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ashistrashhh · 3 years

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here are some fic recs!! including sakuatsu, bokuaka, kuroken and matsuhana bc i couldnt help myself

if you want, ask me about a certain ship and ill give you some recs!

-sakuatsu-

Marble and Sandstone by red_camellia

rating: G words: 12,937 chapters: 2/2

author summary: Miya Atsumu only cares about volleyball and nothing else. That is, until he develops a strange obsession with the marble statue of a young man that seems vaguely familiar in his university's arts department. One day that statue comes alive as the very real Sakusa Kiyoomi, and they are left with the mystery of why Sakusa Kiyoomi was turned into a statue and only came back to life when Atsumu touched him. Their new-found connection and the strange mystery turns Atsumu's life upside down, not least because of his growing feelings for Sakusa.

my notes: this was a rlly cute fic!!! 11/10 would read again!!

let it go (paint my body gold) by lunarism

rating: T words: 3,272 chapters: 1/1

author summary: It becomes a routine for them. Sometimes they go grocery shopping and make dinner together, other times they end up talking until Sakusa feels like his own shower and bed is calling him. Every single time Sakusa gets home, shrugs his coat off, balls it up, and proceeds to scream profusely into the fabric for a few minutes.

my notes: pining!!! sakusa!!! also casual painter!atsumu!!! and they paint together!!!

craft a miracle with these hands, lips, (silence) by chrysanthe (sonderesque)

rating: T words: 4,252 chapters: 1/1

author summary: ‘Someone is here to ruin your night,’ his door tells him. ‘You should let them in.’ “I’M HOMELESS OMI-OMI. HOMELESS,” yells the one here to ruin his night. “LET ME IN.”

(What does Kiyoomi sell his sanctuary for?)

my notes: hnnn rlly fuckin cute,, and domestic,,,,

Clipped To You by littleboat

rating: T words: 8,174 chapters: 1/1

author summary: It starts with Hinata Natsu, of all people.

Well, if Atsumu’s being honest with himself, it started way before that, but he’s not, so that’s besides the point. And thankfully, he’s just petty enough to blame all of his problems on a thirteen year old girl.

or Sakusa starts wearing hair clips and Atsumu is more than a little obsessed

my notes: minor kagehina, bokuaka // god these fics rlly make me simp for fictional characters even more than i should. but!! sakusa!!! in hairclips!!! and a pining atsumu!!!

learn how to lay me down in something other than danger, other than fury by rosevtea

words: 34,211 chapters: 1/1

author summary: All of the ways fellow college TA Miya Atsumu reinvents Kiyoomi's definition of normal.

my notes: god i loved this. it’s a fake dating au and like,, even though they’re “dating” sakusa keeps letting his guard down little by little around atsumu and it surprises everyone. komori and akaashi just know that they’re were genuinely pining for eachother

among probabilities and a thousand fates by aalphard

rating: T words: 15,675 chapters: 1/1

author summary: prompt fill for “in a world where the red string of fate exists, person a’s finger always twitches when person b, who can see the string, tugs on their string” | or sakusa thought he had a tic and atsumu liked to see his confused expression when it started to happen exclusively when he was around.

my notes: i! loved! it!! so basically atsumu and osamu have the rare gift of seeing the red string of fate, so they know its real but sakusa, like most other people dont believe it exists. so atsumu gives sakusa a (kinda) hard time. rlly cute!! i love soulmate aus!

-bokuaka-

love in the time of wifi by dalyeau

rating: G words: 4,177 chapters: 1/1

author summary: Akaashi is coming to terms with the fact that he might be romantically interested in his volleyball captain. Hence, doing what any sixteen year old with a problem should do. He asks about it online.

my notes: really cute fic about akaashi asking what he should do about his crush on a site similar to reddit. its kinda a “i didnt know it was you” kind of fic and it made me happy

steam by orphan_account

rating: E words: 8,474 chapters: 1/1

author summary:

bokuto: why is he so hot bokuto: why am i so gay kuroo: LMAO you mean your vice captain right bokuto: yeah

The coach blew the whistle for practice to begin, and Bokuto drummed his fingers against the bleachers, awaiting Kuroo’s reply. He was about to walk away, when his phone buzzed in his hand.kuroo: i got this bro bokuto: what bokuto: wtf does that mean

