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@wvrchild

dear benji,

its 3 am and i’m thinking about you. but to be fair, i’m always thinking about you. there’s a full moon tonight, do you see it? i hope that wherever you are, you’re safe and somewhere that you can always see the moon. it always brings me a lot of comfort to know that i can go outside at night and look up at the moon and know that it’s the same moon you’re seeing as well.

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@wvrchild

dear benji,

i’ve started reading poetry. there is something about it that is so relatable. it doesn’t exactly make things easier, but it helps. i often come across poems that remind me of you. i just wanted to share those with you tonight, and some of my other favorites.

the idea that we are so capable of love and still choose to be toxic

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[ashawol-deactivated20240605]

[jehovahhthickness]

Leave quiet people alone. Stop forcing them to talk if they don’t want to.

[eerieelle]

Stoner trying to flirt: “you wanna smoke?”

[memesandthings]

TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.

drunk texts:

( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am

( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u

( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD

( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up

( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you  for hurting me

( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh

( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party

( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed

( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry

( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu

hateful texts:

( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic

( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable

( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.

( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.

( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.

( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything

( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.

( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.

( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.

misc/random texts:

( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.

( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog

( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me

( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?

( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.

( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.

( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good

( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…

( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.

( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.

[nottobecrossed]

Your “guardian angel” is actually a demon that protects you and hurts people that are mean to you.

[nottobecrossed]

Your “guardian angel” is actually a demon that protects you and hurts people that are mean to you.

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powerpuffs:

｡:゜☆｡ ･ﾟﾟ･｡. THE MOMENT SHARED WITH SAM gave Jinhee a funny feeling in her stomach. What was this feeling, even?? She didn’t understand the way she felt whenever she was with girls, and now that she noticed the way Sam’s face turned to a light shade of red, she couldn’t help but wonder if her complexion looked similar.  “You worry too much, Sammy. You’re one of the smartest girls I know, to top that, you’re athletic too. If I can pass, then you definitely can.” Jinhee had never been the best at complimenting or making friends feel better but she tried her hardest this time, saying that was easy because that was the truth. Jinhee listened to Sam talk about the coverage of the exam, nodding along as she tried to recall if any of that sounded familiar to her. Some of it did, but the memories of her knowledge regarding such topics were pretty much hazy. “You lost me when you started talking about genetics.” She laughed, reaching over to pull Sam back up by her wrists. “Don’t lie down, if you want to study, you should never lie down.” The older girl warned, with a tone of seriousness in her voice as she knelt in front of Sam, putting the other’s hands on her lap. “When my older sister studied, she went by the reward system, you know that?? She would reward herself with food or something else when she memorized something. D’you want to try that??” Jinhee couldn’t really offer anything other than her presence and some tips she noticed from her older sister who was the most studious person she’d ever met. “When I quiz you, and if you get it right, I’ll reward you with something!!” 

She rolls her head to the side to give the girl a look, brows furrowed and her lower lip sticking out in a pout. "I was gonna say that you must not know many girls, but I know that's not true..." A small, teasing smile replaces the pout and she moves to lay on her side instead, not making any move to grab her flash cards or her book to start studying, still tempted to just say 'fuck it' and go to bed. But then she would have to kick Jinhee out and honestly she didn't want to do that just yet, being selfish and greedy with her feelings and wanting to spend as much time with the other girl as she could. Even though Sam knew she was just setting herself up for failure since Jinhee had made it clear that she didn't see Sam in that way, she couldn't help her desire to be in the presence of the girl. With a whine and a heavy sigh, Sam let's Jinhee pull her up into a sitting position and listens as she explains something about a reward system type of studying, which she's heard of before but never tried, mostly because Sam had never been very prize motivated, but when the other girl tells her that she would be the one to reward Sam, she can't help but raise her brows in interest. Her elbows prop up on her knees and she rests her chin in her hands, staring down at Jinhee with curiosity in her eyes. "You'll reward me?" Maybe it was just Sam, maybe she was just being too hopeful, but what exactly was Jinhee going to reward her with. Tucking her hair behind her ear, her tongue swipes across the seam of her lips slowly before she gives a small shrug. "Okay, sure lets try this method."

