#talking about being a dropout and having no job btw

[shalaandavar]

i always find the "what would your younger self think of u" question so funny bc. ohhh boy she would hate my guts. 16 yo me would try to beat me to death with a fucking club. like, i dropped out of college three times and im no longer a girl but a man whos constantly begging for dick, both things that she absolutely hated. i am going to therapy though she would be happy i got that :)

[omokers]

horangi headcanon list part 2

as written by a native korean

part 1 here

horangi viscerally hates k-pop

it’s just... really funny that way. people are like oh you’re korean? like jungkook from bts? like the girl kpop bands? that’s all i know btw. and he just bites them

on that note i think könig plays antifragile by lesserafim while working out and horangi has to stop himself from throttling him

this one’s a joke people would mention the north/south thing more

anyway onto more serious character backstory building HCs

horangi went to a shitty commercial high school and/or dropped out and joined the military early

if the gambling addiction developed during middle school, he may have decided that he needed to make money as soon in his life as possible; an allowance, however heavy, and part time jobs for students wouldn’t be enough.

in that case the best option for him would be to not go to an ordinary high school and instead go on to a commercial high school, which is a type of high school specialized in teaching their students business knowledge related to a specific field ie engineering, farming, fishing, hair and makeup, accounting, tourism, etc. they teach much less of anything involved with the university/college admission process, and so horangi would’ve given that up as an option.

if the gambling addiction developed during high school, he dropped out during high school so that he could work more and instead focused on getting a GED. education is big here; his family would not physically let him get away with not having that kind of qualification.

speaking of his family they would not have approved of these decisions at all; perception around commercial high schools are very bad.

related to the above headcanon; he joined the military as young as he physically could

that would be age 18. not korean age, international age 18. this is still within high school age- 3rd year of high school to be precise- but he would’ve dipped way beforehand.

depending on when his birthday is, because of course we don’t even know that, he could’ve joined as early as january or february- before people his age would’ve even begun their last year in high school.

he does get some shit for being so young and also having dropped out from high school, much less be in a university/college learning curriculum like everyone else

side note; korean AMABs, if they went on to university or college, usually take a break from school for 2 years after finishing anywhere from 1~4 semesters, the lesser the better, in order to serve their mandatory time unless they do not qualify physically to do so. in that case they do community service of various kinds instead but we ain’t talking about that. i don’t know any AMAB high school dropouts so i’m not sure how they’d do it, but they are definitely  the minority.

leading on from that one, he did not have a very accepting time in the military.

if your CO is younger than you that fucking sucks. and he’d be younger than literally everyone around him, even if he was deciding to just serve in the military for the rest of his life.

especially with the queer thing. we are on the website that we are and i am taking for granted that headcanons come with this guy is attracted to guys

korea’s still pretty homophobic. i don’t know personally any amab korean queers that have served in the military enough to expand upon this unfortunately but just from the age thing he wasn’t exactly immediately accepted into shit.

but he’s just that good. who cares if they don’t accept him. bitches.

[anxious-ace]

Chronorun Reports notes:

Van Helsing, Jekyll, and Mrs. Frankenstein (Victor's mom) are siblings with Abraham and Henry being twins and Caroline being a few years younger (specific ages will have to wait until my brain decides that doing math is worth it)

(they are all a mix of Dutch, British, and Swiss btw)

(yes this means that Victor is Van Helsing's and Jekyll's nephew)

Van Helsing formed the HOSC to essentially bring light to all of the scientific discoveries that are happening (Jekyll's serum, any supernatural being he encountered, the time machine, Victor's creation, Griffin's invisibility, and more) but not without the house members' consent

Now let's get into the plot- a good amount of people in this universe have powers (almost all of the members of both societies have powers)

They are as follows:

Van Helsing- gains an ability of whatever type of entity he conquers (if he were to slay a vampire he would only get one of the abilities shared within all vamps. Ie teleportation) as well as natural immunity to most (not all) supernatural attacks and anomalistic mastery (or that could just be from his job)

Jekyll- technically he speaks to Hyde through telepathy as well as having telekinesis

Hyde- telepathy like Jekyll (because of course) and the ability to teleport objects and people away from and to him

(Jekyll and Hyde are forced to work together because they are not able to do what the other can as well as the other)

Victor- weather control (I just wanted to reference the movies, I think he would use it to help him animate the creation)

Griffin- now I know you might think that I'm going to make his invisibility his power, but that's not the case. He can however talk to animals, he just doesn't want anyone to know.

Time traveler- let's get the obvious out of the way, he can see any point in time (past present, and future), and it proved very helpful (but overwhelming and contributes to his time blindness)

Sherlock- like the time traveler, he could be obvious (giving him some kind of hyper-intelligence) so I'll give him tactical analysis and the hyper intertellince (or he could not have the ability and just be that smart, I haven't decided yet)

Watson- since he's a physician and royal army surgeon (according to Wikipedia), giving him a healing ability (more so healing others) would be a fair but obvious move. However, I want his medical knowledge to be utilized (meaning he would use actual medical practices instead of relying on powers) so the proper techniques would still have to be used (more so internal and really bad external wounds, broken bones, and deep/wide cuts being examples)

Gwen- now she could be a little difficult (considering the fact she is someone else's oc and I'm a bit scared to ask because it might look like I'm stealing their idea) so I'll move on for now. (she could have enhanced reflexes as it would be really helpful)

Switching gears to more general ideas (I'm looking for a reason to segway into the investigative committee's powers)

Griffin and the time traveler don't use their names for reasons they'd rather not admit (it has something to do with their experiments)

Van Helsing and Jekyll may make it look like they hate Victor (because he's an irresponsible, spoiled, college dropout who can be a bit of a nervous wreck at the most inconvenient times possible) but they're still trying to help him get over everything (and to take some god damn responsibly for once in his life)

Van Helsing and Watson are transcribing past journals, audio logs (the series takes place in the 21st century), and more as a part of the whole "bring light to all of the scientific discoveries that are happening" thing the HOSC does

The HOSC is very queer (not really with each other but you know)

Jekyll is a trans, ace, gay man (maybe Hyde too, he hasn't really thought about it, both he/him though)

Victor is pansexual and nonbinary (he/they)

Griffin is a bi demi-boy (also he/they)

Sherlock seems to be more interested in his work than in relationships (aroace cis man)

Watson is more open to the idea than Sherlock is though, at some point being stated to have said "I think everyone looks nice, does that mean im attracted to everyone? No not everyone, but certain people attract me more than others." (doesn't put a label on gender either but uses he/it/they)

Time Traveler is a theatre kid so he is probably the most open with his sexuality and gender (gay nonbinary dude using they/it)

Again, I have no idea for Gwen as she is not my character (well none of them are, I might have one at some point but thats not what I'm here for) so I either ask the creator or leave her as unlabelled (which might not be a bad idea actually) although the picrew shows her as aroace

Van Helsing might be the only straight one (I say might be because he doesn't know, still uses he/him though)

Now for the Missing person's investigative committee: they are in charge of finding out the who, where, what, why, when, and how of missing person cases

Utterson and Poole started it after Jekyll faked his death, which happened about a week after Van Helsing got back from killing Dracula (so it was like 7 years ago based on Quincey jr's age in the main story)

I'm now imagining a very stressed Van Helsing hearing about his brother supposedly killing himself because his latest experiment went tits up (excuse me while I try not to cry)

Their powers are:

Utterson- since he's a lawyer, giving him something like Holmes' hyper-intelligence (if it's his ability at all) is kinda obvious so some kind of adaptive ability could be fun (body language analysis could be useful)

Poole- super speed to help him with all of his duties (and in case of emergencies)

Mycroft- I kinda want his to be out of the park but still useful in a way, fuck it he can turn off others' abilities either by touching them or snapping his fingers

Walton- some kind of internal GPS for his traveling

Kemp- I tried reading the invisible man wiki to see what kind of doctor he is (he did go to a medical school so that could help) but couldn't really find anything so im going in sorta blind. I'm just going to make him a shapeshifter

Now that that is out of the way, few more things until pride shit

If someone pisses off Mycroft, their powers are just gone for the day (which could be devasting if they piss him off during a very important mission)

Walton being the youngest (younger than Hyde but older than Victor) means he is often the fastest and most agile of the group (until Poole uses his super speed obviously)

He's basically the group's son (at least to most of them, Mycroft might have some warming up to do)

Now, pride:

Utterson- Jekyll's husband (cis bi man, uses he/him)

Poole- unlabeled sexuality (aro he/it user)

Mycroft- like Van Helsing, he might be the only straight one (uses he/him)

Walton- trans, demisexual man (he/them/it)

Kemp- omnisexual nonbinary (they/them)

@mrhyde-mrseek what do you think?

