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: “we gotta dance in the rain, dance in the pain, even though we crash down, we gon’ dance in the plane.” — any prns + tk + koo lil spoon + aus ↴
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where taehyung is getting his first ever tattoo and he’s insanely fucking nervous.
what was not on his bingo card, though, was the jaw-droppingly pretty tattooist with the little “jungkook” nametag offering to lay on him as a solution to calm his nerves.
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Supervillain boyfriend Taehyung in the middle of threatening and beating up a guy, when his baby peeks out from behind the door with his pretty tied up hair and his big, big eyes.
“Hyungie? Do you think this is too much for the party or not?”
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🔞 with interrogator tae x arrested kook who’s actually just a little slūt who tries not to whimper whenever tae raises his voice at him, poor thighs pressed together as he purposefully gives incorrect answers so tae would get more aggressive with him :(
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where the tannies are sitting and eating their lunch in the canteen of their college. tae swallows the last bit of his sandwich and asks, “hey, guys? would you ever carry a baby for me if—”
“i would! i’ll do it! i’d carry your baby!” koo immediately yells, eyes wide.
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🔞 where sex therapist/counselor tae is appointed to help koo and his partner with their sexual relationship, as they’re having some miscommunications and difficulties.
we have 2 scenarios here.
1st scenario: koo’s boyfriend is quite…narcissistic…
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i wanna take a second to talk about this clip here. let’s think about it.
that just barely there smirk taehyung pulls the moment jungkook sits down on his lap in front of the /thousands/ of fans in the arena, and the most definitely there eruption of screams too.
They say you should dress for the job you want, not the one you have so I’m putting on my best pout and my biggest eyes and applying to the position of babygirl princess
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w clumsy human TH & bby guardian angel JK. TH’s that free spirited guy that everything seems to go wrong for yet never gets hurt in any way. he brags about it to his friends. meanwhile there’s a pouty angel behind him scowling. all the work & panic he has to deal with!
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jungkook struts confidently down the hallway with a light sway to his hips, runs a tattooed hand thru his long hair. he passes ogling eyes and he smirks.
he knows he’s pretty.
“you won’t be able to walk with the amount of clothes, accessories and makeup you wear.”
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where they’re on a dating show, and it’s chaotic and so drama filled.
not for them, though.
🎥 a woman screams at her guy, fists balled up. “why’re you looking at her fucking ass?? i’m asking why you’re looking at her fucking ass!!?”
a
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wherein
jungkook, a hero. he’s korea’s superhero. out there saving the puppets and puppet masters of the world. a puppet himself.
taehyung, a villain. he’s korea’s supervillain.
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where cute drunk jk ends up getting confessed to… by thee kim taehyung!! he can’t believe it!
they go through the whole process of koo being absolutely /flabbergasted/ and tae insisting that: no, it’s not a joke or a prank, he genuinely likes the little, weird guy.
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koo struggles to communicate a lot. it’s hard for him and sometimes words just physically can’t come out. and that’s a big issue when relationships thrive on and are in need of communication—and he just happens to be in one. a very lovely one with the best man ever.
🔞 okay but like touched starved hurt koo who doesn’t know what to do and tae is so gentle with him and patient but koo gets so so overwhelmed so so easily!
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[cw: dom/sub]
jk had a bf who took advantage of jk’s submissiveness in bed and created a control imbalance. a toxic relationship.
and when jk and his crush, th, have sex one fateful night, he experiences a completely different feeling and falls so hard, so fast.
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“you’re impressively good at filling the silence, i must admit.”
“what can i say? i’m good at filling things.”
“i’m good at getting filled. wait- like- u-uh, like, information wise! filled with information! ‘m good. wait, no- good like- i-i’m good at listening!!!”
hey what’s up guys welcome back to another ep of thirsty thots w lin!! in todays ep im goin to be rambling abt amateur camera man jk desperately takin the 1st job he gets offered w/o even lookin at it & ending up filming p-star th fuckin his own fist as he stares directly at him.
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imagine something where tae secretly protects koo from the background. like a really bubbly, happy friend who adores his maknae so much and is just so boyish.
but the moment he sees something that is even just relatively close to a threat, his duality jumps out.
taehyung stares.
the bun slowly, timidly peeks around the corner with his long, spotted ears pulled back and a careful, twitching nose.
taehyung stares.
or,
a misunderstanding between taekook of tae meaning /holding/ a baby, like, just for a minute while he was busy with something else, and koo—he meant carrying tae’s child… IN him…
“gguk-ah, you know you can’t get pregnant right?”
“yeah, not with that attitude.” 🙄
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guys i worked so hard on this!! i went with as realistic artsyle and proportions as possible and i think it really paid off!! they look just like they do irl!!!🥺🥺
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where there’s a zombie apocalypse and taekoo are survivors.
tae, finding a grocery store and deciding to loot it and immediately start eating because he’s /starving/. gets a concussion by getting hit with a pan in the back of his head and groans loudly.
