#HIGHEST POSSIBLE HONOR

[canisalbus]

For some reason, I was always under the impression that Machete (through various misfortunes and happenstance) just sort of... BECAME a priest - I wasn't aware that be actually WANTED to be one :0 what was his reasoning for that line of work? I mean, I guess growing up in and around the church might foster an interest, but...?

Well, priests were held in extremely high regard at the time. Apart from nobility who had the benefit of proper education, they were usually the only people who were literate, and being able to read was a massive advantage. Social classes were extremely rigid, if you were born a peasant you died a peasant and so on. But if you managed to join the clergy, had luck on your side and didn't do abysmal job, you might be able to ascend to a higher status, accumulate more wealth and live reasonably comfortably regardless of your origins (to my understanding the main reason people didn't choose this path to escape poverty and hardship was because of the literacy requirement. I've read that some village priests could only write their name and memorized everything else, but for the most part you had to be able to write, read and speak at least passable Latin). Committing crimes against men of God was a severe offence, more so than regular laypeople, and (at leasts in some eras and places) priests themselves couldn't be tried in regular courts and had their own ecclesiastical courts instead, all of this made clergy kind of a protected class.

Machete spent his early childhood in a monastery, after his parents left him there (he was sickly and his family was stretched thin and couldn't care for him anymore. Before orphanages monasteries sometimes housed orphans and foundlings until they were old enough to be apprenticed). He grew up in a strongly religious environment so a certain sense of spirituality and fear of God was ingrained in him from early age. He was a quiet, meek, punctual and polite kid, and because he didn't like to play outside and was so well behaved, he was allowed inside the scriptorium and the library. He was inquisitive and very fascinated by books so the monks taught him to read, and when they commented he'd make a good priest he was instantly entranced with the idea. He wasn't interested in preaching, but if there was a chance he could be safe and respected, even regarded as holy, he felt he had to do everything in his power to attain that. Sure he was sort of guided and trained towards that goal all along, but he also genuinely thought it was something that would give his existence meaning and significance, after being discarded by his birth family and feeling vague worthlessness and lack of belonging ever since.

#he sort of tunnel visioned to this thing he viewed as the highest form of honor #he endured the grueling apprenticeship and the long days in the university thinking it would all be rewarded once he got ordained #if he was a good little priest surely Heavenly Father would love him #answered #roxirinart #Machete #Vaschete lore #I'm not a historian so take everything I say with a grain of salt #it's entirely possible I might be misremembering stuff despite my best efforts

[billford-dump]

SOMEONE WROTE A THING BASED ON MY GOD BILL AU!!!! LOOK AT IT!!!!!!!!

Only just found out about it today and it has made my entire WEEK, it was such a delight to wake up and see this! It expands a bit on the Bill searching for sources of old worship post (link) in a way that I personally think is very neat and I really enjoyed reading it!

#god bill cipher #literally the highest honor it is possible to receive #im not the greatest at reviews but i am looking at you with hearts in my eyes and wiggling happily

[creative-clawmarks]

Your post of V1 and V2 meeting is what convinced me to play ultrakill, and now it's my most played game (even over gmod!) You have done this to me. How could you? (Thank you)

And thus, I claim another victim.

(you're welcome)

#this is the highest possible honor

[supercantaloupe]

FUCKING SOBBING. i leave my group chat alone for like three hours to sing a choir concert and when i come back someone's turned themself into anti-sasha for april fool's

#this is the highest honor and praise i could possibly achieve. #sasha speaks #fave

[nonconstories]

Someday, I will buckle down and write my sexy monster fucking version of King Lindworm, where the prince stays at least semi-dragonfied. But see, I'm torn. Do I make the monster prince cis and he's semi-dragonfied from the wedding night, and now he's just the heir to throne and also a traumatized, aggressive monster boy married to a Very Weird peasant girl who's THE FUTURE QUEEN NOW and also yeah she's kind of a witch and oh by the way the prince is VERY MUCH not a regular person and oh by the way you know all those princesses he ate? Yeah their dads are like mad.

