I am in need of something to do to pass the time as well as something to get me out of my slight writer’s block so if you would, send in some drabble/time stamp requests.

They literally can be anything you want — smut, fluff, angst, au’s, literally anything and everything. I just need to write something lmao.

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KIM TAEHYUNG YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING

Fate — Prologue | In The Darkest Nights Series

✱ Pairing: Baekhyun x reader (fem!reader)

✱ Genre: vampire!au, royal!au, soulmate!au, romance, smut, angst

✱ Warnings: violence, mentions of blood

✱ Words: 4.8k

✱ Summary: Your life as the princess is predictable. Your fate, you assume, is written in stone. But fate is something that never unfolds the way it’s expected to. Fate is what turns your life upside down. Fate is what lands you in the arms of a member of a powerful vampire clan. And it’s fate that has you falling in love with him.

It was funny just how predictable life could be. It was an odd thing to be human, a creature set on habits and monotony. Humans liked plans and they liked the expected. Often times they worked tirelessly to overcome the unpredictable turns of life. And for the most part, it seemed as if humans had succeeded. Well, at least when it came to those of royal blood. 

For you, the princess, life was very much predictable and lacking of any spontaneity. Your days passed like clockwork – you studied, you trained on your etiquette, you remained poised at all times, and you listened to your father the king ramble on about finding you a suitable spouse. For you life did not exist beyond the castle walls. Your life belonged within the large expanse of the place you called home. 

Your only glimpse into the outer world came in the form of the Calling which was held one day every year. Today was that day.

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What’s Mine is Mine

✱ Pairing: Jongin x reader (fem!reader)

✱ Genre: mafia!au, fluff, some angst (not too much really)

✱ Warnings: violence, gun use, slightly suggestive in some parts, a few curse words here and there

✱ Request: @yugyeomisout said: Hii! Can you do an mafia!au where kai gets injured because he fought over you. And you (reader) takes care of him and she kisses him.

✱ Words: 2.2k

✱ Summary: As Jongin’s wife, you are to attend a meeting between his family and the other big mafia family. However, the already rocky relationship between the two families falters when Jongin has to defend you from unwanted advances, resulting in him becoming injured.

“Must you wear that dress?” Jongin stood near the doorway, shoulder propped against the wall and his arms crossed. You weren’t looking at your husband, instead you were examining yourself in the mirror, yet you could feel his eyes as they burned into you. You already knew the look he had on his face; it was a look of both arousal and slight possessiveness as the thought of other men seeing you looking so good in that dress.

You shrugged as your hands pulled at the fabric absentmindedly. “What would you prefer me to wear?” You pulled your eyes off your reflection to turn around and look at him, a hand on your hip. “A potatoe sack? Or maybe I could just go nude. That’ll really turn some heads.”

A flash of a smile flickered on Jongin’s lips. He stood straight from his leaning position and sauntered over to you. His hands found purchase on your hips to pull you close. “Very funny,” he said, a smirk pulling at his lips.

You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You stood on your toes to push yourself up and press your lips to his. It was a short kiss, just a quick brush. But Jongin lowered his head to reconnect his lips with yours, deepening the kiss.

His hands roamed up and down your sides, enjoying how soft you felt in his grasp as well as the smooth material of your dress. One hand found your rear and gave it an appreciative squeeze, making you sigh in pleasure. Jongin smiled against your mouth.

“We could just stay,” you whispered, lips still grazing against his. You looked up at him and saw the temptation of your words flicker in his eyes. “I’d much rather stay home with you and do much more entertaining things than to go sit at this pointless dinner.”

Jongin shook his head, though you knew just how much he wanted the same as you. He hated these dinners, especially the ones like the one planned for tonight, where he would be dining with another mafia family. And he loathed having to take you, since dinners with other mafias could go so horribly wrong in just a blink of an eye. He didn’t like putting you in any potential danger. “As tempting as that is, we’ve got to go, unfortunately. It’s important we make a good impression. Making a new ally could be beneficial to us.”

You roll your eyes. “New ally? I thought this family was somewhat of a rival to us?”

Jongin hummed, stepping away from you and straightening his suit jacket. “Friends close, enemies closer, I guess.” His phone rang and he retrieved it from his pocket, answering immediately. It was a quick call, and from the way your husband spoke, you guessed it was time to go. He smiled at you after hanging up. “Ready?”

You shrugged. “Does it matter?”

