Reported You To The Copyright Section On Weverse For Your Concert Stream, Theyll Be In Touch. I Have

reported you to the copyright section on weverse for your concert stream, they’ll be in touch. i have bills to pay rent to pay food to buy but i do this thing called budgeting to ensure i can pay for bts content legally. and very simply yea if you don’t pay you don’t deserve it. you can’t walk into a shop and think oh i like this dress so i’m going to take it without paying that’s called theft and is illegal. this is the same thing. if you don’t pay you don’t get. why should i spend $80 for 2 concerts and you get them free, no that’s unfair. any real army will pay and if you don’t you don’t deserve the boys, their content or their hard work.

you're so fucking ugly (and i mean this as a person, on the inside. rotten like a fucking apple that's fallen off the tree). like. lmaaaaaaaaaaao i can't even. it's as if you don't have a brain. which is crazy, because you say you have rent to pay and food to buy but i'm pretty sure things without brains don't have responsibilities? y'know? *insert oprah's what is the truth? gif*

anyway. honestly, i don't have to reply to this. i know i probably shouldn't, because this is such a stupid ask it doesn't deserve an answer. but i've got time, babes, so here we go!

firstly, you're a shit army, because what's something that bts has always advocated for? acceptance, community, love. you're going to sit there on your high horse and bitch and complain like "weh weh weh it's not fair that i've got a stick shoved too far up my ass to consider other people's circumstances and have compassion!" get a life, pal. grow a heart. maybe it'll help take the strain off the nonexistent brain you've got.

secondly, you know that yoongi, during a vlive (i think?), searched for a stream for a soccer game, right? as in, an illegal stream? the man who you claim to support so much LITERALLY did what you're shitting on other people for? so do you think he doesn't have a right to watch that, either? that he's an illegal scumbag who doesn't really support korea? or does your asinine viewpoint only apply to fellow army?

lastly, jimin straight up answered an army on weverse telling them the following:

if jimin - and presumably the rest of the boys - don't hold it against their fans for watching content using an alternative method, why the fuck do you care? are you secretly bang pd? do you have some like, idk, dividends we need to know about? it's absolutely insane that you're licking the boots of a fucking entertainment company and coming here, into my inbox, to tear down the people who only want to enjoy content.

as much as we love bts, things are expensive. sorry that people have found a way to stream stuff without having to miss their rent. sorry they've maybe bought merchandise but just didn't have it in their expendable income to also buy tickets to muster. but actually, i'm not sorry at all and neither should any other army be.

anyway, you are an inexplicably sad person. i genuinely hope that you, at some point, can figure out wtf happened to make you this way and move on from it. because god knows you need it. toodles!

ps. reported me to weverse? using what? "hey, big hit. this fanfic author on tumblr streamed to people. can you do something about it?" you sound wack as hell.

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Yoongi, a famous music producer, and y/n, a writer, had been neighbors for a couple of months when Yoonji and her dad moved to the apartment in between the two. Due to some unbelievable coincidences, these two weird, incompatible people were appointed baby Yoonji’s babysitters. What will they do when something happens to Yoonji’s dad and she’s left alone in the world?

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Pairing: Producer!Yoongi x Writer!Reader

Genre: social media AU/Angst/Fluff

Status: Complete

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Did I hear concept night 👀 Ok so... just getting engaged to Jin and throwing a huge party to celebrate. The drinks are flowing, people are dancing, everyone's just having a good time... until some random guy comes over starts flirting. Let's just say Mr. Kim would be very angry and horny

alright i’m technically on vacation right now but i figured i’d slip this into the queue since i finally got a chance to write it……i hope you enjoy <3

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“Excuse me.”

Navigating your way through sweaty bodies and servers balancing trays full of cocktails proved to be harder than you thought it’d be, simply trying to take a load off and have a seat; that is, if you could get to a seat.

Emerging from the dance floor, you finally relaxed back into one of the booths you’d rented for the night, searching the crowd of dancing bodies for your beloved.

It’d already been a few hours of socializing and, honestly, at this point all you wanted was to cuddle up in bed with your new fiancé, Seokjin.

“Having a good time over here?”

Turning your head to the side to see where the foreign voice had come from, you fixated on a guy you’d never seen before standing beside your table, drink in hand as he smiled at you.

“Uh, yeah, I’m having a good time.” You nodded, caught off guard by the man’s sudden approach as you thought you’d be in nobody else’s presence for at least a few minutes.

Figuring he must be an old friend of Seokjin’s, you sat up a bit straighter, returning his kind smile as you looked up at him.

“Well you’re missing all the fun. Jimin’s blackout, you gotta see it.” He chuckled, his words making you exhale a laugh as you shook your head.

“Believe me, I’ve seen that countless times.” You said, reaching over for the flute of alcohol at the end of the table as a man nearly bumped into it in his stupor.

