radhbu

[mrs-monaghan]

https://x.com/spideyskm/status/1829087580001890356

all joker clowns thinks the same isn’t it ? 😭 I think the same too. And like they did with ms announcement in Jeju they’ll say it like it’s a normal Tuesday for them…

I’m waiting for that day so I can distribute sweets on my neighborhood 🤡🙌🏻

I honestly couldn't tell if you're hating or not, which is why I'm replying to this. I'm so confused 😂 i mean, u said clowns so ig you're an anti? I decided not to be replying to antis anymore but I'm not sure what you are so....

Yes.

This is exactly what is going to happen. They've done it before. They lived together for years and didn't bother to hide it. And yet people still called them bros. So yeah, they will do it again after MS and you will still be here idiotically laughing coz "they said it like it was a normal Tuesday."

Maybe they said it so casually because it was??? I'm sure when they first heard about it they cried and celebrated and had one of the happiest fucks of their lives. It was already in their system by the time they were discussing it on the show so yeah, they talked about it like it was no big deal. Because the big deal reaction had already happened in private with eo and their loved ones. We weren't privy to that and thats okay.

I will dumb it down for ya and give you an example. When I got married, for the next two weeks I was like "I'M MARRIED!?!?!?!" 🥰😄🥳😭😃😁👏🏽☺🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️ Then after a month I was like "I'm married" ☺🥰😁

3 months in, while I'm still super happy to be married, I dont say it all cheery and loud and stuff. Its just like, "yeah, I'm married." 🤷🏽‍♀️😁

Sometimes its easier to give y'all the most simplest answer because you just can't think for yourselves. 🤧

In the words of Monk; here's what happened:

Military enlistment is mandatory. Inevitable. Its something that was always going to happen no matter what. Jikook knew this... had accepted this... were prepared for this. They'd have to go almost 2 years without seeing eo... (if their breaks didn't allign) without spending quality time together. They were aware of this and had accepted it. It was unfortunate... and sad... but it was the reality and there was nothing they could do about it.

But then... BUT THENNNN there was talk about exemption and oh shit! There was hope.

That maybe... just maybe, BTS would be exempted and they wouldn't have to do this thing that they really didn't wanna do. That Jikook wouldn't have to be separated at all like they'd thought all these years. Like they'd mentally prepared for. They didn't want to... but they are only human and so they allowed themselves to hope.

.

.

Unfortunately, that did not end up happening and so they had to proceed as planned and serve just like everyone else. But here's the thing, hope had occurred. Hope is awful. Just awful. Because now Jikook had to accept reality all over again.

But you know what? They tried. They did their best. They accepted it was happening. For 18 months, they would serve separately, it would soon be over and they would be reunited. It wouldn't be easy, but they didn't have a choice.

But here's the thing, that ugly thing, hope? JK had felt it and now he couldn't... he couldn't. He just, simply, couldn't. The idea of going without Jimin for 2 years was just too much. He can't even go without Jimin for a day how was he going to do that for almost 2 freaking years??? It just... it wasn't... no. Just, no. Absolutely fucking not.

Jimin saw this and couldn't let his Jungkook go on like this. There is nothing he hates more in this world than to see JK unhappy and thus the idea of enlisting together was born.

But- but- they knew better this time than to hope. They couldn't. They couldn't hope. Not just yet.

(Thanks @chicknbunny13 😘 )

(JK didn't need reminding they were enlisting. If this was in Jeju where they already knew their request had been approved, JK wouldn't have playfully swatted at Jimin 😂) imo anyway.

Where were we? Right. Hope was threatening to rear its ugly head but they weren't gonna do it. Not this time. So months go by... fingers crossed until they finally get the good news!!!

They were ecstatic, of course. Over the fucking moon. And this part you Jikook anti anon and all of us didn't get to see it. We didn't see them get the good news. We didn't see them cry in happiness. We didn't see them tell the members and their families. We didn't see the celebratory love making 😔😪 we missed all of it. But guess what? It happened.

And they talked about it many times after that. And we just so happened to catch one of the times they talked about it casually on camera. It seems to me like you expected them to make a big deal about it. But your dumb ass didn't stop to wonder why they would when they'd already known about it before hand???

Sit down anon. Stupidity doesn't look good on anyone.

[citrustan]

anti-fairy-tale (jjk) {series masterlist}

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: dilf!jungkook, sugar daddy au, angst!!, smut, fluff summary: the last thing on your mind was getting involved in a relationship, yet you found yourself slipping into one. as natural as that may sound, it's just one part of your sob story; the man you're falling for happens to be a wedded father of one.

[prologue]

1. she was a fairy.

[jikooklove9795]

All the antis mad cause Jungkook said " Jimin and I "

Stay mad cause they're still together and Jungkook's smug about it

[cardboardheartss]

Was Jungkook’s insta hacked?!

⚠️DISCLAIMER! TAROT CARDS ARE NOT 100% ACCURATE! TAKE EVERYTHING WITH A GRAIN OF SALT! IF MY INTERPRETATIONS ARE INCORRECT FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME!⚠️

There’ll possibly different responses from other tarot readers but for my cards, they’re telling me that bro was not hacked and that it was in fact his decision to post those captions.

The hierophant rx means breaking rules and not following mentors/higher ups. And we all obviously know about the current situation with MHJ & HYBE.

+ I did a BTS tarot interview about their thoughts on the situation with NWJNS. And this was JK’s thoughts.

5oC, this situation has really disappointed JK in so many ways. He believes that this company has truly let NWJNS down.

> if I’m being honest, the only reason why I didn’t post this interview is because I personally disliked the other members thoughts and wanting to side with HYBE.

So, yes. This acc was not hacked. JK is speaking up for NWJNS and truly wants the best for them tbh… don’t believe the mediaplay, incel accs and misogynist fans.