Bokuto started to panic.

my notes: explicit!!! but really wholesome. kuroo is honestly the best wingman. i also think this is my favourite bokuaka smutfic??

just to miss the sun by rosevtea

rating: T words: 15,126 chapters:1/1

author summary: Everything begins to implode when MSBY Jackals outside hitter Bokuto Koutarou crashes Akaashi's livestream.

my notes: akaashi is a booktuber and bokuto crashes one of his streams. fans begin to speculate. rlly fluffy and can u tell i like bokuaka

brain fish by iceblinks

rating: T words: 12,026 chapters: 6/6

author summary: Akaashi wakes up to a string of texts from an unknown number.

my notes: i love text fics and i love wrong number aus so u can tell how much i loved this. really fluffy and i come back to it time to time

-kuroken-

us three by honey_s

rating: T words: 5,137 chapters: 1/1

author summary: Kuroo’s gaze flits over to the utensil. His eyes bulge out of his skull. “Wh—is that a meat hammer? Put it back!” Akaashi’s head recoils back in confusion. “I don’t understand the problem here.” “Why on Earth have you got a fucking meat hammer? We aren’t going to kill somebody!” “Well,” Akaashi begins, clearly taken aback, “I apologise for assuming. I had heard Kenma-san had been hurt in school and after getting a message from both of you to meet late at night, I merely filled in the blanks and assumed we were going to beat someone up, for lack of a better term.” “Not literally! I meant metaphorically, or figuratively, or something!” “Idiomically?” “That isn’t a word, Bokuto-san.” “Jesus Christ,” Kuroo groans, dropping his head into his hands. “We're going to jail."

my notes: bokuaka and kuroo are ready to beat someone up for kenma!! and we stan!!

Cherry Pits and Cat Tattoos by strawberryriver

rating: G words: 6,141 chapters: 1/1

author summary:

Kuroo has been in communication with his soulmate ever since they were kids. They've known each other for so long that he never really worried about when or how he would meet them. At least, not until he meets the roommate of Bokuto's soulmate.Soulmate AU in which things written on your skin show up on your soulmate. Companion piece/same AU as Serendipty

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Kuroo Tetsurou liked to write on his arms. Despite his mother's half-serious warnings about “ink poisoning” or staining his skin, he insisted on marking his arms and legs wherever he could. Not like his best-friend-since-always Bokuto Koutaro, who had to write on his arms or he’d forget to breathe, but artfully. He’d draw designs, animals, the occasional chemical compound. The whole idea behind soulmates fascinated him: how one person could mark their arm and someone potentially thousands of miles away, would have that same mark appear. The amount of articles, studies, and books he’d read about the topic, even at a young age, could put an undergrad researcher to shame.

my notes: again with the soulmate au bc i cannot help myself. but really cute!!! probably gonna read this again later!

Boom, Toasted by protostar (hearthope)

rated: T words: 6,782 chapters: 1/1

author summary:

FROM: yuuji any bets on who hes texting??

FROM: eita He's smiling at his phone. Kuroo, probably

FROM: kentarou Kuroo

TO: fake family Have any of you ever once considered not prying

FROM: eita You deserve it

FROM: yuuji how can we not when ur in love!!

Kenma gets a text from an unknown number. He'd be lying if he said the guy behind it wasn't kind of endearing.

my notes: again, i love wrong number texts. it focuses more on kenma’s friendship, but kenma’s pov with texting kuroo is more than him realizing feelings and stuff. really cute, ive read it multiple times.

Japan's most subscribed by NeverNothing

rating: T words: 3,631 chapters: 1/1

author summary: Kuroo Tetsurou @blacktetsurou changed his bio : volleyball player, co-owner of Bouncing Ball Corp. and so much more ;)

my notes: i! love! social media! fics!!! really cute and basically people wondering who the mysterious kuroo is to applepi.

MATSUHANA!!! the underrated gem

texting (with a capital S) by parenthetic

rating: M words: 2,119 chapters: 1/1

author summary: Hanamaki breaks his No Texting In Class rule, and it's all downhill from there.

my notes: honestly more funny than it suggests, but its matsuhana, they’re meme lords.

rated m for by orphan_account

rated: T words: 10,692 chapters: 1/1

author summary: He should have known that there was a Specific Reason™ why it was so absolutely vital that he and Matsukawa specifically meet for a reading of the script. He should have known that there had to be some evil catch beyond sitting in a tiny, cramped studio with his newly sworn enemy.

