#MAIN POP STAR JIMIN

[lokisasylum]

YEP, I CAN CONFIRM!

[melanchoire]

KILLER ──── yu jimin & ahn yujin

── ( 🌹 ) you’ve always admired karina and yujin from afar, but when fate brings you together for a year-end festival performance, you find yourselves caught in a whirlwind of flirtation and intrigue, blurring the lines between art and passion in a way you never saw coming.

pairing. mean dom!karina x sub!lssrfm 6th member!fem reader x switch!yujin

warning(s). bitting, cunnilingus, cursing, degradation, fingering, hair pulling, humiliation, jealousy, making out, nipple play, pet names, semi exhibitionism, spanking, squirting.

word count. 7.3k

the air crackles with excitement and anticipation as you stand backstage at the sbs gayo daejeon, the end-of-year festival that celebrates the pinnacle of k-pop talent. your heart pounds in your chest, an exhilarating rhythm that matches the pulsating beat of the songs echoing from the main stage. today, you would have the unique opportunity to collaborate with two of the industry’s most mesmerizing stars: karina from aespa and yujin from ive. just the thought sends a shiver down your spine—both of them are known for their electrifying stage presence and undeniable charisma, each capable of commanding the audience's attention with just a flick of a wrist or a flash of a smile.

the lights dim, and the audience erupts in cheers, signaling that another group has taken the stage. you glance at the crew bustling about, adjusting microphones and setting the stage. everything feels surreal, like a vivid dream you’re unsure you want to wake from. you’ve watched these performances from the safety of your couch, eyes glued to the screen, marveling at the talent of others. but now, here you are—about to step into the spotlight yourself.

you fidget with the hem of your outfit, a sleek ensemble that feels foreign against your skin. it’s stunning, of course, designed to make you look every bit the star you’ve trained to be. but all you can focus on is the gnawing insecurity deep within you. would you be able to match the presence of your collaborators?

karina, with her ethereal beauty and powerful vocals, has taken the world by storm. her ability to blend fierce energy with captivating visuals has made her a household name. she dances with a fluidity that seems almost supernatural, her movements a perfect blend of strength and grace. you've watched her perform countless times, her movements a seamless blend of grace and power, especially when she dances to her solo song "UP!" her confidence radiates, setting the bar for every performer who steps foot on stage. you can only imagine the electric atmosphere she generates, and the thought of sharing the stage with her sends a jolt of both excitement and fear through your veins.

then there's yujin. since her debut, she has been a force of nature, a whirlwind of charm and charisma and you’ve always admired her—how she effortlessly steals the spotlight during each comeback, whether it's in a sophisticated ensemble like "I AM" or a more edgy concept like "BADDIE." her charisma is palpable, her presence overwhelming. yujin has an innate ability to connect with the audience, to draw them into her world with just a smile or a gaze. it’s hard not to get lost in her captivating smile and effortless performance style. in a world where everyone is striving for perfection, she stands out, effortlessly capturing hearts and making it look so easy. you remember watching her from the sidelines at various events, thinking: “will i ever be able to perform with that kind of confidence?”

you can’t help but feel overshadowed by their brilliance. they are known for their incredible stage presence, their ability to engage and enthrall. but you? you’re the quiet one, the one who shies away from the spotlight even in the warmth of your group members’ company. yes, you've had your moments on stage, but always with the comfort of your teammates around you, their energy bolstering yours.

while your groupmates seem to flirt and play around with ease, you often stand at the edges of those conversations, a spectator in a world that seems just a touch too bright, too loud for you to jump in. you have had brief interactions with karina and yujin before, perhaps a shy wave or a quick exchange of compliments, but nothing that would prepare you for this collaboration, where you would have to hold your own against their vibrant personalities.

the announcer’s voice booms through the speakers, calling your names, and your stomach flips. you take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. this is your moment. you’ve practiced countless times, poured your heart into the choreography, and learned the nuances of the song "killer," a sultry piece that’s all about confidence and allure. but now, standing here, you wonder if you truly have it in you.

your thoughts are interrupted when you feel warm hands at your hips. you turn to find yunjin smiling brightly at you, her presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos. "you’re going to be amazing," she says, her voice bright and encouraging. "just remember, it’s all about having fun. No one’s here to judge you!"

her playful words wash over you like a gentle wave, pushing your worries to the side. she continues to rattle off a few inside jokes that make you chuckle, reminding you that you’re not alone in this. behind her, the rest of your members appear, offering you their unwavering support. sakura, with her calm demeanor, gives you a thumbs-up, while chaewon brings you into a tight embrace. kazuha, ever the optimist, grins at you and nods, her energy infectious. eunchae bounces on her toes, her excitement palpable, “you’ve got this!”

the embrace from your members wraps around you like a warm cocoon. for a fleeting moment, the anxiety begins to dissipate, replaced by the love and camaraderie that define your group. their faith in you feels like a lifeline, tethering you to the moment and providing a flicker of confidence. but as the sound of the mc's voice filters through the chaos backstage, signaling your imminent entrance, the butterflies return, dancing wildly in your stomach.

suddenly, the staff signals for you to head to the stage, and your heart pounds harder. you can hear the crowd roaring in anticipation, a cacophony of cheers and applause that sends adrenaline surging through your veins. you share one last glance with your groupmates, and they all nod at you, a silent promise that they’ll be cheering from the sidelines.

taking a deep breath, you step out onto the stage, the bright lights washing over you like a wave. the audience, a sea of eager faces, blurs into the background as you focus on the music that begins to play. your heart races not just from the excitement but from the overwhelming pressure of meeting expectations—yours and those of the fans.

when you step onto the stage, the world outside fades into obscurity. you are cocooned in a warm glow, bright lights shining down upon you and the unmistakable hum of excitement from the crowd filling your ears. it’s your moment, and you’re ready to seize it. in the center, you stand shoulder to shoulder with your backup dancers, their energy pulsating around you. at one end of the stage, karina stands with her back to the camera, radiating an enigmatic aura as she awaits the cue to sing. at the other end, yujin beams at the audience, her charming smile lighting up the room.

as you take in the sight of your two groupmates, a thrill runs through you. karina catches your eye, a smirk playing on her lips as she shakes her head, dismissing whatever playful banter you might have exchanged moments earlier. you feel a twinge of challenge in her gaze; it’s a silent dare that stirs something deep inside you. when you turn your attention to yujin, however, everything shifts. her grin is infectious, a bright spark that ignites a warmth in your chest. she waves lightly, a small wink sent your way that sends your heart racing.

but there’s little time to dwell on these feelings as the music begins to swell, an intoxicating melody that envelops you. the beat drops, and the moment karina starts singing, a wave of calm washes over you. her voice is a smooth, inviting embrace, allowing you to fall into the rhythm of the performance. you’ve practiced, but here, in this moment, you find a surprising ease. perhaps it’s the thrill of the sensual concept you’re tackling for the first time, or maybe it’s the undeniable chemistry among the three of you.

as the song progresses, your shy, reserved persona melts away and the transformation is remarkable. the shy girl the fans have come to know fades into the background, replaced by a bold and vibrant persona. you’ve never explored a sensual concept like this, but something about tonight feels right, like destiny calling. your body moves with the rhythm, and the choreography calls for something deeper—a sensuality that intertwines with each movement, drawing you closer to karina and yujin.

you notice how they both fit seamlessly into this seductive concept, their voices intertwining like threads of silk, creating a tapestry of sound that captivates the audience. karina’s low, sultry notes contrast beautifully with yujin’s bright and playful tones, both of them showcasing their strengths. Y

you are the third voice, harmonizing with them, but also pushing the boundaries of the choreography. It’s exhilarating.

the movements are fluid, a dance that flows between desire and restraint. there’s a moment where you’re touching karina, your hand gliding up her arm, and the connection sends electric shocks through your body. you meet her gaze, and there’s an understanding in her eyes—a mutual acknowledgment of the moment that sends your pulse racing. the way she bites her lip, a hint of mischief sparking in her expression, gives you the courage to continue.

you know what you’re doing, yet the thrill of it is intoxicating. you push the limits, letting your hands linger a moment longer than the choreography dictates. you feel the heat of the stage, the intensity of the performance, and the adrenaline that rushes through you. it’s not just dancing; it’s an unspoken dialogue, a flirty banter exchanged through each movement.

yujin is the cherry on top of this decadent cake. when she glances your way, that radiant grin reaffirms your confidence. the way she moves, with a blend of elegance and playful charm, is mesmerizing. you catch her eye as you slide your hand over her thigh during one of the sultry movements. it’s deliberate, a tease that feels electrifying. her breath catches for a fraction of a second, but then she smiles wider, as if inviting you to play.

you notice how the dance is designed to bring the three of you together, creating a palpable tension that makes the air thick with unspoken chemistry. there’s a deliberate intimacy in the choreography: sliding hands along arms, teasing glances, lingering touches. with each movement, you feel your confidence growing, and as the spotlight shines down, illuminating every curve and angle, you allow yourself to embrace the boldness you’ve found.

the audience’s cheers swell around you, drowning out any doubt or hesitation. you lose yourself in the performance, riding the wave of excitement, a primal instinct taking over as you navigate the choreography. the sensual touches become a language of their own—sliding your hands along karina’s waist, brushing against yujin's arms. each connection, each fleeting touch, feels like an unspoken promise.

this is not just a performance; it’s an exploration. your hands glide across their bodies, exploring, teasing, igniting a fire that simmers beneath the surface. when you lock eyes with yujin again, her playful expression urges you on, and you find yourself pushing boundaries, taking risks you wouldn’t have dared to consider before. you let your fingers slide from her shoulder down to her collarbone, brushing against her neck in a movement that feels almost magnetic.

you can’t help but notice the intensity of their gazes, the way they watch you, and it makes you feel alive. you thrive under the spotlight, every moment resonating with the cheers of the audience, fueling your daring. it’s intoxicating, like stepping into a dream where you can be anyone, someone fierce and confident, unafraid of what might come next.

as the music shifts, you find yourself at the edge of a crescendo, the beat pulsing wildly as you prepare for the final sequence. the choreography calls for a break dance, and as yujin takes her seat, and you and karina kneel on chairs behind her, anticipation crackling in the air. you share a knowing glance with karina before your focus shifts back to yujin.

you perform the head rotation together, a synchronized move that brings you even closer to her. when yujin begins to sing her part, her voice is a beautiful melody that wraps around you like silk. then comes the moment when you and karina place your hands on yujin’s shoulders, ready to lift one leg in a clean, sensual movement. but as you slide your hand down yujin’s shoulder, the touch is softer than intended. your fingers brush against her collarbone, trailing playfully down to her neck. it’s unexpected, and you can feel the tension in the air shift. the audience gasps collectively, but it’s the way yujin’s eyes widen for a split second before she regains her composure that sends your heart racing.

the thrill of the performance peaks, and you can feel the crowd’s energy erupting, as if they can sense the chemistry simmering between the three of you. the moment is electric, and as your fingers linger a heartbeat longer than necessary, a rush of heat spreads across your cheeks.

when the performance ends, the applause rings in your ears, but your mind is still buzzing. you share triumphant smiles with karina and yujin, each of you riding the high of the performance. but when the lights dim, and the cameras shift away from the three of you, you notice something that makes your heart skip a beat.

karina’s gaze is locked onto you, a smirk still playing on her lips. there’s a fierce intensity in her eyes, something deeper that you hadn’t noticed before, and it sends a rush of warmth through your body. but it’s yujin who catches your breath. she’s watching you with a look that is almost predatory, her charming smile replaced by something more charged, more dangerous.

you take a step back, heart racing, feeling exposed under their scrutiny. the teasing glances you exchanged earlier now seem to hold a weight you hadn’t anticipated. there's electricity in the air, a connection that feels almost palpable.

in that moment, you’re caught between the two of them, each exuding their own allure and charm. karina, with her bold confidence and smirk that promises mischief; yujin, with her radiant smile and eyes that glimmer with something more than mere friendship. you can feel the tension thickening, and for a fleeting second, you wonder if perhaps there’s something more behind those gazes.

you’ve just come off the stage, adrenaline coursing through your veins, the echoes of cheers still ringing in your ears. the performance was electric; every move, every beat resonated with the crowd, and you can still feel the heat of the spotlight. as you stride towards your dressing room, the noise of the world outside fades away, leaving only the rush of your own heartbeat and the thrill of collaboration with karina and yujin lingering in your mind.

the door swings open, and you step inside, immediately met with the soft glow of the room’s lights. your heart rate begins to settle, and you reach for a bottle of water on the table, taking a long, refreshing gulp. you lean against the cool surface, savoring the moment of stillness. the stage may have been a whirlwind, but this was your sanctuary.

as you make your way to the plush couch in the corner, the soft fabric welcoming you like an old friend, you hear the door creak open behind you. karina and yujin stride in, their energy still crackling, filling the small space with a palpable tension.

“hey!” karina says, a hint of something serious in her tone as she stands directly in front of you, blocking your path. “did you enjoy the performance?”

you look up, meeting her gaze. there’s something in the intensity of her eyes that makes you hesitate. “yeah, it was fun,” you reply vaguely, hoping to downplay her curiosity. but as you attempt to sidestep her, she’s quick to take a step closer.

but she doesn’t let you off the hook. “fun?” she echoes, her voice laced with skepticism. “it looked like you were having a lot more than just fun with us out there. you seemed quite happy being... touchy.” she presses, her eyes narrowing playfully yet intensely.

a rush of heat floods your cheeks at her words, and you try to sidestep her again, seeking refuge in the comfort of the couch, but she’s faster. her fingers wrap around your forearm, gently but firmly holding you in place. “what’s the rush? you don’t want to talk about it?”

you try to step around her, but she moves in front of you, her presence blocking your way. “c’mon, just answer me,” she insists.

“seriously? can’t you just let me breathe for a second?” you attempt to sound annoyed, but there’s an undercurrent of tension you can’t shake off.

then, as you make an attempt to back away, you collide with yujin, who had been standing quietly behind you. the sudden contact sends a jolt through your body, your back hitting her chest. you look over your shoulder, and she flashes a teasing smile that sends shivers down your spine.

“oh, what’s this?” yujin coos, her voice playful yet laced with challenge. “i didn’t know that beneath that shy personality, there’s a little attention-seeker trying to come out… a hidden whore craving attention.”

you open your mouth to retort, but the words falter as karina’s hand suddenly grips your face, squeezing your cheeks slightly to redirect your focus onto her. “uh-uh,” she says with a mocking tone, her expression unreadable yet intoxicating. “you’re in no position to give attitude right now. you’ve already had more than enough fun out there.” her tone is teasing, but there’s an edge to it, one that makes your stomach flutter.

you try to wriggle free, but her grip is surprisingly strong. Instead, you find yourself looking deep into her eyes, a silent conversation passing between you. there’s mischief there, and something deeper that makes you hesitate.

the room grows thick with tension as karina holds your gaze, her eyes speaking a language of their own. you can feel the air crackling between the three of you, a magnetic pull that is hard to resist. your heart races even faster, an exhilarating mix of anxiety and excitement flooding your system.

“honestly,” karina continues, her voice softening slightly, “i think you deserve to be put in your place.” the way she says it is both a challenge and an invitation, leaving your mind spinning.

the tension in the room thickens, and you catch yujin’s gaze as she watches the exchange with an amused smirk, her own intentions simmering just beneath the surface. in that moment, it feels as though the air around you is charged, electric with unspoken desires and possibilities.

before you can process her words or even find your own, karina grips a handful of your hair, her fingers threading through the strands as she pulls you closer. the world outside fades away, and in a heartbeat, her lips crash against yours, initiating a kiss that is both passionate and messy—a collision of desires that leaves you breathless.

you’re caught off guard, your heart pounding in your chest as the kiss deepens. karina’s lips move against yours with a fervor that ignites something inside you. her other hand cradles your jaw, tilting your face just right as if she’s molding you to fit perfectly against her.

in that moment of dizzying intensity, you barely register the warmth of yujin as she sidles up behind you. her hands slide around your hips, and you can feel her breath hot against your ear, sending a shiver racing down your spine. “you really do like this attention, don’t you?” she murmurs, her tone sultry and teasing.

you’re torn between responding and getting lost in the sensations swirling around you. karina’s grip on your hair tightens just enough to remind you of her presence, of her ownership, while yujin’s fingers trail up your sides, brushing against your skin through the fabric of your outfit.

the moment is intoxicating, overwhelming. yujin’s hands glide around your waist, pulling you closer as she leans in to kiss your jaw, trailing soft, warm kisses along your neck and shoulder. you gasp at the sensation, the way her lips graze your skin, igniting a trail of heat wherever she touches. you can’t help but lean into her, surrendering to the intoxicating mixture of thrill and lust. that's when she bites gently at your skin, leaving small red marks that ache and throb with a tantalizing heat, making it difficult to suppress the soft whimper that escapes your lips.

karina, noticing your reaction, pulls back slightly to look you in the eye, her expression a mix of mischief and satisfaction. “c'mon, focus on me now. you've already given her enough attention there on stage, it's my turn now.”

yujin laughs softly, a sound that seems to reverberate through you. “i think she enjoys having the attention of both of us at the same time, don't you?” she teases, her fingers still exploring the curves of your body with an unabashed confidence that leaves you dizzy.

