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You made flowers grow in my lungs||closed

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Jihao had been awake for three days straight running errands and weapons for Jiwon, and now, he was going to finally go to sleep. His patience was running thin, his heart was beginning to beat out of rhythm, and his entire body ached. He wanted sleep, he wanted a warm body. He wanted something to happen in his life that wasn’t the same running errands because while he loved Jiwon, sometimes he wanted something a little more exciting. Finally back in their territory, he knew he could relax without anything happening. No one wandered into their territory unless they had a death wish, not that Jihao would ever hurt someone just for being in the wrong place. That was more Maddox or Minjae. Definitely not him. When a body collided with his own it sent him collapsing to the ground as well, spinning around, ready to hurt someone. The look on the other’s face immediately caused him to stop. The scared, confused look wasn’t something he could take advantage of. He could hear the cocking of guns off to the side, knowing full-well Maddox was around a corner, waiting on Jihao’s signal to take care of the intruder in their territory. He held his hand up, a signal to wait, and he reached out, arm on the other boy’s shoulder. “You’re in Anonymous territory, man.” Voice soft, not wanting to scare the other male. The gold in his eyes was enticing and Jihao couldn’t tear his eyes away. “I can get you out, but you’ll have to trust me. I don’t know where home is, so you’ll have to tell me okay?” Trust was always Jihao’s downfall. Always would be.

His ear twitch at the sound of guns, and in his head he cursed his alpha for not allowing him one. Anonymous territory. The words bounced around Liam’s head, sounding unfamiliar as he thought them over and over. Finally he managed to speak. “Anonymous as in unknown? Or is that the name of a gang?” It wasn’t sarcasm and he really hoped it wasn’t received as such. 

The gold in his eyes stayed now, threatening more dangerous shifting if he didn’t get out of there soon. “Lycans. Lycan territory. That’s home. I-I was running for about two hours when I ended up here. We’ve got to be far away. Hai is the alpha…the leader. I need to get to Hai.” 

He fell to the ground, groaning as he shook. “Better yet, have you got a sturdy building and some chains maybe? I-I don’t have a lot of time. I don’t want to hurt anyone. I didn’t come here to trespass it was an accident but I need help!” He tried to focused on the tired beating of the other’s heart, something to anchor him, help him hold on to his humanity. 

“I’ll trust you if you trust me. A whole lot of people are going to get hurt if you don’t get me out of here. I can’t control it. Not without Hai. I shouldn’t have wandered on the full moon I don’t know why I did something so stupid!”

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Jihao's smile reached all the way into his eyes at the words of the other male. He knew they were well-known, so he didn't know how the boy couldn't know who they were. Nonetheless, he seemed more confused than anything, so he couldn't think that he was being sarcastic. "The name of a gang." He let out a small laugh, fingers carding through his own hair as he fought to keep his eyes open. Focusing on the gold shine in the other male's eyes, he jumped a little at the word. Lycan. Werewolves. Was he serious? The panicked look on the boy's face told him he was. Now more curious than afraid, he raised an eyebrow, crouching down and putting a hand on the other's shoulder. "Calm down, it's okay. We'll figure this out. We'll get you somewhere safe." He mentioned hurting other people and Jihao's entire body tightened. He glanced around, hoping that Axel would mind his own business long enough for him to get this guy somewhere enclosed. They had a few warehouses in the territory that had old jail cells, the sturdy, iron kind. He wondered if that would work for him. "I don't know where the Lycan territory is. But I think I've got somewhere here you can stay for the night to get you out of the open, if that helps?" He bit his lip, looking around again. "I trust you. And I don't think you want to hurt anyone. So we're gonna get you somewhere safe, okay?"

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Kisses {Insu&Jungkook}

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Continued from this @trashyxocs

Jungkook blinked, his eyes darting down to the floor before he gulped, glancing back up at the artist. He let out a nervous laugh, biting his bottom lip and scratching the back of his head. His heart was beating so loudly he could hear it throughout his whole body. “O-Of course not.” He hummed, licking his lips and sniffing a little. “Why would you e-ever want to do that?” He nodded, glancing back down. “Friends, just friends.” Then he looked up, eyes connecting with Insu’s for a second. “Do you? I—…uh, want to kiss me, I mean?”

