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flevrry · 1 year
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hoseok: i have said the words “i love you” to only two people in my life.
hoseok: yoongi and min yoongi with long hair.
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spagbolly · 1 year
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i actually think THE soulmate dynamic is
A) person who believes in ghosts and probably thinks they have actually encountered one in the past and
B) person who thinks that's a load of horseshit
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snowpetaly · 9 months
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Autumn killed the Summer with the softest kiss
d.j.
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fruttolosope · 10 months
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enemies to lovers sope au in which yoongi is the prince of the darkness and hoseok the prince of the light.
tags: angst, soulmates, fantasy, reborn.
warning/s: death ⚠️ (I have a thing for angst I am so sorry 🙂 you can yell at me)
It’s in the last battle between dark and light when they realize to be in love with each other, right after Yoongi st!abs Hoseok in the chest.
“it’s okay, I forgive you.” He says, smiling like nothing happens. “The truth is I liked you since the beginning of time.”
“Hoseok…” The Prince of the Darkness whispers, rejecting one more time his title.
That damn title.
If they weren’t born enemies by nature, everything would have been different.
“Hoseok..” He says once again, as if it was the cure he needed. Just like repeating gently his name and stroking his face could stop him from dy!ng.
How can he find the right words to say after what he did? How can he fix it this time?
it’s the twelfth time (and the twelfth life) in which one of them d!es. It’s always like that.
It’s their nature. They can’t exist both in the same time. It’s dark or it’s light.
There’s a legend saying that after the last w!ar, dark and light would have found the balance and the harmony to live together, sadly it was just a legend that the Queen of Light used to tell to Hoseok when he was a child.
“Dark and light are not meant to be together, son.” And then, there’s was Yoongi’s dad, King Of Dark and he believed him.
After their twelve lives, that’s the first time they were born again as Princes of their worlds and probably their last time too.
“Stay with me. You can’t go now. You won’t come back.” Yoongi says, but he knows there’s nothing to do.
When a sold!er from the light army stabs him in the shoulder, Yoongi doesn’t fight back. The victory of darkness doesn’t matter if there no Hoseok in his last life.
“I am sure that what my mom told me it’s true, about dark and light.” Hoseok says, too weak too realize Yoongi was dy!ng too.
Their first kiss happens with their last strengths, bleed!ng out into each other’s arms.
“If there’s another life, we will stay together, I promise you, Hoba.”
“I heard the thirteenth’s life is the right one.” He jokes, waiting for the inevitable. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” A promise of love is what they whisper to each other with their last breath.
[A life after]
Everything is going fine in Hoseok’s life. Good grades, lovely family and a future as professional swimmer. So why can’t he explain the feeling of having a hole in his heart?
He has almost finished his morning practice when he sees the new student entering in the pool.
A round shaped face, thin pink lips and a perfect body that immediately attracts his attention.
“You must be the new guy.” Hoseok says, smiling to the black haired boy just like they were old friends. “Jung Hoseok.”
“Min Yoongi.” He replies, taking his hand and showing a gentle smile.
“Welcome to the team, Yoongi.” Hoseok notices firstly his pretty brown eyes and then the scar on his shoulder. He says nothing, but somehow he feels the hole in his heart filling up.
Hoseok doesn’t know it yet, but his mom was right. The thirteenth life was really the right one.
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ginartist · 1 year
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sope au where hobi learns on the internet that bats purr like cats and wants to find out if vampire yoongi purrs too
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jemshopes · 1 year
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Open Wounds
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--sope / yoonseok  --angst, injury, harsh words
"It's like you never have time for me anymore."
 "I'm just trying to do what we always wanted."
"WE? In case you haven't noticed, 'Seok, there is no we anymore. it's just you on that stage."
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Hoseok and Yoongi met during an audition that neither of them got. Fresh out of high school with no prospects and no money for higher education, not to mention no real talent in dancing, they were both laughed out of the building.
So Yoongi asked Hoseok if he wanted to go for a drink. Sure, they had no money to pay, but there were ways to get out of that. The bathroom windows in the bar were big and Yoongi knew for a fact he could fit through them. They deserved a pick-me-up after such a crappy day.
