@philtaetos
like it's just in his nature to be a hopeless romantic, puppy eyed, smitten, whipped boy 😭🫶 even from his interactions with the members you can see it!!!!!
#taekookau
a/b/o 🔞
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Taehyung's alpha is in rut.
As his omega, Taehyung will readily spread his legs and let him have his way. Be a good little hole to be bred full, hanging off a knot, coming again and again. But, Taehyung wants to play.
@rockstarjjks
STOPHDKS i kept coming back to those moments where tae would grab jk's arm, whine, or stomp his foot 😭😭😭 how jk quickly folds when he does that 😭😭😭 in the soop 2 taekook when tae begged him to cook for him ‼️‼️‼️
no lube, no protection, all night long, from kitchen floor to toilet seat, from dining table to couch, vertical, horizontal, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while he gasps and screams
Taehyung salivates, wanting nothing more to be knotted and milk that cock dry.
"Let me out. Please." Jeongguk says, "Let me fuck you good, pup. Don't you want alpha to breed you?"
"Baby," Jeongguk croons. His eyes are a piercing red, fangs elongated. Tied up to the chair, he struggles in its binds. Taehyung snorts at how his mate looks like a kicked puppy.
He's pouting, the sheer adorableness contrasting against the hard planes of his abs and his erect cock. Pre-cum dribbles out of the tip, the head a shade of carnation pink. It's so heavy that it slants on his muscled thigh.
in best of me namjoon says "i wanted to be the tender waves, but why didn't i know you were the whole sea?" his metaphors for love are always so mesmerising, he uses the beauty of nature to let us know the truth of relationships? the personification of his lover to the sea?
like we know taehyung is an eternal yearner and jeongguk perpetually loves giving in to him but the more either of them prove just how right we are the more flabbergasting it gets 😭
#taekookau
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"Let's stop this."
Despite the heaviness of its weight on his chest, Jeongguk draws in a breath, "Okay." There's a momentary delay where he waits for Taehyung to respond or himself, but nobody does.
His knees feel like jelly when he stands. "Yeah, okay."
#taekookau
[implied 🔞]
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It always ends like this.
Bed sheets belonging to an unfortunate soul tangling them, callous hands holding his waist, a breathy moan in his mouth, and stuttering hips as they reach their high.
nobody uttered a word when vhope went. when wooga squad went. nor the numerous times they went there without us knowing. don't suddenly start saying shit like this rn lmao
i treasure taehyung's short lives just as much as i treasure jeongguk's <3 one bestie just wants to update us what he's been up to lately and the other wants to hang out during a call while waiting for his laundry. two very different approaches, yet filled with love all the same
istg, every time any of the tannies gets involved with a girl/thought to be involved with a girl, one of these things always has to happen
- what if they have a s*x scene 🫣
- fandom cleanse 😌😝
- forget him, i want her 😍😜🤭
@darlingthv
tkkrs in the quotes rejoicing that they're dating and then not even 24hrs later they are reportedly not dating anymore AND THEN WE SEE MORE FOOTAGE OF JEONGGUK PURSUING HIM FOR A WEEK AND THE WEDDING IS BACK ON 🗣️📢‼️‼️‼️
there's so many possibilities at how his album will sound like 😵💫 with his range and versatility i cant even imagine!!! concept photos, teasers, genres, promotions - TAEHYUNG IS COMINGGG
what really nauseates me is the fact that armys can sell out $2000 worth of jewelry yet palestinian gofunds are struggling to achieve that. armys take pride in "rich armys" as if they're some kind of celebs when all of them are just heavy consumers
@kimvanadium
1) cold water prevents stains! so use cold water when washing ur bt21 cushion
2) if the plushie is too big, you can scrub it with a toothbrush. be careful tho!
3) rinse the soap out. don't wring it out like you do with ur clothes, or it'll deform!
4) air dry. dont use clips!
Jeongguk starts moving towards the door; he can feel his heart pounding against his ribs like he's running a marathon. It hurts even more to breathe. A hand grabs his inked wrist- and though the pressure is barely there, it forces him to stay put.
"Jeongguk."
Silence.
