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bangtanflirt · 1 year
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Wait, Little Rabbit! (Part 4)
fluff, angst, smut
Bunny Hybrid (Fem) Reader x Human Seokjin x Dog Hybrids Jimin and Hoseok x Cat Hybrid Yoongi x Wolf Hybrids Namjoon, Taehyung, & Jungkook
NSFW. 18+
Part 1 >  Part 2 > Part 3  > Part 4  > Part 5
Summary: You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker.
Warnings: mxm smut, anal fingering and penetration, handjob, mild pain and overstimulation kink, dirty talk with lots of teasing, lovey dovey dom and sub dynamics, ptsd from past abuse manifested in a nightmare and anxiety attack, prejudice against predators this time because I like to switch it up, Joon and y/n still have boatloads of sexual tension, overall this is mainly hurt/comfort more than anything else tbh
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It’s the next morning, when you’re using some of Taehyung’s art supplies in the dining room, that Namjoon excitedly walks towards you. A hint of your prey instincts creep in, fazed by the Alpha coming at you so quickly. Namjoon notices your unease, and you’re worried he’ll ridicule you for being so on edge, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he slows down his movements. When he’s reached the dining table, he puts down a stack of ten or so books and stands proudly before you. You look at the books, seeing titles of “Memoirs of a Prey Hybrid,” “What Predators Don’t Get” and such. You look up at the tall wolf with curiosity.
“I did some reading” He states, eyes searching yours for approval.
“Oh my God, Namjoon. This is so much! You really got through all of these…for me?”
He nods, puffing his chest out. “I told you I would try to understand you better, and I don’t say things I can’t commit to. I’ve gained a lot of perspective reading these.”
“This is..wow, thank you Namjoon, really.” You’re amazed. You’d never expect an apex predator to put so much work into understanding a little prey like you. “No wonder Taehyung and Jungkook look up to you so much. That thing you told me about wanting to lead with respect—you’re doing an amazing job with that, really.”
The wolf’s dimples make an appearance, shy smile making your heart jump. It’s almost enough to make you forget his stunt last night. Almost.
“But I’m still annoyed with you about yesterday. That was mean.” You stand up in front of him, pouting and with your arms crossed across your chest. The height difference really doesn’t help you to be taken seriously. Namjoon’s kind gaze changes to a mischievous one once more as he chuckles down at you. “That was payback for making me think about your topless figure the whole day.” You narrow your eyes, “You could have done something about it. But you left me high and dry.”
“I knew you wouldn’t be high and dry too long, not with the dog hybrids at your beck and call.”
“That’s not the point..why didn’t you do something?”
“Because you didn’t beg for it.”
You gawk at him but he just shrugs, doubling down.
“I’m an Alpha, y/n. You really think I’ll just give into you because you want it? That’s not how things work around here sweetheart. If you want me, you’ll have to kneel and beg first.”
He punctuates his statement with a wink, then walks away before you even have time to process. You shake away the growing neediness in the pit of your stomach, feeling your pride slip away from you. Surely, he’s not serious—right? He’s just messing with you a little more. He won’t make you actually kneel and beg. Surely not.
An hour goes by as you go back to mindlessly painting, brain still hung up on the Alpha wolf’s frustrating demands. You’re so tangled in your own thoughts that it takes you a minute to see Jimin has woken up, making his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. When you do notice, you call out for the dog hybrid, wanting to wave him good morning. Strangely, he doesn’t respond, instead keeping all of his attention on the glass he’s filling. You try one more time, but cut yourself off when your eyes zero in on his face. It’s not the bright morning face you’re used to; the dog hybrid’s eyes are puffed up and red, and his lips are twisted into a rigid frown.
You make your way to the kitchen in an instant, taking the man’s face into your hands and asking what’s wrong. He doesn’t respond, just pulls you in and starts sobbing loud enough for the other hybrids to hear from their rooms. It takes no time for everyone to gather around you two, minus Seokjin who’s at work.
“Chim, what’s wrong? Is it the nightmares again?” Hoseok’s voice overflows with concern as he rubs the younger dog hybrid’s back. Jimin doesn’t respond, too occupied with the growing pain in his chest.
“Nightmares?” You question, still firmly in Jimin’s embrace.
“He gets like this sometimes when he has nightmares of his old owners” Yoongi explains, “some kind of PTSD that also triggers an anxiety attack. Not as frequent as before but they do still happen.”
Your heart drops as you hug him back tightly, tears prickling at your own cheeks from seeing him this way. Hoseok lets you tighten your embrace for a minute before carefully prying Jimin off of you to hand him water and a prescribed pill. Everyone watches with worry; Yoongi stresses for him to do his breathing techniques while Jungkook brings him his favorite tennis ball. The dog hybrid holds the tennis ball close, using it to ground himself.
“They moved a long time ago Jimin, they can’t hurt you anymore.” Taehyung says in the most serious tone you’ve ever heard from him, “Plus you have us now, and we’ll rip their throats out before they can even breathe the same air as you or Hobi hyung. There’s no reason to be scared when you have us.”
Taehyung’s words seem to help relax Jimin, his breathing getting less frantic between the sips of water Hoseok nudges him to take. This talk isn’t new; one hybrid or another usually says something along the same lines every time he gets like this. Still, it helps to be reminded. Hopefully one day he can internalize it, but until then, the people around him are more than fine with reminding him.
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The original plan was to spend a lazy afternoon together, huddled around watching a movie and waiting for Jin to return. That plan, however, is so boring. No one is feeling the movie anymore, but you’ve already watched too much to switch to another one right now. It doesn’t help that Jimin’s morning anxiety attack is still fresh on everyone’s mind, and the dog hybrid himself doesn’t look up to his full self either. This is when Namjoon does what he’s best at: lead.
“Okay that’s enough of this movie. Let’s go to the hybrid park.”
The atmosphere immediately changes, dog hybrids now wagging their tail and all.
“Wait” you inquire “Is it okay to go without a caretaker? Won’t Jin not like it?”
Jungkook chimes in, “Relax bun, Jin doesn’t mind as long as Joon hyung supervises on his behalf!”
And so everyone puts on their collars and tags, ready to set out. It’s the first time you get to wear yours for something other than a vet visit. You admire the baby pink belt with the silver tag. You didn’t think you’d ever get another one. Namjoon swiftly takes the collar from you, telling you to turn around as he tightens it around you. You don’t miss the way his claws every so slightly graze the sensitive skin of your neck, and he doesn’t miss the tiny gasp you let out. However, he’s back into leader mode in point two seconds after, telling everyone to put on sunscreen and bring water bottles. You hate how easily he can get you riled up.
Places like these usually have a “no hybrids without a caretaker” policy, but you know that no seventeen year old—earning minimum wage—at the entry booth is going to argue with a pack of wolves.
The hybrid park in this neighborhood has a completely different vibe than the one you went to before. Your old neighborhood was mainly made up of people like your previous caretaker: elderly and there to relax with their hybrids. Here, however, the caretakers were young and more than willing to play around with their hybrids. The higher energy vibe does intimidate you a little, but not too much considering you’re here with six other hybrids—and all except Yoongi are pretty high energy themselves. It’s after a good hour of playing around does Jimin feel like himself again, making everyone around him visibly less stressed. The vibe is back to usual, and running around in fresh air is exactly what all of you need. Namjoon chooses to sit out of the antics to instead sit and throw a fetch toy for you and the dog hybrids. You notice just how intently he keeps track of each hybrid, causing you to feel further protected. Taehyung and Jungkook are kicking a football around, tackling one another quite aggressively at any chance they get (yet giggling the whole time). Yoongi, predictably, has found himself a nice place to lay around with headphones in. Everyone’s in a state of content by the time Namjoon gathers you all to leave.
“Everyone ready to go?”
“Can we stay for ten more minutes? Pleaseee” Jungkook pouts, but Namjoon stands his ground.
“Wait, look over there” Taehyung urges, pointing to a corner of the park where you see an injured hybrid and no caretaker in sight. “I’m going to go help him really quick!” The wolf says before running off.
“TAEHYUNG NO” Namjoon yells but it’s too late, the beta wolf’s speed has him there in a second.
“What’s wrong?” You ask, lost and taken aback at Namjoon’s raised voice. The Alpha takes two fingers to pinch his forehead, “That’s clearly a prey hybrid.”
Uh oh.
“I’ll go get him” Jungkook offers, waiting for confirmation.
“No. Anymore predator hybrids will just make things worse.”
That’s when everyone looks at you.
“Do you think you can go get him bun?” Hobi asks gently. You give them a determined look, nodding before hopping off.
The scene you find once you get there is heart wrenching; the mouse hybrid is crying in fear, screaming for Taehyung to spare him. Taehyung, on the other hand, is repeatedly trying to tell the mouse he’s not going to hurt him, face getting more and more dejected with each failed attempt.
“I promise I’m not going to hurt you! I’m here to help.”
“Yeah right! You think I’m dumb just because I’m a prey hybrid, don’t you? Leave me alone you monster!”
“Woah woah” you interject, “relax! Taehyung is harmless! He’s here with me. We can help you!”
You hope your presence can persuade the hurt hybrid, but all you get is a scoff.
“Don’t kid yourself. It won’t be long until he turns on you. It’s a new type of game predator hybrids have started to play: they lie and act until you trust them only to rip you apart after. He’s not your friend. He’s just playing with his food.”
It’s not long before tears prick Taehyung’s eyes and he’s running off. You chase after him, surprised to see where he’s going. Taehyung doesn’t run off mindlessly, nor does he run back to Namjoon and the others; no, he goes to some random caretaker and asks her to check up on the hurt prey. It’s only after his request is accepted does he dispiritedly trudge back to everyone—with you silently trailing behind. The walk back home has reset the mood to once again somber, but this time you’re the one who tries to fix it. You grab the wolf’s hand, keeping him in place, everyone else stops walking as well.
“You know I don’t believe what that mouse told me, right? I trust you, Taehyung. I know what kind of person you are, regardless of what hybrid species you belong to.”
“I just…I hate being feared. I hate it so much. I know I joke around but those are just jokes, I swear.” His voice is meek and broken.
You bring him into your embrace, “I know Tae, I know. I don’t fear you, though. You make me feel safe. That has to count for something, right?”
He pulls away from your embrace, big eyes staring into yours. “Really? I make you feel safe? You’re not just saying that?”
“I mean it.” That causes Taehyung to crack a small smile, along with the other five men. You continue your trail home, feeling Namjoon’s hand slowly pull you to the back of the group.
“Thank you for that y/n. I owe you one.”
Your bunny nose scrunches in confusion. “I did it for him. You don’t owe me anything.”
“I know, but as his Alpha I can’t help but feel grateful. Taehyung’s a great guy and all he wants is lots of friends. It’s always been hard to tell him he couldn’t talk to someone because of his species. And nothing I say can give him the affirmation a prey hybrid’s words can. Just this talk and the way you treat him has done a lot for his mental health.”
You take one of Namjoon’s hands into your own, giving it a reassuring squeeze before pulling away. Namjoon, however, takes your hand back into his, interlocking fingers with you the whole way back.
It’s when all of you are back under your own roof does the Alpha use his serious tone again, telling all of you to not mention any of today’s misfortunate events to Seokjin. “Jin hyung doesn’t show it, but I can tell that work is not going well for him right now. If he finds out about Jimin and Taehyung, the stress will really be too much for him.”
You all nod earnestly.
So when Seokjin does come back, everyone greets him with bright smiles and enthusiastic conversation. The park trip is mentioned, but only up to the part before it all went downhill. You see what Namjoon is talking about when you look at your caretaker’s drained visage.  He might be smiling and joking around, but the traces of burn-out are more than evident.
“Y/n,” Namjoon comes over and pokes, “can you sleep with the dog hybrids tonight? I think Jin hyung needs me.” You nod, ready to do anything to help. Jungkook steals you away after, complaining that you hardly ever cuddle with him.
“I’m glad Namjoon’s going to talk to Jin tonight. He does look tired.” You mention as the beta wolf wraps himself around you on the couch.
“Yeah, talk.” Jungkook snorts, amused at your naivety.
You’re too oblivious to ask further.
“Hey bun, thanks for what you said to Tae hyung earlier.”
“You’re the second wolf who’s thanked me for that today.”
He smiles, “We’re just really protective of him. Hobi hyung isn’t lying when he says he’s the nicest wolf hybrid you’ll ever meet.”
“You’re pretty sweet yourself, Kook” you nudge his side with your elbow. He pulls you in closer, fingers tracing shapes on your floppy ears. It’s not long before his relaxing movements lull you into sleep. The wolf delicately carries you to the dog hybrids’ room and tucks you in; Jimin and Hobi do well to not make any sound that could wake you up, sliding carefully under the covers and sharing your warmth.