Hanamaki stares at the title of the script he’d so gracefully neglected the night before.

FORBIDDEN PARADISE

“Excuse me,” Hanamaki starts, raising a pen in the air while staring blankly at the packet in his free hand. “Just to clarify, you want me to record a boy's love CD with Matsukawa?”

my notes: a very good voice actor au. there is some misunderstanding on hanamaki’s part bc he didnt finish listening to matsukawa, and this is really cute and i love matsuhana.

In A Quiet Night, All Sounds Carry by levyovochka

rating: E words: 4,794 chapters: 1/1

authors summary: “Ah, ah, Too—!”

Hanamaki hates his university dorm.

“—ru, let me cum, please!”

Hold up. That’s a fucking understatement. Let him rephrase it: Hanamaki loathes his university dorm with passion. Detest the damned abomination, abhors it—

“—ru! Coming, coming—”

It has only been a month and Hanamaki already wants to die.

my notes: as u can guess minor iwaoi // rlly well written and bottom hanamaki rights and maybe my favourite matsuhana smutfic??? and hooh boy i simp for matsukawa

call me maybe by totooru

rating: T words: 33,689 chapters: 14/14

author summary: Hanamaki texts the wrong number when trying to extort tips out of Oikawa in order to defeat Iwaizumi in arm wrestling, and then continues to text the witty stranger who had answered.

my notes: minor iwaoi, daisuga, bokuaka // god i think this is my favourite matsuhana fic overall, maybe in general, but my god is it great. this is probably a common rec, but its understandable as to why it is. basically au where makki texts matsun (who goes to karasuno) instead of oikawa for tips to beat iwaizumi at an arm wrestling match. but they keep messaging. and holy shit i love their conversations. please read this, it is 256/10

there we go!! i might go a part two with more ships (kagehina, tsukkiyama and iwaoi) but this took up way to much time lol. i have an essay due in a couple hours. but hope u like these fics as much as i do!!

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inkskinned · 6 years

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literally just a dumb unorganized list of school tips

source: im a grad student. i’ve had a lot of school. also i’m adhd & mentally ill and require +8 organization. this is mostly directed @ college students, but maybe high school students can use it too, fuck, idk, it’s been forever since i was stuck in that hell hole

just say “professor” either ur using the correct title for a person (will make them feel good) or you’re giving them a bigger title on the assumption they deserve it (which will make them feel good) and also prevents having to ever i mean ever use their names

talk at least 1 time a week in each class, aim for 1 time a day. even lecture classes. i fucking hate talking in front of more than 5 people, so what i would do is prepare a question about the hw/etc (even if i didn’t need it answered) to ask the professor after class so they saw me and got used to me and saw i was invested in their class. about 89% of teachers - if they see you try, they will pass you. i mean it’s literally that easy. i know people who went from like a c- but because they legit tried, their grade got bumped up to a b-.

if u have to bring a laptop, pre-download the required material/screenshot it, and then turn off your wifi. it’s too easy to not listen.

physical writing will always give you more information recall over typing.

nobody cares about stupid shit anymore trust me they don’t remember that you were accidentally locked in a towel out of your room bc they have their own dumb shit that happened.... in college all the “cringe culture” turns into “god i wish that were me” culture ... wear ur onesie to a party trust me you make +800 friends and 799 of them will be girls telling you you’re adorable and they’d die for you

about locking urself out.... if ur like me and can breeze past post-it notes placed in obvious areas, don’t be a dumb bitch and rely on post-it-notes. while most schools offer 1 free lockout, dont rely on it - it once took 2 hours before someone could get to me. i was in a towel, which meant no phone. so like. anyway, what i do now is i put something on the handle of the door i have to open/unlock. i can’t just open the door w/out the thing falling down and making a loud “you dumb bitch unlock the door before u shower” sound.

this works for all important don’t-forget it things. other obstacles i’ve used to remind myself to do something include: putting a chair with my wholeass posterboard in front of the door, an entire printer with a single piece of paper that just read “for the love of god check to be sure you have that essay”, and a recycling bin i kept forgetting to empty. guess what bitch finally emptied the bin once it was between me and a swift exit!

