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Comes back on this app only to find a rude comment help😭

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omg babe how r u 🥺 i saw you on the dash and i immediately went “rose !! bby 🥺🥺🥺 !!!”

Jenn😭😭 omg I missed youu. I’ve been so confused lately fr T-T….. how have you been??

Nd college sucks 🤪😭

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My blog being mentioned by you?!🥹 fr made my dayyy<3

I need to follow some more blog so what are your favourite blogs here? I love your blog and I would like to find some that are similar to yours!!

overall, the blogs that i'm hopelessly in love with can be divided into two categories: blogs about literature/art and blogs about bts 🌼

art/literature

@fig, @blackberryjambaby, @feral-ballad, @dailykafka, @theoptia, @tamsoj , @nehmesis , @firstfullmoon , @bacchicmaiden , @aridante , @tristealven , @fairycosmos , @seizethehistory , @raspberrysgod , @vampirismes , @smalleared , @llovelymoonn , @jamfruits , @wildpetals , @liriostigre , @kikizoshi , @newvision , @soracities , @thewingedchild , @musestxt , @aenied , @princesskuragina , @lunamonchtuna , @yearningheart , @infingertipsinteeth

bts blogs (mainly writers) 💜

@amourtae, @onlyswan, @monvante, @borathae, @taegularities, @kth1 , @eoieopda , @aphrodijin , @nabiolive , @yoongiofmine , @btssmutgalore, @aguard1ente , @rosedtae , @kookiecrumb , @taetaespeaches , @sahmfanficbts , @mercurygguk , @jiminswn , @kithtaehyung , @parkdatjimin

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Omg what?!? THIS WAS SO DUCKING HOT!!! “You promise to be a good girl?” I DIED OMG THIS JUNGKOOK IS SO-

-> This is a bad idea. Jungkook is a bad guy. But just one time can't hurt anybody. Right?

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: pwp, enemies to lovers, roommate!au

Warnings: masterbation (f), Jungkook is a little shit, oc hates him but he's fuckin hot and she daydreams about him constantly, nudity, dirty talk, fingering in front of a mirror, lil overstimulation, creampie, marking/hickie, these two are thirsty as all hell

Wc: 1.6K

a/n: I wrote this drabble for a request that got deleted a while back, but here it is edited and revamped and ready to be released into the world.

"Fuck Jungkook, you fucking jerk!"

Images of his stupid, pretty face flash behind your eyes as your head falls against the shower wall. Hot water hits your skin, dripping down your body, the curves of your chest and waist, and trails off your wrist. Your fingers aren't very big or long -- not like his -- but you'll be damned before you verbally admit how desperate you are to have his fingers inside you.

It's shameful to fantasize about your worst enemy while pleasuring yourself in the shower. Maybe you're sick or maybe he's just that fucking hot. Either way, if anyone found out just how often you think about him in this way, your entire life would be over. No one does this, but the opportunity of Jungkook kneeling between your legs and responsibly sopping up the mess he's caused makes you shudder with anticipation.

Softly closing your eyes, you can picture how he might feel against you, where he might kiss, how he might touch you. Are you insane to want that? After everything he's done to you? Maybe. Probably. Fuck you don't know.

Spreading your fingers, you attempt to stretch your already sore cunt until you feel a sharp sting. Is he this big? Bigger? You place your thumb over your clit to numb the pain, sighing his name as you feel yourself nearing a beautiful high.

It's no use. You've never been able to cum on your own. Not once. It's painfully upsetting that the only person who could possibly make you cum is the only person you would drop dead before asking for help.

You've turned it into a little game though, for loss of a better alternative. Jungkook is so the type to edge you on, you just know it. He'd tease you relentlessly with his body just like he teases you with his words. And hell, you love that headcannon.

He'd be leaning over you, your body writhing with pleasure after hours and hours of being trapped beneath him, clenching around his massive cock as it pulses inside you. His teeth would be on your neck, biting like he's trying to eat you and leaving behind bruises that spell his name on your skin. With a cocky smirk and a snap of his hips, he'd always hit that perfect spot, always. Because he knows you, he knows your body, he knows what you like and how you like it. And after you've begged enough to please him, he might just give you what you want.

"...please," you beg absolutely no one in particular, "let me cum, damn it."

"You promise to be a good girl?"

Shit you can actually hear him now, his smooth voice like acid in your ears sending waves through your body as it mixes with the faint patter of the shower. Poisonous but you like it.

"Yes! I promise, I'll be a good girl for you, Jungkook, so let me, ahhh, let me cum all over your dick."

He hisses, "I don't know, this seems kinda fast. Don't you think we should at least go on a date or something first?"

Wait a second.

You pick up your head and widen your eyes to see him leaning against the foggy, full body mirror across from your shower with a ridiculously cocky tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

You're petrified. He straight up laughs.

"What are you doing here?!"

His expression falls. "I live here, remember? Or did your dumbass brain forget I pay half the rent."

