Suck, And I Cannot Stress This Enough, My Cock To The Fucking Base

like flowers we bloom

— in which a garden isn’t the only thing you’re building with Min Yoongi 

[ PAIRING ] :: yoongi x fem!reader

[ GENRE ] :: bad boy au + fluff

[ WORD COUNT ] :: 5k 

[ WARNINGS ] :: slow burn, some knowledge of flowers, yoongi is a meanie in the beginning </3 

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Yoongi can’t help but curl his lips into a snarl around the cigarette hanging between his teeth as watches Kim Taehyung produce a spray can from the insides of his backpack. “Again?” Yoongi crows, still leaning against the wall, hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket. “Jesus Tae, have you forgotten what happened the last time you tried to pull this off?”

Taehyung merely smiles at this, shaking the spray can as he takes a few steps back from the wall, a hint of admiration upon the blank canvas—soon to be filled with the freedom of his expression. “What ever happened to learning from your mistakes, hyung?”

“I like to think you’re smarter than that when it comes to something like this,” Yoongi lets out before scoffing at his friend. “And out in public too for fucks sake.”

It’s true—Taehyung has always been a little too reckless for Yoongi’s taste, always electing to do something and worrying about the consequences later on. The latter would know this from experience, of course. Taehyung almost got them all arrested a few weeks back because of the very item Taehyung is showcasing in his hands. Under broad daylight.

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part two (1/2) - happy birthday

~finding bigfoot~

[bigfoot hunter!yoongi x hiker!reader]

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a/n: hey guys!! so in honor of yoongi’s birthday today, i decided to post the text part of finding bigfoot part 2!! the other part will be a drabble (release date TBD) i hope you guys enjoy it!! x

Of Fire and Love

(Dragon! Min Yoongi x Human Reader)  (ft. Baby Jungkook + Baby Dragon! Hoseok) 

Summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of your farm. Why does the man you catch glimpses of have horns?

Tags: sort of medieval times, mentions of death/murder (both humans and dragons, other mentions of magical creatures, baby Jungkook domesticity, fluff, brief sickfic. 

W/c: 6.8K 

A/n:  so here you go, baby dragon hoseok is not in this part- but he is in the next one. I love dragons! and I love yoongi! so yeah! partially inspired by comic i saw with dragon yoongi and knight hoseok so if anyone finds it please let me know! 

- Though Yoongi is a Solitary dragon, he still has a fair amount of interaction with the dragon community, so when small settlements go missing, or there is an isolated attack on a nests and others of his kind are in need someone with finesse for fire breathing- Yoongi comes and helps. 

- The Human vs. Dragon war is as old as time. And Yoongi is no stranger to the violence- his own family was killed hundreds of years ago by a human raid- though the war has changed since then, dragons have been pushed to the edges of the world or been made to hide in some places. There are even standing truces between some kingdoms and any dragons that might be passing through. 

- He has enough interaction and care for his own kind that he cares when he finds a nest ransacked. Cursing humanity and acting instinctually, he begins to hunt the humans that have done this.

- Yoongi had tracked the scent of death to a small mountainside community- he’d flown over the old cabins and seen the fresh fletchling dragon skins hanging out to cure and started killing indiscriminately. The light of dawn was cresting over the mountains when Yoongi starts to spit his hot blue fire into the buildings.

- Yoongi walks through the wreckage of the houses he’s just burned. The rage inside of him winking out as the last life did. His long cloak rustling in the ashes as he shifts to his human form once his temper cools checking for signs of life and finding none. 

- And then a high-pitched keen, crying, underneath the wreckage of a house as the rain starts up. The baby is small but healthy as Yoongi pulls him out from underneath the wreckage, with little more than a scratch on his cheek that looks a little deep and little tears beading at the edge of large brown eyes. Yoongi doesn’t know much about human children, but if he had to guess, he’s probably older than 6 months but younger than a year. Still immobile and unable to care for himself.  