Within the month, they were roommates. Within the year, Hoseok had realised the hoard of girls he'd been traipsing through the apartment might have more to do with Yoongi than anything else. Within eighteen months, they were dating. And within two years their career was finally going somewhere. They were background dancers, improving, learning constantly, dipping their toes in the possibility of singing and acting. They were planning to conquer the world, produce albums, perform in stadiums.
And that was just what they did. They grew together, released songs, and signed with a music company. They were blissfully happy, in perfect sync. 
Until they weren't.
It was their seven year anniversary and Yoongi had been planning the evening for weeks. He could have sworn he'd bought everything he needed to make dinner, but at the last minute he had to run down to the corner shop.
That was when the car hit him. And everything changed. Dancing, walking, singing, sometimes even speaking–he just couldn't do it. He slurred his words, got lost in the middle of sentences, He mixed up dates, forgot they had eaten dinner less than an hour after they'd finished it
Hoseok supported him through it all. He cancelled his performances. He put his solo album on hold. For two, long years. But, eventually, he had to work again. For himself and for money.
Yoongi went with him sometimes, when they could arrange it. He could walk now, although never for long without exhaustion setting in. But as much as he loved seeing Hoseok in his element on stage, the travelling wore him down and it hurt that he couldn't be out there too.
So he stayed home more often. Hoseok, steadily gaining success, was with him less and less. It wasn't perfect or what he wanted, but it was okay. He cooked dinner for Hoseok every night and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Then Hoseok began missing dinner. Yoongi found himself falling asleep on the couch waiting for Hoseok to come home. His dinners went cold. Eventually, he stopped bothering to make them. They all ended up in the bin or being his lunch the next day.
The arguments were small at first, over petty little things. Then they got bigger. Until one night that blended into the long list of nights Yoongi ate dinner alone, sat up alone, and showered alone, he drank two coffees and waited in the dark.
Hoseok got home at three in the morning and the fight they had was loud enough for the entire building to hear. 
"It's like you never have time for me anymore."
"I'm just trying to do what we always wanted."
"WE? In case you haven't noticed, 'Seok, there is no we anymore. it's just you on that stage. The most I've done in the last three years is help produce a couple of songs. I can't even sing in them. There is no we, so don't try to make this into something you're doing 'for me'."
"It's not my fault you didn't look both ways when you crossed the road. I can't put my life on hold anymore just because you were careless."
It was those words that ended their relationship, Hoseok's burst of cruelty so vile and sudden that if he'd run Yoongi over with the intention of killing him it would have hurt less. They parted in hatred, bitter and proud.
Yoongi moved on with his life, forcing any reminders of Hoseok out of it. In some ways, it was easier than he expected. After all, he'd spent the last year with Hoseok working all the time.
Sometimes he saw Hoseok on the news. And it hurt, but it was okay. His life was better without Hoseok in it. He found a job he enjoyed, far removed from the world of performance. He went on dates, had sex. It was good. And he was only half faking it according to his therapist.
It was late at night, during a quiet get together with his close friends, that the doorbell rang, and he found Hoseok kneeling on the mat. 
"I know this is five years too late and I don't expect you to ever forgive me, but I am so, so sorry."
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ktaetina · 2 months
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students sope :>
— I love studying because of you, hyung.
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beartuliwinter · 1 year
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Sope in Coraline's world 🗝🐈🐿
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yooniessunshine · 1 year
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Up
Sope face issues in their relationship. Will they be able to stay together? 
Inspired by song Up by Olly Murs feat. Demi Lovato
Moodboards by @Soperfect0918 on twitter 🤗💜
Thank you @moonsunshine94​ on here and twitter for your help 🤗💜
 https://archiveofourown.org/works/43795543
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dembyhhesse · 2 years
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Папы
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infinitesoleil · 9 months
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sun down and i’m feeling lifted
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Ship: Sope/Yoonseok
Rating: G
Words: 2,175
Tags: high school au, sapphic, fluff, first kiss, time skips
Yoonji was fifteen when she first met Hosook.
