#boogeyman bts

[polkadotjohnson]

Boogeyman 2023 Making of & Behind the Scenes

Extra: Lester hanging in the back, waiting to

hang

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[ambeauty]

I can’t pretend to answer this question because I too have only received exactly what I had been expecting 😭😭😭 the main thing that stuck out in this teaser as something unexpected is Sydney’s conversation with Donna. That’s not something I ever really accounted for. Also this conversation being about the feelings around found family, which is something Sydney is grappling with in her decision to stay at the Bear.

Syd having this incredible intimate and important conversation with Carmy’s MOTHER, someone he’s been avoiding for the entire run of show has some serious implications about their partnership outside of the restaurant. And that is incredibly intriguing and leans more towards a potential romantic or at least personal relationship between these two characters.

Also they are going to use Sydney and Carmy in marketing because it’s their show. Their relationship for better or worse are why people tune in. It’s not a finesse or a ploy. It’s just good marketing. I’m taking my crumbs and going in 2025 still on the endgame train and nobody can stop me.

I may be suppressing memories, but I don’t believe I am. What exactly did seasons 1, 2, and 3 misrepresent? The teasers and trailers all seemed pretty straightforward to me. Is it the claim of a partnership with Sydney that hasn't happened yet? I believe the reason this hasn't occurred is that it's one of the significant moments in the story we're building up to, and there are many obstacles to overcome before it happens.

Chris Storer, on the one and only times he discusses Sydney and Carmy: It's a partnership, you'll see.

This means the partnership is coming and will be spontaneous and magical, but it will be there.

I don't care, but I'm bragging because I accurately predicted what would happen in the season I watched. Last season, I saw that Carmy would struggle with becoming Chef David which would create emotional distance between him and Sydney. If you watch the Season 3 trailer, it's quite clear. So, why is there so much bleakness from this ship for Season 4? That's a genuine question.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Regarding the last ask: why do you think Billboard finds Jungkook’s #1 for seven more legitimate than jimin’s? It is quite literally the same achievement they mention for jk but not jimin.

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Sigh.

Again, we see Scooter and Bang PD highlighted in an American-based publication highlighting primarily American-based talents/rainmakers, and for BTS, the only example listed is the project handled by the American label of HYBE of which Scooter is responsible, a project that had its charting achievements more supported by American streams (and not the Chinese cash boogeyman), streams which Billboard had earlier last year weighted higher as more reflective of American music consumption... I could go on.

Honestly, this isn't something I had to think about. It's just obvious to me and why the question of "why" doesn't really cross my mind. But you asked a fair question.

It's obviously not the same achievement to Billboard given their reception to Jimin's win vs. Jungkook's. That doesn't change anything though. They'll have to get used to the idea for when Jimin gets his next #1 for PJM2.

And then Jungkook. And on and on it goes.

[bangchanshehe]

The Boogeyman pt.1 (M)

Summary: You were constantly having the same reoccurring dream over and over again and your friends told you that it meant nothing. But as your nights became more strange as days passed by you knew that it was more than a dream. much, much more. You tried every night to stop the bizarre dreams from occurring in the same sequence to try to find out more about who or what was controlling them. But when you came face to face with the demon in your dreams in real life, you realized that what he had been telling you all along was true. There is no escape. 

??? X Reader

Word Count: 3k

TRIGGER WARNING: there is some mention of sexual assault

Every night for the past month you had the same dream over and over again. It was so unusual and unlike any other dream that you had ever had. After the first few nights you had chalked it up to be a strange coincidence and you had mentioned it to your friends and they laughed stating that it was just a wet dream. They made joke after joke stating that if anything you were probably just horny, due to a lack of a significant other or lack of a love life all together. Sure, in the past you had boyfriends and went on a few unsuccessful dates, but all together you were just about as single as it could get for the past year and a half.

It wasn’t like you had not ever thought about dating again or allowing your friends to set you up on blind dates. It was just… not your time. It felt wrong to allow yourself to go on dates that you weren’t serious about. Or in general just didn’t attempt to try to look good for. It felt like going to a part time job that you weren’t excited or happy about.  So you decided that for now dating wasn’t an option. You would focus on every other aspect of your life and when love happened it would happen naturally.

But for the past few weeks you grew to anticipate the dream every night hoping that you would get another look at the man who possessed them. At first your anticipation wasn’t lustful but instead out of simple curiosity. You had never seen this man before and now suddenly you were constantly thinking about him. Was he real? Or was it just a part of your imagination?  You had spent many nights and days thinking about your dreams and what they meant. But ultimately you came up with no answer. Which is partially why after a short amount of teasing from your friends you decided to never mention the dream to them again.