You roll your eyes and cut the water, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around yourself. "Go away, Jungkook."

"But you were calling for me," he bites his lip, following you around the apartment as you collect clothes from the dyer and lotion from the closet.

"I wasn't calling for you."

"Then what were you doing?" he asks with a sly smile. "Sounded like begging to me. Sounded nice."

Your cheeks heat up, the painful throbbing between your legs hasn't stopped since you left the bathroom and this is not helping either. Stopping in front of your vanity, you attempt not to let your head explode.

"You were thinking about me in the shower."

"I was not."

"Liar."

He doesn't touch you but he does get as close as possible, leaning over your shoulder like a damn serial killer or something, hot breath fanning your ear and hands hovering over your towel, just waiting for you to give him the go to rip it off.

"I think about you too. At night, when I'm alone in my bed and I can't fall asleep. I think about you, what you sound like, what you taste like. Fuck I wanna know what you taste like so bad."

He's mere inches from touching your skin, arm coming around your frame to the front of your body, hovering just in front your legs, fingers lightly tracing the edge of your towel. You can feel your resolve breaking.

"I hate you," you sigh, closing your eyes to highten the feeling of his presence.

He chuckles, "The feeling is mutual. But does that mean we can't make each other feel good? You seemed awfully close in the shower, I'm sure it wouldn't take much. Let me help you." His lips ghost the shell of your ear and even though he still isn't directly touching you, your body feels sparks everywhere he hovers.

"Just one time?"

"Just one time," he promises.

"Just your fingers."

"Just my fingers."

His hand disappears inside your towel, soft digits poking at the crease between your clenched thighs until you separate them willingly. It only takes one touch and you gasp, every nerve ending in your body lighting up like fireworks. It's so much better than you even imagined, his middle finger sliding over your slit before flicking your clit with expertise, as if he's always known you. When he thrusts two fingers inside, you bend at the will of his touch, falling into his chest and reaching behind your head to hold onto him.

He doesn't mind. Dipping his lips into your neck, it's the perfect placement for you to grip his hair and pull each time the hilt of his palm rubs against your clit and his fingers thrust deep inside your soaking hole. He reaches deeper than you ever could, stretching you perfectly. Even though he promised just his fingers, you imagine this is how he would prep you to take his dick.

Oh, and he would have to prep you. You can tell that much just from the feel of him pressing into your ass. He's swollen inside his sweats, painful and obviously in need. But he doesn't grind, doesn't roll his hips. He just holds you flush against him, a solid support for your weakening knees that threaten to collapse beneath you. He stays focused on getting you off because you begged for his fingers so nicely. It's the least he should do for such a good girl.

Just like he said, it doesn't take much. Your pussy clenches around his fingers as your orgasm rips through your body, subtle waves pulsing from your stomach to the tips of your toes. You let out a strangled moan of his name, causing a wicked smile to grace his lips. His fingers fuck you through it all, coated in your juices and sliding over your clit easily until your trembling from overstimulation.

"Too much," you whimper, breathless when he continues to abuse your poor bundle of nerves.

"You couldn't cum, could you?"

"What?"

"In the shower. You touched yourself for so long but you couldn't do it on your own. I touched you for five minutes and you cream like that? You need me, admit it."

His words crush you but he's right. Even now, as he suddenly pulls his hand away, you can feel your walls still spasming in earnest begging for his fingers to return, or even better, for his cock to fill you up.

He watches you twist around to face him. Slowly, you look at him with deep eyes sinking into his gaze and a voiceless question on your lips.

"Say it," he commands. "Say you need me to make you cum."

It's pointless. You caved. He touched you. You let him. You liked it. But still. There's something in his eyes that has you pausing. A hunger. Restrains that aren't doing much as this point, they're bound to snap any second as he leans closer, eyes fanning over your face and bouncing between your lips and your nose.

Your towel drops to the ground. "I need you."

He scans your body up and down, swallowing hard when he see the absolute mess between your legs dripping down your thigh. He wants to touch you again, but stops.

"Just my fingers?"

He needs you to say it, give him permission to use more, do more. When his tongue pokes out and wets his lips, you get an idea of what he's thinking.

"No." You place his hands on your ass and urge him to give a tight squeeze. "Said you wanna know how I taste. Wanna know what your name sounds like when I'm filled with your cock, don't you?"

There's a physically obvious effect your words have on him. With his fingers digging into your ass and pulling you roughly against his body now, his dick straining against his sweats and poking between your thighs. He sighs, deep like gravel and then inhales a sharp hiss as his hips grind against you and his teeth nibble at the sensitive skin of your bottom lip.

"Just one time?"

"Just one time."

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hi lovey!!! hope all is well 💕

Hey kiri ^_^ thanks for checking in 🥹 yes everything’s well! Just college keeping me busy, I hope I’ll be more active 😔 anyways, how are you?

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Naurr kookie’s bday is coming and I dont have anything to post :((((( I really wanna write but I don’t have any time T-T

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I wanna go home.

