#Admin Zesty

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admin is zesty...... pass the message on for me please

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#ask #alien project

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> Admin intro

[⟥--- Hi! I'm being dragged into this too by my friend Fabien so here's y'all CLU 2 .

⚿ -- Name's Shu, I'm 19 - I go by they / them + he / him pronouns :3 [ I have a Tron OC named KerØsene (Brother of Fab's OC) [ I'm open to any kind of RP, going from more zesty ones to gruesome ones.

> Rules / Char INFO

⯐ If I don't reply immediately I'm probably working! It might take me a few hours to get to you < 3 ⯐ You can double text me I don't mind! ⯐ If you ask for a RP please be active and don't drop it after a few days.

[⟥--- My CLU won't be lovely and cute, bear that in mind [ I can make exceptions for a specific RP though just request it!

ADDITIONAL RULES

#tron #tron 2.0 #tron legacy #tron lightcycle run #tron 1982 #tronblr #tron uprising

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DISNEY'S WISH

I can't explain why, we've never even seen the full movie, but we're SO hyperfixated, an alter cam eout of dormancy, and decided to be King Magnifico

So anyway, all the songs: terrible, plot: terrible, main character: unlikable, villain: not villainous, everybody else: might as well not be there

The reasons we're hyperfixated is BECAUSE the movie's so bad, how do you make the villain more tolerable and understandable then the MAIN FUCKING CHARACTER, it's insane

How do you start with a star boy love interest and end up with a marketable bulbous looking tick (it's supposed to be a star but it looks NOTHING like a star) with the worst song in the movie

WHY DID THEY GET RID OF VILLAIN COUPLE? WHY DID THEY HIRE A POP SONGWRITER FOR THEIR SOUNDTRACK?!? It baffles us how Disney fucked up so bad with this movie, and yet it's so much fun to hate on

And I guess main villain Magnifico is just a highlight everytime, we love to see him (in and out of sys lol) he's traumatized, he's zesty, he's married, he's a wet cat, he's magical, he's evil, he's just so much fun to watch, also ghey treat him like a villain but honestly, morally, he should've been the hero, just sayin

Ok, rant over, I am so sorry :D

I love it when people really really love (aka are hyperfixated on) terrible media. Us with The Return To Freddy’s.

-Admin (+B0ffy)

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⊙ | 𝕷𝖚𝖝𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖆 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 | ⊙

              Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. 

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α pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

α word count: 7.1k

α summary: A loveless marriage drives you to a dark part of your city in search of the things that once made you happy. Instead, you find a man who awakens carnal desires deep inside you that you never knew existed. An impulsive decision and a loss of control make for the best paintings but driven past the point of no return- tell me, is it worth falling for?

α tags/TW: 18+, smut, bts smut, taehyung x reader, reader insert, artist Taehyung, strangers, knife play, blood play, rough sex, master x servant relationship, dom x sub relationship, dominant male, dirty talk, unprotected sex, affair, alcohol consumption, sex under the influence, daemon au

α part: 1 of 7 of our Seven Deadly Sins Milestone Challenge.

⋫ Link to Master List here 

α  a/n: Hello and welcome to the first piece in our Sin Challenge! We are beyond excited to share this journey with you, please check out the master list for the rest of the pieces which will be released once a day for the next 7 days. This piece was a blast to write but I did let out a little bit of my kinky self (just a tiny bit, it’s not too crazy) and I hope you all enjoy it. 

- ☆.｡.:* Zesty .｡.:*☆

The minute you saw him you knew you were in trouble.

It was a Tuesday. You were out for a walk trying to escape the reminders of a loveless marriage that waited for you when you returned home. You were in what would have been called a dodgy part of your city but it reminded you of your old college town and you couldn’t give it up.

Litter crowded the sidewalk and you swerved around panhandlers trying to score a few cents. You stood out in your business clothes, the handbag a gift from your husband as an apology for his latest secretary fling.

You looked at the bag, the designer label loud and proud on the front. You can’t say you were surprised that your husband had wandering eyes. After all, that’s how you came to marry him in the first place. You were his secretary too, once. A fling that he started to escape his second wife. One you participated in because you were young, vulnerable, and searching for a thrill. You were always just another conquest on his radar, never seen as an equal and definitely never loved.

In college you never imagined living such an unhappy future.

Maybe that’s what drew you here. What led you to the little art studio under the neon signs, tucked behind the tattoo shop where men slouched outside taking long drags of stolen cigarettes. A quarter life crisis where you tried to grasp what made you happy in the past.

Stepping into the studio was like taking a step into another world. Darkness enveloped you, the walls a deep sapphire blue with spotlights illuminating the classically inspired art pieces. You walked further in, careful to avoid the other patrons, the grey stone floor made your heels sing and you wished silently for anything else so you wouldn’t draw any more attention to yourself. No one was speaking loud, only hushed whispers as pairs and groups mingled through the gallery, admiring the works. You weren’t surprised as you took in one after the other of the elaborate paintings  that the visitors were both too stunned and aroused to casually chat. The works depicted some of life’s most desired and feared moments.

Every one of the paintings showed people fucking.

Every position you could imagine, with and without clothes, choking, bondage, everything. You perused the works, each one simultaneously taking your breath away as well inspiring a curiosity deep within you that you hadn’t felt in years. Clearly the creator was proficient in the art of lovemaking and not afraid to show it.

You zoned in on the face of a woman in pure ecstasy, her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut, lips parted. You couldn’t remember the last time you had felt that sort of passion with your husband or any of the others before him. You didn’t think you’d ever had.

Something drew you from your thoughts and your eyes flicked across the room, surprised to meet the eyes of a young man. He looked to be mid to late twenties and wore simple loose fitting tan pants with a deep blue shirt tucked in. He was flanked on either side by two beautiful women who appeared to be deep in a conversation that didn’t include him, but his eyes never left you. He was striking, to say the least, with brilliant shaggy black hair and a smirk that conveyed a lazy sense of male confidence that you could feel from where you stood.

It was exhilarating.

Unnerved by your response, you broke the gaze and spun out of the gallery back to the loud street. You paused for a minute on the street, your back flush against the brick building of the gallery, avoiding the looks of edgy passersby.

Who was he?  

You pushed the thought deep into the back of your mind and left the street heading back to the silent home where you knew your husband would be absent.

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You found yourself in that little gallery in the corner of the city a few more times that month. Soon, it was like your feet were bringing you there without your mind even realizing it. You would just wake up when you walked through the ornate gold trimmed door, into the plush dark blue of the room. It was better than being home, constantly reminded that your marriage was a sham and probably the biggest mistake of your life. Whether you visited for the art pieces or him even you didn’t really know. Regardless, you never caught another glimpse of the mysterious raven-haired man and honestly, it was probably for the better. At least this way you retained some form of plausible deniability about why you actually visited the gallery.

It was a Saturday, late in October, when you noticed it. You were working your way through the pieces, paying special attention to your favorites, the ones you wished you were bold enough to try when your eyes found a small one tucked into the back of a winding hallway. Like all the others, the only luminance was the small spotlights meant to display the piece and you moved down the hall to get a closer look.

It hadn’t been there the last time you visited, you were sure of it, so it must have been new. It was smaller than the others, more intimate, portraying two lovers, as opposed to some of the elaborate orgy scenes you had witnessed the artist releasing more of lately.

The male had what appeared to be a medieval dagger in his hands and was using the handle to pleasure his partner’s clit. She had nicks on her skin on her collarbone, fingers, hips where he must have pricked her before but she looked to be enjoying every second, a leather collar tight around her neck, it’s leash in his other hand that gripped her firmly on her hip.

“I haven’t seen you here before, is this your first time?” A husky voice from behind you caused you to jump and you turned around, your face turning beat red.

It was him.

He was garbed in a similar style as the last time you had seen him, this time black slacks and smooth red silk shirt. He blended into the darkness of the navy walls and stepped forward a bit so the spotlight from the painting bounced off his chiseled features. He was even more beautiful up close with eyes so dark the pupil disappeared and full lips above a defined jaw. He had styled his hair today slightly to the side and you could see a sliver of a flawless forehead. Clearly, he had been taking care of his body and you could see the peek of a toned chest from the deep v of his shirt. He was all dark shadows and long lines, his feet slipped into a simple pair of backless dress shoes.  How did someone this beautiful exist? Did he not remember me from last time?

Of course he wouldn’t.

He had been surrounded by two stunning women and with a face like that, you were sure he was used to it.

“No,” you responded motioning to the art work. “I come here often after work. I really like the artist’s work. It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you,” he responded and you whipped your head back to him to see him hiding a small grin.

“You’re the artist?” You asked, amazed.

“Is that so astounding?”

You took in his appearance again, so casual and cool. He had both hands in his pant pockets now and was leaning on one foot, giving off an air of quiet confidence.

