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BEER PONG CHAMP STRAIGHT OUTTA TAIPEI

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[ updates to this blog will be coming shortly! finally getting back into rp and i want to work with this character again.

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[ HOLY SHIT I'M STILL ALIVE jfsjfjsnfjsnfmskdj I'm so sorry ive been MIA but winter break is coming up and I miss my boi Gun so mucH

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              ❝ I record myself telling scary stories, mostly true, and you get scared.                  I guess some people like that ❞

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fuckfnhfjdjndf this muse is still active i swear. i’m sorry i’ve been dead lately.... i was unaware that College was Hard up until Now

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20/365 days of music: Are You Gonna Be My Girl // Jet

1-2-3, take my hand and come with me, because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine

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twice members featured in music videos: sana in got7′s “A”

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You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it’s just teeth.

Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via wordsnquotes)

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  I’M SORRY I BLACKED OUT, TRIED TO KILL YOU, AND ALMOST GOT US ARRESTED.                     RATED R: RUTHLESS, RUDE, AND RATHER RACY.

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“Grungy and effortless… You have strange tastes, Ishiko.” He moves to sit up next to her, wrapping his long limbs around her side, claiming her with his snuggles. “Don’t talk to me or my sons ever again.” There’s definitely some giggles coming from him, a sign that he really doesn’t mind her criticism of his lizards. “No. I mean. Yes. You can kiss me. But you have to kiss Mr. Bowie first.” Maybe he should’ve just agreed to the trade-off, it would’ve been a win/win scenario, and David Bowie probably wouldn’t have minded, but he’s a stubborn guy. He’s detecting the apprehension from Ishiko towards having the lizard that close to her face, and he’s ready to pounce on this new-found fear. “Don’t be scared. He doesn’t bite. He just wants a kiss. Look at him. He’s so hurt.” Gun’s gaze returns to the lizard, who’s stopped in the middle of Ishiko’s arm to stare blankly ahead. “He’s so upset he can’t even move.”

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“You’re welcome,” she replied, giggling. There’s a familiar type of comfort that comes to Ishiko when she feels the warmth of his body next to hers, arms snaked around her and keeping her close. Of course, she still couldn’t help but feel a bit of unease at the situation; while she wasn’t one to find reptiles exactly appealing, enough time had passed that she’d gotten acclimated to his pets. There was a slow process to it, though. She started small with approaching them slowly, and eventually built up to being able to touch them beneath her fingers and even have them skitter across her arm like now. But to kiss the lizard? She turned back, staring at it with her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “He doesn’t look hurt, he looks like he-” Cutting her speech off, Ishiko blinked for a second, staring at the lizard before staring at him. “…Like he needs a little peck.” With a clear of her throat, she lifted her arm up before leaning in and pressing a quick peck to the lizard’s head. Her eyes are squeezed closed of course, a split second to do what he asks before finally pulling away and burying her face in the crook of his neck. “There,” she responded, voice muffled, “I did it.”

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His smile broadens when she agrees to kiss the lizard, and he swiftly pulls out his phone to snap a picture of her once she lifts it up in her palms, taking quite a few more shots than necessary to make sure he could get a good one for his wallpaper later. Giggling wildly, he takes the lizard from her to keep in his lap. "Thanks, cutie. He says he's feeling a lot better now." He scrolls through the pictures he's taken, choosing his favorite for the background. "Would you mind getting a kiss from a giant reptilian humanoid, now?"

Gun takes a strand of her hair, tucks it behind her ear as he leans in to give her a kiss, a gentle peck that lasts for much less time than he'd hoped to have, but there is still a lizard scrabbling around on his thighs. "I'm gonna put him away now. I just wanted to give them all a break from eachother because he and George Michael have been acting weird to eachother and fighting."

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sitting on the rooftop of some building, with his legs dangling over the edge, he looks down at the tops of people’s heads, watching them as they pass through their day without so much as a glance upwards. he finds it interesting how people are always either looking down or in front of them, but never up. sometimes he looks up, when he wants to be an idiot ( and forget the world around him existed. for then it would just be him and the sky and the stars you could not see ). he then settles for looking at his shoes, and how big they seem comparison to the tiny tiny people down there. vertigo is weak and small in his body, but he feels it nonetheless. perhaps in the way his stomach seems to shrink when he throws his head back. he’s met with a voice that’s all too familiar, and jungkook turns to smile.