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My roommate is army whaa

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Susan Sontag, from “The Dummy”, featured in I, Etcetera: Stories

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Omg 😳😳 I love the sexual tension btwn them and how it’s only going 📈📈 and jk’s character 😫😫 he just is so hot. I was just looking at this series, I wasn’t planning to read it (thank god I did cuz it’s really good 🥴) but I read ch 1 and bam there I was finishing dammed if we do, dead if we don’t. I’m hooked, eagerly waiting for more from this couple > < thank you for writing this!

Pi Gasu Series Collection

vampire!jungkook, donor!reader, explicit smut, angst, death, vampire au, fantasy au. 18+ content minors dni 🔞

Prologue

An introduction to Jungkook’s world

Divine Sinner

In which you encounter your first vampire, or five

Divine Sinner pt.2

Jungkook reconsiders your last conversation

Twin Roses Between Twin Thorns

You visit your family for the first time in a year

Memories That Last For Eternity

Jungkook needs you to donate, now

Damned If We Do, Dead If We Don’t

Donating blood for Jungkook is taking its toll on your body

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IM CRYING 🥺😭 (CR.)

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Finished reading It ends with us and omg. It was so well written aghh my heart’s filled with different types of emotions right now ~ ~

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These games are fun! Thanks for the tag chae bby @koostarcandy

Tagging: @kookiecrumb @jeonqkooks @rkivian @bebejungkook and anyone who wants to to this!!

tag game: you in three fonts (thanks for the tag @acaiasahi <3)

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tagging: @jojayke, @criceofpain, @poohbea

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Omgggg skkskskskwkwkskkske this was so hot 😳😳🥴😳 the dynamic btwn the three of them 🥵🥵 andddd I needy koo😩 he was so cute YET SO HOT 😫 thank you so much for writing this!

young blood

word count: 3k

pairings: vampy kook x vampy reader x vampy tae ft. taekook

summary: a very thirsty newborn begs for a feeding, you and Taehyung deliver accordingly.

warnings: omg this is about to be so much it's basically all smut with little to no plot so bare with me >.< TAEKOOK (if you aren’t into this simply look away, do not read this as they do get into it a bit with each other) adult content (obviously), swearing/harsh language, sexual content (needy jungkook, dom taehyung??, denied orgasms, feeding (blood involved), biting (fangs), breasts play, unprotected sex, hickeys, handjob, overstimulation, multiple creampies, cum eating) since this is a vampire ff there will be blood and it gets a bit messy but nothing too extreme.

a.n: well… this is probably not what anyone was expecting so im sorry?? but also you’re very welcome. but really is anyone shocked?? lol i was inspired by jungkook this morning (as you can see) and i just wrote all my frustrations into this so enjoy because this is the last time we will see these characters (they will be missed) maybe we’ll come back later, idk... i just couldn’t help myself. i’ll see you guys when i get re-inspired. thank you to the sweet friend who helped me with the title, i love you and this is for all of you. BYE <333

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“Jungkook you’re making a fucking mess.” The buttons from your dress fly in different directions of the room. Jungkook is in too deep. You see nothing else besides hunger in his darkened red eyes. You only now wonder how long he’s been starved and why he has been starved. His fangs sink into your neck frantically, wishing he could feel you even closer. His hands cup your breast caressing the tender flesh. He was doing much more than just feeding now. He wasn’t so slick. 

“Jungkook… n-not too much.” You whine, feeling dizzy from the loss of your own supply. “Y-you can't leave me starving baby.”

“Just look at the poor young thing, Y/N. Looks like he hasn't fed in years.” Taehyung licks his own lips. He remembers his first few feedings. The intensity of what it was like to be a newborn vampire. When he first was turned, he was always starving, even if he had just fed well. He remembers what it was like to taste you for the first time. He never tasted blood so sweet. He envied Jungkook almost. “How does she taste Jungkook? Tell me.” 

Jungkook’s fangs finally release your neck and his lips come off with a loud pop. All you see is red, his lips were stained and swollen from his feeding. The blood from his lips starts trickling down his chin. He was always such a messy feeder. “She’s fucking p-perfect.” Jungkook’s voice barely makes it out. He’s so weak, clearly he hadn’t fed enough. He was still begging for more. 

“Hear that baby? You’re fucking perfect.” Taehyung growls, clearly enjoying the show.

You smile still trying to stabilize yourself. Looking down, you notice immediately just how messy this all really became. Your blood had leaked down all the way down into your panties. Your breasts had been covered in your own blood, the blood already started drying. Jungkook can’t help but to devour you with his eyes, licking his lips while he waits for the next instruction. 

“You still hungry baby?” You ask. 

Jungkook audibly glups, desperately shaking his head ‘yes, yes, yes please more’. Of course he was still hungry, newborns rarely ever feel satisfied, you and Taehyung understood that all too well. “How about you try feeding in a different way? It always used to help me and Taehyung.” 

Jungkook’s eyes soften. “W-what do you mean by that?”