“wait—” you begin, but karina’s lips crash against yours again, silencing any protests you might have had. you can’t help but melt into the kiss, responding in kind, feeling your inhibitions slip away as the thrill of the moment takes over.

“look at you...” karina murmurs against your lips, her voice low and sultry, as her fingers tighten in your hair. “always all shy and sweet for your fans, but here you are…” she kisses you again, deeper this time, as if she wants to consume you entirely. you can taste the heat of her breath, feel the urgency in her touch, and it drives you wild.

yujin’s fingers begin to explore, finding their way under your shirt, teasingly grazing the skin of your stomach. “i think you’ve been hiding too much.” she whispers, her breath warm against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “time to let go, don’t you think?”

yujin’s hands travel boldly, her fingers finding their way to your breasts, teasing over the fabric of your top. you gasp into the kiss, your body arching slightly as she pushes against you, her warmth enveloping you from behind. the sensation is electric, a shocking jolt that resonates through your entire being.

“don’t act so surprised.” karina whispers against your lips, her breath warm and inviting. “you know you love this.”

there’s a part of you that wants to deny it, to push back against this surge of overwhelming desire. but as yujin continues to grind against your ass, her body a warm, intoxicating presence behind you, and karina’s lips dance against yours, you realize that the barriers you’ve built are crumbling.

you moan softly, the sound escaping your lips before you can even think to hold it back. it’s a surrender, a realization that perhaps this is what you’ve been yearning for all along—an escape from the confines of your carefully constructed persona as a k-pop idol, a chance to explore the wild and the sensual, the playful and the forbidden.

“you’re finally letting go.” karina murmurs, a satisfied smile breaking across her lips as she pulls away just enough to see your expression. “that’s more like it.”

you can see the approval in her eyes, and it sends a thrill through you, fueling the fire that’s already igniting between you. with each passing moment, the dressing room feels smaller, more intimate, as if the world outside has faded away entirely.

yujin leans in, her voice low and teasing. “are you ready for us to show you just how much fun this can be?”

and in that moment, you realize that the performance may have ended, but the real show is only just beginning.

before you can answer yujin, karina sweeps the contents of the vanity desk with her arm, sending makeup and hair tools tumbling to the floor in a cascade of chaos. lipsticks roll like marbles, and a hair dryer clatters loudly, disrupting the serene quiet that had cloaked the afternoon.

you hear the sound before you see it—a chaotic crash of makeup and hair tools clattering to the floor, a cacophony that sends a chill of foreboding through your spine. the world narrows into a singular focus, and you turn your head just in time to catch karina's wild, determined gaze. she is a force of nature, an unpredictable storm, and you feel the air shift as she strides toward you, intent on asserting her will.

before you can utter a word of protest, karina’s hand shoots out, seizing a handful of your hair. it stings, a sharp reminder of her dominance, and with a single fluid motion, she pushes you forward onto the vanity desk. your stomach collides with the cold, unyielding surface, and a rush of indignation bubbles within you. you manage to stifle a hiss, pressing your hands against the smooth wood to cushion the impact, though you can’t hide the frown twisting your lips.

the world around you blurs for a moment. the mix of perfumes, the mess on the floor, and the growing feeling of vulnerability all combine to cloud your thoughts. you blink rapidly, trying to ground yourself in this bizarre situation.

you feel your heart racing in your chest as you lie there, vulnerable and caught off guard. you glance sideways, and there, standing before you with a confident smirk, is yujin. her heels click against the tiled floor, echoing like a metronome counting down to some inevitable climax. she crosses her arms, a smug grin spreading across her face, eyes twinkling with amusement. the sight of her fills you with a mix of dread and defiance.

“look at you...” she says, her tone playful but edged with a hint of authority. “in no position to complain now, are you?”

you want to answer her, to unleash the sharp-tongued retort bubbling in your throat, but before you can articulate the words, karina’s fingers deftly hook the waistband of your pants. the sensation sends a shiver down your spine, a mixture of dread and adrenaline surging through you. she pulls your pants down in one swift motion, and a sharp slap lands on your exposed ass, earning a gasp from you that surprises even yourself.

“what the—!” you feel the heat creeping up your face, a rush of embarrassment flooding through your veins. you can’t believe this is happening. you’re caught between wanting to fight back and the sheer absurdity of the situation.

“oh, don’t act so shocked.” yujin purrs, leaning closer. her voice is a smooth whisper, and despite the chaos, there’s a teasing lilt to it that stirs something deep inside you. “you brought this upon yourself.”

“i didn’t do anything!” you protest, the indignation bubbling in your chest. but even as you say it, you can feel the heat of their gazes, the weight of their laughter wrapping around you like a cozy blanket that you don’t want to wear.

karina leans closer, her breath warm against your ear, and the way she looks at you sends a shiver down your spine. “be a good girl and accept it, will you?” she murmurs.

she hooked her fingers in the waistband of your panties and yanked them down your legs, letting them drop to your ankles. then she settles between your spread thighs, her hands gripping your ass cheeks and spreading them apart. she leaned in, dragging the flat of her tongue up your slit in one slow, teasing lick. she hummed in approval at the taste of you, her fingers digging into your flesh.

feeling karina's mouth on your pussy, your head fell forward against the desk with a thunk, along with a breathy moan escaping your lips.

karina delved between your thighs, her tongue swirling around your clit before sucking the sensitive bud between her lips. her hands slid around to grip your hips, pulling you harder against her hungry mouth as she ate you out with wild abandon. the obscene sounds of her tongue and lips working your pussy filled the room, mingling with the pulsing beat of the music outside.

but before anything else can happen, yujin places her hand under your chin, lifting your face up so you're looking at her.

“i wanna have fun too, pretty girl.” without hesitation, she stepped back and quickly unbuttoned her tight leather pants, shimmying out of them to reveal a pair of skimpy, black lace panties underneath.

as yujin kicks her pants aside, she turns to the table, swinging one leg over the table and placing one foot on the surface, almost straddling your face. she wore a pair of panties that left little to the imagination, the damp patch at the crotch betraying her arousal. towering over you, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly peeled them down, revealing her glistening pussy, bare and ready.

“fuck, hurry up, i need your tongue inside me.” yujin panted, gripping your hair and pulling your face against her wet heat. she ground her hips forward, smearing her juices all over your lips and chin, coating your mouth with her essence.

you dove forward eagerly, burying your face between yujin's spread thighs. the scent of her arousal filled your nostrils as you leaned in to run your tongue along her glistening slit, tasting her essence for the first time. yujin gasped and shuddered above you, her hips rocking forward to press her pussy harder against your mouth.

“oh fuck, just like that.” she groaned, tangling her fingers in your hair and holding you in place. her grip tightened as you began to explore her folds more thoroughly, your tongue delving between them to taste her deeply.

meanwhile, karina behind you hums in approval at your taste, lapping at your folds with renewed enthusiasm. she zeroed in on your clit, circling the sensitive bud with the tip of her tongue before sucking it between her lips. two fingers delved into your wet channel, pumping in and out as she ate you out with single-minded focus.

yujin's musky flavor exploded on your tongue as you licked and sucked at her most intimate places. you focused your attention on her clit, circling and flicking the sensitive bud with the tip of your tongue before sucking it between your lips. yujin's grip on your hair tightened even more, her thighs trembling around your head as she ground herself against your face.

keeping one hand fisted in your hair, holding you in place, she raised the other to the hem of her tight top, sneaking her free hand underneath her shirt. she cupped the soft mounds, kneading and squeezing them roughly as you continued to devour her pussy. her fingers plucked at her nipples, rolling and tugging on the sensitive buds as she writhed beneath your oral attentions. yujin let out a low moan, her head falling back as sparks of pleasure shot straight to her core.

the sight of her touching herself, putting on a show just for you, only heightened your own building arousal.

behind you, karina could feel your body tensing, your muscles pulling taut as your orgasm approached. she curled her fingers inside your pussy, stroking that special spot deep within as she licked and sucked mercilessly at your clit. karina's free hand slid around your hip, finding your ass and squeezing the cheek hard.

yujin was just as close, her hips bucking erratically against your face as she grabbed her tits with wild abandon. she pinched and tugged at her stiff nipples, sending jolts of pleasure ricocheting through her body. her pussy clenched and throbbed, dripping arousal down your chin as she rutted against you.

yujin's breath came faster, her chest heaving as she continued to grope and tease her tits, putting on a show for you. her grip on your hair tightened, pulling you harder against her dripping cunt as she rutted her hips against your face, chasing her pleasure. “don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop.” yujin cried out, her voice ragged with lust.

karina stands up, leaning over your body still lying on the table, pressing her chest against your back. “fuck, look at you, taking both of us so well, making yujin feel so good…” she purred, nipping at your shoulder before sucking a dark mark into your skin. her fingers picked up speed, fucking into you harder, faster, the wet sounds of your coupling growing louder. “you're such a dirty girl, getting off on being used like this. i love it.”

karina revealed the power she had over you, in the way your thighs trembled and your stomach muscles fluttered under her touch. she could feel you teetering on the edge, your pussy clenching around her plunging fingers. “now be a darling for me and make yujin cum, will you? since you had the guts to play the role of the daring girl on stage when you were with us, i hope you can put that attitude on now too.”

again, karina drops to her knees, burying her face between your thighs and giving her full attention to your pussy again. she held you in place, pinning you against the desk with her body as she devoured your pussy like a starving woman.

she could feel your body tensing, your walls fluttering around her plunging fingers as your climax approached rapidly. she curled her digits just right, rubbing that spongey spot deep inside that made your toes curl in your hells. at the same time, she sealed her lips around your clit, sucking the sensitive bud hard as she flicked her tongue over it rapidly. the filthy wet sounds of her tongue and fingers working you over filled the cubicle, punctuated by your desperate whimpers and moans, oh, and yujin's babbling moans and heavy breathing.

“that's it, baby girl.” karina growled, her voice muffled against your sex. “come for us. let go and come all over my fingers like the dirty little slut you are.”

the combination of karina's filthy words and the intense stimulation proved too much. with a final hard suck to your clit and a deep thrust of her fingers, karina sent you hurtling over the precipice your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, your inner walls spasming uncontrollably around her digits as you gushed your release into her eager mouth. karina drank you down greedily, prolonging your pleasure until you were a shaking, boneless mess against the desk.

you screamed your pleasure into yujin's cunt, the sound vibrating deliciously against her sensitive flesh. yujin cried out, her own climax slamming into her as she grinded your face against her dripping sex. she came hard, her juices flooding your mouth as she shuddered and convulsed, her tits bouncing in her hands as she pinched and tugged her nipples mercilessly.

karina continued to stroke your spasming walls, milking every last drop of pleasure from your quaking body. the two of them worked you through your intense orgasm, fingers and mouth never stopping until they had wrung every last drop of pleasure from your quivering body. finally, with a shudder and a gasp, you slumped against the table, utterly spent and satisfied.

in front of you, yujin slowly came down from her high, her grip on your hair loosening as she caught her breath. she looked down at you with a satisfied, almost feral grin, taking in the sight of you, debauched and panting, still buried between her thighs.

yujin licked her lips, still flushed and panting from her intense orgasm. she gazed down at you with a wicked, satisfied smirk, taking in your disheveled appearance; hair mussed from her grip, cheeks flushed, and lips glistening with her essence. she could see the way your chest heaved as you struggled to catch your breath, the evidence of your shared pleasure splattered on your skin.

as the aftershocks of your shared orgasms began to subside, yujin reluctantly pulled your face away from her sensitive pussy. she helped you sit up, her hands roaming over your curves appreciatively as she took in your disheveled state.

”fuck, that was so hot.” yujin purred, her voice low and rough from her cries of ecstasy. she slid off the table, standing on wobbly legs before tugging you up by your hair. her other hand found your chin, tilting your face up to meet her heated gaze. she leaned in, hovering her lips a mere breath away from yours, letting you feel the weight of her arousal. “you're fucking incredible baby.” she breathed against your mouth before closing the distance and kissing you deeply, tasting herself on your tongue.

but of course, once again, you turned all your attention to yujin again. and to no one's surprise, that wasn't something karina liked.

as yujin kissed you, karina emerged from between your thighs, stood up and pressed herself against your back. she grabbed a fistful of your hair, gripping it tightly as she pulled your head back, separating you from yujin and forcing you to look up at her.

she withdrew her soaked fingers from your dripping pussy, bringing them to your lips. she tapped your bottom lip with the slick digits, smearing your own arousal across your mouth. “open your mouth.” karina purred, her voice a low, seductive growl.

somewhat bewildered, you didn't react immediately to her request. karina's expression changed almost instantly, the discontent on her face was evident when she saw that you didn't comply with her order when she was more than gentle and clear with you.

“i said "open your mouth".” she repeats her own words, however, her tone is more authoritative and demanding, a clear difference from the first time. without waiting for you to respond, she wrapped the strands of your hair around her hand, pulling them in a harsh tug, drawing a gasp from you and forcing your mouth open.

karina plunged her fingers inside, not giving you a chance to resist as she shoved them in deep, pushing them in and out, fucking your throat with her hand. “that's it baby, clean up the mess you made on my fingers...”

at the same time, karina shoved her other hand under your chin, gripping your jaw and forcing your mouth open even wider as she pumped her fingers faster, harder, hitting the back of your throat with each brutal thrust. drool dripped down your chin, your eyes watering from the intensity of her actions. “i bet you fucking love having your throat used like this, don't you? love being treated like a set of holes for us to use?”

karina abruptly pulled her fingers out of your mouth, leaving your jaw slack and your chest heaving. a string of saliva connected her slick digits to your bottom lip before breaking, dripping down onto your heaving chest. karina licked her fingers clean, savoring your combined tastes with a wicked grin.

“mmmh, you taste fucking divine.” karina purred, her voice a low, rough rasp. she released your hair and gripped your chin instead, tilting your face up to force you to meet her intense, lust-filled gaze. her other hand slid down your throat, feeling the way your pulse raced beneath her touch.

she leaned in close, her face mere inches from yours. you could feel her hot breath ghosting over your lips, smell the faint hint of sweat and perfume that clung to her skin. her icy brown eyes bored into yours, filled with a hunger that made your core clench with anticipation.

“you're fucking gorgeous like this, all disheveled and desperate.” karina murmured, her voice a low, seductive purr. her hand slid from your chin to wrap around the back of your neck, long fingers tangling in your hair as she gripped it tightly. she used her hold on you to yank your head back, exposing the column of your throat to her greedy mouth.

karina's lips crashed against your neck, her teeth sinking into the tender skin as she marked you as hers. she licked and sucked at the reddening skin, no doubt leaving a vivid hickey in her wake. her other hand slid down your spine, gripping your ass and pulling your hips flush against hers.

“i know you're craving more…”

her eyes, usually sharp and playful, are languid now, half-lidded as she leans closer. you feel the warmth of her breath ghost across your neck, the faintest scent of her familiar strawberry lip gloss filling your senses. a delighted flutter takes root in your stomach, a feeling you know all too well, the one she ignites with just a look.

your own gaze is drawn to her lips, the curve of her grin promising a stolen moment, a quiet connection before the storm of the stage. the small hand resting on your hips makes your skin tingle.

but then, just as your fingers brush Karina’s arm, the bubble bursts.

karina’s eyes widen, a mischievous glint replacing the warmth of a moment ago. you see her mouth curl into a teasing smirk as she steps away, abandoning you with a laugh that echoes in the suddenly silent room. “oops, looks like someone was getting too comfortable.” she throws a teasing glance over her shoulder, her voice laced with playful mockery. “better hurry, princess. you’ve got a show to do in, what… five minutes? three minutes.”

she pulled away, that teasing smile still playing on her lips, and turned to yujin, who was leaning against the makeup table, watching the exchange with an almost feline grace. a slow smirk spread across yujin’s face as she met your gaze, a knowing look that mirrored karina’s.

then, with theatrical flair, karina grabbed your pants, which had been carelessly tossed over a nearby chair, and threw them at you. they landed in a crumpled heap at your feet. “wouldn't want you going on stage half… dressed, would we?” the laughter in her voice was low and rich, the kind that made your stomach twist in a pleasant sort of knot.

the sound of fabric rustling came from your left. you glanced over to see yujin straightening her top, smoothing down a non-existent crease. you could hear the soft click of a button being fastened, the sound somehow echoing in the strangely quiet room. both of them were watching you now, their amusement palpable. their eyes were like dark pools reflecting the glow of the stage lights, holding a wicked glint that simultaneously teased and intrigued.

