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3 years ago

Why is there no opposite word of loneliness?

Could it be because people, until they die, have no moments of not being lonely?

์™ธ๋กœ์›€์˜ ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€๋ง์€ ์™œ ์—†์„๊นŒ

์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์ฃฝ์„ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ์•ˆ ์™ธ๋กœ์šธ ๋•Œ๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด์„œ์ผ์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ

โ€”RM, Life


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2 years ago
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๊”› ๐“ˆ’*โœˆ๏ธหš๊’ฐ๐Ÿฆ‹๊’ฑยทหšโ‚“ ๐ŸŒŠโ•หš

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๊”› ๐“ˆ’*โ›ฒหš๊’ฐ๐Ÿ’™๊’ฑยทหšโ‚“ ๐Ÿชกโ•หš

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สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ษดแด… ส€แด‡ส™สŸแดษข ษชา“ สแดแดœ sแด€แด แด‡

แด…แดษด'แด› ส€แด‡แด˜แดsแด›


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2 years ago

.โธผโ‹† ึผหš.๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐’๐’‡ ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•๐’”, ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† & ๐’‚๐’“๐’•. ึผหšโ‹†โธผ.

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โ™กโ€ง โบๅฝกโœจโ‹†โ—ž๐Ÿช ยฐโ‚Šยทหˆโˆ—โ™ก โญ

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สŸษชแด‹แด‡ แด€ษดแด… ส€แด‡ส™สŸแดษข ษชา“ สแดแดœ sแด€แด แด‡


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2 years ago
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๐ŸŒพ ๐–ฅป b๐—ฎแฅ’๐—€๐˜๐–บ๐—ป แตŽแตŽ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿณs ๐Ÿช

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๐“ฒ ์ง‘ ยท ๐“„น ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ โŠน ๐ŸŒป โฌช

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2 years ago

๐Ÿ’™๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐Ÿ’™

โ—Œ โƒ˜ ๐Ÿ“˜ โ€ขึด ๏น— หณ ื„๐Ÿ”น๏น” โ—Œ ๐“‚‚ หณโบ ๐ŸŒŠ ๊ฏญ โŠน โ‹† เฃช

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Do not repost ๐ŸŒŠ


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7 years ago

When i'm start listening intro BTS โ€œMIC DROPโ€ ft Desiigner & Steve Aoki


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4 years ago

appreciateโ€”

written by: ๐Ÿฅบ

genre: fluff

warnings: none

pairing: namjoon x reader

summary: on some occasions, love isn't a strong enough word

thank you to @ofrosesandteacups for requesting this!! (not this kinda becoming a metaphor for army and the energy we put into loving them?? idk i see it but tell me what you think)

Appreciate

it feels as though you've been here before, although you are entirely certain you haven't. miles away from home in a foreign country, surrounded by speakers of a language you have yet to master - and yet it feels more like home than america ever could.

"do you miss your family?"

you do. not seeing them for five years is bound to create that feeling, equal parts longing and forgetting. but that same longing compelled you to seek out a new family, one that seems more like your flesh and blood than those who actually are.

"sometimes," you settle on. "i see them most days."

"just through a screen, though."

"are you trying to make me cry or something?"

namjoon laughs; lower and more hushed than usual. there's no reason for it, and yet you can understand why - it just fits the atmosphere.

laying between the ground and the sky, - somewhere that is also nowhere - it isn't like anyone could hear you besides the stars and the trees, and they are loyal; nature never spills the secrets that are whispered between humans when they think they are alone. secrets are too precious like that, too easily shattered. nature knows better.

but he whispers anyway, "of course not. just asking."

you turn your head to study him. his skin glows in the moonlight, eyes shining like stars reflected in a dark pond. a rush of warmth floods over you and stirs a thought that enters your head frequently: this is where i'm meant to be.

"you're my family."

a smile stretches over namjoon's lips. it's quiet, soft, and you start to wonder if that's just him, rather than an unspoken rule formulated by the setting.

