Home Is Where The Heart Is

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⇢ wherein yn, the youtuber by the name of rosebud, has captivated the heart of Jeon Eunwoo, a little boy who videocalled on accident.

1 - profiles and an accidental call

2 - hot single in your area

3 - “i’m back, bitches”

4 - banana milk

5 - weird faces

5.5 - notes

6 - sus(picious)

7 - ikea

8 - none of your business

9 - ms. girl-next-door

10 - apology

11 - bait

12 - his arms

13 - heart eyes

14 - strays

14.5 - mythical being

15 - endearing

16 - birthday bokki

17 - rewards

18 - do you believe me?

19 - the truth about rosebud

20 - don’t answer.

20.5 - sane

21 - loud and clear

22.1 - memory_one

22.2 - memory_two

22.3 - memory_three

22.4 - memory_four

if hobi not bf… why bf shaped? [cr. qdeoks]

I loved her first

Continuation of “Home is where the heart is”

♢ Pairing: Jimin x Idol!Reader –> Dad/Idol AU

♢ Word count: 4.6 k

♢ Genre: Family fluff

⌲ Description: Jimin wonders how the time flew by as he looks at his little girl standing at the altar.

A/N: I’m so sorry for any grammar mistakes or misplaced words. It’s basically 4 AM right now, and I was stubborn to finish this before sleeping. Hope it’s still understandable and you guys like it! I lowkey cried a few times while writing… Listen to the song ‘I loved her first’ by Heartland while reading!

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(Dragon! Yoongi x Reader) (Ft. Baby! Jungkook and Baby Dragon! Hoseok)

Summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops off a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of the woods.

Other characters: Dragon! Namjoon x Fairy! Jimin, Sorcerer! Seokjin x human! Taehyung, baby Dragon! Hoseok, Baby! Jungkook

Warnings/Tags:  Fantasy au, magical creatures, baby Jungkook domesticity, brief sickfic, brief body horror, injury, mentions of parental death, Shifting, mentions of rut cycles,  war, brief nudity, non-explicit smut, mentions of dragon dick, knots, yoongi has an inhumanly big dick, domestic bliss, PTSD, flashbacks, soulbonds,

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PART 1: An Unlikely Family (6.8k)

PART 2: Little Red Feathers (11.2k) 

PART 3: The Dragon Council (9.3k)

PART 4: The Manor House (20.0K)

PART 5: The Last Sorcerer (18.6k)

PART 6: Sleep Well my Love

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Bonus: FANART OF DRAGON YOONGI!!!

Bonus: FANART OF FAIRY! JIMIN

Bonus: Story Playlist

saw this on twitter and i think it explains everything beautifully :)

↳  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 ღ

↳ 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!

a softie for sentimentality, bakugou katsuki.

Bakugou wears a bracelet. You’ve known about it for as long as you could remember, but only decided to acknowledge it now that you’re in your third year at UA, two weeks before graduation.

It wasn’t flashy or adorned with any kind of logo—just a simple, sturdy piece of metal with a stainless clasp that he seemed to wear all the time. You tilted your head as you studied it.

“You’ve had that bracelet for as long as I can remember,” you said, sitting down on his study chair. It’s a privilege to even set foot inside of his room without immediately being told (yelled) off, really.

Bakugou looked up from his book and glanced at you. “Yeah, and?”

“Is there, like, a story behind it?”

“No story,” he said with a shrug, but you weren’t entirely convinced.

“Really? That’s so bland. I thought there’d be like a gut-wrenching or life-changing story for it.”

He sat up from his bed with a huff, his eyes narrowing at you. “It’s just somethin’ I wear. What’s it to you?”

You raised your hands in mock surrender, a playful smile on your lips. “Alright, Mr. Mysterious. Keep your secrets.”

“Fuck off, dipshit.”

“Again with that! Why can’t you be nicer now that we’re graduating?”

“Shut up,” he grumbled.