They’d gotten a lot closer, at least since his last fight with Dae and even though Insu hadn’t exactly broken up with the other, he still hadn’t returned his phone calls. How could he? How could he even think of answering the phone when Jungkook was looking at him like that. He bit his lip, looking from the male in front of him down to the floor before he just took in a breath. Insu didn’t answer him, didn’t even bother to voice it before he was pressing forward, one hand cupping Jungkook’s cheek and the other settling on his thigh. Brown hues stared into the others, giving a slight nod of his head before he captured the others lips with his own.

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Jungkook's heart soared whenever Insu moved closed. His body twitched, warming and cooling so quickly he thought he'd pass out, anxiety levels coming up into his throat to make his breathing stop. Insu had never been this close to him in this context, never been so close after being asked if he wanted to kiss him. What was Insu thinking? He had Dae, didn't he? The hand on his face had him completely forgetting about the artist's maybe-still-boyfriend, and when their lips connected, his eyes closed, he stopped breathing, and he reached up, hand closing around the other's arm, still too nervous to really know what to do.

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Smitten Like a Kitten

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Arm looped through his, she was in paradise. Floating, gliding, happily trailing through life with him by her side. She didn’t care what he looked like in his tough attire, his spikes and chains and intimidation. All she cared about was what he looked like to her, a man with a heart, a soul, an affinity for danger but an addiction to her. A man with love in his heart, but if anyone else saw it, they’d have hell to pay. She knew that, but she didn’t care. She had him, and she wasn’t letting go.

The way his hand gripped at hers protectively told her everything she needed to know. She loved the way he kept her safe from his obviously dangerous lifestyle. Guns and daggers, blood and violence, where she was laughter and sunshine. He got a break from he danger when he was with her, a break from the bleak, the dark, the unsettling danger that she knew he enjoyed. She didn’t care if he enjoyed it, wouldn’t make him stop, wouldn’t make him come completely over to her. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t take him away from that. She loved him, he loved her, but she knew he loved that life too.

“We can keep it in a cage, V, so long as you let me take it out and hold it. Let it sing to me, let it love me, just as you do.” Mellifluous, melodic, poetic. Her voice wafted through people’s ears enough to calm them down, to make them smile, to make their hearts burst with love. His voice was hardened, cracking, damaged. “I can’t keep it in a cage forever, Vit. He’d be sad if he had to stay caged forever, right?” Her eyes met his, a beautiful smile gracing her face, fingers gripping a leather-clad bicep.

He had become her life in such a short amount of time that she didn’t think it was ever possible for her to love someone else. Her happiness, her adoration, her Vit. Normally people looked at Vit with vitriol, disgust, hatred, but she looked at her Vit with vittle, food for her life, victuals needed for her to survive. She needed him like she needed the air in her lungs.

She tugged him along, moving down the road and looking at the other stores. “I want nothing more than to go shopping, to buy clothes for me, and to get food, if we can? Can we V? Please, oh please?”

She was his gravity, his normal in the midst of crazy. She was what held him down when he lost control, whenever he lost himself, she was the calm in the storm that brought him back to reality. Every breath he took was one full of her, every exhale a reminder that he had to breathe again so he’d be full of her once more.  Looks and gazes, they couldn’t possibly bother him when he stared in her eyes. He was wrapped only in her, the only attention given was to her. There were days his attention tore away as they walked down the road, when someone would stare at her a little to young, lips pursed in a cat-calling whistle. Those times when Vit tore his attention away just to settle a dark glare on whoever was brave enough to do so.  He was lost in her love, even though he was nothing, he was a dark and evil force that walked the streets, his hand entwined with a hand attached to light and life. She kept the path lit with her energy, he only ever needed to see that and nothing more. He was nothing, but she gave him everything. 

“A large cage, so he can fly.” He smiled, hand reaching up to run through her hair, eyes on her features once again. “It will have to be young, you’ll have to train it not to fly away when you take it out.” The way he spoke was so gentle, reserved only for her, even though his voice was still gruff compared to hers. His hand at the back of her neck, he pulled her close, lips caressing her forehead, the softest of touches.  He was crazy, yes, psycho even, but she made all that not matter. The edge of a knife dulled when she was around. He’d never leave his life with Sin, he loved it far to much, but for her he would be different and that was okay with him. She was his weakness, but his strength all at the same time. Smiling down at her, he took her hand, moving through the streets with her, eyes on her and only her. He nodded, he would never tell her no, he had no reason to tell her no. “Of course, we can get whatever you want, darling.”