You felt stifled. The atmosphere was so thick you could’ve cut it with a knife. No one talked outside of occasional small talk or mafia related matters. And the way they watched you like a hawk while you ate made your heart rate thud erratically. According to the way Jongin had talked about them prior to the dinner, you didn’t put it passed them to compromise the food. You were weary at first, but your husband had assured you it was fine.

Jongin was tense next to you. One quick look at him revealed his apprehension of the situation, his jaw bone locked tight. You reached a hand out to him and rested it on his thigh. He shot you a small smile, though it was only half-hearted. You would’ve said something to him, but a man from the other side of the table interrupted.

“Jongin,” the man said, voice a deep, raspy baritone that made your skin crawl at the sound of it. You couldn’t remember the man’s name, but from what your husband had told you, this man was a higher up in his family. “You didn’t tell me that your wife was so beautiful.” The seedy smile on his face made you shift uncomfortably in your seat.

Jongin’s hand gripped yours under the table protectively. He faked a smile. “Ah, the fact must’ve slipped my mind.”

The man chuckled from across the table, leaning back lazily as his eyes stayed focused on you. You could tell that he was picturing an awful image in his head of you just from the way his gaze travelled over your form. He was not even trying to be discreet. He let out a laugh. “Oh, don’t lie to me. I know you kept her a secret on purpose. You want her all to yourself, which I can understand. A pretty thing like that must get all sorts of attention. You can’t be too careful.”

You could’ve laughed at the double standard in his words. But you instead leaned closer to your husband to try and hide yourself as much as possible.

Jongin was at your side throughout the night’s event. After dinner, everyone mingled, danced, and drank. The atmosphere was slightly more lighthearted than before, but that was only because of the alcohol making everyone lose bits of their inhibitions. Jongin had a glass in his hand for show, but refused to let his guard down. A protective arm was around your waist.

“How much longer?” You asked quietly, eyes looking around.

“Just a bit longer, baby,” Jongin stroked your hip with the hand that was holding you. “Trust me, the second I can get you out of here and away from all these pigs, I will.”

By pigs he meant all the men from the other mafia family who weren’t shy about showing their attraction towards you, their gazes burning holes into your skin at every moment. Jongin was growing more and more angry by the second. “Hopefully that moment comes soon.”

Things took a turn for the worse when Jongin was pulled away from you to address some important matters. You were left alone in the sea of people, feeling vulnerable without your husband’s protecting presence. You stayed rooted to your spot near the table with all the refreshments after you deemed that place was the safest. You could see a lot of the room from there, your eyes on the lookout for anyone who seemed like they wanted to cause trouble.

You smiled politely as people passed you by. You felt brief relief any time someone from your own group walked by. They acknowledged you with respect. Being Jongin’s wife, you were held with esteem. Jongin was high up his family’s mafia operations and was soon to take it over. Being married to him meant that you were to be respected and well taken care of as well as protected.

You were fine standing there on your own until you felt a presence behind you and a hand on your hip. You knew instantly it wasn’t Jongin, the smell of alcohol wafting to your nose and making you freeze.

“Seems Jongin has let his guard down. Can’t believe he’d let his pretty wife stand all by her lonesome like this,” the man said and your heart stopped at the sound of the familiar voice. It was that man from earlier, the one who spent the duration of the dinner undressing you with his eyes.

You gulped, starting to step out of his hold but to no avail as his grip tightened. “M-my husband will be back soon,” you spoke, trying to sound confident, but failing miserably. You knew Jongin would come back, but exactly when he’d return was unknown. He had already been gone far longer than expected.

The man cackled as his hand started to roam. You squirmed and tried to push at his hand, but he didn’t let up. “He’ll learn not to leave his toys unattended. You know what they say, finders keepers.” His mouth was at your ear and you tried desperately to get away, but the man even in his drunken stupor was stronger than you.

Everything in the next moment happened so fast you almost didn’t register that the man was quite literally jerked away from you and thrown to the floor, the yells of everyone around you echoing. You swiveled around in shock only to see your aggressor on the floor, your husband standing over him with his gun poised and ready. You felt relief wash over your being at the sight of Jongin.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are,” Jongin growled through his teeth as his foot came in contact with the man’s side, his whole countenance seething anger. “Thinking you can put your nasty hands on my wife. You’ll pay for that.”

Jongin was set to pull the trigger, but the sound of another gun firing caused chaos to break loose. It was madness as you and many other people ducked down as men started firing their guns towards each. You didn’t know what was happening, and for a moment you just stayed still on the floor. You didn’t move until you saw one of your people running to you and ushering you to follow him, which you did without hesitation.

