#jk ideal type asks

[joonberriess]

𓆩♡𓆪 “booty so big, lord have mercy,” — jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — creampies!! , protected and then unprotected sex, mean jk, smutty smut, based off of a ask, talks of pregnancy, pouty y/n bc she hates condoms, a little degradation, jk’s ass obsession plays a big part here !

It's soft and it jiggled. A lot.

Jungkook had this weird obsession with your tits sure, but your ass? That man worshipped it. You in general fit as his ideal type, he loved every single part of you. From your pretty little smile down to your soft plushy thighs.

If Jungkook had to name something he loved (body wise) it had to be both your ass and tits. You were so soft all over he couldn't resist himself. Whenever he'd come over after a long day in classes or at work the first thing he did was lay down and bury his face between those soft mounds of pure heaven.

An added bonus was the fact that you smelled like strawberries. As for your ass, now that was a whole different story.

He always had his hand resting on it, occasionally squeezing or slapping it for fun. He liked the way it jiggled a lot, especially when he fucked you. Whenever he fucked you from behind his eyes would drift down and watch as your cheeks clapped back against his pelvis. He loved it even more whenever he left handprints..

Jungkook knew he was lucky, and he was always smug about it whenever he heard other men complain about how you were taken already. He didn't have to lay his claim over you, one call of your name and you were running to him like a lovesick puppy. You losing interest? Not a chance.

You didn't seem to mind the obsession with your bottom, in fact you welcomed it! You always felt safe and sound in his arms, but him holding your ass cheek in his sleep? That was a win. You almost couldn't sleep if he didn't have his hand on you.

The same thing could be said about your tits. You loved having his marks all over and didn't seem to mind if he slept on them. One of your guilty pleasures you enjoyed was whenever he suckled on your nipple like a baby while he dozed off. It made you sleepy if anything.

Which leads you to your next point, the sex. Now, you both never used condoms or bothered with them because you were on birth control and so far nothing out of the ordinary happened. There was always that tiny percentage of pregnancy happening but you two just said fuck it.

It was highly risky given the amount of times Jungkook came in you. By some miracle from the Gods above somehow you still hadn't gotten pregnant. Jennie would nag about using protection and taking the extra measure to secure no pregnancy. You would whine to her that condoms didn't feel the same!

"But-but, Jennie!" You whine loudly, "I hate the rubber, I hate it, I hate it." You fuss angrily as you give her a little glare.

Jennie rose a brow, "Do you like babies y/n? Would you like to throw your twenties away for a brat?" She puts her hands on her hips disappointedly.

You stare at her with a sad look, "But my baby would be cute."

"And you look cuter without a child, your point?" She rolls her eyes, "You're barely even completing your second year of college you are not ready for a child."

"How about next year?" You tilt your head, giving her a ditzy smile.

Jennie sighs, "How 'bout no?" Your pout deepens and you turn away.

Needless to say you thought about it a lot, and while you did want a baby sometime and would be happy to be pregnant with Jungkook, Jennie was right. You needed to finish school first and start your career before settling down. Plus if you were pregnant that meant you couldn't go to parties with Jungkook anymore.

.... :(

You begrudgingly agreed to the condom idea, reciting in your head this was for your own good and his own good. You bring it up to him over dinner one night when he takes you out to get some late night food.

Jungkook was in the middle of grilling the meat when you spoke up, "Jennie said we should use condoms." You softly say as you watch him flip the meat to grill on the other side.

"Did she?" Jungkook says, not looking up from the task at hand, "And how do you feel about that?"

"I think we should.." You trail off, already grumpy and sour from thinking about having to use them, " 's to make sure I don't get pregnant."

Jungkook hums, "Okay." He says as he looks up at you, "If it's what you want we'll go get some after this."

You whine, "But-but," you pout sadly and give him puppy eyes, "you're not supposed to agree! I hate them."

"Baby," he laughs, "what do you mean? I don't think you know how it works, if you don't like something you have the ultimate say. I'm not going to get angry because you want to use protection." He says calmly whilst placing a few pieces of meat on your plate.

You begrudgingly glare at him, "I know.." You mumble softly and pick your chopsticks up, "I'll think about it, and when I feel ready can we stop?"

"I don't know baby, will we? Up to you." Jungkook says with a hum, "We'll do whatever you want."

The rest of dinner goes smoothly, he pays and drives you both to the nearest convenience store that's a block away from your apartment. "I'm going to get snacks." You smile giddily, already forgetting about what you two originally came for.

"Shit get me some starbursts or something." Jungkook calls out as you both split up to get your respective items.

You eagerly grab your beloved snacks, carrying a little basket around as you grab a cup of ice for a peach tea or something. Jungkook occasionally looks back at you but doesn't say anything when you push past him with a tiny "excuse me".

"Ready?" Jungkook grins, box of condoms already tossed into basket.

"Yeah." You mumble softly, snuggling into his side as you wait for the person in line to pay for their items.

Luckily the cashier doesn't care much about the condoms given that some have the tendency to be nosy and judgmental. You both pay for your items and head out to the car.

"Wait," you fuss over Jungkook and reach over to clean his cheek, "there."

He chuckles softly and starts the car, "You're cute." He sets his hand on your thigh like usual and gets going back to your apartment.

Jennie's car isn't in the parking lot lucky for you, you both head up and go right into your bedroom. "Hi Luna," you coo softly at your little bunny who's sitting in your bed thumping her little legs on the bed excitedly.

"I missed you too." You softly pout, leaning over the bed to caress her little head and smooch it. You don't bat an eye when Jungkook passes by and smacks your ass as he flops on the other side of the bed.

"You want one?" He offers, holding out the bag of candies you had picked out for him.

You shake your head and climb into bed with him, gently setting Luna on the floor as she hops away to her tiny home you have set up somewhere off next to your desk. "I wanna watch My Hero, the villain arc was pretty cool.." You mumbled softly and grabbed your remote.

Jungkook hums with a nod, not verbally replying as he's busy eating his candy. You manage to put the episode on and then turn to snuggle into his side, a leg tossed over his waist as you hug him. "Can I have one now?"

He tilts the bag towards you and you happily take a few to snack on while the episode starts. Jungkook gets comfy with you and wraps a arm around your waist, setting his hand flat against your ass, squeezing the cheek and rubbing his thumb against it.

You smile happily and snuggle close. Like every other night when you're with him Jungkook rubs his hand on your ass and occasionally squeezes it. He's touchy so you don't mind, but you know he's getting horny when he starts to lose all interest in the anime and starts kissing on your neck.

His lips press against your neck and sucks on a small patch of skin. His hand squeezes you tighter before trailing up to the curve of your waist, squeezing you there instead. You quietly sigh, eyes fluttering closed as you lean into his touch, "Jungkook," you whine.

Jungkook hums quietly, pulling away and going to another unmarked area on your neck to leave hickeys. His fingers press deeply on your hips as he noisily sucks on your neck. You can feel your pussy quiver and begin to grow wetter from his teasing.

"Turn over for me." Jungkook whispers against your neck, "Want to see that pretty ass baby."

You bite back a mewl and slowly turn over, raising your hips as you reach to yank your panties down. Jungkook easily helps you with that as he tears them down and tosses them into a random corner in your room. He lifts your hips up so your ass is in the air and your chest is on the bed.

"Damn," he mutters as he massages your soft cheek before suddenly bringing his hand down to smack it, watching it ripple in satisfaction. "So fucking sexy." He licks his lips.

A little groan escapes your lips as you turn to eye him with a pleading gaze. "Want it," you wiggle your ass side to side, "please?"

Jungkook smacks your ass one more time before he leans over to rummage through the bag of snacks, looking for the box of condoms. "Shit, give me a sec baby," he grunts as he finally finds the box and brings it out, tearing it open and tossing it somewhere as he brings the condom up to his mouth, tearing the foil.

You giggle quietly and lift yourself on your elbows, "You're so slowwww."

"Hush," Jungkook slips his sweats down to reveal his hard cock, "you're just a whiny little slut." He grins teasingly as he rolls the condom down on his cock.

You bite your lip in arousal from his words, pussy practically dripping. He taps the tip against your pussy, rubbing up and down your folds. You brace your hands on the bed in anticipation and look back at him, “Kook,” you plead softly.

Jungkook hums, “Stay still.” He reaches down with his free hand to steady you, cock against your hole before he presses in.

You inhale sharply, biting down on your lip as you suppress a quiet little moan. He fills you slowly, cock breaching your little pussy as you struggle to take him all in a smooth stride. His cock throbs a little and you’re angrily reminded of the stupid rubber in the way.

“I said to sit still,” Jungkook smacks your ass hard, “haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re cock drunk.” He gives a disappointed ‘tsk’ as he swats at your other ass cheek.

A loud cry escapes your lips and you deep your arch, hands fisting the sheets tightly. “B-But-But, I want it!” You angrily kick your feet, turning your head to shoot him a deep glare.

Jungkook grabs the back of your head and forces you back down, “And I said to wait.” He licks his lips, “Dumb little slut can’t even listen to simple instructions. Isn’t that right? ‘s long as you got a cock in you you’re happy aren’t you baby?” He coos.

You drool a little into the pillow and you find yourself pushing back against him despite the latter telling you not to. You force his cock deeper inside, ass flush to his hips as you wiggle around. Jungkook grunts in surprise as he manages to swat you once more before holding you still.

“Little brat.” He grunts, “You want my cock that badly? Was going to treat you like the princess you are,” he tuts as he then uses you for leverage, hips slamming into yours, “looks like that’s not happening.”

A loud cry bubbles out of your throat, you feel him start up a brutal pace. Right from the get-go the room is filled with wet smacks and loud thumping. He drives his cock into you, hitting those spots you love. It causes your pussy to grow wetter around him.

“Look at you,” he huffs out breathlessly, “always so good to me, taking me like a good girl.” He licks his lips and grabs both of your ass cheeks as he holds each cheek, “That’s right baby, throw it back for me.”

You whine loudly and brace your hands on the bed as you do your best to move back on him. Your ass jiggles in his hold as you manage to fuck yourself back on his cock. You set the pace, mewling and moaning in pleasure as he fills you over and over again.

“J-Jungkook..!” You gasp out, eyes teary and thighs shaky.

He hums lowly and smacks both of your cheeks, hips still as he watches you fuck yourself on his cock. There’s a audible squelching noises whenever you push back, a ring of creamy white forms around the base of his cock. He suddenly misses the feeling of you making a mess around him.

Jungkook slaps your ass harshly and pins you down, taking over once again as he slams his hips into yours. You cry out in pleasure and brace yourself against the headboard. Jungkook fucks you with all he’s got, like he’s taking his anger out on you or something.

“Fuck,” he moans out, “doing so good for me, wish I could fill your pretty pussy up.” His hips stutter at the mention of coming inside of you.

Your eyes water, vision blurred from the pleasure as you bite down on the pillow to muffle your moans. Jungkook moves his hands up to grip your waist, pounding you deeply as he aims his cock to hit your g-spot with every brush.

“You gonna cum for me baby?” He coos softly.

You nod rapidly and reach between your shaky thighs to rub your clit in fast circles. The pleasure spikes up drastically and Jungkook lets out a soft moan when your pussy tightens around his cock.

“So tight,” he whispers out as he rolls his hips faster and faster.

Your hips jolt, pushing back on his cock firmly as you suddenly cum. Your toes curl and you yelp loudly in pleasure, “Jungkook,” you gasp, “J-Jungkook..!” You whimper loudly.

“What is it baby?” He breathlessly asks.

“C-Cum,” you whimper loudly and squirm around, “want your cum in me.” You mewl.

Jungkook groans, “Fuck,” he wants to so badly but you had told him already, “wish I could baby.” He whispers, stomach coiling as he feels his cock twitch.

You turn to give him a teary puppy gaze, “Please,” you whisper back and reach behind you to part your cheeks for him, “want your cum in me, don’t care about the condom.”

He moans loudly and swiftly pulls out, yanking the condom off as he strokes his cock rapidly. “Fuck baby, hold yourself open for me.” His eyes focus on the way your small hands struggle to hold both of your cheeks apart for him.

Both of your holes were exposed for him, and it didn’t help that the fat of your ass spilled through your fingers. He threw his head back and suddenly pushed in, coming deep inside. “Fuck!”

You mewl happily and let your cheeks go, feeling them jiggle a little as you happily take all of his cum inside. “Mmmm,” you close your eyes and wiggle your hips side to side.

“So much for the condoms.” Jungkook murmured as he ran his palm over your ass slowly.

You smack your lips together sleepily and turn around to smile at him, “I hate them, can we never use them again?”

“Do you want to be my baby mama?” Jungkook smirks back at you.

“Hmmmm… maybe. Not yet.” You giggle loudly as he tackles you, planting face kisses all over you as the night goes on.

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[jungkookschin]

to err is to love

synopsis: planning your twins' mario theme bday party with your baby daddy/ex husband makes you start to feel weird things .. but no, you will not walk down that path again !!!

word count: 6k

pairing: dilf!jk /ex husband!jk / ceo!jk x afab reader

genre: fluff, angst, comedy, jk and oc's rich friends spoil their kids 🙄, guest appearance from g idle and enha

authors note: if u have any comments plss put it in the asks bc this is a secondary account😭ily all, this may be a part of a series if the feedback is good. i have winter break for the next three weeks so im popping these fics out very quickly!

read the first drabble here!

to err is to love masterlist

They say you find the purest love on earth by looking into your mother's eyes- and you've never really understood that until you had your own kids.

The pure adoration you have for your children is unimaginable, indescribable, unmeasurable. Your heart aches, is inter-permeated with the sweetest types of love when you think about your children. Menial tasks like simply waking them up for school in the morning, drool on the corner of their small mouths, have your very being beaming with captivation. Even the tiniest gesticulations have you enchanted, an absolute fool for your kids. It takes constant internal berating to remind yourself your kids need discipline, but it's instinctive of you to spoil them, which is precisely why you often find yourself begging your friends to join the three of you in a late night game of Among Us.

Your love for your children is also why you agreed to co habitat with your ex-husband Jungkook.

You and Jungkook were victims of a young pregnancy, one that had you ripping your hair out when you peed on that stupid stick. Though not a teenage pregnancy, getting pregnant at the tender age of 22 wasn't the most ideal of situations. Who knew that such a horrific time in your life would turn into the greatest of blessings?

Jungkook was your first boyfriend; you consider him your first love, basically the only man in the world you have been in a serious relationship with.

The night after your second anniversary date, Jungkook decided that you had him way too obsessed to just let you waltz back into your home, practically having his balls in the palm of your hand. So he insisted that you stay in his car a little bit longer; he then abused his power as son of Jeon Enterprises to take you to one of his dad's luxury hotel rooms. Jeon Enterprises runs Korea's largest and most popular chain of hotels and casinos, and surely his father the CEO was livid once he discovered what his son had done.

His father called him up to his office, and Jungkook was gnawing on the inside of his cheeks when he took that elevator forty stories up. Jungkook took the berating pretty well- after all he had the best night of his life with the girl of his dreams. That was the second most angry he's ever seen his father.

The most angry he's ever seen his father was when he broke the news to his dad that you were pregnant. That day he took a pretty harsh beating that left his ass sore for weeks .

Flash forward seven years his dad is absolutely enamored with his grandchildren, being the principle contributor to how spoiled his kids are- but flash forward seven years later he's also lost you.

A couple years after your children were born, you and Jungkook had your dream wedding in Paris at only twenty four years of age, and three years after that was the grim and ugly divorce.

A series of grievances and humilation that were a result of your relationship left you so broken, and you would never forgive yourself if you allowed yourself to stay with him. For the sake of your children did your relationship remain amicable and cordial; you refused to let them grow up in a broken home.

Your little babies were Haru and Hina, and may or may not be named after your and Jungkook's favorite anime characters; but that's what the younger versions of yourselves decided on and are the names you've chosen for their precious little faces. Your fraternal twins are objectively the cutest little kids you've ever seen, even though you may be a teensy bit biased. Nonetheless the twins wonderfully compliment each other like the perfect peanut butter and jelly sandwhich, which is sorta expected- they literally have the same DNA.

Time has flown by, with your kids entering first grade. Hina's a little clumsy, still falling over her own feet despite having fine tuned her motor skills for the past four years, but luckily Haru's always there to pick her up and wipe the dust from her knees. Even so, your kids are kids, and often bicker and quarrel with each other. Often did you find yourself dragging one twin to a corner of the house whilst Jungkook drags the other somewhere else, sitting them down and having that stern mom/dad talk which encouraged them to love and forgive each other (which may be hypocritical because their parents weren't even capable of doing so). A nasty fight had you and Jungkook almost violently tearing your kids away from each other when Haru dropped a banana right in front of Hina's cart in Mario Kart. just when she was about to get second place.

