#bts x transgender reader

[roxy15062]

Y'all plz don't forget about KOSA it is a bill that is about censorship and will be voted on tomorrow by Senate. "KOSA will limit minors' ability to self-explore, to develop new ideas and interests, to become civically engaged citizens, and to seek community and support for the very harms KOSA ostensibly aims to prevent."

[jijismochi]

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I will only write gender-based fics using a male artist and a reader. The artist will always be a cisgender male or AMAB and genderqueer. The reader will always be a cisgender male or AFAB and genderqueer. Please do not request entirely cisgender characters, female artists, AMAB readers, or cisgender female readers.

The dynamic of the ship is up to you; friends, lovers, family, etc., you may request any of these things.

I am open to writing polyamorous relationships, but will not write ships that don't include a reader. For example, I will write Jin x Namjoon x Reader, but I will not write Jin x Namjoon on their own.

I am willing to write and into almost all kinks. Don't be embarrassed, just send your request.

I can attempt to write most neurodivergence/mental disorders. My specialties are autism, depression, anxiety, and PTSD, but I am more than willing to research and write about other conditions.

Please be clear about whether you want smut, fluff, angst, or a combination of said things. Tell me explicitly if there are things that you are uncomfortable with/do not want me to write.

If you want smut, please define what kind of sex you want. For example: oral, anal, over the clothes rubbing, etc. Be clear about who is the top/bottom and who is the dom/sub. If you want a switch, be clear about which role they play in what situation. If you want them to wear condoms, state it explicitly, as my default writing is unsafe sex.

The groups/artists I know the most about, in order of most to least, are BTS, Stray Kids, Tomorrow X Together, Kim Woojin, Enhypen, Seventeen, and Monsta X. You may request other groups/artists, but I can't promise I'll be able to write them.

Provided it stays within these guidelines, you may request anything you want.

[woojinscub]

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Woojin haters fuck off. The allegations were proven false and I do not have time for your bullshit. Leave him and me alone.

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I will only write Kim Woojin x male or female idol/male reader. Please do not request female/non-binary reader fics.

The dynamic of the ship is up to you; friends, lovers, family, etc., you may request any of these things.

I am open to writing polyamorous relationships.

I can attempt to write most neurodivergence/mental disorders. My specialties are autism, depression, anxiety, and PTSD, but I am more than willing to research and write about other conditions.

Please be clear about whether you want smut, fluff, angst, or a combination of said things. Tell me explicitly if there are things that you are uncomfortable with/do not want me to write.

Smut Requests: I am willing to write and into almost all kinks. Be clear about who is the top/bottom and who is the dom/sub. If you want a switch, be clear about which role they play in what situation.

Please define what kind of sex you want. For example: oral, anal, over the clothes rubbing, etc. If you want them to wear condoms, tell me, because my default is unsafe sex.

I will not write transgender characters. You may request fics with transgender characters on my gender-based blog, linked at the top of this post.

For Woojin x Idol fics: the groups/artists I know the most about, in order of most to least, are BTS, Stray Kids, Tomorrow X Together, Blackpink, Enhypen, Seventeen, and Monsta X. You may request other groups/artists, but I can't promise I'll be able to write them.

Provided it stays within these guidelines, you may request anything you want.

[musicalmagic]

Fear

Summary: You come out as a transgender man. But fear clouds your every move. Fear that is relentless in its pursuit to drag you under.

A/N: This one is based off real life. I listened to Stigma and Lie a lot while writing this.

* Pairing: BTS (OT7) x reader

* Word Count: 1,476

* Genre: Angst

* Warnings: transphobia, alcohol abuse

What does it mean to go through life, not knowing how certain it at all is? How do you deal with the inevitability that some people will just hate you, utterly despise your existence, and do it so subtly it feels like you're making it all up? Whispered glances, tight-lipped faces, scoffs and muttering when they think you can't hear it; it's the little things that drive you mad. The coup de grâce is that slow departure of what you thought was support, traded for disgust every passing second. Until you wake up and realise, they aren't who you knew them before you started all of this.

So does that change how you feel standing in front of these seven guys -- maybe a little? Okay, it's a lot. You're just in denial.

Denial because of an event that dramatically changed the course of your life in its entirety. You don't want to feel that dread that worms its way into everything in your life, it already felt like insanity before you came here -- and now its back in full force.

Will coming out to those you care about always feel so heavy? You swallow air. Your binder itches as you feel the damp wet drag of sweat trickle downwards.

Seokjin, Yoongi, and Namjoon notice your hesitancy first. The rest are just eager to hear what you called them all to the living room for.

Again, you swallow nothing but your anxieties.

"I..." Fuck, why is this so hard?

"I am, uh," you shut your eyes. The dark amber of your eyelids feeling more comfortable than the piercing gazes of your friends.

You hear Yoongi gently say not to worry, and to take your time. A silent thanks trails out after.

With a deep breath you utter, "I am a guy." It's nothing less but terrifying and you don't want to open your eyes. No you would rather curl up in bed and will yourself that this is all a dream.

Nobody speaks.

Nobody moves.

Time itself is quiet.

You curse to yourself, leaving the way you entered.

--

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Please come back to the dorm, everyone is worried."

"Do you need anything right now?"

"Thanks for telling all of us, it was a brave thing."

"We--"

You end the voice message logs, not wishing to hear the static and silence that slips in the beginning of each of their messages. Truth to be told, you left right as you told them. Not wanting to hear their responses and you don't feel anything but numbness.

Yeah, you told them all. But it feels like they'll just end up hating you. They'll support you for a little while, but who knows maybe its all just a lie? Maybe their support is just a fabrication, after all you've seen people be supportive to others but turn vial and transphobic when it's you. They can be the same too.

You desperately hope that they're supportive. You miss how it felt when you were ignorant. When you didn't know how two-faced people could be. Fuck it hurts so much. It hurts and you can't even tell the person who you thought cared about you the most...

Never mind, there's no point in thinking about it.

--

Several days have passed since you told BTS. They all tried to get in contact with you, but the fears that well up inside you prevent any of them getting close enough to you for a chat. Until Taehyung shows up at your apartment with a plastic bag of tteokbokki.

"Can I come in? It's a little chilly out in the hallway," he nonchalantly comments. You reluctantly allow him inside.

He places the piping hot bag on your living room table, fresh from the stall.

"I'll be truthful, you really shocked me a couple days ago. Honestly I didn't realise how hard it's been for you recently. I'm glad you told us though," he's straight to the point.

Your mouth feels dry, how familiar.

He then surprises you by saying, "It's nice to meet you, my name's Taehyung. What's your name?" His classic boxy grin plastered on his face.

You laugh and reach for his outreached hand, "My name's _____. Yeah, it's nice to meet you."

Taehyung always has a way to lighten whatever feelings you have.

--

"So he's alright?" Hoseok asks.

Taehyung lightly smiles, nodding, "_____ is just fine."

"_____... That suits him well," Namjoon nods. Satisfied with it all.

Jungkook excitedly asks, "Ah can we invite him over later for some games then?"

Yoongi folds his arms and sighs, "Not sure about that, _____ looked like he's been dealing with some shit when he first spoke to us." Taehyung glanced at his hyung with a look of sympathy.

Seokjin and Jimin nod their heads in response to Yoongi.

The entirety of BTS agree to just allow you space to work out whatever your feeling and to only intervene if they're worried about you.

--

You wake to the sound of your alarm, work just never ceases. But you get a call from your manager who says not to bother with coming in. BTS had called ahead to give you the day off from producing in the studio -- something that you respond in confusion to.

"They want you to work with them personally. Hoseok and Namjoon in particular, and don't worry Bang PD already gave the all clear."

You chuckle in exhaustion.

Namjoon calls right after, "_____, it's alright. Take today off, I know you've got a lot on your mind right now."

"You could get in trouble, no?" You respond tired and weakly, the beaming sun through your window burning your eyes at the sharpness of it.

You only hear him chuckle, "You don't gotta worry about that. We'll be fine. You rest up -- oh and, you don't have to come to the studio."

He hangs up after that.

You sigh, grateful but also concerned.

Why do they care so much about you?

--

The smash of the bottle against the pavement felt so fucking good. She called you again, her disgusting vile hate spewed out with sickly sweet 'concern' as she calls it, "you want to chop your boobs off? You want hormones? Answer me! I want you to be safe! You can't ignore me forever," so you bought the cheapest alcohol you could, and downed it in one go.

You wanted to seriously block her for good, but what good will that do? She'll just scream at you in person. So again and again you welcome the burn. Again and again you will for this to just stop. Nothing helps except this relief, but it feels so empty.

Hollow.

Another bottle and you fall into a drunken haze, laughing and crying at nothing. The street littered with cans and broken glass, alongside other people's visible misery behind this bottle shop. At least you aren't the only one dealing with hell.

Stumbling home with even more alcohol, your fridge fills up with the liquid, it sloshes around every time you slam the door shut.