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He was her soul, her happiness, her fuel for her life. Her delectable disaster, her sweet and sour addiction, her loving, lost, lonely criminal. Her breath in was his breath out, and that was how it should be. His breath was her greatest love, and the fact he might lose that one day was her greatest fear. Losing Vit would be like losing the flowers in her garden, the beat of her own heart, the glow and warmth of her soul. He was everything, and losing him would make her wilt to nothing. Though hardened, she knew he would never turn that roughness toward her. Everything about them was gentle, right down to the way he held her and kissed her. The protection found in his arms was the most impressive thing she'd ever found in her life. Protection that made her feel invulnerable, invincible, invisible even to harm. She never felt safer than in the arms of the criminal who she'd somehow gained as her own. Never in her life would she ever be able to figure out what he'd seen in her light that he couldn't find in his darkness. Together they were an eclipse, only covering each other was it alright to look at them. His darkness kept him invisible unless shone upon by her light, but she was too bright alone to even look upon for a few seconds. A sun to his moon, was what Chaeyoung was. She had renewed clarity being with him. Clear as the Iceland waters, crisp as the Arctic air. She could see the way the world turned even when people died, but with him, she was still allowed to mourn for the trees that died, the skies that cried, and the earth that wilted. He never once told her it wasn't worth it. He was worth it. Worth everything. "Promise me, V. The biggest cage we can find. I don't want him to feel trapped or lonely in there." Her fingers still curled around his bicep comfortably, her lips found his cheek sweetly before nodding. "I wonder what I'll name him. I have to get him when he's young, so he can love me the moment he lays his eyes on me. Does that sound familiar?" Her laugh was clear, melodic, mellifluous as it floated through the air. The kiss to her forehead warranted a hum, a cuddle into his neck, lips pressing against the skin for just a split second before pulling back. As long as he came back to her every day, it was worth it for whatever he had to do during the night. Her own personal shadow, even if she was alone, she knew he was watching, keeping her safe from whatever lurked in the darkness. "What do you want to eat, V?" Though he'd more than likely tell her to choose, it was always worth it to ask. Her love deserved a chance to choose every now and again too.

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You made flowers grow in my lungs||closed

@iaediophilia

Liam was a very nosy person. He wandered and wondered and usually ended up somewhere he didn’t belong. Such is the case now. The moon is full overhead and the wolf is basically clawing under his skin and he was not anywhere familiar. The territory smelled like someone else completely and he just wanted to be someplace that smelled like home.

He sprinted through the streets, hood tugged low as he rounded the corner and ran into someone that smelled like fire and something dangerous and sweet at the same time. He hit the ground, hard, before scrambling to his feet with a confused look on his face. “Hey, do you know where I am? I got a little distracted, and I need to get out of here.” It wasn’t that he was scared of what could happen to him on another gang’s territory, more that he was scared of how pissed his alpha would be when he turned up late to yet another pack meeting. He looked up at the stranger expectantly, ignoring the pull of the moon despite it coloring his eyes gold as the wolf got closer to the surface. “I have to get home soon! Please, can you help me?”

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Jihao had been awake for three days straight running errands and weapons for Jiwon, and now, he was going to finally go to sleep. His patience was running thin, his heart was beginning to beat out of rhythm, and his entire body ached. He wanted sleep, he wanted a warm body. He wanted something to happen in his life that wasn't the same running errands because while he loved Jiwon, sometimes he wanted something a little more exciting. Finally back in their territory, he knew he could relax without anything happening. No one wandered into their territory unless they had a death wish, not that Jihao would ever hurt someone just for being in the wrong place. That was more Maddox or Minjae. Definitely not him. When a body collided with his own it sent him collapsing to the ground as well, spinning around, ready to hurt someone. The look on the other's face immediately caused him to stop. The scared, confused look wasn't something he could take advantage of. He could hear the cocking of guns off to the side, knowing full-well Maddox was around a corner, waiting on Jihao's signal to take care of the intruder in their territory. He held his hand up, a signal to wait, and he reached out, arm on the other boy's shoulder. "You're in Anonymous territory, man." Voice soft, not wanting to scare the other male. The gold in his eyes was enticing and Jihao couldn't tear his eyes away. "I can get you out, but you'll have to trust me. I don't know where home is, so you'll have to tell me okay?" Trust was always Jihao's downfall. Always would be.