no offense and like the whole “it’s the best years of your life!” thing is great but in reality everything goes better scholastically when you treat it as “i came here to win, not to make friends.” i still did make friends, went to parties every weekend, was popular enough i’d be invited to several on one night - but i came there to win. when i put my scholastic life and my mental health first, i went from a 2.0 to a 3.98. yes you can, bitch.

you’re spending the money. don’t squander it. trust me when i say i know plenty of people who breeze through, bc you often can. but like. don’t. challenge yourself bc like. talk about an investment.

if you hate your major, change it. don’t make your life something you can’t stand. on that note, do NOT agree 100% to a track until you have at least some experience in the field. i cannot tell u how many ppl i know who got their whole masters/phd program done, walked into their new profession, and were like, Oh Fuck, I Can’t Live Like This.

college literally offers so many free things and if you’re not taking advantage of them whenever possible i get it but like. try to take advantage of them. this is everything from your gym (which probably has free classes dude) to clubs to like. sober events. these sober events are so ... fuckin good dude i’ve made mason jars with little plants in em... bee aviaries... candles.... go to the free stuff

oh ps on free stuff i wanna say about 4 of 5 days there’s free food on campus just look for things like job fairs, presentations, or discussion groups. also while you’re there at the job fair like. u know, go to the job fair in earnest

i took off 2 years to work and also to just. recover from my bullshit. and it took me 6 years and 3 schools to get my bachelor’s. it wasn’t easy but bitch i lived. there’s no such thing as “too long” to graduate if that’s truly what you want to do.

if on the meal plan, eat as clean as you can the first week. then introduce each part of the cafeteria’s possibly-food-poisoning-creating foods one at a time. give @ least 2 days between each experiment so you know for sure if you get sick what caused it. i literally never eat meat at school but you can still get sick off of unwashed lettuce/salad dressing that hasn’t been refrigerated properly/weirdass things you won’t even think of. this prevents like. dying in a public bathroom.

white loaf bread can be gross & boring. discount bakery section for your slightly chewy artisianal bread needs. if overstale, either toast it or dunk it into water and microwave it (unless u got an oven. use the oven if u can)

steal as many apples from the dining hall/events/etc as physically possible just do it they keep FOREVER and @ some point you’ll be like. fUCK i need a nutrition. ps if you’re keeping them in ur backpack (i wouldn’t keep more than 2) make sure to wrap w/a few paper towels so if you drop your bag you don’t get apple mush

write it all down bitch. “i’ll remember it” no you won’t. unless you are capable of remembering every idea on this list and in order, you won’t remember it. in general, if you write something 3 times, you will recall it correctly at least 80% of the time. i also read it out loud to myself, bc, you know, auditory recall

DO NOT just put your assignment at the top of your notes, unless you’re 100% sure that will work for you. in most cases, it’s much better to have a planner/agenda/place you expect to look for assignments. +7 points if you lie to yourself about deadlines and move them all up.

like not to sound too much like a DARE ad but like. if you don’t like it/don’t want it, don’t fuckin do it. the idea that “there’s nothing to do if you don’t party” is such bullshit. like i promise if you’re like “i am a grouch and want to stay in and binge netflix” about 45 ppl will show up in pjs like “bitch fullscreen it, im a grouch too.” there’s also like. the chance to just.... not overindulge. on wednesdays i have “wine wednesdays” where we sit around and drink a glass of wine while we do our hw. it’s chill and friendly instead of like. drink until u vomit. don’t feel like you either gotta slam the breaks or the gas pedal, is what i mean.

PLEASE know the signs of alcohol poisoning/overdose. most schools have a “Safety Always Matters Most” policy, which means that you can call for help w/out getting into trouble. if you think someone is in danger, act. this also goes for making sure ppl get home safe even if they’re just incapacitated, not poisoned. step in, dudes.

also just. notice when ur starting to rely on stuff too much. i’m super easily addicted to things, so i keep a healthy distance from liquor. i don’t let myself “drink to feel better” bc that’s a scary, scary thing to link to feeling better. if you or somebody u know starts drinking all the time/gets anxious if they don’t drink/drinks in the daytime .... get help. schools have counselling services for a reason.

you’re gonna get a cold/flu of some sort in the first 2 months just brace for it. in the meantime, drink vitamin c, try not to touch too many handles, and when people say “there’s something going around” believe them.

watch kaplan nike just do it

if you can teach it, you know the material. a super good way of knowing if you studied the right way is to try and teach the material to a stuffed animal/imaginary class.

