Jung Hoseok - Blog Posts

“You know you’re just my type” 🔥🔥🔥

nothing left but a diamond necklace on you girl ✨

The coolest 😌💜💜💜

SO cool

in love indeed 🩷

and we're all in love ♡

My babies 🥹 I miss them so much 😭😭

breathtakingly koobi for julia 💛 (@raplinenthusiasts)

[cr. namuspromised]

You are my sunshine ☀️ Like/repost if you save❤️

it’s what keeps the world spinning, sun rising, water flowing and flowers blooming. possibly the best thing you’ve ever seen, promise.

me @ jimins smile.

happy birthday to the loveliest man with the prettiest smile, we love you park jimin 💘

to the amazing soul who created this gif, you deserve happiness :)

Look at them in baby filter 💜💜💜

The World’s Most Handsome Man global poll and survey which lasted for 5 months organised by Nubia Magazine came to an end on the 30th of September 2021. Kim Taehyung Officially Certified As The World’s Most Handsome Man 2021.

Congratulations, Taehyung! You deserve it.

OMFG😍

Coldplay and Bts! What have you done🥺

Please lemme breathe😌😍😍😍💜💜

Loml! Hobi😍💜💜

hobi + pink for anon

Hello everyone! Nice to meet y'all...This is my new account! I deleted the last one. BTS and ARMY, fighting!😍💜💜💜💜💜

Namjoon was so shy to make a heart plsss😭

Like or reblog if  u save

BTS Lockscreen

Like or reblog if  u save

Bts Shipps Wallpapers

## それは彼女についてです、そしてそれはそれです𝘇𝗭𝘇/★ 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗿𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝘂! ____% ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ <

Ashton Kutcher carried KIM SEOKJIN like a chAMP HECK????

THEIR FITS

THEY HIT THE WOAHHhaiqtetsuqvxhaiaha

no one:

literally not a soul:

my mother:

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

crying a little more than usual at 10 in the morning :P

ITS JIMINS BIRTHDAY YAYYYYYYYYYYYY (i need bts to come back bro i cant do this anymore😣)

Sunshine

(Dad!) JUNG HOSEOK X READER

Just a drabble.

The living room of your small apartment was a radiant summery orange as the sun poked its way up above the clouds. The long windows that looked down upon the cityscape below refracted said light, and prism colors started to dance around the room and bend against the many many picture frames of you and your family with Hoseok. A smiling boy and girl positioned between the two of you in a round frame was the focal point of the mantle piece; the rest of the house being full of sillier photos of the people you'd come to love so much.

Hoseok could be heard from the girl's room, a grumble of complaints coming from the doorframe. Your youngest always hated waking up this early to get ready for school. Hoseok had a way of going about it though, where he would bribe her with the delicious cereal bars so loved oh so much and would promise to make her bacon on Wednesdays since he didn't have to be into the office for another few hours. This was what reluctantly got her out of bed and had her sauntering towards the kitchen without paying attention to the time at all. He would put pigtails in her hair so the whole apartment would smell like the apple detangler that she loved so much. Once she got to school, however, she never wanted to leave. Unlike you, your daughter loved math and science and would spend all her recess time reading books about space under the branches of a nearby tree while the rest of the students played. Hoseok was quite proud to hear how studious she was when the two of you had gone for a parent-teacher conference a couple of weeks prior.

Your boy was now twelve, so he was usually able to get up on his own. He definitely developed his own fashion sense through stealing his parents' clothes, which you found to be quite adorable considering most kids that age usually just go to school in graphic tees. He has dreams of being a fashion designer, so the two of you had gone out and bought many sketchpads and designer books with the models preprinted onto the pages. It was important to both you and Hoseok that your children's interests were never taken for granted, and that you were able to provide support wherever that may be. So when your son came home with painted nails and drawings all over his arms, the two of you knew he would have his mother's creative and artsy side. You loved the varying differences in your children's personalities.

Hoseok then ran into the room holding up your daughter as though she were a fighter plane and made silly noises as he flew her about and into the kitchen, her giggles following shortly after. Your son hustled his way out of the hallway frantically trying to collect his schoolbooks while he rubbed at the eyeliner he put under his eyes. He gave you a look which read "uh can you help?" But with kindness and urgency, as your kids gave you and Hoseok the utmost respect.