> Bottom of the cards was QUEEN OF WANDS!! as well, JK is siding with MHJ.

You see… it wasn’t hacked!

(just updated my post, just in case others haven’t seen my reblog.)

[eleni-cherie]

FRED IS ON THE BOYCOTT LIST - IT'S OWNED BY A ZIONIST AND THEY FUND THE G*NOCIDE WITH THEIR SALES MONEY

[armpirate]

Anti-romantic || JJk | Ch. 19

Pairings: Boxer!Jungkook x fem!reader || Enemies to lovers, neighbors

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, curse, illegal boxing, violence

Warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook x reader, smut, dirty talk, curse, mention of tarot and fate

Summary: Jungkook had always been carefree when it came to love. He always believed he was worth sharing himself with everyone, and thought it was selfish of him to ever think of keeping himself exclusive to just one person.

And maybe that was exactly what got him into the big problem he was in.

A curse that kept him away from love didn't seem an issue for him. The fact that his ex-girlfriend thought he'd be affected by the idea of the girls he slept with running away from him after sex was ridiculous. She actually did him a favor, and took a burden away from him.

At least that was what he thought at first.

He had never found himself thinking of the possibility of repeating with neither of his hook ups, because they disappeared before he was able to even think about it. But when he makes the mistake of sleeping with the sexy neighbor that lives in front of him, he finds himself hoping to get the chance for a second round every time their paths cross.

Y/n hated him the second he set foot inside the building by the way he started making her life a miserable mess for no reason. Sleeping with him was a big mistake she wasn't thinking of repeating. At least not until he came up with the excuse that she rejected him for a curse. Not only she thought he was annoying, but she was also convinced he was crazy. 

There was no way she could take him seriously.

Aprox. time of reading: 13 minutes

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Those four days were like hell.

It didn't matter how many times they came across each other on the common landing, or how he tried to smile at her every time their eyes met. Her answer was always the same: silence. Putting all of her strength to simply ignore him and just be as friendly as she could, while trying to fight that side of her that was urging her to make a comment that'd unchain the bickering between them like it had been happening since he moved into the building.

She was convinced she needed to get out more. It could be that sudden need only came from the fact that she could be feeling lonely, which was a relief for her. At least that was better than even thinking of her liking Jungkook somehow.

Her steps were stopped as she approached Donna, Alma and Jackie, regretting her decision on getting closer to them as soon as she was getting herself to do it. She had already tried many times before, and it was always the same thing. It wasn't that she didn't like them, she just wasn't able to click with them, there wasn't anything they could have in common. But being fair with herself, there was nothing she had in common with the group of friends she hung out with when they were able to.

—Oh, Y/n —Donna called her from afar, lifting her hand to motion her to walk to them—. Come sit with us. We're taking a sip of coffee.

As usual...

One thing about Donna, Y/n would never find her at her desk, she was always in the cafeteria or somewhere in the resting areas of the office -which made her wonder how she managed to write her articles, and do her research when she never worked in her workplace.

Not like it mattered, but it just made her curious.

—Look who's joining our dark side —Jackie giggled, smiling so wide that she could see her light pink gums.

—Well, I'm quite busy usually —Y/n answered, carefully sitting on the free chair in front of Donna—. I'm currently working on some coverages, I'm also still working on my article...

—Oh right, the one you couldn't tell anyone about? —Donna interrupted her, smiling.

—Yeah, that one —Y/n nodded.

—How long has it been since you started working on it? I guess they should be hurrying you up to publish it —of course she was going to drop that type of comment.

—Well, I'm taking my time. I've had some problems getting inside the biggest issue...

—Maybe you should change it and write about something else —Y/n's tongue was trapped between her lips when she was interrupted by Donna's advice filled with poison—. It's just an advice from a more experienced colleague —she tried to justify when the other two glanced at her.

—Don't drop it —Alma encouraged her—. Were you given a due date?

—No, no —her head shook—. I was even told to take my time to make it as perfect as possible.

—Then that's it! —Jackie clapped— Take it easy. And if you need help, just tell us. I'm good with photographs, so if you ever need a good shot, just let me know.

As much as Y/n was grateful for Jackie's kindness, she couldn't imagine her and her colorful clothes among the type of crowd that was formed by those boxing parties.

—Yeah, we're here to help —Alma seconded—. I know we didn't get close, but we love to help and enlighten you whenever you need it —she assured, placing her hand over Y/n's—. And Donna can also help you, right?

—Right —she forced a smile—. Of course.

There was no lie in admitting Donna was forced to say she was going to help, when at first she just wanted to mock Y/n -for some reason she didn't care about-, but there also was no point in focusing on that when two people she never gave a chance to were being so nice and good to her after barely spending any time together, despite sitting two desks away.

After that, she was able to look at the rest of the day in a different way, she felt happy, her mood went through a high boost after talking with Jackie and Alma, and not only because they encouraged her to go on with the article -which she had no idea how she'd continue writing after she dumped Jungkook. She also felt like a whole new possibility was opened after speaking to them, like she had a new place to go to whenever she felt like work was getting to the best side of her. It made her feel like she drew a safe line between them and her because she felt attacked, when they both were accepting and friendly.

It was amazing the effect one small detail could have on the other things. She didn't care about how crowded the subway was, or how tired she felt to walk back home, she just didn't mind it.

Just like she didn't mind finding Jungkook waiting for her in front of her door, while he stared at her doormat.

He was going insane.

Jungkook couldn't understand what was happening, but he was sure he couldn't go on that way. If anyone else had told him before that he'd be looking for someone else's attention, waiting for the exact time to meet up with her, he'd have cackled in the loudest way possible.

It was so bad that even Jimin noticed the change in him.

Normally, his attitude was chill and careless. Their dynamic worked because his friend was too emotional, and Jungkook was the one that lacked that sense. His nickname as they both grew closer together was Iron Man, but those few days he walked around like he was missing something.