It was a mad dash to the car, the driver taking off instantly the moment you were inside. It only took you a few seconds to register the absence of your husband. “Jongin! Where’s Jongin?!”

The man who helped you escape, Sehun was his name, shook his head. “He’s still back at the enemy’s estate.”

“What? Why would you leave him?” You didn’t mean to sound so accusing, but the rush of worry in your bloodstream was overwhelming.

Sehun sighed, obviously worried as well, though he was trying to hide it through the mask of indifference. “My priority is making sure you got out safe, (Y/n). Jongin will be tailing behind us as soon as possible.”

His words did little to calm your nerves. You sat quietly in your seat the rest of the car ride.

It was a long night spent waiting for Jongin to make it back home. You were ordered to wait in your bedroom, but that was a task that was growing more and more difficult to do. You paced your bedroom floor many times over until there was a knock at your door. You ran to open it.

Sehun appeared at the other side, brows furrowed in a hard line. “Jongin is back,” is all he said to you and from the look on his face, there was something terribly wrong.

You waisted no time in letting him lead you to your husband. Sehun took you to the medical wing of your estate and worry spiked at an all time high. You walked through the double doors and were met with the sight of Jongin sitting up in the bed as nurses tended to the large, gaping wound that adorned his left shoulder. There was blood all over him, and he looked to be in severe pain, but that didn’t stop him from offering you a smile. “Baby.”

At his voice, you rushed to him, practically pushing the nurses to the side despite their protests as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He grimaced when your body collided with his and you pulled back instantly. “Jongin, I’m so sorry.”

Jongin shook his head and smiled, looking up at you with dazed eyes. His arm that wasn’t attacthed to an injured shoulder reached for your hand. “Don’t worry about this, baby.”

You laughed humorlessly. “Don’t worry about it? Jongin you’re hurt! You were shot.”

“And I’d be shot a million over just to keep you safe,” Jongin said resolutely, his eyes serious as they looked into yours. He sighed and leant forward, head resting in your chest. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone for so long. Stupid people and stupid mafia deals—”

You shushed him as your hands raised to run your fingers through his hair. He was hurt, but you were glad that he was safe with you. You weren’t even remotely worried over yourself. “That doesn’t matter. What matters is that in the end, you came back for me. And what matters now is that you’re safe.”

“Worrying over me being safe? I thought I was the one who was supposed to worry about you,” Jongin chuckled as he lifted his head to look up at you. “Anyway, I’d ruin a thousand alliance deals just to keep you away from nasty assholes.”

“Ah, so I guess the deal is off, then.”

Jongin smirked. “Yeah, it is. And I think that’s good for us in the long run, to be honest. Now, can you me kiss me? I need a kiss to feel better.”

You hummed in agreement as you leant down to press a soft kiss to his lips. Your husband smiled and kissed you back, loving the way the taste of you always made everything better.

Jongin would be shot many times more, and would even die, just to keep you safe. You were his and his alone. No one could ever take you away.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading!

In The Darkest Nights | EXO vampire series

Genre: Vampire!au, soulmate!au, themes loosely based on The Hunger Games and Phantom of the Opera, smut, horror, romance

Warnings: Themes such as blood, violence, gore, smut, and strong language are prominent throughout the series; please exercise caution before reading if you are sensitive to any of these themes

Overview: Hundreds of years ago, in a time where vampires began terrorizing the land, a king of a struggling kingdom proposed a deal with a powerful vampire clan. In exchange for peace and protection, the kingdom will offer up ten of its people to the clan each year. Centuries later, the weight of the deal still looms over the kingdom. Unfortunately, promises are eventually broken. Lines are crossed and wars are waged. Will the forbidden love of unexpected soulmates thrive despite it all?

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You wear nothing underneath your dress

Request: I wanto to request an EXO reaction to SO/reader wearing a sexy dress and he also discovered that she doesn’t wear anything underneath her dress 🤣 Please. Thank you. 🙌🏼

A/N: I finished this in a mad rush so I’m sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy! 😬

Xiumin

Just your dress alone had Minseok feeling a certain way. It was the way it fit you. It was the way you looked so confident in it that made him just about ready to melt into a puddle of mush. He suddenly had the urge to just stay home and not even worry about going out just so he could have you, but you were already walking for the door.

Minseok walked behind you through the doorway and the want to touch you was overwhelming. He reached a hand out to caress your ass, but stilling in place when he didn’t feel the familiar outline of underwear. You turned to look at him in question, asking him what was wrong. “Are you....are you not wearing underwear?”

