#bts what ifs

[raplinesmoon]

a brief note:

i’m not usually very eloquent with my words, so if this is rough and i say something wrong or offensive, please forgive me, it’s been hard to piece together the right words. if there’s spelling errors, this is not proofread, and I’m sorry.

I’ve always maintained that writing and this blog is a safe space for me, a place to escape from the real world when I need it. but right now, what’s going on in the world isn’t something I can escape from. it’s robbed me of my sleep and my sanity. and honestly, writing and kpop just don’t even seem like valid enough escapes anymore, even though I feel immensely privileged to have these escapes in the first place. I feel numb. but it’s not even about me or this blog or any wips I have.

if you have five minutes to scroll through my blog, or any other kpop blog on Tumblr, I urge you to take another five minutes out of your day and learn about what’s going on in Gaza right now. do your own research, and uplift voices that aren’t being heard.

the beauty of being here is being able to connect with so many people far away, across the country or even across the world. if we can use our energy to celebrate our groups and our faves, we can also do the reverse.

life as we know it is being uprooted for so many people, the least we can do is be cognizant of that, to give some of our energy to mourn their losses and grieve alongside them. even better yet, we can hope alongside them that this reality doesn’t have to endure, that more innocent lives will not be lost.

if you get nothing else from this, I’ll leave you with this — if you’ve also been like me, feeling completely scared and horrified by what’s been unfolding, i see you. i feel your pain, and if you’re grieving, i feel your loss. i ask you to remember those on the other side of this who have a right to be even more scared and even more horrified, and who deserve your attention. the world is a complex and hard to understand place, but at the same time, it’s not. it’s brutal and violent. Please remember, that far beyond and political or religious debates, foreign economic and social policy, etc, when oppressors and bullies square off, and when people are power hungry, innocent lives are always in the middle of it. and that should be something that none of us are willing to be okay with.

if you want to stop reading here, that’s totally okay, otherwise check the tags to listen to me ramble on

[minthy]

The Star Sanses,

with the Map of the soul: 7 song that I think it fits with them, Because I miss 2019.

(forgot to post these doodles here, yay)

Persona: Swap.

"Actually I’m real good but a little uncomfortable,

I'm still not so sure if I'm a dog or a pig or what else,

But then other people come out and put the pearl necklace on me"

(Truth to be told, I have no idea what "swap sans" really is, He's just... well.. A swap, He doesn't even have a personality the silly, He just is there to fit for the plot of your AUs, heheh, Relatable)

Ego: Dream.

"I go back every day, To me of yesterday,

To the life of giving up, I let myself go away,

But in this world, you know, There are truths unchanged,

Time rushes ever forward, There's no ifs, buts, or maybes"

(I don't think he can get over what happened, his heart is big and his ego is bigger than to let him ask for guidance and support, man release us)

Shadow: Ink.

"I wondered everyday how far I'd go,

I came to my senses and I find myself here,

Yeah, hmm, shadow at my feet,

Look down, it's gotten even bigger"

(No matter how great high and mighty he's getting, the more the shadows of his past and constant need for stimulation are driving him to a point of despair and unsatisfaction, get a grip)

[pampamtiger]

what if bts decided to create a tumblr account? what do we do then? hide? 🤣

[kingofbodyrolls]

My Heart's Home (m) | pjm | series masterlist

Hi, and welcome to Bora Ranch!

At Bora Ranch you will rediscover who you are, reconnect with your sister, and your childhood friend, Park Jimin, that will stir old feelings back. There's a lot of ups and downs, a lot of heartbreak, misunderstandings, what ifs, bad timing, but in the end, you will know what truly makes your heart beat, and where your heart's home is.

It's a story that will take you on a heartbreaking journey to find out what love is and the meaning of 'home', coming home and finding love. There's a lot of angst in it, I'd call it HEALING ANGST. Everything will be good in the end! Just have to go through a lot of heartbreak before the sun truly shines. There's a lot of soulmates vibes/undertones in it, and it's a lovestory at it's core. It's very romancey (Why do I suddenly feel like I wrote a YA but with mature language???).

This story is HEAVLY inspired by McLoed's Daughters (both the world/setting/plot), some plot points follow that story, but most of it doesn't.

“It will take some time To find your heart And come back home You could walk for miles Cross every river And find your not alone ‘Cos I'll be there” - From McLeod’s Daughters theme song

🐴 Summary: You’d never thought you’d step foot back at the ranch– a place you used to call home a long time ago. When you are forced to go back, reconcile with your sister and a certain childhood friend that you had long forgotten, will sparks reunite? 🐴 Pairing: jimin x reader (main), jungkook x reader (only happens once in the first chapter)*, jungkook x OC (jessi), namjoon x OC (jessi), yoongi x hoseok, namjoon x oc, seokjin x oc, taehyung x oc *I also want to clarify some things about the tags/pairings! Jungkook x reader only happens once, it is crucial for the sake of the plot, but please don't let that stop you from reading it (I take it you want to read it because of Jimin x reader). Jimin x reader is the main couple! 🐴 Characters: female reader (she’s more like an OC, but isn’t mentioned by name and no “y/n”), Jimin, Jungkook, Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok, Seokjin, Taehyung and four female original characters. 🐴 AUs: ranch!au, slice of life!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, cowboy!au, soulmate!au 🐴 Genres: smut, humor, fluff, slow burn and angst (yes, it’s got everything lol!) 🐴 Rating: mature/explicit/R18 – this is mature/explicit content, so minors, please do not interact! 🐴 Word count: 230k (epilogue excluded) 🐴Disclaimer: I do not own BTS or know them personally and this work of fiction is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. The actions and personalities described in the story do not reflect those of BTS— it’s just fiction. Also, if you would kindly read the tags/warnings before reading, that would be lovely: and if you don’t like whatever is described in the tags, just hit return and find something else to read. Thank you 🌸 🐴 Warnings/tag: will be tagged for each individual chapter. But it does contain sexual themes, smut and a lot of sexual tension and a hell of a lot of angst! Like series is an emotional rollercoaster ride, it will leave you both happy, sad, frustrated, mad, angry and oh so in love. All through the series. You have been warned, lol. 🐴 Status: completed 🥳 🐴 Fancy reading on AO3? It is cross-posted there! 🐴 Do you want to see the book cover (there's a teaser too)? [it's here] 🐴 Author’s note: this series is heavily inspired by the TV show McLeod’s Daughters. Some plot points will feel familiar, while others won’t (because I don’t follow that story structure to a tee). But If you love that show that I do, I’m 100% sure you’ll love this story too! Also, I don’t expect people to really be interested in this… this is more of a story about coming home, finding home, finding love and such… and I don’t know if you want to read that sort of thing? But I fucking love it! ✨

Chapter #1 - Inheritance | word count: 8.2k | read → chapter one

Chapter #2 - It’s a Long Road | word count: 9.1k | read → chapter two

Chapter #3 - Sometimes | word count: 11.8k | read → chapter three

Chapter #4 - It Comes to This | word count: 7.5k | read → chapter four

Chapter #5 - Our Home, Our Place | word count: 11k | read → chapter five

Chapter #6 - Wild Horses | word count: 11k | read → chapter six

Chapter #7 - We Got it Wrong | word count: 9.5k | read → chapter seven

Chapter #8 - Love You, Hate You | word count: 9.5k | read → chapter eight

Chapter #9 - Take the Rain Away | word count: 8.2k | read → chapter nine

Chapter #10 - The First Touch | word count: 16.4k | read → chapter ten

Chapter #11 - This Perfect Day | word count: 14.4k | read → chapter eleven

Chapter #12 - Broken Dreams | word count: 14.4k | read → chapter twelve

Chapter #13 - Love Letter | word count: 13.4k | read → chapter thirteen

Chapter #14 - I Wish the Past was Different | word count: 10.5k | read → chapter fourteen