[cinnamon-notes]

addressing the highlights of my 2023 (you read it 2023, i read it the only year – since i was able to understand feelings and actually write – i didn't keep a diary/journal because of ✨ex✨ so do know that this thing im doing is quite important to me, someone who's always journaled about their feelings for 15 years but because of an abusive partner and a toxic relationship couldn't have their solo time or their privacy and now can't remember anymore what they went through for the past twelve months... this is me dis-dissociating, this is me healing)

january: i have no recollection of this month. literally nothing at all. not even pictures on my phone.

february: same as january. i don't know what happened. maybe i just got absorbed by my ex (very likely)

march: i did a job interview for a position that i dreamed about, but i didn't get it. this made me sad because i was a college dropout and i couldn't even get myself a job. so i signed myself up for some classes that'd get me a job. my ex started cheating on me. i fell back into sh. i was so suicidal. she'd never admit it to me although i knew it, and she'd always act very abusive. as for now i wonder why i didn't end things, but i do realize she was just so abusive that i couldn't see it, so it was completely okay if i had no more friends or family around because she'd made me cut them off, which was fine btw because i didn't need anyone but her, right? (spoiler: wrong)

april: things got slightly better with my ex but she kept having abusive behaviors. i had the worst fight of my life with my father. it was about the relationship that i was having. i didn't listen to him because he's very homophobic so he wasn't really accepting of my relationship, and i thought he was gonna say things based on his homophobia, so i didn't listen. plus, my ex brainwashed me into genuinely believing that whatever other people said from the outside of our relationship, it was fake and they couldn't know and couldn't tell, because they weren't experiencing it.

may: i got a job interview for a job i wasn't considering at all. i later got the job and it turned out to be way better than the one i had applied for in march. some friends from my high school years showed up back in my life telling me they couldn't understand why i ghosted them, and they would've wanted to stay friends. so i met those friends, we had very intense individual talks. they didn't give up on me. they decided they wanted to stay. they've actually wanted to stay the whole time, even when i cut them off, they just didn't want to sound disrespectful to my decision to stop being their friend. little did they know i never wanted that, my ex did. so we started being friends again. also, i met a girl at my job interview and i started being friends with her, she's so fun and she's my bestie now. my ex got jealous and felt threatened by all of it. she abruptly broke up with me to be with someone else (the one i'd known the entire time she was cheating on me with, and she knew i knew). i started living alone. i took up smoking daily. i took up drinking as a coping mechanism. i was way more suicidal and it was fucking scary to live alone like that. but im here writing this, which means i made it! i survived it!

june: i started going on trips and activities because i just couldn't be alone, it was dangerous for me to be alone. i couldn't even be alone the moment before falling asleep, so i'd just drink myself to sleep to help me survive at night. it was bad but i met some sweet people on those events. many of them, i don't talk to every day or don't talk at all now, but i had a good time, it was part of the healing process.

july: went camping with my friends. i started having feelings for someone (i'd later realize i wasn't attracted to them, there just was something in them that i appreciated and wished i had it too, so i was just looking up to them, which helped). one of my friends from high school took me to a concert, a local band was playing and i knew that band and i didn't wanna go because i used to listen to them with my ex and there was a specific song of theirs that we claimed our song. and they played it that night too, and my friend just suggested we'd both scream the lyrics on top of our lungs and have fun because that song is a good one and i don't deserve to have it ruined by some mean toxic girl. so we did! i worked on my cooking skills because i thought i'd deserve to treat myself right and indulge in acts of service for myself.

august: went to my parents' for a little while. my parents came over to my place, too. i was safe and no longer a danger to myself. got back into movies. improved instrument-playing skills.

september: got a car. started regularly going to thrift stores. i got another important friend from my past back into my life, i'd missed her so much when i was dating my ex. she is so precious i can't believe i had cut her off too. had a very small group of friends around me but we hung out a lot and had a lot of fun. we went to many concerts.

october: so fucking busy month work-wise. i got back into writing poetry (still not fully back as i used to but it's something, it's a start. i missed it a lot). went on tons of solo dates that started healing my soul and improving my self esteem. drove a lot. improved my driving skills and got over my driving fears

november: started sending letters to family and friends to keep up with their life cuz i'm a bad bad texter and i tend to ghost people in text messages but i didn't want this to happen so i took up this way to bypass this risk. decided i'll get a kitten when i move to a bigger apartment and have a long-term job contract. phone addiction got WAY worse :c

december: quit smoking. started going on solo concerts because i realized i don't need a date or someone to go with me to prevent me from enjoying some live music from an artist i like. set healthy boundaries with family. managed to deal with it. reunited healthily with them. told one of my friends i love her, because she deserves to know it and i never tell her

[sarahthevampyrslayer]

Journal Entry | Dec. 31, 2022

As it inches closer and closer to my 32nd birthday I'm growing more and more nervous about our decision to possibly move back in with my parents in February. The more I think about it the more unresolved trauma springs up and the more unsettling the thought of living with them again becomes. Talking about what I dealt with growing up, especially once I left school at 16, is so difficult for me because my entire family has always gaslighted me into thinking what I experienced was okay or just "normal." And as I've gotten older and learned more, I've realized that what I had to put up with was far from okay and although it's painted as "normal" in our society, it most certainly shouldn't be.

This morning an overwhelming sense of anxiety and dread came over me at the thought of having a day off while living with my parents. I remember when I was 16-19, always working 2 full time jobs and a third part time job, hardly ever having a full complete day off. Partly because I had rent and bills to pay, and partly because I was working as many hours as I could just to avoid being at home. And those rare times, two or three times a month, I would have a full complete 24 hours off of work I would be nagged by my parents for being "lazy" and staying in bed all day. They would come in my room (that I was paying $400 a month for, this was in 2007 btw) and wake me up at 9am. They'd turn on my lights and pull my blankets off of me. They would guilt trip me into believing that relaxing in bed all day wasn't something I deserved to do because I was a high school dropout. I didn't deserve to enjoy my time off because why was I getting to lay in bed all day while they had to do... whatever it is they were doing that day.

So, I'd get up and get dressed and go out. I didn't even need to do anything, but I'd just pretend to be busy so my parents wouldn't nag me about how lazy I was being. And it worries me that I'll be put back into this position again. Having to make myself busy 24/7 around them just to avoid having to spend an hour listening to my father tell me how disappointed he is that I'm not more like my brother. I work for myself now and unfortunately; I've developed a chronic pain condition that sometimes puts me down for a few days at a time. And it's extremely important for my health that I take those days to regain my strength and relax my body and mind. Or else I risk burnout and when that happens, I'm out for weeks at a time. I just don't want to stress my body out like I did back then. I don't want to be in a position where I have to choose between my physical health and my mental health.

Living with someone like my boyfriend for the last 12 years has been an eye opener for how someone is supposed to be treated. He understands what I deal with because he witnesses the toll it takes on my physical and mental health. And he allows me the space I need to deal with the limitations my chronic condition sometimes puts on me. He sometimes complains but not about me taking 3 days off to literally lay around and do absolutely nothing at all, but about the fact that he wishes he could do more to help me beyond just making space for me to exist without expectations. He still doesn't really realize how incredibly helpful just being understanding is for me. Or that just giving me time to regroup is the most helpful thing he can do for me.

My parents have never been like this towards me. The fact that I can remember every serious health scare I had growing up because I was never believed when I would say something was wrong, should be proof enough that I've never had my health taken seriously. That really messed with me. I had to relearn to take care of myself and not wait until I was barely alive to seek aid and treatment when I needed it. I vividly remember sitting on the living room floor at midnight, my mom rocking me back and forth as I'm crying in her arms about a toothache, and my dad yelling at me that I wasn't going to get out of going to school by faking a toothache. The next morning, after my mom gave me some children's Tylenol to help with the pain so I would go to sleep, I woke up and the entire left side of my jaw and neck was so swollen I could barely breath. My mom made me an emergency dentist appointment, where they had to remove 3 of my baby teeth to drain my jaw because I had a blood infection. I was 10.

Want to know what my dad's response was when he got home from work that evening and saw my face all swollen, mouth still full of gauze and leaking blood? "You're not getting out of school tomorrow too just because your mouth hurts." But doctors' orders were that I was to stay home for the rest of the week because I had to wait for the antibiotics to begin working to ensure I wasn't at risk of making it worse or something. I don't remember why. But I remember every single day my dad was an asshole towards me and made me feel so bad and guilty that I, a 10-year-old child, was taking time to relax and get healthy after suffering with a serious blood infection.

The thought of being back there. A 10-year-old again, crying on the floor trying to convince her parents that the pain she feels is real. I just don't think I can do that again. My boyfriend reminds me daily that this will not be like it was when I was a kid. I now have him on my side. I have him to help fight my battles. The thing is, I don't want to fight any battles. I don't want to be at war with my parents. I just want a healthy relationship with them. I just don't think that's possible. He also reminds me that this is only temporary. We're just taking this step so we can get out of current problem. And that dealing with my parents for a few months is going to be much easier than dealing with the lifelong medical conditions we're going to end of developing if we stay living in this black mold infested apartment. He reminds me that I'm already dealing with so much (medically) and that a few months of dealing with my parents is going to lead to a new place for us that's all ours and safe and healthy.

