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Prompt: "You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.”

It was another one of those nights.

Sam worked with the fire force and today there was a huge fire at the World Trade Center. To my chagrin, Sam was called for duty today.

It’s currently 2 am. He’s been out there since 8 pm. It’s been six hours. This isn’t normal. The unpleasant thoughts swarmed my mind once more.

What if he got hurt? What if he’s out there bleeding on the ground and I’m just sitting here doing nothing? What if he never walks through that door again?

I don’t realize it, but I’m clutching my pillow so hard, my knuckles whiten. The TV is blaring in the background but I zone in for a second, just enough to hear that the fire has been put out. Thank God.

However, my relief is short-lived. The reporter states that there have been casualties from the firefighters. My worst nightmare is coming true.

I can’t do this. I can’t. 

I stand up and get the car keys. I walk out of the apartment in only a simple t-shirt and basketball shorts and press the elevator button.

I’m shaking so hard I can barely hold the keys without them clinking together. 

Ding. The elevator finally arrives and I scurry to get in and press the B3 button. My breathing has become ragged. 

Ding. I arrive at the basement and I rush to my car. I have to go. Quickly.

I start the car and floor it. I’m pretty sure I’ve broken so many traffic rules, but in this moment where Sam could be dying, I don’t care.

After the most excruciating 10 minutes of my life, I arrive at the fire station.

I feel like I’m going insane looking for my boyfriend amongst all the injured firemen and women at the station.

Where are you?

I’m running around in circles but I can’t seem to find him. This is my one and only fear. 

Tears start streaming down my face. I just stand there for a minute, completely paralyzed, unable to move. 

After a minute, I decide to wipe my tears and look again.

Right when I look up, I see him. I see his face. It’s covered with soot and blood, but it’s him. He’s alive.

I run to him. The wind hits my face, but I run. People are in the way, but I don’t care. I run.

He’s lying down on a stretcher and when I see his face, I feel paralyzed once more. As if every muscle in my body has been frozen.

"Sammy?"He slowly opened his eyes and I felt another tear slip from mine.

"Will… Why are you here?" His voice was raspy and broken. I felt my heart shatter.

"What do you mean why am I here?" I almost felt angry. "You were gone for six hours." I held his hand tighter with each word that came out of my mouth."You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing."

"I’m sorry, Will, baby. I didn’t mean to worry you."For some reason, I really couldn’t stop crying. 

"I know baby, but I was so afraid. This is the longest time you’ve been gone. Every time you walk out the door, I get so worried because I never know if you’ll come back." I wipe some of the soot off his face. 

He weakly raised his arm to cup my face. "I’m sorry, Will, but I love my job." He gave a soft smile. "But I’ll always come back to you."

I hugged him tightly while my tears wet his shoulder."I know… I know… but please be careful. I never want to lose you."

I guess this is the price to pay for being with a firefighter. But I couldn’t be more proud. Sam saves lives every single day and his job makes him happy. I could never take that away from him. It’s my burden to bare.

Sam hugged me back equally as hard. "Don’t worry, you never will."

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Prompts: "but you promised…" and "you’re really drunk right now. I don’t think you’re gonna remember any of this. ‘i’m not drunk, you’re just blurry’"

Tonight was Maeve's 25th birthday party. Since Maeve is, well…Maeve, everyone who's invited to her party is currently at a rooftop bar uptown getting shit drunk while strippers are dancing on the pole.

You would think twins would celebrate together, but that's not the case for this pair of twins.

Maven, Maeve's twin brother was already too drunk to remember anything. That's my best friend over there, jumping into the pool with a margarita in hand. I feel like I should go get him about now.

"Maven! Get out of the pool!" I shouted at him.

Maven proceeded to swim away while shouting back, "No wayyy. Get in loser!" I sighed. Here we go again.

After 20 minutes of chasing him around the pool trying not to get wet, I manage to get him out of there. It was such a hassle seeing as I had to run in 5-inch heels.

I hand him a towel as I drag him out. "Wipe yourself off, you'll get sick in this weather if you stay wet."

I can barely understand him with his drunken slur when he mumbles, "Mmm... but I'm cold. Hug me. Let's cuddle."

"Yeah Maven, okay okay but let's go inside first, deal?” I've known Maven for 20 years, this is nothing new.

"Promise?"

"Yes, come on let's go home."

Maven held out his pinky. I interlocked mine with his and pressed our thumbs together to seal it off.

I say my goodbyes as I make my way out of the bar while Maven slumps on my shoulder while mumbling incoherent nonsense.