As per usual you took glanced at your clock and sighed when you saw the time.  It was 9:27, which means that you have about another thirty minutes before you needed to settle down and go to sleep. You pried yourself off of the couch and headed to the kitchen. The dishes weren’t going to wash themselves and although you hated doing dishes you turned on the hot water and got to work. Hopefully if anything it would just kill some more time before you went to bed.

You dried your hands once all counters were wiped down and all dishes were put away or scrubbed clean and standing to dry. Turning to the clock once more you sighed again. There was still 20 minutes left until bed time.

By now you were completely tired, and your eyes burned, and you wanted to just crawl in bed and pull the covers over yourself and crash.  But you simultaneously wanted to prolong yourself from going to sleep. It was addicting to have the same dream every night. It was like solving a mystery to find out who he was, why he did what he did and what it means for you, but at the same time it was completely maddening waking up the same way, confused and tired again day after day with no other answers.

You turned off your kitchen lights and shuffled into your bathroom and ran the hot water just how you liked it. You stripped out of your clothes and jumped into the hot stream and let it just run down your back. You stood there for a minute and allowed the heat and water to silently pull you into a mindless bliss. It took you a few minutes to actually move or do anything other than just standing there. After you came back to reality you washed your face, hair and body and then quickly got out of the hot water, finally feeling the affects on your thirst and skin.  

You quickly got out and wrapped yourself in a towel, drying off your body and changed into a comfortable night gown. When you were finally finished in the bathroom you walked the small steps to your bedroom and peeked at your alarm clock that read 10:03 pm. It was finally time to go to bed.

You set your alarm clock to wake you up, plugged in your phone and made yourself comfortable under your bedsheets. It wasn’t natural to be so punctual to bed before you started to experience your dreams, but ever since they started you always fell asleep at the same time every night as if it were magic. You could be wide awake one moment and then pass out the next. It was totally strange but no one else seemed to find it unnormal. You allowed yourself to think that maybe you were just being paranoid or maybe your body was just on a routine schedule, but as nights passed by you began to think that maybe it wasn’t all coincidence.

Your body began to feel heavy and you closed your eyes knowing that the sinking blackness was going to take over. And almost immediately after your eyes lightly shut you heard his voice. It was soft and hushed as if it were a lullaby softly luring you towards him. You wasted no time, instantly taking off in his direction, no longer afraid of him but rather intrigued.

At first you will admit that the reoccurring dreams did startle you and always seemed to be a nightmare at first. But after constant exposure to this dream you were sure that if it was supposed to be scary or if he was going to harm you then he would have already done it by now.

Your dream looked the same as per usual, it was dark and misty and yet everything was crystal clear. It had a sublime feeling that you couldn’t describe. You were running down a long hallway constantly opening up doors to find him. The walls were black and the doors were all a dark red and there was a certain smell of must in the air that gave the hallway the feeling of being very old and homey.

You went door to door opening up the rooms to find total darkness inside as you tried your best to find the source of the voice that taunted you. You pushed yourself off of the walls and urged yourself to run faster and faster as you peeled yourself away from each door frame in attempt to make your search as quick as possible.

This was always a part of his game, he made you search for him. Some nights he was closer than the last and some nights he taunts you and never lets you see himself. Or sometimes he would stand in the middle of the hallway bored of the anticipation and waiting for you to finally seek him out. But tonight you seemed to be on the hunt for him. He wasn’t going to give himself away to you to easily tonight.

“you’re going to have to run faster than that if you want to find me tonight darling.” He chuckled from wherever he was hiding within the walls.

You groaned and pushed yourself to your limit, filling and using up the full capacity of your lungs while you tried your very best. You opened two, five, ten, twenty more doors with no success and you stopped and leaned against a wall to catch your breath. Your feet were burning  and your lungs were on fire making your sides cramp. You didn’t know if you could physically take any more of this game.

“do you give up yet little princess?” he asked with a low voice and chuckled “beg for me and ill show myself”

You stopped listening and thought about his offer for a moment. It was a dream so you knew that it wasn’t anything too serious. But the fact that it kept reoccurring made it seem like it was more and you didn’t know if you were comfortable to be begging for this… things presence.

“Beg! Beg! BEG!” it chanted back at you and you stopped breathing as the voice became more and more malicious.

In a split moments thought you bolted down the hallway and ran towards the end. There was no particular reason why you had done this. It just felt like it was the path you should take, like it was the closest route to your end goal. After a minute of full blown sprinting down this hallway that seemed too supernaturally long to be real you were face to face with an matte black door.

