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halfseoulco · 2 years ago

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The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION — TOMORROW X TOGETHER: A review

Published Monday, February 13th, 2023 — The story of Peter Pan has been a beloved children’s fairy tale for many years and has been told and retold in a plethora of ways—but never quite like this.

Introduction

Big Hit Music, formerly known as Big Hit Entertainment, under HYBE Labels (or HYBE Corporation) has a well-established reputation for storytelling through music. There are entire universes contained in the very fabric of their songs, birthing entire books and Webtoon series (see: BTS’s 花樣年華 The NOTES and 7FATES: CHAKHO; TXT’s THE STAR SEEKERS; and ENHYPEN’s DARK MOON: THE BLOOD ALTAR). Elements of these stories are presented through the artists’ music videos and, when watched in a certain order, help the viewer connect the dots and understand what the music and concepts are trying to convey. Because KPOP is an industry that relies heavily on concepts, continuous storylines are not necessarily common, although some groups may try to tell a story within the frame of one music video or a series of music videos released for a particular album. However, Big Hit Music has, much like with their older labelmates, BTS, given TXT a rich and immersive universe that flows from album to album, spanning the eras in a way that especially showcases the group’s growth and maturity into young men.

A Brief History of TXT’s Discography

When TOMORROW X TOGETHER debuted as a group on March 4th, 2019, the members were still young boys—as the oldest, Yeonjun was still months short of twenty; and Hueningkai, the youngest, was sixteen. They began their journey with a fresh and youthful concept highlighted by bright colors and graphics, debuting with “어느 날 머리에서 뿔이 자랐다 (CROWN)” and “Blue Orangeade”, which presented a strong first impression and helped lay the foundation for their spots as leaders of fourth generation KPOP. Now, coming up on the fourth anniversary of their debut date, they have covered a variety of themes along the vein of growing up—the blissful ignorance of youth, isolation from peers, love and heartbreak—and this latest comeback presents the darker, more seductive side of leaving adolescence behind.

The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION ties back to a similar naming convention for their previous series of albums, the first of which includes their debut release The Dream Chapter: STAR (2019), The Dream Chapter: MAGIC (2019), and The Dream Chapter: ETERNITY (2020); and the second of which includes The Chaos Chapter: FREEZE (2021) and The Chaos Chapter: FIGHT OR ESCAPE (2021). minisode 2: Thursday’s Child (2022)—part of another series that also includes minisode1 : Blue Hour (2020)—laid the groundwork for a seamless transition from the sadness and heartbreak explored in The Chaos Chapter series to whatever the next release would have in store. The title track of Thursday’s Child, “Good Boy Gone Bad”, demonstrated how heartbreak can turn into the kind of anger that changes a person for the worst—into someone who they or those around them can no longer recognize—and 2023 brought to light the next sequence of events for our five Lost Boys.

Teasing The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION

With a title like The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION, there is little room to misunderstand what is about to happen next. Currently at age 23 (Yeonjun), 22 (Soobin), 21 (Beomgyu), 21 (Taehyun), and 20 (Hueningkai), TXT is entering the period of young adulthood, where there are plenty of complex emotions, interesting sensations, and new experiences to be had. In the concept trailer released for TEMPTATION prior to the EP’s drop, the visual imagery immediately reminded fans of Peter Pan, showing the five boys moving through a window into a new world. There is a narrator who makes references to Wendy, Peter, and learning how to fly; and the language used made the concept quite clear and easily established expectations for the direction of the quintet’s next release while also showcasing the group’s dancing. The concept trailer was then followed by a preview of the EP’s tracks, which further reinforced the storyline previously presented. I didn’t need to hear the songs in their full capacity to know that this was a darker, more sensual take on the classic Peter Pan tale—which I will delve into deeper later in this review.

“Sugar Rush Ride” MV

Heading the group’s promotions is the title track “Sugar Rush Ride”. Preceded by two teasers (one | two), the music video takes some of the more traditional elements of Peter Pan’s Neverland and twists them into a Garden of Eden-like setting, enhanced by psychedelic effects meant to mimic ecstasy or euphoria, or the sensations of leaving one’s body. The video begins with the five members waking up on a beach before moving onto different locations, including an open field, an enchanting yet slightly sinister forest, a gorgeous waterfall, a cave full of butterflies, and an opulent setting dressed up by a tree with multicolored foliage. They return to the beach at the end, ready to leave this magical world.

On its own, the visuals tell the story quite well: five boys arrive in Neverland, where they stay and play for a while, seduced by the fantasy it offers. Loss of innocence is an archetype typically associated with growing up; and the temptations of Neverland are too great for them to resist. Furthermore, as many fans took notice, it is the most scantily dressed that Big Hit has allowed them to be since their debut, especially for Hueningkai, who as the youngest has a history of being covered up as much as possible when the older members have been in more revealing attire. All visual aspects of this concept point to a clear maturity that hasn’t really been tapped into prior to TEMPTATION—and the members lean into it quite well.

An Analysis of The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION

The EP, consisting of five songs, flows like a story all on its own and for optimal enjoyment should be listened to in its designated order. The reason why I say that no one has really told the story of Peter Pan like this before reveals itself as soon as the first few notes of the record play—because no one has ever stopped to consider that maybe Peter Pan isn’t the hero—maybe he’s the villain.

TEMPTATION opens with “Devil by the Window”, an English track that refers to Peter Pan as not only the “devil by the window” but also “a wolf in sheep clothes”. In the most popular retelling of the story, Disney’s version, Wendy tells her younger brothers stories about Peter Pan’s adventures and heroic deeds; and getting to fly to Neverland with him is viewed as an amazing opportunity. However, “Devil by the Window” describes Peter Pan as a sinister figure in the night waiting to lure TXT away to Neverland, which is less of a paradise for children and more like an awful ride you can’t get off of. The brunt of the message is contained in the chorus: “I met the devil by the window, traded my life/Temptation touched my tongue, spread the wings of desire/He’s whispering, ‘Give up, don’t you put up a fight’/Said the devil by the window, ‘Dream on, dream on, good night”. In fact, the language of the song paints an image of Peter Pan that is quite similar to the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

The soundscape of “Devil by the Window” creates a richly seductive palette that weaves it way throughout the rest of the record. When paired with the gritty bassline and the breathiness with which the members infused their voices, the lyrics help set the scene for our Korean Lost Boys to make their journey to Neverland. The most interesting part is the end, which is rather abrupt after a tempo change that feels like floating right before a sudden drop, which might be interpreted as an indication that the flight from home to Neverland has ended.

TXT chose to perform “Devil by the Window” alongside “Sugar Rush Ride” during their promotional circuit; and the choreography helps further the storytelling aspect of TEMPTATION in a way that would leave the story slightly lacking if it were to have gone without.

There are certain expectations for title tracks in the KPOP industry and most groups choose to perform their most so-called “fun” or general public-friendly songs. “Sugar Rush Ride” is, in some ways, “Devil by the Window” repackaged as a title track with elements of pop music sprinkled on top to disguise the utter debauchery that it really is—and I really don’t mean that in a negative way. Sonically, the structure of the verses are more pop leaning, while the chorus falls back into a soundscape more similar to its predecessor. It incorporates the same kind of breathy singing, as well as some beautiful falsettos adorned throughout that add a beautiful layer of vocal color to the song. The sighs that punctuate the chorus really add to the seduction that they established in “Devil by the Window” and I am truly so obsessed with the hidden vocals, which create some amazing contrast between them and the members’ voices.

Lyrically, “Sugar Rush Ride” describes an experience of heightened sensation— hence the sugar rush, which feels like a euphemism for substance use, supported by Hueningkai’s lines “You’re so addictive/내 혈관은 (translated: my veins) full of sweets”—although sugar is also used as another name for desire. Now that TXT are in Neverland, Peter Pan is trying to convince them to stay, enticing them with whatever he is giving them to produce the sugar rush. They’re still aware that he can’t be trusted; Taehyun’s lines in the refrain, “꿈에 데려가는/침대맡에 liar”, translate to “the liar at [my] bedside who takes me into [the] dream”*, indicating that they know what he’s trying to do but they’re buying into it anyway. They also continue to refer to him as the devil; and during the post-chorus, which moves at a faster pace established in the second iteration of the chorus, there’s an acknowledgement: “You’re a bad liar/What are you doing to me (what did you do to me), sugar?”* Again, much like the story of the Garden of Eden, having previously not known desire, the Lost Boys are finding that they can’t get enough of it and the sensation is overwhelming.

