⏤𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Trying to divorce Yoongi might be harder than you thought it’d be. Especially when you’re having a two year old toddler.
⏤𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: strong language
⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut, divorce!au, slow burn
⏤𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 6.9k
Since the new chapter isn’t showing up in tags, I’m posting this so y’all can be aware of the new update
Summary: The year is now 3019. Women were going extinct, cryogenics was the only hope for society. Now Femme Industries is the provider of Females, they use computer analysis and algorithms to match a femme to her male applicants. It is common for Femme’s to match with multiple applicants. When you match with seven handsome young men, it is a challenge. But you love a challenge.
Pairing: BTS - OT7 x Reader,
Starring: Bigbang, GOT7, TXT, BlackPink, NCT127 and Twice are going to be introduced and explored fully in later chapters.
Rating: Fluff so far
Warnings: Adult themes.
Length: 1.5k words
Announcement: Please comment whether you want smut in the story or as side pieces outside the story. Otherwise it will just be implied and the story will progress without it.
On the way home the boys were grinning talking about their plans for the evening. You had been swinging Namjoon’s hand absentmindedly and he grinned down at you happy that you were happy. When you arrived you saw Hoseok and Taehyung at home both dressed for work.
“I have a Wedding tonight, they want photos at the reception as well” Taehyung stepped forward and pulled you into his chest the soft fabric pressed against your cheek and the warmth radiating from his body made you feel safe and content “So Hobi and I are going to stay in a hotel tonight just across town, are you going to be okay?”
“Okay, that’s okay you boys have fun” You smiled and they each took turns kissing you goodbye. Taehyung took his time enveloping you in his arms and kissing you painfully slow his hands traveled up your spine. Hoseok pulled you in by the hips with a cheeky grin and kissed you softly barely touching your lips before ghosting his lips down your neck.
Face bright red, you waved them out the door and sighed hands falling to your sides. Fingers brushing your wrists slowly heading north up your arms causing you to shiver. The person who was behind you was tall, you didn’t dare turn around letting them have their moment. The scent of flowers, vanilla, citrus and musk took over your senses as you relaxed into their broad chest.
He pulled your hair over your left shoulder and leaned down to press kisses to your nape, feeling his lips part and the warm air caress your skin. Tilting his head down to kiss your jawline and his hands continued to run along the length of your arms. You couldn’t help the small sound that escaped your lip and he smiled against your neck. Hands slipped away and the warmth was gone, you turned but he was no longer there, letting out a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding.
“Kim Seokjin, You get back here now” You shouted hearing his windshield wiper laughter as he took off down the hallway to his room. Running down the narrow corridor after him you pushed his door open with enough force it bounced off the stopper and swung back behind you as you marched inside he stood there watching amused.
“Oh Y/n, Darling. To what do I owe the pleasure” He tried to appear nonchalant as he unbuttoned his shirt before removing it completely. You were at a loss of words, were you scolding him for what he had done to you, or for running away from what he started. “Is there something I can help you with?”
He leaned over so you were eye to eye and stepped forward. You stepped back watching him curiously, your back pressing the door shut hearing the latch click. Make your eyes falter almost looking behind you but he raised an eyebrow.
“Something wrong?” he tilted your chin up so you were looking only at him and was grinning at you a playful glint in his eye. He leaned down and pecked your lips just once before pulling away causing you to huff in frustration.
Grabbing him before he could turn away, you pulled him by the arm and caught his lips it was a side of Seokjin you had never seen before. You had seen him act all the time, acting sexy, acting upset, and it usually was obvious in his eyes but this was unlike his usual self. Around you he usually showed what he deemed appropriate displays of affection, things that were perceived as more innocent.
This was not. He had pressed you to the door with his hands on your hips, his hands in your hair and his lips twisting with yours. Grabbing your thighs he lifted you so you could wrap your legs around him and walked you to the bed laying down over you. You took your time and he pulled away when things started to get too much and you both laid their panting.
There was a knock at the door and it slowly opened and Namjoon’s eyes landed on both of you and his eyes turned dark his jaw tightening. You knew he was not happy, perhaps a little jealous and you felt bad that he did. He spoke quickly about plans for dinner, Seokjin walked to the kitchen announcing he would cook.
Namjoon stood in the doorway looking down the hall after Seokjin and spoke “I think we should have a talk in my office, if you aren’t busy right now” It wasn’t a question and his voice was serious that it made you feel guilty for being so happy and comfortable with Seokjin not two minutes prior.
Smoothing down your hair and passing through the living room, Seokjin winked at you whilst cutting vegetables and you ducked your head moving along quickly. Stepping into office and gently closing the door he was sitting on his couch hunched over his head resting on his interlocked fingers elbows perched on his knees.