“Oh, let me get that for you.” The man offered, his own hand landing over yours for a moment before you pulled away, letting him steady the glass before sliding it further in the table.

“Thanks.” You said, him nodding in response with a smile as he held his cup up to cheers yours.

“Can I sit? I’ll guard the alcohol.” He added, making you laugh as you gestured for him to take a seat.

You chatted for a bit about only small things really, simply trying to make conversation with one of Seokjin’s old friends. You could definitely see how they got along; they both had the same sense of humor.

“That’s not even good.” You shook your head at another one of his jokes, the man leaning his elbows onto the table to move closer to you.

“You’re trying not to laugh right now, though.” He detected from your features, squinting his eyes at you as you shook your head, denying his claim.

It was then that you heard a call of your name from somewhere to the right of you, glancing over to see Seokjin approaching you with spread arms and a plastered on smile.

One you could see through right away.

“Hi, baby.” He cooed as he landed in the booth, wrapping you up in a hug as he began pressing kisses to your face with obnoxious ‘muah’ noises accompanying each one.

“Hi, Jinnie.” You chuckled, pulling back to study his features.

“Have you had a lot to drink?” You asked of his lovey state, getting only a shrug in response as his eyes followed something behind your back.

Turning your neck, you noticed that the booth was empty besides you two again, the man previously accompanying you now suddenly nowhere to be found.

“Hm, who was that?” Seokjin asked, you furrowing your brows in concern at his question.

“You don’t know him?” You asked, the man shaking his head as his expression mirrored yours.

“Well, I don’t know him either. Why would he come into a reserved spot?” You asked, your fiancé scoffing as he mumbled something under his breath.

“What?” You asked, watching on in confusion as he blew a breath past his lips.

“Probably trying something. I don’t like how close he was to you.” He added, frowning as you raised your eyebrows at his pouty words.

“Seokjin,” you started, “are you jealous of a stranger?” You smiled, the ridiculousness of the situation causing a wider grin to pull at your lips.

“Yah, stop it.” He pushed your hands away when you reached up to pinch at his cheeks, hiding his own smile as you flashed your ring at him.

“Are you really jealous of a stranger?” You asked again, wiggling your fingers to emphasize the diamond he’d given you, the man collecting your hand with a groan as he pulled you into his chest.

“No, I’m not.” He huffed, ending all teasing from you as he crashed his lips to yours, eager and passionate with the way he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

Groping at your thighs, he needily pulled you onto his lap, kicking the table back to make room and making you moan as he rutted his hips up into your core.

“Seokjin, what-”

“Mine. All mine.” He growled, pinching your back to make you gasp so that his tongue could push past your lips.

“S-seokjin, we’re in p-public.” You stuttered out as he thrusted his concealed erection up to your panties beneath your dress, slowly hiking it up your thighs before landing a smack to your butt.

“Hm, guess we should get home, then.”

—suck it up! (m)

⟶ pairing: jeon jungkook x fem!reader

⟶ genre: vampire!jungkook / college au / friends-to-lovers + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 9,784

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: being jungkook’s best friend means you’re used to his strange and chaotic ways but lately he’s been acting a little too strange, like thinking he’s turned into a vampire kind of strange.

⟶ warnings: pretty much a crack fic!!!, dumbass new world vampire jungkook who is completely incompetent as a vampire, general dumbass-to-lovers shenanigans, twilight references, sweet love making, dry humping, jungkook comes in his pants, riding, marking, biting, a brief mention of blood (so blood play?), breast play, fondling, possession kink??, oral sex (f receiving), cum eating, clit play, fingering, missionary, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie

⟶ note: happy halloween!!!👻 to celebrate, here is my fic for the nightmare on tumblr.com collab with the lovelies @underthejoon @bratkook @junghelioseok​ @hobidreams @kpopfanfictrash @suga-kookiemonster !!! pls keep an eye out for their fics when they drop bc it’s going to be fangtastic! this fic was inspired by an old tumblr post i’ve seen but i’ve since lost the link to it! also dedicating this fic to the loml @rockwithwoo​ !! <3

Jungkook’s been acting strange lately.

Then again, Jungkook’s always been strange ━ like the text-you-at-all-hours-of-the day strange, drop by your house unannounced when it’s two in the morning and he’s craving burgers from the diner down the street strange; or send you one of his many unsolicited memes (yes, like quoting dead Vines and dumb Tiktoks and forwarding you horrendous selfies you’ve sent him and snapshots he’s taken of you when you’re least expecting it) from his repertoire at any given moment strange (because he seems to have a meme for every occasion. No, seriously. Like, every occasion).

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size/strength kink with namkook plsss

Jungkook points it out first. “Namjoon, look,” he calls out, patiently waiting for his friend to look over as he creeps up beside you. You’re on your toes, making a desperate reach for the bowl on the highest shelf of the kitchen cabinets, and hardly see the need to pay Jungkook any mind. It isn’t until you feel something broad and hard brush up along your backside, a long-sleeved arm raising up beside yours, that you pause. “Short,” he says. His breath fans along your shoulder, makes every hair of yours stand on end as Jungkook eventually retrieves the bowl with a giggle.

