that was unnecessary and you know it

You don’t deserve the invalidation and unnecessary comments family, strangers, doctors, etc make about your disability. They don’t know your experiences, your pain, or what you’re feeling therefore they shouldn’t be commenting and making you feel ashamed, like a burden, or anything like that. I promise you’re disabled enough despite what others say and that you don’t deserve people erasing and trivializing your disability as well as day to day experiences, you deserve the opposite.

anonymous asked:

Hey tea, I've been feeling like the unnecessary friend lately, I'm never included in anything my friends are doing, any advice on how to deal with this?

The only way to solve a problem like this is to bring it up with them. That’s pretty much it.

If they’re emotionally mature enough, and they actually care about you, they’ll want to know why you feel that way and what they can do to help alleviate that feeling of non-inclusion. If they’re not the kind of person you should be friends with, they’ll probably take it as a personal insult, and list off a bunch of reasons why you shouldn’t feel that way.

I know it’s rather blunt, but you can’t wait around and hope that other people will pick up on your innermost thoughts. If you’re afraid to share because a mental illness is making it hard, then you need to try and push through it, maybe starting with someone who you trust, who can help you find the right words to say. The first step is always up to you.

But if you’re afraid to share because you’re afraid they’ll get mad at you and won’t want to be friends? Again, sorry to be blunt, but you need to find better friends. You deserve better friends. Life is too short to waste time on people who’ll reject you for not being happy.

I hope this helps.

- Tea!Mun

People are actually saying they don’t like Jensen anymore like ??? I know he has more attention drawn on him because of his position and that you might not have liked how he handles the questions asked but really? You don’t like him simply because he doesn’t support the ship he’s constantly being tormented with? 

anonymous asked:

You're all in a fandom full of LGBTQ+ people you should be concerned if people find womyn offensive as it is a transphobic term!

Hey. Hey there. Slow your roll, pal. I’m more than willing to listen but the immense amounts of really freaking rude messages I have in my inbox right now are fucking unnecessary.

I’ll claim ignorance on this one. I legit didn’t know. And I’m going to go read up on it now. But seriously people being assholes about it is legit ridiculous.

OFF of tumblr, the cool thing to do is to say, “Hey, that thing you were just talking about, did you know it’s considered transphobic?” And I would say, “Oh, no, dude I’m so sorry I didn’t!” And then I’d find out why and would be a better person for being educated.

You don’t help people be more educated, better people by being a cunt. So knock it off.

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry to ruin the mood but I kind of need advice and I don't know who else to go to. I'm too scared to talk about this to anyone in rl so yeah. How do you get rid of unnecessary jealousy and suicidal thoughts? Not like I would ever commit anything drastic, but I keep having thoughts like "I need to kill myself", "I hate them because they're better than me", and "no one's lives would change if I just died". They just appear in my head before I have a chance to realize what I thought.

hey… no mood is ruined by you reaching out for help, ok? i’m not sure i should be the person to come to for advice on this, because i often have thoughts like these myself- so first off, know that you’re not alone in having thoughts like these.

secondly, i want to make sure you understand that intrusive thoughts like those are usually something that you can not control, and just because you think them, it doesn’t mean that you are bad or that they’re true.

i’m not sure what kind of advice you’re looking for, and i would suggest talking to a therapist if you’re concerned, but since you already said you don’t want to talk to anyone in real life, i’m not sure what else to tell you… i’m sorry!

i am not qualified and i certainly don’t want to say the wrong thing… but if you ever want to message me off anon, i would be more than happy to talk to you more, if you want !! 💜

anonymous asked:

im not trans* so when I write fic or have personal hc's I choose not to write folks as trans* because I do not feel qualified? example: I see a lot of trans* TAZ hc's which I like but I don't want to do a disservice to trans* folks and misrepresent that lived experience. do u consider this a good approach until I educate myself better or do you think as a cis woman I should obviously be better self-educated but refrain from attempting to write a character as trans*?

okay, one, dont use the asterisk, i actually genuinely forgot that was a thing until i got this ask, its been so long that i forget the issues with it i just know its unnecessary

anyway like??? you can write trans characters just dont write About them being trans yfeel? like,, you can write a trans character in a fanfic without having to draw attention to it every paragraph, if youre writing porn or something id suggest you veer away from portraying trans hcs there, however

Why are people calling Jensen a ‘homophobic’?

Seriously… it needs to stop.