You shook your head. “No, I guess not.” It really didn’t surprise you in the slightest. You were immediately drawn to this man and obviously attracted to the artwork so it made sense that he had created it. “So . . .” You were eager to continue the conversation, get to know him more. “What’s your favorite piece?”

His eyes lit up at that and he led you on a tour of the studio, pointing out pieces he particularly enjoyed making or that he thought turned out well. You watched as his features changed from casual aloofness to one of childlike excitement as he talked about his work. It was late and what few patrons there were happy to leave you both to your own devices, and you continued for about an hour with no interruptions. It was near closing when he led you to another piece you hadn’t seen before.

This one was simpler, two people once again in the throes of passion but this time only the man’s face was visible, his eyes peering down at his lovers while he chased his release.

“Are all of your paintings. . . . uh” you searched for the right word. “Do all of your paintings contain such visceral acts?”

He raised an eyebrow at your choice of words. “Yes, all of my paintings show people fucking.”

The way he enunciated the last word made the hairs on your arms stand up.

“And. . . “ you couldn’t meet his eyes. “Do you paint from experience?” You didn’t know what game you were playing but you couldn’t deny your attraction to this man. You were walking a dangerous line.

He studied you intently. “Not all of them. Some are just fantasies of mine. I like knowing that my work can inspire others to spice up their sex lives. Give them ideas of things they might like to try.”

Wow, a real civil servant.

“What are your fantasies?” he asked, bluntly.

You met his eyes. “I don’t know, I guess I’m sort of stuck. Maybe that’s why I keep coming here.”

“I have some more, up in my apartment if you need more inspiration.”

A dangerous line, indeed.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I don’t even know your name and besides-” you indicated to the ring on your finger and shrugged. “I’m married.”

The man didn’t seem deterred by the announcement of your marriage in the slightest. In fact, he didn’t seem surprised at all. “The name’s Taehyung and I highly doubt your husband will be upset if you come home with some great ways to spice up your sex life. In fact, he’ll probably be grateful.”

He had you there. Although it had been months since your husband had even touched you.

“Okay,” you replied before your brain could stop you.

“Great, let me close up and grab my coat. It’s within walking distance,” he turned to leave.

“Y/N,” you blurted and he turned to look over his shadow at you. “That’s my name.”

“I know.”

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         Hyper indulgent.

                                               Irresponsible.

                                                                                   Impulsive.

That’s probably what they’ll say about me, you thought as you followed Taehyung out the back door of the studio and into the crisp night air. It’s important to note that you knew it was wrong. When all was said and done, you went in with your head clear.

You weren’t ignorant. You knew where this was heading.

He led you down a winding alley behind the gallery, wrapping his hand warmly around yours when you tripped on some exposed cobblestone. He and you both knew that seeing the paintings was a cover for what he really could offer you. A night of passion.

The sun had set long ago but you found yourself admiring the way the street lights illuminated the crevices of the brick buildings. Something about being with this man heightened your senses. You found yourself entranced with the laundry that dangled thirty feet above your head, the steam bursting out of the old metal pipes that danced outside the buildings.

He glanced back at you, watching as your face changed into one of wonder, your fingertips brushing the edges of the alley, returning covered with dew. You missed the small, mischievous smile he gave you as he pulled you up some narrow stairs. Too focused on your heightened awareness of a city you thought you had seen every bit of you didn’t resist as he pulled you into a doorway at the top casting a predatory look at the lines of your neck, the curve of your collarbone.

You came to your senses within Taehyung’s apartment. Dark shapes rose out of the darkness and you felt a slight prick of fear in the back of your mind as you realized you had just followed a stranger to his apartment in the middle of the night and no one knew where you were. He released your hand, as if he sensed your unease, and began moving around his space turning on the few lamps he had but mostly lighting the candles he had lined against the walls.

Tentatively, you took a few steps into the room. The soft light illuminated the dark shapes to be a collection of eclectic objects that included a few nude marble statues, a large dark green fern atop a baby grand piano, and a suit of armor stashed in a corner. To say he was a collector was to put it minimally. He had the usual couch and dining table but they were buried beneath art supplies and hidden behind canvases of unfinished works. A single door appeared across the room, furthest from you as he lit a few more candles that you assumed was his bedroom.

Your mind followed your feet as you were drawn to a rather large painting across from the couch where one may have put a television, although Taehyung didn’t have one. It was of two lovers, gripped in a passionate embrace, not unlike the others in the room or in his studio. What drew you to it was that the people weren’t quite  human. You couldn’t put your finger on it but there was something different about the way they gripped one another. The glint in their eyes as they fucked, almost predatory - but definitely vital. Desperate.

You tilted your head and watched as their forms seemed to shift before your eyes. Dark wings sprung from the male’s back, a spindly tale grew out of the female. You reached out, tracing the edge of the elongated canines on the male, your fingers moving down his body to the nails growing, shaping-

“Like what you see?” Taehyung’s voice drew you from your trance and you turned to see him looking at you from across the room, face shrouded in the darkness of the dim light. He was shaking his hand slightly to extinguish a match.

You whipped your head back to the painting to find the creatures returned to their human state. No wings. No tails. Just regular plump humans gettin’ it on.

“What the fuck?” You whispered to yourself, your fingers tracing the same hand that had grotesquely sported the inhuman nails only seconds before.

“Would you like something to drink?” Taehyung asked, his voice sounding off further than it had a second ago. You whipped your head in his direction only to find him behind the counter of the kitchen, clear on the other side of the apartment. How did he get there so fast?

“Uh, yes please.” You responded moving towards him and pushing the thought of the shifting painting from your mind.

Taehyung pulled out an aged bottle of what appeared to be red wine from a place called LaVeyan Vineyards. The bottle was nearly completely black, dusty like it had sat for years in the same place, and a simple gold trim around the edge of the label.

“What is that?” You asked, sitting on one of the twin leather barstools across from him.

He looked at you, a single eyebrow raised. “Wine.”

You rolled your eyes. “I got that, genius. I meant what kind?”

Taehyung pulled two ornate wine glasses from an old china cabinet and placed them in front of you, making quick work of opening the bottle. He shrugged as he poured two glasses. “I don’t remember. A friend of mine made it ages ago. It’s vintage.”

You took a glass in your hand, swirling it slightly to make sure it was properly aerated, brushing off the comment about his friend making vintage wine. Taehyung didn’t look much older than 28, you weren’t sure how anything his friends made could be considered vintage.

Regardless, the wine emanated a strange smell that you couldn’t quite place. You were no expert but you had enjoyed more than your fair share of wine in your life and this one smelled metallic.

Taehyung didn’t seem to notice or at least didn’t care and brought the smooth liquid to his lips for a long taste. Following suit, you sipped it, smacking your lips to try and place the flavor. Sweet yet . . . . tangy?

“Do you like it?” He asked, leaning his elbows on the counter across from you so that your faces were closer together.

You nodded. “It’s . . . . unusual. But good.”

He smiled. “So, y/n, are you an artist as well?”

You shook your head, taking another sip of the wine. It was growing on you. “No, not at all actually,” you placed the wine on the counter, clasping your hands under your chin and resting your head on them to peer up at him through long lashes. “That’s part of the reason I was so drawn to your work. It’s something I have absolutely no talent for.”

Taehyung chuckled. “Ah, so you were drawn by my work. Not necessarily by me.”

So bold.

“I didn’t say that.” You traced the rim of your glass with your index finger, aware of the way his eyes devoured your every move. I am so going to hell for this.

Taehyung smiled, but it was a smile that held no joy. He smiled like he had a dirty secret that only the devil knew about. “What do you want, Y/N?”

The question took you by surprise. What did you want? Why were you there? In the back of your mind, you knew this was wrong. But there was just something about Taehyung, you couldn’t put your finger on it. Something about him called to the primal parts of your body, the parts that you usually buried deep inside yourself. He made you want to throw caution to the wind and just let go of your inhibitions.

It wasn’t only that he was probably the most attractive man you’d ever seen, although that helped, it was his entire aura. The manor in which he conducted himself, his confidence, the deep timbre of his voice.

You were losing control.

You lifted the wine glass to your lips, now less than half full and took a long sip, considering your answer.

“I want to have a choice in my life for once, I want to do what I want to do. Not what someone else tells me I should do.”

Taehyung seemed to like that answer. He stared at you thoughtfully as he polished off his glass.

“What about you? What do you want?” you asked.

The dim lighting couldn’t hide the glint in his eyes as he reached to grab the bottle of wine, pouring himself another full glass. The dark red liquid swirled slowly, guided by an expert hand and he brought it to his full lips to take a sip before answering your question.

“I want you.”

You were taken aback by his curtness, you had only just met after all. You brought your wine glass to your lips and tipped it back only to stop abruptly. The liquid at the edge of your mouth wasn’t wine.

