— 輝く星

kim taehyung; xx; actor — our nation's beaming sun !

[95z]

cutest boyfriends

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

[ccseongwoo]

(...)

“i– what?” taehyung’s question catches him by surprise and jimin blinks. is he seeing someone? at this jimin can only crease his brows and there’s some sort of discontented look that falls onto his face. 

how could i fucking bring myself to see anyone if you were the only – but he says none of that (he thinks none of that too, he tells himself gently) and can only shake his head in a manner that’s almost cute. “taehyung,” he begins and he sighs softly, “what the fuck made you think that i was seeing someone? the fuck?” his words are brusque once more but the way he holds onto taehyung is anything but that. instead it’s gentle and jimin decides that he never wants to let go (maybe for the moment).

so instead he lets himself get carried away a little, allows himself to slide closer towards taehyung and just like he’d wished for moments ago, he rests his head between the crook of taehyung’s neck. “i’m not seeing anyone,” he answers, voice softer this time. “you fucking idiot.” nice one.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

oh, taehyung thinks, and that seems to be a recurring thought this evening. oh indeed, because he’s only barely registering the gentle touches from jimin (such huge contrast to his fiery personality that made taehyung long for more), only just allowing himself to bathe in their warmth because god knows when he’ll have the chance to be like this with jimin again when the shorter is already making taehyung go through a whole different emotion just like that.

“but-” he starts, then stops himself. there was no way jimin would deny it, no way he would play fool now because it just didn’t seem like the type of behaviour from someone so proud and stubborn - but jimin sounds genuinely confused over taehyung’s question and the actor can’t help but just wonder the meaning of it.

could it be that jimin truly had meant to tell taehyung he missed him? could it be that that text, that simple text that had taehyung’s heart jumping in his chest only to leave him aching by the ones that followed, had been destined to him all along? he wants to believe it (he does, he truly does) and he can feel himself grow hopeful, eager, happier over the situation. it wasn’t difficult to add one plus one and take a wild guess that jimin was most likely drunk texting him at the moment, which just added to his hope because we all know what alcohol does to your brain-to-mouth filter. 

there’s a big, dumb smile spreading on his lips when jimin presses his face to his neck and dear god, is this going to bite him in the ass later, but at the moment taehyung truly couldn’t care. “nevermind,” his voice is lighter and the smile is audible, all hints of possessiveness and jealousy gone without a trace as fast as they had appeared and perhaps it’s the moment of joy from jimin confirming he isn’t seeing anyone, or perhaps taehyung just enjoys playing with his own life, but his grip on jimin’s waist tightens and just like that, he’s pulling the boy onto his lap.

he would never do this before, not in a million years - but this time he felt confident. this time it was had been jimin who asked to be kissed and it had been jimin who just leaned into his embrace again and maybe, just maybe, just this one time, this would be alright. there were still a lot of things he wanted to say, things like ‘can we stay like this’ or ‘let’s try what we had again’ or ‘i really liked kissing you’, but taehyung still knows better than to just pour his heart out to jimin like that and risk scaring him away; this wasn’t the right time, not yet.

“i’m doing you a favor,” taehyung says then before jimin would complain, arms wrapping better around the boy’s frame, pulling him closer to himself and shit, he hopes jimin can’t feel how ridiculously hard his heart is beating. “that was an uncomfortable hugging angle.”

[moxle]

[ txt; sun ray ] well im sOOOoOooORy i cant be perfect in your eyes  [ txt; sun ray ] smh  [ txt; sun ray ] i only go on tumblr to reblog pics of noodles and find funny and witty jokes [ txt; sun ray ] deepass quotes are not my thing. i dont want some quotes shoved deep into my ass. id rather have something else there  [ txt; sun ray ] alright. sure. no problem. i wouldn’t even bother telling him anyways though??? [ txt; sun ray ] i may be a dick but im not a snitch  [ txt; sun ray ] but yeah anyways dont mention it. who knows where i’ll run into him??? 

