"I doubt you'd risk tainting those pretty little hands of yours. "He challenges with a smirk underneath the scorching sun, a chin up to show off the sharpness of his jaw and the outline of the straw sticking out of his mouth. "City girls like you don't belong in a place like this." -------------- Stolen from @laikataehyung Written for @laikataehyung Farmer au. Strawberry farm au.

A silhouette. There. At the edge of her bed, no more than three feet away, seated on the only chair in the room. She blinked again. No. But there he was. Kim Taehyung. In her room. At 3:30 in the morning. Sitting too still, too comfortably-as if this were his space. The shadows danced around him, painting sharp lines along the ridges of his cheekbones, and his legs were crossed leisurely like he had been here for a while. And in his lap- Her dress. The dress. The one she bought after her first paycheck. A muted blush satin, simple, elegant... but expensive enough that she had hesitated for ten minutes before buying it. His long fingers were brushing the hem of it now, slow and possessive, like he was cataloguing its texture just to make her feel something. Y/N's mouth parted, but no sound came. She sat up slowly, blanket clutched to her chest. Her skin flushed with cold and confusion. "How-how did you come in?" He looked at her then. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, as if she had asked the wrong question. "Your lock," he said, matter-of-fact. "Is a joke." She stared. His tone didn't change, but his gaze darkened, sharpening like a hunter with too much time. "You're practically inviting predators." He rose slowly-uncrossing those long legs, setting the dress down on the bed beside her, silk whispering across her sheets. Then, with the careful pace of a man completely sure of his control, he walked toward her. She didn't move. Couldn't. Taehyung crouched next to the bed. The distance between them collapsed in an instant. His nose brushed her cheek. His breath fanned across her neck. Then- "To rape you," Updates: 12AM ⚠️ Soft hearted, emotionally weak, cry easily, easily overwhelmed by emotions, believes in good in people, loves too deeply, too quickly, feels guilt like storm, breaks at smallest emotional roller coaster, f*cking stay away from this specific book! [Please read the HEAVY WARNING before continuing, you need your mental health, trust me!]

❝I have a dick!❞ ❝Technically, it's my dick.❞ In which you end up in a not-so-normal circumstance. Somehow, you switched bodies with the guy you hate most, Kim Taehyung. ❀ ༻•༺ ⊰ • ✿ • ⊱ ༻•༺ ❀ 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓

he liked the taste of her lipstick. collegecore!taehyung x you. tw: heavy angst.

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎. BTS Oneshot. ------------------------- Warning- Harassment, killing, abuse, torture, rape,etc. You've been already warned. Read it on your own risk.. Note-No one is allowed to report, copy, translate or hate on my story. No one is allowed to report my story. If you don't like it then just fuck off. No one's forcing you to read it. It's my hard work and I'd love you'all to support me not to give me negative vibes. 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

Stuffing a hand in his pocket, he tilted his head. Biting the corner of his lip, he took a thorough overview of her body before looking back at her teary honey orbs. She felt chills, watching that obnoxious deadliness in his oceanic orbs. He started walking back, making her feel uneasy. She continued to stare at him while he kept walking backward but halted at the door. He gave her a sinister smirk, and she saw a turbulant havoc emerging in his gaze. Her senses alerted when he clutched the doorknob. Before she could say or do anything, he slammed the door shut with a thud, and her eyes widened when she heard click of door locking. "Taehyung.. What the hell is this!!" Y/n exclaimed, rushing towards the door, but her heart sank, finding it already locked. "Why did you lock the door?!" She aggressively twisted the doorknob, but her movements paused, whereas her whole body shuddered in sheer terror hearing his dark soul-shivering chuckle from outside. Her throat went dry, and her soul trembled, not knowing what madness he was about to unleash. "Open the door, Taehyung!!!" She banged her fist on the door, growing more terrified by the second. "Taehyung, please!!" She shouted, banging louder. Her heart started thudding against her chest when she heard him hissing from outside. Mockery and evilness were lacing in his tone, which made her more afraid and desperate Taehyung leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms against his chest, his left heel against the door as he smirked viciously. "Calm down.. Little doll..." His cavernous, serene voice made her feel cold chills running through her veins. "Just take rest until I come back to you.. because trust me... " He paused and tilted his head, looking over his shoulder. "Tonight, I'll come back to ruin you in ways you'll beg to be undone... but only after I erase Jeon Jungkook from this world - slowly, painfully, and so mercilessly, even hell will flinch." Highest Ranking #1 - Passion genre

Looking outside the train window Taehyung smile. He takeout a small teddy and caresses it. This is the only thing he have as her memory. Taehyung looked at the ring he brought for her Taehyung : I hope you except this my love A beautiful love story of a famous novel writer and his little matche girl who sells matche box on street. A love story which will give you all the feeling of happiness sadness anxiety together.

❝ I really love that boxy smile of yours, Tae. ❞ - kim taehyung

"𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼,𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓾𝓷...𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮" ~~~~~• 1st in Fanfiction! [FilipinoWritersAward2020] Bts Series #1 "I'm an Alien." He said so casually. "Are you on drugs?" I yawned as I rub my eye. "No, I'm here to take you back on our planet." He said while looking deeply in my eyes as if he's searching for something. "I'm already on my planet what are you talking about mister?" I made a frown. ~~~~~• What if someday a good looking person knocks on your door early in the morning introducing himself as an alien and mistaken you for someone, would you entertain him or what? A Y/N story. [50,000 words-60,000 words] sᴛᴀʀᴛ: 03-27-20 ᴇɴᴅ : 06-13-20

Genre : Psychological Thriller "Who the f*ck are you". He yelled and a sense of dread washed over her as Taehyung rose slowly gripping a heavy metal axe while staring at the couple in front him. Fear gripped her heart as he instilled terror in every soul present there. Taehyung climbed three stairs and his footsteps echoed in the silent hall. He stood in front of the man who was shorter than him but was hiding the woman behind him holding her hand behind his back. Taehyung loomed over him as his stature towered them, casting a shadow of intimidation. His eyes were chillingly intense, holding a darkness that was unfathomable. Even though the man was trying to intimidate Taehyung, Taehyung's scary demeanor and the axe in his hand was making him sweat. Taehyung blinked slowly looking down at the man who clenched his jaw while fear was noticeable in his tensed form. Taehyung smirked slightly and trailed his eyes back to her, fixating on her trembling form while silent tears streamed down her face, she was unable to meet his gaze but ground slipped under her feet as those sinister words slipped out of his mouth in a calm tone. "I told you, I'll slit apart who will try to take you away from me........My love" _______________________________________ ll Book 2 of Ephialtes ll viewers discretion advised ©️ : ficneont ⚠️ warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to disturbing concept. Content : violence, blood, torture, mental illness, love, romance, abuse, trauma, drugs, strong language, explicit scenes