“She’s asking you to fuck her, Jungkook-ah.” Taehyung cuts in very firmly and Jungkook’s eyes darken even more. “Fuck her well Jungkook-ah, don’t disappoint Hyung.”

Jungkook looks at you as if he’s asking for permission to feed within pleasure which you immediately give him by nodding a simple ‘yes baby’. 

“Go ahead baby. Take what you need.” That was all Jungkook needed before he flung himself forward and latched around one of your breasts, licking at the dried blood from earlier and groaning at the still, very sweet taste. His other hand wraps around your other breast fondling your hardened nipple between his fingers. Before you knew his intention, he sank his teeth into your breast sucking in the flesh very tenderly but not enough to really feed. He just wanted more than a simple taste, he wanted more than what his tongue could give him. He sank his fangs without thinking. 

“F-fuckkk Jungkook.” Your voice comes out very pitchy and you realize just how badly you wanted this too. That’s when you feel Taehyung lay across from you and Jungkook. His pants looked tighter than usual, the space being occupied by his hardened member. His pretty hands came down to cuff himself while looking directly into your eyes then back down at Jungkook’s swollen lips that had moved attention to your other side, not leaving either breast unattended.

“Such a good boy Jungkook, such a good boy.” Your hand carefully caresses Jungkook’s long hair, moaning from all the pleasure you were being given, all of which you were greedily accepting. When Jungkook had finally had enough, his mouth came off your breast and started moving down your body, not wasting any time. His fingers started fumbling with your panties but that’s when Taehyung’s hand came to stop him which he immediately listened to. 

“No. Your mouth. Take them off with your mouth.” Taehyung orders, laying back down. This time he’s completely bare and stroking himself without any restriction, enjoying every minute of the show. His chest was slowly rising up and down, feeling quite dizzy himself. “Slowly.” 

Jungkook nods, coming down further, clenching the lace material within his teeth, careful when slowly prying them off you. Once your panties were off, you couldn’t help but to spread your legs, not only giving Jungkook a nice view but Taehyung as well. Taehyung’s eyes seemed to darken, understanding the action. 

“Isn’t she beautiful Jungkook-ah?” Taehyung says as he continues to stroke his painfully hard dick. 

All Jungkook could do is nod. 

“Get out of those clothes baby.” You whisper, looking up at Jungkook. “Or did you feed enough?”

Jungkook immediately shakes his head. “No, no, no. M-more please.” 

You and Taehyung smile, remembering what it was like to be in Jungkook’s position. 

Once Jungkook was out of his clothes after he nearly ripped them all off himself, he positioned himself right between your legs, his dick already hard and aching for more. 

“Go ahead baby, take what you need. Fuck me.” 

Jungkook doesn’t bother asking anymore questions, he is careful when delving his length into your leaking cunt feeling your walls squeeze around his member. 

“Oh my god.” You must have forgotten what it was like to feed a newborn through pleasure because Jungkook did not hold back once. The minute he positioned himself comfortably between your thighs, he started fucking into you desperately. He didn’t slow down. He was fucking you like he was going to lose you, drilling himself into the deepest part of your pussy. 

Taehyung’s hand tighten around his dick, pumping himself at the same speed Jungkook was fucking you. “Look at her face while you fuck her Jungkook-ah. Isn’t she so pretty?” 

Jungkook looks up, barely able to understand a thing going on. It was like he was in ecstasy. He was a second from collapsing, becoming insanely overheated, but the look on your face brought him back to life. Your mouth hung open struggling to get any word out only releasing whimpers while Jungkook continued to fuck himself into you. Your eyes had rolled back at one point feeling Jungkook deep inside your guts, you never wanted this feeling to end. 

“P-pretty. She’s s-so pretty.” Jungkook gasps, lifting one of your legs up to thrust his cock deeper into you. Taehyung was impressed to say the least, watching Jungkook pump every last bit of himself into you. So many newborns faint, completely overwhelmed with pleasure, but Jungkook was taking it all in. He was very strong. Taehyung only wondered how much more he could handle. Did he have a breaking point? Would he hate him if he tested that breaking point? 

You could feel your walls tighten around his cock, as he fucked into you faster. “Oh fuckkkk Jungkookkkk.”

Taehyung copied Jungkook’s movements and jerked himself off faster, wishing he could feel what it was like to be a newborn again. The fucking adrenaline, the needy lust for more, the painful thirst. He remembers that all. Jungkook must feel on top of the fucking moon right now.

“I-I’m going to come.” Jungkook stammers, feeling him lose himself in the pleasure. That’s when Taehyung stops his movements for the second time. 

“No. Not yet.” 

Jungkook stops but he doesn’t look happy. “P-please.” He begs, looking back between both of you.

You feel bad for Jungkook. You know exactly how hard it is to stop once you have started. Especially for a newborn. “Taehyung, don’t do this to him.” 

“I said, no.” Taehyung answers, this time his eyes flash red like a siren and Jungkook seems to understand, completely backing off. 