A fan asked Jensen a question to which he gave an honest answer and if we’re being serious here, we all knew what that answer would be even before someone asked it to him or Misha.

Now calling him an homophobic just because you didn’t like the answer you got? come on.

Yes, destiel is adorable but I seriously don’t understand why can’t you just admire their true, cute little friendship from afar, without insults or making them uncomfortable. Everyone knows how respectful that man is but if y’all start with the insults and unnecessary hate then don’t complain when he stops being so open and sweet with the fans and even hanging out with Mish altogether.

Jensen Ackles is only a man, and as one, he has limits – don’t forget that.

anonymous asked:

So, I've just been re-watching some of GT and I was curious. What are your thoughts on how that series handled Krillin, 18 and Marron and their family dynamic?

Well for starters, I wish they had given Krillin a better character design because that mustache is HORRIFIC.

But overall, we don’t see too much of our favorite family in GT and what we see is not very…fleshed out, to say the least. The Super Seventeen Saga does cover them a bit more, but geesh did they really have to make it so sad, and unnecessary tbh. I mean fusing two Seventeens was cool and all but SuperSeventeen wasn’t all that great. I expected more out of that. I did like how Eighteen came to help but you know, it’s kinda really sad because she already lost her husband who gets killed by her own brother who in turn is fused with some evil copycat of himself and to defeat that fusion she essentially has to kill him...like can the woman get a break, and what about Marron?

Character-wise, there is not that much to say. I do LOVE Eighteen’s short hair tho, it’s deffo a fave. Marron’s design is cute but I wish they had stuck to her being noseless. Also, I don’t like her attitude in the Bebi saga but I partially attribute that to being possessed. It’s funny how in GT she states how flying is scary while that clearly got retconned in Super because have you SEEN kid!Marron? Daredevil extraordinaire!  We don’t get much interaction with them. Heck, Super already has a lot more chestnut interaction than GT.

the pool scene was literally so unnecessary like there was no real plot to it and in the end they didn’t even get to swim 

the pOOL SCENE DID N OTHING IT COULD HAVE BEEN LEFT OUT BUT SOMEONE ON THE VOLTRON CREW WAS LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT THIS SEASON NEEDS, YOU KNOW WHAT WE REALLY NEED TO SHOW THE VIEWERS?

LANCE AND KEITH… SHIRTLESS TOGETHER IN AN ELEVATOR THAT BREAKS DOWN… SO THEY NEED PRESS THEIR BARE BACKS TOGETHER TO CLUMB OUT… 

*picture falls from Max’s bag. Chloe sees it*
C: “ Wait, Max, a picture fell from–uh?! …Thanks, Max, nice shot!”
M: “ What…?”
C: “ I didn’t know you took a picture of me at the pool… I look hella sexy, here!”
M: “ …Shit! Chloe, give it back!”
C: “ Hahaha, no way! …Did you want to keep it for yourself?! You’re such a perv-nerd!”
M: “ STOP IT, CHLOE, GIVE IT BACK! ”
C: “ I could, but I want something in return… ”
M: “ What the hell do you want?! ”
C: “ I’ll give it to you and forget about it… but you have to kiss me. ”
M: “ God, not again! ”

*apologizes for unnecessary scenario*

im sure most of yall saw Bam’s new tweet

many of us speculate that Bambam is referring to this tweet that got almost 3000 rts from the last screenshot i had.


if you guys are still unaware, bambam uses social media a lot and he looks at comments about himself a lot and unfortunately bambam often takes things to heart. the other members (like youngjae) has mentioned before that bambam often looks through comments about himself and thinks about them a lot. so if everyone could just stop spouting unnecessary and hateful comments like this. it would be great.

although it is unclear that his tweet was about this particular tweet, op retweeted a tweet about “bambam subtweeting u” 

anyways the point is this bambam is extremely sensitive and should be protected and all this unnecessary comments should stop especially when you know bambam watches social media like a hawk.  idk just ????? stop????????? 

The kpop fandom is honestly so toxic. At first all the fans are all like, “my bias is a perfect angel who isn’t capable of making mistakes or saying anything offensive” but the moment they screw up, you guys go on a full 180 degree turn and say the most hateful things. Idols are human beings. They WILL make mistakes whether we like it or not so stop putting them on such a high pedestal that no normal human can reach. If they make a mistake then educate them. Let them know why they were wrong and why you were offended. Nothing good will happen from spreading baseless unnecessary hate. People will just get hurt in the process.