It was times like these where you felt the strongest wave of emotion. Mornings with your family were never going to not be important to you; especially after not having that as a child. Suddenly you were back to the dining room from the farmhouse twenty years prior, sitting all alone in the dark and spoon-feeding yourself the stale cereal as you waited for the right time to wake up your siblings and tell them to get ready for the bus. There was a crack in the table, as there were many imperfections in the house, and you would rub your finger over the sharp edge which threatened to leave a mark if you pushed against it too roughly. The wallpaper was falling off the ceiling and you wondered if the house felt the same way you did; pretty on the outside, but deteriorating in regard to the parts the public never saw. It was a burning house and you were burning with it.

You vowed long ago to never let yourself set your new family on fire like your father had.

In a way, it was you rekindling the relationship you had with younger you; a parent sitting at the table with a child who'd presumed she'd been forgotten even though you weren't there physically. She would always feel like someone was watching over her, and you hoped she knew it was herself. You wished you could go back and tell her that the things her father said to her weren't true. That she was worthy of love. That she did belong somewhere. That she wasn't a failure. That she'll make it out of this situation alive and that she'd go through trial and error with people whom she'll love wholeheartedly but will never love her until she gets the family of her dreams with a man who's nothing like the one in her old household.

So when your son came up to you and said "mom, I really really love art," you knew your reply would always be "I'm so proud of you for your drawings, let's hang them up on the fridge" because the man in your house had forgetfully thrown them away amongst his other papers.

When your daughter said she was feeling lonesome, your first reaction would be to console her and tell her that there is so much life to live and there are some parts she'll have to face alone, but never fully. That she'll always kindle people's hearts with her kindness and her love for life, a contrast from the man who told you that it was because you were unlovable.

When your husband made your kids those sandwiches they loved so much and spent a long time cutting them up into stars just to see a smile on their faces, a part of that kindness went to the you who never got it. When your husband insisted on taking trips as a family somewhere where everyone would love and would spend an hour playing with the kids on the playground, the you from before found some happiness. When your son was jamming out to music, Hoseok would be the first to walk into the room and offer to dance with him. When your daughter got older and expressed her concerns with her weight, Hoseok would be the one to hold her and tell her she's beautiful regardless of physical appearance.

When your son goes through his first heartbreak, your husband would be the first to tell him about how he'll love a lot of people in his life and not all of them will be good, but he will be good because he is a lover. When your daughter has her first anxiety attack, your husband will be the first to make her tea and offer the chance to watch a movie which will eventually become her favorite because she associates it with a good memory.

Last night he took a lamp off the living room table and placed it in the middle of the floor. He moved the furniture around to make more space and then emptied out cans of paint into the roller container and painted the living room while dancing with his kids whom you both adored so much.

And when your kids go off to college, Hoseok will be the first one to cry and give a hug and try to convince them to go out to lunch one more time as a family just to spend every moment he has with them before he can't see them everyday. And your son/daughter will smile and say they can't because there's just oh so much to unpack and he'll understand and cry to the songs he remembers playing that night they all danced in the living room together and will set his phone wallpaper to a picture of them.

And even though the kids are still small and the years have yet to go by, there's not a day you regret loving and giving your heart to people. Because even though you gave it out to the wrong person a few times, there was never a time you would say you regretted it because the thing you know best about yourself is your capacity to love. Boundlessly and endlessly.

And Hoseok wasn't there for all of it, but he'd be there for the rest of it and that was good enough for you. Because in a way, he was always there. When you had those nights with your father where you couldn't walk into school the next day without falling asleep. Where home life got so rough you'd find yourself silently crying in the school bathroom. When looking at yourself in the mirror became too difficult of a task so you'd have to shower with the lights off. When everything was too much, but you envisioned having a family of your own one day and someone who'd love you the way you'd loved everyone else. And you got it.

And he was currently feeding your eight year old bacon and looking at you with the most adoration you've ever seen a human being muster.

For once, everything was okay.