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Namjoon lays on his hyung’s bed, on his back with legs spread open—cock standing tall and pretty against his stomach. Only thing he has on is what Seokjin’s allowed him to wear: his collar and leash. Jin tugs the leash to make the younger man look at him properly, the two exchanging long looks of adoration. Never in his wildest dreams did the Alpha think he would let someone take control of him in such a way, but that all changed when he opened his heart to Seokjin. As much as he’s a natural leader and loves to dom the other hybrids, it would be a lie to say that always being the decision-maker didn’t take a toll on the wolf. Jin, on the other hand, never much gets to be the decision-maker in his life; constantly being pushed aside and ordered around at the law firm. But here, with his beloved Alpha hybrid, is the one place he can take full rein.
“What a needy little wolf,” Seokjin muses while taking in the sight, “your hole is twitching baby. Does it want me inside that bad?”
Namjoon whines, feeling needier by the second. The Alpha gasps at the feeling of Jin’s finger entering his puckered rim, the cool, lube-covered digit making him squirm. The second finger has him arching his back, making Seokjin chuckle at the desperate sight.
“Need m-more hyung…cock…please”
“Just my fingers have you unable to talk in full sentences, but you’re still asking for my cock?”
Namjoon’s eyes widen at the feeling of Jin’s fat tip prodding at his hole. The older man takes his time, pushing in slowly while memorizing the younger’s face every second he’s plunged deeper into him, occasionally tugging the leash as well. It’s when Jin touches that special spot inside of him do Namjoon’s lips let out their first moan of the night. Once he’s bottomed out, Jin begins moving at a torturously slow pace.
“Hyung! Stop—ngh—teasing please! Can’t take it.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll give it to you like you need baby.” And with that, Seokjin starts thrusting at a brutal pace, mercilessly pounding into his lover’s tight hole. It’s not long before the wolf’s whole body starts shaking into a violent orgasm, topped with tears of pleasure running down his face. A couple more sloppy thrusts and Seokjin is pouring his seed inside as well. Before he can even catch his breath, Namjoon feels a firm grasp on his cock, causing him to yelp.
“T-too much! Hurts!”
“Safe word?”
He shakes his head, “No, keep going!”
Seokjin laughs, loving the painslut he has on his hands. He works the Alpha’s cock over with expert fingers, alternating between stroking the middle, swiping over the tip, and squeezing the base. Ever the gentlemen, Jin does well to not neglect the balls either— going down to cup them firmly every minute or two. His free hand grips the man’s thigh, digging his fingernails into the hybrid’s toned flesh. The pain on his thighs mixed with the pleasure on his cock forces another orgasm out of the wolf, causing white ropes to shoot all over his own stomach. Jin stands back to admire the sight—his big bad Alpha, covered in and dripping cum. After changing the sheets and a hot shower for two, the men snuggle up against each other to turn in for the night.
“I know things are hard at work. I can read you hyung.”
“I know you can baby. I just don’t want to bring my problems home. Home is for forgetting about work and focusing on my amazing hybrids.” He emphasizes with a kiss to the wolf’s temple.
“Whatever’s going on, you’ll get through it. You always do.”
“Thank you Joonie.”
“Goodnight hyung.”
“Goodnight baby.”
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A/N: Thank y’all for being patient! My health and assignments made this part take a little while longer to post, but I hope it’s to your liking <3 Your comments and reblogs help a lot! Spoiler for Part 5: Y/n goes into heat ;)
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whatifyoulivelikethat · 6 months
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sting, m | myg
pairing(s): yoongi x reader — mentions of husband!seokjin x reader
summary: “Please let me borrow your husband.” “You can if I can borrow Seokjin.” And so Min Yoongi was here, sitting on a ivory-colored leather sofa, surveying Kim Seokjin's wife with a critical eye. He hadn't expected to be in this position, but it was his wife's request and he never disappointed his lovely (devious) wife.
warnings: rated M (18+) for language; the other side of the wife swap in honey, m (ksj) and Yoongi is about to fuck his hyung's wife, yup; D/s smut (fem reader, he is borderline mean, manhandling tbh, choking kink, hair pulling, nipple play, he spits on her tits, m-receiving oral / face fucking, ass + pussy slapping, m-masturbation, fingering, standing doggy, overstimulation / multiple orgasms); non-idol!BTS - dom!Yoongi x not-his-wife, sub!reader; Yoongi's POV
his outfit is inspired by the 'D-Day' Agust D ver PC photos, leather moto jacket and ripped jeans, and ofc his long black hair ;)
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“It’s fun sometimes, to do the wrong thing and get away with no consequence.”
“Please stop giving me tangerines.”
“Ahahaha…”
If anyone was not afraid of falling in love with Kim Seokjin’s wife, it was definitely Min Yoongi. He set the fourth… actually, fifth tangerine onto the stack in front of him on the coffee table. This attempt at offering delicious fruits to lessen the obvious awkwardness was not working. It wasn’t that Yoongi did not like tangerines. He loved them. Refreshing snacks that came in their own compostable packaging? Truly nature’s finest work.
“If you want my fingers stuffed in your holes, it would be rude of me to cover them in tangerine juice,” he explained calmly, pushing back his long dark hair and raising an eyebrow at Kim Seokjin’s wife.
She turned pink and started sputtering.
He remained calm and expressionless, recalling the conversation that made it come to this.
“She’s interested in you,” his wife had said with a small smile.
“In me?”
“As she should be, because my husband is handsome, talented, and a sex god.”
Yoongi hadn’t married his wife because she was humble; she was simply honest.
Obviously.
He had been called to action and he intended to fulfill his promise. Interested in him, hm? Yoongi wasn’t one to boast about his sexual prowess himself and, anyway, he was infinitely better now than before his wife. Took a god to create another, right? He half-smiled, knowing his wife would enjoy such a comment. But he had to put those thoughts away at the moment and not be disingenuous to the lovely lady in front of him. His hyung had taste in women, all right. She was pretty in the way that was easily approachable. Kind eyes and a soft demeanor. He knew Seokjin’s wife well enough to know she was usually had a more casual, clean style, but today she wore a black slip dress with a matching black lace bolero. The seams of the dress framed those juicy tits perfectly. No bra either. Such easy access. The dress was within her realm but fancier and sexier. He suspected that the outfit was his wife’s encouragement to get him in the mood. Heh. She was really enjoying orchestrating all this, wasn’t she? She knew what made him tick and how to frame this moment to make him want it within his grasp.
A challenge.
Yoongi couldn’t refuse to back down from a challenge to himself.
In contrast, he had arrived in his worn, black leather moto jacket, faded white-and-grey t-shirt, and distressed acid-wash slate jeans. Again, his wife’s doing. He had asked her what to wear. She had suggested for him to dress comfortably – probably to create this juxtaposition on purpose. Most times, he tended to dress up when visiting Seokjin’s home. The, uh, neighborhood seemed to call for it. But not this time. He hadn’t even tied up his hair, just left it shaggy and unkempt, leaving him looking more roguish than usual.
He heard his wife’s growling whisper in his ear.
Stop fucking around.
He let out a slow breath and flicked his eyes up.
Raised an eyebrow.
Seokjin’s wife was attempting to say something to him, red-faced and wringing her hands adorably, but Yoongi raised his hand and placed a single finger on those soft, glimmering pink lips. No matter what, he had to remind himself of her position. Therefore, he was going to avoid using her name directly unless it was absolutely necessary. He also preferred less talking. He needed to be in his head to pull this off.
He stared into those wide, expectant eyes.
Spoke slowly, using the lower octave of his vocal range.
“The safe word is tangerine.”
These self-imposed boundaries were not because Yoongi didn’t like her as a person. He did, but Seokjin’s wife was not his wife, so the emotional turn-on was missing. And, unlike his wife, his domspace was in a deeper place. He had been spoiled by his love and her energy. She always coaxed out his darker desires with ease, but this time he had to bring out his primal side by himself to lead properly.
“You will not speak unless I ask you a direct question.”
He raised his chin, volume barely above a whisper.
“Do you understand?”
She nodded quickly.
A small spark raced down his spine and Yoongi licked his lips, removing his index finger from her lips.
In complete silence, he hooked two fingers around the hair elastic on his left wrist and pulled up, raising his arms in a creak of leather to tie back the top half of his hair. Partly to get it our of his eyes. He secured his ponytail and lowered his arms, trailing his gaze up the sheer thigh-high stockings to lush hips flush against the sofa cushions to small hands clasped tightly in front of her chest and then finally to shaking irises that were taking in his half-tied back hair.
Heh.
Her lips parted, simply staring at him.
The corner of his lips ticked upward.
Then he shot his arm out and grabbed her by the throat.
She yelped, hands flying up and gripping his wrist and edge of his palm, but Yoongi had done this many times. He immediately locked his hold but did not press inward. Instead, he pushed his shoulder forward, forcing her body to tip backwards slightly, suspending her upper body in the air.
 “Ah, Yoongi-oppa–”
He closed his other hand over her mouth, gripping her cheeks tightly.
“What did I just say?” he warned.
Stern, with an edge of danger. She nodded very quickly even though technically this was not a question to agree to. He let it slide. He tilted his head, still covering her lips.
“Scared?”
The terror in those eyes was not as honest as it could be.
“I’m not going to hurt you.”
He removed his hand and traced a line from temple to chin, keeping his touch feather-light and gentle.
“I’m only going to push the line of pleasure and pain,” he murmured.
Yoongi only had a vague idea of what was expected of him. He knew she wanted to be truly dominated as this was not usually part of her sex life. He didn’t really want to know specifics anyway. He only wanted to know what he could do that was different. The issue was that apparently his hyung couldn’t be detached and impartial. In short, Seokjin worried too much because he was too sweet. Sometimes he sacrificed acting so it didn’t affect his performance. He had strength and he could be overbearing, but not exactly in a rough take-what-you-want way.
Yoongi tucked a spare strand of hair behind that delicate ear.
“It might sting though.”
He noted the small gold hoops covered in diamonds. Hm. Pretty. Maybe he would ask for the brand later.
Then he smiled.
Calmly.
And choked her.
The sensation of power seeped into him. Thick, heavy, coating his senses, dripping like hot honey, drawing all of his focus into her surprised eyes, those petting fingertips stroking the exposed veins and tendons along the back of his larger hand, soft mewl calling for him, and Yoongi felt his lips curve into a knowing smirk, honing his attention on the submissive wordless plea falling from those lips.
He raised his body with one knee on the sofa, half-standing, hovering over her, adding pressure to the sides of her neck, slowing down the blood flow. A beautiful flower trapped in his clutches. He leaned in, tracing the edge of his teeth with his tongue.
He could almost taste the nectar.
“Hah…”
Let his breath warm those open lips, running his fingers through her hair.
“I would say, let’s play nice, but.”
His wickedness unfurled.
“I have no intention of playing nice.”
Yoongi tangled his fingers into her hair and yanked hard, relishing in the pained whine before taking it away by the throat, choking her into silence. Closed the distance, lips hovering over shaking lips, but he denied that too, dragging his tongue over her cheek, tasting flesh and anticipation.
“Did you really think I would kiss you?” he purred, letting the words stir and curl in the depths of his chest. “Let’s see if you can earn that gift, hm?”
He didn’t bother to be gentle. That wasn’t the point and, besides, that consideration was reserved for his love. He let go, simply releasing all the pressure instantly, and settled back onto the sofa, not even giving the grace of a glance in her direction. He heard her reel from the sudden punch of oxygen and freedom, collapsing slightly in wheezing coughs, and Yoongi immediately placed his hand onto her shoulder and shoved her to the floor, hooking his leg around her body and dragging her in front of him, on her knees.
She gasped, gripping his thighs, looking up with pained eyes.
He dragged himself forward, on the edge, and looked down with a grin.
“Pretty in pain.”
He let go of her shoulder and hooked his fingers over the edges of the bolero and the straps of the slinky slip dress, lifting and sliding them down her arms in one smooth motion. She squeaked, suddenly self-conscious but he knocked her hands away, tucking the upper half of the dress under her breasts, chuckling darkly. Nipples already hard, plush tits pushed up by the dress. He cupped his hand under her chin again, gripping tight. Lifted her up to set her back straight so her tits were pushed out, her exposed body between his open knees.
He made his voice was cold and as deep as possible.
“Show me how you play with your tits for your husband.”
Not choking yet, but her breathing was already short, whimpering. Slowly moving her hands from his legs and flattening her palms against her breasts, kneading them lightly, unsure how to proceed. He let it be humiliating. Not reacting, ticking his head and lifting his eyebrow. Did not remove his hand though, tipping her head back more in warning. She gasped, moaning softly as she pinched her nipples, pulling them out and toying with them more.
“Harder,” Yoongi growled.
Shaking whines as he watched her obey, pinching harder, squeezing her breasts so they spilled out against her fingers, her eyelids fluttering as he subtly applied pressure. He lowered his face, staring into her glazed-over eyes.
“What is the safe word?” he asked directly.
“T… T-Tangerine.”
Yoongi nodded. “Hm. Good girl.”
Her face lit up from the praise until he spat on her tits.
She yelped and her whole body jerked, glossy saliva dripping down the curves and sticking to her skin, but he ignored it, choking her hard as he raised his hips and unbuttoned his jeans with his free hand, speaking calmly and slowly.
