#jk they dont get hung

[junibgoode]

omg.... the red string connected to you all along..... [hangs us both with it]

[munamania]

it’s just i spend so much time sharing little things about myself in the hopes that it sparks a connection with people and also i guess that maybe sometimes people will think of me yk. to feel like i exist outside of my own head. i dont think this is a bad thing it’s just where im at it’s a natural want for connection and it like. works for me. and i also dont think it’s bad to have the friends i do that are like ‘surface level’ yk. i still appreciate them and love them. it’s just, this is where im at, desperately clawing in different spaces in my life to be known even tho it’s embarrassing lol. and it just sucks that i never had to try to with her. not only did we have this extremely insane chemistry right off the bat, she’s someone that in like every way has made it seem like she actively wants to know me. beyond just the polite and whatever kind of level. and it’s like, of course that feels absolutely amazing given ive been pining since day 1 but also i just like her a lot as a person. you know. and it all sucks and makes me wanna combust sometimes that things aren’t the way i’d like them to be between us of course lmfao but i also think she’s an incredible person and she’s managed to make me feel so safe and calm and simultaneously obviously fucking crazy and energized and whatever. u know. whatever my point is here im gonna be done now <3

[macbethsymphony]

charlou my love! I'm about to invade your askbox with all my horny thoughts. Dont' you dare answer them all at the same time, I know you're busy <3

Ok so! As you know I'm rewatching Wano and you know that gif of Marco's mouth? (sent it to you I don't know how many times). Anyways it sent my mind spiraling into what if Marco was angry with you and it just made him snap? My pretty usually composed bird just losing it? I bet he'd fuck good hehe

love ya! -M✨

Millie bb!!!!! I was gonna keep this one really short but you made it spiral out into something almost complete!!!! How dare you?! (jk love you for it)

It's this gif, right? ngl it sends my mind spiraling into unholy territory too

You're infuriating

Marco x fem!Reader

Summary: You’re angry at Marco and he’s angry at you and you fuck. It’s that simple ;)

tw: MDNI, 18+, nsfw, rough-ish angry sex, fingering, p in v sex

wc: 3.2k

It was a well-known fact that the first commander of the Whitebeard Pirates was nearly impossible to anger, notoriously difficult to rile up. Countless people had tried and failed to provoke him. But you? You didn’t even have to try, didn’t have to lift a single finger to bring him to the edge of madness.

"Do you even realize the risk you took back there, yoi?" Marco's voice thundered through the narrow corridor leading to the infirmary, every word laced with barely contained fury.

The stomps of your footsteps against the wooden floor echoed loudly, matching the volume of your voices and punctuating the escalating tension between you. Each of your step left a small imprint of blood, the pain in your leg raging but ignored as wrath blinded your senses.

"I had everything under control," you shot back, your own tone rising in defiance. "Until you—" Abruptly, you halted, turning around and jabbing your index finger into his chest with force. "Until YOU decided to fucking swoop in."

Marco's eyes blazed, his jaw clenched so tightly the muscles twitched visibly. "Under control? You call that under control?" he retorted, his voice dangerously low. "You were inches away from becoming sea king feed, and you think that's control?"

The infirmary doors loomed ahead, your destination within reach but forgotten, the tension between you crackling like electricity. "I sure as hell didn't need your heroics," you spat, words dripping with bitterness. "I had it perfectly laid out, and you ruined it."

“Ruined it?” Marco scoffed, his expression darkening. "Your plan nearly got you killed. Again." His statement hung heavy in the air, the weight of his frustration palpable. “When are you going to learn to fucking listen to me, yoi?”

Listen to him? That made you see red. "Listen to you, Marco?" You stepped closer, and he instinctively stepped back, his eyes widening at the pure rage in yours. "You are not MY commander. Ace is." You looked him up and down, a sneer twisting your lips. "I don’t have to listen to a single word you say, pretty bird." The usually playful nickname was now laced with venom as you spat it out.

He regained his footing, stepping forward as you stepped back, the anger in his gaze blazing harsher than you'd ever seen. He started to speak, but you turned on your heel, determined to make your point, your quick steps leading you toward the sanctuary of the infirmary.

"Oi, get back here," he yelled after you. "I’m not done, yoi."

"Oh, fuck you, Marco." You shouted. "As I said, I don’t have to listen to you."

Marco's frustration boiled over. With a swift motion, he grabbed your wrist, yanking you back to face him. The sudden movement brought you chest to chest, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body.

“You will listen to me, yoi,” he growled, his voice low and threatening, his breath hot against your lips.

You laughed in his face, a rich, bitter sound. Fucking asshole. With your free hand, you unclasped the holster at your side, expertly cocking one of your guns and pointing it right at his face.

“Unhand me right now, pretty bird, or I swear I’ll fucking shoot.”

His grip on your wrist tightened, his eyes boring into yours with an intensity that made your breath catch. A manic smile broke on his lips. "You wouldn't dare," he whispered, his voice a mix of challenge and something darker, something that sent a shiver down your spine.

Your finger twitched on the trigger, but you didn’t pull it. He took a step forward, then another, and another, until he had you flush against the wall. His free hand shot over your shoulder, and he leaned close, effectively trapping you in.

“You will listen to me, yoi,” he repeated, his lips brushing yours.

Your heart pounded in your chest, a mix of anger and something you’d never admit to.

Fucking asshole.

The adrenaline still surged through your veins, the proximity, the heat of his body, the intensity in his eyes—it all combined to create a heady, intoxicating tension that made it hard to breathe.

“You think you can intimidate me, first commander?” you whispered, your voice full of insolence. You cocked your head back, looking down at him from your low vantage point. You slid the nozzle of your gun against his neck, across his chest, pointing it at his crotch. “It’s your last warning, pretty bird.”

For a heartbeat, neither of you moved, the air between you charged and electric. Then, with a sudden, desperate urgency, he crashed his lips against yours.

It was a violent collision of emotions, a raw, unfiltered exchange that left you breathless. Marco's lips were demanding, his grip on your wrist unyielding as he poured all his pent-up anger and passion into you. And you responded in kind, matching his intensity with your own, all teeth and tongue, clashing and almost snarling into it.

For a moment, everything else drifted away—the battle, your argument, the constant push and pull between you. Your hand fell to your side, gun forgotten and all that remained was the heat of his body pressed against yours, the taste of his lips, and the desperate need to assert your own power in the midst of his.

But you were nothing if not defiant. With a sharp twist, you broke free of his grip, shoving him back hard enough to make him stumble. Your eyes were blazing as you leveled the gun at him once more, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"Don't think for a second that you can just kiss me to shut me up," you snapped, your voice trembling with fury.

Marco wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving yours. There was a wild, dangerous light in them, a reflection of your own intensity. "And don't think for a second that I won't do it again, yoi," he shot back, his voice low and rough, a deadly promise that shattered the careful balance between the two of you. Slowly he stepped towards you.

Fucking asshole.

You retreated, each step a painful reminder of the battle that had just ensued, leaving smears of blood on the wooden floor that turned into dark smudges on the sterile tiles of the infirmary. Marco's deliberate footsteps echoed behind you as he closed the door, the latch clicking ominously in the small, quiet space.