But 10-year-old me is still there, just waiting for the next shoe to drop.

[httpjeon]

❝first time together❞ jjk ― m.

― summary: you never thought you’d fall for the charms of jeon jungkook, the campus heartthrob, play boy, and fuck boy.

jungkook/reader| college!au | fluff, smut, angst | 8.4k ↬ content warnings: light virgin kink, dirty talk, cunnilingus (with jk’s pierced tongue), blow job, praise kink, creampie, manipulation, fuckboy!jk, pierced!jk, u may hate jk sorry

a/n: thank you to my lovely beta @yoonqiful for editing this baby for me!

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You remember seeing him on campus before — how could you miss him, really? Your circle of friends ran close but not close enough that you really knew him.

He was handsome, easy enough to admit with dark, curly hair overshadowing bright doe-like eyes. He had a nose ring and a lip ring which he constantly played with. You'd also heard on the grapevine the man possessed a tongue piercing as well.

He was basically every girl’s fantasy — a good looking bad boy who would break your heart after giving you the best night of your life. He lived up to the hype of his reputation as well.

You were a freshman and within your first two semesters, you learned just how big of a name Jeon Jungkook was on campus. Most likely hundreds of notches on his bedpost and none making it past a one night stand.

Many women would agree to sleep with him in hopes they could “change” him, only to be disappointed and heartbroken in the end. It was a vicious cycle that he was, no doubt, proud of.

So, you vowed to never get anywhere near Jeon Jungkook. That sentiment worked fairly well for a while, but well, it wasn’t in the cards for you to avoid meeting the man.

Walking onto campus for a shitty morning class, you were exhausted from staying up late studying for a test. You take a sip from the coffee you got earlier from the cafe. It hasn’t quite kicked in yet, leaving you drowsy.

You hadn't even realized anyone was near you until you tripped over someone's foot, crashing to the ground harshly.

“Hey,” A voice grumbled, harshly grabbing the back of your shirt to pull you up. You choked slightly as the collar of the shirt dug into your neck. “You got coffee all over me, you know?”

“I-I'm sorry,” You grumbled, shaking his grip off of you as you stood — peeved that he didn't even care he literally tripped you. “I didn't mean to.”

“This shirt cost me a lot of money,” He pestered. You finally looked up at him. “How much cash you got on you now, maybe that'll cover it.”

You scoffed. “I'm not paying for your shirt when you tripped me,” You argued, crossing your arms over your chest. “I have a class to go to.”

You turned your back to the stranger, intending to walk away before he harshly grabbed your arm. You gasped, nearly losing your footing once again when he tugged you closer.

“Look bitch,” He growled. “I told you this shirt is expensive. You ruined it so pay me for it.”

You opened your mouth to tell him to go to hell before someone cleared their throat behind you.

“What the fuck do you want Jeon?” The stranger snapped, grip tightening on your arm.

“Man, no wonder you never get laid if this is how you treat a lovely lady,” You looked over your shoulder to find yourself gazing into the ridiculously handsome face of Jeon Jungkook.

“You're a dick, Jeon,” Your harasser let you go, lightly shoving you so you stumbled towards Jungkook before stalking off.

“Are you alright?” Jungkook asked, smiling. His lip ring sparkled in the early morning light.

“Yeah,” You signed, rubbing where the man had a rough grip on you. “Thanks for that, Jungkook.”

“Oh, you know my name!” His grin broadened.

“Yeah,” You nodded, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. “You're friends with Jimin who’s friends with Taehyung. Plus, no offense, I think every girl on campus knows you.”

He nodded, smile not diminishing in the slightest as he shoved his hands into his jeans pockets. “That's fair. It was nice to finally meet you, though. Can I walk you to class?”

You hesitated, wanting to say no but he had just done you a favor in chasing that asshole off. Sighing softly, you nodded and motioned for him to follow you.

“Oh you have anatomy with Mrs. Park huh?” He asked, recognizing the direction you were taking. “I took this class my freshman year as well.”

“What grade are you in?” You asked.

“Junior,” He replied. “Just clocked in 65 credit hours.” He shrugged.

Jungkook was the type of man you'd expect to be a dropout. Learning he'd been working hard, no doubt aiming to graduate, surprised you. It just showed that you shouldn’t judge someone by their reputation.

Shortly after your exchange with Jungkook, with him walking you to class, you found yourself seeing him a lot more frequently. Sometimes it seemed almost too coincidental, like being around your anatomy class when it ended claiming he was just seeing a friend who had a class on that same hall.

"Hey _____," A familiar voice had you pausing and turning around.

"Oh Hoseok," You smiled, smiling up at him as he walked closer to you.

"You got a minute?" He asked, hands stuffed in his pockets.

"Yeah, actually class was canceled today. I was about to go home," You explained. "You want to head to the cafe?"

"Yeah that'd be great," You noticed how his shoulders were tense and his smile didn't seem as bright. It appeared something was on his mind.

"Do you want to invite Taehyung?" You asked, beginning to walk along with him. "No it's not necessary," He said. "I just need to talk to you."

"Not gonna lie, you got me a little worried here Hobi," You chuckled nervously.

"Don't worry," He patted your back. "It's not that bad! But I am going to get called back into work in a minute so I don't have long."

You hummed, the two of you falling into silence as you navigated the familiar path to the campus cafe.

It was bustling, as expected, but since a lot of people had class at that time, there were still a couple tables open. Hoseok picked the most secluded table to sit at, not unusual for him. Despite his sunshiney nature, he was still a bit reclusive — not really liking hustle and bustle and preferring to keep away from prying eyes.

"So, what's bothering you?" You asked, resting your chin on your hand.

"It's about Jeon Jungkook," He sighed, making you stiffen immediately.

"Wh-What about him?" You gulped.

"_____," He sighed. "You know I care about you. You're my best friend. I mean this with...so much sincerity." He met your eyes. "Stay away from him, okay?"

"Wh...What?" You shook your head, not understanding.

"He's been asking around about you," Hoseok whispered. "I heard from Taehyung about it. Please stay away from him. He is the most..." His phone started buzzing, making him sigh. "He's—"

"Do you need to get that?" You asked.

Hoseok sighed again, looking at his phone. "Yeah but..." He started to stand up. "I've got to go but, ______. Please listen, he's the most notorious cherry picker ever. So, just stay away from him!"

"Hey!" You called after him, watching as he put the phone to his ear and started jogging out. "What does that even mean?"

Sighing, you crashed onto your bed — letting the familiar scent of your detergent calm you.

Your phone vibrating in your pocket alerted you to a new text. You pulled it out and unlocked it, realizing it was a text from an unknown number.

From: Unknown [2:18PM] Hey😏

They were typing so you sat there and waited.

From: Unknown [2:18PM] Is this _____?

They started typing again and you raised your brow — growing impatient.

From: Unknown [2:18PM] It's Jungkook btw

Your brows shot straight up at the reveal. Fingers hovering over the keyboard, you thought of a response, unsure of what you could possibly say.

To: Jeon Jungkook [2:19PM] Yes...this is _____. How did you get my number?

From: Jeon Jungkook [2:19PM] It's a secret😬

To: Jeon Jungkook [2:20PM] Okay. What do you want?

From: Jeon Jungkook [2:20PM] Do you have class tomorrow?

To: Jeon Jungkook [2:20PM] Yes I have a class at 10.

From: Jeon Jungkook [2:21PM] Cool. Meet me at the campus cafe at 9?

You sat there and stared at the message as it settled in. You weren't sure of what to say but you knew you wanted to say yes. Jungkook was intriguing — dangerously so. The way he acted, the air he carried with him had you wanting to see more. It was like he had a magnetic pull.

But Hoseok's words were still there, lingering in the back of your mind. Stay away from Jeon Jungkook.

Before you realized what you were doing, however, a message was sent.

To: Jeon Jungkook [2:22PM] Um, sure...that'd be nice. See you then!

You tugged the hood of your hoodie over your head as you reached the cafe. It was packed as usual and you were more than a little tired from not sleeping well. Tugging the door open, you cringed as the noise level rose.

Looking around, you spotted Jungkook sitting in the corner with his eyes glued to his phone. He had a little smirk on his face as he typed something and your heart began to race.

Weaving through the people, you finally reached his table and took a seat. He immediately looked up and locked his phone, bright eyes finding yours as he greeted you good morning.

"Oh I got you a coffee and a muffin," He said, gesturing to the two items on the table. "I didn't know what you liked so I got something a little sweet."