“You said I reminded you of tangerines,” he mused, recalling the earlier conversation. “Soft on the inside, tough peel on the outside. Mmmm, but I don’t know about that.”
He abruptly let go again, sending her into a spiral of sensations. Rushing blood, tension broken, air flooding into her lungs, and he took the moment to lower his jeans and his underwear. He thought about removing more but honestly he enjoyed this power play more. He reached behind her and wound the lace bolero down, trapping her squirming arms. She was utterly confused and then suddenly frozen, staring at his hand around his hard cock. He ran his thumb against the side, locking her head in place with his other hand, spreading his fingers over the crown of her skull, bringing his hips forward without a word.
He licked his teeth, open-mouthed smirk dripping sin.
“Now, I know hyung wouldn’t marry a woman with a subpar mouth, so let’s see what you’ve got.”
He pushed her head down and thrust roughly into her throat.
He settled his other hand behind him before fucking her face, not fast but deep, enjoying the little jolt of her shoulders as he did so. Tight and soft, just as he liked. Not nearly enough tongue, but he didn’t fault her for the lack of technique. Probably not every day she got face-fucked in such an uncomfortable position. Therefore, he didn’t put the pressure on her to get him off but rather used her like a toy, back and forth, smacking his balls into her chin, tucking his tongue into his cheek as he looked down and watched her breasts bounce with his force. Her whimpers added vibration to pleasure, and he curled his fingers into her hair, imprisoning the position of her head so her mouth could serve his cock, each snap of the hips anchored by his torso and thighs, letting him put real force behind his action.
He remained silent and amused.
Her eyes were squeezed shut. Her hands were pinned down to her thighs. He saw her fingers twist into the hem of her dress, lifting it up. He kept the pace consistent, building his orgasm, feeling it to his core, wet, hot, tight, muffled cries stuffed back into her throat over and over again. He tilted his hips down, running the head of his cock along her tongue for more stimulation. The hardware of his moto jacket clicked with his repeated thrusts, the leather hot and stuffy, the kind of discomfort that only added to the mood. The whole situation reminded him slightly of how he had been back in the day, barely an adult thinking he could do whatever and whoever he wanted.
Feeling good by doing the wrong thing and getting away with no consequence.
He exhaled hard.
Small tears gathered against her lashes, the strain and desperation of being good blatantly evident.
“I see what your husband enjoys so much now.”
Her eyes opened a little.
Glassy.
Used.
Delicious.
He came down her throat, raising his hips to stuff it down.
Her eyes rolled back, whimpering and almost sobbing, hurriedly swallowing to breathe. He bit back his wince, oversensitivity crawling up his back, and pressed deeper, groaning as he felt his cock jerk in her tight throat, squishing more cum into her tongue. He pinned her head there, sucking in a hissing inhale to get his bearings, her breath warming his lower belly.
Good job, my darling.
Yoongi snarled deep in his chest. He knew his wife too well. Could nearly imagine her here, watching carefully and with that small smile that meant she believed he could do more. Be more. Push the limit. Fuck. He let go, throwing off his jacket as the woman between his legs gasped and moaned, spent from being used. But it wasn’t those hazy, lust-drunk eyes that were in his head.
However, you’re better than that, aren’t you?
He knew he was being stared at. He was a spectacle right now. His falling jeans, the tangle of chain and leather bracelets clinking on his wrists, the way the large t-shirt clung off his torso, his half-tied up long black hair, the faint sheen of sweat along his flushed cheekbones, and, finally, his furrowed brow and sharpened gaze, looking down at the pretty thing between his open legs.
“Stand up,” he commanded.
He didn’t waste time going to the bedroom.
He pulled the condom from his jacket pocket and yanked her up by the arm, bending her over the side of the ivory leather sofa. An unceremonious position for Kim Seokjin’s beautiful wife, but Yoongi didn’t give a shit. He peeled the lace bolero from her arms and tossed it onto the floor, shoving his hand down on her upper back. She squeaked, falling forward onto the cushions and his leather jacket, grabbing it tightly as he caught her waist, steadying her body just before harsh contact.
“Spread your legs,” he said coolly, borderline bored.
“B-But–”
Smack!
The flat of his palm instantly stuck her ass. She yelped and squirmed, stifling her cry by burying her face in his jacket, and he made no move to comfort, pushing down on her lower back so her round, inviting ass popped up more.
“You do not speak unless I ask you a direct question,” he sternly reminded.
She made a choked noise of agreement.
“Good girl.”
He couldn’t help but smile when she mewled softly at his words. So easy. He fanned his fingers over her ass, tapping lightly. Watched her fingers curl into his jacket, covering herself with his scent. He ghosted his touch over his half-hard cock and hummed, gently drumming his fingertips down, closer, leisurely.
Then he slapped her pussy.
Already wet, creating a loud squelching sound. She cried out, back arching, throwing her head back, and he continued, hard slap after slap, using the full expanse of his hand to amplify the sting to skin. She tried to close her legs and he forced them apart with his knee, casually stroking himself as he did so, unexpectedly interspersing hits between her ass and soaked pussy. No rhyme or rhythm, just deadly calm and his own soft sighs of satisfaction completely contrasting the force behind his hand. It was all too easy to slide his fingers down her slick slit.
Yoongi bent down, rubbing her clit firmly as he whispered above shaking shoulders.
“You want this cock inside you, don’t you?”
He only now noticed that he had slipped into his satoori, forgetting to speak properly. It didn’t seem to matter through, because she was clawing at his jacket and whining, yes, please, y-yes, a fresh wave of shuddering moans when he shoved two fingers into that tightness, viciously pumping them in and out. He kept her waiting, just for seconds longer, jacking himself off as he felt her walls suck him in, clinging and pulsating around his fingers, hot skin radiating against his.
Enough is enough, Yoongi told himself.
He debated on removing his shirt but decided he didn’t care. Reached back to his falling pants' pocket and pulled out the condom, pulling his fingers out to rip it open. Sweet honey clung to his knuckles but it didn’t hinder him. Seokjin’s wife gasping into the sofa, ass flushed pink, trembling legs struggling to hold herself up.
He rolled the condom down.
“Go ahead and scream.”
It was necessarily a scream per se, but it was a very loud feral cry that suddenly echoed about the living room the moment he shoved his full hardness deep inside, adding a snap of his hips to bottom out. He exhaled hard, gripping her ass and lifting it roughly to adjust the angle. Easy when she was melting against him, clawing at the sofa for some kind of hold. No need, but he didn’t say so, enjoying her euphoric agony. He could feel her ass grind into his crotch, inner walls gripping him tightly, and he secured his hold on her hips, locking his fingers, and began to fuck her right against her own sofa.
He hoped she remembered picking out the furniture.
Hoped she remembered discussing it with her husband and laughing as their butts tested various contestants before selecting this very particular one, only to be bent over it and taken like an animal, face against the cushions, the metal zipper of his leather jacket cutting into her breasts as she bunched it up under her chest, gasping and moaning from his powerful, deliberate thrusts. Yoongi made it last, choosing power over speed. He tensed his pelvis and leaned forward to get that depth, panting, pressing his fingertips into her waist hard enough to leave bruises.
“You wanted me to choke you, wasn’t that it?” he breathed out, heavy and raspy. “Where did you get the audacity to ask for something like that?”
“A-Aah, p-please… she–!”
He smacked his palm against the side of her hip and she cried out, throwing her head back, hands slipping against the leather. The answer didn’t really matter.
“And what make you think that you wouldn’t face the consequences?”
Yoongi was just in the mood to taunt.
He was nearing the edge so he gripped one of her shoulders, bending over her smaller body and slamming his hips into her ass, violent pleasure snaking into his veins. He looked down to see her face turned, cheek pressed into his jacket and the sofa, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut, whining pathetically as he buried his cock deep inside and hissed, feeling her pussy pulsate and clench around his jerking length.
No time to breathe.
He spread his fingers over her upper thigh and held tightly onto her shoulder, lifting her upper body up. Reflexively, her hands planted onto the sofa to support her, quivering arms and all, and that was exactly what he wanted.
With some effort, Yoongi twisted his right wrist and choked her.
His left hand slid down and he rubbed fast, tight circles over her swollen clit.
“Your boldness needs to be punished.”
Moaning, crying, whining, her whole body becoming rigid and then ransacked by shivers. Strangled whimpers of his name but Yoongi didn’t stop, pushing for another orgasm that he could still feel even around his softening length. He was large enough that he hadn’t slipped out. She no longer had any control over her body, second orgasm incoming, the overwhelming pleasure eating up all common sense and the highs blending into one another, extending his own pleasure as her pussy convulsed, thick, honey-like cum sticking between their joined thighs. Her arms went limp, collapsing, and he had less than ten seconds to hold her up before gravity would knock them down.
He clenched his jaw and pulled back.
Standing was a loose term for what was happening. Yoongi had to grip the side of the couch so he didn’t stumble, keeping his grasp on her collarbones to press her hot body against his, still shaking from the intensity. The room reeked of sex. His cock was sliding out. He should have gotten rid of his jeans. They were a hinderance around his calves now.
Sigh.
Seokjin’s wife was fully leaning on his chest, gasping lungfuls of precious air.
His own wife was probably having her own way with Kim Seokjin right now, but she was a better planner and not this messy.
Right?
“Hey.”
He grabbed one of her tits and sank his fingers into it, kneading roughly to get her attention, but the eyes that greeted him were completely unfocused. Nice.
“Let’s take a break.”
She tried to rut into his crotch but his hand shot up, grabbing her chin and yanking it to his face, forcing her into an uncomfortable twist of her exhausted body.
“I will rephrase. Stop.”
She whimpered, unable to fight him. He softened. She was very pretty. Too innocent-looking and airheaded for him, but that didn’t matter. It was very clear that she enjoyed it, but now Yoongi could see there was hesitancy in asking if he did. Probably had something to do with the unapproachable air of his demeanor right now. He toned it down a little, closing in the distance. He wasn’t much of a talker, which didn’t suit everyone. He relied too much on his wife to infer from his actions but it wasn’t fair to apply that line of thinking to everybody. He had to do his best to be communicative even if he wasn’t saying something directly.
“Don’t give me those puppy eyes,” he murmured, rubbing his thumb over her cheek. “You’ve earned one kiss.”
He tilted his head and kissed her deeply. Strands of his hair fell forward, loosened from his ponytail, drifting onto her temples. Gentle, delicate, sliding his tongue lightly against hers. He let it last. He could taste desperation. It made him smile into the kiss.
There was no rush.
He had a lot of time left.
His hand slid down, his long fingers decorating that neck.
“And more to do,” Yoongi whispered to trembling lips.
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beautifulpersonpeach · 10 months
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Jungkook is an incredibly precious human being. He’s bratty, and sweet, and meticulous, and charming, and calculating, and assertive, and introverted, and above all, hand-fistingly, brow-scrunchingly, high-pitched-wailing into the night, cute.
He’s so cute it almost destroys me.
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The trust he has in ARMY, is something I hope we never take for granted. It’s rare, and many would argue unwise to consistently express such vulnerability to millions of people who may have their own motives. And nobody knows that more than Jungkook - a multi millionaire who has lived in the spotlight for almost a decade. And yet, with ARMY, when he feels anxious or can’t sleep or whatever, he feels comforted being with ARMY, being watched by ARMY, sharing tiny bits and pieces of himself with ARMY.
Goodness.
I hope y’all are saving up for JJK1. He’s clearly working hard at it, and he’s said since last year he’ll be releasing music after Yoongi.
And this is more or less confirmed
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Edit (because someone DM’d me they can’t understand the chart. Sorry btw. Sometimes I forget Korean isn’t very accessible. So here’s a key to understand the chart.)
Stars: albums - the letters within the stars indicate whether it’s a mini, full, solo, or repackage album.
M : mini-album
J : full-album
U : unit/solo-album
R : repackage-album
日: Japan-album
Blue-shading : concert/tour
Grey shading : fanmeet
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Personally, I’m prepared to go all out, as I have for Jimin and Yoongi’s releases, year to date. With JK’s musical output so far, I’ve resigned myself to the possibility his album could be the poppiest of the seven, and that’s not really my taste tbh. But I’ll be looking forward to it because even his pop-py, EDM-laced preferences are executed well, and it’s always possible he blindsides me and surprises me with a very different sound than what many expect of him.
Either way, he’s working hard so I trust the product will be excellent.
I hope we’re all gearing up to run this race again, this time with JK as the Bora-flagbearer. Like with Jimin’s FACE, and Yoongi’s D-DAY, it will be a race in two parts: a sprint then a marathon.
Please stay hydrated, take your vitamins, check your iron levels, take care of yourself, and prioritize the boys if they’re the reason you’re here. The competition will be fierce, solo stans will raise hell, and everyone will want a piece of him. It would be nice if the core fandom can manage to keep their heads on straight and focus on Jungkook.
Aside, JK’s sleepy Wlive reminded me of a VCR that’s haunted me for years.