Types as harmless but (somehow) unnecessary habits
  • ISTP: Holding your breath when a character in a movie/TV show does to see if you could make it
  • ESTP: Avoiding the cracks between tiles and bricks when you walk
  • INTP: Texting a friend when you're behind their door rather than ringing the doorbell
  • ENTP: Babbling horrible things to your pets in a sweet voice and enjoying the fact they're happy and don't know what you're telling them
  • INFP: Clicking "maybe later" when an app asks you to rate it even if you're never going to just because you don't want to hurt its feelings
  • ENFP: Always keeping your music on shuffle yet skipping every song because it's not the one you want to hear
  • ISFP: Tapping the top of a soda can before opening it
  • ESFP: Opening the microwave a second before it's ready to avoid hearing the beep
  • ISFJ: Instinctively saying "sorry" when you bump into inanimate objects
  • ESFJ: Liking a friend's Facebook post if no one else has even if you don't really care about it just so they don't feel like the post was a mistake
  • ISTJ: Counting the amount of stairs as you walk up
  • ESTJ: Checking the keyboard after making a typo to see how close the missed key was to the key you pressed to judge how acceptable the typo was
  • INTJ: Removing earbuds from your ear every now and then to make sure the sound isn't coming out of your phone/computer
  • ENTJ: In bed, counting how many hours of sleep you would get if you fell asleep right now and feeling anxious as the amount goes down
  • INFJ: Restarting a song when you're distracted and miss your favorite part
  • ENFJ: Smiling at a crying baby to cheer them up even if they're not looking at you

things i understand: people not liking youtubers
things i do not understand: people finding it necessary to put posts stating they do not like youtubers in these youtubers’ tags

How to know you are INFP

-You often feel like an alien on earth.

(INFPs are one of the rarest types. Even though we can find a lot of us chatting on the internet, it can be hard to find other INFPs in “real life”, because we tend to avoid unnecessary attention. Therefore, we can sometimes feel very alone and different.)

-You feel sorry for the last cookie in the jar.

(A lot of INFPs have a great sense of empathy. We understand other people and their feelings. In some cases, this sense of empathy can even lead us to project feelings onto inanimate objects. I once apologized to a chair for knocking my foot on it.)

-Your room or apartment is full of random, more or less useful stuff.

(Our Intuitive side mixed with our perceiving side makes us idea machines. We are interested by everything. We start tons of projects we won’t finish right now, but maybe later. We keep stuff just in case. We also keep stuff because of sentimental values. Our mind is always rolling and exploring and creating. Our space is representative of our mind.)

-You can’t put your music library on random.

(INFPs are very curious and open-minded. We understand and love many different things. If you are INFP, chances are you like a lot of different kinds of music too. So you need to make playlists unless you want to hear a piano jazz instrumental song right after some gangster rap, followed by an obscure indie band from the 80s.)

AWARD (M)

BACKGROUND: You were the make up artist assigned to design and apply the scars on Taehyung’s back for their MAMA performance. Then things get a little heated.

AUTHORS NOTE: This picture just nearly killed me along with that damn performance. So I said I’d write a fic about it and now here it is! I know it’s nothing much but it got my feelings out for Tae quite a bit. I’ll do better next time ;) enjoy! 

Not my greatest work, but oh well :)



You force yourself to calm down, to hide the shaking of your fingers, to slow down the beat of your heart, and to bite back your unnecessary panting. Your fingers lightly press against the skin on his lower back and you immediately hear the hiss that escapes his mouth.

“Your fingers are cold.” He immediately comments. You nod your head as you dab the last few finishing touches, praying to the heavens that your ears weren’t as red as they felt. 

 "Woah, it looks so real.“ You hear Jungkook mutter behind you and you bite back a smile as you continue to work, motivated by the compliment. 

“Don’t excite me!” Taehyung whines as he angles his head to look at you. 

“Are you almost done?" 

"Yup.” You nod, doing your best to avoid his gaze. Taehyung was in colored lens again today and somehow that always seemed to stir something in you when he looked at you so intensely. 

Once you were pleased with your work, you drop your hands against your lap and study your design quietly. The scars had looked better than you had expected them to. The intricate curves had made them look like they were really a place where beautiful wings once laid on. You don’t know what had came over you or why you even did it, but you lifted your hand and traced a single line against Taehyung’s spine, fascinated by the sculptured form of his back. 

A shiver immediately runs down the boy’s body and he snaps his head back to look at you, eyes wide. Once you realized what you had done, your own eyes widen in return as you clutch your hand against your chest. 

