#mrsjeon

[annavysoul]

Will Mrs. Jeon be a foreigner? What is the age difference between them? Thank you

Hi!

Maybe its a little bit shocking but, if you scroll down my posts, I'm not a fan of mrs jeon saga (predictions about jk or any person partner cause people get obsessed) so yeah lol

Also I’m getting messages and ask about mrs jeon and jk love life lmao, are people still obsessed about it? It’s 2023 like dude! Let’s use that energy into make our life better than keep an eye on jk or any kpop idol’s love life

✨Happy new year’s! Wishing y’all nothing more than happiness and good stuff this year!!✨

[queenhallebe]

I saw this on my tl and I just...😭😭😭💔 I love these two so much. And I miss them 😔

I don't know what it is exactly, them, this song , or both...but something about this video just tugs at my heartstrings...I almost feel sad, or maybe it's the back hugs I don't know... Bring back my men

Speaking of them...I went to the comments...and

Fortunately/ unfortunately...I agree with MrsJeon here...all I've ever seen taekookers do is shame Jimin, or talk about the so called tension between Taekook,or how HYBE is supposedly tryna protect them...nothing in between. If it's the love, is a toxic one, where they're angry, they make up with sex, their happy, they celebrate with sex, the other is horny and the other is scared for their life since he's gonna be torn apart.

I'll admit this with no shame, I knew more about Jimin and Jungkook as a duo, from Jikookers. But, all that I've done is misunderstand the relationship between V and Jungkook, coz of taekookers. I don't love to look at the other videos or takes Jikookers do be making of jikook. But these soft videos are what I love for...it doesn't matter from what pov you look at it, shipper or not...we all can agree that every Jimin needs their JK...and every JK, their Jimin

[rpwprpwprpwprw]

😭😭😭😭 THE RING???? MRSJEON??!! IM YOURS FOREVER??:?:?:?3?4?4? i can’t take it anymore

𐙚₊˚⊹ bbydaddy!jungkook (25)⋆𐙚₊˚⊹*nsfw*

series m.list // taglist request closed

note: as i made this ch w intentions of a definate ending… i’ve decided i can not rob u all of bbydaddy jk ,, GIRL DAD ERA 😭🎀 i have extended the series an extra 5 parts to give bbydaddy jk his MOMENT … with that being said,, the permanent taglist has changed

see form

ps: timestamps are invalid LOL

🏷️ permanent taglist: @joonsjuice @pamzn @defzcl @ddanasjk @whoa-jo @taetaecatboy @jksusawife @un06 @firesighgirl @rrosiitas @butterymin @parkinglot-nights @musicjournalsjdb @kissyfacekoo @jkslvsnella @vampcharxter @bloopkook @somehowukook @bbystarcandykoo

[ravenbloodshot]

Is that discord the place where this whole MrsJeon, Mrs Kim and BTS twinfalmes started ?

No. It was quite a new and relatively small number of ppl in the discord. There was other big tarot readers apart of it but we never discussed bts.

[onefromparalleluniverse]

Just a fanfiction , flow of thoughts, a monologue with bursting emotion and a little bit of errors so excuse me

.....

what do i do?i wanna stop thinking all about this but a thought of you not being with me kills me and breaks me inside out i don't have a hope for my future i have already palnned it with you if someone on this f ING world says you are not gonna be with me literally kills i know iam grown up i shouldn't have gotten myself into this mess i wanna say i hope everything is going to be alright.. this is just a phase it fades away but i guess its not, iam stuck in this vaccum i cannot get out because i cannot go against this light speed of thoughts i wanna runaway from you butmere thought even bothers me because i dunno know my destination whether iam moving far away from it or closer to it i always wanna say i hope i forget all this but i know i cant its going to be like a scar which ive gotten when i got my vaccine when i was a kid.its withme it won't fade .at first it may seem like it but it doesn't it just reaches a saturation that is it. no hopes but i will try to make my self shine brighter than today and forget about you and these last few weeks just like a dream from a night .

