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bites you a lil

❝do i taste good? bet i do. go on. just don’t let my boyfriend see, he’ll kick your butt.❞

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♡♡♡

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Dear Zaara

Send me one “Dear—” and I’ll write a letter to this person 

Dear Zaara,

Words can’t even describe how much I really do appreciate your existence in my life. I know most of the time I act like I’m ‘all-that’ and also a stupid stubborn brat – and I’m truly sorry for that, it’s just how I am and probably it’s how I show affection to you too. We’ve been friends for not that long but I honestly don’t remember the times when you weren’t here with me. I also have no clue how and why did you start calling me ‘dad’ (I’m only 23 but alright I’ll take whatever) but I find it cute that you consider me as someone like that. Dads are supposed to be a good example to their kids and I guess sometimes (even though I fail) I try to be someone that you can look up to and proud of. I know I’m not the most easiest person to handle but you always cope with me and my non-stop whining and complaining. Thank you, for always being there for me and for helping me back up whenever I fell down. Without you I wouldn’t make it until today, honestly. I don’t say this much or at all but I’m so glad that we’ve crossed paths and I hope you’ll stay in my life for a very long time because I can’t bear losing someone as precious as you. It breaks my heart whenever I see you hurting, though I never say it out loud or pretend that I don’t care at times but the truth is – I just don’t know what to do and I’m afraid if I make it worse for you (it has happened before too). The Jessie to my James, I wish you nothing but happiness and I hope your life is filled with all the good things because you truly deserve it.

P/S: When sad – remember those gifs I showed you.

Love,Dad.

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❛ bring some beers. ❜

Three Word Starters | ( * @seokanq )

They were hiding. From what? Nothing in particular, just people. Kangjoon barely had time to spend freely, usually got surrounded by fans and paparazzi in the matter of seconds, and it did not only bug him but Zaara as well. Wasn’t easy befriending popular people, but then again, everything simple wasn’t interesting to her anyway. Besides, Kangjoon was definitely worth these struggles and that’s why she had spent all day figuring out a way they could hang out without getting into too much trouble. And secluded meadows that seemed creepier than they actually were usually kept everyone away. Everyone but her.

And so they sat there for quite a while, did nothing but talking like old ladies that met again after a long, long time. Their jobs, their problems, the weather, anything was a good enough topic for them to be discussed. And it was fun, really. Doing nothing really, just chilling with one another. It was something Zaara prefered over going clubbing or strolling through the streets and wasting money. At one point, however, both of them craved some snacks, something to nibble on as time passed by. So Zaara got up from the grass and patted it off her jeans, planning to make a quick trip to a convenience store nearby.

❝Beer? Give me the money then, superstar. I’m not rich enough to get it all.❞

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How good are you at.. | ( * ​@mxnsuga​ )↪ 🏊 - swimming

❝Swimming.. god.. Not one of my favourite kinds of sports..❞ she sighed. ❝I gotta admit, I am scared of deep water. I love the beach, love playing around in the water. But once it gets too deep for me to stand in, I get anxious, afraid. So I never really learned how to swim. I mean– I know the technique, I can use it, but I get nervous easily and then I just fail and flail around, trying to get back to where I can stand on my feet. To answer the question, I am not good at swiming. Probably as good as a child that just learned how to.❞

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❛ please don’t go. ❜

Three Word Starters | ( * ​@prkjn )

What a wonderful spring day. It was snowing. In the middle of April. And Zaara was mad, kept on complaining about the weather as Jimin was cradling her in his arms the way he always did. Platonic cuddling, nothing more, but it definitely was their favourite activity. She kept on going, couldn’t quiet down. Once she started, little to nothing could stop her from ranting. Immersed in huffing and whining, she hadn’t even noticed how still her friend had gotten, how his eyes were empty and fixed on the wall behind the tv. She was clueless, oblivious, nothing unusual for her.