Jungkook at one point was feeling like he was on top of the fucking moon but now he feels hungry all over again. It’s like his thirst never stops. It just never ends. 

Make it stop. 

Make it stop hurting.

Taehyung stands abruptly. “Hyung will fuck her now. You watch.” 

Jungkook pulls out very slowly and it nearly kills him, but instead he lays in the same space Taehyung had taken earlier. With a tiny pout on his face he watches you and Taehyung. 

Taehyung leans in to kiss you and his lips envelop yours so hungrily. He sucks and bites on your bottom lip almost to show Jungkook what he’s missing out now. You moan into his mouth, clinging your arms around his neck. With his hand, Taehyung spreads your legs open and he enters you like he’s used to this. Which he was. 

Taehyung was the only other vampire you had let fuck you. Before Jungkook, Taehyung was all you knew and it was rare for him to share his prized possession. But for Jungkook, he let it slide. He was the baby after all. He couldn’t leave him starving. He also felt bad.

Taehyung always enjoyed watching you fall apart in his arms and for him only, but he didn’t know how much he would actually enjoy watching you and Jungkook. Now it was time to prove to Jungkook why before him, there was no one that came close to you, no one except Taehyung of course. 

Taehyung pops off your mouth, moaning quite loudly as he sets a quick brutal pace between your legs, stuffing your walls completely. Between gasps, you managed to grip on to his hair for extra support. 

Jungkook’s whimpers caught your attention as he was desperately stroking his cock at the sight. He fucked up into his fist, begging for some sort of release. His hair had clung to his sweaty forehead yet he still managed to look so sexy while he licked his swollen pink lips. 

“H-hungry.” Jungkook manages to say between breaths. Taehyung knew that of course, you did too. But you also realized Taehyung was now testing Jungkook. How much could he actually take? Was he even worthy of you? There was only one way to find out. 

Taehyung looks over at the younger boy, flickering his eyes between Jungkook’s cock and then back at his lustful eyes. Taehyung doesn’t end his torture there, but goes even faster as if Jungkook thirst feeds his drive. Taehyung fucks his dick faster into your velvety walls forcing Jungkook to take it in all with his needy doe-eyes. 

Jungkook whimpers even more as the scene unfolds. How desperately he wishes to be Taehyung. Is this how Taehyung felt? He hates Taehyung right now. 

Taehyung sets his attention back onto you, his cock doing miracles inside your pussy. By now, your legs had been shaking, trying your hardest to keep them open. “Let me hear you baby.”

Pretty sounds start coming from your lips and Jungkook feels himself crumble more. This isn’t enough, he feels he’s going to explode any moment. 

Taehyung groans, feeling you squeeze around him, he knows this feeling all too well. You were close. 

Taehyung quickened his pace giving you exactly what you needed, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot. His lips suck exactly where Jungkook had bitten you earlier. He can still taste your sweet blood. Your scent was driving him crazy. 

You gasp, feeling him suck harder on the sensitive flesh. “T-Taehyung.”

He doesn’t slow nor stop. He continues, leaving his own marks all over your neck. 

“T-Taehyung, fuck I’m gonna come.” You whine, buckling your hips up for more friction, searching for a release. Taehyung gives you more, popping off your neck only for a second before latching onto your breast flickering his tongue flat against your bud. 

“Look at Jungkook when you come baby. Let him know how well I’m fucking you.” Taehyung breathlessly orders. 

Jungkook feels like he hit his breakpoint when he feels Taehyung wrap his large hand around his throbbing cock, using his precum as some sort of lube. He strokes him while fucking you exactly as you deserved. Jungkook chokes into a sob becoming overly sensitive, Taehyung only stroking his cock faster.

“H-hyung.” Jungkook moans. “W-what are you—”

“Just enjoy it, Jungkook-ah.” Taehyung mumbles searching for his own release within your pussy, your own fist trembles in Taehyung’s hair. You never imagined this would ever happen but you love every second of it. 

“G-gonna come.” Jungkook whispers, holding himself back from screaming in pleasure. Then Taehyung’s hand abruptly stops once more and Jungkook feels he could throw himself at him. He’s incredibly needy and feels he could fuck anything that comes his way, at this point. “No, no, no.” He chants repeatedly. 

Taehyung ignores him, doesn't even bother looking in his direction, but instead focuses his attention on his thrusts, being extremely precise. Eventually, you tip over.

“T-Taehyung f-fuckkkk.” You do exactly as you were told and look over at Jungkook while you come. He’s becoming a whimpering sensitive mess. He looks so pretty, you think, so needy and messy. His stomach was drenched in sweat and sticky precum. His eyes leak tears, he’s probably in pain, wishing he was the one releasing his come instead. Though it was selfish and greedy, he’s also jealous of you at this point. He would take Taehyung’s dick if he needed to. He would make Hyung feel so good. 