#mrsjeon

[kthgalaxies]

you’ll see me in the stars

• Pairing: Park Jimin x Jeon Jungkook | Jeon Jungkook x Original Female Character

• Genre: Angst 

• Words: 2.8k+

• Disclaimer: Major character death, mild sexual content

• Other places: ao3  

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He stared at himself in the mirror, his tie falling helplessly on his chest. This was supposed to be the day that he’d cherish in his heart forever, the union of his soul with another. The dull noise of people rushing around him faded into nothing. The new, diamond ring in the box which he held loosely in hand left a bitter, melancholic taste in his mouth. Instead, all he could focus on was his thumping, aching heart, and the silver ring adorning his left pinkie. A promise left unfulfilled by the one he loved the most.

He knew it was almost time. The pianist was warming up on the piano as soft beams of sunlight lit up the small crevices of the old church. He could see his father-in-law whispering quickly into his wife’s ear before leaving to lead his daughter down the aisle. But Jeon Jeongguk was far from excited or exhilarated to marry his wife-to-be…all he felt was the persistent stuttering of his heart whenever he thought about the future which now lay in front of him. One that he had never even thought to envision, one that was forced upon him, one that he had to choose.

Jeongguk found himself staring out of the panelled windows to the hills beyond, to the small town which he could barely see. He loses himself in the memories of the time that was, of the one that got away.

***

It was a chilly, Friday afternoon and Jeongguk had no choice but to leave his house to brave the cold, all for a cake his mother had all but screeched at him to buy. The family next door had just moved, and in true fashion, MrsJeon had set it upon herself to conjure up the most delightful dinner to make them feel warm and welcome. Of course, she had forgotten about dessert until the last minute, sending a flustered Jeongguk to buy the cake in time before the bakery closed. The bell twinkling signalled his arrival, and the heavy scent of bread and pastries overwhelmed his senses. Tired and hungry, he ordered the last available cake and trudged home, disregarding the fact that his mum will probably yell at him for being late.

He had just set and double checked the table when the doorbell rang, sending Mrs Jeon into a flurry. He could hear polite greetings floating from the entryway but waited instead in the living room to welcome the Park family. He first saw Mr Park, a large and beaming man who immediately made Jeongguk feel like everything was going to be okay. He walked over, clapped Jeongguk on the back and thanked him for the dinner invite. His gaze then fell to a quiet Mrs Park, a woman who made him think of home and warmth when she enveloped him in a soft hug. It was hard to miss the bouncing little girl who followed, someone who Jeongguk knew would be an instant friend. But it was the last person who entered the room which made Jeongguk sure that his life would change forever.

Park Jimin. With pastel pink hair, sweet features and soft lips, he had a certain aura about him that Jeongguk couldn’t place. Why he got so flustered and confused when he first saw Jimin, he didn’t know, but the older giggled at his wide doe-eyed stare. Jeongguk remembered how his voice, so low and smooth, introduced himself with the hope of becoming good friends. Despite being distracted by his sheer beauty, Jeongguk was drawn to Jimin’s eyes, ones that he could tell masked pain and sorrow. It haunted him and left him wanting to know more.

As time passed, Jeongguk and Jimin became closer. They came to an unspoken agreement that no matter what, they’d always be there for each other. The two were closer than they were to any of their families, an unexplainable bond tying them together. Soulmates, others called it, the way they came to know each other’s loves, quirks, insecurities and dislikes. They eventually moved to university together and becoming roommates was the only obvious option. Soon, their fist bumps turned into intertwined hands, hugs and stolen kisses in empty classrooms or when the darkness surrounding their bed hid them from the world outside. They’d inscribed their names onto each other’s heart. One particular night, they laid on the edge of the Han River, marvelling at the view of the city sprawled in front of them, but far enough so that the stars outshone the city lights.

“You’ll see me in the stars,” Jimin whispered softly to a sleeping Jeongguk.