In fact, it had taken a whole week for Haru and Hina to agree on a shared birthday party theme for their sixth birthday. You were convinced that they would never come to a unaninmous agreement, and almost made the plan to go with the "beach" theme, which you really didn't want to do because that was boring. So you were absolutely delighted when they waddled towards you and Jungkook at the dining table and announced that they wanted a Nintendo theme birthday.

It's yours and Jungkook's deep and profound shared love for your children that have you working so hard to make this party a success. The clock reads 3:40 AM, T minus ten hours until the party starts. Albeit, it would have been so much easier to simply hire a professional party planner, but you both felt so much more accomplished doing it yourself. You and your ex husband Jungkook sit on the floor of your living room, systematically reviewing the checklist of tasks that need to be completed before the start of the party. A giant easel with a huge notepad stands in the middle of the room, and you use a fat ass sharpie to write everything down.

"You'll pick up the cake at ten?" you ask, words muffled from the sharpie cap in your mouth.

Jungkook shakes his head. "Namjoon hyung said he'll bring it, so I'm free to help set up the bouncy house when the guys arrive."

You nod, drawing a fat check mark next to the boxes that read 'cake' and 'bounce house'. You falter in your actions before pondering aloud. "Would it be fucked up to ask Jake and Heeseung to pick up the pizza?"

Jake and Heeseung were your kids' babysitters/tutors for when neither you or Jungkook could be home. Hey, your kids didn't have the new iPad 5's for no reason; work had to be accomplished. Jake and Heeseung were still college students, but a relationship based on courteous trust between you and them had flourished, so you and Jungkook both whole heartedly trusted them to watch over the twins. Jake and Heeseung love your kids, and your kids love them- maybe a little too much. Haru exposed Hina's crush on Heeseung, which made her dad have a splitting headache and Hina burst into tears while she rolled around on the carpet.

They are still broke college kids, so you did feel somewhat guilty asking them to participate in the preparations for the kids' party, hence why you're verbalizing the inquiry to Jungkook.

Jungkook's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Why would it be fucked up? We pay each of them fifty dollars an hour, so they better be willing to do us some favors every once in a while."

"You're right, and I know we can count on them. Can you ask them in the groupchat?"

Jungkook does so immediately, and you check off the box that reads 'pizza'. You skim over the other boxes, one reading 'costumes', which refers to the handmade Mario and Princess Peach costumes you ordered. You check the box off, the costumes sitting in a box at the corner of the room.

Face paint? Check. Your friend Miyeon said she was happy and willing to paint the kids' faces. You would just have to reimburse her for the price of the materials.

Yoshi and Bowser mascots? Check. Jungkook's friends Hobi and Jimin were forced agreed to put on the bulky costumes to entertain the kids.

Decorations? Check. You and Jungkook collaborated on a plethora of the cutest DIY decorations- and you were absolutely enthralled with how they turned out. You used old Amazon cardboard boxes to create the item boxes in Super Mario; you used little headbands from the dollar tree to create Mario and Luigi hats for all the guests. AndyYou were particularly proud of the turf you used to create a grass-esque backdrop for the photobooth.

Balloons? Check.

Bubble guns? Check

You plop down on your couch, sinking into the welcoming beige leather of the sofa. "I think we're ready," you mumble aloud, stretching out your poor back muscles that were aching from hunching over.

Before your children's father can even sneak a word in, you’re shifting your body so that your head rests on the armchair, yawning dramatically from the vexing lassitude. “G’night.”

Jungkook smiles bitterly to himself at the sweet sight of you drowsing off.

You're awake just enough to feel him gently lift you bridal style, as if you are as light as a feather before he tiptoes up the stairs, careful not to make any thumping sounds that would wake up the kids. This isn't out of the ordinary. Despite not being together, he found himself carrying you and your children back to your respective rooms quite often. Jungkook often returned home late at night. after a long day of work at Jeon Enterprises, to find you and your little twins asleep on the couch, the TV still playing reruns of Ninjago- the twins' favorite show. Quite frankly he's surprised that they didn't ask for a Ninjago or Lego theme party.

Seeing the way you had each twin snug to your sides, your chest rising and falling while light snores escaped your lips made his heart twist and turn in indescribable ways.

The situation at hand is no different. "Wanna sleep in my room tonight?" Jungkook inquires softly, makes you lazily shake your head. "Too intimate," you sleepily mumble. "We're not together anymore, Koo."

Jungkook bites back a response and silently acquiesces. He walks toward your bedroom instead of his, still with gentle steps to make sure his children don't abruptly wake from their sleep. He gently sets you down on your full sized bed, pulling your thick comforters over your body to shelter you from the cold.

Just as he's about to leave, your fingers are reaching out to tug onto the hem of his oversized black tee. "Just tonight," you murmur, eyes still closed.

Jungkook silently nods, slipping into the bed with you. His breath hitches in his throat when you roll over and lean your head in the crook of his armpit, your hand sneaking up to rest on his chest. The familiar and intoxicating scent of your vanilla body spray debilitates his senses and makes his head dizzy.

It takes him a while to fall asleep that night.

-

"What the fuck?!" the blaring screech of your voice rapidly pulls Jungkook from his slumber. He rubs the crust from his eyes with a fist before blinking at his panicking baby mama who is pacing around the room.

"Did we- did we sleep together?" you whisper yell, as if your previous scream didn't already wake the kids up.

Jungkook sighs at your overt reaction, knowing that it was too good to be true for you to ever warm up to him. "No," he groggily responds, sitting up and resting his back against the bed frame. "We just fell asleep next to each other," he clarifies, somewhat dejectedly.

You huff, a pointer finger and thumb coming up to massage your pounding temples. "We can't do stuff like that!" you hiss behind gritted teeth, your hands thrown down petulantly, an incredulous look on your face, which just makes Jungkook scoff.

Jungkook pushes the comforters aside, sitting on the edge of the bed where he just buries his face into his palms and groans. "Yes Y/N, this is the worst thing in the world! God forbid that you lie next to the father of your children!" he enunciates exasperatingly, irritated that you are so unnecessarily and dramatically pulling your hair out at the mere idea of falling asleep next to him! Like he hasn't seen you butt naked; like he wasn't front row at the birth of his children.

You shoot him a dirty look. "We are not fighting on the day of our children's birthday party," you say sternly, eyebrows creased to show him how serious you are.

"I wasn't the one that started it," is all he mumbles before exiting the room, shutting the door a teeny bit harder than usual, the echo of door slamming leaving you somewhat shaken up.

-

"Thank you so much for bringing the pizza," you smile warmly at Heeseung, one of your kids' babysitters, a stark contrast to when you violently snatch the pizza boxes out of his hand and scurry toward the dining room table to arrange the pizzas around the cake.

Heeseung and Jake awkwardly trail behind you, unsure of what to do when you're basically prancing around the house making sure everything is in order.

"The decorations look amazing Ms. L/N," Jake speaks up, marveling at the Nintendo theme party you've successfully put together. You really are satisfied with how everything turned out. From the giant blow up Mario water slide that cascades into the pool to the mini mushroom cake pops, everything is as pretty as planned. The dining table looks spectacular, the grass back drop you DIY-ed is behind a huge neon sign that reads Happy Birthday Haru and Hina! in the same font as the Super Mario logo.

The kids have yet to arrive, only your and Jungkook's friends are spread around the house; some sit at the coffee tables, others lounged around the couch, Hoseok and Jimin in the upstairs bathroom trying to squeeze themselves into their costumes.

"Thank you," you smile sweetly at the two boys. "Honestly I put so much into it I'm starting to feel like it's my party, but I'm really happy with how it turned out."

Heeseung and Jake politely chuckle along to your attempt of a cordial joke; they had to do stuff like that in order to kiss your ass. After all, you did bless them with a very generous fifty dollars per hour pay rate.

"We have a gift for the kids, by the way," Heeseung adds, holding up and presenting two identical chrome gift bags in his hands.

You shoot them a mother like smile. "Thank you so much, guys. The kids are so lucky to have you in their lives," your words trail off and your attention inevitably shifts to the contents of the gift bag. "May I ask what you got them?" you whisper, the side of your palm on the right end of your mouth so that no one would overhear the shamless inquiry.

"Oh, of course," Jake responds, polite as always. "Just a barbie doll for Hina and some pokemon cards for Haru," he elaborates, a gentleman-like smile on his lips.

"Sorry Ms. L/N, we know it's not much but-"

You don't mean to cut Heeseung off with your hasty actions, but you are just so relieved. All yours and Jungkook's friends are so insistent in spoiling the shit out of your kids. A humble and simple gift like the one from Heeseung and Jake is what you have been begging God for. Your kids are six years old for goodness' sake! There is no reason for them to have overtly luxurious and brand name items.

Before Heeseung can finish the sentence, you're grabbing the two boys' wrists and dragging them over to the mini bar, where Jungkook's friend Taehyung and your friend Soojin sit, leisurely chatting and taking sips out of Caprisuns that were perfectly arranged on the snack table. Your friends are certainly a spectacle, both dressed up as if they were attending a top class business meeting instead of a children's birthday party. Taehyung's wearing a suit and tie, Gucci shoes on his feet while Soojin's adorned in a pink blazer and mini skirt set. She looks impeccable, and had it been a normal day you would have complimented her, but it's not.

"You see this?" you hold up the gifts dangling from your fingers, waving it in Taehyung's face, the two of them owlishly blinking up at you. "Barbie dolls and pokemon cards are what my kids should be getting on their birthday, not a Chanel wallet or Gucci tie!" you hiss, gesticulating towards the Chanel and Gucci bags that idly sit on the gift table.

Taehyung smirks at you, raising a brow while he teasingly gnaws on the plump of hit bottom lip. Soojin just raises her eyebrows in amusement; their eyes meet each other before they both burst out into a fit of giggles.

"Y/N, you're such a cute mom," Soojin cooes, reaching out to pinch the apples of your cheeks. Taehyung mirrors her actions, standing up and gingerly patting you on the head.

"Relax, girly pop," he teases. "No one will even know that the wallet was three thousand dollars. Your kid's not even gonna use a fucking wallet. Just take it for yourself," he casually shrugs, his suggestion making you roll your eyes.

Taehyung randomly gestures to Heeseung and Jake, looking towards you quizzically to request an elaboration of who the two were. "Y/N, don't tell me you.." he postulates, giving you a look that can only be described as perverse, and you understand exactly what he's implying. "Does Jungkook know about this?"

"Kim Taehyung," you say sternly behind gritted teeth, your mom tone jumping out. You inhale, composing yourself before you continue. "These are Hina and Haru's babysitters. They're both business majors at SNU," you explain.

"Ah, business majors!" Soojin claps her hands in excitement. "Let me tell you about my investment firm," she suggests with a cheshire smile, gesturing for the boys to come closer to chat.

Taehyung makes a psshh sound with his lips. "Don't listen to her. Her shit's plummeting on the NYSE. Let me tell you about Kim Estates. We're a private company- actually we're looking for summer interns next year." He slyly pulls out his business card from his shirt pocket with two fingers.

And of course, Heeseung and Jake are oggling at the sight, internally celebrating that they got plugged into one of the top socialite circles in Korea.

You shake your head, somewhat annoyed and somewhat endeared at your friends' antics. You rush upstairs to check on your kids, who are supposed to be changing into their costumes: a Princess Peach dress for your babygirl, and a Mario costume for your baby boy.

You step into the master bathroom upstairs, absolutely enchanted with the sight in front of you. Haru looks absolutely adorable in his denim overalls, red long sleeve tee, and red Mario hat. The brightest of smiles lights up your face, and you immediately pick him up, peppering his face with sloppy mom kisses on his chubby little face. Thank goodness he's not at the age to be grossed out by his mom's affection, so he just giggles in response.

Your mother steps out of the closet, Hina in her arms. Your daughter looks like the loveliest girl alive in her Princess Peach dress, a golden crown adorned on her cute little head.

"Oh my!" you exclaim, rushing towards her. "My princess looks so beautiful!" you comment. You reach out to her with a vacant hand and enveloping her securely with a single arm, so you had one kid on each side of your body.

Hina wiggles in your arms, pouting at you. "Mommy, I told you I can walk all by myself!"she complains, pouting at you whilst she glares at you with a not-so intimidating glare.

You giggle, setting her down at your feet. "Sorry baby girl, I forgot that you're all grown up now!" you tease.

Haru who practically worships his sister follows her lead, wriggling out of your embrace before standing adjacent to Hina. You don't mind it. You're not the type of mother that lives in the past, the type that constantly reminisces over when the kids were babies. You live in the present, enjoying every moment before it passes.

Your mother kisses her teeth, making a tssk sound with her lips before she shakes her head. "These kids are getting too entitled," she grumbles, both of her hands coming down to gently slap both of the kids in the back of their heads.

"Mom!" you hiss, kneeling down and rubbing your hands on their heads to soothe the pain.

Both of your children remain tight lipped, knowing better than to talk back to their sometimes violent grandmother. The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, you suppose, deciding to relinquish any objection against your mom.

"So Heeseung and Jake are already here," you tenderly say, "Go downstairs and hang out until your friends get here."

Hina immediately crimsons, fidgeting in place at the mention of Heeseung, which elicits a snicker from her brother. "I'm going to tell Heeseung hyung you like him today," he mocks, an immature teasing tone in his voice, typical of a six year old.

Hina fumes, jumping down in place with her hands thrown down. "You better not!" she seethes before directing her attention towards you.

"Mommy, tell Haru that he's not allowed to tell Heeseung oppa I like him!" she cries, jumping up and down to prove a point.

You bite your tongue, briefly recalling when you yourself told Heeseung that your daughter harbored a little crush on him. "Haru," you say sternly, "You will not betray your sister. You guys are on the same team," you firmly instruct, eliciting a snobby look from your son.

"Now go downstairs and greet your friends, okay?"

"Okay, mommy!" they chant in unison before racing down the stairs.

Your mother crosses her arms before she lightly exhales. "They're growing up too fast, already knowing what crushes are," she sighs somewhat bitterly. You chuckle lightly, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. "Times change mom, kids aren't going to act like how I did when I was a kid."

Your mother simply makes the signature tssk sound with her mouth before vacating the restroom. On the way out, she bumps into your bumbling baby daddy, who politely greets her before stumbling into the restroom. When you lay your eyes on him your breath hitches in your throat, because he looks so good. Since the divorce you swore that you would never go back, but he looks so daddy in his white button up, sleeves rolled up to his elbows to show off the tattoos embellishing his forearms.

You're pulled out of your trance by his rambling. "Hina still has a crush on Heeseung?" he hisses, the most mortified haze on his face.

You just shrug, knowing how perplexed he gets at the mere thought of his daughter being romantically involved with somebody. Jungkook paces around the room, grumbling incoherent phrases to himself. "Y/N, should we get new babysitters?" he asks, to which you shoot him an incredulous look.

"No!"

"I just don't want Hina to start loving him more than she loves me, like what the fuck!" he grumbles exasperatingly, which makes you laugh a little.

The harmonious sound of your laughter pulls him from the wormhole of his thoughts. "So this is funny to you?" he satirizes, approaching you as you giggle.

"Yes," you curtly respond, making Jungkook playfully roll his eyes. A brief moment of silence washes over the situation, and you feel the urge to fill the void.

"Look Jungkook," you begin, trailing off a little while you lean against the bathroom counter. "I'm sorry for overreacting this morning. I guess we never really discussed boundaries," you continue, "And-and you are the father of my children so I guess sleeping next to each other shouldn't be that bad- I don't know." You begin rubbing your biceps with your palms, suddenly self conscious of yourself.

Your diffidence softens Jungkook, a familiar ache pounding in his chest. "Hey Y/N, it's okay," he quickly expresses to assuage any insecurities that are bubbling inside of you. He has always been a fool for you. "I think it would be productive to have a conversation about boundaries," he communicates, as polite and sweet as ever. You slowly nod, purposely not replying so that he would have to say something.

"So boundaries?" he ponders aloud, making his way towards you. "Can we hug?" he asks, opening his arms a little, making you pout at the ridiculous question. Nonetheless, you walk into his embrace and wrap your arms around his torso, only momentarily before you step back. "It would be weird if we didn't," you laugh, making him raise a brow.