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where human!tae and angel!koo live together, jungkook crashing at his place for a little while.
but, there’s just /one/ little issue… jungkook’s wings are… /huge/.
oh and it’s not only a grab either. he wrapped his whole arm around that thing and let his hand caress over jungkook’s stomach as he walked away, and it was also tight and firm enough to literally have jungkook /stumbling/ on his legs. just wanted to point that out!!<3 ^^
a
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where taehyung and jeongguk are constantly disagreeing on things and arguing, and it’s hit a breaking point.
“you want this to work out, right? you want us to work out?”
koo needs to be fucked, fucked /good/, he concludes. fucked good like he goddamn deserves. and if he’s the only one to see that, then—fuck. it’d be an honor to do so /himself/.
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Alpha king Taehyung and omega royal gardener Jungkook meet. The shy, little flower boy catches the powerful ruler of their nation staring at him from his tea party, hosted near him at one of the low balconies of the grand castle.
— A little story.
and jungkook might have accidentally moaned at some point at one of them.
“you fucking wh0re.” is all taehyung responds with in awe.
and then they have nasty filthy sex :D
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jungkook has been taehyung’s right-hand man for years, and thoughout it all he’s been an incredibly polite and supportive person in the mob boss’ work life.
[TW: verbal domestic abuse (not vk), morally grey characters, bad parents, violence]
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where last time koo had to get married, it was a very bad experience. koo has strong reactions to the thoughts of weddings, but tae is always there for him.
now, years later when he’s marrying his wonderful fiancé, taehyung, they do their wedding a bit differently.
[tw: panic attack, fake nud3s]
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some utensils clink loudly when they’re dropped on a plate all of a sudden. a chair screeches with how fast the brother-in-law stands up in the middle of the family dinner.
“i can’t do this anymore.” he declares.
And Taehyung stills with his hand wrapped terribly tight around the man’s throat, gurgled pleas for help and noises of terror coming from it. He turns around with a blinding smile.
“Baby! You look beautiful, my bun. The prettiest. I think it’s perfect.”
taehyung slowly figures out when he sees his weird behavior and starts inspecting him in a different light with different eyes.
now he’s starting to slip in unnecessary derogatory and inappropriate names
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a feeble, little thing taking its last breath.
taehyung hovers near, ready to catch it, as its soul descends in a slow fall. but then there’s branches cracking, and a little girl comes stumbling out of the forest and calls out for the little puppy.
thinking about a
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with financially struggling koo ending up in the middle of a fight and somehow getting dragged into underground fighting.
he gets “tested”, or rather beat the fuck up to see how he holds up and if he’s something they want to keep.
taehyung’s nails are all bitten down and he fears he might have a damp spot on his back under his leather jacket.
he does an exhale that puffs out his cheeks as he steps into the shop, only faintly registering a little bell ringing above him, too busy fiddling with his sleeves.
whipped alpha th & soft omega jk who happen to be quite the popular pair among their company. or, th’s company. everyone knows to shut it when there comes 1 single lil “hyung🥺” from their boss’ omega, a new employee there. yeah, th hears nothing around him when his baby speaks.
“yep, oh yep, that’s me! haha yeah…! taehyung! me, hahahah…” he wiggles his fists weirdly in the air as he laughs awkwardly. he has no idea why he does it.
he swears, he’s normally amazing with the ladies and gents! but /damn/, this guy makes him feel like a /dumbass/.
it was a /this-guy-helps-elderly-people-over-crossroads sugary-sweet/), while putting on some black nitrile gloves.
“hello!”
/oh/ great heavens, his voice is trance-inducingly delicate and soft, too.
their hyungs are giggling as they fool around. they found a flower crown lying on display outside a little, cute corner shop and decided to try it on, specifically jungkook.
“hey, kook, try this on!” joonie yells a bit too loudly, too excited to realize as he clumsily puts it +
jungkook then seems to catch sight of taehyung’s uncharacteristicly trembling hands tightly holding the fabric of his pants, and pouts.
/oh dear gods./ he /pouts/. he pouts!!! someone just kill him now. he has failed as a human being.
Jungkook flushes and smiles shyly, eyes averting to the floor with little drops of blood scattered around and stained into the wood.
He peeks up from beneath his lashes at his boyfriend.
“hi—uh,” taehyung clears his throat and prays the disguised deity didn’t hear his very-much-obvious voice crack. “hi.”
the angel giggles, his wrist coming up to cover his mouth. (he’s even keeping the gloved hand out of reach from his breath to keep them hygienic oh /god/.)
he definitely heard his voice crack.
taehyung holds himself back from just straight up facepalming in front of him.
“i’m jungkook. i should be the one tattooing you today, taehyung-ssi—if i’m not mistaken?”
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smth abt the idea of nerd tae, how a shy, clumsy mess & an adorable goofball within the blink of an eye could turn his whole demeanor around, eyes darkening & teeth biting into his bottom lip. it’s almost palpable; the aura-change around the guy whenever it happens.
“dar-/darling/?” jungkook squeaks, and fuck, why is he so adorable.