You text her, a simple fuck you and then you fall asleep. The couch feeling so much better right now than staying awake. Caring about what she'll say doesn't matter to you anymore.

--

Click.

"_____ we've been talking. You're not going well. Everyone's worried for you. Please talk to us."

Click.

"I came over yesterday to check up on you, but your drunken voice startled me. Please, you're not alone."

Click.

"I have some of your favourite dishes waiting to be cooked. You let me know when you want to come and try the spins I put on it."

Click.

Click.

Click.

Click.

--

It's been a month. And every effort has been made by the members to get you to come out of your shell. They've reiterated how much they care about you, they listened to you when you were drunk and rambled about your fears. They over and over tell you that they aren't like her, that they genuinely want the best for you -- that it isn't a lie. Their support isn't a lie.

You hate seeing them so distraught about you, and their words are gradually starting to reach you. Slowly but surely.

That's why when you show up at the dorms, a tiny smile on your face, do you feel better to see them. They aren't lying. It's true.

A group hug is started by Jimin and Taehyung. You feel their warmth for you. You can feel the love.

Despite the fact she doesn't support you, you know there are people out there that do. It’s going to be a long road, but you aren’t as scared anymore.

And with that, that fear begins to erode. And god does it feel incredible.

[taesjoon]

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I will only write male reader x male artist. Please do not request female/non-binary reader or female artist fics.

The dynamic of the ship is up to you; friends, lovers, family, etc., you may request any of these things.

I am open to writing polyamorous relationships, but will not write ships that don't include a male reader. For example, I will write Jin x Namjoon x Male Reader, but I will not write Jin x Namjoon on their own.

I am willing to write and into almost all kinks. Don't be embarrassed, just send your request.

I can attempt to write most neurodivergence/mental disorders. My specialties are autism, depression, anxiety, and PTSD, but I am more than willing to research and write about other conditions.

Please be clear about whether you want smut, fluff, angst, or a combination of said things. Tell me explicitly if there are things that you are uncomfortable with/do not want me to write.

Also be clear about who is the top/bottom and who is the dom/sub. If you want a switch, be clear about which role they play in what situation. I will not play a guessing game with you.

If you want smut, please define what kind of sex you want. For example: oral, anal, over the clothes rubbing, etc. If you want them to wear condoms, tell me, because my default is unsafe sex.

I will not write transgender characters. You may request fics with transgender characters on my gender-based blog, linked at the top of this post.

The groups/artists I know the most about, in order of most to least, are BTS, Stray Kids, Tomorrow X Together, Kim Woojin, Enhypen, Seventeen, and Monsta X. You may request other groups/artists, but I can't promise I'll be able to write them.

Provided it stays within these guidelines, you may request anything you want.

[girl8890]

o7 Reaction To Reader Coming Out as Trans-W | HC

Summary: Finding out the girl they like is trans.

Rating: T

Warnings: implied needle injections (hormones), one of the members messes up with readers pronouns once, coming out, fear of rejection

A/N: For this fic, it’s for trans-women or any gender that falls under the transgender umbrella and also uses fem pronouns. At first I was going to make this gn to incorporate the whole trans community, but as I was writing I couldn’t stop putting female pronouns. I have this problem with y/n inserts too (I've literally typed in my name while writing before). I should also mention I’m part of the trans community because I’m agender (an umbrella term), so a few of the scenarios that I wrote kinda ended up being similar to my personal experiences… hehe. And one more thing, that’s also very important, this is all just my opinion. Obviously no one would know how the members would react to this type of confession unless they did it themselves. Which, I haven’t and know I probably (like 99.99999%) won’t ever get to find out their reactions myself. I just believe no matter what they would try to be respectful, and that’s what I mostly tried to perceive here. Anyway! Enjoy the HC!

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Seokjin

He would not expect it all. Not a single inclining that you were trans crossed his mind before you told him you were.

You both were sitting on the couch when you told him, and he looked shocked, mouth and eyes wide open, just staring at you for way longer than he should have without saying anything.

By the time the clock hit two minutes past, you took this situation as it is. That he didn’t accept you, and you should just cut your loses instead of waiting for him to break the news.

Tears already filing you eyes, you stand from your seat on the couch. The second your butt left the chair, Soekjin dropped out of his shock filled state and grabbed onto your arm.

“Wait, don’t leave!”

You sniff, trying not to cry because you know the rejection is coming. 

“Why not? I don’t need to hear how you don’t accept me.”

Seokjin looks like a deer in headlights again, but this time it’s because he’s feeling his heart break from your words. He does accept you. He just needs to push out the words to say it.

“I will—I mean—I do! Please y/n... sit down and talk to me.”

You reluctantly sit back down on the couch with a sigh.

“Okay, I’m sitting.”

Seokjin grins, trying to make this situation feel lighter now. 

“I’m sorry I reacted that way. It’s just all so new to me! And I-.. I really like you.”

“I really like you too, Soekjin, but if your don’t want to be with me-”

“I do!” You blink at him, stunned by his loud interruption. “I’m sorry, but I do. I really, really do want to be with you. Would it be too much to ask if we just... took it slow? And you can correct or hit me if I fuck up.”

You can’t help but giggle at Soekjin’s version of fitting in a joke during all of this, and you can't help but admit you would gladly see that smile everyday if all turns out well. 

If it works out, you’ll be happy together. If it doesn’t work out, he gave you permission to slap him. Not many people can say they slapped a pretty boy across the face.

Sounds like a win-win to you!

With one last hesitant moment from you, and a ultra funny and adorable pout from Soekjin, you say, “Okay, let’s take things slow.”

Yoongi

“Okay.”

Thats all he would say—looking as neutral in the face as ever.

“What—um—you heard me, right? I said I'm trans.”

Yoongi would roll his eyes, but his smile would also grow at knowing he’s making you look so surprised. 

“Yup. I heard you. I just don’t care.”

Floored...jaw dropped...flabbergasted. 

All the synonyms for shocked is how you felt right now. It’s been awhile since you came out to anyone, so having Yoongi just be okay with it was making you speechless. 

Yoongi caught onto this, so he decided to poke fun at you for it. 

“I know I'm hot, but that doesn’t mean I'm an asshole too.” 

That comment woke you right up.

“T-thats not what I was thinking! Granted, you’re cute, but you never know how people will react when you-”

It’s while you were going on with your tangent that you caught Yoongi trying and failing to cover up his laughter. For which you slapped him in the shoulder playfully.

“You’re an ass.”

“That maybe true, but now that that’s out of the way can I start being your ass?”

That was such a Yoongi way of asking you out, so you gave such a y/n way of giving your answer. 

“Hmm... I”ll think about it.”

His smile drops, but not because he’s sad. More annoyed because he know your answer is 100% not the correct one. After a few extra seconds of poking fun at the jokester, you give him your real answer.

“Yes, Yoongi. I’ll be your girlfriend.”

And now you’re assholes together!

Hoseok

He would ask you a lot of question. Nothing too personal at first, but just enough that so he can figure out how to proceed with your confession, and also make sure he was never disrespectful towards you in the past.

Hoseok likes you a lot, and he doesn’t care that your trans, but he’s the type of person that would laugh at the wrong moment or say something he shouldn’t by accident.

His questions went like this:

“What are your pronouns?”

That question made you swoon.

“Is your name still, y/n?”

For which the answer was yes, and it’s the one you decided to keep/change.  

“Would you be my girlfriend or boy-”

You cut him off right there. Explaining that that was the wrong type of question to ask, and that a trans-women means women, so girlfriend is the correct term. After he apologized profusely, making you giggle by how caring he's being in this situation. 

He then asks you to explain the concept, so he can do better in the future.

You swooned at that question too.

“Okay... I think I got it.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, trying and failing not to smile at how interested he is with your life. 

“You think so?”

“Well, no... Not completely... It's not my life, it’s yours. I just want to make sure I don’t fuck up when you become my girlfriend.”

Oh, he’s in too deep now.

“So, you want me to be your girlfriend?”

He would become a spluttering mess for a few seconds, making you laugh until your sides hurt, and then he would stop suddenly. Because, in all honesty, “Yes.”

Your laughter would cease as well, and you answered his silent question with a smiling, “Okay.”

“Okay.” 

...

“You know, your really pretty for a-”

“Wrong compliment, Hoseok!”

Namjoon

To be honest, I feel like it would be such a casual thing for Namjoon. 

Like instead of you telling him you were trans, you told him about the weather. Responding to your question with, “And I'm Namjoon, nice to meet you.”

For which you would gap like a fish at him, getting a dimpled smile from him in return. 

“Sooo, your just okay with it?” You would say after your shock wore off. 

He would shrug his shoulders, playing off the whole situation like you didn’t just ravel a big part of your identity to him. 

“Depends.”

“Depends?”

The dimpled smile he was wearing turns into a smirk, and you know then he was kidding. Ending of this conversation with a joking—but at the same time serious—question.

“Depends if you would be my girlfriend or not.”

You would giggle, playful hitting his shoulder. 