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

(sms: doraemon) i usually just go lowkey search myself up but sometimes u just find these things man (sms: doraemon) what (sms: doraemon) what do you mean (sms: doraemon) wait no dont answer oh mY GOD (sms: doraemon) .......relatable tho (sms: doraemon) i think ur the actual love of my life (sms: doraemon) what would i do without you :^(

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

[ccseongwoo]

(...)

but he finally pulls away, in an attempt to catch his breath. he rests his forehead on taehyung’s almost shamelessly. cheeks rep and lips slightly swollen. “wow,” he manages to say, lip darting out to lick at his bottom lip. “i must really like you or something.” he nearly says but he decides against it, instead leaning in to peck at taehyung’s lips once more, this time softer, gentler, unlike jimin’s rough personality.

he feels some sort of heat in his stomach and his eyes are starting to sting. had he missed taehyung this much? but he ignores the feeling of guilt, sadness, of regret for having been a coward and running away all those years ago for the feel of taehyung against him. “so that happened.” a pause. “you’re still a really good kisser.”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

taehyung’s eyes remain closed even as the kiss is broken for a second time, relieved that at least jimin wasn’t pushing him away again. quite frankly, he had no idea where he was going with this kiss - where they were going with it, because there are so many things unsaid between them that as romantic as the idea of ‘pouring all their questions and answers into the kiss’ sounds like, it doesn’t really work that way.

he’s long learnt to stop expecting for jimin to come back to him, though what he means by this thought is debatable as well. coming back to him — jimin left once, left their company and what they had behind. but more often than not taehyung wonders how valid his bitterness is because “what they had” wasn’t even a thing in the first place; it was never official, even though it felt like it to taehyung, but he knew this could and most likely would be an argument on jimin’s part if he ever spoke his mind on the matter.

jimin was never his, but there’s only so much meaning in labels. taehyung had thought their relation went beyond that. guess he had been wrong.

there’s a breathless laugh that falls from his lips at jimin’s words and he finds himself smiling (of course he’s smiling - he always smiles around jimin, even when it feels like the shorter is doing everything possible to tear him down) and his hands fall from jimin’s face to his waist, keeping a gentle hold of him. “yeah?” amusement is still audible in his tone. “you’re not that bad yourself.” he teases, hoping that a playful attitude would ease jimin into the situation, would make him stay in his arms longer because each second ticking was a second closer to jimin pulling away and ending whatever was going on.

“hey,” he calls then, voice dropping quieter, perhaps more serious as well, and his hold on jimin’s waist tightens just slightly, a hint of possessiveness to the action. every alarm in his head is going off for him to shut the fuck up before he messes things up, but taehyung’s brain to mouth filter was always a sketchy one and he can’t stop himself in time. “you’re not actually seeing someone, are you?” there’s something strange to his voice, something not quite like taehyung; fear, or perhaps jealousy, or maybe both.

jimin always made a mess out of his emotions anyway.

[mixcheri]

glorified mess.

[mixcheri]

(...)

his expression shifts, pinches and forms, staggering slightly as he coughs. nausea, oh what a wonderful feeling. it bubbles in his gut, his hands clenching at the fabric for some sort of grip. “that– that doesn’t feel nice.”

looking up at the stranger, jeongguk tries his best with a smile– an awkward, tense one as he begins to hunch over. “look out below.”

and then promptly, he vomits– heaving over the ground as he drops to one knee, holding himself up with his hand as he hurls out everything he had consumed. it doesn’t feel pretty, he knows it doesn’t look pretty, but once he’s done he’s feels loads better.

…and then the second wave of nausea comes, followed by a long groan as he gags. “this sucks.”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

that explanation sounds like a mess - that explanation is a mess and the boy looks like a mess and it’s not like taehyung has never seen the glorious state that not-good-for-you substances leave people in (god knows he is familiar with that), but this has to be one of the most unique scenarios taehyung has heard so far.

“you were in for quite the wild night, huh?” his voice is full of disbelief and a short, breathless laugh falls from his lips only due to the fact that he had close to no idea of what to do, but it’s not like he’s given much time for thought either way, because soon the stranger is doubling over and pretty much emptying the contents of his stomach right onto the sidewalk. 

“shit-” indeed, it’s not the prettiest sight but taehyung isn’t squeamish in the slightest and vomit doesn’t bother him, instead only adding to his worry because if he had no idea what to do before, at least now he knew for sure he couldn’t just leave this boy strolling around in this condition. he’s leaning down, crouching next to the other male, a hand moving to gently rub up and down his back in soothing motions. “it’s okay. better out than in, i suppose.” he offers another small chuckle at his own words, all of these merely being honest attempts at helping the stranger feel at ease around him.