The Kulture Study by Form of Therapy, my favorite KPOP reaction channel, pointed out in their review of the song that after the sugar rush comes a crash, something that I agree with. Exactly when that crash will come and what shape it will take is still yet to be seen at this point in the album—which brings us to the next track.

“Happy Fools” sits right smack dab in the middle of the EP, a brighter, more carefree song that describes wanting to stay in a state of blissful ignorance in spite of what it would mean for them if they did. Coi Leray’s verse adds a fresh-faced playfulness and an additional layer of “not a care in the world” vibes; and the members settle into their short-lived period of contentment before being forced to face the reality of their situation. You shouldn’t let the sound of the song deceive you; the title and the lyrics make it very clear that they know that they’re on borrowed time.

Tinnitus is a condition in which one may experience a ringing or buzzing noise in one or both ears, whether constantly or intermittently. With that in mind, “돌멩이가 되고 싶어 (Tinnitus (Wanna be a rock))” doesn’t carry the kind of unpleasant quality you might expect based on the title; rather, it is a soft, sensual track that takes influence from Latin beats. It’s definitely a tie with “Farewell, Neverland” for my favorite song on the EP, its dreamy instrumentals and vocal colors making it not so much a dance track as it is a song that gets your body moving. It’s short and sweet but describes both a longing for one to be more than they are and an admission that things didn’t happen the way they wanted them to. The lyrics do mention tinnitus both explicitly and implicitly, sometimes as a “deafening empty sound” or a “daze”—and more than the underlying layer of self-deprecation, it carries a more deeply rooted disillusionment. In other words, the enchantment of Neverland has been broken.

Following that train of thought, TEMPTATION ends with “Farewell, Neverland”. The Korean title is “네버랜드를 떠나며”, which translates more closely to “Leaving Neverland”*. Matching up with the title, the song contains plenty of imagery that ties it to the Peter Pan story, including the lines and words used such as “Boys don’t grow up”, “endless flying”, and “my Peter Pan”. If “Devil by the Window” and “Sugar Rush Ride” are more about Peter Pan himself, “Farewell, Neverland” is, obviously, more about Neverland. They call it a “paradise full of lies” and say that it is “no home”, indicating that whatever they came to Neverland searching for, they didn’t find it; and whatever temptation was presented, it ultimately wasn’t enough to make them stay. However, our Lost Boys speak of Neverland more fondly than they spoke of Peter Pan at the beginning of the EP, calling it “my love”. Paired with the acoustic guitar and Latin-influenced instrumentals similar to “Tinnitus”, it certainly does seem like a rather romantic goodbye, if not a little bittersweet.

Conclusion

The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION is, as TXT’s work always is, a solid album. It presents a new side of the five young men that ties in with them growing up. The KPOP industry is often unkind to older groups, placing more favor with groups that maintain a youthful image; and while TXT are by no means old, their decision to fully delve into the processing of maturing into adulthood so explicitly in their music while also embracing sensuality that very carefully toes the line of propriety is to be respected and commended. As I mentioned previously, the EP tells a story and I would not recommend listening to the songs out of order. Interestingly, it splits quite evenly, with “Devil by the Window” and “Sugar Rush Ride” forming a pair and “돌멩이가 되고 싶어 (Tinnitus)” and “ 네버랜드를 떠나며 (Farewell, Neverland)” forming another with “Happy Fools” bridging the gap between them. Now, having gotten a taste of what an older, more grown up TXT is capable of, I can’t wait to see what they show us next.

Genius Lab USA Rating: We go up like the moon, [...] get it poppin’ like balloons. We gon party every day living like some happy fools doing what we wanna do.

The Name Chapter: TEMPTATION Track List:

Devil by the Window

Sugar Rush Ride

Happy Fools (feat. Coi Leray)

돌멩이가 되고 싶어 (Tinnitus (Wanna be a rock))

네버랜드를 떠나며 (Farewell, Neverland)

*These are my translations.

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byred0s · 2 years ago

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opening sequence

summary: the opening sequence to reki and langa’s breakup. [based on opening sequence by tomorrow by together]

word count: ~2.2k

tags: angst, some fluff

notes: lower case intentional.

this is a one shot, a stand alone to what will be a series based of txt’s album thursday’s child.

both reki and langa are 18 in this. an 18+ version may or may not be coming out. who knows.

oh and this is not proof read.

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it was expected to rain. it had been getting colder as the days went on and got even shorter. reki and langa had been talking less and less to one another, something that, at some point, neither of them wanted. neither of them could have ever expected this outcome.

“i don’t know if i can do this anymore,” reki called out, he didn’t mean to seem harsh but it had just come out that way. the two had been skating around in complete silence for some time before reki spoke. he didn’t know how else to say, he didn’t know how to spare langa’s feelings. this was his pitiful attempt at such.

his words caught langa off guard, causing him to almost fall off his board. he stepped off calmly as he could, trying to keep himself from crying. he didn’t know what reki meant, he didn’t know if he could bring himself to ask.

they had been broken up before but something felt different this time. more disheartening and tragic, even. he didn’t want this to happen but it feels like there’s nothing he can do anymore.

it seemed that reki had caught onto his thoughts because soon after he sighed. it was a heavy, saddened sigh. “i don’t think we’re compatible- i’m sorry, langa,” he spoke to try and clear his statement. langa still didn’t understand, his stomach had dropped and it felt as if his heart did, too. he couldn’t say he didn’t see it coming, they had been avoiding one another for weeks now but he thought he had more time to try and fix it.

there had to be a way to try and reconcile before it was too late, right? … right? shaking his head before breathing in langa all while wiping away tears that fell langa found the courage to speak. “reki, no- we can still try,” he said to reki, who had already been walking away. he turned back, his once warm and lively eyes were devoid of such, langa could tell reki was avoiding his gaze. still. they met eyes, tears pricking at reki’s inner corners. “i have tried,” he stated simply and coldly.

the rain that had been forecasted for weeks finally started pouring down as reki finally walked away from langa. eventually, neither of the two could tell their tears apart from the rain.

fuck that’s so cliche. reki and langa both thought that only happened in movies, but they lived through it.

langa has no idea how long he stayed out there in the rain. eventually, he picked up his board, holding it at his side, as he walked back to his house.

how could this have happened? it seems like just yesterday they were happy just being in each other’s presence. and now it’s been months since they last saw each other, let alone spoken.

recently reki has found himself thinking about langa. all the good times they shared.

“dude you have two left feet,” reki commented between short laughs. the two were in a park, dancing to music playing softly from reki’s phone. langa couldn’t help but laugh, too, he leaned his forehead against reki’s. from there they softly swayed to the song, foreheads pressed against the others, hands intertwined, as they shared soft laughs and little words of love.

as the song faded into the sounds of cicadas and the wind the pair looked up at each other. “i love you,” langa admitted softly. it was the first time he had said it to reki first. “i love you, too,” reki replied as they leaned in for a soft kiss.

at that point, they had graduated for two months and dated for three and a half. they had been spending all of their time together, any chance they got they were side by side.

with all the good there’s always bad. langa doesn’t try and dwell on all the bad, but it always manages to bubble up. he hates it but no matter how hard he tries he thinks back on what he could have said or done to just make things better.

they had been in his apartment this time, his mom was at work leaving the two alone. langa didn’t expect to fight with reki that day, but he sat on the couch listening to reki. “you even accepted the roses he brought you- that was literally him trying to court you,” he spat. somehow adam had been brought up. it was a touchy subject, he tried not to ever bring it up, and he still doesn’t remember how the conversation came to be.