Locked in a silent standoff, your eyes defiantly held his, the air thick with a volatile mix of anger and desire that pulsed between you. You leaned heavily against the cool surface of a nearby medical cabinet, swallowing hard against the rising tide of pain. The throbbing ache in your wounded leg grew more insistent, a stark contrast to the adrenaline high still coursing through your veins.

Gun held steady, your aim unwavering over his heart, Marco advanced with a dangerous calmness that belied the tension in the room.

“Put the gun down, yoi,” Marco growled, his voice a low, menacing rumble that ignited a primal response deep within you. “I know you won’t shoot.”

Your narrowed gaze bore into his, finger twitching with a tantalizing urge to prove him wrong.

“Not a fucking chance, pretty bird,” you shot back, words edged with defiance. “Not until you fuck off.”

As the barrel of your gun hit his chest, you could see light blue flames grazing his skin.

You scoffed.

Fucking asshole.

He wasn’t taking any chances, huh?

“You won’t shoot, yoi,” he commanded this time. There was an unusual sharpness in his gaze, condescension thick in his tone as he emphasized each word. 

And you hated it.

"You don’t get to order me around." Your finger tensed against the trigger, and as his hand moved to the barrel to push your gun away, you squeezed it.

It all blurred together. Bullets streaked through the air, passing through the haze of blue flames, burying themselves in the wall behind. In a swift motion, he disarmed you, gun falling with a loud clang on the tile. His grip on your wrist was so tight you felt the bruises forming, his other hand tangled in your hair, wrenching you back, your own fingers shooting to his forearm to keep your balance. Your body arched against the cabinet, and he closed in, looming over you, his ragged breaths brushing against your brazen smile.

Fucking asshole.

Your pulse pounded in your ears, drowning out the chaos of your mind as Marco pinned you against the medical cabinet with a ferocity that you didn’t know he possessed. You liked that look in his eyes. Unbridled fury suited him well.

“You fucking shot me, yoi,” he shouted in your face in bewilderment.

“I wish they’d been seastone bullets, you asshole,” you snarled.

He didn’t flinch at the harshness of your tone. Instead his lips curled into a predatory smile. As the shock subsided, amusement and lust swirled and mixed with the anger plaguing his features.

His tongue met your lower lip, then his teeth, taking all the time in the world, relishing the power he held over you in the moment.

His hand in your hair gripped harder, pulling you back further, nails dragging against your scalp. He wasn’t kind and the pain made you gasp, and he didn’t waste the opportunity. Your eyes fluttered close as his lips found yours and his tongue darted in, dominating yours.

The heat of his mouth melded with the anger still simmering beneath your skin, igniting a firestorm of desire that you fought to suppress. But resistance proved futile against the raw intensity of his touch, the taste of him searing into your senses.

Fuck.

Your legs felt weak and not because of the gaping wound on your thigh. The familiar dizziness of lust was starting to overtake the edges of your mind. A muffled groan escaped your throat, half defiance, half surrender as he deepened the kiss, devouring your response with a relentless hunger. His body pressed into yours, every line and angle hard against your own, a testament to the storm of emotions raging between you.

His hand left your wrist, and slid down your side, hairs rising in the trail of his touch. You struggled against the overwhelming pull of him, the magnetic force that drew you closer even as you fought to regain your composure. His fingers found the hem of your shirt, tracing upwards with a deliberate slowness that set your nerves alight.

As his touch grazed the curve of your breast, you let out a low, involuntary moan, the sound mingling with your ragged breaths. Your hands, no longer restrained, buried themselves in his open shirt, nails digging into fabric, pulling him somehow closer still.

He moved your head back, exposing your throat and his lips trailed along your skin. His hand roamed down to your hip, then to the front of your pants, fingers deftly undoing the buttons. He stopped at the lace of your underwear.

"Tell me to stop," he murmured, a plea whispered against your skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. The grip on your hair loosened and you slacked against him slightly. "Tell me to stop, yoi, and I will."

“Oh, fuck you, Marco,” you mewled into him, words muffled as your lips found his again. 

With a growl of approval, he pressed himself closer, his hand slipping past the edge of your underwear. You bucked against his touch, a dangerous need driving you forward.

He took his time, tips of his fingers dragging up your slit, gathering your arousal. He teased and relished the desperation slowly etching on your features.

As you opened your mouth to complain, his fingers found their mark, and you let out a broken cry, the sensation sending shockwaves through you. Marco's touch was skilled, knowing exactly how to unravel you with each deliberate movement.

"Fuck, Marco," you gasped against his lips, your hips moving in time with his rhythm. You felt his fingers enter you, his palm delightfully dragging along your clit. 

Oh gods. You felt your legs start to shake, the sweet promise of rapture so near.

He drank in your whines and mewls, lips moving lazily against yours, his focus entirely on you, fingers working you closer and closer to the edge. His gaze seared in the image of pleasure twisting your features into his mind. So pretty under him. 

The world suddenly ceased to exist, the only reality the heat and intensity of his touch, the way he made you feel alive and on fire all at once. A sharp cry escaped you as you came, leaving you breathless and trembling in his arms.

He quickly turned you around, the edge of the cabinet digging uncomfortably into your abdomen. You dimly heard the rattle of glass bottles and whatever instruments were locked in there, but it didn’t matter. He rolled his hips against yours and you could feel how hard he was against your rear. Suddenly you were ready to go at it again, craving to feel him inside you and you needed it now.

"Fuck me already," you demanded, impatience lacing your voice as you turned to face him. The sight that greeted you made you instantly regret it. His lazy grin of victory made your legs into jelly, and the satisfaction in his eyes ignited a desperate longing within you, making you want to moan his name.

Marco's grin widened, and he leaned closer, his breath hot against your ear. "Always so impatient, yoi,” he murmured, his voice dripping with smug amusement.

You glared at him, trying to maintain your defiance despite the tremor in your legs and the pool of arousal he’d just left in your underwear. "Just shut up and do it already," you snapped, words wavering slightly.

He hummed, considering.

His hand trailed up and down your back, dragging your shirt, fingers brushing over your skin with deliberate slowness. Every touch sent a growing need to your core, heightening your anticipation. You let out a frustrated growl, your body aching for more. "I swear, Marco, if you don't—"

“If I don’t what?” His hands played with the waistband of your pants, still stuck against the curve of your hips.  He let them pool at your feet and as he dragged down your lacy underwear, his lips traveled along your neck. “There’s nothing you can do to me little feather.”

You weren’t aware of when he’d undone his own trousers, but you could feel his tip against your folds, your slick coating his length. Your hand shot to the edge of the cabinet for balance, a shaky moan escaping your lips as he pressed against your clit, against your entrance. Maybe it was the fact that you couldn’t see him, but he felt so big between your thighs and so frustratingly good.

You tried to back into him but he stopped you with a bruising hold on your hip. “Didn’t say ya could do that, did I?” he said as his hand tangled in your hair once again, pushing you forward, lifting your hips until you stood on tippy toes.

