What Goes On In The Mind Of INTXs

What Goes on in the Mind of INTXs

*INTJ’s phone starts playing music for no reason whatsoever*

INTJ: What the heck? ISFJ: That’s weird INTJ: (jokingly) Maybe it’s a hacker…

INTP: You know that little red light that comes on near your camera on your phone sometimes? INTJ & ISFJ: Yeah INTP: …I think it’s watching me INTJ: I think that too, whenever I change clothes I always cover my phone just in case INTP: sometimes I just lean in and whisper “fuck you!” just incase anyone is listening in on me, or I yell “I KNOW YOU’RE WATCHING ME, I’M ONTO YOU!” ISFJ: Do you guys seriously have nothing better to do? INTP: Nope, I don’t have a life INTJ: *leans into the phone and whispers* we know you’re there… and we’ll kill you… INTP: *leans in and whispers as well* I’ll dump your body in a lake INTJ: and no one will ever find you INFP: (who has been listening in on the conversation) Why are you guys so paranoid?! INTP: Have you SEEN the Snowden movie?? INFP: No… INTP: *whispers* they’re always watching…

*a few hours later*

INFP: I think my phone has been hacked or something, it keeps taking screen shots all by itself INTJ: INTP and I must have aggravated the hacker earlier, sorry about that INFP: God dammit

Strawberries

Summary: Your stepbrother, Taehyung, feeds you strawberries to test if they’ll make your pussy taste sweeter.

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Kim Taehyung

Warnings: dub con/non con (reader is drunk), mentions of somnophilia, pseudo incest, corruption kink, manipulation, innocent oc, dom taehyung, explicit smut (oral sex - female receiving, fingering, squirting, throatpie, spanking), yandere behaviour 

Word Count: 7K 

A/N: thank you to this incredible anon for the idea and thank you to 🍓-anon for supplying all the strawberries used in this fic! :’) this is in the AU of my fic Honey and Milk but can be read as a standalone and is for the most part, filth. 

The scent of vanilla flowers and almonds lingered on your exposed skin. Soft and warm to the touch after the shower you had taken, you were curled up on the couch as you watched the television. 

Wide-eyed and curious, the moving colours of the screen flickered across your features, oblivious to where the hem of your dress rested. Fingers caressed the crease of your thigh and your legs opened up for the calloused hands that wandered in between them without question.

He played with the pink bow at the front before slipping his hand into your frilly panties. They were white and fluttered like angel wings with every step you took. The stubble above your pussy pricked the pads of his fingers. You felt the body lotion which coated his fingers, cold and smooth like butter as they teased your clit with every stroke. 

They slid lower and dipped inside your heat.

You clenched. Your pussy clenched right around his fingertips but not enough for his fingers to cease pushing inside you. You were tight, unable to even accept two of his digits, but Taehyung was impatient.

A whine fell from your lips. Your gaze was unfocused, no longer absorbed in the movie but his touch instead.

Your stepbrother slapped a hand over your mouth whilst the other rubbed your clit in dizzying, circular motions inside your underwear. His fingers were firm, and quick, focused on the slick which began to soak through your panties. All protests were silenced, the brush of your lips against his palm only fuelled him, and made the sound of your mother’s footsteps in the kitchen even more apparent.

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Beg for it

Yandere! Jimin

One-shot summary: Jimin paid for you, he owns you and he can take whatever he wants. But taking is no fun. He would rather you beg for the privilege to be used by him. And he's going to make sure you're desperate enough to do it.

Trigger warnings: Smut, Edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, questionable consent, oral, manipulation, M/s themes, dirty talk, swearing. 18+ readers only.

A/N: This is a detailed rough smut story. Please do not read if you are sensitive to any of the above warnings. Also, sorry for the delay with this story. I said it would be out a few days ago, but apparently the last 2 days I became illiterate. 😂😭 Rewrote it like 10 times. So if it's rubbish, I apologise.

Enjoy 💜💜💜

'I am going to teach you how a pet should behave.'

