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Baby: eyโduโ
Me: aww heโs saying his first words! Can you say mama?
Baby: Abuh. . .
Me: come on say mama
Baby: I dunno nan molla!
Me: i knew I raised you well
Fic idea 1 : Apocalyptic Heart
Pairing: Jungkook x OC (f) X Taehyung
Genre: Post Apocalyptic World, Zombie, Special Ability (Jungkook), experiments, evolution, illegal medical trial, inhuman treatment, Survival, Angst, fluff (eventual smut), possible future yandere (Jungkook), blood, possible dismantling, biting, death of minor characters, age difference, noona.
Disclaimer: This is not a full fiction or story, merely a plot. Please read this post before proceeding. If you are reading this, you can reblog the post if u want to!
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Plot or Synopsis: It is about an apocalyptic world where the human population is overthrown by mutated creatures, who once used to be human. L/N Y/N is a 21 year old girl surviving on her own. She's constantly on the road, salvaging supplies for survival, on her daily run, she meets lone or group of survivors but she never sticks around, living by her rule "Alone is Safe".
On her journey to survival she meets a pregnant woman who seems to be on the run and in a pretty bad shape. Around 3 years ago, Y/N lost her sister when the breakout started, and she remembered how she was helpless enough not being able to save her sister. Seeing the pregnant woman, she is reminded of her elder sister and gets attached. So she decides to stay by her to take care of her and her unborn baby and breaks the one and only rule she lived by so far, to survive alone.
Soon she realizes the woman is being chased by people, not just brain eating monsters. They seem powerful and battle ready. She kept asking the woman why she was being chased and she told Y/N the less she knew, the safer she will be. Running from them being the 1st priority, she doesn't press the woman for further explanation. One day while supply run, they are cornered by those mystery men's and they go into hiding. The anxiety and stress leads the woman to go into labor and she gives birth to a boy. But soon their hiding location is compromised and they need to run again. After the birth the woman is too weak to run. So refuses to go with Y/N saying she will slow them down. So Y/N now has a choice to either stay and get caught by those men or take the baby and run, leaving the mother behind. The woman insists she does the later. Y/N doesn't argue further, knowing that's the only logical thing to do. So even though she feels guilty, she vows to the woman to protect the child and runs away while the woman buys her time by tricking them thinking she has the baby.
Y/N is not the kind to stay in the same location for long as it draws the undead but she needs a place to keep the baby safe, since she can't carry him to her daily run. So she decides to settle down in some outskirt, to raise him in safety. But things starts to get complicated when she notices the kid isn't an average child. He is growing at an unprecedented rate and shows undisputable strength. By the time the child was 1 months old, he already grew into a 1 year old kid.
Although she decides to take the child in to protect it and raise, in the back of her mind she somewhat resents it, knowing it was the reason the mother had to sacrifice herself. It reminds of herself, how her elder sister sacrificed herself to a group of undead when they broke into her house in the middle of the night so she can buy Y/N some time to run away. If it wasn't for either of them, her sister and the mother would be alive. So she never cuddles the baby, only holds him when he's crying, doesn't name him, never shows any affection towards it. She feels kind of relieved for the child's growth as she didn't need to care for an infant for long. But there is something in the way the child looks at her, like she holds the moon and star for him, sometimes it bothers her as if the child sees through her.
After 4 months of settling down in a outskirt school near the hill, one day she returns home after salvaging for rations, she saw that the boy was not in the room. She clearly remembers locking the door when she left but seeing the door unlocked, she starts to panic. She starts looking for the boy and curses herself for not naming him. While calling out to the boy, she hears a faint voice. She followed the trail of voice and as she moved closer, the faint voice became clearer and she can clearly hear someone calling for 'Noona'. When she stepped into the backyard she could she the boy crouching down to a half-dead plant. As the boy touched the plant she watched in her dismay the plant coming back to life. Noticing her presence, the boy looked at her direction and calling out to her as "noona". She was both shocked and scared because she never taught him to speak neither spoke much around him. The boy observed her and watching her act distant and frightened around him made him upset. As he tried to approach her to hold her hand and comfort her, she kept looking at the plant. She saw the plant wither and eventually rot as he took a step further to her direction. She was startled, she tumbled on her feet and fall down on her back and called him a monster. With teary eyes he told her his name was Jungkook,not monster or "kid". Jungkook, that's what his mother wanted to call him.