✧✧Wandering Eyes✧✧

MIN YOONGI X READER

A night at the frat house leaves you wanting more from the mysterious man who somehow has a way with words. From tequila shooters to shooting stars, Min Yoongi has all the knowledge... and the charm.

⚠️ Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs and alcohol, sexual innuendos, basically anything that you would see at a college frat party ⚠️

The speakers were blaring that all too familiar but never comforting music that you'd grown so used to being in and out of frat parties. Knowing the guys came with its perks; occasional free alcohol and admittance to private parties. However, this Euphoria themed event was not sitting right with you. Sure, you had dressed up with your blue lace romper and glitter under the eyes to match, but you still felt solemn inside. Unfulfilled. Taking another shooter off the counter, you hurriedly downed the taste of tequila and prepared to lose yourself in the music that you didn't listen to.

Reaching the middle of the floor, you bump into someone who had been dancing with their friends. Tall, honey-skinned, and dark hair, his look was complete with his taste of fashion. The shirt he chose to leave whichever dorm he was staying in was very mesh and very see through. His chest has been glitterfied just as everything else at the party and his eyeliner perfectly shaped his almond eyes.

"Hey," he said, voice deep and concerned, "You okay?"

However, the music was still too loud to make out anything this man before you was saying. Everything was starting to become a blur you realized as the alcohol finally hit and made its way through your system, intoxicating your body and your mind. This wasn’t your first drink of the night, that was for sure as you were trying your hardest not to pay attention to the wandering thoughts in the back of your mind. Trauma from your past had started to resurface and it felt as though the night sky fell on your chest, collapsing your lungs between the Earth and infinity. It was all too much for you to handle, a song timed just perfectly in the shower to make you remember those nights spent alone in your room and the smell of your blankets bringing back the nostalgia of it all. Being a freshman was still new and the invigorating feeling of being on your own was something you had grown to love. However, you couldn’t stop your mind from wandering back down the path to the way things used to be and the troubles you had. 

It wasn’t something that could fully be expressed which was the worst part. It was those little things that led to a 10:00pm breakdown, sure, but it would sound unimportant if phrased to someone as you dopped all your feelings. They would see it as nothing more than on overreaction on your part and would shame you for not being stronger in their heads even if they weren’t brave enough to say it out loud. So, the solution to everyone’s problem was for you to leave the uncomfortable dorm you resided in and do what you do best. Cope.

“I’m fine.” You slurred out, still aware of your surroundings although they had taken on a hazier feel. Your limbs started to feel heavy but you continued to lose yourself in the beat of what you assumed was The Spins by Mac Miller. Frat Boy Favorite. 

“Are you sure? You look a little tired.” The guy said, voice laced with concern. It was almost aggravating how eager he was to seem like your Prince Charming.

“I don’t want to sleep with you.” You said bluntly, as you moved away from him, taking another swig of a beer you don’t remember paying for at the bar table. You don’t even like beer. 

The lights started to change color and you assumed that meant Jungkook was messing with the remote again. A tall and somewhat lanky guy, he was one that you didn’t expect to join the frat as quickly as he did. He seemed more like the nerdy gamer type and that’s exactly what he was until he had worn a sweatshirt which read “Take Yo’ Panties Off” and the guys asked him to join the next day. His story of pledging was the funniest to you out of the rest of the guys and he was the newest recruit as well as one other whom you had yet to meet.

The other guys within the frat, Namjoon and Seokjin were the oldest. They were both seniors and had a very particular way of doing things. Namjoon was tough on the other guys as he wanted them to embrace traditional procedures and to respect one another. Seokjin was less traditional and more modern. He knew people didn’t join frats for the brotherhood, they joined to drink and he made sure that fun was always #1 priority of the guys. As one could see, they butted heads quite often but everyone had fun in the end. 

Jimin and Taehyung were Juniors. Jimin was the absolute fuckboy and he prided himself on that fact. Bright pink hair and studded jackets, he drove the girls (and the guys) absolutely wild, each one of their crushes on him somehow continuing to exist knowing they were only a one-night stand. He was seductive with his entrancing eyes and he could persuade any random person off the street into bed with him if he so desired. 