- There is a name embroidered on the edge of the torn red blanket that swaths the baby, half soaked with mud. ‘Jungkook’ it reads, fine bronze thread against the dull red. A first name or a last name- Yoongi doesn’t know. 

- The weight of the babe calms in his arms, it starts to rain, and Yoongi finds himself curled over the tope of him and shielding his face from it. He can’t find it in himself to kill the child and save him the misery of starving to death. Despite the fact that this small family of warriors had killed countless of Yoongi’s kind and all for the more malleable young dragon skins- different than the rough hide of older dragons that could not be made into fireproof clothing- this child has done nothing, taken part in no such acts of violence. 

- But the baby- Jungkook - is an unintended consequence of Yoongi’s rage, and likely- his relatives, and simultaneously Yoongi does not want him to secum to startvation like he would if yoongi left him to die and yet cannot take care of him. Yoongi is a dragon- and cannot take care of a human child.

- It almost feels like something deep within him whispers to his fire filled heart, maybe not words, but definitely, something that tells him not to leave the child to die. 

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darling (drabble) || cursed || kth

:: or, alternatively — “go to sleep, darling.” ::

☽ pairing: taehyung x reader

☽ genre: fluff, established relationship, very mild mentions of smut, past lives (there’s a flashback to their lives in the victorian era)

☽ word count: 1.2k

☽ a/n: hello!! i couldn’t decide if i wanted to do a modern drabble for y/n and tae or another look at their past lives in the victorian era so i kinda decided to do both!! hope you guys enjoy it!! x

SMAU SERIES: CURSED || PREVIOUS || NEXT

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“So if none of what’s happening in this program is real, and it is all staged, then why do they call it a ‘reality show’?” Taehyung cutely scrunched up his nose at the television screen, an episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians playing in the background as you both laid in your bed.

“Because it follows their real lives… more or less.” You chuckled at the adorably confused expression on his face. He sat at the top of your bed, leaning back against the headboard with his legs stretched out in front of him, while you hung closer to the foot, your knees pulled up to your chest and arms wrapped around your legs.

“But what are these people famous for?” He asked the quintessential Kardashian question, and you let out a deep sigh, shaking your head.

“You’re not going to understand it.” You softly snorted, picking up the remote to change the channel to something easier for Taehyung and his old soul to follow. “Let’s just watch Friends.”

You put on a random episode of the well-known sitcom, stifling a yawn, and resting your head drowsily atop your knees. It was getting kind of late, and after the near-fiasco that introducing your two groups of friends had been today, you were in desperate need of a good night’s rest.

“Are you tired?” Taehyung asked you, noting your slumped-over state. You limply nodded your head in response, watching lazily as he shuffled in his spot on the bed, making room for you to lay beside him amongst the pillows. “Come lie down. You should get some sleep.”

You stared over your shoulder at him for a long moment; he looked undeniably good right now, even in just a shirt and pajama shorts, and you couldn’t help but feel your stomach flutter a bit at the prospect of getting closer to him. You’d invited him in here to cuddle with you, but you hadn’t quite worked up the nerve to do it yet.

Swallowing your nerves, you offered him a small smile and a gentle nod in response, crawling up towards him from your place at the end of the bed. When you reached him, he easily pushed the blankets aside to let you in and helped you get yourself settled underneath them before he finally laid down to join you. Sprawling out on his back beside you, he casually spread his arm behind the pillow where your head rested, and the small gesture had your pulse quickening.

He was close enough now that you could smell his sweet, comforting scent, and though he had left a respectful distance between you two, you found yourself unable to settle down. You kept wiggling around, unable to find a comfortable position, and noticing the way you just couldn’t seem to stop fidgeting, it was Taehyung who made the first move; he inched closer until the warm skin of his arm brushed yours, reaching out to gently lift your head and place it to rest upon his chest, making your cheeks flush.

“This used to help you fall asleep… back then,” he quietly murmured, holding you against him. “You liked to listen to the sound of my heart.”