That was the promise Jimin made when he bought you. His response to you telling him that he was going to regret every single cent he spent on you. But Jimin doesn't play fair and you were going to learn quickly that you never really stood a chance.

At first, he gave you simple commands, simple orders on how to serve him, but your hubris couldn't allow you to submit. He told you to get on your knees and you told him to go fuck himself. You had an uneasy feeling in your stomach when he laughed telling you that you would regret not obeying.

And regret it you did.

Night after night, for hours at a time he had you hung up or tied down as he tormented and toyed with you. Keeping you entirely at his mercy as he brought you over and over to the brink of ecstasy only to snatch it away. You tried to endure it and hold onto your pride, but he was never satisfied until you started to beg. It wasn't that your begging led to any relief, just that without it, he would not stop his lesson.

Left wet, needy, and exhausted, the first few nights you begged him to stop. The nights after that you begged him not to. But no matter what you pleaded for, he ignored you. And after 12 days you were absolutely desperate. Unable to function properly, throbbing from head to toe with desire and craving.

Day by day, he'd continued to train you on etiquette and service. He'd taught you what he wanted, what he expected from you. Mostly though, you were learning from the things he did and not what he said.

You weren't stupid and Jimin wasn't subtle. If this cruel and unusual form of torture was simply about punishing you, he would have taken some type of pleasure from you. But he hasn't. This whole time he's only used toys and his hands. Not even allowing you to feel anything inside you. It's obvious he wants to break you. To make you grovel and plead and beg for him. He wants that power and control over you. For you to be unreservedly and unequivocally desperate for him.

And right now, you were exactly that.

So while it would hurt your soul to lose to him, you couldn't bear it anymore. Shame aside, pride aside, hate aside, you would do anything he wanted if he would stop denying you.

You just hoped you could have release without allowing him to humiliate you too much.

Determined for tonight to be different, you weren't going to wait for him to come to you, you were going to go to him.

Finding Jimin in the living room, you approach him and at once fall to your knees, pressing your forehead to the floor. Waiting in the position he had taught you, waiting for him to address you in order to speak.

"Would you like something, pet?" He asks after leaving you unanswered for a painstakingly long time. The haughtiness in his voice is already frustrating your resolve. But you know one mistake and he'll leap at the chance to refuse you again.

"Please can I cum?" You sit upright, with no lead up to your needful, awkward request. Your eyes, your tone pleading for him to simply grant you this.

Tsking, a smile pulls onto his face. "Is that the way you were taught to ask for something?" Jimin can see your longing. But he can also see you're holding back. And he isn't going to allow that. "I'm sure you just forgot, so I'll let you try again."

Sighing your head drops, unwilling to abide his grin.

"Please use me, Sir." You hush, embarrassment resting heavily on your shoulders.

With a chuckle, he sits forward leaning over you, tapping under your chin to make you look up at him. "You're so close. Almost there." He hums. "Last chance, all together. What's my name?"

"Please use me, Master," you whisper. You're chewing your lip, your hands dug into the material of your dress, shame burning on your cheeks.

"Explain what you mean when you say use me?" He asks smugly. He's trying to make this difficult. Not willing to let you hide behind any subtleties. You know the base words he wants, but you're too ashamed to say them. Seeing you stuck Jimin leads you to dutifully submit. "If you're asking me to use you, I can do whatever I want, can't I?"

"Yes, Master." You murmur.

"And regardless of what I do, you say..."

"Thank you, Master." You answer, feeling as if you are signing your life away.

"Perfect." He leers, raking his fingers through his blonde hair.

As Jimin stands, you watch him nervously. You're aching and ravenous, and if he tells you no this time, you're going to lose your mind.

Stopping in the middle of the wool rug he snaps his fingers, calling you over. Getting in position, Jimin prevents you from sitting up, his hand pressing on your shoulder to keep you on your hands and knees. As he kneels behind you the lust, the hunger that you had been struggling to repress, begin to surface. Your breath starting to shiver.

It actually seems like he might allow you this time.