Taehyung exhales deeply, grunting one last time before he paints your walls white, stuffing you full of his come. Almost immediately, he pulls out and falls against the bed. Finally,  he looks at Jungkook, who has been so good for him. 

“What are you waiting for?” He asks, so casually. “Go finish her one last time.” He then looks over and asks, “You can handle one more right baby?”

Even if you couldn’t, you would. You didn’t want to leave Jungkook in pain. You still remember what it was like being left thirsty and hungry for more. Nobody used to care for you then, but you promised you’d do anything to help Jungkook. He was still so new to this life. Of course you could handle one more. You could handle ten more if that’s what it took to please him completely. 

“Yes, of course. Come here Jungkook. I’ve got you baby.” You caress his wet cheek, the tears still so fresh. 

Jungkook doesn’t wait any longer, instantly filling the spot Taehyung had left. He doesn’t fuck into you as you thought he would. He’s a bit slower than Taehyung and looks in pain. 

“No, no baby. Take what you need. I can handle it.” You whisper, your eyes softening. “Ruin me, Jungkook.” 

Taehyung watches Jungkook switch into something he’s never seen. Jungkook doe-eyes drop sharp and he starts fucking into you with much purpose behind his thrust. He’s not just searching for a relief, but ruining you in the process of finding it. He wants you to feel him for hours. Shit, he wants you to feel him forever. He wants you to remember his cock stuffing you entirely while you take Taehyung’s cock in a few days from now. He wants you to think of him when Taehyung fucks you from now on. He wants to be a part of you forever so you never forget what it was like. Fucking him was like a drug. And he never wanted you to forget that. Jungkook was making sure you never forgot that by completely destroying you. 

“J-jungkooook, ohhh fuck.” You shake underneath him feeling him only frantically roll his hips faster and deeper into you. “You’re gonna kill me.” 

Taehyung chuckles, watching Jungkook become more sloppy with his thrusts. Eventually, you come again but Jungkook doesn’t even notice it. He doesn’t pay much attention to anything around him anymore. It’s like everything inside him shuts off. All he is focused on now is how he’s about a second away from blowing his load into your pretty pussy and you are taking every last bit of him so perfectly. 

“C-coming.” He manages to say before he buries his seed between your legs, mixing his come with that of Taehyung’s. 

After releasing himself into you, he barely manages to pull out and drop between the sheets below him feeling extremely weak but at the same time, his thirst has died down. He feels satisfied for once. Taehyung again is impressed, any other newborn would have fainted, especially by now. Jungkook was more than worthy. 

Taehyung stands and motions you to open your legs once more, which you listen and without any warning he carefully swipes the mixture of come between his fingers. You gasp feeling extremely sensitive. 

He grabs your jaw and brings his fingers toward your mouth, you immediately open up and suck the mixture off his fingers, moaning around them. 

He smirks, satisfied with how well you always behave for him. He kisses your lips before he goes down and swipes onces more, this time grabbing a lot more of the juices between his fingers and looks over at Jungkook who’s already looking in his direction. Jungkook doesn’t even question anything, he just props himself up leaning into Taehyung’s hand looking up at him as if he’d take anything Taehyung gave him. Because he would. Jungkook then sucked the sweet essence between Taehyung’s fingers. Taehyung flattens his fingers against Jungkook's tongue and nearly comes again at the sight. 

“Such a good boy, Jungkook-ah.” Taehyung says, pulling his fingers from Jungkook’s mouth and sucks off the rest of what was left on his fingers. Jungkook sighs, also satisfied, he’s so pretty. Taehyung leans in and kisses Jungkook so gently then says, “Such a good boy.”

[rosedtae]

Not me wearing an all black outfit in this scorching heat.

[rosedtae]

Me, Myself, and Jung Kook

 #Photo_Folio​ #Editor_JK

[rosedtae]

analysing the lyrics to 'august' by taylor swift

this is gonna be a long post but i put a lot of effort into it so i hope you like it <3

before i begin, let me explain the folklore love triangle to the unaware. taylor swift's 8th album, folklore, has a love triangle, with all 3 characters getting a song from their povs. the basic story is this: betty and james are together, james sees betty dance with another guy at a school dance (and to add to it, he has social anxiety). he's upset, and while he's leaving, he runs into augustine. he and augustine have a summer fling, but betty finds out and is mad at him. james then breaks things off with augustine and tries to win betty back. the ending is left up to the audience's interpretation.