Written for Sope Fest
Moodboard by introtesona
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flevrry · 1 year
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jungkook : taehyung, come here. it’s time to open your valentine's day present i bought you!
taehyung, appears wearing nothing but a bow
jungkook : on second thought, maybe i should open my gift first…
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ygseokie · 1 year
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☆ safety zone
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⋆ sope
⋆ rating : general
⋆ oneshot (1.6k)
⋆ tags : fluff, rooth-rotting fluff, soft min yoongi, soft jung hoseok, kissing, strangers to lovers, love at first sight, jung hoseok | j-hope is whipped, min yoongi | suga is whipped, dancing, rush hour jhope, that that suga, alternative universe - not k-pop idols, attempt at humor
A wave of relief washed over Hoseok once he spotted a small town entering his line of vision, feeling a bit irritated from the heat of the sun that had been glossing over him all day. His car desperately needed fuel, and the last thing he wanted to do was to leave his car in the middle of nowhere and hitchhike if he ran out of fuel.
Luckily for him, he managed to find a gas station as soon as he drove into town. However, he also managed to find an attractive, confident man who goes by the name Min Yoongi, who Hoseok might’ve fallen for almost immediately.
Or, a fic where ‘Rush Hour’ Hoseok and ‘That That’ Yoongi meet.
↳ :
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snowpetaly · 1 year
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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare
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yoongyeah2910 · 2 years
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''Whoever kisses first loses and has to be bottom...''
Yoonseok - smut
Notes:
Top Hoseok, bottom Yoongi
Chapter Text
“Whoever kisses first loses and has to be bottom.”
Yoongi was mad at himself for suggesting this. How could he win when Hoseok looks the way he does?
“I wanna kiss you so bad but I also wanna fuck you so hard.” He whispered.
Hoseok smiled. Their foreheads and noses were pressed together, their breaths mixing. Yoongi moved so his face was in the crook of his neck.
“Neck kisses count.” Hoseok said.
“If you want to be bottom just hurry up and lose already.”
“Who said I did?” he smirked.
Yoongi groaned. He inhaled deeply, smelling his cologne. He couldn’t stop imagining attacking his neck and leaving as many marks as he could. Instead, he took off Hoseok’s shirt and pushed him to lay down. Yoongi trailed over to his nipple and licked it.
“I think this is cheating.” Hoseok said.
“I’m licking, not kissing.” Yoongi replied. He flicked his tongue over the bud.
Hoseok set his hand in his hair. “This isn’t fair.”
Yoongi had to keep reminding himself not to suck on it, since that would be a kiss. His tongue travelled up to Hoseok’s neck and over his lips.
“Definitely not fair.” Hoseok said.
Yoongi smirked.
“Fine. Two can play at that game.” Hoseok told him. He pushed him back to switch their positions, kneeling in between his legs. He started taking his pants off.
“Really?” Yoongi said. “I don’t think this is allowed.
Hoseok leaned down to his crotch once his pants were off. “You only said kissing.” He reminded. He nuzzled his face into his cock.
Yoongi let out a quiet moan. He brushed the hair out of Hoseok's face with his fingers. He watched Hoseok lick his clothed dick, making it further harden. He rubbed his tongue on it. Yoongi almost took off his underwear right then.
Thankfully, Hoseok did so himself. He licked a wide stripe up his length. Yoongi bit his lip. He wanted his cock in his mouth so badly.
He lasted a few more moments. Yoongi sat up and pinned Hoseok down by his shoulders. They looked at each other, Yoongi’s eyes filled with lust and Hoseok’s amused.
“Fuck it.” Yoongi whispered. He closed the space between them, automatically pushing Hoseok’s lips apart to enter his tongue. He soon moved to his neck and started making hickeys. He sucked on his supple skin, nibbling and licking it.
Hoseok let out a low moan. “You lose.” He breathed.
“You better fuck me hard.” Yoongi said. He sucked on his earlobe.