You sighed in relief when you finally came across it. You didn’t have to open it to know that this was the door where he was hiding, you could sense that it was it. You glanced over it noticing all of its unique features that set it apart from all of the other cloned doors. It had an elaborate crowning around the doorway and a emblem in the middle that you couldn’t make any sense of. It seemed like it was something old and historical, but something also oddly not of this world. But mostly this entryway had two doors, as if it were a portal instead of a door. You took a deep breath and grabbed a door knob and pushed the door open.

Suddenly as if you were transported into another time and dimension you were no longer standing in the doorway of this strange hallway, instead you were standing in your own bedroom doorway and watching yourself as you lie in your bed and slept. You searched around the room in a frantic panic and looked for any signs of the man who you saw. He was nowhere to be seen, and this was your first time ever being put in your own home.

You took an unsteady step forward and peered into your room, looking down at your small sleeping face in the dark. It felt…. It was unexplainable to see yourself as a stranger for the first time. But as soon as you were going to step into the room for a closer look at things a hand from behind you grabbed onto your shoulder and held you in place.

You turned to your head back slowly to look at the man in the eye as he held you back. But as soon as your eyes were going to land on his own he was no longer behind you. You snapped your head forward and your eyes widened when you saw him laying next to your sleeping body. You were going to rush forward when he looked up at you and you froze in place. You knew exactly what he was going to do to you, having seen it time and time again for the last month. But this time is seemed personal since it  was happening to you in what looked like real life. Before each time he played his games it was always in one of his many rooms, but now it was too real and too aggressive.

“what are you so scared of puppy?” he asked you in a low sarcastic voice “you know you love it when we have our playtime!” he added seductively

You watched as he slowly ran his hand over your side from breast to thigh and a violent shiver ran down your spine. He pulled the covers away from your body and smiled when he saw your choice of nightwear. He admired your night gown in a way that was completely sickening and sarcastic.

“what a beautiful gown” he said with a chuckle in his voice “and what easy access you’ve give me” he whispered

He slowly grabbed the hem of the gown and slowly dragged it up to your stomach, exposing your panties making you become nervous. Your heart frantically beat in your chest as he traced the edges of your panties, and dipping  finger inside of them. He gasped as he touched you and withdrew his hand to suck on the tip of his finger.

“you’re so wet” he said with hooded eyes

“you’re fucking disgusting!” you screamed from your spot as tears brimmed over your eyes and spilled onto your cheeks.

He clutched his fist shut and stared at you with a shocked expression, as if he were offended and hurt by your exclamation. “oh, but don’t you know that you love it!” he said with a shit eating grin “if you touched yourself right now I bet you’d be even more wet then you were a moment ago” he said nodding his head towards the sleeping apparition of your form on the bed.

You stared back at him with complete hatred and disgust in your eyes. There was no way that you would be turned on or excited by this delusional psychopaths antics. Dream or not it felt like a complete lack of privacy and space. Bottom line what he was doing was sexual assault and there was no way that you were fascinated by such intimate intrusions.

You didn’t move a single inch from where you stood. Not intentionally. You physically could not make yourself move, and you struggled against your invisible binds.

He got up form the bed and lightly walked towards you until he was face to face with you. He gathered your night gown much like he did previously and repeated his intrusions on you. But this time when he touched you, you could feel his fingertips. Previously you couldn’t ever actually feel him touching you but knew and could see that he was. You gasped at the horror and shock of the new feeling and your eyes went wide at the feeling of him dipping his finger inside of your womanhood.

He smiled at you and then removed his finger to expose his now wet digit. “you cant deny that a single touch lights your body up like a fire… that what I do to you makes you more excited than what you could ever do for your own pleasure”

You hardened your gaze on his eyes and gave him a warning with a harsh tone “if you touch me again I will kill you.”

He chuckled at you and removed his hands from your body before turning to face you completely. He stepped towards you once to judge how you would react and then a second time when he received to response. As soon as he was was within arms reach he leaned into your ear and whispered

“can you kill me? can you kill something that’s not real?”

You squeezed your eyes shut and mentally blocked out his words from your brain. You kept them shut for a moment but froze up as soon as you realized that he no longer seemed to be standing in front of you anymore.

You held your breath and flew your eyes open scanning your surroundings prepared for him to be anywhere. But a wave of relief overwhelmed you when you realized that you were no longer standing up but laying down in bed. Your eyes were glued to the ceiling and you surveyed every inch of it before you sat up in your place.

It was just another dream. You chanted to yourself as you tried to calm your heart down from its pounding rate.