[bornxidols]

Lets Be Friends {Closed}

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Arya had already gone off to get her first drink while Yasmine was roaming around, feeling the emotions of the other people around her. They were all having a great time, seeming excited, maybe a few people here and there that might have been upset about something and were drowning it in alcohol but that was normal for a place like this, right? Karaoke, drinks, it was supposed to cheer you up. 

Her attention caught on to a male that sat toward the back, smiling as she instantly started to approach him when she noticed that he was sitting all alone before she slipped in beside him. “I like music a lot, but I think I like hearing people sing right in front of me rather than over headphones more, don’t you?” She asked as she leaned back as if they were best friends and this was a normal thing for her. 

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Rhiés didn't particularly take to crowds, but he thought it'd help him get over his people aversion. He was still nervous being around humans, and he didn't really have any friends, so he had to try to make some, right? His eyes scanned the entire building before he found a place at the back of the room, secluded and quiet to watch people sing up on stage. He thought it was a fitting place to try to be in a club after so long. He sat down, a water in his hand, and leaned against the soft fabric of the seats.

When the woman approached him, he could feel his anxiety set in, but he tried to push it down. The smile on her face was mirrored on his own, and she seemed sweet enough to talk to. "I haven't seen anyone perform live in a long time." He said, humming under his breath and turning more toward her to talk to her. She was very pretty, not at all alarming or someone you wouldn't want to talk to. He didn't feel threatened, or like she was going to hurt him. Not like she could. But still.

"I-I'm Rhiés." He stuck his hand out to shake hers. "You?"

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Drink It All Away {Hawk and Arya:Closed}

Closed starter for @bornxidols

Hawk hadn't eaten all day, and he'd spent the whole day at the firing range. Again overshadowed, again put into his place as just a sharpshooter, by Vulture. The man he couldn't stand, the man taking his place by Eagle's side, the man who overstepped his boundaries into every aspect of every part of his life. He abhorred that man with every fiber of his pathetic little being, but now, now he wanted a drink. Or two. Or seventeen. Enough to drown out the sight of that smug-ass look on Vulture's face.

He sat down at the bar, eyes forward as he called the bartender over for the strongest drink they had. Something with rum, or 151, or anything to get him so drunk he forgot about today. He couldn't let it get to him if he expected to stay in this long term. He couldn't let it hurt him as much as it did to see his best friend look right over him at the new second-in-command that took everything. When the drink came to him, he downed it, almost immediately asking for another. His heart was set on getting some food but he knew the alcohol wouldn't hit as strong if he ate something, so he'd wait until he was halfway there to eat.

The bar was beginning to fill with people, so he tugged his jacket around him closer, trying to hide the pistol hanging from his belt. He knew people were paranoid about guns, about weapons, about anything that could possibly manage to interrupt their meek little lives. He took his third drink, sipping on it a little slower and lighting a cigarette, eyes scanning the crowd for anyone potentially sane enough to talk to for the night.

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Unsteady{Closed}

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“Some best friend if all he does is put you in shitty situations.” Yoongi was tired of arguing with Hyeok. He really liked him, maybe would go so far as to say he loved him sometimes, but right now he was exhausted. “Forgive me for not bowing to his every whim like you do.” His words were venom spat in Hyeok’s direction. His hatred of Brax wasn’t something he’d get over in a day, or even in the length of time they’d been together. He couldn’t see Brax as a friend when he felt like he was just an enemy.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather be curled up in Brax’s bed at night, Hyeok?” He could feel his voice shaking, tone changing to the weak tone he got whenever he felt inferior to the boy’s leader. He knew Hyeok would always be loyal to Brax, and that meant that he’d never be as loyal to him. “Oh I’m sure that Brax would love for your boyfriend to tag along.” Yoongi stopped, eyes narrowing, “does he even know that I’m your boyfriend?”

“No.” Yoongi couldn’t help it. His tone just kept getting rougher. Hyeok always brought this out of him. “What is it??”

Hyeok tossed his hands up once again, scoffing as he kicked at the coffee table in frustration. His eyes watched it fling across the ground, smashing into the wall. “He doesn’t fucking put me in shitty situations, he looks out for me, Yoongs. You might not like him, but he’s still my fucking friend! And my boss!” Hyeok knew how much Yoongi hated Brax, but it never got this bad before, never to the point of them spitting insults and hatred at each other over something so simple. And maybe it wasn’t simple, maybe the alcohol in his system just made him believe it was.  “You know what?” Hyeok’s voice lowered, eyes narrowing. “Fuck this, you don’t think I want to be here? Than I won’t be. Simple as that.” Hyeok moved passed Yoongi, reaching for his keys on the table, despite being to intoxicated to take his bike, but it didn’t seem to be stopping him. He reached for his jacket to tug it on, looking back at his boyfriend. “No. He doesn’t know, but it’s not for the reasons you think. It’s to keep you protected.” 