“I’m sorry, I was just-” You bite your lower lip, feeling your cheeks flame in embarrassment “I was just checking if it was dry." 

You mentally slap yourself, knowing your lie was the most idiotic thing you could have said. The make up was on his shoulder blades yet you had your hands running down his spine. 

"Is it? Dry, I mean?” Taehyung asks, his voice deeper than usual. You swallow the lump stuck in your throat and nod, desperately searching for someone to save you from your own embarrassment. 

As if hearing your plea, Taehyung’s stylist immediately steps towards him, handing him his dress shirt and coat for the performance. 

“You should get ready.” You mumble, standing up and grabbing your equipment.

 "But Y/N, How am I gonna get this off later?“ Taehyung asks as he puts on his dress shirt, eyes trained on you. It takes all your will power to keep your eyes on his face, doing your best not to glance at his abdomen as you spoke.

"I’ll be here later, I’ll help you get the make up off.” You answer and Taehyung’s answering smile was so blinding that you had to clench your fists together to calm yourself down.

“That’s great. Thanks.” He nods and before you could humiliate yourself even more, you spin around and head for the doors, your heart slamming against your chest while your head swam with another wave of embarrassing imaginations all because of a certain

 Kim Taehyung. 



You let out a smile as you watch the last of the stylists make their ways out of the room, a fresh wave of tears streaming down their faces.

“Y/N, we’re going to place everything in the car, I think Taehyung’s the only one who hasn’t gotten dressed yet.” One stylist had told you.

“Yeah, Jimin said Taehyung & Jin are still out greeting other people.” You nod, praying to the heaven’s that they’d change their decision and say that they’d wait with you. 

 "Well, we’ll go ahead. We cant have ourselves looking this horrible for the after party. Will you be okay handling him on your own?“ 

Jesus, no. 

"Sure, you guys go ahead.” You nod, hands running through your hair as you bite back the urge to beg them to stay. Fuck your kind heart. 

Once they had shut the doors, you let out a sigh of frustration before scanning around the room. The only things left were your own equipment plus Taehyung and Jin’s things. The two boys were apparently still out talking to the other idols they had shared the stage with. 

You glance at yourself through the mirror, letting out a chuckle at the sight of your swollen eyes. When they had announced BTS as the winner, the whole waiting room had practically burst out in tears as you all watched the boys cry on stage. You remember biting back a huge smile as tears streamed down your cheeks at just how proud you were seeing them accepting the award they had long deserved. 

The sudden bang of the door has you jumping in shock as you snap your head back, finding Jin smiling apologetically at you. 

“Did we make you wait?” He mumbles, scurrying to grab his clothes from the couch. You shake your head and smile back at him.

“No, it’s fine. I was just cleaning up." 

You watch as Taehyung enters with their manager, a wide smile on his face as he rubs his hands together. 

"I kind off got carried away talking to them.”

“Of course you did.” Their manager smiles before turning to look at you “Y/N, could you stay here and help out Taehyung first? I need to help Jin find his phone. He lost it again. " 

You look back at Jin who was already shrugging on his sweater and throwing his backpack over his back. 

"I swear I had it with me earlier.” Jin frowns, waving at you before he’s jogging out of the doors. You watch in silent desperation as their manager shuffles after the oldest member, shutting the door and leaving you to your own doom.

You grit your teeth and shut your eyes before a clearing of throat has you jumping in shock. You turn to look at Taehyung who stood awkwardly by the mirrors, his eyes dancing around the room.

“So, how do I get this scar off of me?” He asks and you do your best to steady your voice as you reach for your pouch. 

“I’ll do it, turn around.” You thank the heaven’s for the fact that your voice had not cracked as you pull out wet wipes and make up removers.

Taehyung turns around obediently and you curse yourself mentally when you hear him dropping his coat and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. You force yourself to push back the unwanted thoughts that lingered at the back of your mind, knowing that you had to be professional to get your job done. All this fantasizing about Kim Taehyung was going to get you nowhere and could have even cost you your job. 

“Did you cry?” His sudden question causes you to glance up at the mirror, eyes locking with his through the reflection.

“A bit.” You smile “You guys made a lot of us cry”

“I cried a bit too.” He smiles in return, hands rubbing his arms awkwardly.

“I forgot to congratulate you though.” You mumble, head bobbing to the side “Congratulations BTS!”

Taehyung purses his lips as he bites back a smile and nods “Thank you.”