You gazed over your surroundings and finally let your breath go. It was over and you could finally be at peace. You wiped your sweat from your forehead and stood up to fetch a drink of water from the kitchen.

You reached into your cupboard and grabbed a glass with shaky hands. You were mad at yourself for being so shaken up by your dreams but they seemed so hyper-realistic and your body was always worn sore after you woke up. And this time was different. You had never sad so much contact with him in your dreams before and now he was beginning to cross boundaries.

You filled your cup and drank its contents in one swallow. You gazed back towards your bedroom door and sighed.

“one more sleepless night” you whispered to yourself and sat your empty cup down in the sink.

You eyed the couch and contemplated taking a seat and spending the rest of your night watching a movie. Like most nights you were never able to go to sleep again after your dreams, preferring to stay tired instead of submit yourself to the torment again.

You checked the time and were surprised to see that tonight you got more sleep than usual. Typical nights you woke up from the nightmares around 2a.m. but tonight it was almost 4. Only 3 more hours until you need to get ready for work. You tipped your head and looked over at your work bag and let your mind wander off to your most recent case. You peeked inside of the bag and pulled out your workbook and flipped it open to the tab with the date February 21, 2019.

You took a seat and took a deep breath before you dove back into the scenes that had your mind reeling. Two women have been found dead in their homes. No one entered the homes with force, nothing was seemingly missing and there were no signs of struggle or force on the victims bodies. On the outside it seemed like a natural death or suicide case, but you had an itch that it was something much deeper than that.

There was no way that two women had died of seemingly the same cause on the same day and time who were completely unrelated to one another. You had an idea that someone had done something to these women to make them pass but you wanted to be the one to find the answers and give these women their due justice. While everyone passed the cases off as natural cause of death you were stuck trying to find convincing proof that malicious events occurred leading up to their deaths.

And god damnit you were going to find it. Even if you died trying.

A/N: this is sort of a new genre for me and i probably suck at it...but let me know what you think. AND WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE BOOGEYMAN????

[belanova]

y'know sometimes I just straight up forget some things are real like bts, I see it trending and go What the fuck is that 0-0

[thebangtancloud]

You are the best BTS writers on this whole app. I’ve only read your stories and wanted to know if you had some other to recommend?

Thank you so much, dearest anon!!

Here are some stories that I've enjoyed reading and would definitely love for you to read them as well:

“As if I wouldn’t beat the boogeyman’s ass, anyways.”

Kim Seokjin x Reader, Best Friends to Lovers au || Non-idol au || by @honeytae

Hot Chocolate

Bang Chan x Reader || Friends to Lovers au || by @sulfurcosmos

four - seven - eight

Jeon Jungkook x Reader || non-idol au || by @jiminrings

"I'm not walking out on you."

Min Yoongi x Reader || personal favorite || by @taetaespeaches

"You're a shitty liar."

Jung Hoseok x Reader || by @taetaespeaches

Channie doesn't know. (Smut)

Seo Changbin x Reader || by @chvnnie

Black Silk || Champagne Silk (Includes Smut)

mafia!Namjoon x Reader || PERSONAL FAV || By the best: @bangtanfancamp

Cultivating a life with you.

Jung Hoseok x Reader || by @bangtanfancamp

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These are just some of the stories that really got me thinking, "Damn, that was written so well."

I don't read too much here on Tumblr, so these are a few that I cherish and almost always go back to.

[mchiimii]

Jamais Vu | BTS [ongoing]

❝Please give me a remedy;

A remedy that will make my heart beat again❞

After falling into a pond of unfamiliarity, the flower emblem on Yuna's wrist seared painfully as she delved into the realm of the Afterlife. Ever since she dreamed about the Cheshire Cat, she chased the fragments of her persona and witnessed the seven immortals trapped in the same cursed void as hers.

What else is behind that therapeutic emporium of lost souls?

➜ Warnings: mild suggestive themes; depiction of the seven deadly sins (includes eating disorders and other self-gratification); swearing; light gore/violence; miscarriages/childbirth

➜ Genre: Fantasy; Fanfiction

➜ Tags: fluff; angst; alternate universe; Alice in wonderland AU; flower shop AU; reincarnation; magic; soulmates AU

➜ Rating: Teen & Up Audiences (T)

➜ Pairing: BTS x Reader/Reader insert

➤ DETAILS:

MAIN CAST:

YOU as Min Yuna.

❝At times, ignorance is bliss.❞

BTS as themselves.