“I can do whatever I fuckin—” he started to enter you tortuously slowly. “Ah,” you gasped, he was stretching you so fucking much. “F-fuck.” Your thighs trembled and your knuckles went white as you gripped the edge of the cabinet with all your might. It was so fucking much.

“Ya can take it,” he grunted in your ear the strain of restraint evident in his voice. “Fuck that’s it. Be good for me, yoi.”

Once he was fully sheathed inside you, he stopped, recentering himself.

You could barely hear the soft unsteady laugh that escaped his lips through your own pants. His hand trailed from your ass to the curve of your spine, firing an electric shock to your core and your cunt twitching around him.

“So fucking wet, and warm and tight.” You could feel the satisfaction in his voice. “Who knew you could be so obedient, yoi?” He punctuated his statement with a slap to your ass that sent you positively keening under him.

You felt some of your slick drip down your thigh and your cheeks heated. You ached to feel him move. “Just fuck me already, Marco,” you pleaded.

He leisurely slid out of you, teasingly unhurried and you felt the absence of him, the growing need to feel him fill you again. He let out a low chuckle as he sensed you spasm against his tip, your body telling all you stubbornly kept to yourself, begging for him in your stead.

“Look at you, yoi.” He palmed your ass roughly, making you wait. “You’re dripping to the floor.”

He slowly pushed back in, the friction against your walls making the world around you go blurry. You were grateful for his hold on you as his pace gradually picked up, entirely unable to trust your own legs. You shook beneath him, completely claimed, your moans sticking at the back of your throat, but he still frustratingly teetered right at the edge, never enough to allow your orgasm to build.

“Please, Marco,” you keened, your voice a high pitch cry you didn’t recognize. “More.”

He snapped his hips at your demand, turning his pace hard and brutal and it was suddenly too much. Every drag of his cock made you see stars, shattered your breath. You sobbed out his name in a desperate plea but instead he brought his fingers to your clit.

The moan you let out was obscene, only enhanced by the squelching noises and Marco’s forceful grunts. You were certain that something had broken in the cabinet, the sound of glass loud but it was evident neither of you cared as he somehow increased his pace.

Your body sought to curl upon itself but you were trapped and it was all too much. You were aware he was almost just as close as you, his erratic thrusts and the way he bit into your shoulder clear indicators.

The world seemed to fade around you and you were suddenly lost in the moment. Every sensation was amplified, the intensity of the waves of pleasure washing over you consuming you. As the tension built to a breaking point, you cried out his name, your body trembling with rapture.

Marco followed soon after, his own climax a fierce, shuddering release that left him breathless and spent. He held you close, his forehead resting against the damp skin of your neck, both of you struggling to catch your breath.

"You're infuriating, you know that?" Marco muttered, his voice a mix of exasperation and amusement.

He placed a kiss on your shoulder before backing off. You whined as you felt him pull out, felt his seed along your thigh. Your legs gave out and he quickly pulled you into his arms before you could hit the floor.

“Real infuriating, yoi,” he repeated, bringing you to one of the infirmary beds.

You smiled as he sat you down and as he made to retreat, you dragged him to you by his shirt. "Right back at you, pretty bird," you replied as you kissed him softly.

It was tender this time around and he cupped your cheek, thumb tracing soothing circles.

“Let me clean that for you,” he murmured, eyes looking at the wound on your thigh. “Wouldn’t want it to get infected, yoi.”

Masterlist

[demonshauntingthedoves]

Crime of Passion [kinktober special]

Crime of Passion : A murder committed in the heat of moment without aiming to actually do it. In other words, to kill a partner under a strong emotional impulse during sex.

Summary : They say it's done in the "heat of passion" without a clear intent to truly commit the crime. And you did it too. Only you did strongly intent and prepared to do it.

Pairing : Husband!jungkook x female reader

Genre : Erotica, Eventual Yandere!

Warnings : Sexual and Yandere themes, dom!fc, dom!jk, lot of edgeplay, blowjob, use of aphrodisiacs, penetrative sex, praising kink, spanking, nipple play, infidelity, murder, torture, fc is crazy at the end but smart to (witch laugh).

WordCount : 1980+

With a pop you let go of his dick.You leaned back panting heavily and looked up at Jungkook through your long lashes. You rubbed the corners of your mouth with the back of your gloved hand, wiping the remaining beads of cum you failed to swallow. A sultry grin bloomed on your face as you glided your hands up his thighs again whilst batting your kitten-like-eyes at your husband who was sprawled out on the leather couch. From your bent position, you kissed the way up his knee and thigh and then quickly pecked the swollen head of his cock which still begged for your attention despite receiving full treatment of warm mouth moments ago.

“Don’t tease me! Just get over here and get it done with!" Jungkook hissed at the sensation. His hooded eyes raking your cleavage as your chemise hung low over your chest.

You rolled your eyes but crawled on him and licked a strip up his throat like a starved kitten. He threw his head back and let out a heavy puff of smoke from the thick cigar in his hand. You dragged your wet plump lips over his Adam's apple which bobbed, feeling your hips grind on him.

"Ahh!..Jungkook." You gasped and purred when you felt your core painfully ghosting over his cockhead which was ready to slide in.

“Don’t torture me, Y/n. Just let me in!” He growled lazily and smacked your ass. 

But you wanted to prolong this moment as long as possible. You didn’t take so much effort just to rush everything.You wanted to make it slow and sensual, almost transcendental.

Your barely covered skin glowed in the golden glaze of the scented candles. The low tune of vinile drowned in the melodies of your moans and his groans as you humped on him. You didn't let him enter you. You wanted to edge him. You rolled your ass sexily and bit hard on your lower lip feeling the rough fabric of his trousers; which you had pulled open in haste; scratch your inner thighs due to continuous friction. 

Your hand slid up into his lustrous hair like a quiet snake and pulled his head to dive in a kiss which turned desperate when he leaned in. Loud smooches and smacks echoed in the dimly lit room. He grabbed your lace cladded ass and smacked it, then he dug his fingers through them to reach your core. You gasped and hid your head in the croon of his sweaty neck. You kissed the mole on his honey skin and moaned loudly in his ear when he pinched your labia.  

“Now you see Y/n, hmm? Dont play with me!” His rum-tinged breath send tingles down your ear.  

You sighed and abruptly stood up. His brows furrowed when he didn't feel you doing what he said and opened his hazy eyes wide.You were just standing there with your hands on your hips. He enamored at the glory of you adorned in a deep burgundy coloured lingerie. Your honey skin glimmered through the dark berry chemise as your ears shimmered with the purple diamonds. Your baby hair was tucked out of your lazily tied bun and your round breast heaved up and down. And the gloves, he absolutely loved when you played the princess. Your tiny hands tucked in the velvet gloves. You could kill with that look.

You were a rare jewel, the black rose in the colourful ones. You were a temptress. His temptress.

 “Fuck sweet thing! You look drop dead gorgeous. Gonna kill me?!!” 

 "Hmm, I might be plotting" You playfully muttered.