"What about kissing?"

He asks the question with no particular tone in his voice; he looks serious as ever as he gazes you with his doe eyes, and it makes you gulp. His words have a profound effect on you, making it feel as if your guts are twisting up; you shoot him a firm look to disguise the butterflies bursting in your stomach.

"Jungkook, we can't do this."

"But why not? We live together, have kids together, why can't we?" his eyebrows are furrowed in desperation, and you have to rip your eyes away from the sight in front of you.

"No Jungkook," you calmly explain before inhaling deeply. "We tried before and It-it didn't work out. I don't want our kids to live in a household where their parents are constantly breaking up and getting back together."

Jungkook sighs, sitting on the ledge of the bathtub where he rests his elbows on his thighs. He purses his lips, attempting to conjure a redeemable response.

"Love," you blurt out. "Love. We can't do this because there's no love."

Jungkook slowly raises his head to peer at you. He does it so steadily that it becomes agonizing; you don't want to see the look on his face. When you see him, he just looks defeated. "Do you really feel that way?' he asks, despondency laced in his voice.

You falter momentarily before you look directly at him and nod. He purses his lips before bitterly nodding to himself. "Alright Y/N." And even if your words pierce through him like a bullet, he still speaks with composure and grace. "Let's go downstairs and wait for the twin's friends to arrive. I'll see you there, okay?" He gives you a polite tightlipped smile before walking out of the room.

Once he leaves, a relieving sigh leaves your lips. You know that no matter what Jungkook thinks he feels, his emotions just aren't a direct reflection of reality. You've been with him long tenough to understand that he's mistaking his attachment to you for love. It was only a matter of time for him to realize that the two of you aren't suitable for each other, that it was better for to remain co parents for the sake of your children.

Jumping back into a relationship would only complicate things and exacerbate the situation for the children. You will not let that happen. You recompose yourself, touching up your appearance in the mirror before rejoining the party.

Thankfully, the party goes exactly as planned. This would surely be one for the books, with the kids frolicking through the grass in the backyard with their water guns and Mario hats. Heeseung and Jake served as excellent chaperones/mood makers/life guards, with Hina on Heeseung's shoulders and Haru on Jake's shoulders whilst they sparred in an intense chicken fight. You swore you almost had a heart attack when Tyler, the baby brother of one of Haru's friends leaps into the damn pool. You jumped in with all your clothes on to pick him up and prevent him from drowning.

On top of that, you find Hina's incessant clinging to Heeseung a little excessive. She follows him around like a kicked little puppy, even waiting outside the bathroom while he takes a piss. Poor Heeseung doesn't have it in him to tell Hina to leave him alone, so you have to force Hina to revert her attention to her friends.

The kids absolutely ate the Yoshi and Bowser costumes up, tackling and climbing on poor Jimin and Hoseok as if they were playgrounds. Not to mention that it was absolutely suffocating and hot inside of the costumes.

"Heejoon! Get off poor Yoshi!" Heejoon's mother exclaims, rushing over to practically rip her kid off Hoseok's shoulders. She shoots you an apologetic look, making you laugh.

Towards the end of the party, Miyeon finally pulled out her face painting kit and painted the most beautiful designs on the kids' faces. Hina had a butterflies on the sides of her chubby cheeks, and Haru had the red Spiderman mask on his.

"Oh, try not to sneeze on me when you get your face painted, alright?" Miyeon captures everyone attention when she yells to the long line of children waiting to get her face painted. She wipes off some kid's saliva on her face and presents the kids with a faux smile, not like they'd be able to tell the difference anyways.

Another highlight of the party was when Jungkook's friend Namjoon showed up with his baby girl, Lauren. Unlike Hina and Haru, Lauren is actually a baby- only about five months old and she is the cutest baby you have ever seen in your life. (After Haru and Hina, of course). Lauren really turned out to be the star of the party, everybody crowding around her just to get a glimpse of the kid. You took plenty of photos of your kids with Lauren, pondering when all of Jungkook's other friends would finally have kids of their own. So far it was only Jungkook and Namjoon. You reckon Yoongi may be next since he recently married.

Once all the kids finally leave, you are spent, exhausted from the long and tiresome day that you just lived through. But hey, the all the kids went home in one piece and that's what matters. With much of your gratitude, your friends stick around to help clean up, but you ultimately decide that you would put the real deep cleaning off until tomorrow.

After showering your children and tucking them into bed, you and Jungkook are left sat in his bedroom with the plethora of multi colored gift bags surrounding you. Your friends and your kids' friends' rich parents have spoiled Haru and Hina so much that you the ground isn't even visible.

Jungkook looks equally spent, roughly tugging at the tie that was once neatly tied around his neck. He runs his hand through his hair, exposing his handsome forehead, and you have to force yourself to look away before you start having inappropriate thoughts.

He settles down besides you, leaning against the wall of his bedroom. He holds up a palm, gesturing you to give him a high five, which you gingerly comply to.

"Good job Y/N. You worked really hard today and the party turned out amazing." He offers his utmost kindness and support as he always does, and it's this cordial atmosphere that makes you think that you and he truly are better off as co parents.

You shoot him a confused look. "You did just as much work, Jungkook. Thanks for being such a great father," you grin at him, noticing how his features light up.

He chuckles lightly. "Well, it's our job," he shrugs.

You purse your lips before agreeing. "I think we're pretty good parents," you say half joking, which makes Jungkook laugh.

"Of course we are, the kids have manners, they're provided for, they're healthy- what else could they need?"

"I mean, you're right, but what if we somehow fuck up and cause them some unintentional childhood trauma?" you ponder aloud, which makes Jungkook shoot you a playfully incredulous look. "I highly doubt it," he says. "You're a great mom Y/N, truly. That's why I admire you so much."

His saccharine voice is laced with benignity, making you feel as if colors are bursting in your chest. Is it really necessary for him to be this sweet? He should have told you that you were a great mom and left it at that.

You turn your head just to see that he is already gazing at you with that sincere glimmer in his eyes. It's the same lovestruck look he had on his face at the wedding, honeymoon- the same look he gave you when he first laid eyes on his children. His adam's apple visibly bobs, drawing your attention to his thick neck.

Jeon Jungkook is and will most likely always be the most handsome man you have ever seen.

The thought terrifies you wholeheartedly, but the implication of it is so exciting- so intriguing that you can't help but want to be sucked back into Jeon Jungkook's world. The notion lights a fire in your heart, and your rationality ceases. Your eyes trail up to his eyes, then back down to his mouth, where you subconsciously lick your own lips.

A desperate haze is painted on his face; his eyes are following yours, ignited curiosity adjuring to know what's on your mind. Yet, he cannot bring himself to verbalize his thoughts, too entranced with how utterly beautiful you are.

He exhales slightly, his hot minty breath hitting your face, and that's when you decide fuck it, it wouldn't hurt to give in just once.

You close your eyes and lean in, gently kissing his bottom lip whilst his lips latch on to your top lip. His kisses are so sickeningly sweet, his tongue sneaking into your mouth to make contact with yours. His palm gently raises to cup your cheeks, cradling your face ever so softly while he bestows you with the most languid of kisses. His lips pull you in closer, the cold texture of the buttons on his shirt making you shudder.

You sigh into the kiss, prompting Jungkook to pull you into his lap, which he does with ease. Your legs sneak around his torso, your arms around his neck to be as close to him as possible.

His hands remain wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him. His embrace is so comforting- so secure and familiar that you want to stay in his arms forever.

To your surprise, you aren't nervous; you're eager as ever. You've succumb to the temptation that is Jungkook, and it feels perfect- it feels right, like you're finally home. The sensation of his lips against yours is so familiar, so comforting, so perfect- as if your lips were made to be against his. Despite it being two years since you've kissed him, the two of you make out as if you are professionals at eliciting the sweetest sounds from each other.

The sound of your phone ringing is what draws you away to him, your eyes glancing towards your phone that lights up. "I think Seojun's mother is here to pick up his iPad- he left it here," you explain to which Jungkook just nods.

"Do you want me to hand it to her?" Jungkook asks, slowly and steadily.

The atmosphere is confusing, because the two of you were just making out as if your lips were magnets and now you're speaking awkwardly to each other.

"No, it's okay- um- I can do it," you say, and then you're stumbling out of his lap and walking down the stairs.

find out why jk and oc divorced here!

[aseaofyoongi]

behind pixels 1 | jjk

jjk x reader (f)

genre: sex worker au (jk)

rating: mature audiences only (strictly 18+)

summary: with rising stress, being caught touching yourself and no satisfaction for your own imagination you decide to take your friends advice of using a certain little app for assistance.

warnings: not another college smut au . . you guessed it lol; foul language; sensual/dirty talk; masturbation; computer sex; strangers to sex worker jk helping you out for the night lol (pls stay safe of the world wide web yall); mentions of sexual intercourse - but ofc there is none; cum eating. . she licks her fingers after.. yeah; open ending and no preparation for a pt. 2 so dont hate me.

next part: behins pixels the sequel

word count: 3,3 thousand words

posted: april 8th, 2023

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BunnyBoy98 is typing…..

Is this your first time

here?

Sorta.

You can’t sorta be

here for the first time.

It's a yes or no question.

I thought this site was

no questions asked. No

strings attached?

You against conversation

or something? Desperate

to get right to it?

Not desperate. . but that is

what we’re here for.

Right bunny boy?

Right.

There was a second of silence in between messages. For a brief moment you interpreted his quietness as a goodbye but he was still online. . Perhaps, he thought you to be too straightforward and that turned him off entirely and he moved on to the next user.

Still, there was a faint hope within you that he would reply so you sat in the dead stillness of your room, lights turned off to avoid recognition, door locked with only your undergarments to hug your body.

Typically, this wouldn’t be the event to make-up your Friday night however stressed induced days. . and the simple fact that you were in a torment of arousal twenty-four seven with no further satisfaction stemming from the guidance your imagination had on your fingers.

BunnyBoy98 is typing…..

You sat up on the bed in anticipation of his reply even though you'd never admit it to the stranger on the other side of the screen. He was about to help you get off, so you were definitely at the gates of desperation. It trickled all throughout your body as if a rain cloud sat right above you drenching you in its honeyed ardor.

Your skin turned to goosebumps as the chat bubble continued appearing and disappearing again and again.

Fine. But at least

tell me how you

found me.

I wasn’t specifically

searching for you.

Then who?

Anyone really.

Ouch. You know

I actually felt a bit

special for a second.

You still should. You’re

description helped me

choose you.

Be honest, was it

the tattoos?

If I say maybe would

you be mad at me?

Not at all.

Then, yes.

Plus your description

says you have long hair.

Who was the

runner-up?

Someone named Tae. But

I remembered a friend

visits him often.

So you found out

about us through

a friend?

Yes.

We can do either a

video call or messages.

Which do you prefer?

Video call.

If you’re up for it.

I’m OK with it

as long as you are.

I’ll call you in 5.

I’ll be here.

The rippling anticipation waved through you like electric currents rumbling your entire being right off its course. Though, BunnyBoy98 was a complete stranger you were minutes away from stripping yourself of every bit of shame and vulnerability right before him.

You couldn’t believe you actually went through with it.

And it all began about a week prior. When your friend had walked in on you in a . . less than ideal situation. You succumbed to the pleasure of your favorite toy, legs stretched wide and completely bare on your bottom half. Overcome in the feeling as you maintain focus on chasing your own orgasm. You remember hearing the hinges on the door creak but you weren’t expecting anyone so you remained painting a fervor image behind your eyelids. Envisioning slender fingers being pumped in and out of you repeatedly.

There were beads of sweat strolling down your body as you were in position; about to be catapulted into outer space. The atmosphere you set for yourself was serene and the only sounds that could be heard were your occasional whimpers and the music that played softly in the background. Everything drove you closer and closer to where you wanted to be.

Where you needed to be.

You were so close then a gasp inundated the air around you. A gasp that most certainly did not come from you.

“What the fuck?” You shot your eyes open and quickly saw your friend buried into a corner near the door. She faced the wall but you could only imagine the revolted look on her face, “can you lock the door next time?”

“Oh my,” you quickly pulled the covers over your sweaty body, “can you knock next time?”

“I did knock,” she yelled back, “but you were a little busy.”

“So you just barge in?”

“I thought you might have been dead in the toilet or something,” she shrugged and turned back around to find you sprawled in your bed, “oh, you’re done?”

“What do you think?”

“I mean don’t stop on my account. We all do it,” she sat across from your bed and began spinning around on your computer chair, “I personally like to meet Tae when I’m in the mood but you know this all works too.”

“Who’s Tae?” you questioned sitting up in the bed; wrapping your bed sheets around your figure tightly.

“He’s from this app where guys kinda help girls get off,” she said it so casually you almost didn’t fully decipher the words escaping her lips.

“There’s an app for that?”

“It’s the twenty-first century there’s literally an app for everything.”

You cleared your throat, “is it safe?”

“Are you interested?” she waggled her brows.

“No,” you scoffed, “did you need something?”

“I can’t come over just to spend time?” she shook her head, “I should’ve let you finish. Maybe you would have been in a better mood.”

“Fuck you,” you giggled.

“At least use this next time,” your phone dinged after she quickly sent you a text, “let me know how it goes.”

Her exit was barely audible. You were too preoccupied studying the link she sent for the app called ‘Eargasm An App for Women in Need.’

BunnyBoy98 is typing…..

I’m ready.

Can I call you?

Yeah.

You can call.

The ringtone echoing amongst your walls was taunting, and your nerves nearly fooled you into letting it ring. And while it took a lot of physical and mental strength to actually pick your hand up and move it towards the mouse pad you were finally able to press the green button lighting up your screen.

BunnyBoy98 sat up against a wall; glowing under blue LED lights. His black hair was long as detailed in his description and it sat right above his shoulders. Though it was hard to tell under the stark ambiance his eyes mimicked the tint of chocolate and his piercing stare was aimed at you on the other side of the screen. . Well, it was actually aimed at your dark screen. Though, it was selfish of you, as you hid cowardly behind your turned off camera you wished he would remove the black mask hiding the bottom half of his face.

“Hi,” he greeted.

“Hi,” you murmured, perhaps a bit scared that someone might hear this interaction play out although no one would. You made sure your door was locked this time and you didn’t even have a roommate. “Should I continue calling you BunnyBoy or is there something else you prefer to be called?”

“You can call me JK,” his voice was sultry, soothing, grave. Somehow a mixture of all three in one; it vibrated in your inner ear like some sort of an invasively soft tune, one you know you’d be replaying many times after tonight.

“Sorry about the dark screen,” you attempted to swallow down any ounce of nervousness, “I guess you can say I’m a bit nervous.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” his reassurance quickly eased your frazzled nerves, “though I’ll admit you did sound a bit more assertive over messages.”

“I tend to come off over-confident through texts,” you snickered, “it’s a natural flaw.”

“Confidence is sexy so I would say it’s a blessing.”

The word sexy sounded so enticing coming from his lips even as they were hidden behind that damned black cloth. You roamed through countless fantasies of the man sitting right before you, about the way he possibly looked without being covered; how his touch might feel on your scorching skin and the tone of his whispers closer in the proximity of your ear.

“You’re awfully quiet,” he voice was playful, but it was so hard to read his expression behind his covered face, “have you begun having fun without me?”

“No,” you mumbled, “I haven’t.”

“Good,” he said, “why don’t you tell me what you like.”

“Like during. .” you drifted off.

He nodded, tucking his hair behind his ear, “What else are we here for darling?”

“Yes. Of course,” you huffed, slapping your palm on your forehead undoubtedly astounded by your own stupidity, “Uh, I like. .” You gave it some thought but kept rounding the same corners leading to you cluelessness, “I’m not sure I know what I like.”

“Forgive me for being blunt but have you touched yourself recently?”

“That’s the exact reason why I ended up here.”

“You’re addicted to masturbating?” He whispered as if he was keeping some big secret.

“No!” you answered back quickly, “Not at all. I’ve just been a bit stressed lately and well. . something else happened.”

“What happened?”

“My friend kinda walked in on me,” you whispered.

“It happens to the best of us sadly,” he chuckled, a sound so beautiful and gentle it matched the soft tune of songbirds in the morning, “how about you begin by telling me about the last time you were aroused. Just walk me through whatever got you in the mood that day.”

You closed your eyes leaning your head against the headboard. Your thoughts traveled back to a couple of days prior when your body sunk into the mattress under the hex of your fingertips. You were stripped down bare but you recalled the way every inch of your body was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

“I had just gotten home after my classes,” a small white lie was the price to pay to save any once of dignity you had left in the eyes of the stranger before you — in reality, that very day and every other day you’d found yourself under the amorous touches of your sinful fantasies whenever you saw him, the boy employed at the campus student center.