-

But the conversation stuck to you.

It’s the day of graduation when you presented him with a small, handmade box. It was simple, made of sturdy cardboard decorated with his signature colors and an orange ribbon to match. Bakugou rose a brow.

“What’s this for?” He asks, holding it up like the box might explode at any given moment, though there was no bite to it.

“A box.”

“No shit,” he scoffs, “what’s in it?”

“Open it to find out!” You egged him on.

Bakugou sighs, opening the box with a focused pout. He went quiet when he saw what was inside.

“Ta-da! A bracelet,” you said, smiling. “For you. Thought you could use something new to switch things up.”

He held the stringed bracelet in his hand, looking at the material as if it would erupt in flames if he glared hard enough. It was a stark contrast to his metal one—brightly colored warm complementary beads with little charms that somehow still managed to feel like him. There was a red charm shaped like an explosion, a black bead with a skull design, and a small silver charm with an engraved kanji for “strength.”

“I’m not wearing this,” he said flatly.

It’s like your cartoonish heart balloon had suddenly been popped with a prickly needle.

“What? Why not? It’s cool!” you argued. “I even made it myself to really match you!”

“It’s not my style.”

“Sure it is. Look, it’s got black, silver, and even a little red—it screams Bakugou Katsuki.”

“I didn’t get you anythin’ as a parting gift,” he tells you.

“Don’t worry about it! It’s fine,” you replied, waving your hand in dismissal. “Just thought this’ll go with your metal bracelet.”

He nodded, though there was a somewhat frustrated pout on his expression, muttering something under his breath a soft “thanks,” and placed the gift back in the box, never actually letting you see him wearing it during that moment.

-

Years later, during a photoshoot for the yearly hero gala, Bakugou stood in front of the camera in his full Dynamight suit. The photographer adjusted the lights, snapping rapid shots as Bakugou struck his signature confident poses.

“Hold still,” the stylist said, adjusting his gauntlet slightly. Her eyes flicked to his wrist, and she paused. “Oh, that’s cute. Is that handmade?”

Bakugou blinked, following her gaze. Wrapped around his wrist, right next to his ever-present metal bracelet, was the colorful string bracelet you had made him all those years ago.

He stiffened slightly, but instead of taking it off, he shrugged. “Yeah. What about it?”

The stylist smiled warmly. “It’s a nice touch. Makes you seem... approachable. And quite frankly, it matches your suit.”

Bakugou snorted. “Whatever. Let’s get this over with.”

-

When the photos surfaced online, fans quickly noticed the bracelet. Social media practically exploded that day.

Is Dynamight wearing a friendship bracelet??

A HANDMADE BRACELET ON DYNAMIGHT??

Guys, he’s worn this thing for YEARS. Check the old pictures! 🙂‍↔️

You, of course, caught wind of the news—because honestly, who wouldn’t when it took all social media platforms by storm? You saw the posts one evening while scrolling through your phone. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the photos. It was unmistakable—the bracelet you had made all those years ago.

Long after your UA days were behind you and your lives had taken you and Bakugou down different paths, the all-too-familiar bracelet made you smile sadly—more nostalgic happiness than actual sadness, really.

You stared at the screen, sighing quietly. You thought back to the last time you’d spoken, to the unspoken decision that had pulled you in different directions. You never thought something as small as a bracelet would still mean anything to him.

You didn’t even think you’d live to see the day he wears it, much less keep it after the years.

But there it was, bright and unapologetic on his wrist, a subtle reminder of a bond that hadn’t completely faded with time.

Somewhere across the city, Bakugou stood on a rooftop, the evening wind tugging at his hero uniform. He glanced down at the bracelet on his wrist, running his thumb over the frayed edges of the string. He smirked to himself, a quiet acknowledgment of the past and the person who’d given it to him.

“Guess you were right,” he muttered, his voice barely audible over the wind. “It does scream Bakugou Katsuki.”

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