#au:model

[chanbaekhub]

In the Name of Professionalism

Author: baekyeol2min

Length: chaptered

Status: ongoing

Rating: M

Genre: romance, smut, forbidden love, model baekhyun, artist chanyeol

Summary: Baekhyun belongs to a modeling agency usually only doing print work. One day, he is sent to a famous painter, Chanyeol's, home to pose nude for his up and coming exhibition. He is a little apprehensive at first not wanting to be naked in a stranger's house, but the painter has a long standing relationship with his agency and they assure him, he is nothing if not professional. Baekhyun is further put at ease when he finds himself very much attracted to Chanyeol. However, as their relationship grows, he finds it more and more frustrating that Chanyeol will not give into his advances in the name of professionalism.

[AFF]

[ggukkiereads]

🌷 I am so confused with the duality of this Jungkook. Initially, I felt protective towards him and his plight. Then, he’d turn cocky and flirty - earning appreciative gasps and some objectifying comments from the old ladies (lol this was a funny scene though). Increasing the intensity, we now have this Dom!Jungkook going feral 🔥. Then he’d go back to that sweet, awkward Jungkook. I am confused by this duality triplicity. Pleasantly confused 🥰

Don't let the summary fool you into thinking it's all just hot naked Jungkook on display all the time. It actually started with a background that made me feel bad for him. I could imagine little Jungkook suffering in pain, the mom trying to make ends meet, etc. I love the thoughtful details which shows us Jungkook's motivators and pain points - the little moments he was trying to decide if he should pursue nude modeling or not; when he was glad the bag didn't have any brand so people won't find out what he does; or, when he was trying to give himself pep talks that he can do it or when he was relating the "modeling" scene with his experience at the hospital. I appreciate these parts and thought these details were strategically woven in the story because at this point, Jungkook has my whole heart and I just want to give him a hug to reassure him.

But it's also fun! The parts when he had to take off his clothes were his pain but our gain lol. I am one with the people (the old ladies, specifically) squealing over the "Asian boy with a giant dong". I love OC, she seems nurturing (but with thirsty thoughts too.) The teasing scene was just... torture!. I wanted to scream at the naughty acts they've engaged in during the sketch session and the wild sex too. Okay but I am still confused which Jungkook to focus on (though I feel like I want to get to know more of that dutiful son Jungkook and his mom but the dom!jk is also okay 😉)

apodyopsis (m) | jjk

summary- apodyopsis (n.) ; the act of mentally undressing someone

alternatively, Jungkook is a nude model in your art class

rating- explicit / 18+ word count-  12k pairing- jungkook x reader genre- smut Warnings- daddy kink, slight degrading?, mild health concerns, very light bdsm?, masturbation, oral (female and male receiving), rough sex, kind of dom!jungkook, a little name calling?, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it bb)

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a/n: our lovechild is born! We worked so hard on this, we hope you love it as much as we do. Currently thanking my lucky stars that @blkjmn​ agreed to collab with me, and that she saved my life with that glorious sex scene because I can’t seem to stop writing mushy fluffy smut. I love you so much thank you for being by my side and co-writing this with me. <3

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[anakinskywalkrx]

‘ you fascinate me. ’ [ photography verse maybe? ]

For a second he could swear his heart stopped beating. Falling for Ben never had been part of the plan. Anakin had tried everything to stop it but it was futile to keep denying it. He felt so utterly conflicted, did Ben even feel anything for him or was he just imaging things? Even so, he had been lying to him from the start. If he ever would find out... The blonde couldn’t blame him if he would never be able to forgive him if he discovered the truth. Of course, he had tried to get out of writing the article by claiming Ben was not even remotely interested in him that way but Palpatine had insisted that he would be able to change his mind. This whole situation was one big mess. 

I don’t want to lie to you.I’m sorry.

 “I bet you say that to all your models.” Anakin teased, not sure if he was able to hide a hint of sadness. “What’s next? Declaring that I’m your muse?”

[ggukkiereads]

🌷 I love it! I was half afraid it'll end sadly 🥺. You captured that feeling of being in the moment where it could either be good or turn out bad so you thread carefully. Managed to talk about fears and resolve these too. What Taehyung said in response to OC's thoughts was just perfect 👌. This very short drabble series got me so invested in these two. My heart's a little sad it ended but happy it turned out well 🥰

Us

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: We were born to be real, not to be perfect.

