#My baby fr

[boyfhee]

യ CRUSHED : PARK JONGSEONG TEASER

SYNOPSIS : fifteen years, a lost love, untold feelings, a breaking heart— crushed. they say if you wish desperately enough for something, the whole universe gets together to give it to you. perhaps, it's the reason why you find yourself back in your highschool, fifteen years ago, with a fluttering love, some lingering feelings, a doting heart, and your first heart break— park jongseong.

or wherein, life gives you another chance with your first love.

GENRE : fantasy, angst, romance, time travel

WC : teaser is 0.7k, est 10k+ for fic

WARNINGS : angst but with a happy ending guys trust me, a lot of mentions of crying, alcoholic drinks, more will be added in the main fic post

NOTES : i knew my jay era would give birth to a jay long fic i say we cheer :› NO BC THIS MAN IS SO FINE just like this fic i'm planning saur. please read. i hope u enjoy the teaser, send an ask / drop a comment to join the taglist

it’s the invitation you’ve been looking at for ten minutes now, standing outside the venue. papers coloured rose, golden letters engraved, names and air spilling with love. it’s the mood of the day, the flow of a typical august wednesday that carries you inside the venue, to the celebration hall. the air inside smells of fresh roses, it’s expected when you see a huge bunch used as decoration in every corner and on table tops. and then you look at the invitation again.

joo miran weds park jongseong.

your best friend weds your other best friend, your first best friend. your first crush. your first love.

the subtle silence in the air was deafening until you see jay sneaking into miran’s suit, or so you assume, although it’s true. from sneaking into her classes to sneaking into her room at night to take her out for a midnight date, sneaking across hallways to catch a glance— just one look, even a fraction of a second is enough— to now, sneaking around the wedding hall to savour that ‘just one look’ at the bride, his bride, as if a lifetime isn’t waiting for them. 

“i thought grooms and brides weren’t supposed to see each other before the wedding,” it’s your voice that stops jay from kissing her cheeks, although you know he would’ve still done it if he wanted to.

“ah well—” he rubs the back of his neck, it’s a habit that gives away his nervousness. habits are hard to change, let alone letting go of one. “do you really expect me to hold back when she looks like this?” and he looks at her as if she put the stars in the sky, or as if she’s a star herself, graced upon earth for him, and only for him. knowing jay, he would say it. 

“you look good too,” you look perfect, you wanted to say. however, you don’t. you don’t know why, it’s normal for friends to compliment each other. you don’t know how many times you’ve called him handsome, you don’t know the last time you called him that. “congrats, by the way,” 

and loving jay is a habit. 

“thanks,” she smiles, looking at you. “wouldn’t have been possible if not for you,”

it’s something you can’t get out of yourself. no amount of blind dates can do it for you, no amount of heartbreaks can colour him bad. 

“no really,” his voice pulls you out of your thoughts, and you unconsciously smile a bit more. “thanks for setting me up with miran,” 

no amount of time can push you forward to move on from him. fifteen years, a lost love, untold feelings, a breaking heart— crushed. the world moved on, you did too, yet your heart is still there— gyeonggi suwon international school, fourth floor, the first class from the stairs. fourth desk, the one right next to the window, a view expanded across the school ground, a way for you to watch jay’s football matches between lessons. 

his heart is with someone else while yours is where you realised your feelings for him, left behind— crushed. 

and it’s a shame to live like this, as if there’s no point to life. to hold back tears at your best friends’ wedding, to force a smile when they kiss, to stare from a distance when she threw the bouquet, to cry in the washroom after all is done. head buried in your hands, muffled sobs as you hear a few women talk outside your stall. you don’t pay attention to them, you couldn’t. you had realised you couldn’t pay attention to anything that wasn’t him or about him. so you just sit there, head buried in hands, eyes closed, not paying attention to anything.

yn.

you hear your name. 

once.

yn?

twice.

“yn,” thrice. “are you okay?” and you turn around, it’s the same scenario— gyeonggi suwon international school, the fourth desk by the window, the sunlight falling upon. your eyes meet his, and then his smile. your best friend, your first best friend.

your first heartbreak.

“wanna get ice cream on our way back home?” you nod instinctively, habitually. it’s how things went fifteen years ago when you had realised your feelings for him. it feels the same, fluttering love, lingering feelings, a doting heart, and park jongseong.

crushed. 

[yelenasdiary]

Literally getting lost in her eyes 😍

[hyunip]

NOW ME PERSONALLY!!!

I think choso would have full straight lips. Pretty, pink, kissable lips fr. SUCCULENT. They turn red after you pull away from a little kissing session and his eyes are glossy with tears and his head is spinning after your lips leave his.

