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[seoulbread]

2022 hours

! : NSFW

synopsis: when play fighting turns into heavy, sultry things; taehyung x reader

he was giggling as he hooked an arm around my waist and pulled me flush against him. my back to his chest.

he playfully nipped my ear. and then he licked me. collarbone to cheek. but somewhere in between, on the way, the playfulness gave way to something much more darkly erotic.

he pulled me tighter back and as I felt his rough tongue lapping at my neck, I could swear he moaned while seeking friction against me.

me? I was a hot mess. breathing in short spurts. blood pumping at a speed to make my head spin.

“mine”, his honey-whiskey voice barely made it to my hazed brain but when it did, I melted into him further before responding.

“all yours.”

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1419 hours

synopsis: just a little idea for a slow-burn; kim namjoon x reader

please

please

please, is all I can think as I look at him smiling, his dimples slowly deepening.

please don’t break me.

“I hope I can get to know you…”

…when you’re the only one who knows how to put me back.

“goodnight, 자기.”

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i wanted to vomit all the love out, all the love i had for you, that you inspired in me, my being felt bloated with it

and then you left

and it rotted and shriveled and went BAD all inside of me

[seoulbread]

ꜰɪꜰᴛʏ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪᴘ

a modern-day city: flashy signs, culture, people

a countryside town: farms, markets, fresh air

a school: students, uniforms, classes

a small house: shared rooms, large meals, family games

a large house: empty halls, quiet nights, loneliness

a swim meet: slick floors, loud whistles, team cheers

a workplace: offices, papers, chaos

a blog: curated posts, a careful eye, also chaos

a government facility: taps of shoes, brisk orders, sharpness

a farm: fields and haystacks, ladders, checkered tablecloths

a ship: the sunset on water, crashing waves, sliding cutlery

a ball: swishing gowns, champagne flutes, lilting music

a club: the press of bodies, pounding music, hoarse voices

a kid's party: a character appearance, ice-cream cake, colourful balloons and stacks of presents

a medieval castle: rich silks, red wine, bustling people

a cottage in the woods: soft birdsong, quiet chores, open lake

a space station: dark abyss, beeping machines, emptiness

a superhero facility: training grunts, advanced tech, posters

a football game: spotlights, cheers, divided colours

a movie theatre: quiet giggles, spilled popcorn, sticky hands

a tennis match: bonk, bonk, bonk

a dingy basement: a lighter, a coil of rope, a can of oil

a restaurant (customer): close tables, quiet chatter, That One Screaming Kid

a restaurant (worker): stacking orders, clinking coins, greasy floors

a flower shop: cloying sweetness, dampness, the crinkle of plastic

a grocery store: the squeal of cart wheels, scrape of boxes, crackle of the announcements

a witch hut: bubbling cauldron, bright potions in round bottles, funky jars of ingredients

a bakery: fresh bread, tinkling bells, morning sun

a ruin: dust, beating sun, crumbling rock

a wedding: smashed cake, white lace, cheers

a cliff: crashing waves, swaying reeds, sharp rocks

a concert: nicest clothes, gilded halls, the sound of music

a bank vault: beeping alarms, flashing lights, piles of coins

a sauna: slick tiles, misted mirrors, stifling air

a mine: scuttling rocks, the clank of picks, cool breeze

a cruise ship: bouncy music, sound of laughter, ocean wind

a diner: neon lights, booths, milkshakes with a straw and cherry

a garden: soft breeze, shifting leaves, green flowers

a graveyard: crunch of stones, eerie lighting, the whisper of trees

a house party: clink of glasses, soft voices, flowery perfume

a family dinner: roaring laughter, grabby children, sense of warmth

a foreign planet: rising smoke, hissing steps, green faces

a prison: scratches on walls, thumps of boots, creaking of cots

a jungle: cry of birds, rustling of trees, patter of rain

a gaming room: click of keyboards, flash of lights, scroll of mouses

a forest: howl of wolves, whistle of wind, crunch of underbrush

a waiting room: tick of the clock, tapping of feet, flip of magazines

a lounge: jazzy music, gilded mirrors, plush chairs

a sporting event: cheering crowds, bags of snacks, flashing videos

a fantasyland: roar of dragons, clank of metal armour, thump of horse hooves

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the writer’s urge to ask your friends “do you wanna see a little somethin’ i’ve been working on?” when the little somethin’ you’ve been working on is 800 words and ends in the middle of a sentence

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0026 hours

synopsis: itty-bitty taste of misunderstanding that's immediately cleared up; yoongi x reader

“home isn’t a place, it’s a person –”

– are you calling me homeless? I blanked out, too stunned for any emotion.

how could he attack me like that when I just bared myself to him?

“no…no. that’s not what I meant at all,” he sighed in frustration.

– …

“I can be your home, even if a temporary one…that is if you want –”

he was cut short by me clutching his arm like I was drowning in my own tears, which frankly I was but nonetheless his look softened.

“I do think I’m falling for you.”

– and I already have, you know.

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