—The Oracle

❝Ah, if only you knew who I was, you'll be begging on your knees so you can perish in your wishes.❞

—The White King

❝Just because I don't have wings, doesn't mean I'm not an angel.❞

—The Cheshire Cat

❝Oh, little red, when will you ever learn?❞

—The Red King

❝Funny how the sandman can be the boogeyman when he played with wrath. Even the goody-two-shoes himself lived with his nightmares.❞

—The Keeper

❝Sometimes, the best way to escape reality is to sail without a map.❞

—The Hatter

❝What's the matter, darling? Cat got your tongue?❞

—The White Rabbit

❝Humans feared me because I'm the grim reaper, but here you are rolling your eyes at me. You're such a strange soul, aren't you?❞

➤ CHAPTERS:

note: I don’t have strict schedules so I only update whenever I like. However, my stories on Wattpad are prioritized before Tumblr. It takes me at least 2 to 3 days to transfer my updates here, especially when I’m busy. If you want, you can visit my Wattpad account @/capuzzino (https://www.wattpad.com/user/capuzzino) to access the new chapters. Thank you very much! I hope you’ll leave votes and comments there too <3

Prologue

Chapter One - Down The Portal Pond

Chapter Two - Wither Wonderland

Chapter Three - The Reaper's Bucket Hat

Chapter Four - Memories of a Memorist

Chapter Five - The Seven Deadly Sins

Chapter Six - Fortune Postcards

Chapter Seven - Potpourri

Chapter Eight - The Wonder Free Forest

Chapter Nine - Pit of Underland

Chapter Ten - Shadow Monsters

Chapter Eleven - Shadow King’s Reigning Curse

Chapter Twelve - Don’t Look Back

Chapter Thirteen - Illusions and Delusions

Chapter Fourteen - I See You

Chapter Fifteen - Stuck With You

Chapter Sixteen - Flower Birthmarks and Wrist Tattoos

Chapter Seventeen - Lip Cont(r)act

Chapter Eighteen - Tangled in a String of Fate

Chapter Nineteen - A Whisper of Your Name

Chapter Twenty - Time After Time

Chapter Twenty-One - The Scroll of Fate

Chapter Twenty-Two - Magic Shop

Chapter Twenty-Three - Forgotten

Chapter Twenty-Four - Ephemeral

Chapter Twenty-Five - Erased

Chapter Twenty-Six - Coma-Trance

Chapter Twenty-Seven - Telltales of a Cheshire Cat

However, ways of copying my work will be reported for violating my rights as the original writer of this book. I am in no way claiming myself as a citizen of South Korea. I researched a few of the places and events in the said country so if I somehow made a mistake regarding how I construct my ideas and words, I sincerely apologize.

Please don't take the plot too seriously especially when there are scenes between you and each of the seven members. This is a BTS reader-insert/x reader book.

The following events, scenes, and stories are in no way connected with their real lives. These are all based on the author's phantasm and fictional world. I DO NOT claim the original characters of this book. They are their own—real people managed by Big Hit Entertainment (Big Hit Music/Hybe Labels), and I'm just here to create a FANFICTION.

P.S. There will be some parts of the book where I'll be using honorifics. You might find it cringy so I'm saying this beforehand. I think it will be only used when necessary. Otherwise, the characters will just call each other by name. The usage will probably depend on the structure and pacing of the scene.

All Rights Reserved.

©️ capuzzino /  ©️ mchiimii

[kosmosguk]

Wrapped Up and Gifted; 7 Days of Christmas Day 1|Yandere Seokjin x Reader

Type: Smut Drabble 

Description: As insufferable as your boss is, you find a small festive part in you to give him a present. You just aren’t expecting what he gives back in return.

Warning: blowjobs, what’s it called when you accidentally walk in on your boss wanking his peepee, seokjin giving switch vibes like it’s nobody’s business, subtle yandere vibes like if you squint you’d see them haha 

[A/n: the next 7 days of Christmas drabble is loosely based on the yandere BTS reaction to meeting you for the first time !! I’m finally on my winter break and although this line of drabble won’t be all out in time for Christmas, my lack of school will allow me to push out a small present for my beautiful readers !! thank you for nearly 600!! Ilysm and have a warm holiday season <3 (whether or not you celebrate Christmas or winter holidays in general)]

Kim Seokjin was an asshole. 

He was a Grinch, a Scrooge, a Boogeyman, and if you had to describe him, you would use every swear word in the dictionary. He picked on every aspect of a dish, spat out spoonfuls of food just because he didn’t like a certain flavor, and threw whole dishes that took hours to make into the trash. And most of all, he loved to pick on you, his merciless harassing extending from the days where you were his student into the days where you received a job at his restaurant--you were extremely surprised when you got the acceptance email; maybe, just maybe, he didn’t hate you as much as you thought he did. 