[note: taylor has used he/him pronouns for james & she/her pronouns for both betty and augustine, so those are what i will be using in this analysis.]

betty's song is 'cardigan', james' song is 'betty' & augustine's song is 'august'.

i'm going to be doing a deep dive into the lyrics of august, happy reading <3

salt air and the rust on your door, i never needed anything more

the opening line sets the scene. they're near the sea, at a beach, possibly staying in a cabin, a typical setting for a summer romance. augustine says 'your door', not 'the door'. already, he (james) is the one with the upper hand. it's his door, his cabin, his terms, but that's all she's ever needed. she's going along with whatever he wants because she'd do anything & put up with anything if it means being able to be with him.

whispers of "are you sure? never have i ever before"

whispers. this is augustine recollecting what happens, and even when she's reminiscing, they're whispering. the moment is in private. it's precious. there is a fond, longing undertone. even after what has happened, she'd still do anything to get that back. the 'never have i ever before' probably means that this is either her or both of their first time having sex. never have i ever is also a popular teen game, so that lays down a light, playful atmosphere. it's a happy memory.

and the whispers themselves: this could either be 1) a conversation between her & james, or 2) one of them saying both sentences. the "are you sure" sounds like asking for consent. they're probably losing their virginities to each other. either way, one thing is clear: uncertainty is a prominent theme in this memory. they don't know what they're doing, but there's a thrill to the unknown, to the riskiness of it all.

"but i can see us lost in the memory, august slipped away into a moment in time, 'cause it was never mine"

to her, this memory exists outside of time. just thinking about it makes her feel everything she did then. however, she also knows that despite how attached she is to it, she has lost the memory to time. she's holding onto whatever she can, but the truth is, it's gone. it was never even hers. the worst part is that even back then, she knew it never belonged to her. she knew she was nothing but a distraction, a lapse in judgement, but she went with it anyway, because she took whatever she could get. she'd rather be a distraction than be nothing.

"and i can see us twisted in bedsheets, august sipped away like a bottle of wine, 'cause you were never mine"

again, adding to the "never have i ever before" part- they slept together. losing one's virginity is a major experience, and that, coupled with the fact that the experience was with james, makes this something she remembers every single detail of.

when teens drink alcohol, it's rarely wine. it's usually beer, or vodka, but never wine. the usage of wine shows how they were trying to be adults, pretending that they were making a mature decision by being together when really, they weren't.

it was sipped away like a bottle of wine. slowly, they got drunk on august. they took sips, and went about it slowly, day by day, until there was nothing left and they had to face reality. if we're taking it literally, they probably spent the entire summer drinking and hooking up.

and finally, "'cause you were never mine." the first part of the chorus ends with "'cause it (august) was never mine", as if blaming the month, the season, and/or time itself. she was blaming fate. here, though, she switches. it's as if, while reminiscing, she has come to terms with the fact that the problem here wasn't with august, it was with them. with him. it wasn't august that was never hers, it was james.

the difference between 'slipped away' and 'sipped away' is stark. one says that it was fleeting and happened quickly & the other says they took their time with it and enjoyed it. the tone of the memory changes with the emotion that augustine reminisces them with. we must remember that both james & augustine (who narrate what happened) are unreliable narrators.

another interesting detail is this: in the previous line, she says "lost in the memory", which is very vague. she isn't delving into the details, just brushing it off, saying "oh, yeah, it was a nice time i guess, but it's in the past now". she follows that up with "it was never mine". in the second line, however, she gets specific, like she's actually thinking over what happened. "twisted in bedsheets" is a specific memory. and when she really lets herself think about what happened, she needs to accept that HE, not it, was never hers.

"your back beneath the sun, wishing i could write my name on it"

again, visual imagery. the picture being painted here appears to be after james and augustine sleep together. augustine must've woken up before him because she's looking at how his back looks in the sun. she wishes she could do something as public as writing her name on it. it's a metaphor for not wanting to have to be a secret, but she knew, even while drowsy and possibly hungover (remember the mention of wine), that it could never be.

also interesting is that "your back" could also be her saying "you're back". it doesn't make sense in the complete context of the line, but thinking of it as an exclamation, a secret exhale hidden within the lyrics is heartbreaking.

"will you call when you're back at school? i remember thinking i had you"

she's either older than him (which would be weird and illegal because james is 17), goes to a different school, or they never interact at school. for the sake of analysis, i'm going to assume it's the 3rd one, but it's open to interpretation.

which means they weren't friends at school. they did not hang out in the same groups. she doesn't even expect him to acknowledge her in public, all she wants to know is if he might call her. in private. she hates being a secret, but she's begging him to let her be one because all the bare minimum is enough to get her by.

the second line is sadder when you remember that just before this, she was wishing she could write her name on his back, but knowing that she couldn't. she KNEW, the whole time, that this was just a fling for him, but deep down she a part of her still thought he truly cared for her, that she was as important to him as he was to her.

(but i can see us...you were never mine)

"back when we were still changing for the better, wanting was enough, for me, it was enough"

the first part here is a throwback to when they were younger and 'innocent'. when they'd make a mistake, it wouldn't be the end of the world, they'd just learn. that was before her august with james, because that became something she couldn't come back from. if you've heard 'betty', you know that inez, betty's friend, finds out about their fling and tells betty (and possibly more people). seeing as augustine was never a part of their group in the first place, she will likely be always remembered as the girl james cheated on betty with and nothing more than that. this is something that's going to deeply, deeply affect her, both socially and mentally.

but back then, before she'd asked him to get in her car, before the affair, before heartbreak, she'd just been a girl wanting him, and at the time that was enough for her- but it no longer is. now that she knows what it's like to have had him, she doesn't want to go back to merely liking him from a distance.

something else worth noting here is the phrasing of the line. it's as if she's pleading "what you gave me was enough for me, i promise, i don't need anything else, just please come back." or: "i was happy just liking you from the sidelines, but then you turned up and ruined my life", which would have an angry undertone. the beauty of this is that she gives no elaboration, it's just you and your imagination. interpret it how you like.

there's some more wordplay here: when she says wanting, it sounds like she's saying one thing. as in, "one thing was enough." because that's all she needed- him.