“was i not supposed to?” langa had asked, looking back he felt it was a stupid question to ask, but he didn’t see anything wrong with it then. reki had just rolled his eyes. “so you’re saying you’re gonna accept all the flowers any guy gives you?” he asked.

langa did think about it, but he didn’t take into consideration how the whole situation made reki feel. “yes?” he half-claimed, it was more of a question than a wholehearted fact.

he should have known that response sent a dagger through reki’s heart. at that point he did know of reki’s insecurities, he knew about them but he still didn’t know or understand how to help him. the rest of the day reki was quiet. he only spoke when he needed to, which wasn’t like him at all.

looking back langa realizes just how many chances reki gave him. he didn’t have to ask for them. reki just kept on taking chances on him.

now langa wishes he didn’t get all those chances. he wishes he knew how to help reki from the beginning.

that fight about adam eventually fizzled out. reki was the one to apologize, wrongly so. langa should have been the one to apologize. reki apologized the next night when the two were in bed watching videos online. “hey, i’m sorry for that whole thing about adam- i definitely overreacted,” he mumbled softly. langa accepted the apology and didn’t even offer one back. he didn’t think he had to, now he realizes he should have assured reki that he felt nothing for adam. how he doesn’t feel anything for anyone unless it’s him.

but he didn’t say anything like that. he just accepted reki’s apology and kept quiet.

and that happened again, and again- chance after chance, each one being their “last chance.”

the whole reason reki had broken up with langa was because he felt it would do not just langa better, but himself, too. while reki knows he shouldn’t blame his insecurities on langa he didn’t know what else could have caused them.

from the first day, langa transferred he was the talk of the school. all the girls and some guys were talking about him. a pretty foreigner that just transferred? what wasn’t there to like? after he and langa started hanging out, so many girls approached him, but it was always the same thing. “could you give this to your friend langa?” “can you give me your friend's phone number?” and so on, and so on.

things didn’t get any better at S, either. people only had eyes for langa, or rather, snow. he can’t even blame them for such because of how talented he is. reki knows he doesn’t compare, no matter how hard he tried. he eventually gave up on trying to even come close to langa, he didn’t have much practice- he was just full-on talented, and there is no denying that.

reki felt like he was holding langa back no matter how many times langa assured him that he wasn’t. that he was skating with him to have fun and dating him because he loves him. reki felt like langa could just do better. skate better alongside someone that will challenge him and by default love him better.

so reki did what he felt was best for langa. he broke up with him, a few times, actually- dating him felt like he was constantly bleeding, and he wishes he just knew why he felt like that. knowing that langa was wasting time on him stung.

“langa you can do so much better,” reki tried to reason one night on their way back to langa’s after S. langa had just looked at him with a dejected look on his face. “i don’t want better, i have you, and you’re the best in my eyes,” he explained calmly. all too calmly- reki didn’t know how to feel at that time.

hearing langa tell him he was the best used to give him butterflies but it had just made him nauseous; the thought of keeping him held back and away from all the great things he could achieve if he could just let reki go. the thought was painful, it was a thought he just couldn’t get used to. he hadn’t known langa for long, at that point they had known each other for just over a year. they got so close over that time, maybe they went too fast and got far too attached- and maybe that’s why the thought of being apart and simply not being together was so painful.

reki tried breaking it off a few times, yes, but he was often the one showing up at langa’s door apologizing once again. all those times he did he wished that langa would turn him away just so they could finally break away. just once he wished they didn’t find their way back to each other’s arms and back into their lives.

it’s just that now. he wishes they never broke it off. all the moments they spent together keep replaying in his head over and over again.

langa has found himself rereading their old messages. scrolling all the way to the beginning of their friendship, small messages about school and S, skating videos. he watches the videos they took of each other when he was trying to learn how to do an ollie. all the bruises and scars he got from that don’t matter to him, he’s just happy to hear reki’s voice and laugh. even if it’s just a video. it’s a piece of him he can’t bring himself to let go.

scrolling down further, he starts reading with tears in his eyes as their feelings develop and deepen, how their play flirting turned into long winded strings of praise and affection. he wishes he would have confessed to reki, but he couldn’t bring himself to. but it was obvious from the start that he always loved reki. he can see it now so clearly, he wonders if reki could. he wonders if reki even cares as of now.

even with all the sweet moments he manages to find some of the bitter moments. all the times he gave reki the cold shoulder because they were broken up, all the times reki called him out on something- the times he should have been there for reki. he knows he can’t go back and undo everything, no matter how hard he tries. and he has tried, only to find out reki blocked him.

the last sent message is from reki telling him that he won’t hold him back anymore, that he won’t be in his life anymore. the last text is from langa, a message that never sent, a message he couldn’t get across in time before reki shut him out.

honestly, langa hasn’t felt this depressed since his dad passed away. it’s a different sort of hurt, but he still feels it. he feels like he can’t move on from this.

it feels like time isn’t even moving. days go on for eternity without reki. he finds it’s just easier to look back on their happier moments together than try and live life without him. he knows he knows he can’t live like this forever, and that eventually his memory will fail him. but it’s just easier. it’s easier to hold himself together in this way.

sadly he’s not the only one doing this to cope. so is reki. he doesn’t want to, but he can’t help it. they became each others everything so quickly, and he cut it off so abruptly.

a deep sigh escaped past the two boys. both don’t know the other feels the same. both feel like they’re to blame.

“the blame’s on me,” reki mumbled to himself. he came to realize he should have been more open about how he felt instead of just trying to push langa away. he should have told him why he felt like that and tried to find better and healthier ways to cope. that way he would still have langa in his life.

“it’s all my fault,” langa admitted quietly as can be. it’s too late now, but he knows that reki didn’t mean to push him away. he just didn’t know how to explain his feelings. but then again, neither does langa. he knows how he should have been more open, more willing- but it’s all done. reki’s gone for good it seems.

they promised each other everything. but the tragedy they built together is over. it’s all over.

#sk∞#sk∞ the infinity #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #reki #reki kyan #langa #langa hasegawa #renga #tomorrow x together

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ethereal-engene · 2 years ago

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I posted 2,476 times in 2022

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Radiant Rec List #2

enjoy reading & much love to these people who wrote them <3 This list is for TXT :)

Quick Key: [F] - fluff | [A] - angst | [H] - humor/crack | [S] - suggestive

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❥ ҉ txt babysitting kids with you by @boba-beom | [F]

txt having a partner who is short by @flwrkisses | [F]

txt when they see another member’s photo card in your phone case ! by @gyuuss | [F] + [H]

TXT accidentally forgetting your anniversary by @envirae | [F] + [A]

𝘁𝘅𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 by @yeonieluvs | [F]

TXT + ASKING FOR CUDDLES by @luvrlixie | [F]

txt's reaction to s/o having a nightmare by @lovesick-gyu | [F] + [A]

txt doing a v live with their partner. by @flwrkisses | [F]

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒: TXT by @xysthe | [F]

txt reaction to their s/o being siblings with enhypen ! by @wonwoosh | [F] + [H]

txt & the new year by @sooblvr | [F]

how you celebrate new years with txt by @txtville | [F]

TXT WHEN THEIR IDOL S/O DEBUTS! by @vxzhypen | [F] + [A] + [H]

how you meet (college au) by @lovelysanha | [F]

out of ten by @hyuukais | [H] + [F]

your 1st ‘I love you’ with TXT by @beom1e | [F] + lil bits of [A]

txt reaction to members calling him whipped for you by @txtandroll | [H] + [F]

asking if you can take their last name by @blue-jisungs | [H] + [F]

your relationship with txt as an idol by @iichaeyj [F]

“hide my boyfriend is coming” prank by @istanfluffycontent | [H] + [F]

a thursday’s child (drabble series) by @emeraldenha | mostly [A] + [F]

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hey tayo? but that’s appa!

pairing: ENHYPEN husband!hyung line x fem!reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff, attempted humor, dad au & timeskip au! // warning(s): none

word count: ~1.8k

summary: how I think the hyung line would react to you showing your kid’s (like the kid is yours and his) hey tayo/billy poco

note: finally getting to this one ! had this idea locked away for a good while. enjoy :)

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Radiant Rec List #3

enjoy reading and a very special thank you to the carat writers here on tumblr b/c oh boy y’all’s writing are just as great as our boys <3 please show them so much love and support! bonus, send them an ask/dm appreciating their work!

this list is for svt (seventeen) :)

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My #1 post of 2022

nap time w/ ENHYPEN (hyung line)

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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teaxeee · 1 month ago

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update now I'm addicted to Thursdays child has far to go by txt.