Namjoon chuckles. “Leave __ alone, Kook,” he says, though the laughter that taints his words says otherwise. He joins the two of you in the kitchen then, stands close beside you as if gauging you up himself. There’s a twinkle in his eyes, one that, while maybe not as obvious as Jungkook’s, is just as amused.

You frown. “I am not!” you squawk indignantly, arms assuming a defensive position crossed over your chest. The two share a look, and then promptly dissolve into a fit of laughter. Your cheeks burn.

“You’re short,” Namjoon says eventually, as if that’s any consolation. “So what?”

As if to prove his point, he takes one step closer, until the tip of his slipper bumps against yours, his chest very much in your face. Behind you, Jungkook follows his lead, crowding you into a makeshift people sandwich of sorts. “See?” Jungkook chuckles, his fingertips ghosting along the backs of your arms, over your elbows until they’re wrapping around your forearms, ever so casually guiding your hands upward so that they’re finding their home against Namjoon’s chest. “You’re tiny.”

Namjoon nods. “Tiny,” he repeats, placing his hands against your hips, giving you a tight squeeze that makes your heartbeat falter. Behind you, Jungkook presses in closer, his proximity making your breath hitch for the briefest of moments.

“I- I’m not,” you defend weakly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by these two broad men and the tight fit between them. “You guys are just big.”

One of them laughs, you’re not really sure who. It’s a rather curt sound, more like a snicker. You don’t get to think on it long; Namjoon leans down, knocks his nose against yours. “I am,” he confirms in deeper tone, and the confidence in his smile breaks something within you.

Not one to be left out, Jungkook childishly chimes in, “me too, me too,” leaning over your shoulder until his lips brush along the curve of your ear. And then, in a breathier tone, “really big.”

His boldness astounds you, makes you jerk forward in surprise, knocking against the hard planes of Namjoon’s body instead. Youre not safer here either, not with the man’s pelvis pressing against you, hinting at something that was certainly big beneath the front of his pants. A similar bulge nudges against the curve of your ass. Namjoon smiles, “do you wanna see how big, __?”

jungkook (tummy buldge)

You've noticed that Jungkook tends to stare when he's particularly fixated on something new. It could be a new hobby, something interesting, something odd—anything that caught his eye, he'd just stare.

You're more than accustomed to his strange habits, opting to let him have his way than comment on it. That was your dynamic—friends who respected each other and didn't invalidate any of your likes or quirks. You were comfortable.

But now, Jungkook's staring at you with a gaze heavier than the one's you've grown used to. It sends a wave of heat down your spine, and you have no idea what to make of it.

"Hey," he murmurs, lips brushing against your ear as you peer up at him through your eyelashes with a gulp. "Cute outfit."

You glance down, taking in your rather risqué ensemble and you flush a deep shade of red. Your top generously highlights your proudest feature, your shoulders and the skirt that wraps itself tightly around your waist leaves very little to the imagination when it exposes the top of your thigh with the cheeky slit it comes with.

"Thanks, Kook," you reply shyly.

And then, his hands are on you. His large, strong hands wrap around your waist as your eyes bulge out of your sockets when you stare at him with a panicked gaze.

He was drunk. You think.

"So pretty," he slurs into your ear.

That's the last thing he says before he has your back pressed against a bathroom stall with your eyes rolling back to your head. You don't make an effort to keep your sobs down because you can't. Not when Jungkook's cock is splitting you open, reaching places you didn't know existed.

"O-Oh, fuuuuck," you gasp, fingernails scratching down his back while his devilish smirk pierces your soul.

"Look at you," he laughs, low and darkly before his large palm pressed against your abdomen, forcing your hips back as he drives his thrust with a ferocity that has your legs shaking in return. "Look where my fat cock is, hm?"

You whimper, eyes unconsciously drifting down to see the protruding bulge in your lower abdomen, your pussy involuntarily squeezing around his cock as he grunts into your neck.

"So deep in your guts, pretty," he smirks, "Can you feel me? Hm? Looking so nice and full with my cock deep in you, baby."

"J-Jungkook, s-shit," you cry, "T-Too deep!"

"Really?" he grins manically, wrapping his other hand tighter around your waist until his chest is pressed against yours. His gaze is frenzied when your eyes droop to his expression, and you know you're in trouble when all he does is smile.

You feel his cock nudge your cervix as you fall limp in his grasp, unable to hold yourself up as your body becomes at his disposal; and all Jungkook does is batter your pussy until it's pure squelches, paired with a firm press against your belly.

Jungkook presses a hot kiss to your lips as you're pushed to the edge. "Well, I'm right where I belong, princess."