When his hands run down his abdomen, you decide it was time for you to look away unless you wanted another wave of dirty thoughts to cross your mind again. You gingerly place your hands against his lower back, not noticing the sudden clench of Taehyung’s jaws as his skin tightened under your hold. 

You start chanting “I love my job” over and over again in your head, doing your best to avoid having your mind wander as you worked. 

Once you were just about to finish, a small red dot against Taehyung’s skin has you frowning as you do your best to wipe it away. You frown at the fact that no matter how much you wiped it, the dot had stayed glued against his skin. You bite your lower lip in concentration before you use your nails to gently rake against his back, hoping it would wipe away the nuisance against his skin. 

 "Stop!“ Taehyung’s command has your hands stopping in mid air as you lift your head up to look at him through the mirror. The air leaves your lungs once your eyes lock with the boy in front of you. His gaze was dark, a slight shine of sweat running down his chest as his veins strained against his skin while his fingers clutched his legs painfully.

"Did-Did it hurt? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“Stop biting your lips and looking at my back like that, its driving me mental.” The crack in Taehyung’s voice has a sudden wave of heat traveling down through you. You spare yourself a glance at the mirror and almost choke back a gasp when you see how hooded your eyes had become, your cheeks were red in embarrassment while your lips had become swollen and pink after being bitten on for too long. 

 "I- oh god. I’m sorry.“ You mumble nervously and before you could say anything else, Taehyung spins on his heels, grabbing your wrist and pulling you up and towards him. 

You let out a yelp as your face comes inches away from his, your heart slamming against your chest so strong and loud you were sure he could hear it. 

"And stop saying you’re sorry when I’m more than flattered to have you gawking at me like I’m fucking meal.” He smirks, head bobbing to the side. The breath that leaves your lips has your knees shaking, ready to give up on you. Taehyung immediately steadys you by placing his hands against your hips, as his eyes twinkle with mischief.

 "I’m gonna need you to say something, Y/N. Cause if I’m wrong then I just sounded like one hell of a cocky bastard just now.“ 

You were dreaming.

Of course you were, there was no way in hell Kim Taehyung was flirting with you. That just was’t humanly possible. To prove your point, you pinch your arm and suddenly let out a sound of pain at the sting. You stare at your arm wide eyed then turn to Taehyung as he takes the hurt arm from you. 

"What did you do that for?” He frowns, thumb rubbing gently against the reddening area. 

“Checking to see if this was a dream.” You mumble thoughtlessly. Taehyung lets out a low chuckle before leaning his head closer to you, his nose crinkling as he shook his head. 

“I’ll be damned if this was a dream. It’s taken me so long to actually have the balls to finally corner you like this.” He mutters, his breath dancing against your skin due to the close proximity. Your eyes unconsciously wander to his lips, watching as his tongue glides teasingly over the plump portion of his lip before it retreats back into his mouth. Your lips part in need and when you lift your eyes to lock with Taehyung’s, his lips are suddenly on yours. 

So this is what heaven tastes like. 

His grip against your waists tightens as he pulls you closer against him, his other hand placing itself on the back of your neck, as if restricting your from pulling back. You place your hands on his bare arms, lips moving perfectly in sync with his, as if he was a breath of fresh air to your lungs. 

Taehyung pulls back, gently tugging on your lower lip with his teeth as he places his forehead against yours. 

“Shit, I should have done that a long time ago.” The breathlessness of his voice has you leaning against him, arm wrapping around his neck for support as you felt your knees shaking. 

“You didn’t even know I existed back then.” You mutter, remembering the lack of conversation between the two of you ever since you had start working for BTS. 

Taehyung shakes his head, a smile forming against his lips as his fingers drum dangerously close to the hem of your shirt. “You came in that day in a red turtleneck dress paired with black boots, Y/N. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. Yet every time I tried talking to you, you looked so damn scared to talk to me I thought you had hated me or something." 

"I didn’t” You shake your head, eyes widening at Taehyung’s words. Hated him? Far from it. You had adored Taehyung since you had laid eyes on him. The moment you had saw him smiling and laughing with Jimin, you knew you were hooked. But you knew you were nothing more than a make up artist to him and having any sort of feelings for him could have also risked your job. 

“I know.” He smiled, pushing back a strand of your hair as his thumb swiped back and forth against your chin “I discovered that when-" 

"When?” You gulp, watching him lean forward as he places a soft kiss against your chin. 