You didn’t know his name and in reality he only lived in your mind in small flashes. The first polaroid was composed of his cheeky smile framed by indents of his round cheeks. While other snap shots focused on the way he always wore in a half up half down style or a bun; others were centered around the numerous tattoos inked into his right arm, especially the snake sitting right above his wrist and the patchwork tattoos on the dorsal side of his hand.

“Were you thinking about someone?”

“Yes.”

“What were they doing?”

There was a rush of heat traveling through you as you recalled the way you dreamt up his touch against your body, the way his fingers left behind trails of goosebumps on your skin.

“First he began touching me softly,” It was like your body was on auto drive and before you knew it you set the laptop beside you on the bed and began getting comfortable on the bed.

“Was he touching you anywhere specific?”

You hummed in response, “he drew all kinds of figures into my inner thigh, kept inching closer and closer and then he would pull away abruptly.”

“Did you enjoy him pulling away?”

“Yes, it made me want it more.”

“Ok, I’m gonna ask you to do a couple of things. If you don’t want to do something just tell me. I’m here for your pleasure.”

You nodded, then realized he couldn’t see you, “Yea, that’s fine.”

A strain of the jitters ate away at your nerves and you weren’t sure if you’d ever come down from that rollercoaster of anxiety. You were sitting at the peak in a single-person cart waiting to be plummeted down the valley of the tracks leading you to the finale; the culmination of an enticing ride.

“Are you naked?”

“Somewhat.”

“Take it all off.”

Even in the stillness of darkness removing your bra and panties made you feel entirely vulnerable. You were technically alone but JK was right there just a couple of pixels away.

“Close your eyes, doll. I want you to begin touching yourself just wherever it feels good,” he instructed and you weren’t sure if it was your mind playing tricks on you but you could’ve sworn his voice became more bass, “start high and slowly make your way down to your breasts. When you’re there let me know.”

His words were tainted with sin meanwhile he still sat back nonchalantly. You'd imagined he was satisfied in the way your soft whimpers overtook the air as you began pinching your perked nipples but you couldn’t tell for sure not while he still wore his mask.

“I’m assuming you’ve made it.” he chuckled.

“Yeah. Sorry.”

“You’re not very good at following instructions. Are you, doll?” he rolled up the sleeves of his crewneck, finally exposing the infamous tattoos he detailed in his description. They were like pieces of artwork adorning his entire arm, not a single spot was left visible—and as much as you tried to get a better look at them for some reason you found it impossible to focus on just one.

“Sorry,” you muttered once again, “I was caught up in the moment I guess.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” he offered, “but I need you to be vocal since I can’t exactly see you.”

“I’ll be more vocal. I promise,” you said, still toying with your nipples in between your fingers, “right now my hands are still at my tits.”

“Are you bored of that yet, doll?” the onset of his tumultuous utter; it was thunderous, like music for the soul, “you wanna aim lower?”

“Yes.”

“With the tips of your fingers I want you to move down your cleavage,” he said, “and stop right at your pelvis.”

Quickly, it felt like the evening had rushed by and the sun had been relocated right beside your bed. Though you complied with his command any form of coherent words became jammed in your throat incapable of rolling off your tongue.

The way your fingers slid past your folds earned a string of whimpers from your lips earning a satisfied titter from JK on the other side of the screen.

“Nice and slow, doll,” JK said, “be gentle but I want you to apply a bit of pressure every time your fingers meet your clit.”

JK’s voice was no longer muffled from the laptop’s static microphone. Instead in this version of your altered reality he was laying right beside you on your bed, and his fingers substituted yours against your cunt. His touch contained something yours simply did not possess, composed of a sort of spell that left you babbling moans. And as his fingers traced whichever incoherence they wanted into your clit you felt closer to your pinnacle.

“Fuck,” he stuttered, “I love the way you say my name.”

The bubbling daringness dazed with pleasure drove you to chant his name over and over in between your pants and obscenities. “You have no idea the things I would do for you to fuck me right now,” It was your best attempt at trying to break past his professional shell — His head fell back against the wall as his adam’s apple bobbed up and up, his eyes were shut tightly and his hands fidgeted with something off frame.

“You have no idea how much I’d love to fuck you but this is a contactless doll,” his breathing became uneven, “I’m afraid we could never meet. You could never know who I am and I could never know who you are.”

“N-never say never,” the contract enforced by the site was clear and simple, both parties must grant their consent to the meeting online without disclosing their identities. For safety measures you understood the implications of the rules applied but what of it when you genuinely just wanted to meet the dulcet stranger and ride along him for the wildest time of your life.

“Just focus on the feeling,” his voice was rugged; raspy as a result of the groans he sang into the air, “Focus on that shiver taking your back hostage and that very knot tightening in your core. I want you to only let your thoughts be consumed by that very feeling.”

You sat up using your elbow for support, still thriving to maintain the mental image of having JK near in curated colors. Again, you were in the presence of the man dipping the mattress beside you as he laid down with eyes to scorching their umber tone surrounding you in warmth.

“Now, finger yourself.”

The squelching sound of your finger pushing past your entrance had JK sitting up straight like he was intrigued by your facile compliance but you thought it was obvious that by now there was very little you wouldn’t do as long as it came from him.

“I wish I could see you doll,” he confessed, “I bet you look heavenly with your fingers inside of you.”

“C-contactless r-remember,” The motion living up to your satisfaction was hastened —you became divulged in the feeling of your walls on your fingers. You felt soft, warm, tight. All of the sensations combined to create a feeling so addicting your fingers developed a mind of their own as you drove themselves in and out of you with ease.

“Right. .”

“Fuck, this f-feels,” you swallowed to ease the desert developing in the back of your throat, “it feels s-so fucking good.”

“If I were there,” he mumbled, barely audible but your ears still perked up at the lulls of his voice, “First, I would serenade every inch of your skin. Your body would be the portrait I’d paint with my lips.”

“Mhm. .”

“I would cherish your body so well. Eat you out until your legs shake and fuck you until you’re a candid mess.”

“O-oh, fuck! JK don’t stop.”

“I would fuck you so well, doll.”

“I-I’m so close,” your arm became numbed yet, you kept fucking yourself with your fingers still succumbing to the fantasy of having JK in replacement of your own hand.

The temperature in your room draws beads of sweat on your body and the more you strive to reach your high the more scorching the temperature becomes. The creaking of your bed accentuated the speed of your movements, it was like a song featuring your constant moans.

“Until you’re babbling nonsense, and your headboard is marking up the wall and the neighbors finally know my name.”

JK’s words were laced with a delectable nectar, so sweet, a once off taste wasn’t enough and as you pleaded for more and he complied, continuing to fill your ears with sinful promises you crashed hard. Coming in spurts of white coating your fingers.

“I have a surprise for you,” you panted in between almost every word, “you ready?”

He nodded.

Call it post orgasm tipsiness but after sitting up a bit and adjusting the laptop to leave anything that wasn’t your mouth out of frame you turned on your camera for the very first time that night, pushing your glistening fingers which once invaded your walls past your swollen lips.

His hands rose to his hair and he slithered his fingers through it lightly before gripping his roots into his fists looking a fair amount aroused and frustrated. The tattoos you desperately wanted a peek of were finally on full display. After turning off your camera once again and JK began uttering praises your way, you began scanning the ink on his arm from his forearm up slowly. The artwork adorned his skin beautifully.

As you neared his wrists you noticed a very similar serpentine snake—one who you have stared at too often.

“Typically, things here are a bit different,” you finally registered his voice, “you would turn on your camera and I would provide more detailed assistance but I hope you still had a good time. I did.”

“Yeah,” your mind was in outer space, “I had a really good time.”

“Don’t shy away from visiting me again, OK?”

“Yeah,” you said, “bye, JK.”

Once the camera was off and you shut your laptop tightly, coming to the realization.

JK was him.

The boy, your boy from the student center.

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hello hello :) i recently found your page and instantly fell in love. i see that your requests are closed rn but you mentioned to still ask, could you do a sam&colby ideal typ headcanon ) obviously take your time and i hope you feel better soon ! :) <3

thank you for these kinds words ! <3 btw, colby is actually a huge bastard here.

sam golbach

"hm. well, I guess my… perfect type would be… someone who… really just… puts up with my bullshit"

he can just be as obnoxious and annoying as he wants and they'll just smile and laugh at him all the time

someone who doesn't take a lot of things seriously. WHO KNOWS HOW TO CRACK A DAMN JOKE. like come onnn we already know sam is a big jokester !!!! he would grow bored of someone who doesn't know how to have a little fun.. yk??

likes girls that look kinda intimidating because of how pretty they are, but are secretly a softie (basically him)

he tends to need a little… extra protection

he absolutely LOVES smart girls. just imagine study dates with one of sam's playlists playing in the background !!

colby brock

“hm. like any woman would put up with my crap. maybe if she enjoyed being disrespected and treated like garbage”

open minded and not afraid to try new things. enjoys pleasing him and doesn’t mind letting him take control

he likes chic and feminine

“she'll be totally dependent on me from the start, and she'll need me to make all the decisions. it'll be like she's an empty shell, waiting for me to fill her with whatever I want”

“just do as I say and don’t argue. be my little puppet and do my bidding”

hot as hell, sweet as candy, totally a sub one. he wants what he wants

“no matter what I say to you, or do to you, no matter how wrong I am, you'll still support me. because you're mine”

someone who can keep her mouth shut. and know their place in life

isn’t afraid of letting loose and having a good time

and doesn’t have an opinion. someone who only listens to him, because he knows best

if you yell back at him or call him out on his shit, oml he’s already planning your murder (jk, secretly he's into being dominated but his ego is bigger than his d- to admit it)

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What is Jungkook's type from his birth chart?

Jungkook's DSC Persona Chart

-> Hi! Thank you for your request and patience! So, technically, you asked to know jk's ideal type based on astrology, and I already did his Venus analysis, so I thought of talking of the DSC persona chart today! But don't forget it's not really possible to explain who is your best match based on astrology. Our partners are all based on what we like, there aren't really a best match. The closest thing would be his Briede Persona Chart that I already did and Venus Analysis :)

What is DSC Persona Chart?

Descendant Persona Chart is a Chart based on the Descendant. Also called DSC for shorter lol. It's a chart that represents the partners you tend to date so technically your type. Since we usually don't date people who are not our type lol. So we will study what is JK's ideal type is based on astrology.

A little reminder of all the romance based Persona Chart:

Venus Persona Chart= Individual's love style

DSC Persona Chart= What kind of person you tend to date/ go after

Groom/ Briede Persona Chart= FS

Boda Persona Chart= Wedding of the individual

Juno Persona Chart= Represents our soulmates, FS, destined love of our life

Leo Rising, 17°

-> It represents how the individual approach their relationships, how their relationships appear to people. With this placement it obvious that it tends to be something people are curious about. It gives the vibe that whatever relationships he will be in, it will either be revealed to the public or people are just so into knowing it. Main character vibe. IT couple. It means he hates to hide his relationships, he would rather prefer to shine with his love in public, despite it may not be for the best all the time. JK tends to see his relationships as the most important thing in his life. He literally does whatever he can to put his relationship first. Generally, people (close to him) see his relationships as something he is very devoted to, and he literally shines in his relationships. You can see it literally makes him appear way more happy in his life when he is in one. He will tend to be more playful, suddenly burst of happiness. Cheeky. It also represents how the individual seem to be in a relationship! So for JK, it literally means he can be seen as a cheeky, courageous, proud, generous, but also a show off. He can tend to show off generally or just his relationship. He is a very devoted lover, maybe a bit dramatic sometimes. But the kind to always talk about how great his partner is, or how good his relationship is going. The 17° is also under leo so it's literally what it means lmao. He will tend to be more creative when in a relationship. His partners are his muses. He will also give the queen treatment in relationship. Not princess, Queen. This is extra placement lol.

Cancer Sun, 11H, 7°

-> Main theme of relationships, and how the individual act in relationship. Literally, three words here: home, friendship, romance. Here the vibes are Cancer, Aquarius and Libra. JK needs comfort in a relationship, so someone nurturing (idk how many times I said it before lmao), someone who can be his home. Someone who can pamper him, let him be dependent on them from time to time. Someone he feels safe with. So PDA is a big thing here too. He searches for that in his partners. So if his partners are searching for someone to totally depend on, move on to someone else girl! JK will tend to act like a baby who needs attention in his relationships, or cuter lol. Don't take it to the line, you must take it lightly. He will just act more cute, more childish in a way. He may also love to use a cute voice and cute nicknames while talking to his partner (and mercury is also in Cancer lmao). Eating with partner is a big theme lol. Loves to be cozy with his partners. So staying at home with them is his favorite thing. With the 11H placement, it makes me feel like friendship is very important for him. I wouldn't be surprised if he mostly dates his friends, in a sense he needs them to be friends before the relationship. And dating his best friend vibe. It can also reminds of social medias. So he may would want to post his lover on social medias. Pretty sure he wish he could. Showing off is part of how he loves don't forget! Love is important there as romance because libra is still there but Aquarius makes the relationships very friendly too. JK would love to feel best friend with his partners. Having fun, discussions about many different topics, talking and getting/ giving advices, etc. A real connection is needed. Feeling free also, not controlled. With libra, are you surprised to heart JK is a true romantic? Yeah, me either. Romance is needed here. PDA, cuddles, sweet gestures, lovely words, etc. JK will be the kind of romantic guy to suddenly offer flowers to his partner, or taking care of them. Fairness is important, if there is a feeling of injustice in the relationship or a cold treatment, it's not going to go well. Same as if the partner is too strict or controlling.

Virgo Moon, 1H, 6°

-> Emotional needs to feel satisfied in the relationship. How the individual will feel happy in relationships. How they express their emotions. This one conjunct JK's natal moon, which tells me it's literally the same as generally in his life. The 1H (Aries) placement makes me feel like being able to talk about him, his life, or even his relationship to others will make him happy. If he feels safe to talk about him, share details, then he is happy and comfortable. Otherwise he would never. If he can be a bit mean with his partner, like teasing, or even roasting each other, then it's love lmao. He would hate someone who literally takes everything bad. Someone who is strong enough to be roasted, who will roast him, and even can handle receiving criticism! Virgo placements often criticize their loved one "for their own good". In their point of view, they are giving you an advice about something you can improve to make your life easier. In the eyes of someone more sensible, you have been criticized hard lmao. If JK can express himself and show his flaws, then it's a win for them. If he shows what he consider his "bad side" (flaws) to his love, then he is happy. He hates people to see that in him, he feels the need to be perfect all the time. So literally him showing what he hates the most about him is literally a proof of love. Nothing much more to say lmao.

Cancer Mercury, 12H, 26°

-> How the individual communicate in relationships. The things you say, and how you say it. Conversations' topics. Literally what I said before: baby talk. I won't get to into this as I already talked about it. Topics can be about home, ways to make the home more cozy, activates at home, couple activities, childhood memories, etc. With pisces, it can be about art, spirituality, emotions, dreams. Often talking about the future. There is a gentle way to speak with the 12H placement. He very gentle voice, wanting the partner to feel loved and safe. With taurus placement (26°), talking about home decoration, money, fashion, beauty, food, good things of life, families, habits, etc. There is still a down to earth vibe here. Being realistic, helping each other with money, giving advices. Singing too, singing together. Writing songs. Just talking everyday as they never get tired of each other.

Gemini Venus, 10H, 5°

-> How the individual express their love in the relationships. How they want to feel loved. How to be happy in relationships. JK express love towards his partners usually with conversations. You know he loves to be with you if he actually stay there and talk. Spending time is a big thing. With his partners, talking can be big. Talking about many things, and learning together. He would love to learn from partners. And teaching too. Exchanging informations. Mental growth. I told before that words of expression isn't big for him but I feel like with this placement there, he would love someone who talks a lot, someone who can lead the conversations. He may be more of a listener. Also, someone spontaneous that can keep him on his toes. Someone who keep surprising him. He will be the same!! He wants to keep the love new, and keep that exciting feeling all along. In 10H, this placement makes JK be willing to work hard for the relationship to work, he is mature but expects the same. He hates laziness, so no effort= bye bye. Someone who is not consistent, someone who tells and does the opposite is a big turn off. He may lead the relationship or feel responsible to do so. He may also want to feel lead from time to time. With the 5° (Leo), def a show off omg. He wants someone that will feel proud to date him. He wants to be able to show off his partner. He is very romantic and loves big gestures. Gift giving can be a thing. Feeling creative in a relationships is important to him. He may also express his love this way. Writing a song, creating a playlist for them, painting something, drawing, singing a song in karaoke or serenading, etc.