“Drugs, Yoongi.” He snapped, reaching out to finally grab the bag from his hand. “It’s exactly what you think it is.”

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"Doesn't put you in shitty situations, Hyeok? Are you fucking kidding me? You're always in danger, baby." He bit his lip, eyes falling to the floor. They never used pet names, just nicknames every now and then, but he didn't know how to keep himself from breaking, from falling apart. He hated the tone in his voice, the way he was hurting Hyeok with the words dropping off his tongue like venom, but his pain was nothing compared to the pain he was in when he knew Hyeok might not come home. "He might be your friend, Hyeok, but he isn't mine. He never will be." He meant those words. Every. Single. One. Yoongi's eyes widened when he saw the other going for the keys. He moved toward Hyeok and the keys, blocking his way. "You are not walking out of that door, Hyeok. You are too drunk to drive and I'm not letting you kill yourself! Take that fucking jacket off." His voice wavered, hands shaking, but he wouldn't let him hurt himself just because he was pissed off. He reached for his jacket, shrugging it on. "I'll go somewhere else, then. So you don't leave and fuck yourself up somehow." Another stop, a pause. Yoongi could feel himself boiling over, all the anger inside of him finally coming out at the wrong person. "You've not told him? How could you not tell him?! To protect me? Hyeok you can protect me and let your fucking friends know I exist! How could you keep me a fucking secret, Hyeok?" Tears started to fall. He couldn't stop him from snatching the bag, but he could do something. He stepped toward Hyeok, tugging on the jacket around his shoulders down to try and remove it. "Don't even fucking think about taking those Hyeok. What are you doing? Why are you falling apart?"

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Bathe Me In Your Smile {Yoongi&Brax}

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Yoongi couldn’t believe those words left his mouth. After staying away from Brax for so long — because what would Hyeok think? — he couldn’t any longer. The criminal had done so much for him, had kept him safe for so long, that he no longer had the resolve to stay away. Plus, he couldn’t exactly bathe himself with his arm in a cast. Falling down the stairs. His clumsiness preceded him. It was almost embarrassing how he had to ask for help. “Yes it’s an actual question!” Yoongi snapped, before looking at the ground, waving his casted arm slightly. “I…–I can’t exactly get this wet…so, I–I need your help. That’s all. No other reason.” He had to keep telling himself that, or it would get real.

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Brax licked his lower lip, tilting his head as he watched the male. Sure, Yoongi could pretend all he wanted that he didn’t care for Brax and Brax could act as though watching the male and keeping him safe was just because he owed it to Hyeok, but the fact of the matter was…They were getting closer and closer and it was getting harder to ignore. His eyes fell to Yoongi’s cast and he let out a light laugh. “Funny how I keep you safe from Sin and his bastards, but apparently I need to keep you safe from stairs as well. Bubble wrap is my solution.” Slowly, the criminal stood up and nodded. “Yeah, sure I can help. The condition though, is that I bathe with you, not just help you bathe.”

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Yoongi's eyes narrowed at the bubble wrap comment. Every time he thought he'd gotten past all of Brax's snide comments, he got another one thrown at him that he didn't know how to handle it. "Wrap me in bubble wrap and it'll be the last thing you do, Brax." He sighed, eyes dropping to the ground, breathing out in a huff. How he ever put up with Brax was beyond him, but he liked the comments every now and then. He liked the snide remarks when he was in the right mood. They reminded him of Hyeok, of the tiny little jabs he'd take at him. "With me?" His voice got smaller. "W-Why? Why with me?"

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I Still Need You

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At the silence of the room, Jimin realized just how much he missed Brax. He missed the capability the criminal had to clear the way, to make sure they’d never be found. He missed everything. What he didn’t miss, however, was the danger Brax was always in. He didn’t miss the fact that he’d never know if Brax was going to come home safe or not. That was what pushed him away from Brax. Nothing bad on either part, just a difference in tolerance for danger.