"i know."

he's used to this. you tell him it frequently, tell every one of the boys that you love them as much as you possibly can, because with their busy schedules and the pressure that comes with fame, it's easy to forget that you're loved - truly, unconditionally loved - sometimes, and you want to remind them of that.

maybe that's why he doesn't act surprised when an 'i love you' slips through your lips next. that's okay, you don't need him to react, just feel the weight of your words, how much you really mean it.

"i appreciate you," he says.

you're used to this. the other boys have no qualms about returning your love, some less than others, but again, that's okay. but with namjoon, he hasn't said it once. he shows it in other ways, sure, this particular phrase being one of his favourite methods.

it was okay at first. up until the point you realised your feelings for him extended past friendship, and at the same time realised that it would, inevitably, end in a broken heart on your part.

he must sense this, as he quickly follows it up with, "and i don't say that to put you down, by the way. i just think that appreciation can be a lot stronger than love, you know?"

"no, uh, i understand that."

he doesn't stop there. "no, really. i could tell you i love you, because i do, but it wouldn't be able to express what i really feel."

he turns and locks eyes with you. his gaze is soft, soft, soft, but at the same time it burns, like gentle, slow heat on a summers day. you can't help but look away, instead focusing on the space between you two, where your fingers idly pick at individual blades of grass.

"y/n?"

you hum in response.

"i mean it," he states, now switching to english. maybe that's why you feel the most comfortable with him - you can relax in his presence, not having to worry about honorifics and conjugating verbs. "i appreciate the way you never hesitate to speak your mind; the way you treat us like you treat everyone else; the way you're always there when we need you."

you bite your lip, the confidence you usually hold dissipating into the atmosphere to join the clouds that roll overhead. "thank you," is all you can think to say. it's true, though. he's never usually like this, and you're grateful that he's finally confirmed it, even if its only in part.

a gentle hand touches your chin, prompting you to look upwards. you can't escape the warmth of his eyes now, and it's almost suffocating.

"you put your all into us. we appreciate it, we really do. but please remember to look after yourself once in a while. please?"

you nod. apparently, it isn't enough. "promise me. promise me you'll appreciate yourself as much as you appreciate us, and as much as we appreciate you."

a sigh escapes your lips. the light breeze caresses your skin, but namjoon's blanketing warmth is enough to keep the cold from settling into your bones.

"i promise."


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2 years ago

namjoon just removed more than 100 posts from his ig account...... i think part of me just died im not even joking


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5 years ago

I tried to be a casual fan but now I'm here and I kinda love it.


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3 years ago

Fanfics

Should I start writing BTS fanfics on this blog? I've been taking a break since last year so my writing has got a little rusty but I feel like I wanna try again, I'm not really sure about it yet since I've been busy and had hit a massive writer's block, on top of that writing is not really an easy feat either, so let me know if you want me to?


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4 years ago

hellooow, iโ€™m searching a fic since months now and iโ€™m asking if maybe anyone knows where it went????,,, well what i can remember is that it was a yoongi x reader fic and some kind of different ways to show love or signs of love. i remember that one was for example that yoongi was brighter and giddier when he was around his phone, heโ€™s normally nonchalant but because of y/n heโ€™s different and the members felt it. and then i remember the last part where y/n tells him that she knows that he loves her and heโ€™s all like :o and that she loves him too which makes him go like :O he canโ€™t believe it so he asks her over and over again to repeat it and she does and he even teared up a lil... that was one of the best fics iโ€™ve read, i even read it multiple times but now i canโ€™t seem to find it anymore pls heeeelp. i think they were in a room like a kitchen in the last part and y/n was about to head out with namjoon to eat or something and then she confronted yoongi, i donโ€™t know i remember something vaguely that she was almost ready to go had her jacket on and all and told namjoon to go wait for her and she just went back into the kitchen to get something and saw yoongi there and told him


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