“i don’t know how to study” bitch me too the fuck. this is usually bc we’ve been taught that studying is just sitting down and staring @ ur notes. it’s not. it’s different for everyone, and you need to understand it’s 99% preventative care. if you don’t go to the class or do the homework, studying is going to fucking suck, bc you’re learning the material all at once for the first time. the place you should consider “studying” is “i’m confident in 70-90% of the material, but need to review.” do not let yourself fall behind .... just go to office hours and ask questions if ur not getting something. studying should feel like you’re remembering what you already knew but kinda forgot, not like you’ve been blindsided.

the whole “writing it down in ur own words” while u have been told this 700 times it really helps bc it means u gotta translate it through your own understanding. if you can’t, and it’s not bc the material seems too obvious to you to state in another way - ask yourself if you don’t understand the material. chances are u are missing a bit of info.

i know it’s like A Thing that Some People do but i never had the mental health points for it but i know some people just take 15 minutes after every class to review their notes. since i’m 100% early to every class ever, obnoxiously so, i try to do it before class. having the last class’s notes up in my head super helps. like. put down the phone i know you’re socially anxious me too but review those notes. chances are if u start flipping through pages other ppl will too. this is also fun bc as soon as you start this whole thing, at least one person will be like “is there a test?” no bitch there’s no test but im gonna be ready when there is!

literally so much of success is fucking posturing i could link about 800 peer-edited studies that show that when a student is expected to do well (and knows they are), they do well. like i literally didn’t change my appearance at all, never bothered to look nice (once winter hits i wear 67 layers all the time), but when i showed up after my 2 years off from school, i presented myself with the whole “i came here to win” vibe and people... really respected me? i mean in hs i remember ppl saying shit like “yeah, well, you aren’t gonna have the homework”. by the time i was in college i had an honest-to-god conversation which included someone being like “so tell me what you’re overachieving at right now” like they just expected it from me. wild.

i live by “bite off more than you can chew, and then CHEW IT” but it’s probably unhealthy. the truth is that i have a lot of energy all the time (lmao adhd!!!) and i used to get told i was “trying too hard” and for a long time (still???) i didn’t (i don’t?) know what that was, you know, bc i had a D average, clearly i wasn’t trying. it turns out i was just. putting all my energy into stuff that wasn’t making me happy like toxic friendships etc. when i decided “nope, all this energy is for me and my schoolwork”..... uhhhhh suddenly i was a golden child and everyone praised my try-hardness ... it’s a fuckt up system tbh

take at least 1 class just for fun. i try to do that every semester. it helps break up all the requirements. if you’re like an engineer and got no time or credits left to spend, try to audit your fun course.

make ur advisor love you i don’t care what it takes make them cupcakes show up to thank them i dONT CARE just do it

the library isn’t always the best place. if i start getting anxious bc i pavlovian train myself that library=work, i find a new place to go to do hw. try to go outside if you can!!! not like where i live bc like it’s snow all the time but try. a little green really really really helps depression.

if you’ve been in the same “Studying” place for 1 hour and haven’t done anything the chances are Something Isn’t Right. first, look @ ur body. are you not focusing bc of some pressing physical need? sometimes just taking a shower and coming back helps. are you uncomfy? are you too comfy and going to sleep? if body okay, look @ the material. do you not understand it? do you just need to switch to a new topic for a little bit? can you find a youtube video that will help you better understand it? make notes on what you don’t get so you can ask in the next class. if it’s not the material, it’s not ur bod, check the Actual Space. sometimes just getting up, going for a short walk to a new place, and trying it there actually? really works? if none of this is working.... try ur brain next. hardest to reset bc like, what, turn it on and off again? i use things like caffeine, a short workout, a nap, or a podcast all to just... give me a little boost.

don’t be afraid to leave. i mean this about class, friend groups, and the college ur at. just get up on outta there if ur not feelin it. i cannot recommend “drop the class” enough. even if it’s a required course see if u can switch the times if u hate the professor day 3 it’s not gonna get better just get the fuCK out

don’t nap in the same position u go to sleep in, nap upside down w/ur head away from ur pillow. don’t ask me why but it works to 1. fall asleep faster 2. make sure u sleep okay at night and 3. wake up less annoyed

on that note don’t ever do anything in ur bed in a sleeping position unless it’s genuinely sleeping in it. body will get confused. just sit up, lazybones.