“Take a seat. I’m not mad at you baby, I am just stressed with work and I have been meaning to speak to you about this for a while now” he said after noticing you tense up he looked up with an apologetic smile, you walked and sat in the armchair tucking your knees under you and turning to him. “Your boss said you were a little worried about some things, especially about intimacy”
You didn’t know what to say so you nodded your head looking down, he reached over and took your hand. “We don’t want to do anything you don’t want, if we do something you don’t like. Tell us and we will stop”
“I want to…” you paused arranging your thoughts trying to gauge his reaction, but he had a poker face from his line of work. Things like interrogation must take practice. “…I want to do things, I just am nervous… I mean, I don’t know how to bring it up, I am just trying to live by the moment”
“Well how about we start by discussing the style of physical relationship you would like, do you want all of us?” he let go off your hand as he asked looking impassive. He was controlling his emotions so as not to pressure you.
“Of course I do, I want all of you, equally. I really like you a lot” You blushed playing with your hands, heart racing he was silent looking straight ahead his impassive. Is this not what he wanted to hear. “I may even say I am starting to love you all very much”
His body seemed to jolt like a hiccup was released and you smiled at his boyish expression his dimple revealed he covered his mouth and cleared his throat trying to collect himself once more. “Okay and when you are thinking of a relationship with us, are you thinking of an open honest one where everyone knows everyone’s business, or behind closed doors, where your intimate moments are private between you and your partner”
“Open and Honest, unless anyone is specifically against it. I don’t want there to be any room for doubt, I don’t want any of you left out of the loop of anything. Also a small part of me would like to share intimate moments with multiple partners” Namjoon blushed and you did too when you realized how that sounded. “Not just sex, as in things like cuddling, I don’t want one of you to see me cuddling another and feeling like you can’t join in”
“I see that is good to know” he said and typing on the computer and rubbing his temples. Sitting up once more his eyes on yours “Is there anything you don’t want us to do, I read online we should find out what our partner likes and compile a list for better understanding”
(Do you want smut in the story or as side pieces outside the story. Please comment otherwise it will just be implied and the story will progress without any sexy times.)
“That’s very thorough of you, do you have a list? For that to work we must all compile a list, make a sheet of paper with a ‘yes’, ‘maybe’ and ‘no’ column” He blinked agreeing with your statement. You headed out to dinner and ate in silence except Jungkook who was talking about his day at work and Yoongi who was asking him about different parts of his work.
“Why is it that Yoongi was the most talkative?” Jungkook frowned helping you put away the dishes and Namjoon stepped out with paper and pens and he called you all to sit back down and explained. We were to each write out our preferences on the paper, into columns of things we want, things we might want and things we don’t want. “Like what hyung”
Namjoon blushed trying to explain and you began writing forming your list and Jungkook leaned over to look at your sheet and ask you what certain things meant and you blushed explaining and Jungkook’s neck and ears grew rather red.
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btw my camera’s so shaky because everyone in fromt of me was standing on their fucking chairs so i had to stand up and i was scared i was going to fall :(
a thread of hoseok’s smile :)) sunshine
i am d e v e s t a t e d i want to cry every time i see his smile :’(
Im looking for a namjoon au where he is ceo. He marries his employee or secretary i dont remember out if a contract but eventually falls in love with her. His parents despises the reader n drives her away when she gets pregnant. The reader leaves namjoon without telling her she is pregnant. She is also friends with jimin. Namjoon finds out she is pregnant n begs his father to find her n eventually finds her n theu reunites. Also reader has an abusive greedy mother. I literally said the whole story lol but i cant find it. Can anybody help?
Alright yall. So as I’ve said before, I work at a school, so I’m about to have a few weeks worth of break time, which means I’ll have time to write 📝💕 So, starting tomorrow (December 14th) at 10 am cst, I’ll be opening requests for 24 hours. (I promised last time that I would give more of a heads up before opening requests, so here we are~)
I’ve got a prompt post I’ll be reblogging to help create your request, and you’ll be able to request for any idol in any of the 6 groups I write for (Seventeen, BTS, Day6, Monsta X (OT7), B1A4 (A3), and Astro). I’ll only be accepting requests based on the prompts, only for the groups I write for, and only during the time frame I set. Anything outside those rules won’t be written; thanks for your understanding. I’m excited to get more things published 🥰
Thirst hours open👅
sorry i have no time to do an actual thread so heres pictures from yoongis vlive yesterday (i stayed up until 12 am to watch that alshdbssmsk)
i’m leaving today for xmas vacation so i migjt not post everyday sorry
⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: every year, on christmas day, for as long as you could remember, you’ve gotten little notes of confession. you don’t know who it’s from, as they’re only signed off as ‘love, secret santa’. and every year, you hope to figure out the mysterious identity of your admirer. secretly, you hope it’s your childhood best friend. friends to lovers. idiots to lovers. idiots to idiots. lovers to friends.