AND I saw ep 1 of jays late night documentary series yesterday. still wondering wtf happened to the last ep (was supposed to be 4, but only 3 are up. its been over a year)

HELP THE ADDICTION IS SO REAL (my current addiction: dear eclipse)

THERE WAS A DOCUMENTARY?! WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN PLZ

#tea's dumb thoughts <3

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kpoplrcfiles · 8 months ago

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[Mini Album] TOMORROW X TOGETHER (투모로우바이투게더) - minisode 3: TOMORROW

Group Tomorrow X Together releases mini-album "minisode 3: TOMORROW," portraying a story of remembering promises and seeking 'you.' Title track 'Deja Vu' showcases their signature emotional sound.

투모로우바이투게더 – minisode 3: TOMORROWRelease Date: 2024.04.01Genre: DanceLanguage: Korean“Even if we part from each other, let’s meet here again.” TXT drops their sixth mini-album minisode 3: TOMORROW! Almost two years after minisode 2: Thursday’s Child, Soo Bin, Yeon Jun, Beom Gyu, Tae Hyun and Huening Kai unfold a new chapter of their minisode music series in the new release. Track List:1. 내일에서…

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#jpop #k-pop #korean #kpop #kpop lrc #kpop lyrics #kpop ost lrc #lrc #lyrics #music #TOMORROW X TOGETHER

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emeraldenha · 2 years ago

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↳ a thursday’s child!txt drabble series ༉‧₊˚.

pairing — ex boyfriend!txt x gn!reader

genre — the five stages of grief, breakup au, lovers to exes, angst

note — each member’s fic will be released from 06/13/22 - 06/17/22 (everyday from monday to friday). comment or send in an ask to be added to the taglist!

CHOI SOOBIN

STAGE 1: denial

“the screen has been played in reverse from the moment we broke up.”

╰┈➤ click here to read!

CHOI YEONJUN

STAGE 2: anger

“i’m like a zombie, dead alive, born on the tomb of love.”

╰┈➤ click here to read!

KANG TAEHYUN

STAGE 3: bargaining

“i can’t be a lover, the charge of the world is a bit too much.”

╰┈➤ click here to read!

HUENING KAI

STAGE 4: depression

“now there’s a mark that has replaced the ring. there’s a tattoo called ‘you’ on my ring finger.”

╰┈➤ click here to read!

CHOI BEOMGYU

STAGE 5: acceptance

“put the tears behind you, walk and face your destiny. the fateful day called thursday’s child makes it possible for me to walk this path again.”

╰┈➤ click here to read!

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tomorrowxtogether · 9 months ago

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TOMORROW X TOGETHER Announces 6th Mini Album: Here’s When ‘TOMORROW’ Arrives

Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai broke the news at their FanLive event in Seoul.

TOMORROW X TOGETHER is looking to the future. The K-pop quintet announced Sunday (March 3) that its sixth mini album, minisode 3: TOMORROW, is coming up fast on the horizon, marking the band’s first release of 2024.

Bandmates Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai broke the news to fans on the second day of their live TXT FANLIVE PRESENT X TOGETHER event in Seoul, which celebrated the fifth anniversary of their 2019 debut as a group. Premiering the EP’s animated logo for the crowd, TXT confirmed that the project will arrive April 1.

The “Sugar Rush Ride” singers went on to share three differently colored variants of TOMORROW‘s cover art on Instagram. Each one features the band’s signature “X” logo adorned with drawings of angel wings, stars and roses.

The boys also appear in individual concept videos teasing the new mini album on Instagram, with Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai each wearing color-changing crowns and posing for the camera as wind blows through their hair. All five of the clips feature a snippet of angelic-sounding music composed of harp and string instruments.

Minisode 3: TOMORROW will serve as TXT’s first release since October’s 10-track album The Name Chapter: FREEFALL, which debuted at No. 3 on the Billboard 200. Based on the title, TOMORROW will become the band’s third installment in its “minisode” series, following 2020’s minisode 1: Blue Hour and 2022’s minisode 2: Thursday’s Child — both of which included five songs.

See examples of the covers and concept videos for minisode 3: TOMORROW, arriving April 1, below.

#txt #tomorrow x together #240304 #article #billboard #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #minisode 3 tomorrow

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writingmochi · 1 year ago

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an honest review of the name chapter: freefall purely from musical observation (not proofread)

opening remarks: okay, so, i decided to make this into a series for all ateez, txt, and enhypen albums cause (1) they're the only groups i really follow and (2) this is a multifan-account for all three groups so why not *eyes* *thumbs up* sorry for the delay (but not though cause i got time to absorb the album.) i did write updates on 4 of the songs and it's decent all that time and now... well i don't wanna spoiler it...

BUT i did write about track sequencing in kpop in relation to this album so i'll actually be doing ALTERNATE TRACKLIST SEQUENCE OF THE ALBUM AT THE END. so stay tuned for that!

concept-wise, i've been hearing chasing that feeling and reading the lyrics to see it be the exact aftermath after they left neverland, of course with the album name freefall being in reference to the song farewell, neverland, so it definitely shown in the concept. i mentioned how grungy it is even referencing the soobin fic as soobin's an alt kid and it definitely makes sense with the whole "fallen from heaven and trying to survive"

let's start!

1.growing pain: growing pains and angsty sound, growing pain is the quintessential rebel angst song. as i mentioned before in my timeline, this is the angrier version of the sound that the chaos chapter cultivates. it's more grungy than pop-punk, even punkier than pop-punk, and might even go into the heavy metal range. and tbh, this IS txt song. no other kpop group can make pop punk/rock THEIR genre (which is followed by woodz's pop-punk album). i can definitely see this being performed in a festival circuit, like lollapalooza (its origin is a rock festival tho). N WHO IS DOING VOCAL FRY? VOCAL FRY PEOPLE REPRESENT. this is kai's song for real. i love a more interpretation of the harder, grittier side of pop-punk than what is usually depicted here in kpop. the guitar power chords make it very tense and the interlude part in the middle is good with a more guitar solo part.

but, in my opinion, the mixing layering sounds so stacked that you can definitely hear which one is midi. not saying that midi doesn't produce a good song, but it definitely will sound grittier if it's played live with live instruments. they play around with some voice inflexions, trying to make it sound "imperfect" but then it doesn't make those inflexions authentic in the long haul. yet, this song definitely makes the mold and *might* be added to my driving playlist (idk which one cause i have to assess it more)

2.chasing the feeling: okay! is this the first time a kpop song doesn't have a pre-chorus? i opened genius to see it being depicted that way. i actually theorize that the start of the "chorus" is the pre-chorus part and when it comes to the chasing the feeling part where the chord change happened, that's the chorus for me. you can definitely interpret it with whatever you like. also, WE GOT A BRIDGE! but at what cost when it's the same as the other verses...

txt, once again, returns to the retro sound. but when blue hour has more influence from funk, chasing the feeling is definitely more early 80s new wave (definitely different than thursday's child when it exudes more mid to late 80s synthpop, which is the pop version of new wave, and a hint of early 90s acoustic there with the guitar strums). i appreciate that they're trying to explore genres in the retro spectrum cause it doesn't always have to be disco or funk, you can get new jack swing like what exid did or big band like what seventeen did.

i like how push and pull this song is. just like what the concept is with them having to chase the feeling to get the satisfaction after turning back from heaven or neverland. but, the push and pull definitely creates a stagnant rhythm and melody that, in bad way can make it boring, but in good way can make you be in a trance. i definitely think that they're playing safe with this track as when the word "chasing the feeling" is utter, that feeling can be viewed in different ways that the music can sonically create. as you know from my affinity to farewell, neverland, i love a hero's journey type of song. this one, for me, definitely is the inciting incident of our heroes as they venture into this new world. that's why, i agree with yerin @/itz-yerin, that this song is a great track to be put on after growing pain. also, i know that they're trying to push this song to be marketed in tiktok as a dance challenge but i think this will succeed more as an edit type of song (like get up by newjeans) cause even i can't imagine how they're doing the choreo to this as i haven't watch the stage (i watched the dance practice vid n the choreo has a bit vogue-ish character to it... interesting...)