“Of course, dummy.”

Jimin

He would be surprised, but it would be a calm reaction. 

Just a simple, “Huh?” and “Really?”

For which you answer truthfully, “Yeah, Jimin. I’m really trans.”

Jimin would nod his head a few times. Then, because it suddenly felt awkward in the room you were in, he just said another simple, “Cool.”

He would blink his wide eyes a few times at you, wiggling his nose as he thinks somethings over.

You were honestly thinking that he was going to reject you. That he was going to tell you ‘it’s been fun, but I have to go now... Oh yeah! And drop my number.’

But he said none of that when he finally stopped thinking, and spoke how he felt. 

“Does that mean you can still be my girlfriend?”

You tackled him as you shouted, “Yes!”

Taehyung

“I know.”

“N-no you didn’t.”

There was know way he knew. Taehyung maybe be undercover smart, but there was no way he knew unless you told him--which you didn’t until now. 

Taehyung raises a pointed eyebrow at you, smiling as he says, “I put two and two together when I saw...” He then gestures to your thighs. 

You usually do pretty good with covering up your track marks on your thighs (The place you infect your hormones at.) But, since it’s summer, you’ve been wearing shorts that just cover the marks.

Or at least... you thought you did. 

You look down at the place he’s gesturing at, and low and behold there's a few spots the shorts don’t cover. You try pushing them down further, but it just starts riding up again. 

“Huh, look at that.”

Taehyung would just chuckle, playing off the situation and making every bit of anxiety you had before about coming out to him disappear. 

It’s then, as you’re analyzing your own marks on your thighs, that you smirk at a realization of his confession to knowing your trans. 

“So, does that mean you stare at my butt a lot?”

His smile falls and his golden skin heats up into a dusty pink. 

That’s a yes, then. 

Jungkook

Similar to Jimin, and a hint of Hoseok, he would be surprised—in a respectful way—but wouldn’t waste time at making sure he didn’t fuck up in the past.

Truthfully, Jungkook has never once made you feel awkward or worried about coming out. He’s overall a very caring person, so you weren’t worried about coming out to him. 

And it was especially cute when he asked you, “I’ll let you beat me in a video game if I ever did something wrong? Would you tell me if I mess up? I don’t want to make you upset.”

You swooned at his words, and when you looked into his big, serious, doe eyes you knew he was being real. That he generally cared about you, and not that your trans. 

After telling him how he’s been nothing but respectful towards you so far, he wiggles his little bunny nose and starts to blush. 

You don’t understand what just transpired in his little bunny brain, so you ask him, “What’s wrong?”

“I just-... I really like you!”

You’re surprised by his confession, but you don’t understand why that made him blush like that. Luckily, he explains it next.

“A-and even though you just came out to me, would it be weird If we... If I-... If I asked you, to be my girlfriend now?”

Swooning part two communes, and you're embracing him as you start to cry about how adorable that was. 

Giving a obvious answer. 

[bangtanloverboys]

can you feel it? // kth

summary - it's been almost one year since your top surgery, and taehyung is dying to know if you got feeling in your nipples

pairing - taehyung x transmale!reader

genre - smut themes; non-idol au

word count - 1.4k

warnings - mentions of surgical scars/top surgery, nipple play, making out, grinding

author’s note - yes nipples can fall off post operation, take proper post op care of your nipples.

“Can you feel your nipples?”

“Ex-fucking-cuse me?” You stared at Taehyung, who paused the movie the two of you were watching. “Where is this coming from?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know, I just remembered that your top anniversary is coming up and I was curious.”

“So you decided to blurt the question out in the middle of Finding Nemo?” You furrowed your brows at him. Your surgery anniversary was coming up in a few weeks, you weren’t surprised Taehyung remembered, considering he was the one that took you home and had to watch over you the following two weeks to make sure you were gonna be okay post op. 

“Are you gonna answer the question?” He cocked his head to the side, waiting for your response. 

“I-I don’t know!” You crossed your arms in front of you, feeling weird about the topic surrounding your chest. If you were being honest, you didn’t really think much about it anyway. Since the operation, you moved past it. That obstacle was crossed and all you focused on was healing and once it was done, it just sort of slipped your mind. 

“What do you mean you don’t know?” He sat up from his position on the couch to look at you. 

You rolled your eyes at him. “I mean exactly that, I don’t know.”

“You don’t touch them?”

“No, they were cut off and sewn back on Tae. I didn’t touch them in fear of them falling off, since then, I don’t know never bothered.” You explained, that was something about your surgery you were always scared about. The thought that they could fall off if you pushed yourself too hard was freaky and you didn’t want to go all the way back to your surgeon to fix up your mistake so you avoided touching them when you didn’t have to. 

“It’s been a year though, I think your nipples are secured.” Taehyung let out a small laugh at you, to which you responded with sticking your tongue at him. “I’m just saying, you don’t really have anything to be afraid of anymore. What’s stopping you?”

You frowned, he was right. What was stopping you? You at this point can touch your nipples without fear, maybe you were so used to not touching them you essentially trained yourself to not touch them. “Nothing, I guess.”

“So touch them.”

“Right now?!”

“No time like the present,” he beamed as he clasped his hands together in excitement. “Let’s see ‘em.”

“You’re so weird,” you grumbled as you leaned forward to take off your shirt.

“Less talking, more stripping.” He ordered, motioning for you to go faster. You were gonna smack him upside the head, you swear. 

Shirt off, your skin was now exposed to the cool air of your living room. You put your shirt off to the side and turned to Taehyung, who’s eyes were fully trained on you. “What now?”

“Touch them, kinda obvious.” He chuckled at you. 

Glaring at him, you close your eyes and lift your hands to your nipples. Ever so gently, you place the pad of your finger to graze against your buds. Thing is about touching your own body, you can never be sure if it’s your body part you feel touching your finger or your finger touching the skin. Huffing, you drop your hands. “I can’t tell.”

“Hmm,” Taehyung pursed his lips in thought before patting the couch next to him. “Sit here.” 

Your eyes went from the spot to him, raising your eyebrows at him. “You serious?”

“Deadly, now sit.” He snapped his fingers and pointed back to the spot. Not wanting to challenge him, you took the step from your chair to the spot in front of him. “Close your eyes.” You did as he said and squeezed your eyes shut, anticipating the brush of his fingers. “Relax, you’re all tensed up.” He whispered into your ear, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine. Taking a deep breath, you let your shoulders fall slack.

You feel a tickling sensation along the sides of your ribcage, right at the edge of your scars. You feel your lips twitch at the feeling, the tingles sent over your body from the soft drag of his fingers. His digits traced along the length of the scars, the feeling barely registers until it meets the unmarked skin. Slowly, he moves a bit up to your nipples and he lets his thumb just sit on top of them. You inhaled sharply as he started to slowly apply pressure, moving them in small circles. Heat began to pool between your legs as Taehyung moved your nipple to and fro. Biting your tongue, you refused to let any sort of sound escape you as your friend essentially played with your nipples. Needless to say, you had sensation in them, but now you weren’t sure if you wanted him to stop yet. 

The effort to keep quiet was thrown out the window however, when he decided to take them between his thumb and forefinger and give a light squeeze; eliciting a moan to emit from your throat. You froze and Taehyung’s hands stilled over your chest. Your eyes flew open but before you could even manage to get a word out, his mouth was on yours. Your eyelids fluttered shut, and you kissed him back. Your body on autopilot, your arms moved to snake around his neck. His hands, however, stayed on your chest, pinching at you, prompting more sounds to fall from your lips. All of which he drank right up as he kissed you feverently. You knotted your hands into his dirty blonde hair, him clearly enjoying it, going by the groans he made. 

Lungs burning for air, you reluctantly pulled away from the kiss. Taehyung on the other hand, had other ideas. He attached his mouth to your neck, sucking on your flesh. You feel his hands wrap around your torso, his body weight was shifting to lay you back. You let him guide you to lay flat on the couch, moving your legs to hook around his waist. His mouth moved from your neck, traveling down to your chest, leaving small marks in his wake. He stopped right above your nipple, his hot breath fanning across it as he panted, catching his breath.

“Taee,” you keened as he pressed delicate kisses over the bud. “Pleasse.”

“Please what?” He looked up from your chest, his eyes dark with lust. “What do you want, Y/N?”

“Mouth, please mouth.” You cried out, with a smirk on his lips, he latched his mouth on to your bud. His free hand going to pinch and play with your neglected nipple. You mewl at the sensation; unconsciously, you begin to grind up against him. One of your hands leaves Taehyung’s head to grab onto his shirt, enclosing the fabric in your fist as he sucks and nibbles at you. 

With Taehyung’s ministrations, it only eggs you on more to needily rub yourself against Taehyung’s growing bulge. You feel a knot begin to form in your gut as you worked yourself, chasing that delicious friction you so desperately craved.  

“Come on, baby.” He blew against your wet and abused nipple. “You can do it, let go.”