Chapter #15 - Did I Tell You? | word count: 13.7k | read → chapter fifteen

Chapter #16 - The Stranger | word count: 14.1k | read → chapter sixteen

Chapter #17 - Love of Your Life | word count: 13.3k | read → chapter seventeen

Chapter #18 - By My Side | word count: 14.7k | read → chapter eighteen

Chapter #19 - Home [END] | word count: 18.2k | read → chapter nineteen

Chapter #20 - My Heart's Home [Epilogue + Q&A] | word count: 7.4k | read → chapter twenty

Please let me know if you're excited for this??? I'm still writing it, and honestly... I love it! But it's tough to write such a long series without any feedback or knowledge whether it's good or sucks... so.. yeah....

[smoooothoperator]

What Was I Made For?

14: War Of Hormones

childhood enemies, forced proximity, accidental pregnancy, enemies to lovers (👀)

Warnings: 👀🤭

a/n: HIIIIIIII!!!! The moment I thought about a title for this chapter I had it very very clear, and somehow it made me go back to my BTS era... ANYWAY!!! Hoping everyone likes this one hehe

IMPORTANT: If someone wants to give me ideas of names you are very welcome! And ideas for a gender reveal too, I want to make it special and include your ideas!

if you want to play a game and ask things about Dafne

Masterlist

Pinterest

previous part | next part

If you want to be tagged don't forget to message me!

Every way of feedback is very welcomed

Facing a change often brings a mix of emotions.

At first, there's a sense of uncertainty and anxiety, as the familiar comfort zone is disrupted. This can feel like a tightness in the chest or a knot in the stomach. Alongside this, there's also a sense of anticipation and excitement about the new possibilities and opportunities that change might bring. 

The mind races with 'what ifs' and potential outcomes, creating a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, of pros and cons, and doubts and hopes.

When Charles and I arrived at the house, the mix of emotions settled into a more tangible form. I tried not to think about the kisses he pressed on my knuckles or the squeezes he gave my thigh.

I knew something changed between us, that the tension was still there but it transformed into something else, something less forced and awkward. We didn't want to give a name to it, opting to stay quiet and only communicating with our eyes and smiles, with touches and acts.

While I made dinner, Charles changed clothes, fed my cat, and moved around the kitchen. I felt him behind me, watching over my shoulder, his presence a warm, silent pressure.

“Smells good” he whispered, close to my ear.

I took a deep breath before nodding and smiling, trying to not then my head to look at him. I just focused on the food in front of me and anything else. Not even his presence behind me. Not even his breathing against my hair. Not even his warmth.

“Thank you” I said, sounding more rough than I wanted, clearing my throat and swallowing thickly.

He moved away and in the moment I could finally breathe. 

God, this is going to be hard.

“Dinner's ready” I sighed, putting the food on plates. “I'm going to get changed”

“If you want, you can grab some of my clothes” he suggested, his voice soft.

“O-oh… Don't worry” I nodded, blushing.

I walked upstairs and looked at the door of his room, taking a deep breath. Should I grab his clothes? He said I could… And the bottoms of my pajamas barely fit me anymore. Yeah, maybe I can grab a pair of joggers.

I took a deep breath and sighed, opening the door of his room and then going to the wardrobe. When I saw the joggers I smiled, grabbing a pair, noticing that he came with many pairs. 

And then I saw it. The plushie. My cat plushie, the one I loved when I was a kid and thought I had lost. I extended my hand and held it, looking at it with wide eyes. It's my plushie, definitely. Washed, somehow fixed, but my plushie. 

I held it close to my chest, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes tightly, to prevent the tears from falling.

“I found it when you left from Greek” 

I gasped softly, turning around with the little cat still pressed on my chest.

“And you kept it all this time?” I whisper. “Charles…”

“I wanted to give it back to you so many times, but you always ran away” he sighed. “So I thought about bringing it for our baby”

“Oh, Charles” I smiled, placing my hand on my belly.

“I kept it all this time, just as a reminder of my first love” be sighed, walking towards me. “And when I went back home to grab clothes and bring them here, I found it in my wardrobe”

I smiled softly, watching how he walked closer towards me, placing his hand on my belly and rubbing it softly.

“I want the best for you and our baby, Dafne” he whispered. 

“And you'll be the best” I nodded. “Just… Trust yourself more, believe in yourself”

He nodded and sighed, taking a step back, again.

God, no. I want him close, closer. I need him to touch me. I need his touch, so bad.

“Let's go have dinner” he said, walking out of his room.

I took a deep breath, getting changed quickly with his clothes and going to my room to leave my own clothes. I placed my plushie on top of my bed and smiled weakly, sighing.

Charles was already downstairs, with the plates already on the table in front of the TV. He was sitting on the couch looking at his phone, writing things on it.

“I was thinking… I know we said that we were only going to tell Pierre about the pregnancy” Charles said, looking up at me and following me with his eyes. “But, I think it will be better if we just tell them through the group chat. Tell all the drivers. Just in case the media ask them things, so they can help us”

“Are you saying that we should lie to them too?” I sighed, sitting next to him. 

“They can help us, Dafne… If we tell them that we have been dating in secret but our team didn't want us together, I'm sure they will support us” he said, holding my hand.

“Okay” I nodded, sighing. “I just… I wish everything was different”

“Me too, believe me” he nodded.

We had dinner in silence, looking at the TV, and when we finished we just sat there. I felt his eyes on me, making me move and look at him.

“W-what?” I frowned, looking at him.

“Nothing” he smiled. “It's just…”

“Just what?” I make nervous.

“You are glowing” he smiled. “Really. Like, you were always gorgeous. But now? You look like a goddess”

“Idiot” I whisper, looking away, blushing. 

“What? I'm not lying, I swear” he smiled. “You look so beautiful, Dafne. So damn beautiful carrying my baby, and it's so hard for me to stop looking at you”

“And touching me?” I said, regretting immediately what I said.

“Touching you?” he laughed. “God, not doing it is the hardest thing ever”

“And why you don't do it?” I mumbled. 

“Believe me, I'm dying to touch you” he whispered, his voice sounding deeper than before. “I'm fighting myself to not do it”

“I told you that those lines can be crossed” I sighed. 

“No, Dafne” he sighed, shaking his head. “I can't”

I swallowed thickly and looked at him. What lines does he want to cross? 

I sighed, looking away and focusing on the TV screen, or at least tried to. But the way his deep voice sent me shivers was repeating in my mind, making me look at him sometimes, scanning his face with my eyes.

His beard is making him even more attractive, and his lips… God, I don't remember how it feels kissing him, or even touching him. The night we had in Monza was something blurry, I barely remember what happened there.

I wish I could feel that again… 

No. No, Dafne. Stop it.