"do you feel better?” he continues to rub the boy’s back, willing to wait until the gagging would cease and there would be no more risk of getting vomit all over himself along the way. “i’ll help you get back home. i really don’t think you should be wandering around the streets on your own like this, just saying.”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

entangled mints

Entangled Mints: a friendship headcanon.

taehyung may not look or act like it, but he’s an awfully good listener. contrary to popular belief, he does know when to be quiet and let others speak; if you’re close enough to him to know about this, then you’ll know you can count on him for everything, too. it doesn’t matter the reason or time, when a friend needs taehyung, he will be there for them in a blink of eye.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

Dulce de Leche + Lemon-Lime Sorbet

Dulce de Leche: a happy/sweet romantic or queerplatonic headcanon. 

taehyung is a romantic and a total sap at it and there are a ton of headcanons i could throw in here, but loyalty is probably number one when it comes to him. when he finds someone he truly likes, be it serious or queerplatonic, he will dedicate his everything to them and their happiness. he’s the last person you’d ever find cheating.

Lemon-Lime Sorbet: a sexual/NC-17 headcanon (alt: a secret(s) h/c). 

okay— he has pretty sensitive ears. usually gentle nibbles or dirty whispering in his ear are more than enough to get things started, just saying.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

neapolitan & orange pinnacle whip

Neapolitan: an intimacy/vulnerability (or lack thereof) headcanon.

taehyung wears his heart on his sleeve. it’s easy to leave him vulnerable emotionally-wise; he tends to only get intimate with people he trusts and has therefore built some sort of emotional connection to them. the moment that connection is set, he’s pretty vulnerable in their hands. his naïvety doesn’t help in this aspect, so it’s really not that difficult to tear him up inside if you just try hard enough.

Orange Pineapple Whip: a kinky headcanon (alt: an eccentricity h/c).

oh boy what isn’t he into tbh. well. taehyung can’t say he’s done a lot of crazy things, but he won’t deny it either that he feels curious towards a wide variety of kinks out there. so far, sensory deprivation is a nice way to go, or watching others (kinda voyeurism but not really) but honestly, he’s probably up to trying anything you send his way. shhh.

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

[ccseongwoo]

(...)

there’s the slow movement of lips and jimin – jimin lets himself be carried away by three years of want and regret. he loses his grip on his script as his hands find themselves wrapping around taehyung’s neck, fingers softly tangling against his hair (it’s all too familiar) and something in his stomach lurches.

it’s then when he remembers where they are – and where they are now isn’t where they were three years ago. so he softly pulls away, hand still on taehyung’s neck and lips slightly swollen. “no i – what i – no we shouldn’t do this. we can’t do this taehyung. we’re not – I’m not –”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

there’s definitely a wave of relief that washes over him when he feels jimin’s lips move against his own, wiping away his anxieties and replacing them with a warm feeling of peace instead, like suddenly every piece of this complicated puzzle that was their relation had fallen together just from one kiss.

it sure felt like it, but there were still so many things taehyung wanted to ask and demand of jimin, so many questions he’s forced himself to swallow because it’s just in his nature to be tolerant, to be understanding even when people do him wrong. it’s a trait that sure bites him in the ass more often than not, and jimin is one prime example of that, but it keeps drama away and as an actor, taehyung has enough of those already.

his hands let go of his own script in search of jimin’s face to cup, thumbs rubbing over the soft cheeks, easing him into the kiss. they’d done this so many times before yet the need to be careful was strong here, like it was a first time all over again, like it was all a dream and  taehyung would wake up if he dared to be too harsh.

or, well, at least his original plan was indeed to be gentle and slow - but then jimin is pulling away, already starting to blabber out whatever excuse taehyung didn’t care to hear right now and the younger’s brows furrowed a little in annoyance, eyes still closed as he refused to let this go so quickly. “just shut up,” he breathes out before pressing their lips together again, still gentle in its nature but definitely a little more demanding, a little more desperate.

so many things taehyung wanted to ask that he couldn’t voice, so now that he had the chance he wanted to pour them into the kiss, demand why did you leave so suddenly, why did you cut me off and maybe, just maybe, a why am i not enough for you in between.

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

[ccseongwoo]

(...)

that he couldn’t just tell taehyung that he missed him. that after all these years of trying to act like he was completely fine he wasn’t. he wasn’t in the slightest bit. 