He kept checking his phone, for no logical reason -because the only times Y/n had texted him was to tell him to lower the volume or shut up. But he still looked every once in a while, thinking her message would find its way into his device.

He was missing her, and he just couldn't accept it. Jungkook needed to solve it all out before it went worse, and the only way to sort it out was to have her going back to her petty responses and bad looks. He was convinced the only real problem was the fact that he wasn't the one rejecting her. That was it.

—What are you doing there? —she sounded tired, dropping the smile that adorned her face the second she set foot outside of the lift.

—I need to talk with you.

—Again? —she sighed— What is it now? They'll come to check your router? Will the plumber show up?

—Seriously? I come to speak with you and you only think that I want something from you? What image do you have of me?

—The image that you earned with passion —she answered immediately after.

Jungkook looked away, tilting his head as he tried to find the words to speak. Sentences were mixing together, the sounds were rolling around his tongue, and he was sure that he wasn't going to be able to form a proper phrase while she looked at him that way.

—Okay, then —she finished, turning to her door to open it.

Jungkook stopped her from closing the door behind her by speaking again, placing his palm on the exterior door knob, earning another exhausted sigh from her.

—You can't ignore me.

—Excuse me? —she chuckled, raising both of her eyebrows at the order.

—We're neighbors, you just can't act like I'm not living next to you.

—Unfortunately, it's a reality. That's why I have no other choice but to pretend you aren't there.

—I know I've done things wrong, but... let's make it up?

—No —she firmly said, crossing her arms on her chest.

—Is this because of the article? I told you I was going to do it.

—It's not because of the article, it's because of the way you dealt with the whole thing —she confessed—. You just can't ignore people when you don't want to do something, you speak with them. That's what adults do.

—So would you have accepted my decision if I had told you that I didn't want to help you? —he fought back— You mean you wouldn't have acted annoying and petty about it.

—No —she answered again—. I probably would've get mad. But I would have been on the wrong because I can't force people into doing things I want —she explained—. That's not the problem now, because you always find a way to make me mad and make it valid.

—Y/n...

—Didn't you want me to leave you alone? —she cut him off— I'm leaving you alone. Live your life, do your things... But don't bother me or I'll make you regret it —she threatened, pointing her index finger at him—. Get lost now.

—How can you tell me to get lost?

—Well, like I've just done it now —she shrugged—. It's a two-word sentence, pretty simple to say and understand.

—Okay, I'll tell you why I didn't want to do the article.

—That's literally not what I said —she mumbled.

—... but you can't judge me.

—Too late —she rested her arm on the door frame.

—This goes back to some time ago —he exaggerated the move of his hand—. An ex, that wasn't really an ex, cursed me. She promised I wouldn't have a stable relationship, and it had been working until now. I went to a tarot reader, and she confirmed everything that was happening, until she told me that a woman would come to break the curse. She said that I'd fall for her after she appeared, and told me that it'd be made through some work. You showed up in the middle of nowhere, you're the only woman who's still in my life when the rest of the flings disappear the morning after, and you're the only one I was going to do some work with.

Y/n completely lost the plot of the story at the mention of a curse. She couldn't believe he really believed she was going to fall for such a lame story. But it was even crazier that he spotted her as his savior, or the person that would break the curse. What fairytale did he escape from?

—So I wanted to avoid you, because I didn't want that change to happen —he continued—. I'm really happy with the way my life is going right now, okay? I don't need anyone to put everything upside down.

—Wow, you're really creative with excuses —she tilted her head—. Ever thought of leaving boxing and becoming a writer?

—I'm telling the truth.

When she was going to speak, he sighed loudly, throwing his head back while causing her eyes to open wide in surprise to the sudden sound coming from him.

—Okay... —she smiled nervously— So how does that curse break? With a real love kiss? Maybe a magic spell? Oh, I know, the power of love!

—It doesn't seem like you're taking it seriously.

—Look, I don't know what excuses you've made up to get girls to forgive you, and I have no idea how they could've worked, but all of this is a bit too much.

—I'm being honest.

—Sure you are —she shrugged.

—And it's also an explanation why you reject me every single time.

—Because your attitude can't be a valid explanation to you —her eyes squinted at his comment.

—It now makes sense!

Y/n just couldn't go past the fact that Jungkook did in fact believe the story he was telling her, and even was able to find some sense in something that seemed to be taken out of the wildest fantasies he could've read about -if he had read any book at all. At first she just thought he was recurring to his long list of excuses to justify his actions, and that only made her angry, with the only wish to crash the door against his face while he spoke. But the longest he went, the more she was convinced that the man in front of her needed psychological help. Urgently.

—You're scaring me a bit —Y/n admitted, looking around for the nearest exit to ask for help in case she'd need it.

—It's weird you slept with me a second time, but I guess the curse works differently since we see each other every day? Now it's one of those moments where I wished Carly didn't block me so I could ask her —he kept thinking out loud, moving his eyes away from her and losing the focus of the conversation.

—That many blows on your head have officially fucked up with your sanity —she mumbled, seeing her neighbor having a full on conversation with himself—. Instead of wasting money on a tarot reader, why don't you pay for a good therapist?

—Y/n, it's serious. My ex-girlfriend went crazy after I cheated on her —Y/n scoffed at that detail—, which isn't relevant now, and she cursed me before leaving my house. What was what she said? —his eyes moved to the top of his head as he tried to bring back the exact words Carly used— Something that I treated people badly, and that I was going to suffer the same thing or something like that.

—Are you hearing yourself? How do you pretend me to believe you, for fuck's sake? —Y/n insisted, controlling her big wish to roll her eyes in front of him.

—How many times have I lied to you?

—Do you really want me to answer that question? —her ironic tone was challenging, making Jungkook regret that question almost immediately.

—I promise I'm telling the truth.