She had a lot of questions to Jungkook. Like how he opened the lock, how he knew what her mother wanted to call him, how he knew how to speak and knew what monster meant and how was he doing that to the plant. He said that he felt sad and lonely so he wanted to find you, at first he didn't know how the lock worked but he figured it out. When he made it to the backyard, he the only thing that felt alive in there was the plant and it was dying. He felt like he could help it. When she asked how he knew what sadness and loneliness was he said he shared the memory of his mother from her pregnancy. She would often cry and feel restless what she termed as sadness or loneliness until she came along. That's how he knew who Y/N was, why he called her noona and how he knew he could trust her, as he described how his mother felt around her, safe & warm. She doesn't question further about the wilting plant. After talking to Jungkook, she started connecting the dots about why his mother was chased and how Jungkook was no ordinary child. She realized maybe keeping Jungkook safe won't be just as easy as raising him.
Jungkook learned and picked up on things quite easily so going to runs was getting quite easier but still uneasiness settled in Y/N's mind. She can't control the situation when she's away and the thought of Jungkook taken away or even worse getting attacked was quite startling. She never shows it but she deeply cares about the kid. Jungkook himself was quite clingy towards Y/N although she never reciprocates the affection. She simply keeps up the role of a provider. it's been already 16 months since they've been living in the outskirt and the undead are picking up on her scent due to her daily trail in the same direction as she keeps seeing more and more of them in the surrounding area.
So after a few close encounters and trial salvage run with Jungkook, she decides to move out of the outskirt and target bigger cities. She avoided bigger cities so far thinking the people chasing Jungkook's mother may still be looking for him. By the time living there, Jungkook already grew up to become a teenager so she reasoned, the people looking for him would be looking for a child, not so much of a well-build boy who looks like who is in his late teen's. She thought maybe it's time to move around. But maybe it was not a good decision after all. Things starts to shift, not always for the best interest. Few days in the city, Y/N starts to realize that Jungkook is perfectly fit to tend for himself and rather than keeping him safe, Y/N is the one slowing him down and making him vulnerable. If she's caught with Jungkook they can use her against him to make him comply but if she's not with him, he is perfectly capable and trained to slipping away.So she decides its time to go back to her old way of life. But things doesn't go as easy as she thought as with time she got extremely attached to Jungkook. On the other hand, Jungkook experiences the same thing unfold in front of him again. At first it was his mother, who was separated from him and now his Noona whom he loves very dearly is abandoning him again. He is upset and he doesn't understand why is she leaving him and it's driving him mad. He can't even read her as he promised he won't do it without her permission. Jungkook's heart is breaking but he departs from her without any objections.
On a run close to a suspicious facility, Y/N meets a survivor who she helps escape from people that looked a lot like the people chasing Jungkook's mother. The boy, not more than 2/3 years older than her introduces himself as Dr. Kim Taehyung, a young scientist from the facility. At first she doesn't trust him but things take turns and Taehyung proves to be someone reliable. Eventually she discovers a lot about the breakout, the undead and how the facility handled the things only to make it worse. Then he mentions something about the authority going crazy about a subject escaping the facility more than 1.5 year ago and Y/N becomes alert. The description of the escaped subject eerily matched with Jungkook's mother. So she questions taehyung about it and what she finds out leaves her frantic and full of fear & guilt. She sets out to find Jungkook with the help of Taehyung as soon as she can. When departing from Jungkook she knew they would both suffer but what she did not know that, growing up, the bond he shared with her, breaking it or separating Jungkook from her would take a big toll on Jungkook. With every passing moment without her, Jungkook will loose a piece of him that made him human, made him the boy Y/N knew & raised and turn him into more of a thing Y/N feared him to be in the beginning, a monster.