“oh, and tell sakura unnie i send my regards.” yujin called over her shoulder, the playful tone doing nothing to soothe the flush creeping up your neck. you watched, dumbstruck, as both she and karina, a mirror-image smirk on her own face, walked out of the room, leaving you alone.

the room felt suddenly cold, the earlier heat replaced by a chilling wave of embarrassment. your cheeks were burning, no doubt a vibrant shade of red. your entire body tingled with the memory of karina's touch and the shared heat between you and yujin. they had been playing with you, teasing you, and you'd fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.

you could picture them now, probably giggling together outside the door. how could you be so easily distracted? you were a professional, an idol, a performer! you had a show to do, and here you were, pants on the floor, heart pounding, and a blush that could probably be seen from space.

before you could think anything else, loud, hurried knocks echo against the dressing room door. following that, you hear the voice of chaewon, your groupmate, calling your name in a hurried and clearly irritated tone. “we are waiting for you to start our performance! if you don't put on your outfit and bring your ass to the stage right now, you know you're going to regret it later!”

the night would definitely be longer than you expected…

[riverashifts]

@ MY DR LIST ᰔᩚ . ݁ 🎀 ͘ ࣭ 🎱 ⸰

⌗ 제이's GiRL : below is my dr list! warning it is extensively long.. like very long because i'm batshit crazy and insane, but i am free 🕊️

˳ ׄ ⟡ ◌ ⃘ beauty, youth, good fortune, even love itself, cannot keep care and pain ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡‏‏‎ 𓏸𓈒 loss and sorrow, from the most blessed for 𖦹 ˚   ⊹   ♡ into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and sad and dreary ( little women 1868 )

inspired by @/kumiwon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ dr name ] — s/o name

bold = main drs

⊹﹒K-POP DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ aespa fifth member ] — yu jimin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ aespa fourth member ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ boynextdoor seventh member ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ day6 sixth member ] — park jaehyung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen eighth member ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen eighth member (gg) ] — park jongeun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen seventh member ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen seventh member (male) ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen twelfth member ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ (g)i-dle seventh member ] — jean soyeon, cho miyeon, nicha yontararak, seo soojin, song yuqi & yeh shuhua

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ itzy sixth member ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ive seventh member ] — ahn yujin & jang wonyoung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ le sserafim sixth member ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ loona thirteenth member ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ loona twelfth member ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ newjeans fifth member ] — kim minji

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ newjeans fifth member² ] — danielle marsh

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ stray kids eighth member ] — lee minho

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ stray kids ninth member ] — lee minho & han jisung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the rose fifth member ] — kim woosung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ triples twenty-fifth member ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ txt fifth member ] — choi yeonjun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ txt sixth member ] — kang taehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ txt tenth member ] — choi beomgyu

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ xdinary heroes sixth member ] — han jisung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ 3racha fourth member ] — bang chan, seo changbin, & han jisung

⊹﹒OWN GRP DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ amour / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ atlantis / boy group ] — ning yizhuo

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ berry sweet / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ bratz! / girl group ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ by the stars / co-ed group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ by the stars² / co-ed group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ celeste / girl group ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ crush! / boy group ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ cupid club / girl group ] — yang jungwon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ dearlie / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ diva / girl group ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ eclipse / girl group ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ elle / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ envy / marvel x idols ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ eunoia ] — park sunghoon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fleur / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ girlnextdoor ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ girls planet 999 ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ gloss / girl group ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ honey / co-ed group ] — yang jungwon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ idol stars (gg survival show) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ iheart / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ jinx / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ kismet / boy group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ loveloop / girl group ] — hanni pham

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ lovex / girl group ] — nishimura riki

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ meow / girl group ] — jang wonyoung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ monster high / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ moxie / girl group ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ mydol / miraculous x idols ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ noir / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ onlyoneof / girl group ] — ha sooyoung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ pink punk / girl group ] — lee heeseung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ popteen / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ produce series ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ quizzie / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ retrograde / girl band ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ rubymoon / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ solaria / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ soulike / boy group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ trickster / boy group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ utopia / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ v.e.x / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wckd / co-ed group ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wonderstruck / co-ed group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ xtra / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ xy / girl duo ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ yin&yang / co-ed group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ youngluv / girl group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ zero / co-ed group ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ 7heaven / girl group ] — undecided

⊹﹒K-SOLOIST DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ holly / female soloist ] — nishimura riki

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ king / male soloist ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ nabi / female soloist ] — seo changbin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ quae / female soloist ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ star / female soloist ] — park jaehyung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ vera / female soloist ] — park jongseong

⊹﹒MIRACULOUS DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ miraculous academy / académie royale feng-dubois ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ miraculous (feat. idols) ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ miraculous x marvel ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ mydol / miraculous x idols ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ nagara / snake miraculous ] — chloé bourgeois

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ vespera / bat miraculous ] — kagami tsurugi

⊹﹒MARVEL DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ agatha all along ] — rio vidal

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ black widow ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ envy / marvel x idols ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ general marvel ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ marvel (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ miraculous x marvel ] — undecided

⊹﹒HOGWARTS DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ beauxbatons student ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ canadian school student ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ golden trio ('80 liner) ] — harry potter

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ golden trio ('76 liner) ] — oliver wood

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ golden trio (slytherin boys) ] — theodore nott

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ hogwarts (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ marauders (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ modern golden trio ] — pansy parkinson

⊹﹒FAME DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ actress ] — louis partridge

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ actress² ] — mikey madison

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ actress³ ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ actress & model ] — aubrey plaza

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ actress & singer ] — matthew gray gubler

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ author ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ bake off competition show ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ band ] — park jongseong, ning yizhuo, huh yunjin, & lee heeseung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ basketball player ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ boysworld sixth member ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ chicken shop date ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ choreographer ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ director ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ k-drama actress ] — park jihoon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ katseye seventh member ] — megan meiyok skiendiel & daniela andrea avanzini llorente

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ katseye seventh member² ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ katseye sixth member ] — sophia elizabeth guevara laforteza, meret manon bannerman, daniela andrea avanzini llorente, lara rajagopalan & megan meiyok, skiendiel

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ learn&travel vlogger ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ lifestyle reality show ] — huh yunjin & park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ lifestyle youtuber ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ little mix ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ minecraft youtuber ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ nepo baby / actress ] — taylor swift

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ nepo baby / singer ] — gracie abrams

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ rapper ] — megan jovon ruth pete

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the sluts (band) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ sugarbaby / singer ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ tennis player ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ 1800s author ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ 1950s actress ] — sabrina carpenter

⊹﹒MOVIE/SERIES DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ alice in wonderland ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ a.n.t farm (university) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ arcane ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ arcane (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ austin & ally ] — lee heeseung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ baby ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the babysitters club ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ batfam ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ bella & the bulldogs ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ best friends whenever ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ big hero six ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ business proposal ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ camp half blood ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ camp half blood (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ criminal minds ] — spencer reid

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ criminal minds² ] — emily prentiss & jennifer jareau

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ criminal minds (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ descendants / enchantress' daughter ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ descendants / mad hatter's daughter ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ descendants / queen of hearts' daughter ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the devil wears prada ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑�� ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ diamond castle ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ enhypen next door ] — lee heeseung, park jongseong, or park sunghoon (love triangle)

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ever after high ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ever after high² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ever after high³ ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ everything sucks ] — emaline addario

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fairy secret ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fashion fairytale ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the fosters ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ gilmore girls ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ good luck charlie ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the good place ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ gravity falls ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ hannah montana ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ her private life ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ hometown cha cha cha ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ how to train your dragon ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the hunger games ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ h2o ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ inside out ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ island princess ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ jessie ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ jumanji ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ k-12 ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ kc undercover ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ lab rats ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ lemonade mouth ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ little women ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ maleficent ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ mean girls ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ mermaid tale ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ my demon ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ narnia ] — susan pevensie

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ narnia (feat. idols) ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ neverland ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ one day at a time ] — elena alvarez

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ outerbanks (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ outerbanks / kook ] — pope heyward

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ outerbanks / pogue ] — rafe cameron

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ outerbanks / pogue-kook ] — sarah cameron

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ part time idol ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ pitch perfect ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ pokémon ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ pokémon² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ power rangers ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ princess & the pop star (pop star) ] — kagami tsurugi

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ princess & the pop star (princess) ] — olivia rodrigo

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ princess charm school ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ princess diaries ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the princess switch (baker) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the princess switch (princess) ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ sam & cat ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the school for good & evil ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ shake it up ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ shameless ] — fiona gallagher

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ shrek ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ sky high ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ spiderverse ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ spirited ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ spirited² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ spongebob squarepants ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ squid game ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ squid game² ] — lee myunggi

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ squid game (canada) ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ starstruck ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ start-up ] — yim siwan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the suite life series ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the summer i turned pretty ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ summer strike ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ summer strike² ] — ahn daebum

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ teen beach movie ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the thundermans ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ to all the boys i've loved before ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ tomorrowland ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ totally spies ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ twinkling watermelon ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ victorious ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wednesday ] — wednesday

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wednesday (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wicked ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wizards of waverly place ] — max russo

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ wreck it ralph ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ yellowjackets ] — charlotte "lottie" matthews

⊹﹒BOOK/FANFIC DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ chanwitch / fanfic ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ chanwitch / fanfic² ] — lee minho

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ chanwitch / fanfic³ ] — han jisung

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ chanwitch / fanfic⁴ ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ dark moon ] — park jongseong as jaan

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ dollhouse / fanfic ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the folk of the air ] — park jongseong as cardan greenbriar

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the folk of the air ] — jude duarte

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ geronimo stilton ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ heartless ] — park jongseong as jest

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ hideout / fanfic ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ i hope this doesn't find you ] — myung jaehyun as julius gong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ if you could see the sun ] — myung jaehyun as henry

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ kitten / fanfic ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the lunar chronicles ] — myung jaehyun as wolf

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the lunar chronicles² ] — myung jaehyun as thorne

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the lunar chronicles³ ] — park jongseong as jacin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the lunar chronicles⁴ ] — park jongseong as kai

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ paragon academy of aces ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ paragon academy of aces² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ renegades ] — park jongseong as winston

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ renegades² ] — myung jaehyun as adrian

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ renegades (feat. idols) ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ renegades (feat. idols)² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ say please / fanfic ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ shatter me ] — park jongseong as aaron warner

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ the tale of geoji & jinsil / fanfic ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ this time it's real ] — park jongseong as caz song

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ this time it's real² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ you don't have a shot ] — huh yunjin

⊹﹒MISCELLANEOUS DRS

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ancient royalty ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ apocalypse ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ better cr / ideal fan ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ better cr / wag ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ better cr / y/n life ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ better cr / y/n life² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ boarding school ] — yang jungwon

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ boarding school² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ children of the planets ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ christmas wonderland ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ christmas wonderland² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ college life ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ concert experience ] — malaya brown

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ cottage witch ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ cupid ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ cupid² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ double life ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ dragon rider academy (to be named) ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ eternal childhood ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ eternal summer ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ eternal summer (multi) ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / charmed ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / futuristic ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / pixie hollow ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / royalty ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / royalty² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / unnamed ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ fantasy world / vet ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ five nights at freddie's ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ futuristic academy (to be named) ] — undecided

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ ghost hunter ] — huh yunjin

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ idol school ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ idol school² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ intergalactic royalty ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ intergalactic royalty² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ jeu imaginaire ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ medieval royalty ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ minecraft / farm life ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ modern royalty ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ modern royalty² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ pirate life ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ redacted ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ small town ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ spy academy ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ street racer ] — lee heeseung & park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ supernatural school ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ teacher ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ teacher² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ underwater school (to be named) ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ waiting room / book store+cinema ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ waiting room / circle room ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ waiting room / cloud castle ] — n/a

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ waiting room / storyline ] — park jongseong

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ waiting room / storyline² ] — myung jaehyun

. ۫ ꣑ৎ ݁ 𓈒 ๑ [ women-only paradise ] — huh yunjin

[jikooklove9795]

Something I can’t get out of my head is wondering why Hate you is Jimins fave song on Jungkooks album. Why? Is it something to do with their relationship? Did they cool things off and that’s it?

help

Hi Anon!

Hate You being Jimin's favorite song from Golden doesn't have anything to do with Jikook's relationship.

Hate You was an amazing song cause of how Jungkook delivered it and the depth in lyrics. Jungkook said the songs in Golden had diverse genres and that he changed his voice tones while recording each song. And he specifically points out that in Hate You he used a sad and breathy voice thus capturing the beauty of the song. The whole album shows how insanely talented he is. He went all out experimenting various styles and voices. And he did an amazing job. This is why he's the Main Vocalist in BTS. And his dream to be a giant pop star is no stretch. He rightfully deserves it.

And Jimin was being appreciative of Jungkook's work, his voice and his deliverance of the song.

This was how Jimin reacted while listening to Jungkook singing Hate You live. Is this how a person reacts to the song which gives them pain and heartache? No, right? But Jimin's reaction is of someone who understands the beauty of the song and is in awe of Jungkook's singing skills.

He simply loves the song. Look at the big smile on his face and how he's laughing. That's a supportive boyfriend there.

That's pure joy and happiness and not the reaction of someone who listens to a song which reminds them of their "painful past".

And there was no breakup. If you have time please go through this post where I have shared my views on the topic:

These two men have shown us more than enough to know how deeply they care about each other throughout the years. So, trust them and try not to overthink and create drama where there is none.

Have a good day Anon!

Credits to the owner of the video

[hoseokhasmyheartxx]

One Last Time | PJM

*Pairing: idol!Jimin x f!Reader *Word Count: 1.6k *Genre: fluff, FWB-to-lovers? maybe?, idol AU *Warnings: MINORS DNI. implied smut, friends with benefits situation, reader has some self-esteem issues, Jimin begs, months of these two just not communicating, assumptions, i can't really think of anything else since this one is pretty tame *Summary: Jimin calls, always in the middle of the night, and you always go, without question. He's bad for you, you know this. But you can't stay away. *A/N: oh boy. hi hi!! i don't even remember the last time i've written a full (although short) fic. please bear with me as i get back into writing. i've been obsessed with Jimin's "be mine" for the last week, and when this idea struck, i just rolled with it. hope you like it!!

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Another sleepless Friday night.

You’re on autopilot. Just as you begin to drift off to sleep, your phone buzzes.

“Hey baby.”

You sigh, pulling yourself out of bed. You dress, going through the motions. You pad your way to your front door, lock it behind you, and make your way through the darkness of the sleeping city. You don’t even need to look up— you know the way by heart.

Another sleepless Friday night where you find yourself falling into bed with Park Jimin. Find yourself agreeing to one last time.

He peels your dress off slowly, methodically. He relishes in the feel of his hands on your body, savors the taste of you on his tongue. Your quiet, short gasps echo in the silence, the dim light of his bedroom casting shadows around you, the sound of his sheets wrinkling under your grip. He brings you to your peak again, and again, and again, before he takes his time getting himself there. You mold yourself into what he wants, what he needs, anticipating his every move, always two steps ahead of him.

You lie there, legs entwined with his, tangled in his comforter. He sleeps, his low snores the only sound, his arm draped over your hip. You eventually fade into your own sleep, allowing yourself to think, for just a moment, that maybe, just maybe, this time will be different.

But it isn’t.

You wake before him. You pull yourself out of his bed, out of his arms. You slip away without him noticing, he doesn’t even stir as the door clicks shut behind you.

You’re gone.

And he never protests.

—

You can’t count the number of times this same scene has replayed itself. You go days, weeks even, with no contact from Jimin. Then, in the middle of the night, he texts, asks for you, and you go, with no hesitation. 

It’s been six months. Six months since you were out with your friends, drinking at some dive bar downtown, when you first caught a glimpse of him in person. He was stunning. Still is, of course. Jimin is everything you’ll never be— rich, famous, talented. He’s the most well-known pop star in the world. Yet somehow, he wants you. Well, kind of.

He’s everything you never wanted, but you can’t stay away.

The secrecy, the fact that you can never tell anyone what you’re up to when you’re with him. You’ll never be anything but someone he texts when he’s lonely, needs a release, stress relief after a period of working so hard he feels like he’s going to collapse. When you’re together, it’s like no one else exists. Just you and him, wrapped up in each other, all night long. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear as his fingers deftly bring you to your own release. He makes you feel special, like you mean something to him. Until morning comes, when you leave, and he never argues.

It hurts. But you can’t stop yourself from falling into his arms, into his bed, one last time, time and time again.

You don’t cry. You don’t let yourself feel the hurt the way you want. Because it shouldn’t hurt. He’s never asked for anything more than you’re already giving him. Never given any indication that he wants more than that. And you have to be okay with that.

—

“Hey baby.”

The text comes through to your phone, but it’s not the middle of the night this time. It’s a Sunday afternoon. You scrunch your eyebrows, furrowing them in confusion. Before you can think any further, it buzzes again.

“We should talk.”

You inhale slowly. You don’t want to talk. You know where this goes, how this ends. Truly, you’re surprised that this, whatever this is, lasted this long. You exhale, typing up your reply.

“There’s no need. I get it, we had fun.”

You put your phone down, mentally preparing yourself for the fallout. It shouldn’t hurt, but this time, it does. Six months of falling into bed with Park Jimin. Six months of falling for him. You don’t want to call it that, but there’s no other way to put it. You fell for him over those six months of being his, even if only for a night every once in a while. He’s everything you never wanted, but somehow, now you want nothing more.

“Come over,” he texts back, void of any emotion, any hint of regret. Just like he always does.

—

You stand at his door, apprehension washing over you. You don’t know why you’re here. Goodbyes, especially ones of this kind, can just as easily be done via text. But he insists. And, like always, you go, with no hesitation.

You raise your hand to knock, but the door opens before you get a chance. He’s standing there in front of you, black joggers slung low on his hips, shirtless, tousled hair looking like he’d just woken up. And maybe he has, you don’t know. You don’t ever know what he’s up to. 

He smiles, eyes crinkling in the corners the way they always do, when he lets you in. You follow him inside, silently cursing how gorgeous he looks like this. The door closes behind you.