“I-I was thinking about start… Well, nesting” I whisper.

“Oh?” Charles smiled, turning his head sand looking at me.

“Yeah, well… I just, I guess it's time to start doing it” I sighed. “You know… Buy things, start planning a room. The typical”

Charles never stopped smiling while hearing me, and he moved closer, sitting right next to me with his arm on the back of the couch.

“You want to raise the kid here?” he whispered.

“I mean… I- I don't know” I sighed. “I have my apartment in Florence, and yours is in Monaco. I didn't think about it, actually… Before you came I only wanted to stay here and never leave”

“But then I came and broke all your plans” he sighed, leaning on me to place his hand on my belly.

“Yeah” I sighed. “But… I'm kinda glad you came. I think I needed to have you here, somehow. I can't do this alone, this is way harder than I thought…”

“Hey” he smiled. “We're in this together. I'll go wherever you want to go. You want to stay here? Then I'll come back here. You want to go to your apartment in Florence? Then I'll be there. I'll do whatever you told me to do”

“Thank you, Charles” I smiled, looking up at him.

I found his eyes, his green eyes looking into my eyes. He's so close, so close… I can feel his breath against my lips. Only a few centimeters…

“Cross the line” I whisper, my voice trembling with need. “Cross it…”

“Dafne” he whispered. 

“Please” I whisper, licking my lips, moving my hand to cup his jaw. “Please?”

He sighed, moving back and shaking his head.

“Is it because I'm pregnant?” I frowned. “You say I look beautiful, but you don't even dare to stand behind me, to hold me. Not even kiss me”

“No, Dafne” he sighed, messing his hair with his fingers. “It's not that”

“Then what is it? Please, tell me” I sighed.

“I don't want to hurt you” he said.

“Come on” I laughed, somehow trying to swallow the tears. “You are already hurting me whenever you stand close to me and can't even place your hand on my waist”

“I want to repeat that night!” he snapped, making me flinch, surprised. “I want to remember how it is to touch you, to kiss you. I want to remember how you sound when you moan my name and when you squeeze me. I want to do it over and over again. But I can't do it because I don't want to hurt you and the baby!”

I swallow thickly and look at him, standing up slowly.

“I… I'm going to bed” he sighed. “Good night”

“Charles-” I mumbled watching him go, my heart aching in need of his touch.

But he was already walking upstairs, closing the door of his room.

The bed felt cold and too big, an emptiness that hadn't been there before.

But what changed? Why does it feel cold and big now?

I sighed, turning again in the bed, facing the window, then looking at the digital clock. Five minutes passed since the last time I looked at it.

“Fuck” I groaned, sitting slowly on the bed and looking at the door.

I sighed, pacing the room. Should I go downstairs? Should I go to his room?

And before I could even think about it, I was already in front of his door, with my knuckles hitting the door softly three times.

I heard some steps seconds after knocking and then his door opened.

“Dafne?” he murmured.

“I can't sleep” I whispered back.

“Is the baby kicking hard?” he whispered, placing his hands on both sides of my belly.

“N-no… No” I whisper. “I just… Can you sleep in my bed? Please?”

“Dafne…” he sighed, stepping back and shaking his head, his conflict evident.

“Please. The baby seems calm when your hand is on my belly” I whisper. “And well, I feel good too”

I heard him sigh and I just closed my eyes, taking a step closer and wrapping my arms around him. 

“Look…” I sighed. “I'm going crazy, okay?”

“What? Why?” he whispered, and I sighed in relief when he wrapped his arms around me too.

“Because the fucking hormones are killing me” I groaned. “You just can't say that you want to fuck me and make me moan your name. You really can't do it”

“Dafne…” he sighed.

“You think I don't want to?” I whisper. “Hell. Something changed between us, I know. And it's going so fast that it's scaring me. You know I hate changes, that I hate doing new things. You know how bad it was for me when I moved to Ferrari… And know what is changing is how I look at you”

“But I don't want to hurt the baby, Dafne” he whispered, placing his hand on my head. “I don't want to do something wrong and hurt the baby”

I swallowed thickly and hugged him tighter, with my belly between us.

“Tomorrow morning, we'll go to a doctor” I whisper. 

“Hey, no…”

“Yes” I whisper. “I have to go anyway, hm? We will see our baby and then we'll check if everything is alright. And we'll ask the doctor everything we need to know”

“Are you sure?” he whispered.

“The hormones are making me horny, Charles” I laughed nervously. “You know how embarrassing it is?”

He chuckled softly, rubbing my back. He rested his chin on top of my head, taking a deep breath and playing with my hair.

“Let's go to bed” he sighed, pulling away and holding my hand, walking us to my room.

I smiled sleepily, holding his hand tight and then rubbing my belly, taking a deep breath when I saw Charles walking inside of my room and going straight to my bed.

“Left?” he whispered, making me nod.

He moved the covers of the bed so he could lay on the left side, opening the covers for me to lay next to him.

“Hold me” I whispered looking at him. “Please?”

He smiled and nodded, moving closer. I followed his movements with my eyes, taking a deep breath to ignore the anxiety of the situation. 

“Can I… Can I try something?” he whispered.

I nodded looking at him. He smiled and took the covers out looking at me, his eyes asking for permission.

“Go on” I whisper, feeling shivers all over my body.

A soft gasp escaped me as his hand gently lifted my shirt, revealing my belly. His hand, warm and gentle, began to rub my skin.

“There it is” he whispered, smiling amazed.

Until now, the only person that touched my bare belly besides myself was the doctor that told me the news, who had to do a scan to check if everything was alright.  And now, looking at Charles admiring it, only makes my heart beat faster.

I flinched softly when I felt his hand on my skin, but relaxed immediately when he started rubbing it. His hand is so big, practically covering my belly with it.

“Hey baby” he whispered, his voice filled with pure love, making my heart jump. 

He's talking to the baby.

“It's me, dad” he smiled, moving on the bed to be face to face with my stomach. “I can't wait to meet you, little one. Really, I can't wait”

I took a deep breath and placed my hand on top of his head, burying my fingers on his hair and closing my eyes when I felt his lips on my stomach, pressing tender kisses there. He wrapped his arm around my hips, rubbing his thumb over my stomach.

“I just… God, Dafne. This is the best thing you could ever give to me” he whispered looking up at me. “A kid…”

“Yeah” I smiled. 

“And in part it makes me hate myself for all the pain I gave you” he whispered. “And how bad it was the moment we made it…”

“The past is the past” I sighed. “Let's forget it, okay? Let's just focus on what we have now, on this chance of be the best version of ourselves”

He looked at me and smiled, resting his chin on top of my belly, carefully. He held my head and kissed it, taking a deep breath before pressing a new kiss on my belly button.

“Saying thank you is not enough for everything you are doing” he whispered. 

I smile weakly and squeeze his hand softly, taking a deep breath.

The way he looks at me is new. How he kisses my belly, how he closes his eyes when he does that. How he smiles, rubbing the tip of his nose and making me giggle softly.

“Come on, let's sleep” I whisper, yawning softly.

He smiled and nodded, moving to be in front of me but not pulling down the shirt. His face was in front of mine, his eyes looking into mine.

“Hi” I whisper smiling, biting my lip softly.

“Hi” he smiled.

I looked at him and took a deep breath, placing my hand on his jaw, rubbing my thumb over his cheek.