With a loud whine, you felt like every single nerve ending was on fire as you clenched around nothing. Your body ceases it’s twitching as you come down from your high, leaving you breathless with Taehyung above you. His eyes never leaving you. 

When you finally come back around, he’s still staring at you and you felt your face flush. “What are you looking at?”

“I’m looking at the hottest fucking man that just came from grinding on me and nipple play.” He let out a breathy chuckle as he leaned up to kiss your burning cheek. 

“Fuck off, oh my god.” You rolled your eyes at him as he rested his head on your bare chest, his hair tickling you ever so lightly. Your hand went up to card your fingers through the soft trestles. 

"Safe to assume you have feeling in your nipples then," his hand coming back up to your chest to trace circles over your skin.

"Yeah," you sighed. With that, the two of you laid in the comfortable silence, not bothering to talk about what just happened or what the consequences were. “Can you start the movie again?”

[tipsydipsydo]

Jimin, truth: what's something you've wanted to try and put in your ass. Dare: tell me your most secret kink and do it to me 😏

Requested by: @bangtanloverboys

(because the "official" post was an asshole, I had to repost it to set the "keep reading" Rap correctly!)

Gender of the Reader: trans* male

Trigger Warning: could cause dysphoria! (sexual content; minor descriptions of trans male genitalia; explicit body reactions etc.)

➙ if you're uncomfortable with it, please move on! ♡

*Jimin breathes out shakily and pulls his plush lower lip between his teeths, starts chewing on it while he's thinking about what's the best way to answer your question*

"Fuck Baby, such a naughty question right away... do you want to know it? Well... fuck. God, okay. I want to fill my ass up with a prostate massager that has a cock ring. Fuck, I love it when my prostate is stimulated, that feels so good a-and with the cock ring I couldn't cum so fast from that and... I want to fuck you with that... I want to fuck you so badly while wearing a prostate vibrator and that cock ring would gave me more stamina... I know it would be toture, but I want that hell. Fuck, please let me fuck you while my ass is stuffed up, I fucking need that so badly, I got off to that fantasy so often and it's so hot to imagine... please let me try that!"

*when he hears your dare ask, a shocked expression was for a short moment on his face and in a nervous action runs his fingers through his hair, gulping visibly*

"Okay, okay... God, why do you have to torture me like that with such questions? Fuck, how should I explain that... Baby, all this what comes now... we don't have to do it when you didn't want to! But... this one fantasy doesn't want to leave my mind. I-I wanna make my Babyboy squirt all over my hand. The thought... to finger my little boy so fucking good while I suck on his swollen bundle of nerves, wrapping my lips around your pretty enlarged pearl makes me so fucking hard in no time... I want to see that hot cum gushing all over my fingers, showing me, how good I can take care of the needs of my sexy boy! Hm? I should do it to you? R-Right here? In front of all the boys? Fuck, my naughty boyfriend wants the eyes of all my members on his precious parts while I'm making you feel so good? Oh Jesus Christ, this is ins reason why I love you so fucking much! Come here, let's give my members a damn hot show!"

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✨ Their FtM Boyfriend Age Regresses ✨

✨ This was requested, so I hope you enjoy anon! ✨

✨ Age Regression occurs when you mentally retreat to an earlier age. In all ways, you believe you're back at that point in your life, and you may exhibit childish behaviors, too. Some people choose to revert to a younger age. In this case, it can be a coping mechanism to help them relax and eliminate stress ✨

✨ WHERE I GOT MY INFORMATION IS H E R E  ✨

✨ I did this to the best of my ability, and I really hope I did alright, as this took me a while, even if it isn’t the best i hope you enjoy, I know I enjoyed doing this research and learning something new! ✨

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✨ Kim Seokjin ✨

✨ He honestly understands why you regress, so he helps out as much as possible!

✨ Such as getting you things to play around with, offering the switch for you to play animal crossing, also offers to make you food which you gladly accept--

✨ If it happens out in public he’s very calm and is able to distract you and knows how to gain your attention, probably by planting gentle kisses all over your face and opens up his phone and puts something on for you to watch!

✨ All together he’s very motherly and is super sweet

✨ Also will call you his “fairy prince” and has fairy wings for you to put on so you can be the fairy you are

✨ Also is very delicate with you, and always keeps his cool while still being goofy!

✨ Min Yoongi ✨

✨ I honestly see him as being very impatient with you sometimes, but pushes himself to help you out as much as he can

✨ After a while he probably starts to find you really sweet like this

✨ Gives you a colouring book and has music in the bg 

✨ Grandpa is probably tired after a while and asks if you want to take a nap, which lets be honest, you probably say no and run away giggling while he’s flopped on the couch--

✨ He gives in and chases you around the house, which leads to you getting tired and eventually just crawling into his arms and sleeping right there

✨ He’ll just smile, pick you up and bring you to bed where he tucks you in

✨ Jung Hoseok ✨

✨ He’s probably so fun when you regress, like he has so much energy and if you want to play and run around all day, he gladly will do so--

✨ Snack breaks are also fun, he tries to shape things like animals or smiley faces, probably starts doing it all the time lmao

✨ TONS OF CUDDLES

✨ Also will teach you dances if you ask!

✨ He’s also great at getting you to sleep if you aren’t fond of it, and will sing for you as well!

✨ Also probably adds in a bit of goofiness in between

✨ Kim Namjoon ✨

✨ He puts in a lot of research and asks tons of questions so he can help you out as much as possible!

✨ Always knows how to make you happy or how to calm you down!

✨ TONS OF CUDDLES AND STORY TIME >:OO

✨ Sometimes when he reads it bores you to sleep but you’ll never tell him that aisuhdsa

✨ Also tickle fights are very often a thing with him--

✨ Park Jimin ✨

✨ Such a sweetheart

✨ Still has full control over you, like you cannot resist his charms--

✨ This man gives the best kisses don’t touch me, you will never change my mind

✨ He also has a blast playing games with you, also will pick you up at random when you look bored and will run around for absolutely no reason lmao

✨ Also he’s such a monster he’ll start tickling you randomly when you’re on the couch watching something together, all in all he’s very sweet and helps you out, and lets you do whatever you need to do!

✨ Kim Taehyung ✨

✨ He doesn’t understand at first but he takes the time to learn!

✨ Buys everything you could ever imagine aishdasuid

✨ Also buys you custom made things aiusdhiashd

✨ Very much into babying you, but its sper sweet and you know he means well, though you demand lots of kisses--

✨ Jeon Jungkook ✨

✨ We all know he’s probably going to be very sweet about it too

✨ But that doesn’t mean you get to escape his teasing and his cheeky ways, like picking you up at random and tossing you on the bed all just to tickle you--

✨ Also expect him to make tons of ramen like he doesn’t know what else to make

✨ Also tons of video game time with him, and he doesn’t let you win often unless you start whining or crying--

[here4theheartbreak]

Happy Ending (JJK)

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Relationship: Jungkook x Male Reader

Genre: smut, pwp | Rating: Explicit | Word Count: ~2.5k

Summary: Jungkook had a bad day. It’s up to you to make sure he relaxes.

Tags: smut, PWP, squirting, dirty talk, bareback, tentacles, male reader, tentacle monster!reader, transgender Jungkook, transmale Jungkook, vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex, multiple penetration, multiple orgasms, rough sex

A/N: This fic was written for @ditttiii​ in response to the request for Jungkook x Male Reader, “Stop sniffing me” request for my 2k followers - enjoy!

The main door opened and slammed shut hard enough to rattle the pictures on the wall. You leaned over, peeking through the entryway into the living room. “You okay?” You asked. Jungkook threw his bag to the floor and slammed his keys on the side table. “No!” He snapped. 

You scowled. It was bizarre for Jungkook to come home in such a nasty mood. You wandered into the living room, tentacles twitching lightly as they sensed the shift in emotional hormones.

“Jungkook.”

He huffed, slamming his hand on the wall. “Sorry,” he mumbled. 

“What’s wrong?”

Jungkook gritted his teeth. He rested his forehead on the wall, and you knew by the shaking of his tense shoulders that he was trying to regain a sense of calm and control. You two had been dating for many years, and he knew how sensitive you were to emotional shifts; the benefit – and downfall – of being the species you were. 

He sighed heavily. “Just a rough day at work.”

“Wanna talk to me about it?”

Jungkook shook his head. “Not really. I just kind of want to forget about it, if I’m being entirely honest.”

“Let me help you relax.” You reached out and pulled him close, nuzzling his neck and kissing over it gently. Jungkook sighed contentedly. 

“Tease.”

“Never. Go lie in bed. I’ll turn off the stove then go give you a nice massage.”

Jungkook nodded. “First…” He held you close, inhaling deeply. 

“God you smell good…” 

“You are so weird,” you laughed. “Stop sniffing me.”

“Never,” he mumbled against your neck. “It’s soothing.”