It was times like this, when he knew you wished to take the lead. He could feel the exhilaration when you had aggressively pulled his collar and pushed him on the couch just to give him the best blowjob of his life. You wanted to have it your way. And he absolutely loved it. He might as well let you.

But not now when you looked like a goddess he wanted to worship. He couldn't keep his hands to himself. He needed to ravage this fierce beauty of yours. So he pulled you by your hips and cupped your chin to slam his hungry mouth to yours. 

His desperate hands traced every curve and crevice of your body.He picked you up and placed you on the bed whilst he undid the buttons of his floral shirt. By that time, you were already on your hands and knees, offering the perfect sight of your perked up ass on the edge of the bed. Like this, he could easily plummet his cock inside you but what is the fun in that.

He'd like to play the edging game as well.

 He harshly tore away the lace near your core and bowed down to latch on your pussy from behind. His fingers dug in your plush skin of your buttcheeks and smacked them while his tongue ravaged your dripping rose. The staccato of your ohs and ahs echoed around the four poster bed as he had your delicacy. 

"You have the sweetest rose I've ever tasted." 

You smirked in satisfaction that the viagra you had slipped in his rum was kicking in. But the moment you started to tremble, he stopped his ministration, only to climb on top of you and remove the rest of lace covering your shining skin. 

You buried your face in the silk sheets when you felt his cockhead nugging at your hole. A pleasure induced moan slipped out of you as he thrusted all the way in one go. The rest of your pleas were muffled as he jackhammered into you. Your body jerked forward with every swift move of his hips pistoning into you.

"So good for me, Y/n, o-oh my goddess!!"

The sheets were wet with amount of your drool leaving your gasping mouth. He was really fucking you good and sexy. You let him take his time, take all the time he had left.

Just when you thought he was about to cum, you crawled away from under him as he grunted loudly. You turned around pushing the hair that stuck your sticky forehead.

 "It's my game. I started it and might as well finish it." You said between your panting.

Your fierce eyes pierced through his blown out once. He surrendered to you.

As you busied yourself to remove his shirt and pants completely. He slapped your pussy out of frustration and pumped his fingers into you out of anticipation.

He bare back hit the mattress as you straddled him. You didn't miss a beat between settling on his erect length and rolling on him tortuously slow. 

"You're going to be the death of me,Y/n"

He growled looking at your naked figure on top of him. You hair messily fell down and draped on your chest.The only chlothing remaining on you were the gloves which rested on his buffed chest for support. You looked so pretty only in them. But he could still fell the edges of your sharp nails through the velvet gloves as you hopped on him. It was then, that you could get your words out.

"O-ohh, am I?!! Tell me you'd die for this pussy?!!" 

You asked him as you slided all your hair back, revealing your nipples to him.

"No question, I'd die for it. For you!!!"

He fingers reached up to touch and twik your nipples. Your breath staggered from the pleasure booster as you began to bounce on his cock. 

"So you'll die for me, right?"

Your hand clutched the thick column of his neck testing his waters. You pressed on his throat firmly as you felt your high approaching.

"Yes - f-fuck-ing -yes!!!" Jungkook stuttered and held your wrist with one hand and pinched your clit with the other.

You moves faltered and became sloppy as you glared at the fucked out face of Jungkook.

"So if you die, you'd be pleased to die with the sight of me on your cock, right? You'd want nobody but me ??!!"

Something flashed in Jungkook's hazy eyes as he grasped your hipbones tightly and titered,

"Ofcourse, sweet thing. Why would I want anybody but you?"

Liar

You tightened your grip on his throat as you rolled your ass on his abdomen.

And on queue, he started to thrust up in you, as if to prove his point or distract you from yours. You gasped in surprise and leaned forward on his chest. It took some more thrust for you to come undone.

You trembling body fell on him. His nose brushed yours, as you both stared in each other's eyes. Weary breaths feathering your faces. Your face softened as you looked at his loved filled eyes. But you could always see through the curtains of feign-what truly hid behind them.

You leaned back and resumed your movements. Your one hand still intact on his neck. You thought and thought twice.

His eyes fluttered to the cinnabar mole on the side of your chin.

Jungkook groaned again close to the edge. You touched the taunting cinnabar mole with the other hand. And smiled at the realisation.

So just because she had the exact same mole as you, he considered fucking her.

She was a washer brought to you. A poor but starry eyed girl. Her coily hair smelled of oakwood and detergents. That was the second thing you had noticed about her. The first thing was her mole which mirrored yours. You had smiled and welcomed her impressed by that only one feature of hers.

You should have known that you wouldn't be the only one to be impressed by that one feature of hers.

Your intuitions were gnawing at you the one time you'd sniffed the scent of oakwood coming from not only his clothes but his skin.

You were suspicious for days until one day you went into his study to offer him tea, only to be greeted by the smell of soaps.

But nothing phased you more than the instance when you caught her sniffing his clothes from the pile in hamper.

It unnerved you -the fact that they were romanticising behind your back but what devastated you was- the fact they thought you were stupid enough to not know and not do anything.

It wasn't much to fault the poor girl, she had her little piece of torture. You only scrubbed her eyes with the detergent and made sure she would never be able to see the morning sun again. She didn't know what were you capable of.

But that couldn't be quite said about your beloved husband. He knew what a fierce woman you were. If one span of your hips could make men fall on your toes, then one snap of your knife could make their heads fall too. And maybe he forget that.

You'd would love to remind him that for once and all.

"Nobody but me. But why do I feel you forgot that for some time now, hmm?"

Jungkook stiffened under you as you gyrated your hips on his. His aroused face turned into one of fright.

"W-what are you talking about Y/n?"

His hand caught yours which was heavily pressing on his pulse.

"So you would love to die with me on your cock, wouldn't you?" You asked him again.

When you looked at him with darkened feline eyes, Jungkook's face fell. He shivered from overstimulation and culpability.

"You said it would be your last wish!!!" Jungkook saw the crazy glint capture your eyes. You weren't playing anymore. This wasn't just a game anymore.

You placed your other hand on his throat and enveloped them tightly in a chockhold. After overcoming from shock and conflict, Jungkook clenched his jaw and tried to swat your hands away but failed due the lack of control he had in the daze of alcohol. His body was going numb. He couldn't even utter a word.

"Then die!!" You shouted at his face.

You pressed your thumb on pulse and strangled him. You chocked him with all your might.

It felt cathartic to punish him for his wrongdoings. He dared to betray you. Only to receive back all your bubbled up wrath and frustration like this.

He tried to undo your hands but nothing could stop you.

You breathe in.

His face went a deep shade of crimson. You could feel the loud throb of his pulse. You were there.

Until you no longer felt his pulse and his face unshed of all colours and went pale. You were done.

You breathe out.

You got up and wrapped yourself in the silk robe. You plopped down on the couch and took a hit from the cigar he threw. You puffed out dancing clouds of smoke looking at your dead husband. You gave him quite a lovely departure in the peach tapestries of silk you specially decorated for this occasion. Quite a heavenly departure for a person who ought to go to hell.

You slid the gloves out your hands and threw them in the fireplace. No one would doubt you now with no fingerprints. And even if anyone did, you'd simply cover it up under the Crime Of Passion.