“Why don’t you ever stay?”

His question stuns you. You stare, unsure what to say.

“I— um, sorry?” you stutter.

He takes a few steps forward, closing some of the distance between you.

“In the mornings, I mean. You.. you always leave,” he mutters.

You’re at a loss for words. You don’t even know how to answer that question without sounding like a complete idiot.

“Did I do something to make you think you had to leave?”

You shake your head. No, he never has. He’s always made you feel welcome, made you feel like you should be there.

“I assumed that’s what you wanted,” you answer curtly. You can’t let your guard down. Can’t let yourself say what you’re really thinking.

Jimin takes a few more steps, invading your personal bubble.

“No,” he responds, shaking his head. He looks at you with tired eyes, reaches for your hand. “I always want you to stay.”

You fumble your words then. “Oh. I- I’m sorry. I just thought…”

“Thought what? That I just wanted to fuck you and nothing else?” he snarks.

His question knocks the air out of your lungs. 

“You know who I am right? You’ve heard my music?” he questions.

You nod, unsure where his question is going.

“You should know I don’t do that.”

You start to speak, but he cuts you off.

“I want so much more than that, baby.”

You gape, confused. He takes your hand, placing it on his chest, right over his heart.

“I want you to be mine.”

You stutter. That seems to be the trend for this conversation. Him talking, you responding with.. some version of talking.

“Jimin…” you start. “I— I can’t.”

He furrows his brow, brown eyes glittering as he looks down at you.

“Why not?”

You take a deep breath, ready to unload everything on him. But something stops you.

“I can’t do this,” you shake your head and turn to leave. He grips your wrist, not letting go.

“Stop.”

You pause, hesitant.

“Tell me why. Why can’t you?”

Your brain is in overdrive. How do you tell him that being with him, just being around him, is like walking too close to the sun. And you’re afraid to get burnt.

“We’ve been doing this… this thing, for months. And you’ve never said anything until now. Why, Jimin? Why now?”

You hear him take a deep breath, then feel his grip on your wrist tighten. He pulls you back to him, and the distance is closed completely. You’re face to face with Park Jimin, the man you never wanted, but now can’t be without. And that thought hurts more than you can put into words.

“You always leave the morning after. I thought that’s what you wanted. But I can’t do it anymore. I can’t hold you in my arms all night long, have everything I’ve ever wanted in my bed, and keep saying goodbye. I need you to stay,” he says, “I need you.”

You stifle a sob. “This could never work, Jimin. You know it couldn’t.”

“Why not?” he pleads.

“I don’t belong here. We both know that.”

“That’s not true.”

You shake your head, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Let me show you. Let me prove to you that you do belong here. That you belong with me,” he continues, resting his forehead against yours. He wipes the stray tears from your face with his thumbs, holding your face in his hands.

He kisses you. Everything he says, everything he still thinks but can’t put into words, resonates in the kiss. You can’t breathe. He’s bright, like the sun, so bright your eyes, your body, your entire being is on fire. But you kiss him back, fighting back your inner voice that tells you he’s too much for you. He’s too much, and not enough.

He pulls back, breathless. “Please,” he begs. “Please stay.”

Your entire world has been brighter ever since Jimin entered your life. The fleeting moments you spend together outweigh the pain you feel when you’re apart. You’ve spent the last six months leaving, wishing you could stay. So why can’t you stay now?

One last time, you find yourself falling into bed with Park Jimin. Kissing him, touching him, allowing yourself to come undone underneath him. Heavy breaths escape both of your lips, lying there together in his bed. Once again, your inner demons crawl to the surface, mocking you, telling you to get up and leave, like you always do.

But this time, you stay.

[lascvitae]

for certain. asspa.

sypnosis. jimin, an upcoming star, accidentally finds her new crush, y/n, through a competitive overwatch match. though fueled by her rage for the gameplay, jimin finds herself falling for the girl.

yu jimin. (00)

karina. leader of aespa, the south korean pop group. loves shinchan, and is a dps main on overwatch. has anger issues & comes off as intimidating more than half of the time. knows everyone pretty much.

aeri uchinaga. (00)

giselle. main rapper of aespa. the backbone of the group. infamous with a particular group of snu students and has a bit of history with keeho.

kim minjeong (01)

winter. the lead vocalist of aespa. jimin’s ride or die. practices fencing and is obsessed with arcane. typically lurks in the gc and always knows more than she lets on.

ning yizhuo (02)

ningning. the main vocalist & maknae of aespa. extremely praised for her vocal performance, and is the reality check for all members. not afraid to clock tea.

main. | next.

[lullabyalikpoptarot]

Kang Taehyun Perspective Reading

Disclaimer: This is alleged, no facts, just a card reader. If you have a set image of him and want things fluff, please do not read further, if you like to go deeper into the dark proceed, this was a hard one, up there with Soobin's energy, maybe even more intense for me energy wise. Although, Jimin's was intense too, his energy wasn't. This does start off intense, but as I go through it the first part starts to make sense, so it isn't all dark.

I decided to go ahead and do his reading, since an anon got me interested in seeing what his energy is like. The song that popped up came to me rather quickly. It was You Oughta Know by Alanis Morisette. No lyric stood out for me, but it gave me an inclination that he can be spiteful and vengeful if you cross him or scorn him. I can legit see him doing a song like this if he had the creative freedom to do so. I don't really get an overall bad energy from him. I feel his shadow side tends to come out if you hurt him or in romantic relationships. I do feel he can be secretive and a bit of a trickster. That is the moon in Scorpio in him, but I will now go to the cards to further clarify.

So, taking out my Dark Mirror and ugh, this one may be difficult. He keeps giving me similar energy to Jake where there is some need to overtake women and overpower them. I swear women are his vice. So, I had an inkling that the Revenge card would pop up with the song recommendation I got. It is in reversed though. This kind of gives me this vengeful energy lays dormant most of the time and will not come to light unless scorned. With the Queen of My World card, I see that as a powerful woman, or he could see women as the center of his world, his main goal and focus. Now with the Colorless Angel. I can see that as him, it is like a woman gives him life. It seems he can even take their energy or uses their energy for his benefit. So, the Queen Of My World card has the number 6, which means victory, the Colorless Angel has 10, completing a cycle. It is like to win over a woman is to complete a cycle for him. I can say he may want to dominate a woman in her power. It may be more of a challenge and thrill for him, rather than a submissive woman. Now with the Naked Before the Stars reversed, it is like he doesn't want to show this vulnerable side or weakness he may have. That he actually thrives and needs a woman, referring to a romantic partner. I don't assume sexuality, but this is giving me a strong indication he is more into women. It is like he needs this feminine energy. I wanted another card and got artificial heart, this gives me someone who is a bit cold on his own. It is like he needs a woman to feel. This is kind of creepy and my body feels weird. I will move on from this deck.

Now on to my Astrology deck that I am pulled to, so the Sun and Leo energy popped up, both these cards represent someone who favors appearances, that likes to appear a certain way. They both tend to like the attention and spotlight. A big ego can be a thing. I am getting a grandiose sense of self here. I am getting he may lack self-awareness here. There is this desire to nurture and protect the people around him, but there is also this need to pull in this nurturing, comforting energy into his life. I feel the sense that he may feel he needs to protect the woman he is with, because he may feel they can't care for themselves. His energy is heavy. I have to take so many deep breaths in this reading. I feel like his energy is pulling me down, so his energy seems dense. As I mentioned, he seems to take energy from the feminine and I definitely feel my energy going here, so yeah. This may be one of my hardest, if not hardest reading by far. Wtf is this energy dude, ugh, I do not like this energy at all. Going to need to take breaks with this one.

There is an examination he should do of himself. It is either he likes to pull the strings of others, or he doesn't necessarily have full control of himself. So, there are two cards here that have the Moon in it, which is significant. There is a lack of reflection on his part, a struggle to tap into his intuition. I feel he is lowkey blocked spiritually, because his energy seems very pulled down and Earth based. There are karmic ties and cycles he has not yet been released from that kind of keeps him tied here, pretty sure he is playing out a past life cycle here. Also, there are things in this lifetime he needs to release, basically karmic ties. Hs energy seems pulled down, so he needs to work on elevating it. This makes it easy for him to get caught up in cycles. And he has not released himself from that, yup going woo woo here. Home, comfort and stability seems to be important to him. There is a card in this deck with the phrase become more objective, the person on the card is on a cross like Jesus, this gives me there is a sense of self-importance he may have. Kind of an altered view of himself and reality. Okay, the energy feels a bit better in this section here thankfully.

So, for this section I wanted to do some healing cards because boy needs it, so interestingly I got a card about healing his gut, and I just remember in the beginning of this reading, my stomach felt tense, so there is a lot of energy stored there, like maybe stagnant energy, which may lead to stomach problems for him. That correlates with the sacral chakra, which has to do with intimacy, vulnerability and creativity, it seems he may block that, which leaves that energy stuck there, which may create tension there. There is a need for him to work on nurturing himself, rather than looking for a woman to do this, once again like Jake, he may not have had a nurturing, loving Mother, which is why he clings to women to fill those needs. This is a repeated pattern here, that I am seeing with these two. He needs to work on scheduling time for himself. To focus on his needs and how he can work through them, rather than looking to a woman to fulfill those needs. Now, the first part is making sense to me. Okay, glad I was pulled to this deck, because this helped humanize him for me a bit, because that energy in the beginning turned me off.

Now, to my archetype deck and see what we get, so he got The Castle in shadow, meaning he can overindulge and be a bit too superficial, once again appearance is important to him. I see him wanting to achieve a lot, I am getting a grandiose lifestyle. With this Apocolypsis, it seems he may face difficulties and challenges in his life, or things are supposed to be a challenge for him. It is like he is here to face some hard realities, or he understands the hard realities of life as well. Now, the Shaman makes sense, he does practice being a magician, but also, he is very skilled with his hands but can manipulate his environment. He may do this knowingly, or not. I just get he manipulates the environment to suit his needs, also the narrative.

Now, let's finish this off with Tarot. Okay, this is an interesting combo, this doesn't say much to me. He may have some sort of idea or plan to confront his challenges. It is like he has an idea but may not fully go through with it. There is a confidence he has, or he likes to appear he is confident, but there are opportunities he ends up missing. But it is like he doesn't take what is offered to him, nothing really satisfies him. He may like more of a challenge. Also, once again getting emotionally numb and empty. It is like hard for him to feel. It is like he is disconnected spiritually and emotionally. It is like his guides may want to communicate to him, but he is kind of blocked from it.

Okay, glad I did this. This was highly interesting, and it is wild I never tapped into this energy before after all this time reading for him. It is like that anon awakened me to this energy, so thanks for the eye opener. I say he's got a lot of work to do on this Earth to raise his level of awareness. He seems blocked at the moment.

[marblemoonstones]

🩵 catharsis ~ chapter nine

main masterlist

series masterlist 

pairing: bts ot7 x reader

genre: collegestudentreader!au 

warnings: ❗️any characters in the story have nothing to do with their real life counterparts❗️f reader, reader with glasses, curse words, too many italicized words *lmk if i missed any*

word count: ~4.4k

a/n: i really love this chapter sm so i hope you do too :) also sorry for the time skip, i am planning out the rest of the series and need to reach a certain point!  ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A couple weeks pass since that night, and I find myself happier than normal. I gave up on moving to the dorms because the boys immediately shot that idea down when I brought it up to them. 

Sure, the rumors are still happening, but I am doing my best to ignore them and they’ve died down a bit for now. Although, whenever the boys see Haneul they are icier than normal.

It’s the delicious time of the year where autumn is in full swing. Hot chocolate is coming into season and so is cider. I bust out the sweaters and jeans as well as my thick fluffy socks. 

The second week in October is also arts week at uni. The university brings in alumni and also has all students who are involved in art in some way participate. While all the boys (minus Jungkook) don’t attend uni anymore, they’re all alumni and annually participate (minus Namjoon). He tells me that he still enjoys arts week thoroughly though.

I also take part during this beautifully hectic week. I’m in choir and also am doing a dance showcase. Jimin reveals his contemporary dance idea for us two (I omit that I already knew about it) so we’re practicing hard for that. 

The boys made me a schedule. Well, “the boys” really means that Yoongi added all our events to one big shared calendar that is really all of our schedules. I color coded my events so I can keep them all straight.

Monday: art gallery with joon 

Tuesday: visit tae gallery 

Wednesday: watch jk film starring jin @6pm

Thursday: visit yoongi showcase/gallery

Friday: concert @7, arrive @6pm!!

Saturday: final rehearsal @10am. dance showcase @6pm, arrive @4!!

It’s currently Sunday evening and the boys and I are watching a movie (Mulan) before the chaos of the week starts. This past week has been hell as well, but we made a promise to each other to be available Sunday evening for a rest. 

I look around and see that Hobi and Taehyung have already conked out. Jimin is carding his fingers through Tae’s hair and sends me a soft smile when I glance at him. 

The mood is so cozy and I find myself dozing on Jin’s shoulder. Once in a while he’ll ghost a soft kiss on the top of my head. I’m too tired to wonder why. The last thing I remember is an avalanche before I’m out.

~

I am a queencard, you wanna be the queencard? Imma a queencard, imma queencard…

The voices of G-idle wake me up and I groan, regretting my alarm choices. I thought I was so smart to use a powerful pop song to wake up to, hoping that it would motivate me for the killer week ahead. Instead, I want to chuck my phone into outer space.

“Alright alright. I get it. I’m a queencard,” I mumble under my breath. Stretching, I turn off the alarm and relish in the silence. 

…

“Y/n! Y/N! Y/N!” 

My door bursts open. Well. That lasted about two seconds. It’s Taehyung and Jungkook. What a surprise.

“What?” I ask, annoyed that they’re barging in at the early time of 8:23am (which, hypothetically isn’t that early but I need an excuse to complain about). 

“You ready for this week? It’s gonna be killer Y/n!” Jungkook cheers, bouncing on my bed like a child would on Christmas morning.

I shove him off as Tae cackles.

“Fuck off. It’s too early for this. Why are you in here?” I ask, trying to herd them out, but failing because they have the core strength of gods. 

“Because breakfast is gonna be ready soon! And Jin-hyung wanted to give you time to get ready and stuff beforehand!” Tae almost shouts. 

I cringe, my eardrums practically exploding. 

“Okay, thanks. Now get out.” I point to the door and can sense their hesitation so I use their moment of weakness to shove them again.

“Get. Out!” 

They leave and I sigh as I lean against the door. How much caffeine have they had? I wonder as I go to shower.

~

I wrap my towel around me and shove on my glasses. The steam in the bathroom just fogs them up so I open the door. 

“AAH!” I scream, shutting it instantly. 

Yoongi’s standing in the middle of my room, looking bored amongst the pink and green hues.

“What do you want?!” I shout, placing one hand on my beating heart in the bathroom.

“Sorry, Y/n. I didn’t mean to startle you,” he starts, “It’s just that I was sent to give you this dress from Namjoon.” 

What? A dress? Couldn’t he have given me that without giving me a heart attack?

“Okay,” I grind out, already annoyed at the energetic wake up call from the maknaes, “Why can’t he give it to me himself?” 

“Because he was too afraid that he’d rip or stain it or something,” is the response.

That makes sense, but I’m still kind of pissed off at Yoongi just coming in my room.

“Great. Thanks for the dress, Yoongi, now can you get out? I need to get dressed in this apparently special outfit and you’re kinda barring me from that.” I say, sarcasm dripping from my tone. 

“Yeah, sorry about that. And sorry about the maknaes coming in to wake you up too. I’ll go,” says the ever respectful Yoongi. 

“Thank you,” I say gratefully through the bathroom door.

I hear my bedroom door shut and crack the bathroom door open. Peering out, there’s no one in my room and I open the door all the way. There’s a package on the bed which I can only assume is the dress Yoongi was talking about.

I put on my undergarments and carefully open the dress. I pull it out and it’s one of the most gorgeous things I’ve ever seen. 

The smooth fabric is a stunning shade of brown and has shimmers of gold sewn into it. The long sleeves add elegance and the tiered skirt makes it seem as if it’s a ball gown and not a normal day dress. I try it on and it magically fits perfectly. It reaches my ankles, but with shoes on I won’t step on it. I feel truly pretty, and wonder how the boys always know what looks best on me. 

I forego hair and makeup for after breakfast and make my way downstairs feeling way too overdressed, especially for a Monday.

I descend the stairs, holding up the dress like I’m Snow White or something. 

Just  my luck: they’re all gathered at the kitchen table.

Namjoon is the first to see me, eyes becoming bigger than saucers and I swear his mouth drops a little. 

The other boys soon follow suit. Jin chokes on his food and Hobi almost drops his mug. Yoongi is frozen like a statue and the maknaes full on “Woah.” 

“Um, good morning?” I say, stifling my laugh at their shell shocked expressions.

“You look so fucking good,” Jungkook blurts out.

Jin, having taken a sip of water, promptly spits it out.

I crack at that. This shatters the silence and soon everyone is laughing with me.

“H-hyung-” Jimin is in stitches and almost falls out of his chair. “-you spit water right on Yoongi-hyung!” 

I look, and sure enough, Yoongi’s sitting there like a wet cat. There’s not too much water, but it makes the situation much funnier. We all die, and Jimin actually does fall out of his chair.