—Okay, let's say I believe you. What do you want me to do with that information? —her lips puckered, before she continued speaking— Everything's okay, and everything you do is valid, only because you were cursed for not being able to keep your dick in your pants?

—But...

—You were cursed because you are a fifteen year old trapped in the body of a twenty six year old, and you aren't able to keep a woman exactly for that reason.

—Well, look who's talking, are you going to call me immature? You?

—Are you going to attack me?

—No, I'm saying that someone that drills a hole in a wall, because of a little noise, can't speak of others.

—A little noise?

—You're just as immature as me, but you disguise it with that serious facade thinking you're fooling anyone. Spoiler alert: you don't.

—Spoiler alert? See how you're a horny teenager? The only reason you don't want to commit to a relationship is because you have the Peter Pan syndrome.

—Here comes the smart ass with her bit of information taken from the short research she does for her articles... And what if I have the Peter Pan syndrome?

—You're nearing thirty, as much as it hurts you.

—I know, and do you know how attractive that is to women? I'll be a bomb when I turn forty.

Y/n rolled her eyes again, almost giving up the argument because there was no way any bit of common sense would kick inside his brain.

—I can't believe I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you right now.

—Because you like me, as much as it hurts you —he mocked her—. And the only reason you're willing to believe the curse thing is because you want to give me a free pass.

—No, the only reason I'm pretending I believe you is because I don't know if you're going to have a psychosis and do something crazy.

—Look who's coming up with an excuse now —he chuckled.

At that point her hand was tickling, reviving how it'd feel if she crashed her palm against his face. She could lie and justify herself by saying she did it in her defense because her neighbor's brain wasn't working right, which at that point wasn't really a lie.

—You could only wish. At the end of the day, I'm not the one scared of falling —she defended herself.

For the first time, Jungkook was the one nervous and speechless, opening his eyes a bit wider and parting his lips to speak, but not letting a word come out from them.

—You're sure because you haven't spent enough time with me.

—That means I'm so attractive that you fell for me barely spending any time together?

—No, that's not what I meant.

—But that's what you said —she rushed to say, keeping him from going on speaking.

—I'm sure that if I spent more time with you, I'd probably end up sick of you.

—Yet you had the chance, and you didn't take it. That's a bit contradicting —she fought back.

She left him stuck, between two options that he couldn't escape. One was a lie, and the other one was the brutal truth, and he was still fighting to confirm what belonged to each one of them.

—Don't worry though. There's no way I'd ever spend any more time with you than what we already did.

Y/n shouldn't have tempted the universe that way, and dragged it to a challenge that she wasn't going to like.

Not even a second after that sentence left her filthy lips, a huge noise interrupted their casual bickering, making them wonder what was happening. 

Taglist: @jk97bam @ttanniett

[mrspark7777777]

https://www.tumblr.com/mimibwi/723765904902635520/unpopular-bts-shipping-opinions?source=share

point 10 is for you.

Why me specifically? 😂😂 Bro. This makes me chuckle 🤭🤭

2 things a) this isn't a statement from BH or a member, its a post by a random person on tumblr who decided to give their opinion as is their right. As wrong as they may be, I still don't see why you would send this to me like its an important post with value and that I should take seriously. Its an opinion. They have theirs, I have mine. The end. (I saw point number 1 and already knew where this was headed)

b) as I mentioned above this is just someone's wrong opinion and as you can see in italics they say: its my perspective.

Its a free world anon, that person is entitled to their wrong perspective.

Now since we are giving eo presents, this is for you, anon

Either way you spin it, it just doesn't make sense for one man to suck on another man's neck in a straight way. Not in SK, not in any part of the world. That's just... it don't make sense. I'm sorry. Never has, never will.

[causesciencethatswhy]

Solo's are not your friends

An advice to any ot7 shippers or heavy biased armys, please for the love of God follow accounts that are not just centred around the two or one member you heavily bias. If you find yourself constantly buying into the idea that your favourite member is being heavily mistreated and is the biggest victim of the evil company then please realise you've found yourself in an echo chamber.

This echo chamber consists of people who are either full solos or halfway into solo territory. Talking with actual ot7 armys and keeping up with what the members are actually saying in good faith will help you see for yourself how manipulative and downright abusive a lot of solo/shipper narratives can be.

This is not me trying to say that Hybe is a perfect company that can do no wrong. It has messed up at multiple occasions for each member, even the ones some people consider here as the company favourites. It is why I don't think any of it is a malicious attempt but simply missteps and over presumptions on their half on armys and their reasons for supporting bangtan.

If the only people who are giving you updates on each member are solos who've already made up their minds that their fav is the true victim and everyone in the group secretly hates their fav and our conspiring against them, then you're setting yourself up for an absolute miserable experience. The victimising narratives are not just harmful to the members and their autonomy but also to the fan who feels like they're in a constant war to rescue their fav member from the 'great evil' that is bangtan. It's all very manipulative and mentally taxing.

So please I beg diversify your timelines with not just ot7 armys but other interests you may have as well. While bangtan are the comfort zones for many people myself included, I'm not going to pretend that the constant intense discourse has not impacted my own mental health multiple times. Take a break from them if you're feeling too overwhelmed, they'll always be there doing their own things.

Loving bangtan for me has been one of my longest experiences in any fandom ever, and one way I've kept that love alive has been through taking well spaced breaks and watching original content outside of what online spaces have been saying.

And repeat with me : Solo's are all antis.

Take care of yourself, and like namjoon said protect yourself now .

[mrs-monaghan]

The way Jikookers giggling about abo ff Wkorea wrote about Jikook because one of editor is friends with JM and Jk thinking he knows whats up...while the title literally says : ' BROmance ' 💀

Yeah Bromance.