You pulled the glass back and for a brief second you stared at the liquid, thicker than wine but just as dark. You dipped a single finger into the glass. The liquid was room temperature, as all red wine should be, but slightly heavier in viscosity. You lifted the red coated finger to your lips, inserting the finger into your mouth. The liquid was metallic in taste, different than it had tasted mere minutes before. Taehyung’s eyes watched you intently.

It was almost like the more  you drank the more you wanted him. The wine acting as some sort of criminal aphrodisiac, pushing yourself past what your sound mind told you was okay. Pushing you past your normal boundaries that kept you in the stagnant life you ached to be released from.

“I want you as well.”

It was as if you had opened the dam to a great reservoir, Taehyung was on you in seconds moving from around the counter to scoop you off the barstool and place you on your feet. He pushed his lips against your own, opening his mouth immediately, nothing chaste in his actions. You wrapped your hands around his neck and he cupped your ass bringing you closer to him before hoisting you up and placing you on the counter beside your glass.

His kisses did nothing to aid the strange metallic taste in your mouth, in fact, it made it stronger. Stronger in taste and stronger in the lightness that flew to your brain urging you to pull him closer, open your legs wider.

He pulled at your bottom lip with his teeth and you groaned into his mouth as his hands found purchase in the buttons of your blouse and began to hurriedly undo them. His fingers were deft and within a few short minutes you sat before him with only your bra above your pants and he pulled back to look at you.

“Is this what you want, y/n?” He asked, his lips swollen from kissing, his hair tousled in candlelight. “Are you sure you want to continue this journey?”

You weren’t sure what journey he was referring to but if it had to do with what you hoped he was about to do to you in the bedroom, you sure as hell were ready. It was Taehyung, for the short period of time you had known him, he liked to be dramatic so you brushed off the comment.

“Oh,” you said, pulling him towards you by the cloth of his loose silk shirt and reaching up to whisper into his ear. “I’m ready.”

Taehyung growled in response and gripped your hips, pulling you to the edge of the counter so you could feel him through his loose dress pants before slowly rolling into your clothed core. He was already so hard. “Then there’s one thing you need to learn about me,” he whispered, ghosting his lips over the crest of your ear, one hand snaking up your body to palm your breast through your bra as he subtly thrusted into you. Your head tilted back, a soft groan escaping your lips. You had never felt this way with a partner before. With Taehyung all your sexual senses seemed heightened somehow. “I take what I want.”

He scooped you off the counter, careful to avoid contact with the candles, as he walked you both to the doorway on the far end of the apartment, what you had earlier assumed to be his bedroom.

It was like you were walking in a dream, somehow a thick mist had descended onto either the apartment or your mind, casting the collection of strange objects back into a heavy darkness as Taehyung carried you to the room, his lips never leaving some part of your exposed body.

His bedroom was massive. Dark velvet curtains draped the walls, candles once again covered the walls and bedside surfaces although you had no recollection of Taehyung lighting them earlier. His bed was in the center of the room, a massive dark wooden four poster with an extravagant  comforter. Taehyung kicked the door shut behind you both before throwing you onto the bed. The curtains surrounding the bedroom blended into the navy walls, creating a sense of comfortable warmness that seemed to soak up what limited lighting there was in the room.

You turned your head, eager to absorb as much of the space as you could and your eyes caught the glint of a group of knives on the bedside table. Fascinated, you rolled onto your side, reaching for them. There were five in all, varying shapes and sizes but overall petite little things. One caught your eye, it was about the length of your hand and had six simple deep blue sapphires embedded in the handle. You ran your fingers over the blade gently, intrigued.  

Taehyung followed your gaze as he crawled onto the bed behind you, the silk of his shirt felt cool against your skin as he spooned you from behind, nipping softly at the pulse point on your neck, clearly eager to continue what you had started in the kitchen. “I collect them,” he murmured against your skin and you struggled to push down your fascination with the blade before turning in his arms to face him.

“Of course you do,” you whispered. It seemed completely in character.

“Things like that capture my eye,”  he ran a finger down your throat. “Beautiful,”  his finger dipped lower to the valley between  your breasts before tracing down your torso until it rested on the button of your pants “but deadly little things.” Searching your eyes for any retaliation, he paused.

When you smiled at him, a slow lazy smile that you knew would drive him crazy, he slowly untangled himself from you to work on pulling off your pants.

Released from your leg confines, Taehyung pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing a broad expanse of toned stomach  before crawling back over you, dipping his head to catch your lips. You eagerly returned the kiss, wrapping your legs around his hips and he dipped his pelvis down, grinding his erection against your sensitive clit through the thin material of his pants and your panties. The wine was making your head spin, although you had only had a glass. You wanted him more with each breath. More than you had ever wanted your husband.

You groaned as he found the right amount of friction and he quickened his pace, roughly rubbing up into you with each thrust. You could feel how incredibly hard he was already and you arched up with each movement, meeting his thrusts but eager for more. Much more.  

“You like that, little darling,” he whispered harshly into your ear, his voice raspy and a little out of breath. “You like that you can feel how hard and ready I am from just tasting your lips?”

You responded with your body, chasing a high that only he could give you and he began to end each thrust with a deep roll of his hips. He had to know how he was affecting you, like some \ sex starved teenager dry humping in the back of your dad’s pickup truck. You had never acted like this before, but the way he ground into your clit with each thrust heightened your arousal. You were sure by now, that you were soaking.

Entangling your fingers in his dark hair you pulled slightly as Taehyung began to plaster your neck and torso in large open mouthed kisses, murmuring dirty words and planned actions as he took in every crevice of your exposed body, a hand finding purchase in your clothed breast once again and massaging it in tempo with his thrusts. When he latched onto your pulse point with his full lips, you pulled a little too hard on his hair earning yourself a harsh bite from Taehyung.

“Ouch!” You exclaimed, breaking the embrace, shock written purely on your features as your hand flew to your neck and returned, fingers stained crimson.

You hadn’t realized you were bleeding.

“Sorry,” Taehyung murmured, pulling you back to him, his lips returning to envelop the wound, his tongue swirling around the puncture marks and your stomach rolled in pleasure forgetting the strange occurrence from moments before. What is wrong with me? “I’ll be more careful.”

Finishing his apology on your neck he leaned back, balancing himself on his elbow over you, bringing your bloodstained fingers up to his lips. His hooded eyes, dark with desire, never leaving yours as he took your fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the blood, sucking it off.  Heat pooled in your core as you watched him, something incredibly carnal and erotic in his gaze, like he couldn’t wait to consume you whole. He finished with a loud pop and you felt something in you snap.

You didn’t know what came over you but before you even fully realized what you were doing you twisted in the bed, reaching for the pretty little sapphire knife on the bedside table. Grasping it by the handle you pulled it from the magnetic strip attaching it to the holder and turned back to face Taehyung.  He hovered over you, watching intently as you grabbed one of his hands and slipped the blade into it. He seemed neither surprised or turned off by your actions as you brought the blade to rest against your throat, he merely raised an eyebrow like he was interested to see how far you would go.

“Why don’t you show me what you can do with these pretty little knives?” You whispered, the blade cool against your throat. “They’re on your bedside table for a reason.”

There was no point in denying it and Taehyung knew it, his gaze darkening, a sly close lipped smile making his features seem almost sinister. When he spoke, it was almost like his voice had dropped an octave, a deep rumbling that sent shivers up your spine.

“Do you trust me, y/n?”

“I wouldn’t give you the knife if I didn’t, Taehyung”

His entire demeanor shifted. He was a commanding presence before, treating you roughly but still like you might break. Holding the knife in his hand seemed to open a new layer of Taehyung that made you realize just how little you knew about him. He twisted the blade in his hand, dragging the tip along your jawline.

“Then why don’t you remove that pretty little bra of yours, darling?” He demanded, his voice low and menacing. “Before I cut it off.” You were ashamed at how turned on it made you as you arched your back up and maneuvered your hands behind you to unclasp the back. Once you had slipped the straps off your shoulder, Taehyung took control clearly impatient with how slowly you were moving to tease him. He grabbed the bra, flicking it off the bed in a period of seconds before leaning down to kiss each of your breasts, paying special attention to each nipple, knife momentarily forgotten.

Your back arched into the mattress but the kiss of the knife against your throat stopped you from moving more. Taehyung stopped his work on your breasts and peered up at you from under long bangs.

“Did I tell you you could move?” He dragged the knife’s tip down the column of your throat, slowly making his way between your breasts and stopping by your naval. “Don’t forget who’s in control here, darling. God forbid,” he circled the knife around your belly button before sitting back on your thighs looking down at you and bringing the knife to his ring finger. “You cut yourself.” He sliced the tip of his finger, not deep, but enough to draw blood.

You let out a small gasp and he smiled lowering himself back down to you, bringing the knife back up your torso, between your breasts, before lifting the bottom of your chin with it, his face inches from yours.