This one:
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Maybe it’s the same sleepy pose, and the eyes…
Actually, the whole Serendipity MV comes to mind when I remember JK’s Wlive. And Jimin is the reason.
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Sigh, these men.
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yoonjinsgirl · 6 months
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Heyaaaa guys!!! I'm here with chapter - 3 to my series, I'm so sorry for the delay but my eye infection wasn't getting better so i couldn't do anything, i was advised not to use mobile phones or laptop, once again I'm really sorry for delay!🥲💜
checkout series previous chapters: 1💌 & 2💌
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Yoongi x fem!Reader
Summary: you wake up one day only to realize it's 2026 already & to your biggest shock you are not in your bedroom, not in your house! You try to wake yourself up from the dream! But is it really a dream or the truth of your life?
Genre: idol au, mirror world au, fluff, suggestive.
Taglist: Open
Updates: after every 4 days.
Warnings: not something that could make sense irl, an au concept, it could be dangerously delulu and fluff ofcourse! Could be a little bit suggestive. please note all my writings are fictional and has nothing irl to do with any idol/person.
A/N: this fic also feature hobi and his girl "I'm naming hobi's girl as my hobii biased bestie*. We obviously do have bangtan featuring and also a cameo of jihoon aka woozi 💜
I'm just an amateur, I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Please give your precious feedbacks, It would mean alot to me!!
Request are open & also highly welcomed and appreciated! check my other works until now here❤️‍🩹 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡^·ᴗ·^♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I've imagined this all night and every day!💕
Chapter-3
Before you could move out of yoongi's lap or anything, his phone buzzes and you both are taken out of your little dreaming world, as soon as he answers, he puts it on speaker, and you immediately recognize the owner of the voice, it's hobi, the man whom you've always considered your sunshine and yoongi's actual soulmate tbh, and who wouldn't afterall everybody loves SoPe.
"Oooo hyungg what took you so long to pick up the phone? Where are you rightnow? Why is y/n also not picking her calls?? Hyung? Are you there?" Hobiii showered dozens of questions as soon call was answered. You chuckled a little while yoongi made his usual annoyed but i love you so it's okay face, "yahhhh hobahhh have some patience! If you've reached the venue early i want to tell you honestly it will still take us 30mins to reach! And why were you calling y/n? Her phone is in the car anyways!".
You can hear hobi's typical laugh over phone and your face instantly brightens up hearing him laughing, and forms into a big smile, "mwooyaa" you hear yoongi asking him dramatically to what is it? Why did he laugh so much?
"Jajajaja hyung i can't believe you would get so jealous over such a little thing, but for your mental peace let me tell you that wasn't me calling your her, it was my love! her bestfriend calling her, i hope you aren't jealous of my lovely girlfriend ", he replied a now flustered yoongi, only if hobi could see yoongi's face, he had gone crazy laughing looking at how cuteee he looked right now.
"Aishhh yaaahh you guys are too much! I'm not jealous okay! I just asked!" yoongi replied "Only if you say so hyung!" Hobii said still laughing a little, while you just enjoyed listening to their conversation and hobi continued, "so hyung we were calling you guys to ask if can I bring my girl along with me to lunch.. actually i was quite hesitant as i couldn't confirm with any of you, actually i couldn't ask you guys since it's almost first time I'm officially bringing her along with me to meet everyone. But at the same time it's your 1 year anniversary too, and we all will officially meet y/n properly for the first time, because all this time it has only been on voice calls and video calls or short hi! hello! in person. so, jagi and i both were kind of hesitant, so i.."
"I don't get it hobaah why are we acting as if we aren't friends and family, since what more than 13 years now! Ofcourse you can bring her, you should know you both are friends to us, i didn't expect you going so formal over this, like c'mon so because now we have partners so, are we no more soulmates hobahhh?".
Before anyone could say anything you end up laughing at how yoongi could he dramatic AF! And you say "aishh so dramatic you guys! Cut this out hobii please bring hobisrii with you, I'll be more than happy"
"y/niee thank you so much because i wasn't liking to leave her alone and she would keep budging me to not let me ask any of you, since the day you invited members!"
"hobi my friend is definitely someone who cares about everyone's feeling a little too much over her happiness so don't mind her, she's too sweet! we will get going now or else we will get late for sure, you guys too join us soon" you look at yoongi who is looking at you lovingly and he nods at you agreeing with you and you continue "we will see you guys soon! See you hobii, ask hobisrii to give me a call if she has anything in her mind, I'll keep my phone in my reach"
"thank you y/nssi, you two drive safely, bye hyung bye both of you!".
With this the call ends and you look up to yoongi, you are still in his lap, you suddenly feel embarrassed and try to get up and yoongi immediately tightens his grip around you and you catch his collar to balance yourself, "yoonieee you will get tired and get leg cramp yoon let me get u.." "shushhhhh bby you think too much, your man is strong enough to carry his love forever hmnn, besides i love the idea of being close to you all the time" with that he instantly pulls you into a kiss, soft and slow, showing how much he loves you and how much he longs for you to always be close to him. You are taken back my his sudden action but eventually melt into his touch and slowly respond to his kiss, you could feel him smiling throughout kiss, he slowly pulls out attaching your both heads together "y/niee always know no matter even if i had to stay away from you because of my schedules my heart was truly longing for you!...to have one day with my girl! with my love! with you! So no sooner I'm in any plan to let go any chance of being close with you". All you do is nod a little while looking down shyly hiding you flushed cheeks.
After few mins he finally pulls off, "so y/nieeee i swear we can still go home and cancel this plan you know"
"aishhh yoons noo c'mon get up, we are going now, imagine how much they all will tease you if we will reach late there, or do you actually want them to tease you, maybe you lowkey enjoy tha.." before you could even complete your sentence he gets up holding your hands and before you know you are already getting out of his studio, "only if I had got reminded of how much they would tease me i swear y/n i would have hurried up" he says as you both walk out of hybe's building walking towards the parking, all you do is giggle at yoongi's reaction to the idea of his members teasing him. Not that you don't know that everyone in bangtan is more then family and they love teasing each other at every chance they could grab and that his maknae's are gonna enjoy annoying him by teasing him a little too much.
You both get in his car and he starts driving towards the restaurant you both are supposed to meet the members, although you're slightly terrified and don't know how the members would react to you or how would your bestfriend react to you, but only thing you know right now is that you can't anyone doubt you for your own safety reasons also you definitely don't want to hurt any of them by any means, what if they are not the one's from your world but that's not fair to act biased against them. Also you would never be able to bear watching them getting hurt! You should maybe ask your heart to get it's act together and to not go crazy around yoongi or most importantly hold itself while you meet the bangtan.
Before you know you are already infront a huge glass building. And you immediately recognize it as it looked similar to 'josun palace', to what you thought you had been going to have lunch at a restaurant but boy you were wrong! this is fuking expensive and fancy! you immediately look at yoongi expecting him to say something, but he simply smiles and gets out of car and walks to your side and stretches his hands towards you to come out.
"So bby did you liked the place! I hope it's your style"
"Yoonieee i love it but trust me i don't have a expensive taste nor i love spending too much! I love sweet and cozy restaurants, For me only your love and your feelings matters, but I'm flattered yoongs!"
"I knew you had say so but it's good to sometimes go over the top and pamper ourselves besides.. you, my queen deserve all the royalty!". He says as he laces his hands around your waist and you both walk in, where the hotel staff welcomes you both and guides you towards the booked place in the grand hotel. You smile thinking how this all is too good to be true! How this is all you had imagined all day and everyday to happen, even if its all just for one day! Looks like god is kind of fulfilling your wish, maybe you shouldn't act awkward or overthink because no matter what you can't escape from what you've got yourself into. All you need to do is act what you had always imagined you would do in any of situations you would face and nothing will go wrong! Atleast that is what woozi had told you to do.
A gentle squeeze from yoongi brings you back to reality, "what are you thinking y/nieee, I'm sure boys are gonna love you! You have been in touch with them via video calls and calls so they know you, relax hmn!" You nod to him while giving him a reassuring smile, thinking how lovable yoongi could be. As you enter the booked area you suddenly feel a warm hug and yoongi gently lets you slide, and you hear others screaming "yahhh aishh jjungkookah, you brat! don't scare her away like that!"
"Y/nieeee I was so excited to meet you! Hehe i didn't mean to scare you" that's when he pulls you out from hug and you realize it was jungkook! omggg is this for real you think! You've always took ggukie as your bestfriend and you always got those bestfriend broo vibes from him and how you had always find relatable to you.
"Aniya don't worry ggukie this is how i had thought you had greet me" you said smiling widely hoping he feels the same vibe, "yahhhh jinjja! you both! how could forget to include me in your hug! You both betrayers'' you see taehyung approaching you both with his tata mic face and you chuckle, and then three of you share a short yet a sweet hug! Although you felt it awkward in the beginning but as expected they all are loving angels, who always made you feel loved.. the way you are, small tears slide away your cheeks "y/nieee why are you crying" yoongi and rest of members immediately coming towards you to check on you, "you immediately wipe the tears away and smile towards them, "guys calm down! I'm alright and fine, I'm just overwhelmed with the amount of loved and welcomed I felt!".
"Yahh aishh you two i had told you not to be over dramatic! And look at this hyung the speed he ran towards y/nieeee was faster then his rap!"
"Yahhh jiminaahh I'm offended"
"Look at this unromantic guy, if it was me i had took it as a compliment! Especially if my gf was as pretty as cute and as sensible as y/nieee!" Jimin replied all sassy to yoongi, as he came towards you giving a sweet side hug and tissue to wipe off your tears. "Mimi you love yoongs so much don't you! That's why you always keep bickering with him" you said while controlling you laugh.
"that's my girl" yoongi immediately screamed while mouthing a little 'i love you', but you being you decided to get playful, "thank you yoongs! but i know that just like jiminiee loves you! You too love him back because ain't jimin your favorite bickering partner" you reply him, gaining laugh from Jin who had just entered the place, and he pats your back and his gives you his cutest signature wink at which you totally melt and your heart goes all awww!
"This one here, she truly is my friend!" Jin said while pointing towards you. "You guys just made fool of yourself! Especially you yoongichii" he says while still laughing with you.
You see yoongi freezed in his place and namjoon giving you a what the heck look and you automatically feel guilty and rush towards him "yoongi..i..i.. i.. trust me i didn't mean to hurt you yoon I was just being playfu.." before you complete your sentence joon immediately starts laughing uncontrollably,
"yahhh namjoonahhh i trusted you"
"I'm sorry hyung but look at you making that sulky face, besides poor y/n she totally feel for your act! I tell you y/n never underestimate this hyung! he can be extremly playful and dramatic" he said.
Only then you understood yoongi was just acting, "I'm sorry bby i didn't thought you had get serious, don't worry love, you know i love it so much when you mix in with all of them and be playful all laughing and giggling."
"It's okay yoons not like you did mean to make it all serious, and i love you too! You say.
"Omg did you notice that?"
"obviously i did yoongs lol, even in a room full of people, my eyes are always stuck on you yoongles".
"AWWW look at our sweet sugary lovebirds" all of the members say together.
"Okay! Okay! guys lets get settled first" yoongi says while changing the topic, "wait ! wait !wait ! guys'' joon says as he counts all of them, "where is he? I mean where is he?"
"Namjoonahh still the same question, refresh and rephrase your question and try once again, okayyy so gooo now" jin says laughing, "jinniee" you say as you playful hit him while laughing a little yourself. "Yahh jinn hyung don't spoil my dongsaeng, look at namjooniee hyung he is serious!" Jungkook said.
"Yes and I'm seriously allergic to serious people" and once again you both laugh as members try to suppress their laugh.
"Hyung I mean where is Hobahh? He was supposed to reach earlier than us, atleast that is what he claimed to me yesterday!" Joon said only to be greeted with hobii's laugh, "my brooo I'm sorry for my fault, but we got late!" He said.
"WE? WHO WE?" everyone in the room leaving you and yoongi screamed, as you already knew he was bringing your bestfriend.. his girl along with him.
"Bababababaaaabaa.. Tadaaaaa..." hobiii said and moved away from the spot he was standing. And as soon as he moved everyone including you saw your bestfriend, who looked looked absolutely gorgeous and a little bit shy and awkward meeting everyone on short notice.
Soon you made a move and went forward greeting her.
"OMO OMO OMONAA! OMFL bae you look drop dead gorgeous!" "Omgggg Stoppppp hun! look at you looking all pretty and stunning" she replied smiling and blushing to your compliment. Meanwhile hobi went towards yoongi and gave him quick hug "yooo yoongi hyung! You look so handsome! Happy anniversary my brooo" "thank you hobahh! You look cool too" yoongi said, you were watching them in awe of how even here hobi had a certain effect on yoongi.
"Jweehope don't you think we need some introduction here!" Jin asked hobi to introduce everyone with harshitha.
"Oh ye ye hyung ofcourse" Hobi replied walking towards you both and yoongi pulling you gently towards him, his hand laced on your waist as if you were his handbag and you were supposed to be next to him. You blushed slightly.
