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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

realized after I went to the concert that I was developing a little crush on JK and then this happens! 😭😭

Jungkook holding his hand drawn sign that reads “to me you are perfect.”

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

My precious video of Jimin being charming and blowing lots of kisses and going down to army during 134340 🥹

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 29/07/2026

I haven’t done a #wipwednesday in awhile, so here’s a little secret one I’ve been working on! I wonder who could be under the mask 🤭

While they danced, the man had a cute habit of tilting his head to the side, the thick tendons in his neck displayed, and at this angle, Jungkook felt like he could almost peer beneath the edge of the mask, perhaps catch a glimpse of his charming partner. The mystery of it all made it all the more intoxicating.

Their dancing became flirtation, bolder movements, teasing touches. The man hadn’t lost his captivating smile, and he drew closer, nearly chest to chest, just a hair separating them, his lips almost grazing Jungkook’s jaw. A soft breath fanned over Jungkook’s skin, light as a butterfly on a flower, then disappeared when the man leaned his head away. Jungkook caught himself about to groan, and the man laughed once through his nose, his eyes poring over Jungkook’s masked face, almost like he could see beneath it. But of course he couldn’t see him, couldn’t know who he was. Still, Jungkook never felt more exposed while those warm eyes probed, warm and deep eyes he could get lost in.

The man leaned back in, his mouth brushing up against the shell of Jungkook’s ear, making goose flesh dot his skin.

Whisper-soft the man breathed, “Follow me.”

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 30/04/2026

We could go all night #vmin | explicit | 6.3k words royalty | smut | power dynamics It was no secret the prince favored Taehyung. This, however, was a secret. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/83955776

Arirang tour Jimin with his long blond hair and big black coat.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 15/04/2026

new vmin fantasy au for #wipwednesday a rendezvous in the prince’s tent 🤭

Jimin chewed the inside of his cheek, anxiously combing his fingers through his damp hair, the long blonde locks clumped together from the humidity. “An Heir Prince doesn’t get to be human like everyone else though… I have to be something bigger, something better, something impossible.”

Taehyung unfortunately understood how true that was. It was different, the substantial burden Jimin carried, the enduring pressure to be a righteous liberator and perfect prince. Very few people on earth wore a crown so heavy.

“But you are only human,” Taehyung reminded him, reaching out to touch Jimin’s arm, giving it a light and reassuring squeeze. “You don’t have to be perfect all the time.”

Jimin’s eyes flickered between his. He said softly, “Not with you, at least.”

“Not with me.”

Jimin exhaled shakily then smiled faintly. “Thanks, Taehyung-ah.”

“Your Highness needn’t thank me,” Taehyung said quickly, his face heating. He took a respectful step back.

“But I do,” said Jimin with a sense of urgency and closed the distance between them again. “You keep me… tethered. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Maybe I don’t tell you enough how much I need you but—”

“No, it’s the opposite. I’m the one who needs you.” Before Jimin, Taehyung had been lost, a masterless sellsword who wandered city to city with only his convictions to guide him. Now, Taehyung had a greater cause worth fighting for. Someone he could believe in. Jimin had seen the potential no one else had and elevated him to the position of royal advisor despite the ire of the nobles. Having someone believe in him too had changed Taehyung’s life forever. He was indebted to Jimin. “You are my prince and I would be nothing without you.”

Jimin cupped a hand to Taehyung’s cheek, his palm warm, and looked into his eyes with such intensity that Taehyung felt his heart leap. He said, “And you are my most loyal vassal, my most trusted confidante. I couldn’t survive this on my own.”

