it’s jimin thing~ (insp.)

“I want to do both. I can do both” (trans.)

taehyung swimming 😳 for @taeyungie ♡

if it’s one thing yoongi’s gonna do…

the only viable explanation

i think the reason yoongi’s “bare minimum” domesticity is so attractive is bc it just adds to his overall aura…like a lot of what we know about yoongi is just?? so calming??? is a really good cook. hums while doing so. builds furniture for fun. has never raised his voice at anyone. watches tech reviews and cat videos on youtube. wears big comfy hoodies. waddles. likes interior design. plays piano. attentive. sends i love you texts randomly but as gentle reminders. handwrites his music. patient. soft spoken. harbors fun facts about history and sports and,,,dinosaurs. shoulders bounce when he laughs. likes holding hands. firm but gentle words of comfort. his existence just feels very safe dude idk

if yoongi isnt husband then why is he husband shaped

“Who is Seokjin?” this is Seokjin.

vc: @zacharulev

Compilation video of Jimin’s slut drop during fire

Launderette

Seokjin asks you to accompany him to an event that his ex and her new fiance are attending. What starts as a casual date ends up becoming more than you bargained for.

Pairing: Seokjin x F!reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Non-idol AU, smut, angst

Word count: 10.4k

Warnings: Sexually explicit scenes, explicit language

I enjoyed this a lot! Such a sweet and heartwarming story. The perfect amount of angst and fluff! This Seokjin is a dreamboat 🥰

in case you need to loop shin woo-yeo saying fox

»part thirty four — the kim’s

»belong

»artist!kim taehyung x heiress!reader

one year to prove you can fend for yourself. one year to keep your parents from making the most important life decision for you. one year to still carry the perfect life for the media whilst carrying a simpler one for yourself... and way less than one year for you to realise you belong in the latter, with that cynical new roommate of yours.

a/n: hellooo! there’s kind of like a very subtle time jump in this part bc otherwise the story would’ve gone on forever lol. and yes as we’re heading to the end, the drama needs to get done with 😌 i know you all saw this coming judging for your past comments lmao but i hope you guys enjoy anyway!

Scenery

Pairing: Artist!Kim Taehyung x Heiress!Reader

Genre: Fluff, smut, established relationship, ex roommates au, enemies to lovers au, arranged marriage au (Heir!OC x Reader)

Word Count: 9.3k

Summary: Taehyung would find himself going back to his hometown to celebrate every single family member’s birthday, even years after he had lost all of them. Always going on his own and grieving with no one to rely on, he was greatly surprised when you asked if you could tag along for his grandmother’s birthday, knowing right then he would want no one else but you to share that one part of his life with.

—Alternatively, the one in which you and Taehyung go to his hometown and have sex in his old art studio late at night.

Warnings: Fingering, handjob, mutual masturbation, marking (very subtly mentioned), penetrative sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), slight choking, creampie, lotsss of teasing and bickering because you guys already know how this couple works lol.

A/N: Hello! This is part 32 of my Social Media AU “Belong”, but you can still read it if you don’t follow the story. Thank you so much to those of you who were so patient and understanding with me, I hope you guys enjoy!

I’m bolding the first and last sentence of the smut part so you guys can skip it if you don’t want to read it.

Turning another page on the photobook, you smiled at the sight of yet another picture of baby Taehyung. He must have been two or three years old, and looked like he was giggling as he rested on a young woman’s lap while she was sitting in a field, in the middle of a bunch of flowers. You recognized the place as the backyard of the very house the two of you were currently in. However, over twenty years later, the colourful flowers were no longer there, being replaced by some grass that was hardly ever taken care of, since Taehyung would only come over four or five times a year, at most.

Staring at another picture, you couldn’t hold back a breathy laugh at the sight of toddler Taehyung playing in a mud puddle, almost completely covered in it while his grandparents sat beside him smiling adoringly at him, in a way that made it seem like his mere presence was holding the stars.

The more pictures you admired, the more you could tell his little family loved each other dearly, to the point it saddened you when at one point that one young woman he had pointed out as his mother when you first saw her picture after arriving at his old house, was no longer in the pictures.

The two of you had arrived a little after lunchtime that day, and after leaving your bags in his childhood room —which happened to be way smaller than what you were used to yet somehow made you feel more at home than you had ever felt in your own room—, you had focused on cooking something quick and having lunch. The rest of the day you had spent helping him clean up around the house, mostly getting rid of the dust that came with him not having visited it in over six months, and having him show you around while letting you know how things used to be like for him years ago.

Your favourite part had been the backyard. It was bigger than you had expected, and the grass was so long it made you want to jump on it. Kind of reminded you of a farm, but without the animals and endless cultives, although you could see some of them from afar in the houses nearby. You imagined how nice it must have been to grow up in there, all the space Taehyung had to run around and just be a child. And a very happy one at that. The pictures you were currently going over could only confirm it.

After all the cleaning and showing you around, the two of you had taken a nap until the early evening, after all, it was only Friday and there wasn’t much more to do, as his grandmother’s birthday was the next day and everything you had planned for it would take place then. And it was after you woke up and had dinner together, that Taehyung asked you if it was okay for him to go to his old studio for a while, handing you a bunch of photobooks in order to convince you once you had pouted and clung to him.

So here you were now, almost two hours later, already changed into your pyjamas, lying down on his bed while you looked through the very last couple of pictures.

And you wouldn’t consider yourself clingy, but right then, when it was cold and you wanted nothing but to sleep in his arms, you sure as hell were.

Not giving it a second thought, you went to put the photobooks back in their place before you made your way to Taehyung’s studio. You hadn’t asked to peek inside before that day, for you had gotten used not to even look at his studio’s door after all the times he called you out on it back at his current place. Although Taehyung loved you and his friends with everything in him, neither you nor them were allowed inside, only ever getting to see the pieces he wanted you to see and showed you himself.

So, now, you found yourself hesitating for a few seconds before you knocked on the door — receiving an immediate answer you were most certainly not expecting to be met with.

“Come in!”