"Everyone this is my girl! My love! Harshitha!" And jagi these are my brothers, my family, my friends." Hobi said as he lovingly introduced her while holding her hand and never leaving her not even for a second.
"So you guys have always heard about her from me and sometimes even meet her via video calls, whenever you all came in between of our video calls" hobi said chuckling slightly.
Everyone greeted her & she happily greeted them back. And soon after all of you settled down the table, laughing and smiling and chattering on something or other.
A cake was specially brought in to celebrate the 1 one year of love, and you and yoongi feed cake to eachother, while everyone cheered and congratulated you both and everyone clicked some happy photos.
And in middle of all yoongi took your hand in his palm and looked into your eyes and softly murmured "I love you y/n and i promise to cherish you always"
"I love you too yoongi, i promise to love you no matter what" you said replying him, you could feel your heart beating loud and you were pretty sure that yoongi could hear it. Deep down you were cursing your heart for not listening to your pleadings and going crazy whenever yoongi was near you. It was like you heart won't listen to you anymore.
Soon food arrived and everyone again settled down on their seats as food was getting served, everyone noticed how you were served separately and those dishes looked different, before you yourself could understand any of that, jungkook who was sitting next to you, couldn't control his curiosity and asked, "yahhh y/niee is it really important to diet today as well c'mon" jungkook said while whining cutely, you could exactly see why everyone calls him baby star candy.
"Anieyo jjungkookah she isn't dieting silly, she's is vegetarian! That's why I've ordered dishes separately for her and according to her taste" yoongi corrected the younger one even before you could say anything. You smiled widely at yoongi who was sitting next to you on your right as you absolutely loved how he took care of you even without your knowledge. No matter how hard you tried you kept falling for this man.
"See and you claim her as you dongsaeng but I knew it before had, that's why I should've get to sit with her and not you" taehyung teased jungkook, "then why didn't you answered before hyung huhhh, don't act cool hyung" and they kept bickering while everyone else laughed, watching their maknae still being the same and not changing a bit.
Meanwhile you wonder how this all you could've asked for and right now you are living it all in the moment, everything looks perfect and everything feels right, next thing you know you fear what's going to come next because this is not permanent after all!
To be continued...
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"Whoever goes first will set the expectations for armys and respective solos on how album releases go Without them present so that will be interesting to see”
I very much hope it's not pjm2 bcz I always felt like they used FACE as test to release remix and ship album on time etc. that's why it felt like they used him as a punching bag so that hybe can improve its best for their fav babyboy album. if it's jimin they gonna trail run his release, including armys btw so they can try to improve for next release like the admin or armyonamazon? idk but it was seven7stannies who trail run pandora project for jimin so they can improve b4 jk release, mind u they only started it after jk was spotted with those producers. I really hope it's Q3 Or even next year😭 but not march - may
Tbh I was never fully under the belief that hybe used jimin as a guinea pig. They were never anticipating him to do as well as he did in the first place which is why they left him to sink instead for that very reason. The only area I do believe they improved in relation to jimin was increasing the number of versions and remixes. Out of all the members, I still think jk was still going to be the one get good label aid, it’s just that since they needed a bigger gap between him and jimin they ramped it up.
Jimin’s the wrong member to use as a guinea pig for armys anyway though because he experiences sabotage. You’re not gonna be able to gauge exactly what’s right from what’s wrong because they mess with his numbers without reason. They’re not gonna learn anything. (Th would be a better candidate tbh since his numbers, at least on a global scale, are still good.)
With hybe, I’d definitely say they were more prepared and willing to make sure members who went after jimin weren’t affected. (ex. them not giving prior notice that bb was banning digital sales despite them knowing in advance and letting us buy them for a full month before they *conveniently* put that notice in the online shop for yoongi’s debut.). They even worked very well in tandem with armys for jk’s debut and promptly acted on any discrepancy or grievance in regards to that too.
Now on armys end, they absolutely did use jimin as inspo on pandora because they recognized how well jimin did on there and wanted to replicate it with jk. (Didn’t shake out that way at all lol) But it’s not like they even really needed to “improve.” in general for jk’s release because scooter already had them set. None of armys’ methods really changed from what were already using. They didn’t have to be more crafty with the way the went about ensuring no heavy filtering took place. They barely did much of anything. Scooter introduced that multi cover trick and all they had to do was add them to playlists 20x per each one, and buy.
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Love Yourself: Her
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pairing; artist!jungkook x model!reader ft. yoongi + jimin
genre; angst, fluff, smut, f2l, artist au, wedding au
warnings; major angst, cursing, jealousy, non explicit smut, jungkook is an idiot, reader is as well, longing on both sides that’s borderline annoying tbh, jimin makes an appearance, yoongi is the best that is all
rating; 18+
w/c; 4,776
a/n; so many of you requested it, and I honestly wasn’t planning on writing a second part. but here you guys go, I hope I didn’t disappoint. like + reblog if you enjoyed. feedback is always appreciated and helps motivate this writer. feel free to leave a request of your own! ty and happy reading <3
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Part One {Here}, Part Three {Here}
You stared at the thick, semi shiny, crème envelope that came in the mail today. You were currently sitting in a barstool at a kitchen island located in Yoongi’s house, having brought the envelope with you to your weekly rendezvous with him. Said male was busying himself behind you, gathering one wine glass and the biggest bottle of wine he could find for this occasion.
Setting the glass down in front of your still figure, he made quick work with uncorking the wine, and poured you a full glass. Sitting in the seat next to you, he folds his hands together on top of the marble countertop and looks at you. Or, he tries too. But all he can see is the curtain of hair around you that frames your face, so he reaches out to tuck the hair behind your ear before he speaks to you in a calm, soothing voice.
“You still haven’t opened it yet?” His question hung in the air, the only movement you gave him was pursed lips and a subtle nod of your head. He pats one of your hands that’s been sitting in your lap this whole time, and gives you a solemn look of understanding.
“Would you like me to open it for you?” He asks you cautiously, not really expecting you to relent and agree, but tries anyway.
Once again, you just nod your head at him as you slide the envelope the short distance to now lay in front of him instead. His mouth opened in a small ‘o’, not believing you’re actually going to let him do it. Exhaling slowly, Yoongi carefully picks up the envelope to turn it around. Just as he expected with the fancy envelope, it was also accompanied by a fancy seal that held the print of ‘I & J’.
Isla and Jungkook.
Breaking the seal, you both get a first look at the equally as expensive looking crème colored cardstock that the invitation was printed on with elegant, gold, cursive writing. An invitation that you were dreading and secretly hoping would get lost in the mail, but no such luck.
It was Isla and Jungkook’s wedding invitation.
Please Join Us For
The Wedding Of
Isla Clarke
And
Jeon Jungkook
Chancing a glance at you, he noticed your hair had fallen back in front of your face as you stared down at your lap. Your fists clutched tightly onto your dress he helped you pick out last week, knuckles turned white from the grip you held on the material.
He hated seeing you like this. For the most part, he knows you’ve been hiding how you truly feel about everything, and about Jungkook. Him having figured it out months ago just from the first meeting he had with the male who seemed to be at the center of your depression and despair — Jeon Jungkook, your used to be, best friend.
It was actually only three days after that first meeting, did you randomly show up at his doorstep unannounced. Your clothes were rumpled, your makeup was smeared, your hair looked like a rat’s nest, and your lip trembled as you stared at him with watery eyes. You didn’t even have to say anything for him to already know what you were about to confess, it was written all over your face and appearance.
Subconsciously, his hand went to clutch the material where his heart was located. Feeling heartbroken not just for what transpired between you and Jungkook, but also for the love he knew you two could’ve had if not for the wrecking ball that is Jungkook, destroying the very foundation he once thought was solid.
Yet, despite how he felt, he knew you needed him. So, before his eyes could deceive how he truly felt, he pulled you into his warm embrace and instead shoved his face into the top of your hair, hoping it would help muffle the sounds of his despair. He thought it worked, for the most part, but unknowingly to him, you could feel the way his body shook intermittently beneath your head that lay on his chest. You could feel the way his heart was beating even harder than yours, and it made you feel even worse for betraying the one person in this world who truly didn’t deserve it.
Yoongi took care of you that day. And everyday since then, like the saint he is. Though whenever you called him that, he would just roll his eyes and scoff at you.
“Be careful who you trust, y/n.” He would tell you. “The devil was once an angel too.”
That was 8 months ago. And Jungkook refused to make any contact with you at all. The only remnant you once had of him, being scattered on the very bed you woke up in all alone the next morning after your, what you thought to be, love making, like confetti.
You didn’t know what was worse, the fact that Jungkook felt so guilty the next morning that he left without so much as a goodbye, or that when you first woke up that morning you originally didn’t feel any guilt at all. None. Like your feelings had been sucked out by the incubus that came in the sick form of your once best friend.
*******
Jeon Jungkook sat on the front row pew of a large, classical, intrinsically designed, cathedral. One that, on any other day, he would’ve taken the time to admire the artwork that was engraved into it. His head was bowed, his hands were clasped, eyes were closed. If anyone were to walk in right now, they would just assume that the male was taking time out of his day to pray.
Except he wasn’t.
It was a harsh pat on his shoulder, that was accompanied by a sharp, shrill voice that woke him from his moment of peace. With a deep inhale, he opened his eyes and gave out a long exhale. Sitting up straight, he looked into the face of his disruptor, his fiancé — Isla Clarke.
“Are you even listening, Jungkook? I swear you never want to help make any decisions on our wedding. It’s like you don’t care we’re getting married in less than a month!” She gave him a pout, that on you, he would’ve found cute. On her? He sucked his lip in between his teeth to bite back the insult that wanted to slip off his tongue. Abruptly standing up, he shoved his hands into his jacket. Isla flinched back from the sudden movement, hands poised on her hips to hide her dwindling confidence with him now towering over her figure.
“You know that’s not true. I have given you countless amounts of input when you ask, yet my opinions always end up being disregarded. So, excuse me–,” he leans down the little bit to look her dead in her eyes, his full of nothing but hidden resentment at himself for still humoring this whole wedding in the first place. “–for wanting to just take a minute to myself while you, yet again, might I add, choose whatever you want for our wedding.”
Pivoting on his heel, he adjusts his bucket hat that he was donning today, the flare of the hat now falling to cover the top half of his face. Eyes trained on the long strip of gaudy, red carpet that was going to serve as the path to his demise in a few weeks, he throws a chaste, ‘I’m going out, don’t wait up’ into the stale, suffocating, air. Pushing open one of the heavy doors with a low grunt, he walks down the steps that lead to the sidewalk.
As if the universe was laughing at him and his life changing decision, he walks past multiple billboards, busses, benches, store windows, and he can’t help but let out a loud groan of frustration. The sound earning the piercing stares of passerbys, though it’s nothing compared to the seemingly mocking stare that you were currently giving him. I guess he could call this one of the many downfalls to having a highly demanded and sought out model best friend, cause your pictures were everywhere.
His phone was already buzzing incessantly in his pocket, Isla no doubt already bombarding his phone with various threats of cancelling the wedding if he doesn’t change his attitude. Jokes on her though, cause that’s exactly what he wants to do. But being the coward he is, he doesn’t have the heart to be the one to end it. So, he devised the plan of a coward’s way out, and has been distancing himself from her since the morning he left your still sleeping form in his studio bed.
God, did you look ethereal.
The way your nude body naturally twisted itself within the paint covered sheets, as if you were in your own little dance with it through the night, to then lay with a elegant pose that had your hair splayed across the pillow you slept on in a way that made your whole being look like a work of art — a masterpiece. His masterpiece.
Or what could’ve been his. Had his heart not plummeted into his gut with sheer guilt. It only burrowing itself deeper within his soul, as he caressed your sleeping face with the ghost of his fingertips. The natural morning light that shone through the curtains to land on your body, made your skin glow. He wanted nothing more than to kiss your body all over and ravish you in a way that had you waking up with his head between your thighs, and your very essence being his substitute for breakfast.
He had to stop and get an iced americano on his way to his destination of choice in order to cool off his body, the mental image of you he can’t get out of his head serving as all the fuel he would need to release himself, if he was back in the safe confines of his home. But alas, he wasn’t.
Climbing the stairs next to his –and your– favorite fountain in the city, he takes a seat on one, the exact spot that he and you would frequent together in what feels like another life at this point. Crossing one leg over the other, he rubs his hands over his face as an attempt to collect both himself and his thoughts. Head tilted back, neck elongated from the action, he stared up at the sky that was getting darker by the minute. Hands coming to fold around his knees in a hold, his tongue comes out to lick his bottom lip mindlessly, and he thinks about you.
*******
The only good thing about Isla and Jungkook’s wedding, is that it was still within the city limits. That means you didn’t have to pay a ridiculous amount of money on both a plane ticket, and a hotel room to attend it. Yoongi would be proud of you in finding a silver lining in it all, him always wanting to be the bigger person or look on the bright side of things.
Having downed two full glasses of his delicious wine, you decided to pocket the invitation in your purse and excuse yourself. He offered to drive you home or call you a car, but instead you opted out, wanting to just bask in the cool, evening air and take a walk.