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 08/04/2026

All of your body beside me #vmin | explicit | 6.5k words clubbing | exes to lovers | switching It has been three years since Jimin last saw him. Three years since Jimin told him he couldn’t do it anymore. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/82752511

Moodboard featuring Jimin and Taehyung with rainbow grunge clubbing themes.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 10/01/2026

Face-off #vmin | explicit | 7.3k words horror | writer’s block | paranoia When Jimin and Taehyung move into a new luxury building, Jimin starts seeing unusual things in the apartment across from them. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/77389796

Two buildings at night reaching high up in the foggy sky with the text “face-off” in white

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 11/12/2025

Binary Star Chapter 2 #namseok | explicit | chaptered sci-fi | androids | hurt/comfort A secret comes to light. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/53559742/chapters/138305761

A moodboard featuring namseok, a desert with stars warping in the sky, and a tatami mat

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 10/12/2025

Binary Star Chapter 3 - The Final #namseok | explicit | chaptered sci-fi | androids | hurt/comfort While their lives would look different, they would be the same. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/53559742/chapters/197448046

Black and white moodboard featuring namseok, two stars closely overlapping, and an armored figure

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 26/11/2025

This #wipwednesday is a sneak peek of the final showdown between Hoseok and the Slayer for my namseok android sci-fi fic ao3.org/works/53559742

The Slayer continued with a light shrug, “It’s either the easy way, or the fun way.” Despite the expressionless helmet concealing the Slayer’s face, Hoseok could imagine his wicked grin.

“I won’t let you hurt him again,” Hoseok said, gripping the blaster and widening his stance.

The Slayer tilted his head like a curious dog. A snort crackled over the voice modulator then pitched up into a high giggle, tinny from the mechanical filter. Hoseok’s blood ran cold. “The fun way it is.”

The Slayer’s hand was a blur, drawing his blaster with supernatural speed. Faster than Hoseok could pull the trigger, his own blaster was sent flying through the air with a single disarming shot.

The Slayer clicked his tongue, wagging the blaster back and forth, like a scolding finger. “And here I thought you’d put up a good fight.”

In one swift motion, Hoseok pulled the shotgun out from beneath his coat, released the safety, and aimed down the barrel. The Slayer just barely dodged the wide plasma burst, rolling to the side and staggering back to his feet with a small stumble forward. A horrible, drunken laugh erupted behind the helmet.

“Okay, that was a nice surprise,” the Slayer said, giddy. He seemed completely unfazed by the sound of the shotgun recharging while it was pointed at his chest.

What was wrong with him, Hoseok wondered, feeling off balance despite having the upper hand. It was more than a predator playing with its food. The Slayer was acting irrationally and leaving himself wide open.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 12/10/2025

Make You Mine #vminkook | explicit | 3.5k words cnc | roleplay | shameless smut Vminkook indulge in some darker roleplay. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/59694880

Black and white moodboard featuring vminkook. The center is a mockup of a message reading “you’re mine” surrounded by a few moody images of a knife, bound wrists, stalking, and a cracked door.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 07/10/2025

Big omega Tae vibes if you ask me

Tae at a restaurant, leg perched, eyes round and puppy

Tae in a hotel room, leg thrown over the back of a couch, breedable

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 19/09/2025

Honey Moon #minimoni | mature | 2.1k established relationship | love confessions | short & sweet Two days ago, Jimin realized he was in love with Namjoon. For @rarepairsautumn.bsky.social #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/67987661

A simple three-image moodboard featuring Namjoon and Jimin. A harvest moon rests in the sky above a lake, reflecting against the surface of the water.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 05/09/2025

It’s still 95z day in my timezone so here’s a selection of some vmin fics I’ve written!! ao3.org/works/50765707 (🐙 TH) ao3.org/works/56374915 (dark JM) ao3.org/works/58094779 (🌙 JM) ao3.org/works/52976026 (stuck JM)

Vmin in the soop selca. They’re laying bed looking all cozy.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

Happy 94z day!! Here are some of my favorite namseok fics I’ve written <3 ao3.org/works/53370802 (🐉 NJ) ao3.org/works/53559742 (🤖 HS) ao3.org/works/60693709 (+vmin) ao3.org/works/70247641 (🆕 +JM)

Namseok selca on top of a mountain after a hike.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

September 3rd #minimonihope | explicit | 2.5k polyamory | smut | spitroasting Who doesn’t have a crush on Park Jimin? Hoseok certainly isn’t immune. #94zand95zPolyWeek #94z95z_Day3 #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/70247641

Namjoon, Jimin, and Hoseok by the ocean in LA

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 02/09/2025

Lift Off #taekook | explicit | 3.7k sci-fi | zero-gravity sex | mecha Taehyung and Jungkook fuck in a mech suit! #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/56889373

Taekook moodboard featuring Earth from orbit and a flying mech suit

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 26/08/2025

some minimonihope to snack on 😇

“Want you both though,” he adds, trying not to shiver under the attention of both Jimin and Namjoon.