You pondered his words, deciding to give it a shot, and you let your eyes fall shut, trying to focus only on the sound of Taehyung’s steadily pounding heart. The pace of it was consistent and calming, the thumping rhythm filling your ears and reminding you that he was right here, and that he wasn’t going anywhere—it made you feel safe—and when you opened your eyes again, there was a subtle smile upon your lips.

“Thank you,” you whispered to him, sweetly nuzzling your head closer into his warm chest.

“Go to sleep, Darling,” he absentmindedly told you, his eyes trained on the tv. He leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead as if he had done so a million times before, and the soft action instantly triggered a memory within you, playing over in your mind like a movie scene.

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“Go to sleep, Darling,” Taehyung affectionately chastised you from the other side of the bed, letting out an amused chortle at your antics.

“How am I meant to fall asleep? We’re married now, Taehyung! Isn’t it entirely exciting?” You gawked at him with wonder in your eyes, still high from your wedding festivities that day.

“Entirely,” he agreed with an easy smile, “but how can you not be tired out from all of that excitement, Darling? Not to mention after our… post-wedding activities.” There was a cheeky smirk upon his lips when he spoke of what had transpired between the two of you just before this conversation, and you averted your eyes in shyness as you realized he was still shirtless.

“Well, I didn’t exactly mind those.” Your cheeks flooded with heat at the mere mention of your passion. The two of you had scarcely made it through your nuptials before you and your new husband were ripping one another’s clothes off all the way to the bed. “Let’s do it again,” You suddenly suggested as an attempt to distract him, slyly trying to wriggle your way on top of him, but he easily caught you by the shoulders, settling you back down against the mattress.

“Go to sleep, Darling,” he repeated more firmly this time, gently tucking you under the covers.

“But I can’t.” You frowned up at him. “What if I wake up and this was all a dream?” There was an anxious sadness behind your small voice.

“Come here.” He sighed, holding his arms open as if waiting for you to crawl into them, which you eagerly did. He placed your head against his bare chest, holding you close so that you could hear the hum of his pulse. “Do you hear that?” he asked you. “It’s the sound of my heart… As long as it is beating, I shall never leave your side.” He vowed. His sweet promise made you feel warm inside—loved—and you knew you loved him just as much.

“Never?” you repeated back to him, gazing up at him with wide eyes that held only trust.

“Never.” He confidently confirmed. “So go to sleep and rest well, my love.” He brought his warm lips to the skin of your forehead, leaving a loving kiss there, and you sighed in content.

“All right,” you coalesced to his wishes at last, snuggling more tightly against into his body, and listening close to the soothing sound of his heartbeat until you finally drifted off to sleep.

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“Y/N?” The sound of Taehyung’s deep voice summoned you back to the present, noticing the vacant expression that had settled across your face. You blinked a few times, reorienting yourself in the moment, and looked up at him.

“Did you just call me Darling?” you immediately questioned, quirking an intrigued brow his way.

“Oh… I guess I did.” He seemed a bit flustered; he clearly hadn’t meant to call you so fondly like that, but to be honest, you hadn’t really minded it. “Force of habit, I suppose,” he said, studying you with a bittersweet smile on his lips. “What is it?” he asked you when he realized you were still staring at him with a curious expression.

“Nothing.” You shook your head to yourself with a secret smile, deciding to keep what you saw to yourself. “I’m glad you’re here,” you told him, reaching up to shyly wrap your arms around his broad torso while your chin rested on his chest.

“Oh,” he replied with a proud grin you couldn’t see. “Then I’ll stay right here,” he promised you, reaching his arms behind your back to squeeze you tightly. His hand stroked through your hair, a strangely familiar gesture that filled you with a sense of ease. “Goodnight, Y/N,” he whispered, his warm lips ghosting over the shell of your ear.

“Goodnight, Taehyung,” you whispered back, closing your eyes, and letting the thrum of his steady heartbeat lull you to sleep once again.

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