Statistics
We looked inside some of the posts by knjhubba and here's what we found interesting.
Average Info
Notes Per Post
16K
Likes Per Post
11K
Reblog Per Post
5K
Reply Per Post
12
Time Between Posts
2 days ago
Number of Posts By Type
Text
17
Last Seen Tumblr Blogs
Fun Fact
Tumblr has 16.74 million mobile monthly users in the US.
Text
(201/∞) the perfect nose for butterflies to land on it ♡ cr. @jung-koook
611 notes
·
View notes
Text
2024 with bangtan - thank you for not leaving us alone 💜
{cr. 0613data}
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Third Time's the Charm
pairing: ex-boyfriend!jungkook x ex-gilfriend!reader
genre: crack, exes to lovers
summary: Jungkook will do whatever it takes to get you back.
wc: 727
warnings: funeral, some cursing, some hitting
date: January 4, 2025
“You know he’s faking it again, right?” Jimin whispers as he looks around the room of tearful actors. He tugs at the black tie around his neck. His shoes squeak on the linoleum and his suit bunches on the chair as he turns to look at you.
“What if he’s not?” You hiss in response as you sniffle, wiping your nose with a tissue. The black dress you’re wearing itches, and you’re upset it's the third time you’ve had to throw it on for a funeral. Jungkook’s funeral.
“Don’t you find it weird that his mom isn’t here?” Jimin asks with a raised brow as he notes the absence of the older woman.
“He wouldn’t do this a third time,” you respond, but as you look around the funeral home, you notice the lack of family and friends.
“I’m gonna go steal the chocolate chip cookies from the kitchen. Come get me when it’s over,” Jimin says as he adjusts his tie. “And don’t fuck him in the casket like last time.”
“Hey!” You gasp, smacking his bicep repeatedly. “I told you that in confidence!”
“And now we’re back here,” Jimin scoffs. “I’m sure he’s getting a discount. He’s even got the same casket. It’s a sham, babe.”
“Go steal the cookies,” you huff as you wipe a tear from your eyes. “Get the fudge brownies, too.”
“On it!” Jimin grins, kissing your cheek before he steps out of the room and heads toward the kitchen, already familiar with the funeral home’s layout.
When you look forward, Jungkook is sitting up holding the top of the casket, a frown on his face.
“You brought another man to my funeral?” Jungkook asks, pouting.
Bolting up from your seat, you stomp your way over to him, smacking him with your purse.
“Really, Jungkook?!” You scream as the actors disperse.
“Ow! Baby, that hurts!”
“Get your ass out of there! I had to take half the day off work to come here again!” You hit him again with your purse.
Jungkook chuckles, wiggling his dark eyebrows. “You took time off work for me?”
“Jungkook!”
“Okay, okay!” He exclaims as he gets out of the casket with practiced ease.
“I just wanted you to come see me,” he explains. You roll your eyes as you walk away from him, noting the way the lobby has cleared. You’re sure the only one left in the building is Jimin stealing milk and cookies from the kitchen.
“Why didn’t you just send me an email like last time?”
“Because you blocked me on it, even the email you use for shopping,” Jungkook pouts. His doe eyes nearly get you.
You pinch the bridge of your nose and huff out a breath. “I can’t keep doing this, Jungkook.”
“I know,” Jungkook nods. “It’ll be different this time. I promise. Besides, I can’t afford another funeral.”
“Jungkook!”
Jungkook’s eyes widen as he spins around to the entrance.
“Mama Jeon,” you grin slyly. “How lovely to see you.”
“Thank you for calling me, sweetheart. I see my son is up to his shenanigans again,” she sighs as she stomps her way to Jungkook, grabbing him by the ear. Jungkook bends down, whining.
“You called my mom?” he asks, astounded.
“I did.” you cross your arms over your chest. “I had to make sure she knew what you were up to.”
“She’s gonna kill me!” Jungkook frowns as he scrolls through his contacts on his phone.
“Suits you right,” you grumble as you head for the door.
“Baby, wait!” Jungkook calls after you just as he tries to escape his mother’s hold. It’s no use, she holds him by the ear, scolding him as she drags him to the casket. She shoves his face into it, screaming about the heart attack she nearly had when she pulled up to the building. She was rabid as she swung her purse and knocked down the large photo of Jungkook on the stand beside the casket.
You giggle as you head for the exit.
Jimin runs towards you, hands full of Ziploc baggies holding the desserts.
“Run, bitch!” He cackles. “The staff caught me!”
You make a run for it as the staff chase after you. You laugh when you speed out of the parking lot, tires screeching to announce your departure.
You unblock Jungkook later that night.
Come over tonight.
447 notes
·
View notes
Text
some yoongi gifs until he comes back home (31/?)
735 notes
·
View notes