Despite their closeness, Jeongguk was always aware of something big that Jimin didn’t tell him, a secret he’d harboured since the day he’d met him a couple of months ago. There were always unexplained absences where Jeongguk would miss the other pink-haired boy for days at a time. Jimin would return, haggard and drawn, trying to assure Jeongguk that everything was okay.

Nothing was okay.

Whenever Jeongguk tried to question his disappearances, the discussion would always end with an argument, betrayed looks and running tears plastered on both their faces. Jimin’s disappearances became a wedge in their relationship, something that they painfully ignored whenever it happened because they both knew that nothing good would come out of arguing over it.

Jeongguk clearly remembers the night it all changed.

It had been a particularly annoying day for him because he’d ended up missing the bus, spilt coffee down his new white shirt and handed in his assignment late, earning a stern lecture from his professor. Exhausted, he’d stumbled into their apartment just as the sun began to sink into the horizon, sending streams of blues, pinks and oranges streaking across the sky. His eyes fell on Jimin, dancing beautifully in front of their floor to ceiling windows, overlooking the city. The setting sun cast a soft spotlight on the dancing boy, illuminating each move and curve as he moved. Jeongguk had to stop, wide-eyed, as he stared at the sight in front of him. Jeongguk could hear a haunting song floating from the speaker system, Jimin’s dance moves, matching its mood perfectly. Jeongguk could sense a deep yearning and desperation in step and turn. Jimin paused slightly when he sensed Jeongguk’s presence, before continuing his movements.

Jeongguk dropped his belongings haphazardly on the floor and stepped closer to Jimin. The other stopped again only for a moment when Jeongguk reached for his cheek, turning into the soft touch. The music continued to play around them, the notes hovering and coaxing them to move.

And they did.

Jeongguk and Jimin moved as one, dancing around each other. Though neither could understand the English lyrics, they understood the pain behind them. The final notes of the song saw them come together. They rested their foreheads against each other, trying to catch their breath. As Jeongguk stared into Jimin’s eyes, he could see a storm raging behind them. He could see the boy breaking down in front of him, raw emotion and sorrow evident through the deep brown of his eyes. A million questions raced through his mind at that moment, anxiety settling into the pit of his stomach.

“What’s wrong?” Jeongguk pleaded.

Jimin slowly fell to the floor, tears running down his face. Jeongguk, alarmed, fell with him, cradling his jaw, whispering reassurances in his ear. The crying boy ignored Jeongguk, instead choosing to hold him close. His tears soaked through Jeongguk’s coffee stained shirt as he clutched onto it. Jimin looked up, his eyes finding Jeongguk’s as leant towards him, capturing his lips in a fevered kiss. They fell backwards and landed on the hardwood floor as they both fought for dominance. Jimin reached down to rest his hand against Jeongguk’s bare back, fingering at the waistband of his jeans. Jeongguk pulled back, gasping for air, enamoured by the way the golden rays fell on the contours of Jimin’s face. He kissed Jimin again, softer this time, and flipped him over so he was on top. Jeongguk’s lips travelled to Jimin’s jawline, peppering kisses down his neck. Jimin groaned in response, fisting Jeongguk’s shirt, trying to pull it off. Jeongguk broke away to take a breath and threw the shirt to the side, then continued to kiss Jimin.

Jimin and Jeongguk had only been together as a couple for only a few months and had never strayed past making out. Jeongguk didn’t want their first time to be one surrounded by sadness, but at that moment, his need for more clouded his judgement.

Jimin stared into Jeongguk’s dark, hooded eyes as he ran his hands down the planes of Jeongguk’s chest, once again pulling him closer for another kiss. Jimin’s loose hoodie in between them became too much for Jeongguk and he pulled it off, breaking contact for only a second. Jeongguk pulled back to admire his dancer’s body but was instead shocked by what he saw. Jagged scars and needle marks littered his body as if pierced and cut multiple times, some as if it had just healed. Jeongguk drew in a broken gasp, still panting, staring at Jimin in horror. In the months that he had known him, Jimin had never mentioned anything about this, but he quickly put two and two together.