Or

OR

Is he only called 'the prince' because dragons are all intersex and their gender is always self-selected? Is his human form female and the peasant girl actually does complete the ritual and EVERYONE is surprised? And the king and queen just chuck their new 'princess' in a dungeon to rot out of sight and send peasant-queen home to her goddamn mill like you didn't see shit and she's like actually no I am angry AND fearless AND very horny for dragons and her trans dragon husband is all I WILL break out of here I WILL learn the magic it takes to get my real body back I WILL find my wife and the human prince is sweating goddamn bullets as Deranged Peasant Witch and Deranged Trans Dragon Prince and Idiot Moron Queen are all plotting different plots and several of these plots end with him dead.

#Juliet the Swift is a fairy by blood and a witch by learning and a Grim by trade and she is owed a debt #she took binding vows of marriage and performed a dangerous ritual risking her life for a kingdom that she does not belong to #she did this because it was the right thing to do and she honored her word to the highest possible degree #and now those owing the debt are NOT doing the right thing at all and will not give what is hers by right and might #she does not think is owed a crown or a throne or a title #merely her husband (and all that might come with him) #Sollen is just angry #Sollen was born angry and Sollen has lived angry and Sollen knows he will die angry #he does not know what he wants nor does he cared what he is owed #he knows the hunt he knows pursuit he knows blood and combat and speed and survival #and he will not survive this dungeon he will not survive this renewed horror they seek to punish him with #at birth they hurled him into the deep dark forest to die and he grew strong there and he returned to his spawning ground #like a fucking salmon #and he is too Angry to give up here #Prince Kasper is hiding in the belfry leave him alone

[clowntainment]

that stupid sad cat poem makes me spoil my cats rotten

#stupid as the highest honor descriptor possible #I can't explain that I love them to them so they get to have bacon off my plate in the morning and to wander around in the basement at nigh

[brad-bakshi-loves-bugs]

hey there!! as someone who loves writing (but never posts) but hates reading OOC fics, i need your advice, if you're willing!

how do you find that pocket of in-character, while still fitting the storyline?

sorry if this sounds delirious and jumbled. I really admire your writing and wafwaf :)

okay, this is going to sound absolutely ridiculous and I have NEVER told anyone this before EVER, and I have no idea if this is something other people do or if im just a fucked up human being, but here me out:

so basically. I roleplay with myself. like, I spend a lot of time alone (which is fine im just a Huge Introvert) and I get bored easily, so when I was a lot younger I would just pretend to be my favorite characters from media and then when I was alone id talk and act like them and pretend to talk to the other characters in their universe. it helped me flesh out their backstories and behaviors, and with the added bonus that it gave my young ADHD brain something to do that wasn't destructive in any way. so like. it's kind of like larping, because im somewhat acting out what im roleplaying, but im not dressing up and it's just me, alone, pacing around my house. in hindsight it IS kind of pathetic and maybe I should tell my therapist about it, but if there's one thing you should know about me it's that I do NOT like being me and so I pretend to be other people as an escape.

well. in doing so, naturally, im going to get better at acting out the mannerisms of each character. and by that point, if you can act it out, then you can write it out. im very much a visual learner, so being able to picture the exact gestures and expressions each character would make while they talk etc helps SO much with writing! and sometimes I even take notes about specific mannerisms I notice while im watching the show (like brad frequently interrupting people, david's voice cracking when he's upset, etc), so that I can reference them while im writing to make sure I stay in character. I also watch a lot of youtube compilations from the show, so even if im not going back and rewatching the whole series, im still exposed to their distinct behaviors and speaking methods. it REALLY helps to just pick one or two characters at a time and study them exclusively, because you tend to notice a lot more about a specific character if your entire focus is on them.

now, could I write ian, or rachel, or poppy well? probably not, because I dont pay attention to their mannerisms when they're on screen since theyre not characters im personally invested in. but when david and especially brad are on screen, you can bet your ass im studying every tiny detail and change in their expression and tone, so that I can recreate that in my writing as necessary. my goal is that people will be able to recognize each character I write with exclusively dialogue and zero names mentioned. like, let me give an example:

"Hey man, did you get that report I sent you earlier?"

"Wh- uh, what report? I didn't get a report. Are you sure you-"

"Yes, I'm sure I sent it."

"Oh. Well then I'll, um, I'll check my email again. Are you sure you sent it to my work email?"

"Well I didn't send it to [email protected], if that's what you're asking."

"Oh, okay. I'll, uh- I'll get back to you on that report then I guess."