“Suck,” he commanded, holding out his cut finger. You were eager to oblige, bringing his finger past your lips, the wine once again making you bold. Bold enough that you didn’t process that the metallic taste was the same you had encountered earlier that evening. You sucked his finger like your life depending on it, swirling your tongue around the wound, watching his expression take on one of pure euphoria. He was losing control and so were you, but your descent into madness had begun hours ago.  

He tossed the knife onto the bedside table, not caring where it landed and roughly pulled his hand out of your mouth. His actions were frantic now and he used the bleeding hand to hold your torso down as his other made quick work of your panties. Gone was the calm and collected Taehyung who had you completely under his control mere minutes ago. Here was the Taehyung acting only on impulsive desires. Your body reveled in this realization.

Before you could process it, his mouth found purchase on your clit and you couldn’t stop the breathy exclamation of his name as the hand on  your torso moved to grasp a breast. He was still bleeding, albeit slowly, and you could see the trails of smeared blood drying on  your skin wherever he touched you, marking you as his.

You were lost in the moment, his tongue circling and flicking your clit with the occasional suck of his lips. His other hand was parting your folds as he slowly slid one, then two fingers inside you.

“God, you’re soaked,” his voice throaty. “All for me, I get you first.”

You were too caught up in your own pleasure to correct him. You weren’t a virgin, this wasn’t your first time. Although this was the first time anyone had made you feel like this.

You looked down at him, you could feel his teeth scrape your clit lightly and you nearly screamed. “Taehyung, I need you inside me right now.”

You weren’t going to last much longer, and he knew it. He continued his onslaught, moving his fingers in and out of you in an increasingly rapid pace, his teeth scraping against your clit, harsher than before but you weren’t complaining. When you twisted in his grasp he let out a low growl that you felt vibrate along your inner thigh and you screamed out his name as you came.

Taehyung worked you through your climax, placing gentle kisses on your mound as he watched you become a soaking wet mess for him. When you were finished you looked down the length of your body at him, amazed that he made you feel like that with literally just his mouth and fingers.

He pulled his face back to look at yours, his face messy, his hair tousled but his fingers continuing to thrust in and out of you slowly as you came down from any remainder of his high. His appearance seemed different than before but you couldn’t quite place it.  Wait- his-  

You lurched back in surprise, breaking contact with Taehyung, who watched you with dark eyes. His teeth! Taehyung smiled a slow, boxy grin and you focused on his canines. Once average, the incisors had elongated, into twin fangs. Sensing your unease he released you, his mouth quickly closing. He cocked his head at you, an inhuman action.

“What’s wrong?”

“Y-your teeth,” you blurted, sitting up and reaching out to cup his face so he couldn’t turn away. “They looked like. . . . “ You pulled him closer, ignoring his surprised look as you used a finger to lift his upper lip. No fangs. You dropped your hand.

“I think you’ve had too much wine,” he chuckled leaning forward to capture your lips with his own.

Am I losing my mind?

Taehyung’s hands found the buttons of his slacks and he pushed them down, kicking them off and over the edge of his bed. You were momentarily surprised that his pants were the last layer between you and the thing you wanted most but your lust filled mind figured that Taehyung was always hot and ready for the next time he would get something to fuck.

And right now, that very thing was you.

His cock wasn’t obscenely large but it did have a healthy curve to it as it flopped up to hit his stomach. You were practically drooling from where you lay on the bed, eager to get along with the process. Taehyung grinned down at you, taking himself in one hand and pumping slowly.

“Are you ready, little darling?” He murmured, his voice hoarse. “Are you going to let me fuck that tight,  little cunt of yours?”

You nodded, eagerly, and he sat back on his ankles so that he was kneeling in front of you. “Then come here and sit on master’s cock, alright?”

He didn’t have to ask you twice.

You got up and maneuvered yourself so that you were hovering over his hard cock. Taking it in one hand below you, you ran your fingers over the velvety surface, gently bending the tip and watching as his face contorted in pleasure and he took his bottom lip between his teeth to stifle a groan.

“Stop teasing or I’m taking over,” he threatened but it was empty. With one hand wrapped around his cock, you knew he wasn’t the one in control here. Gripping him at his base, you slowly lowered yourself onto him, head lolling back as you felt him fill you, inch by glorious inch. You took your time, making every minute count as he stretched you to the brim. When you bottomed out you both just sat there for a moment, satisfied with the feeling you gave one another.

“God dammit,” Taehyung whispered, encircling you in his arms so that you were flush against his chest. “You’re even better than I ever could have possibly imagined.”

He slowly began to roll his hips up into you and you lifted yourself off him in a steady rhythm until you had both established a rapid pace. He was breathing heavy into your ear as he picked up speed, letting out a series of earthy grunts as he fucked up into you, slamming into you with reckless abandon.

You could feel that he was still holding back and you balanced your hands on his chest as you rolled into tempo with him. From  this position you were slightly above him and you met his eyes as he looked up at you from beneath dark bangs, his pupils nearly completely dilated and his beautiful lips parted, panting with exertion.

You could die happy right now, filled to the brim with this exquisite man.

When you began to slow down, grinding your hips into his with each thrust to ensure he could strike you deeper and longer he groaned out a breathy “F-Fuuck” and moved his hands down to grip you by the hips.

Before you could react he shoved you back onto the bed, never pulling out, and began to slam into you, scooting you further up the bed with each thrust until your head connected with the pillows at the headboard.

“Heaven-” he grunted, enunciating the word with a harsh thrust and you wrapped your legs around his hips, bracing your arms behind you to keep your head from slamming into the mahogany headboard.

“Be-” He thrusted again, his eyes piercing down at you, his face flushed with exertion.

“Damned! You have no idea how amazing you feel.”

You tried to raise your hips to meet him but his pace was too brutal. Fucking Taehyung was unlike any other sex you had had before. He was insatiable. The feeling of his cock buried deep inside your pussy drove you to pleasures you hadn’t known existed. The tiny sounds he made as he thrusted into you drew responses from you as your back arched up into him.

You could feel him everywhere. Again, maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the desire you had forced down deep inside you for years. But with Taehyung you weren’t just chasing sexual release, although that was part of it. You were chasing a release from a life you had grown to hate. You were giving into your feelings and what you wanted and it felt so damn good.

Taehyung lowered himself closer to you, wrapping his arms up around your back to find purchase in your hair and he tugged a little bit as if he was trying to find a solid grip while he slammed his cock into your pussy sloppily. His pace slowed and he began to roll his hips into  you and grind down, emitting a series of low rumbles that had you preening.

Your eyes squeezed shut and you ran your nails down his back trying to find purchase. You did finally, on two feathery appendages that had sprouted from his back.You ran your fingers over what felt to be feathered muscle and Taehyung lowered his mouth to your ear. “That’s right darling, let your master fuck you.”

Wait, feathers?

You released the appendages and your eyes flew open to find Taehyung’s piercing into yours but when you tilted your head to look- nothing was there.

I really am losing it.

Taehyung didn’t seem to notice and he dipped his head down to capture your lips in large open mouthed kisses, his tongue teasing yours as he tightened his grip on his hair, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

It was like you were trying to consume one another, you couldn’t get any closer  but goddammit if you weren’t going to try. Taehyung was finally losing control. You could see it in his eyes, feel it in his body as he murmured dirty things on your lips, in your ears.

He had resumed pounding into you, using your body to chase his release and  you welcomed it, tightening your walls to urge him deeper, to throw him over the edge. It was working and his words turned into animalistic grunts as he slammed into you again and again.

When he finally began to sputter out of control he bottomed out once again, pushing himself as far as he could go before spilling himself into you with a loud “Fuck”. His body responded in such, continuing to gently roll into you as he came, lowering his sticky forehead to your own.

After he was finished he rolled off the top of you, slowly pulling out with a sickening pop and you felt the loss of him deep in your core. He rested his head on his hands, peering up at where you lay propped on the pillows he had fucked you into from beneath those dark eyelashes before taking a hand and gripping your chin gently to make you look at him. He lifted himself up and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, a slow smile making it’s way over his features.

“Just wait till they get a load of you, darling.”