All it took was a second for everything inside Jimin to light on fire. Brax’s hand closing over his and his fingers catching his lip. Jimin’ breath stopped, remembering exactly how the first time Brax touched him went. It was just like this, just as soft, as caring. It wasn’t something Jimin had ever suspected of such a hardened man, but he loved it. He didn’t panic when Brax touched him, he calmed down. His eyes met the other male’s and the sound of his heartbeat echoed throughout his entire body.

The temptation to tug his lip back between his teeth when the criminal let it go was unbelievable. He didn’t have anything on his mind but the fact that Brax was touching him again. It’s taken him so long to forget what it felt like, but now he never wanted to again. At the words of confirmation to the question, he nodded. “As long as it isn’t as bad anymore, that’s good. I hated knowing you were always in danger.” So ready to believe him, like he always was. Brax could say anything and Jimin would believe it.

He ran his thumb over the other’s hand, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Do you still have those two at your side? Hyeok and…oh, I can’t remember his name.” The two who trusted me the least, his thoughts betrayed him. He knew from the beginning that being involved with a gang leader was probably not the best course of action, but Brax had so much care, so much love inside of him that Jimin wanted nothing more than him.

Jimin used to be Brax’s light, the thing that kept him calm and okay despite the crazy chaos that revolved around his life. Always in danger, looking over his shoulder and trying to see things before they happened, Jimin was the shelter from those storms, just being in his arms was enough, it stilled the danger and comforted the criminal. He missed it, he missed everything about Jimin and the way he could make it all okay.  It didn’t matter that it hadn’t ended badly, it mattered that it ended. It mattered that Brax hated himself for months after Jimin left, how he contemplated leaving the gang and searching for him, telling him it was all over, that he wasn’t in danger, but he could never do that, so he didn’t. He just fell further into the danger. Further into the crimes and everything Jimin had wanted him to stop doing. “I know, I’m still sorry, for putting you through all of that.” His hand came back up, gliding over his cheek, smiling softly. 

“Insu?” He asked, knowing that had to be who he was talking about. Insu and Hyeok had always given Brax the most grief about dating Jimin, they certainly didn’t like him, though he knew most of it was jealousy, but some of it was how much Jimin didn’t seem to like what they did, which made the other two not trust him. “They’re still around, yes. We don’t see each other much though.” That was a lie, sort of, he was usually busy with his daughter and his wife, so seeing the members wasn’t as often as it used to be. “I don’t want to talk about the past…” He licked his lower lip, now wanting nothing more than to press them to Jimin’s, once again, after all these years. “I’ve missed you, Jiminie.”

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He could see from the look on Brax's face that there was something bothering him enough to chase him here. Had Jimin really not been looking for Brax when he showed up? Had he not been searching for the light that he wanted back in his life when everything was turning dark? Seeing Brax was an accident...right? There's no way he'd hunted him down. Either way, he was here now. There was no reason to question what the motive was, the only thing he needed to think about was the criminal's hand on his, the words coming out of his mouth.

At the touch on his cheek Jimin's eyes shut, leaning into the touch. The feeling of the other's skin on his was too much to fight right now, especially when he was so weak. So inviting. So mesmerizing. He wanted Brax's arms around him, his fingers touching his face. He was happy to have Brax in front of him even though the last time it ended. Even though it ended, Brax was still one of the only people he'd ever let touch him. The only person he'd ever let love him. "It's alright, Brax." His voice was a whisper, his tongue flicked over his lips again, and he nodded, eyes opening. "It's alright, as long as you're not in as much danger anymore. As long as you're being careful." Even though he knew he probably wasn't.

"Yeah, Insu." He grimaced at the name. That one had never trusted him, even with information. Even with knowing if Brax was safe. He couldn't trust Insu as far as he could throw him, nonetheless like the guy. Brax was all he cared about. They didn't see each other. Did that mean...no. No. He couldn't get back into Brax's life. Could he? "That's good that they're a bit more sparse. It means you're learning to grow." He nodded. He didn't particularly want to talk about the past either, not really. He didn't want to dredge up something that would make both of them uncomfortable, not when they were finally back together in the same room. "I...—I've missed you too, Brax." He gulped, a smile crossing his face of its own accord. He'd said it, finally. He missed him.

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shit i say — sentence starters

i decided to make a meme out of all the shit i say regularly. enjoy!

GENERAL SHIT. 