Jimin grins devilishly. “Like…” He makes a ring with his fingers and provocatively pumps two fingers in and out of the ring.

“Oh my god,” Hoseok groans, dragging a hand down his face. “Aigo, I’m not trying to get ripped in half!” Jimin lifts his eyebrows in a shrug and Namjoon snorts a laugh. Hoseok murmurs the last part under his breath, “At least not, like, right away…”

“Hm?” Jimin says obnoxiously.

“Shut up,” Hoseok groans again.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 21/08/2025

a little late for #wipwednesday but still wanted to share a peek at chapter 6 from my vmk sci-fi au (read it here: ao3.org/works/48711319)

Jimin ponders his relationship with time.

Over a decade ago, it seemed that time was something that happened outside him, that happened to other people, or at least happened to other parts of the universe. He wasn’t weighed by time, wading in and out of its inevitable current without being washed away. Sailing at near light speed so frequently meant that hundreds of years had passed for humanity, continuing to steadily march forward, yet despite this, he realized, the cosmos remained largely unchanged.

During the last ten years, time became gravity, weighing him down, chaining him to the grindingly slow pace of the universe. Nothing changed yet everything changed. While Taehyung and Jungkook leapt across those ten years in a blink, Jimin was imprisoned to time. Clawing to catch up to them. Fighting for every second. Running and running and running.

Now, he is also captive within the cell of his own mind. Memories are distant and elusive, where one moment he’s able to grasp them, the next moment they fall between his fingers like stardust, lost to darkness. While time is oppressive, it also feels fragile. Or maybe his own existence feels fragile, slipping away from him over the years. If he closes his eyes, will the nightmare return? If he sleeps, will he wake up the same person? Or will he be someone different?

Maybe he is already dreaming. A dream where Taehyung is here beside him. Maybe his mind is finally completely broken, only left to his fantasies. It’s a strangely calming revelation that losing his mind could mean such a beautiful nonreality. The thought doesn’t get his adrenaline going. Jimin leans back in the medbed and watches Taehyung sleep. Does he dream too?

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 05/08/2025

Jimin looking so refreshed and relaxed means everything to me

Candid of Jimin sitting on a porch casually looking at his phone

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 30/07/2025

A little bit of a different #wipwednesday with some psychological horror vmin

His hands were trembling violently as he dialed Taehyung, and when he got his voicemail, he called again. No answer.

Please leave a message after the tone.

“Taehyung, Taehyung!” Jimin cried into the phone. “Please pick up the phone! You have to come home now! Please, I saw it again. It’s real! The house, it-it’s the same! The person! And there’s blood, blood everywhere! Please you have to come home, I’m so scared. Please pick up the phone, Taehyung!”

Me (22:13): Pls answer!

Me (22:13): Taehyung!!

Jimin curled up in the corner of the bathroom, body shuddering and teeth chattering. He jumped when his phone buzzed and the screen lit up.

“Taehyung!” he gasped.

Jimin, what is it?! Are you okay? What’s happ—

“Come home!”

I’m coming. I’m almost home, but Jimin, what happened? Are you hurt? Taehyung’s deep voice was uncharacteristically alarmed.

“I don’t know. I—” Jimin felt like he was dying. His chest was so heavy and he choked for air.

Calm down, Jimin. You’re not dying. You have to breathe. Remember to breathe…

Jimin could hardly hear Taehyung over his desperate gasps. An unclear amount of time passed before there was a thud against the bathroom door. Jimin yelped and hugged his knees closer to his chest.