Taehyung wasn’t as crazy as his counterpart, but he was also on the fuckboy scale. Big puppy dog eyes and the sluttiest outfits a man could wear (and he wore them to class, they were not exclusive to parties) he also knew how to use his good looks to his advantage. He and Jimin would write lists for the week to see how many notches they could get under their belt and would compete against each other for the highest. It disgusted you, yes, but they were your friends. 

Hoseok was the happy drunk. The brother that was always at parties to drink and to have the best time imaginable. He was usually the one that worked the DJ and would play his favorite tunes as he stood atop one of the chairs in the corner of the room and pointed at the mob of dancing people below, trying to encourage them to sing along with him. Hobi was your favorite. Definitely. He also gave the best hugs. 

Sitting at the minibar, you toy around with your red solo cup, dragging your finger along the indentations and counting the individual dots. When you lost count, you would start from one again and would quietly scold yourself for not remembering if you were on twenty-eight or twenty-nine. You were thankful that the Euphoria party allowed for you to cry and it would be on theme and not an actual issue. The glitter tears were complimented by wandering eyes and not addressed as a problem to the people who approached you about it.

“I love your makeup.’” Great, another guy who can’t take the hint. The seat next to you filled with an average sized male in a blue button-up and platinum blonde hair. It was definitely dyed but it was a good look for him, you thought. His smile was gummy and sweet and had a summery vibe to it, like it was a smile only few people got to witness at a time and he was sharing it with you, a stranger who was unbeknownst to anything of his lifestyle. His eyes crinkled at the corners and you could see his attempt at guyliner and a little glitter; he was definitely not the experienced with makeup type. He held a Vodka Cranberry in his left hand and a phone in his right with black nails painted so perfectly you could see your reflection in them. Something about him struck you as the type of person who was actually quite interested in what it was you had to say, and not someone who was desperate to get laid this October evening. 

“Thanks, I’m glad I could show off my skills with the same makeup everyone else is wearing.” You said sarcastically, hoping he was the joking type so this upcoming conversation wouldn’t be too painful to have. 

“It definitely looks better on you than it does on me, I think.” He said, asking one of the guys for another beer. Namjoon was on bar duty tonight and he gave you a knowing glance as if to say, “I know this guy is your type, but if something happens let me know.” 

“Nonsense. I like it.” You said, sending Namjoon the “I’m okay” eyes. 

After a couple of moments, it seemed as though your compliment would be the end of the conversation. Blondie had his drink and the music started playing another upbeat tune from Hobi’s interesting collection of songs. The bass could be felt through the floorboards as you stood up to go to dance again. But, as you were about to head out, you were tapped on the shoulder by the boy from before who was now standing up and motioning towards the speakers. 

“My name is Yoongi, by the way. I would love to dance with you if that’s okay?” He phrased it as a question so as not to make you feel cornered into a decision you didn’t want to make. This one was definitely a keeper. 

“(Y/N). Try to keep up.” 

The lights then changed to red and the song’s pace quickened. The dance floor became rabid with Hobi’s choice of playlist and as the tempo became faster, the drinks were downed in the same manner. You were feeling really good now as you let the blackness swallow you whole and allow you to feel free. No worries. No assignments. No drama. Nothing. 

Nothing but you and Yoongi. 

It was almost astonishing how terrible he was at dancing. You weren’t too great yourself, but you were able to sway to some rhythm whereas Yoongi looked like a baby deer caught in the headlights. He gave it his all though and that’s what counted in your mind. Besides, it was kinda cute. 

Your eyes flitted to every area of the room, making sure you were aware of your surroundings in case this conversation went south. Jimin was body rolling next to the same guy who you’d talk to earlier and you figured it would be the better choice for him since you weren’t really interested in one-night stands. Hobi was still dancing and upon noticing your gaze starts to point at you and drunkenly mouth the lyrics to Midnight City by M83. He sent you a smile and crouched down to the table below him, reaching for the infamous Pickle Borg (a pickle jar filled with vodka). Jungkook was over by the beer pong table playing flipcup and trying not to let his bucket hat fall off while he took shot after shot with Seokjin. Namjoon was still at the bar watching over everything but side eyeing the drinks he wasn’t allowed to have being the bartender. Taehyung was probably in the smoke room. 