The weather calmed down, even the sun made a subtle appearance in the afternoon sky. So Zaara took the chance and decided to head home - before the rain started to poor down again. She wriggled out of Jimin’s embrace and got up from the couch, proceeded to get dressed in her sneakers and coat before approaching the front door. It only took her a few more steps, but something held her back. It was Jimin’s hand holding onto her wrist, it was sudden so she was surprised, but the words he spoke in such a pleading way soon explained his action. Please don’t go. Zaara shook her hand free. And then she dropped her bag and coat to the floor before shoving her friend back into the living room. ❝Okay I will stay, but you need to tell me what’s wrong, like, in an instant, mister!❞

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three word starters.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

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Ask muse how good they are at..

rp-starters-ask-box-fillers:

💋 - kissing 👼 - babysitting 🍛 - cooking 💃 - dancing 🎭 - acting/performing arts 🍻 - tolerating alcohol 😠 - managing with their temper 📝- planning and following their plan 🎤- singing 🙊 - keeping secrets 🌷- taking care of plants/pets 😈 - manipulating with others 🏊 - swimming 😂 - telling jokes 📰 - keeping track of world news 📚 - worlds history knowledge ⌚- keeping track of time 💪 - staying fit 😏 - lying 🚗 - driving a car 👗 - dressing with style 🔮 - magic 🔪 - melee weapons 🔫 - ranged weapons 💞 - expressing their feelings 😓 - acknowledging mistakes 🎺 - playing an instrument 🎁 - making gifts ✊ - keeping promises

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Dear Zaara!

( ❀ ) —- @zaarcasm : SOURCESTATUS: ACCEPTING !

dear zaara,

( ❀ ) —- dear little bunbun, wah! are you not a precious one? you really are. and this is one of the meetings i remember the most because it was rather .. random and i did not expect that you would be one of the best friends i ever were to made. i mean – who knew that stuffing someone’s mouth with carrots would be such an effective way of making friends? well neither did i but it obviously worked.

i am sometimes really slow when i am talking to you, and i am very sorry for that, i am trying to do everything and be everywhere, but i mostly fial on that part and i end up being super slow since i am an easily distracted little kitty. but i am trying my best i promise! and i am always coming running to you at the end of the day. because hey! i like talking to you, a lot and i love how we are growing closer ad closer by each day that passes.

you are one of the sweetest ladies i have ever come across! someone i can talk to every single day and yet i still wana squish you at the end of the day. a precious human being to say the least. so if you don’t mind it, i will conintue to stuff carrots in your mouth because this is a big sign of affection from me and i treasure you in my life. a lot. so please, don’t move an inch away from it. 

with all the love in the world,

mina.

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( * @mxnsuga )

Maybe he should knock again, and so he did. But there was still no response. He was hundred percent sure she was home since she said she would be after all. Yoongi tried for the knob and the front door opened right away. That’s funny, why didn’t she lock her front door? Anyway, he just wanted to drop by some snacks as he was in the area for schedules so he helped himself in, slipping his shoes off to head towards the kitchen counter, leaving the bag of cupcakes and macaroons there.

But where is she? He took his legs to the living room and there wasn’t a sign of the latter either until he heard it, he heard some faint noises coming from her bedroom. Was she crying? And it was already slightly opened so it won’t hurt to come and say hello. So, yeah, he headed towards her bedroom door and he wasn’t really expecting anything until he pushed it open, the scene before him making him freeze in place and his mouth fell open – yet not having any exact words. Zaara was laying on her back, with her knees brought up and her legs were spread rather widely and having her hand in between her thighs, she was definitely whimpering too which caused Yoongi unable to move from his place. “What the fuck.” That was all he could say before he quickly turned around, slamming the door shut by accident then he headed straight to the front door again, struggling put his sneakers back on so he could quickly get out.

Who would have thought. After spending years living practically alone in an apartment, the day she actually planned to have some private me-time, she forgot the most important thing. Locking the front door. Zaara, who was afraid of everything, who usually checked fifteen times if doors were locked, if windows were shut, forgot to shut it properly. But she didn’t even know, she didn’t even notice. Well, how could she? No one ever visited her before shooting a quick text - or well, ringing the doorbell. No one had “warned” her, so she did not expect anybody. Or had she forgotten that, too? Had she had plans that had slipped out of her mind? All that didn’t matter as she was immersed into certain activities; activities that were very intimate and not meant to be known of by others. Even if majority of people did it, even if it was natural, Zaara were to die of embarrassment if anyone besides her boyfriend ever found out.