He wasn’t really that bad, you supposed. Manager Kim Namjoon liked him, and Namjoon was a decent guy through and through. You used to spend lots of time with him when you started working, but Seokjin had noticed, and his biting comments turned into scathing remarks until you stopped talking to Namjoon as much. Seokjin, others had jokingly said, was probably jealous. No, you had bit back, he was just a conceited asshole. 

You take it back; he was that bad. But at least he got you your job. That was something. He was known to be hard on people; others had reassured you that he was this way to all newcomers because he saw a way to shape potential. But as others got the treatment for 6 months tops, yours stretched over an expanse of a year. 

Still, he deserved somewhat of a present. Hell, if he found out that you had gotten Namjoon a present, he would throw a hissy fit and the next dish you made would be tossed into the dumpster. 

‘‘Chef Kim,’‘ you knocked on the door. Once, twice, no answer. You called out again,’‘ Chef Kim.’‘

That was strange. Kim Seokjin, despite how much of an ass he was, was always prompt with these things. 

You opened the door, hesitantly making your way into the dimly lit office. 

‘‘Chef Kim, your lights are of-,’‘ your voice cracked slightly as you took in the sight. 

His chair was pushed back, and there, tilting his head slightly with his bangs clinging to his forehead from sweat, was Seokjin. Your eyes trailed the sight, taking in his flushed cheeks, his soft panting, the slick noises, and the movement of his hand... Oh. That’s why he didn’t answer the door. 

You dropped the gift. The box landed on the floor with a thump, and you winced, hoping the gift hadn’t broken. The chair creaked slightly as he turned to stare at you, really, really stare at you. You swallowed heavily. 

‘‘What are you doing here?’‘ his hand movements didn’t stop. 

Your cheeks reddened in embarrassment--you didn’t dare think that it was anything else--and you spoke quickly,’’ I can leave. I’m-I’m sorry for walking into your office. I won’t speak of this...predicament to anyone. I’ll be go-going now.’’

You bent down to grab your gift and hightail it out of there when...

‘‘Stay,’‘ Seokjin’s voice was rougher than his usual even, clear almost-pleasant tone. You felt something squeeze slightly in the deeper parts of your stomach at the sound and slightly rubbed your inner thighs together. 

‘‘Don’t you want to find out why I’m risking my reputation to do this-oh shit fuck,’‘ he broke off in a groan, and you averted your gaze,’‘ Even if I keep this up, I can’t even cum. And it’s all because of you.’‘

You froze, unable to think or speak or, hell, even breathe. 

‘‘I think about you, the way you always tempt me without even knowing, and I get hard all over again. I bet you’re so tight that you would squeeze down on me,’‘ he panted out,’‘ It makes me want to put you under my control, to fucking take over until you can only think of me. So you won’t think of anyone else but me.’‘

You let out an uneven breath. 

‘‘Chef Kim, this isn’t professional. We’re at work; there are chefs outside and guests and-,’‘ you were silenced. 

‘‘No one will come in unannounced, not like you. Now come over here,’‘ Seokjin groaned,’’ Let me see what you have to give.’’ 

You found yourself taking steps forward, and you weren’t aware you were until you were kneeling in front of him, reaching out to take hold of his length. It pulsed and throbbed slightly under your touch, and you experimentally dragged your hand up and down. 

‘’Shit, you feel so fucking good,’’ he hissed between clenched teeth, his hips rolling up.

You glanced at him through your lashes before pressing a soft kiss on his precum-stained tip. You gave small kitten licks, raising an eyebrow at the new taste, before stretching open your lips as wide as you could and taking in as much of his length as you could. 

Seokjin groaned, his hips bucking up. His length hit the back of your throat, and you gagged, hitting his bare thighs until he dragged back and let you breathe. You pulled off, saliva staining your lips and his dick, before going back down. What you couldn’t fit in your mouth, you stroked, making soft moaning sounds as you sucked. 

His hip movements got jerkier, more erratic as you stroked and licked and sucked, until you felt him let out a husky sound that was a mixture between a groan and a moan. Thick liquid filled your mouth, and you coughed at the new sensation, spitting out a mixture of semen and saliva. 

He reached out to stroke your head, his movements gentle and slightly tired. You looked up, your throat aching from the thrusting as you fought for needed air. 

‘‘You gave me two gifts. It only makes sense if I give you some gifts too,’‘ the stern look he usually gave was replaced by a softer one. This was the most gentle you had ever seen him. 