I try to say goodbye to Maeve but she's too busy grinding on the strippers. The one she's with tonight is smoking hot, I have to admit.

I get to my Lexus, put Maven in the passenger's seat, and secure his seatbelt around him. His head was already lolling to the side. God, how much did he drink?

I chose not to drink too much today since it was my turn to be sober. It was seriously so hard. I mean, the martinis were practically calling me.

I get into the driver's seat and start the engine. "Mavy, hey wake up for a bit. Can you drink some water for me?"

He's not being bratty today. He drinks half of the bottle.

"Okay good, come on you can sleep for a bit, okay?" He mumbles in agreement.

I reach over the back to get my jacket and a pillow. I place the jacket over Maven and put the pillow around his neck.

This happens often. Either he gets shit drunk and I bring him home or vice versa. Most of the time it's the former because I have a higher alcohol tolerance than he does. But when I do decide to drink 20 shots of tequila in under 30 minutes, he makes sure to bring me home as well. It's what we've been doing for years now.

I really like driving at this time because it's so peaceful. There's no traffic nor noise and everything is just so serene.

After a twenty minute drive to Maven's place, which is two blocks away from mine, I go park in the basement of his apartment complex.

I pat Maven lightly on the shoulder. "Maven, wake up we're here"

Maven doesn’t even open his eyes as he says,"Mmm already? I'm sleepy. Carry me up."

"You know I can't carry you. Come on let's go, just lean on me"

"Mmkay fine."

I make sure to hear the familiar beep beep of my car locking before making my way to the elevator. Maven lives in the penthouse just like I do.

We get to his floor and I open the door with my key card and bring him to his bedroom.

His bedroom is pristine as always. The sheets are fixed and the floor is free of dirt. I lay him down on his bed and change his shirt to a comfortable hoodie. It's the lilac one I bought for him, my favorite.

People would think me changing him is too much, but I've been with him since we were five years old, so it's nothing I haven't seen before.

But for some reason, nowadays it feels different from how it did in the past. It's been different for a while now, but I've chosen to ignore it.

He looks so cute sleeping like that so I stroke his hair to soothe him, it's soft as always.

I tuck him in and dim the lights.

"Goodnight, Mavy."

I'm about to leave when I feel him tugging on my arm.

"Maven, what is it?" I whispered.

He says ever so softly I can barely hear him, "But you promised..."

The events of the night played back in my head.

I can barely understand him with his drunken slur when he mumbles, "Mmm... but I'm cold. Hug me. Let's cuddle."

"Yeah Maven, okay okay but let's go inside first, deal?” I've known Maven for 20 years, this is nothing new.

"Promise?"

"Yes, come on let's go home."

"Oh...yeah of course. Hold on, let me change first. I don't wanna lie down in this dress."

I make my way to his closet and pick up a pair of grey sweatpants and another hoodie, a blue one this time. I change quickly and head back to the bed. I do this often and he doesn't really mind if I wear his clothes. He never did.

"Scooch over.” I slipped in beside him as he moved a bit to the side of the bed.

Suddenly I felt his arms wrap around my waist. My heart starts beating faster every second. His arm around my waist is burning hot but somehow it’s comforting.

It's just Mavy. This is nothing. You've always been doing this.

I lean into his touch as he lays his head on me. He snuggles in even more and I don't think it's possible to get any closer than that.

"Mmm I love you, Val"

"Yeah I love you too Mavy."

"Noooo I mean I love love you. You can't leave. You make me so happy and sometimes I look at you and I just want to kiss you, but I can't because it's not like that between us. It makes me so sad." He pouts and I just want to squish his cheeks because he's so adorable but my heart stopped at the exact same time. I could barely process anything.

"You’re really drunk right now. I don’t think you’re gonna remember any of this." My voice almost cracked.

Maven looked up at me with his big eyes. They shined, even in the dim light. "I’m not drunk, you’re just blurry, hmph."

I laughed a little at that. "Come on Mavy, go to sleep now, okay? Let's talk again tomorrow."

He squinted his eyes at me and said, "Okayyy. Goodnight Val. I still love you.” He snuggled in close again and after a few minutes I realized he was already sleeping.

My heart was still pounding rapidly against my chest when I figured I was just going to sleep beside him since I didn’t want to disturb him by moving away. He's sleeping so soundly, I just couldn’t bare waking him.

I try to sleep, I really do, but I can't get those words out of my mind.

"No, I love love you. You can't leave."

What was that even supposed to mean? I don't know what to think anymore.

I wake up the next day and the bed is empty except for me. Maven woke up before I did, I guess.