"Thanks."

see? now obviously the email kind of gave away one of the speakers, but hopefully it was more apparent as the dialogue progressed that the first speaker was brad and the responder was david. because david stutters a lot and uses a completely unnecessary amount of filler words when he talks, so he's pretty easy to write! and brad (typically) doesn't talk excessively, so it's common for him to give short responses only a few words in length. I basically write brad like he's perpetually fed up with everyone around him, because that seems most in character to me based on what I see in the show! lots of eye rolling, groaning, and frowning.

my goal in writing is for people to be able to visualize the characters saying what I write for them as if it's quoted directly from the show. now, im not going to claim to always succeed at that, but being able to hyperfixate on these characters helps a lot! so does reading other in-character fanfics, because it's sometimes tough to convert tv show acting into writing. luckily, at least in most fandoms, other people have already done it for you!

whenever im writing, especially when it comes to dialogue, im always picturing the characters in my head. I'm seeing the way their expressions shift, the way their hands gesticulate, the path they walk when theyre moving. im hearing them say the dialogue im writing in their voices, which probably makes me sound absolutely insane but im like 90% sure it's just my ADHD so dont worry! being able to see and hear the characters helps SO much, and I wouldn't write half as well without that skill.

im sorry this turned into such a long ramble! everyone has their own methods of figuring out characters, but roleplaying with myself, visualizing the characters, and studying the show helps me immeasurably.

as an aside, im always happy to beta stuff and check to see if it sounds in-character, and offer pointers/edits for anything that sounds too ooc! I've totally been there before, and obviously im not perfect, but I enjoy helping where I can and at this point ill do pretty much anything to help get more mq fics out in the world LOL

#mythic quest #wafwaf #we are fleeting we are feeling #fanfiction #tay rambles #asks answered #writing advice #wow a new tag! #thank you so much for this ask anon genuinely #asking me of all people for writing advice is like. the highest honor you could possibly bestow upon me #im awful at giving advice but I hope this helps at all! #and if not I hope this helps at least one person reading this

[nebuladreamz]

you reposted the same thing like 5 times r u ok??

No ❤️

#nebula answers #i've been watching it on loop so many times #it feels fucking insane in the best way possible #like!!!! my ocs are cool enough to someone they make a whole ass ANIMATIC for them!!!!! #that is the highest honor i could ever dream of and choco fucking DELIVERED #just. #god #it means a lot to me and i WILL be subjecting everyone to it

[blightcd]

if it ever comes across to you guys that i think loghain loved maric more than as a friend/romantically- good because i do

#🩸 / why are u always talkin about another man huh ?🤨 #🩸 / why are u always placing him on the highest pedestal possible like hes a god 🤨? #🩸 / theyre both gay ur honor i make the old men gay here #🩸 / gay as an umbrella term ofc bc i view them both as bi #🩸 ooc / 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳

[boyfriendyke]

my favorite past time is hitting characters i like with the pinoyification beam .

#currently aiming it at trigun characters rn #specifically meryl. shes SOOO pinay to me. somethin bout her #ALSO hitting wolfwood w the beam. just cuz im pinoy and i like him. also since he's like uber catholic or somethin itd make sense #getting new fave characters like. i will bestow you the highest possible honor (headcanoning you as filipino) #jc.txt #OK I LOOKED IT UP CUZ I WAS CURIOUS #N MERYLS LIKE 4'11" APPARENTLY ?? THATS LITERALLY HOW TALL MY MOM IS ASDKLAJKF

[babylonbirdmeat]

I am so pessimistic about ScarViol but Rute and Octave are both huge Volcarona fans and they are being so tenderly and lovingly fed

#How big of a Volcarona fan is Octave you ask? #They deemed it the only creature worthy of having its wings photoshopped onto Alice Glass #And like association with Alice is highest possible honor #Butcher time

[brawn-gp]

slint, kanye west, stromae

ohhh a bit pretentious... i love it... and because the venn diagram of stromae fans and lewis fans is a circle, i'd say lewis

tell me (on anon) your three/five favorite artists atm and i’ll tell you who i think your favorite driver is

#i say pretentious with the highest possible honor btw #music taste ask game

[sourcerey]

wip. kind of regretting deciding to paint this tbh but whatever

#i bestow upon jason my highest honor: dramatic fanart. possibly even with song lyric caption. we'll see