A/N : Phew! Wanted to write something for this Kinktober and came up with this. I didn't actually select a single kink while writing this. But there's a tiny buffet of some common kinks. This story takes 360° turn from smut to murder.

[dearweirdme]

YALL DONT UNDERSTAND!!!!

So Tae called jk that one time on the show while the latter was eating with jimin, right?? And then you got Tae on the phone asking jungkook (if I'm right ) "Can you ride the motorcycle in the show/there?"

What I assumed at that moment was that Tae was worried. I listened to his tone, like the sudden rise and then jk hanging up and laughing right away!! Like what was the need??

When jungkook hung up, he was almost saying : "Alright that's enough!" And bam! I was thinking about this for days and wondered what things tae said/could've said that will make him hung up on him like this? If anything they'd talk it over text or they'll cut it out.

Yall don't get it and it's making me mad😤😤. Tae was worried a lot about jk going out on his motorcycle and he probably has been telling him this over and over. And jungkook has been reassuring him that it will be alright but tae kept going. So he just-

Hi anon!

Not sure if you ar actually mad, or fake mad 😂. But I agree that Tae seems to be a bit worried about Jk riding a motorbike (can soooo relate.. I have experience with a partner having a motorbike... the internal battle of seeing a loved one doing something they love and something that seems dangerous at times is real...).

It was Jk who facetimed Tae, and Tae immediately focused on him driving a motorbike. I think it being in unfamiliar teritory might have added to his concern (also... minor concern I'd say... which is still concern, but also lets not exagerate). I think during the car ride you can definitely tell Tae has his eyes on Jk behind them a lot.

I don't think they argue about this. I think Tae has his concerns, which imo are valid. I think Jk tells him not to worry, which is also valid.. Jk himself probably knows exactly how safe it is for him to drive.

We worry about those we care about most.

(I think your ask was incomplete?)

[jung-koook]

Sky, I know Jimin and JK are close. But what is this lovesick puppy behavior during every live? It was cute at first, but now it's just confusing. Why does he keep mentioning JM every opportunity he gets? I'm not into shipping, but... Does JK has no pride at all? Why don't we see the same from Jimin?

what will change if jimin mentions jeongguk on his live? what will change in jeongguk mentioning jimin on his live? anything. you know, one of the things that armys need to stop deluding themselves into thinking they know everything about bangtan or everything about their relationship with each other. and even with someone else. jeongguk is having fun on his lives. some armys needs to stop taking everything down a path that has nothing to do with it. like, I see some armys saying that jeongguk is not close to jimin anymore just because he is hanging out more with tae. like???? we know jeongguk go watch a movie with tae because it was public, we know tae and jeongguk mention that they are hanging out because they mentioned it. maybe jeongguk hung out with jimin these past weeks but he just didnt mention it. if they dont talk about it or its not something public we'll never know. do you see what i mean here? we know what they tell us but i promise you this is not even 10% of their life. we know what they share with us but there is no need for them to mention other members all the time because armys want that to happen. like some time ago jin mentioned that they wish happy birthday to each other but when they post about it its because of armys.

can you see how this behavior also affects them? stop analyzing things that dont make sense to analyze, especially when we know that we don't even know half of their personal life. its also this thing of whos close to who and something that changes. if you have a group of old friends you will see that at one time you are hanging out with one person more but the next with someone else in the group but that will not change the way you care about your other friends.

jeongguk watching jimin shows or something and jimin not doing the same to jeongguk doesnt change anything. doesnt mean anything. let them have fun. stop analyzing every second of their lives, please. i promise you. thats not good for you and obviously not for them.

[mrs-monaghan]

i finally connected the dots. if jikook are really fucking 7 days a week then i understand why we never see them for daaaaays when they're together because neither of them can walk properly and their probably both so tired because they got fucked thoroughly lmao i would never been seen either if i was getting fucked properly especially 7 days in a row....also we all know their kinky and into BDSM so i'm like how are they fucking 7 days a week? aren't they TIRED aren't they SORE? but then i started thinking they both have a crazy amount of stamina so i'm not surprised lmao but then i'm also thinking how is jimin taking the jungkonda 7 days in a row???? that thing is HUNG AND LONG AND THICK like if their really doing it 7 days a week i feel bad for jimin because there's no way that man ain't sore like i know jimin is a size king and loves how strong jk is but honestly i see why we NEVER see them when their together cause their fucking ALL the time literally....i'm not surprised but the fact that jk confirmed it is CRAZY sorry for the rant and being nasty but i was just thinking about this and i had to share lmao

Realistically speaking I dont think they do it seven days a week.

This has been sang before many times. Rappers and singers going on about how they fck all day long and sh!t like that. But its just for the music or because it rhymes or whatever.

And technically JK didn't write the song 🙈

Realistically speaking, especially with their packed n heavy schedules i don't think this is accurate. But of course I wouldn't know 🤭🤭 for all we know u could be right 🤷🏽‍♀️

[yuzuyoon]

To me watching the third episode, it looks lik JM babies both JK and Tae but he seems to especially coddle Tae which honestly doesn't make sense to me since Tae is same age as him. Who even cares about the 2 months difference lol but I do think that JMs maturity is at another level. That was always going to be the case anyways since it's been pretty apparent from the beginning but this episode was noticeable too.

I personally don't think Tae and Jk were rude to Jimin. JM knows how to handle them both and if something wasn't working out for him, he would have told them off. He was just feeling motion sickness and needed a rest to gain his power back which he did halfway through the episode.

People need to stop trying to make Jimin look like a damsel in distress. He literally climbed the fucking wall and if those two were pissing him off, he can literally pick them up lol. I think people sometimes forget how strong JM is mentally and physically. Just because he doesn't feel the need to mention his strength doesn't mean he isn't strong.

I do however think JK was pretty rude to Tae. Like I know people excuse that as him being sassy, he is young and all that colourful word but I found it quiet rude. Generally I don't find him rude because I can only imagine how hard it is for them all but he isn't a baby anymore. I didn't find him rude in the USA part because I don't personally think he was rude to JM. He is obviously an awkward kid and trying to fill that silence without JM is hard. JK doesn't have the natural charisma that JM has. Plus they were both unwell so I could understand a bit there. But I thought the attitude towards Tae was a bit harsh and Tae didn't seem to deserve it.

I also think it's okay to call out certain behaviors without attacking the person. I saw shippers make fun of his rudeness saying how he didn't want Tae there. Even if he didn't want him there, he should be showing it in a better way. That's no reason to make someone feel crap. It also doesn't prove anything others than the fact that he can be an ass sometimes which I don't know why anyone would celebrate that about their favourite. This isn't to say I think JK is an asshole. I think he was being a bit of a dick in the episode. But also maybe he just wasn't having a good day.

I saw some people drag Tae for joining but I didn't see JM have any problem. Infact he seemed happy to have him there and he hung out with him a lot. The level of easiness JM has with Tae is quiet nice and that doesn't seem to change overtime. JM treats him like a fucking baby even more than he treats JK. When V is around, JMs attention also seems to go to V.