It wasn’t just any walk, at least, not to you. The similar footpath you used to take with Jungkook by your side, looked more and more familiar as you progressed towards your end destination — the fountain. Standing at the bottom of the steps, you looked up them in a slight daze. A flashback of you and Jungkook sitting on the same steps as you shared a giant slice of pizza between you two, came to mind. Then, like everything else that was Jungkook, it faded back into the depths of your mind.
Squinting your eyes as you leaned forward, you swear you see Jungkook sitting on the very step you were about to climb too. But that couldn’t be possible, right? Nah. Shaking your head to rid the ghost of Jungkook away, you opened your eyes back up to stare at the spot he once sat at. Though, this time, his ghost stared back at you.
Your buzzed mind still couldn’t comprehend that he was actually there, in the flesh, and not just another figment of your imagination. Not even when his figure slowly stood up still looking at you, and cautiously made their way down the same steps you stood at the bottom of. It was like he knew yourself better than you did, and at any moments notice, you would flee. To his relief, as he stood only two steps above you, you stayed in the same stiff position.
His voice sounded muffled and garbled, as if your ears were plugged full of water.
“–ok–ay?” It wasn’t until a random, plastered, night goer accidentally rammed into your back and sent your unsuspecting body forward, did you semi come to your senses. Your arms flew out in front of you to attempt to catch your fall, eyes widening in fear of face planting on the thick, concrete, steps.
It was sheer adrenaline and reflex that had Jungkook thrusting his arms out in front of him quick enough to break your fall. Your armpits were in the crook of his arms, and your head was sideways against his toned abs due to the significant height difference he had over you at the moment. He let out a puff of air that formed around his mouth in a light fog due to the chilly, night air of winter.
“Geez, y/n, did you gain weight since I last saw you or what?” He playfully grunted out, before carefully righting your body back to standing straight. His hands going to your waist as he stepped down to get on the same level as you, and further ensured you could stand on your own before he ripped his hands away from your body as if they were on fire.
Hands now shoved into the pockets of his jacket so he wouldn’t be tempted to touch you again, even though he so badly wanted too, he went to open his mouth and break the tension with one of those cheesy one liners that never failed to make you smile. Until you, in your hazy state of mind, decided that it was you who was going to fill the silence.
“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?” You glared at him, hands coming to his chest to shove him rather harshly, but not strong enough to send him toppling to the ground, just enough for him once again to take his hands out of his pockets to raise them in his defense.
“You couldn’t even be a man and just tell me that you regretted that night at your studio, so instead you leave me that shitty ass note and just leave?” You seethed at him, and he swears, for a split moment, your eyes turned red. “It’s been eight fucking months, Jungkook. You had plenty of time to say something, and yet all the proof I get that you’re stupid ass is still even alive is this?!” You rip out the shiny envelope from your purse that had your name written out on it in elegant cursive, and dangled it in front of his face with a jeer.
His lips pursed, eyes full or remorse, as he stared a hole into the envelope. He wasn’t aware that Isla had sent out any wedding invitations, let alone that she ended up sending you one. Someone she’s secretly been jealous of since the beginning of their relationship, and never failed to air her grievances behind closed doors. It didn’t matter how much Jungkook tried to console and reassure her with false words that ‘you’re the only one for me’ and his favorite lie, ‘she’s just my best friend’, she still always had a jealous glare aimed at your back whenever you all three rarely hung out.
“You want to know what I did with that shitty note?” You questioned him with fake enthusiasm. If it wasn’t for the low lighting, you would’ve seen the way his eyes subtly started to water at the creases. Yet, he stayed silent and let you lash out at him, cause he deserved it.
“This.”
Your hands grabbed the envelope in the middle, and with all your might and a satisfying tearing sound, you tore through it until you held one side of the envelope in each hand. Then you repeated the action until, just like his note, it was nothing but confetti on the ground beneath your feet.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he tried to maintain his composure. He wasn’t upset about you tearing up the envelope, in fact, he loved seeing the thing torn to shreds. He wasn’t even upset about you shredding his, albeit in poor taste, he’ll admit, note that he left you. No, what had him close to shedding tears, was the amount of hurt he inflicted on you, his best friend, that he could clearly see through your actions, expressions, and words. It made him sick to his stomach, and his hands shake. He now regretted getting that iced americano, all it did was amplify his nerves.
“If you could let me explain, y/n–,” Your voice cut his off, along with a humorless laugh.
“Like I said, Jeon, you had eight months to explain yourself. You lost your chance. You lost me. Consider this my way of telling you that I won’t be making it to your wedding. Have a nice life, and give Isla my best, will you?”
He didn’t miss the way you called him by his last name, a name you only ever used when you were fed up with him, like you are now. And you wanted him to know it. With each step you took away from him, he felt like he was taking more back. He plopped rather ungracefully onto the step behind him, arms dangling off his bent knees, as tears freely streaked down his face. Something you would’ve witnessed, had you turned back around to look at him.
But you didn’t. You never looked back.
*******
“We really need to stop meeting like this, y/n.”
You let out a light, watery, laugh. The small smile on your face melting away as soon as you saw the soft, empathetic look the male in front of you gave you. It wasn’t one of judgement, wasn’t one of ‘I told you so’, it was just one of understanding.
“Come inside, baby girl. It’s cold.” He stepped out in just a long t-shirt and pajama pants, to wrap a thick blanket around your shoulders and lead you through the threshold back inside his house. Closing the door behind him, he further led you down the hall and into his bedroom. He didn’t stop guiding your body until you were both standing in front of his large, could easily fit two, stand alone tub.
You looked around you in awe.
The lights were off, candles lined the outside of the tub in a flickering dance. Reaching a hand inside the already drawn bath, it was perfect temperature for you. A hefty amount of bubbles laid on top of the water, but not too much, just right. You could smell the hint of lavender in the air, and as you got a closer look, you realized there was actual lavender floating in the tub, along with other various fragrant petals. Closing your eyes, you inhaled the scent as it instantly calmed you.
Yoongi would be lying if he said that this wasn’t actually meant for him, but you seemed like you needed it more than he did. Plus, it made you happy and gave him brownie points. It was a win-win in his book.
“There’s a robe that’s folded on the little side table next to the tub, feel free to utilize it if you’d like.” He waved a lazy hand towards the furniture in question, the other stuffed into his pajama pants. “I’ll set aside a set of clothes in the guest room for you. If there’s anything else you need, just holler for me, okay?” He gave you a gummy smile and backed up out of the room, closing the double doors that separated the master bathroom from the bedroom behind him.
Your eyes conveyed all the thanks he needed to see as his gaze was cut off by the now closed doors. You immediately stripped your clothes off and settled yourself inside the tub, your hair hanging off the edge in waves. Sinking yourself lower until your nose was under the water, bubbles blowing to the surface from the air you blew out of your nose, your body relaxed from the warmth and scent within the water. Ears muffled from the water, you don’t hear the buzz that was coming from your phone, a certain someone attempting to contact you.
Jeon Jungkook calling…..
Until it stopped, another buzz following shortly after. The sign of a voicemail being left.
One New Voicemail
The light faded from the notification, once again turning the screen black. Pushing your body back up, you let out a gasp of air and sighed in content, leaning yourself back against the tub again, eyes still closed.
One thought kept replaying in your head over and over, Yoongi’s words sounding like an overplayed song the more you thought of it.
He was right. The devil was once an angel. There was only one problem.
Cause if Jungkook is a demon disguised as an angel, then what does that make you?
You may be on the side of angels, but don’t think for one second that you’re one of them.
*******
He chucked his phone behind him on the hotel bed he was sitting on when you didn’t answer his phone call. Throwing himself back on the bed, he covered his eyes with an arm and wondered how things went so wrong.
One minute, he’s enjoying your company like he always does, joking and playing around with you. The painting session might’ve been the start to the downfall, but not entirely. It started out innocent enough, until it got deep, and you confessed your hidden love for him. But whose to say that you meant you were still in love with him? You could’ve meant it as past tense for all he knew, which is a reason why he didn’t want to interrogate you further on that topic. That, and, he was in a serious relationship, it would just feel wrong to him to self indulge in the possible ‘what if’s’ of you and him, when he was engaged to someone else. Someone he thought he was in love with, and thought was the one.
It wasn’t until the kiss, did things entirely take a turn for the worse, or better. He himself didn’t quite know yet. Not then, and not right now. The only thing he knew at the time was how fucking good it felt, whether it was accidental or intentional he honestly didn’t care. That night, a fire in him was ignited. One he only ever feels after brushing the last stroke of paint on a finished work of art, or getting the perfect angle in a photograph that he’s been working on for hours.
That night, to him, you were his muse. His inspiration, in physical form, and his reason for being. Or, so he thought. Seeing the way your eyes held a deep sense of longing, of lust, of love, for him? He lost it. He lost control. He stopped fighting his inner urges he always got when around you, and threw all caution into the wind.
That night, you were his. Just his. Not the world’s, and definitely not Yoongi’s.
When he woke up that morning, the guilt was too much to bare. What if you felt the same, being in a relationship of your own? He felt sick to his stomach that he allowed himself to let go at the absolute worst time. It’s not that he didn’t love you back, or enjoy your night of passionate love making, cause he did. A little too much. So much so, it had him questioning exactly how in love with his supposed fiancé he really was. Which is why he left, and cancelled his previous meeting with the models to fly out to her and see for himself if the flame between them still existed, or if it was secretly burning out.
Surprisingly, or not surprisingly, he only felt a flicker of a spark when he kissed her, where it used to be fireworks. When they went to bed that night, and she wanted to make love to him, he humored her. But to him, it was just sex. Nothing more, nothing less. And when Isla was blissed out underneath him, he envisioned you, which is what ultimately brought him to his own release. The strength of it was euphoric, and it was Isla who felt pride that night, thinking she was the cause behind it. He knows she would be devastated if she knew the truth.
Believe it or not, Jungkook once prided himself in being loyal. Loyal to his fans, to his art, to his family, to his fiancé, to you. That’s why even though he finally figured out his own truth, and came to the epiphany that he was in love with you, he still didn’t act on it. It wasn’t fair to Isla, it wasn’t fair to her family, or his for that matter. Especially not with the insane amount of hours and money it took to put this whole wedding together.
So, he sucked it up. He continued his usual routine with Isla, and attempted to help with wedding planning, hoping it would appease her, her family, his family. It did. They loved seeing how attentive he was being, how involved he was. Surely, he really did love Isla to be doing so much.
Not even close.
But if the wedding came and went then he would have no choice but to just endure Isla for the rest of their lives. They’d probably have a big mansion, cause it’s what she wanted. They would have multiple sports cars, cause it’s what she wanted. They would have a big family as soon as possible, cause it’s what she wanted.
Cause it’s what she wanted. Not him.
He wanted to get married to love of his life. He wanted to travel the world with his wife for a few years before trying for any babies. He wanted probably one sports car, and a family car that would fit the kids. He wanted to live in a secluded, average sized house. One where his kids would be able to grow up and live in. Not a big mansion where it would take 10 minutes just to get to his own room, or his kids, for that matter. Or where they would constantly be berated for just being kids and getting the house dirty or breaking a few things. He could already imagine the wrath Isla would drown them all in, and he felt sick to his stomach for a whole new reason.
It was then that he got a reality check.
He didn’t want to marry Isla anymore.
And since his initial plan of distancing himself from her wasn’t working, he would have to take matters into his own hands. And he was dreading it. But it needed to be done.
Especially if it meant he could finally be with you, if you still wanted him, that is. After your conversation tonight, or more so one sided conversation, he’s starting to believe he might be too late on that front. You forgot one thing though. You may be stubborn, but so could he.
And damn it all, if he didn’t at least try.
He was going to need help though, and he knew just the person.
Patting around the bed for his phone, he took his arm off his eyes once finding it, and he immediately hit the name that was on speed dial besides yours.
It rang twice before they answered in a loud, jovial, voice. One that had Jungkook both wincing from the sudden ear piercing greeting, and smiling for the first time in he doesn’t know how long.
“Jimin! Hey. I need your help.”
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a/n; SURPRISE! looks like there’s going to be a third and final part to this series. did you expect it? are you excited? are you upset? let me know your thoughts on everything so far, and what you’re hoping will happen. do you think they’ll get a happy ending? or are they destined to just be friends and nothing more?
yoongi and jimin are showing up in the next part to shake things up, you won’t want to miss it!
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ask-serendipity-sky · 5 months
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Even they are kinda chill with vmin. The only pair they have hate for is Jkk... then maybe yoonmin because of Yoongi's bullying tendency.
As they don't care for ships at all.. they doesn't really have a problem with tae nor vmin unless Tae stans drag Jimin, which again applies for every member and their ships. Personally I'm living like that lol. I'm a jkkr and if jkk moments happens I'll be happy and enjoying it, with other jm ships too.. otherwise I just concentrate on Jimin. If Jimin have moments with other members I'll be enjoying that. After Vmin talked out their issues.. I absolutely don't have any problem with tae. I'm here for Jimin and Jimin only.. so if he's very chill with a member then why tf should I hate him for other things he does ? He can do whatever he needs and Idc.. as long as Jimin doesn't too.