“kiss me.”

wait. wait. wait what the fuck. “no no. no i didn’t say that,” he shakes his head, completely breaking out of character. “no. you know what. i – i’m feeling a little light headed tonight. let’s – let’s do this another day, okay?”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

oh.

oh.

taehyung probably stared at jimin with the dumbest expression when the words slipped off the shorter’s lips just like that, eyes widened and mouth open and christ, did his heart attempt to leap out of his chest. not only that but it definitely picked up a fast pace, drumming against taehyung’s ribcage in a way that made him definitely nervous, a million thoughts running through his mind.

that wasn’t in the script. that sure as hell wasn’t in the script, and judging by jimin’s reaction to his own words, it wasn’t supposed to have been said outloud either. but it did, jimin did say that and it had been so sudden, so unexpected, yet enough to make taehyung’s heartbeat shoot through the roof.

maybe he wasn’t that over jimin as he claimed to be. he tried, he sure as hell did, but all jimin had to do was snap his fingers in his direction and taehyung would be by his side in a second - and now this, and taehyung’s mind is a mix between too many thoughts and completely blank right now.

“right,” taehyung breathes out, only now realising he had been holding his breath all along and he was pretty sure his voice cracked a little there, but he didn’t even fully register it. he just had jimin’s words repeating in his head over and over and fuck, he shouldn’t, he couldn’t - but he wanted to kiss jimin so bad and the boy just asked him to, for fuck’s sake-

“right, yeah, we should just..” but his voice trails off into a sigh and taehyung is quickly leaning in, eyes falling closed and lips pressing against jimin’s. three years - three years had passed since he last felt the shorter’s lips against his own yet the feeling was still so familiar, like jimin had never left in the first place, like their relation wasn’t this mess it had somehow become. 

his head tilts and he moves his lips against jimin’s, slowly, gently but urging him to kiss him back, to return the affection, to please don’t push me away again.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

— chasing words;

[gnmnamjoon-deactivated20160630]

(...)

“well thank you. It was so plain at the beginning I thought I was living in a hunted house.” the noodles danced in the waters as he spun them around, memories flooded his mind in seconds, every piece of furniture had its own story, some pretty, some not so much. The old wood contrasted perfectly with the white walls and high ceiling, big windows milking every ray of sun there is to be, and red, maroon and brown tones bringing home some warmth. Yes, Namjoon was quite proud of his house. “take a seat if you please, your majesty, two more minutes and the feast will be served.” using a posh accent he announced as the smell of food took over the loft. 

That smile will bore in his memory like nail holes in a wall, it was so genuine, so unique and mundane, nothing that shouted stardom but, that’s why he is a famous actor after all. Just like Namjoon, he works with lies and fiction, although the boy has to make that fiction live. Which the writer admirs to no end. Being incapable of lying also results in being absolutely useless in acting. He returns the smiles as well as he can, hoping the dimples make out for the lack of teeth. Already fetching two plates out of the drier, he starts serving dinner. “So, tell me” he starts as he walks to the other. “how’s your life.”

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

the way namjoon keeps up this apparent royal game of his is amusing to taehyung and he sees no reason not to keep it up just the same, doing an exaggerated bow of gratefulness while a short laugh escapes past his lips, moving to sit down by the table. he glanced around once more, as if trying to imprint the aesthetics of this house in his memory.

“ah, well,” taehyung leans back in his seat while namjoon served them his amazing, masterchef ramen, shrugging a shoulder with another short laugh. “busy, but that’s a predictable answer, isn’t it?” he flashes one of his gentle, perhaps a little shy smiles, also noticing how deep dimples adorned namjoon’s face when he smiled. he refrained from saying it outloud, god knows that would make things weird, but he definitely found them to be charming.

“hmm.. i don’t know how to describe it and make it interesting. i’m not a writer.” he stirs the noodles with his chopsticks to help them cool down just so they wouldn’t burn his tongue, looking back up at the taller boy. “it’s thrilling, i guess? most of the time i follow a routine, but sometimes unpredictable things may happen. you never know how things will develop at the set. it never fails to be exciting.”

he brings a few noodles to his lips then, chewing for another second of thought before allowing himself to put a conclusion to his words. “but it’s what i’ve always dreamed of doing, and something i really enjoy, so even if it’s busy and tiring- i like it.” he offers another shrug and little smile, hoping this answer would be satisfatory enough for namjoon.

