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A/N: part of the Open for Business Collab as part of BSCβs Summer & Smut project. Check out the playlist that accompanies this fic here.
Escaping to Venice for a break from your strenuous job was meant to be simple. Go there, decompress for two weeks, and return feeling invigorated. But the soulful gondolier you meet on the docks in Saint Markβs Square has you wanting to never leave at all. 22.7k words.
Warnings for sexually explicit content: an overindulgent amount of foreplay, oral (f receiving), fingering, body worship, unprotected sex, premature ejaculation, multiple orgasms (m and f receiving), impregnation kink, praise kink, dirty talk, two diff smut scenes.
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Maybe it was his stillness in the chaos of the crowd that caught your eye. The way the bustling tourists and peddlers seemed to part like magic to allow you to observe him uninterrupted from the other side of the plaza. He stood there, calmly sitting on one of the posts at the inner side of the dock, reading an old paperback.
He was young; couldnβt have been more than 25, yet he wore the oddest outfit you had ever seen on a man his age. Deep navy pants, ballooning slightly around his thighs and coming in snugly around his knees and calves. A baggy, squarish striped shirt tucked into those pants, and a black beret. You were pretty sure gondoliers were meant to wear those flat hats with the ribbons that you had seen the rest donning, but you couldnβt deny that it gave his face a golden glow, framing the light brown hair and heavyset brows below it. Odder still were his glasses; rounded lenses with spindly silver frames, and a thin cord tied to the outer edges and connecting around the back of his neck. You had seen them before on librarians and elderly people, but never on a young adult like himself.
Picking your way through the crowds, you keep him in sight, observing the way heβd occasionally look up from his novel to check on his ornately carved gondola, as if he was expecting customers to just hop right on in. As you drew nearer, you can see a sign at his feet, propped up and displaying prices and rules, written down three columns: Italian, English, and what you recognised vaguely to be Korean. You let out a breath of relief. He did speak English, then.
You finally come to a stop directly in front of him, shifting your weight awkwardly, tipping your head to try and catch his attention subtly, but he seems entranced in the novel.
You can see through his splayed fingers that the ragged, yellowed book that has him oblivious to the world around him is Heidi. You could laugh at the thought of a man in Venice getting deeply absorbed in the world of a little girl in Switzerland, but instead it endears you to watch him for a moment, eyebrows twitching slightly in surprise every now and again, an unconscious smile playing at his lips.
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finding bigfoot || min yoongi (m)

you set out to hike the pacific crest trail in search of yourself⦠instead you found him
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πΈ pairing: bigfoot hunter!yoongi x hiker!reader
πΈ word count: 25k
πΈΒ genre: smut, fluff, comedy, slight angst
πΈ warnings: oral (f & m receiving), multiple orgasms, manhandling, (slight) degradation, dirty talk, fingering, creampie, (the dom!yoongi really pops out lmao), and bonding on the PCT with your fav paranoid cryptid hunter :β)
πΈ a/n: ahh this oneshot has been a long time coming now and was so much fun to write so i really hope that you guys enjoy it!! thank you so much for 12.5k followers, i love you guys <3
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There are two things you wish you had known before setting out to hike the Pacific Crest Trail.
Pack way more socks than you think youβll need. Seriously: Pack. More. Socks.
However hard you think itβll be to hike the PCT, take that and double itβno, triple it.
A few weeks ago, when youβd walked in on your partner of over two years in bed with your best friend, you never would have imagined that youβd find yourself here, but here you were; backpack on your shoulders and compass in hand as you trekked (or attempted to trek) across the second longest trail in the United States, the PCT.
But to understand all of that, one needed to back up a few weeks to the worst breakup of your life.
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The Stranger I Met On The Bus
β² summary :Β Your life became a mess of colours the day you decided to leave the luxurious comfort of your home and board the same bus a wandering Namjoon was on.