I also don't understand what people are saying when it comes to their bodies lol. I just saw two skinny dudes whose body I could have lived without seeing lol. I would say the same about it if Jimin was showing his body as well haha.

jimin's a big brother by blood so it doesn't surprise me that he babies his younger non blood related brothers.

i don't think they were necessarily rude but they certainly do not know how to read the room. if jimin wasn't feeling well and was just laying down to try to rest, getting him soaked was not the move. nausea is no joke. i had some trouble with it a month ago and i was nauseous all week but i wasn't sick. it sucks. the last thing i would've wanted was to be sprayed with water guns while trying to rest.

i also personally think ppl are reading too much into the th joining the show thing. it's not like he was one of jimin or jk's friends from outside the group like kai or mingi. jimin and jk could've said no to him coming if they really didn't want him there. they're all friends and they all clearly enjoy their time together, so i dont get the problem. you can be annoyed he's on the show but 🤷‍♀️

i honestly dont get the big deal with seeing them shirtless. there have only been a few instances when i've gotten excited to see jimin's body, and its very rare. it's kinda weird how stans of boy groups have gotten so comfortable expecting their idols to go shirtless or give them an ab flash. like it's not something that's surprising anymore but anticipated. they are not entitled to showing off their bodies, just like how female idols shouldn't be expected to wear incredibly revealing clothing. why has kpop gotten to a place where we value seeing skin over liking the music we listen to?

[gods-graveyard]

SO- Life update (no trigger or even neg, just general shit) because I also use this blog to ramble. My dad retiried from the airforce (whoo) so ive spent like the past 4 days surrounded by no less than 6 people at any given moment.

I have a semi pro camera but found out the hard way my batteries expired when it DIED mid ceremony.

BUT I had some lovely talks with a ton of people and hung out with the neighbor couple and their 4 month old (she got fussy so they had to leave early and I made it my personal mission to set aside some of the cake (vanilla w/ grape jam- honestly 11/10) for them later)

After party had chickfila, I accidently scared a lady so much she threw her wine onto the wall (que like 6 adults + my dad trying to get it off before my step mom noticed, all in good fun though)

I finally managed to escape and my sister congratulated me (My aunt stole my room so im currently banished to the giant beanbag in my sisters since we couldnt find the air mattress) so I basically passed out.

But not before enjoying update texts from the dnd group (since this was legit the first time i missed a session) my other friend played my character and went "I had Kamari call someone an uncivilzed bitch and then you god drunk off your ass and fell asleep in a barrell" which 10/10 charertization.

That passed and I woke up today and basically ended up sleeping 99% of the day away until my aunt was like "Hey you wanna go to H-mart"? which was "Hey can you drive me and your sister to H-mart and I buy you shit"?

We got a shit load of snacks and spent a half hour googling if Takoyaki chips used actual octopus (im allergic) but we came to the conclusion 89% chance they dont, and if they do I can sue (jk).

One of the best parts though where these tiny bean paste cakes with rice paper wrapping that kinda stuck to your teeth. The matcha ones?? 10/10 love them. But I also got some red bean jam ones that had coloful wrapping. They were HORRID. Come to find out they also had a giant warning label for ARSENIC, LEAD, AND FUCKING C A D M I U M.

S O- We threw them away pretty soon after and enjoyed some lychee gummies. Now i'm in my room because I forgot I had a massive forensic science vocab quiz due in two hours (as im writing this) and its the difference between me finishing the class w/ an B or a C (not my best work tbh) ANYWAYS- Thats been my week, also cuz I missed dnd there will be no "Part whatever the fuck" of my marauders quotes, but I did get a few bangers from drunk military guys at the party ill be sure to share once I have more. (Here is the bean paste)

[mariajmajesty]

JK and Jimin are inevitably going to interact again. We will most definitely get evidence at some point in the future that they were as close as ever even during these times when people are swearing up and down that they “don’t hang out that much anymore”

It always happens this way and I don’t know why people keep playing themselves like this when they know that every time people get so adamant that jikook is “distant”, something happens that proves otherwise. Its been happening like this for years and people still won’t learn to stop speaking on jikook when they don’t know shit. And then when it comes out that jk and jm were hanging out and are just as close as they always were, they get mad and pile hate on jimin for god knows what reason, it is a vicious fucking cycle at this point.

I literally don’t even know what they are basing their conclusions on right now, I don’t know why people always reserve this kind of negative energy for jikook. When was the last time we saw jimin and yoongi or jimin and tae hang out outside of work? Yet you never hear anyone jumping to the conclusion that either of these pairings are not close anymore or dont hang out at all. And it’s not even just tkkers now, it’s popular blogs claiming to not be concerned about shipping yet boldly declaring that they are sure jikook don’t hang out anymore. Give me a fucking break.

Why does jikook bother people in this fandom so much? Why do people seem to be so smug and self satisfied when it appears that they are not hanging out as much? It is becoming more and more obvious each and every day how differently jikook is treated by ARMY and fans need to take a good hard look at themselves and figure out why the thought of these two members in particular being close seems to rub them the wrong way. Because I have a lot of reasons why and all of them start with homo and end in phobia.

Sorry for ranting and cussing in your inbox I am just so tired of the way jikook and jikookers are looked upon in this fandom and the amount of reaching and jumping to conclusions that started after jimin’s live kicked my annoyance into high gear. I had to unfollow a jm centered blog I really liked before because they started going off about how they’re sure jikook aren’t close as they were anymore and haven’t hung out in awhile. It is just so disheartening especially when Im over here trying to enjoy jimin month in peace

Jimin telling fans to watch Tae's show after watching it himself, JK telling Jimin to come over for chicken and beer at night, Tae laughing and liking Jimin's post talking about his birthday, Jungkook telling his coach that Jimin will come over when he can, Jimin saying to Tommy that he misses him, JK spending time with Tae's group, JK's coach telling Jimin to come over..Do these people really seem like they are caught in some weird 3 way pit fight stressed and miserable?!

You asked what haters basing their conclusion on? Nothing because they don't know anything and it's the same thing they say all the time only with a different fake narrative. Last year it was "Jikook don't interact on social media like all of them do so it means they aren't close"...until they did and showed them all wrong. The year before that it was "Jikook hang out too much so it means they are fan service and being payed" ...untill they both started to shy away from it while still giving us enough content to see that they are doing damn great and proved them wrong. This time it will be "Jikook only interact on vlives and social media but not in private haha it means they are not close and always were fan service". See how that works? See how the argument is changing according to what suits weirdos at the moment?