also, yall definitely have to watch this song's version with soob, gyu, and hyuka only. like both gyu and soob can definitely get the parts they're singing cause they sound so good + a 3 minute song but at what cost :"")

3.back for more: as i haven't listened to the anitta ver and haven't watched the vma stage before this, this is my introduction to this song. what's with the eq fade-in for the vocal at the intro with soobin ? i think it will be bolder when the voice starts already round rather than a fade-in (like tgif by xg). this is definitely more funk/disco but also has some latin influence (which definitely shows that it is catering towards the usamerican market). lyric-wised, this is not as cringy as other english songs by kpop idols which definitely shows hybe's aspiration to push txt into the western market. i also recognize ryan tedder's voice in there (the composer of the song and vocalist for onerepublic) especially the vocal inflexions at the end of the chorus.

then, i heard the anitta versions of it and i actually liked it better. especially with the performance ver cause it feels more complete like i know it sounds more with the post-choruses and stuff, but it feels like that version was the one intended before it cut a whole 40 seconds of it. wtf why??? idk how it's been going with the general public but i like it

4.dreamer: okay muted guitar and rnb!! that wall of bass that rings in the verse combined with the piano chords gives this song a more intimate feeling. i mentioned in my previous post that this song is kinda like the ballads that bts releases and i will double down on that. i can definitely hear jimin in tyun's voice, taehyung in gyu's voice, and jungkook in yeonjun's voice. idk if this is because of the voice mixing or what but it definitely is more similar to what the mixing in bts' ballad songs is like (it reminds me of rain so much). the singing range here is also crazy from notes in their lower register until it reaches falsetto. tbh, i'm concerned at how high those falsetto are and how much it is used in the song. if they're not in good condition, the falsetto melody can make or break the performance. the studio version helps with the autotune etc but when performing live (unless there are autotune applied to the melody layer along with the vocal), i pray for their throats :")

other than that, it's a slow rnb song that joins txt's rnb roster with 20 cm!

5.deep down: i swear the more i listen to this song, the more neo-like it sound. it definitely sounds atmospherically similar to an nct 127 song, replay (pm 1:27). the sound mixing here is clear enough i can differentiate the voices (i can't find gyu and soob's voices in dreamer). other than it, the ostinato in the chorus in the percussion layers helps drive the song forward. i also hear a lot of beomgyu here which i'm happy with. also, the producer who gives the pre-chorus to soobin, let me hug you cause this song fits his timbre so much. also because this song is under 3 minutes with the 2 verse-chorus format, i think it will sound a bit better with a bridge like i can hear either tyun or kai just lets out a high note in the last chorus.

i just read that the song has some influence from the jersey club genre (known in kpop as the "newjeans" genre especially in their get up ep) and i can definitely hear the influence in the percussion. but idk man, i think kpop is making jersey club too oversaturated for my ear that it's hard for me to enjoy it. but i'm glad that txt is taking their own spin in it!

6.happily ever after: YAY WE GOT HAPPY TXT SONGS!! ever since i see the short with soob with the song, this song definitely caught my attention the most. but even if it is a happy txt song, it's more mellow than what ice cream or roller coaster sounds like. this song is yeonjun's song in the album like, "yes, boy, sing"! gosh i got such a booster with this song (and i swear you're gonna see in my alt tracklist how this song will be). this is also a jersey club song just by hearing the bass drum running in the track so i think that txt is really taking a bite out of newjeans and boynextdoor books in order to adapt their discographies to be more like the current trend. but what i like about this, this song is more of what a jersey club txt song that i was thinking. deep down, for me, is too neo-core for me to consider it a txt song

7.skipping stones: GOD I LOVE THE DISSONANCE!!! i think someone in my timeline mentioned how day6 like this song is and i agree!! i can pinpoint which era of day6 it is lol :D it's the every day6 sound around august-september releases and the dissonance reminds me of you were beautiful in the same series. i can definitely see a video on the it's live channel where they play this song (manifesting cause i wanna hear the authentic dirty guitar filter). also A WHOLE SONG WITH PRE CHORUSES AND BRIDGE AKJFBAKEF I MISS YOU SO MUCH. soobin sounds so nice here and that last chorus transition yes! i will bop my head to this song. also i think all of the txt members are trying emanate lovesong tyun so much (if not everyone, then it's jun) but i can hear how hard yeonjun is trying to hold back and blend in with the song's rock feel.

8.blue spring: oh god kai don't sing like that, you're gonna make me cry! since i've seen this performance live back in august, i could hear the intention of this being played as an encore song. it definitely comes in the same root as our summer with it being nostalgic and melancholic. i wanna say that i'm proud of what beom created cause like, tbh, this song is definitely a beomgyu sound. the mellow band sound.

i also think that because i've seen them perform this live, i like the live version better. the vocal line/layer was too clean for my liking that i can hear which parts were autotuned. i think imperfection was the right factor for me to like it and why the live ver is better than the studio ver.

9.do it like that: i think we know just how catchy this song is. i also seen this live in the concert and it's such a good time. i realized just how clear ryan tedder's voice is here too (but not as clear as back for more). what i wanna complain about is why this can be allowed in the album but not back for more with anitta?? like that is just so consistent unless it's because of business purposes. but back for more was literally one of the singles for this album release so that just rubs me the wrong way. other than that, catchy-ass song and get joe jonas out of my way cause his divorce drama is really tainting him

here it comes!

ALTERNATE TRACKLIST SEQUENCE (based on moods and what makes sense to me)

growing pain

chasing the feeling

skipping stones

dreamer

blue spring

deep down

back for more

do it like that

happily ever after

closing remarks: one word that i'm using to describe this album: safe.

this album feels so safe for me like they are just dipping into new genres but still retracts back in uncertainty with how it will sound. even growing pain, the experimental song of the album with its grittier punk sound of pop-punk, still seems to be safe for my taste. chasing the feeling also feels safe for me like it's like they embrace the retro feel like a pic with filters instead of them wearing a costume (it relates to how alt street fashion relates to new wave song. it's a dissonance for me in that aspect). i think that feeling safe vibe definitely comes because they make a pop song, not a punk song, rnb, new wave, etc. they make pop songs influenced by the other genres and it definitely hinders me from truly being consumed by the album sonically...

i definitely agree with the people that said that this is kai's era, but i wanna argue that this is both kai and beomgyu's era. why? like have you seen the concept photos? that's just beomgyu's style. i know people aren't happy with the amount of distribution for him and soon, but i know that they're still working hard under those circumstances. anf the fact that gyu's song got green-lit to be in an album is definitely a step forward for him. beomgyu also kills it for opening chasing the feeling, like i cannot see any other member that can open the song like him. as i mentioned in with soob, gyu, and kai ver of the title track, they sound good. but, for that, i think it definitely relates more towards the politics in a business and the hierarchy of influence in big hit...

this album is middle in my tierlist cause it just can't break my top 5 man (tdc: eternity, tdc: magic, tcc: fight or escape, tdc: star, and minsode 2) and ALSO, SUCH A MISSED OPPORTUNITY TO NOT MAKE A TDC: ETERNITY LIKE COMEBACK FOR A FRIDAY THE 13TH... IN OCTOBER

final ranking:

9.deep down

8.dreamer

7.do it like that (it got overplayed so i'm tired listening to it)

6.skipping stones

5.back for more

4.happily ever after

3.chasing that feeling

2.growing pain

1.blue spring

gosh, i'm such a debby-downer let's go to the rankings

small conclusion: a 29-minute album with 10 tracks?? is the industry is healing? because we get 6 songs over 3 minutes (one of them is an eng ver, the longest ones are rock-adjacent). but then i got reminded that in rainbows by radiohead is a 10-track album with a length of over than 45 minutes, but it definitely is better than what hybe gave to the others this year (like newjeans ep under 15 minutes, boynextdoor ep with only 3 new tracks, enhypen again with the song without the bridge, fwak me)

also, i now consider my alternate tracklist the canon one!