“Jimin,” came Taehyung’s muffled voice from the other side. The doorknob rattled. “Jimin, you have to unlock the door.”

Jimin crawled along the tiles and struggled with the lock. Taehyung burst in and crouched down on the floor with him, gripping him by the shoulders.

“Where are you hurt?” Taehyung asked, inspecting him for injuries. “I don’t see any blood.”

“It’s out there,” Jimin croaked. Taehyung looked him over again, stood, then sped out of the bathroom. “Wait, he's there!”

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 13/07/2025

Losing Game #jikook | explicit | 9.8k horror | mcd | heavy angst Jungkook doesn’t know how to stay dead. Each time Jimin kills him, he comes back. Each time Jimin buries him, he crawls out of his grave, crawls back into their bed. For @mcdfest.bsky.social #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/66008416

A moodboard featuring Jimin and Jungkook with white flowers contrasting a black background. An anatomical heart is center.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 02/07/2025

gotta bring back this PTD Jimin

Jimin in a white PTD fit, doing a body roll, tongue poking out. There’s a peek of armpit stubble.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 23/05/2025

Chamomile #vmin | explicit | chaptered fantasy | slice of life | slow burn Witch Kim Taehyung leads a peaceful and simple life faraway in the mountains. But when he decides to summon a demon, his small world suddenly becomes a bit more complicated. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/65798080

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

I Like My Girls #jihope | explicit | 2k words feminization | lingerie | oppa kink Jimin is so sexy and Hoseok is obsessed. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/64427563

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 29/03/2025

Chase The Night #vmin | explicit | 5.6k words vampires | power imbalance | blood drinking For @vminnocturnefest.bsky.social Jimin finds himself craving Taehyung’s touch and control, unable to tell if it’s real desire or just the vampire’s influence. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/63731239

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 08/03/2025

For Yoongi day here’s a very domestic namgi wip

The timer beeps on the rice cooker when Yoongi adds the vegetables to the skillet, and as if on cue, Namjoon wanders into the living room, laptop balanced on his arm. He plops onto the couch with a soft grunt and absently turns on the television to a drama they’ve already watched. Yoongi mixes the stir-fry together, the fat and oil crackling and popping, fragrant smoke billowing.

“Beer?” Yoongi calls over the domestic din, already walking to the refrigerator and yanking a can from the pack.

“Uh,” Namjoon says distractedly, eyes not leaving his laptop, fingers typing quickly. “Yeah!” Beer in hand, Yoongi joins Namjoon in the living room, perching on the armrest of the couch. He holds the can out patiently, and Namjoon eventually looks over, smiles up to his eyes, and accepts the drink. “Gonbae,” Namjoon toasts, tapping their cans together. He knocks back his beer with a satisfied sigh before leaving it on the coffee table and focusing on his laptop again.

“Still got work?” Yoongi asks, idly watching Namjoon over his shoulder. The marketing copy on the screen may as well be nonsense, and his eyes cross a little.

“Ah, yeah,” Namjoon mumbles. “Have a deadline tonight.” He leans back and scratches his hands through his hair. “Sorry, baby,” he grimaces apologetically.

Yoongi hums, unbothered, and returns to the heat of the kitchen to toss the stir-fry. The meat is browning nicely, the edges curling and crisping up, and the onions are looking soft and juicy. He polishes off his beer and opens a second while he stirs the meat until it's cooked through. With the skillet removed from the heat, Yoongi fluffs the steaming rice and scoops out two generous portions. He tops the rice with heaps of spicy pork and tucks a few leaves of washed lettuce into the corner of the bowls.

“Here, babe.” Yoongi walks the bowls over to his partner. “Ah, chopsticks.”

“This looks so fuckin’ good,” Namjoon gushes, sliding his laptop onto the table while Yoongi returns with two sets of chopsticks, some kimchi, and leftover ssamjang.

“Should be pretty spicy,” Yoongi warns. “And hot,” he quickly adds when Namjoon immediately scoops up a thick chunk of meat and lifts it toward his mouth.