Just then, Jungkook walked over to the two of you in his drunken state with that stupidly overpriced pink sweatshirt with the panties saying. He had spilled beer all down the front of it and his shoes were sticky with the residue of whatever concoction he had out of the funnel the guys bring out for the newcomers. Seokjin was bringing out said funnel once more which conveniently was a traffic cone they stole off the side of the street. Grimacing, you wondered what the inside of it looked like considering the boys hardly ever cleaned the Frat House. 

Jungkook put his arm around Yoongi and laughed as he stumbled towards the wall, leaning on the platinum-haired boy for support. “You drinking from the funnel, man?” He asked.

“Jungkook,” you said, curious as to why he would offer since you both know the rules, “that’s exclusive to frat members?”

“It is,” Seokjin piped in with the funnel in hand and a bottle of Cracken stuffed in his back jeans pocket, “Yoongi is one of the new recruits.”

And then it hit you as to why he was so nice. Why he hadn’t tried to make a move on you when you were in front of Namjoon. He was friends with the guys. Or would be, anyways.

“Oh.” Was all you said before the funnel was placed above Yoongi’s head while he crouched down to his knees to make it easier for Seokjin to hold it. Jungkook was tasked with pouring since he was too drunk to hold anything and he took the Cracken out from his friend’s back pocket and unscrewed the top off, taking a swig himself before he poured it. He held the side of it with his pinky finger and balanced the glass on his arm as he drank the proper way before he took the rest of it and dumped in into the cone.

Yoongi’s mouth wrapped around the bottom part of the funnel as his adam’s apple bobbed up and down with every swig he took. Even while drinking he looked beautiful and you didn’t know if you thought that because you had a genuine interest in the guy or if it was because you hung out at the frat every night. He didn’t spill a drop as the funnel slowly emptied and before any time had passed, he was up in the air back on his feet with arms outstretched in victory, Jungkook hugging him at his side and laughing with him.

Yoongi stumbled a bit over to you as he leaned and whispered in your ear; alcohol coating his breath and making his words sound sickly sweet. 

“That skill of mine carries over to the bedroom, you know.”

Your knees felt weak as you took in the weight of his words. He winked before turning back to Jungkook who was offering him another shooter. You told yourself that the kind of forgetting you needed to do tonight would be fixed by the alcohol and nothing more; you would not allow yourself to sleep with any guy no matter how drunk you were. But he was really pretty. And he did insinuate romantic attraction first. 

You were eighteen. Who gives a shit anyways?

“Prove it.” You said as you watched him smile, grabbing his wrist and leading him up the dark stairs towards an unoccupied bedroom. 

B T S

Jeon Jungkook:

Roses: Jungkook didn't mean to hurt you but now he finds out it's too late to get you back. Just a small oneshot!

(Romance/Angst)

Min Yoongi:

Wandering Eyes: Frat au with all of the guys but your heart seems to belong to one unsuspecting frat boy in particular.

(Romance/Very slight angst?/Fluffy)

Jung Hoseok:

Sunshine: A morning spent with your family.

All Members:

Headcannon #1: In which you must open up to your boyfriend about the hippity dippity and he's not very helpful

(Romance/ABSOLUTE CRACK)

BTS Reaction to you telling them you're pregnant except it's entirely satirical and there's absolutely no plot

⚠️ Warnings: swearing, mentions of the Devil's Tango ™, and extreme crack. This whole Headcannon is absolutely ridiculous, so I apologize for how wacky it gets as you continue reading ⚠️

Kim Seokjin

You've been trying to tell him all week

But this boy is stubborn as hell and he's been so busy with everything so his time for you has been less and less

Which slightly stresses you out knowing that he would have to be a father soon and he couldn't be out all the time

So you decided on Seokjin's day off that you were going to tell him

You took him to his favorite café in the morning and you bought him a coffee in a pink cup

"Oh! Y/N, this cup is so cute and it's my favorite color, you're such a good little egg"

Seokjin patted your head

Meanwhile you're like wtf did my bf just call me

So that didn't work but then you took him shopping for clothes

And after he bought a sparkly jacket (of course he did, it's Seokjin) he saw you looking over towards a family that was in the same aisle

"Awww Jinnie aren't babies just the cutest?"