Jikook bros. Wbk

My friends and I will be taking shots each time Jikook call eo bro during AYS. Maybe it will dilute all the other gay stuff they'll be up to. 😏

[sklives]

Credit to Archiri Usagi in Instagram

Listening some music and, as always, they came up in my mind.

[goldenalbum]

genuinely cannot stress it enough that some of you need to go touch some fucking grass. the amount of shit ass takes i see on the daily about how jungkook is a disappointment, sellout, not creative, etc just because he dared to sing some adult songs he didn't write is actually fucking baffling. are you well? like are yall okay??? when is the last time you saw sunlight? you wont find it with your head up your ass. 🙂

[armpirate]

Anti-romantic || JJk | Ch. 36

Pairings: Boxer!Jungkook x fem!reader || Enemies to lovers, neighbors

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, curse, illegal boxing, violence

Warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook x reader, smut, dirty talk, curse, mention of tarot and fate

Summary: Jungkook had always been carefree when it came to love. He always believed he was worth sharing himself with everyone, and thought it was selfish of him to ever think of keeping himself exclusive to just one person.

And maybe that was exactly what got him into the big problem he was in.

A curse that kept him away from love didn't seem an issue for him. The fact that his ex-girlfriend thought he'd be affected by the idea of the girls he slept with running away from him after sex was ridiculous. She actually did him a favor, and took a burden away from him.

At least that was what he thought at first.

He had never found himself thinking of the possibility of repeating with neither of his hook ups, because they disappeared before he was able to even think about it. But when he makes the mistake of sleeping with the sexy neighbor that lives in front of him, he finds himself hoping to get the chance for a second round every time their paths cross.

Y/n hated him the second he set foot inside the building by the way he started making her life a miserable mess for no reason. Sleeping with him was a big mistake she wasn't thinking of repeating. At least not until he came up with the excuse that she rejected him for a curse. Not only she thought he was annoying, but she was also convinced he was crazy. 

There was no way she could take him seriously.

Aprox. time of reading: 18 minutes

Chapter warnings: smut, female masturbation, protected sex, dirty talk

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Jungkook sat across from Carly, the tension between them palpable. He was surprised she allowed him to step inside her apartment again after how things ended the last time. He was convinced he wouldn't need to be there, because Y/n didn't believe in it, and something deep inside him didn't want to believe it was actually working -after he naively ate it up for years.

—Carly, I need your help.

—Is this about the curse? —she eyed him up over her cup, barely dedicating an attentive glance at him.

—Please —Jungkook leaned forward, his voice low but urgent—. You have to undo this. It'll ruin everything.

She left her cup back on the coffee table, crossing one leg over the other while she kept her serious look.

—I told you when we parted ways, I told you the other day, and I'll say it again: Jungkook, you brought this on yourself. Either way, you seemed quite happy when I first told you. You even thanked me.

He clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

—Fuck, Carly —he sighed—. I know what I did back then, I know what I said, and I'd punch myself in the face if I had me in front right now. That doesn't mean I don't think differently.

Carly's expression softened slightly, though she tried to hide it. Her tongue moved through her lips, making them shiny down the golden light of the lamp over their heads and her eyes narrowed.

—Will you be willing to do anything to take it back?

—Yes, anything.

—Then get naked on my bed and make me have a good time —she looked carelessly while saying those words—. A throwback.

His face twisted in disgust almost at the same time that idea left her lips. Four months back, he probably would've dragged Carly to her bed mid-sentence. Actually, four months back he wouldn't have been there begging her to take back the curse.

—What crack are you on? No.

—Why not? Y/n wouldn't know. I for sure wouldn't tell her.

—I don't care. I'd know.

Her eyes opened slightly, going back to their natural shape, as she was lightened with the key words to get her to believe him.

—Look, you're beautiful —the last thing Jungkook needed was her to feel offended by his rejection—, but Y/n is more beautiful. And before you curse me again —he warned her, when she was about to speak—, what I mean is that she's the only one in my eyes. I can't even think of being with someone else, short-term, long-term, I don't care. I want her to be the only one in my life, and I want her to stay in my life —he specified—. Shit, I think I love her.

—You think so? —her hands dropped to her lap— That "think" doesn't go in that sentence, you love her —she clarified—. And calm down, big boy, I don't want anything to do with you, it was a test.

Jungkook was hopeful when her eyes looked at him with a kindness he recognized from the days they saw each other, but the sigh that came out right after gave him the worst of the feelings.

—I'd love to help you, seriously. But I can't.

—What do you mean you can't? Fix it —Jungkook insisted, desperation creeping into his tone—. I'm begging you. I need this to be done before things go bad. I can't lose her because of this.

Carly blinked, the walls she'd built around her emotions cracking just a little.

—There's more to it, right?

There was, but she didn't need to know. And he wasn't sure saying out loud what he was hiding was going to make things better.

—Jungkook, I'm sorry. I was hurt when I did it. I wanted you to feel what I felt.

Jungkook exhaled, running a hand through his hair, hiding half of his face behind his tattooed hand before looking at her again.

—You know, I've had this curse present in my life since we parted ways. I was so happy about it, the only thing that scared me was it disappearing —he admitted, with a bitter smile—. And now I'm so fucking terrified of not getting rid of it.

Carly hesitated, guilt flashing in her eyes. She placed her cup down, folding her hands on the table.

—I don't think your spell is reversible.

Jungkook's heart dropped.

—What do you mean, you don't think?

—If you remember the words I used... —she trailed off, looking genuinely remorseful— I said you'd be repaid with everything you did to others. Jungkook, it wasn't a normal love curse. What I threw on you was a karma spell. I wanted to make sure you went through hell before being able to be loved back by someone.

Jungkook stared at her, his chest tightening.

—So I'm stuck with this forever?

—No —Carly shook her head—. The curse will go away when you confront all the karma you have pending. Only then, the curse will disappear.