Questions raced through his mind.

“What’s wrong?” Jeongguk whispered, not wanting to hear the answer he dreaded.

Everything that Jimin had been trying to hide had come out in a moment of weakness, a moment where he had stupidly allowed himself to let go and feel loved.

Jimin paused for a minute. How was he going to tell his boyfriend, his soulmate, his best friend, that every promise he had sworn, every dream they’d dreamt, was all for nothing? He shook his head at himself for not realising sooner how he always hurts people around him. Stupid.

Jimin let out a long breath, running his hands repeatedly through his now messy hair. Jeongguk knew that this was a sign of his nerves…he tried in every way to hold Jimin close and make him feel okay, but he shrugged it off. Hurt, Jeongguk sat back, leaning against the cool window.

The sun had long set by now, the first stars just starting to make slow appearances. Jimin lifted his eyes over Jeongguk’s shoulder to gaze at the stars. They sparkled faintly against the dusky blue backdrop of the sky, somewhat overpowered by the bright city lights. That’s how Jimin felt at that moment. Overpowered. Lost. Defeated. Hopeless.

Helpless.

He returned his eyes to Jeongguk who was sitting against the window, the lights behind him casting shadows on his face. All he could see were his tear glistened eyes, waiting for an answer. “Perhaps this is for the best,” Jimin thought, “that I can’t see his face when I break his heart.”

Jimin took a deep breath, then spoke.

“I have Congestive heart failure. My heart is dying.”

Jeongguk shook his head in denial, confused. He’d heard of that condition. It meant that Jimin’s heart couldn’t pump blood properly. But, how? He looked at Jimin up and down, wondering where and how he missed the signs.

The twinkling lights cast an ethereal glow to Jimin’s face. The boy stared back at Jeongguk with a look of resignation, silently asking him to accept the truth.

Jimin’s long absences came to mind, where he’d return home drawn, thin and seemingly broken, from the inside and out. As he looked at Jimin now, the signs were slowly starting to make sense. Dark circles, his constant lack of appetite, despite Jeongguk trying everything he could to beg him to eat something.

Jeongguk’s heart cracked.

“For how long?” he asked.

Jimin closed his eyes, pained.

“Since last year.”

Jeongguk’s heart trembled.

“What does this mean, Jimin?”

A tear rolled down Jimin’s cheek, then another, and another. “I’m sorry,” he thought.

“I’m dying, Jeongguk. I don’t have much time.”

Jeongguk’s heart shattered. It cut him, wounded him, pierced him. He tried to breathe, but he couldn’t, breathing short gasps instead. He could see his world, his dreams, his hopes, all crumbling in front of him. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the pain, clenching his hands into fists. His body trembled violently, racked with grief. Jimin, his heart breaking, reached forward to cradle the younger’s face, wiping the tears that were silently streaming. His hands then held Jeongguk’s fists, slowly smoothing them out, releasing the tension, threading his fingers through, clutching them tightly. Jimin’s hands snaked around Jeongguk’s neck, drawing them together, their foreheads touching.

With their hands intertwined, Jimin caught Jeongguk’s lips in a slow kiss, trying to convey all the love he felt for him. They pulled apart, breathing heavy, their tears mingling together.

Jimin looked fondly at Jeongguk, a melancholic smile dancing on his lips.

“You’ll see me in the stars.”

***

They’d been laying next to each other some days later when it happened. Jimin had turned to look at Jeongguk and weakly reached out to hold it. Jeongguk turned into the touch, covering Jimin’s hand with his own, eyes not leaving Jimin’s. As he stared at him for the last time, Jeongguk tried to commit Jimin’s face to memory. His soft, pink hair, the deep brown eyes, his plump lips, the way his eyes became crescent moons when he smiled. Jimin moved to hold Jeongguk’s hands tightly.

“You’ll have to let me go. I know it’s hard to say goodbye, but I can’t run anymore. I love you with my whole heart, Jeongguk. Let me be a star in your cosmos.”