“you’re a darling.”
“i-i am…?”
“you’re a darling that deserves to be pampered on a date when your shift is over.”
taehyung dıes. a sad tune plays and he’s carried off in a casket to be buried away forever.
“i-i can lie on you?”
the music stops and taehyung’s casket cracks open and he arises from his grave.
“i’m sorry?”
what he definitely did not foresee or need on this already nerve-wracking day was for the prettiest guy he might’ve ever seen to walk out from behind the counter with the most sugary-sweet smile you could possibly imagine (but not in fake-polite sugary-sweet way.
Taehyung staggers a step when suddenly he’s got an armful of Pretty Boy, and giggles along in tune with Jungkook.
His free hand immediately settles at the small of his baby’s back in pure instinct—so used to it. To him. /Them/.
“right, okay. follow me, taehyung-ssi.” and jungkook gives him one last oh-so dashing smile, one that causes little dimples to form in his round cheeks, and gestures him to follow along into one of the rooms.
taehyung follows along the best he can on his jelly ass legs.
jungkook bites his bottom lip to hide a smile, and taehyung finds himself internally cheering like his nonexistent favorite team won the super bowl before he can use his big boy brain and math out that the godly beauty is probably smiling because he’s acting like a fucking fool.
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thot🔞 of koo going absolutely delirious at the feeling of tae being /so/ deep inside of him, placing his hand over the bulge in his tummy and cupping it like it’s the most precious thing, sobbing and blabbering like a mere dumb slut.
that’s it. that’s all. thank you.
A broader smile threatens to break out onto Jungkook’s face so he bites his lip to try and contain it, but it turns futile as he hurries over to dive into the arms of his beloved.
he gets placed on that lay-down-thingy that he doesn’t know the name of, and—gulp—jungkook the deity closes the door.
only the two of them in a closed room. gulp again.
jungkook delicately gets up and crawls onto taehyung, straddling him, and he looks down at taehyung with big, unsure eyes. “is this okay? you alright?”
“i’m more than alright.”
taehyung is not alright.
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a place in the underground where dicks of married men frequent to watch pretty little things do personal dances for them.
but, oh well, a little secret is that the customers seem to magically go missing after each eventful night.
weird.
“well, okay.” jungkook laughs off and turns his face into his shoulder to just stay there for a bit.
taehyung’s too busy looking at the guy’s very round and very much squishable and suckable chest twin girlies to notice.
he has his /drop-dead gorgeous/ tattooist sitting so prettily on his fucking /lap/. oh fucking shit, he’s so close to be sat directly on his dumb, stupid cock that is currently going through a harder time than any buttons having to hold jungkook’s shirts together at his chest.
jungkook looks so cute when he’s blushing. sigh. what a man.
wait why is he telling him when he’s free?
at the silence, jungkook looks down, and he seems embarrassed. “if…if you weren’t just joking, though…with the date offer, that is…”
“thank you, darling.”
oh fucking shit. where the fuck did that come from? did his pathetic, depressive thoughts of no nice, perky ass push him to the point of no return or what the fuck was that?
jungkook (oh even his name is majestic) giggles again, and taehyung actually has to put a hand to at least just one of his legs to stop them from perhaps literally giving out under him.
taehyung has to hold himself back from cartoonishly pulling at his collar.
“so i understand that it’s your first time getting a tattoo ever?” jungkook asks so gently with big, just as gentle eyes, as he rolls himself forward on his little rolling stool.
“oh!” jungkook immediately stops. “i’m sorry, does it really hurt that bad?”
and jungkook sounds /sad/.
oh great gods. he’s done it. it’s done. he’s satan himself.
“n-nah, i’m good, it’s just—” he manages to squeak out in a very manly way. “m’just nervous, that’s all.”
“don’t worry, you’ll get through it all okay. i’ll make sure of that.” and of course jungkook has to end it with a cheeky wink. a wink!!!
/bleh/ is the sound that his tongue makes when it rolls out the side of his mouth and Xs form over his eyes.
well, in his mind, that is.
since /when/ the fuck did taehyung’s hands land on jungkook’s thighs? oh fucking shit they’re /amazing/. so big, strong but soft at the same time, and holy fuck he thinks he just found his new favorite pair of earmuffs. he needs them clasped around the sides of his head /so bad/—
“uh, yeah, but i won’t whine or anything.” taehyung finds himself saying before he can actually think about what the fuck he says like the clever 28-year-old grown man he’s supposed to be.
but jungkook fucking giggles /down into his chest!!!/ he’s /giggling with his head against HIS chest!!!!!/ /taehyung’s!!!!!!/
“that’s good.” jungkook smiles when he lifts his head again. “you’re soon done, by the way.”
oh.
“i-i’d love too!” he exclaims suddenly and grips jungkook’s spread thighs tight. “i’d wait a thousand hours for you if i had to. a million. a billion! oh wait, i’m sorry, that comes off quite strong, doesn’t it? yeah, forget that, then.”