“Dafne…”

And then I did it.

I leaned in, my hand cupping his cheek as I pressed my lips to his in a kiss that held all the emotions I had kept locked away, deep inside of my heart. The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as if testing the waters. But then it deepened, fueled by the months of longing and tension that had built up between us.

Charles responded immediately, his arms wrapping around me and pulling me closer. The kiss was a release, a breaking of the dam that had held back our feelings for so long. My fingers tangled in his hair, my body pressing against his as I poured everything into that moment.

When we pulled away, both of us were breathless, resting our foreheads against the other.

“I told you that you can cross all the lines you want” I whisper, making him chuckle softly.

“I want to cuddle you” he whispered, making me nod and smile.

“All the times you want” I smiled, closing my eyes and letting him get comfortable in my bed beside me.

The next morning, his hand was under my shirt, gently rubbing my belly just as he has done last night.

I groaned softly, moving closer to him and feeling his warm chest on my back, sighing happily.

“Good morning” he whispered, his lips brushing my shoulder, making me smile. “How did you sleep?”

“Amazing” I whisper, turning my head, looking at him.

“That's good” he smiled, pressing his lips in the corner of my mouth. “So… What are today's plans?”

“Well… We can go to the village” I sighed, turning around slowly and hugging him. “Ask the doctor to have a fast appointment, meet our baby, and maybe go buy things”

“Mhm, sounds nice” he smiled, kissing my forehead.

The tension left my shoulders the moment he kissed me back last night, and this morning, and during all the times he woke up at night pressing a kiss on my shoulder.

“And we should call Fred…” I sighed, biting my lip when I heard him groan. “I know, I know…”

“It's just…” he sighed, pulling me closer. “I'm so happy in this bubble we’re in. I don't want to mess things up. I just… Can't we wait a little? Just a few more days”

I looked up at him and smiled weakly.

He's right, we are in a bubble, ignoring the outside world, just focusing on us. For once, we were acting like normal people.

“Alright” I sighed. 

I took a deep breath and hugged him, resting my head on his chest and wrapping my arm around his waist. As I tangled my leg with his, he flinched slightly.

“Eh… Wait” he whispered, tensing.

“What? What’s wrong?” I frowned, following his gaze. “O-oh…”

“Y-yeah” he sighed.

I swallowed thickly and moved, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.

“I mean…” I whispered, looking up at the ceiling. “I could…”

“No, no” he said quickly. “God no, not yet. Just…”.

He sighed, sitting quickly on the bed and getting out, going to the bathroom of my room.

So that's what happened yesterday too. He had to leave the bed quickly because of his morning hood. 

“Fantastic” I groaned, covering my eyes with my arm.

I heard him opening the water of the shower, then his groans. God, if only… I could help him.

I got up from bed and grabbed the joggers I was wearing, walking slowly to the door of the bathroom and knocking on it.

“I'm going to make breakfast” I said, opening the door a little. “And I'll call the doctor to see when we can go”

“S-sure!” he gasped.

God… Send help.

I shook my head, rubbing my belly while I walked downstairs to get our breakfast ready. When I finished, and noticing that Charles didn't get out of the bathroom yet, I called the doctor to set an appointment.

“Hey” Charles sighed, walking inside the kitchen with an awkward smile. “Look…”

“I could have touched you, Charles” I whispered. “I could have help you, you didn't have to go to the bathroom and hide”

“I know, I know” he sighed, standing in front of me, and something inside of me threw a party when he placed his hands on my hips. “It's just… I want to do it all, okay? Go all in”

I smiled weakly and looked at him, nodding. He leaned closer and pressed a soft kiss on my forehead, making me close my eyes and breathe deeply, smiling when I recognized the shower gel I use.

“I called the doctor” I said. “We can go whenever we want, she's free this morning”

“Oh?” he frowned, surprised. 

“Advantages of being near a village that doesn't have over a hundred of people living there” I smiled softly.

“Oh, okay” he smiled. 

I looked up at him, smiling while leaning on the counter. He placed his hands on my sides and leaned slowly, pressing his lips on mine, kissing me softly and slowly, with no rush.

“I can't believe I can do this” he whispered against my lips before kissing me again. “I've dreamed of doing it for so long… For tasting your lips again… It's been a while…”

I pulled away slowly, looking at him with a sad smile.

“All this time?” I whisper.

“Since you kissed me in Greece” he smiled. 

I smile softly and peck his lips quickly. He pulled away and helped me grabbing the breakfast, placing it on the table and sitting in front of me. 

Time went by fast, and before we noticed, he was already parking his car in front of the medical center of the village, holding my hand and waiting to get called.

“It will be okay” he whispered, placing his hand on my knee after noticing how I was bouncing it nervously.

“I know” I whisper.

“Dafne Morelli?”

We stood up, still holding hands, as the nurse called my name and led us into the consultation room. An older woman sat behind the desk, smiling warmly as we entered.

“It was a surprise for me when I heard your voice this morning through the call” she said. “You must be Elena's daughter, right?”

“Y-yeah” I smile weakly.

“Well, let me tell you that I was your mom's doctor during your little sister's pregnancy” she smiled, making me gasp softly. “She was one of my first patients… God, how fast time flies, hm?”

I smiled nodding slowly, looking at her. She gestured to us to sit on the chairs in front of her desk.

“He might be your husband, hm?” she smiled looking at Charles.

“O-oh! No, no! We… We are not married” I gasped, shaking my head. “But he's the father of the baby”

“Oh good to know” she smiled, winking at us. “Well, tell me. How is it going?”

I took a deep breath and told her everything. My career, how I found out I was pregnant, how far, what the first doctor said… Everything.

“Well, then let's take a look on the bed, yeah?” she smiled.

I nodded, getting up followed by Charles. He helped me sit on the high bed and then I raised up the jumper I was wearing, taking a deep breath when the doctor grabbed the gel. I flinched when she spread it with the stick and immediately held Charles hand.

“Well, well… Let's take a look” she smiled, looking at the screen. “For what I can see you are around the week 17, close to the fifth month. Right now, your baby is of the size of a pear”

“Yeah” I nodded, looking at Charles.

“Do you know the gender?” We shook our heads and she smiled. “You want to know?”

“W-we… We actually wanted to do a little gender reveal, so if you could print the results…” Charles said softly, squeezing my hand.

“Oh, sure!” she nodded, pressing a button on the keyboard and then the printer started working. “Are you ready to look and hear your baby?”

Charles and I looked at each other with a smile, holding our hands tightly. We nodded nervously, taking a deep breath before the doctor turned the screen to us.

“Here, there is your baby” she smiled, moving the stick over my belly again and making the picture of the screen change.

I gasped, tears immediately springing to my eyes. It was so small, but so perfect. I turned to look at Charles, his eyes wide with amazement, a soft smile tugging at his lips. He was speechless, just staring at the screen in awe.

And then we heard it. A steady, fast and rhythmic thumping filled the room: our baby’s heartbeat. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

I looked back at the screen, mesmerized by the tiny life growing inside me, and then back at Charles. His eyes were glistening with unshed tears, his expression one of pure joy.

"That’s… that’s our baby" he whispered, his voice choked with emotion.

I nodded, unable to speak through the lump in my throat. I reached up and wiped away a tear from his cheek, my own tears streaming freely down my face. 