The funeral was the hardest thing that Jeongguk had to endure in his entire life. He’d stopped crying ages ago, and existed in a state of numbness, not registering anything except for the hollow pain in his heart that Jimin used to fill.

***

The peal of wedding bells left Jeongguk disorientated for a moment as he forgot where he was. He closed his eyes, willing the heartache away. He shifted slightly, his legs aching from standing in the one position for so long. As the pianist started to play ‘Here Comes the Bride’, the doors of the church swung open to show his fiancé walking down the aisle. His heart clenched painfully…she was not Jimin. She can never be and will never come close to being who he was in Jeongguk’s life.

As he met her eyes, they both had the same, bittersweet smile on their face. His in-laws wanted their daughter to marry and have kids, but they didn’t know that she was unable to bear children. She found Jeongguk at the lowest point in his life – they’d met in a bar at 2 am on a Tuesday morning, each drowning their sorrows over a bottle of whiskey, and quickly formed a strong friendship. They both helped each other with their demons, Jeongguk’s being his heartbreak, hers being the pressure from her parents and the acceptance of her condition. Her parents mistook their closeness for romantic love – and pushed her to the edge, demanding her to marry him, claiming that Jeongguk was the perfect man for her, even though they were unaware of his past and sexuality. They eventually decided to marry as they both knew that they would not be able to find anyone else or find happiness. They loved each other but could never be in love with each other.

As Jeongguk took her hands and help her step up to the altar, his eyes caught upon the silver ring on his finger, a promise given by Jimin nearly ten years ago, a promise to be together forever. It was uttered in the darkness of the room, the hopes of forever whispered and promised to each other’s lips.

***

Jimin sat invisible to others at the back of the church, watching the marriage take place. His being ached with longing and sorrow, as he thought of what could’ve been. As he watched his boyfriend get married, he wished fervently that his stars weren’t cursed. That he could’ve had the chance to live his life to the fullest with Jeongguk and allow himself to be loved. As the newlyweds walked out of the church, Jeongguk’s eyes swept over the guests, pausing when his eyes rested in the space where Jimin’s soul observed quietly. Jimin stared back at the unknowing Jeongguk, trying to convey his love and reassurance.

“One day, we’ll meet in the stars,” Jimin whispered.

_

[kookieswan]

Okay no judging but my username is Mr5Jeon because MrsJeon was already taken. 🤣

…. only slightly judging LMAOOOO. I added you heh 🤭🤭🤭

[sexymochifluffbunny]

JK: Jimin...

JM: Hyung.....

JK: *sigh* Jiminie hyung.. Can i ask you something?

JM: If its another pick-up line Kookie please dont... At least not now im tired..

JK: No... its not *back hugs JM*

JM: Then what?

JK: Why do i keep on missing you, when i always see you, talk to you, hold you, kiss you, hug you like this? Why do i love you so much?

JM: *blushing mess*

BTS:

BH:

ARMY:

ANTI:

KMSTANS: *crying* Were so proud o you Dad!!!

Mr&MrsJeon + JKs Hyung: Were so proud of you..

[annavysoul]

Why everyone is so desperate to be Mrs. Of jk🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ like seriously girl's at such young age u should create your own identity🤷🏻‍♀️ and name in the world rather than being known as someone else mrs. 🥴 u people have never dream to go world tour meet new friends make parents proud but seriously being a famous person mrs. Is ur dream just wake up from ur dream even that famous person want someone who match his/ her level not just wannabe .

