Our uncle Walt, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy magic kingdom come
Thy will be done
In the Disney parks as well as everyday life
Give us this day our daily dole whip
And forgive those who think Disney is just for kids
As we forgive those who says we are too old to like Disney
And lead us not to universal
But deliver us from evil.
In the name of uncle Walt, Mickey Mouse and the holy Oswald the lucky rabbit we pray!
hello everyone! as you may or may not know, i have a taehyung picture archive! aka i save way too many pics of him and put them all in organized folders onto google drive ^_^ i mostly do this for myself because i just like having all the pics but i figured i might as well share the link just in case other people want to use it too! i’ve actually had this for quite a while now but it hasn’t been up to date because i ran out of storage space on google drive and hadn’t gotten around to upgrading it but i finally did so i thought i would announce it!
folders included in the archive are as follows:
fancafe (organized by year and also army room pics)
fantakens & news (organized by year and then date)
misc (random pics that i didn’t really know where to put)
official & photoshoots & endorsements
selfies & twitter
it’s a little messy and of course not all the pics of him ever but there are a lot and i will keep it constantly updated so you can always check back for more pics of the wonderful taehyung! this did take a lot of work and effort on my part so if you find it helpful at all i would appreciate if you’d reblog this and feel free to let me know if you actually use it (bc i’m not sure if people will haha) anyway i hope you enjoy all the pictures of taehyung!!
I tried many times
but I did not succeed so INSTEAD OF WRITING THIS FANFIC I’LL THROW
THIS AT THE TAG AND SOMEONE ELSE CAN DO IT SAVE ME FROM WRITING
FANFIC oh my god this was supposed to be a brief plot outline but it’s 2000 words long save me this wasn’t supposed to be long enough to need proofreading THANK YOU NONNIE FROM MY INBOX FOR YOUR HELP!!!!
Okay so: Cinderella
Reaper76 AU. Gabe is a spy in an enemy nation where Jack is the
youngest prince. People in Jack’s kingdom just kinda casually waltz
over to Gabe’s every once in a while and take shit and are
generally assholes but it isn’t enough of a problem for the royal
family to notice lol it’s mostly just a local thing. Jack may be
the youngest prince with the fewest responsibilities but he’s still
just a dude who wants to live his life without his bodyguards tailing
him all the time (he loves Ana, Reinhardt and Genji to pieces but oh
my god let him live you guys)
Requested: Hello!! Can
I please have a smut where nct’s Hansol is jealous of how close you are with
taeyong? Thank you!
A/N: Sorry for the
wait! Also I made him your boyfriend in this one^^ Btw, I made the kitchen have
an island, if you know what that is- just a rectangle usually located in the
middle of the kitchen that is just used as more counter space————Also I did not proofread bc I’m going to bed
**THIS IS SMUT!!!**
Word Count: 1,664
“TAEYONG!” you called
loudly, smiling to yourself as you heard his quick footsteps.
He peered into the
kitchen, grinning when he saw you.
“The other day you
said you wanted chocolate chip cookies; I- got all the ingredients, we can make
them tonight” you excitedly said, emptying the plastic bag of its contents,
tossing the receipt into the trash.
He stepped into the
kitchen, quickly striding to look over your shoulder to see what you had
brought. He gave a delighted smile, his large hands coming down onto your
shoulders before squeezing gently.
“You’re the best” he
happily murmured before reaching over you for the bag of chocolate chips you
had set on the island.
However, another hand
snatched them up before he could. You looked up, giddily smiling as you saw
your boyfriend, Hansol, on the other side of the island. Taeyong whined,
reaching for the bag again. With an expressionless face Hansol tossed the bag
behind you, Taeyong’s hand quickly leaving your shoulder to catch the bag. You
frowned at Hansol’s weird attitude.
“We’re making cookies”
you cooed, “Do you want to join?”
He shook his head,
moving toward the fridge to find himself a drink.
“Oh…” you watched him,
feeling your shoulders droop as he rejected your offer.
“(Y/n)! Let’s get
started” Taeyong happily called, moving around the kitchen to gather bowls and
utensils, clumsily dropping them onto the counter before looking for a cookie
Hansol left the kitchen,
the sleeve of his shirt barely brushing your bare arm as he locked eyes with
you for a second. You ignored his odd aura and focused back on the items in
front of you.
“That’s way too much!”
you exclaimed, taking the vanilla from Taeyong, setting it to the side in
He laughed, backing
away from the bowl and letting you take over.
“Clean this up” you
commanded, pointing to the sugar he had spilled across the counter earlier.
He listened to your, quietly
working by your side to clean up the mess.
“Thanks” he murmured.
“For doing this- it’s
really nice” he replied, not looking up from his task.
You smiled, your heart
warming at his sincere words.
“It’s no problem, you
all work so hard- I’m always glad to come over!” you cheered, slowing your
You began to roll the
dough into small balls, gingerly placing them on the cookie sheet. Taeyong
opened his mouth lazily at you. You shook your head before shoving a sticky ball
of dough into his mouth. He nodded vigorously, a sound of approval escaping his
full mouth. Soft footsteps sounded in the hallway causing you and Taeyong to
look over your shoulders. Hansol looked at you both, his chest constricting
with every step. He couldn’t hide his look of disgust and anger.
“Did your nostrils
just flare?” Taeyong teased, raising his eyebrows in amusement.
“No” Hansol scoffed,
too prideful to admit his childish jealousy.
