he is hot

kurapika’s pissed because he took a day off for THIS (jk he loves them a lot <3 ) 

happy birthday kurapika!

Worshipers of the Sea

Part of the Worshiper Series

➜ Words: 16.3k

➜ Genres: 98% Fluff, 2% Angst, Pirate!AU, Mermaid!AU, God!AU

➜ Summary: You are the greatest pirate to set sail across the ocean and self-proclaimed ruler of the ocean. But when the true God of the Sea catches wind of your hubris, he punishes you — taking your legs and turning it into a tail.

➜ Notes: This story shares the same universe as Worshipers of the Sky. They are companion pieces, but it is not necessary to read one before the other. Each can be read as a stand-alone piece. Enjoy!

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I- ... words can’t describe how much I ABSOLUTELY loooooved this!! It was definitely something I needed

namjoon mixtape: i read poetry and go stargazing. what is time? what is existence? the moon is very pretty. i hope she’s having a good day. time to drink tea by the fire and think my thoughts.

hoseok’s mixtape: my ass is fat 🍑😜 but my heart? ❤️🤔 it’s fatter 🥰✨🌈

yoongi’s mixtape: i will personally Kill God

i mean, same

May 31

summary ~ on the last day of your senior year living together, you’re still fighting your feelings for your roommate jungkook. before you can fully move out and move on, he makes a pretty significant scheduling error. #and there was only one bed

genre ~ fluff, smut / roommate!au, college!au, bit of crack/fake texts

wordcount ~ 5k

warnings ~ smut (18+), blowjob (oral: m receiving), nipple play, marking, penetrative sex, cumplay (sort of oral: f receiving), jungkook just goes hard as expected BUT IT’S SOFT? this is just super cheesy and cute with some hopefully hot smut

a/n ~ surprise oneshot! and they were roommates? and there was only one bed? this is all my fave tropes wrapped into one, i had a ton of fun writing it and i hope yall enjoy :’)

~ read on ao3 ~

You walked up to your apartment door just as a boy from the class below you walked out—with a wave, a “see ya, Jungkook!” and what appeared to be the last piece of your roommate’s bedframe.

“You…sold…your bed?”

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and they were roommates ✨✨✨I loved this sm

Hoseok with under19 trainees …

Hoseok with BTS …

Complete Us~Vimin Poly Au

Summary: Insecurities have always surrounded your relationship, but whe distance grows it makes you wonder if they were really just better without you.

Paring: Jimin x Taehyung x Reader{Poly}

Warning: Angst, insecurities in a relationship, cussing and a fluffy tear filled ending.

You woke up to Yeontan curled at the top of your head, the other side of the bed completely empty and cold making for the umpth time this last month making your heart ache. Taehyung and Jungkook had left once against without waking you up with a goodbye kiss or anything, not even a text on your phone. Letting out a huff you sat up making the fluffy dog also stand with a large yawn making him shake his head as you giggled at the pomeranian little squeak of a yawn. You shifted off of your bed, bare feet hitting the cold morning ground making you huff as you glided to the bathroom, the clicks of the small dogs nails following you.

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I love this- 🥺😭

yoongi: can you believe they tricked me into dancing all the time 🙄

also yoongi:

BEST BTS' ARMY REACTIONS DURING BANGBANGCON

When ARMYs took collectively a break from being feminists

When BTS & ARMY were saving marriages during BangBangCon

When ARMYs found a way to keep bragging about this even after quarantine is over

When it ain't an ARMY party if no one gets dissed

When ARMYs do not forget about dissing themselves too

When old concerts played and ARMYs who stanned other artists had major regrets

When ARMYs kept getting emotional

When ARMYs kept sharing one brain cell

When ARMYs had post concert depression 8 times in 2 days

Growing up with your starters

Artist:  esasi8794 / Twitter

This is too cute :((

Taehyung drabble

"So this will be your new home."

You switched on the lights, illuminating the whole house and waited nervously for your new companion's reaction.

Taehyung slowly made his way inside, ears twitching slightly when you closed the door, and looked around curiously. Your apartment was spacious enough for you both to live comfortably. Two bedrooms, along with a living room made you think you were ready to adopt a hybrid and give them a comfortable life.

You had been taken with Taehyung as soon as you entered the shelter. He was shy but looked like he enjoyed the attention. You had asked if he wanted to go home with you and the hopeful look in his eyes told you all that you wanted.

He was still a little hesitant, steps light and gentle as if he was still getting used to the idea of a home. His home.