And u have such a nice blog 😘😊❤️❤️🥰😍 keep it up rather than faking it ur making something good ☺️🙂🤭😉

YES!!! WHY WOULD YOU BE MRS SOMEONE LASTNAME??? I WANT TO PEOPLE ADDRESSING ME FOR BEING ME AND NOT FOR BEING SOMEONES WIFE jcnjdncjnc

its not healthy have this mindset of being with a celebrity and looking for comfort in tarot, they have a whole life let to live!! ok if u want to marry a famous person go ahead but while dreaming in wonderland, the rest of us is taking action in the material world, even the jk, kth, jm, nj, sj, yg, hobi, dude everyone, they are living their life and probably they will find someone doing the same yk?, im not saying "take action and be a creepy who follows them into the bathroom" yikes, but have a life, have your own goals and don't try to be the person who tarot readers claim will be jk wife or hobi wife or tf, soulmate whatever, try to be the better you, and maybe you wouldn't end with a famous person, but you will be happy either way

thx baby ❤️ im glad you like my rambling uwu always keeping it real ❤️

[daeme]

Who did this?? Char! 😂 hindi ako ang gumawa nyan. Promise ✋ #mrsJeon

[annavysoul]

Mrs Jeon saga lmao

My recommendations has blessed me with this hidden jewel, sooo i want to share with yall 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dI3sR1Lk67A&ab_channel=WhatYouWant

ive always been wondering why indian people make those “readings”? why jk is linked with india (nothing against india except their caste system lol) but its interesting at least, like why that specific country, bc we all know that its a higher chance that the future partner could be korean (if he wants to have a partner lets be real, maybe he wants to live the single life forever) so this is my assumptions(? india is one of the countries with more population in the planet, and also im assuming they use yt a lot (literally my only proof is T Series channel views, yall remember T Series v/s Pewdiepie? lmao) ive notice the views in mrs jeon prediction are really high for being small channels, like +3000 views in a channel that barely has 200 subscribers, but i know u cant make money of it, so they dont do it for the money, so my guess is simple, ✨attention✨ they want attention, why? idk

if yall have more theories pls let me know cause i dont think its something cultural, its more of “whats popular rn?” “oh jk future spouse predictions” idk

also the comments are hilarious in those predictions shdhsdb

[annavysoul]

you are wrong. mrs Jeon is not only a pure, innocent, shy virgin, she is also a boss, a magnetic femme fatale, the most powerful woman to ever exist, that no a single soul can resist and everyone desires. her duality is just..... mindblowing 🤯🤯🤯

OMG HOW I COULD FORGET THE FEMME FATALE MRS JEON😩😩😩 WITH JUST ONE STARE SHE HAS ALL BTS MEMBERS WANTING HER AND BEING JEALOUS OF JK CAUSE SHE IS THE ONE FOR EVERYONE BUT ONLY HAS EYES FOR JK

Ok but imagine how hard its to maintain that duality(? dcncndc being so sweet but at the same time sexy, shy but fierce and confidence 🥴🥴🥴

i had a question sdjsnjnd why people says that mrs jeon will be almost like the forbidden love of all bts, everyone will fall for her shbdhsbd like idk about yall but in my group of friends we are seven people and just when we were younger, two of us "fell" for the same person lmaooo dcnhnchcn like im SURE that jin, suga, rm, jimin, tae, jhope has their own taste(? dnnjdv like i said mrs jeon its just a fanfiction but with tarot cards and stars

[annavysoul]

I’ve been laughing all morning this girl on instagram that I follow turned out to be Mrs Jeon wannabe and she just posted a video on how much she misses him and that they will meet again…. LMAO pleaseee

People need to grow up!

👁👄👁 Omggg djjdjdjdj send the user for scientists purposes (not gonna post her ig cause privacy lol but i didnt know mrs jeon was on insta😂😂)

Yesterday, when i was procrastinating in twitter searching for the beginning of mrs jeon saga, i found this ss (credits to @ChrissyChung1 on twitter)

IM CONCERNED AT LEAST 😨

[annavysoul]

I always see you in the tag engaging in the mrs Jeon drama so let me drop this while we here

Why is there so much talk about the future spouse of a 23 yo guy, like y’all idolize these celebrities a bit too much in my opinion. They are humans like us. Do you, in your random sleep, dream of your destined love who tries to communicate with you through the fifth dimension? No, so why should he? Is he a super sayan or a god or something? Is his love story the only one that matters in the universe so he gets these kind of paranormal experiences you see in fantasy movies at best? Or the whole “she knows she will be mrs Jeon that’s why she chooses not to date anyone good pure girl waiting for her true love” “every other bts member will be into her and jealous of their relationship” oh lord go watch a k-drama😭🤣 We don’t even know if he’ll marry, or if he is into boys or girls, and y’all wanna CHANNEL this “Mrs Jeon”🤨leave that person alone if you got some respect for Jungkook and for real people in general.