And that was soon to happen. She was right at it, shameless and lost in her own world - after all she was alone or so she thought and there was nothing wrong with it, now was it? But then she heard a faint mumble, her door being slammed shut, and that’s when she knew it was over. Heart pacing as if she had run a hundred miles, eyes wide open, mouth slightly parted as she was trying to figure out what to do. Whoever just caught her redhanded, she had to avoid them for the rest of her life from now on. Zaara fixed her underwear and the oversized hoodie she had been wearing, quickly rushed out of her room with her legs shaking in shock. She was scared, didn’t know who to expect, didn’t know what to say either, no matter who she’d find now. And part of her hoped the person would have just left, would make things a little easier. Right? She gulped when she heard a few muffled sounds close to her front door. Hesitant steps took her there and she thought she would faint the moment she saw that familar silhouette, Yoongi’s silhouette. To confront him or to turn and run away? As direct and open as she was, today she picked the second choice. And she attempted, turned and tried to run, but instead she just bumped against the corner where two walls connected and hissed out a whiny “fuck, ouch”. Well, it was worth a try. Holding her arm, she didn’t even dare to turn around. ❝Can we like.. pretend all of this never happened.. you just go and.. erase the images, the memories?❞

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(` blows kisses and runs away. )

( ‘ catches them all and presses them against her chest before running to chase you. )

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( * @mxnsuga​ )

Min Yoongi’s isn’t a mind-reader. But one thing he is for sure, he’s not stupid. Zaara had been strangely quiet since these past few hours and even they were just watching tv he could feel it – the tension in between them; she wanted to be comforted perhaps? However she doesn’t want to reach out, something like that. And Yoongi’s not really the type to openly point it out or anything, he’d prefer to just keep quiet because it’s not his problem. Since the female isn’t a random stranger and as a matter of fact, she is someone really dear to him so he quietly got up, finally remembering something from the back of his mind, it’s that time of the month. Slowly making his way towards the kitchen, acting as if he was going to grab a beverage for himself but instead taking a detour to the female’s room to haul her blankets with an arm then back to the kitchen to grab a huge bag of marshmallow that has always been on the counter and thinking that probably it’s saved for occasions like this. The male headed towards the living room again, this time going straight to the couch that Zaara was sitting on. Without a word, he took a seat next to her and placed the candy on her lap before scooting in closer, attempting to pull her into his arms (awkwardly) then covered themselves with the blanket he took. It was weird, because he’s not the type of person would show affection but he leaned his head against hers anyway, pretending that nothing had just happened. “This movie is getting so stupid. I’m annoyed.”

Zaara was never one to hide her emotions very well. If she was happy, she’d bounce around like a bouncing ball. If she was gloomy, she’d be quiet, refrain from doing anything at all, that including paying attention to everything around her. Today was one of those days she just lingered around like a corpse. Still, almost unconscious, stomach cramps thankfully dimmed by painkillers. Her eyes were fixed on the tv screen and she didn’t even notice that Yoongi had left her side, really, she had no clue. One reason why she got startled like a kitten when the bag of marshmallows dropped onto her lap out of nowhere, causing her heart to race and make her feel alive for the first time that day. Those five days each month, horrible, no one would be able to understand what they do to her physical and mental state every single time. But Yoongi had been able to figure out that something had to be done, at least, and he really seemed to try to make her mood light up at least a little, though he also seemed to make it look like something natural, the way he scooted close to her, covered them in blankets. Just that it was everything but normal. Yoongi disliked being this close to other people, she knew that, she respected it. Always clung to his finger like a little helpless child when she felt like he needed comfort but couldn’t make a move to hug him. So this was something special, a moment to treasure and remember, so Zaara dragged herself out of the grief-like state and peeked up at him, her lips forming a smile even if it was vague. And in order to avoid making him feel more uncomfortable than he probably already did, she didn’t comment on his actions, as much as she wanted to, as much as she wanted to thank him, and instead went along with the conversation he tried to make. ❝Right? Not like horror movies ever make sense, but this one’s over the top. Let’s pick something else. Fast & Furious, maybe? It’s about time I watch it.❞

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protects you from all the harm of this world

❝please do, that’s what i need most.❞

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me , a jealous mommy

❝not a jealous mommy but a jealous baeby.❞

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MINE

❝no need to yell! stay by my side and everyone will know.❞

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my baeby!! mine!!

❝very true, yours only. i will tattoo it on my skin; kang seulgi’s property!❞