“Oh boy, what a way to start the morning,” Hobi says, wiping his tears.

“Yeah. I guess the dress is pretty good,” I say, then thank Jungkook for his compliment. “Thanks Kook, by the way. I appreciate it.”

He just grins his bunny smile. 

“Jungkook is absolutely right, Y/n. You look stunning, sweetpea,” Namjoon says, casually throwing in that damn nickname again. 

I smooth out the skirt, avoiding his eyes. “Thanks, Joon. It means a lot.”

“Namjoon has such good taste!” Exclaims Hobi, then he pouts. “I wish I was taking you to a fancy schmany art gallery.” 

“It’s okay, Hobi,” I almost laugh at his exaggerated pouty face. “We have plenty of time to do things together after arts week!” 

“Why don’t you sit down Y/n, have some breakfast before you leave,” Jin says, gesturing to the table. 

“Wait, we don’t want you to spill anything on your dress,” says Taehyung. He quickly gets an apron and ties it around my waist. 

“Isn’t this Jin’s apron?” I ask, looking at the familiar lilac hue with the stain in the corner. 

“Yes, but of course you can wear it honey,” says Jin. I’m going to have to start counting how many times they use nicknames.

“Okay, thanks.” I dig into the delicious spread. We chat about our plans for today. Hobi and Jimin have their individual dance rehearsals, Jungkook has to go to the first day of the film festival, Yoongi has to attend his music gallery, and Taehyung is putting the finishing touches on his designs. Jin doesn’t have much to do today, but I know he’ll accompany someone to their respective event today.

After finishing a semi-peaceful breakfast, it’s time for all of us to face the realities of the day. 

Everyone scatters and I turn to Namjoon, asking him what time we need to be at the exhibit.

“It starts at eleven, so we have about an hour until we need to leave,” he replies. 

I nod and then decide to go help wash the dishes since there’s nothing better for me to do. 

“Nuh uh. You’re not washing the dishes in that dress. Go sit,” Jin commands. 

“But Jin,” I whine, “I’m booored. We don’t leave for another hour! And I can’t help anyone else. What am I supposed to do until then?” 

He chuckles at my misery.

“I know, honey, but maybe just read or something. Enjoy this bored feeling while it lasts.” He shoos me out of the kitchen so I decide to go upstairs because I realize that I forgot to do my hair and makeup.

I’m walking up the stairs as Jungkook comes rushing down. We collide with a small “Oof!” I feel…damp, so I look down and see that my dress is wet. 

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry, Y/n,” Jungkook says, panic written on his face, “Your dress! I’m such an idiot. Oh my god. I can’t believe I did that.” 

He seems to have spilled his coffee on my dress.

“It’s okay!” I try to reassure Jungkook, but Jin is already at the scene. 

“Kook! Watch where you’re going!” He scolds, but doesn’t berate the poor boy much longer because Jungkook looks about close to tears. 

All over a dress, I think. 

“I’m so sorry Y/n! I’ll pay for dry cleaning, whatever it needs!” 

Jin grabs some napkins to dab at the growing stain but it’s no use. I know that I won’t be wearing this today.

“It’s fine, Kook.” I try to give him a reassuring smile, but he doesn’t seem to buy it. 

“No, it’s not Y/n! Why aren’t you upset?” He asks me desperately.

I’m confused. 

“Is that…how you want me to react?” I ask him, befuddled at his reaction.

“No, it’s just that the average person would be mad at Kook,” Jin explains, finishing dabbing at the excess of coffee, “But it looks like you’re not an average person.” 

I grab Jungkook’s hands and look him in the eye. “Jungkook, I promise, I don’t care. I will find something else to wear. Now go.” I give him a look and he grudgingly goes to leave. 

“Thank you, Y/n,” Jin murmers quietly to me, “He’s been so stressed over the film festival that even a small thing upsets him more than it should.” 

“It’s all good,” I reply, “I understand.” 

We part ways and I go upstairs to tell Namjoon that I can’t wear his dress that he chose. 

“It’s okay, Y/n, I heard what happened,” he says, and I try not to ogle him in his button up and tie. 

“Okay, great. Let me go change and touch myself up,” I say, turning away so I can’t see his muscles underneath his shirt. 

“Y/n!” I run into Taehyung on the short distance from Namjoon’s room to my own.

“Yeah?” I ask, mentally running through my closet to find another dress to wear.

“I have a dress you can wear!” This snaps me out of my thoughts.

“You do?” I ask, although I shouldn’t be surprised because Taehyung is a goddamn fashion designer.

“Yes! Come to my room and I can give it to you!” Before I can say anything more he gently pulls me to his room.

I internally gag at the amount of stuff in his room, much like Jungkook’s but with more artsy elements thrown in like crystals on the desk or colored pencils strewn everywhere. 

“Tae-“

“Aha! Here it is. I knew buying it was a good choice!” Taehyung pulls out a bag on a hanger and thrusts it into my arms. 

“Go! Now! This dress will make you and Namjoonie-hyung’s date perfect!” 

I gape like a fish before sputtering “It’s not a date!” 

“Sure it isn’t. Now hurry up! I want to see the full look before you leave!” Taehyung winks then shuts the door on me. 

I’m left standing outside his door like a mom who got kicked out by their teenage son.

“You heard the boy! Go!” Shouts an enthusiastic Hobi from across the hall.

I chuckle and make my way two doors down.

I shut the door (and lock it for good measure) then gingerly unzip the bag. A gasp leaves me. There’s the dress that I found when I went shopping with Taehyung and Jungkook a while ago. The crimson color and gold flowers are still gorgeous, and I can’t wait to slip it on.

I do my hair and makeup first then put on the dress. The sweetheart neckline fits perfectly and I grab my low shimmery heels. I double check that my purse is ready and open my door.

I head downstairs and hear Yoongi whistle and Hobi shout “Looking good Y/n!” 

I scoff but feel myself smile. 

“There we go! Looking fabulous, if I do say so myself,” Taehyung says, taking a photo of me on his phone.

“Tae! Stop!” I say, covering my face. 

“But I have to remember this day!” He pouts, but lowers his phone. 

“He’s right you know,” Jin chimes in from his spot at the table. 

“Ugh Jin not you too!” I groan, lowering myself to put on my shoes.

“Let me.” Taehyung puts them on and it feels like a damn Cinderella moment. 

“Thanks, Tae.” He salutes then goes upstairs to get Namjoon.

“You really do look gorgeous, honey,” Jin says, walking over and fixing my hair before giving me quick kiss on the head.

I flush. 

“Thanks, Jin.” 

“C’mon hyung! Y/n is patiently waiting for you, so the least you can do is hurry up.” Taehyung’s voice is heard from upstairs and is followed by an annoyed Namjoon’s voice.

“I’m coming, Taehyung. You’re the one who made me change my tie!”

Boisterous laughter filters downstairs and Jin and I look at each other, bemused.

They finally come downstairs with Taehyung leading a blindfolded Namjoon.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Namjoon asks after stumbling on a step.

“Yes. We have to do a big reveal!” Taehyung insists.

After reaching the bottom of the stairs (safely) Taehyung gestures for me to come stand in front of Namjoon.

“Three, two, one!” He pulls off the blindfold with a flourish and Namjoon blinks to adjust to the light. 

I stand there awkwardly as Namjoon takes in my outfit. His eyes rove over me and I do the same to him. He always is handsome, but today he looks…hot. Taehyung must have helped him. His button up is now rolled up to his elbows, showing off his arms and his tie matches my dress. His tighter pants accentuate his godly thighs and I can see his arm muscles strain when he moves.

Fuck fuck fuck.

(a/n: namjoon is the reason i got into bts, btw)

“Wow. You look amazing, Y/n,” Namjoon breathes out. 

“So do you. How did you have a tie to match me?” I ask him, noting how the red shade is the exact color of my dress.

“Tae just so happened to have one for me to borrow,” Namjoon says, side eyeing said man. 

“Hey, leave me out of this. You two should get going on your date,” Taehyung says, arms up in fake surrender and backs out of the room, dragging Jin with him.

“It’s not a date!” I hiss at him as he leaves me with yet another wink. 

“I guess that’s our clue to leave?” Namjoon asks, pulling on his shoes, “Seriously, though, Y/n, you look stunning.”

“Aw, thanks Joon,” I say sincerely as we hop into his car. 

(a/n: in this au he can drive, please don’t kill me!!)

We arrive at the venue - a nice building on campus that’s already bustling with people. 

Stepping out, I feel overdressed as most people have on nicer casual clothing like a sundress. 

Namjoon must notice my distress because he says, “You look stunning, Y/n. These poorly dressed people won’t know what hit them.”

I laugh at that and we make our way in. 

They have a small finger food and drinks table to the side so we head over to get some things to munch on. 

“These mini sandwiches are heaven.” I almost moan, sad that there aren’t any left since we took the last ones.

“Here, have mine.” Namjoon offers me his plate and I shake my head. I can’t take his food. 

“No, really. I don’t think I’ll like them and I’d rather have cookies.” He insists so I take them but give him my cookies on my plate. 

“It’s a fair trade,” I say. 

We grab some punch and meander our way through the exhibit. There’s a great variety of paintings ranging from watercolor flowers to abstract Pollock-style art. The artists are all standing by their respective paintings and many are chatting with people. 

Some students also chose to want to sell their art. I can tell who they are because of the star sticker on their description. Their prices are expensive, so I stick to admiring it from afar. 

Namjoon and I are mostly quiet, looking at the different paintings and reading the descriptions. Occasionally we’ll chat with the artist before making our way to the next painting.

“Oh my gosh! I feel like Jin would really like this one,” I say, looking at the painting. It’s a gorgeous garden, and the smooth strokes still manage to have a slight texture to them. 

“Yeah you’re right…I think I’ll buy it for him,” Namjoon says, and I feel a sense of pride at being able to help.

Namjoon talks to the seller and organizes a price. After writing a check, he comes back to admire it with you. 

“Did I ever tell you how we came to all date each other?” Namjoon randomly says.

I turn to him.

“No, but you don’t have to tell me,” I say, wondering where this came from.

“It’s alright. I want to.” 

I look at him as he begins.

“I first met Jimin when I was a sophomore and he was a freshman here. Did you know Jimin’s first major was education?” Namjoon shakes his head, a fond smile on his face. “Yeah. He loved kids, but realized that he loved dance more. We grew close during that year though, and began dating that summer.” 

I’ve always suspected that Namjoon and Jimin have a special bond, and I can totally see Jimin being an amazing teacher. 

(a/n: sorry for another note but teacher!jimin is inspired by sgmb!jimin. i don’t make the rules 🤷🏻‍♀️)

“The next year Jimin began his dance major program and met Hobi-hyung. They bonded over their love of dance and somewhere along the way we became a trio. Jimin was the one who expressed interest in Hobi-hyung first, but I soon followed. We decided to give it a try, and it ended up working out.” 

I take a sip of punch as Namjoon continues.

“Hobi-hyung became interested in Jin-hyung next, and with Jin-hyung came Yoongi-hyung. I don’t remember the exact day, but we all were drunk one night and confused each others’ feelings. You know the saying: drunk words come to mean sober thoughts. We all realized that we liked each other as more than just friends.” 

We continue to stroll slowly down the exhibit.

“There were five of us now in our relationship. It was hard to manage at the beginning, but we fell into a comfortable groove.” 

Namjoon pauses, glancing at me and taking a drink. 

“So only Tae and Jungkook were left, right?” I ask, making sure I got the facts straight.

“Yep. They’re our babies, but it was actually Jimin who found them as well. I guess we should be thanking him for bringing a lot of us together.” Namjoon laughs at that.

“Anyways, Jimin was friends with Taehyung because of a class together and then they got paired up in a project. Jimin fell for Tae and then also Jungkook. The five of us were skeptical about adding more people to our already big relationship, but Jimin was adamant. We trusted him enough to give it a shot, and the rest is history.”

Namjoon finishes and looks at me, smiling as he thinks about his boyfriends.

“That’s such a cute story!” I say, thinking about how they all found each other.

“Thank you, Y/n. You know, at this point, I even think the boys wouldn’t mind if we brought another person into our relationship,” says Namjoon.

I furrow my brows. 

“Really? That would be a lot of people.” I wonder how one could manage that big of a relationship.

“Yeah but if they all like each other then it works, right?” Asks Namjoon.

“I guess so. I don’t really know but I don’t have much experience with a big relationship,” I say, darting my eyes to another painting, “Look at that one! It’s gorgeous, let’s go take a look.” 

I steer Namjoon over and also steer the conversation away from relationships. Why do I feel hot all over?

~

Near the end of the exhibit I see a familiar face.

“Seungmin!” I walk quickly over, Namjoon following me.

“Oh, hey Y/n!” He says, grinning as I come over to where he and a couple others are standing. 

Namjoon quietly clears his throat.

“Oh! Seungmin, this is Namjoon. Namjoon, this is Seungmin. He’s in my Foundations of Education class,” I explain. 

They nod at each other and I swear I see Namjoon’s jaw tick. But it’s just my imagination, right?

Seungmin smiles.

“So, Y/n, if you’re interested in art come take a look at my boyfriend Hyunjin-hyung’s!” 

I look at the painting in front of me and am in awe. It’s gorgeous, the strokes precise yet delicate and it’s walking a nice line between abstract and realistic. 

“Wow. He’s really talented,” I say, Namjoon humming in agreement. 

“Thank you. I appreciate it,” says a voice behind me. 

I turn and there’s who I assume to be Hyunjin. 

“Of course! I love this style,” I compliment. 

“Hyunjin-hyung is going to be famous someday,” Seungmin boasts, giving the latter a quick peck on the cheek.

“Oh, stop, Seungminnie,” Hyunjin says, but still accepts the kiss.

“No, no, it’s true,” another familiar voice chimes in. Sure enough, there’s Bangchan. 

“Hey Channie-hyung. This is Y/n and Namjoon, her boyfriend!” Seungmin pipes up.

I widen my eyes and go to tell them the truth but Namjoon just sticks his hand out and says, “Pleased to meet you.” 

Well. I guess we’re a couple now.

The five of us talk for a couple minutes and then Namjoon surprises me.

“Hey, Hyunjin, I’m interested in buying this piece of art. What’s your price?” He asks. 

They negotiate and eventually settle on one. Namjoon writes another check and I bid goodbye to Seungmin and his boyfriends.

“Bye Seungmin! See you in class later.” I wave as we walk away. He waves back then turns to his boyfriends.

“He’s seems nice,” Namjoon says, although there’s an underlying tone of something I can’t quite place. Boredom? Anger? Jealousy? 

No. That can’t be right.

“He is. I’m glad he has his boyfriends,” I say, snatching a cheese cube and promptly shoving it in my mouth. Ugh. So good.

“Me too. C’mon, Y/n, I know you’re craving food.” 

Namjoon laughs at my face and I glare at him, but he’s right. Those mini sandwiches can only fill a person up to a certain point.

“Alright fine.” 

I give in and we go to Sonic. Call me crazy but I really wanted a grilled cheese from there.

“What do you want Y/n?” Namjoon asks after he ordered himself.

“A grilled cheese with a large fries and a medium-“

“-cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper,” Namjoon finishes, popping his dimple out at me, “You got it!”

I wonder how he knows my order but guess it’s because I go here so often.

“Hey, let me pay!” I protest, trying to hand Namjoon my credit card.

“No, it’s okay! I took you out to the art exhibit so I need to pay for the whole thing.” He’s already sliding in his card so I sigh. 

“Fine, fine. One of these day you guys have to let me do something to pay you back,” I grumble. 

“Just you is a payment enough.” Namjoon smiles and I roll my eyes. Sure, they always say that but I still want to find someway to pay back their kindness. 

Our food arrives soon after and we munch in the car.

“Ohhhh I love Sonic so much,” I say, stuffed after Namjoon let me have some of his chili cheese fries. 

He laughs while he pulls out. I smack his arm (damn his bicep is huge).

“Okay, okay! Sorry.” 

We laugh together and I close my eyes on the drive back. 

Contentment fills my body and I fall asleep listening to Namjoon softly humming.

a/n: namtiddies for life, am i right? i wanted namjoon to have more time with the mc so i basically dedicated this entire chapter to him haha. hope you enjoyed reading 🫶🏼🫶🏼

[akookminsupporter]

https://www.tumblr.com/akookminsupporter/755595231560368128/i-want-to-preface-this-by-saying-that-im-not?source=share

So... I got curious and went searching. This is promo I could find BEFORE release and merch/extras

BV4

Preview clip 1

Preview clip 2

Merch

ITS1

Teaser 1

Teaser 2

Teaser 3

Merch

Pop-up store

ITS2

Poster 1

Teaser 1

Poster 2

Teaser 2

Preview photos 1

Preview photos 2

Teaser 3

Merch

Pop-up store

ITS: Friendcation

Poster

Teaser 1

Teaser 2

Teaser 3

Preview photos

J-hope on the Street:

Main poster

Preview photos 1

Preview photos 2

Collage poster

Countdown videos x3

Interview

Beyond The Star

Teaser poster

Date announcement

Teaser trailer

Main poster

Special poster

Teaser trailer

Main trailer

Art clip

Motion poster

Character trailer

Special trailer

Are you sure?!