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caughtfeelvngs:

“why do you insist on driving me crazy??” olivia could only keep up her pout for about thirty seconds before she was grinning again. she had missed him so desperately that nothing could kill her excitement. she gasped at the sudden movement, but wasn’t even a little surprised at the position they ended up in. “i was wondering how long it was gonna be ‘til you ended up on top of me,” she teased. “you’re so greedy, but i can’t go around saying it every second. i’ve got to keep you on your toes,” she played with his hair when he finally got comfortable, listening to him speak. “you’re what?!” she was completely shocked. a trip to visit her was one thing but staying to be with her, she hadn’t even considered that. how was this possible ?? how could he have made all these plans without her catching on ?? how could he have done something so good for her ?? she didn’t deserve him but she couldn’t hide how delighted she was; even if she tried, her racing heart would give her away. she felt excited tears brimming in her eyes as she listened to him in disbelief. “oppa, are you sure ?? you’re really gonna be with me ?? please tell me you’re not joking!!”

he smirks at her words and shoots her a quick wink. "crazy in love, maybe." with a bright grin, he laughs and sticks his tongue out at her, playfully rolling his eyes. "i know you love it when i'm on top, baby girl." nuzzling his face into her neck, he whines and moves a hand to her side, squeezing it softly. "but why, i tell you i love you four hundred times a day, its nothing to be ashamed of." the outburst scares him slightly and he moves up onto his elbows, looking down at her with raises brows. "of course i'm not kidding, why would i joke about something like this? i'm gonna be here with you every day, for thirty straight days. which to me, isn't nearly enough, but i'll take what i can get. hopefully after these gigs we can both get located back to seoul and we can really be together all the time. ah, it's not fair, i miss you so much when you're away." laying his head down on her shoulder, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, completely relaxed now that he has her in his arms.

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caughtfeelvngs:

“could do what ??” carver had never considered other people having visions, or any magic at all really. he liked to deny the possibility, because it was hard enough facing his own delusions. none of the could be real, the glimpses into what he believed to be hell, the blood on his hands, having to nearly overdose to silence the noise; it all hurt too much for him to embrace it. maybe she was just manipulative, that he could except, he had met plenty of doll faced girls with cruel intentions, it would surprise him even a little if that was who hyejeong turned out to be. it would actually make more sense if he was drawn to her. a pretty face that he would let drag him down to hell ( if only he knew that’s why she seemed so familiar ). the words he heard sent a chill down his spine; she could see him, inside his mind && soul. this probably wasn’t going to end well for him, but then again, nothing ever did. “…i don’t know.”

in a second, she was moving across and sitting on the couch next to him with her body facing towards his, reaching a hand up and running it through his hair as if in a soothing gesture. in a way, it was, but for hyejeong anything intimate had a purpose, and what she was really wanting to do was make him relax enough to let out his secrets. 'come on, baby boy, just close your eyes and don't think, let your mind remember on its own.' once again, not a single sound left her lips, speaking solely to his mind. the hand in his hair rubs at his scalp gently, her way of forcing his mind and body to relax and the touch gives her more insight to his thoughts. 'did it make you feel good? watching him bleed to death? you liked it, baby, didn't you? nothing to be ashamed of carver, it means that you're special.'

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dimittcre:

“i think i should be able to.” as his fingers curl around her wrist, vi doesn’t struggle and simple follows after the boy. a happy hum leaves her lips though as they continue to walk to a more quiet area. “it is all i had time for! being in the medical field is hard and tiring!” it comes out more as a whine as she settles down across from him. the smile doesn’t leave her face though as he hands her chopsticks to start eating. “have i told you that you are the best?”

he begins eating as soon as she does and laughs lightly with a small shake of his head. "i know it is, but as a doctor shouldn't you know how important it is to keep your health up?" raising a brow at her, his smile only grows wider at her words and he pops a piece of chicken into his moth and hums lowly in happiness. "no you've never told me that, but you should more often." he winks and licks his lips, standing up slowly. "would you like something to drink?"