Genre: yearning, slow burn, heartache (but in a good way?!)

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1.5 k

A/N: This is the final part to this anthology of longing. I know it sounds weird, but my hurt heart while writing this.

Read: You - Me - Us

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Kim Taehyung’s first kiss with you felt like a dream.

Not a dream that was an illusionary escape from harsh reality, but a dream that embraced you once you returned home from said reality and found reprieve in your warm, snug bed.

It was comforting, it was healing, it was just right.

It was all the things he needed, but didn’t know to want.

Today, Taehyung hoped you would honor him with a second kiss. He was well aware that he had no claim over your desires, but the least a man in love could do was hope.

And thus he sat there and took a slow, sophisticated sip from his coffee. He was secretly glad you were too preoccupied admiring the café to notice his lips twitch treacherously as they came in contact with the bitter taste.

Taehyung’s mood teetered between absolute delight and total anxiety. You gave him a chance, he was adamant not to squander it. Today was going to be perfect. Today was going to be about you.

There was a golden glimmer in your eyes as you gorged yourself on your surroundings. Your curiosity guided his own like a beacon. He followed your engrossed gaze and landed on the barista. It was easy to spot what had captured your attention. You eyed the novel contraption like a hawk and to Taehyung’s undiluted amusement, shifted your body every so often to follow the barista’s movement. He could tell you were bursting with questions, but probably too polite to abandon your date in order to satiate your hungry mind.

What he would give to know what was going through that wondrous head of yours.

Although he could happily sit here for hours, just looking at you, he couldn’t deny that his joy was discolored by a hint of jealousy. Could he be blamed for his envy that another person commanded so much of your attention?

“You could just go ask,” he said after a while spent in silence, you observing the barista and Taehyung observing you.

“Huh?” you asked slightly bewildered, attention drifting back to him. You looked cute and disorientated, so different from your usual steely self. An involuntary smile spread across his face.

Today was about making you happy, he reminded himself. It was alright if you weren’t fully his. He would accept whatever you were willing to give, gratefully.

Taehyung put on a bright smile, pointed towards the barista and repeated, “Just go ask him. I know you’re dying to know.”

A rare, beautiful blush formed on your cheeks. You took up your coffee and gave it a careful taste. Then you nodded in approval before your eyes met his. The dancing colors turned into a pensive swirl.

You searched his face for a long moment before you said, “No, I’m here for you.”

It was Taehyung’s turn to blush. The warmth he felt was more than just the blood rushing through his body. You may not be his, but he was definitely yours.

“Should we go somewhere else?” you suddenly asked with an apologetic smile, finger absentmindedly circling the brim of your cup.

Today was supposed to be perfect for you. It seems he failed again.

“You don’t like it here?” he asked, trying hard to conceal the sinking feeling that was close to crushing his smile.

“No, I love it,” you chuckled, “but you don’t like it here.”

Your answer baffled him.

“Why wouldn’t I like it here? I picked this place,” he said.

He reached for his cup to demonstratively take another sip.

“Taehyung,” you implored, your hand stopping his, “you hate coffee.”

Taehyung didn’t know if he felt elated or betrayed by your words. He was pretty proud of himself for suppressing the grimace that threatened to form every time he took a sip of that devil’s broth, but it seemed nothing escaped your keen eyes.

Sensing his discouragement you gently brushed your thumb across the back of his hand. A wonderful shiver ran across his skin.

“Thank you for finding this place for me,” you said tenderly, your eyes melting into a soft orange sunset. His dejection along with his heart dissolved into a puddle of affection.

He forgot, there was no use pretending with you. To some degree it scared him, to some degree it relieved him.

This time he grabbed his glass of water and took a big gulp to rinse out his mouth. “I really don’t understand how you can drink this stuff,” he said.

His grimace was met by a peal of laughter. It was the most comforting sound he heard all day.

“Why don’t we go somewhere we both enjoy?” you asked.

***

Your first kiss with Kim Taehyung felt like an awakening.

Not the disoriented startle you felt when being hauled awake by your alarm, but a fresh breeze which caressed your face and lifted that suffocating feeling off your chest and gave way to a new day full of endless possibilities.

It was liberating, it was reviving, it was just right.

It was all the things you wanted, but didn’t know to seize.

A buzz coursed beneath your skin as you walked, fingers entwined, between the stalls. The little seed of hope you once buried deep pushed hard against the remaining hesitance in your heart and sought the light of day. Feeling the warmth of Taehyung’s hand in yours, you remembered to allow yourself to water it from time to time.