Mystery announcement teaser

Announcement poster (summer ver)

Launch trailer

Teaser poster

Teaser trailer

Main poster

Main trailer

Merch

Photobook

These are just shows since I think for format would fit Are You Sure?! the best. None of these had a schedule. The only release schedule I've found for time type of visual media was for Jimin's Production Diary, which had more smaller elements in it's promo compared to the others.

Other than this albums and some singles have had merch. And the Type1 photobook has a long line of merch sold at the offline exhibition.

Anon, how diligent! thank you! So the only relevant difference between this show and the others is the photobook. The rest varies a bit but it's pretty much the same. Mmm I think the comparison with Tae's photobook doesn't apply because they are two different formats/projects, that would be comparable to the photobook the guys did two years ago or so, I think.

[somberjoon]

SYZYGY [1]

✩ pairing: alpha namjoon x chubby fem!omega reader

✩ genre: wonderous , soulmates , strangers to "friends" to lovers , fluff , romance🔞 , life lessons , slice-of-life , brief angsty situations , happy ending

✩ word count: 6.4k

✩ chapter warnings: cussing , cover art does not depict fmc features, drinking / mention of bar hopping , Namjoon is drunk upon meeting FMC but there is nothing that happens! , lots of inside feelies and thought processes

✩ summary: Namjoon would say that he truly lives the normal life. As an alpha, he works the job he wants, he goes out when he has time, and he has never received a single late-fee on payments. He's living the mundane life- until an unknown omega literally drops into his life. Where did she come from? Why him?

✩ cover: me

ch.1 , ch.2 ...

“It is your time, precious one.” 

“What if- what if I’m scared?” 

“You have no reason to be fearful.” 

“I was born to do this- he is just a man, an alpha that I know nothing of- what if we are not compatible like you say we will be?” 

“Do you find me inconsistent in the success of my pairings, precious one?”

“No, I am just afraid I will not live up to your expectations now that I am to be on my own.” 

“Oh, my dear, that is the reason you were matched.” 

“What?”

“Please, trust me once more and trust yourself always from now on.”

“Of course.”

“It is she that loves all thy flaws.”

“It is she that loves all thy flaws.”

Namjoon

It’s another small bar that plays shitty remixes. The only good things about these places are the owners with their intimate service and the perfectly made drinks. 

“What song is this?” Namjoon just about screams into Jimin’s ear. Another remix plays, probably by a newer pop star that he has yet to familiarize himself with. 

“I don’t know or care! It’s your turn!” Jimin points at the messy stack of cards in the middle of the small table. Namjoon gives a lazy eye roll and intently looks at the cards in his hands once again. 

“Do you have a five?” He turns to Seokjin to scream into his ear. 

“Hah! Go fish, bitch.” Namjoon begrudgingly pulled another card from the only neat stack on the table. 

“Can we pick something else?” Namjoon yells between the two, hoping to God that they heard him and will take pity on him. 

This is the one night in a whole month that he has had time to go out and forget about his job. The first shitty bar was just what he needed. Drinks were made with alcohol that was poured with a heavy hand and the music was chosen perfectly. You always have to start with the loud, dance club settings when you bar hop. Then, by the end of the night, you’re sitting at a chill bar that provides board games for its patrons and puts the correct amount of alcohol into drinks. Plus, if you have the right vibes, you can score some free samples. By now, the owners have given them a few too many and all three of them should definitely leave soon. 

“I have a better idea!” Jimin yells. Instead of the others responding, they just wait for Jimin to say what’s next on the agenda. He’s basically been running the whole night, deciding where they go next and what the feel is after each one. He’s the pro. 

“Let’s go home.” 

“Thank god.” Namjoon mumbles to himself. Immediately starting to put their cards away in a mess of backwards and upside down stacks. It was Seokjin’s turn to pay for the tab, so he’s up and heading for the main bartender in a hurry. Apparently they’ve all had enough for the night. By now it’s not just fun noiseless thinking and laughing about ‘the good old days’, it’s tired mumbling and sighing at the hit of cool air that greets them outside of the bar. 

“Ugh, Joon, you should just let us crash at your place. I really can’t imagine the price of a cab right now.” 

“I don’t care, I just wan' be horizontal as soon as possible.” Namjoon mumbles at them, already leading the way to his studio apartment. 

"You're such a fuckin' nerd." Seokjin giggles to himself, making Jimin join in."

"Because I use 'horizontal'? Ya'll can fight over the fuckin' couch cuz' you're not sleepin' withme in my big, sof' bed." 

That just eggs them on more, leaving Namjoon to lead the way as they stumble along behind him.

-

“Uh…Namjoon?”

Seokjin’s unsure voice asks behind Namjoon as he clicks his apartment door’s locks into place. His limbs seem to lag as he tries to peel his shoes and jacket off. 

“What?”

“I thought you said you didn’t go out last night.”

“Bro, I didn’t.” Namjoon adds a whiny ending in his answer. Both Seokjin and Jimin have been asking if he went out without them- the whole night he’s had to convince them he stayed in on a Friday night to work.

“Then, why is there an omega in your living room?”

“There’s not an ‘mega in my liv-” Namjoon finally pries his shoes off and turns to find a female standing just next to his couch. Her scent hits him like a bag of bricks- it’s fucking everywhere, like she scented ever piece of fabric in the house and pushed out some more just for extra measure. 

“Alpha!” Her bright eyes land on his still adjusting eyes. He’s trying his best to piece together why the fuck this is happening. He must be really fucking drunk. They must all be. There wouldn’t be a random omega in his home. He hasn’t touched another person in months thanks to the workload he has. 

“Namjoon? She’s talking to you.” Jimin pipes up, trying to cover his nose with his jacket sleeve. He can’t think the smell is bad can he? Namjoon thinks her scent is nice, really good, perfect even- but as his eyes turn to Jimin and Seokjin he can see their discomfort. 

“You’re talking to me?” Namjoon asks stupidly. He can’t, for the life of him, get ahold of a single thought. There’s no reason for her to be here talking to him. 

“Yes. I’ve been waiting for you.” She says surely. “She sent me to you.” She ends with a giddy smile. 

“Namjoon if you’ve got some weird roleplay going on please let us leave.” Seokjin says finally, pushing Namjoon into his apartment more to dispel the situation and- apparently- leave the stunned, drunk alpha alone with this unknown omega. 

“Who are you?” He asks, studying her to try and figure out if this was an omega he forgot he had a thing with before. Namjoon can’t imagine her as anyone he’s been with before- he’d surely remember a face like her’s, a scent so perfect. 

“Y/N. I’m your gift!” She says with certainty, never letting her smile leave as she waits for him to react to her. Instead, he just feels extremely light headed. With a few slowed-blinks, Namjoon collapses to the ground with a few thuds. 

-

"Please don't die. Please, please don't have drunk too much and die before I could do anything."

Namjoon wakes to a pounding in his head that seems to be speaking to him as well. A foreign voice worries around him. It isn't until a touch to his forehead that has him bolting up from a lying position to come face to face with a woman that he definitely thought he dreamt up.

"Oh, thank The Goddess! I thought you drank too much." Namjoon tries to push himself away from the woman, going as far back to his headboard as he can get. 

"I definitely drank too much, 'cuz who the fuck are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you'd remember." He watches confused as she seems to straighten the hoodie she has on- a hoodie he realizes is definitely his- and prepares herself for an introduction. 

"I'm Y/N, your personal omega match." She gives him a grinning greeting that shows her confidence and content in a situation he sure as hell isn't familiar with.

"What- what does that mean?" Namjoon tries to rub the hangover from his eyes, an ache being soothed only when a constant pressure is held to his temples. He listens to her as he continues his ministrations.

"The Goddess raises us, teaches us how to be perfect for our matches. No matter the combination, no matter the gender identity- there's always a match for someone. But, the chosen match only goes through if the one we are matched to deserves it. Our safety is her number one priority."

He takes in this headache of an explanation, trying his best to piece together why the hell he was chosen. He's trying to figure out if this is really happening to him- if this is real, despite him knowing of those that had been 'gifted' an alpha, beta, or omega. 

"I can help you with the pain, I was taught how to alleviate hangover symptoms."

"No, no it's fine, don't touch me." Her face falls at what he says upon opening his eyes. The look of devastation on her face worries him, itching to figure out why what he said had made her so unsettled.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Why?"

"I have been touching you. I brought you to the bed and made sure you didn't sleep with your jeans on. And I've been switching out the cool rags all night to check if you were still sweating. I definitely should have asked."

The scent he was so used to he forgot about it, is now mixed with a burnt equivalent. 

“It’s alright. I was- yeah I don’t remember much. So, thank you for helping me.” 

“Of course! I love helping, I could make you soup if you’d like. I- I don’t know what you like yet but if you let me know what you need right now I can figure it out.” 

Namjoon gives pause at the sheer want that’s on her face, the softness in her scent now. He’s never had another person in his home making him things and wanting to take care of him besides Seokjin and Jimin. Those two will try to help him out whenever he even voices a discomfort, but this stranger is sat kneeling on his bed, tending to him as if he means something to her. He doesn’t know how this works exactly, where she comes from and why she’s so comfortable with him without knowing anything about him. He can’t just take advantage of her either. He’ll learn. 

-

Even as Namjoon prepares a soup he would most definitely not have put the effort into making any other time he was drunk, Y/N is looking over his shoulder and watching what he does every step of the way. Just as his dog at his parents house used to do, she’s right on his heels, trying to memorize the steps. Even worse, her scent is giddy-ingly releasing as if she’s not in control of it. Luckily, he finishes it without spilling or burning himself, setting the bowls on his only place to properly eat in his apartment- a small peninsula in his kitchen that extends to fit four people. He sits to find one Y/N having already gotten him water and found acetaminophen to set next to his bowl. 

“So, you were busy while you were waiting for me, huh?” Namjoon quips more than anything. He gestures to the air around them, the scent. His dry humor doesn’t seem to hit the spot, though.

“I’m sorry about that as well. I was so excited to see a home, your home, and your space. And- I know it’s important to not interfere but it just- came out.” She cringes at herself, her eyes finally leaving him to focus on her bowl of food. Namjoon finds himself hiding his smile in his bite of food, savoring the flavor that he hasn’t had in a while. His amusement doesn’t last long with his overthinking. The first bite of her soup is at her lips before he asks. 

“Did it smell bad? Is my scent not- ya’ know? Not good?” 

“No! Not at all. Your scent is- well- really good to put it simply. At first I was just so excited my own scent was pushing out, but then- I smelled you. It was addicting, and I found I was just curious about what our scents are like together. I’m sorry I disturbed your space.”

“It’s okay-”

“You don’t have to lie to me to make me feel better.” She states. 

“I’m not. You’ll come to learn I’m very verbal about my wants and disinterests- so I’m telling the truth when I say that your scent is ‘really good’ as well.” Namjoon makes a point to jab at her earlier description, finally bringing another smile to her face. 

“Okay, I’ll remember that. And I’m glad you like it.” She shyly admits. 

“Now that we know that, though, let’s just try not to push it out as much until we get to know each other better- just so we don’t act on instincts too haphazardly.” Namjoon politely suggests. He’d never put someone’s scent over consent and their verbal wants and needs- but if they are truly matched by The Goddess, then he knows that an interest will develop and then scents cloud instincts and will make them both do things they may regret. 

Looking at Y/N now, he can imagine it. He can imagine her being the omega he’d do anything for. Right now, his imagination is only based on what The Goddess has given him, though. That’s the problem. He needs to know her inside and out, not just her sweet, warm scent. The softness of her hair- long, warm brown curls that cascade down to her hips- needs to be a feeling that he could recall into his fingers at any moment. He would need to be able to lick his lips and taste her on them. She’d need to be ingrained into him, just as much as he makes sure he’s the same for her. They are the only two that will know each other as intimately as he wishes. Until then, he will care for her as he’s supposed to, and they will get to know each other- as friends. 

“Okay, I can do that.”

“And I’m guessing you had no clothes?” 

“I didn’t know they’d drop me here naked, I just grabbed the first things I found comfortable.” Again, she seems to be more embarrassed of herself in that realization, but she pushes on. “I can get a job. The Goddess taught me how to have good communication and hard work.” 

He didn’t think of that. Should she work? Does she want to work?

“For now, let’s just see how things workout, and if you wish to work, I’ll help you with the process. If you enjoy being here without one, or find out you hate it, then no big deal- I earn enough. Let’s get you some clothes today, though, some things that are better suited for your skin, yeah?” Her eyes light up immediately, her eyes never leaving Namjoon in the dark about how she feels. He likes that already. 

“I can go outside today?” 

“Y/N, you can go outside whenever you want-” He catches her ready to interrupt but he can already guess what she’ll ask. “We’ll talk about scenting another time. But, I am not going to tell you what you can and can’t do. I’m assuming you want to stay here-” A few satisfied nods from her is the answer. “Then we’ll have some basic rules. We tell each other where we’re going, or if we want to go out and do something- just so we know and just so we’re both as safe as possible. We don’t invade each other’s privacy ever- when doors are shut we always knock and when we’re curious about something we ask. We tell each other how we feel if we are having issues or when one wishes to communicate a change in the rules. We are two separate people who have our own needs, and we both need to respect that. I think those are most important, but- do you want to add or change anything?” 

“I appreciate how thorough you are, but where do I sleep?” 

-

"How about this? It's soft and similar to the one you're wearing." 

"Hmmm, I don't know if this is what I want to wear daily, though." 

"How about we just get some basics you immediately like and then we'll get more later on when you figure out what you like in broader areas."

The main issue with shopping for a once-celestial-being is that clothing was never a unique-based choice for them. Everything was uniform and based only on what that person chose to cover. 

"I like simple things, but I just want some more color." 

Namjoon scans the racks of the clothing, but only the sections with more colors. Even then, all of the clothing in the women's section is different. Cuts and flares are different or nonexistent. He finally just looks up to ask a question, but finds Y/N with two arms full of choices. 

"There's just so much and I've never tried them before…can I just try stuff on?" 

-

Namjoon waits an odd amount of time to see the first outfit that Y/N shows him. It's not a crowded store, nor are the stores around them busy. But, when she walks out with a tight forest green crop top that obviously shows she has no bra on he immediately feels like every eye is on them. He's not one that cares about it, he's definitely a 'free the nipple' kinda' guy. But the very brief sight has him standing up immediately from the waiting chairs and blocking her from the small entrance that people could see through. 

"This one is so soft and I love this color. The skirt is a little weird, though. Does it look okay?" 

Namjoon pulls his glued gaze from her face to travel down her body. A body that he is now seeing in a new light. The clothes fit as if they were made for her- even a small pudge of her stomach sticks out between the top and the skirt to pull his gaze in. The skirt isn't weird, it's a creme colored, long cargo skirt that is probably a new style he's a little unaware of. If anything, it's perfect and is as lovely as she sounds. It matches her, unlike his hoodies and matching sweats- though he has to stop himself from wishing she’d just wear his clothing all the time. He gets to her feet, his oversized socks and the smaller pair of slippers that Jimin usually wears in his apartment are on her feet. It's so cute and so soft that he has to completely ignore it to give her an honest sounding answer.

"It looks really good." He says it with a heady voice, already obsessed with how everything looks on her. "Is it comfortable?" He changes the topic to not have to say more than he needs to.

"Yes! I tried on some jeans but the baggier stuff and skirts are more comfortable right now. I can try those later on. I like the sweats and softer stuff, this one was just one I wanted your opinion on." 

"Okay, grab whatever you'd like and then we can get shoes and bedding." Namjoon turns before she answers, hoping he isn't stinking up the damn shop.

Now that they’ve left the clothing shop, Namjoon feels like he can breathe. Despite Y/N having already chosen what she’d found comfortable, she wanted his opinion on a few more options just so she didn’t get ‘too much’. He really didn’t mind buying everything she liked, but she was insistent on living with only necessities- just as she did before she was ‘dropped’. That’s how she describes it, so he will as well. All her clothing is plain and is like her clothing before, as she described. Tight, simple bands and flowy fabrics that were different shades of and between white and black. Now, she just wants to add color and, apparently, his opinion. 

“Why do I need extra bedding? Is there an omega version of most personal items? It was always pretty equal before- everything was perfect.”

“I think that’s the point of being directly raised by The Goddess, it’s all catered to you. You don’t think that a blanket could be two different things to one person there? Like, perfectly soft and fuzzy to you but silky and cool for another.”

“Oh, I never thought about it that way. We just got necessities there and, to be honest, there wasn’t a need to share.”

“It’s just easier for those here to have their own stores or versions of preferred necessities because of your skin. Clothing and bedding is softer in certain stores, products can be found in a large variety based on needs and wants as well, and depending on your second gender there are just other needs you have- you know that though.” Namjoon really hopes that this won’t be a conversation he has to have when they barely know each other. He couldn’t imagine The Goddess making things as important as heats and ruts to be something unnecessary in Her ‘magical land above’. 

“Yes, I know. I’m already recognizing that face you make. Please don’t be shy with me- I kind of lied about sharing things back then- we shared heats and ruts with each other if we wished. It wasn’t sacred there like it is here- it was just a means for survival and The Goddess knew it was something that was our choice. Here, though, it’s far more special and we are taught that- I’m only yours, and if you'd like, you’ll be mine.” 