[izzybellgee]

yall can u. reblog this and tag it with the number of posts in your drafts? i wanna know for science

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xbvepsve:

        — AS excited as Daehyun may have been for the beach, he was starting to feel a little unsure of himself. The prince was pretty good at keeping a mask on; leading on this facade that he had became all-too adjusted with over time, but that didn’t stop what he felt underneath all the layers of skin, bone, and practiced optimism. Amazingly enough, despite Yoongi still being a mere stranger, he was somehow breaking those layers apart and revealing what he’s been trying so hard to keep hidden the past couple of years: uncertainty. Daehyun didn’t want Yoongi to feel uncomfortable around him — or anyone for that matter — but each time the other looked away or showed any sign of unease, it made him wonder if he was doing this whole socializing thing right or not. He tried, but perhaps he tried a little too hard. The prince opted not to let his thoughts linger on the matter for too long, however, because he knew that showing negativity of any kind could only worsen the situation, rather than make it better. Once he made it outside of the laundromat, he quickly located his car and unlocked the doors before setting his basket of clothes in the backseat. “ Oh, uh… “ he began as he turned his attention back to the other male and offered him a sweet and inviting smile. “ You don’t mind riding in the car with me, do you? We’ll get there a lot faster, and I have air conditioning too. “ That last part probably didn’t need mentioning, but it was hot outside due to being right on the cusp of summer, and he felt that keeping cool was rather crucial in such humid weather. “ You can put your clothes in the backseat with mine and I’ll let you control the radio if you want. “ The prince wasn’t picky about what he listened to at all, and he had confidence that Yoongi would have good taste in music.

He notices the very slight change in expressions on the others face, the falter of his smile even if it is only for a second. Yoongi is afraid he's starting to bore or irritate the other male, something he was quite used to when it came with interacting with other people, he was abnormally shy and quiet and he tended to freak out at even the smallest gestures or sounds, so this sort of reaction wouldn't be much of a surprise. Usually he doesn't particularly care too much if people don't want to be around him since he has the mutual feeling with most, but the male in front of him was warm and inviting and Yoongi felt like they could actually be friends or something and he didn't want to give up on that so easily this time. Silently, he follows the other out of the building and when Daehyun comes to a stop in front of a row of cars, he looks up in confusion, biting down on his lip as he struggles to keep hold of his laundry basket, his muscles aching as it gets heavier and heavier by the second. But then the other is asking if he wants a ride and it's then that Yoongi realizes the car belongs to the kid and he blinks slowly, nodding his head a beat too late. "You.. drive?" Looking down, he's secretly grateful for the fact that the younger has a car because Yoongi wasn't sure if he would make it all the way to the beach with a full basket of laundry in this heat without passing out. With a small smile of gratitude, he opens the backseat door and sets his basket in the seat before hesitantly climbing into the passenger seat and waiting for the other to get in, casting a glance sideways at him. "Are you sure it's okay?" Yoongi doesn't want to burden the other, even though he was the one that invited him to the beach in the first place. As they take off, Yoongi keeps his hands folded in his lap, too shy to reach up and turn the radio on or change the station despite the boy telling him he could do so. Besides, he didn't listen to music much, or at least not of the typical sense, preferring instrumental genres over the mainstream, the kind of music one wouldn't find on the radio.

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powerpuffs:

｡:゜☆｡ ･ﾟﾟ･｡. JINHEE REALLY TRIED HER HARDEST not to stare at Sam who was clad only in a towel. She knew it was creepy to stare but she couldn’t help the gaze that flickered back and forth from Sam to the television screen. Damn it, girls were too pretty and too hot for Jinhee to handle. She wondered how she had survived 21 years of being in the closet when girls were everything beauty ever meant, when girls were literally God’s best creation and she didn’t even believe in God. She cleared her throat when Sam turned to her with her backpack, feeling the heat rise up to her cheeks after witnessing Sam dress up. “You know what?? I sleep whenever I know I have a hard exam coming–I might fail that exam, but at least your girl’s well rested.” That wasn’t particularly the best advice to share at this moment but that’s what she always did. “I have, but more like… Natural Science?? Not really an entire biology course, except in high school.” She really didn’t need the credits of an entire Biology course, hence Natural Science was the easier way to go. “So what’s this about?? Mitosis?? Meiosis??” She reached out for the flash cards, flipping through them and then glancing back up at Sam. 