You smirked and then bit your lip, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend. “Nope.”

Minseok groaned, head falling back as arousal surged through his body. “And you expect me to control myself until we get back home?”

You winked at him and he groaned once more.

Suho

The fact that you weren’t wearing underwear, that underneath that already provocative dress you were completely bare, was the only thing Junmyeon could think about the entire night. It was a company dinner and he was currently stuck chit-chatting to someone, a person who he really didn’t care for, while you were sitting at the dinner table, engaging in some small talk. You looked stunning. Junmyeon swallowed as he gazed at you, your brilliant smile shining as you talked. He was incredibly aroused and needy for you and the thought of stealing you away to have you was tempting.

You must’ve felt his eyes on you, because you turned in his direction, your smile soft. You could see in his eyes that he wanted you, and you bit your lip at the thought. He saw this from across the room and the tightening of his jaw didn’t go unnoticed by you. You smirked and leant back in your seat, spreading your legs just enough to be teasing, but not enough to be inappropriate. Your hand rested on your thigh, fingers toying with the hem of your dress. And not long after, Junmyeon was walking away from the confused gentlemen, heading towards you in quick strides.

He leant over and whispered in your ear once he reached you, offering a polite smile to others that were sitting at the table. “Come with me. I think me and you need to talk, sweetheart.”

The baritone of his voice hinted that there was more in store than just talking, and you wasted no time to follow him.

Lay

Yixing could’ve fallen out of his seat the second he realized you were going full commando under your dress. The two of you were out to dinner with friends and everything had been going great. Sure, the dress you were wearing was a bit more...revealing than he would’ve liked but other than that, nothing had tipped him off about you feeling more risqué than normal.

But then you dropped your purse when you got up to go to the restroom and proceeded to bend over and retrieve it, rear end for everyone to see. The hem of your skirt rose and Yixing couldn’t see much, but he saw enough. Yixing quickly got up and followed you, stepping behind you to cover you from prying eyes. “Baby,” he breathed, shocked. “Are you really just going to flash the whole restaurant like that?”

You smiled, somewhat sheepish at the fact that you had forgotten that you purposely didn’t wear underwear. “Oh – well I didn’t mean to flash everyone, just you.”

Yixing cocked his head to the side, confused but also a little aroused. “Me? Well, you just about showed our friends and everyone else your ass.”

You bit your lip and began fidgeting with the ends of your dress. “I can show you more than that if you want.”

Yixing quirked an eyebrow. “Right now?” When you motioned to the restrooms, he got the idea and looked at you and smirked. It didn’t take much more convincing before he was following you to take you up on your offer.

Baekhyun

Baekhyun couldn’t help but wonder how you expected him to keep his hands off you while you looked like that. You were dressed to the nines for the evening’s event, a dress tailored so well to your figure that it looked like it was destined to be worn by you and you alone. The hem of the dress stopped not even mid-thigh, the smooth skin of your legs on full display. It was everything he could do to not pick you up and carry you to the nearest secluded place to act out all the dirty thoughts that were running through his mind. He refrained, but allowed a sly hand caress the length of your inner thigh.

You shot him a warning gaze, but he only winked at you in response. You sat still as his fingers roamed higher until they met with the hem of your dress, your heartbeat quickening when they dipped underneath. And then you saw the surprised look on his face just before a devilish smile appeared on his lips.

“You’re such a tease, (y/n),” he cooed, leaning close to brush his lips over your ear. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back for this. I promise.”

Chen

His eyes were on you as you got yourself ready. You were bear before him, and it looked as if it was taking everything in him not to touch you. He was fully clothed and ready to go, but seeing your body made him want to strip too and take you back to bed instead of going out. You stepped into your dress, deciding to forgo the underwear you’d picked out to wear. Jongdae saw this and you watched the way his eyebrows rose in question.

“Aren’t you forgetting your underwear?”

You smirked as you finished putting on the dress. “I think I’ll go without it tonight.”

Jongdae bit his lip, suddenly feeling like his pants were way too constraining. “I’m starting to think you’re doing this on purpose to tantalize me.”

You feigned a look of innocence as you crossed the distance between you, leaning over your boyfriend. “Me? Never.” The kiss you gave him was hot and sensual. He practically melted into you, making you chuckle. “Not yet. We still have to go to dinner first.”

Jongdae groaned. He didn’t know if he’d make it through the night.