this fic has it all yeehaw
⟶ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: taehyung x reader; jimin x reader
⟶ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst • fluff • smut
⟶ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 36k ↬
MOBILE USERS GET REKT but also god i’m so fucking sorry
lots of pining,,,, god there’s so much fucking pining, everyone in this story is a fucking idiot and there’s so much miscommunication that i wanted to scream at them even though I’m the idiot writing them like this, this smut is something else n im in love with kim taehyung, soft!dom taehyung, sub!reader, big cock!taehyung, teasing, nipple/breast play, body worship kinda idk he’s just v soft and so in love with her, cunnilingus, hair pulling, handjob, fingering, mutual handjobs ? is that a thing? i guess it is for this fic lmao, cum eating, unprotected, dirty talk, creampie, multiple orgasms
⟶ 𝑎/𝑛: this kinda switches between POVs so I hope it’s not too fucking confusing,,,,
⏤ Part of the 12 Days of Bangtan Christmas Collab
One cold, midwinter day in Seoul, you find yourself sitting in your bedroom. The plush, beige carpet keeps you warm, your legs curled under your butt as you stare down at the ornate brown box. It’s a beautiful container: made of soft, dark cherrywood, the surfaces intricately carved with beautiful designs and the edges trimmed with gold. You can’t help but tenderly brush your fingers against it, holding it gently - almost as if afraid that anything but a delicate touch would cause it to break. You don’t really care about how beautiful opulent it is; you deeply cherish the box. It has sentimental value - a gift from Taehyung, one of your childhood best friends, on your eighteenth birthday.
However, what’s inside the box holds more value to you than the box itself. Reaching inside, you delicately pull out the small pieces of paper, a tender smile curling on your lips. You shift backwards, leaning your back against the side of your bed and pulling your knees up as you begin flicking through the short letters. Each piece of parchment paper is completely different, some plain white - others more ornately designed with little festive doodles - like the green and red holly dotted in the corners of one note, or the little hand-drawn snowman on another, or even the scrawled, poorly drawn gingerbread man that looks as if a six-year-old had drawn it. Which, of course, makes sense as a six-year-old had drawn it.
Flipping the paper backwards, your smile widens. There, on the back of the note with the gingerbread man, is a little ‘Christmas, 2000’, written in your own five-year-old writing. Your first note. You barely remember the year, if you’re being honest, how could you? It’s been more than a decade since then. Almost two, in fact. Turning the note back around, you fondly run your finger over the writing. ‘I love when you make gingerbread men with me - Love, Secret Santa.’ the note reads. Again, you cannot clearly remember your fifth Christmas, but you do have a faint memory of you standing in Jimin’s kitchen, his mother hovering beside you, Taehyung, and Jimin while you bossed the two boys around. The memory fills you with nostalgia, a light laugh leaving you. Not much had really changed since then.
I compiled 35 prompts that I really like but can’t choose which one. Since I am an indecisive person, send me a number from 1-35 so that I can make the prompt at random.
Send a number through ASKS. Please send only one!
They are a mixture of angst, fluff, and some smut here and there.
This is to help my creative juices flowing since I’ve been working for a while and just need a break.
Taehyung x male reader ( some jungkook x Taehyung )
where y/n is taehyung’s guardian angel and tae is going through a hard time and really needs a friend. During the summer between their sophomore (11) and junior(12) years in high school.
angst + fluff
KNOCKED UP | KIM NAMJOON !
part five | apologize !
summary: when your friends stupidly invite you to an underground boxing match, you find yourself furious, always hating anything that condoned any sort of fighting. however, notorious fighter, kim namjoon, and owner of kim’s boxing gym wants to change your mind, as well as dragging you into the criminal lifestyle that he lives.
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I deleted the Christmas Smutdown because I was so not prepared for it
They werent imagines written ahead of time, they were writtent that day and I didnt have the time to do it and I was so forgetful Im sorry :(
Next time ill just write a crap ton before hand and then Post them as the days move forward.
“So how was your vacation?” Haewon asked as she walked into Taehyung’s office. Taehyung, who was looking through some paperwork that he had gotten while he was out of the office, smiled to himself without looking up at her.
“Hi Hae, I’m doing pretty good today. How are you?” He asked.
“I’m great, thanks for asking,” she smirked as she came over and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. “But you’re not answering my question.”