"I like everything here to be honest," You muttered, pulling your hood down before bringing the still hot coffee to your lips.

"You look like you haven't slept a wink," He said, cocking his head to the side.

"I didn't really," You shrugged. "But this coffee should wake me up, thank you Jungkook."

"It's not a problem," He smiled, a cute bunny-like smile that contrasted with the black piercing on his lip.

The two of you drifted easily through conversation; topics coming easily as you discovered different things you had in common. You learned Jungkook was actually a really big fan of anime and used to collect manga before he had to move into the dorms.

The hour passed faster than you could have expected and you found yourself...disappointed when it was time for you to leave.

"How about I walk you to class?" He asked, standing up as soon as he realized the time.

"I'd like that," You muttered, blushing when he opened the door for you to escort you out.

You found yourself glancing at him whenever you were sure he wasn't paying attention. You noticed his ears were gauged and today he wore his curled bangs parted in the middle — allowing just a peek of his forehead. It was unfair how attractive he was.

And when he smiled, you found yourself smiling along with him. Everything about Jeon Jungkook gave you butterflies.

It made you understand why so many women were wanting him. Deep down, you could feel that same urge building inside of you. The only thing it was held back by was Hoseok's warning.

"I'll see you later, Jungkook," You smiled, standing outside your classroom door. "Yeah, I look forward to it," He flashed you a big smile with a short wink before he turned on his heel and walked the same way he'd come.

You were unable to tear your eyes off of his form. Even the way he walked exuded so much confidence.

They say confidence is sexy and Jungkook definitely fit the bill.

He vanished from your sight and you finally entered the classroom.

"Curse you Jeon Jungkook," You whined when you got home, flopping down on your bed.

Class hadn't gone well at all with said man plaguing your thoughts. You found yourself daydreaming every 5 minutes about Jungkook; his handsome face, pretty smile, and sparkling eyes refusing to leave your mind.

Still, despite the fact he was such an unpleasant distraction in class, you found yourself holding your phone hoping it'd buzz with an incoming text.

After more than an hour, it did and you jumped at the chance to see the sender.

From: Jeon Jungkook [11:11AM] You know, I really liked hanging out with you, _____.

Your heart skipped a beat and you bit your lip to contain the girlish giggle that was threatening to spill out.

To: Jeon Jungkook [11:12AM] I really liked it too. You're really fun to talk to.

From: Jeon Jungkook [11:12AM] I'm glad.😜 I was wondering...

You sat up, eyes locked on those that typing bubble — watching as he erased and restarted several times.

From: Jeon Jungkook [11:13AM] The school hosts a summer fireworks show this weekend. I was wondering if you'd like to go...as a date?

To: Jeon Jungkook [11:13AM] I would love to!

You cringed as you realized you sounded too eager. Your cheeks burned even though it wasn't even a face to face interaction. Swallowing thickly, you watched the bubbles appear again and your heart began to race hoping you hadn't just made a fool of yourself.

From: Jeon Jungkook [11:14AM] I'm glad. I'll pick you up at about 5 on Friday.

And like that, you had planned a date with Jeon Jungkook.

Even though you knew you'd regret it later in the night, you put on the cutest summer dress you owned. It complimented your figure and made your legs look fantastic. You only hoped Jungkook would notice it too.

For some reason, it filled you with excitement to dress up for someone — for a date.

You and Jungkook had been texting nonstop since he asked you on a date. He apologized for asking over text but it was the only opportunity that you had.

Truth be told, you didn't get the cute highschool romance experience so it was fun to have a little taste of what that would have been like.

Your doorbell rang and you grabbed your shoes, hurrying to slip them on and open the door. Jungkook was leaning against the railing wearing a loose tank top and jeans. You couldn't help but stare at his biceps for a quick second before forcing yourself out the door. As you locked it, you could feel Jungkook's eyes burning holes it you.

"What is it?" You asked, turning around to find his eyes scanning your whole body. Immediately, you felt your cheeks heat up all the way to your ears. "You look really good...wow," He grinned, a sideways quirk of his lips.

"I..." You bit your lip and smiled. "Thank you."

"Ready to go?" You nodded and hopped down the stairs to follow after him. He led you down the sidewalk to where his car was parked near the curb. A simple act such as opening your door for you made your heart flutter and you swear you almost gave a deep, dreamy sigh.

Jungkook was well-prepared, he even brought a blanket for you both to sit on so you could comfortably enjoy the fireworks. The place was lively, music playing from some speakers set up nearby and people laughing and having fun.

"Let's pick a spot," He said and grabbed your hand.

Effortlessly, your fingers laced together and he gave your hand a light squeeze before throwing a smile over his shoulder. Your gaze fell to your linked hands and you giggled, the sound drowned out by the noise surrounding you.

Jungkook ended up picking a rather secluded place on a hill. It was peaceful, but you were still able to hear the music playing so it wasn't awkwardly silent. You helped him lay down the blanket and laughed when he let himself flop onto it with a groan.

"That was such a long walk!" He complained.

"It wasn't even that bad," You chuckled, sitting down beside him.

The sun was beginning to set and before you knew it they were getting ready to start the show. You watched as people all around took seats together in preparation for the fireworks. It was buzzing with good energy and you felt a burst of confidence flow through you.

Reaching over you took Jungkook's hand in yours. Immediately, he laced your fingers together and gave your hand a squeeze. His skin was so soft and his hands were warm, comforting almost.

When it was time for you to go home, you were filled with the same disappointment you felt last time you were with him. Having him around was so nice, you felt so happy with him.

You never wanted it to end.

He parked the car in front of your apartment and got out, jogging to the other side to open your door for you.

"Thank you," You said, as you slowly began to walk up to your stoop with him, wanting to draw it out as long as possible. "I had a great time tonight."

He shoved his hands in his pockets and nodded, curls bouncing in his face. He nibbled on his lip ring and paused when you were standing in front of your door.

"A friend of mine is having a party tomorrow at his place," He said. "Would you like to be my date there?"

You hesitated this time; you wanted to go, really you did. Just for Jungkook though. Truthfully, you weren't a party person. You always end up feeling awkward and out of place, unable to have a nice time.

But with Jungkook standing there, pretty pierced face looking hopeful at you, you found yourself nodding.

"Okay, I'll go," You gave him a tight-lipped smile and he beamed.

"Great!" He began to back off. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

You waved and watched as he got into his car and pulled off. Sighing, you wondered why the hell you were so enamored with him.

Deep inside, you knew why.

You step out of the car, already feeling the bass of the music playing inside. Jungkook took your hand and any apprehension inside you vanished the second his fingers laced between yours.

Once inside, you were shocked at how many people were packed inside. It was a decently sized house but even so, you couldn't even comfortably move through the crowd. All around you people were crowding you as they drunkenly swayed to the beat.

"Let's head to the kitchen and get a drink!" He called over the music, tugging you in the direction of what you assumed was the kitchen.

"Have you been here before?" You asked as you entered the kitchen, where it was much quieter.

"Yeah," Jungkook replied, grabbing a couple bottles and cups off the counter. "This is my friend Seokjin's house."

"Is he here?" You asked, looking around. "Shouldn't you let him know you're here?"

"Nah," Jungkook replied, opening the bottle of vodka. "He's floating around, we'll run into each other eventually! Here!" He handed you a cup with a smile. "Drink up!"

Though you didn't like to drink too much, you did do it on occasion. You tipped the cup back to take a quick swig, noting the cranberry juice Jungkook had mixed in to help it go down easier.

"Jungkook!" Someone called, squeezing between the two of you. It was a guy a bit shorter than Jungkook. "I knew you would come!"

"You know I don't miss Jin's parties," Jungkook laughed, meeting your gaze of the friend's shoulder. "Oh this is my date, _____."

You flushed hearing Jungkook so openly call you his date, unashamed as he motioned to you. The person turned around and you quickly recognized him as Park Jimin — a friend of Taehyung's.

"Oh well hello _____! Didn't expect to see you at this little get together," Jimin grinned. His charming quality making you smile. "I hope you don't mind if I borrow Jungkook real quick?"

"Um..." You shrugged and glanced over at Jungkook.

"Yeah I'll be back, sweetheart," Jungkook patted your back as he passed you, his touch lingering on your lower back as he did so. The touch sent tingles down your spine and you watched him disappear in the crowd with Jimin. And like that you were alone.

You had finished half of the drink Jungkook made you when someone's hand dropped on your shoulder, making you jump. You turned around and found yourself face to face with Taehyung.

"What-Hey," You greeted awkwardly, not expecting to see him.

"What're you doing here?" He asked, frowning as he looked over you.

"Um well," You shifted awkwardly on your feet. "I came here with...Jungkook."

Taehyung was silent for a moment, frown still in place as he blinked at you. Slowly, he opened his mouth, as if thinking over what he was going to say.