#ignore the ramble #seriously ignore it if u can’t take people’s opinion and criticism #< my tag for all the reviews lmao

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 3 years ago

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wicked, m | jjk, myg

full title: wicked (good boy gone bad) drabble series; inspired by TXT’s album minisode 2: thursday’s child

pairing(s): jungkook x reader x (plus a lil) yoongi

summary: He used to be a good boy, but now he knew what that really meant – being an obedient, dumb, naïve dog to a liar. Thanks to a combination of sex, chains, and rock-n-roll, that wasn't who he was anymore. Jeon Jungkook has gone bad. Just watch him.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language - if you dislike overabundant swearing, maybe skip this one; D/s threesome smut (fem reader, black leather collars and chain leashes, bondage, hair pulling, cowgirl, choking [note: Yoongi chokes JK and yoonkook choke each other], so much saliva /spitting kink, scratching, m-receiving oral, handjob, doggy); non-idol!AU - sub!Jungkook x goth, dom!reader x sub!Yoongi; Jungkook's POV to Yoongi’s POV

When I heard TXT's 'Good Boy Gone Bad', it immediately reminded me of collared!JK, who suffered a bad breakup, went to a party to snort cocaine, but instead he got fucked by a chick with a single white contact and daddy issues... oop. Yoongi's involved (of course). And they have choked each other before.

anger. the second stage of grief

A hand gripped his chin and shoved it up. Long callused fingers dug into his cheeks as his eyes rolled back, seeing only a blur of black and white. His chest felt like it was clawed open. His skin was covered with layer upon layer of red-hot lines, and those fingernails were digging in again, adding more, more fire, more marks, more pain.

It was too much.

It was just right.

This broken feeling is not too bad.

He tried to move his head and found the other hand grip the back of his skull, clutching a handful of his thick hair. Fingers twisting in between the strands, then curling in and grasping, pulling, ensnaring him with hurt.

“Stay still,” was growled above him, heavy and raspy. Familiar.

I like it.

He gasped and let his tongue hang, moaning as he felt wet muscle stroke his throat, hot lips pressing into his shaking Adam’s apple.

I want this.

“Do you miss the collar, my pet?” the voice in front of him purred, wicked and sweet. The owner of that voice was the cause of the marks he bore now. They were temporary, but the raw feeling was seared into his memory, a feeling for him to savor forever.

Watch me.

Jeon Jungkook opened his eyes, looking up to Min Yoongi, the one whose hands were gripping his head and locking it in place. Those narrowed dark-brown orbs glanced down at him. Cold and cat-like. Around older male’s pale neck was a thick, black leather collar that held a metal silver ring in the center, dangling above the Jungkook’s head. Jungkook’s eyes went to it, staring at the swaying silver catching the light of the bedroom.

Yoongi leaned down.

Let the cold metal touch Jungkook’s sweaty forehead, sending icy shock followed by surging jealousy through his burning veins. The collar ring lightly bounced against his brows in the steady rhythm that was the brutal force of hips smacking into his crotch, slick walls constricting around his rock-hard cock while his arms were bound, his clenched fists pressing to the small of his own back.

Jungkook tried to speak but he couldn’t.

His words were being snuffed out by his own moans.

Yoongi clicked his tongue and lifted his head. He seemed disappointed. Annoyed. The long-sleeved white shirt his hyung was wearing was ripped down the center, the edges jagged and torn, revealing his collarbones and part of the pale chest underneath.

“What good is givin’ you a chance to talk if you don’t take it?” Yoongi scoffed, his Daegu satoori adding a rough depth to his dangerous tone.

The hand on Jungkook’s chin slid down.

Break me more.

Those rough fingertips pressed down on the sides of his neck the same time Yoongi yanked Jungkook’s head up by his hair, forcing him to look forward as his blood began to thin out.

Just break me.

Yoongi choked him as Jungkook stared into the eyes of his favorite kind of pain, the eyes of the woman in black, the eyes that glittered with devious intent, the eyes that didn’t match. One real iris, one fake white iris. A contact lens. She cocked her head. Her clothes were still mostly on while she rolled her hips, thrusting his stiff length inside her tight heat. Nimble pink tongue flickering out, dancing against the side of her lips. Her hands splayed out over his inflamed chest, her pointed black fingernails digging into his pecs.

Fucking him on the black leather bench at the base of her bed like he was a piece of meat, not bothering to give him the grace of expensive sheets and soft mattress under his rigid, straining thighs.

She was grinning.

A little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy.

She slashed down his sides, tearing airless gasp leaking out of his throat that morphed into an obscene moan as her hands hit the bench, the forward position allowing her to put more force in her fucking. Her torn-up band tee hanging down, breasts still covered in a black satin bra underneath, not even giving him a view for his unfocused eyes to lock on, the chain on her skirt jangling, smacking him and her, her juicy thighs squeezing his hard ones.

“Choke him harder, Yoongi,” she hissed, licking her teeth, open-mouthed smirk right in his face.

The pale hand around his neck took more blood away.

He craved the taste of pain and he knew it.

I like this altered face of mine.

Lightheaded and suspended in air, pleasure and pain flaring up his stomach, into his burning lungs, snaking around what was left of his heart that was full of scars from someone else, from another time where Jungkook believed in love, but love only gave him stress and pain, so now he gouged it out with blackout lust.

I like this me.

Higher and higher, less and less air, seconds like hours, ropes cutting into his skin, her slick, sweet-smelling cum dripping down between his tense legs, staring into Yoongi’s dark eyes that only grew darker in the shadows, his hyung bringing his face close to Jungkook’s panting-open mouth, that low whisper a command not to be defied.

“Cum.”

I like being bad.

Yoongi dug his fingers into Jungkook’s hair and pulled back hard.

It all crashed down, choked wail tearing out of him, his back arching to the extreme, stinging hurt from his head shooting down to meet pain crisscrossed over his chest, down to meet searing throbs of ecstasy and tense, straining legs, his hips jerking up strongly and pumping his orgasm out in short fierce jolts, spilling into the condom and deep inside the woman in black.

Airless, bloodless, suspended in pleasure.

For a singular, isolated millisecond, Jeon Jungkook was in heaven.

Kill me, just kill me.

Yoongi released him.

Air punched into his lungs and Jungkook’s head snapped back, pathetic whine mixing with coughing, held up by Yoongi’s hand behind his head, the other now between his shoulder blades, the powerful pulsing of her pussy forcing blinding bliss to interrupt his pain, helplessly falling apart to her grinding hips, her satisfied sigh drifting over him, hot breath against his burning, clawed-up skin. Yoongi pushed Jungkook’s lolling head up since unable to do it himself, panting, struggling to breathe, his limbs like lead from the high of his orgasm, his vision focusing, finding what he was looking for.

Those eyes.

Right iris real, left iris fake white.

She leaned down and licked his heaving chest, leaking saliva all over his marked skin.

Jungkook moaned, leaning into it as Yoongi’s hand moved from his hair and onto his collarbone, sliding down, graceful fingers following the dripping spit, spreading the slippery saliva all over, tongue and touch tracing the red lines and circling his nipples, and Jungkook’s hips thrust up into her even though the condom needed to be replaced, but he didn’t care, he didn’t care anymore, he just didn’t care.

His hyung snickered at his reaction.

“So needy.”

That’s right. I need this.

Up his trembling neck, and then she grabbed his chin and spat into his mouth, slick liquid sliding down his tongue and into his throat, and he greedily swallowed it all with a wanton moan. This was not the future his naïve past self had dreamed of back then. He couldn’t even remember what he wanted. Now? Now he was tattooed, pierced, chained. Tied up, scratched up, all kinds of fucked-up and Jungkook never wanted it to stop, never wanted to be let go, never wanted it to end, his kind of forever now was this kind of never.

He killed him.

The old, good Jungkook killed, replaced by this new, bad him.

“You really have changed, Jeon Jungkook.”