Gently Jimin's fingers trace along the curve of your ass, his thumbs hooking under the bottom of your dress, pushing it higher until it sits around your belly button. Applying pressure on your upper back, he encourages you to lower and you're all too willing to comply. Lowering your chest onto the floor you stretch your arms ahead of you, spreading your legs apart and pushing your ass up.

At once, he takes advantage of your pose, his light touch gliding over your exposed pussy. The sudden contact making you gasp, your head jerking back.

"Tell me again pet, what do you want?" Faintly, the contact continues down your inner thigh with excruciating slowness. His fingertips tracing through the wetness that's dripping down your skin. Cooling it as he spreads it further. "Hmm?" He prompts your reply.

You're trying so hard to get your fevered brain to focus on responding. Just as the words start to take shape, his hand reaches your knee and switches to your other parted leg, this time travelling up. While his graze is far removed from the spot, sparks fly upwards hitting deep inside your core.

You know what you want, but you have no fucking sense to form a coherent sentence. In replacement of words, you can only whine.

Jimin's hand lifts from between your thighs and lands painfully on your ass, fully intending to punish you for your non-response. Despite the attempt at scolding you, you're so turned on that the ripple of pain only spurs you on further. An uncontrolled moan coming from deep within your chest as you spread your legs a little wider.

"What do you want, pet?" He repeats, his voice rumbling as it gets lower. His touch idly returning to the same place on your thigh.

"Use-Use me, Master." You answer, overly intoxicated. He leans into you, his clothed lap pressing against your ass, his hand still wedged between your legs, groping higher still.

"What do you want, pet?" He purrs, flexing his hips. The bulge of his hard dick making you feel frenzied. If he were to stop, if he were to refuse you, you would certainly break into tears. You don't know what he wants you to say, you just know you need him so badly. You need him now!

"Fuck me. Please, fuck me." All sense of pride has long gone as you plead for him as desperately as you feel. "Please, Master. I need you inside me. I need your cock, please."

"You need me?" Jimin teases with amusement clear in his tone, rubbing your spread pussy with his crotch again. Making you feel embarrassed for a moment to think that you're certainly leaving wet patches across his pants. "What is it that you want me to do?" He is revelling being able to puppet you like this. Especially after you came to him of your own free will. All his hard work was paying off as well as he had expected.

"Anything. Anything you want. Oh god- please just fuck me!" You beg through hiccupped breath.

His hands come off you and you hear the grating of his zipper. His pants and his briefs lowering, the sway of his erect cock slapping against your ass.

"And why am I able to do anything I want?" He leans into you again, the full length of him sliding between your thighs. The way you can feel it slipping through has your legs trembling, your eyes watering.

This is it. The point of all of this. He's testing you to say it. Coaxing you to fully and unmitigatedly give yourself up.

And you're too weak to deny him.

"Because you own me." You whimper.

His whole body tightens against yours and you feel the sharp sting of his nails gripping either side of your hips.

He maneuvers you to widen your thighs, shifting his knees against yours. Smoothly easing the head of his cock into you, and with every inch, your body moves to accommodate him, inside and out. A high involuntary moan welcoming his length. The tip of him bringing pain as the flat of his crotch rests against your ass. Pausing, he lets you feel the way he stretches you, the way your walls are clinging to him.

"Say that one more time my little pet." He beckons, grinding his hips.

This is everything you've needed for so long. The pure contentment of feeling so full. Here and now, you can't remember why you ever fought him.

"You own me, Master." you keenly obey.

Jimin rocks back, the feeling of him slipping from you making you gasp. And when he slams back in with ferocious intent you wail in pleasurable pain.

Releasing a throaty grunt his grip tightens around your sides, dragging you back into his hard thrusts, pounding mercilessly a few times. Chuckling in the victory of the moment. Before he sets up a more comfortable pace. The long craved pleasure fills you so completely that it takes several seconds before breathless rasps give way to passionate moans. And when they start they can not be held back.