He pulled back reluctantly and kicked off his shoes before padding up the stairs to the bedroom. You flicked off the stove, setting the pan of water aside. You could order tonight anyways, no big deal. Right now, Jungkook needed your attention. You hurried up the stairs, smiling softly when you reached the bedroom. Jungkook was on his stomach on the bed, head buried under the pillow. You could feel the tension rolling off him in waves – deep and uncomfortable. Whatever had happened at work had truly upset him. 

Eager to help, you crawled over him, sliding two tentacles slowly under his shirt. The suckers moved along his skin, suctioning just hard enough to make him feel it. Jungkook shuddered and sighed, sinking a little further into the bed. You took the pillow off his head with your hand. 

“Take off your clothes.”

“All of them?” Jungkook asked, his voice muffled. 

“Yes, please.”

“Are yours coming off too?” Despite his tension, there was a teasing playfulness to his tone that had you smiling. 

“I’m giving you a massage.”

“And maybe there’ll be a happy ending,” he joked, stripping out of his clothing. He laid back onto the bed on his stomach in just his boxers, crossing his legs at the ankle.

You straddled his thighs, using both your hands and tentacles to begin working the knotted muscles in his back loose. 

Jungkook moaned softly as you worked, sighing happily and shifting around under your grip. You moved down to his lower back with your hands, tentacles still working at his upper back.

Jungkook was positively drooling when you finished rubbing over his muscles. He was entirely relaxed, as melted into the bed as a human could be. 

Unable to resist longer, you reached down and grabbed his boxers, yanking them off. Jungkook rolled onto his back and grinned widely.

“Someone’s eager,” he teased. He spread his legs wide, exposing his holes. His little cock was stiff above the natural little gape you’d trained his body to have after all this time. When you’d first used his human frame, he was so tight, you could barely slide your cock in, let alone your tentacles. Now he took you like a pro.

“Relax,” you purred, stroking his cheek with a tentacle. 

Jungkook grabbed it, stroking it gently. He inhaled deeply, pressing kisses along the sucker pads. “Fuck me with this one,” he whispered.

“You sure? It’s bigger than the ones you normally take. And the suckers...”

“I wanna feel them. And...” Jungkook drifted off. He bit his lip. You could hear his heart rate increase, and smell his arousal growing, his hole getting wetter at whatever he was imagining.

“Talk to me,” you whispered, reaching down to rub your thumb over his hardened nub.

“I want you to put your dick up my ass while you do it.”

“Jungkook, are you sure? Double penetration is a lot...”

“I know you’ve wanted to do it for a while. I’m ready.” He shifted, taking the tip of your tentacle in his mouth. His tongue was so smooth and small against your suckers, catching lightly on them and making him giggle. He nuzzled it once more. “If I’m really moaning... I bet one of your smaller ones could even go up my ass with your cock. Like this one..” 

Jungkook reached out and grabbed a smaller, slick tentacle, just about half an inch across. “And my mouth...”

It seemed as if every tentacle in your body awoke at that. He was giving himself fully to you. 

“Are you sure?” You panted.

Jungkook nodded. 

Your tentacles shot out, lifting Jungkook from the bed by his waist and arms. He moaned, his legs hanging open. You could see wetness dribbling out of his hole, onto his ass. You laid on the bed and flipped him over so he was dangling about three feet above you. He grinned, open mouthed, and nodded his consent once more.

You reached a tentacle up, letting Jungkook grab it and nuzzle it, inhaling deeply. His body tensed a second, a few drops of his natural wetness dripped onto your belly.

“So responsive to scent,” you teased. You flicked one tentacle up and down his sopping slit. It was a thinner one, but one naturally slick and smooth. When Jungkook moaned against the tentacle near his face, you slid it into his relaxed hole. It went in smoothly, his body used to this size. Each deep inhale of your scent and he clenched around you, milking your tentacle with his inner muscles. You added a second tentacle of the same size, then a third a little smaller, moaning when his eyes rolled back and he squeezed almost painfully tight. The tentacles around his hips and torso tightened.

“Take them, Jungkook,” you whispered. “Show me you can take them like a good boy and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Please—“ 

You began to shift your tentacles, using them to lift his body off and drive it back onto the three tentacles. At the same time you thrust them forward, impaling him hard each time. Jungkook moaned brokenly, his body tensing and relaxing. He took the tip of the tentacle in his hands into his mouth, sucking eagerly as he moaned around it. 

Your tentacles sent shocks of pleasure through your body, your cock beginning to ache with need. The best form of edging, drawing you so close, letting you watch Jungkook’s body be violated, used; but never quite letting you get there. Not until you sank your cock into one of his needy holes.

You began to flick a thinner tentacle over his asshole, teasing it open as you fucked his other hole and let him suck your tentacle so desperately. 

His body clenched hard suddenly. He pulled off the one in his mouth and screamed happily. You yanked your tentacles from his sopping hole and lifted him upright. You forced his legs open, as if he were sitting spread legged on air. 

“Please!” He sobbed, reaching for his dripping hole. Tentacles around his wrists stopped that. Instead, you watched his hole flutter and clench around nothing, weak dribbles of slick forced out. He sobbed brokenly. 

“Please—“ He begged again. You tsked, slapping his hole with a slick tentacle.

“Did I ruin it?” You teased. Jungkook sobbed, slumping down in the grip of your tentacles.

“That’s okay, baby. I’ll make it up to you.”

You jammed the three back into him, and let the thin one slide a few inches into his asshole. Jungkook met your gaze, his eyes wet with desperation already. You began to raise and drop him, forcing your tentacles deep into his holes. 

Jungkook moaned, his head falling back. You slid a tentacle up his torso and over his chin, finding his mouth gaped open. Taking advantage, you pushed it until it bumped the back of his throat, chuckling when he gagged. He righted his head, immediately sucking and lapping along the smooth, silky surface.

“Such a good boy,” you cooed, meeting his already unfocused gaze. 

Ah, here it was - the ultimate edge. The tentacle in his ass swelled and began to come. Your balls drew up, feeling heavy and achey with the need for release. You could feel the pleasure - but it was cut off. Your eyes rolled back nonetheless, a quiet sigh slipping from your lips as the tentacle filled Jungkook’s tight ass. You couldn’t wait to slide into his slick hole. 

The next tentacle began to spill, pouring into his other hole. And a third, making you gasp desperately. You began to pump the third that was buried deep inside him, chasing its release. 

Jungkook moaned, muffled and wet as the one in his mouth gagged him. A squeeze, tight and needy, began to build in Jungkook. You fucked into him harder, come pouring down your tentacles. His body began to shudder, muscles flexing in your grip. You could almost count it down. Three, two, one... 

You yanked the tentacles free of his hole. 

Jungkook screamed, gagging and coughing around the one in his mouth. The come splashed onto your stomach as it drained from his used body. His release sprayed out, splashing your stomach and up nearly to your chest as he squirted for you. The final tentacle that had been penetrating him reached its own release, splashing over his hole and groin.

“Yes,” you encouraged, reaching up and thumbing his throbbing cock. “Squirting so good for me. You’re ready.” 

You lined up your thick, suckered tentacle to his gaping hole, and drove in as deep as you dared. He immediately clenched and gushed around you, his head falling forward. You pulled the tentacle free of his mouth so it wouldn’t choke him, and let it release hot ropes over his face and chest. 

Jungkook gasped, his mouth hanging open. You began to fuck into his body, the slick sounds of your release and his own filling the room.

Two more tentacles slid forward, prodding Jungkook’s ass as the relieved one slid free. Jungkook nodded without being asked, and they pushed in. 

It was just around eight of your tentacles that sought release each time you two had sex. Jungkook had become quite accustomed to helping each of them. 

The final bumped against his open mouth. Jungkook moved almost automatically, beginning to suck it. It pumped in rhythm to the other tentacles penetrating Jungkook’s body. 

You laid back, closing your eyes. The sensations were intense; as if every single nerve ending was awake, being pleasured. Jungkook continued to come from the tentacle in his hole, his squirt dribbling down it as the suckers stimulated his sensitive inner walls. The ones in his ass were fucking him hard, working open his ass for your cock. They squirted first, driving as deep as possible to release into him. Even with their depth, the moment they pulled out, his relaxed ass let some dribble onto your lap. It was very clearly time. 

You used your tentacles to maneuver him down and line him up. Though unnecessary, you eased his loosened ass down onto your cock. You groaned as his body took you, warm and wet. Another gush of his slick dribbled out, wetting your lap further. 

Jungkook gurgled wetly as the tentacle down his throat began to spill its release. You pulled it free, splashing a few more ropes onto Jungkook’s face. 

“There we go,” you purred. “You’re all tuckered out, huh?” 

Jungkook’s eyes were even more unfocused, soft whimpers slipping from his open mouth. His body continued to come, very clearly overstimulated by the thick tentacle fucking him.

“Baby,” you cooed, stroking his sweat soaked hair back. You slid another tentacle up, smiling when he leaned into it, inhaling deeply.

“One more load, okay? Can you take one more load for me?”

 Jungkook nodded. 