[noxtivagus]

HELP HSFJDAJSK my friend dmed me abt that dude again 🤭

#tag later #they are so cute....... #he's sending songs to her that reminds him of her . oh my god #N ALL OF THEM TALK ABT LOVE.... WAHH #prince charming n sleeping beauty oh my god #THEIR PET NAMES FOR EACH OTHER R SO CUTE #i love hearing stuff abt them but oh my god #NAH I'M AN OVERSEER OF LOVE FR i'll cheer my friends on 🥺 <3 #nah i just need to continue reminding myself that i need to focus on my studies #consistent honor student n i'm in stem n. i'm smart. i need to make the most use of that n do my best in school #i need to aim for the highest i can. i can definitely get into the two colleges/uni idk that i have my eyes on in my country #but i shld definitely try for other countries as well yeah. if i get a scholarship then that's definitely possible #i'm most likely going to be a doctor when i'm older but there's still a lot of things i'd like to work on as well #so i need to continue improving myself. yes. i need to do a lot better than what i'm doing right now #wait i started writing this post an hour ago or so idk i can't rmber anymore the other things i wanted to say #🥺 these two aren't dating ~~yet~~ but they're so affectionate n you can really tell they love each other #i'm really happy for her bcs ik they really click well together #they only met earlier this year hehe but i'm rlly happy that she's found someone that's so openly fond of her #i'm not v close w the guy she's talking to but it rlly does seem like he's fond of her so that's really nice <3 #hmmm #it's rlly cute n lovely to watch them bcs i rmber when we all first met as a grp #i cld alrdy sense that those two were rather similar. alrdy at the start i cld feel a bond growing between them #it must be nice having a unique bond that's direct enough for you to be certain of a special sort of affection #perhaps that's smth harder for me to attain on my end bcs i really search for something deeper on a whole other lvl than typical #not exactly search but i'll let it fall in my arms if it were to exist #but even if it ever does then i'm afraid that i'll be too oblivious or i just won't be able to accept it or smth. idk #nah i can't be thinking abt that rn i shld focus on other stuff #if i ramble anymore i'm gna waste my time hsjfkdsdk time to be a bit more productive before i sleep

[scribbledghost]

yautja giving their mate a trophy OR their mate giving them a trophy- please and thank you I hope you’re having a good day

Note: Thank you so much! I hope you're having a good day too!

Them giving you a trophy:

I feel like this is pretty standard courting behavior in yautja culture, so it's a fairly common occurrence.

They'll try to get you something from as high up on the food chain as possible from whatever planet they're on.

In fact, receiving a xenomorph trophy is probably the highest display of love and honor that a yautja can give, so I feel like that's definitely on the list at some point.

But other than that, they're... sort of like cats?

Insofar as they routinely offer you skulls of dead critters.

The first couple of times they even brought the full head back to you for you to see first, until you gently asked them to uh. Not Do That Please.

So now they just bring you skulls.

If it's an alien creature, they'll be more than happy to teach you about what it is and how it fairs in its environment.

Probably exaggerates how deadly it is though, let's be real here.

Gotta impress their mate, after all.

You giving them a trophy:

Listen, I don't care if it's the tiniest prey animal you can find, or the largest predator on the planet.

Your mate is putting that skull on display. Prominently. Right in the middle of the trophy room.

Especially the first trophy you give them.

So much happy clicking and purring, probably more squeeze-hugging.

Cause their mate gave them a trophy!! You're not yautja but you still got them a trophy!!

They're just as elated and honored every time you give them one, regardless of how many you've brought them before.

Now if you manage to kill and give them a xenomorph skull??

Move over clan leaders/elders, you're the leader now. Your yautja doesn't even care.

"I would become bad blood for you, ooman."

"Please don't do that."

They're 100000% serious.

#yautja #yautja x reader #predator #predator x reader #ghost scribbles

[badbtssmut]

Cult 0T7 fic.

What happens when one’s sin is too big for the highest deity to forgive? Seven individuals who have committed the most hideous crimes, show up at your town; paying the holy leader of the cult heaps of money to have you cleanse them of their sins. Whatever happens in a cult, stays in a cult.