“You were asleep in one of the changing rooms last month” Another kiss lands against your throat and you angle your head back, heart hammering against your rib cage.

“I’d forgotten my phone and just as I was about to reach for it, you had moaned something so delicious to hear." 

Your mouth falls open when Taehyung bites your skin only to swipe his tongue against it apologetically. 

"And do you know how many nights I had to go off on my own, reliving you moaning my name the way you had that night?” His hands squeeze your ass and you let out a responding moan as you back arches against him. 

“That’s my girl.” Taehyung smiles against your skin “Will I be hearing more of that tonight or should I stop?" 

Always the gentleman, Kim Taehyung. 

You run your hands through his hair, your eyebrow quirking upwards before your tugging on his hair, causing Taehyung’s mouth to open in shock as a low groan escapes his mouth. If you were going to hell, then you might as well have abused it. 

Wanna hear me scream it this time?“ You had no idea where this surge of confidence had come from and you had no time to let the embarrassment of it consume you because right after two beats, Taehyung’s mouth is on yours yet again. Then after another blink of an eye, he suddenly he has your legs wrapped around him as he walks towards the long couch situated in the middle of the room.

Your lips danced against each other in a sloppy desperate kiss, wanting to devour each other as your hands roamed each others body. Taehyung takes a seat against the couch and you immediately straddle him, your hips having a mind of their own as they start rocking against him for friction. Taehyung lets out a moan so low and so delicious that you bite down on his lower lip before swiping your tongue against it. The responding groan this time has you smiling against his lips in triumph. Oh how you were going to milk out every sound out of him tonight. 

"Don’t test me, babe. You have no idea what I plan to do to you just to hear every sound that can come out from the pretty little mouth of yours.” Taehyung mumbles as he’s lifting your shirt just above your chest before pulling down your bra to release your breasts to him. 

“But they’ll be waiting for us so-” A light pinch against one of your nipples has you mewling as your body jerks in response “-that’ll have to be another time.”

He doesnt even give you the chance to respond as he takes your nipple into his mouth, his hands pinching the other bud as a loud moan escapes you and you’re arching against him. 

“Tae, please.” The sound of his name against your lips sends a flash of white against Taehyung’s eyes and he’s swiping his tongue over you before sucking again with full force. A list of profanities leave your mouth as the busy boy drops his hands before unbuckling your jeans. 

“Of all the days you chose to wear jeans, why today sweetheart." 

"I didn’t expect anybody to be fucking me today” You answer and Taehyung is growling as he pushes your jeans down along with your underwear before placing you back onto his lap, your heat landing perfectly against his clothed crotch. 

“I’m the only who’ll be fucking you ever.” He growls hands suddenly in your hair and tugging you closer to him “You understand?" 

Your lips quirk up in a smirk as your nails run lightly over his chest as you grind your hips against him, pleased to see the look of pleasure that crosses his face. 

"That depends on how you perform, Tae Tae." 

“Is that a challenge, babe? You know how much I love those.”

You had not noticed where Taehyung’s hands had traveled until you felt the light squeeze against the inside of your thigh. 

"I always wondered what you’d taste like against my mouth, i’ll just have to find out another time too.” He mumbles, fingers suddenly so close to your core that you bite on your lower lip in anticipation. 

Taehyung slides his fingers against your clit and you throw your head back, gripping his shoulders tighter, urging him to go on. The young boy smiles up at your state, fingers now sliding against your folds. Before you could even react to the slight sensation, he slips a finger inside of you, curling it before he’s pulling out only to slam back inside. 

“Fuck!” You scream, hips moving on their own accord, riding his finger as it pumped in and out of you. “You’re already so wet, babe. You’re taking my finger in so well.” Taehyung breaths, placing a chaste kiss against your open mouth, your moans filling the room. He adds another finger and you end up squeezing your eyes shut as you lean against him, your chest pressing against his. A familiar heat was pooling in your stomach as you ran your hands through Taehyung’s hair. 

 ”Tae, stop. I’m close.“ You mutter, the movement of your hips contrary to your words. 

“Now why on earth would I do that?” Taehyung places another chaste kiss against your shoulder before his hands pump in and out of you faster. You moan out his name mixed with a string of profanities as you felt the pleasure taking over you. A sudden smack against your backside has you choking out a moan as you shake your head back and forth, the pleasure becoming too intense to handle. Taehyung’s thumb starts rubbing circles against your bud and that’s when you had lost it. You scream out his name, your orgasm raking through you as Taehyung continued pumping his fingers in you, helping you ride out your orgasm till you were shivering from the over sensitivity. 