You began to fuck up into him, feeling his ass squeeze weakly around your cock. Your balls ached, bordering on painful. 

You flipped him onto the bed on his back, rolling and driving your cock back into him. You fucked both his holes hard and fast.

Jungkook began to shudder, writhing on the mattress. You could feel the pressure squeezing around both your tentacle and cock. He was far too overstimulated, this had to border on painful, but he began to twist his hips down, seeking more. You obliged, pumping both deeper. 

Jungkook’s cries were high and broken, tiny little “Ah! Ah!” Noises that made you desperate to soothe. 

The pressure reached a peak, and Jungkook’s back arched high. He screamed your name as he began to come. 

You pulled your tentacle free, but continued to pump your cock, watching him squirt harder than he ever had before. His ass tightened around your cock like a vise, and it only took three more desperate thrusts before you too were coming deep inside him, toes curling as your body lit up with pleasure. 

You released your tentacles and slumped over Jungkook, both of you panting for air as your orgasms faded.

Jungkook grabbed you and kissed you hard, laughing into your mouth. “You’re so perfect.”

“You say because I just fucked you boneless.”

Jungkook threw his head back, laughing hard. He nuzzled against you, kicking at the blanket at the base of the bed until he could grab it and yank it over you both.

“Are you feeling a little better?” You asked, wrapping your arm around him.

“Much.” He nuzzled against your neck, and you chuckled when he inhaled.

“What do I smell like to you?”

“Hm…” Jungkook inhaled again. “Ozone. Water, like the sea… Leathery like… sweet and fresh leather. And something that’s just… You. I can’t describe it but it’s a scent that’s just so uniquely you and whenever I smell it I instantly think of you.”

“You have such a sensitive nose for a human, it’s almost bizarre… I love it.” You chuckled a little as you spoke. “I’m glad you like the way I smell.”

“It’s soothing… It’s not too weird is it?” Jungkook worried.

“No weirder than your boyfriend having tentacles and fucking you with them, I’m sure.”

Jungkook giggled at that, nodding. “You have a point. We’re just an odd duo.”

“We work well together though,” you said, stroking his hair back. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here. With you.”

Jungkook’s grin softened to a smile, and you could see the love in his eyes. He didn’t need to speak. The affection and adoration rolled off him in waves, sweet and soft, soothing you like a gentle caress. You nodded.

“I know,” you whispered. “I love you too, Jungkook.”

[male-readers-like-kpop-idols-too]

Hewwo! Please can i request the bangtan boys with a male solo idol s/o whos struggling with hate for being himself? To elaborate, he doesnt conform to harmful beauty standards (having to be a certain body type, pale, masculine, having to be a pop star etc) if this doesnt make sense just ignore it lol, but if you write this thank you so so much!!♡

I hope I did well on this for you anon. 

Seokjin

As Seokjin loves to cook, His significant other would be no different. He loved seeing (Y/n) ate until they were full. Even as an idol, he cared about their image but That didn’t stop (Y/n) from eating and enjoying. Seokjin would only see his partner become down when others were criticizing others. He knew that it was getting worse when (Y/n) picked at their food. Seokjin would just have to hug them and tell (Y/n) how weight didn’t matter. They would gladly eat up. 

Namjoon

Namjoon didn’t understand why people needed to shave every day. (Y/n) would just skip a day or two and the internet would be on attack mode. People would say how they were lazy or dirty. Namjoon would think it was a little sexy but he was also inspired to not shave as much. The internet was thinking that (Y/n) was taking Namjoon down a dark path. Namjoon actually started growing out his facial hair. (Y/n) was feeling bad over people criticizing, so he started growing out to make them feel better.  

Yoongi

Yoongi was known for his paleness, well (Y/n) was known for his tanness. The bleaching chemicals hurt their skin. They stood for it when they debuted because nobody could like an idol with such tan skin. (Y/n) couldn’t stand for it after they were hospitalized for a bad rash. Their company gave them a better manager and punished the old one. (Y/n)‘s new manager didn’t care about tan skin after their popularity increased. Even when they were cuddling, (Y/n) would compare their skin and think about bleaching it again. They even saw comments about their tan skin. (Y/n)‘s manager and Yoongi had to sit them down and convince them. Yoongi has kept skin bleach out of the house for a reason 

Hoseok

People didn’t expect the bright, bubbly boy to fall for the dark clothed idol and vise vera. People often called (Y/n) emo or not a match for Hoseok. Many people have commented on how (Y/n) wrote dark and depressing music. They even wore black head to toe. People said how they should break up because they didn’t match. That Hoseok deserved better and (Y/n) started to believe it. Hoseok came home to (Y/n) in their bed, crying and reading all of the people’s comments. He rushed under the covers with them and cuddled with them and told him comforting words until they could sleep comfortably.

Jimin 

Many knew that Jimin was chubby at one point. Well so was (Y/n), they have been friends since early high school, going over to each other’s houses had similar effects on both of the boys. The both of them had even gone to additions togheter, Jimin had been picked up by big hit and lost most of the chubbiness. (Y/n) was also picked up but had trouble losing the weight. He had gotten the weight off slowly. Not too soon after, The friends became boyfriends and gotten minimal hate for being in a gay relationship. It seems like ‘fans’ of Jimin had come over and bullied (Y/n). Things were told to him as “You need to lose weight” or “Jimin deserves a better-looking boyfriend”. These comments would tear him apart inside. Jimin noticed as his boyfriend would eat less and go to the gym more. He got worried quickly and had a feeling as what his boyfriend was upset about, as he had gotten hate about the same thing. Jimin was making dinner in the kitchen as (Y/n) came home from the gym. “Hey,” Jimin started, the other’s head snapping to him “I just wanted you to know that, you don’t need to lose weight. You’re a good weight and healthy.” (Y/n) held his head down and his shoulders shook from the weight of his sobs. Jimin walked over, still in an apron, and sat on the couch, hugging his boyfriend. He whispered soothing words as Jimin rubbed his back. 

Taehyung 

Taehyung was an icon for his sense of fashion and art. Meanwhile, His boyfriend wore women’s and men’s clothing. (Y/n) was often made fun of when people omapired Taehyung’s style vs his style. Taehyung came home one day, while he was taking off his shoes, he heard the sound of hangers and clothes being tossed. He knew that (Y/n) was home and it was probably him. Taehyung walking into their room made the others head snap up. Taehyung saw that all of his female clothes are on the bed and some in garbage bags. “(Y/n), What are you doing?” (Y/n) was still tossing clothes onto the bed when he asked that. “I need to get rid of all of my Women’s clothes, People don’t like me wearing them.” It unfortunately made sense to him. He walked over to (Y/n) and held his hands from moving the clothes out of the closet. “Why does it matter, you like it. It shouldn’t matter what others think, as long as you’re comfortable in them and you like them.” (Y/n) put his hands down and Taehyung saw that he won and started helping put the clothes back into the closet.

Jungkook

People often called him the muscle pig for a reason. And (Y/n) was nowhere near that muscular. People online said that 'If (Y/n) is dating Jungkook, he should work out more and not be so careless with his body.“ Now (Y/n) tried to take care of his body, but as a singular idol writing his own songs and helping his own choreography teacher. He didn’t always have time to go to the gym and work out. One day when both of the men were cuddling on the couch, (Y/n) started feeling Jungkook’s muscles. "What are you doing?” The one feeling muscles snapped up, realizing what he was doing. “I want to see if I want to the gym.” Jungkook was questioning, He knew that (Y/n) was so busy that he had no time to spare. “Babe, You’re so busy and I think your body is amazing.” (Y/n) put his face into Jungkook’s shirt, “People online want me to be muscular.” Jungkook knew what that meant. “Well, I don’t want you to be muscular and I’m in your life a lot more than some of those people looking at you.”

[fanboy-heaven]

(YOONGI × TRANS!READER)

Trigger Warning: Mild Dysphoria

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It was a shitty day.

No, like a really shitty day.

(Y/N) was already annoyed because he misplaced his homework, his partners didn't work on their project and finally, worst of all.

Some jackass decided to bring his friends to his LGBT+ club and harrass them.

He was called several things, from 'faggot' to 'tranny'. And school wasn't even over yet.

He was honestly done with today.

The male was already hiding out in the bathroom, he was already crying and stressed out. He wanted to go home.

No actually.

(Y/N) wanted was his Yoongi. He needed him actually. All the hugs, kisses and support he could get. And that is all he could ever want.

He decided to text Yoongi to pick him up,

(Y/N) had sat his phone down, but it started buzzing like crazy again. Seeing Yoongi was texting him.

He smiled softly to himself, tearing up more over the soft messages he was being sent. He loved it so much.

And around 20 minutes later, (Y/N) was called to the office.

In relief, he grabbed his backpack and sped-walked down the hallway, ignoring anybody who tried to stop him. Staring directly down at the ground and covered his face.

He hated when people would ask him if he was okay, he knew they meant well but he only would start sobbing if he tried talking to them. It was impossible not to. His mouth would open, no words would ever come out. All that happened was his throat swelling up with the tight feeling of anxiety.