"Not really"

W H A T

Y'all go home

You're kinda about to give up

But then

BUT THEN

"Yeah now that I'm thinking about it, that little kid was super cute. I'll bet our baby will be even cuter since their dad will be Worldwide Handsome" ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

YOU ALMOST THROW UP

"JINNIE I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU I'M PREGNANT ALL DAY"

"oh."

Long moment of silence before he speaks again:

"Let's just hope the baby has my face."

"SEOKJIN YOU MOTHERFUC-"

Kim Namjoon

You're riding on the back of his bike because this boy does not know how to drive

And then you remember: oh yeah, I should probably tell him he's gonna be a dad soon

You've known for a week, you just haven't found the right time

So maybe once you get to the picnic spot, everything will work out that way!

You lay down the blanket and bring out the food (You packed a bottle of Champagne for the event)

And just as Namjoon finished taking a bite of his sandwich you said "Joonie, how would you like to be a dad?"

He choked

And choked some more

Like his face is turning purple

"OH MY GOD JOON ARE YOU DYING?"

You call an ambulance and someone performs CPR, successfully removing the pickle stuck in your boyfriend's throat

And they wrapped him in a blanket

Amongst all the craziness he finally musters out a "I'm gonna be a dad?"

"Yes Joonie"

"They gave me a shock blanket, I'm in shock"

"Yes Joonie"

"I'm gonna be a good dad"

You're gonna end up having to parent two children

Min Yoongi

You and Yoongi have always been open about everything

You both prided yourselves on never keeping any secrets because you both knew good relationships allowed for conversation

Well..... This was a bit different

You just found out you were pregnant

And now you had to tell him

But you just couldn't

Every time you saw him and said today is the day, it never ended up being the day

But you had just gone out for a date to a karaoke place and Yoongi was having a blast

Singing, dancing, you name it the kid was having a great time

So you decided now was the time

And you wanted to do a sappy duet and tell him as the song ended

But uh

Yoongi decided you were gonna sing Industry Baby by Lil Nas X

You were trying your hardest to keep up, but Yoongi was already on the floor twerking and there was nothing you could do

"Yoongles I'm having a baby!"

"Yeah I love this song!"

"No, not an Industry Baby I'm talking about your child!"

"Technically my child would be one of the industry since I'm a Kpop star!"

More twerking

"YOONGI YOU'RE GONNA BE A DAD"

Twerking pauses

"A what now?"

Jung Hoseok

So. Y'all were not planning on having a kid

It just uh happened due to y'alls bedroom interests (keeping it PG-13 here)

And so when you were getting out of the bath and you saw your stomach looking extra bloated than usual you decided to take a test because why not?

And you screamed because there was no way in hell you were gonna allow something like the Alien movies to happen to you

You didn't even waste any time telling your boyfriend, who was currently sipping a Piña Colada on the couch

"Wassup babe?"

"I'M GONNA DIE"

"Why this time?"

"YOUR STUPID [redacted] GOT ME PREGNANT AND NOW THEY'RE GONNA CUT IT OUT OF ME AND FEED ME MY INSIDES"

Hobi just about spilled his drink everywhere as he got up and ran to the restroom

You couldn't see what he was up to but you could hear him puking from the next room over

After twenty minutes he came out

"So uh, are why are you gonna eat our baby?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You said they would feed you your insides?"

"I was being overdramatic about my placenta you idiot"

He sits down next to you

"So you're not gonna eat the baby?"

Park Jimin

He already knew, he was just waiting for you to tell him

He saw the test in the trash, you really should know to hide things better

So when you finally sat him down for "the talk" he knew what you were going to say

"Jiminie, I'm pregnant"

"Oh really?"

He got up to congratulate you with a big hug and an excited smile but then-

"Do you think we could trade it for a dog?"

W H A T

A D O G ?

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN TRADE IT IN FOR A DOG?"

"Like- I want a dog more than a baby, do you think maybe I could trade for one?"