The market was bustling, bursting with a blend of different kinds of smells and sounds. People strolled around, enjoying their snacks while shop owners eagerly invited passersby to take a closer look.

It was the perfect place for the both of you. You loved to people watch and Taehyung loved to scavenge for hidden treasures. You particularly savored how Taehyung’s eyes lit up each time he discovered a new table full of obscure trinkets. It also didn’t escape your notice that he not once let go of your hand even while he rummaged through the twinkling treasure troves.

“How do these look?” he asked, holding up the most ostentatious pair of earrings you have ever seen.

“Horrible,” you answered with a laugh, “but you could probably make them work."

Taehyung’s face split into a goofy grin as he tried the earrings on and paraded them for you with a turn of his head. You resisted the urge to take a picture of this Taehyung, who became so carefree and comfortable as soon as you left the café.

His grin fell slightly when he met your gaze. “What’s wrong?”

It was a surprising question. Once the words were said aloud you realized there was an unwanted pang of sadness in your heart.

“You are really beautiful,” you said. It was the truth but it wasn’t the full answer to his question.

You expected Taehyung to take the compliment and run, but he didn’t let loose. “And my beauty is so great it’s breaking your heart?” he asked light-heartedly with a wagging brow, but there was an underlying edge of concern.

“It’s just my brain overthinking,” you said honestly, “I don’t want to bother you with my useless thoughts.”

Taehyung fully turned away from the table and stepped close to you. He took hold of your other hand. “Try me, I’ll be the judge if they’re useless or not.”

This close, it was hard not to give in to his request.

You stared at your hands and took a deep breath before you explained, “Sometimes when I feel really happy, especially when I realize that I’m really happy I get sad.”

Taehyung’s fingers tightened around yours. The soft pressure reassured you, as if they were trying to tell you it was okay to let go. He would catch you if you fell too far.

“When I realize I’m living a beautiful moment, I realize it will inevitably come to an end,” you continued, “I think it’s a big reason why I take pictures. Sometimes it’s cathartic, sometimes it’s constricting. Sometimes it’s just my foolish attempt at making these moments last.”

You’ve never voiced this out loud before. People usually didn’t like hearing depressing thoughts.

“I’m sorry,” you breathed, “I didn’t want to ruin your mood.”

“You didn’t ruin my mood,” he immediately said.

Slowly you looked up and found him gazing at you. It was easy to believe him when he looked at you like you held the world.

“Don’t you think it’s okay to let beautiful moments pass?” he asked, “Wouldn’t it be boring if everything stayed the same?”

A slow smile spread across your face. Taehyung beamed back at you, filling every corner of your heart with warmth.

He lifted your hands to his lips, brushed a gentle kiss across your knuckles and said, “Maybe they have come to an end today, but we can always create more tomorrow.”

***

Taehyung’s second kiss with you wasn’t the conclusion to a perfect day.

It wasn’t a dream nor was it an awakening. It was simply the beginning to something real.

It was the beginning of you and him.

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[rhenum-virginem-blog]

"Your presence is of serious distaste. Tell me once more why I shouldn't throw you back into your father's waiting arms?" [The Winter King]

@nympharum-atrium | Model Verse

“Because I’m pretty?”

The Sidhe prince chuckled and turned narrowed eyes towards the Winter King. His dear uncle. “If my presence is so distasteful, why do you continue to invite Father to these things? You know quite well that he’d rather hunt than exchange political pleasantries...” 

Licking his lips, the fae turned fully to the King, taking a step forward to close the distance completely. “Quite honestly... I’d much rather stay here with you... Uncle...”

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Following the Broken Road Back to You

Author: ToffeeCoffee

Length: Chaptered

Status: Complete

Rating: M

Genre: romance, break up make up, angst, model baekhyun, countryside au

Summary: Baekhyun's ripped from his world of high fashion and placed back on the family farm where he faces the conditional love of nature and the ex-fiance he left behind

[AFF]

[futiledevics]

[open]

"God please don't poke my eye out. I can do my own make-up you know?"

[thalasoophilia]

Never knew I need sub!Jongin until I came across this drabble 😭👍🏻

hey can i request prompt 8 with jongin? thanks love your blog btw

sorry i didn't mention it but can you make it sub!jongin please?