Contains: cult themes, public sex, rough sex, members fighting over who can fuck y/n first, members are driven crazy by lust, double penetration in pussy, triple penetration ass and pussy, double blowjob, attempt at trice blowjob but fails, riding, idk what else

Admin note: I deliberately kept any details and references to any religion as vague as possible.

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It was the last full moon of the month, a time for celebrating the harvest and honoring the God that you and the people you cherished worshipped religiously, night to day, day to night. A special night, as it was only on this night where mortals were granted forgiveness for sins that wouldn’t be excused by human beings; sins that were too vile for any mortal to overlook, but a sin that a God could forgive, so long as you repented.

So long as you repented…

…and had sexual intercourse on the last full moon of the month, a practice that all of you were willing to participate in. Word got around quick and sex tourists desperately tried to participate, but your town shouldn’t be seen as some sort of sex theme park. No, this was a sacred ritual that you and the other people in the town participated in, to the point where you all saw it as an act of tradition without batting an eye at the freakiness of it all.

The head of the cult would never steer you wrong, he knew what was best for the town.

“Seven individuals have come to partake in our tradition tonight.” The wise man spoke, a smile plastered on his face. “We know that seven is a sacred number, don’t we? This cannot be a coincidence! It is the will of the Gods that this will be done. Our town will prosper, I assure you all of this.” He spoke to the crowd, his eyes gleaming in the light of the candle and fire.

He looked back at you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Are you ready, my child?” He led you to the hot springs. “The Gods will surely be pleased with this outcome, as will we all be once the harvest is bountiful in our town.”

You were more than ready to go through with this, the Gods would bless the town.

You left the man behind as you were welcomed by the two elder sisters who prepared you for the tradition; scrubbing your body, soaping it, and then softening your skin with a blend of almond and coconut oil. Your hair was dried before they wrapped the silk robe around you, a hug and a kiss on the cheek given by one of the two, before you walked off and made your way to where the tradition would take place.

There was an open space in the far back of the town; far enough to scare off tourists but near enough for interested townspeople to come and have a look. It was surrounded by torches and candles, an altar placed at the center of the open area, decorated with roses, lilies, and daisies. A swing hung from a tree, a bed of soft furs and blankets a few feet from the swing, and water flowing nearby.

Seven wooden chairs were lined up in front of the altar, each seat occupied by seven strangers, before you could have a closer look, the leader of the cult spoke up.

“Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, and Jeon Jungkook, you are all welcome here.” The man glanced over to the crowd before looking back at the men. “May the Gods be gracious to us all, for we are all pure-hearted, and our intentions are true and good, we come together for one goal and one goal only: the will of the Gods!” The audience clapped, some of the older ones praying under their breath.

You sat on the furs, the silk robe still on, and you watched the seven men walk down the path that the people created for them. It wasn’t something you’d normally think about, but you couldn’t help but notice how handsome each of them were, every man holding a unique feature that made you stare.

You laid back on the furs, a pillow under your head, and waited, watching as they undressed themselves and like a pack of wild animals, they pounced on you. Hands roamed all over your body, fingers pinching and twisting your nipples, fingers rubbed your clit, lips sucked at your neck, hands caressed your thighs, tips were pushed at your entrance before you were forcibly pulled back by another member who was eager to fuck you first.

They argued, they bickered, they fought, they shoved each other, your body bounced back and forth as they wrestled and tried to pull you into their arms, Yoongi grabbed hold of you and dragged you across the furs and blankets, before the rest of the men piled on top of you, two cocks pushed into your mouth while another cock rubbed against your face.

You looked up to see that the three cocks belonged to Taehyung, Jungkook and Jimin. In your left hand, you held Namjoon’s cock, while your right hand held Hoseok’s cock. There were so many cocks that you were starting to lose count.

You felt Yoongi’s tip push in before it was abruptly pushed away by Seokjin’s tip, their cocks pushing and rubbing against each other before both slid into your pussy. You let out a gasp, mouth wide open, cocks slipping out, before they were hastily pushed back into your mouth. The two men inside of you fucked you in tandem, their cocks brushing against each other.