when/if the library has those therapy dogs during finals week.... just go pet them make the time for it

ask before hugging people, but don’t expect a “yes”

get a backpack that fits and doesn’t hurt ur back u fuckin hippie idc how cool it is to wear ur backpack super low just don’t do it it’s not worth it

the tutoring center is a fucking goldmine.... free essay edits my dudes

bring a fan dorms are always hotter than u expect

switch dorms if u can if u realize ur in the wrong room/wrong roomate like just don’t bother with nonsense

when in doubt, follow preschool rules. tell ppl when they did something cool, just ask when u need help, and be confident even in your mistakes, because at least u tried

#anyway

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highontaebong · 7 years

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A Possessive Dinner Taehyung

Pairing: TaehyungxReader

Warning/Genre: Smut, Dom Taehyung, Public sex, Cursing,

Excerpt: “So your saying we can just do it right here then?” Shocked by his words you just stood still not knowing how to respond, Taehyung came up behind you moving the hair off of your shoulder and tugging down the damned coat Jimin had let you wear. With slight anger he bit down on the area between your neck and shoulder sending a pleasurable pain down your spine and making your core wet.

Word count:2,603

Note: I almost died while writing this bc hot damn lmao, ps thx for so much recognition on my last story about Jungkook I’m completely blown away and wanted to say hi to all the new followers <3

Jesus Christ, how’d you even get yourself into this position.. Literally a guy you had met just a few hours ago had your skirt flipped up and was fucking balls deep in you. It actually all started with your friend Olivia inviting you out to dinner with her boyfriend’s band that had six other guys. The occasion being that they finally finished up tour and were ready to kick off their break.

“Olivia I told you I’m coming for sure I don’t mind I just have no clue what to wear.” This was true you didn’t mind at all going to the dinner Olivia begged you to go to for two weeks. The partial lie was that you did have a sort of idea what to wear to the dinner. It was either between a mustard yellow high waisted skirt with a tight off the shoulder black shirt that you would tuck in and to top it off a pair of chunky ankle boots and some tights that were black all the way up to the knee and blended into little cat ears. The other option was a simple navy blue romper and brown indie sandals. “Y/N just wear the skirt one you always look hot in high waisted shit, any way there’s a guy there that Jin and I want you to meet k bye.” Before you could protest she hung up the phone leaving you to regret deciding to go after all. Though you’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t the least bit excited to meet these guys that Olivia had always ranted on about. You had to be at the restaurant by nine and it was already 7:50 so you decided to get ready.

Finally settling with yourself on the first outfit choice and a bit more effort put into your makeup you decided you were finished, and not to toot your own horn. But you couldn’t even hardly believe the reflection in the mirror was actually you. The whole outfit framed your whole body just right and the combination of the skirt and booties gave your legs an illusion of looking longer, which was pretty difficult for someone who hardly staggered over five feet. And to not forget the special touch of putting a bit of highlighter on your exposed collarbones. Lastly you decided to take out your phone and call an uber to the restaurant, not knowing if there would be any drinking involved tonight.