His dark eyes darted
to your curious ones, an innocent expression on your face that only worked him
“Do you need something
from the kitchen?” you asked quietly.
He cleared his throat,
shaking his head and turning around, heading back to his room. You and Taeyong
looked at each other with confusion on your faces, watching Hansol close the
door to his room again. You quickly opened the door of the preheated over,
shoving the cookie sheet inside and setting the timer. Without any other words
to Taeyong you quickly went to Hansol’s room, determined to find out why he was
acting so distant.
He hummed in question
from his bed and you immediately sat on the edge of his bed. Your small hands
carefully smoothed over the covers he had draped over himself.
“Are you feeling
alright?” you asked, suddenly worried.
You brushed his hair
away from his forehead, his eyes opening to look at you. He sat up quickly,
catching you off guard. You retracted your hand, looking at him with
questioning eyes. He shoved the covers away and pulled you onto the bed.
Clumsily, you fell over, trying to pull your arm from his grasp. He easily
pulled you to him, before straddling your hips. You winced at his weight on
you, pushing at his thighs with your weak arms. Bending down, he captured your
lips in a gentle kiss, his soft lips surprising you. He held your hands above
your head, taking his time with you. You melted under him, submitting to him. Gently,
he ground into you, you gasped against his lips, feeling the stiff tent in his
pants. His tongue coaxed yours to come and play, expertly making you whimper
quietly as his soft lips danced with yours.
His lips left yours, trailing down to your exposed neck and placing a chaste
kiss. He smiled against your warm skin bitterly before nipping at it harshly.
Your hands fought against his and you let out a whine, writhing under him. He
pulled away, sitting back, his weight making your hips sink into the mattress.
You groaned as he let your hands go, his moving down to the edge of your shirt.
“Why are you like
this?” you questioned, ignoring the way he hungrily pushed up your shirt,
annoyed by the thick fabric.
“You’re my girlfriend, I can do what I want” he
You rolled your eyes,
bunching his t-shirt into your hand and yanking him to you, his hands quickly
moving to steady himself as you whispered in his ear.
“And you’re my boyfriend, I have a right to know.”
He let his head fall,
his cheek brushing yours.
“I need you” he groaned,
his warm lips mouthing at your soft skin.
You swallowed thickly,
wanting to move your legs, heat pooling in your panties. He left you and immediately
you sat up on the bed, watching him. He gestured toward the bathroom with a nod
of his head and you quickly got up, stepping to the bathroom. He went to his
closet, leaving you alone. You quickly pulled off your shirt and pushed down
your shorts, throwing them out the bathroom. You peaked out from the bathroom,
calling for Hansol quietly. His proximity surprised you and you drew back
instantly, taking in his soft golden skin, clad in only a pair of dark red
boxers. He smiled, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
He backed you into the sink, your nose brushing against his sturdy chest as he
trapped you. He reached behind you, turning the water of the shower on. His
actions were slow, almost teasing as his hand sensually kneaded one of your ass
cheeks, pulling you into him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your
impatient lips moving to his defined collarbone. He picked you up, setting you
on the sink clumsily, his hand going to the back of your neck to pull you
closer as he claimed your lips again. Your fingers wove into his messy hair,
fisting his soft locks. He moved down to your neck, his hands moving behind
your back to unclasp your delicate bra. You quickly moved your hands down to
his hips as he began kissing your neck, sucking on the tender skin. You let out
a soft moan, the straps of your bra sliding from your shoulders. You dropped
the flimsy material to the side, your eager hands going back to his hips to
push the waistband of his boxers down his thighs. You gasped his name, making
him pull back. You slid down from the counter, his hands quickly moving to your
arms to stabilize you. You giggled and looked up at him, his dark orbs
absorbing all your attention, a hunger hidden behind the warmth.
The water felt cool on
your hot skin, your temperature rising with each touch from him. His caring and gentle manner was
gone, replaced by a domineering and forceful one.
He picked you up, your back hitting the cool tile with more force than you had
expected. You yelped, clutching onto him and wrapping your legs around his
waist. His latex-clad member pushed into you, your breathing faltering. Your
nails dug into his biceps as you looked down, your eyes raking over his tight
abs down to the hilt of his member. Your tense body winced at the uncomfortable
feeling; he had skipped foreplay altogether. He gave you time to adjust,
busying himself with your breasts. His hot tongue lashed out at your skin, his
teeth raking over your perked nipple.
whimpered, hugging him closer.
He began to move, his
hips meeting yours with steady thrusts. His hot breath tickled your neck, the
water from the shower completely running cold, cooling your skin. With each thrust
you let out a weak cry; with each cry he thrust harder.
He groaned your name, harshly fucking you against the tiled wall of the shower.
No coherent words could leave your lips, only loud gasps and cries. He managed
to pull your hand from his bicep, moving it to your womanhood. His strong hands
returned to your hips, silently telling you he wouldn’t be the one to touch
you. You rubbed your clit in fast circles, his grunts getting louder along with
the sound of skin slapping, the noise of the shower not concealing any of the loud,
lewd sounds leaving your and his mouths. Your thighs tensed, the vigorous
motions of your hand bringing you to your high. You called out, your voice breaking
before heavy breaths left your lips. Hansol groaned, the feeling of your
womanhood clenching around him driving him to the brink. His head fell to your
shoulder, his lips pressing against your wet skin to muffle his loud moan.
You stayed still with him in the shower for a minute, slowly recovering.
“I smell something
burning-” you murmured.
Your eyes opened immediately,
a look of panic on your face.