PS: is it a plot anymore? I'm not sure ๐ . The plot I intended to write turned out to be more detailed than I would have originally liked but ehh, whatever. If anybody does decides to write about it, they have the full liberty to make changes into the plot or turn or take the story further in any direction they want. Whether they decide to give me a credit for it or nah, it's their discretion but if they do, it would be appreciated so the readers finding this blog may enjoy the full story as well โค๏ธ
This picture is inspired by the entire storyline so far. The pictures I used to make this collage are collected from Pinterest, I don't own them.
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Is it just me or does tumblr's new app icon lookย a lot like bts world's app icon?
I mean...
BTS in : ๐ธ Flower Boys ๐ธ
This world is different from the rest. Men are scarce, and only the wealthy can ever touch them. Like delicate Flowers, they must be kept in the Garden.
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Welcome to Flora.
A country far from the others of this world, and for a very good reason.
It is a country with both a blessing, and a curse.
Itโs grass, is ever so green. Healthy and rich of color. The trees gift the most freshest, most purest air that is even sweet to smell. Breathing is a treat.
There is never a bad crops season. Flora is one of the wealthiest countries of this world, all because its soil is simply the best. No crop is ever bad. Always natural and healthy. Leading it to be more pricey than others, yet always promised to be exquisite.
The waters that surround this world, are nothing but transparent. Clean, and free of garbage that can damage its aquatic ecosystems. The fish swim happily, with no disturbance of pollution.
Flora had the wealth many of its neighbors envied.
There was one thing that they didnโt though. One thing that made Flora somewhat vulnerable.
Like said before, Flora has both a blessing, and a curse.
Men are scarce.
It is a strange trait of Flora. But over the years it has become nothing but normal.
The female population is at 90%. All while the males take up the remaining 10%.
No one knows why this is. Though the oldest living woman alive, along with some of the oldest written books, can somewhat give an answer.
Many call it a legend. A made up story to ease the curiosity of anyone who asks, wether it be an outsider, or a curious child. Others, call it history. A historic event, that gave this to Flora. That made Flora what it is. Nevertheless, it is a story that everyone knows.
The story of how Mother Nature, fell in love with a boy.
๐ธ The story ๐ธ
The story is like many others, when it comes to love. It was love at first sight.
Mother Nature, who has the power to transform into a beautiful human, was once taking a walk.
Her bare feet touching the dirt, bringing it to life. She loved all of her creations. How the trees provide fresh air, and a shade of protection on a hot summer day. How the grass is like a cushion, for when you fall. Always softening the blow. Itโs smell after a rainy day is always so pleasing. She never grows tired of it.
She loved the animals, who feasted, and appreciated her hard work. They were also the only ones who showed their love for her. How the beavers use the trees she made, to make a home of their own. Later on showing her with pride, waiting to hear her compliments of how well they did. How the bees search for her flowers to make their sweet honey. Treating her like their second queen, and thanking her by pollinating. Itโs the least they can do, they say. The way a mother eagle, used the branches of her trees to make a home for her eaglets. Inviting her to see them hatch, and when they took their first flight.
She thought that this was the only love she would know. Until she met him.
A baby, left to fend for himself out here in the forest. The worn out basket that carried him, almost tilting over due to him squirming too much. He was so small, yet quite loud noises came out from him.
โHumans are awful beings.โ Was what she thought. She would never leave her small creations to fend for themselves. Even her flowers are accompanied by others. Never alone.
She had never touched a human before, especially a small one, who sheโs heard are called โbabyโ. A small baby boy, who stopped squirming the moment she came to view.
Perhaps it was his big eyes filled with wonder, and curiosity that pulled her in. He looked so innocent, like the shy fawns she happens to see at times. After a few minutes of looking at her, he giggled. A giggle that mixed well with the singing of the birds flying by. It tugged at her heart, making a set of white daisies grow on her long silky hair. Not only that, but the old looking basket, was suddenly coated in them too. She had never felt this way before.
There was this urge in her to have this baby safe. To keep him away from the storm that is making its way to the forest. But she also knows that she cannot keep him. She is a goddess who belongs here, nature is her home. This baby, is a human who needs to grow with his people. They both need to go and stay where they belong.