“if you’re curious, I ain’t gonna jump.” he doesn’t know why he finds the thought funny, but he does. and he’s laughing because it’s hilarious– him, killing himself. maybe it’s because he has no reason for it that he finds all too amusing. “maybe when i’m fifty and living off my grandchildren.”

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He and Jungkook have one prominent personality trait in common– they’re rough around the edges, fearless and beaten down boys who keep popping back up. It’s rare for Gun to find people who can keep up with him, but this boy not only keeps up, he blurs past him. Chain-smoking feels appropriate tonight, damp and dark air pushing down around the two, the heat from his cigarettes doing nothing to cool them down but dry his lungs out.

His hand reaches out to hold onto Jungkook’s shoulder, pull him back from the edge a bit, peel him away from the thoughts he’s stuck on. “Don’t do that. You’re scaring me.” It’s not often that he gets nervous like that. “I’m glad you’re not intending to kill yourself, but…” It’s a long drop from here. Though he can’t deny that it is quite a sight, industrial but beautiful in its own right.

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“I look like I rolled out of a garbage can, what the hell are you talking about?” He laughs to cover up the sudden bout of shyness he’s feeling from her compliments, stroking his finger over the top of the lizard’s head gently. “Dammit, maybe I shouldn’t have brought him in here. He’s cock-blocking me now.” The lizard makes its way from his body to her arm, tentative steps taken with his nails hooking to skin so he won’t slide off. “Excuse you! David Bowie is fine. Don’t talk about him that way.” He eyes the salmon pink color around David’s face, the reptile’s eyes lidded with a constant neutral look to it. “It’s just his skin, he doesn’t have pigmentation in those areas. He was an experimental one, they breed these for colors. That’s how I got him. If he was full-blown pastel, it would’ve been a lot harder to get my hands on him.” His finger runs along the bumpy skin of its back while it treks along Ishiko’s arm. “You hurt his feelings. Give him a kiss.”

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“It’s a… grungy, effortless, lowkey look,” she replied, eyes trained on the lizard while it tentatively moved onto her fingers before moving up her hand. “Like I said, you look good.” As her gaze followed the lizard while it slowly crawled up to her forearm, she turned to glance at the other, his head perched in her lap and staring up at her. “What? Freddie and George seem to be more… vibrant in their expressions. It’s easier for me to tell that they’re alive-” Pausing to clear her throat, she realized that just maybe she should stop digging herself into a deeper hole with him. Of course, when he asks her to kiss the lizard in apology, Ishiko stared at him, eyes wide and lips pursed. “…Wh-” She doesn’t mind the lizard on her at the moment, really, but to kiss the lizard? That was something she wasn’t quite prepared for just yet. “Give him a kiss? Can’t I just give you a kiss instead?” she asked, hoping that just maybe he’d accept such a trade off.

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"Grungy and effortless... You have strange tastes, Ishiko." He moves to sit up next to her, wrapping his long limbs around her side, claiming her with his snuggles. "Don't talk to me or my sons ever again." There's definitely some giggles coming from him, a sign that he really doesn't mind her criticism of his lizards. "No. I mean. Yes. You can kiss me. But you have to kiss Mr. Bowie first." Maybe he should've just agreed to the trade-off, it would've been a win/win scenario, and David Bowie probably wouldn't have minded, but he's a stubborn guy. He's detecting the apprehension from Ishiko towards having the lizard that close to her face, and he's ready to pounce on this new-found fear. "Don't be scared. He doesn't bite. He just wants a kiss. Look at him. He's so hurt." Gun's gaze returns to the lizard, who's stopped in the middle of Ishiko's arm to stare blankly ahead. "He's so upset he can't even move."

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“You seriously got drunk without me?”

"...Yes. I enjoy being drunk." There's a haze to his eyes, a lazy, relaxed demeanor about him that isn't too different from his typical self, just... amped up. "There's still some here if you wanna join me."