He almost didn’t recognize that voice. That voice used to mean everything to him. Everything. Nervousness and tenderness, heart on his sleeve, precious smiles and laughs, then creeping doubts, uncertain nights, staring at himself, picking at his face, swallowing his heart and wagging his tail for something that was all shattering slowly before him, all make-believe, all in the name of love.

But love was a lie.

Jungkook turned his head slowly, his black hair shrouding part of his vision in this dim nightclub, staring down at the one he used to call love, darling, one and only.

How stupid he was.

I loved that lie.

He tilted his head.

“Who are you?” he said to his ex-girlfriend, hollow and dead.

But not anymore.

She scowled, clad in a tight rose-colored chiffon minidress and dainty nude stilettos, jerking her head up and down at his appearance. Turning up her nose at him. Disapproval all over her delicate, pretty features, tossing her long, curled hair over her shoulder as she took in his distressed black and white wide-striped sweater with zippers at the shoulders, tight black leather pants, and thick-soled, silver-studded boots.

His neck clinked, heavy and weighted by a black leather collar and silver chain leash.

“You look like a dirty, mangy dog,” she spat.

Those words used to hurt him. She would say that when his shirt was untucked or if his jeans were ripped. Little things that did not match up with the heavy disdain in her voice, sending him into a wave of rocketing panic as he immediately tried to correct himself, trying to be the person she wanted instead of himself.

Was I ever myself?

Now, Jungkook found that those words barely stung.

He didn’t have a heart to feel them anymore.

He stuck his hands in his pockets, the chain leash dangling in front of him, leather handle hitting his thigh.

“And you look like the fuckin’ whore you always were,” Jungkook replied, slow and bored.

The old him wouldn’t have said something so cruel. The old him would have cared about her feelings, even though she hurt him countless times, knowing how fragile he was and dropping him over and over, leaving him to pick up the pieces, blaming himself every single time, believing it was him that lacked the understanding, believing that she must be right because she loved him, believing in the lie that was I love you, but there was a lie in believe, and Jungkook knew that now.

Her face contorted, painting dishonest injury over her scorning expression.

“How could you say something like that, Jungkook?” she pleaded, wretched with crocodile tears. “I came all the way to the city to find you and tell you I still love you.”

He had believed it every single time, back then, but that was the past.

“Come home.”

Her pretty hand outstretched, pampered and polished.

“I love you. We can make it right.”

Honeyed words that reeked of sewage.

He raised an eyebrow, narrowing his eyes.

I’m free now.

“Find another dirty, mangy dog to wag their tail at you,” Jungkook growled, the expansion of his neck from his deepening voice hitting the sides of the collar, causing the attached chain to clink and sway by his hips. “You’re uglier than I remember.”

The façade dissipated and she stared at him, enthralled, glassy eyes glittering with grotesque lust.

“I would have kept you if I knew you were going to get hot and sexy,” she breathed. She chuckled, a hideous smirk eating at her face, looking him up and down, unabashed, an object in her eyes. “Who paid for your body tonight? I’ll double it.”

She winked.

“For old time’s sake and charity.”

He let himself feel the anger. Relish in it. Become it. Harness it.

“Even if I was a prostitute,” he snarled, raising his chin. “No amount of money could convince me to touch your parasitic, STI-infested, flat ass.”

He could see the anger was rising now, but she was pushing it down, plastering a fake, sick smile to her face as her shoulders tensed, taking a step towards him, pulling herself to her full height, forcing out pitched laughing to mask her rage at his dismissal. Hilariously, it seemed to be the last adjective that pissed her off the most.

“Come on now, Jungkook,” she cooed, disgusting, prancing her fingers in the air. “Of course, we’re just joking.”

“I’m not joking,” he retorted. “I mean every word.”

Her expression cracked, fury leaking through.

“Tch, I don’t even know why I bother talking to you,” she snapped, clenching her jaw. “You’re thick-skulled and useless. There was never anything good about you except using your dick, and even that I found better replacements. But since you’re so pathetic,” she chuckled darkly, eyeing the hanging leash by his hips. “I don’t need your permission to remind you I’m the best pussy you’ll ever have.”

Her hand shot out.

Jungkook yanked his hands out of his pockets, but he was too late.

Another hand shot between them, snatching the handle of the chain leash next to Jungkook’s crotch. It twisted and slapped the back of his ex’s hand with the leather strap, so hard that the sound cracked through the loud music and drunken conversation.

“Ow!”

The screech of pain was so loud that the club fell silent.

“Get your dirty, mangy hands off my precious pet.”

A gruff growl, the sharpened tone of a predator.

The woman in black.

Leather jacket, too many zippers. Underneath, a bra with a mesh shirt over it. Shockingly short skirt adorned with hanging silver chains. Shredded tights and knee-high boots with a tall platform and high heel, causing her to tower over the other woman. Usually, she had a smirk or a grin. Demonic, but pleasing in its own way.

Not now.

His ex-girlfriend clutched her hand, gawking at the ice-cold gaze of one real iris, one white contact.

“You– You bitch!”

All of a sudden, Jungkook felt his contained irritation morph and burst into white-hot wrath. He did not care much about himself, but to say something so careless… he didn’t care if she was a girl. He didn’t care if he used to say I love you to her. He didn’t care that being the bigger person meant that he should back up and walk away.

Jungkook wanted to ram his knee into his ex-girlfriend’s face until she was completely unrecognizable.

Before he could do so, the woman in black sucked in her cheek with a loud popping sound, head cocked as she scrutinized the other woman. “Yeah, so? I’m a bitch. Congratulations, you got eyes,” she sneered, her voice getting deeper, slipping into her satoori.

His ex-girlfriend snapped her head at him, glaring, but Jungkook could see it in her wide eyes.

Fear.

He felt the anger bleed down, feeling a strange sort of satisfaction at seeing that fear.

“Yah, Jeon Jungkook! What’s this? You need a girl to protect you now because you’re so weak and pathetic? You’re even more pitiful than I thou–”

Another crack blasted through the stilled air of the nightclub.

His ex-girlfriend screamed, cowering back.

The woman in black rolled her eyes. “Wow, what a damn baby. All I did was hit my own hand and you’re the one cryin’ over nothin’,” she mocked, lightly tapping the leather handle in her palm. “Look here, you’re noisy and frankly quite hideous even though your parents worked so hard to make you pretty on the outside,” she grunted, shaking her head. “Guess if you’re full of shit, it comes outta your ass and mouth, huh?”

Jungkook knew he shouldn’t be amused at the dumbstruck look on his ex’s face, but he was already smirking.

“Get out. Your spoiled ass doesn’t belong here,” the woman in black hissed.

Strangely, his ex-girlfriend seemed to compose herself, gritting her teeth and backing up. Straightened her skirt and put on her crocodile sniffles, glaring accusingly, pointing to her now reddened hand. “I’ll have you arrested for assault, you slut!”

With a barking laugh, the woman in black doubled over. “Hahahaha, yeah?” Hands on her chest, pushing the mesh shirt into her cleavage. “But if I’m such a slut, I’ve probably slurped every policeman’s dick in this city. The handcuffs are just a kinky touch now,” she snickered, ticking her head like a curious weasel, vicious grin widening. “Come on, if you have a plan, you have to do better than that.”

But there was something wrong, because the woman in the rose-pink dress was not backing down, deadly glee overtaking her expression.

“Watch–” Jungkook started, but the leash was suddenly dropped.

“You thought I came alone, didn’t you?” his ex-girlfriend sniggered. She waved her hand and several men slipped out of the crowd to stand behind her. Chiseled jaws, one-size-too-small polo shirts, pressed khakis. “As if.”

Man, this girl is fuckin’ stupid.

Jungkook glanced at the woman in black.

She was not afraid.

“Ho.” A low chuckle, looking at each of those pampered faces. “You that good?”

He could see the slow, demonic grin forming on her lips now.

A little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy.

Jungkook didn’t bother to move. There were five guys and his one pathetic ex-girlfriend that was moving behind them, all versus the woman in black who was removing her leather jacket, tossing it behind her. He caught it, carefully folding it in his hands.