No matter what jikook does, public or private, on social media or not, whether they’re a couple or not, their relationship and closeness would always be considered as fan service or be viewd as non authentic or on the verge of a fall out

Some people want them to hate each other so bad and project things they saw in one dynamic to another dynamic just because they think if they say it out loud (and they are loud) it will happen in real life but life doesn't work that way and they are all friends who were always friends and always hung out together when we don't even know about, and about to enlist very soon. And yes, they have their own schedules and responsibilities to juggle with now and people who ignore that need to grow up. If Jimin wants to see Hobi a lot maybe because he's enlisting and Jimin is a sweetheart like that, he can because nobody knows what he does the rest of the time, not to mention they are already at the company at similar times. Nobody knows where JK is right at this moment or what Tae did yesterday. The arguments that starts with 'X are never together' about any relationships in the group are straight up troll tallk because non of us are living in their pockets and these people aren't worth talking to because they forget how daily life looks like and ommitting other parts that happen on purpose. If Tae doesn't mention Jin as much as he used to it means they were fake? If Suga doesn't talk about JK it means they aren't friends? Of course not that's why you don't see anons go around in circles fearing a fall out. If Tae and JK can hang out nowdays even after them talking about having an awkward phase at one point it has to mean that they are in love and will forever be best friends who are the closest of all.

But jikook . .... jikook being cute on February doing late night invites for chicken and boxing practice must mean that on March they fell out and didn't saw each other for months or refuse to hang out in public..sure..make sense lol

Enjoy your Jimin month in peace because these people are not going to go away. They have no sense of shame when they are slapped with reality and won't have any when jikook will interact again. Non of us have a way to determine who is closer to who unless it comes from the guys own mouths, they'll just do what they always do and fold only to come back with a changed narrative or twist their words into something they never said with wrong translations and no critical thinking skills like they did yesterday with Jimin not wanting to share when he saw Jungkook. These people live in constant feeling of dread. Take breaks to avoid the nastiness, come back when you'll feel like it, keep streaming and focus on the good that is all Jimin ❤

[mrspark7777777]

Hmm, I totally agree with your assessment of the new/current Regina George of jikookers (I've been around long enough to see it change many times). But why do you believe that WSJ hung out with J-Hope? That was the most obvious of all her lies, of which there were many. Those of us who have Korean LGBTQIA+ friends were always suspect about WSJ because Koreans are not cool with sharing the amount of info she did.

So how come so many I-army have so much tea on the Tannies? Doesn't most of it come from Kjikookers? Staff members? They are human beings just like u and me. Why wouldn't they tell someone they trust something and tell them to keep it to themselves?

X's man was the Korean not WSJ and they were close so X gave her the tea and she only gave us things that wouldn't get Jikook in trouble. (I hope I'm getting who is who right coz I haven't been to the blog in a while)

I don't agree with you saying Koreans wouldn't divulge. Why not? There are things people know that they never should have had any way of knowing if it weren't for said Koreans spilling. There are literally Kjikookers on twitter who used to discuss what Jikook have been up to on twitter spaces but they stopped because they don't trust I-army anymore. So no, I cannot say I agree with you my dear.

And I dont think she lied about hanging with Hopemin because everything she has ever said checked out or came to be. Like for example the art she said Jikook loved. I found that completely plausible because JK's brother never would have accepted that one Bamily tag without talking to Jikook first and getting the go ahead. That's how I deduced it. I can't think of other moments atm but they seemed to track and to me she had to reason to lie because what did she have to gain?

Imo one half of the haters were just jealous while the other half were skeptics. Which is fine. Its hard to believe something that has no proof but its not like she could give us the proof innit? We can talk about Jikook and analyse them but at the end of the day we still have to protect them.

[222trin]

hello personal online diary!

my ex made me delete the last one but no more. im not deleting this shit for anybody. i love memories and my train of thought.

quick update, well yea tahja and i arent together anymore. a bit sad but honestly i gave my best and i have no regrets. he regrets hurting me and i appreciate that but he said something like " i want you but not rn" and im not feeling that /: also hung out w me while he had a hickey? i didnt really care but like rude? imo. hm i dont know if i can or am willing to wait for someone. idk in my head its like if you want me then come get me? i dont ever want to be a second choice.

frustrating... i know

anyways

right now im on this journey to explore more of myself. might do drugs. might not. the world may never know. i want to dive deeper into my internal being. "why am i such a nurturer." could it be my double pisces cancer rising? could it be because i am mexican? who gives a FUCK . well i do but

fuck i missed this shit. TUMBLR IF U CAN HEAR ME ILY <3 its so nice to vent into the void again...

echHhhooooOoOooOoOoooooo

see no one hears its so nice

anyways yeah femininity and shit

im so proud of myself and how hot ive become

so independent and so loving

despite being hurt.

what a strong ass female. lol i love how this just become a trinity hype page. been exploring my sensuality too! no new kinks :p maybe one of the guys im talking to in LA will teach me something new . lol jk im celibate

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

jokes aside do u think jikook had an actual fallout (platonic or otherwise) because it’s kind of odd that jimin has clearly been keeping him at an arm’s distance AND THATS FRICKIN JIMIN like im sorry but if jimin is keeping u at an arm’s length then u must have fcked up in some way lmao. i just dont see how they would go from hanging out regularly to essentially completely avoiding each other’s existence in a matter of month maybe it’s my conspiracy brain but something def went down behind the scenes

- For the first time in years (since last year actually) i do think its just jm that put a boundary and distance towards jk. So if a pjm jikooker is sad they shouldnt be at all when it's a high probability that jm's the one not wanting to hang out w jk. Considering their past, all the changes that happened in the recent years and all that jm said, I'd say his distance is not without a reason and would still make their past meaningful in relation all that they might've had that many of us used to think.

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Not only about current times, but just in general all these years it has always been Jimin the one making all the difference between jikook being "good" or "bad". Jungkook was awkward, evasive, kinda cold and detached with Jimin for many years and people were always used to it, that was just who Jungkook was. Meanwhile the most minimum change from Jimin's end was usually alarming because Jimin was the opposite, at all times. I mean, it was "I get obsessive when he doesn't answer my phone calls" Jimin vs Jungkook, the one who didn't answer the phone. The difference was always clear to me.

I think it's mutual, tho. It's more noticeable from Jimin's side because of how contrary to the past his predisposition to Jungkook seems to be right now; but from everything we've known recently, where there's Jimin, there's no Jungkook. And where there's Jungkook, there's no Jimin. As I said in a post last week or something, it seems to be deliberate not in a conspiracy theory type of way but in the sense that they don't seem to be even trying to spend time together. The only time it's 100% sure they've hung out, was the couple of times they said all members gathered.

I don't know if a "fallout" in a bad way, but something has definitely changed. Mind you, it changed last year already, at least for me and I've been saying it since probably May 2022, that something was off. Now there's just more proof of that and more people are seeing it. I really don't believe anything terrible happened, tho. I mean, I don't know about anyone else but if I'd broken up with someone I was in love with, I would not be able to watch videos of them without breaking down and crying uncontrollably (been there done that). Yet Jungkook was just laughing while watching Jimin's videos the other day. So it's not like he reacts sadly to Jimin. But still, they don't share their lives the way they used to and it feels deliberate. It feels like this distance is something they want and have probably agreed on months ago.

And no, of course it doesn't change that they were special at some point in the past. BTS were a group, doing group concerts in April 2022 and in June they stopped. It doesn't mean that they were never BTS, their circumstances just changed. The same applies to Jimin and Jungkook.

[awrkive]

Just read the chapter and it hurt so good:((

Let me share some thoughts I have with the class..