Chanyeol

It was supposed to be a secret, something you’d smugly keep to yourself until the right moment arose to reveal the naughty secret to your boyfriend. It was a date night for the two of you, and you had dressed up for the occasion. You never dressed up like this, usually because the only kind of dates Chanyeol took you on were dates to his studio or to a couch to binge watch Netflix. So what was your secret?

You weren’t wearing underwear.

And you had wanted to sexily reveal this to him just to see his reaction, to see the lust fill his eyes. But instead, the vent you happened to walk over decided to reveal it for you. Your dress blew up, your ass mooning whoever happened to be behind you. Luckily for you, it was Chanyeol.

He pulled you against his chest, hands at your hips as he pressed his face into the crook of your neck. He was chuckling and you felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment. “Baby,” He cooed, turning you so that he could look at you. “Did you forget to wear underwear?” His smile was so smug and all you wanted was to wipe it off his face.

“I didn’t forget.”

Chanyeol bit his lip, his eyes full of playful desire. “You can moon me again, baby, but not here. I don’t want anyone else seeing that pretty ass of yours.”

D.O.

There was most definitely something going on with you. First, you’d picked a form-fitting dress to wear on the date, which Kyungsoo didn’t mind of course it was just not your usual kind of attire. Second, any touch you offered him lingered. There were hints of desire in every placement of your fingers on his arm, on his hands, and on his thigh. Thirdly, you kept bending over any chance you could, exaggerating the way you leant over, hind end sticking straight up for him to view. And it seemed as if you kept dropping things on purpose.

It wasn’t until you bent over yet again to retrieve something you’d accidentally dropped that it registered in Kyungsoo’s mind what you were doing. As your body arched, the hem of your dress rose up, revealing what should have been underwear but wasn’t. There was no underwear to cover up what peeked from under your dress and that was the whole point. Kyungsoo smirked, amused. “I know what you’re doing.”

You giggled, standing straight and noticing the way his eyes still lingered on your rear. “It took you long enough.”

Kyungsoo shook his head as he ushered you over into his lap.

Kai

Jongin wasn’t one to frequent night clubs that often, but tonight was an exception. Your friend and her boyfriend were going and had insisted that the two of you tag along. You happily agreed and Jongin couldn’t say no to you. It wasn’t like it was all that bad, after all. He got to spend the night dancing with you.

After many hard drinks, you were long gone. You were in the middle of the dance floor, grinding into your boyfriend like there was no tomorrow. Jongin would’ve been shy about this considering there were others around to see, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. They were too drunk to care anyway. Your body felt good against him, your ass moving against his crotch in such a way that had him beyond aroused.

Jongin reached from behind you and gripped your hips tightly, pressing you even tighter against him. His hands listed your dress slightly, but it was enough for him to feel the absence of the familiar presence of underwear. He groaned, and the growing bulge in his pants became painfully hard. He pressed his lips to your ear. “Did you forget your underwear, (y/n)?”

You smirked as you felt his rands roam your body. You turned to face him, offering him a smug smile. “Pleasant surprise, hm?”

Jongin grinned, shaking his head. He grabbed your hand and began to lead you somewhere more secluded.

Sehun

Things were hot. You felt the humidity in the small space of Sehun’s car stick to your flesh, but you didn’t mind it. You were too focused on his lips sucking on the junction of your neck and shoulder, too caught up in the way his hands were grasping at the strands of your hair. After being pulled apart by Sehun’s hectic schedule for the past few weeks, you two were more than ready to be close to each other again in as many ways as possible.

Sehun’s hand that was in your hair trailed down your body to grip at your thigh, making you sigh in pleasure. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, lips rising from your neck to brush against your own.

You smile, looking at him though half-lidded eyes. “Missed you too.”

Sehun’s fingers inches under your dress to seek the more private areas of your body. He froze once he couldn’t feel the hem of your panties, smirking at you once the realization hit him. “No panties, hm? Are you that desperate for me?”

You moaned when one of his fingers began to touch you where you needed him. “Yes.”

Ethereal

Pairing: Jungkook x reader (fem!reader)

Genre: fluff

Words: 1,126

Warnings: none

Summary: Jungkook had never met someone so pure, so utterly perfect as the little girl wrapped in his arms.

Request: @slowlyanddrogynouskryptonite said: Can i request a scenario with Taehyung, Yoongi, Jungkook or Jimin that the boys (they are very emotional) went to he’s house to visit his wife or girlfriend and his new born child. She is so tired (because of the recently birth) and he would be so protective and be complete in love with his family! Please make that the child is sleeping in his neck or somthing.