He leaned back in his seat, defeated. For a moment, the weight of everything crashed down on him. He was sure karma was out to get him, but he wasn't sure the levels of the pain he'd have to go through to overcome it.

The rest of the day didn't go any better.

Jungkook stormed into his gym, thankful it remained closed for that day and Jimin wasn't there to ask him what was wrong, his footsteps heavy with frustration. He slammed the door to his office, breathing heavily, his hands shaking with pent-up rage.

Without thinking, he started kicking everything in his path -chairs, a stack of papers, even a punching bag that was hanging just a little too close to the edge of the room. His chest heaved as his anger spilled out in the most physical way he knew how. It wasn't enough, though. None of it was enough to shake the hopelessness.

Suddenly, one particularly hard kick sent a file cabinet wobbling, and an old, thick file tumbled to the ground, scattering its contents across the floor. Jungkook paused, staring at the mess. The file folder had the date "November 2021" written in bold, faded letters. Curiosity tugged at him, pushing aside his frustration for just a moment.

He knelt down, gathering the papers into a pile, when something caught his eye -a photograph. His brow furrowed as he pulled the picture out from the pages. The image showed a familiar face. A face he had seen before, but not here. His heart stopped for a beat, and he was sure the office started turning in circles around him.

It was Y/n's brother.

His breath hitched as his eyes scanned the attached form -an application for the gym, with dates, contact details, and fight records. There, written in black and white, was everything. Y/n's brother had been a member. He was a fighter in that very gym, although he didn't manage to see him.

Jungkook's hands began to tremble as he flipped through more pages, trying to piece together the puzzle that was unfolding in front of him. Then, it hit him like a punch to the gut. The date of Y/n's brother's last fight -his final fight- was there. The same night he had been killed.

November 2021... He remembered that month he had one bad injury that kept him away from the gym. He was barely around there, he didn't even train people because he had someone else do it for him that worked there before the gym turned to be his. The only times he went to the gym were because Elijah showed up, and he knew Jimin hated to be alone with him.

The line of the 21...

Mercy Stroke...

The day his last fight happened, he remembered he was so out of himself that he didn't even pay attention to who was competing. Elijah wanted him there, because he was a good fighter, and Jungkook barely looked into it before he told Jimin to let him know.

When he learned the news of his accident, he got so scared that he promised he wouldn't send any other fighter if he could avoid it. And he missed every update related to it because his family was too involved in the case. He was even hopeful he managed to survive, and he wasn't part of the cursed line of the 21. Yet he was wrong.

Now everything made sense for him.

His stomach churned with nausea as realization dawned on him. Jungkook had been the one who sent him to that fight.

—Shit... —he whispered, his voice hoarse as guilt washed over him in waves.

Jungkook's entire body felt heavy, as if the weight of this discovery might crush him. Y/n didn't know. She had no idea about his role in it. How could he tell her? After everything they'd been through, after she finally started to open up to him, how could he admit that he had unknowingly led her brother to his death?

He dropped the papers, running his hands through his hair in desperation. He couldn't tell her. Not now. Not after she'd confessed she liked him. Not after they had gotten this close. He couldn't destroy everything -couldn't be the one to break her heart again.

The familiar clatter of keyboards and phones buzzing filled the newsroom, but Y/n's focus was elsewhere.

She was smiling like a fool just thinking about the way Jungkook looked so peaceful in her bed, sleeping while she was getting ready for work. It was almost as if he hadn't pumped her into her so hard that she could feel and hear the way her guts were rearranging the night before. Although what had her kicking her feet under her desk and giggling was the way he showered her body with kisses, whispering into her ear sweet nothings until she fell asleep in his arms.

Who would've told her that man was good at annoying her, but even better at making her nervous with just a word.

She leaned over her desk, mindlessly scrolling through old case notes about the current article she was working on, trying to focus back on her work and kick Jungkook away even if it was for a minute.

Just as she was about to give up for the day, her phone buzzed with a new message. Her eyes flicked to the screen, and she saw the name that instantly caught her attention: Alan.

It had been long since she last heard of him. Actually, it had been long since she found a new hint to follow in the investigation. Not even Jungkook managed to find anything to hold onto, despite how hard he tried. It had stalled, and it felt like they were constantly running into dead ends.

"I have info. Prize: coffee and a donut"

Y/n wanted to be excited for that message, but the truth was that Alan took way too long to give her something to catch on. And last time he did, it wasn't something that actually worked for her.

Although she was planning on having breakfast with Jackie, she had to leave it for another day, as she hurriedly made her way to the door to get to the cafeteria where they always met whenever he had good information.

—Coffee first —Alan rushed her, when Y/n was about to speak before sitting in front of him.

Her eyes rolled at his petition, but she gave in. Her stomach closed just at the idea of getting back to a place that didn't have anything for her, so she just crossed her arms over her chest while she watched her source gulping down the milked coffee and giving huge bites to his donuts.

—Do you only eat when I pay for it or what? —she asked, eyebrows furrowing.

—Funny.

—I know —she ironically smiled—. Can you say what that text was about? I'm on my break, and as much as watching you eat is a show, I have to get back to work, and I'd like not to go back with the uncertainty.

—My source... —he swallowed after chewing only two times— they gave me a location that could have something.

—Last time you said the same, and I ended up in front of a Walmart.

—No —he moved his tongue over his teeth—. I made sure it was a real location. The owner is one big asshole, but they assured me he has high knowledge on what you need to know.

When Y/n looked down at the piece of paper he was handing her, she frowned at the familiarity of the place. She was sure she had seen that address somewhere.

Corner of 14th and Ashland, near the old warehouse district.

—Okay, so —she smiled at him, getting up from the table—. Thank you.

—Wait, where are you going? Aren't you paying for this?

But Y/n smirked to herself, not looking back as she made her way out of the cafeteria to go back to her office.

