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i was actually gonna deactivate too

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I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who are dead or hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it fucks me up and I can’t get things done.

Henry Rollins 

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[ sms → jimjams ] nini, i miss yoUU uuUU uu U U 

[ sms → jimjams ] but i also miss my bread 

[ sms → jimjams ] ANYWAYS

[ sms → jimjams ] tell namjoon he's a faggot

[ sms → jimjams ] ok thanks, ilu

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Jimin. Ohohoho.

Send me a name/place/event or situation from my character’s past and they will just talk about that one thing.

finals are slowly creeping their way and jimin’s stressing. taehyung still has a few weeks before finals start creeping up on him, so he’s not really stressing. while he’s more laid back when it comes to finals, jimin’s completely opposite—uptight and taehyung doesn’t blame him, he’s not the only one that stresses due to school matters. it’s a perpetual thing, especially when students are counting on their finals to boost their grade up enough to pass the class. 

he shifts towards the male huddling over the several books and papers. letting out a soft laugh, he rests his chin on jimin’s shoulder as he glances at the items scattered on top of the desk. he hums contently, tipping his head to the side briefly before easing back. he rests his hands on the other’s shoulders, lightly massaging the tense muscles, “dude, you gotta calm down—you’re going to end up stressing more. also, you should get some sleep, don’t make me take away the materials and get you to bed.” 

"hey, you should get me something then. you know, a reward for getting through the finals without stressing so much—and making it out a live." 

taehyung laughs, arching a brow briefly before nodding his head. sounds reasonable, only thing is. what does he get jimin for a reward. in truth, taehyung’s pretty bad at figuring out what to get others, even for birthday presents and the likes. he was never good with gifts, let alone picking them out himself. he usually picks at the interests of the receiver or pry out a hint of what they may possibly want, then go from there. but he nods and taps his chin whilst humming thoughtfully. 

"alright, deal. but uhm, what do you want for a prize anyways?" 

and he’s glancing at him, with some hope in his eyes. just hoping jimin will suggestion something or anything—

"i don’t know, you choose." goddammit. 

he shifts all his weight onto one leg, cupping his chin as he strokes it slowly. brows furrowing gradually, he shifts around as he scans the room until remembering something once his eyes caught sight of a few stuffed animals. he utters a quick, “oh! okay, got it.” which causes jimin to quirk a brow, slowly leaning over the chair in interest. 

"get through the finals and i’ll get you a red panda plushie." 

he knows he’s going to win by the gleam in jimin’s eyes and the grin forming on his lips, turning his eyes in crescent shapes that also manages to bring a smile on taehyung’s face as well. damn that look. 

"good? okay, now put the books down and get some sleep." 

"wait—just a few more minutes, let me just go over—"

"no, sleep. now." 

"but—"

"park jimin." 

"okay, okay. fine."

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200 starters you can use

just a bunch of random starters from various sources (my spotify playlists, books, random commentary, tv shows and such). more under the cut!

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the struggles of Tony Jones

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スノーロイヤルスペシャル🍨🍨🍨 おーいーしーいー👯

#雪印パーラー#スノーロイヤルスペシャル (雪印パーラー 札幌本店)

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BTS Crotch Parade Pt.2

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Have you ever felt a potential love for someone? Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realize that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.

W.J. (via xxwoobin)

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I WANT THAT DIAMOND ONE. But lol I can't copy it bc mobile and your ask box hates me : (

✧ -- A kiss from my muse to yours.

Minha had always been a special person to Jimin, someone he adored completely and utterly. However, he always had trouble expressing himself to other people, not even words could save him. They had their ups and downs and Jimin knew it was all because of him. Something he wish he could fix.He decided to call the female up and spend the day with her, which usually consisted of them eating out and walking around for a while. They found themselves walking towards a park after their lunch, the female already ten steps ahead of him. Minha had a habit of walking a bit quicker than him, which he actually didn't mind.  It gave him time to observe the female and her actions, seeing how she would act if she were to be alone. He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he carefully kept an eye on her, watching her twirl around and run towards a garden of colorful flowers. A smile grew on his lips as he figured she would run there, so he slowly followed behind her. He wanted to show Minha how much he actually cared about her for once, so he stepped closer to the female, watching her eyes shift from the flowers and onto his eyes. His hands reached closer, cupping her cheeks gently before he leaned in to press a soft kiss onto her forehead. He kept his lips there for a while before he eased away with a small smile, soon chuckling under his breath due to her confused expression. "Thank you for always sticking by my side, Minha. I know I don't say that quite enough, so thank you." Jimin took a step back and stuffed his hands back into his pockets, tipping his head slightly. "Where to now?" 

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「好きっていいなよ」

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One day you lose something, and you say: ‘Oh my God. I was happy. And I didn’t even know it.’

Unknown, Humans of New York (via xnsouciant)

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i fucking hate how i get attached so easily like i don’t understand. i meet someone new, find interest and BAM it’s like i can’t stop thinking about it. this needs to fucking stop

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"Stay close!"

That’s exactly what he was doing, staying close to Jimin since he seemed to be the only one possessing a weapon. A frying pan to be specific. It wasn’t much but it was something, anything would be useful in their position. It was Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, and him, all huddled together as they carefully walked through an alleyway. The city was consumed in darkness, above by the night and below by a sea of zombies. They’ve seen many horror flicks involving the undead such as 28 Days Later and Zombieland, but never did they expect to be living the experience.

"Shit, what was that?" Jimin said to Namjoon as a loud crack reached their eardrums. 

"I don’t know man…" He took a step forward, now in front of the small group, eyes squinting, making hoping it would help him see better from faraway distances. Around ten seconds passed before he turned around, facing his group. "I don’t think it was an—" Before he could finish his sentence, about five zombies filled his line of sight and one reached out for Jimin. "Watch it!" Without even thinking he grabbed Taehyung and tossed him at the zombie, sacrificing one of his own to save a member he liked better.

"Guys, run! He wouldn’t have survived anyway!" They gave Namjoon a nod before they all ran off, leaving Taehyung behind to satisfy the zombies hunger. 

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Ending it here. Take care, 내 왕자님. 따랑해.

I enjoy your messages quite a lot. You take care too, 내 공주.