A/N: This is so soft and cute. This put me in my feels😭💕. There needs to be more daddy!jungkook okay

Jungkook never quite understood it.

He didn’t grasp a hold of what people meant when they said a person’s whole world could be both turned completely upside down and made right all at the same time by just one little innocent baby. They said he’d know what they meant once it happened to him, once he held in his arms a little bundle of joy of his own. He always laughed at that. Him? A dad? He wasn’t so sure if he’d ever experience that…at least not anytime in the near future.

The thought of a child made Jungkook worry. He was still young himself, still full of potential and opportunities for a big life. He had so many more adventures to embark on, so many more things to achieve in his idol career. He was still mapping out his own journey. To be responsible for another human being was mind-boggling to him. There was also the fact of his hectic lifestyle. He had hardly any time for himself, much less a dependent, helpless infant.

You always told him he’d be an amazing dad. The times spent late at night in the midst of each other’s presence while you talked until you fell asleep were when you’d tell him this. You liked to talk of the future. You liked to look beyond what was expected to happen. You enjoyed talking about the things you wanted in the future. Jungkook thought it crazy you wanted a child with him, but found it endearing all the same. And in truth he wanted that. He wanted to see a little you or him running around the house. But he was nervous. Was he ready? Was he ready for what a child entailed? Was he ready to take on a child while juggling the chaos of idol life?

Whether or not he was ready didn’t matter the moment you took his hand in yours, looked at him with worry and nervousness in your eyes, and uttered the most life changing words: I’m pregnant.

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You make them cum in their pants

Request: jiminswifeu1 said: can you do a bts reaction to dry humping and making the member cum in their Pants? Ps: i love ypur writing!

A/N: Thanks, sweet pea! Enjoy!😊

(I partly wrote this as them cumming accidentally instead of the reader making them intentionally...hope that’s alright!)

Seokjin

When it happened he wasn’t quite sure exactly what was going on. All he knew was that one moment he was on his couch with you in his lap, hips grinding down on his as your lips trailed down his neck, then the next he felt something very warm and sticky in his underwear. Jin groaned once he realized what had happened.

He had cum in his pants. He felt partly embarrassed, but he laughed and shook his head in amusement. “Wow.” He leant his head on the back of the couch.

“What is it?” you asked, curious as to what had become so funny.

“I got a little carried away it seems,” Jin said, eyes looking down at his crotch. At you first you didn’t catch his drift, but when you did, you chuckled, leaning your face into the crook of his neck.

Yoongi

There was something different in the air that night. There was something different in the way you kissed, the way you tasted. There was a higher sense of urgency, an insurmountable sense of desire weighing on the both of you as your lips found each other again and again. Maybe it was the rush of performing still raging in his veins or the way you looked so good in his shirt, Yoongi didn’t know, but whatever it was had him wound up tight. And then one simple moan from your lips had him coming undone without warning.

There was an obvious break in the lust filled haze that had settled in the room when Yoongi suddenly froze. You heard a curse slip through his lips. “What’s wrong?”

Yoongi, panting heavily, shook his head. “I just....I just came in my fucking pants.”

You but your lip to keep yourself from breaking into a smile. “Oh...”

Yoongi groaned. “Don’t laugh. This is your fault, you know.”

Hoseok

You didn’t know what had gotten into you. You, the person who normally wanted to be dominated in sex, had decided to take the reins. Hoseok was always the dominant one and you were always completely content being submissive to his every whim and command. But tonight you wanted to be in control, to be the one who decided when he could get to cum.

And god this had a major effect on Hoseok. The sight of you on top, legs on either side of his hips to close him in, had him feeling all sorts of ways. He was incredibly turned on, all senses peeked. One particularly hard grind of your hips onto his clothed erection sent him overboard, groaning through his sudden release.

You deadpanned when you realized what happened. “Really?”

Hoseok smirked, unashamed. “You’re just too fucking hot, baby.”

Namjoon

Namjoon had a list. He had a list in his mind of everything he was going to do to you once he got you home. It’d been so long, too fucking long, without you. Tours and a busy schedule kept you from him, but now all of that was over and he could have you all to himself again. With all of this want and desire built up, Namjoon didn’t register just how turned on he was. By the time you were home, planted on the couch, he was already aroused beyond compare.

All you did was touch him. You had simply cupped his hard erection in your hand to rile him up more. You didn’t mean to make him jizz his pants.

Namjoon groaned, the look of dispair falling over his face. “Fuck...”

You smirked. “Miss me?”

