#the skirt was a pair of jeans i edited but everything else is from scratch

[temmiemonomae]

It's my birthday!!!

I made the whole alphet cept the shoes

[tiaragqueen]

Tiger By The Tail

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Kim Taehyung x Gardener!Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,5k+

✂ Trigger Warning: Obsessiveness, possessiveness, implied death

✂ This story is fictional and for amusement only. I don't believe any of the members would do this in real life. As always, thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day!

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"The taste of love is sweet. When hearts like ours meet, I fell for you like a child. Oh, but the fire went wild.” - Ring Of Fire [Johnny Cash]

     A human’s desire knows no bounds.

     It was a fact that Taehyung used to deny when he first laid his eyes on you.

     You were a young woman; having been fired from your recent job and short on money. You didn’t have any particular skills, yet by some pure luck, you managed to land yourself as a new gardener in Kim's estate. It was laborious work, but the payment was worth it. As expected from the prestigious Kim family. Moreover, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so you’d be a fool to miss it.

     Due to your inexperience in gardening, you were prone to small accidents like scratching on a thorn or spraying your shirt with the hose. You weren't necessarily a klutz, as told by his butler when he recounted your interview.

     However, Taehyung was well aware that he was the cause of your sudden clumsiness. Or rather, paranoia.

     Taehyung had been watching you since your very first day of working through the window of his room; initially intrigued with the new addition in his house. Although he might seem aloof and indifferent, Taehyung still paid attention to his staff. He was, after all, the oldest son of the Kim family. Sooner or later, he would replace his father as the head of the family. If he was ignorant of his own servants, then how would he be a good leader for the employees later? Never mind that he wasn't particularly fond of his father's decision, but tradition is a tradition.

     Yet the fact how you were still oblivious to his figure that kept standing behind the glass like a watchman was surprising and amusing at the same time.

     But Taehyung was a straightforward man. He was never the dreamer, nor was he taught to be one. He was the doer; the one who actively made decisions. He wasn't the one who 'go with the flow'. He was the maker of his destiny.

     Taehyung needed to see you in person; to stand and breathe in the same air as yours. It was funny how he seemed to be worshipping the ground you walked on when he could have any other woman with a flick of his fingers. He had the perfect face to make them drop their skirts off and the covetable wealth. Besides, you were just as plain – even unnoticeable – like the rest of his servants.

     But of course, he had a tunnel-like vision when it came to you.

     Ah, the effect of love at first sight... Something that he used to scoff at for its silliness.

     This unquenchable desire was what prompted him to approach you for the first time after weeks of observing and wondering. Noticing and studying every little quirk you consciously and unconsciously did. Wishing and daydreaming about the future that included you, him, a couple of kids, a cozy house in the countryside, and a pet or two. You could even plant some plants if you wanted, or trying your hands in simple farming.

     And God, he didn’t regret his choice one bit. The prelude of the many encounters to come.

     Even though you wore a green apron over a plain white shirt and blue jeans, there was something remarkably attractive to you. The way your bare face – free from any makeup he was used to seeing in his everyday life – was sweaty, you still looked ethereal. Like an angel that descended from Heaven just to bless his sight with her beauty alone.

     “Hello,” he spoke up with his deep voice that never failed to surprise anyone, including you. You clumsily dropped the hose that you used to water the plants and bowed.

     “G-good afternoon.” you stuttered. It wasn’t until you noticed just who had personally come to see you until you stood with mouth agape like a fish out of the water. Taehyung was no stranger to such expression, but to see you act like that was strangely endearing. It made him feel... proud.

     It wasn’t as if he was planning to impress you either, yet he still felt happy for some reason.

     "You'll catch a fly if you keep opening your mouth like that." he teased. An indescribable warmth spread across his chest when you blushed and looked away bashfully. Just as he predicted you to.

     Ever since that day, Taehyung had taken the time in his busy schedule to get to know this amazing woman that had captivated him. He learned that you were fired for exposing the company’s secrets, despite your fruitless attempts in defending yourself. It wasn’t until a few days later that your boss finally captured the real culprit, and had issued a formal apology to you. You’d forgiven them, regardless of the tiny resentment that still lingered, but refused their offer to work for them again.

     Although Taehyung was exasperated with the unfair treatment you’d received - how did they just blame you for such a cruel crime without proof? - your rejection had eased his burning anger. Taehyung discreetly relaxed, satisfied with your decision. How could he not? Had you accept their proposal, then surely he wouldn’t be able to meet you. And that was something he couldn’t and refused to imagine.

     You also told him a bit about your past - after days of insistent coaxing from him; you didn't know why he was so adamant about learning it - like your mother’s illnesses, for example. It broke his heart when he saw your eyes teared up a little at the mention of her laying in bed, tended by your siblings. Through this revelation, Taehyung could see the exhaustion that sagged your eyelids or the occasional glaze in your beautiful irises.

     You were exhausted, both mentally and physically.

     Taehyung bit his lower lip. Why didn't he notice this before? He felt like a terrible boyfriend now...

