"And THAT is how you do a seven", Minghao, my boyfriend of two years, got out of the one-handed position with ease. "Babe, you know I'm not as strong as you", I whined immaturely, "you do all the heavy lifting in this relationship", I added, winking at him seductively. "You mean like this", he asks as he bends to lift me off the ground, making me yelp in the process. "Hao!!! PUT ME DOWN!!! My shirt is coming up!!!" "Let me help you out with that", he growled, as he slipped my tank over my head without my permission. I was about to combat his actions, until he cut me off before I even started talking. "I don't care", he said to himself as he stared at my bare breast, but I still heard. "God, you're sexy", he complimented as his breath hit my breasts, causing me to lightly gasp. "A-ah, Minghao", I moaned out. "That is my name", he retorted, sarcastically, as his tongue began to work on the sensitive nub of my right breast. "Now, I know ALL the positions you can get into with me, so don't even try any excuses", he stated. "Actually, you don't know ALL of them", I said with a "surprise" look on my face." "Oh, really. And just who have you been learning new positions for", he asked, already knowing the answer. " "My other boyfriend", I stated, with a slick, proud smirk. Minghao stalked around my much smaller frame, causing a chill of excitement to run down my spine, as he stopped behind me. "Tell me his name, baby", he snaked his large hand around the front of my throat, pulling my head back, exposing my neck to him. He licked a long swipe up my neck, biting quite hard on my jawline. When I inhaled to answer his question, he stopped me mid breath. "You tell me another guy's name, and I'll fuck you so hard, he'll be able to hear you screaming my name from wherever he is", his grip tightened on my neck. "I wasn't gonna say any other guy's name, babe. You'll go out and kill an innocent dude for no reason", I said with a chuckle. "That's my girl. Now, let's see what positions you learned for daddy", he said, walking to our shared bedroom with a smirk. When he was out of sight, I did a quick full-body stretch, knowing what awaited me.
I will leave the rest to your imagination nasties😉~ -Tae💖
don’t care what shade just reblog.
Why, thank you. Thank you😌
Aren't we awesome??? I think we're awesome
PERIODTTTTT We love our all inclusive man👏🏾🖤
A lot of fans were asking about the meaning behind “Melanin Handsome” when the tracklist came out. In Korea and Asia in general, a lighter skin complexion is perceived as more beautiful. Sik-k being of a more darker complexion wanted to say that darker skin is beautiful as well 😎
flower boy🥀
Our world is too diverse to still be going through things like this
Please watch Sam Okyere tell about how he was discriminated for his skin color in South Korea.
Is it just me, or does Coups look like Jae (from Day6)🤔😊???
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He gazed at me with such an intense stare from under the camera flashes. 'God, he was so beautiful ', I thought. 'God, she was so beautiful ', he thought. I swore he could see me blushing across the busy venue, amidst all of the starstruck girls, screaming his and his members' names. I silently, without any indication of choosing to uproot myself, spun gracefully in the opposite direction: hair flowing, dress shimmering. I began to walk to my seat, which was intentionally placed beside my handsome boyfriend, awaiting his groups' arrival to the audience. This being the AMAs and all, I surpassed a number of stars who most would die to be so close to, but I had one person on my mind, causing me to absentmindedly block and tune everyone else out. I finally reached our seats, to only see a group of men already seated in them, talking amongst one another. Once I am able to properly gain a view of the front of these "mystery men", I lock eyes with Jimin, Taehyung's best friend and bandmate. I notice him motion towards me, causing me to gain the attention and eyes of Hoseok, Yoongi, Namjoon, Jungkook, Jin and Taehyung. I'm a little startled at first, but once Taehyung gives me a reassuring smile, I calm down and walk towards my seat beside him, as the rest of the boys begin to talk amongst themselves. He, almost immediately, wraps an instinctive arm around my waist once I'm seated, pulling me close to whisper in my ear with his insanely deep voice. "You look breathtaking. I almost died twice after seeing you," he lightly chuckled at the last part. This comment caused me to chuckle, making Taehyung admire my every feature and every movement. "God, you are so beautiful", he whispers, but I hear anyways. "And you're so handsome. How did I get so lucky", I ask him out of true wonder. He lovingly stares into my eyes, slowly biting his moist bottom lip in the process, then quickly turns to his hyungs and dongsaeng. "Hey, you guys. I have the best girlfriend ever. I plan on marrying her, and if I ever say otherwise, slap me", he says with a smile and a look of sought out reassurance on his face. They all nod and begin to yell out multiple "congratulations", while my heart flutters out of my chest and laughter erupts from my stomach. He turns to me, grabbing my pinkie with his and looking into my eyes with a smile, "I promise". He then kisses me, soft and lovingly, as the show begins.
why have the black women of tumblr come to the conclusion that ghetto black women don’t deserve love or representation?
like what’s wrong with a character liking rap music, or liking to have her nails, lashes and hair done?
it’s like yall don’t realize that you’re being anti-black and elitist asf. like yall complain and complain about how writers on here never “write characters like you” and honestly if you feel that way then write it yourself?
ghetto black women never get good representation in media because of people LIKE YOU. like god forbid someone writes characters like the people in their everyday life or like them because they ALSO thought “i don’t get good representation either” like what the fuck is wrong with yall.
i love every single ghetto, loud, “stereotypical” (which makes no fucking sense) black woman that loves to have long nails, to wear wigs and braids, loves have their lashes done and ones built like megan thee stallion and speak aave.
i love every single shy, quiet, nerdy black woman that loves wearing her natural hair no rocking her natural face and the ones skinny, thick, fat, short, tall, and whatever tf else.
like there is some actual representation you SHOULD be fighting for like more PLUS SIZE reader rep that isn’t the stereotypical “i hate my body” ass shit , more DARK SKIN reader rep that doesn’t have anything to do with the reader hating her skin tone or going through colorism, and some TALL reader rep but bitch you’re pissy because they made the reader like to wear wigs …like bitch are you DUMB???
bashing black woman writers on here because YOU don’t feel represented is fucking stupid. they take times out of THEIR days to write on this app and they DON’T get paid for this! so for the love for all things that are holy, if i hear another one of yall say some this shit imma beat your ass.
I just want to thank pasta for being a part of my life