So she searched. She searched everywhere to find a perfect place for this boy. She asked the robins to fly around, see if they could find anything. She whispered to the butterflies, who also didnโt mind helping. She even came across a small mole, who offered to help.
A few hours passed by, and Mother Nature was worried. The storm will soon arrive and yet, no news about a potential home for the baby human. Her worries left, when an owl stopped by. She had heard about the news, and wanted to help. Her eyes known to be one of the best around. She had seen a small home not that far from where they were. A bit isolated from the town many know of, yet she saw a young human couple living there. A couple who didnโt seem to have a small human with them.
Perhaps that is what this baby needed. Two parents who can care, and love him. It sounded perfect. Part of her was also happy to hear that this baby will be surrounded by both people, and nature. Her.
She wasted no time in getting him there. Asking a passing deer to help her bring the basket to the door of the small home. She canโt nor wants to be seen. Even if there were only two people in this place.
She admits that the place looked cozy. This home was made with her trees, she could tell. Even the trees nearby seem to tell her that this was a happy place, she could hear them.
โThey will be so happy!โ One says. โWe can finally have some action!โ Another says. Claiming to be bored of just watching the couple walk in and out of their home.
She smiled, and watched as the deer left the basket near the door. Using its head to make a knocking sound, before dashing off to hide behind some bushes.
Mother Nature could only watch as the human woman opened the door. Confused and surprised when she saw the beautiful basket of daisies, along with a baby boy. Picking him up, she called for her partner. A tall young man, who seemed a bit tired. A tree mentioned how he goes to town early in the mornings. The sun barely out, yet he leaves to work with a small smile on his face. He must be a hard worker, and a loving partner.
His eyes grew wide, seeing the baby in her arms. Both talking for what seemed like hours. It wasnโt until the sound of thunder ended their discussion. The man placed his hand on the babyโs head. The woman brought him closer to her chest.
He had been accepted.
Years passed, and the boy grew older. Mother Nature knew, because in reality she never left him. Always watching from afar, or asking some bunnies to take a look at how the boy was doing.
One thing was for sure, was that the boy was beautiful.
Long eyelashes that brushed against his cheeks. Giving gentle pecks to them when he blinked. His eyes green like the grass that she so loved. Their awe and curiosity have not left, she can tell. His skin was soft, and delicate like hers. Seeing him smile, made her grow sunflowers once.
Not only was he beautiful, but he loved her. He loved the nature she created, and the one thing she loved the most about him, was his love for flowers.
Since little he would pick them unlike anyone else. Gently, and whispering loving words to the Daffodils. He even once kissed a Rose, making it blush a deeper red than its petals. He would apologize to the Peonies when he was close to stepping on them, and would hum a soothing lullaby to the Marigolds. He loved flowers, and they all loved him.
They always squealed with excitement when his name was mentioned. All happy to hear of him. They bloomed faster, and filled the home with their gentle, sweet smell whenever the boy would approach them.
His love for flowers was what gave her an idea.
A flower. She would turn into a flower, to be as close to him as possible. To receive all the love he has, and take it all for herself.
With the help of some squirrels, she got what she wanted. The boy found her, and took her with him. Every day, and every night, she would be admired by him. His beautiful voice soothed her to sleep, and his beautiful yawn was what woke her in the mornings. Beautiful. Everything beautiful.
Years passed. And she was considered a miracle. A masterpiece. A wonder. She had not withered, and the boy was as beautiful as ever. She would have never thought it would become a problem...
Until people in town began to talk.
Everyone knew about the beautiful boy. How the women in town stared at him, and how the men in town hated him.
How dare he be so beautiful? It was making every man jealous.
And jealously, can turn anyone into a monster.
In attempt to get rid of him, the beautiful man was constantly attacked. Always seen as a threat to the other men in town. Their wives, girlfriends, and sisters all wanted him. Causing fights between women. The town was slowly losing control due to the manโs beauty.
He suffered a lot. The days he would cry, were the days Mother Nature felt bitter. How dare the other humans hurt him? How dare they fight for him, and not just love him?