The smell of bacon and pancakes hit me and I instantly shoot up. Maven's cooking always tastes the best. I make my way to the kitchen to see what he's up to.

"Good morning sleepy head!” Maven calls out to me.

I grab a banana from the fruit tray.”No hangover?”

He smirks."Killer hangover, but Advil and hangover soup always helps."

"You cooked hangover soup this early in the morning?"I said while chewing my banana.

"Of course not. Some of my mom's helpers came over this morning and dropped some off. She said to give you some as well.” Of course she would, knowing her daughter had a party tonight. Everyone knows how those parties end up...

I smiled thinking about Maven's mother. I loved her like she was my own mother as well. "Oh well then give her my thanks."

Maven smiled back at me. “I called her already to say thank you and she said she misses you.”

“Oh really? Let’s have lunch with her some time then.”

“Sure. I’ll ask her when she’s free.”Maven said while he gestured to his phone.

Maven dropped a plate with pancakes and bacon in front of me and with the biggest smile and said, "Eat up, I cooked breakfast." His eyes literally disappeared from smiling so wide. Too cute.

I smiled back a soft smile. "Thanks Mavy."

After a while, he got his own plate of food and sat down across me.

"So you stayed the night?"

I stopped eating and placed down my fork. Just as I suspected.

"You don't remember what happened last night?"

"Not really. Everything was pretty hazy. I just remember jumping in the pool and next thing I knew I was in your car and then after that I wake up and the sun was already up and you were sleeping beside me."

"Don't worry that's pretty much what happened. You were shit drunk and you even jumped into the pool, so I brought you home and stayed over to make sure you were okay. You drank too much over your limit this time."

Maven just nodded while eating more of his pancakes.

"Ah well... Thank you for doing this for me all the time."

If I hadn't known any better, I would've thought he was blushing quite a bit.

"It's no problem, Mavy. It's what we do." I smiled the brightest smile I could and he did the same.

“Just… be careful okay? What would you have done if I wasn’t there?”

“That’s why you’re always there.”

“But what if I’m not.”

He flashed a cheeky smile at me.“Then I’d drag you with me to the party, or I just wouldn’t go.”

I made a show of rolling my eyes. “Unbelievable.” I looked at him again. “Just promise me, okay?”

“Okay, I promise”

He interlocked his pinky with mine as our thumbs touched to complete the promise.

At the back of my mind all I could think of were the words from last night.

“No, I love love you.”

And he didn't remember any of it.

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namjoon’s ideal of an artist

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JUNGKOOK’S THIGHS APPRECIATION POST

Prepare yourselves , cause this is going to be a long ride ;) # i KNOW WHAT KIND OF RIDE YOU GUYS JUST THOUGHT ABOUT MUWHAHAHAHA

Words

aren’t

even

needed

Look at him spreading his legs to show off #I’m hurting

How TIGHT AND FIRM they are

Thighs of MADE OF steel

sO Muscular , you just want to @#$%^&*

They even enhance his perfect looking butt

How they steal the spotlight and your eyes somehow land on them

How they enhance other features as well…

You want those feel those thighs, don’t even lie to yourself

WHEN DID HE EVER HAD TIME TO MAKE THEM LOOK LIKE THIS ?!

HIS THIGHS WERE SCULPTED BY GODS.

oh and now he does as if these sexy thighs aren’t a problem

# THEY’RE A PROBLEM FOR MY HEALTH , YOU SON OF A FETUS!

wHY DOES HIS LAP LOOK SO F*CKING APPEALING

AND NOW HIS OTHER FEATURES ARE MOVING AROUND o.o

STOP SASSING ME AND TAKE OFF THAT THIGH CHOKER BEFORE I DIE

oH AND NOW YOU’RE ROLLING your  perfect hips ?! WHERE IS YOUR MOTHER??!!

I’M CALLING YOUR MOTHER #that lap still looks extremely appealing and comfortable

 THAT LAP NEEDS TO STOP AND GET A TICKET FOR BEING ILLEGAL # WHERE IS COP KOOK! TO ARREST YOU

IMAGINE HIM PULLING YOU ON HIS LAP , LIKE : “ you have 4 seconds to hop on it, or I’ll do it for you”

Mr. Spreading legs huh…. he really own up to his name lol

Better legs than victoria Secret

YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE HIS THIGHMUSCLES THROUGH HIS PANTS OMFG ASFDHKF

You better put that tongue back in your mouth and close your legs, YOU SON OF A FETUS