As she sat back at her desk, Y/n knew the next step was clear: she had to go to that gym. Whatever she uncovered there could finally give her the answers she'd been chasing for so long, and whoever that new person was, she was sure Jungkook would manage to get information out of him in case she wasn't able to.

Although she didn't expect to need Jungkook to get information out of himself.

As soon as she finished the shift, she made her way to that address, double checking the paper, the number and the place to confirm she was in the right place. Of course it was familiar, Alan already gave her that same address after she managed to attend the first boxing party.

Either Alan gave her the wrong location, or his source thought Jungkook would have new information since he's almost every weekend in those boxing parties.

The rhythmic thud of Jungkook's fists hitting the heavy bag echoed through the space, sharp and deliberate. Each punch landed with a deep, muffled whump, the sound of knuckles striking padded leather reverberating off the concrete walls. The chain above the bag rattled lightly with every impact, a metallic clink following each hit as the bag swung back and forth. Between the punches, there was only the soft squeak of his sneakers shifting on the floor, followed by the steady inhale and exhale of his breath, punctuating the otherwise quiet room. The silence seemed to amplify every movement, making each blow feel heavier, more powerful. And despite the silence of his gym, the noise in his head was so loud that he didn't hear Y/n coming in.

Despite knowing him for four months, and seeing him fight once, she had never seen him so focused, so careful on each hit he landed. He seemed like a whole different person.

—Wow, what has that bag done to you? —she interrupted him.

Hearing her voice was like a sudden light being shed among his darkness, dragging him back to reality.

—It has earned a few punches.

—Bad day?

—You have no idea.

Because if she had any idea, she probably would leave him and move out, as far as possible so he wouldn't find her ever again.

—Whose balls do I need to kick? —she walked towards him.

—If you're planning on doing something with someone's balls...

The sentence got stuck in his throat, with a bit of air, when Y/n laid a punch in his stomach, forcing him to bend over a little. He got up shortly after, although his eyes escaped hers as soon.

—Is this because of your mom? —she tried to know, his eyes flying fast on hers.

—Tss, she could only wish I gave a fuck about her. It's... —how was he going to be able to tell her the truth when she looked at him with stars in her eyes?— a fight was canceled last minute. That's it. What are you doing here?

—Oh, hmm —she lifted the piece of paper—. Alan called me this morning, telling me his source had a big fish with a huge mouth, and supposedly he had good information. So, unless it's Jimin, I think I'm back at square one.

—He sent you here?

—Hmm —she nodded, her hum sounding the most disappointed he had ever heard from her—. It's okay, though. I guess we aren't that far.

"We". Jungkook's guts squirmed inside of him when she referred to them as a team.

—So I'm a big fish with a huge mouth? —he asked, trying to distract himself from his own thoughts.

The louder his voice was, the more quiet his mind kept.

—I know you have something big, but that's all I can recall.

—So, am I big? —he walked towards her, unhooking the velcro around his right wrist with his teeth.

—Huge.

—Ouhh —he was satisfied with her answer, walking dangerously towards her.

—Your ego —she stopped him, before his hopes could get any higher.

—My ego, huh? —he threw away his boxing gloves.

—Yup.

—Let me show you how big my ego is, then.

A little scream and a giggle unconsciously left her lips when he first lifted her body, motioning her to wrap her legs around his hips. Her lips tasted bitter, probably because of the coffee she usually drank around that time -and which she probably got on her way to the gym-, yet she also tasted so sweet that the urge to have her installer in his system.

—Thank god you're wearing a dress —he groaned against her lips.

"Thank god" she seconded in her head.

The second kiss was adamant, hungry, both of them knowing exactly what they needed and how they needed it.

Jungkook walked blindly to the small ring that was at the end of the gym -and which was barely used-, to let her sit at the edge. Their hips were still at the same level, allowing them to rub their pelvis together, both of them levitating a bit by the feeling.

—Babe, you drive me so fucking insane.

—I can feel it —she mumbled against his neck.

Her lips moved lower on his jaw, trapping the soft skin in between her teeth to suck in tight, making Jungkook groan when she moved her tongue around the squeezed spot.

He used to hate those marks, he always avoided waking up with a hickey anywhere in his body, but with her he loved them. She could mark him however she wanted, he was going to show off the sign of where he belonged with pride.

She moved her tongue over the reddish spot, moving up to his earlobe to have him squirm and flinching his body.

—Didn't you learn your lesson last night? You don't know what you cause when you do that.

—Honey, I know —she purred against his piercings before finally facing him again—. And that's exactly why I'm doing it.

His tongue dived inside her mouth, just to meet up with hers. Her response was always so immediate, so quick, like she always waited for him, like she always wanted to complement the other half. And that alone made his knees feel like rubber.

—I'd love to sink my mouth in you and taste you, but fuck... Once I go down your pussy, I might need, at least, one hour to fully satisfy myself.

And Y/n knew he meant it. The other night was proof enough for her.

—I'd love to have your tongue on me —she whispered against his lips—, but we both know I need your cock more now.

—Let me get a condom.

Y/n giggled when she saw him run to his office, disappearing behind the door. Although the cuteness was soon replaced by the way her body was burning for Jungkook, her core throbbing just with the glimpses of what was going to happen between them.

It took her a quick movement and her panties were around her wrist, her fingers moved down to her clit before she could be aware of them, with her head falling back over the ropes on her back while her eyes closed.

And Jungkook almost fell to his knees when he came back with that vision. He was convinced Y/n wasn't real, she had to be a product of his imagination.

—Are you going to stare for too long? —she asked, slowly opening her eyes, without stopping his movements, to confirm she was indeed real— Just to change the speed.

—If you move those fingers again, I promise I'll tie you up tonight.

More than a threat, that sounded like the juiciest promise he could think of.