β² pairing : namjoonΒ x reader
β² word count : 12.6k
β² genre: Β slow burnβ¦β¦fluff, angst, smut, strangers2loversβ¦? or not. unrequited love but fate does it thing ye
β² warnings : rough times man, sexual scenes
a/n: itβs super messy & horrible i knowβ¦but iβve been dying to get this out and iβve been feeling all sorts of things as of late :β
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qc character ages
on hoseokβs role
why taehyung?
on theΒ βrealβ dove
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send me an ask and iβll write a scenario out from this promptlist!
- prompt list -
Prompt List #1Β β Imagines
βWeβre not just friends and you fucking know it.β
βPlease donβt cry. I canβt stand to seeΒ you cryβ
βStay with meβ
βWalk out that door and weβre throughβ
βWell.Β Yell, scream, say something. Anythingβ
βI canβt breatheβ
βI hate how much I love youβ
βWhy are you so jealous?β
βWhere do you think youβre goingβ
βJust leave me aloneβ
βI need some timeβ
βDespite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myselfβ
βYou canβt keep pretending it didnβt happen, cause guess what? It did!β
βJust please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.β
βStop pretending youβre okay, cause I know youβre not.β
βJust talk to meβ
βBite meβ
βIf you insistβ
βI think Iβm in love with you, and that scares the crap out of meβ
βI think youβre just afraid to be happyβ
βWhy are you so nice to meβ
βChoose meβ
βWeβll get through this, I promiseβ
βYouβre so fucking hot when youβre madβ
βYouβre mine. I donβt shareβ
βJust shut up and kiss me.β
βIf we get caught Iβm blaming youβ
βMake meβ
βDo you want to kiss as bad as I do right nowβ
βI think I forgot how to breathβ
βStop biting that fucking lip!β
βYouβre blushingβ
βI missed something didnβt I?β
βYou come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?β
βWell this is awkwardβ
βIs that my shirt?β
βYou look like you need a hugβ
βI canβt believe you donβt like Disney moviesβ
βPlease come home, I miss youβ
βYouβre so fucking adorableβ
βHow can you still look so attractive while crying.β
βIβm pregnantβ
βYouβre lucky youβre cuteβ
βCuddle me.β
βSometimes I really donβt like youβ
βWhat if I told you Iβve been in love with you since we were kids.β
βYouβre seriously like a man-child.β
βYouβre getting crumbs all over my bedβ
βIm too sober for thisβ
βOh god, I need a drinkβ
#bts au#taehyung#namjoon#jimin#hoseok#jungkook#seokjin#yoongi#bts smut#bts fluff#bts request#bts scenarios
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Sly Lace | Teaser
pairing: mafia!jimin x stripper!reader
genre: mafia au, smut, angst, fluff
warnings: 18+ (this fic will have dark mature themes, sexual, graphic, more to be added as the story progresses)
release date: series,Β TBD
summary: Death was nothing new to you, never something you feared. Surrounded by it your whole life, you waited for the day to greet him like an old friend. But when struck with the loss of your sole anchor, you spiral through colorful nights and blank days, only to find yourself perched right on his throne.
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a/n: Hi! Iβm making my debut again as a writer on tumblr. Iβve recently started trying to write, and itβs been really fun so I thought Iβd share one of the drabbles I wrote that Iβll be turning into a series. Iβm also looking for a header for this story so if anyone would be willing to make one up for me thatβd be much appreciated! lmk if you want to be added to the tag list!
#bts au#park jimin#mafia au#jimin x reader#mafia jimin#bts mafia au#fluff#angst#smut#jimin smut#jimin angst#bts smut
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guys who rarely wear suits look at least 385% hotter when wearing a suit while guys who usually wear suits look 451% hotter when wearing casual clothes trust me this is science
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Help; my wife and I are getting married in 49 days and every night right before she falls asleep she whispers how many days are left and itβs so cute and I love her so much.
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Help my wife is singing to me and Im crying because she means so much to me. Sheβs so talented and i donβt know what I did to deserve her in my life. Sheβs my favorite.
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Idols who were born in America | Part 1 of 2
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βYou said this before,Β βWhen everything was dark like the night, fans were like the starsβ. I will say one more thingβ¦β
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