She says these things with such confidence and assurance. He can’t just let her be this open without him giving that energy back, but he’s more so just not ready. This time to get to know her is crucial and keeping their personal information separate if wanted is important to him. He also can’t blame her, she just told him that their bodies were shared if wanted based on survival, and they were watched over all the time and provided for without having much of a say. It’s all just another thing to learn- he’ll learn to get used to her nonchalance. 

“When it comes up we’ll talk about that then and figure it out together.” Namjoon assures her, hoping he sounds as reassuring as possible. 

“Okay. Ooh, these are nice!” Y/N points at a specific type of blanket in one section. She touches the samples of comforters that line the wall under each different type on the shelf. He likes these comforters as well, the airy, padded blankets provide warmth but don’t make you sweat in the hotter months. 

“These ones are good during the hotter seasons as well- I think they’d be good.”

“Can I get two? For nesting.” 

This part doesn’t take long at all. Namjoon suggests some things and lets her pick out whatever her heart desires as this is all stuff he’ll be less helpful in. By the end, Namjoon is carrying the two clothing bags, and two regular pillows while Y/N’s usual giddy face doesn’t struggle at all to carry the two comforters and two plushies she thought ‘looked like him’. He tried denying the panda, but the koala wasn’t an awful comparison. (He folded immediately). 

“What’s next?” She asks with excitement on her face.

“We plan dinner and then go to bed.” 

“Oh..okay!” The excitement leaves her, but only for a second. 

She never thinks long about what it is she’s taking in. She’d definitely not one to take things lightly, as she said she’d been memorizing his fucking expressions, so it’s probably just content. She’s content to be here and do whatever he suggests because that’s all she knows. 

“How about we go out to dinner? Is there anything you like?” He watches her think for another slow couple of seconds, and then she’s excited again to talk to him. 

“Whatever is your favorite. I’d like to just try something new.”

“You’re going to be sorely disappointed.” Namjoon gives her a mischievous smile that’s more fond-looking when it’s directed at her. 

-

It’s a seedy pizza spot that is honestly not actually all seedy. Namjoon was never one to judge a place or person on how they look- so, when he stumbled upon this place that seemed to be the only thing open after a late-night recording session, he gave it a shot. It’s shitty on the outside with a dirty, worn down awning that could just be black on purpose and a sign that you can barely read. The inside is far better, luckily. It’s as clean as you could probably get the place without gutting it, and the owner is the one making the pizzas. It’s not very seedy because of that and the fact that the owner won’t share his real name. He named it ‘Mario’s’ only because he likes the games and wanted people to think he knew what the fuck he was doing. So, Namjoon isn’t sure- but the pizza’s fucking amazing. 

Y/N doesn’t look like she should be walking into the establishment. She’s bright-eyed and wanting to take in the world as it is her first time seeing it, technically. He doesn’t know how exactly she lived or what she has seen, but it really seems as if she’s appreciative of even the dust lining the crevices of the flooring. 

“Hey, music man. The usual?” 

“Yeah, but double it, please.” 

“Ooh, pretty lady here.” Despite Namjoon never having a jealous moment in his life before this, he immediately tenses up at the attention he gives her.

“Hi! I’m Y/N.”

“Very sweet, well I’ve seen you in here by yourself too many times- so, I’ll charge you for one order today, ey? Nice date, nice price.” 

“Thanks, man.” Namjoon tries to get the conversation over with, looking over to Y/N to see that she doesn’t mind one bit.

“Is this a date?” She suddenly asks, bouncing off the idea that the owner obviously put into her head.

“Just dinner as friends right now. I’d let you know if it was a date, I’m really possessive.” Namjoon says it a little louder than necessary as he leads her to a booth seat that conceals her from the counter’s view. “Let me pay, I’ll be right back.” 

Namjoon misses the giddy smile that Y/N has at the new information she now holds in getting to know her alpha. They aren’t each other’s yet, but he’s all she knows right now and he’s treating her so well. It seems bound to happen that he’ll become closer to her- her's, in all senses that she finds meaningful. It’ll mean she’s doing well, and that she won’t disappoint The Goddess or Namjoon. 

The wait isn’t long, Namjoon’s favorite part besides the perfect slices of pizza. 

“One pepperoni slice and one cheese. I’m a simple man.” 

“I like simple.” Is all she tells him with a shrug before she greedily eats the cheese slice. She talks as she eats, not caring for the food in her mouth. “Wow, there was nothing like this! We didn’t need to eat, but there were cravings in our time of heat. I usually craved something sweet, and with only the necessities being our priority it was usually fruit. We learned to cook basic things as well- breads, soups, and different kinds of rice.” 

Namjoon feels comfortable talking with a half-full mouth now as well, becoming more and more comfortable with a stranger that he just acquainted himself with this morning. 

“You’re in luck, besides music, I’m a professional take-out order-er.” 

“Mmm,” it seems she takes that information and is already imagining the good food that she doesn’t know exists yet. “I didn’t know you made music- that’s your job?” 

“Yeah, I produce music but I’m mostly at home doing it. Sometimes I’ll go in to help with a recording, but that’s not often. I just get paid to make the beats or change lyrics whenever they need help with that.” 

“That’s really cool. Could I hear something sometime?” She looks so interested, so enthralled by him that he almost chokes up at the attention she’s giving him. He doesn’t feel worthy as an alpha to be someone she’s interested in. He’s never had someone look at him like he has all the answers and can provide for her without a second thought. He knows this is a learning process for them both, but he’s thinking that she’s already set on whatever it is she was made for- while he’s just a man that is still figuring out everything himself. A stable job and a home that he can provide isn’t enough. He isn’t enough yet. 

“You’ll probably hear it all the time when I’m working during the week.” 

“Yay.” She gives him that same smile, now with her lips sealed because of the food in her mouth. Grease stains her lips and he has to push down the want to wipe it from her. Her lips, now that he’s looking, are plump and the pink of them is hiding under a layer of orange grease. Despite that, they’re still kissable, memorable, probably soft and pliant in times of need-

“Here’s a napkin.” 

“Thank you!” She takes it and immediately uses it. 

He has to stop doing that.

-

It’s only once they’re home and have hauled everything up to the apartment that Namjoon realizes it was a horrible idea to share the bed. He wants to be a gentleman and he doesn’t want to just push her away. She’s here for an obvious reason, they were matched- supposedly perfect for each other- and he only feels like a dick pushing her away to sleep on his uncomfortable couch. 

He shows her how to use the washing machine, and as they wait it’s far more awkward than he means for it to be. 

“Have you tried the TV yet?” Namjoon asks as she goes through her bag of clothes to show Namjoon the contents. He mentally smacks himself, he really didn’t have to ask, he could just turn it on and put a random show on to end the night. 

“No, I didn’t want to touch anything I wasn’t familiar with.” She’s nonchalant about it, why can’t he be nonchalant about it?

“Okay, I got these to sleep in, they didn’t have that many options so I hope I can borrow a shirt to sleep in if that’s okay?” She holds up a pair of sleep shorts that has far too little fabric. It’s her choice to wear them- he’s not a fucking teenager, he’ll be fine. 

“And I know it’s most decent, so I did find these to wear…” she has to find the tag and read them. “Sports bras.” She holds up the three-pack proudly to show him. Despite her being the one to show him, he feels invasive, immediately turning away after a quick smiling nod to turn on the TV.

“And then this skirt as well as this smaller one, and a more flowy one. The fabrics are nice- I like how different they are here.” 

“Very pretty.” He says, hoping it was normal enough. 

“Thank you! And then just a few more of those shirts like the green one and a couple hoodies and sweats like yours. We’ll match! Plus these shoes and socks will go with everything I got.” She excitedly looks over her things again and again. She’s so happy with just those, so happy with the simple things and the shitty restaurant that he’d never even think about taking a woman to unless they were much more comfortable together. 

In his thinking, he doesn’t notice Y/N standing in front of him until she’s holding up that pair of sleep shorts for him. He takes them without thinking, looking up from the couch to give her a questioning look. 

“You said we could talk about scenting later. Is scenting my clothes off-limits?” She looks down at him with worry in her eyes and a peak of worry slips through to make him weak in the- everything, really. 

“No, uh, no that’s okay.” It’s a possessive thing he feels when he scents the shorts, looking up at her as he gives them a good rub against his neck and even going the extra measure to make sure his scent is thick and potent. 

“There.” He hands them back, the soft fabric going straight to her nose to take in a whiff. He wants so badly to know how much she enjoys it, if she enjoys it as much as he enjoys her’s. She takes her time, then points to the pile of clothes. 

“Can you do the rest once those are clean?”

“Yeah.” It’s a breathy response, hanging onto the hope that he’ll be able to scent her at some point. Having his scent on her things, on her body, it truly finalizes the fact that she’s here for him. She was made to bless someone- all pretty omega, inside and out, and soft features with a soft body. She was made to bless him, he realizes. Though he doesn’t know if it was meant to be him from the beginning, she was still curated in a way that led them together. He doesn’t deserve it. Not when he’s clunky and unconfident in his abilities to be her alpha. His instincts are kicking in without the confidence to even put them to use. 

“Let’s get the bed ready, however you like it we can change it, yeah?” He’s suddenly antsy in his need to make his room presentable and safe. He’s grabbing both blankets and pillows and is in the bedroom before Y/N even makes it there, still becoming more and more tired after her adventures today. 

“Are you tired?” He asks, noticing her tired eyes and the shorts still lifted to her nose. He gets a nodding answer. Perfectly, maybe by fate even, the dryer chimes its finish, indicating that now both of her new blankets are clean and warm.

While he is just about freaking out over never having made a nest before, Y/N is at his side and pulling one thing at a time from his arms. She places the blankets haphazardly in his eyes, just making a small dip for her to cuddle into. Even in her fog of scent and growing tiredness, she is able to do what she needs for her comfortable nest. He even lingers on the fact that she’s making it on the correct side, probably having already noticed where his scent lingers the most. 

“Okay, we sleep.” she almost gets into the bed before Namjoon is tugging at her (his) hoodie, pulling her back. 

“No outside clothes. You need to be comfortable and clean.” She immediately obeys, pulling her (his) sweats down as he looks up at the ceiling to admire the texture. He remembers she needs one of his shirts so he uses that as an actual excuse, plucking a random one from the hangers to hand to her. He completely turns around for that part, waiting only until he hears her settle into the bed before he turns back to her. He catches her arm sticking out, patting the large space next to her, before disappearing again. 

She’s going to be the death of him, really. A pretty omega nesting in his bed. 

He’s a rod next to her. Stiff and trying to take up as little room as possible. He has work tomorrow and a new responsibility he has to navigate- he can’t just stay up all night and be useless in both ways. 

“Namjoon.” Despite how tired she was, she whispers to him with a lucid voice. 

“Yeah?” 

“I’m just- I don’t know- tense? Could I…sleep with your hand?” 

This is more intimate than he thought it’d be. To have her in his bed, wanting his wrist to scent freely and maybe even scent herself. He’s not one to take scenting lightly. To him, it’s special, and should be sacred to the one he is to be with for the rest of his life. He was fine with the clothes, he maybe even thought about it a few times since their shopping trip- but is this too much too fast?

“Nevermind, I’m sorry, I know we didn’t talk about that yet.” She whispers again. 

“Y/N.” It’s silent for a few long seconds. 

“Yeah?” 

“I’m not sure if I want to scent right now, but could I- could we just try this once and I can let you know how I feel?” 

“Are you sure? I know I just came to you so abruptly, I don’t want my presence to change your previous boundaries. I’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with.”

He really thinks about it, about how he’s felt before with others he’s been interested in. Even with Seokjin and Jimin, he’s never thought about scenting them or even needing to push out his own scent in situations that needed his ‘dominance’ for assistance. It was never something he prioritized, or had a reason for. So, the fact that it’s now wanted and needed, it feels intimate. But, maybe wanting to give this to her is what’s right. If not, and he’s reading this wrong, he’ll let her know. His own rule was to be open and to voice their concerns. 

“It’s okay, here.” He sticks out his arm before he can overthink it more. She takes his hand as if it were a precious jewel, her skin is just as soft as he imagined. Maybe it was even better- but he can’t explain it. All he knows is that his own skin seems to call out for her, yearning for a touch he has just met. A touch that he only knew of a second ago. He grasps onto her hand, rubbing his thumb into the back of it as she directs him to her nose. The brush of her nose is like static, a shock to his system that he’s never felt before. His sensitive scent gland there is immediately releasing his scent in wafts that she only snuggles closer to. 

“It’s so good. Is this okay?” She mumbles, clearly trying to keep a clear head as well. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He sounds like he’s trying to convince himself, but really he’s just trying to keep cool. “Do you feel better?” 

“Yes, it’s safe and warm. Thank you, Namjoon.” 

With her nose and upper lip pressed to his wrist- with a mumble of his name whispered into his own skin- he lets out a ragged breath, and he himself tries his best to drift to sleep. It isn’t long before he’s actually tiring down, her sweet, warm scenting pushing out to meet him. She could probably scent the nerves. He doesn’t mind how it happens, nor how they’ll wake up at this point. Now, he can rest, knowing a sweet omega is safe in his home.

[lokisasylum]

BTS' Jimin dominated the entire Billboard chart, showing off his world-class presence as a solo singer.

According to the latest chart (dated August 3) released by Billboard, an American music media outlet, Jimin's "Who" ranked 14th on Billboard's main song chart, the "Hot 100," demonstrating its potential to achieve the highest K-pop ranking in 2024 with only streaming and sales, without any radio promotion, on a chart filled with hits from powerful pop stars.

With this, Jimin has achieved the feat of entering the charts with a total of 6 songs in just over 2 years since his solo activities, including “Like Crazy,” the first K-pop solo to reach No. 1 on the “Hot 100,” along with “Set Me Free Part 2” (No. 30), “Angel Part 1” (No. 65), “Vibe” (No. 76), and “Smeraldo Garden Marching Band” (No. 88).

‘Who’ is the third K-pop artist to simultaneously top Billboard’s ‘Global 200’ and ‘Global (Excl. US)’ charts. Along with ‘Who’, ‘Smeraldo Garden Marching Band’ (60th), ‘Be Mine’ (123rd), ‘Slow Dance’ (159th), and ‘Reverse’ (187th) also entered the ‘Global 200’ chart. On the ‘Global (Excl. US)’ chart, all of the songs on the album successfully entered the chart, including ‘Smeraldo Garden Marching Band’ (22nd), ‘Be Mine’ (74th), ‘Slow Dance’ (96th), ‘Reverse’ (112th), ‘Closer Than This’ (123rd), and ‘Interlude: Showtime’ (200th).

Not only that, "Who" also topped Billboard's "Digital Song Sales" chart, making Jimin the K-pop solo artist with the most number-one hits (six) on the same chart. Jimin also made it to the chart for the 14th time with "Be Mine" at number 21.

Jimin, who became the first and only K-pop solo artist to top Billboard's "Artist 100" chart with "Face" last year, rose to No. 2 this time, achieving a total of 12 weeks on the chart, and "Who," which ranked 25th on the "Streaming Songs" chart, recorded the highest ranking solo song by a K-pop solo artist in the past 10 years.

The new album 'Muse' ranked 2nd on the main album chart 'Billboard 200', and also ranked high in the detailed charts such as 2nd on 'Top Album Sales', 2nd on 'Top Current Album Sales', and 2nd on 'World Albums'. In particular, it ranked 48th on the 'Top Streaming Albums' chart, making it the first K-pop artist album to enter the streaming chart this year.

Also, on the Canadian Billboard, “Who” debuted at No. 32 on the “Hot 100,” making it the highest-ranking K-pop song of the year, and took No. 2 on the “Digital Song Sales” chart, while “Muse” debuted at No. 24 on the “Album Chart.” It debuted at No. 6 and No. 19 on the German and Italian “Album Charts,” respectively, breaking “Face”’s previous records of No. 7 and No. 28.

In Brazil, the song debuted at No. 31 on the Billboard Hot 100, setting a new record for a K-pop artist since the chart was reorganized in August 2023, and was the second song to enter the chart after Smeraldo Garden Marching Band at No. 84. In Argentina, the song also entered the Billboard Hot 100 at No. 71, and in the Philippines, Smeraldo Garden Marching Band entered the chart for the third week in a row at No. 74, along with Who, who reached the highest K-pop solo ranking of all time at No. 11.

In Japan, Jimin's activities did not stop either. Who rose to No. 53 after ranking No. 21 on the Hot 100, No. 20 on the Streaming Songs, and No. 6 on the Download Songs in its first week. ‘Muse’ ranked 6th on the ‘Hot Albums’ after its first week at 3rd place, and 8th on the ‘Top Albums’ after its 3rd debut, and ranked 2nd on the ‘Download Albums’ chart after its first week at 1st, and 15th on the ‘Artist 100’ chart.