#taehyung smut #kim taehyung x reader #bts smut #bts imagines #bts fanfiction #v x reader #reader insert #milestone project #smut #bts #demon au #seven deadly sins #seven deadly sins series #lust #luxuria #kim taehyung #taehyung #Admin Zesty

[ask-beacons-finest]

No more than 30 minutes on a new discord server dedicated to LGBT+ RT fans and one of the Admins themselves started to say such wonderful things c': It nearly put me in tears ;~; It's truly stuff like this that makes running this blog so worth it. To know that I and this silly little blog have slowly become a "household name" so to speak is just... Breathtaking. The RWBY community, and the Rooster teeth community by extension, mean the world to me, and have honestly become more of a family than a community. I know I've said this a million times before. And it may have lost some meaning to you all. But to me it still rings as true as it did the first time I've ever said it. I love you all, I love this community, I love this family. I've been here for almost four years, and these past few weeks have been rocky, I know. From the ask box closing down, to my will to write kind of sinking, to even the point where I've thought about abandoning the blog altogether. But it's stuff like this, this kindness, this love, that makes me keep going. Makes me do my best to stand tall and continue being the best I can be, not just for the fandom, but for my own sake too. Here's to another four years, maybe even another five. Hell, here's to sticking around as long as RWBY itself does. HELL, HERE'S TO STICKING AROUND EVEN /AFTER/ RWBY ENDS. I love you all! I'm honored to call you my friends! Let's keep travelling through this journey, this adventure, together! Side by side and hand in hand! So to top it all of, let's continue. Continue being Beacon's finest. Continue creating. Continue consuming. Continue loving. And most importantly, Continue moving forward. Together.

#rwby #admin talks #ahhh #I totally rambled there I'm sorry #I just get all #uhhh #motivational and zesty and stuff when I get emotional #ahaha #my bad!

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ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴋᴀᴀꜱʜɪ ᴋᴇɪᴊɪ | 𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶!! Head Canons

I’m suddenly feeling soft after some of the uh-- zesty things that have been posted *cough sakusa cough* so I’ve decided to write some soft head canons on what it’s like to date Akaashi (the loml) so I hope you guys enjoy them~!

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The first thing I’ll say is that Keiji drinks his respect people juice daily so he will definitely be respectful and kind to anyone around him 

When he meets you he’s honestly starstruck 

He’s normally very calm and observant of those around him and acts accordingly to what the situation needs to help benefit not only himself, but his team / friends

Though all of that honestly goes out the window when he sees you. For the first time he’s just stumped. Utterly confused, but intrigued by this individual. 

He doesn’t take initiative at first, he’ll observe from a distance and will only go up to say hello when he knows you’re talking to his teammates --- though a majority of his plan honestly backfires because of Bokuto

But low and behold eventually, thanks to Bokuto’s push, both you and Keiji are dating~!

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He is an absolute gentlemen through and through! 

Will hold the door open, pull out your chair for you, bring you little snacks and goodies during exams weeks etc.

Definitely the type of boyfriend who will notice all the little things about you. You mentioned a concert you wanted to go to? Tickets are already booked.

You mention this one unique coffee shop you wish to visit? You happen to stop by it on one of your dates!

You’re about to enter an early morning lecture without your choice of beverage to help you get through? He stops by to make you a delivery.

Loves to hold your hands in his own. He definitely likes to tease and be playful while giving you those special small smiles.

Your number one supporter with any sort of thing you do! Be it fine arts, sports, science, etc. He is there by yourside

Is definitely the one who’ll do some research in your passions so he has a better understanding of what you personally love

absolutely smitten when you show up to his games with a sign with his name on it

His ears will be red and his teammates will tease him, but he can’t really hide the smile or twinkle in his eyes when he sees you

After game he will definitely be on an adrenaline high and pick you up and swing you around before peppering your face in kisses

Lots and lots of study dates btw he wants you to succeed, but won’t push you too far if he notices fatigue or a sudden drop in motivation

Though he does have his ways of helping you gain motivation (o wo)

What do you think his pretty setter hands do besides set balls?

And his thick thighs? Honey, you’re gonna be seated on his lap practically all the time at home

Lots of snuggling in bed while you both watch shows / documentaries / games

Sometimes, early in the morning he’ll watch you sleep with this look of love and absolute adoration in his eyes while cupping your face and just whispering to himself how much he loves you

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!! #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji #keiji x reader #akaashi headcanons

[water--gang]

HI LOVE IM HERE SORRY IM LATE I HAD A WEEK IF U KNOW WHAT I MEAN

LOOK ITS A HUG

LOVE YOU ALSO I HAVE ICE CREAM

Only QUALITY in this house my sweet look how Epic and Zesty these look I low key want ice cream 🥺

Also NO WORRIES ON A LATE REPLY I fully understand that ur busy and stressed, I don’t have a problem with that!!

I’m sorry life hasn’t been treating u well :(( I hope the upcoming holidays will do their part in letting you breathe and feel better!! If nothing in particular has made u smile, that’s fine!! Though it might make you feel better to start paying attention to those things, as scarce as they might be. Maybe they’ll help cheer you up at some point! I know you made me smile a lot while I was in the UK and it really helped keep me going a lot!! You matter and I’m sure that you’ll find reasons to smile soon! You better or life can catch these hands fr I’m smol and as intimidating as a swarm of butterflies bUT that shan’t stop me and it WONT

and please make sure to get rested!!! Again I hope the break will give you more opportunities for sleep and I understand how tough that can be but I’ll cheer for you anyway!

And bc you asked, I’m doing okay! My assessments got a new due date for June so I have the weeks before the second semester to get some rest myself, and my cats bc I got CATS AND THEYRE AMAZING AND I LOVE THEM have been a big comfort to me!! I love them so muc 😭😭 and while my mental health is still on the brink, I’m in a better place now- so that’s good!! I’m seeing a counselor too now! I have a session tomorrow actually!! I got him to listen to seventeen dude I can’t he’s like in his 50’s right and I got him to listen to kpop he’s so wholesome 😭

BUT THIS IS ABOUT U

I saw ur post! Thank you for taking care in letting me know! I also won’t judge u if u like dreamsmp if that’s what ur referring too, I don’t watch it myself but I can definitely see how funny it is, I love watching quackity lmao he’s in it I think lmao

I’ve been referring to you as they/them since i saw ur bio (i talk about u to my two irl friends lmao) but thank you for letting me know!! I’m happy to use ur preferred pronouns, and if they change for any reason just lemme know and I’ll respect that too!!

LOVE YOU, I HOPE YOURE DOING OKAY AND THAT YOU’LL GET BETTER SOON ❤️❤️❤️ YOU DESERVE TO FEEL BETTER AND TO GET GOOD THINGS IN LIVE LOVE, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF (you’ve been doing an amazing job!! Please keep it up I’m really proud of you!!) 💖💖💖

hey you never have to apologize for that yea? cause i mean look at me, i take fucken ages to respond

thank you for the hug, love!! consider me sending two right back:)) <3

ahhahaha daaaamn Three ice creams? what did I do to deserve so many

heh you say that yet you yourself apologize, let's just make a deal to not apologize for any of our late replies okay? cause we both can be stressed and busy and tired and who knows what and that's fine

i don't remember what holidays you meant but I'll go ahead and assume i was semi okay during those and then went right back to being fucked jdnfnd thank you tho:')

aww... i did? really? that's... that's really sweet. that makes me happy:') I'm glad i could do that

ahhahahaha looks like life has some hands incoming! and hey maybe life is afraid of insects and such in which case a swarm of butterflies would be terrifying, especially when it's coming straight at ya

awwwww you got cats!!!! what are their names??? awhh I'm glad you have them:'))

ohh glad to hear that! i hope your sessions have been going well and you've converted him into a proper kpop stan ahahah no but really i hope they're helping and you've managed to stay in a good place cause that's the least you deserve after enduring so much shit

you're welcome! you're my friend so I wanted you to know, yea hahah. aw what you've been talking about me to your friends??? ..... i don't know why that makes me so soft, i just.... didn't think anyone would consider me interesting enough to talk to other people about ahah thank you:') also i didn't think anyone would notice the change in my bio so the fact that you did and have been referring to me as such makes me really happy:'))) thank you so much, thank you for being so supportive and accepting <3 (fun fact, i got a haircut hehe i went from long hair to super short and honestly it feels so much more like me:') )

yep! i was in fact referring to the dream smp hahah, I'm... I'm deep in the dsmp hole jdnxkd all i know is sleep eat and watch dsmp ahahhah it's like really angsty as well tho, not just funny, i have cried multiple times watching it:)) ah yess quackity is one of the members! i recently watched his outlast vods

:')

can I just give you a big ol'

<3

heart, since i can't give you a hug, i am very upset it can't get bigger but we gotta make do with what we got, just imagine it's much much bigger altho that wouldn't capture all my appreciation and love anyway

unfortunately I'm bad with words so just: thank you. love you. i care about you and i hope you're doing well or will be soon. i appreciate every word you tell me. thank you so much. take care of yourself as well <3 thank you

— admin

#also #ehehehe #if you'd like to keep in touch better #i uhhh have a discord:) #so tell me if you'd like to add me and maybe talk more:)) #i might take a while to respond on there as well sometimes but it will be faster than on here for sure #admin posts #ask #howdoyoudocreative

[princelyhelp]

There’s this rph/rpt blog floating around that sounds like people from hollywoodundeadhq. The blog is called zesty-rp-things and their reaction to the incest at Hollywood is the same as the admins trying to downplay it. Then their attacks on rpts are really similar too with the complaining that they only want their 5 minutes of fame and that they don’t even rp. No proof yet but it’s very suspicious how much they sound like them and popped up at the same time the exposure was coming.

idk how yall be knowing someone is the same person just by how they type, like in MY opinion,,,,, a lot of people sound the same through the internet. so unless you got proof,,,,, you can't claim that. but I do agree, their post about the incest stuff,,,,, was mad weird. but other than that,,,,, yeah idc too much about they page 😭😭

#rpt #the prince speaks #they somewhat funny I'll give them that #but nobody can beat that zucchini nigga

[mariemcreau]

did you see an anon 'zesty' got accusing you of joining hollywoodundead just to spy on them?