When you had first arrived at the restaurant you felt a bit intimidated by how fancy and exclusive it had looked. Brushing the thought away you walk in to the restaurant finding where the hostess was at and asked where Bangtan had been seated. She motioned you to the elevator saying they were on the rooftop. You almost had choked on your tongue when you arrived at the top and saw that it was /only/ BTS on the rooftop. You expected there to be other people and tables as well. Noticing that you were in slight shock your friend Olivia walked towards you with two glasses of wine putting one in your hand and wrapping her free arm around you to introduce you to everyone. “Guys this is my best friend in the wholeeeee world I love her so treat her good, oh yeah and her name is Y/N!” Completely forgetting to mention you to that certain someone she had talked about on the phone she also seemed to be a bit tipsy but you weren’t too concerned Jin was there to take care of her, so you had no worries tonight. At least you thought. The guys at the table had waved a hand at you motioning you to come sit with them. Dinner went really well you had talked to them a lot about their tour and the boy named Yoongi explained to you with a wink how Namjoon was the biggest clutz and destroys things on contact. You’d come to favor Jungkook and J-Hope they seemed liked big kids in a grownups body, which wasn’t much different from yourself on occasion. Jimin seemed like a really laid back character who just knew how to vibe with anyone on the get go which you really liked because it made talking to him much easier. The one thing you kept noticing was that the boy named Taehyung just didn’t seem that into you, anytime you would make eye contact with him he would just look away really fast and small talk was completely out of question. He nor you even bothered with that because it seemed pointless. Trying to ignore the fact you decide you needed to use the restroom when you saw the little neon sign with a female symbol and a slash following a male symbol. You thought it was kind of odd that it was multi-stall bathroom for men and women. You went into a stall did your thing then walked out towards the sink to wash your hands, when you looked up Taehyung was there doing the same. You couldn’t keep it in anymore it was eating you up all throughout the dinner. “Listen did I do something wrong to upset you?” Startling the poor guy he looked up at you in the mirror with a confused expression. “All night your friends have been talking to me with no issue and you haven’t. If I did something to offend you I ‘am sorry.” That’s when Taehyung crossed his arms and leaned against the wall that was beside the sink. “Olivia and Jin didn’t tell you did they?” In a slightly confused and annoyed state you reply “Tell me what, is there some big secret I don’t know about?” “Y/N I’m the guy they were supposed to introduce you to, all throughout the dinner I thought you had known and weren’t interested in me so I just backed off.” Putting your hand on his shoulder in a slightly suggestive way by giving a light squeeze to the very apparent arm muscle. “Well Taehyung I was not aware and if I was, I probably would’ve talked with you the most out there.” Knowing this gave Taehyung a boost of confidence he wasn’t even aware of having, he took a step closer where you could look up and be centimeters away from his face. “Y/N I haven’t known you for long nor have we even spoken much but I really want to kiss you and maybe some more.”

Those words ‘maybe some more’ sent a shock right to your core only thinking about what this beautiful man could do to you. You bit your lip in hesitation before you stood on your tippy toes to press your lips against his, taking the breath out of the both of you. Soon the kiss became deeper and your tongues were exploring each others mouths, Taehyung reached to wrap a hand in your hair causing you to let out a small breathy moan. “Taehyung listen we should really head back to the table everyone will eventually start wondering.” Slightly in defeat Taehyung gave you a small chaste kiss before leaving the bathroom. You stood there just looking in the mirror for a minute more just analyzing what had happened a few minutes ago. Thinking back to those words ‘maybe some more’ made you ache to know what Taehyung meant and maybe even get a demonstration. Upon your arrival back to the table Taehyung sees you and shoots you a wink. You sat down at the table taking your seat in front of Taehyung crossing your legs. After a few short minutes of small talk with Namjoon about his terrible endeavors of dancing on talk shows you felt Taehyung’s foot slide up your right leg that was currently crossed forcing it to come undone and spreading your legs. You look at Taehyung with wide eyes only for him to continue talking with the boys like nothing happened. Trying to ignore it you talk to J-Hope about how hard it must’ve been to be away from his family on his birthday. Taehyung noticed you were beginning to calm down he decided to change that by reaching under the table to rub a rough hand up your thigh, causing you to jump and shivers to run up your spine. “Y/N are you ok?” Jimin asked truly concerned. “Yeah Jimin I’m just a bit cold.” Hoping your excuse worked. “Here take my coat I’m sure it might be a bit big but consider it more to warm you up.” He gave you a quick smile as he took off the coat and the long sleeve beneath clung tightly to every shoulder muscle he had making you stare for a half a second longer than you intended. He gingerly draped the coat around your shoulders, you inhaled the smell of orange and ginger that flooded around you. When you looked up after adjusting the coat you met eyes with Taehyung who was clenching his jaw and had daggers in his eyes. If looks could kill I would be a goner you thought to yourself. You continued small talk with the members through the last rounds of desserts that passed around the table.