You let him wander around and put the bags in your hands on the table. You had bought all the necessities that were immediately needed and put out clothes shopping for later. He could wear some of your brother's clothes for a few days until he settled in and was comfortable enough to go out.

He wandered over to the far side of the hallway where his room was supposed to be and you excitedly walked towards him to show it. His tail flickered when he sensed you close but didn't say anything.

You opened the door and Taehyung's breath caught in his throat. It was all so beautiful. He had his own bed, his own closet and bathroom and so many other things. Looking at his surprised expression, you heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he was satisfied with his room.

As you began to quietly leave so he could look it all over, he quickly turned to you and pulled you in a tight hug, burying his face in your neck.

Surprised, you hugged him back as he quietly whispered a thank you.

The first words he had ever spoken to you.

And watching him bounce about in excitement, you realized that he'd be right at home.

so cute💕

Love Potions

“I read a book all about amortentia, and supposedly the effects can be even as extreme as death. If you drink it, the only thing you’ll be able to think of his your obsession with that person,” you said as Kenna picked up her cup, the mother-of-pearl colored liquid swirling around in her cup.

“I mean, at least it smells good though, right?” she laughed, breathing in the scent deeply.

Professor Trelwany had cooked up a giant batch of the love potion that morning, and throughout the whole class period, you were being forced to inhale all of your favorite scents. It wasn’t the worst way to spend an afternoon in divination with your best friend, but the cloud of perfume the love potion was giving off was starting to feel a little choking.

“What does yours smell like?” you asked Kenna, your own cup still sitting on the small table between you two. You’d been catching whiffs of what your amortentia smelled like from the fumes of the other students’ cups, but you were a little frightened to take a giant whiff of your own teacup.

“Um, fresh brewed coffee, for sure,” Kenna said, taking a deep whiff between each scent she named off. “And orange peels… and chocolate bars… and that weird musty smell Jungkook has when he’s just finished a quidditch game right after they’ve cut the grass.”

“You’re disgusting,” you laughed, shaking your head. Kenna giggled and rolled her eyes, promptly glancing over at the corner table her trouble-making boyfriend was sitting, his head propped into his hand as he stared, bored, ahead. The seat across from him, for his amortentia partner, was empty.

“You know, this whole policy Trelawny has with the different houses partnering thing, it’s perfect. I mean, it’s like she made this policy specifically for us.”

“I know you’re just secretly mad you had to settle for me because you and Jungkook are both Gryffindors. Don’t lie to yourself.”

Kenna tossed her gold and red tie over her shoulder, a habit she’d had since your first night at Hogwarts, when the tie was aggravating her so bad she tossed it back in anger. Now, she did it subconsciously.

“I am still waiting to hear about what your love potion smells like. I want to know who you’re in love you,” Kenna said, bringing you out of the thoughts you’d slowly slipped into. Kenna liked to pick on you for this habit you were constantly exercising: a typical Ravenclaw, daydreaming her days away.

Grabbing up your cup, you tenderly held it to your nose and took a large inhale. Suddenly, your senses were flooded with an onslaught of all your favorite smells, group together in a whole mass of sweetness. A smile appeared on your face. “It smells like baking cookies, and rose petals, and…”

You were just about to say who it smelled like, because you knew. You knew it smelled like Min Yoongi, the Slytherin you’d been in love with since first year. Kenna was awaiting your answer eagerly, a gleam in her eyes because she knew it too. Before the words could tumble from your mouth, the door to the divination classroom was slung open, and in strode in Yoongi. 

His blonde hair was just slightly damp, as if he’d just come out of the shower. His green and sliver tie was loose around his neck: a wardrobe violation during classes. He wasn’t carrying a bag with school supplies, instead he strode confidently over to the table where Jungkook was seated, clapped their hands together, and sat back confidently, as if he was twenty minutes early for class instead of twenty minutes late.

“Gawd, Y/N,” he called out to you suddenly, his confidence making his voice came out arrogant and snappy. “Did you dump the whole perfume bottle on you today?”

Kenna’s eyes widened, her mouth forming a humored “O”. The whole class turned to Yoongi, and Jungkook barked out a laugh. He glanced over at his friend and smirked. “You’re such a dumbass.”

“Trelawny made an amortentia potion for the class this morning,” Kenna said as she turned around, and you could tell the highlight of her morning was being the person who broke the news to Yoongi. “It’s supposed to smell different for everyone. It smells like the person you’re in love with, typically.”

“Yeah, mine smells like the almond soap Kenna uses,” Jungkook smirked, nudging Yoongi’s arm with his. Kenna smiled sheepishly, but the only person you could focus on was Yoongi.