Fuck, Tae.” You breath as he pulls his fingers out of you. He lifts the two digits close to his face, his eyes suddenly twinkling at the sight of your juices coated around him. You watch in silent awe as he brings the two digits into his mouth, tongue dancing around the taste of you. You bite back another moan, the sight already enough to send you back over the edge. 

“I knew you tasted good.” He growls before his lips are on yours again, giving you a taste of yourself. You smile against him as you rake your fingers down his chest then towards his abdomen, appreciating every curve of muscle he had. Once you had felt his belt, you unbuckle the leather material immediately then pop open the button of his slacks, his hard on finally able to breath as you slowly drag the zipper over him. 

Taehyung moans against your mouth and you bite down on his lower lip as you palm him through his boxers. The beautiful boy throws his head back, eyes screwing shut as he does his best to control himself. You study the outline of veins running along his neck, fascinated by the way they strained against his skin. You dip your head down, fingers slipping past the band of his boxers and wrapping around his length as you swipe your tongue against the outline of the vein on his neck. Taehyung lets out a loud moan, his hips bucking against your hand as he runs a hand through his own hair. 

“Jesus, Y/N. How the fuck are you doing this?” He groans and you smile against his skin, pumping up and down on his length faster then suddenly flicking your thumb over the head causing Taehyung to buck harder into your hand, another string of curses dancing out of his mouth. His eyes had become so dark and hooded, devouring you with his gaze alone. You tease him by swiping your tongue against your lips causing a low growl to vibrate against the back of his throat. You were about to pump him faster but before you could even blink, Taehyung had grabbed your hands, twisting you till he was suddenly standing behind you and pushing his pants and boxers down his legs. You angle your head back to look at him, eyes widening when you see him pumping himself as he licked his lips at the sight of your behind spread out for him. He spares you one glance before a smirk graces his lips. 

“You’re dripping for me, babe.” He hums, his free hand palming your behind, the tip of his fingers running against your folds. You let out another moan, head getting lost at the amount of pleasure running through you. Never in your wildest dreams had you thought this would be happening with Taehyung. 

“Do I have to wear a condom? I really wanna feel you around me, Y/N.  I bet you’d feel fucking fantastic.” Taehyung grits his teeth, his own self control cracking at the sight of you. 

“I’m on the pill.” You immediately quip “Hurry the fuck up." 

Your eagerness made Taehyung want to tease you more. Yet he knew that as much fun at that had sound, the boy just couldn’t last a second any longer. He grabs your hips, positioning himself against your entrance, head flying back in pleasure at how your heat was already wrapping around the head of his cock. 

Taehyung!“ You all but scream and the boy did not have to be told twice as he slams into you, hilt deep. Your lewd moans echo around the room and you have you place your hand against you mouth, scared that someone was going to hear you. Taehyung throws his head back, his hand lightly running against your back, while his other hand gripped onto your hips for dear life, assuring you that you’d be bruised tomorrow. 

Move” You growl, annoyed that Taehyung was making no attempt of moving. You were about to scream at him again but the words die down in your mouth at the sudden slam of his hips against yours. You fly face first against the couch, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Taehyung keeps a steady pace. 

“Fuck, Y/n. You’re so fucking tight.” Taehyung says through gritted teeth, his eyes watching in silent awe as he slipped in and out of you perfectly. Suddenly, the distance between you two wasn’t enough and Taehyung tugs onto your hand, pulling you up as he pressed his chest against your back. Your mouth hangs open, the angle suddenly becoming all too much as he dug into you deeper each time. 

“Feel good, baby?” He hums against your ears, lips placing soft kisses against your jaw line. His fingers then make their way to your chest, massaging your breast and doubling the amount of pleasure vibrating through you. When you hadn’t answered his question, Taehyung’s hips stop moving as he smiles against you neck, your whines of protest caressing his ears. 

“Answer me, and I’ll move.“ 

What was his question again? Fuck, how was he even expecting you to be in the right mind with everything he was doing to you. 

"Yes?” You answer, unsure. Taehyung bobs his head to the side, one hand suddenly trailing down your stomach and stopping right above your heat. 

“Not sure?” He hums “Guess, I’ll have to show you how good this can get then." 