     In an attempt to 'fix' his mistake, Taehyung offered you a job as his secretary with double payment. You were honestly tempted to take it – with such a high salary, you could pay the hospital bills quicker – but something in you had prevented you from doing that. Although you admitted that you felt a bit paranoid lately, you didn’t know if you were ready to take on such a huge responsibility.

     Or maybe you were just lying to yourself because really, there was something suspicious from him. Sure, he was nice and all, but this little voice inside your head kept telling you to watch out for him. And frankly, his presence alone always made your nerves skyrocketed despite him regularly accompanying you.

     But of course, you being you, ignored all the little hints until it was too late.

     It was one gloomy day when Taehyung noticed a silver ring on your finger. Particularly the ring finger. You told him, with a small yet jubilant smile in your face, that you were happily engaged. Taehyung fell silent, speechless with the answer despite having been dreading it beforehand. You were his girlfriend after all, and obviously, he wasn't prepared to hear that kind of response.

     But if there was one important thing he learned from being a businessman aside from the boring stuff, was that you couldn’t always wear your emotions on the sleeves. And Taehyung did exactly just that.

     He smiled the same boxy smile and congratulated you, paying no heed to your surprised countenance. Only those who look deep into his eyes would notice the hidden and dark intent behind his so-called 'support'.

     In the next few days, you came to work bleary-eyed. You made a lot of mistakes more than usual, and you were sensitive to even the slightest scold from the butler. Taehyung, noticing your depressing mood, pulled you aside, and gently asked the reason. You couldn’t even say more than three words before you broke down in his embrace, the reality of your fiancé being dead becoming too much for you to bear. Taehyung happily accepted the inevitable breakdown and cooed comforting words into your ears.

     You were so vulnerable; so deep in grief until you missed the tiny smirk that graced his exotic features. Or the brief beeping sound that notified him about the successful mission of killing a certain man.

     But Taehyung didn’t care. As long as he had you in his arms - caressing your messy hair like this - nothing else mattered anymore.

     To hell with sins and guilt. You were the love of his life. His soulmate. You were lucky that his love was the only thing that prevented him from forcing you to watch your fiancé's horrifying torture.

      Because Kim Taehyung was cruel like that. His mysteriously handsome face disguised a wicked man, willing to do anything it takes to make the love of his life as his.

     At least, you could learn to love him now. Even if you didn't, then he would have no problem threatening you to stop paying for your mother's hospital bills, essentially killing her with stress and deteriorating health. Or even guilt-tripping you for everything he'd done for you.

     Whichever worked the best.

     Outside, the sun finally showed herself in the overcast sky after she went into rather long hiding.

[jae-daddy]

Please [2](M)

Jaebum Smut Two-Parter  Three-Parter one / two / three / epilogue

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader Genre: Smut, Angst Plot: You want Jaebum to fuck you warning: choking, teasing, hair-pulling, really sweet af dirty-talk, horrible writing, the works of the devil a/n: im writing this and im not sure if i should be turned on by this dirty talk or fucking cry. but, i hope y’all like this nasty.

hi, so i’m a failure who writes too much bullshit. I was going to delete this, but then though fuck it and now this is a three-parter... hope you enjoy the actual smut in the next part! don’t hate me, i’m soz. hope y’all enjoy. part three coming soon! I promise!

There was something in the way Jaebum looked at you. His beautiful brown eyes that always managed to take your breath away looked at you with so much admiration and desire that your head turned hazy. His eyes stared at you with love and caution, yet the flames of desire and lust raged brighter than anything else, leaving you restless. 

Jaebum’s warm hands wandered from underneath your skirt, and lightly touched your stomach. HIs hands skimming the curve around your hips that you always felt were a little too pudgy. HIs fingers bit into your waist, leaving marks as proof for tomorrow morning.

Every little thing Jaebum did was glazed in with so much intensity,  that it stole your breath more and more with every passing second

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Jaebum whispered, his harsh breath falling on your lips. “You have no idea how hard I want to fuck you y/n. You don’t know how much I want you, love you.”

Jaebum’s lips gently landed on the curve below your jawline, as tears prickled your eyes. 

With Jaebum everything felt like a dream. A land you had trespassed into and did not belong in. Everything he does and says makes you feel so light in your scared it frightens you; you have no idea what you would do without him. You know as certain as the passing time that you were in love with Jaebum, and you would always love him. 

“I love you too,” you told Jaebum, making him chuckle against your skin. His breath raspberrying over your neck, raising goosebumps over your skin. 

He moved back as he peered into your eyes, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, softly, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. Everything about Jaebum made your tummy flip; even his nervousness had you lose your sanity. 

You nodded, as you pressed your lips against his for a moment. You leaned back, meeting his eyes with a stunning smile, that made him go crazy. 

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered before his lips fell on yours. The kiss slow at first, slowly deepening, getting harsher and more demanding with every passing second. “Promise me you won’t leave me after this?”