"for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all, cancel plans just in case you'd call and say meet me behind the mall"

the "for me it was enough" makes sense as a sentence both with the line before it and the one after it. the sentiment is the same: she was happy with the arrangement. there are contrasting themes here because she's in a messy situation. she's aware she deserves better. she knows she shouldn't be settling for the bare minimum. but now that she's lost what they had, she misses it and wants it back. she doesn't need anything more than what he's ever given her. even at the time of the fling, she prioritised him so much that she'd even cancel plans in case he decided to call her (again, him being the one to call re-emphasises the fact that he's the one with the upper hand here).

"meet me behind the mall" is, taylor swift herself said, the core of the song. it highlights how secretive they were. they could always lie, say they were going to a mall to hang out with their friends or to shop, and then secretly hook up behind it. it's also interesting when you parallel it to the fact that they were also hooking up along the beach, which is a completely different setting. this implies that this affair lasted for a while. there's alliteration used here, too.

wordplay, again: meet me behind the mall also sounds like "meet me behind them all", which, again, goes to prove how staying a secret was the most important part of their relationship.

"so much for summer love and saying us, 'cause you weren't mine to lose"

a heartbreaking contrast to augustine calling what they had "summer love" is james telling betty (in the song 'betty') that what they had was "just a summer thing". and with the second part of this line, again, we're running in circles. she thinks she deserves better, she wants him back, she's being positive about it and then she isn't. but as we're nearing the end of the song, after going through the myriad of emotions and thoughts she had in the aftermath of the affair, she seems to be coming to terms with a single fact: he was never truly hers in the first place.

(chorus x2)

some wordplay: over here, the words "never mine" repeat. it almost sounds as if she's saying "never mind". as in, forget everything i've said, it's okay, i'm okay.

"remember when i pulled up and said get in the car, and then cancelled my plans just in case you'd call, back when i was living for the hope of it all (for the hope of it all), meet me behind the mall" (x3)

we think the song is over after the bridge and third chorus, but she comes swinging again. the fact that she sings this part thrice shows just how massive an impact all this has had on her. if we take the "never mind" into consideration, this hurts more because she thought she was over it, but she isn't.

she isn't ever going to forget what happened. even though she's come to terms with what has happened, she still can't stop thinking about all of it. she's still hung up, because memories don't let one off that easily.

from 'betty' we know that the fling began after augustine asked james to get into her car. we've only been getting snippets of their time together throughout the song, but now, she's replaying the entire affair, right from the beginning. the line that is sung with the most emphasis is "meet me behind the mall" because this line is what perfectly captures their relationship: lying to everyone about going to a mall and then meeting each other, the promises that he made to her about being with her only for him to ditch her the moment august ended, everything she gave up (like the plans she cancelled) just to be able to spend some time with him, and the fact that all of this was on HIS terms. he was asking her to meet him behind the mall, and now she's the one left reminding herself of all the promises he didn't keep.

before i end the analysis, i wanted to address one more thing: her name. both betty and james are named in the lyrics, but augustine isn't. we only started calling her that after taylor swift said that in her head she calls her either augusta or augustine, meaning that until then, we were all calling her 'the august girl' or 'the other girl'. the thing is, that is how probably everyone in the story thought of her as well. (earlier in the analysis, under the "back when we were still changing for the better" part, i talked a bit about this.)

taylor herself talks about this in 'folklore: the long pond studio sessions', where she says that the 'other woman' is always thought of as a bad person, with augustine, she really, genuinely liked james, trying to act cool in front of him (pulling up and being the one to ask him to get into her car, for example). augustine was intentionally left unnamed, because her story is the one that's always left out.

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that's the end of the analysis. thank you so much for reading till the end. please let me know if there's anything i left out, i'll add it and credit you.

and to everyone out there who's had their heart broken, regardless of which side of the story you were on, i'm sorry. we all deserve people who acknowledge our existence, at the very least. we deserve to be remembered, to be talked about, to have our emails replied to. we deserve better than the bare minimum, but the sad part is, we don't necessarily even get the bare minimum in the first place. we're all breaking each other's hearts and sobbing into our pillows about it and breaking each other's hearts all over again. i don't know if love is real, or if at some point the cycle stops, but i do know this: spotify is free. as is youtube. and amazon music. and soundcloud. go plug those earphones in and knock yourself out.

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