He walked towards her, at the same time he did the knot that kept his sweatpants from falling, before he was back in between her legs. Y/n moved her fingers away from her core, moving them up to Jungkook's lips, which he immediately opened to taste her in her digits. At first, his eyes remained closed, but when he moved up from the middle of her fingers to the tips, he locked eyes with her, at the same time he wrapped his length around the latex.

His tip slicked through her folds, helping him on his plan of teasing her as he tapped over her swollen clit, or just rubbed himself against it, earning more than one warning.

In a matter of minutes, her sweater was rolled up over her chest, just so Jungkook could suck on her nipples as he pounded into her against the ring.

The gasps from exhaustion from twenty minutes back were turned into pleasure ones every time he sank in her, the dry sound of punches turned into the humid sounds of their bodies colliding against one another with each thrust.

Jungkook thrust so hard at some point that she was convinced she was going to fly over the surface, although his digits dented on her flesh to make sure it didn't happen.

She wasn't going away from him, not even a millimeter.

Her moans were more constant, her fingers were holding onto his locks while digging in his scalp, her legs frantically swang with his powerful movements.

—Kook —she warned him, his name leaving as a moan landed directly in his ear as she had her cheek against his.

—I know —he kissed her chin—. I got you, babe.

Six thrusts more and she melted in his arms, with her whine echoing in the emptiness of those four walls, and Jungkook joining her with a smudged groan as he left an open-mouthed kiss on her shoulder.

—Y/n —he called her, gasping for air.

—I know —she nodded, eyes closed as she tried to get some air back.

—No, you don't —he warned her—. I doubt you know how fucking in love I am with you.

The air didn't go past her throat when he said those words. Out of all the things she expected Jungkook to say after having sex with her, a confession wasn't among them.

—W... What?

—You drive me crazy, and not because I'm balls deep in you. You drive me so crazy, really, and I hate it, but at the same time it feels so good —his forehead rested on hers, while his palm caressed her cheek—. You're like the one Wi-Fi connection that actually works in a coffee shop -unexpected, frustrating at times, but I'd totally lose my mind without you. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is... congrats, you've ruined me. And I'm okay with that. Actually, I don't want it to stop. I need it to keep growing until...

She interrupted him before he could go on with that vomit of words that only kept linking one sentence to another that had the same meaning. Y/n was sure that if she didn't stop it, he probably would go on that way for another ten minutes.

—Did you compare me with free wifi?

—You compared me with a discount the other day, so I guess we're set.

Her fingers nervously played with the hairs on his nape, wondering whether she should say what she felt. She liked Jungkook, she was awfully attracted to him, but she wasn't sure to call it love. And if it was love, she certainly wasn't ready to say those words out loud.

Jungkook saw through her hesitation, linking their lips together to ease her mind as she helped her hop down the ring.

—Let's go home —his lips were soft on her temple—. It's your turn to pay for the Chinese.

—Are you sure you don't want to go for a second round?

—Nice try —he pecked her lips—. Put your panties on, and let's go. 

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[mrspark7777777]

https://twitter.com/dailyjmthv/status/1709569065394843941

I really wonder what's his relationship with her. This is 2nd time he commenting on videos of her..it's chaewon from lessaefim

That's like the 17th time he's played, sang and danced to Jimin's song. I really wonder what's his relationship with him 🤔

[songrhia77]

People need to chill!!

I still see people in social media going Jikook did not meet on JK’s birthday. I was just watching a reel on insta which had clips of Jimin’s live, and I see such comments there as well! Like seriously?? 😒

OMG!!! Some people just don’t get tired to figure out ways to prove that Jikook don’t see each other often or are not close. And that Jungkook met the whole wide world except Jimin on his birthday! 🤦‍♀️

All because Jimin said “Jungkook is busy. I talked to him on the phone yesterday.”?

For all we know the entire story could have been “Jungkook is busy, I talked to him yesterday and today we spent some time together before I went for the Dior event!” He could have simply just not confirmed the 2nd part of the story. 🤷‍♀️

Or he could have gone to meet him after the live. There are many possibilities right? We don’t expect them to share their entire schedule with us.

We know how Jimin likes to share minimal details with us. I mean even his “house tour” was mostly ceiling views and 2 rooms which I doubt most people would be interested in! 🥲

People really need to find some hobby other than going to any kind of Jikook related posts/ videos and commenting to prove that they hate each other! 😡

Anyways, I found this photo in my gallery today and it helped calm down my nerves. 💜

I love these 2!! 🥹

[causesciencethatswhy]

And fuck solos always in this house. I bet they're already cooking up conspiracy theories on how x member was coerced because they would rather their fav member be a victim and in a bad situation than admit they're wrong 🤷‍♀️

[notyouraryang0dd3ss]

"I’ve seen too many people streaming her album, muted on their phones all day and night long, so it gets streams." I'm an army (bts fan) and our fandom has fanbases that study how spotify and other platforms work in order to increase our numbers, because unlike taylor swift, bts does not have support from the gp and suffers a lot of xenophobia, in addition to the boycott that it happens. I can honestly say that listening to ttpd on mute will not increase streams, spotify filters the stream if you hear anything on mute. I know you probably don't like bts but I wanted to share this with you since I hate taylor swift and the swifties, especially because swifties were being racist against bts, and last year it got worse since jungkook released his solo album

omg we got an army here…tell us your secrets

well swifties…there you have it muting your devices will not bump the streaming numbers!!!

that doesn’t surprise me. ever since bts went inactive swifties rose up and think they’re unprecedented in taylor’s level of fame/wealth. its on trend with their racism and pretending other artists of color havent achieved more international success. i swear they have amnesia and forgot how HUGE bts was not even 2 years ago. afaik taylor’s never been invited to the white house and it must be secretly killing her inside

im not here to be a kpop stan ofc i just know a lot of stan twitter/tumblr lore (bc bts was way big on tumblr in like 2015-16). poor jungkook tho :(