Sam didn't even notice the other girls eyes on her the entire time she got dressed, too wrapped up in her own mess of thoughts. Practically face planting onto the bed, she groans again at hearing Jinhee's word, reaching a hand out blindly to weakly shove at her head, though it results more in her just brushing her fingers lightly through the others hair in her meek attempt. "Yahhhh, don't tempt me like that, it's not fair. I should study, I have to do well, even one bad test score can jeopardize my entire grade! Aish... coach would kill me." Sam thrashes around on her bed while whining before lifting her head to look at Jinhee, her face heating up when she realizes how close their faces are and scooting back on the bed a bit as she chews on her lip. "Ah.. this unit is over reproduction and genetics. So basically the breakdown of the reproduction system and all the different stages, asexual reproduction and single cell organisms and all that fun stuff.." Puffing her cheeks out, Sam blows the air out between her lips, making her bangs fly up slightly and she rolls over onto her back and stretches her arms above her head. "I'm pretty sure I have most of it down already, though I'm having trouble remembering the difference between binary fission and multiple fission."

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reddiamxnds:

When he ducked inside the place, Jude reached up to lower the hood from his jacket and took the opportunity to scan the surrounding area. Somehow, he wasn’t surprised by her actions, the cute way she jumped excitedly or exclaimed out loud, but he was surprised when she grabbed for his hand and tugged him along. He wasn’t used to such initiative from anyone; usually his friends allowed him to join whenever he was ready and he realized it had been a long while since anyone had held onto his hand for longer than a mere moment. Still, it all made Jude smile, in his own slight way, as he followed behind her with unsure, heavy steps until he saw where they were headed. Sitting down, he didn’t say anything but instead watched the pond through the window while Haven took charge of the entire situation. It comforted him to not have to do much to entertain her, but when he heard his name, he looked up in languid motion and smiled again. “Ah ah,” he said softly as he dipped his head in an eager bow of greeting. “Thank you for the compliment,” he spoke directly to Haven in spite of the other standing over them.

Being a naturally and overly friendly person, skinship wasn't something she thought too much of, always hugging and clinging onto people, so it wasn't any different with Jude when she grabbed his hand, but she liked how warm and soft it was in hers. Haven took notice of the hint of a smile on his lips, and even though she didn't say anything about it, it made her own smile grow wider if that was even possible. Giggling softly to herself, she glances down at the table and blushes lightly when she notices him looking at her before turning back to the woman still standing there. "Ah, it'll be a minute unnie, we still need to decide what we want." Flashing her an eye smile, Haven opens the menu and pushes it over to his side of the small table before leaning on it with her elbows and her face resting in her hands. "You can pick whatever you like, it's all amazing. I can attest to that, I think by now I've tried everything on the menu at least once." Biting down on her lips, she stares at him with her large doe eyes and a tiny, sweet smile on her face.

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reddiamxnds:

Lee didn’t want to release her from the hug just yet, but as she shifted in his arms, he slowly loosened his hold around her and leaned back so that he could look into her eyes. He saw the glint of what he assumed were tears that had blurred her vision, but none were on her cheeks so he assumed the remnants were soaked into his shirt. With a smile, Lee lifted one of his hands to the top of her head and gently mussed her hair before petting it back down again from the mess. “So since you’re not sad anymore, do I need to offer to take you out for ice cream to make you feel better?”

For a moment Cloe is hopeful he's going to kiss her, at least on the head, but then his hand lands on the top of her head and she whines quietly when he messes her hair up, scrunches her nose in distaste. "Oppaaaa... don't do that, I'm not a kid.." The words are just barely mumbled, but Cloe is quickly raising her head to look at him with the hint of a smile on her lips. "Ice cream?! Really?! Yes, I love ice cream, please oppa, please?!" Being so naive, Cloe didn't even realize how contradictory her excitement was to her precious words about not being a kid, and the look on her face was one of pure innocence.