Taehyung's voice eats at him like acid eating through flesh. His heart feels too big for his body, and all his thoughts and feelings are on a tightrope. If this is what he gets for wanting things that could never be, why did he even try? What was wrong with him?
i cannot overstate my love for jeongguk’s smile lines around his eyes !!!!! when he smiles and the crinkles show up 😩 !!!!! the need to smother him in kisses flares up like a fatal allergic reaction
His head hangs low. "Tae-"
"Do you wanna come over?" Taehyung asks quietly. They stand far from the prying eyes in their favorite coffee shop in Seoul, right by the river and across a children's park. The sun is setting behind them, and the scene feels somber than romantic.
Warily, Jeongguk look at him.
He's looking at Jeongguk like he's expecting something else. But the desperation in his eyes, the brink of tears, and everything about him is his way of trying to keep himself grounded.
It takes a few languid motions of Jeongguk's lips against him before they pull apart. Taehyung burrows his face into the crook of the older's neck, a place so familiar and sturdy. Strong. Taehyung loves how it makes him feel.
Jeongguk pouts. "Is this about Seokjin-hyung?"
Taehyung's grip on his wrist loosens. It reminds Jeongguk of how much he wishes Taehyyung would grab him tighter. His boyfriend- ex-boyfriend? - looks dejected, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Fuck. No- I'm... Jeongguk."
Ningguang….. Beidou...… my QUEENS...…… PLS come Home I don't even care about that childe dude just pls i'll even cook and clean for you and massage your tired feet
Jeongguk clenches his jaw. Taehyung is shutting himself off again- he's doing it again- and because he's so selfish, so greedy of keeping this beam of sunshine for himself, Jeongguk grabs ahold of Taehyung's hand.
"Okay. Let's go."
Jeongguk exhales. And that's what Taehyung likes to see - the slow dejection is obvious in the way his shoulders slump, the unsureness of his gaze, the slight tremble of his pupils. His entire being looked so, so weak. It makes Taehyung feel powerful. He fucking loves it.
Taehyung doesn't like sleeping around with the same person but goddamn it - something about Jeongguk brings out the thrill of it. To know that he's fucking not just someone but the prized possession of the soccer team.
And it's all for Taehyung to see and admire. Taehyung holds the hand clasped around his wrist, gently interlacing them together. He smiles.
"Do you have feelings for me, Hyungie?" He says. He knows the answer, anyway.
Taehyung can almost taste the yearning that it makes him preen.
"Mhm..." He gasps when deft fingers pinch his nipple, arching his back into the cup of Jeongguk's hand.
"Can't."
It's sad, disappointing, and mildly infuriating for me to not see a bottle of body lotion that does not lighten one's skin color. Will we ever get over the idea that darker skin does not make one less beautiful?
Taehyung wants more. He wants whatever Jeongguk is willing to give.
"Baby," Jeongguk's voice is hoarse as he litters kisses on his shoulder. "Stay the night with me?" Those lips connect with Taehyung's - swollen, spit-slicked, and slow.
The well-liked senior of the computer science department, a heartthrob, and the cause of many heartbreaks. He doesn't remember how exactly they met. The memory is a fuzzy blur of alcohol and flashing lights. Fleeting gazes, flighty touches, the hot press of a mouth against his.
Taehyung spares him a glance. He loves this look on Jeongguk, it never phases to amuse him. His brows were taut, eyes wide and pleading - searching. Moonlight bathes him in a faint glow, making him look so breathtakingly beautiful.
Jeongguk doesn't move from behind him as Taehyung shimmies into the denim, the material cold and uninviting on his skin littered with marks.
He's pulling on his shirt when a hand grabs his wrist.
"Tae," Jeongguk breathes. "Please."
"Bingo."
Taehyung pulls out of the warm cocoon they've made. He's quick to wear his boxers just at the foot of the bed, locating his jeans, not a minute after.
Jeongguk is, for lack of a better word, a god in bed. He knows just how to touch, what to squeeze when to suck and bite and make it hurt good. It's addicting to taste himself on his tongue - to know that eagerness is shared lights a flame he can't get enough of. Addicting.
sorry but if you're gonna take a whole year to finish the commission then i'd ask for a refund and look for other artists?? like im not waiting on smth that long??? that's just unprofessional. obvs i understand life happens but let's be fr for a sec
Maybe an unpopular opinion?? but I feel like you should never ever rush an artist you are commissioning even if they take months or even a year on your commissions.
Like artists are people too and life happens. It really means a lot to them if you just tell them “no rush!”
holding someone you love accountable for their mistake is love. why are you trying to cover it up by trending this? what goal does this achieve except to bury what he did? stop coddling him