UGH and him just begging for more?! Grabbing a hold of your hands and trying to pull you in for more with his brows upturned and eyes shimmering in the light of the living room. "Baby please... Just a peck, i promise" he whined, gently tugging your hands, trying to pull you closer to him. He wanted it so bad. The gentle feeling of your lips pressing against his own full ones. It was undeniably adorable watching him beg just for your lips. This was the only way you wanted to see him beg. The only thing you wanted to hear him begging for. You smiled widely at his current actions, staring at him with a loving look in your eyes "Choso you're being too rough," you chuckled, pulling your manicured hands out of his own. He sniffled and huffed at the sting sound of your words "I promise I'll be gentle--just one more, please" he pleaded and pleaded. He had no intention of giving up until he got what he wanted. And after all of the begging, you just couldn't resist the look he gave you; Those usually low and tired eyes now looking at you slightly wide and glossy with tears, his nose and cheeks a bit red from the recent makeout session and his bottom lip wet with his saliva and poking out, making a pouty face. And finally the answer he longed to hear fall from you lips, came out "Fine. Just one more--and be gentle." You said sternly. Scooting closer in front of him on the couch and leaning in to kiss him. Until he snatched you closer and smashed his plush lips into yours roughly and happily. Groaning hungrily into the kiss.

You smiled knowing he wasn't going to follow a single thing you said.

TRUST! CHOSO IS DEF THE TYPE TO BEG FOR STUFF LIKE THIS

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I feel so weirdly emotional from the Hope on the street announcement. It seems silly since we knew it was coming, but my god I've just missed Hobi so much. I miss them all so much. If I feel like this over pre-recorded stuff, I dont know what I'll do when they all start coming out and releasing again.

***

Anon, I get you completely. 💜

That Hope on the Street announcement clip… my heart did a weird flip when I saw it. If it’s what I suspect, which is a chronicle of his dance beginnings with lots of footage from just before he enlisted, then I think it might destroy me a little.

Hobi also just posted his birthday letter and my gosh…

*

Jung Hoseok is one of the most remarkable men I’ve had the pleasure to know, even if only from my perspective as a fan from halfway across his country and (more recently) the world. His work ethic and character is irreproachable, his capacity for kindness is self-evident, his care and concern for everyone in his life: his family, band members, staff, ARMY, is something that brings me complete ease. In my opinion, he’s the secret ingredient in what makes BTS tick. To quote Jimin, “I don’t think BTS would work without Hoseok-hyung. I need him.”

I love that man with every bit in me.

[taeyongfss]

renjun a bad bitch for writing that statement against that bad body built ass sasaeng! im so proud of him for protecting his peace! that’s my baby fr! 🫂💚

[annavrse]

i know she LOVES a shaved head down BUT it’s something about when she lets them lil curls sprout through that just does it for me every. single. time.

[yungstarr00]

That’s not Damian Priest, THAT’S PAPI🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️

Oh, and everyone else looks good, too. I just had to simp real quick 💀💜

[peachdues]

@ everyone stfu, a tumblr mutual of over ten years is now scrolling through this blog

[kithtaehyung]

i love all the chapters for 3tan…. but the very first one just hits different! ive read it countless times and it still gives me butterflies 🦋❤️

oh my gosh thank you, babe. something about that one just really hits, you’re right! but it makes sense since that was originally supposed to be the only three tangerines thing🥺🍊 i love that one so much.

[we-are-inevitable]

Jac tell me about small town au

for starters: the au takes place in a small town in Oklahoma.

david jacobs is 17, nearly a senior in high school, and his family packed up and moved from manhattan to a town of about 1,500 people. his dad got a new job after an injury and they offered to relocate the jacobs family, and david’s mental health hadn’t exactly been in the best place, so his parents decided he needed a change of scenery and took the offer.

enter jack kelly, rodeo star and local golden boy.

jack kelly is the son of a mean rancher and has reached local stardom by being one of the best barrel racers in the business. he’s fheery and kind and has that southern charm, but he’s always searching for a way out- a way to go somewhere new, with someone no one will approve of.

jack and david meet at a rodeo, of course. les has a fascination with cowboys, and david took him to the rodeo because no one else could. running into jack kelly in the concession line wasn’t part of the plan, but life has a funny way of twisting everything up.

location-typical homophobia! childhood trauma! mental illness! horses! cowboys! road trips!

all right here on ao3 <3

[jakekiszkastardust]

he’s the only man to ever exist ): ):

[g1utton]

rewatching the drinking scene between blitz and bee and im still giggling over him calling her ‘barky’ and her calling him ‘imp boy’ , ‘shit talker’ , ‘baby’ , and ‘little bastard’

[tvonq]

[thranduel]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[syru]

Full body I did of sylveon I love it so much best eeveelution fr

[taeyongfss]

i need this printed out and posted up over my bed…RIGHT NOW