His hips slam so hard into you that you all but scream his name as his thumb starts rubbing slow circles against your clit, his other hand massaging your breast while his lips worked on marking your skin. You were seeing stars and the tightening of your stomach was becoming so intense that you knew your second orgasm was just a few moments away. 

Tae~“ You mewl and Taehyung just smiles against your skin, swiping his tongue against the purple bruise he’d just created. 

"Let go, sweetheart.” He mutters, his fingers moving faster against your bud as his pace speeds up even more. 

You had lost it.

Your mind had gone blank as a haze of white covered your eyes. Your body was shaking and your moans were already too incoherent as you dug your nails into the leather of the couch. Taehyung bites back a moan at the feel of your juices coating him, the heat and tightness of your orgasm wrapping around him. 

“I’m fuck- holy shit, Y/N.” Taehyung mutters, as he pumps into you, riding out your high. You were a mess, hair covering your face as sweat dripped down your body, your legs about ready to give up on you as you continued to moan out Taehyung’s name. The said boy, screws his eyes shut, suddenly pulling out of you as his own orgasm erupts, spilling his seeds on your back as he groans out your name. 

You all but collapse onto the couch, eyes shut as you listened to the silent rustle of Taehyung as he moved around the room. You open your eyes gingerly, chest still heaving when you suddenly feel a wet cloth rubbing against your back. You angle your head back, watching silently as Taehyung cleaned you up with the pack of wet wipes you had prepared earlier. When he catches your gaze, his signature box like grin beams up at you and as usual, you cant help your answering smile. When he was done, he lightly taps your behind and you immediately drop to the couch, body still recovering. 

 "You okay?“ Taehyung smiles, slipping on his jeans and shirt while his eyes studied your figure in appreciation. 

"Fine, just a little winded.” You mumble, reaching for your underwear and slipping it on. 

Just as the elastic band slaps against your skin, you lift your head up only to have your lips against Taehyung’s once more. The tall boy was hovering over you as he blindly reaches for your jeans, his lips never leaving yours. Just as you were about to go breathless, he pulls back and bobs his head to the side playfully. 

“I’m getting all kinds of awards today, arent I?" 

You shove him back as you laugh, slipping on your jeans as you bit back the urge to feel too ecstatic about his words. 

You watch as he slips on his coat, grabbing his phone from the table, smiling at himself before he’s turning to look back at you. 

"You look beautiful, Y/N." 

You had not expected those words to exit his mouth. In fact you had never even expected him to say that to you at all. 

Ever. 

"Don’t joke around like that, it’s not funny.” You playfully narrow your eyes at him as you grab you bag and swing it over your shoulders. You reach for your phone and just as you were about to stuff it in your back pocket, Taehyung is angling your head up to look at him. 

“Why in the world would I ever joke about that?” He mutters, voice deep as he arches an eyebrow. 

“I-I dont know.” You stutter, your nerves getting the best of you. 

“Hmm, maybe I need to teach you a lesson or two about just how beautiful you are.” He smiles, head leaning down as his lips hover close to your ears 

“Just you wait til the after party’s over. I’m gonna ravage the hell out of my award tonight.”




a/n: I suck at ending shit. Sorry ;( but yey, smutty Taehyung was fun.

so after that uglyass search bar hit one of my blogs I naturally had to meddle with it because it’s totally unnecessary and intrusive, and I’ve found something of a workaround to make it at least tolerable ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

adding the element .tmblr-iframe–unified-controls to your theme code will let you edit that search bar like any other theme asset. 

I personally just set opacity:0.5; but you can make it completely invisible by adding display:none; , but people won’t be able to use your tumblr control buttons on your blogfront if you do :’)

visual example:

just so you all know :^) 

Still confused about

• The blogs. Wtf is going on??? Also everyone saying ‘Sherlock’s blog’ and not recognising John???
• Why did John use Sherlock’s delusional unstable state as an opportunity to repeatedly kick a high and suicidal Sherlock while he was bleeding on the floor. Like I know that John gets angry but that was extremely cruel and ooc
• Not that I care but where the fuck is the baby
• Is Sherrinford and Euros the same person?? Are there 4 siblings? Is Sherrinford just the name of the location where Euros was kept??
• How did John not recognise the therapist Jesus fucking Christ @ John you need an eye test
• Mycroft and Lady Smallwood??????
• The Unnecessary Adblock (I know that Sherlock was making John feel better about texting someone else and that it doesn’t have to mean anything but it still made me uncomfortable and it was the perfect opportunity for him to Confess Something)
• There was something else but I can’t remember right now