“Don’t worry.” Hoseok told him. He took off Yoongi’s shirt and pushed him to lay down. He kissed his chest, frequently moving to his nipples.
“When I say hard I mean no condom, no lube, no prep, nothing.” Yoongi said. He closed his eyes at the feeling of his boyfriend’s mouth on him.
Hoseok trailed down his stomach. “Oh, baby, I have to prep you. I don’t want you to hurt.”
Yoongi propped himself up on his elbows to watch him. “Fine. But make it quick.”
Hoseok made eye contact as he took his cock in his mouth. Yoongi moaned, gripping his hair tight. He enjoyed it but just wanted to be fucked already.
But of course, Hoseok was taking his sweet time. He bobbed his head slowly, his hand playing with his balls. Yoongi groaned and tilted his head back. He was about to beg (more like order) after a few minutes—right when Hoseok moved away.
“Condom?” he asked as he got the lube from the bedside table.
“No, and hurry up.” Yoongi snapped.
Hoseok smirked. He squirted lube on his hand and rubbed it around Yoongi’s hole, also going to his cock. Yoongi lifted his legs out of the way. Hoseok pushed in two fingers at once.
“Ah–” Yoongi yelped at the pain. He moaned when Hoseok started thrusting them. He winced once more when he entered the third, but his expression turned to that of pleasure as Hoseok scissored and curled them.
“Was that fast enough for you?” Hoseok leaned over him and took his fingers out.
Yoongi nodded. He cupped Hoseok’s face and kissed him. He felt Hoseok line up and push in, making him moan. Hoseok rolled his hips at a slow pace.
“So tight,” he breathed, kissing Yoongi’s jaw.
Yoongi moved his hands to grab his ass. “I said fuck me hard.”
He felt Hoseok smile. “Have some patience, will you?”
“I should’ve never suggest that stupid game.” Yoongi muttered.
Hoseok was still slow, but deepened his thrusts. Yoongi let out small whines. “Another example of how little patience you have. I should tie you up and tease you and see how bratty you get.”
“Definitely not.” Yoongi dug his fingernails into his skin. Hoseok was hitting his prostate each time, causing his whole body to fill with pleasure.
Hoseok went faster eventually. Not soon enough for Yoongi, though. They both moaned with each thrust—Hoseok’s quiet grunts and Yoongi’s whimpers. Hoseok left numerous hickeys on his boyfriend’s neck.
“I’m close,” Yoongi said after a short while. “Touch me.”
“I think I’d like to fuck the cum out of you instead.” Hoseok told him, nipping at his ear.
“Just fucking touch me.” Yoongi groaned.
Hoseok didn’t listen. Yoongi went to jerk himself off, but they were pressed too closely together. He supposes that’s good enough if he can’t have the real thing. The two climaxed around the same time, but Yoongi was first. The euphoric feeling had his eyes rolling back. The sticky liquid rubbing between them was almost a good enough image to get him going again.
Hoseok came with hard thrusts, then sat back and pulled out. He leaned down to eat his cum out of Yoongi’s ass. Yoongi whined and mewled at the oversensitivity.
“See, you lived. Waiting isn’t that bad.” Hoseok said, breathing heavily.
Yoongi was limp on the bed, his eyes closed. “I really want to say fuck you right now but I’m trying to be nice.”
Hoseok laughed. “You wish you could’ve fucked me.”
Yoongi sat up and looked at him. His smug expression riled up his dominance. “I’ll get my revenge.”
“Whatever you say.” Hoseok bent down to peck his forehead before getting up to start cleaning.
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sunshininghobi · 1 year
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of sunsets and soft hands
sope au ❊ 6.1k, rated t ❊ angst!!, rekindling feelings, getting back together, happy ending
Hoseok is very afraid of flying. So when he has to get on a flight for a business trip, it’s no surprise when he freaks out and grabs the hand of the person sitting next to him. And it wouldn’t have been that bad, if the person whose hand he grabbed wasn’t Min Yoongi, his ex.
archiveofourown.org/works/32505127
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