One real iris, one white iris, all danger.

Raised her hand, beckoning them forward.

“Come at me,” she growled, low and treacherous. “Bring it on.”

His ex-girlfriend glared at him, grisly triumph twisting her facial features. “Last chance to save your monster girlfriend,” she jeered.

He shrugged, the chain leash swinging. Then he raised his chin, bouncing it once, ticking his head from side to side.

“Hm, maybe look around you first before you do something stupid.”

And now, now they finally looked around, finally realizing the club was dead silent, because every single face was turned towards the outsiders. Leather, vinyl, mesh, too much makeup and too many tattoos, pale faces edged in black, watching, even the bartender clutching a beer bottle and the band on tables, holding their instruments, squinting down at these idiots that thought it was a good idea to harass the Boss, not only the owner of the music studio the band rented, but also a constant financial supporter of the night club they were standing in.

The woman in black looked exasperated, rolling her eyes.

“You serious? Are you gonna let me beat up at least one of them?” She pointed at one of the primly dressed men, waving her finger around. “Come on, his nose already looks broken. If I break it again, insurance will cover it instead of him paying out-of-pocket!”

“Come on, Boss. Your dad is gonna be sad if you get hurt,” the bassist of the band chuckled, jumping down.

“Papa can go cry into his gambling money and nurse his sugar babies,” she growled irritably, taking a step forward. “Fuck ya’ll. Imma get at least one punch in for fun.”

Shing!

She jerked back, the gleam of a silver sword reflecting off her eyes.

“Can’t let you do that,” said a deep, raspy voice.

Her head turned, facing cold, cat-like eyes.

“Yoongi.”

Min Yoongi smirked, open-mouthed and pleased. Tongue between his teeth. Long black hair framing his cheekbones, pale skin glowing in the overhead lights. He purred her name back, tilting the traditional sword to reflect off her full lips.

“Lookin’ kissable tonight, Boss.”

The tips of her cheekbones flushed pink at his hyung’s comment.

There was a flurry of noise and the six outsides took that awkward moment to vacate, pushing through the crowd and out the door. Of course, they did. The whole club was grabbing every blunt weapon available and then some crazy guy shows up with a sword out of all things? Jungkook would have bounced the second they were distracted too.

“I always wanted to do that,” Yoongi chuckled, sheathing the sword.

“What are you?” she cackled, shoving him in the chest playfully, making everyone laugh. “Some kinda historical drama protagonist? You nicked the damn sword behind the bar and started waving it around left and right! What if you lopped off someone’s head?”

Yoongi scoffed, placing the black traditional sword gently onto the bar top where the bartender sighed in relief, shaking his head at them. “Come on. I told you I did some sword dancing at university. I know how to handle a sword. It’s not even sharp.”

She slapped her hand down on Yoongi’s shoulder, turning him around.

“Come here.”

Angling her head, pushing Yoongi against the bar, lips to lips in a fiery kiss, raspy chuckle between them, her body fitting against his, practically bending his back over the bar.

“Aw, Boss, not on the bar! Get outta here with that shit!”

The bartender was shooing them away and she detached from Yoongi’s face, grinning, a little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy, grabbing Yoongi by the collar of his shirt and slipping her hand in the leather strap that Jungkook held out, tightly grasping it, dragging them both along, insane laughter tumbling from her lips.

He thought it would bother him, seeing the one he used to call love.

Strangely, it didn’t.

Probably because he killed that good boy wagging his tail, ditching those hopes that his love could change unfaithful hearts, because the only thing worse than a dumb bitch was the one that believed in her lies.

Jungkook felt the leather collar snap into the sides of his neck and felt himself smile, following the call of the chain.

It felt so good.

It felt so good being bad.

“Tighter.”

Min Yoongi stared into those large, dark brown orbs, glassy and fucked out. Tattooed arm extended, hand turning at his command, winding the silver chain around the leather strap and pulling hard, the sides of the thick black leather collar pressing into Yoongi’s neck.

He mirrored Jeon Jungkook’s movement.

Yoongi watched the younger man’s face shadow with pleasure, the slurping sound under them getting louder, messier. He let his hips roll forward, fuck, the tight wet heat all around him, looking down to watch Jungkook’s cock getting swallowed with some effort. Her hand around the base, rubbing the balls with her slippery palm. Yoongi thrust harder, slightly bent forward from Jungkook’s strong grip, feeling the tendrils of lightheadedness creep up his head, his cock getting even harder, twitching inside her at the anticipation.

Guess there as a reason for the length of these chain leashes after all.

Yoongi lifted his head again, licking his lips, watching Jungkook.

It was such a beautiful, exquisite descent into madness.

He snapped his hand up and Jungkook’s head tipped back, leather collar squeezing the sides of the younger male’s neck, his sweaty black hair flying, wanton moan dripping from his shapely lips, the tiny mole exposed under a trembling mouth. The silver lip ring glinted in the bedroom lights, wayward pink tongue caressing it.

He knows how to look pretty.

Yoongi smirked as Jungkook noticed him watching.

The eye contact was held for way too long but they were also choking each other and fucking the same woman between them, so it was hard to tell how much was too much.

There was a loud slurp and lips smacking against sensitive skin, visible shiver overtaking Jungkook’s broad frame, gasping as she lifted herself, string of spit snapping, halfway crawling up the younger man’s chest, laughing hoarsely.

“You’re gonna make me choke on his dick, Yoongi.”

“Good,” he hissed out, snapping his hips into her soft ass and making it bounce.

He could hear the rapid sound of hand on wet cock, could see it all over Jungkook’s face, overcome by pleasure and pressurized by speed, his head falling back, choking himself more, shoulders and chest flexed from tenseness, struggling to hold his torso up, and it must have been difficult, the pace of that tight and unforgiving hand matching the tight and unforgiving walls that wrapped around him, squeezing his stiff, throbbing length, harder, trying to make her lose grip, but she planted her hand onto that muscular chest and pushed back against Yoongi, forcing him deeper inside.

Fuck.

Jungkook pulled harder.

Fuck!

The younger man’s lips curved into a roguish smirk.

What happened to the good boy?

Yoongi clenched his teeth and yanked hard.

He must have gone bad.

“Cum for me, Jungkook,” Yoongi heard himself whisper, smokey and thin in his ears, using the last of his breath. Those brown eyes widened, surprised to hear it from him and not, well, the one furiously jacking his dick.

Closer.

Yoongi grinned, maybe a little psychotic.

Closer.

There.

“Fuck!”

And he had no idea who said it, him, Jungkook, her, maybe all three, but then it was a mess, white dripping down the back of her hand and splattering onto Jungkook’s lower belly, her pitching forward and clutching the younger man’s shoulder, wildly moaning into his flexed, hard chest, then the sudden clenching pulse around his twitching cock, and he was gone too, strong jolts filling up the condom, bent over her back, the sudden rush of oxygen knocking the wind out of him, his arm going slack, his hand letting go of leather and metal.

He heard Jungkook gasp, his arms giving out and falling onto the bed with a hard fwump!

Her hand on Jungkook’s shoulder immediately slid down onto the bed, her elbow locking, and she held herself up, anchoring Yoongi in place. His chain leash draped over her shoulder, hanging in the air, already released in Jungkook’s euphoria. She laughed huskily, just a touch of deviousness, slowly rubbing her cum-covered hand all over Jungkook’s spent cock.

Whines and whimpers echoed in the room, the younger man squirming under them, but there were no weak pleas, no refusal, no desire to stop, only those glassy brown orbs opening, begging to be broken, more, just break me.

She leaned down, hot breath against Jungkook’s shaking lips.

“Good boy.”

Snickered, sweetly sinister.

“Just kidding.”

Her agile tongue slid out and licked Jungkook’s cheek, making him break out into a mischievous grin.

“You’re not a good boy anymore, thanks to me.”

con't burned

far to go. drabble series

01 opening sequence — myg 03 trust fund baby — ksj 04 lonely boy (the tattoo on my ring finger) — kth, ft pjm 05 thursday’s child has far to go — knj, ft jhs 02 good boy gone bad — jjk, ft myg (collar!AU)

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