No, I didn't see the anon but the spying is a narrative the admins of the group have been trying to spin ever since people expressed they were uncomfortable with certain things. To them, everyone not adoring them are evil people sent by an enemy group to spy on them.

#rpt #i probably have screenshots of them saying something like that #i'll look for them

[poseidonsflowers]

(some) admins as things my friends have said in our group chat

nida : my mind is shooketh

silvi : HOLY CRAP IM TEXTING JOJO SIWA

ari : bro i just got 11 hours of sleep again

olivia : LOVE AND SUPPORT GROUP CLASS 101

tiff : everyone welcome danielle cohn to the squad

vince : good things come to those who wait, said by jesus

amanda : woah that’s really zesty

sav : i just memed

nele : soccer is serious you bitch

[namfine]

Hiii♡ can I request a fluffy smut with jungkook and a lot of rain. Like it started raining and you're both drenched and hurry back home and... Yeah well, you're both cold and drenched and one thing leads to another... you probably get it hehe Thank you🥺💕

Hello!

Here’s a lil rain smut for ya, not a whole lotta fluff but I threw some in there. Hope you enjoy!

-Admin Zesty

It wasn’t supposed to rain today.

Or, at least, that’s what the weather forecast had said that morning when you and Jungkook had left the house. Regardless, you had been caught out in the downpour, rivets of it running through your hair and down your body, plastering your thin clothes to your form.

Jungkook was no better. The white long sleeved shirt he had thrown on that morning clung to his body, outlining the shape of his shoulders, the muscles in his back. He pulled you into the apartment behind him, both of you laughing at how soaked you were. You were lucky the weather was so warm or else the experience would have been horribly unpleasant.

“Why don’t you change into something dry?” Jungkook said, pulling you close to kiss your forehead. “Or else you’ll catch a cold. I’m going to light the fire.”

You pulled away to look up at him, your hands nesting into his soaked shirt. “The fire? It’s May.”

He crinkled his eyes at you, giving you a mocking voice. “I know, but I want to open the windows so we can listen to the rain and I don’t want it to get drafty, genius.”

You laughed as you untangled yourself from him and disappeared into your shared bedroom, stripping off the soaked clothing piece by piece. Grabbing a towel you dried off your body and rubbed out your hair before running a comb through it. Looking at the mirror you held back a grimace. You looked rough but honestly, who wouldn’t after they got completely drenched on the city streets.

You decided to forsake the pants and just put on a simple pair of underwear and one of Jungkook’s baggy t-shirts. He wouldn’t mind and honestly, they were beyond comfortable. You liked how they smelled of him, oaky with a hint of pine.

You returned to the living room to find Jungkook crouched stoking the fire, still in his soaked clothes. As promised, the windows were open and the steady sound of rain filled the room alongside the crackling fire. He was right, the open windows brough a chill to the room and the fire was a welcomed asset. The sound of the heavy rain through the trees silenced any sounds of traffic from the street below and you were high enough up that you just had a view of dense forest and partial bits of cloudy sky. The trees stood ominously as the sun slowly set and a soft darkness settled over the room making you glad for Jungkook’s presence.

You moved behind him, sliding to the floor before wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his back, soaking in his warmth.

“What are you doing? You just changed and now you’re going get wet again,” he said. Satisfied with the fire he put down the poker and leaned back into your embrace, intertwining his fingers with yours against his toned stomach.

“I don’t care,” you whispered, lips brushing against his back. You felt him shiver from the subtle movement, the fire quickly doing it’s job of warming the room. He turned in your arms to look at you before scooping his head down to catch your lips.

The kiss was slow, gentle, like he had all the time in the world. The rain pattered outside and a gentle breeze blew throughout the room as you looped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you.

He laughed at your earnestness and smiled against your lips. “Someone’s a little eager after all that walking we just did. Did that not wear you out?”

You pulled back and gave him a sardonic look. “Really, Jungkook? You think walking four blocks in the rain is enough to keep me from jumping your bones the second we get home? Guess again.”

He laughed again and leaned back on his hands, his long legs spread out on either side of your crouched form. “Maybe I’m tired.”

You leaned forward, bracing your hands on either side of his narrow hips and brought your face right up to his. “Bullshit.”

He laughed, knowing you were right. Jungkook was never too tired for sex.

“You have to get out of these clothes though,” you said, pulling at his shirt. It clung to his skin, sticky to the touch but through it’s thin material you could see his dark, erect nipples and the canyon of his abs in the firelight.

He watched you, lazily, as you slid your fingers under the hem and lifted the damp fabric up over his head. You moved to straddle him, brushing your fingertips over his tanned skin, sticky from the rain. You ran them along his collarbone and down his torso before coming to a rest on the waistband of his pants. Jungkook watched your movements like a cat watching a mouse in the garden, with feigned interest but a body poised to strike.

You tugged on his pants and gave him a pout. “Are you going to help with these or just watch?”

He cocked an eyebrow. “This was your idea, sweetheart.”

You rolled your eyes knowing he was getting a kick out of making you do all the work and unzipped his pants to reach down and palm him through his underwear. You were a little surprised to feel how hard he  was already for the disinterest he was feigning.

“Seems like someone’s a little more eager than they’re letting on.” You whispered and Jungkook let out a slow grin, knowing he was caught.

“I’m a little interested.”

You increased the pressure on his bulge and felt his cock jump under your hand. “Just a little?”

Jungkook groaned, his head lulling back to expose his long neck and Adam's apple which bounced as he swallowed. You felt heat pool in your core at the sight of him completely under your control.

“Okay,” he panted as you removed your hand and stood up, eyeing him as you slid your panties down your legs and tossed them away, his eyes devouring your every move. “I’m more than just a little interested.”

You settled back over him, reaching down to slip his member through the hole in his boxers, making sure to push them down past his balls so he wouldn’t have obstructed access. He was almost fully hard just from your palming but you gave him a few pumps, watching the way his face twisted into one of unadulterated pleasure.

“You’re g-going to have to stop t-that,” Jungkook stuttered, his face flushed red. The rain began to pick up outside and a cool breeze caressed your legs. “Or I’m going to c-come.”

“Ready, then?” You asked lifting your hips so that you could line him up with your entrance.

“I was born ready,” he whispered and you pushed onto him in one fluid motion, reveling in the way he filled you up entirely.

“Fuck yes,” Jungkook whined, feeling your tight walls around his cock. You began to softly grind your hips into him and he finally moved from his relaxed position to move up and grip your hips, pulling you down into him as you moved. You wrapped one arm around his neck to balance as you rode him. Mist had begun to settle outside with the darkness of the night and the steady fall of the rain made you feel like you were the only two people in the world.

Jungkook was growing impatient at your slow pace, you could feel it in the way his hands tightened on your hips and the little growls he let out in the back of his throat as he leaned forward to capture your neck with his lips and nip at the sensitive skin as you worked him towards his release. You loved the power you held over him in this position, the way his body responded to every roll of your hips and the depths he could reach deep inside you.

Finally, his impatience got the best of him and he flipped the both of you over, not entirely graceful since his pants were still on and you both laughed at the imperfectness of the situation. Jungkook hovered over you in the firelight and you reached up to caress his face, studying his eyes.

“I love you,” you whispered.

Jungkook slowly pushes back inside of you, reaching down to seize your lips with his own before looking into your eyes. “I love you, too.”

He begins to move his hips into you fervently and you wish you could hold onto this moment forever. The sheer adoration and trust you had in this man made your heart soft and you clung to his back as he picked up his pace, chasing his release.

It’s a light touch, a caress, a flick of the tongue and a brush of hot air as he thrusts himself into you again. And again. Until he is sputtering out of control, spilling himself deep inside you, and collapsing beside you on the floor in front of the fire.

He immediately reached for you, wanting to feel you in the security of his arms and you fold yourself into him, welcoming the embrace. You wrap your arms around him, brushing the hair out of his eyes, sweat glistening on his forehead. Now he looked spent.

“Your pants are still wet,” you whispered and he chuckled against you, tracing the line of your jaw with his fingertips until brushing against your soft lips.

“I don’t care,” he responded before leaning down to press a kiss to your lips as the rain began to lighten up outside.