Jimin fainted

You already had three dogs

When he woke up he found himself lying in your shared bed and he was very confused

The only thing he remembered last was the kitchen

"Y/N, so uh, are you uh, pregnant?"

"Huh, what about oregano?"

"No, No are we having a baby?"

"I told you that last week Jiminie are you okay?"

Jimin went back to sleep

Kim Taehyung

You had just gone to the doctor after taking your pregnancy test and had confirmed that you were, indeed, pregnant

And so you decided to pick up some balloons and streamers while you were out to decorate your shared apartment with Tae in celebration

Once you had everything ready, all that was left for you to do was wait

And so you did

And you waited

And waited

And waited some more

When finally Taehyung opened up the door and walked inside around 11:00pm

But uh

He was wearing a fursuit

"GODDAMN IT TAE! WHERE WERE YOU? I TOLD YOU YOU HAD TO BE HOME EARLY BECAUSE I WANTED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING IMPORTANT"

"I was at furry con"

"FURRY CON?"

You watched as your boyfriend walked to the fridge and took off his wolf head

"You know, Y/N, you should always knock on the fridge before you open it"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Because there might be a salad dressing inside"

In a fit of rage you threw his dumb mask into the fridge

"I'm pregnant."

You scowled at him but he smiled

"Me too"

Jeon Jeongguk

"Hey, Jeongguk? How come you're not at work?"

Your boyfriend was currently situated on the living room couch with his favorite Jacob Sartorius hoodie and a a singular tear rolling down his cheek

"I had used up all of my sick leave, so I called in dead"

"What's wrong, Kook?"

Your boyfriend slowly arose from the couch, his hand in a fist and and a scowl on his face

"You wouldn't understand, Y/N"

"Wouldn't understand what?"

Your boyfriend inched towards your apartment window and bonked his head against that glass due to his internal agony

"We're all out of apple juice"

"Okay..... So then I can go to the store and pick up some more for you-"

"NO!" JK throws himself against the door and starts sobbing

"IT WON'T BE THE SAME!"

"Why not?"

Your boyfriend goes silent and then he pulls out a clipboard from between his ass cheeks

"MY apple juice has to be hand-squeezed"

He shows you the statistics on his clipboard which is just a drawing of Snoop Dogg

So you end up going to get JK his 'Mystic Apple juice'

And he uh gets really uh excited uh and uh yeah so you know what happens when a mommy loves a daddy

BUT ANYWAYS

So y'all do some stuff whatever the point is bada bing bada boom you got yourself a fetus

And now you would have to tell Jungkook

But how?

So you came up with a really cute idea to write him a sweet little note telling him everything

And when he got home he excitedly tore open the little envelope and read the message

"So uh, is that it?"

HUH

"What do you mean, 'Is that it?'"

"I mean, are you just pregnant or whatever?"

You blinked your eyes in dumbfoundedness

"Uh yeah JK you're going to be a father"

JK fixed his hoodie. "Tsk tsk. You really shouldn't be so overdramatic about little stuff like this"

"JUNGKOOK I LITERALLY HAND SQUEEZED JUICE FOR YOU YESTERDAY"

"THAT WAS DIFFERENT"

💜Countdown for the boys to come back💜

Seokjin has been back for: 49 days

Hoseok: 78 days

Yoongi: 325 days

Namjoon: 314 days

Taehyung: 314 days

Jimin: 315 days

Jeongguk: 315 days

So apparently I have now found my new passion: creating colour coded covers for all my BTS Playlist.......

So here are some more ENJOY !💜

You can find these on iTunes if you want ( it’s “MOTS” not “map of the soul”)

Warmth

Jhope x fem! Reader

Hobi always felt cold. Even when he acted warm and happy in front of camera.  Until she entered his life. She showed him what warmth was. She was like a ray of sunshing in his never ending winter. Her love was like solar flairs.... making him feel warm and happy.  She was his safe heaven in his hectic life. His constant.  She was with him for every moment. Every happines, sadness he faced. She was there to heal his wounds when he was hurt. She was his muse ever since he met her. People may say that they were like puzzle pieces that fit together.. but its not. They have their edges.  But their love for each other softened those edges so that the other half wouldn't get hurt.

