards as your gaze reaches his. He looks a little surprised - eyes widening the tiniest amount. Your guys’ week didn’t start until Tuesday, both choosing to not take Monday classes so you’d have an extra day to your weekend.

“That soon?” He questions outloud - your lips part as your shoulders move upwards.

“It’s my next available day but if you’d rather wai--” He shakes his head, interrupting you mid sentence.

“No, no, Sunday’s fine - just, I don’t know. I guess I wasn’t expecting it to be that soon.”

You watch his familiar boxy smile light up his entire handsome face - your stomach drops a little at the sight.

“So like, five on Sunday?” You question outloud. “That way we can like ease our way into it and--”

“Yeah.” He smiles, head nodding a little bit as he takes a step towards your bed. You’re not expecting his tall body to sink a little bit, and you’re more than definitely not expecting him to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, as he whispers a, “you’re the best, yknow?” into the slightly tense air.

It’s not meant to be answered, so you don’t retort- not that you’d be able to if you could, because the kiss he’s left on your skin has a million spurts of electricity eroding through your body. All wetness of your mouth has left in attempt to put out the fires spreading beneath your skin.

And you find yourself wondering how amazing the sex will be if something as little as a friendly kiss is causing you to swoon as much as you do.

You feel light - like you’re feet are floating and--

“I’ll be here Sunday. At five.” He’s stepping away, sending a way too friendly wink in your direction. He’s walking towards your door now, stopping when he’s feet away, turning his attention back to you one more time.

“And I’ll bring Chinese.”

Your eyebrows cock upwards in curiosity, he doesn’t let you question, already answering before you can get the first syllable out.

“We’ll be hungry afterward, won’t we? I hear sex works up quite the appetite.”

You facepalm, hand slapping against your face forcefully as you shake your head. You think you can hear him laugh quietly as he leaves your room, only allowing yourself to look up after you hear the door shut.

All day you’re convinced that you’ve dreamt everything that happened the night before and that very morning - even after you tell Jisoo to make plans somewhere else than your dorm on Sunday - even after having to roll your eyes at her remarks and her comment about wanting details.

It doesn’t fully register in your mind until that night when he texts you again.

[8:33 Pm] Taehyung: if you think about it, it’s kinda llike the time you taught me how to ride a bike - only this time you’ll be the one riding ;)

[8:35 Pm] Taehyung: also how many condoms should i bring??

[8:35 Pm] Taehyung: im gonna bring like five yknow jsut in case

[8:36 Pm] Taehyung: and i didnt know what size so i got large n extra large ;)

And it’s there in your bedroom, body curled up against the wall - thoughts roaming about Kim Taehyung, his penis size, and chinese food, that you realize you only have two days to prepare yourself to take Kim Taehyung’s virginity.

Your bestfriend.

The boy you’ve been in love with for two years.

And prepare yourself you will.

Because if Kim Taehyung wanted his first time to be special - then fuck, it was going to be.

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jikooksama · 7 years

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could u recommend ur favorite smut/fluff fics? thank u so much 💞

Hi there! Hmm, would it be too much for me to answer “everything on this blog” (≧∀≦) but here you go! I tried my best not to make this too long lol, but I hope my taste in fics is to your liking ♡ Let me know if you do end up liking them and would like more of my personal faves (either fluff/smut, other genres, or even other pairings), I’d be happy to share! (◡‿◡✿)**SMUT**Title: Everything’s a GameAuthor: dickmilkRating: ExplicitGenre: SmutSummary: jungkook’s always wanted a leg up on his step brother but maybe he’s bit off more than he can chew.Title: The Good DoctorAuthor: snarcsicsRating: ExplicitGenre: SmutSummary: Jungkook’s your basic sex addict. Troubled, distant, angry, and somewhat cocky, however Jimin suspects that was there long before Jungkook became an addict.Title: If I Get in, I Just Might DrownAuthor: fatalRating: ExplicitGenre: Fluff, SmutSummary: fucking jimin has always been jeongguk’s favourite hobby. ruts just made it that much more special.Title: Nu ABO: A Memoir by Park Jimin Author: decompositionbooksRating: ExplicitGenre: Mutual Pining, Smut, AngstSummary: The world didn’t think it was necessary to give him a guide when it shoved all of these omega hormones at him, so here it is, Park Jimin’s handbook on dealing with heats, unrequited love, and Jeon Jungkook.Title: PrimalAuthor: Rose_gold715Rating: ExplicitGenre: SmutSummary: Jimin goes into heat and Jungkook sees Jimin’s unguarded, unrestrained Omega side for the first time.Note: The entire “Mine, and His” series is so good thoughTitle: There is Sun and Spring and Green ForeverAuthor: bambambamsRating: ExplicitGenre: Slow Burn, Pining, Angst, SmutSummary: Jimin might have finally found someone who’s perfect for him, who can give him whatever he needs and then some. The problem being, maybe Jimin isn’t sure just what that is.Title: Two Sides; Same StoryAuthor: namjooneRating: ExplicitGenre: Mutual Pining, Smut, FluffSummary: Okay, so maybe Jimin thinks his neighbor is hot. A little. Okay, maybe a lot.**FLUFF**Title: The ABC’s of College JikookAuthor: jibootayRating: TeenGenre: Fluff, RomanceSummary: A simple collection of Jikook moments throughout college.Title: I Only Wanna Give You LoveAuthor: mnsgRating: TeenGenre: Fluff, MpregSummary: ULTIMATE BABY SURPRISE: NEW DADDY REACTS Or: if not by filming a Youtube tag video, how else do you tell your husband you’re gonna have a baby?Title: May I Have this Dance?Author: ClosingStatementRating: General AudiencesGenre: Fluff, Slice of LifeSummary: But certain moments were more potent than others: their wedding, their first time, their daughter’s birthday. Somehow, this made the cut, as well. Somehow, gently swaying together in the dark of their bedroom made Jimin feel as though he was falling in love with Jungkook all over again.Title: Slytherpuff Relationships are the Best (this series is ♡)Author: aborescentRating: General AudiencesGenre: FluffTitle: Woo You (Milk)Author: jeonifyRating: General AudiencesGenre: Mutual Pining, FluffSummary: they say there are five rings in a successful relationship.Title: You are My Starlight (The Light of My Life)Author: happy_tokkiRating: TeenGenre: Fluff, Slight AngstSummary: In which Jimin is Jeongguk’s muse, his galaxy, his everything.