While in thought, (Y/N) had bumped into somebody. Looking up to see his wonderful boyfriend. Yoongi gently caressing his cheek, "How's my beautiful boyfriend?" He heard him mumbled to him, seeing his gummy smile really just made (Y/N) feel 100 times better. That precious eye-smile with such a reassuring expression. Yoongi was a literal angel for him. (Y/N) almost didn't noticed Yoongi take his backpack for him and hand him his jacket to wear, knowing it was comforting to him. The warm feeling and the scent of Yoongi, it was amazingly calming. "Let's go home." The rapper muttered, with a nod from (Y/N), they were off.

Once they had made it home, Yoongi had immediately gotten out of the car, picking up (Y/N) and carrying him into the house. "Hyung will get you your PJs and some of your favorite tea. You just stay in bed." Yoongi whispered to him as he set him down onto their bed, gently kissing his forehead before walking off.

"Hyung.." (Y/N) spoke up, Yoongi stopping in place to look at him, "Yes, baby?" He spoke softly, the younger raising his arms up with teary eyes. And immediately he was given a hug. "A-am I really not p-passable?" (Y/N) sobbed out, and Yoongi had shook his head as soon as he heard the question.

"Baby, all I see is the most handsome and amazing boy I have ever met." Yoongi started off, wiping the tears away before leaving a soft kisses on each cheek and one on his lips. "You're my beautiful babyboy. And the best boyfriend I could ask for. Nothing will change that, even some asshole who has to cry about everything you do. I bet he's just jealous I have you." He whispered to him, peppering more pecks onto his lips and face. (Y/N) smiling like an idiot as Yoongi refused to stop kissing until he was happy. "I love you." Yoongi mumbled softly to him, "I love you too, hyung." (Y/N) giggled back softly.

"Now go dress up into your PJs, you've been wearing your binder long enough and I don't want you getting hurt, alright baby?" Yoongi spoke, messing with his hair for a few short moments as (Y/N) nodded, "Alright, Yoongi.." He sighed.

The older looking down at the younger, "Babyboy, just do this for me. Alright? I know you hate having it off but you don't need to wear it much longer." He whispered, (Y/N) glancing up at Yoongi. "What?" He muttered to him, the older smiling at him. "I saved up enough finally."

"Wait.. R-really..? Don't joke around with me, Yoongi. Are you being serious." (Y/N) spoke up, voice cracking. Heart honestly stopping for a short second out of pure excitment. Only for him to start tearing up again as he saw Yoongi nod his head. "Awh, baby, come here." He said, (Y/N) immediately burying his face into his chest, bawling his eyes out from the moment. "Your appointment to see the doctor is next week, we'll discuss when your surgery can be." He explained to him, gently rubbing his back to sooth him.

"Thank you, Y-Yoongi.. I-I love you so much." (Y/N) stuttered out between soft sniffles and hiccups, smiling through his tears as he hugged Yoongi tight. God, he was so lucky to have him. And Yoongi could say the same for himself. He had never seen such a pure expression of happiness on (Y/N) before and he loved it. He wanted to make sure he was always that happy. It was practically his goal in life.

"I love you too, baby."

[bleeding-green]

Sweet Jin (Jin x Reader)

(this is a fanfic about Jin and the reader. The reader is ftm. I am writing this because I honestly can not find one fanfic with a trans reader so this ftm reader is pre-t and everything and I try not to use triggering words so I use “chest” and “down there” for that so yeah I hope you guys like it)

The Day We Met

"Come on Y/N!" Tae said as you were getting your coat. "Do I look alright?" you ask. You were so nervous why? It's not like you've never seen the other members before. But like Tae said earlier he wants you to "talk" to Jin Hyung. He always talks about how many things you both have in common. But you kept thinking...

'But do I pass? What will he say when Tae introduces me as a guy? Will he ask questions? Oh please god don't ask too many questions.' you thought to yourself.

You look fine. He's cool. Don't worry so much. And I'll be there I'll stop them if they start asking questions they don't need to be asking. I got your back."

Taehyung was so kind to you. You've known him for a while but you guys were just friends. He has always been so supportive. He didn't understand it when you first came out, but he's been your rock because he is your motivation to finally call the gender therapist. Well you don't have an appointment for another few months but you finally got to that point.

"Don't breathe so heavy. You are in your binder you do remember. Just tell me a joke. I know it always loosens you up when you're nervous," Tae says as you both walk to the studio. But what joke to tell him. You contemplate what joke to tell him for a minute or so and then it comes to you! "Okay so a man walks into a bar with roll of tarmac under his arm and says, 'Pint please, and one for the road.'" You say and start laughing a little. Tae keeps walking trying to figure the joke out. "I don't get it," Tae says confused. You sigh and say, "Come on. He has tarmac under his arm. tarmac is part of the road and he said a pint and one for the road....get it now." Tae just shakes his head and chuckles. "You're such a dork."

You both get to the studio and get in the elevator to go up to the room where everyone was. Your stomach started turning, your thoughts racing. And as you start fidgeting at your zipper of your coat Tae grabs your hand. "It's gonna be okay Y/N. They all already know so much about you. I've never showed them a picture of you or told them. Uh. Ya know that you were trans because I feel it's not my place. Your my dude. My really good friend. So it'll be alright. I'm right here."

You ease up some after those kind words then the elevator stops. And opens up and all eyes are on the both of you. You gulp. "Don't be strangers you guys! This is Y/N!!! Ya know the amazing guy that I've been talking about! He's so funny. Sometimes. Sometimes they're like Jin's jokes but don't just stare." Tae is so enthusiastic about introducing you to the boys. Namjoon is the first to stand up and introduce himself. "Wow. He's even more adorable than you described. Hi Y/N I'm Namjoon or Rap Monster. But you probably already know that. It is so nice of you to come up here to meet us all." He grabs your arm gently and starts showing you around. You look back at Taehyung and he just shrugs. "...so this is Jimin. He is the same age as Taehyung. And that's Jungkook. He is the maknae of the group. Oh that's J-Hope or Hoseok. He is our dance machine. The hyper one if you want to add. And next to him is the opposite. Well as in hyper. That's Suga or Yoongi. He is the mad producer. He's a nerd when it comes to mixing the music up but we need it. And this over here is Jin. He is the mario cart master. And since you like cracking jokes too well Jin loves jokes. I mean we like his jokes a lot but he makes jokes a lot. And he repeats them. But I still appreciate them."

You listened to Namjoon as he walked you around the room in a circle. Took in each name yet you already knew because you've been listening to their music for a while. But meeting all of them. They are a lot more down to earth than you thought.

"Hey Y/N! How come we've never met you until now? Like Taehyung has been talking about you for the past few months. And every time we ask him he brushes it off." Hoseok asks. You hesitate to answer.

"Well-  I-  you see I didn't want to rush to meet his friends because Tae and I don't really hang out that much. And I mean we are just friends. I guess I was nervous meeting all of you. I know it's crazy. Being an army and then becoming friends with Tae was crazy to me at first. And meeting all of you was just something I wasn't something I was ready for. With my anxiety and all. But you guys seem really down to earth and genuinely nice people." They all listen to you and you just stand next to Namjoon feeling so small and out of place until you feel a hand on your back. You jump and turn and it's Tae. You sigh.

"Why don't you tell them that joke you told me on our way up here? I know Namjoon and Jin might get it." You smile at Tae and you proceed to retell the joke you said when you both were on your way to the studio. And then you look around as everyone tries to figure the joke out. Then you hear a burst of laughter coming from Jin. He sounded like windshield wipers when he laughed. And he started saying. "The road haha one for the road! And he had the road! Ahhhhh such a good one haha"

You felt accomplished. Someone other than you laughed at your joke.

And that was the day we met.

The Love

You have been dating Jin for few weeks now. You finally came out to all of the members separately. All of their reactions were kind. And as expected not all of them knew exactly what to think of it. None of them asked too many invasive questions. Some of them were really quiet about it all yet they did care and made sure they didn't comment on it all the time.

You were cooking some sort of food you found on the internet that you thought would be interesting to try.

Jin came up behind you and gave you a hug from the back. He was so tall compared to you but you still loved back hugs. You looked up at him as he leaned down to give you a peck on your lips.

"So what are you making handsome?"

"Just something I found on Pintrest. I thought it looked good and I had the stuff so...."

You go back to cooking and you feel Jin's sweet gaze on you. You get a little tense before asking, "Do you want to help or are you just going to keep staring?"

"What do you need help with?" Jin asks.  You think for a second then you say, "Well you could set the table. Unless you are thinking about eating in the living room again."

After you utter those words Jin starts taking the plates you have in the cupboards. He placed them perfectly on the table grabbing your favorite chopsticks and his personal favorite and placing them in there proper places. "Done!" you say really excitedly.

You both eat the masterpiece you prepared. He eats how he usually did commenting on all of the flavors and the food groans. He is such a noisy eater but you love it so much. He takes in every detail of the food.