[pxsungjoo-deactivated20171003]

sweet surprises

[pxsungjoo-deactivated20171003]

(...)

Once his arm was pushed down slightly and the drink along with it, the dark haired fellow glanced up towards Taehyung whom had been walking only a few steps before him, and had turned around awaiting the grand explosion which was only waiting to happen. But it didn’t. Taemin was exhausted, his body was exhausted as well as his mind. And so he simply shook his head lightly, and let an exasperated sigh escape his lips. “Will you ever not torture me?”

Taemin did not mean a word he said– he never truly did. In fact, the young man enjoyed himself quite the bit with Taehyung. Perhaps because their encounters never failed to be innocent. Perhaps because their encounters never failed to be anything but sweet. And it was most definitely because their encounters brought out a new side in Taemin, which was neither Lee Taemin the future heir of Lee industries, or Eros the stripper. He was someone, he, himself, did not know yet. And feared to get to know.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

“my my, who would i even be if i didn’t make you suffer a little bit?” taehyung laughs, not minding the attitude the older had around him. he knew none of that had any bad intention to it and it was simply taemin’s way of putting up with the very peculiar being that is kim taehyung, a situation that the actor himself is pretty used to already. he claims to be good at reding people; he can tell when one is truly annoyed at him or when it’s just part of their personality to not take taehyung’s jokes and excitedly.

he knows that if taemin truly didn’t put up with him, there was no way he’d truly let the younger drag him to so many non-luxury places like he does.

he lead them to his car, unlocking the vehicle and getting in the driver’s seat. taehyung wasn’t exactly the most patient driver, but he does keep things in mind more often than most taxi drivers in korea anyway; being in a car with him driving probably just grants someone a few heart scares once in a while which taehyung is sure taemin is totally used to by now as well.

“it’s not very far away, so don’t worry.” taehyung says already with a short laugh as he started the car, looking at taemin with a big smile before focusing back on getting them on the road. “you won’t be stuck in here with me for too long. should still get your blood up and pumping though, because you’re gonna need all that adrenaline where we’re going.” 

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

[ccseongwoo]

(...)

he catches the smile that taehyung gives him and his hear does a little leap (just like it would have two years ago by the practice room) and he forces himself to loo away. “you bastard,” he begins –– and he tries his hardest to stay in character despite the heat that’s overwhelming him. “do you know how long i’ve waited for you to come back?” urgh. 

it’s too much, the sudden heat in the room and the fact that he’s beside taehyung of all people. “do you know how much i––” at this he looks up, eyes meeting the fellow actor’s. “i missed you?” 

momentarily he wonders to himself and thinks about all the reasons as to why he’d chosen this role despite knowing that taehyung would be his co-star. (perhaps it was because taehyung was his costar that he had so readily signed on to the drama). 

it’s almost impossible to look away from taehyung when after all these years jimin had wanted to do nothing but drown in them. “i missed you,” he repeats the line and his body subconsciously leans closer. there are so many unsaid things that hang around them, so many words that jimin wishes to say.

he stares at taehyung and he’s not too sure if he’s acting anymore. it takes a good second for him to realize the predicament he’s in before he moves back, hands uncomfortably rubbing his neck.

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

it would be ridiculous to be affected by the lines - these were scripted, written by someone else who was a stranger to their relation, written for two characters that were not based on the two of them. yet at the same time it was ridiculously ironic just how much they fit at some parts, especially when the lines jimin was delivering were ones taehyung wished he could hear the shorter tell him. properly too, and not just a random drunken text apparently sent by mistake.

it’s difficult to concentrate on the fact that he should be staying in character at all time and not let jimin’s lines play with his mind, fingers subconsciously gripping the script better as he gave it another glance-over before looking back up, expression serious. “i’m sorry,” he starts, holding jimin’s gaze as he spoke. “i would have returned if i could. it was never my intention to leave so suddenly-”

the words sting him bitterly and taehyung glances elsewhere, keeping himself in character and trying to push any distracting thoughts away. he wondered if jimin would have ever returned to next ent. he wondered if he regretted quitting so harshly the way he did.