"Does Hoseok know?" He asked. "That you're even talking to him?"

"Well, no," You admitted, swirling your cup to watch the liquid slosh around. "_____," Taehyung sighed, warning in his tone. "Hoseok wouldn't like this, you know he doesn't want you fuckin' around with him."

"I know," You admitted, watching as he suddenly poured himself a cup of straight vodka and threw it back, downing it. "How did you find me anyway?"

"Jimin told me you were here," Taehyung said, pouring himself another drink quickly.

You fell silent, watching Taehyung chug another drink. Within minutes, you could tell they were kicking in and he placed his hand on your shoulder.

"I'm going to assume you can take care of yourself," He said. "I'm going to go find someone to get laid. But remember, ______, be careful of Jungkook."

"Yeah, so I keep being told..." You muttered as he walked away, quickly disappearing and leaving you alone again.

All by yourself, you watched people walk in and out to get drinks. As the minutes ticked by, you found yourself wanting to go home. You weren't drunk, you could call a cab since Jungkook drove you.

Finally, you wandered out of the kitchen into the living area where people were dancing and shouting over the music. You mingled in the corner, keeping to yourself and sipping on your drink that you still hadn't finished.

"Well hey there," Someone greeted beside you. You turned to find a man with sharp, cat-like eyes staring at you as he leaned against the wall clad in a leather jacket and ripped black jeans.

"Hi," You greeted bashfully.

"You all by yourself?" He asked, smiling softly. You nodded and shrugged your shoulders in response, unsure of what he wanted. "Well, you're too cute to be by yourself. How about I keep you company. I'm Yoongi. Min Yoongi."

"Your name sounds familiar," You muttered.

"Well, a lot of people know me," He had a gummy grin that was actually quite cute. Despite the fact you could tell he was a little drunk, he still smelled quite pleasantly of cologne.

"I'm ______," You introduced with a polite smile, holding your hand out for him to shake.

"Well, ______," He stood up straighter, taking your hand firmly in his. "I'm gonna be real honest with you. I think you are absolutely stunning and truthfully, I'm looking to get la-"

"Yoongi, what're you doing?" A familiar voice had Yoongi freezing immediately, turning to look over his shoulder.

"Ah, Jungkook!" He greeted happily, as if Jungkook wasn't glaring daggers at him. "Fancy seeing you here. I was just about to ask this lovely young lady to go up—"

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" Jungkook growled, cutting Yoongi off again by grabbing his arm and tugging him away.

They didn't go far and you could see Jungkook leaned in close to say something to Yoongi. Immediately, the shorter man's mouth fell open at the same time his eyes widened.

"No shit!" Yoongi shouted. "She's yours? Ah, sorry man. I got it."

Jungkook seemed to visibly relax as Yoongi waved goodbye to you and disappeared as quickly as he reappeared. Jungkook walked back over to you with a smile — no sign of the glare he once nursed towards his friend.

"I'm sorry for disappearing," He said. "I won't do it again. I just got caught up. Namjoon was doin' some shit, it's not important. I won't bail again, I promise."

"Why don't I believe that one?" You scoffed, taking a sip of your drink. Your own words sounded like a petulant, needy girlfriend and you mentally cringed. But Jungkook didn't seem to mind, keeping that small smile on his lips. He no doubt could sense your disappointment with his vanishing.

"Come with me," He said, taking your hand.

He didn't give you much of a choice as he tugged you through the crowd. You met the stairs and you realized he was bringing you somewhere away from the party. From your knowledge, that usually indicated he was expecting to have sex. Your heart sped up as you found yourself in the hallway, several of the doors shut and a couple open. The music was much quieter and you could hear the faint sounds of moaning every once in a while, making your cheeks burn.

As Jungkook stopped in front of a door, your mind was racing with ways to tell Jungkook that you were a virgin and certainly didn't want to lose it at a party. But as he opened the door, you were surprised to see it wasn't a bedroom at all. It had a few bean bag chairs, a small couch, and a large screen TV with a shelf of movies.

"Ah, good, it's empty," Jungkook chuckled, ushering you inside as he followed, closing the door behind you and flicking the lock. "People are learning finally!" "Learning what?" You asked as you sat down on the couch.

"This room is basically off limits to anyone who isn't a personal friend of Kim Seokjin's," Jungkook explained, grabbing the remote of the DVD shelf. "We hang out in here to escape the parties sometimes."

"Sometimes people come in here anyway?" You asked, watching as the TV came to life.

"Yeah, we kick them out if they do and slowly people began to learn," He said, bringing up Netflix.

Briefly, the phrase, Netflix and Chill popped in your mind but you shook it away as Jungkook pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and placed it over the two of you.

The alcohol you were drinking throughout the evening was finally beginning to kick in even though you'd stopped drinking. Jungkook, on the other hand, was continuing to drink out of his cup. He also pulled open a cabinet next to the TV which held an array of alcohol that was otherwise unavailable to the other partiers.

You had no idea how much he'd had but about halfway through The Day After Tomorrow, he was showing his buzz. His words were slurred and slow and he was clearly very relaxed, resting his arm around your shoulder shamelessly.

"Hey _____?" He suddenly asked, drawing your attention away from the movie.

You noticed how close your faces were, you could feel his breath fanning across your face. It smelled like alcohol but you assumed yours did too.

"What?" You asked, eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, slowly beginning to lean in before you could even process his words. He did, however, pause before he met your lips, waiting for your consent.

"Y-Yeah," You whispered, holding your breath as he finally closed the gap and kissed you.

His hand came up, cupping your cheek as his lips moved expertly against yours. You'd only had a few kisses in your lifetime but you knew right away that he was the best.

He pulled away, smiling as his thumb stroked the soft skin of your cheek. It surprised you how it wasn't awkward in any way. Jungkook really had a knack for making you feel comfortable. The way he looked at you made your heart race, his eyes sparkled as if you were an angel.

Before long, the alcohol had finally kicked in to Jungkook's system and you convinced him that it was time to go home. He was way too drunk to drive and you really didn't have any clue what dorm he lived in. So, you decided to just take him to your apartment.

He was alert enough to walk on his own, but he kept cracking jokes and having to stop because he began to laugh too hard.

"You really are so pretty," He cooed when he leaned against your wall, watching as you unlocked your door. "How on Earth did I manage to snag you?"

It was drunk ramblings but his words still set your heart on fire.

"You can crash on the couch, Jungkook," You said. "It pulls out into a bed so I'll do that for you."

Jungkook hummed, eyes not leaving your form as you moved the cushion until you could pull the bed out. Immediately, he crashed down onto it without a care and smiled happily.

"I'll see you in the morning, Jungkook," You smiled, patting his head before flicking out the lights and retiring to your room.

It felt like you were only sleeping for a few minutes before there were a series of light taps against your door. You groaned until your pillow as you were pulled from the gentle lull of sleep.

Sitting up, you looked towards the door before calling for them to come in, knowing it could only be one person.

He crept his way in, the light from the hallway casting his shadow across your floor.

"Are you okay, Jungkook?" You asked, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes so you could focus on him better.

"Yeah, I..." He cleared his throat and shifted where he stood. You could tell his drunken stupor had fizzled into quiet sobriety. "I just want to thank you."

"What for?" You asked, watching as he took a couple strides forward until he was close enough to touch.

"It's just..." He smiled. "You're so sweet and you're so kind, you even let me crash here even after I dragged you to a stupid party you didn't even want to go to."

"How did you know—"

"You're clearly not the party type," He chuckled. "I can tell. But you still went with me and..." He trailed off, unsure of what to add.

"And what?" You pressed, tangling your hand in your blanket in an effort to keep yourself from touching him.

"I think I like you," He shook his head quickly. "I know I like you. I do, _____." You couldn't believe your ears.

Jeon Jungkook, the man who slept around with anything that had a pulse and was impossible to nail down, liked you? The man women tried, time and time again, who was notorious for never even developing feelings...had a crush on you?

"I..." You shifted to sit on your knees so you could reach his height. "I like you too, Jungkook. I've had such a great time with you and...I really feel lucky that you chose me."

"Of course I did," He smiled, combing his fingers through your hair. You leaned into his touch, eyes flicking to his lips with a sudden urge to kiss him. "You're an...incredible woman."

“Jungkook…” You whispered, getting lost in the way his eyes sparkled even in the dim light.

Before you could even think of stopping yourself, you surged forward and pressed your lips against his. He tasted vaguely like the alcohol he’d consumed hours earlier. You whimpered, clutching the front of his shirt in your fists as if he would slip away if you let him go.

His hands gripped your hips, your body being pressed into his at the motion. As your lips moved together flawlessly, you wrapped your arms around his neck to thread your fingers through his hair. Your heart skipped a beat in your chest when you felt him lightly grinding his hardening length against your stomach. Suddenly, he pulled back from the kiss — lips swollen and chest heaving as he caught his breath.