Idc for other's solo contents nor their ships or how one ship affects another lol. Majority of it are shipper theories, one shipper projecting their feeling to one member/ a ship. And idc for the conspiracy theories of solos too. If I see a real issue I'll talk about it, otherwise nope. I don't have intrest in speaking about same thing over and over again either. JK getting push is his thing, when it happened affecting LC ofcourse I was angry but now that LC's tracking is over no matter what push happens its not affecting Jimin nor his fans.. so why should we even be bothered about it ? Damage is done months ago, no use about beating the same dead horse a million times. So I developed a thick skin towards JK's push too. Regarding ot7s too.. they treat Jimin like an outside.. it's like asking to support Jimin to blackpink Fandom lol. So I decided to only mingle with people who genuinely care about him and work together with them. A so called ot7 doesnt want to post about him? Fine.. you do you, Jimin has his own fbs to update about things. I won't get upset seeing a blink dragging Jimin.. just like that I started treating otee7s hater Fandom too. So I stopped getting upset when they does wierd stuffs regarding him, they are haters so there's no need to expect anything from them.
I've a JM concentrated yt channel with almost 12k subs, it's 90% Jimin, 8% Jkk and 2% bts posts. As I'm applying same policies there too I really don't have much negativity in comments. It's so easy to manage a channel, which has 1m+ videos, myself than getting into shitty circles with shippers and toxic solos. It's so peaceful while updating on my channel with everything related to JM than to read posts/ comments on diff platforms. I'm here for only Jimin and entertainment so why tf I should ruin that experience lol
As long as im getting my Jimin contents and he's able to release stuffs peacefully nothing matters to me. Being invested in other things, is only making things so complicated as if it's not already.
Tbh the best thing I did 🙂
Anon,
You have a perfect kpop life! I wish I had your chill, for reals. But for that I would need to be reborn into a new person lol
I'm glad you've found something that works for you. It sounds like a perfect approach to Jimin and the things that surround him.
You should share your YouTube channel if you are down!
Thanks for sharing
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Sloth - It's weird to put Yoongi here, because as much as he likes lazing about, he is actually one of the most active members? He's always working out, always producing, and practicing. I feel like for him, its more that he values laziness as opposed to what he actually does. I have a friend a lot like him, and its an odd juxtaposition. To call someone so motivated and hard working lazy just feels off at first, but I'm thinking of what they value or struggle with so much that it becomes a problem. Not necessarily which they portray as a personality trait.
Wrath - Hoseok. He isn't #1 most scary in bts (thats Jimin apparently lol) but the members have made it clear that he struggles to control himself when he's the lead. He has always had a dark side (I remember first impressions the boys said he was serious and kinda scary lol). He is easy going in general. But when it comes to his expectations (dance, and cleanliness standards) the things he actually values. He seems a lot more tense and abrasive. That's not to say he has anger problems either. I was going to put him as greed at first, but even in his greed it seems to just feed into his anger. Even in more, that thirst is described as something that consumes him to a point that he's agitated and wrathful.
Envy - Jimin. He's always craving attention. He loves seeing his members succeed, but it's not hard to tell that he wants more. More talent like theirs, more attention (from them cause he's a clingy baby). His insecurities are things his songs (and himself) are open about. It upsets me because he is actually so talented fjfkkf. So proud of him for releasing his album (well, soon but still). He doesn't need to be envious he's perfect the way he is 😭😭😭 this envy has really affected him negatively in the past. His weight is a clear sign of his struggle too. Body image really is something he gets upset with which also makes me sad. I miss his muscles and poofy cheekssss.
Lust - Namjoon LMAOOOO. The whole rapline has been open about their sexuality, and Joonie outside of those, has also made it obvious how riled he gets. The ideas of these is more than just what they show or portay, but what they struggle with, right? He's made it obvious in his songwriting that he has struggled a lot with this as well. War of Horomone being a clear indicator in his youth. I wouldn't put him here just for being the most sexy, or sensual (though he is).
Gluttony - Seokjin! A lot of people put him here because of his love of food, but I think it's more than just that. He's in general insatiable. When he has something he loves he wants to induldge in it. Gaming, cuddles, food, affection, sleep. He likes what he likes and goes for it to a point that it's very noticable. A lot of the members game, but it's pointed put a lot that he tends to hermit for it as well. Which, fair enough, I do too lol.
Pride - Jungkook. I think his competitiveness goes a few extra steps tbh. I always see people put Namjoon as pride, which I get, but I think it's telling how much more Jungkook reacts to losing. Even the idea of letting people down (which he struggles with) is a clear sign of his pride. If he disappoints someone, it's like he might lose value in their eyes. Mmm trying to say it's not just his pride he struggles with, but people's pride OF him as well as his pride for others. Even when he's on his hiatus, he's still trying to do right by people and make them proud. He's honestly such a soft baby fjfkkf but I definitely think he struggles with it. He gets upset when other's don't value his members as well. On talk shows when a member gets written off he gets upset fast because he's proud of them and thinks they deserve to be valued the way he values them. Which they do oml, they're all precious.
Greed - Taehyungggg. When he has something, he never wants to let it go. Including a members attention loool. I used to struggle with differentiating between gluttony and greed. I see this as Taehyung being fairly content with what he has, but he struggles with letting go and sharing. When he has something he values, he covets it and protects it. But at the same time he can seem very illusive, so people don't always see it. I think it's because he isn't greedy about the things most other people are. When he does share, it's with his precious people as well. I almost view him as a dragon that doesn't mind sharing with his members, because they're part of his hoard itself lmao. He isn't losing anything that way cause they're part of it 🤧
I looooove this!!! Such thought!
I also would want to give Jimin envy but I also considered Namjoon because of the way he's talked about being envious of other music artists and never wanting to start painting so that his appreciation of art isn't tainted by that same envy.
I really like these choices! Thank you!!!
Match BTS members to the seven deadly sins
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freemindedspirit · 2 years
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Min Yoongi Past Life
This is solely based on intuition and clairs, no cards were used.Feel free to ask any questions you have.Entertainment purposes only.
As soon as I tapped in, I heard loud music and saw Yoongi riding a horse, we seemed to be in Antic Rome.I strongly got the feeling that Yoongi was a respected commander in the empire’s army, which seemed strange because that is quite far from what I’d expect from his essence 🤔I immediately heard “unexpected war hero”.I’m getting the feeling he was adopted by a Senator or someone close to the Emperor, and was taught Roman politics and the art of war and philosophy from a young age.However, due to his reputation as this person’s son, he was threatened and was given no choice but to go to war.He came back successful, but simply by a stroke of luck he’d say but the other army generals and commanders disagreed.I think he saw a younger soldier die to protect him, and was feeling very guilty about it.This young soldier didn’t come from Rome but another province, and I see him kneeling in front of a leader, so I think he went apologizing to the province leader for the death of the young boy (his words not mine), against the general public opinion who would have thought his death would have been meaningless.I think this kind of behavior enraged him so bad he did everything he could to become a politician and twist the society of his time into what he wanted it to be, a more fair and just society. I think he might have done some illegal things to insure the progress of society ?Not necessarily very bad things but corruption, threats against power hungry advisors, sponsoring philosophers or savants illegally…Tbh I don’t remember much from my Latin classes, but from memory society at the time was less heteronormative but a bit more structured socially, for example it wasn’t exceptional for an emperor to have a wife and a male lover publicly on the side (well I mean it’s the emperor who’s gonna stop him), but I think Yoongi fell in love in a way that was taboo in his time.I think it happened long after his military exploit and his work in politics.He might actually have been married at the time, but with no kids.I think things started to get messy, which would have put his lover in danger, so he ran away with them one night while leaving his wife behind, but not without making sure she wouldnt be shamed or left without means.However, I don’t think he lived many years after running away with them.
I think this life was really meant to make him understand lessons around the idea of authority and it’s impact on community, like an Aquarian /Capricornian awakening of some sort 🤔
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hollyhomburg · 2 years
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Hi. I was just thinking that if Moonbyul wants, she can just leave Yoongi and mc alone. They have nothing to give her that she doesn't have or can't get from anyone else. But she will still harm them or at least attempt to. God, she is a meanie. Really big meanie.
she could if she wanted to, but the greed of alphas is a thing not easily tamed, and neither is the greed of omegas- ie hyejin. if she and Yoongi hadn't been mated, i don't think that they would have let him take her tbh.
i think that because of the way that moonbyuls pack works- where their two other omegas have little to no interaction with anyone in the mafia, they where likely like "okay, as long as he gets her away from all of this shit going down, we can get her later when everything's calmed down and we have control over the family."
...i just don't think they expected her to fall in love with them in the meantime...
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borathae · 10 months
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okay, the new anon here!! im actually @anjokoo but im sending anons bc i don't wanna expose my main too much (i have irl that follow me on it so sjshjshsj) i have more theories!!! okay so i know in the beginning the narration was a little confusing because of all the compulsion from the vampires scrambling her mind, but i can't stop thinking about how little details we have of her past. like, even herself seems confused about how she's in that town, in that uni, without knowing no one, without friends from the past... and this is before the fisrt time one of them actually compels her (that we know of)... and then the first person she meets is fucking namjoon??????? she got a mysterious scholarship and just dropped everything and went there and i can't help but think that namjoon was already pulling some strings. i think this would also make a lot of sense if her grandma was really a witch because it could mean that her family already has a connection with the supernatural... i don't know where i'm trying to get tbh, all i know is that everything with namjoon is really weird... i think he has a plan for her and used taehyung to do his dirty work, and he didn't expect him to actually like her but it happened, and maybe this only added to his games. also, how tf did he not notice that she wasn't dead when yoongi saved her??? he's a mf creator!!!! all of that makes me think he really had a plan for her since the beginning and that it has to do with her past and her family, this is why he let her live
anyway ending this before it gets too long again lmaoooo maybe i'll come back next with some theories about tae 🫣
yes yes theories keep them coming I am eating them up like a gourmet meal 💜💜
but i can't stop thinking about how little details we have of her past. like, even herself seems confused about how she's in that town, in that uni, without knowing no one, without friends from the past... and this is before the fisrt time one of them actually compels her (that we know of)... and then the first person she meets is fucking namjoon??????? she got a mysterious scholarship and just dropped everything and went there and i can't help but think that namjoon was already pulling some strings.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH OMFMG THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE DOESN'T IT??? HOLY FUCK OMGMGM I AM SHAKING IN MY BOOTS FANSDNF especially omfg her meeting Namjoon first fukckck like he was already tailing her to make sure he is the first she'll meet and then 2seok running up to them kinda interrupted his plans 👀
i think this would also make a lot of sense if her grandma was really a witch because it could mean that her family already has a connection with the supernatural... i don't know where i'm trying to get tbh, all i know is that everything with namjoon is really weird
LIKE her grandma has a past with Namjoon and he either wants revenge for what she did to him or he wants to repeat all the fucked up shit he and her grandma did. You know a situation of "your family already helped me once, you are going to help me too" or a situation of "your grandmother messed with the wrong person, she may not be here to take her punishment but I will still hurt her by hurting you" afmadmfm
how tf did he not notice that she wasn't dead when yoongi saved her??? he's a mf creator!!!! all of that makes me think he really had a plan for her since the beginning and that it has to do with her past and her family, this is why he let her live
MFAMDSFMADM YOU ARE MAKING SO MUCH SENSE HELP FAMDSFMA I'm over here getting excited over your theories omfdmgm
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whatifyoulivelikethat · 11 months
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a v long anon rant about a certain kind of betrayal that on one hand might seem silly but wiyllt understands, it is Min Yoongi and you all know how I feel about that guy
I am going to rant a little okay.
(narrator: it did not turn out to be a little but that is okay XD)
So for the first time in my life I felt extremely disappointed and hurt. And I am not sure how to go about this feeling. It took a huge toll on my mental health recently and tbh I am over feeling like shit over this.
This all started like 2 months ago? I found out that my relatives got tickets to see Yoongi. Initially I was so happy for them but then I felt really shitty about it.
A little backstory, a couple years ago I showed them some videos of BTS and they became fans. Then we promised that we would all go to the next bts concert together. Now I don't mind that they got tickets to see yoongi. I love that for them but its the way in which they acted.
So when I found out, they weren't the ones to tell me. You would think that they were so excited about it that they would message me about it. And i felt so shitty that I had to find out from other people that they were going. Like aren't we close enough for you to tell me?
(uh oh)
And secondly, they knew very well that they were going to purchase the tickets and they never asked me if I would like to go as well. I didn't have any initial plans to go due to my finals being around the same time as the shows but they did not know that. I felt really disappointed about this because we all planned to go together and stuff.