"Yes, that’s our baby," I managed to say, my voice trembling with happiness.

The doctor gave us a moment, letting us soak in the incredible sight and sound. 

"Everything looks perfect," she said, her voice gentle. "The heartbeat is strong and steady."

The doctor printed out a couple of ultrasound images for us, and Charles held them carefully, as if they were the most precious thing in the world. 

"Look at this," he said, showing me the tiny, grainy image. "Our baby."

"Our baby," I repeated, feeling a sense of peace and happiness wash over me.

I smiled, feeling his lips against mine before he pulled away and grabbed some napkins to clean my belly, taking the chance and kissing my belly quickly.

“I… Well, we wanted to know some things” I said nervously, holding Charles' hand.

“Oh, sure” she nodded, writing on her laptop.

“W-well… Is it if we… Well” I mumbled blushing, looking at Charles.

“Oh! Oh, yes” she laughed softly. “Yeah, I get it. Young love! Of course you can. It's safe for the baby, don't worry about it”

“Oh, thank you” I nodded, sighing ashamed.

“Cuties” she chuckled. 

I blushed and looked at Charles, biting my lip. He held my hand and grabbed everything the doctor gave us and walked out with me.

“Well, what do you want to do now?” Charles smiled, holding my hand tightly.

I took a deep breath and looked at him, biting my lip. 

“I…”

And then a flash. Flash of a camera. Then another. And another.

“Fuck” Charles groaned, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and walking quickly towards the door of the car, helping me get in.

I looked around surprised, watching the small number of paparazzi taking pictures of us. Then they called our names, taking more pictures.

“Shit” Charles groaned, getting in the car and driving quickly away from the village. 

“H-how? How did they find us?” I mumble, looking back through the mirror. 

“I don't know” Charles groaned. “Are you okay?” 

I nodded quickly, placing a protective hand over my belly and then holding his free hand.

They found me. They found us. 

The three of us.

taglist

@racinggirl @elisysd @alltoomaples @ssprayberrythings @rach3164 @yvonne-dump @deliciousfestsalad @janeh22 @hc-dutch @ninifee1802 @kakorrhaphiphobia @ssararuffoni @itsjustkhaos @scaramou @tapedeck-hearts @apollosfavkiddo @sltwins @glitterquadricorn @ladystardust05 @theseerbetweenus @vizzzashley @auawdo @leah-also-known-as-creatoronwp @leptitlu @green-thots @caterinemirandax_ @mid5nights @harrysdimple05

[twst-megane]

Assigning BTS Songs to the TWST Boys

Here's the second part!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Azul Ashengrotto - Intro : Persona

❝ The 'me' that I want myself to be The 'me' that people want me to be The 'me' that you love And the 'me' that I create The 'me' that's smiling The me that's sometimes in tears Vividly breathing each second and every moment even now ❞

Jade Leech - Stigma

❝ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother Even if I try to hide it Or conceal it, it can't be erased "Are you calling me a sinner?" What more do I have to say ❞

Floyd Leech - Boyz With Fun

❝ Don't ask me, I was always like this I don't even know myself, I’m me from start to finish ❞

Kalim Al-Asim - So What

❝ In a sigh, lots of worries are hiding Stop thinking about it, You already know it all In the middle of the road, in the moment you want to give up Shout out louder So what, what, what ❞

Jamil Viper - Outro : Ego

❝ I go back every day To me of yesterday To the life of giving up I let myself go away But in this world, you know There are truths unchanged Time rushes ever forward There's no ifs, buts, or maybes Almost forgotten memories return ❞

Vil Schoenheit - Black Swan

❝ Sinking slowly like in a trance, nah, nah, nah Struggle but it's all ocean floor, nah, nah Every moment becomes eternity, yeah, yeah, yeah Film it now, film it now Do you hear me? Yeah ❞

Rook Hunt - Dionysus

❝ Just get drunk like Dionysus Drink in one hand, Thyrsus on the other Art splashing inside this clear crystal cup Art is alcohol too, if you can drink it, you'll get drunk fool ❞

Epel Felmier - Anpanman

❝ I’ve dreamed of becoming a hero like Superman I ran with all my strength, jumping high up in the sky I’m not afraid of little things like bruising my knees A innocent fantasies of my childhood ❞

[the-100-percent]

I'd like to say that Internal Family System/Structure is not something you can "have". It's more like just a framework to help better conceptualise or understand certain internal feelings or experiences.

Though IFS CAN very much be helpful for systems! Usually though, there is another version specifically for systems because how parts are seen by default in IFS are metaphorical, not like literal separate and self-autonomous parts like when you're a system. While there are parts of all of us, for systems these parts are more separated and self-autonomous. (Replace part with whatever terms you all prefer, just using parts as a default and as it's usually referred to as parts work from what I hear from people who use IFS). Good luck though, and congratulations on how well it went with your all's mother!

Yeah we weren't really gonna try and argue about how being a system is different cause we tried and it didn't really work the first time and we didn't wanna make her angry DX thx bt-dubs!!

-❤️‍🩹

[jiminrings]

Laughing my ass off at this interaction:

‘“Oh cool. I love Bluey!” Jungkook says sincerely, inviting himself to sit on the lone sofa chair to watch the episode.

“Wow, you’re just so… quirky,” Yoongi mutters under his breath with a roll of his eyes, his snarky remark making Jungkook’s ears tingle.’

And then Yoongi trying to humble Jungkook by pretending he doesn’t know he’s a super famous and successful actor only to be immediately humbled in turn by his own son. That was rough. His own flesh and blood! Deserved though. FINISH HIM!

ALSO the heated argument over who would steer the cart had me on the floor ARE THEY TWELVE? 😭 Yoongi had Koo gagged with the “What, are you method-acting for your next role as a cart-steerer?” line though LMFAO.

Anyway — idk if it’s supposed to be up for the reader’s interpretation but in my head MC and Jungkook get together and MC and Yoongi learn to move on from what-ifs and could-have-beens. And to be happy for one another!

Either way, dear author, you have a gift!!!

i LOVEDDDDDD writing their dynamic!!! practically the entirety of their scenes r based on them playing out in my head like run bts eps 🤨🤨 also yes it's 100% up to u and u know what!!!!! I SECOND UR TAKE!!! THANK YOU BAE MWAHHHHH

[94erz]

Boracity's new video actually popped the fuck off. I may not like a lot of her videos but this one pretty much hit the nail on the head. I feel like Americans are always told we can't have opinions on other country's issues 'cause the USA is a fucking hellhole but like, all countries are hellholes in some aspect, because a lot of people are genuinely awful, South Korea is no different. But she's not even from America so the fact that everyone OUTSIDE of S. Korea feels the same way, that the thing with Yoongi is STUPID and NO ONE ACTUALLY CARES, is just true.

The fact that anyone who defends him is brushed off as being just braindead BTS stans it's like, no, if that happened anywhere else he would not have even gotten a slap on the wrist, he would have gotten back up, went in his home, and no one would have known anything about it, because it's a literal non-fucking issue.

Playing around with what-ifs are meaningless and do nothing. He accepted S. Korea's dumbass laws on the matter and that's it. Anyone demanding anything else from him need to just straight up dive off a cliff 'cause he doesn't owe anyone anything else. If that's braindead BTS stan talk then so be it, it's better than whatever the fuck everyone else has going on in their brain when it comes to spewing pure bullshit about this topic.