"So what movie? It's your turn to pick," you ask Jin.

"It doesn't really matter. You pick. It's your apartment."  So you just grabbed one and put it in. You didn't understand why he was being like that. He usually always wants to pick a movie.

You both sit next to each other and you get really nervous. Jin is just staring at you. Not in a bad way, but he's definitely staring. You just try to focus on the movie. Jin glances at the movie a few times but doesn't stop staring at you. You gulp and feel your hands getting all sweaty. You scoot closer to Jin and now you both are touching. You can hear your heart in your ears. Every beat a little faster than the last.

Jin reached and intertwined his fingers in yours. You lossen up a little. Jin lays his head in the crook of your neck right on your shoulder. He was so warm. Then you felt something wet on your neck. He was kissing your neck. And you could hear your heart again. He bit your neck a little and then blew on it. The cool air made you shiver. Then he went back at making marks on your neck. You were completely still. You were either in shock or just really nervous but either way you sort of liked it.

Jin started breathing hot breath on your ear and he whispered, "Y/N are you okay? I will stop if you want me to."  

"No it's not that. We've just never done anything. And I feel we should talk about it before we do anything," you say with shaky breath. "So lets talk," Jin says as he moves away from your neck.

"Well first you know how I feel about anatomy words. Just say down there and chest if you want to talk about it." you say to him. He listens and then says,  "Okay. But what about when we go further are you gonna top or bottom or are we just gonna have to see?"

"We're probably gonna have to see. I mean if I am a top I have things if you're okay with it." you say to him. "Oh you mean toys. I have a few but that's no problem. I would let you top me any day." Jin says. Jin starts to blush and looks away. "I didn't mean that. Well I did but. Sorry. It's just not something I talk about a lot."

You grab Jin's face and turn it back towards you. You leave a sweet kiss, then you say, "I'd top you any day too. But it is uncomfortable talking about at first but as soon as we know each other's boundaries we can bond. And do other stuff." You wiggle your eyebrows at him. He starts laughing and you both giggle.

You take Jin by the hand and lead him to your room. "This is where the magic is going to happen," you say as you push him on your bed. "Aggressive much?" Jin teases. You just shake your head as you start kissing Jin.

Your tongue starts tracing his lips until he opens his mouth more so you can travel every corner of his mouth. Soft moans escape each of you as your kiss goes on.

You break the kiss to take a breath then start kissing down his neck. Biting in places leaving marks of where you've been. Jin throws his head back in pleasure. Moans escape his lips as you travel farther down his collarbone. Your hands grip the bottom of his shirt and you start taking it off leaving his bare chest out in the open. Your fingers trail up and down this chest touching every inch of skin softly and slowly taking in every detail of his body. Jin gasps with the touch of your finger tips trailing his exposed skin.

[gqmf-bangtanmama]

Kim Namjoon x Male Reader (Platonic)

Disclaimer:  *Some of my fanfic will be “??? x Female Reader” others will be “??? x Male Reader.” As I hope to continue to write different scenarios, I will switch up the member x reader pairings.

*None of the gifs are mine.

Scenario:  You defend/save them from problematic or sasaeng fans.

You were washing your hands in the restroom sink when a man ran in and went to a stall and slammed it closed. Not unusual; this was after all a place to attend to urgent matters. What was unusual was that in the mirror you could see that the man had immediately stepped up onto the toilet seat; like he was hiding.

“Dude, is everything okay? Should I be worried?” Thoughts cycling through all the worst possible scenarios from natural disaster, terrorist attack or alien invasion.

“Nah, man.” a deep voice answered. “You don’t have anything to worry about. Security is on their way to get me.”

Not much of an explanation but okay. You grabbed a few towels to dry your hands and opened the bathroom door and saw  a group of about 5 girls/women. 

“Excuse me,” you said, hoping to get past them.

But you heard Girl #1 say, “We should just go in. He has no where else to go and we can get our selfies,” and you stepped back into the doorway. You can’t believe what you are hearing.

“We can’t go into the men’s bathroom,’ Girl #2 argued. 

“Those trans people do it, why can’t we?” the group laughed.

You scoffed, “Are you serious? Setting aside the whole transgender bathroom rights debate. It is very distasteful to use that as a justification for sexual harassment.”

“Sexual Harassment?” Girl #3 asked

“We’re girls …. It’s not sexual harassment.” Girl #4 piped in.

“You are stalking a guy in the bathroom where everyone should have an expectation of privacy. How is that not sexual harassment?”

“How about you mind your business!” Girl # 2 said turning to her friends.

“He knew what he signed up for when he became an idol,” Girl # 1 said.

Immediately your eyes landed on their clothing and saw that it was all BTS merch. Your mind connected all the dots; the deep voice in the bathroom and quick glimpse of a face you caught in the mirror as he’d ran past.

Kim Namjoon was hiding in the bathroom. 

Hopefully the security he said was coming was close.

“So he’s ‘asking for it?’” you said. “The more you talk, the worse you make this sound.”

“No one asked for your opinion or judgement” #1 said. “Just get out of here and leave us alone.”

“I’m not going anywhere until security get here.”

“Security?” #5 said. 

“Yeah,” you answered. “Probably police, too”

“That seems a bit extreme.” # 2 said.

“Well, that’s what happens to sasaengs.”

“We’re not sasaengs!” # 4 and #5 exclaimed while #3 gasped and covered her face.

“You are stalking an idol in a public bathroom. Are you that unaware? You are the definition of sasaengs!”

“I knew this was a bad idea.” #3 said to # 4 and 5. “We just wanted a picture, not for RM to hate us.” 

“You can’t forget that idols are people too.” you said to the three girls.”He’s probably so scared; I’m scared of you guys a bit and you’re not even looking for me.”

“Let’s go,” the friends said to one another. “If he comes out tell him we’re sorry.” The three girls leave together but Girls #1 and 2 don’t budge.

“Well, I’m not leaving until he comes out.” #1 said.

“And I’m not leaving until security gets here.” The two girls try to go past you and you gripped the door frame as hard as you can to block them. 

“Hey!” You heard a shout down the hall and see security guards and police running towards you. The girls ran away the moment they heard them.

You sighed in relief and nearly fell as the door behind you opened. Kim Namjoon grabed you under arms keeping you upright. 

“Thanks,” Namjoon says. “I have no idea what would have happened if they got in.”

“I’m glad I could help,” You stayed a few more minutes as security asked you to identify the 2 ring leaders of the group and learned that they had followed Namjoon before. In thanks, the staff and Namjoon offered you 4 tickets to that night’s concert. When he caught sight of you in the audience he reached over from the stage to high five you.

NAMJOON / JIN / SUGA / J-HOPE / JIMIN / V / JUNGKOOK 

MASTERLIST

[bts-fantasy]

Masterlist

Imagines

Jungkook

Expiration Date

When it comes to you

Same Time, Same Place

Honest

Only Fools Fall For You

Because I Had You

Jimin

A Park Date

First Award Show

A Great Help

Señorita

Enough For You

Hard to Face Reality

Hangover

Taehyung

A day with Kim Taehyung

The Perfect Family

A Lifetime Together

As Long As You Love Me

Angels & Demons 1 / 2

Liar 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12

Taehyung in Paris

Hoseok

Coffee dates with Jung Hoseok

Honeymoon

Fight for you

Love me back

Anyone

I‘m Fine

If You Love Me Let Me Go

Yoongi

Food is always the Answer

It‘s too late

Vanished

Work Colleagues

The Boy Next Door:

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13

Waking Up With You

Namjoon

Walks with Kim Namjoon

Rain

How I fell for you

Library Love

The Fake Date

Seokjin

Confession 

Still Love You

The King & His Queen

Favorite Song

I‘ve seen you in my dreams

Polaroid

OT7

Taking photos of your boyfriend 

Jungkook 

Taehyung

Jimin

Seokjin

Namjoon

Hoseok

Yoongi

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BTS Reaction to their children being Transgender

Birthday with Bangtan

Request Your Own Imagine

First Kiss

There’s no place I‘d rather be

Do It Again

Shy Lovers

Song Request Game

Talk to Me

Kookie with the Sunflower

The Notes

Yoonmin

The Devil‘s Addict

Taekook

The Beauty and the Beast

Would You Still Love Me The Same

Taehyung/Jungkook x Reader (ongoing)

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🌸✨FANART✨🌸

[pretty-turtle-yoongs-blog]

BTS x Male reader tag

Whenever I write something that’s not a fanfiction (basicallyth things I’ve been doing the past few days) just know they are MALE reader, I wrote them with the reader being based on me and I am a gay man so like yeah it’s a Male reader x BTS thing, I usually try and stay gender neutral but if I ever do upload one of them with a female pronoun please tell me becaus it’s an auto correct or something that wasn’t supposed to be there, it hasn’t happened yet but I’m scared it will because I am also transgender ftm so ike yeah I hate to refer to myself as female and thanks for reading this, have a good day!:)