“A-Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, brushing his nose against yours as he pecked your lips softly once again.

“Y-Yes please,” You whimpered, tugging his shirt to pull him onto the bed.

You laid back as he climbed on top of you, balancing his weight on his hands on either side of your head. He looked so delectable, eyes dark and pierced lip caught between his perfect teeth.

“This is your first time, right?” He asked softly, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours as you nodded. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you.”

A cocky smirk crossed his lips as he sat up, reaching down to tug the hem of his shirt over his head. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight; his body was toned and it was clear he worked out judging by the muscles adorning his body.

His hands travelled up your calves and across your bare thighs. Goosebumps prickled the skin in the wake of his touch as he skimmed over your shorts to sneak up the hem of your shirt. His fingers were soft as they touched the smooth skin of your stomach.

He leaned down and met your lips in another searing kiss as his hand finally cupped your bare breast. He thumbed at your nipple, making you whimper into the kiss and arch your back. Pinching your nipple, he smirked at the way you gasped and closed your legs tightly around his waist in an effort to ease the tension growing between them. Taking your squirming and whining as a good sign, he worked your shirt above your head.

You let him, panting beneath him as he threw the clothing away — leaving your breasts exposed to him. Immediately, he was showering them with attention as he cupped them and pinched your perked buds before his mouth enveloped one into his hot mouth.

You cried out, tugging at his hair as his tongue made an appearance — a foreign object brushing against your nipple.

“J-Jungkook!” You gasped, biting your lip to hold in the embarrassing noises that wanted desperately to escape.

He popped off your bud with another smirk. “You like that?”

“Y-Your tongue it’s…” You trailed off.

“Pierced,” He completed your thought, sticking his tongue out to show off the silver ball situated on it. “Yeah and it can feel a lot better on your little cunt than your pretty tits.”

You flushed at his dirty words but couldn’t deny the way you gushed into your panties. He chuckled darkly, no doubt catching onto your thoughts.

“Do you want that?” He asked which you immediately nodded, not even bothering to hesitate.

He hooked his fingers into the band of your shorts and panties, tugging them both down. Perhaps there was still a bit of a buzz in your system because you couldn’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed. You felt needy, your cunt dripping wet because of him — and he’d barely done anything.

He scooted down the bed until his head was between your thighs. He pushed your knees open, eyes falling to your pussy. You watched as he licked his lips, using his thumbs to spread your folds apart so your twitching hole was exposed to him.

“Kook…” You whimpered, embarrassment catching up to you finally the longer he stared at your cunt.

“So pretty baby,” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your thigh. “So wet and ready for me. Can’t wait to sink my cock in this tight little cunt.” “P-Please, Jungkook,” You whimpered, arching your hips towards him as his dirty words made you gush.

“Good girl, so polite,” He grinned, before he dove in and licked a thick strip up your cunt — collecting your juices on his tongue with a moan. His tongue ring grazed your clit, making your back arch.

He gripped your hips, anchoring you in place as he began to eat you like a man starved. He was sloppy and wet, letting your juices and his saliva drip down his chin. The moans he let out were sinful, as if eating your cunt was the best delicacy he ever tasted.

You gripped his hair and the sheets, needing something to ground yourself through the overwhelming pleasure. He sucked on your clit, lashing at the sensitive bud with his tongue until you were trembling beneath him.

Suddenly he pulled his face away, his lips and chin soaked with a mixture of your juices and saliva. His gaze was dark and he was breathing heavily — arousal weighing down his very being. You whined at the loss when he sat up, wiping his mouth quickly before he began to pull at his belt.

“Fuck, you got me so hard,” He growled. “Got my cock so hard. Your little cunt gets so wet, doesn’t it?”

“Jungkook…” You whined, sitting up as he pushed his jeans down to reveal he wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath them.

“What is it, baby?” He asked, wrapping his fist loosely around himself with a sigh of relief.

“Can I…” You cleared your throat, averting your gaze from his as his eyes burned into you. “Can you...teach me how to…”

“How to what?” He asked, reaching forward to brush some hair out of your face. ”How to suck my cock?”

“Y-Yes…” You whispered, swallowing thickly.

“Fuck,” He breathed, nodding his head as he fisted your hair. You whimpered, allowing him to drag your face closer to his cock. “Open your mouth.”

You did as you were told, allowing your mouth to fall open. Jungkook’s own mouth fell open as your mouth enveloped the hot head of his cock. You closed your lips around him, swirling your tongue on the tip of him. The taste of his precum on your tongue made your cunt clench pathetically.

Jungkook groaned, eyes rolling back. “Take me a bit deeper. You’ll probably have a bad gag reflex but we’ll work on that.”

Your heart fluttered at the promise of seeing him again and allowing him to teach you new and exciting things. Doing as he told you, you took him as deep as you comfortably could. He felt hot and heavy on your tongue, hard as steel with a thick pulsing vein on the underside but velvet soft skin.

Jungkook cupped the back of your head, leading you in the proper motions of sucking him off. With every pulse of his cock, more of his precum danced along your tastebuds.

Then with a defeated groan, he pulled out — wrapping his fist tightly around himself.

“Don’t wanna cum in that dirty mouth,” He growled, letting go of your hair to let you lay back down.

“Please Jungkook,” You whined, wrapping your arms around him to pull him into a kiss.

“Fuck,” He growled, spreading your thighs over his so your cunt was open for the thick head of his cock.

You held your breath as he positioned himself at your entrance. You were wet enough for him to slide in with ease, the stretch stinging but not unbearable. He stopped to let you adjust, his body trembling as your cunt spasmed around him.

Once he felt you relax beneath him, he pulled back — a long gasp escaping you as he did so before being cut off when he slammed himself back. His hips slapped against yours as he leaned over to kiss you once again. Every gasp and whine you let out was captured in his mouth, which he eagerly swallowed down.

He set a soft pace, not wanting to be too rough for your first time. The idea that his cock was the first in your pussy had him throbbing, on the verge of cumming. It was almost pathetic how quickly the idea of stuffing your virgin cunt set him off.

“J-Jungkook!” You sobbed, digging your nails into his back. “F-Feels so good.” “Yeah?” He growled, angling his hips to hit your g-spot with terrifying accuracy. “You’re so tight. Wanna make you cum…”

As soon as the words left his lips, he was bringing his thumb to his lips, wetting it with his tongue before circling your hardened clit in time with his thrusts. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you sobbed out in pleasure, trembling beneath him as you were pushed closer and closer to the delicious release you were desperate for.

Jungkook let out a series of soft curses as you tightened impossibly around him as you came, walls clamping and spasming in the throes of your pleasure. He didn’t slow or stop until you were sobbing and pushing his hand away from your sensitive bud.

One glance at the blissful, fucked out look in your eyes was enough to send him over the edge as well. He pulled out, making you whimper at the loss before wrapping his hand around his cock and jerking himself until he came in hot ribbons across your stomach. It dripped down to your cunt and he had to urge to use his fingers to stuff it into you but fought it.

The two of you sat in silence for a second, catching your breath before he stood up and grabbed your shirt from the floor to clean up his cum. You didn’t mind, the soft material also wiping away the sweat that had built up over your skin.

After a moment, Jungkook laid beside you, taking you into his arms with a sigh. “You owe me breakfast,” You mumbled sleepily.

“Huh?” He replied.

“In the morning,” You whispered. “Take me for breakfast before class?”

Jungkook was silence for several long seconds, opening his mouth before closing it again as he decided what to say before settling on “Y...Yeah.”

His response was the last thing you heard as you finally fell asleep with his warmth around you and his heart pounding in his chest against your ear.

Your eyes fluttered open and the first thing you noticed was the bright sunlight filtering through the window. You blinked sleepily, waiting for yourself to wake up a bit more.

The second thing you noticed was the soreness of your body, it felt like you had a touch workout the day before but it was a pleasant feeling. You rolled over onto your back, noting the way your stomach was starting to growl with hunger.

The memory of the promise of a nice breakfast date made you smile and you looked beside you only to be met with an empty bed. Sitting up, you touched to sheets, they were cold. He'd been gone for a while.

You grabbed your phone off the night table, noting you would have to go to class soon, and brought up Jungkook's contact.

To: Jeon Jungkook [11:22AM] Where are you?

You waited for several seconds, watching as it tried to send. Your heart began to speed up in your chest when you realized it couldn't be delivered.

As you stared at your screen, your alarm began to ring indicating you had to get up for class.

It was difficult to get ready as you kept checking your phone to see if your text got delivered. Every time you did, you were only disappointed.

You went to class with a dull ache in your chest.

As you walked across campus towards the cafe, you heard rowdy laughter, drawing your attention to a group of men. In the center, being playfully shoved by his friends was Jungkook. Adjusting your bag on your shoulder, you made a beeline for him.