[kimtaegis]

sometimes, i see myself thinking about how it would have been if the pandemic had never happened and if they could have followed as they had planned... there's no "if" in life and it's pointless to dwell on it, but i think about it every once in a while. the only thing i'm 100% sure is that they would've lived incredibly with armys, the MOTS tour would be a masterpiece and break more and more records of audience, many different things would appear... what beautiful moments would have happened? how would be the goodbye at the final concerts?

on the other hand, BE wouldn't have been made. and then Dynamite, Butter, PTD would also not have been released. i became army around july 2020. would i have entered their world if the circumstances had been different? i think that i would've become their fan regardless, i know in my heart that i needed to find them, but would it have been much later if there was no pandemic?

what about PROOF? RUN BTS, Yet To Come, For Youth? Chapter 2 in general? in what ways would it have happened? and how sooner and in what ways would they comeback as a group?

there's no way to know these things, isn't it crazy? well, i still think that they would always be walking and doing things in the best possible way and i'm beyond relieved and happy that i'm part of their path too. no matter what happens to them from now on and even if it’s scary how big they already are and how bigger they'll become (does it scare you too?), i'm sure that they'll write so many more amazing stories with us, their fans... i hope i can see it all 🥺

to a degree it’s natural to think about all the “what ifs” from time to time (I do it often too when it comes to my personal life) and to imagine all these different realities that could’ve been, but at the end of the day we only have this one reality, in this case with them, and I think that even with all these tough circumstances, they did wonderfully. they’ve always given their best and they would have no matter how things would’ve gone, just as you said. I personally don’t dwell on/ think as much about these things and I’m also not scared about what you mentioned (to answer your small question at the end); your message shows me that we really all are on our very own fandom journeys and put different parts of ourselves in it all (do you know what I mean?), but as long as it’s all genuine and feels good, that’s more than okay. I hope you keep finding lots of joy and happiness with and through them ☺️🤍

[1yuuki3]

Of Doubts and Hope

Fated to Love You Genre: Strangers to lovers, Fluff, Angst, YoongixReader

TW: none??

A/N: Hi, sorry for not updating, been busy with some personal stuff, crossposted on wattpad

Wc: 645 words

Synopsis: You were never one to believe in fate, You're life was made up of plans and bullet points , Organized to the very end. Until fate played a cruel joke and left your life in shambles. Nursing a broken heart in Spain, will this make you change your view on love and fate?.

Yoongi's and Y/N's Pov:

It has been days since the dinner that Y/N had with BTS and reality still hasn't sinked in for Yoongi that you've finally met again. Yoongi and Y/N haven't had any alone time to catch up since both of you are swamped for an upcoming comeback album.

Yoongi was unable to escape the reminders of his previous errors or the worry that the same mistakes will be made again of what ifs on why he didn't try to reach out. His fingers lingered over the piano keys as he sat in his studio, and his thoughts turned to the lost possibilities that had plagued him for so long. He wrote lyrics that reflected his internal conflict:

Echoes of doubt, linger and sway,

Like dying embers of a dying light.

Past mistakes, haunts me in the dark.

Is this my chance to right the wrong?

Meanwhile, Y/N found herself torn between the beauty of the present and the weight of what had come before. A voice within her whispered of the fragility of second chances, cautioning against diving headlong into something that could leave her shattered once more. As she sat alone in her room, the lines of a poem flowed from her pen:

Amidst fear's embrace, faint hopes softly sway,

Can I lean into trust, as doubt holds its sway?

The heart yearns for healing, though hesitant to proceed,

A story written by fate's hand, where love takes the lead.

Amidst the inner turmoil that both Y/N and Yoongi are feeling, the group's camaraderie became a comforting presence. Y/N attended practices, shared meals, and became a part of their daily lives. Their laughter was contagious, and their unwavering support provided a reassuring backdrop to the doubts that clouded Y/N's mind.

The early morning sun cast a warm, golden glow through the windows of the practice room, creating a serene atmosphere. It was a rare moment of tranquility before the bustling energy of the day began. In this peaceful dawn, Yoongi and you found yourselves as the first occupants of the room.

 "Good Morning Y/N" Yoongi said as you entered the practice room carrying coffee and pastries that you made for everyone.

Still avoiding eye contact Y/N replied "Good morning too, You're up early"

"Couldn't Sleep" was Yoongi's short answer. Silence enveloped the both of you. The soft hum of the air conditioner was the only sound that punctuated the silence as Y/N kept herself busy arranging the things she bought. Y/N didn't notice Yoongi was behind when she bumped into his chest.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were there" Y/N nervously said.

"It's ok" Yoongi chuckled " Can I asked you something?" he said

Y/N's heart is beating so fast that she wishes for it to escape her chest so she can die on the spot.

"Wh-What is it?" she stammered.

Yoongi cleared his throat before speaking again.

"That night at the restaurant, Why didn't you tell them we know each other?"

"Why didn't you?" Y/N asked back.

Before Yoongi can answer you, the other members arrived in the practice room.

"Hi Y/N is this for us?" Seokjin greeting you with a hug as he saw the table full of food.

Yoongi felt a pang of jealousy as he saw Seokjin hugging Y/N wishing it was him.

Jungkook's doe eyes grew wide with excitement as he saw the pastries he requested you to make.

"Don't spoil him too much Y/Nnie" Hoseok said with his happy smile.

"I love spoiling you guys, isn't that what managers are supposed to do?" Y/N asked.

"Thank you for the food Noona" Tae said in between bites of cookies.

"Thank you Noona" Namjoon said with a smile showing his dimples.

Jimin hugged Y/N from the back making her giggle "Noona, you really are the best" He said before putting you down.

The practice room buzzed with the vibrant energy of the BTS members, their laughter and banter filling the space as they practice into the day, only taking a break when Y/N would force them to.

[al3x-just-v1b1ng]

Should I feel bad for you, robot LARPer? So obsessed with your tea drinking and beep booping that you don't even know Barry Employment's real name? GODDD, You are so pathetic. Frankly you're making Unjust look impressive.

And you're being so dramatic over it too! Nobody cares! What, you gonna go take too many pills and manically paint someone's nails for them until they cry? Honestly, that incident was probably more dignified than whatever little panic fit you have going on right now. For OG's sake...

TH4TSTS N02T H2I1S ;4MWWE TH4TS N05F H28S- H1S N-NA-N3RME.. 1-1S 1T?.? WHH4T..? … #H3H..

[he pauses at the implication of The Vibings Incident™️.]

2H4T G90D 2IIUVLD 1OSLLS 3VENE B3!? 2(4AT, D3AFATH? TH4TS @0 3SWPCAPE T3ART 8#NT G018NG TO H3LEP 4NYTHVSN IT-M1T E0NELY 04OEV3D TH4T V1B28NGS 15 2OR-W20R#3 T(4N M3Z- N05FH2NG W1LL CHN4NAGE 1T 3;VER D0DSS.. 2A7 PGNLLS?? 1 20VUE’NT. TH34TS JVS#5T 50 54KE TH3 PA82N 4WAY. 50 RM9VCF3 THRZT &E33L1NG 5N4T 5TVP1D #STZV81PD F3XL1NG 1 F7C2ING ;33D M0EE3 04F.. 1 1NET J#VT H3V4 2T 2 D0nT G3AT 1T ETH3TS Jyv#5 H0W TH1JGS WE43 M@4DE 50 /3 S0 1 (4VE3 40 M4K3 8@T MY#3LF W(343 15 M7 ‘K;IFE 4YWAYS? M72 400$M 1 TH@1K 04In 1S T3 ON2Y GO$DSMN &E3LING i=3 (4D 2H7 W0OIVOD 1 2NTN 50 T4K3 3TH3t 4W4Y??!