#bts smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #jungkook #bts #fanfiction #bts imagines #asks #anon asks #admin zesty

[noir0neko]

to namjoon; a birthday card

this is a post for kim namjoon on his sacred birthday. it is full of light and appreciation and sparkly laughter and happy tears of love for our leader mon, who has guided bts, and its individual members for nearly five years with intelligence, compassion, companionship, and care. there are so many things I have to say, I could create a post longer than the oxford dictionary, but i am exercising all forms of restraint to keep it kind of brief. i hope you enjoy and relate to my lov for eggmon,,, reblog, share, and add to this card to spread all the appreciation for this amazing human on his special day ♡ 

without further ado;

the man

How can you describe the man without describing how hard he has worked to become who he is now? From the depths of the underground rap scene to the top of international billboard charts, Kim Namjoon has embarked on a remarkable journey of self reflection, growth, and discovery, that we as ARMYS have had the honor of witnessing.

Namjoon has always been a seemingly humble man, never boasting about his looks, sincerely apologizing for mistakes, and allowing other members in the group to take charge. As a leader, he has been an amazing role model, and big(or little) brother to the rest of the group. And while he has always been quiet about his achievements there are many under his belt, he has written and composed many of bangtan’s tracks, he has outlined their comeback concepts, spoken on behalf of the group, produced his own mixtape and individual songs both for himself and other members, he has also collaborated with those he looks up to, not to mention taking the time to teach the other members English so they feel more confident in their abilities when abroad. He is heartfelt, sincere, humorous, despite the challenges presented to him with being a leader of an extremely popular band in the 21st century. He faces a lot of criticism, which I'm sure he is not ignorant to, especially regarding past cultural and lingual mistakes he has made, and being respectful and responsible he apologized, stopped, and still manages to hold his head high and be himself.

And he is himself. A goofy, clumsy, talented, extremely beautiful inside and out rapper who had carried Bangtan on his back for so long and is still strong and carries all of us ARMYS too. Without him, BTS would be unimaginable and there is no doubt that his strong and loving leadership has kept them all tied together as one. So to Namjoon, to Rap Monster, to the leader of Bangtan, you are irreplaceable and we love you so much.

namjoon abc’s

a- amazing, aesthetic, aegyo on point

b- brilliant

c- creative and cute

d- dA BEST PERSON TO EXISt

e- everything good and wholesome in the world, eggmon

f-for real the mAN Of tHE cenTury

g- god of destruction, god of looks, god of rap. god. just god.

h- how does he even exist???

i- intelligent as fuck

j- jfc i lov him

k- kool, 2 kool 4 skool, kimdaily

l- livin like larry

m- “my name is rap monster, R-A-P monster, not d-a-n-c-e monster.” 

n- “nOT d-A-n-CE mOnSter” 

o- oHmYgOd rEmember when hE sang fOols and broKe my wholE boDy

p- pocket monster in ur pocket

q- questions every single thing about life

r- runch randa on the streets, with ryan in the sheets

s- sailor mon, sleeve mon

t- those converse high tho bro

u- ummmm, “I wrote this, I composed this, I produced that, I sang that, I rapped this,” basically a milliontuple threat

v- very very very vErY ;;;;;)))))))))

w- “weLcome,, first time with bts??” 

x- x-ray my heart bitch it has his name on it

y- “yoU like nO skirt.”

z- zesty like a lemon, fresh like a salad

some highlight moments to capture the diversity of rapman

this whole stAge tbh i watch it everyday

i’m still wet for this hair

and this look

an actual king with a fake crown who stole my real heart

this pic is blurry but my heart is still not beating, he looks so good in blUe

everyday relatable asf namjoon

u mu’ bE KIDDIN ME

the best download i ever made right here

oney true nineties kids remember namjoon’s obsession with crabs pt 1

continuation of vintage 90′s flashback pt 1.5

pt 2, the only trip memory he has 

oNLY TRUE SIXTIES KIDS REMEMBER THIS,, watch ahl 10/10 

this mv is still a classIc and So waS hiS OUTFIT and thoSE FINGER GUNS

if this isn’t the cutest thing you’ve seen u have no soul

deep quotes and life changing lyrics

“Are we dying to live, or living to die?” 

“Jimin, you got no jams.”

“Although youth can be beautiful, it can be short and wander off; like a shadow, it has a reckless danger to it.” 

“Even if you’re not perfect, you’re limited edition.” 

“Hiphop is dead. Only Sailor Mon survived.” 

"We normally think of love between a man and a woman. But I think caring for others is also love."

“I want to catch some crabs.” Part 1

“I want to catch some crabs.” Part 2

“I want to catch some crabs.” Part 3

“i”m a master baby with your bra.” 

“You can call me Converse pervert.” 

“Simply put, if there is no you(Army), there is no me.” 

“Members told me not to cook or five, for the sake of world peace.” 

“I am just me. I’m not an idol. I’m not an artist. I’m not hip hop. I’m not anything. I am just me. I am Rap Monster. I am Kim Namjoon.” 

i just love him so much,,, it’s not as long as i originally planned but I'm so busy and i feel like this is so lame to show my love for him but i really hope he has the best birthday and gets alllll the love he deserves 

~Admin Eggplant

#HappyRMDay #HappyNamjoonDay #kim namjoon #rap monster #bts kim namjoon #bts rap monster #bts appreciation post #kim namjoon appreciation post #rap monster appreciation post #bangtan boys #bts #beyond the scene #bangtan sonyeondan

[excitememes-blog]

Directory of Academic Meme Pages

What would a critical, thoughtful, and educational approach to viral content look like, in practice? How could those principles be translated into a bottom-up, peer-learning culture?

I've compiled a list of academic meme pages on facebook that in some way represent this spirit. This list is by no means exhaustive, or even truly representative, it’s just the tip of the iceberg—there are lots of other subjectsand niches that aren’t yet covered here and I will be adding more as time goes on.

Academic “memes” have always existed in various corners of the internet, however, in the past few years there’s been a noticeable surge of meme content about history, philosophy, and the sciences being created and spread across social media. In tandem with the general rise of the meme-population, hundreds of thousands of students, hobbyists, as well as serious academics are congregating around these academically-oriented memepages and their porous community structures, which function as hubs for collaboration, community education, and memetic experimentation. What is unique about this community is how it hijacks popular mass-media, turns it on its head, and uses it to spread educational, thoughtful and memorable content.

Table of Contents

Historical Alliteration Meme Pages

HAMPs flourished/rose to prominence as a community in early 2015, some individual pages are still going strong but overall not as active as a community as they were in their heyday. They primarily post edgy ironic content on historical/political/cultural themes, and also interact/roleplay with each other or even do attacks/raids(often based on historical antagonisms/alliances, but sometimes it’s just random people getting into flamewars). Pages typically follow an alliterative naming scheme: “Adjective(s) Country-Name Memes”.

Some background on HAMPs: http://freyathefrypan.blogspot.com/2015/04/please-read-very-important-historical.html

Absurd Aztec memes 6k+ Admirable Argentinian Memes 2k+ Agonizing Armenian Memes 2k+ Amazing American Memes 7k+ Ancient Mask Memes 27k+ Ancient Woodblock Print Memes 12k+ Angelic Anglican Memes 6k+ Astonishing Antiquity Memes 5k+ Austere Apostle Memes 2k+ Avant-garde memes from China - 中文的 ㄇㄧˊㄇㄨˋ 70k+ Backbreaking Bulgarian Memes 300 Bizarre Byzantine Memes 29k+ Brilliant Brazilian Memes   4k+ Campestral Chinese Memes 2k+ Capitalist China Memes 2k+ Cantankerous Confucian Memes 3k+ Charismatic Chinese Memes 10k+ Comparative Indo-European Mythological Memes 1k+ Crazy Cool Celtic Memes 3k+ Cunning Carthaginian Memes 11k+ Cute Confederate Memes 6k+ Drunken Irish Memes 42k+ Edifying Etruscan Memes 3k+ Edgy Egyptian Memes 60k+ Energetic English Empire Memes 4k+ Germanic German Empire Memes 20k+ Glorious Andalusian Emirate memes 4k+ Glorious Gothic Memes 5k+ Godlike Georgian Memes 19k+ Greasy Greek memes 24k+ Haunting Hellenic Memes 1k+ Handy Yet Halal Memes 17k+ Heterodox Hunnic Memes 2k+ Inappropriate Italian Memes 5k+ Incautious Incan Memes (now Transandinian V a P o R W a V e 玻利維亜)  1k+ Jammin' Japanese Memes 11k+ Majestical Moroccan Memes 3k+ Marketable Mayan Memes 5k+ Marvelous Majapahit Empire Memes 7k+ Machiavellian Medieval Memes 4k+ Mischievous Mesopotamian Memes  1k+ Ostentatious Austro-Hungarian Memes 6k+ Outrageous Ottoman Memes 21k+ Perfidious Persian Memes 4k+ Polished Polish Memes 5k+ Powerful Portugal Memes 2k+ Prestigious Prussian Memes 33k+ Preposterous Persian Memes 1k+ Protestant Roman Empire 88 Radical Saracen memes 2k+ Rough Roman Memes 220k+ Rowdy Redcoat Memes 5k+ Saucy Spanish Empire Memes 3k+ Salacious Samurai Memes 2k+ Sensational Scythian Memes 3k+ Sensual Swedish Memes 3k+ Sly Seleucid Memes 2k+ Spicy Spanish memes 8k+ Spectacular Seleucid Memes 4k+ Stern Saxon Memes (has since been rebranded for advertising some band) Stoic Roman Memes 1k+ Tenacious Teutonic Memes 6k+ Tenacious Three Kingdoms Memes 400+ Tough Templar Memes 24k+ Turbulent Tuareg Memes 1k+ Violent Viking Memes 14k+ Voluptuous Venetian Memes 12k+ Whacky Western Memes 3k+ Wholesome Holy Roman Memes 4k+ World History Memes: Ironic Memes for Historical Teens 7k+ Zesty Zulu Memes 5k+