I myself have 3 guy best friends two of which track from my childhood. All of my guy friends are currently in relationships with lovely girls and naturally we spend a lot of time together as a group. But lets backtrack a bit to almost a year ago when only 2 of them had gfs (one of which is long distance so she wasn’t present). It was my bday and we hadn’t hung out alone in a while since they got in a relationship so I thought that it was a good chance for us to hang out like old times just the four of us. So when one of them suggested (more like announced) that his gf come with I was a little bummed out. After he realised his “declaration” he then properly asked if she could come with and obviously I could not say no. We ended up having a blast anyway but the thought of not seperating friends with lovers still irks me to this day. And its more so the fact that they hadn’t been together for even half a year at that point. I don’t know if it is just me but I really appreciate it when people put effort into their friendships and its those little moments that count especially to me bc yeah you’re a good boyfriend for prioritising your girl all year round but spend some quality time with your friends too you know? :/ Its been a year now and the amount of times that I hung out with them alone could be counted in one hand, but at this point I’m okay with it since I realised we’re getting older and things are not always going to be the same.

Anyways that rant came bc oc decision to invite mingyu over triggered me a bit. If I wasn’t clear until now the act of that seems foul to me(depending on the circumstances).

Also incase u think im weird; let me add that no I dont only have guy friends but our friend group kind of got split up ever since moving away for uni and I just ended up in the same town as them so their the only best friends I have around. I still am in touch with my girlies and we both try to visit each other as often as we can but you know how things are. Now I’m just yapping anywho I love the chapter thank you for your service 🫡

i get that!!!!! ive also had some experiences tthat mirrors this situation, where some of my taken friends invite their s/os to our friends hang 🥲 and even tho most of the time we end up hving a blast, sometimes it ends up being a disaster 🥲 its lowkey uncomfy, esp when u dont know their partners at all and sometimes i find myself asking why my friend invited them over in the first place and wish they just didnt 😭 you want to be nice to your friends s/os!!! unless theres reason not to be. my take on it is that, if u and ur friends cant say no due to formalities, i think the (taken friend's) partner should be the one to initiate inviting themselves out but thats just my opinion lol

but in the case of tlp, jk, just like u, couldnt say no!! and oc.. well i dont really think she thought well enough about it. shes just so blinded by her infatuation (early stage of relationship jitters and giddiness) that i think she overlooked some boundaries. the rest of the gang discussed it too (the on call room scene). but yeh, everybody makes mistakes, and tlp!oc will soon realize this in part 3, dw

[slaaverin]

Hi! its me the tarot 2021 bluemoonpunch anon, and i wanted to thank you so much for your answer, it does make sense to look at it that way too (or atleast i want it too as well) , and i feel like maybe my perspective of things were a bit skewed and i was seeing them from a a very one dimensional very non personal manner (just like two people a and b) prob bc i also became an army in 2021 july to be exact(- and really i found them in the perfect time) so i also didnt know much about them as well i think, also as a baby army i admit that i cam across way too many weird accounts on twt at that time (not related, but somehow i feel the hate has gone crazier over the past two years esp with the minheejin situation), so i literally had to watch everything originally to form a seperate personal opinion. and i havent really gone back since then. So this was a nice explanation, Thank you for that.

Though if you dont mind me asking (and this is going to sound a bit repetitive, hope you can excuse that) i remember this part (and i dont why it wont leave my head still) where it said that in km relationship that jm viewed jk as a replacement of sorts of his brother (which makes sense, since they are from busan and the age diff is similar) it felt a bit weird to think about their maybe relationship which cld be romantic (or not we dont know). (i know you talked about it briefly) but this just seemed a bit wierd along with the fact that in one of the readings of thier relation it was said that somehow jm wanted to take care of jk so jk was stopping himself from growing up in a way to make a balance. it also said once that thier relationship has a future? of coming together and helping/guiding and then also diverging (For a bit/forever/or may converge again idk , cant remember that line clearly)

Idk if you may even remember this, if you dont Its fine !! , you can skip this ask. Thank you for even reading the word vomit i just put out 😅. But i though to just ask if you might have any thoughts or interpretations about it. (idk but i remember this sort of clearly bc i sort of obsessed over tarot readings for a while 2021 and found bluemoonpunch literally the most chill legit account on tmblr, or atleast one of them) again i am sorry it got so long! thank you again

Hey,

You know I love tarot readings, I am also a reader in my personal life, it's a very useful tool to learn about psychology and energy and to explore the psyche, yet I want to disclaim that readings should really be taken with a grain of salt. To me bluemoonpunch is an immensely talented reader, and I don't doubt that, but even her readings are colored by her own interpretation, a reading can never be 100% accurate. In truth we don't know what the members have in their heads. Could be this, could be that. It's always interesting to try to analyse, but in truth it doesn't mean we really have the answers. So the only thing I would say would be not to get hung up on such tiny details like this. Personally I base my belief over jikook with what we can see with our eyes. Then the readings just sometimes expand a bit with info, but it's just to make us think a bit. I think the thing we need to trust is what jikook are telling themselves first and showing. That's my opinion.

I think that's all I have to say about this!

Take care anon 💜

[wanderrlust0]

okay so i figured out a nickname for my mutual/new friend bc i cant keep calling them that every time. ill call them snow since thats what their name means.

so, me and snow have been texting frequently since hanging out almost a month ago. we’ve had to “reschedule” our next hang out a couple times already bc either one or both of us wouldnt be free. quite recently, theyve been going thru a ruff time bc a guy they were seeing for a few months started seeing someone else.. absolute idiot lol. i reached out to them once i found out and ive never seen snow that vulnerable and upsetD: like yes, we literally are still getting to know each other and everything so i ofc dont know everything about them, and i havent seen all their sides. it still caught me off guard and i felt like i had to say something bc they posted about it on their close friends ig story. so yeah, that happened and we wouldve hung out 3 days ago but they were still taking time to themself and stuff and i was feeling like a homebody so i think maybe this saturday we’ll hang out? oh yeah, but they dm’d me and i had no idea what it could be since we just use imessage to talk now and weve never sent each other ig posts. it ended up being a reel and at the end it was a cat kissing the screen and snow said- me to you since you’ve been my rock in all of this — it was so wholesome my heart literally skipped a beat. like youre so cute!!! that made you think of me and you sent it to mee likee stopp youre so cute. i sound like im crushing but im not.. or maybe i am.. jk. loll. but no, im just enjoying this newfound friendship and i feel like it has the potential to blossom into something nice. ive made so many close friends in my life but never have i made a friend this way. so far tho, its actually been fun and i really am hoping for it to grow and i think snow feels the same way, otherwise they wouldnt be talking to me as much. idk how close we’ll actually get. like maybe we only end up hanging out a few times. maybe we just start talking less. or maybe we keep hanging out and our bond gets stronger. honestly who knows but the one thing that sucks is how far we live from each other. were like 30 min apart which is more than me and my bf and i think me and him are too far apart! anyways, i just wanted to talk about that for a little and where we’re at right now. im about to sleep any minute. i just had my eyes closed lol goodnight