Having been on edge for so long, it doesn't take much for the pleasure to build. You don't even have the time to get accustomed to his size or shape. After only a few minutes you're jutting back with each thrust to meet him. Chasing your end as Jimin for the first time doesn't stop as you're about to cum. Instead, he rams you to a perfect point. Making you scream as one more snap of his hips throws you over the edge. Your body swarming in beautiful blissful ecstasy. The waves of it making your legs tremble as you squeal into the crook of your arm. Your hands shaking, knees weak as you're overcome by the long-denied pleasure.

Not letting the sensation have the chance to dimmer, Jimin fucks you the whole way through your orgasm and out the other side. Extending the moment until you can do nothing but pant and whine. Enjoying watching you unravel beneath him.

Breathing deeply, he moves you to his whim like a rag doll. He pulls out, digging his fist into your hair to give him leverage to contort you. Making you scramble to keep yourself from being dragged, he leads you towards him on your hands and knees.

"Open your mouth," he orders huskily. Shoving your head down, he doesn't leave you with another choice. His dick filling your mouth, the taste of your cum is dripping off him. Forcing you to meet his rhythm he fucks your throat as savagely as he was just fucking your cunt. Triggering your gag reflex and making your mouth fill with saliva.

After 30 seconds of rough use, his hands come off your head letting you spring back and have a few moments of respite. The time spent coughing and gasping as you wipe at the spit covering your face.

"Down," he growls, his grabby demands insisting on your compliance. This time thankfully, he only influences the first few strokes, letting you take over.

At a more suitable pace, you work to do your best. You wrap your lips around him, sucking and stroking his shaft. Pulling up to tongue the head of his cock every so often while keeping your palm tightly gripped around him. Slowly replacing the pumping of your hands with your mouth as you suck your cheeks in, taking him into the back of your throat and sucking him like your trying to swallow his dick. Bobbing your head as you maintain the same pressure. His thickness quickly making your jaw ache. But feeling satisfied in your efforts as you hear him groan and struggle above you. The salty taste of his pre-cum starting to coat your tongue.

Tearing you off him, he's huffing, trying to calm himself. "You're too good at that." He laughs with an awed tilt of his head. Running his hands back through his hair, licking his lips. Taking a second to exhale deeply to get himself off the edge. "But I'm not finished with you yet."

Abruptly, he knocks you onto your back. Drawing you towards him, he drags your open thighs over his, bearing down, shoving his cock inside you again. With your knees bent you try to lift your waist to meet him. But Jimin has other plans. Using the ring of your pet collar, he hooks his fingers through and lifts you up. Making you need to keep yourself afloat with your arms straight behind you. The elevated position sinking you deeper on Jimin's cock.

As your body weight lowers on his lap, he moans, dragging his teeth over his bottom lip. His face lightly misted with sweat.

Arching your back you tilt your hips up, crying out instantly as the change gives him perfect access to your G-spot.

You can barely hold yourself together. Whining and huffing, all your focus going into holding this position as Jimin rapidly fucks you towards another orgasm.

He releases your collar as he makes you cum, yanking your hips down, pounding into you ruthlessly. You scream as your pussy clenches around him, your body feeling like it's exploding. Your limbs going limp you fall down onto the carpet. Every twitch and every spasm causing Jimin to grunt, biting his jaw as your reactions spur him on.

As soon as your pussy stops quivering Jimin changes your position again, determined not to let you have any time to catch your breath, settling you back into the same starting point, on your hands and knees with your face pressed into the floor.

This time when he enters you he uses much slower, drawn-out motions. A series of long, hard, intense strokes that make you whimper in pain with how deep he keeps going. But the pain steadily is replaced by pleasure, although as his thrusts start to speed up he doesn't relinquish any of the depth. His lap smacking against your ass. Making you sure you'll feel bruised later. Weakly moaning, each stroke thumps the air from your chest. Your forearms and hands dug into the carpet to try to limit how much you are being knocked forward. Your sweat wet forehead pressed into your arm.

It's a far slower, prolonged endeavour this time, but as Jimin makes you cum you don't scream, your moans turning into yelps. Puffing so hard your head is dizzying. The overpowering swarm of ecstasy bringing way to full-blown tears and hiccuped sobs. Jimin once again not stopping or slowing, instead speeding up as you cum. Your pussy throbbing as he seems resolved to keep overstimulating you.