"Jungkook!" You called, watching as all five men stopped and turned their attention to you. "Where did you go this morning?"

There was a beat of silence before Jungkook let out a big sigh and shook his head.

"Come on guys," He said.

As he passed you, not even casting a single glance at you, you got a whiff of his sweet perfume and tears filled your eyes. His friends let out soft snickers and whispers you couldn't make out, leaving you there feeling humiliated.

You realized immediately you had been a complete fool the entire time.

Shaking your head, you decided going to class was the last thing you wanted to do. You skipped and trekked the familiar path to your close friends dorm.

Knocking harshly on the door, as the doorbell was broken, you bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from crying. The lock on the door clicked and then Hoseok's face came into view.

"Hey, what're you doing here?" He asked, running a hand through his wet hair. He must have just gotten out of the shower, you noted. "What's the matter?" He quickly asked, noticing immediate that you were upset.

"I'm an idiot is what's wrong," Your voice came out a harsh whisper as your throat felt too tight from holding back your tears.

Hoseok looked behind you and down the halls before pulling you inside his dorm. Locking the door, he turned back to you to find tears falling down your cheeks.

"What happened?" He asked, leading you to sit beside him on his couch.

"You were right," You nodded, sniffling softly. "I should have stayed away from him."

"From who?" He asked, brows furrowed.

"Jungkook," You spat his name.

"Oh..." He sighed, jaw locking. "Taehyung mentioned you were with him at the party..."

"I'm sorry, Hoseok," You cried. "I know you told me to stay away but...I didn't think he was really that bad."

He sighed, pulling you in for a hug. "It's alright, he's a charming bastard. I understand why you would end up liking him."

That day, Hoseok also skipped work to hang out with you and cheer you up. He even invited Taehyung over after he got done with class.

"Where the hell is he?" Hoseok complained, watching the hours tick by as Taehyung was later and later than his promised arrival time.

"Hopefully he's picking up food," You called from the kitchen as you looked through his barren fridge. "How do you not starve?"

"I eat out mostly!" He called back.

You were about to open your mouth to tell him how unhealthy h is diet was when the door opened and slammed shut. Wandering into the living area, you saw Taehyung huffing as he kicked his shoes off.

"You alright Tae?" Hoseok asked, brow raised.

"I am never speaking to Park Jimin again!" Taehyung growled, storming past you into the kitchen where he opened the fridge and groaned. "Why haven't you got any fuckin' food?!"

"He eats out," You replied, chuckling softly when Taehyung threw his head back and groaned obnoxiously.

"Why aren't you friends with Jimin anymore?" Hoseok asked as the two of you wandered in and took a seat around him.

"Because he's a scumbag along with that Jeon Jungkook fucker!" Taehyung snapped, grabbing Hoseok's beer can off the table and taking a few sips. The eldest didn't complain, simply watched and waited for Taehyung to continue.

"Care to share with the class?" Hoseok asked. Your eyes were fixed on Taehyung, waiting eagerly for any word on Jungkook. Maybe an explanation since you couldn't get one from him — judging by the fact he'd blocked your number.

"Apparently," Taehyung huffed. "Jungkook had called dibs on ______ to get her to sleep with him," You gasped at the admission. "Jimin knows you're one of my best friends and he didn't even think of telling me that Jungkook was gonna fuck with you like that! What kind of bullshit is that?"

"What are they, in high school?" Hoseok growled. "Claiming girls like that, what the fuck, man."

"I'm sorry, _____," Taehyung mumbled, standing up to bring you in for a hug. "I know you liked him."

"It's okay," You whispered, fighting back tears again. "It was my fault for being tricked."

"It's not your—"

"It is though," You sighed. "I was stupid. I knew the stories and reputation he had. Hoseok even warned me. I have only myself to blame," There was a beat of silence as Hoseok and Taehyung shared a look. "How about we watch a movie, huh?"

Like that, the topic dissipated and it wasn't brought up again.

When Im Changkyun approached you, cheeks dusted a cute pink, you were charmed immediately. You didn't know much about him, he was a new transfer but he was kind and funny so you agreed to the date.

It wasn't until a month into your new relationship that you realized you apparently attracted douchebags. You found out, stupidly, that he'd been cheating on you.

You fumed just thinking about it; he'd texted you a risque text while drunk but it wasn't meant for you.

The second he was sober, you dumped him and found yourself watching movies with Taehyung and Hoseok once again to cure your heartbreak.

"I'm never dating again," You whined, slouched on the loveseat wrapped in Hoseok's favorite blanket that you loved to steal. He wouldn't tell you where he got it so you hijacked it whenever you were at his house.

"Don't be dramatic," Hoseok chuckled from where he sat beside Taehyung. "I'm serious! Almost all men are trash and I'm tired of it!" You whined, eyes fixed on the TV.

"Holy shit..." Taehyung suddenly whispered, sitting up straight, where he sat. "What?" Hoseok and you asked at the same time.

"Im Changkyun and Jeon Jungkook got into a fight," The three of you immediately fell silent.

"...Why?" You asked, suspicious that your two exes had beefed.

"Um, well..." Taehyung shifted nervously, seemingly not wanted to reveal the reason.

Hoseok, suspecting such as well, yanked his phone from his hands — ignoring the argumentative cry that came from the younger.

"Because Jungkook..." Hoseok's jaw fell open in surprise, making you finally sit up fully.

"What? What?!" You cried. "Tell me!"

Taehyung stole his phone back from Hoseok and stuffed it in his pocket with a sigh.

"Because Jungkook found out Changkyun cheated on you!" They both told you at the same time.

You were frozen still, brows furrowed as you attempted to process that information. A litany of questions clouded your thoughts but the main one was; why did Jungkook even care?

Later, when you had just stepped into your apartment and kicked off your shoes, your phone buzzed. Sighing, you pulled it out, hoping you wouldn't have to go back to Hoseok's for something.

What you saw, however, made your heart race.

From: Jungkook [8:19PM] Can we talk?

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[unholy-randomness]

Starting off easy, I like to be really loud about my opinions when I'm with the right people, and I was about to go be really obnoxious about my opinion of the book The Love Hypothesis, which honestly would have been a bad review, when I decided that maybe I should start off a little nicer.

Before I go off about May the Best Man Win, by ZR Ellor, just keep in mind that I'm going to stay far away from talking about representation in depth because I am out of my depth here. I'm sticking to character development, the plot and themes for the benefit of literally everyone.

Quick rundown of important things:

The main characters are, Jeremy Harkiss, Lukas Rivers and the secondary characters include Naomi, Sol, Ben and a lot more characters.

The book is written from the alternating POVs of Lukas and Jeremy.

The main plot device is that they both want to be the Homecoming king for their own reasons and they basically seem down for anything to get there.

Now for my illustrious opinions.

Firstly, the race for Homecoming King drives the plot, but it's not something that they just want for popularity. Lukas thinks if he wins, he can go to a good college the year after and so maybe he won't be a letdown to his family who ignore him in favour of his older and recently dead brother (I could have put that better ack). Jeremy thinks that being the Homecoming king would get him the validation he wants as a man (He's trans btw I forgot to mention that). So at the very beginning, you get to know each characters motivations and as the story goes, their character growth is very prominent.

The background characters have their own stuff going on. Naomi and Ben have their typical Asian Family Expectations ™ plotline and yes I will give it to you that it is stereotypical, very surface level, but this is represented either from Jeremy's or Lukas' point of view. Canonically, Jeremy is too wrapped up in his own problems, like his transitioning and validation needs, to focus on his friend Naomi, and it's a big thing in the book that he feels bad about but also can't help because he is too overwhelmed. Lukas has the same blinders, because he is too focussed on keeping his family steady after his brother's death, and because he can't cope with how they treat him. A very minor background character was a college dropout with 2 jobs and criminal tendencies (very complained about online btw) and well, it was badly done but that character was a very background character. While it could have been done better, it's not a big deal if his whole story isn't done in detail.

The secondary characters are allowed their opinions and the main characters' actions and behaviour have impacts and consequences. Naomi and Jeremy basically don't talk to each other because of how self absorbed Jeremy is, Lukas ends up pushing people away because of how goal oriented he is. And yes, the main characters feel bad about it, but they don't get this dealt with until like 3/4th of the way in, which is fine.