#jikook #jimin #jungkook #ABO!verse #non!AU #domestic!AU #neighbors!AU #college!AU #youtuber!AU #hogwarts!AU #pwp #pining #fave #ask

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ilyseok · 7 years

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ilyseok’s BTS Masterlist

I’m separating my masterlist into a couple of smaller ones to better fit my blog’s needs. Please let me know if any of the links haven’t survived the format change, thanks! -🐢💙🌞

Any fiction marked with an M is 18+. Please do not read anything marked with an M if you are under the age of 18.

xReader

Drabble game mini masterlist

Min Yoongi

Boyfriend Yoongi drabble series

Frame & Focus - In the mess of moments that were his life, she was the frame and focus that made sense of everything

Kim Namjoon

More than just a diary - College AU - you meet a mysterious purple haired boy in the library at the university - a writer much like yourself.

Jung Hoseok

Wake up Noona! - Hoseok wants you to take him to the zoo, which means waking up now. On your day off. At 6am. The things you do for this boy…

Wake up Noona! pt 2 - Hoseok insists on taking care of you while you’re sick, despite your assurances that you are fine.

Hey, Mr. Lifeguard - Normally you spend your days off in the peace and quiet of your own home, but you have to take your little cousin to the pool and the cute lifeguard makes it worthwhile.

Memories (M) - You find an old box full of memories and spend the evening reminiscing with your boyfriend.

Extempore (M) - A spontaneous outing during your lunch break leads to some mischief down by the lake

Kim Taehyung

A Ruff Day in the Life of Kim Taehyung - As the party responsible for an unfortunate accident that could potentially ruing Taehyung’s life, you must take care of him in the aftermath. Hogwarts!AU Part I, Part II (coming soon)

Jeon Jeongguk

Camping is a Legit Strategy (preview - full coming soon) - It was all fun and games until you realized Jeon Jeongguk was put on this earth for no reason other than to ruin your life. Geek!AU

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Poly! BTS x reader

Yoonseok

Sunny day//catnap -You don’t remember who suggested spending this warm April day outdoors, but you’re glad they did because you can feel both Yoongi and Hoseok’s warm love for you

Heartstrings (series) - In a modern society where monarchs rule the land and finding one’s soulmate is necessary to be considered successful, Yoongi and Hoseok live a comfortable life in the Min family castle. At the request of his long-time friend, Yoongi’s father assumes the responsibility of hosting the princess of a neighboring kingdom while she searches their kingdom for the person with the soulmate tattoo that matches her own. Prologue | Chapter One | Chapter Two

Soft cuddles and chicken soup - You’re sick and your boyfriends come home to take care of you and give you the love you deserve.

Mischief Managed (M) - Trapped inside the common rooms on a gorgeous spring afternoon while you study for your upcoming exams, Hoseok suggests a break in the form of a rather mischievous distraction.

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MxM

Yoonseok

Among Asters & Sunflowers - When Min Yoongi moves to Jeolla for a summer internship with a famous photographer, he meets a loud barista named Hoseok at the coffee shop next door. Though he might come off as loud and annoying, Hoseok is a ray of sunshine that just might inspire Yoongi to be brave.

ABCs of Us (mini masterlist) (complete)- "There are many things I love about you and who I become when I’m with you - I can’t begin to describe them all, but I’ll try my best, starting from A and ending with Z." -A collection of drabbles from A to Z, about the things yoonseok loves about each other.

Through Time (M) -Time traveler AU + smut - The universe is cruel, always tearing Yoongi away through time against his will and limiting the amount of time he can spend with Hoseok. He cherishes the moments he spends with Hoseok because he never knows if it will be their last; his fate is out of his hands. (In other words, married yoonseok have loving sex as if it's the last time they'll ever see each other.)