Gemini Mars, 11H, 24°

-> Goal, motivation in relationship. Anger. What keeps the relationships drive. Learning & teaching each other stuff is important to keep the relationship moving. I said it before but if the relationship falls in a routine, it won't work out. If it becomes boring, then it's a no. JK needs to feel like he can't get enough of his partner. So someone he can talk with, and with the 11H, a friend, is important to him. Someone he can have fun with!! With 11H, he needs a unique relationship, just someone very unique, even if they can come off weird to others. He just doesn't want to feel bored and always excited to be with them. Friendship is very important and to judging each other. Softness, accepting emotions, spirituality could be a thing too. As for goals and motivation, the 24° can be helping each other doing shadow work, helping each other with addictions, helping each other with dreams and creativity. For the anger, communication over burst of anger is more important. JK doesn't want someone aggressive. He wants someone who can talk things though. Someone who wants peace and calm rather than a storm. So fights might happen quite almost never, only when really needed.

Pisces Jupiter, 8H, 27°

-> Where the relationships will be more successful. How to be lucky in relationships. Success with emotions shared! His relationships will be successful if both share how they feel, are not scared to express their emotions as it is, and even being each other muse. Keeping the relationships in their own bubble will also be a good idea. Both practicing spirituality! Listening to each other and being patient. Trying to help each other. Being intimate and not scared to be very passionate. If both feel obsessed with the other, it will go well? Very weird to say but the relationship will need passion, and devotion to work. They need to feel like the other love them so so much. JK will need this absolutely. TALKING. Talking, communicating is super big. If he communicates with his partner then it will go well. It means even talk about stuff that bothers him. But that means speak rather than bottle up, which can be very hards at time. Communication is a form of maturity.

Taurus Saturn, 9H, 1°

-> Lessons learned in relationships. Hardships. Lessons about stability. How to make a relationships stable, long term. It can also be related to different countries, languages, long distance relationships. Dealing with huge differences that make the relationships harder. Lessons about being more open-minded, patient and learning. Accepting the way you think isn't the only one possible. What you know isn't the universal truth. There are also lessons about committing too fast. Lessons can also be learned through non committal relationships (situationships). It can also mean hardships related to speaking to fast and not thinking enough. Not being patient enough. Acting more than talking. There is a need to be more calm and collected rather to act impulsively.

Sagittarius Pluto, 4H, 5°

-> Transformation in relationships. Struggles too. Learning about different cultures, different languages in his relationships. But it can also be a struggle for him. Def different languages in relationships. Long distance relationship can happen too, he may have experienced them or will. Different religions, philosophy, etc. Learning from the other without judging. He wants someone who can teach him many things that goes beyond what he already knows. Someone who can redefine home, someone who will teach him their countries' stories, usages, etc. Someone who will make him discover what they like and will transform his fame, what he loves, be a muse for him. But that also means snuggling with his fame with his relationships.

Taurus MC, 11°

-> Reputation and how the public view the relationships of the individual. For the Taurus MC, it means to me that it's still pretty private to me. Earth signs literally don't show off. It may be showing off less as possible, keeping things private to still have a stable relationship. Keeping things out of hands of the public, to keep the control. The public will maybe feel like JK has stable relationships, it's not just a random relationships, but a long-term one, even marriage. But with the Aquarius, it would appear strange, unique, surprising to them too. Like "??? her?? really?? okay...?" kind of vibe. People will def be surprised. For different reasons: his ideal type is right under so you will understand, and I keep seeing so any signs of potential foreigner wife lol. You know Koreans army (most of them) will not like it, and most of fans of the world will be super judgy. Most people think they are better while... gurl? You don't know the person. And move on! He choose unique partners because he loves iiiiit. Both signs makes me feel like PDA in public isn't big, it's quite reserved, or this is how people would see them. And things will maybe feel awkward? But Taurus makes them appear super charismatic and always well presented to the public (physically). Good manners and powerful couple vibes. Unique couple.

Aquarius DSC, 17°

-> The ideal type! It can gives off foreigner vibes. But mostly partners who are different. Uniqueness is such a huge turn on for JK. Don't be a sheep, don't follow anyone. He is not into people who wants to fade in the mass. People who stand out, who does thing as they want, free and are not afraid of judgment are such a thing for him. Friendly people, someone he can be friend with before dating (told you). Someone who will never judge him, always accept him as he is. A good listener. But he needs someone he can admire. Someone creative, someone courageous, someone who can say "fuck off" when needed. Someone confident, charismatic. Someone who literally attracts all attention on them. He might be into getting the one everybody want. He may feel like he won, he loves this feeling. Someone he can run after, or someone who will run after him. Kinda both? Someone who literally shine. Uranus conjunct the DSC so someone different is very important. Someone who are themselves and don't necessarily follow trends. They have their own unique style, own way to talk and expressions. Just themselves. Physically, he may love people with beautiful hair, thick hair, shiny hair. Just someone with beautiful hair. He would totally fall for someone who looks good it makes him shake in his knees. Someone who is not shy, introvert. He literally wants someone who can make him melt. And also someone who are so fun, he can be a child again, the cherry on top. He may love people who love to have fun.

-> Main signs that may attracts JK (placed in the big 6* of a chart) based on DscPC:

*Big six= Sun, Moon, Rising, Mercury, Venus, Mars

Aquarius

Leo

Virgo

Aries/ Taurus/ Gemini/ Cancer/ Pisces (all placed there because they were all equals)

Libra/ Sagittarius

-> Main signs that may attracts JK based on his BPC:

Gemini

Aries/ Pisces

Virgo/ Libra

Taurus/ Leo/ Sagittarius/ Capricorn

Cancer is not present much but it's the sun and also on his Natal DSC, so I'll also add it

Thank you for reading!

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her majesty | jjk

plot | This is how the rumors began between a princess and a rockstar.

words | 615

genres | fluff, humor/crack, modern royalty!au, celebrity!au

pairing | rockstar!jungkook x princess!reader

note | this one happened months after my last update!! enjoy reading <3

main masterlist | drabble series

Sweet September’s Jungkook Posts His Cover of The Beatles’ Song, Her Majesty

Spoiler alert: It might be dedicated to someone *royal*

Last night, the lead vocalist of Sweet September shared a thirty-second song cover on his Instagram account. The said video only shows Jungkook wearing a white button-up while playing an acoustic guitar in what his fans claim is his kitchen. Within just twelve hours, the video reached almost twenty million views and was posted on various social media sites by his supporters. Some fans claimed that the song was meant for someone *royal*.

In the clip captioned with a crown and yellow heart emojis, Jungkook sang The Beatles’ Her Majesty. The song was a hidden track in the band’s eleventh album, Abbey Road. 

Earlier this year, fans noticed the attendance Princess YN of Zafiro made at two of Sweet September’s concerts during their Denim Jungle tour. In the first one, she was seen with her sister, Princess Astrid. For the second one, the crown princess was spotted by a few fans in the band’s performance in New York just a day after the Met Gala. She was said to be seen wearing a particular ID only given to staff and special guests.

Many sources told E! News that there are sightings of the princess and the rockstar together in various places.

“I saw Jungkook approach Princess YN during the Met Gala.” an anonymous Twitter user posted. “He stayed and chatted with her until she left with her assistant.”

Another source stated, “Although Princess YN and Jungkook are both busy with their different lives, they really try to make time for each other. He (Jungkook) liked the princess before he even met her, That’s why he really took the chance when he saw it.”

It’s no secret to Sweet September fans that the lead vocalist has his eyes set on Princess YN. It was revealed years ago when each band member was asked about their ideal type and celebrity crushes.

“Oh, mine is totally not from the entertainment industry.” a nineteen-year-old Jungkook answered.

“Yeah, JK. We all know it’s Princess YN–” Mingyu was then cut off by Jungkook’s forced coughs.

Back to the song cover, Jungkook can be seen smiling as he sang the lyrics. He even smiled wider while singing the last line,

“Someday I'm gonna make her mine, oh yeah. Someday I'm gonna make her mine.”

The rumor between you and Jungkook was still new and growing when the song cover was posted. Various articles were later posted from numerous media sites with the same rumor topic. It’s a piece of surprising news for everyone since it involves a royal princess and a famous rockstar. With this, supporters of Jungkook’s and yours had mixed reactions to the ongoing rumor.

@/DENIMBLUE: so they are really dating?????

@/ynandastridslay: lol this rumor going around abt princess yn is just impossible.

@/jeonswatch: i just know jungkook is kicking his feet giggling twirling his hair when he heard that song before

@/sweeties09: omg so maybe my sister is not lying when she said she served jk and that princess in a mcdonalds drive thru 🤠

Replying to @/sweeties09

- @/carminwoojung: EXCUSE ME WHAT???

– @/gigglysun: abi when did she told u that???!?

— @/sweeties09: it was like after the band’s performance in new york months ago

@/ZafiroPrincessesFan: The King and Queen would never let the Princess date a rockstar. It’s just totally against the tradition. #.FakeNews

@/goldencrown: wth are these rumors??? Jungkook is dating louise right?

@/PopCrave: Netizens spotted Princess YN’s official Instagram account liking Jungkook’s latest Instagram post before unliking it an hour later.

Replying to @/PopCrave

- @/user90249853: someone’s finger slipped lmao

– @/bluemoon04: not her forgetting to switch accounts 😭✊

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twin flame bruise. (03)

PART 3.

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader, jeon jungkook x reader (yes they're different people)

plot: the jeon twins have become nothing more than two strikingly similar looking guys who share a mere home address and a last name. but in their senior year of college, the estranged twins may have found one more thing they share in common – you.

warnings: jeon twins au, possible headache bc the use of Jeongguk (nicknamed Guk) and Jung Kook (nicknamed JK) is v confusing, implied sexual content (like it's barely even there lol)

series index. | masterlist + disclaimers.

note: ok ngl, i think i butchered this chapter 😵‍💫 but i'm still gonna post it anyway lmao. as always, feedback & reviews give me sustenance! (and they give me motivation to actually finish this shit AHA) enjoy reading <3

Sweat drips down Jung Kook’s back as he slams his fist against the pillow.

It’s not the most ideal setup but when you’re in hiding, you can’t exactly bring a punching bag and full boxing gear with you. Unfortunately, he’d have to settle with an overstuffed pillow and his bare hands.

Unlike most people, he has never been the type to stay still and wait. Where most people would use this sudden downtime as an opportunity to relax a bit and reevaluate things, he takes this as an opportunity to keep his hands occupied and his body moving.

So for most of the morning, JK works up a sweat with his makeshift pillow-turned-punching-bag as a way to release some pent up frustration. When he’s finally cooling down, he hears Yoongi and Namjoon approach him, their footsteps tentative.

“You know,” Namjoon starts, “for a split second there, I actually thought you were Guk. Since when do you do boxing?”

“Since when do you know all about my brother?” JK fires back.

“Touché,” Namjoon chuckles. “Still, I don’t think you were ever into boxing for as long as I’ve known you. You always told me ‘that’s Guk’s thing.’”

“I’m just passing the time,” JK explains, wiping his sweat with a towel.

"How is he, by the way?” Yoongi asks. “Your brother?”

“He’s...” JK pauses, “...the same, I guess. I don’t know. You guys know we don’t really talk.”

It’s true. For a pair of identical twins who share almost everything, it’s been a fat minute since they last sat down and had a proper conversation. One that isn’t forced courtesy or out of familial obligation.

JK wonders how his brother is doing. Does he still hang out with Taehyung and Jimin? Does he still visit their parents every other month? Does he know about his twin brother’s disappearance?

“You should talk to him more,” Yoongi says thoughtfully. “When all this is over.”

“What would we even talk about?” JK grumbles.

“Well, for one, you can introduce him to Y/N,” Namjoon offers.

“No,” JK says, resolute. “Not yet.”

“Why not? It’s about time you told her about having a twin. I mean, even I know you have a twin. Me!”

“That’s because you saw him at the library, and you know damn well I wouldn’t be caught dead in one.”

“Why are you keeping it from her, anyway?” Yoongi asks.

“It’s not that I’m actively keeping it from her...” JK sighs. “Look, you guys don’t get it. You don’t know what it’s like to be a twin. Or more like, you don’t know what it’s like to be Guk’s twin.”

Because being Guk’s twin essentially means being the other twin. Being Guk’s twin means being the second twin. Being Guk’s twin means being the irrelevant twin.

“Guk is the better twin,” he admits. “He’s the perfect son, perfect student, perfect guy. And I’m just his understudy—”

“You’re not—”

“But I am. You see... Guk is always Guk. But I’m not even JK. No, I’m just Guk’s twin,” he explains. “But with Y/N, it’s different. With her, I’m not under anyone’s shadow. I’m just JK. I’m just her JK.”

He closes his eyes, adding a soft, “And I don’t wanna stop being her JK.”

Yoongi and Namjoon share a look before the former pats JK on the back gently.

“Get some rest, kid,” Yoongi says. “Things will be over soon.”

Namjoon offers a dimpled smile.

“Not much longer now,” he says.

"How much longer?”

Jeongguk shakes his head, amused. This is the seventh time you asked him the question and yet, instead of feeling annoyed, he just feels endeared.

“Asking every few minutes isn’t gonna make us go faster,” he tells you cheekily.

You pout. “You’re no fun.”

You say it in jest but you feel the atmosphere in the car turn more somber. The rain outside only adds to the sudden gloomy mood.

“Or so I’ve been told,” Guk finally mumbles. “I’m the boring twin, after all.”

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, remorseful. “I never intended to make you feel bad.”

“No, no, I know you were just joking,” he waves your concerns away, exhaling a shaky laugh. “I’ve been known to take things a little too seriously. You don’t have to walk on eggshells around me.”

“Is that what they tell you, though?” you ask him, turning to face him. He has one hand on the steering wheel while the other rests on the gearshift. “You’re not boring, Guk. Far from it, actually.”

He just chuckles. “Thanks, but it doesn’t really matter. When you’re a twin, people are always gonna highlight all the things your twin is and all the things you aren’t.”

“That hardly seems fair.”

“It’s just the way it is.” He shrugs. “And I can’t complain much, anyway, since I know JK has it harder than me.”

You blink. “How so?”

“Well, take school, for one. Just because I do really well in class, people are quick to label him as this stupid troublemaker. When in reality, he gets decent grades and can get really passionate in things he's interested in."

"Is that why he never talks about his family?" you muse, "why he never told me about you?"

"Maybe. I can't be too sure. You'll have to ask him when he gets back."

The rain starts to get worse.

"If he gets back," you whisper.

Guk tightens his grip on the steering wheel.

"He will," he promises.

The sky starts to darken as the rain brews into a storm. A small motel comes into view and you both decide to stop there for a night. After a little mishap at the check-in counter, the two of you head to your shared room.

As luck would have it, only one room is available and...

...there's only one bed.

You sigh. Whoever's writing the story of your life sure has a sick sense of humor.

"I can sleep on the floor," Guk, ever the gentleman, offers.

"Don't be silly," you tell him before heading over to the side of the bed closest to the window. "Dibs on this side."

He shakes his head in amusement before agreeing. You wash up first, doing your night routine before settling on the bed while he does his. When he finishes, he lays on his side of the bed and you both stare at the ceiling.

It's awkward.

You play with the edge of the blanket, wanting to say good night but you can't, wanting to lay still but you can't.

Guk notices your restlessness. He's about to ask you what's wrong when a particularly intense flash of lightning and grumbling of thunder makes you whimper and flinch.

"Not a fan of thunder?" he asks gently.

"I hate it," you respond.

He turns on his side to face you, eyeing the way your hands have a death grip on the blanket. Carefully, he reaches out his hand to hold one of yours, interlacing your fingers together as a sign of comfort.

"You can squeeze it if you get scared," he tells you.

You purse your lips. "It's not that I'm scared, per se," you explain, turning to face him. "It's just that... everything feels so ominous. Like bad things are about to happen."

Bad things like your parents leaving you in an orphanage during a storm. Bad things like you and JK screaming at each other during a storm.

And bad things like Guk's lips just centimeters from yours.

You gulp.

"Tell me stop," he says, inching closer.

You stay quiet.

Then you feel his lips pressing gently against yours, gently testing the waters. It's comforting, addicting.