And as you got up on shaky legs and slotted yourself onto his thigh, a whine pulled from your lips, you thought of how fortunate it was that you decided to give Seokjin a gift. 

And maybe, maybe he wasn’t as much of an asshole as you had originally thought.

[consorttolordbughuul]

[namjoonxorg]

𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑳𝒊𝒗𝒆

You accidentally crash BTS’ live, but no one knows that you’re dating

tbh he’d probably just ignore it happening

or do something w i l d to change the subject

“you’ve just gotta take your scissors and c u t, VOILA”

hopefully he had the mind to set up the camera so that he was facing the door

he could just shoo you away but like

fans would definitely know someone was there and it wasn’t one of the boys

but they may forget about it since the person didn’t show on camera

either ends the live right then and there

or is completely honest

but like it’s not a big deal

“hmm? are you two dating? yeah. So we were on tour...”

bet it’ll become a meme

it probably wouldn’t become a h u g e deal or anything

maybe just talked about for a few days?

he’d be pretty chill about the whole thing in the moment

might try and hide it 

or not make it super obvious?

“Who was that? That was y/n, they were visiting since we had dinner with some friends.”

bet some overzealous fans would try and stalk you on the internet

but if hobi found out he’d probably get a lil bit mad

he either freezes entirely like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar

or ends the live so fast you’d think he was the flash

“ihavetogonowsogoodnightandsleepwell.”

the fans watching would be lowkey real confused

and therefore it’d probably blow up more than if he had just lied

mega meme material (a/n: appreciate my alliteration)

may or may not say anything about it

it all depends on what’s going on around that time

probably tries to laugh it off

at least at first

“who was that? i don’t think it was one of the members... it was the boogeyman”

the viewers prolly wouldn’t let it go

so he’d have to change the subject fast

also, let’s talk about those people who would automatically assume that they’re dating and would get angry and just be mega dicks

because that’s not cool

but he probably wouldn’t say much, if anything (a/n: tattoo ring a bell?)

similar to jin and joon

he’d either end it as fast as he could

or do something to change the subject

“have i shown you guys my new sunglasses?”

much confusion

people might try to figure out who exactly it was

but they’d probably give up after a while

boy would do one of a few things

move to block the screen

end the live abruptly

or change the subject

“why is jungkook blocking the screen?? i just moved so the lighting was better”

super sleuth army’s at it again

we’re talking 10 minute videos on who it could and couldn’t be

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Rise of the Guardians!au Masterlist

Frosty, The Snowman (M) Jack Frost!Jimin x reader You wished for snow, you wanted snow, and so, you called for snow.  READ HERE MOODBOARD

Lil’ Bun (M) Easter Bunny!Jungkook x reader You found the Easter bunny on your way home, you sure hope he likes carrots! READ HERE MOODBOARD

The Moon Man Man in the Moon!Namjoon x reader Tired of living without gravity, he went in search for his own.  READ HERE MOODBOARD

Bedazzle & Silver (M) Tooth Fairy!Taehyung x reader  Taehyung could be weird when he wanted to, but wouldn’t you be if you had wings. READ HERE MOODBOARD

The Boogeyman (M) Pitch Black!Yoongi x reader He was miserable and in pain... He was fed up of fighting and he was fed up of being the boogeyman. You would show him the light.  READ HERE MOODBOARD

I’m Sorry, Sir (M) Santa!Jin x reader  You were on the naughty list this year. You could never listen to your elders, so maybe you would listen to the big man himself. It wasn’t his stomach that was big! READ HERE MOODBOARD

Dream of Me  Sandman!Hoseok x reader You asked for Sandman to bring you a dream. He sent you the best one.   READ HERE MOODBOARD

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Maybe you've already said what you think but I haven't scrolled back a lot on your blog so forgive me if it's something you already talked about. You think the company submitted LC, or that no submission was needed, for VMA and EMA rigth? Then how come a song with its achievements in Europe wasn't considered but songs and artists with virtually no achievements in Europe did? It is not explainable, I'm sorry. And of course Hybe was going to submit everyone for Grammy, because the submission are public knowledge and it would have actually caused an uproar if they submitted only some. It's not about siding with solos or their "agenda" but once again it is weird and suspicious, just like the unreported sales, the sudden splitting of LC versions when even 3D with and without Jack are combined, so two different songs.

So yeah, I find it weird, and I don't want to think this way but the reasons armys give to this mishaps are always putting blame on jm himself, like he doesn't want his work to be recognised or something.. I hope you can make me look at this in another light, if you want..