Jimin

You were looking way too damn fine for him to not be turned on. Why you picked that outfit to wear for your date Jimin had no idea...well maybe he did and it was working. Soon he couldn’t handle it anymore and whisked you away to a secluded spot. “Baby, you’re so mean to me,” he whined as his hands wandered your body.

You quirked your head, feigning innocence. “Am I?”

Oh god. The way your voice pitched cutely and the way you were looking at him had him in a mess. And soon there was mess in his pants. Jimin didn’t know why it happened, but it did and now he was dumbstruck. “Uh oh.”

He looked at you and the ‘oh shit’ expression on his face made you chuckle. “Are you okay?”

Jimin shrugged, smiling despite the sticky situation. “Depends. How noticeable is it that I just came in my pants?”

Taehyung

There’s one thing that could be said about sex with Taehyung: he’s the world’s biggest tease. Oh sure he’s all sugar, spice, and everything nice, but the guy had a teasing streak a mile long. He loved to see you whine, to hear you beg. He was also fond of putting you in your place should you act out of line. So when you made him cum in his pants, albeit accidentally, you were in for a very long night.

“Baby, look what you’ve done to me,” Taehyung cooed, and you saw the wet spots in his pants, a tell-tale sign of the effect you had on him.

You bit your lip. “I didn’t mean to.”

Taehyung smirked. His hand ran up your thigh and you shivered. “I know you didn’t, love, but you still must face the consequences.”

Jungkook

It was your idea to do this. It was your idea to give Jungkook a lap dance. This wasn’t your normal thing. You never took the reins like this when it came to sex, your boyfriend always being the one to initiate bedroom fun. But Jungkook was all for it, leaning back in his seat to offer you room on his lap.

Going into this Jungkook didn’t expect to be so turned on. Well, of course he knew he’d be aroused. It was you giving him a lap dance, after all. But the way your hips moved and the way desire danced in the gleam of your eyes as you looked at him had him going nuts. His erection was making his pants awfully tight and he felt like he could’ve busted at any moment.

He came just moments later, his hot release filling his underwear. Jungkook was halfway embarrassed about this at first, but shook his head and smirked. It just showed how absolutely striking you were. “Baby, are you sure you’ve never given a lap dance before? You’re way too fucking good at it.”

I have something to say🙋🏻‍♀️

Okay so I’m not one who normally posts my personal opinions on here very much, much less in real life, but I just really want to speak my honest thoughts on SM’s new supergroup.

Firstly, I want to say that I’m not against the group. I will support these wonderful guys in whatever they’re doing, no matter what! Best believe I will be jamming to that album when it drops, okay!

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I just wanted to make this post to say a huge thank you to everyone who has followed this blog.

I’ve had it for about a year and half now. When I created it, I didn’t expect much to happen. I didn’t expect it to grow or gain a big following.

But to say I am surprised at how it’s turned out would be an understatement.

Thanks to every single one of you, I have reached 2,000 followers! I never thought I’d reach that goal, but here I am and I couldn’t be more happy!!

Now I’m not saying any of this to brag, okay. I’m not trying to boast or rub it in people’s faces. No, I’m not doing that one bit. I’m saying all this because I am truly ecstatic that people like my blog and the content I put out enough to actually follow me. I’m not the best writer out there. There are blogs that are 100x better than mine on this site. But you’ve decided to follow this little ole’ blog and for that I am thankful.

And I can’t forget about the certain followers that have stood out the most to me. I’m not going to call any by name, but just know that I see you and I notice you. I am beyond grateful for you.

Thank you, everyone, for all the love and support!

They accidentally hurt you during sex

Request: Good morning/afternoon! Could I request an Exo reaction where they hurt you during sex? ❤️

Xiumin

You loved to have your hair pulled. You enjoyed the sting of pain mixed with the overwhelming surge of pleasure. Minseok knew this well. He would tangle his fingers in your hair any chance he got, adoring the mewls that would spill from your lips. And he knew how to do it perfectly. It was never too painful for you to bear, but it was enough to make you an absolute mess.

But that night Miseok was too far gone. Too lost in the pleasure of being buried deep inside you. The way your ass met his pelvis with each hard thrust had him in a trance and when he went to grasp your hair, he didn’t register the amount of force he used. Your head snapped back so fast you almost suffered from whiplash. You yelped at the pain in your neck. Minseok let go of your hair quickly once he realized what had happened. “Oh no!”