"Too much," Is all you can croak.

Your strength is spent. You're legs weaken and you drop down, unable to fully endure the merciless way he is using you. Having slipped off of him, he lifts you back into position. His hands remaining under you, holding you up to keep you in place.

"Give me one more pet, and then you can rest." His command is deep and gruff and shrouded in desire.

Feeling the tender ache of his cock stretching you as before, tears of pleasure, of overexertion, and of exhaustion, begin to roll down your cheeks. Your desperation and need over the past weeks making every orgasm that much more powerful and currently, Jimin is giving you far more than you can handle.

Again, he starts slower and tempered. But surely he regains his vigour. Your mind going blank while he determinedly brings you to a point where once more you are a mess of weak moans and whining.

As your climax begins, Jimin's hand reaches around your waist, his fingertips massaging your clit pressing for further stimulation. The external touch skirting tingles across your skin in tandem with the pulsing flood of pleasure rushing through your core. Falling apart you're hazy mind has you making all sorts of depraved sounds and wails with complete abandonment.

True to his word, Jimin removes his braced hold and your drained body drops stiffly. Although, like he also said; he isn't finished with you.

Moving you for his purposes, he pushes you flat, lifting your leg to an angle to spread you open. Laying more on top of you, but bracing his arms to either side, he thrusts himself inside you once again. This time it hurts more than it feels good. Jimin's unrelenting power and libido have been too much for you to endure for this extended period.

Fortunately, it's only a few strokes more until there is shortness to his breath. A build-up to his grunts. With a few harsh last snaps of his hips, he drops onto his forearms, a rasped moan tickling your neck as he shoots his cums inside you at the deepest point.

Lifting his weight, he collapses to the side instead of on you, his back slapping against the floor. A heavy content sigh rumbling from his chest.

"Ow." Is all you can listlessly giggle. Closing your eyes, finally able to rest. The stiffness and soreness of your thoroughly used body mixing with the relaxation and joy you're absorbed in.

Stretching, he brushes his sweat matted hair off his forehead. A wide open-mouthed grin covering his face. "Say it for me one more time, pet." He rolls his head towards you, still catching his breath.

"You own me, Master. Thank you." You mumble, mindlessly obeying. Your surrender growing a triumphant smirk on his face.

"I know I do."

Though Jimin was just getting started. He was going to have you endless repeating that one phrase until you felt it as essential as breathing.

And that's when the real fun would begin.

first time? | p.jm

rating: smut 🍒

pairing: bestfriend!yandere!Jimin x innocent!virgin!f!reader

word count: 6,832 

warning: dubc*n/n*nc*n?, swearing, manipulation, guilt tripping, yandere/obsessive themes, virgin kink, sex without protection, cum eating, oral (giving/receiving), overstimulation, squirting, possible impregation, mentions of suicide, pet names, slight watersports, eye contact kink, sl*t shaming

summary: your best friend, Jimin, is envious when he notices that you have made a new friend. he decides to do all he can to keep you pure, even if that means manipulating you into giving him your precious virginity.

disclaimer: i realize now that some topics mentioned in this drabble can be disturbing for some people, please read with caution or don’t read at all.

The wind softly blew against Jimin’s skin, leaving gentle kisses throughout his exposed body. He inhaled sharply, expanding his lungs to their capacity before releasing the oxygen. His eyes fluttered open and he soon realized that he was not in the comfort of his home. One thing he knew for sure was that he was alone, no soul around him to provide relief. No matter where his eyes would wander, there was no movement, no sign of life. The breeze relaxed Jimin once more, but it was not enough for his fragile mind and body.

As he scrutinized his surroundings, his fear of isolation only worsened. He was in an empty valley, where it seemed like there was no sign of humanity for miles. He sat in the grass and looked up at the sky, the sun had begun to set meaning that darkness would soon engulf his environment. He would be at the mercy of any danger that arose, it wasn’t the dark that he was frightened of but the fact that he was abandoned in an unfamiliar place. Jimin’s breathing quickened as his eyes frantically searched the unknown area, soon his body became weak and he no longer had the strength to support it. His muscles tensed and his fists clenched tightly together, his deepest fear was becoming a reality.