He pulls away.

"You don't have to worry," he assures you, smiling. "I won't let bad things happen."

But that doesn't mean you won't.

So with stupid courage, you pull him by the neck and kiss him. Deeply, this time. You pull him in, closer and closer, until you don't have any room to think anymore.

No booming thunder, no scary lightning, no missing twin, no family problems. Just you, him, and the stormy night.

Much later, when the night passes and the storm finally ends, the bright moonlight shines on your bare, sated bodies.

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gingerbread house // day 6

content warnings; swearing, cringy writing and like one tiny smutty reference but not really?

a/n; It's finished! ... i think that's all my brain can type rn considering how long it took me to write this <3 (jk anyway thank you so much to the anon who gave me this idea, this fic would not exist without you- so thanks again my love!!)

word count; 2.2k

(this fic takes place after they're together)

12 days masterlist

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“Shit, shit, shit” The smell of smoke permeates the air around him as Matty comes running into the kitchen. He grabs his tea towel and swats the air furiously. The oven door swings open and matty is met with another plume of smoke.

Any vision he had was gone in an instant as the heat of the oven fogged up his glasses, leaving him blindly trying to grab the tray. Which might be ideal considering the sight of the gingerbread he had attempted to make.

He hears the muffled sound of your laughter through the phone and grins to himself as he pulls the burnt gingerbread out of the oven. It is definitely beyond saving. Matty had forgotten in his mad rush that he was on Facetime with you and knew he was about to get ridiculed. 

He picks up his phone with a sigh and is met with a wide smile from you, and the look mischief spread all over your face. The corner of your eyes was crinkling in the way that was reserved just for him. He yearned to thumb it over and press a kiss to your temple. But much to his dismay, you were miles away tucked up in your flat.

Matty had yet to visit your place, so every time he was on Facetime with you, he tried his best to scope out what it looked like. You always insisted you got to his, saying it was nicer and bigger. But Matty wanted nothing more than to see how you live.

He’d seen your green sofa with a knit blanket over the back when he called you last week to see when you were coming over. When he asked you about it, you shyly admitted to knitting it yourself, and for some reason, that made matty fall even harder

He had also caught a glimpse of the photos framed on your mantle when you called him to ask him how to set up your new TV. He was no help. if anything, he was more of a hindrance, but you stayed chatting to him the whole time anyway.

He specifically remembers the small glimpse of your bedroom he got.

It was 3 am. when his phone rudely awakened him. Groggily, he answered the phone with a scrunched face, “hello”

“Matty it's snowing!! Look!!” Your excited voice shook Matty awake. A blanket of snow sat over the trees, and the grass. Snowflakes continuing to fall only added to the winter wonderland on his screen. He scrambled out of his own bed over to his window and was met with the same sight. 

The small tree in his courtyard was delicately decorated with snowflakes, and the windows surrounding it were frosted already. The cold air rushed in as Matty opened his window, but he couldn't care less, immediately sticking his head out and bringing the phone with him, showing you the sky as he did. 

“So pretty,” you say softly, flicking your eyes between your screen and the view in front of you.

Matty wished the camera was on your face rather than your view. He wanted to see your wonderstruck eyes as they danced over the snow. He wanted to see your nose getting red as the cold air surrounded you. 

He eventually got his wish when you went back to bed, and he was met with the sight of your beautiful face surrounded in a cocoon of pillows and blankets. Your cheeks and nose were pink like he had thought, but he took an extra second to admire the light snowflakes that sat on the tips of your eyelashes. 

It's then he notices what's beside you, “is that a stuffed bunny?” he asks teasingly. Your eyes widen, and you shift the camera slightly, obsuring the bunny from the matty's screen. but it's then when he catches a clearer view of the floral sheets that adorn your bed as well as the Beatrix potter print that hung above your head. 

“No…” came your unconvincing reply a few seconds later, after a beat both you and Matty began giggling like schoolchildren. Clearly enamoured with each other, and both wishing you could feel this forever. 

But it was late, and you had work in 4 hours. you can't say you were looking forward to being surrounded by excitable 5 year olds.

So with heavy eyes, you waved Matty goodbye, trying your best not to let your eyes wander over his bare chest.

You failed. And prayed Matty hadn't noticed. Of course, he had, but he was kind enough not to tease you.

So when Matty saw that same look of joy in your eyes at him burning the gingerbread, he knew what was coming. 

“Don't even start-” Matty says, sighing at you over Facetime. He rolls his eyes, but you can see the smile fighting to take over his face. 

You held one hand up in mock surrender and dropped your jaw, “Hey! I didn't say anything” You tilt your head condescendingly and flash Matty a sickly sweet smile.

Never has he wanted to kiss the smile off of someone's face more.

“I know what you were gonna say, “Oooh don't you wish you had your baker girlfriend over there helping you”” Matty spoke high pitched in a poor attempt to imitate you.

“Well, don't you wish I was there?” You tease.

You can see Matty bristle up and try and prepare a snarky retort. But his resolve quickly crumbles, and he whines out, “Yes I do. Pleaseeeee come help your poor boyfriend bake”

You giggle and coo at his pouty face but don’t offer any help. Instead, you decide to pull Matty up on what he had unknowingly said, “Boyfriend and girlfriend, huh? Is that what we are?”

You smile bashfully at Matty, who immediately gets a frightened look on his face, like a deer in headlights.

“Well I mean- yeah- but like- I thought yes, but we don't have to be-” his stuttered reply made your heart warm.

Part of you was worried he wouldn't get nervous around you now you're dating, but you were happy to see you can still make Matty Healy blush. Nothing boosted your ego more than making the man with infallible confidence stumble over his words.

“Rockstar Matty Healy becomes a bumbling mess when the girl he's seeing teases him” would make quite the Daily Mail article you think. 

Deciding you are not quite done, you push Matty that small bit closer to a full-blown freak-out, “oh you thought we were? I don't remember being asked to be a girlfriend? Or did I miss that?...” You pout and tap your finger on your chin pensively, trying to get a rise out of Matty.

He sighs before slightly rolling his eyes, but his bright smile tells you everything you need to know, “I suppose I didn't ask,” Matty clears his throat and straightens up, “y/n, will you please be my girlfriend?” his soft eyes bore into yours, and you can see the slight uncertainty swirling in them.

Despite knowing you would say yes, Matty was still fucking terrified. If you said no this might be the most embarrassing moment of his life.

And he's fallen in front of hundreds of thousands of people… many times… almost too many times...

You hum in thought but can't help the massive grin that overtakes your cheeks at Matty's puppy dog eyes, “yes Matthew, I will be your girlfriend” 

Matty's face lights up, and you can almost see the weight lift off his chest as he breathes deeply. Just as you go to poke fun at Matty again, a small voice comes through the phone. 

“Daddyyyyy get off the phone” Annie whines, coming into the kitchen with her signature pout. She's dressed in her new tartan dress that she refuses to take off. 

Denise had bought it for her to wear on Christmas day, but as soon as Annie caught a glimpse of the dress, she became obsessed. Matty had to do a special load of laundry every day just so she could wear it over and over.

It was a relatively simple dress, crushed black velvet made up the bodice of and was separated from the skirt with a big faux rose and thick band of red ribbon. The bottom half was a massive skirt made up of red tartan fabric.

annie loved nothing more than twirling around and around in the dress, watching the skirt flow out around her. So Matty had been subjected to sitting and watching his daughter spin about 27 times in the past few weeks, but the pure joy on her face made any time spent with her worth it.

Both you and Matty shoot each other a frightened look before swiftly hanging up. Matty immediately doted on Annie and explained that he just needed to make one more batch before they could start their house.

You on the other hand were lying flat on your sofa staring at the ceiling, before turning to scream into a pillow. 

You had a boyfriend. A hot, dilf boyfriend…

Whose daughter may have just found out you're dating, and that simple fact might make you lose your job.

Shit. 

…worth it though.

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It had been 2 hours since the near miss with Annie, and Matty was 90% sure you were in the clear. Annie hadn't said anything suspicious, and she's not known for her ability to keep quiet. 

Hed managed to placate her with some chocolate biscuits and put on home alone for the 5th time that week as he finished off the replacement gingerbread. And not to toot his own horn, but it turned out pretty fucking good.

For someone who has only ever baked when stoned and burnt it every time, Matty was very proud. He sent you a photo of all the pieces and was over the moon when your reponse was nothing but praise. He tried to ignore the flurry of butterflies that erupted in his stomach at your words.

God, falling in love was not for the weak.

Just as Matty thought he was going to get away scott free, Annie chimed in and completely shattered any confidence he had.

“We should add a miss y/n gingerbread daddy,” Annie says innocently grabbing a fresh gingerbread man and placing it in front of her, she picked up the icing and began crafting you in gingerbread form.

He almost felt his eyes bulge out of his head at his daughter's words. Matty fought to act casual, but he couldn't help the way his words broke when he spoke to her.

“Wh- why would we do that peanut? I thought this was a family gingerbread house” he coughed as he finished, the words feeling heavy in this throat.

Annie was oblivious to the waver in Matty's voice and answered in the simple way only a child could, “Miss Y/n is nice, she deserves to have a gingerbread man too!"

Annie nods assuredly as she speaks, adding the hair made of strawberry laces to the figure in front of her. Her tongue was poking out the corner of her mouth as she focused on placing each strand, clearly treating this as her pièce de résistance.

Icing sugar was sprinkled throughout her curls, and smudges of icing were on her face. Annie's tongue was tinged blue from the sweets she had been sneaking as they decorated, sugar granules speckled her lips also.

After a deep breath, Matty managed to regulate himself before he answered, assured that Annie had no idea about him and you being together. “That's a nice idea, sweetheart. She can stand next to Auntie Charli.”

Matty knows it's ridiculous, but for some reason, the idea of your gingerbread men standing together makes his heart flutter. and he's not so sure he could play it cool around Annie when it did.

jesus, what have you done to him? He's getting giddy at the idea of biscuits standing near each other.

Annie narrows her eyes suspiciously at Matty, and he almost thinks he has been caught. But thankfully, she perks up and says, “Okay!” without a hint of questioning in her voice.

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It's 9 pm once Matty finally gets Annie settled in bed. Clearly, the numerous sweets she snuck had enough sugar in them to have her bouncing off the walls for the rest of the night. It was only after the 3rd book when Annie's eyes began to get heavy, and soft snores left her lips.

Matty took a photo of the gingerbread house in front of him, smiling down at the image on his phone. Maybe you all really could be a family. 

“Annie insisted on adding you to our gingerbread house” is the caption Matty added to the photo before sending it to you, it seemed he had forgotten about his freak out earlier and was just giddy about getting to include you.

“Ohmygod. Does she know??” came your quick reply, clearly freaking out about being found out.

“From what I can tell she has no idea, i think she just loves you”

Matty has to fight the urge to type “I think she just loves you like I do”, not wanting to scare you off 2 weeks into dating him. He moved fast, but not that fast. 

“Oh, she's so sweet. You better not eat me”

Before Matty can type the dirty response he had in his head, a follow-up text comes from you.

“NO NOT LIKE THAT MATTHEW. I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING” Matty laughs out loud at your quick response, loving how well you knew him already.

“;)” is the eloquent response Matty decides on.

"you're such a twat" you type, ignoring the love sick smirk on your face.

[laughing-with-god]

How would victor jungkook be ?

in terms of what? like yandere or his story?

well, my original plan was that Victor's revenge would be the sequel to Quarter Quell once JK won it and he'd join the other victors. However, I used Taehyung in QQ so it wouldn't make sense if he was also in VR lol. Ofc, i can prob do a rewrite and just replace taehyung in QQ, but idk.

either way, here are some random headcanons for how I picture jk as a Victor

thinks some of the other victors only won on a technicality and doesn't mind making passive-aggressive comments about it

does NOT like being associated with Jin or Jimin's weak asses, thinks they're sneaky little shits who had to rely on tricks bc they would lose in a physical fight

he's very popular as a victor. tbh i think he's the only one who rivals jimin's popularity. the capitol love how bloodthirsty he is. while jimin mainly has female fans, jungkook has a good mix of both since men want to be like JK, and obvi women find him hot

I think he'd do a lot of tv shows and interviews. he knows people value his input for games so I can see him offering his insight on current tributes. remember the scoring system for how tributes would get rated? i can see him being asked to be on the team that assess those.

as a mentor, I think he'd be the type to pick a favorite and only really focus on that kid. he doesn't care if it's heartless, he's not wasting his time on a lost cause just to make them feel better.

I can see him looking at the other kid like "you might as well live it up while you can, you probably aren't gonna make it past the bloodbath."

if by some miracle that kid did survive and win, JK would be like ".....damn, guess I owe you a drink. my bad. welcome to victor's row tho :)"

as a mentor, he will tell his kids to just stick to the career alliance. if for some reason a kid from 2 wanted to align themselves with someone whose not a career, JK would just be like "ur on your own w that" bc ain't no way he's gonna attempt to talk to non career victors who prob hate him

I think he's another victor who splits his time pretty evenly between the capitol and his home district.

does not have to sell his body or anything because he is a capitol fav, but I do think he'll make shitty comments towards jimin

"Hi whore- I mean, Jimin"

yeah those two hate each other lol^^

doesn't really have any triggers or trauma from his games.

if anything he looks back at it with fond memories, which kinda freak the rest of the victors out

I don't think he has any victor friends

thinks jin and jimin are weak, namjoon is too clever for his own good, yoongi is annoying, hoseok is ungrateful and tae is just there...

I think yoongi is the only one who outright tried fighting jk once in a drugged up rage

jk prob made a comment about a tribute from 6.

"I bet if we put morphling in the cornucopia she would've actually survived the bloodbath. all kids from six are just addicts."

yeah yoongi tried punching him for that and Jk wiped the floor with him, namjoon had to get involved

I don't know how he'd spend his winnings tbh. I don't see him being really into anything other than weapons.

As a yandere, i think he'd try really hard to market you guys as the ideal victor couple

he'd def talk anout marrying you and having other victor babies in interviews n shit

"when it comes time for Yn and I to train our kids for the games-"

it's an open secret that the capitol just let JK have you lol

[soobberries]

Dilf!Seonghwa pt 2.

Author's Note: Mayhaps I'm tempted to make this a proper fic series and rewrite it... But for now, it's going to be a 'deconstructed fanfiction' as I call it. Let me know if you want a part 3! Feedback is always appreciated too!

Also, this hasn't been properly proofread :p

Warning: Despite this technically being based on a legal reader, since there is a somewhat large age gap - thought I would clarify:

Please be aware that I do not condone any type of relationships between minors and adults, nor do I encourage the idea of being a homewrecker. This is all just fiction! So without further ado, let’s get started!

Genre: Doesn’t exactly have one but has elements of crack and is suggestive.

Age: This is written for a somewhat mature audience so please, no under 16s. Stay safe younglings <3

Word Count: 3.9k

Part one: click here!

Yeah booooiiiiiz, let’s go!

After the first encounter at the fundraiser, which by the way, was ruined by some PTA moms gossiping outside the bathroom door (which caused you and Mr. Park to get the shock of your lives. Fumbling around the enclosed space in slight panic with the sudden reality check of where you two were). 

It ended in him having covered your exposed self with his blazer, insisting you can keep it, secretly in hopes that it would be an excuse to somehow see you again. 

Despite it being painfully awkward (read: unlawful), you were far too intrigued by Mr. Park to let that be your last encounter as well. 

I mean who can blame you? It was a day that definitely took you for a ride (and perhaps not the exact one you would prefer but who knows, maybe it'll lead to the ideal one 🤪). 

jk jk… Unless-

Sometimes you even question if it was a fever dream or something but… you knew it wasn't- 

… the blazer stared you down a lot. It definitely was real. 

So you maaaay have decided against your better judgment to look after Nila a whole lot more these days, just in the rare case you may bump into him :D

You’ve been pretty unlucky though.

You’ve become used to seeing Yerim running towards you with Nila to give you hugs though… which honestly? A very wholesome experience so you can't complain. 

Yerim loved you now since Nila was her best friend and if you were taking Yerim back to Nila’s house or they were going to hang out, you’d take them out for ice cream secretly without their parents knowing (which made it even more exciting for them).

Listen, part of you knew that maybe all this was stupid, and the chances of seeing him were slim, but it wasn’t all too bad and you didn’t have anything to lose.

These two kids were basically like your own but without the burden and responsibility of being an actual parent, and you were making some decent cash over the summer (plus your mom was pleased with how much you were helping her co-worker since it helped their relationship too.) 