You rested your head in the pillow, willing the ache in your neck to go away. “Ouch, that hurt…”

Minseok felt absolutely awful. He began rubbing your back and all the way up to where your neck and shoulders met, hoping to aid in the pain he’d caused you. “Baby, I’m so sorry.”

You shook your head and smiled breathlessly. “I liked my hair being pulled, Min. Maybe just not that hard.”

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BTS as boyfriends

Request: Headcanon request for bts as boyfriends? Love your blog btw!!

A/N: wow this was so cute omg I love this 

Seokjin

• The Most Extra ™

• he’s really into all of the classic and cheesy stuff

• flowers sent to you when you’re at work or school just because? check

• home-cooked meals? check

• packed lunches with love notes? check

• picnic dates? check

• a true romantic at heart

• you’ll be the test dummy for all his dad jokes

• “so why should you never date a baker?”

• “omg Jin no jokes!”

• “just let me tell you!”

• *sigh* “okay…why should you never date a baker?”

• “because they’ll only dessert you!”

• …*crickets*…

• he’s also sort of a mother hen

• like don’t do anything remotely dangerous

• at all

• if you’re sick….oh boy

• Jin will not allow you to lift a finger

• which is sweet but it gets a little overbearing lol

• but at least you get pampered with yummy homemade soups!

• he’ll probably nag you about how you should take better care of yourself while spoon-feeding you soup

• but he actually really loves to take care you

• Jin isn’t a huge cuddler

• like he likes to cuddle but he doesn’t always want to in my opinion

• like if you’re in bed trying to go to sleep and you initiate cuddling one of two things can happen:

• he’ll accept your cuddles

• or he’ll push you away with a “not now I’m trying to sleep!!”

•if you ask why he doesn’t want to cuddle he’ll always respond the same

• “I have to get my beauty rest. It’s not always easy being world wide handsome, you know.”

• Jin is a great boyfriend, really

• I mean gosh you’re so lucky to have him

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So now that I’ve finished all my BTS requests (whew it took me long enough), I am ready for some more!!!

And guess what! There’s something new I’m adding to this blog!

I am officially taking in requests for headcanons!!🤩🥳

So along with the usual requests I’ve been taking, I’ll be doing headcanon requests! I’m really excited about doing these. I’ve been wanting to do them for a while but I’ve been drowning in requests lol.

Please don’t be shy!! Head to my askbox and send in those requests!!! 🥰💜💜

Also, please refer to my rules before requesting!!

You work as a stripper

Request: Can you do a reaction when they find out their girlfriend is working as a stripper but she really needs the money?

A/N: The song I Don’t Mind by Usher ft. Juicy J was stuck in my head after doing this request😂. 

(some hints of sexual themes in this if you squint)

Seokjin

Jin laughed when you revealed to him that you were a stripper. He genuinely thought you were joking. “You’re very funny,” he chuckled. “You’re just trying to pull my leg.”

You rolled your eyes. “Actually, Jin, I’m serious,” you insisted. “I am a stripper.”

Jin laughed some more, your sincerity completely lost on him. And he kept laughing, up until he realized that your annoyed expression wasn’t changing. You weren’t budging, you weren’t smiling. You were dead serious. “Oh,” he said, the shocked realization settling over his features. “So…I’m dating a stripper….”

You patted his shoulder. “Yeah,” you chuckled, suddenly nervous. Maybe he hated the fact that he was with a stripper? Maybe he would think differently of you. “I hope you don’t mind.”

Jin shook his head and shrugged, but was still clearly trying to digest what you told him. “No, I, uh….I don’t mind…I think.”

Everything seemed settled after that, until the shock finally wore off and Jin began unleashing an onslaught of questions your way.

You were okay with that, though. You were just glad he didn’t mind.

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You lose weight due to stress

Request: I just saw your request are open and I am so so excited!! What about a reaction of the boys when you lose weight because of stress and you’re not able to stop it? It happened to me and I would like to see their reactions. Thanksss

A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Seokjin

Once Jin started to notice the change in your appearance, he began to worry. He had known about the stress you’d been going through, but grew increasingly more concerned when he saw just how bad it was on you. Jin would try and get you to take a break with home cooked meals. He hoped getting good food in your system would calm your nerves. But when that didn’t seem to work, he was at a loss of what to do.

“Baby,” Jin was rubbing your shoulders as he held you close. “Please, how can I make you feel better?”

You shook your head, defeated. “I don’t know, Jin. I’m just so tired. I don’t know what to do.”

Jin sighed and held you tighter. He kissed the top of your head. “Then how about doing nothing. Just relax. Please, I don’t want to see you so stressed.”

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