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING RTHEM WIDER # iS THIS A DOMINANCE THING WHERE MALES SPREAD THEIR LEGS TO LOOK IN CONTROL OR SOMETHING FFS

EVEN HIS BUTT HAS NO FLAW  # FML

oh well , you can now prepare the grave… i’m going to hell

THE FABRIC IS LITERALLY STICKING TO HIM OMFG SSGDHJSL

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING AGAIN # CALM DOWN JEON, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GIVE BIRTH ANY TIME SOON

STOP JUNGKOOK 2K17

THIS IS WHAT WE CALL PERFECTION, CHILDREN *CRIES*

okay … i’m done. jungkook. I don’t know why you’re doing this. but have you ever heard of the word CHILL?

STEP ON ME JUNGKOOK ASDFGHJKL # Y’ALL PROBABLY THOUGHT THE SAME . DON’T EVEN DENY

eVEN JIMIN COULDN’T RESIST THE URGE TO SQUEEZE THAT PERFECTION

TIGHT PANTS WERE DEFINITELY FOR THIS FETUS’ PERFECT THIGHS/BUTT 

WHEN YOU CAN RECOGNIZE HIM JUST BY HIS THIGHS

HERE IS THE CONCLUSION. # HE’S ILLEGAL . THAT’S ALL.

REBLOG IF YOU RELATE AND TELL WHICH BODY PART I SHOULD DO NEXT?

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the moment they won their first daesang

edit: this post is getting a ton of notes so imma take this opportunity to say that if you see this post and like it maybe check out my account and give me a follow bc im a new blog and id definitely appreciate it thanks

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the moment they won their first daesang

edit: this post is getting a ton of notes so imma take this opportunity to say that if you see this post and like it maybe check out my account and give me a follow bc im a new blog and id definitely appreciate it thanks

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butterfly

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same tbh (c;ivingkami)

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BTS X LOTTE DUTY FREE MV TEASER

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soaking up the sunbeams at my desk this morning ☀️

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BTS Euphoria theory

time for a theory

ok so like d sequence of d pics r the sequence of d events ok so like

in their old mv tae was the one who jumped

tae jumped and fell into the water

now following the time traveler jin theory, jin after changing the past which in turn prevented taehyung from jumping off, is now back at the scene with the whole bangtan there and is on the ledge thing tae jumped off of

as u can see from the pictures, tae was looking weirdly at jin and in the old mv, it was jin doing that to tae. now, jins recording bangtan as the smile n wave then he turns his camera to the sea and whoosh some weird shit then its taehyung falling back into the water again then jin smiles like he's happy he was able to change the past. but why did he suddenly remember tae falling in the water? does the memory haunt him ? does taehyung somehow have a faint memory of it ? everything from the prologue is reversed.

and then next we have the credits then after that this screencap of a sentence which translates to "hyung, is that all? do you not have any more you can tell us?" then again, we go back in time to jungkook getting hit by car ( which we see in the highlight reel that he gets hospitalized ) so what exactly does that mean ? who said the sentence ? it was probably one of the members to jin. but why ? did jin tell them what he did ? this brings in so many more theories.

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alternatively, marinette is me.

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i see no difference (x)

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he’s too gorgeous

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BTS Face Yourself dump

BTS face yourself has me crying

it's amazing

ethereal

their voices blend together so perfectly and jin finally got his lines and high notes that he deserves

taehyung's deep voice always leaves me shook ohmygod what a soulful voice that never disappoints

and im sure jungkook worked so hard on the choruses of don't leave me, let go, and crystal snow. I'm so proud of my bby boy. He's grown up so much and I'm honestly just so proud of him.

Jimin's voice is so beautiful. His voice just fits everything so beautifully. It really brings out the emotion in the song.

Hobi, Namjoon, and Yoongi are amazing. Their rap floors me every time. My wig is s n a t ch ed. I love them. Best rappers ever. Literally the only rap I listen to.

Let go is so sad, so soulful. It just shoots you straight to the heart. The impact it gives is just unreal. Who they do want to leave ? Why do they want to leave them ?

Don't leave me is also such an amazing song. It's such a b o p ohmygosh it's amazing !! But it contrasts with let go. I wonder what message bts is trying to send from this ??

Overall, I'm just so proud of all of them and everything they've done and put into this album. It's honestly so beautiful. This album as they said, is really starting to show the darker side of loving yourself and I'm honestly a little bit scared of how the other album is going to be like since face yourself is a bridge between love yourself and the next album which is going to be much darker. I'm excited and scared. I hope all of the members are doing okay and are taking care of themselves.