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I published this on my blog 2 days ago. I suggest you read it. This one too, and this one, and this one too while you're at it. Or idk, try to talking to an ARMY that's been here for a while. Anyway I highly doubt you'll read all linked posts so I'll paste a section I've written earlier for you here too in response to parts of your ask.

"Then how come a song with its achievements in Europe wasn't considered but songs and artists with virtually no achievements in Europe did? It is not explainable, I'm sorry."

"BigHit submitted BTS’s work for 2017 MTV EMAs and they were snubbed for nominations. Groups like Mamamoo and Gfriend were nominated instead, and no group had a bigger performance in 2017 than BTS. The same can be said for when BigHit submitted BTS’s work in 2018 and 2019 and both times were snubbed for the Grammys and some academy voters flat out said they didn’t think BTS got those accolades and chart performances legitimately."

The bolded part is done for emphasis. It might not be explainable Anon, but it's not without precedent. The point is the lack of nominations does not mean a lack of submissions, and BTS have been snubbed before by that particular award-giver (EMAs). There's a whole host of possible explanations for why these things happen because newsflash, as much as akgaes like to think the company (in this case HYBE) is the boogeyman responsible for everything bad that happens to their fave, there's a pretty big world outside that is filled with players other than HYBE. These award shows are third-party industry players that still operate independently of HYBE. Or do you think if HYBE had that kind of power they wouldn't fill the nomination rosters with only their artists, or do you think HYBE would've allowed BTS and their other artists to suffer snubs repeatedly for years?

I understand people are looking for someone or something to blame when their expectations aren't met and corporations are easy scapegoats because we all know they're bad, but it really shouldn't be so difficult to actually think about what it is one is saying.

I get it's easier to blame HYBE for Spotify splitting streams, but just as it didn't work in 2020 when ARMYs wanted combined streams for ON and ON ft Sia, were told the codes were different but later learned the codes are actually generated by Spotify after the label provides the songs, and ARMYs saw other songs combined instead with no explanation from Spotify... ARMYs learned back then that raging at HYBE likely isn't going to fix an issue controlled by an opaque third-party. Just as it didn't work all the times Billboard changed the rules for BTS.

I don't default to putting all the blame on the company whenever I see things I don't like because the members are adult men who should be held responsible for their choices. I don't idolize, infantilize, or baby them. If their choice involves delegating certain decisions to their team and their team drops the ball, I blame their team and also the members. It's what I said when I mentioned how I hated the Weverse album version for JITB and assumed Hobi was at least aware of and okay with that decision, and so I held him responsible as well. And Hobi is my bias. K-pop stans and akgaes in particular, have a habit of crediting the idol when they see good outcomes, but blaming the company when they see bad outcomes, when the reality is that both idol and company share responsibility. Especially in the case of BTS where we know all members are very involved in their solo careers.

The problem for solo stans is they don't know how to hold parties responsible without being abusive, hateful, devolving into conspiracies and raging all over the internet looking for a way to harm and handicap other members in retaliation, regardless of these people not actually knowing if other members are responsible for the outcome. It's just very juvenile and frankly insane behaviour.

I cannot want more for the boys than they want for themselves. Of course Jimin wants success. Same with the other members. I think it's fair to assume of course he wants awards and recognition and accolades, but I'm not privy to the conversations he's having with his team at HYBE, and I don't actually know what awards he cares about or what submissions they've discussed and made.

But people here, akgaes and their sympathizers, would rather incite hatred over Jungkook because they have no way of managing their emotions when their chosen member isn't getting his due. They have no way of expressing their disappointment without being hateful and disgusting.

Jungkook deserves everything good he gets. Jimin does too and then some. And I want that for all seven of them, but I won't begin hating one member with only a fraction of the information available to me because not actually knowing the full facts is oh so uncomfortable.

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1. hard boy - frawley

2. she's all i wanna be - tate mcrae (literally listen to this on repeat its so good)

3. im the boogeyman - rory webley

4. candy store - heathers

5. blood // water - grandson

6. xtra - alexa

7. abcdefu - gayle

8. blood, sweat, and tears - bts

9. worst of you - maisie peters

10. freaks - jordan clarke\

tagging: the person who's reading this rn

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

ooooooookay let’s go let’s do it thanks for the tags @remuslupingf and @dykesiriusblack

from my liked songs because… where else would I keep my favourite music?

Russian — Caravan Palace

First Love / Late Spring — Mitski

Seven Nation Army — The White Stripes

Kiss Me Now — UPSAHL

Life Itself — Glass Animals

June — Florence + The Machine

RUNAWAY — half•alive

Der Kommissar - 7" Version — After The Fire

Blue Monday ‘88 — New Order

Jenny — Studio Killers

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