As the rounds of dirty dessert dishes were being picked up by waiters and the members started to get up to leave the scene. You decided to take off Jimin’s coat and give it back to him, before you could get it off Jimin put a hand on your shoulder and to hold onto it until the next time you meet knowing you didn’t bring a jacket as well as knowing there would be a next time due to getting along so well with all of them. “Thanks Jimin I really appreciate it, just text me or else ill forget. I’ll have Jin give you my number.” You wished him a goodnight and gave each member a hug before they left. “Y/N you’re not leaving yet?” “No, it’s not often I get to be on a rooftop and enjoy a view like this Olivia and I can’t bear to leave it yet. I’ll send you a text when I leave.” Jin questioned whether or not you were sure, when Taehyung came out of nowhere and told Jin he’d see that you’ll make it home safely. Jin gave him a quick nod and you a quick smile while he helped carry Olivia down to the car and take her home.

“Taehyung I thought you left?”

“How could I leave when I thought throughout all of the dinner you’d be going home with Jimin tonight?” He walked with you over to the end of the rooftop to look down at the scene below you.

“Taehyung, Jimin was just being nice. I don’t plan on going home with anyone tonight.” Though you wouldn’t mind taking Taehyung to your place for a bit.

“So your saying we can just do it right here then?” Shocked by his words you just stood still not knowing how to respond, Taehyung came up behind you moving the hair off of your shoulder and tugging down the damned coat Jimin had let you wear. With slight anger he bit down on the area between your neck and shoulder sending a pleasurable pain down your spine and making your core wet. Taehyung took note of the quake in your knees and began to plant small kisses around the area he bit, up to your ear slightly licking and nipping the shell of it. His right hand snaked around your waist keeping you upright while the other went below your skirt and in between your legs to rub circles over your clit. “Baby you’ve soaked through to your tights, do you want me to bend you over and fuck you senseless while you watch people down below that are completely unaware?” Those words ringing throughout your ears. Words almost like desperation spilling out your mouth.

“Taehyung I want your dick to fill me up, please?”

“Your being such a good girl for me saying please Y/N.” He let out a low growl as he bent you over, lifting your skirt and tearing a whole in your stockings. The sheer strength turning you on every moment. He reached into his pocket pulling out his wallet and a gold foil with a condom in it. When he had finished putting it on, he stuck two fingers into your slit without any warning. Stretching you out and making a shriek come out of you. He then began moving them, curling them into your g-spot making you a writhing mess with every touch. “Taehyung I need to feel more of you, just fuck me hard already.” Those few words lead to the action that you almost regretted. Taehyung snatched you back by your hips and shoved you onto his hard cock. His nails digging into your hips with immense pleasure. “Ah Taehyung fuck I don’t know how long I can last!” Taehyung reached a hand into your hair tugging your head back and making your back arch in a way that made him reach places you never imagined. With every thrust into you edging you closer and closer to your climax. “You like being fucked in public don’t you Y/N? You like the idea that anyone could walk over here at any moment and see my dick balls deep into you, don’t you?” He released the grip on your hair only to be replaced by a harsh smack to your ass that sent you toppling over the edge. “Ah Taehyung fuck, I’m fucking cuming holy fuck.” His place didn’t slow down at all he made your ride it out till the end when his own movements when out of rhythm and you knew he was close.

“Taehyung let me suck you off to finish you.”

He quickly moved to turn you around and chuck the condom somewhere onto the roof in the darkness. You knelt down to look at his cock that was dripping pre cum, ready to explode at any momement. You put the head of his length into your mouth doing figures eights over the tip and every other time wrapping your tongue completely around the tip. Earning moans form Taehyung and his head tilted back in complete bliss. After gaining up the ego you took his whole length into your mouth, deep throating him completely. Taehyung reached a hand down to your hair once again tangling his hand in it to get a grip. He looked you right in the eyes as he began to thrust his hips forward in a rhythm that made his head reach the back of your throat each time. Basically mouth fucking you. “Y/N fuck your mouth feels so good wrapped around my dick I could cum at any moment.” At those words you began bobbing your head up and down on Taehyung’s dick even faster while you were massaging his balls with the other. Within moments Taehyung was becoming completely undone in your mouth. You swallowing every last bit and standing up to come face to face with him. He buttoned his pants back while you adjusted your skirt into place. Gingerly placing a thumb to the corner of your mouth and placing it on your lips you sucked it clean getting the last bit of his seed cleaned up.

“Fucking hell I would’ve never pegged you as such a dirty girl Y/N, keep it up and this won’t be the last time.” He pulled you into one last rough kiss before yanking you towards the elevator to leave.

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