Bangtan Sonyeondan

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f = fluff | a = angst | h = humor

i do not write smut (sorry!)

further request rules are here.

♡

Kim Namjoon

coming soon~

Kim Seokjin

one last try | a, f, h

he's moved on, and so have you. but the fact that he has suddenly makes you question if you have. cause if you have, shouldn't you not care that he has? yeah, you don't understand yourself either: coming soon~

Min Yoongi

➳ one-shot

true love’s kiss | a, f,

marking the day of his death anniversary, you’re given the prime to tick the clock and love your husband back to life. two things to keep in mind: (1) indifference, (2) a kiss.

Jung Hoseok

coming soon~

Park Jimin

➳ series

when the camellia blooms | 1 | 2 | a, f, h

diagnosed with the hanahaki disease, you had only two options—accept a deathly fate, or never love again.

Kim Taehyung

still, it’s you | a, f | ft. jungkook

succumbing to a menacing loss, you wake up in the arms of a man who claims to be your boyfriend even though he looks nothing like him: coming soon~

Jeon Jungkook

wildflower | a, f

you were too late to be his first love—that’s okay. you take comfort in his reassurance that you would be his last. if only it were true. alternatively, jungkook’s feelings are unrequited by his best friend before you came into his life: coming soon~

one last cry | a, f | ft. taehyung

she broke his heart. you fixed it. she pleads him back. you give him away. how the turn tables, if he wasn’t so devastated—: coming soon~

♡

summary: the enemies to lovers social media au where min yoongi refuses to date a cheerleader, but yoon haryun might be able to change that.

fandom: bangtan sonyeondan / bts

genre: college au universe! / enemies to lovers

ship(s): min yoongi x female!oc / jung hoseok x female!oc / kim seokjin x female!oc / more to come…

updates: every tuesday, thursday, and sunday

status: ongoing

before you read: this is the first book in the walking cliches series, the others will follow soon. the length is currently undetermined.

there will be an attempt at humor

angst is included

fluff too

read at your own risk

pleath enjoy!

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ accounts : female ( twitter / instagram )

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ accounts : male ( twitter / instagram )

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ additional accounts : snu

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 001 | the whole fucking store

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 002 | chef boyardee

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 003 | hand in marriage

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 004 | first day of classes

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 005 | jealous and lonely

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 006 | dance team vs cheer team

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 007 | namgguk birthday bash

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 008 | kim geummi (derogatory)

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 009 | jung hoseok [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 010 | believe in the process

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 011 | broken table chronicles

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 012 | ikea is swedish

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 013 | party time

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 014 | the start of something terrible [ written ] ( part one / part two )

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 015 | min yoongi no more

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 016 | never see her again

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 017 | joonie’s birthday

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 018 | a nice challenge

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 019 | cheer practice [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 020 | twitter is the new instagram

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 021 | quintuple shots of espresso [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 022 | to the library

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 023 | battle of the textbook [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 024 | who is haryun?

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 025 | hickey on his face

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 026 | blocked, unblocked

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 027 | min yoongi = whipped

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 028 | luda’s shit list

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 029 | yoongi’s :] smile

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 030 | day one [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 031 | about soyeon (day two)

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 032 | day three [ texts / written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 033 | haryun the unaliver

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 034 | day five

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 035 | we stay hungry, we devour

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 036 | day six / basketball practice [ written / texts ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 037 | day 8 [ texts / written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 038 | day 9

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 039 | the after math ( part one / part two )

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 040 | day 11 [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 041 | game day ( part one / part two )

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 042 | seokyun + 3 randos

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 043 | day 12 [ texts / written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 044 | day 13 [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 045 | day 14 [ written ]

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 046 | moonhee’s an empath

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 047 | kim seokjin the boat captain

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 048 | yoongi’s pov

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 049 | no deadlines

☆ ⁄⁄ ★ 050 | jimins party

He is so BEAUTIFUL IT HURTS!!! 😭😭😭

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He is so fine it hurts!!😫😫😫

JUNG HOSEOK HAVE MERCY 🤯🤯🤯