Btw, Lukas and Jeremy dated before Jeremy came out. I'm guessing people figured it out even though I didn't mention it. Okay, so they're broken up when the story starts and it's fine because we are given the character backgrounds. We dont need to accept at face value that Lukas and Jeremy used to date and broke up and still like each other. There's reasoning, there is observable behaviour. It's a big part of their stories but not so big that it overshadows other conflicts, like each characters internal turmoils and I think that's pretty great. Especially because that is why Jeremy broke up with Lukas, because he couldn't deal with Lukas' emotional baggage as well as his own stuff. Good decision making? No. Realistic? Yes. Lukas is very annoyed at Jeremy's behaviour for understandable reasons. That's good. Your main characters aren't there to be perfect and liked. Hell, id probably really dislike Jeremy if I knew him, but at the same time, it might be because he's too real to me. Jeremy is what I could very easily turn into and it's scary and it's a good thing for a character to be. Lukas, I don't personally relate to, but I know that he has the same impact on others. Even I, and I am completely clueless about anything related to being neurodivergent, or the need to prove myself to my family, could see where Lukas was coming from and that's brilliant.

Okay, Lukas being autistic may be good rep or bad rep, I wouldn't know and I am not proud of that. But why hasn't it featured in this yet if it's a main plot point? Well, I've been avoiding it, and also because Lukas avoids the topic so while it's there, it's there as something he feels the need to overcome. Good message? No. But that's the point. The book doesn't glorify that or anything, it's part of the character's struggles and beliefs.

The other character id like to bring up is Sol. They are non binary and a computer geek and on surface level the Characterisation ends there. Good? No. Regardless of that, they are an important character because of their associations to Jeremy and Lukas. Their relationship with Lukas could use work. A lot of it. But their relationship with Jeremy is honestly great. Sol is both a plot device which I'm not happy about, because there's so much potential, and their own character. They act as a plot device because of how they impact Jeremy. Jeremy wants to do away with his identity as a Trans Boy, because to him and to Society, it is a reminder that he isn't the exact same. Problematic but that's the point. Sol desperately wants Jeremy to really own his identity as a trans boy and as a gay boy, and their influence and by association, the GSL's influence on Jeremy makes him a lot less antisocial. Oh look, character development.

Lukas, once he gets his closure from Jeremy, grows because he isn't held back by that nagging thought anymore. And it's gradual but it's great.

To wrap up (because I could go on and on but I'm lazy) it's a good book, it has its flaws but really, what book does not. The main reason I give it a pretty good review is maybe because I like it. I might be back with problems later once I get a bit detached. But that won't mean the book was unenjoyable because it was a great read, and oh my god if you get attached to a character, get ready to die of heartache.

Anyway, this hasn't been a hot take, but it's been a very long review.

-Berry

[thejpfdude-blog]

The Week in Anime (Week of 4/10/17)

Hello and welcome to a very late version of TWiA! Also the first (and only) "Wednesday” version of TWiA! Yep, quick side note, I’m moving the TWiA posts back to Monday because I like the timing of how it starts in the brand-new work week. So I’m just gonna plan better, and hopefully I can start actually posting on Mondays again!

Anyways, it’s been a while, and during that time a season has ended and a new one has sprung up. So I’m dividing this post into two parts: the Winter 2017 show version and the Spring 2017 Show version. So let’s start off with some rankings and get this show on the road:

FINAL Rankings (Winter 2017):

1 (0). Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon (8/10 FINAL) [12-13/13]

2 (0). Kono Subarashii Sekai ni Shukufuku wo! 2 (8/10 FINAL)

3 (0). Kuzu no Honkai (7/10 FINAL) [12/12]

4 (0). Aggressive Retsuko (7/10) [50/?]

5 (+1). Nobunaga no Shinobi (6/10 FINAL) [26/26]

6 (+1). Demi-chan wa Kataritai (5/10 FINAL)

7 (-2). Gabriel DropOut (5/10 FINAL) [12/12]

8 (0). Sengoku Choujuu Giga: Otsu (5/10 FINAL) [12-13/13]

9 (0). Nyanbo (3/10 FINAL) [26/26]

Rankings (Spring 2017):

1 (0). Boku no Hero Academia 2nd Season (good/10) [1-2/25]

2 (0). Sakura Quest (good/10) [1/?]

3 (0). Aggressive Retsuko (7/10) [50-51/?]

4 (0). Hinako Note (decent/10) [1/12]

5 (0). Nobunaga no Shinobi S2 (decent/10) [1/?]

6 (0). Tsuki ga Kirei (decent/10) [1/?]

7 (0). Alice to Zouroku (decent/10) [1/12]

Awards (Winter 2017):

The Satisfying Ending Award: Kuzu no Honkai

If we’re talking pure emotion, this series’ last episode was a letdown. But I think even without all of that emotion involved, the show did a great job of ending the show. Sure, it wasn’t happy for all of the parties involved, but everybody learned something and at the end of the day, we avoided the nuclear ending similar to what happened with Kuma Miko. It was a nice satisfying end to a show that was a whole bunch of stuff from horrible characters (in a good way) doing horrible things in the name of love and pleasure. It wasn’t realistic like some said, but it was still an interesting take in a genre in anime that doesn’t really have too much going for it, AKA romance. Though I’m over the whole emotional swirl this show made me go through, I can still appreciate the journey that it took me, and realize that it isn’t just meaningless junk. Overall, a solid 7/10 for me: would recommend to those who want an interesting romance/drama.

The Stagnant Award: Gabriel DropOut

For the first few episodes, this show was pretty good with the gimmick that it had. The only problem was that once the gimmick got old, it stayed on course and eventually everything about the show got old. The same jokes were being played out, and the characters didn’t change at all from the first few episodes. Not saying that character development is required, but it would be interesting to see different sides of their personality or even other aspects of them different from what we saw in the first three episodes. Instead we have Gab being the same lazy bum, Vigne being the same nice girl, Raphi being the same sadistic weirdo, and Satania being the same annoying chuuni-like character. By the last episode, I was tired of the characters and their shenanigans, and just wanted the episode to be over. Hopeful at first, but at the end a 5/10 show: average CGDCT that I would only recommend to the hardcore lovers of CGDCT shows.

The “Oh My God It’s Over” Award: Nyanbo!

Hallelujah, there is a god after all! This show never got better, and by the final episode I was Rubik’s cube-ing my heart out instead of paying attention to our feline cardboard friends and their whatever toward space. I think this show along with all the other bad shorts out there taught me something, because from now on I’m not picking up a short just because it’s x minutes long, where x < 5. Lesson learned.

Best Finale Award/Best Episode of the Week: Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon

Oh my goodness, as if this show couldn’t get better. The finale featured life without Tohru, and it was a melancholy look which wasn’t hopeless but still pretty colorless. And then the whole scene with her father was pretty well done as well. A very nice ending to a very nice show. At the end of the day, though there are noticeable flaws (namely the fanservice), the comedy and heartwarming moments overshine them and make this into one of KyoAni’s better shows (which says something with the shows they’ve made). Every episode was at least good (most great), and I can’t say enough about all of the great things this show has from its animation to its characters to its art style. The obvious choice for AOTS for me, and a very solid 8/10, would recommend if you didn’t watch.

Awards (Spring 2017):

The “Best CG” Award: Alice to Zouroku

Hmm, that car looks... a bit off. But yeah, other than that abomination, this show has potential. Though which direction this show goes I don’t really know,

The “Shiniest Faces” Award: Tsuki ga Kirei

Wow, those are some shiny faces. In all seriousness though, this show looks to be interesting, though there were some cringeworthy moments when they didn’t talk to each other and hesitated, which I understand given they’re middle schoolers. I’m hopeful this doesn’t go the drama route and is just a nice wholesome romance. Don’t need no drama in my life.

The Hmmm... Award: Hinako Note

As the only CGDCT show of the season, I was obliged to watch this. And man were there some... interesting moments. Like the girl who ate paper. And the girl who was a scarecrow. Among others. BTW, I totally got the synopsis wrong: the show looks to be about a girl who was formally a scarecrow who moves to “Tokyo” (does not look like Tokyo at all, but okay), and wants to be in the high school’s theater club. Yeah idk either. Well, the first episode wasn’t horrible, and it’s a CGDCT, so I’ll keep sticking with this one for now. Hopefully it’s decently entertaining.

The “Red Flags” Dropped Show of the Week Award: Eromanga-sensei

Hmm... let’s compare this show with OreImo. Eromanga and OreImo have sibling love interests. Eromanga has step-siblings, OreImo has blood siblings. Eromanga has slightly less tsundere sister than OreImo (still tsundere though). After realizing this, I dropped this show midway through the episode. I wasn’t really about OreImo, and honestly this doesn’t look much better. Hey, maybe it might be better. But I don’t like the whole incest route. So pass.

Best Episode of the Week: Sakura Quest

Not necessarily the greatest first episode, but enough to keep my interest for the show. I got vibes of Shirobako through the character designs, and some Hanasaku Iroha for the shade being thrown at our main character Yoshino (if you’ll excuse my vernacular). So it’s a mixed bag, but I do like the potential the show has. Plus the last few minutes made it really interesting, so hey why not stick with it. If you’re not watching this show, maybe give it a shot?

And that’s all for this week! Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you in the next post which should be coming very soon!