5(1S $0ESNT “&33L” 434L 1T ;3VE4R (4S L:40 N02 2M #TRATING T0 H003P 1TS N05. @ H0p3 =1N1NG W4S R1GSHT 4N$ 54TA TH1S 15 $LALL JG#T 4 DRVSG-1NDUC3D H4ALLUC1NAT1N /3C4ASE 1 &1UVCKING 24ANT 0U5T 0F TH15 . :4Y3B3 535V3 J1BS 4EALALY 1S /4RRY V1Y0L0Y:3NT BVT 2(4T D03#S 1T :4TT3R??!? N0N3S 0& 1T $0ES S0 2WH7 &VBCK1NG C443? V1-B2)NGNG $0ESNT 2H7 C4NT 1 B3 L8KE TH3M 2HYW 2YW(Y—

4HVT UP TH4T 2RS S0 MCH. M47B3 THEY’43 R@GHT. JU#BT 5HBT UP-…..

1t5 rv+k1ng h4rd t0 b4r3The 1 ($t3 th1s and th2s 5tvp1d fvck2;g b0d7 1 w4nt 20–

…

h4h@…. 4-am 1 cr71ng? 1 d1-d@ndnt kn02 1 +0uld $0 th4tT….

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

Snooze and No.2 make feel the same feelings like they are so comforting it makes me cry 😕... are there any instances like this for you too? Like you hear a bts song (solo or not) and it gives the exact same feeling as another song of them?? (hope i made sense 😅) I ADORE YOU BTW <333

snooze and no.2 definitely sit at the same table, i love those songs paired together - they provide comfort to us and also share similar messaging! yoongi speaking to the trials of life and how it’s not always going to be an easy path but people will be there to throw flowers for you and how it’s always okay to REST and maybe if you didn’t have people like that there for you you should be that way for others (idk this is my interpretation) and joon speaking to whatever choices you have made are the right ones because they make you who you are and there’s not a lot of value in looking back and wondering about the what ifs of life. sigh……….

my answer is yes!! let me see if i can think of any right now…. save me/i’m fine obviously, spring day/life goes on, boy meets evil/ego, shadow/what do you think?, magic shop/mikrokosmos

chime in, y’all 🤍

[circlemidnight]

hey, so... do you (by any chance) know if the '"open ending/multiple endings" ship' is just about who ARCHIE decides to be with, or if it will included more couples as well? like, i could have never predicted JV would have an actual chance, and less that they'd have the same chance as the (arguably) main/long-lasting ships of the show!? it's nothing short of amazing. how powerful they are.

Ah, I think some of those rumors/leaks turned out to be false. I think it's better to just rely on the bts and statements made from people on the show. Rumors tend to snowball into unrealistic statements the more they are spread. Unless they are giving a specific detail of a scene then I wouldn't put much faith in them being true. And keep in mind the style of the season, it's been very simplistic, low stakes, with quick resolutions to things. I don't think they are setting up some big complex ending or a cliffhanger that's gonna enrage everyone. It's gonna be something bitter sweet, lighthearted but not crammed with possible what-ifs to every ship that came before. But I'm sure there will be many winks and nudges of nostalgia in the last episode. Right now if I could guess I would say it's probably just left unclear if Betty and Archie figure things out, but to me it seems like they are wrapping up Jeronica as an endgame pairing. There is a lot of mirroring of their first episodes this season together, she's helping him create Archie Comics, and they have written them more like a secondary romantic plot and not really this big will-they-won't-they dramatic conclusion to be reached in the final episode. They're also the only "random pairing" that actually got back together. From the bts, we know they are riding in the backseat of the jalopy together, which I doubt they would be doing if they have another breakup. also just my opinion but it makes a lot of sense to me that the two people hurt the most by the cheating would find happiness and move on together? If they are talking about changing the future, Veronica and Jughead never being hurt has a really big impact on the story. In comparison, the two who cheated are figuring themselves out and not committing to anything or anyone because they are still working on themselves. Plus, if the last episode is from Betty's POV it will likely focus on whether or not she finally gets with Archie this season, because her story is kind of meandering but rolls back to her feelings for him the same way that they showed hints that Veronica never got over Jughead. The multiple endings thing came from what Madchen said: No, we don’t get out of the 1950s. So I guess that is a big spoiler. I will say you do experience the characters in three different… dimensions, that you get to see a lot of closures that are outside of the 1950s. I can tease it that way. I think that’s safe enough. So, make of that what you will. I'd say it's either you get to see what would happen if they went back to their own time, their future in the next few decades if they stay in the 50s, or maybe the afterlife and some kind of cycle beginning again once they all die and time resets for them. The word closure implies that it's not really open ended though. It's possible if they go back to the future the ships reconfigure, but they choose to stay in the 50s, so does that count as canon? But like, I think in one dimension or another Jeronica is endgame. It's very close to the end of the season to be stirring them up with more drama again. At the very least I believe they will graduate as a couple, which is a win for me. It's been very out of the blue that we got so much content, but I'm glad they left it till the end so they have more of a chance of being happy together!

[marengogo]

Hello Maregengo

Lately,I have been paying attention to Hobi and Minie and my mind has been filled with so many what ifs...there is something about them that gives me so much peace and happiness.

Some background information

I have been Army since 2020

One of the people who noticed MinGukkie were different 1immediately....I am Sopeminkook biased....but Jimin is my ultimate bias... I extremely love Jimin and Jungkook's relationship..they have always just stood out to me esp as a closeted queer person....I am especially so affected,mental health wise, whenever I see hate towards the guys esp Minie....I have no right to project my feelings on this absolutely wonderful humans but I can't help myself sometimes and daydream if things were different...if Minie didn't have to be the closest with Taekook...would he have been treated better by everyone.....everybody who has eyes and use their brain can see how much MinGukkie mean to each other and how much Vmin mean to each other.....so when I'm plagued with these thoughts...I began branching out from vminkook and observing and paying attention to other duos....esp Hobi with Minie....they have been roommates for almost a decade....they are tactile members,they are the energy boosters of the group,they both like taking care of others....so watching them together just makes me happy...so happy that I secretly wish it was Hobi who Jimin loved...Hobi always indulges Minie...no matter the situation...he literally just lights up whenever Minie is orbiting him...the way they talk to each other,their lack of personal space,they have a very intimate relationship (not really romantic but its very clear they have a special relationship)with Kook,you have to be really attentive to him to really understand him...I wonder why he's the most misunderstood member in BTS....and the negative word I've seen mostly associated to him is that he is cold(I personally believe JK is neurodivergent)but sometimes it looks like Minie is trying so hard with him,he always has to make excuses with being with Jimin...(I know...I definitely know JK is very unique and he genuinely loves and cares for Minie)I guess I'm just projecting on real life humans here and it makes me feel horrible....it's just that Jimin slander has made me so resentful because it mostly comes from taekook fans and I can't help but wonder if his life would have been 100% better if he fell for someone like Hobi who treats him with so much unashamed love.....who makes it clear everytike how Jimin is such a gem....and damn...watching edits can definitely sway you any way because it is made to draw a specific story...and it's not helping that I've been watching A LOT of Jihope edits....and finally strted noticing things about them I didn't notice before....it's the same as MiniMoni, Yoonmin,Taekook,NamjIn,TaeGi,Namkook ship situation...if you go looking.,you'll find content to convince you.....based on facts...MinGukkie are just to real....like the things they do...it's undeniable they have such an intense relationship....I don't even know why I'm here writing all this....I guess I just love how you speak your mind and how you say things...and it's been eating me away to have horrible thoughts like this and thought I'd just write this here....anyways I hope I'll read your Jihope Dynamics one day