His creamy complexion made any sort of blush stand out prominently on his face, so the deep crimson color that started from his neck and worked its way up to the tips of his ears could be seen by everyone in the class.

You glanced down at your lap, your fingers hooking and unhooking themselves in embarrassment. Trelawny was in deep lecture at the front of the classroom, explaining the details of the paper you and your partner were supposed to have turned in by the end of the week on amortintia. All you could hear, however, was the deep snickers and whispers circling the room. You knew everyone was talking about the scene Yoongi had just caused, and that meant everyone was talking about you, too, much to your horror. In a way, you were explicitly angry with Yoongi for professing his love for you in such a dramatic, unintentional manor.

When they class was over, you tenderly picked up your things, making sure that everyone was out of the class before you headed for the door. You wanted to make sure no one stared as you exited. Kenna had stood up and marched out with Jungkook as soon as Trelawny called class over; they both had Defense Against the Dark Arts next, and bid you a farewell with a promise to see you at lunch.

You walked away from the classroom, and almost didn’t notice Yoongi standing outside casually, leaning against the wall. One foot was propped against the bricks, his arms crossed. It would have been so fitting to the scene, you thought, for him to be smoking a cigarette.

“Hi,” he said, barely glancing over at you and rubbing the skin of the back of his neck.

“Hi,” you squeaked back, not really in interested in having a conversation with him. He’d embarrassed you a lot that day, along with himself, and the two of you would be the topic of choice in the common rooms that week, you could just feel it. Not to mention, a Ravenclaws and Slytherins typically didn’t enjoy each other’s company much, and you weren’t one to warrant gossip.

“I’m sorry about all that back there,” Yoongi said, his strides matching yours as you headed away from the tower. You had only a short time to get to Potions: the divination tower was such a far walk from the dungeons.

“It’s fine,” you said dismissively, trying to pick up your pace.

“Y/N,” Yoongi said, grabbing your arm gently, a lot gentler than you would have expected for his threatening personality, and turned you to face him. “I just… I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I feel awful. I… I didn’t know amortintia was supposed to… was supposed to smell like, well, you know,” he choked all over his words, and you couldn’t help but smirk slightly at him. Here, in front of you, was the confident and collected Min Yoongi coming apart at the seams.

“It really is fine, Yoongi,” you replied, wanting him groveling before you for as long as possible. You gently took his hand from around your wrist and threaded your fingers together instead. “Wanna know why?”

“W..why?” he croaked, his eyes not leaving the sight of your fingers inside his. Your smile softened as you spoke.

“Because, my amortintia smelled like you,” you whispered, and finally, his eyes met yours.

- Admin PeachJin 🍑

Love -Starved

(Verb)  /ləv/- /stärv/ - The intense hunger for feelings of deep affection usually occurring after a prolonged period of absence. 

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Pairing: OT7 x Reader, Jeon Junkook x Reader

Tags: Hair pulling, Hand kink, oral fixation, Booty worship, Cumplay, Dom/Sub undertones, Group sex, Dirty talk, Spanking, Marking kink, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Mentions of anxiety, Hurt/comfort, Polyamory, polyamory negotiations, 

W/c: 7.0k

A/n: Making that header made me realize that I have absolutely no idea how the English language is constructed whatsoever. This is sort of a repost! previously known as “hair-kink au” ENJOY! Please Reblog and Comment if you liked it! 

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This is -and lowkey always will be- one of my favorite stories to go back to and read🥰

caramel macchiato

— summary: once known as the dark and ruthless gang members, fell for the one that was as sweet as a caramel macchiato.

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff / poly!au / mafia!au

— word count: 5.3k

— warnings: gangs, robbery, attempted harassment 

Yoongi always loved his coffee black. Until he met you.

The sweet aroma of coffee meeting his nose the second he walked into the café always made him want to vomit. But then he saw you, a new worker he hadn’t seen before and was greeted by a sweeter smile much sweeter than the smell of sugary coffee the locals were beginning to grow fond of.

“Good afternoon, may I take your orders?”

Your smile looked so precious, the way you swept your hair back from getting in the way of your face, your soft fingertips, soft lips, eyes he knew he’d fall into a daydream if he wasn’t too cautious of looking at it for too long. 

“What’s popular around here?” He asked and beside him, Hoseok blinked, wondering what in the world got his boyfriend to go against drinking his usual black coffee.

“I would recommend the caramel macchiato. It’s sweet and very delicious.”

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I.. I loved this🥺

my fav concept: jungkook saying ‘hyung’ and the others simultaneously freezing and stopping mid-sentence until they figure out Which fucking hyung