You took shaky breaths through your nose, focusing on sucking their cocks, while also focusing on rubbing the cocks that you held in your hands. Seokjin held onto your hips while Yoongi’s fingers dug into your ass, them both pushing you back and forth on their cocks, bouncing you back and forth. Taehyung who was rubbing his cock against your face, felt himself grow impatient, and pushed himself into your mouth, but when he realized it wouldn’t fit, he pulled back out.

The citizens watched, some bursting into tears, others clapping, a few cheering, the majority chanting and praying, but they were all proud of the ritual being carried out so far. They’d make sure to praise you after you’re done, bring you gifts and your favorite treats as a reward for your outstanding work.

You felt Seokjin’s pace turn sloppy and frantic, his moans louder than before, and not even a second later, he came. He filled you up first, panting, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. He stayed inside of you for a while longer, until he finally pulled out.

Yoongi didn’t allow anyone to take Jin’s place, he continued fucking you, his pace fast and hard. You couldn’t help the lewd noises that slipped past your lips, and you didn’t care how loud you were. The only thing on your mind was the cock slamming into your pussy.

Jimin switched places with Taehyung, now his cock in your mouth while Jimin stepped back and enjoyed the show. Jungkook tilted his head back as he pushed his hips further towards your face, digging his cock deeper into your mouth.

Soon after, Yoongi’s seed spilled inside of you, and you clenched around his cock. He groaned, biting down on his lip, pulling out of you. Your pussy was only left alone for a few seconds before Hoseok eagerly took the spot. He sat down next to you before he pulled you onto his lap, earning some annoyed groans and glares from the men as their cocks slipped out of your mouth and hands.

Hoseok lifted you up and down, bouncing you on his cock, and he held a smile on his face at how soaking wet and warm your pussy was. Namjoon took the opportunity to ram his cock into your needy pussy, both him and Hoseok fucking you in tandem, and the pleasure was too much. You screamed and moaned, the cocks stuffed inside of you were making you feel lightheaded. You could feel Hoseok’s tongue drag over your neck as Namjoon kneaded your chest, your breasts filling his large hands.

Your ears rang, your mind went blank, and everything felt blurry, but the men continued to fuck you. Your head tilted back as Namjoon and Hoseok changed the rhythm, Namjoon pounding into your pussy while Hoseok slowly fucked into you. The three of you continued to go on like this, the cocks stuffing you to the brim, until Hoseok and Namjoon both came, their seed filling you up.

One of the sisters on standby, stepped in to offer you a cup of water, before she bowed and stepped back, not wanting to stand in the way of you finishing. You took a minute to breathe and catch your breath, before the three youngest were left.

You were taken away from the blankets and brought to one of the chairs, where Taehyung sat down and pulled you onto his lap. He held you into place as he pushed his errection into your ass, stretching your hole and earning a squeak from you. As he fucked your ass, Jungkook and Jimin stepped over. Jungkook went straight for pushing his cock into your pussy, while Jimin decided to make you suck his cock for a few minutes before he also pushed in his cock into your pussy.

The chair creaked and shifted under the weight and force of the three men fucking you relentlessly, but you couldn’t even hear it, your hearing fuzzy and your sight blurry.

“Oh! Oh!” You gasped, eyes wide and mouth agape, unable to do anything but allow the three men to use your holes however they pleased. It was too much— too much pleasure at the same time, but it was so good, too good. Drool dripped down your chin, your hair a mess, your robe abandoned somewhere on the ground. First Taehyung would thrust, before pulling out, which was when Jimin pushed in, along with Jungkook, before they’d switch their pace and start alternating again.

Taehyung was the first to come, his seed spilling inside of you, and as soon as he pulled out, it was when Jimin and Jungkook came as well, filling you up with their seed.

You were left panting, drool dripping from your mouth and tears in your eyes. The sisters stood by your side and wrapped a warm towel around you. Your legs were shaking, and you felt wobbly so you sat back down, shit, you needed a break after that.

“Now I declare, that all of you have been cleared of your sins…

Jungkook, Battery

Jimin, Extortion

Taehyung, Kidnapping

Seokjin, Murder

Namjoon, Burglary

Yoongi, Cybercrime

Hoseok, Arson…”

#bts smut #bts requests #bts x reader #bts smut requests #bts fanfic #bts smut fanfic #taehyung smut #jungkook smut #jimin smut #namjoon smut #seokjin smut #yoongi smut #hoseok smut #bts ot7 smut #bts x female reader