Arts

Classical Art Memes 4m+ Normie, not highly informative but very popular/generic humor page Adorno memes with Frankfurt School themes <1k Art Memes 12k+ Art Memes 2k+ Deconstructed Memes 3k+ Modern Art Memes 1k+ Articulated Architectural Memes 198 Alright Architecture Memes 174 Neo-Dadaist Memes 1k+ Minimalistic Memes 27k+

Philosophy

Outgrowth from HAMPs, often have alliterative naming scheme too

Altwoke dank accelerationist c u l t u r e j a m page 1k+ Anglosphere Ironically Studying Existentialist Philosophy in the 28k+ Analíticas Pop 3k+ Being Nihilist After Taking An Entry Level Philosophy Class, Also Sad Memes 37k+ Bollywood Existentialist Memes 60k+ Bork Into the Void 16k+Crunchy Continental Memes 45k+ Dialecticz still wilin 8k+ Ｄｉｓｔｕｒｂｉｎｇ_ｂｏｏｋｃｌｕｂ 190k+ The doggos are unhappy with your ceaseless petulance 48k+ The Death of the Admin 2k+ Ｅｓｏｔｅｒｉｃ // East 中文Memes 侍の死. 6k Esoteric Buddhist Memes 6k+Effluent Existentialist Memes For Esoteric, Excommunicated Monotremes 16k+ German Idealism Memes 4k+ Hyman's World 5k+ I love jouissance <1k Krumby Kierkegaard Memes 7k+ Material Memes and Dialectical Dreams 42k+ Memes Formosos de Formal 3k+ Millions of Dead Philosophers <1k Monstrous Metaphysics Memes 60k+

Also has a discord channel for educational discussion and banter Non-existent existentialist memes 500k+ Nihilist Memes 1.6m+ Normie, not highly informative ironic nihilism page Phantastic Philosophy Memes 4k+ Ph.D. in psychoanalytical and philosophical shitposting 48k+ Philosophy Memes for Fantastic Philistines 56k+ Philosophical theses you have never seen because they're extremely weak 9k+ The Philosopher's Meme 200k+ Post-postmodern memes for symbolically castrated teens <1k Postmodern Philosophy Memes 3k+

Prolegomemes 600+ R E A D Y T O H A N D memes for T H R O W N teens 2k+ Rememe Dankartes 18k+ Rigid Philosophical Memes 13k+ Self-Referential Memes for Strangely Loopy Teens 371 Spooky Stirner Memes 7k+ Stale memes for normie has-beens 98k+ Structuralist memes for socially determined teens 72 Texts From Your Existentialist 101k+ T H E O R Y is my ""praxis"" 37k+

Also has a discussion group:Dialectical dialecticzposting for big others and negated absolutes 4k+ The Same Portrait of Max Stirner Every Day 4k+ Trolley problem memes 197k+

Also has a discussion group Transgressive Memes for Apocalyptic Teens <1k Undecidable memes for indiscernible teens 1k+ Welcome to the desert of the meme 8k+ Well-typed Constructivist Memes 1k+ Zlazloj Zlizlek 149k+

[daily-dose-of-imagines]

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ MATCHUP ♥

HELLO can i ask for a haikyuu matchup pleaseee. im 5'3, straight, light blonde hair to my hips, kinda curvy. also i’m really pale even in summer and have a lot of beauty marks on my face. i am VERY into tall guys so haikyuu is a lot for me to handle, god,,,, anyway. i’m a good mix of introverted/extroverted. i’m relatively shy, especially if a lot of attention is on me (but lowkey i love the attention/praise). basically my aesthetic is just cottagecore; i cook a lot, bake, hike, garden, collect flowers, etc. i play games and stuff and set time aside for shows, but i really love being in nature!! i used to play soccer, but i got a nasty knee injury so it’s tough for me to walk around let alone play sports ): i can just fall?? because of this? my knee just says goodbye and im on the ground. (this usually means i have a lot of bruises and cuts) so people have to Deal With That…. when they’re with me. sometimes someone has to carry me to go sit somewhere. i think its funny! also i am very very affectionate to ppl i love!!! ok im going to stop here because this is SO MUCH, im so sorry ahhh. (also you said you did spicy stuff in your rules maybe… maybe some spice… some zest? IM SO SORRY GOODBYE LOL)

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Hell, @kawaii-cthulhu​, and thank you for requesting with us! And I hope you like this! I made it spicy just for you~because girl I LOVE ME SOME ZEST! So, you definitely don’t have to be sorry huehuheu~

I’m a sinner, forgive me  (⁄ ⁄•⁄ꇴ⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

>Admin 𝕋

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𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱

Ｂｏｋｕｔｏ Ｋｏｕｔａｒｏ

As I was reading your description, I just KNEW that Bokuto was the one for you! Tall? Fuck, he is one of the tallest men in Haikyuu!! Handsome? Fuck yeah he is, like, damn. Nice? super duper nice, and he is this enthusiasm that just brings people in! You”re sporty? He’ll love that, because that means that Bokuto can spend time with you doing things like working out or practicing some light soccer or volleyball!

For looks, Bokuto will love the marks on your face. When he looks at you , the first thing that he will stare at all the time is the little marks; he’ll find them so fucking endearing, he’ll write bad poetry about them. He’ll want to kiss them all day everyday, so you better be prepared for that. Bokuto will also love your curvy body, he is one to think it is the most delicious meal he’ll ever eat~! Bokuto, I feel like, is a man who love a girl with long hair, only because he will think that it would be fucking sexy whenever you put it up in ponytail(he’ll get super turned on, just seeing your expose neck, he’ll want to eat you).

Bokuto will think you being so shy will be so adorable, he won’t know what to do with himself. Kiss you? Hug you? Hold your hand? Internally scream until he dies???(all of the above). He’ll love that fact that you so much into nature and how you plant flowers and be so nurturing to things like that because Bokuto hasn’t even thought of the world like that. He’ll even plant with you when he the time the too, it’ll be a cute fun little date for the both of you! And then whenever you guys have been planting for too long and you knee acts up, Bokuto will definitely be there to help you; he’ll pick you up and take you back home via piggy back ride!

OK, time for the zesty part, read at your own risk! When in the bedroom and you guys are having some good fucking fun, Bokuto will come out nowhere and start praising you, telling you have such a great body and that you the most beautiful creature to ever walk this earth, and since you like getting praised and like secretly having the attention on you, you’ll love this. And he’ll know. And he’ll take FULL ADVANTAGE OF IT( this man will make you ACT UP). Your an affectionate person, so it’s only kind of Bokuto to make sure he is just as affectionate…in between your legs….tasting you….making sure you felt ALL of his affectionate until you climax onto his tongue(he’ll come up for air and smirk with your juices glistening on his lips, and praise you some more). Then he will fuck you mercilessly until you are crying, and he’ll lick your tears, but will thrust harder so he can hear you scream, until your voice was hoarse and raw.

And he won’t even stop there, he’ll just progress everything more until you cum about six times and him three. This man has stamina for ages, he will COMPLETELY wreck you, and you will love every minute of it!

#matchup #haikyuu matchups #bokuto kotaro #bokuto x reader #submissions #submsission #haikyuu x reader #haikuu!! #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #submission

[demigender-positivity]

Hi, I’m Cruz! I’m a sapphic demigirl with a zesty feather boa, and I’m unapologetically Latinx. They/them, please! I’m 18 and graduating from high school in 6 days. I love to write and listen to kpop ^~^ I hope all my fellow enbies enjoy pride month, closeted or not! ❤🌈❤ [admin angel ; this submit was very sweet!! i hope u hav a lovely pride month <3 p.s. the boa is cute :3]

#submission #submit #selfie sunday #admin angel #cutie 15/10