Namjoon makes a pouty face and gently blows on the meat before popping it in his mouth. “Hot,” he agrees through the mouthful. “But good!”

Yoongi blows on his own for a taste. The pork belly is tender and succulent with just enough fried crunch, and the impact of the gochugaru is no joke. He nods, satisfied with the outcome. He forms a pocket with a piece of lettuce, filling it with rice, meat, kimchi, and a smear of ssamjang and shoves the whole food parcel into his mouth. Only when he hears a giggle does he notice Namjoon watching him with playful eyes.

“What,” Yoongi murmurs, chewing on both sides of his cheeks.

“Nothin’,” Namjoon grins between bites. “Just looked cute. Chubby cheeks.”

Yoongi blames the apartment being hot from cooking for the way his face heats.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 08/03/2025

Like Mating Season #namseok | explicit | 7.3k words dragon au | sex pollen | breeding kink Hoseok seeks out a rare healing plant grown by a fabled, terrifying lightning dragon living in the Night Forest. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/53370802

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 05/03/2025

#wipwednesday not even a coffee shop au or even a vmin au but some vmin nonetheless!

Taehyung walks around the corner, tying a cute bear-themed apron around his waist. He gives Jimin a charming smile while his elegant fingers quickly move across the register screen to enter Jimin’s usual order. “I haven’t seen Jungkook in a minute.”

“We broke up,” Jimin says flatly. He taps his phone to the card reader.

Taehyung winces slightly and starts pulling a shot of fragrant espresso. “I’m sorry.” Jimin hears the unspoken “again?” behind his words.

“Don’t be sorry. Can you make it a quad today?”

“Long night?” Taehyung says sympathetically. He grinds a second shot of espresso and scoops ice into a glass.

“You could say so,” Jimin replies, making himself comfortable at his favorite table next to the window. He props his chin in his hand and gently strokes the silky petals of the tiny flower arrangement between his fingers. Taehyung joins him a few moments later, two drinks in hand. He slides into the chair opposite Jimin and passes him the iced americano. Jimin slips the straw out of the paper and stirs the drink, the ice ringing against the glass.

“How are you holding up?” Taehyung asks tentatively. He takes a delicate sip of his cocoa, mug cupped in both hands. Jimin always finds it amusing that someone who dislikes coffee as much as Taehyung would operate a café.

Jimin pretends to hum thoughtfully. “I’ll be okay.”

“Well, if you ever need someone to talk to…” Taehyung offers. And maybe Jimin is imagining the implication in his voice. Goosebumps break out across his skin. Ever since he and Taehyung met, there has been an undeniable connection between them. A clear chemistry. And he has always found the man attractive.

Taehyung shifts forward in his chair, leans closer, elbows on the table. Jimin’s eyes naturally shift to Taehyung’s arms, thick and muscular from his time enlisted. Jimin wets his lips before he remembers to take another gulp of his iced americano.

“Thanks, Taehyung,” Jimin smiles. It seems a little unfair to involve Taehyung in the tangle of his dark web, unfair to Jungkook, too, but he can’t help himself. “We can get dinner together sometime?”

“I’d really like that,” Taehyung agrees easily.

Jimin lets the immediate guilt rush over him for a split second then shakes it away. He’s still a person, still deserving of love and happiness. Why should he walk the dark alone?

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 25/02/2025

Since Seokjin is looking extra fine today, I thought I’d boost my fic with him as the love interest ao3.org/works/52131454

Jimin turns and a fellow patron is standing in front of the next art piece, hands clasped behind his back. His shoulders are wide, like really wide, Jimin observes. The man—along with his unusually broad shoulders—is actually blocking the larger part of Jimin’s view of the displayed object, a statue, he thinks. Patiently, he pretends to continue looking at the painting in front of him, but the man hasn’t budged. In fact, he’s tilting his head like he’s really keen on the piece.

Jimin huffs through his nose and decides to chance an awkward social encounter to go see what exactly is so fascinating that this guy can’t move on.