Which was great honestly. You grew to like the two munchkins since they weren’t bad or rude. They were both a little chaotic and loud at times, but overall, just really sweet, happy kids. You couldn’t help but cherish them.

So even without seeing the handsome devil himself, you felt satisfied with your looney decision as it came with other benefits. 

It wasn’t until one particular day after the girls had some late afternoon sports practice that you ended up finally seeing the man that's been plaguing your thoughts for the past while. 

Of course, you were excited to see that he was indeed, not a figment of your imagination anymore, however, you weren't as happy as you thought you'd be. 

In fact, you were pretty angry when you did end up seeing him…

You had good reason to be though.

After their practice, Nila asked if you and her could wait with Yerim until her mom came to fetch her so she wouldn’t be alone...and yes perhaps some undying curiosity about who the mysterious ‘Mrs Park’ actually was, was urging you to stay…

But you did also care for the two girls so it was a no-brainer when you ultimately sat down with them outside at one of the nearby benches, not really bothered.

. 

… 

Uhhhh… nevermind?

It’s been about an hour and both girls were getting restless, as well as yourself. 

Where was Mrs Park, or at the very least, the driver she often sent to fetch Yerim instead? 

You offered your phone to Yerim, and she was polite and thankful at the gesture, however, after dialing the number she knew off by heart twice, her mother didn’t answer, so she phoned the only other number she knew: her dad.

Seonghwa’s coupe rolled up about thirty minutes after the call, and if it weren’t for the circumstance, you’d be eyeing down his expensive car more carefully.

“Daddy!” Yerim shouted, running towards him with her arms open, only relief and excitement in her voice.

He leaned down waiting for her hug before embracing her into his arms.

“Hey sweetheart! Sorry, I made you wait, love. Why don’t you go put your stuff in the car while Daddy speaks to Y/n?”

(score, he remembers your name. Yerim must mention you at home sometimes). 

The girl nodded, running towards you to give you a hug as a thank you before running off to the car with her things, Nila assisting in carrying her lunchbox and maths book to the car as well.

You stood arms crossed and all, staring him down expectantly. 

Seonghwa gulped at how scary the aura you were exuding appeared to be.

“Nice to see you again,” is all he could get out with a small smile; meekly, at that.

Your knees were weak at the sight of his smile but your head was still strong.

“You made your kid wait two hours, you know that? They close facilities in fifteen minutes. How could you let her wait so long?” You spoke calmly, but Seonghwa couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed despite the gentle voice.

It felt like you were aggressively scolding him, despite you actually being more reasonable than perhaps the situation granted.

His chest tightened; he knew it was because he hated seeing you even slightly upset, he just wasn’t exactly sure why.

It just gave him an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, as if he feared something…

“Her mom was supposed to come and she didn’t. Apparently, she had work and forgot to tell me…” He uttered while gazing at the floor and clasping his hands awkwardly in front of him.

It was the first time Seonghwa didn’t have this confident flair that was always present, even if it was just in his walk.

He genuinely looked upset with himself and it made your heart drop a little, realizing that it’s not really your place to speak about what you did. You were just some girl, You crossed the line…

But it obviously wasn’t purposeful and granted, something had to be said. Being left at school by your parents can sometimes be the worst feeling after a long school day, and you know Yerim has mentioned waiting at school for a long while more than once.

“Hey,” You reached over towards him, placing your hands atop his shoulders.

“It wasn’t your fault. You were busy right?”

Seonghwa, with a spark in his eye, looked towards you, hesitantly nodding.

He had a small pout displayed and for a second you couldn’t help but wonder how the hell this handsome, adult man could look so cute.

No wait, be serious here!

“It just shouldn’t become a habit. I saw how sad Yerim looked when her mom didn’t pick up the phone, but she said she’s used to it...I, I know it’s not my place, but I just worry for her. Sorry for overstepping.”

You let out a sigh looking away, before retracting your hands, wanting to give him some personal space.

But you couldn’t because when you pulled away he grabbed your forearms pulling you to your previous spot which was closer to him.

He trailed his hands gently down your arms, grasping your hands in his own.

“It’s okay. You’re right. I just, really didn’t know,” He said tenderly. 

His voice is only loud enough to reach your ears, and your ears alone.

“If you ever need me to urgently help out with Yerim, I don’t mind…” You said, trying to ignore the close proximity between the two of you and the very much intentional hand-holding.

Everything felt still and peaceful,

Perhaps it was due to the school being mainly empty and the sky getting darker but for a moment things stopped for a second, it was just you two in each other’s company while silence encompassed the two of you.

“It’s nice having someone like you care so much for her...and me as well. I’ll keep that in mind.” he gave your hands a soft squeeze.

Ignoring the heat rising to your face, you sent him a bashful smile. 

"Uhh, you should get going…" You said uncertainly, trying to be responsible, but you knew deep down that you didn't want to let go of him just yet. 

"You're right… Before I leave, can I have your number? For emergencies, like you said." He uttered out, letting go of your hands to reach for his phone, causing you to realize how warm his hands were keeping yours. 

“I actually still need to return your blazer…” you mumbled mindlessly, as you took his phone, typing away.

He chuckled, placing his hand on the back of his neck, “Right, I almost forgot! Seems I remembered everything else about you that day except that,” he said, only to somewhat regret his ambiguous words after they came out of his mouth. 

You nodded, unsure exactly what he entailed, but you had a good idea of what he may have been referring to.

You awkwardly exchanged numbers with him before you both parted ways.

This was a bad idea…Offering up your services just like that… Especially since it’s not null of selfish intentions.

But, for now, if no one is getting harmed, then, whatever.

You’ll handle what comes when you get there if you get there.

So lil time skip of about two weeks and you’re chilling, procrastinating the cleanup that you should be doing this Friday afternoon when you get a notification— Seonghwa’s name appearing on screen.

Hey, I know this is a bit sudden, but it’s the end of our business quarter and I have to stay late. Yerim will be all alone at home and no one will be there until 11pm. I’m sorry to ask this of you, but would you be willing to look after her? I promise I’ll compensate you generously.

Are you really about to look after this dude’s kid because you think he’s hot when you could rather be hanging out with friends or watching movies (or actually cleaning)?

Yeah. deal with it.

Of course! I don’t mind at all. Is there anything particular I should know (like should I bring her dinner or-)? And I hope we can discuss the compensation when you arrive home :)

Oh man… your mind really shouldn’t be jumping the gun here but it’s like, really really hard to not think about this scenario playing out…

What scenario?

Him compensating for this through physical means instead-

Iykyk.

He lets you know that there are some leftovers in the fridge that you can heat up for Yerim and sends you his address.

On your way there you can’t help but wonder why his wife isn’t there or a caretaker for Yerim. Is she also working late or are they not staying with each other..? It’s none of your business but of course, you were curious.

The whole situation just seemed weird to you so perhaps you’d see if you can figure something out from Yerim.

Upon arriving, your jaw dropped at how fancy the place was. Like yeah, he seemed like he had a decent job but to be raking in this much money? Damn…

There was a glass staircase, floors made of marble, and art pieces that you knew only wealthy people have the privilege of buying, and let’s not forget the fancy security system, that Seonghwa so graciously gave you the password to.

You laid your things down, calling out to Yerim before she shouts that she was coming.

You see her scurry down the stairs, running towards you to give you a hug. You pick her up, amused by her excitement.

“Y/n! Are you looking after me?” She asks with bright eyes and you give her a nod to which she smiles, elated. 

“But your dad gave me some rules to follow and I don’t want to get in trouble. I’m sure you don’t either, right?” 

She eagerly nodded, seeming to have a war flashback to when her dad got mad at her. 

“Then let’s be good, alright?” You chuckled at her reaction.

You set her down, and after exploring the house nonchalantly, you played with her a bit before letting her go do her own thing in her room.

While silence filled the floor you were on, the various things lying around in the house piqued your interest. 

You walked up to a small desk that had very few minimalistic ornaments and three frames, as well as some flowers that seemed to have started withering.

Upon further inspection, you realized that in the frame were Yerim, Seonghwa, and the infamous Mrs. Park. You couldn’t help but scoff at how pretty she was. Bright, bold eyes, thick heart-shaped lips, a small nose, a long neck giving her an elegant appearance, dark raven hair, and a nice figure to top it all off.

You’d be lying if you said Seonghwa and her didn’t look beautiful together. 

In fact, they must’ve been the talk of their neighborhood with how well they visually complemented each other. People likely gushing over what a pretty couple they make.

You placed the frame down, picking up the vase of flowers, wanting to change the browning water.

You didn’t understand why, but you felt a bit bitter while staring at the photos. 

Maybe it was because of your obvious attraction to Seonghwa or maybe it was because through small anecdotes you’ve figured out that she’s seemingly neglectful to her family.

Either way, despite her being beautiful, it irked you to stay staring at the sweet family photos.

You walked away busying yourself with the vase, thinking of how interesting it is… 

They look like the perfect family in those photos, happy as ever…Meanwhile, Seonghwa has revealed to you how stressed and strained his relationship was, and you’ve witnessed Yerim look dejected whenever her mom or sometimes even her father failed to show up to school events.

When placing the flowers back in their original place, you shook your head, trying to get your thoughts in order as you made your way elsewhere in the house.

You sunk into the couch like a melting slug, wondering if this was a good idea. 

‘This’ as in you taking time to somehow be involved in his life, even if it’s indirect.

It’s harmless now; you’re just some young person crushing on Seonghwa and using opportunities to see him…

The problem comes if he tempts you to throw away your self-control or even vice versa (since you know you don’t do too much thinking when around Seonghwa), and if things start escalating…

With a heavy sigh leaving your mouth, you decide that as long as you don’t overstep your boundaries, you should be fine…Right?

It isn’t long before you heat up those leftovers for Yerim and make a little plate of something for yourself.

You help her get ready for bed, as it starts getting later. You try to make it entertaining and fun for her since she seemed to be a little hesitant to sleep until her dad came home. 

Through what Yerim said, it seemed like her mom hasn’t been home for the past few days.

Tucking her in bed, after reading a short story book you found lying around on the bookshelf in her room, you sat there listening as she told you about her favorite character from that book.

You chuckled at the absurd reasons she gave as to why that character was her favorite, such as the fact that they liked cereal bars and she liked them too even though some people in her class would tease her because they hated them. 

While pulling the duvet up to her head as she dosed off after rambling, you gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. You stood up switching off the lights before stopping in your tracks as she called your name.

“Y/n..?”

You turned around waiting for her to continue,

“Can you come over more often?”

You couldn’t help but furrow your eyebrows in confusion at the request.

“Hmm? Why?”

“Well, you tuck me in and it’s fun when you’re around…Plus Daddy smiles whenever I talk about you so I think he likes you.”

Does she not normally get tucked in? Does Seonghwa talk about me with her a lot?

You gave her a soft smile, “Goodnight Yerim.” 

You headed downstairs, cleaning up the place a bit and doing the dishes before settling on the couch, watching whatever show was on as you waited for Seonghwa.

It was twenty minutes in when you realized looking after kids is no joke, even when they aren’t causing trouble. You were totally ready to have a nice rest after this.

You were fighting your sleep when 11:30pm hit but thankfully It wasn’t long until you heard the front door open, followed by the sound of business shoes hitting the marble. 

You stretched your arms and legs, standing up and switching the TV off, turning around to look towards the hallway entrance,

“Welcome home!” You sang out to Seonghwa, who was startled at the greeting.

His tired eyes lit up at the sight of you and he let out a breathy chuckle, as he took off his coat, hanging it on the hooks near the front. 

He was wearing a white dress shirt with a patterned tie and black slacks, and damn, did he look fucking hot. 

You were a little embarrassed that it didn’t take much for you to get flustered and worked up but his appearance was rather stunning for someone who spent the whole day at work. 

He ruffled his hair a bit, and loosened his tie, walking over towards you with a genuine smile.

“I can’t remember the last time I heard someone welcome me home,” he uttered, popping a few more buttons open, and folding up his sleeves, revealing his toned arms that you vaguely remember, “normally Yerim is either asleep when I get home, or otherwise I fetched her from school and we both came home together…” He trails off to which you nod, shyly petting your hair down, suddenly a little more conscious of your own appearance.

He comes to a stop in front of you, tilting his head, looking at you tenderly.

“It’s nice hearing it, especially so sincerely…”

You open your mouth to say something, only to close it, not fully sure how to respond. You look down to the floor, fumbling over what to say. Normally you’d be a lot quicker, but of course, it seems nothing really is normal when it comes to your behavior around Mr. Park.

He didn’t think much, before reaching out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, cradling your cheek in his palm just after. You felt your breath hitch, realizing that even if you tried to speak, you’d choke on your own words.

WHAT WAS HE DOING RN??? HELLO SIR???

He brushed his thumb against your cheek, and you were honestly, just stumped. 

You didn’t know what was going on but you dreamt of this touch for far too long to slap him away like you probably should have.

“Sorry, you had some type of fluff on your cheek,” he uttered, removing his hand which you had to stop yourself from chasing. 

Really..? Fluff? 

You couldn’t tell if he was serious or just using an excuse… 

You knew you liked him and further, you knew the attraction was mutual, but for some reason, it still all felt a bit surreal.

“Was everything okay here? Did Yerim cause you any trouble?” He said gently, his voice low.

“No, not at all! The worst thing she did was tire me out a little bit, but nothing I’m not capable of managing,” you let out an airy chuckle, opting to bite your lip just after feeling slightly awkward. 

He made you nervous in a good way, but also in a way you didn’t know how to handle.

“Oh? It’s a shame. I was hoping I’d be the one responsible for tiring you out tonight,” He chuckled before immediately dying down as he processed what he just said and openly insinuated. 

You almost choked, but swallowed the lump in your throat down instead.

Did he just-

What in the Wattpad was going on?

Not that you minded, I mean the delusional self in you was jumping at this.

Even so, outwardly you had no idea how to respond, feeling overwhelmed enough to just laugh nervously, and beyond your better judgment say this:

“We haven’t exactly discussed my compensation yet, Mr. Park.”

Oh fuck.

Oh.

Fuck.

You said that. YOU REALLY SAID THAT???

Panic.

He scoffs, looking away and you catch a glimpse of his reddening ears. 

“You’re driving me mad” he utters under his breath, seemingly to himself, but you could obviously hear his words...

“Why the sudden formalities? ‘Mr. Park’? Y/n, surely you know by now…” His voice was low and his actions bold as he placed his hand against your waist, leaning over so that his lips were brushing against your ear.

It was giving you flashbacks of when you first met and your heart raced once again at the proximity. 

“I like it when you call me by my name.” 

He was firm in what he said, and his voice sounded different from anything you’ve heard before.

It took everything in you to keep standing, your legs threatening to cave in. 

You placed your hands against his shoulders, both yours and his touch rather chaste considering the connotation of your words.

“Is that so? Maybe I need a reason to do that in the first place…” You uttered out, breath shaky and mind foggy. 

You were hoping he understood what you meant by that, your dazed state not even concerned for any rationality.

He tightened his grip against your waist, letting his head drop against your neck as he chuckled.

“I don’t know what to do with you, Y/n,” he said, now with a lighter tone laced with uncertainty.

It was a small call to reality, but he wasn’t making any action to let you go.

In fact, he only wrapped his other arm around you, pulling his head away to look at you, rather intensely at that-

You felt a little doubtful under his gaze. 

You could see a swirl of emotions in his eyes and he no doubt was feeling similar to you, but there was moral conflict tearing you both away from your desires.

“Sorry-” you whispered out, unable to come up with something better, only to be cut off.

“I do know, however— that I want you.” 

Your breath hitched and you subconsciously slid your hands higher, wrapping them around his neck, hinting to him that the feelings are mutual.

He wanted to hear it said from you directly though. Not willing to take a chance at this moment, he pulled you closer.

“So tell me…” He trailed, eyeing your expression carefully as he brought one hand to cradle your face just as before, “What do you want?”

Oh, fuck this. Consequences can wait. 

You leaned in, brushing your lips against his.

“This,” 

You closed the gap between you two, finally able to feel his lips against yours.

[fanyyy444]

Heyy!! Just wanted to ask if any of the bts member will have a crush on jk fs I don't believe in it but I saw a lot of readings about this so I was just curious about your thoughts in it ...don't get me wrong sorry in advance !!

Heyy💕💕

Will BTS Members Have A Crush on Jungkook's FS?

Namjoon

The Empress, Ace of Wands.