This was their first bts concert and I am not sure if they were trying to gatekeep their experience or something like that and they wanted to go alone but it honestly made me feel really sad and just disappointed in our relationship. They posted a lot on instagram when they attended the concert and it made me feel even shittier. And they captioned some of their posts and I felt as if they were writing those captions to spite me. Oh and they didn't go alone. They went with their friends as well. So they had time to ask their friends to go and they did not even ask me or tell me that they were going.
I am not trying to take credit but if it was not for me they would not have been fans in the first place. And they know very well that Yoongi has an extremely special place in my heart and I would have loved to see him live. As you may know wiyllt, his lyrics and everything is truly unmatchable.
And to make things even shittier, I had an exam scheduled for the same day as the concert so I kept telling myself that it happened for a reason bcz if I had bought the ticket then I wouldn't have been able to go. But you know what happened? Somehow my final got postponed! Yes, fucking postponed to 2 weeks later! So it would've worked out for me to go. Its like the universe was rubbing it in my face you know. Like fuck you, you're not seeing Yoongi. And the thing is, this is fucking Agust D. When will there ever be another opportunity to see Agust D? (He performed "burn it" and I got so sad that I wouldn't be seeing that live)
I honestly did not expect my relatives to be this way. I don't think I am overreacting at all. I am extremely disappointed and angry and sad and just overall unhappy about this entire thing. It took a huge toll on my mental health. It honestly isn't about the fact that I couldn't go. There are a bunch of concerts that I couldn't attend and i am okay with it. Its just how they treated me in the process. Its so sad that now I don't even want to speak to them anymore because I am so hurt by what they did. And even after posting all their stuff, they never messaged me or called me to tell me about it. I truly don't understand why they did what they did.
I am only ranting because this has been affecting me since I found out that they were going (about 3 months?) and its been like a week or 2 since they attended the show. (They went to the first 2 shows in New York) And I am still feeling really hurt and disappointed and tbh I am over it but I can't seem to stop feeling this way. I feel like this is the first time that someone truly hurt my feelings and I honestly didn't think it would be them. I cried way too much about this and I have fucking finals to write and I am truly so demotivated because I feel like shit. Also I am a very happy person and so all this emotions that I have been feeling lately is quite new to me and I don't know how to deal with it. Most days I am fine but then I find myself feeling hurt and I cry a lot which is so unlike me.
[this is a long ass rant sorry!]
I was thinking of going to Korea for the show but I will have to go alone and I am not about to fly to the other side of the world on my own. I am fluent in the language but it is still scary to travel alone.
Damn.
What the
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(please don't kill me, the impulse was too strong lmao)
Man. I usually take the objective standpoint (I don't want to take sides, although I can't say I always succeed), but this is Yoongi and I am CLEARLY BIASED. What the fuck is this passive-aggressive bullshit? Maybe I shouldn't say that. Whether or not it was a "mistake" or "trying to spare you the pain" (quotes for the thick sarcastic tone I'm using rn), that's some shit. I can see why you would feel hurt, even if it wasn't done with malicious intent.
If all this was meant to hurt you, fuck them.
(not actually... you know what I mean!)
It's totally up to you if you want to bring up your grievances with them or not. It'll be a painful conversation. I don't even know if it will bring you closure at this time. Maybe later. I can also see valid reasons to let it go. It's not worth it to hold onto this stuff, ya know? They aren't worth your energy. You've now seen the type of person they are. I think it's understandable if, moving forward, you are kind but also not too close, especially if you were going to be treated like that. At least for now.
Yeah, maybe your relatives don't owe you anything. Yeah, maybe other people reading all this think it doesn't mean much. Yeah, yeah, but I also know how important music is to life, and if you really connect with music, enough to bring others into the excitement to share it with you... sure, maybe in the flurry of buying tickets, they didn't ask you to come. I think you would understand if it was monetary - if they said something after buying them. As you say, timing matters.
I hope putting words to your feelings has made you feel better about it. Sometimes you just need to say you're angry / sad to validate your feelings. I don't want you to stay this way forever though. There will be other chances. Other times meant to be. The best is yet to come, remember? Someday, maybe you can tell your relatives that you felt very upset during this time because you wanted to share that experience with them and you felt left out. Even if you did have that exam, at least someone thinking of you would be nice. At least.
I'm sorry it took me a long time to say something. Actually, idk if you even wanted a response lol. A final note though - I do most everything alone, especially anything related to BTS. I believe you can fly across the world. If you can get tickets to the Korea concert, do it. Life is short. It's still fun, and you can always tell me (and the rest of the blog) after! I've even been thinking that I should visit Korea, but the Korean words I know are only "hello" and "fuck" so, honestly, you got a leg up on me LMAO
Life will always be scary. Still, every time you go to a BTS concert, you're not alone. You can always count on ARMY, esp K-ARMY.
low-key hoping you'll do the crazy thing but also I'm crazy so don't listen to me
Plan something fun to look forward to. With friends, other family, or yourself. Finals are almost over. You should reward yourself with something fun and future plans will help shake off this feeling. :)
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OMG BPP! I just heard (and counted) that there are 13 'set me free's when the song concludes!! I'm,,, what?! I mean, it must not be a coincidence, right? I'm so delulu right now, can't think straight. Oh,,,, Jimin,,,,,,,😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 P.S. Thanks for sharing your reaction with us. It's always a delight to hear your thoughts (and know that someone is definitely freaking out with me, barely alive)
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From magnum ice cream to universal music Brazil... everyone be tweeting about his solo.
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Ask 3: I think the dichotomy between the autotune and his regular voice and the "fuck all your opps" being in quotes (its one of the two lines quoted in the lyrics) is meant to convey Jimin having a conversation with himself that's how I understood it and tbh that's highkey the only way to interpret it in a way that makes sense cus we not bout to switch up the meaning of an actual word just cus the internet people don't understand something
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Hi Anon(s),
Anon in ask 2, when I copy-pasted your ask the link pasted like that, I'm not sure if that works but I've linked it here too.
I went to count the "set me free" myself (because I usually check for myself whatever y'all tell me here) and by golly, you're right. There are nine 'set me free's in the chorus, four in the outro, and 13 in the final chorus + outro.
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Hate to be the party-pooper here, but I feel it's coincidence Anon. Then again, Jimin is the same person who sings "All this is not coincidence." So who knows?
Anon in ask 3, thanks for sending in your thoughts too. I agree with you and have said more or less the same thing in previous posts. Frankly I think it's obvious how autotune is used as a narrative device and stylistic choice in the song. The only people missing it are those with an interest in 'missing' it. Or people who cannot tolerate autotune in any way, shape, or form. Sucks for them though because Jimin just dropped the song of the year.
Take breaks, stay moisturized and hydrated, treat yourself to something sweet, and stream Set Me Free Pt 2.
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Aside, I feel the need to say this: I'm getting that rush again. That orgasmic, euphoric high when the tannies drop music designed to be perfectly wired to my wavelength. In terms of solo work, D2, JITB, Indigo, and On The Street all stimulated that rush in my head. I expected that from the rapline but to be honest, while I've liked a lot of Jimin's material (Black Swan, Dis-ease, Friends, Promise, Vibe, and you won't find a stronger defender of Christmas Love than my sobok sobok-loving ass), I've not experienced that rush with his music and I didn't expect to feel that rush with his material.
The minute I heard the autotune in Jimin's voice at the start of the song though, how it was used, the fact that right from the jump they make it impossible to miss or ignore, it's like something in my brain shifted. Jimin has blown out every doubt I ever had about him. He's exactly what I suspected is.
A freak.
And I feel a bit ashamed I had dimmer expectations to begin with. Don't get me wrong, I expected Jimin to bring the roof down and dominate, but I expected him to do that differently. Instead, Jimin has not just brought the roof down, he's obliterated the very ground the house was built on. He has quite literally ended k-pop in 2023. It is ended. We're all existing in the post-mortem universe of k-pop. Our dates now read B.J. and A.J. - Before Jimin and After Jimin. He has served all there is to serve by any man, woman, creature to ever exist in k-pop.
But thing is, I feel this way about Hobi most recently with his Vlive & OTS, Joon most recently in his El Pais interview & ig pics, and Yoongi most recently three minutes ago when my friend sent me this picture:
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So I've been reflecting on BTS, on the fact that it is BTS who is at the very top of this unforgiving and cruel system, a status paid for by their blood, sweat, and tears, and that to have gotten to the top all seven of them were forged through fire in the process. It's comical when people comment about how BTS lacks in this or that area, because most times, it's simply not true. All seven members are extremely remarkable people. To be in a group like BTS requires nothing less. Jimin could only shine in a group like BTS, where there are members with similar intensity but distinct and dissimilar colours. And their solo projects fully highlight the value and magic they each bring to BTS.
It hit me today that I might not survive Jungkook's solo debut.
That's what I'm really saying here.
Taehyung too is going to do something very interesting, after all he is a BTS member, so I'm expecting him to shock and awe. But today I realized that Jungkook could also debut this year, and I really had to sit down and think about if I could handle it. We know Joon and Hobi are back in the studio so we might get even more music before they enlist. And then there's Yoongi's tour right after Jimin's promotions, and what if they tour together...
Just... there's so much going on. And I'm loving it.
Chapter 2 is incredible!
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heybaetae · 1 year
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What do you think jimin's album will be like? And what's something (concept, type of music, mv) you wish for his solo era?
i have no clue what to expect from that boy! he’s the one i’m the most 👀 about in terms of what kind of sound(s) he’ll explore on his album. i just find him the least predictable for some reason. i felt that way with indigo too. i had no idea what namjoon would make and was so pleasantly surprised by it. with yoongi, tae, and jk, i feel like i can guess which directions they’ll go in and have a certain expectation of how their solo albums might sound, but with jimin i get the impression he’s been pushing the envelope and really going out of his way to experiment with new things for his. so i’m really looking forward to it, probably more than any member tbh. all the studio photos he’s been sharing the last few months have amped up the anticipation, he’s clearly been working very hard on it! and with excellent producers and writers!!! i believe he even has a choir on one of his upcoming songs and that reaaaally has my attention. no matter what he has in store, I CANNOT WAIT TO FIND OUT. concept-wise, i remember him hinting at showing off a more ~sensual~ and explicit element in his future work, so i would not be surprised by some very sexy vibes at all. he’s good at showing off that side of himself and it would obviously be exciting to see him be even more comfortable and free to express that more than he has in the past. anyway, i’m ready for anything, but also not even remotely ready at all. 🥵
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bang-tan-bitches · 2 years
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I swear I can't stop reading your Yoongi one-shot "Exitus Acta Probat". I read it twice a day to say.
I don't know if you have already answered these questions so if you have already done you can ignore the post 😭
When Yoongi brings y/n in the car everything seems perfect and in line, but everything changes when Jungkook reveals that Yoongi has been obsessed with her for months. Was this a failure on Jk's part or was it part of Yoongi's plan? He had made up his mind from the start to pretend that the boss was Namjoon and why lie about that too? Besides Yoongi, are the other members obsessed or just amused by y/n's situation?
Sorry for these questions and that I fell in love with your works and I'm curious 💗❤
Hi nonnie,
First of all, thank you so much for reading and supporting our work. It's very much appreciated.
Okay so EAP took me forever to write (but tbh most of our work does) and like most of our work, the characters start one way and take a life of their own.
A lot of the what ifs, i like to leave up to the reader. For the whole car scene with Jungkook, it could be played either way. Maybe it was a mistake on Jungkook’s part, I mean would he really be willing to get hit in the face with a gun??? He is the youngest. Maybe he didn't mean to scare Y/N. Maybe it was an honest mistake. However... It could have all been planned. Let Y/N see how crazy Yoongi is now, let her realize he is completely obsessed with her so the stuff he does later seems almost expected (y/n's favorite perfumes/ flowers/ shampoo, her clothing size, the gifts, etc) and less scary/off-putting. He wants her to acclimate to her situation quickly like ripping off a bandaid. You can decide which version you prefer.
As for your other question, I love me some OT7 and I cannot help it almost always slipping into my work. So yes, I like to think they're all obsessed/ in love with her but Yoongi claimed her first. I'm sure all the hints I dropped were not subtle(Jimin clearly coming into her room at night, the pet names, the looks).
Thank you for reading! Thank you for your ask. Please take care and stay safe!
-B💜💜💜
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kithtaehyung · 2 years
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your writing is incredible as always, but i was not expecting that kind of pain. i know we’ve all been saying he’s got it bad, but DAMN. that poor guy. i just want to hug him and tell him it’ll all work out. :( he’s gonna break his own heart more than hers.
i’m so glad i know about the happy ending rule because i would be devastated after that. your writing always makes me feel all the emotions?? i love it. pls never stop.
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ball :(( i know no one was expecting that kind of pain. even me, tbh. when i was letting 3tan yoongi go and tell me things, it got so heavy that i did cry a few times. like we know him as this fantastic person. this wonderful human. but when we see how he sees himself.. fck. there's a massive difference between the two.
makes the conversation they had towards the end of dalo make a lot more sense. and it makes it hit a lot different.
ah, yes! to everyone that doesn't know this rule about this blog: i have a no sad endings policy! so we will be ok!
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