SHDHBHDBHBD OMG LOVING UR WORDS

i totally agree with u ndjdnnfj this is like a fanfiction, a pure y/n, a girl who is so pure, virginal, cute, shy, makes everybody to love her but hey! she is so humble, also had a rough life, like everyone else!! but shes is mrs jeon so we need to care about her, she will change the world, how? we dont know, but because she is with jk so she will make a big change in everyones life😩

off topic but i was tempting to watch after (cause i like to laugh🤣🤣 and i was seeying a yt destroying that movie lmao) and i remember all the harry/hardin drama and i was thinking, like imagine, imagine a bts fanfiction as a netflix movie, well, that would be mrs jeon saga🥴

[annavysoul]

first this blog is great at exposing people who use spirituality for clout. the karma these exposed people will receive in this life and next will rock their shit as it should. the racism topics however…. that’s a convo for another day because some of these people in these asks (if it don’t apply let it fly) really act like racism doesn’t exist globally or like they aren’t an oppressor and victimize themselves

BUT ANYWAY

one thing has been bothering me in this “bts tarot” community i just found and that is calling a korean man’s future wife “mrs. jeon” which is assuming she will take on his last name. it’s incorrect LMFAO

in korea, when you get married you don’t take the husband’s last name. you keep your last name. so yeah all these tarot readers calling his future wife “mrs. jeon” are already wrong. if you’re gonna fake being a psychic/seer/tarot reader/spiritualist, at least learn a bit of the culture to make yourself seem more authentic.

but yeah like i said karma’s gonna get these mfs and all we gotta do is sit back and enjoy the show.

LMAOOOO TBH I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT THE LAST NAME THING!!!!!😂😂😂 u got a HUGE point😎 so more than a theory, we can verify factually that mrs jeon doesn’t exist and will never exist🥴

Its really bothering that people fake being readers, like why? Attention? Ego boost? Sense of security or confort when people assure u about the “truth” in your words? Idk why would you lie?

Its funny to me but at the same time im disturbed snjdjdjdjd and like u said, karma its a bitch and it will punch u right back at u when the times comes, so lets just wait till see what happens 😂😂 but im gonna bet something, all the traits, physical appearance, and everything that readers said about “mrs. Jeon” it wont be real, i think thats will be their biggest karma at least for the readers who self incert as mrs jeon

Also im glad u like this blog lmaoo i know that this subject its very controversial (not for us, but for the people who adore mrs jeon fantasy lmao) and its really disturbing but i try to give it at least a funny approach cause idk what else to do more than uncomfortably laugh 😂😂😂

[annavysoul]

i also think it’s interesting how the readers only describe mrs. jeon and their connection as super positive. its weird because in reality most relationships don’t work like that and it just shows again that they’re spewing a bunch of junk and being delulu

Relationships are like rollercoaster, there are ups and downs uwu and thats reality like we are humans, we can had conflict between each others! not everything needs to be perfect lmaoo

Also and so off topic, thanks to all this jk discussions i had a dream with him LMAOO and nope nothing delulu but like i was mad at him😂 cause i bought a perfume cause his had suggested me one (i love perfumes🥺) and ofc it was hell expensive, and when i went to smell it, it smelled like soooo soft almost nothing 😂😂 and i was mad cause i spend a lot of money in that, then i remembered that he doesnt like strong aromas, so idk why i listened to him, i love strong perfumes lmaooo

yall! tell me about ur dreams with idols😂 i remember when an anon said to me that dreams can mean something🤔 i believe i dont need to listen jks advices in perfumes 😂😂