Choices - Love is a choice, and Yoongi wouldn't trade his love for anything in the world. Even after the excitement fades, after he's seen every possible side of him, he would never give up his love for Hoseok.

2seok

Rainy Afternoon - The first time Jin meets Hoseok is in the rain.

#my fanfiction #bts masterlist #navigation

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haiyuta · 7 years

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Hi can you do A,K,Z,N,and M for rapmon for the abc thing thank you im sorry if I broke any rules

It’s okay I know Bts so I’ll accept it

A = Aftercare Aftercare with Namjoon would be really quiet overall. He would just close his eyes soaking in the moment. He would wrap his arm around your head and slowly carcass marks if he left any,

K = Kink Well we all know Namjoon is pretty kinky. ropes, blindfolds, marking, a tad bit of breath play. Praising(receiving), public risk

Z = ZZZ Quickly he would probably go to sleep about 10 minutes after sex.

N = NO Hm I think he is really open but some things he wouldn’t see himself do is sharing and or extreme bondage type of thing.

M = Motivation What turns him on is nudes, simple things like you bending over in some thin yoga pants, kissing, praising him in the studio. risk of anyone hearing you guys and moans.

ABC Smut Game

#abc game

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sugar-petals · 6 years

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Hi, darling! Could I request a gif reaction of the boys when you're a bit loud in bed? Could it be smut but kinda funny? Thank you very much, keep being inspired, I love your writing! (I also am a Yoongi's stan :D)

Warnings: Excessive bad crack, swearing, epilepsy advisory for Namjoon’s gif?

Jimin

Evil ass Satan came to this rotten earth and he has a name. Park Pouty Jimin! Underworld sex servant disguised as an angel and part-time stripper bottom… who loves to make you scream and shout… and let it all out. He has a way with words and the jiggly buns to bibbidi bobbidi back it the fuck up. You think he didn’t plan making you lose control riding on those glamazon thighs? How naïve. And he even thinks that he should work harder for it.

Taehyung

“What can I say. Dick too nice. Hands too skilled. Dirty talk on point.” And all at once. Diddly darn Tae-hung got the ABC of sex figured out. As usual: resident jack you o… I mean jack of all trades. The low-down has you gasping for breath a solid minute, continuing with moans even you didn’t think your voice was even mildly capable of. Even Hoseok is quaking one floor below. Banging the ceiling with a broomstick to get you rabid gorillas shut the frick up.

Jin

Oh my stress. If that hasn’t already happened because even Supreme Boi has more lines than him… Jin is losing it. Completely. Well, just like you. Panic, panic! Why are you screaming so much? He stops thrusting immediately. “Calm it, Kim. Just hit the right spot.” — “Yah! That was scary. You’re possessed!” — “By you, fucking hell! Let’s go, you ready?” — “Yes what, can we go on?” Well, by all means, the night is young!

Yoongi

[Breaking News] Daegu man cardiac arrests horny and screaming gf with wriggling tongue. Exits operating room bragging verbatim: “Yeah that’s right. I did that.” Girlfriend sues and champions Daegu man later on trial to a crippling fine of three dollars and unlimited sentence to get even more head. Daegu man comments with sly smile in front of press: “Swag, ya suckers.” Experts state further hospitalization is to be expected.

Hoseok

“Like, ew. Who do you think you are, tone it down! That’s my job sweetie.” Yeah that’s right, Hoseok is super offended. He’s totally not used to you being the lounder one. Unfortunately, his inner dom comes out when that’s not the case. He’s like what, what, what’s going on in here? Something’s not normal! But when you go on, then it starts to turn him on completely. Oh Shesus Christ. Subseok is back and ready to get milked for breakfast.

Namjoon

Howdy, nice ride! Guess who is going berserk! A swarm of bees couldn’t get him this riled up. Joonie’s academic brain goes fuzzier than his hair in Mic Drop MV. Em moans sound like Desiigner just dropped by and learned Korean. Those hips are snapping at your demand like whew, Jimin just got copied by Jeon. When he hears that delicious “Oh yes” and the screams and the growly growls, that equals more thrusts, no rocket science aye.

Jungkook

Fucker. He knows the power of tongue tech, copyright Yoongi. He probably stole some tips, yeah. But we are all aware that rapper Jungkook was never dead in the first place. “That’s feeling good I see?” He’s just taunting like the unholy brat overlord, no, KING that he is. For Noona’s groan, he gets the throne. Not quite when you decide to retaliate though. By threatening to buy and eat twenty lamb skewers while he sleeps. Aaand thrusting harder.

Commentary: YES!!! Yoongsters unite! Nice request, thank you for your sweet words as well. Hope this cheered everyone up, leave a comment! Love and cherish you

PS: I have a new theme, tell me how it works for you. Any bugs, format issues et cetera if they occur. Anyways. First I have to recover from laughing when I wrote this.

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