“Why are you panicking?” A voice next to him asked. The figure was familiar, he knew who the voice belonged to and almost immediately his muscles relaxed on their own.

Like magic, she appeared next to him. It was the same voice that he would hear in his dreams, the same voice that taunted him every waking second that he was alive on this planet. Fighting back the urge to sink his teeth into her delicate throat and rip out her vocal cords to ease his body from the pain.

“Thank you…” He said once he felt her fingers glide soothingly through his black hair. He was unable to look at her, which had always been a problem for him, especially during moments where he felt most vulnerable.

“Look at me.” (Y/N) said and when he had not complied, she gently grabbed his chin and forced him to stare in her direction. “I love you, okay? Please don’t forget that.”

Of course, his imaginations were always believable enough to be his reality. The buzzing sound of his phone alarm was quick to break him away from his dream. His eyes opened once more and he had finally understood the actuality of his situation. There was no valley, no sunset, and she was not there with him anymore. The dreams in which she was present, were the ones where he would awaken with sweat pooling on his skin as if he was scared. But what could he be scared of? Jimin didn’t know the answer to that, even though he was in control of his own mind. He looked around his bedroom, hoping that at least part of his dream was true. When he noticed that her figure was missing he slumped back into his bed, visibly disappointed. 

He unlocked his phone to turn off his alarm before checking any notifications that he managed to miss overnight.

“(Y/N) posted for the first time in a while on Instagram”

Although her post was a few minutes old, he couldn’t resist looking. His fingers danced around the screen for a couple seconds as he wondered whether or not he would actually take a peek. Ignorance is bliss, he wished he could forget all the images he saw on his phone.

A mysterious man with his arm wrapped around your shoulder and your head resting in his chest. Was this real? Maybe this was another dream and he would wake up from this, right? Jimin wanted to believe, but soon it became obvious that this was reality. He wished he could fall asleep again, back to his fantasy. There were more pictures after that, he didn’t want to see them but he had no choice. If it hurt him, he needed to see.

His thumb swiped left to the next picture and his heart sank to the pit of his stomach. The man’s fingers wrapped around yours as you held your phone in your other hand. The caption of the post read: “missing you already ❤️ can’t wait for another date!”

A date? Each time Jimin would ask you on a date, you would refuse or say that you already had plans. Yet, there you were, letting a man touch your body. The last time Jimin managed to convince you to go on an outing with him was nearly three months ago and ever since then you always denied.

Is this man the reason why? With his devilish smirk, preparing himself to pounce on you. He looked as if he was ready to prey on your body and rip your innocence away. If he could touch your soft and gentle hands, imagine where else he would put his fingers on. Jimin knew that this man had already tainted you; he already corrupted your mind with perverted thoughts. The fingerprints of a sinner, a liar, and a beast had marked your soul. It eroded at your purity and made him nauseous at the thought.

Although he had never met this man before, his deluded mind had already created an imaginary persona. All men, excluding him, were bad; they take advantage of innocent souls and then discard them when their done. You were no exception for that, this man would surely break your heart and use you for a quick release. Jimin believed that you were stupid enough to follow this man and listen to his words, maybe even be seduced into his bed. No matter how much he wished he didn’t have those thoughts, he couldn’t help it. 

For that, you needed to be cleansed. Jimin came to the conclusion that the only option for you was to ask him for forgiveness; you betrayed him and gave your body to someone unworthy, how dare you? He frantically opened his messenger app and began to text you.

9:43 AM 지민 💜 : please come over we need to talk

9: 50 AM (Y/N) : I’m sorry Jimin but I don’t think I have the time today

9:51 AM 지민 💜 : stop ignoring me, I don’t care if your busy but you have to start making time for me. You make time for everyone else. This is important.

10:06 AM (Y/N) : fine I’ll try to hurry

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