Model!Jongin x Designer!Reader

He looked so pretty lying there, hands tied to the headboard and cock twitching in need. He couldn’t stop looking at you, his eyes watching as you perch between his legs and trail a finger down his chest.

“You are so beautiful, Nini,” you lick your lips, his skin a delicious sun-kissed tone and littered with goosebumps from your touch, “if I could I would have you here all day, just tied up and ready for my pleasure.” He sighs at the thought; he doesn’t like to admit it but he loves being used by you, having you take out your frustrations on him, fuck him until you’re satisfied and be at your beck and call.

Because if he behaves, you always makes sure he’s satisfied too.

Very rarely does Jongin misbehave, the perfect sub for your every request and he’s been so for a year now. He never leaves you unsatisfied, allows you to push his limits and is never ashamed about calling you ‘mistress’ in front of people.

You always wanted to mark his beautiful skin, see how pretty he would look with hickies littered all over that defined body - so you do. Leaning down, you begin with his neck, Jongin moans and shifts his hips as you suck harshly on his neck; pulling away, you tilt his head to the side to see the fresh mark.

“But Mistress, I have work tomorrow,” you see the worry flash across his mind, “people will know.”

Clicking your tongue, you lean down and suck another hickey on the other side of his neck, tracing a finger up and down his cock, “you don’t need to cover up the hickies, Nini.” He thrusts instinctively as you keep playing with his cock, covering his pretty neck in dark marks. “I want them to see who you belong to, when they dress you in the clothes I design, taking photos of the man that shares my bed,” you place one just above his right nipple, “I want them to know who made these marks, so will you be a good boy and show them off?”

You know he will, Jongin can’t say no to you, especially not if he wants you to place your lips around his cock as you continue to suck your way down his body, making sure that each of his abs are marked.

“Will you be a good boy?” Jongin lifts his head to look down at you, eyes staring into his with his cock in front of your face. He groans, throwing his head back and desperately thrusts in an attempt to convey his need, “that’s not an answer.”

You’ll be there tomorrow when he goes to work, there to make sure he doesn’t get in trouble for giving the make-up artists more work, there to protect your submissive boyfriend.

Jongin moans out a yes when he feels the tip of your tongue press against his slit, tasting his precum. Of course he’ll be a good boy for you.

[thalasoophilia]

Whoa I honestly cannot wait to read this series and have high expectations since the author herself is an amazing writer 😭 I'll start reading once 1st or 2nd chap is up.

Virgin In Furs (Masterlist)

Author: @yeoltidecarol Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female) Genre: fashion industry!au; smut; romance Summary: As a photographer for Vogue, Bazaar, Marie Claire, and countless others you’ve seen a lot of shit. You’ve seen a lot of shit and you’ve seen a lot of people. Everyone in the industry is the same - adult children looking for drugs and looking to be worshipped. People bore you. Until one day, you meet him. And nothing in your life is the same again. Rating: M (PG-13 - NC-17) Warnings: drug use; explicit language; dark themes; themes of unhealthy relationships; explicit sex; dirty talk; breath play; come play; dominating themes; degrading language; bondage; mutual masturbation; biting; orgasm denial

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[thalasoophilia]

That meme was my exact reaction when I read the warnings, because some of them were my kinksame. I get exicted with daddy Jongin showing his affectionate side in public *sobs* that "Do you know how proud Daddy is of you, baby girl?" really sent me 😭

Anyway, I was expecting a bit more detailed private photoshoot because erotic :< and it would be nice if you describe more Jongin's part in taking her pictures. ☺

Picture Perfect [Kim Jongin]

➳ Sugar Daddy!AU || Model!AU || Photographer!AU ➳ Scenario || Smut || Rated: M ➳ Pairing: Kim Jongin x Reader ➳ Summary: As an aspiring photographer, you become the sugar baby to the Adonis model, Kim Jongin. ➳ Word Count: 2.3k ➳ Warnings: daddy kink, erotic photography, masturbation, unprotected sex ➳ requested

The camera snaps, flash illuminating his golden skin in a delicious warm tone as the low bass music echoes around the room. The book in his hands interests him more than the quiet buzzing of staff from behind the veil of darkness, eyes flitting across the words before he changes the pages. Another click, another flash. Jongin turns his eyes towards the camera, rolling onto his side and showing off his toned body; his eyes stare straight into the camera, right into your eyes on the other side of the lens.

A shiver runs down your spine because you know what this look entails.

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