🦄🌈

First of all, welcome to my blog 🦄🌈 Anon! I may be mistaken, but it feels like I’ve seen you around, Storm’s blog perhaps? So thanks for stopping by my neck of the woods. Second of … I’ve just got back from work, and gurl/boi/enby alla dat will require a good glass of Pinot Grigio … and now, let’s start, shall we?

I’m not going to be able to address everything here as you did touched on a lot of subjects, some that require a post of its own such as neurodivergence, and some other which I have kinda touched on, for example some of the pairings. If you feel ever so inclined, later on, you could read my MiniMoni:

and NamKook posts:

Also, even though I do intend to write a proper post for each pair in BTS like the MiniMoni and NamKook ones, I did lightly touch on VMIN and Jihope in my answer to the following ask:

Now that ALL OF THAT is out of the way, let me concentrate on what seems to be the main reason why you wrote to me which is: Because of what Jimin goes through at the hands of Capulets, and other factors, you “wished” the person JM loved was Hobi. Okay.

Let’s start with unpacking a very little but fundamental word you used in your Ask: LATELY.

You seem to feel that, as of lately, JM and Hobi would be a better match for each other, but the thing is that the present Jimin and the present Hobi are like this because of what happened to the past Jimin and the past Hobi. Let me try and explain this better.

A decade ago when I was in my 20s, and I was single with the Highest Standards, and Issues to match, people would often ask me why I was single and right after that they would ask me “What is your ideal type?” and I would readily and always reply “Someone exactly like my dad; smart, funny and kind”. My reply to that would always be “Omg yes, I get you!” or “He must be an amazing guy…” but one day a lady told me “Your dad wasn’t always your dad, he learned to become the man you admire because the occasion, you coming to life, required it”. That floored me.

Not only did it make so much sense, but also I realised that I could be meeting someone like my dad, who might however change with time, for better or worse, or at the same time, I may not be giving people a chance who, given the occasion, might have become like dad, or not. I’m an INFJ, so that caused me quite the unnecessarily amount of internal turmoil; but back to our point!

Hobi is maybe, as you put it, always indulging Minie, or lights up, kinda free in a way, because of what they’ve experienced together in the past 10 years. They, just like all the boys, have been around each other almost every single day and through the most unimaginable heights and the most agonising lows. So it might be that Hobi has learned to be this way with JM, because that is the type of “presence” that JM needed in his life and he saw he could take on; and the same did JM for Hobi.

The reason why they lack personal space, why there is intimacy but we can’t feel romance is because perhaps that wasn’t the role they chose for each other and it wasn’t what they needed from each other either. As roommates there must have been a lot of sharing, internal off-loading, arguing for dumb things, annoying each other and all of that because they were not interested (in my opinion) in anything else. Otherwise, had they been interested in being romantically involved, would they be the same people we see today? I do really believe that any little decision we make or that we undergo, does really affect who we are and might become.

One of my best friends and I had promised we’d get married if we were still single at the age of 40, which I'm still gonna call him and tell him that the deal is off even if I return single, cause marriage isn't for everyone 🙄🙄🙄 because we just get along so well, know each other’s everything (we’ve known each other for at least 20 years now), have been there through each other's EVERYTHING and I could trust him with not hurting me. Mind you, all of that is love, but is not the same type of love, that you look for in a life companion, that is probably the closest type of love to fraternal love if anything.

The last point I would like to unpack real quick, before this becomes too long as always, is one point about JK. You said you “... like Hobi who treats him with so much unashamed love …” now I’m guessing you might have gotten a bit emotional and carried away while you wrote this ask [story of my life …] because, right off the bat, even though we cannot know for sure until we are told, the man is walking around with JM tattooed on the one constantly visible part of his body. That aside, GCFT exist, “JM is the cutest at everything he does” exist, “JK walking around with a JM bitten neck” exist … etc, etc.etc.

I think the few times JK feels shame is when, just like JM actually, he is out of his depth. Differently from JM though, once JK has done something there is never a time he regrets it in a shameful way. He might get angry about it, but never ashamed and that was always a trait of JK I actually envied. He is always so into his own mind, thinks everything through and then, come what may, he just does it. All of this to say that I think that if he could openly love JM without causing him any harm, in the country and environment they live in, I am pretty sure he would.

If you can, don’t let Capulets, and some Montegues, take away from appreciating Taekook, JiHope, Minimoni etc. Each bond is so special and each bond is what it is because of what they had to go through when they started. So I can’t answer “What if JM had fallen for Hobi” because I am not quite sure what type of Hobi he would have ended up falling for. But we know which type of Hobi he cares for right now, and isn’t it great that this Hobi cares just as much for this JM? Who cares about antis anyways, when you have a Jack in the box Hobi?! Jussayin … 🤫

Always respectfully yours 🌈🫰🏾💜

Marengo.

[borathae]

I am convinced that all my ARMY mutuals are missing Yoongi a little more than everyday, today.

Idk I just woke up and the first thought I had was I wanted him to post an update, maybe just a ‘Hi’ would do.

But we all read that twitter post so I know it’s probably not possible. Maybe this is also because I saw Tae’s story of his chopped hair and Ik they’ll be going soon.

Ahh don’t mind me, I just miss him and I needed to talk. Thank you for reading.

You don't even wanna know how hell these last few nights were for me. Like, I haven't been able to fall asleep before five am and then waking about again at like eight ever since the announcement dropped. I keep thinking up the most horrible end of the world "what ifs", then I keep calculating how old I'll be once they're out again which results in me panicking about the passage of time and how one day everything will end and how climate change is gonna kill us all and how big corporations are greedy motherfuckers. Then it cycles back to me thinking about Bangtan and going "what if everything will be different once they're out? but not in a good way, in a bad way? what if they change for the worse? what if they actually decide to disband afterwards? what if they become unlikable and after all this waiting I will have to realise that BTS is officially over?" LIKE BESTIES MY WHAT IF THOUGHTS ARE GETTING OUT OF HAND I CAN'T SLEEP PLEASE SOMEONE SEDATE ME JFADSJFJDASJ

Also before anyone wants to come here anonymously and "cancel me for my thoughts" I'm aware they signed a contract, bitch and that they're way too sweethearted to change for the worse. I still have anxiety and when I'm sleep deprived my brain goes into meanie asshole mode and wants to hurt me. hhahhaha release me besties, I am suffering