“but.. during all that time, i missed you too.” he continues, voice gone softer as if embarrassed, glancing down before meeting jimin’s gaze again. “i kept wondering if you were alright, and- i’m sorry that- i’m sorry that i never reached out for you.” his gaze falls again and he plays off the stumbling as part of the line, lips momentarily pressing together in a thoughtful line.

he tries not to think about what jimin could be thinking or why he leaned in just before when it wasn’t in the script or why all of this was bothering taehyung so much - they were both adult, professional actors. letting this get too much to his head was ridiculous.

[gangnamkrp-blog]

strings of symphonic collapse.

Hello, hi ! Time for another prompt, and as opposed to starter sentences that we did last time, this time we’re going to focus more on character development. This ask meme is credited to amorramanet and reposted for the sake of this roleplay alone, without any intention to rip off and the likes. Please send your fellow members some if they reblogged this. :>

HEADCANON MEME: ICE CREAM EDITION !

Almond Chocolate Coconut: a touch headcanon.

Bacon Ice Cream: a “what were you even thinking” headcanon.

Black Raspberry Cheesecake: a sexuality and/or romanticism headcanon (romantic orientation, sexual orientation, etc).

Cactus Fruit Sorbet: a “this shouldn’t work but it does” headcanon.

Cherry Garcia: a role model/inspiration headcanon.

Chubby Hubby: a body image/self esteem headcanon.

Chunky Monkey: a names, addresses, nicknames, etc. headcanon.

Cookies and Cream: a family headcanon.

Cotton Candy Explosion: a childhood/child(ren) headcanon.

Death By Chocolate: an indulgence/guilty pleasure headcanon.

Devil’s Food Chocolate: a vice headcanon.

Dulce de Leche: a happy/sweet romantic or queerplatonic headcanon.

Elderberry: a hurt/comfort headcanon.

Entangled Mints: a friendship headcanon.

Espresso ‘n Cream: a coffee/tea/coffee-shop (AU)/caffeine headcanon.

Fudge Behaving Badly: a misbehaving/getting into trouble headcanon.

Ginger Crème Brûlée: a gender headcanon (gender identity, gender presentation, butch/femme, gender feels, etc).

Half Baked: a bad idea/poor planning headcanon.

Heartbreak Healer: a sad/angsty romantic or queerplatonic headcanon.

Jasmine Peach Tea: a self-care/self-love headcanon.

Kahlua Almond Fudge: a language/words headcanon.

Kiwi Midori: a creative arts headcanon.

Lemon Angel Food: a virtue headcanon.

Lemon-Lime Sorbet: a sexual/NC-17 headcanon (alt: a secret(s) h/c).

Magic Mint Cookie: a magic/supernatural headcanon (alt: a taste h/c).

Masque of the Raspberry Sorbet: a fear/horror headcanon (alt: a costume(s)/facade(s) headcanon).

Neapolitan: an intimacy/vulnerability (or lack thereof) headcanon.

Orange Pineapple Whip: a kinky headcanon (alt: an eccentricity h/c).

Oreo Cheesecake: a physical health/disability headcanon.

Peanut Butter Plum Cherry: a soulmate/soulmate AU headcanon (alt: an unconditional love headcanon)

Phish Food: a music headcanon.

Purple Daze: a stoner/drugs headcanon.

Rainbow Cream: a nature headcanon.

Road Trip: a travel or escapism headcanon.

Rocky Road: a difficulty or struggle headcanon.

SNAFU (Strawberries Naturally All Fudged Up): a mistake(s) headcanon.

Strawberry Rhubarb Crunch: a mental health/neurodivergent headcanon.

Tennessee Mud: an alcohol, drunkenness, intoxication headcanon.

Tuxedo Strawberry: a well-dressed headcanon (any headcanon about clothes).

Vanilla Fudge Ripple: a strength headcanon.

White Raspberry Truffle: a weakness headcanon.

Wildberry Chocolate Chunk: a social life headcanon.

[moxle]

[ txt; sun ray ] sure….  [ txt; sun ray ] u tell urself that you’re over him.  [ txt; sun ray ] LMAO ,, idk. i mean you’re the only person i know who managed to put up with his ass for a while. before u two split and stuff.  [ txt; sun ray ] ?????  [ txt; sun ray ] or it could mean that ygu’re getting annoyed with his shit??? its not that deep man lol  [ txt; sun ray ] if you’re not gonna ask him, i’ll do it?  [ txt; sun ray ] i mean, unlike you, i’ve never dated and i dont see the problem w asking him that. but if you’re gonna be stubborn and not do it, i can always do it for u. 