You let out a little giggle, before sobering up once you saw the fear in his eyes.

Jaebum really believed that once you witnessed how insane you drive him, with no need to hold back, you would leave him. He was terrified you’ d think of him as a pervert, as a monster, who hurt you and only wanted you for your body. 

“I want this.” You breathed, as you pulled your top off; you trusted Jaebum with your life. You wanted to see all of Jaebum, with nothing hidden away. 

Your breasts peeked through the lace of your bra, making Jaebum lose his patience. “I promise I want this Jaebum; I’m sure. I love you.”

A wide smile spreading across your face as you saw Jaebum relax. You jumped on Jaebum as the last words left; your lips yearningly kissing Jaebum, as your limbs wrapped around him, pulling him closer. 

Jaebum pushed you both against the wall, a gasp leaving your lips, as Jaebum let out a groan from the back of his throat. 

Jaebum’s body pressed you onto the wall, as he settled between your legs. HIs hips grinded against you, driving you up the wall with each stroke getting harder and higher; your heaving breasts, now, just below Jaebum’s chin. 

The heat of Jaebum’s skin pressed flush against yours; your core rubbing against the Jaebum’s bulging jeans through the frail fabric of your panties. Your fingers lost in his dark locks, as the other hungrily held onto his back. 

Jaebum tugged away from you, placing your legs back on the ground, as his fingers began playing with the edge of your panties. 

“Jae,” you gasped, as your felt his cold fingers slip under the fabric. Jaebum’s lips moved to your neck; biting, nipping and licking, doing everything to leave you a mess. 

Jaebum hummed as his fingers dipped into your folds. 

“Fuck, babe,” he chuckled darkly. “So fucking wet.” His thumb grazed your clit, making you let out a lewd moan, as you threw your head back against the solid wall. 

“Do you like that, princess?” Jaebum blew into your ear raspily. His thumb moving in slow circular motions, as his middle finger rimmed around your entrance. 

“Oh god, yes,” You nodded biting your lip to hold in the cry of absolute delight. 

Jaebum had touched you before, but never like this. He never touched you to make you feel something other than pleasure. Tonight Jaebum was planning to ruin you with pure ecstasy. 

He wanted you weak and wrecked, as you muttered his name over and over again. 

“Please, Jae,” you purred, as you felt your core being to throb with need. 

You had never felt anything like this before. You never felt so needy, almost as if you were already on your high and all you needed was Jaebum’s touch to make you go wild. 

Jaebum removed your panties before his hands lingered on your ass. His large hands fondling with your soft cheeks, as he pulled you against his bulge. His teeth sinking into your neck, making moan as another spark of pleasure danced up your spine. 

His fingers slipped into your folds from behind, his middle finger titillating your bud of nerves, as his thumb gently dipped into your pussy. 

“Fuck,” you moaned, unable to hold it back anymore, as your head fell against Jaebum’s shoulder. 

“Oh my god,” you cried, as his other hand lands on your ass sharply. His hand remained there, soothingly caressing your cheek, before spanking it again. 

Your body jolted at the sensation, as your body fell against Jaebum. 

“Is this alright?” Jaebum whispered into your ear. Before you could tell him how good it felt, you felt your orgasm building up inside you. Your nails bit into Jaebum’s forearms, as his fingers began working faster. 

“Fuck,” you groaned, hiding your face into the crook of his neck.

Just as you were about to feel the sensation take over you, Jaebum ripped away from, letting you sink to the floor. 

You remained seated for a few seconds, completely dazed before you met his shimmering dark eyes. 

“You okay?” Jaebum smirked at you as you huffed at him angrily. 

“Why’d you do that? I was so close?” You whined, making Jaebum chuckle at you as he sank to the floor, in front of you.

“Did I ever tell you how adorable you are when you are mad?” He pecked your lips making you glare at him. Before you could fight him even more, his lips captured yours once again, kissing you slowly and deeply. 

Jaebum filled the hole that lived inside you since the day you were born, you felt. There was always something missing in your life. Even when you stood on a mountain peak in Hawaii welcoming the rising the sun, you felt a sort of emptiness in your heart. But every moment with Jaebum felt complete; he filled your heart with his warm glowing sunshine; its cosy golden haze making you feel whole happiness. 

You smiled into the kiss and felt Jaebum do the same. 

Jaebum’s hands settled on your waist, bringing your body flush against him as he lightly bit your lips. 

You gasped in surprise, making Jaebum chuckle in return, before showering puppy kisses all over your face. 

“You’re becoming soft again,” you giggled. 

“Well I can’t help it when you’re so adorable,” he booped your nose, making your smile deflated. 

You pushed Jaebum back before climbing onto his lap. You ran your hands over his shoulders before, lifting his black shirt off his body. Your lips trailed down his chest; your hands and lips running over his velvety skin. You lightly scratched your nails against him making him groan. 

“I don’t want to be adorable, Jaebum,” you told him, lowly, before biting his earlobe. “I want to be sexy.”

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