He steps up to the statue, shoulder to broad shoulder with the man. The man looks over and acknowledges him with a kind smile. And… he’s fucking gorgeous, Jimin realizes.

He’s taller, posture absolutely flawless, wearing a finely tailored suit that still manages to look cool and casual on his built, slender frame. His soft auburn hair is styled back, a few perfectly placed strands fall over his forehead. His mouth is a plump, natural red hue. And his large, youthful eyes crinkle charmingly when he smiles.

Jimin feels his heart thudding in his chest for a moment, and then he remembers to politely smile back. The man is truly handsome, in a classic way, like maybe he’s a celebrity, and Jimin kind of wants to keep staring at him and not the artwork he should be staring at.

The handsome stranger turns back to the statue. “It’s really beautiful, huh?” He says. And Jimin blinks like an idiot, remembering what the man is actually referring to.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 04/02/2025

oh my god 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 29/01/2025

Too Familiar #vminkook | explicit | 6.1k words fuck or die | threesome | oviposition Witches Taehyung and Jungkook accidentally summon centuries-old warlock Jimin as their familiar. 🔗 ao3.org/works/62608858 #btsfics

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 22/01/2025

a vmin #wipwednesday where deaf witch Taehyung summons demon Jimin. (Maybe one day this wip will see the light of day…)

“Kim Taehyung,” Jimin signed. “Why did you summon me?”

Taehyung’s brain lagged.

For all of his detailed preparations—studying the craft of demon summoning, developing the ritual, gathering spell components, choosing an offering—he hadn’t actually anticipated signing his formal request. He mentally kicked himself. “Well…” he signed nervously.

Jimin nodded encouragingly, exuding patience, and Taehyung again found himself confused by this demon who wasn’t anything like the horrifying tales. “Do you wish for vengeance against an enemy?” Jimin asked. “Or perhaps you wish for me to possess them?”

“No, nothing like that,” Taehyung signed, half laughing.

“Knowledge? Power? Wealth?”

“No…”

Jimin paused, frowning until his face bloomed with a revelation, and he snapped his fingers. “Sex!”

Taehyung gaped, mortified, face wildly red. “No no no!” he signed emphatically. His stomach did a little flip. Jimin made a more obscene gesture, and Taehyung almost leapt to stop him.

With a delighted cackle, Jimin signed, “Then why did you summon me, little witch?”

Taehyung chewed on his lip, searching for the words on the ceiling. Signing his request felt way more vulnerable than writing it, as he had originally planned. He inhaled shakily and quickly signed, “Friend.”

Jimin stared at him, black eyes penetrating, expression unreadable, and Taehyung held his breath, heart racing faster. This was a mistake. This was stupid. What was he thinking? Summoning a demon—a fucking demon prince—to be his friend. He deserved to be possessed.

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 16/01/2025

Binary Star #namseok | explicit | chaptered sci-fi | androids | hurt/comfort In a universe where relationships between Natural humans and Synthetic androids are forbidden, Namjoon and Hoseok are in love. But Hoseok has a secret. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/53559742

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 15/01/2025

The End Of Eternity #vminkook | explicit | chaptered sci-fi | time dilation | mental health themes #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/48711319

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 14/01/2025

Rome With A View #taejoon | explicit | 4.7k words omegaverse | marathon sex | strangers to lovers Alpha Namjoon & Omega Taehyung meet while traveling and spend most of their time exploring each other. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/59398228

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 13/01/2025

untitled vmin vampire au 😮‍💨

“I know what you desire,” Taehyung says, wrapping a hand around Jimin’s throat, pressing the pearls into his skin. Jimin gasps, tipping his head back, exposing his neck. Taehyung’s grip tightens. “You long for that rush…” He drags out the syllables, seductive and dizzying. Jimin chokes for air. “At the cusp of life and death.”

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taentacles @taentacles.bsky.social · 12/01/2025

Pull Out #vmin | explicit | 3.7k words Taehyung comes home to find Jimin stuck in a very compromising position and decides to have a little fun. #btsfics 🔗 ao3.org/works/52976026

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