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mv visual analysis and symbolism

Both the king and the peasant have the scar. They are the same person. The scar represents challenges that have left their mark on him. The scar is over his right eye, which indicates that it affects how he sees the world. 

The peasant represents his roots...

“born a slave...”

The king represents his position now as a king in his chosen field. Famous and powerful.

“...but now a king.”

The Yoongi dressed in modern clothes is him - the real him. The true him.

The king character is a threat to his true self; his true self often feels held hostage by - occasionally even blinded by - his fame and persona (represented by the king).

But the true Yoongi is victorious in the end.

HAPPY 8TH ANNIVERSARY!

“We went through a lot since we debuted, and there were people who said that we wouldn’t make it. Thank you for believing in us until the end.” — Kim Namjoon #8YearsWithBTS

HIS PIERCING IS REAL PLEASE 😭

HE’S GORGEOUSSSSS!!!

I’M LOSING MY MIND

Based off the summary, I did not expect this fic to unfold in the way that it did. I was very much not expecting to contemplate and ponder how people- especially rich people I guess- choose who to let into their lives and how they’d go about doing it beyond the superficial association through connection but hey what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon amiright? But both oc and jk were of the same social standing so admittedly my train of thought did branch out there since the fic didn't really even touch upon jealousy or toadyism due to wealth and status. It was more about what oc and jk would let the other stay in their lives as since they were neighbors and so they probably would have had to at least be acquaintances that also happen to know what the other looks like naked. 

oc’s reasoning for not indulging jk’s question of her favorite color made me think, What's wrong with telling him what your favorite color is? It’s a mindless fact. Where is the harm in just saying the name of a color? Sure, okay, maaaaayyyybbbbeeee it’s intimate for a guy you barely reeeaaallllyy know to learn what your favorite color is but you did ask him of the worst (naughtiest) thing he’s ever done and yeah he gave you a filtered answer (because you had basically just met then) but whyyyyyy? “What’s your FaVoRitE cOLoR?” is one of many questions that I asked other kids I met as a child in order to befriend them because what else are you supposed ask? I never really wondered why adults don't do that but now I have one perspective to that question. I guess there’s something about having and keeping a smaller circle of people around you as an adult compared to a child that just makes how much of yourself you show someone else more complicated? feel like a calculated move in a game that will eventually tell you where you stand with them? It’s like there’re more important things to know about someone at the beginning of any kind of relationship other than their favorite color unless you wanna know someone “inside and out” like jk. 

so anyyyywayyyy, high end. young, rich oc and jk doing what young, rich people do while figuring out if they wanna pursue a relationship that's not no-strings-attached. 

thanks for your sharing your work!

high end | jjk

↳ summary: jungkook is a best-selling erotica novelist living in a lavish neighborhood. He spends his days cruising on yachts, tasting the world’s most expensive wines, and fucking bar-staff. But, as soon as you move in next door with your fruity cocktails, tight bikinis, and odd philosophies, his hobbies shift. To put it plainly; you’re sex on legs and he wants to write about you in his upcoming novel. But first, he has to get to know you inside and out. 

↳ genre: smut, fluff, angst (erotica-novelist!jk, architect!reader)

↳ word count: 13,050

↳ warnings: unprotected sex, orgy, semi-public sex, semi-public petting, semi-public fingering, ice play, nipple play, bondage, licking, biting, fingering, drooling, spanking, finger sucking, hair pulling, masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism, use of sex toys, multiple orgasms, pussy eating, dick sucking, throat fucking, crying, gagging, high drug use, drinking, swearing

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Let’s get one thing straightened out; rich people love to do rich people shit. Whether it be deep-throating oysters in the coastal towns of France, raiding designer stores, or pretending to relate to the lower class, they do it and they do it often.

Jeon Jungkook is guilty of most of the above. At 25 years of age, he lives in a multi million-dollar house situated in the privacy and luxury of the Hills. His neighbors live just as lavishly; some actors, some dentists, and some wealthy by marriage. Their problems seem bizarre to the average person, but respectfully, problems are problems. If you’re feeling off about something — even if you’re standing in your ten-acre garden and can’t seem to decide where to build your own personal water park — you still have a problem.

Jungkook has a problem of his own, but we’ll get to that in a moment.

How the fuck did he get so rich and where do I sign up? You might be thinking to yourself. He writes about the intimate and explicit details of sex. Each of his novels revolve around a successful individual dealing with life’s obstacles and ultimately leaving their imprint on the world. The sex scenes are a by-product of the power play. There’s a lot of power in sex, there’s a lot of love in his heart for life and its obstacles, and there’s a lot of money in publishing well-written (debatable), fantasy-driven erotica novels. 

To say he was born with a silver spoon sticking out of both of his ears would be a bit of an overstatement, but not too far from the truth. His parents are the masterminds behind a multi billion-dollar tech company that develops security software. From day one, they drove the tech-fantasy into their sons head, and even though they persuaded him to graduate college with a Bachelor of Advanced Computer Science, things took a different turn once he stepped foot into the real world; he grew a little too cocky with his qualifications, social status, and good looks, and so spent his time entertaining a rowdy bunch of people, partying, having insane amounts of sex, drinking whatever was handed to him, snorting blow off bars, and everything else the champagne life entails.

And then, like most young people, he was inspired by a short-lived summer romance. She was an aspiring solicitor, beautiful, confident, and determined, but her determination made her use people like dental floss. She bat her eyelashes a thousand times, said anything to grow her network, and lied like it was a 9-5 job. But, as much as it hurt him, he never grew to hate her. There was something about her — maybe it was the way she could tame every doubt in his mind, or the way she built herself from the ground up — that made it clear that she knew the world was hers. She was the inspiration behind his first novel. Similar to how musicians write an array of emotional lyrics and dedicate music videos to ex-lovers, he too found a way to tell stories. The difference is that he never writes out of spite. No matter how many chapters of heartbreak he could write, he believes it to be wholly unproductive. He sees the good and the fun in others or he doesn’t see at all.

He knew many fine publishers through his parents, so it wasn’t long before he was an official published author with a new network of literate friends. His novel was a quick success thanks to his advertising team. They worked their ass to the bone to gain a cult following for him. Posters were on bus-stops, library walls, retirement home notice boards, and even on the ‘Do Not Feed the Ducks’ signs at parks. If the ducks and the elderly weren’t already into sexy, but also kind of odd novels, they sure as hell are now.

He was crowned the king of erotica just a week after his first publication.

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