The beautiful man left the town. It was probably for the best. But he took Mother Nature with him. She would be his companion.
Years passed, and the beautiful man had found a wife. He had fallen in love with a simple woman. She seemed to love him for who he was, and not for his looks. Mother Nature was pleased and happy.
Until the thorns of jealousy found their way into the manโs life again.
His love for flowers had never vanished. He would always make time for them, always speak to them as sweet as ever. Especially Mother Nature. He would always speak to her so lovingly.
That it began to bother his wife.
Her husband seemed to love a flower more than her. That was ridiculous!
Her attempts to distract him, lead to failures. Making their relationship suddenly turbulent and filled with arguments. She wanted him to stop loving flowers. Which he refused to do.
Thinking that it would somehow distract him, she got pregnant. Perhaps a baby will be what brings them together again. Make him forget about that stupid flower.
But again, it all failed. Making her go mad.
She woke up one night. It was dark, and the light of the moon barely helped her find the knife.
With tears in her eyes, she looked down at the beautiful man. And then at her. The flower sitting by the window.
She killed him.
Envy had won this war, and everyone around was breaking. Mother Nature woke up, to see red covering the floor. Like a trail of red roses, she followed it to see the beautiful body. Limp, and pale. Her love had not withered. It had been taken. Taken because of human โloveโ.
She transformed. Revealing herself to the killer, and cursed not only her, but the rest of the people. Everyone who touched her ground would be cursed.
All sons, born after that day, would belong to her. Some, she will turn into flowers, and others she would simply take away. Never to be found again. All will belong to her, and only her. Because who could ever love them like she loved that beautiful man?
And with that, the so called story reaches its end. Mother Nature mourns, and curses the land the following decades. Slowly decreasing the amount of men born in the land.
And with that, the story reaches itโs somewhat strange end.
Back to Flora ๐ธ
A strange story, because there are many men in this country. Times change, and foreigners come and go. Mixing was inevitable.
The 10% of men population mentioned are those ONLY born in Flora. Florians, to be exact.
Sure, if a foreigner male wants to live in Flora they can. They can have their own family and all, but it is rare when a son is born.
Itโs probably that curse, which seemed to curse women more than the males. A Florian woman is more likely to have a daughter, than a son.
If a woman has a son...well, that is a different story now.
Like said before, it is a blessing and a curse.
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Goodbye BTS World ๐ฅบ goodbye video calls and text messages that made us smile, goodbye phone calls that made us laugh </3
โ๐๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต'๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ.โ
โ๐ต๐๐, โ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ
To BTS
I, known as an ARMY now, am a really ordinary girl.
I go to school, now college everyday. Have wonderful parents and friends. I'm honestly really grateful to have such amazing people in my life. But an ordinary person living a normal life also have their own insecurities right? Even if they are not as big(thankfully) than some of the people out there, we feel insecure too.
You guys, BTS that is, always made me feel like I'm important, made me feel love ,made me happy when I was sad. It's weird but whenever I'm sad you guys are the first people that come into my head. Your voices! Man, your voices! They have such an effect on me that it's scary. One second I'm shaking with fear and the other second (after I've heard your voice) I'm smiling like an idiot. It's amusing. I get suprised everytime it happens that is everyday.
I always knew that I loved you guys and always will. But I came to realise that I love you guys alot more than I thought I did, I care for you guys alot more than I thought I did. And I want you guys in my life alot more than I thought I did. Looking back now I really can't imagine how my life would've been without you guys. I'm really grateful and happy that I was born at the same time as you guys.
Your not any celebrity crush to me. Your alot more than that.
I or rather ,we love you ๐.
Jungkook: There aren't any snack in the house.
Seokjin: I'm literally right here!
Seokjin: No cursing in this household.
Jungkook: freaking freak
Seokjin: Bitch! Your on thin moterfucking ice.
Jimin, flirting: So.... Do you come here often?
Yoongi: This is my fucking house.
Jungkook: I'm quick at math
Seokjin: Ok, what's 44 times 38?
Jungkook: 7
Seokjin: That wasn't even close
Jungkook: But it was quick