Lmao yes, he will think that she's very sexy and his possible ideal type, an interesting woman.

Seokjin

7 of Cups, King of Swords.

Nah❌

Yoongi

3 of Swords, 8 of Cups.

Why the heartbroken card tho?..

Hobi(Aka my husband, 1000% real 0% fake)

The Devil, 7 of Wands.

Not at all..He thinks she's sexy though sometimes. I was going to just say "no" but we can't forget about that sexual thing from the devil card right..It won't be like a crush, but he will find her really sensual sometimes.

Jimin

The Chariot, Queen of Swords.

A slight yes. It's not 100% like the definition of a crush, but he still find her really attractive in a way. He likes her confidence.

Taehyung

2 of Pentacles.

It's a maybe more pushed to a no, he didn't wanted to participate at all..I felt that he felt uncomfortable with that question..

That's it, hope you enjoyed💕

Please take it as entertainment only, do not take it too seriously, and remember that each tarot reader has their own way of reading and interpreting tarot cards, and that it cannot be 100% accurate, thank you❤️

🫂💜

[mrs-monaghan]

Idk if it's insecurity or thinking about all possibilities lol but I'm starting to think JK is dating sohee. He could've selected any actress to feat on his MV but he particularly selected her in a sexy mv.

As you know Wooga squad always date between their mutual friends. We have Taennie and now Park seo Joon and Jennie's youtuber friend. So hee is also very close with wooga squad and now JK is also close with them. During premieres, there was no need for JK's attendance there, still he went. And you can see he being suddenly so exicted when sohee's name was announced by MC. He literally whipped his head while he was walking away from venue. So maybe he met her through them and is dating her now ?

And if you look without any bias Sohee is literally his female version and ticks all of his ideal type column including being elder than him to feed his ever famous noona kink. Tbh sohee fits it way more than what we thought Jimin is what his ideal type is. I won't be surprised if he fell in love with someone who's exactly like him. And I'm expecting that dating confirmation anyday (tho it won't happen like Taennie didn't) so I'll be less sad about Jikook lol. I think I shouldn't be hyped about Jkk anymore and slowly stop shipping them at all as at the end it will be not positive.

Good morning its 9:53 AM here in the UK and I'm literally putting on my face, getting ready for Church. So you are gonna get good polite Shaz coz you know...Church 😆

Anyway, I am happy you have decided to root for JK and this woman. I am posting this ask hoping others see this and heed what I say when my anons are on again. You think Jimin and JK are with other people? Awesome. Good for you. Now do us both a favour and keep this shit to yourself. Okay?

I honestly don't understand why you're here telling me this??? You wanna support JK with this random lady we've literally only heard of for less than a month as opposed to... u know what, I'm not gonna bring Jimin into this. You do you luckymoonpaper. Just please keep me out of your fantasies. I mean, I'm glad u thought of me, but umm

I'm good. Thanks ✌🏽

[causesciencethatswhy]

The way Jikooks friendship even gets so minimised, all because JM is as close to JK as they want themselves or their self insert to be (because they don't understand/care for real Tae either) is so hurtful. Even beyond shipping, it's vile. It's also very telling how this is happening to Jimin in particular. Reeks of homophobia and a whole lot of internalised misogyny if you ask me. Same with Hoseok a lot of the time, too, especially in the Yoonmin dynamic.

The state of Army especially on twitter is...a lot to take in.

Exactly what I keep thinking. I've always considered that the vitriolic hate tkkrs/kpop fans in general have for jm is a result of internalized misogyny and I remember blinks or someone had mocked army's when they'd first brought it up because apparently men cannot be victim's of misogyny (some people need to really take a gender studies class in college is all I'm saying to that ).

Because jm presents in a more softer way that lends to feminity he also becomes the easy soft target to becoming the "other women" to their ships. It kind of made me really notice how a lot of the type of fetishisy shipper groups that you see in bl/fujoshi spaces are very similar to how tkkrs behave. The same intense hatred for the 'women'/women aligned characters and the immediate dislike for more feminine queer men is all something I've seen in fetishing bl spaces a lot.

The way jimin presents is much more obviously queer than any other member (purely based on mannerisms, cause if you hear joon or yoongi talking about love for a few minutes you can put two and two together). And his overt queerness makes a lot of cis hetero shippers (or kpop fans ) uncomfortable because they're forced to confront their internalized homophobia and misogyny head on. So they find a way to diminish his importance to the other members or villanise to cartoonish levels to deal with that discomfort.

I think the jikook suffer the worst brunt of this because jk for a majority of the fandom is the 'ideal boyfriend material' member , and that's perfectly fine as long as you're still able to see him as a full person outside of your fantasies of him. Jk obviously adores and admires jm (even if we're just looking at them as platonic besties). There should be no apparent reason to feel so threatened by jimins presence and importance in his life, except you see something There too. Except jimins queerness makes you uncomfortable and you project that onto jk.

As for the hobi thing with ynmin I honestly had no idea that he gets similar treatment in their theories (tho I'm not too surprised if that's the case).

I can barely scroll through army twt these days tbh. It's just bad takes, solo stan recruitment or ppl being dismissive of actual issues that army's should be focusing on like the kicking out 🛴 Braun from hybe, but instead being forced to debate blinks for the 100th time.

[not-goldy]

Nah goldy that's what i meant NOT ON STREETS and not for fans kajsjwiowlsmxjsksn

I meant among idols or celebs, inside their company where multiple groups come and go, backstage of a music show, in an award show, through common friends etc etc... I STILL THINK ITS JIMIN

I've never seen idols except 97 liners speaking about JK lol. But we have many idols who swoon over Jimin. All younger groups ask Jimin to do a challenge with them. EVEN JESSI, who's 'ideal type' was JK btw. She went in for hobi's listening party as someone who had crush on JK and came back being whipped by Jimin 😭 saying how cute and well behaved kid he is, she talked to him for a hour or something etc etc..while she didn't spoke anything about JK nor we saw even a pic of them together as JK was vibing near the stage alone. Doesn't that say enough?

Ma'am did you ask for my opinion or for me to regurgitate and validate your opinion????

You asked who is approachable to ask out on a date. I told you I find Jk more approachable.

I wud tremble at the knee if I was asked to say hi to Jm any where in this universe.

If I had to hang around him, I'll gather six of my pals and I'll make sure it was in a public space cos those one on one in person interaction with him alone- the thought of it gives me anxiety. HI Jimin.....

You never understand the stress and anxiety boys go through to ask girls out do you 😭😭😭😭😭😭

If he agreed to date me, I'll be so terrified to call him to ask how his days going so I'll never call or text or speak to him🥲

And if he called I wouldn't know how to respond without my voice cracking each time. I'd be so stressed I'll stop picking his calls and we'd go months without talking and ooh if he breaks up with me I'll jump off a cliff 😭😭😭😭😭😭

The only way I can date him is if the relationship was toxic. He'd be like I love you-

Naa, just him use me. Use me sir.

Just come take whatever you want and go, no cuddles nothing cos I'd be so nervous to put my hands around him all the time and too shy to talk to him, and too weak to say no to him.

Like my heart would be beating so fast you'll hear it all the from from the other side of the continent.

You think JK was running away from him in those early days because he wanted to???

Dude be so lost and tongue tied around him sometimes 🙄

With all the real estate dude jx stopped breathing😭😭

Even Namjoon isn't immune how much more me🤧

But back to this Ask, I feel you shifting the conversation into who's more sociable and I feel that's redundant isn't it?

Of course every one and their mother knows Jungkook is an introvert 🙄

He might be easy to approach don't mean he can chatter on and on with you in public or with people he doesn't know spontaneously- he's not a social butterfly. He's said it himself he gets awkward around people he doesn't know and can be quite reserved in public settings.

Of course you won't find lots of idols bedside his friendship group talk about him he doesn't have to wide a group that we know of💀

And everyone knows Jimin is extroverted and a social butterfly. He should be able to have long chatty conversations if he wants to.

But approachable is not the same as sociable.

But again, I feel I will enjoy Jk's company more because I don't feel a need to want to impress him. I feel like he'd be down for anything. And he's totally the type to make long intersections of silence feel less awkward.

I could literally be around him and not say a single word and that would still feel like the most fun time I've ever had cos I'm equally introverted and don't have much to say in in person interactions.

We'd talk about memes one minute and the next we'd be talking about something serious, drift into silence, suddenly burst out giggling we remembered something funny, share it with each other and go back to doing nothing- THIS IS MY DEFINITION OF IDEAL COMPANIONSHIP.

They both great individuals with great personality they just have unique expressions of those personalities. One is not more valid than the other.

Now here's the exit.

I need to go back to doing nothing

[joyswonderland1108]

“You guys have changed”

Hi hello, i’m back again with my “this fandom is shitty” rant.

On today’s live (or yesterday depending on where you live) Joon said this very sentence after reading some comments and what can i say? Surprised? Not the slightest, if anything y’all already know where i stand when it comes to this fandom. 

“Yoongi marry me” “I’m X member’s wife” “Touch your nose if *ship* is real” “Speak English”, etc etc.. 

Let’s talk about each “category” separately. 

“Marry me” “I’m X’s wife” 

It’s okay to joke once or twice about one thing but when it gets too repetitive.. Why the fuck do these boys even bother coming live if every other comment is “marry me” or “I’m X member’s wife” at least be original? Make it funny? Stop maybe assuming that they even want to get married or even intend on marrying the opposite gender? 

I’m going to set the point on my last sentence here. At some point it starts to get a bit too offensive when the boys keep on trying to share things that are personal to them, whether it’s in a direct way or indirect way, just for this fandom to completely misunderstand them or not even bother trying to understand in the first place. It’s bad enough that the boys can’t really say things literally as they are but they still try to get the message out there just for this fandom to completely dismiss it and not give them a chance to be understood, but the fact that they also have to remind them through direct comments that they don’t give one flying fuck about what the boys are trying to share with us, trying to let us understand. 

Yoongi didn’t say that "i focus on personality and atmosphere, i don’t have an ideal type and it’s not limited to a girl”  Just for your asses to be commenting “I’m Yoongi’s wife”, i bet if one of y’all sickos could’ve thought about switching the heteronormativity in this “joke” at least once despite being a woman yourself and go for a “I’m Yoongi’s husband” that would’ve made him smile for the sole reason that it’s not the same bullshit he sees every single time. 

I remember a few days ago i came across a snippet from an SKZ live on tiktok, well it was originally Bangchan’s live and Han decided to join

The way they had fun with that question, the way they just answered it like it was just another monday, the way it didn’t feel annoying, the way it was an open door for them too to crack jokes with stays.. Lemme just tell you beforehand that stays are original and so far from what i noticed their comments are mostly fun they also like to mention memes in the comments to which, i believe usually it’s Bangchan, who actually let’s them know that he DID see this and that, that he did see some edits, etc.. It’s basically a whole conversation in the comments not the same lame ass jokes every single time. 

Mentioning other idols in the comments.. 

And for what? If said idol has NOTHING to do with the members, why even bring up their name? If it wasn’t part of some type of collab, some type of acknowledged outing, or something similar why are we even talking about someone else in the boys lives what are they? A directory service? Mentioning the collab with Charlie Puth to JK is OK, mentioning the collab with Psy to Yoongi is OK, mentioning the collab with Taeyang to Jimin is OK, mentioning the collab with So Yoon to Joon is OK, etc.. but randomly mentioning some idol unprovoked? 

I’m going back to a Bangchan live, the very recent one when he was asked if he saw how Jimin mentioned Felix in Pixid 

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The question didn’t come out of nowhere, they didn’t just ask him about Jimin and called it a day, they precisely mentioned the part where Jimin mentioned Felix who is Chris’s (Bangchan) fellow bandmate and friend, also can you just see how genuine Chris’s reaction is? The way he was so happy to talk about that, the way he was so excited, the way he was just like you and i. And we did end up getting Felix doing the “Like Crazy” challenge after all

“Speak English” 

Well no bitch how about YOU speak Korean for a change? YOU decided to stan a South Korean boy group and for all we know the official language in South Korea isn’t English, they don’t have to speak YOUR language or the language YOU best understand just to soothe your entitlement, if they do speak it from time to time it’s just out of generosity from them that they don’t even have to give to this shitty fandom.

It’s also the fact that they repeatedly keep on telling you that they don’t speak English or their English isn’t really good, that they don’t feel comfortable enough to speak English, but the comments keep on repeating the same bullshit order not even request, not only on every live but on the same live right after they say that they can’t speak English other comments pop up asking the same shit.

YOU go learn Korean, YOU go make the effort, they already make enough effort to give you high quality content, to stay in touch with a much undeserving fandom, to keep this fandom satisfied, you name it, so why on earth are we trying to burden them even more? 

“Do this and that if *ship* is real”

No comment really.. It’s like the whole “blink if you’re being held hostage”, why the fuck would anyone with a sane mind think it’s okay to ask any member to do some type of sign to hint at a non-existent romantic relationship and to make it worse it’s sometimes about some very unrealistic pairings too, people they barely even interact with if not at all. Y’all go read some aus or something if that’s all you ever want from the boys. 

Members could be talking about something serious, something touching, and the comments are basically just not caring about any of that more focused on getting their fantasy fulfilled. You should know that if the boys want to hint at something they don’t need a comment asking them to do it, if they’re trying to be cryptic or hint at anything it’ll spontaneously come from them, the same way JK decided HIMSELF to hint at “Letter”, it was his own decision, what HE wanted and if they want to hint at a relationship believe me you won’t even need to bother asking, they’ll be dropping the hints themselves and it’s up to attentive Army to notice. 

~

I love how through years Jin, Joon, Yoongi and Tae have set some boundaries with Army, it’s like.. They’re already so fed up with all the toxicity and the entitlement, on the other hand our 3J are just way too fucking kind for this damn fandom, despite all the crappy things this fandom does they still manage to make time for us, manage to interact with us, manage to play a bit with us, jokingly flirt with us, heck Hobi gave us a whole boyfriend pov during his live and i don’t know if Army are actually dense or.. But do they really think it’s meant in a serious way? That JK being flirtatious some times means he wants to hook up with Army? That Jimin being kind enough to reply to silly questions makes him easy enough? Do they seriously not notice how they just genuinely want to make those interactions more fun but Army make everything regrettable.

Gosh i feel like i had much more shit to say about this but i’m already exhausted enough with long posts and my brain isn’t braining. Can this fandom get any shittier? 

[uyuforu]

Jungkook Astrology Masterlist

why only jungkook? = jungkook is the only member from bts that confirmed his birth time so only jungkook's astrology readings would be accurate. Until other members confirm theirs, I'll do Jungkook astrology first.

₊ ⊹ ALLEGEDLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY₊ ⊹

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Basics

Sun • Moon • Mercury • Venus • Mars • Jupiter • Saturn • Uranus • Neptune • Pluto • North Node • South Node • Ascendant

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Asteroids

Juno • Groom • Briede • Union • Karma • Boda • Lovelock • Destinn • Child • Ceres • Pallas • Lilith • Chiron • Fortune • Vertex • Vesta • Sappho • Psyche • Fama • Harmonia (…)

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Houses

1H • 2H • 3H • 4H • 5H • 6H • 7H • 8H • 9H • 10H • 11H • 12H

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Persona Charts

ಇ. Moon Personal Chart

ಇ. Venus Persona Chart

ಇ. Juno Persona Chart

ಇ. Groom Persona Chart

ಇ. Briede Persona Chart

ಇ. Boda Persona Chart

ಇ. DSC Persona Chart

ಇ. Fama Person Chart

ಇ. Union Persona Chart

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Solar Return Charts

ಇ. 2023-2024

ಇ. 2024-2025

ಇ. 2025-2026

ಇ. 2026-2027

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Synastry

ಇ. Jungkook & Mingyu (Seventeen) Synastry

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Composite

ಇ. Jungkook & Mingyu (Seventeen) Composite

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Astrology Readings

ಇ. Is Jungkook a womanizer?

ಇ. Jungkook's Love Languages

ಇ. JK's FS appearance indicators

ಇ. JK's FS and jealousy/ rumors/ gossips & the public

ಇ. JK's Ideal type (based on DSC Persona Chart)

ಇ. JK's Fama in Natal Chart + Briede Persona Chart

ಇ. When will Jungkook marry?

ಇ. When will Jungkook have children?

ಇ. Does Jungkook's FS has tattoos?

ಇ. Using Asteroid Union to predict Jungkook and his FS meeting

ಇ. Jungkook's In-Laws

ಇ. Jungkook's Fashion Style Evolution

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