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

(sms: doraemon) ur not makING THIS ANY EASIER >:// (sms: doraemon) idk i guess im not over what we had but jimin is a jerk now so i probably just (tumblr voice) miss the memories not the person (sms: doraemon) tumblr has some deepass quotes thats why i dont go there anymore (sms: doraemon) anYWAY YEA idk if you want to,, thats cool ye that would be cool (sms: doraemon) dont tell him i want to know tho im trying 2 be indifferent here (sms: doraemon) which is clearly working as you can see bUT NOT THE POINT (sms: doraemon) but,, yea   yea thanks hyung hhgfljgkj

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

@gnmwonwoo:

[ txt; sun ray ] im surprised ur not even over his ass tbh :/ but i mean thats u

[ txt; sun ray ] but tbh ??? who knows??

[ txt; sun ray ] hes a little shit. maybe hes playing w/ u. if i were u, i’d think that. and i wouldnt be surprised if he actually was.

[ txt; sun ray ] but if hes not, then idk what to do about that, tae. sorry.

[ txt; sun ray ] why dont u talk to him about it?? i mean hes sober now and he has some sense into him so

(sms: doraemon) how could i b — deleted! (sms: doraemon) idDK im   pretty over him but at the same time it bothers me i guess idk  (sms: doraemon) it bothers me he texted me like that when he rarely does anyway (sms: doraemon) but yea he’s probably playing i mean who would put up with his ass i sure don’t know anyone willing (sms: doraemon) wHAT N O PLs that is  a Terrible idea what the heck (sms: doraemon) bc 1. he’d know i’m bothered 2. he’d be a jerk!!!!! as usual (sms: doraemon) i honest to god hate him so much sometimes

[ccseongwoo]

– haughty boy ( pjm & kth )

(...)

jimin pulls his attention away from the other boy and instead looks down at his script. “right,” he says out loud by accident before he immediately regrets speaking. dammit brain, he curses. “so the script.”

there’s not really much to say. well actually, there’s a fuck ton to say but jimin isn’t really the best with words around taehyung anymore. “uhm, let’s run through lines?” he looks up at taehyung and attempts to smile – or something friendly like that, he’s not too sure anymore, jimin’s too used to being an asshole. professional, be a professional, he chants in his head as though a mantra.

“i think we’re probably going to have trouble with these lines here,” he points to a chunk of lines, ones that bring out the most emotion about two friends and their loyalty some sort of bromance shit like that, before he takes a moment to pause, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. “so we should practice those. i could start off first if you want.” and even in the past it had always been like this – jimin completely making a one eighty when it came to acting, shedding off any kind of uneasiness that he might have held (or maybe he was just good at masking things).

[gnmtaehyung-blog]

being like this with jimin is hardly a situation taehyung can name as familiar anymore, a contrasting fact to how they used to sit next to each other on a pretty much daily basis before. there’s an almost nostalgic feeling to jimin’s presence, one that is warm to recall but unreachable, which was silly considering jimin was right there and taehyung could reach out and he could pull him closer like he would were this two years ago - but he knows he can’t due to a whole variety of factors. 

jimin being a certified asshole was easily factor number one. jimin seeing someone else (no, taehyung hasn’t forgotten, even though he wishes he had) was factor number two. and the list went on.

yet as bitter as taehyung should be, he still finds himself softening to the shorter, pushing aside upsetting thoughts and making room for improvement. it felt pathetic, how despite everything that went on between them ever since they made it to the actual screen, taehyung would still gladly take jimin back in his arms if the older boy just asked.

his thoughts are interrupted by jimin speaking up and he raises his head, having previously been merely staring down at the lines while trying to not think too much about them (a clear failure), blinking once before his request sinks in. “lines. right.” the words fall from him with the dullness of someone who clearly hadn’t been paying attention, gaze returning to his own script to check the lines jimin meant. they had been assigned these roles for a while now, but taehyung still couldn’t get over how ironic they were. he was surprised jimin even took the role after knowing taehyung would be acting with him.

“yeah, okay.” he clears his throat softly with a nod, sparing the lines one last glance over before looking back up at jimin and offering one gentle, reassuring smile. “go on.”