[solarwynd]

I don't know if you have heard of the popstar academy docuseries on netflix but it's about the group katseye and how they debuted and stuff but anyways. their main goal is for them to find a global group that will essentially carry the company from now on like they want this group to be their next BTS but mostly focusing for success in the US. theres this girl there that was a trainee and she was very talented and had star quality but they weren't as interested in her because they felt she was not "the cool rebellious girl" US fans will love and that got me to think about jungkook and jimin. the tattoos, piercings, muscles, the pr smoking incident, him drinking on lives deleting his instagram vs jimin who only does lives at the company, doesn't even like to talk about alcohol in fans vicinity, timid, tries to keep a clean image, the goody two shoes (said lovingly)

now it makes sense to me as to why they push jk so hard especially in the US. he is much more marketable and what supposedly US fans want in male pop artists. they know that the rugged bad boy sells and jimin isn't that

Yea I did. I’ve been in eyekon business for a day or two now lol. I even started watching the show but I haven’t made it past the first episode. I’m really just privy to the Manon drama, but I have seen screenshots of Bang and his foolishness.

“Cool & rebellious” are interesting buzzwords. Two that I can’t exactly say aren’t popular because it sounds like aespa and blackpink. And kpop stans do love that. But what’s really popular right now is the newjeans aesthetic. Which is exactly what Touch was in “sound” and also why I’m confused on what they’re going for in the group’s image. It sounds like they don’t even know. The only thing for certain is that they wanted a multi ethnic group. I listened to their EP and it doesn’t seem like they’re gonna have a set sound and I don’t think that’s an issue. Their music is nice, most of the songs give real summery coming of age vibes. (I liked tonight I might, im pretty and my way) kinda wish they would’ve stuck with that throughout the album cause debut and touch seem like the odd ones out.

Back to the actual topic, Yes I think that cool and rebellious image has more of an advantage for a male popstar for obvious reasons. Jimin not fitting Hybe’s image has been discussed as a possibility as to one of the reasons he’s not getting pushed before but to actually see they confirmed what their ideal is let’s me know how shallow their vision of a true artist is. You’d think they see the results, hype and intrigue Jimin pulls just being him and see that ideal doesn’t hold that much weight as a standard but w/e ig lmao. JK didn’t even fit that stereotypical “bad boy” mold up until recently imo.

Anyway the way HYBE seems so intent on finding the next BTS and strictly speaking in business terms, I really do wonder how much longer BTS themselves are in this for cause to me, it seems like there’s a clock running and Katseye does not seem like the long term solution to me. I know it wouldn’t be smart to wait until BTS calls it quits to then try to build a new group, but they give new jeans. I believe that they’ll find success somewhere down the line, especially if HYBE starts pushing them. But might fizzle out after some time. Touch seems to be gaining some traction and they are building a fanbase. But if they want BTS level fame, it’s gonna have to be a devout one that actually moves for them and not one built of male gg stans that use them for a twitter layout and move out once they get bored. Fandom>>>GP

[fromtenthousandfeet]

That dumb poster

Okay, I have had more time to think about the Jimin exhibition poster controversy, and now I'm more pissed than ever. I see that other bloggers on this site (whose opinions I respect, btw), don't think the poster is a big deal. That was sort of my first thought, too. Sometimes Jimin's Korean fans seems to pick up on small transgressions that don't seem like a big deal to us non-Koreans. Why does the poster matter?

It matters for a few reasons.

DESIGN

Jimin has an enormous global fanbase. His name trends on X/Twitter almost daily. He's had six songs chart on the Billboard Hot 100 during this short solo phase. This poster is in no way befitting of a global star. It looks more like an announcement for a pottery show at the local senior center, but even a poster like that would likely include a few photos of pinch pots and mugs. I'm sorry, but it's just ridiculously unprofessional.

Let's talk about contrast. Contrast, especially black and white or complementary colors, attracts our eyes and pulls our attention. Choosing muted pastel pink and yellow achieves the opposite effect. It's nearly invisible to the eye, and therefore the brain. This poster is meant to be subconsciously unimpactful. I took the original poster image (I think BH actually touched it up a bit and made the pink hotter and brighter) and made it black and white just so you can see how little contrast there is.

Some of the most relevant information on the poster - who, what, and where - is absurdly small. The title of an old BTS song and a random date range is the main focus. Jimin is an afterthought.

BRANDING

I talked about this yesterday, so I won't belabor it further, but where is Jimin's branding and cohesive design strategy? The poster has nothing do with either album whatsoever. Again, this is a way to make the announcement invisible because our brains don't associate any of the design elements with Jimin's albums. This is intentional ineptitude. There is no way a company the size of HYBE doesn't know the fundamentals of branding. Look no further than Jungkook's trademarked logo. His announcement poster was full color and full of his face. They know what to do, they just won't do it.

PATTERN

A single poster for an exhibition isn't worth raising your blood pressure over, but it is indicative of a pattern of intentional neglect by HYBE/BigHit. All these small failures cumulatively add up to real damage to Jimin's career and earning potential. It's no big deal, it's just this one oversight/mishandling/mistake. Here's just a tiny fraction of the ways they diminish him on a regular basis -

No Billboard Music Award because the company didn't restock Like Crazy CD singles.

Little to no award nominations. The VMA's 2024 Song of the Summer category being the latest.

Service WHO to radio, but only to Top 40 and not Adult Contemporary or other suitable station platforms, and then do nothing to support it, leaving the burden on fans to request.

Little to no playlisting on Spotify and Apple Music. This is just an egregious fumbling of WHO. Unforgiveable!

All these little transgressions are meant to wear down the fandom over time and subtly minimize Jimin’s popularity. Today's drop to the very bottom of TTH should elicit outrage. It should be trending on Twitter, but it's not, because his fans have now been conditioned to accept the mistreatment and stay quiet. WHO isn't even on K-Pop On! anymore.

HYBE can't go out of business soon enough.

But, it's just a poster.

[starryjkoo]

https://www.tumblr.com/starryjkoo/769233955285352448/tkkrs-and-kths-really-going-to-bully-away-one-of?source=share

Taekookers are the downfall of this Fandom lol. and given how they have given feee pass and a big space to tkkrs in the fandom despite knowing how most of them are jimin antis I'd say armys deserve that humiliation. But idt they even care since they do agree with what taekookers say most of the times because otherwise tkkrs wouldn't be getting 10k likes calling jimin abuser would they?

There was a time i used to feel bad/upset/angry that everyone calls armys toxic but it's been long i have accepted that yes it indeed is a toxic Fandom. What's good of this Fandom who lets everyone shit on one member and even hide/defend the people who does so?

Saw them saying that jm solos is because of whom jm gets the most hate as if he deserves getting dea/th threats because of his solos like they're totally justifying the threats and hate he gets so by their logic armys are the reason BTS are getting shitted on with 100k likes tweets every other day it seems? Well should i say deserved then?

I’ll almost always take ARMYs side over general kpop stans because I believe most kpop stans (not the normal ones minding their business) are bitter, hypocritical losers who are always looking for an excuse to hate on and discredit other idols (especially BTS) BUT -

Yeah, I’m never going to fully get over my resentment towards ARMYs for enabling tkkrs and allowing them to grow such massive platforms and have such presence in the fandom. Sometimes I look at how toxic things are and just think, deserved. And I agree, tkkrs are the main reason for the deterioration and division. There are other factors at play, but tkkrs sit at the center imho. And because I’m petty, I’ll admit that I have enjoyed the few times ARMYS were humiliated because tkkrs and their psychotic behavior were put on the jumbotron (like the post-Paris walk tkkr incident).

Anyways, yeah the Tetris situation is particularly upsetting because he didn’t do anything wrong and yet he’s getting mass harassed (literal threats and slurs, hundreds of ppl doing this) and you can tell how genuinely upset he is. And you don’t see a single big or even medium sized ARMY account in the quotes trying to shut that down or sincerely apologize to him (also no hit tweets about how nasty and vile KTHs & tkkrs are…). Maybe things have changed since I last went online (I hope so), but I was only seeing jkkrs, PJMs and some JM-biased in the quotes and comments. And I agree, I think one of the main reasons is because half of this fandom are tkkrs who agree with him getting harassed ngl, or they already dislike him because they think he’s too JM biased and resent him for it. It’s so messed up.

I want to say that it’s easy to miss these things sometimes so I understand why more ARMYs aren’t talking about it, but nah this time I’m genuinely perplexed. I’ve seen ARMYs bring attention to much lesser issues and this is actually pretty horrifying and could have lasting consequences for the group - so why aren’t they all over this trying to clean it up? Weird as hell and inexcusable to me. If he stops reporting on BTS it would be absolutely deserved.

Mind you, he was the one who wrote the article ARMYs were hyping up a few weeks back where he mentioned BTS paving the way. I bet he also advocated for them being included that high up on that list to begin with (greatest pop stars of the 21st century iirc). They don’t like him because he’s visibly JM biased and because he doesn’t fully understand all the insane fandom rules and nuances, but Tetris has actually been a source of such positivity for the whole group and a rare ally in western media. But they’ll throw all of that away because they think he’s too biased (& bc apparently he’s a “jkkr” because his two favorite members happen to be jkk, the two literal most popular members where he's from).

And on your last point, yeah 100%! The cognitive dissonance with some ARMYs and their logic sometimes? The way that literally the same day they were in the quotes fighting for their lives against the kpop stans who were blaming the harassment BTS receives on ARMYs, ARMYs were trying to blame the harassment Jimin receives on PJMs? Like, so which one is it? Don't they see the flaws in their own logic, because they're basically giving the greenlight to hate on BTS then. Even today that same gang of TH biased tkkrs I’ve complained about on here before were blaming Tetris for the hate Jimin was receiving instead of their buddies, tkkrs and KTHs. The hypocrisy of a lot of this fandom is realllllllllly frustrating sometimes.

TBF I have seen ARMYs call this kind of thinking out several times, once even in defense of Jimin, but obviously it’s an opinion that’s still pretty prevalent in the fandom and it’s frustrating and massively hypocritical.

Anyways, sorry for yapping so much. Maybe one day I’ll answer an ask without writing a whole essay 🥴 But today really bothered me, and I feel bad for Tetris. And my usual disclaimer, ofc I know it’s not all ARMYs and there’s plenty of normal ARMYs who love and support Jimin too. But yeah some days I really feel like this fandom is seriously cooked and they mostly have themselves to blame for it.

[sickonthedancefloor]

⭐

Director's Cut - All Hands on Deck!

Hi y'all, I got a star! ⭐ So I wanted to cut in on this series I started 2-3 years ago that is taking me forever and a day to write.

I spent weeks watching compilation videos of BTS and finding old blogs with their management and staff team and their two main managers that definitely were going to cameo the most in the series. The biggest issue is because they’re managers and behind the scenes staff, it’s always tricky trying t find a characterization that doesn’t seem too off-putting or bizarre.

Outside of that, watching the entire gang dissolve into madness with everyone catching some sort of weird plague is fun to write even though it’s quite difficult. I’ve always been in the habit of writing these long af fics, instead of shorter, easier to post/easier to digest stories. Part of what takes forever is trying to write such long af pieces, even if they’re unnecessary to be that long.

I do plan on continuing this, probably after screaming when Jin makes it back home.

So this fic is actually titled in my story folder as ‘3amchicken’–which was the original plan, just uncontrolled undercooked chicken disaster and hungry boys without restraint–but it ended up being, what? As

Here’s the original fic beginning:

Honestly, they should have done their research first. It had started as a craving for fried chicken after a night working at the studio, and a bleary-eyed Sejin dropped Jimin and Taehyung off at their dorms with fried chicken from the new-but-slightly-seedy restaurant down the street from the studio. Ever the foodies, the two night-owls were always down for trying new restaurants, especially ones within walking distance from their home or from the studio. “Don’t eat too much too quickly,” manager Sejin warned them. The poor man had been up far too long with them; Jimin felt bad having to wake him up from where he’d fallen asleep in the hall from the practice room, but they didn’t have much of a means home outside of walking, which wasn’t the best option at three in the morning. Sejin unlocked the doors to the dark SUV. “You don’t have heavy assignments tomorrow but I know you’re not going to sleep well if you eat all of that chicken tonight.” His eyes turned to the two large bags the boys held. “It’s not just for us!” Taehyung argued quickly, boxy grin in full force. “We’re gonna share… Most of it, yeah.” Jimin nodded quickly, although he knew he and Taehyung would probably eat a ton of this on their own. They hadn’t eaten since late lunch, and after dancing for even longer than Hoseok that night, they were positively famished. And given the heavy sigh, both boys knew their manager knew they weren’t going to listen. He bid them goodnight and waited for them to enter the building before driving off. Jimin snickered, bumping his shoulder against Taehyung’s as they hurried to the elevators. “Think anyone else is up?” “Suga-hyung definitely is,” answered Taehyung, already reaching into the bag for a biscuit. “I asked if he wanted anything, he just asked for wings.” Fishing his keys from his pocket, Jimin made a face. “Ugh, you buy wings for Suga-hyung but you won’t buy wings for me? What kind of best friend are you?” “The kind that buys chicken with you in the middle of the night. Jimin-ah, it smells so good, we gotta hurry and eat it.” With a laugh, Jimin unlocked the door and let Taehyung in first, slipping off his shoes as he locked the door. The kitchen light was still on, but only the tv shone from the living room. As they carried the bags into the area, Jungkook’s messy bun popped into view. “Chicken!” Yoongi chuckled and gently shoved Jungkook away as he rose, stretching his back. Jungkook, instead, climbed over the back of the couch to join the two 95-liners in the kitchen, helping them lay out the different packages. “Wow, this stuff is so greasy,” he remarked, staring at his hands after touching a box. “And we’re sure this place is credible?” Taehyung shrugged. “Seemed credible to me. I guess it’s just greasy.” “That’s going to hurt your stomach later if you eat too much.” But even with the warning, Yoongi walked over and pulled a potato wedge from one of the boxes, taking a bite. He nodded approvingly. “Tastes good though.”

[joyswonderland1108]

Ara Ara

I’m just popping in to “clear” a debate, as i said before it’s exhausting to write long posts but my hands itch to write something anytime i see stuff going on. One of the reasons why it’s always better to be in the “not sure” zone instead of completely denying something that one may not even have knowledge about. Let’s get started shall we? 

So Jimin, precious Mimi, beautiful Jimim, my beloved child (he’s older than me but shush) came live yesterday to share his emotions with us about his amazing achievement, his well deserved achievement, the slap on the face of haters who instead of working on making their favs rise to some level they decided to invest time and energy into trying to make other people win just to not only fail but let down their own favs 🤦🏻‍♀️ Well Jimin said “Fuck all your opps” anyways so

Now i don’t want to focus on the part where you can oh so very clearly hear a “ 빨리가“ at the very beginning (Surprisingly enough this girl actually understands some Korean don’t underestimate her) i wanna be realistic here, while i’ve seen some people wondering if they’ve heard a ppo-ppo sound i honestly don’t think so at all, i’m sticking with the the first one and the lights situation going on too but even that i’m not gonna focus too much on it, and for reference : 

Moving on to our main subject which is the gaming chair, or chairs in that case

And as my bestie said and i quote “It doesn’t mean anything yet Jimin grabbed the phone like a hot potato“ i mean chile why would he panic, it’s just a chair right? WRONG! 

Just to clarify, for people who may have thought that was JK’s chair from the studio, Jimin’s chair is an Arena and JK’s chair is an Akracing.. With an Arena cushion 👀

Well the point is no it’s not the chair from the studio but does that change the fact that Jimin has a second GAMING chair? No. Well, yes and no, lemme explain. 

“It’s just a second chair he could be having one for if friends come over” key word here: IF. You may or may not know that there’s this unspoken rule where, despite having a spare chair or even 10 spare chairs, they don’t go with the setup, they go to a storage room or the garage or wherever you can put it away and take it out when needed, because why tf would there be a second or third chair chilling out there when the possibility of having gamer friends coming over is always questionable. 

Speaking of gamer friends, have y’all seen a gamer in real life? they don’t even need to be in the same place everybody plays from home and they chat through their headsets. No matter how rich you are or how much you can afford expensive gaming chairs, a gaming set up is precious to its owner, one just doesn’t mess up with their set up, if you’re alone, you game alone, you put ONE chair. If you do happen to have a spare chair and a gamer friend decides to visit you THEN whip out the chair from where it was stored if you don’t have a spare one, the friend can literally sit anywhere, on the floor for all i know who tf cares. 

Now i’ll be sharing this link with y’all so you can check it out yourself, just not to say that i picked out what i wanted or what fit the narrative and left out the rest : 

See how gorgeous the set ups are? See how very expensive looking they are? (Well as a matter of fact they ARE expensive) See how neat they are? Notice something? Well actually you’ll notice two things :

1- Almost all of the setups have one chair like this one : 

And where you can’t see the chair are tinier desks that can so very obviously fit one chair 

2- The three setups that are designed for a “pair” are the following ones : 

“Side-by-Side Couple PC Setup“

“His and Hers Wall-Mounted PC Setup“

“Father-Son Star Wars Gaming Room”

Notice something in common there? Basically all the “pair” setups are meant for two or more people who game and are living under the same roof, a couple, siblings, or parents-kids. Mind you even if you do have a partner but they don’t game, your setup will NOT be a “pair” setup, as i said above, those are precious, they’re almost sacred lol there’s an aesthetic to them, there’s a whole architecture going on there, so we’re not messing that up by adding a random second chair for a friend or friends who are barely there. 

Do whatever the fuck you want with this information, but i hope that with this added “knowledge” people would stop with their “that’s not a big deal” bullshit, i see you, that one person who posted that lame ass excuse on Twitter. With that being said.. STREAM FACE!!!