❝ I’M GONNA MCFREAKING LOSE MY MIND. ❞

❝ I’m going to shove an entire baseball bat down my throat and smash my insides. ❞

❝ *aggressive finger guns* ❞

❝ *high pitched screeching* ❞

❝ That’s where you’re right, kiddo. ❞

❝ I AM THE ONE THAT WEIGHS A TON DON’T NEED A GUN— ❞

❝ HECK. ❞

❝ GOTTA FUCKING BLAST. ❞

❝ That’s my cue to blast outta here. ❞

❝ GOT ME MOTHERFUCKING MCSHOOK. ❞

❝ Thoroughly shooken. ❞

❝ LISTEN— ❞ 

❝ Trust me, I’m a professional. ❞

❝ I’m gonna throw myself off of a fucking bridge. ❞

❝ I’m convinced I was a cat in a past life. ❞

❝ Inject caffeine directly into my veins, please. ❞

❝ I literally have a ‘white people voice’ for when I’m being polite. ❞

❝ I sound like a fucking twelve year old. ❞

❝ I got a tiny ass head. It’s like a fucking golf ball. ❞

BITTER SHIT.

❝ _____ is the literal bane of my existence. ❞

❝ I hate you. …I’m kidding. ❞

❝ Yeah, well, he’s/she’s/they’re a manipulative cunt, so. ❞

❝ I’m gonna punch you in the fucking mouth. ❞

❝ I’m small and bitter like an espresso. ❞

❝ I am Denatonium benzoate, aka the most bitter substance on the planet. ❞

❝ *facepalm* ❞

❝ *frustrated groaning* ❞

❝ I hate _____ with every fiber of my being. ❞

❝ I will kick your fucking ass. ❞

❝ Don’t you fucking dare. ❞

❝ I get it, I’m fucking short. ❞

LOVEY SHIT.

❝ You mean a lot to me. Like, seriously, a fucking lot. ❞

❝ I do it because I love you. ❞

❝ *fondly* Fucking nerd. ❞

❝ *fondly* Dumbass. ❞

❝ You are my absolute favorite person. ❞

❝ *heart eyes* ❞

❝ Don’t even fucking think about leaving without giving me a hug. ❞

❝ *whining noises and grabby hands* ❞

❝ There he/she/they go(es), the love of my life. ❞

❝ It’s literally unfair how attractive he/she/they is/are. ❞

❝ Look at how pretty he/she/they is/are, I’m gonna fucking cry. ❞

❝ I just wanna smooch his/her/their face. ❞

❝ JUST LOOK AT HIM/HER/THEM! I’M GONNA SCREAM. ❞

MOM-FRIEND SHIT.

❝ I am mom-friend. ❞

❝ You best not be fucking texting and driving. ❞

❝ Do you want ____? ❞

❝ Please don’t do that, you’re worrying me. ❞

❝ Listen, my job is to make sure everyone else is okay. ❞

❝ ‘Drink water kids!’ I say as I am severely dehydrated. ❞

❝ ____, that’s not good. ❞

❝ Who do I have to fucking fight? ❞ 

ANGSTY SHIT.

❝ I hate myself with every fiber of my being. ❞

❝ I’m just really fucking scared. ❞

❝ I’m sorry that I love you. ❞

❝ I’m sorry that I’m like this. ❞

❝ What’s wrong with me? ❞

❝ God, this happens every fucking time. ❞

❝ I loved her/him/them. And she/he/they fucking abandoned me. ❞

❝ I don’t know what I’m doing. ❞

❝ Why the fuck am I crying? ❞

❝ I’m getting bad again. ❞

❝ It’s like everything goes in one ear, out the other with you. ❞

❝ I’ve told you time and fucking time again that it makes me feel like shit, and yet you still do it. ❞

❝ I look and feel like absolute shit. ❞

❝ It’s nothing, I’m fine. ❞

SLEEPY SHIT.

❝ I’m so fucking exhausted. ❞

❝ I really wanna just sleep. ❞

❝ I need to just sleep for like 17 years. ❞

❝ I could literally fall asleep anywhere. ❞

❝ I’m gonna pass out in the middle of the hallway. ❞

❝ I’m already fucking tired. ❞

❝ If I sit still in one place for like 30 minutes, I will fall asleep. ❞

❝ Can I just nap instead? ❞

[rpmernes-blog]

bad idea starters.

❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜

❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜

❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜

❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜

❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜

❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜

❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜

❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜

❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜

[spctlessminds]

based on this suggestions blog.  warning:  these are pretty dark/angry  &  could be triggering to some people.  please be cautious before proceeding!!

‘  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  ’ ‘  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but i’m made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  ’ ‘  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  ’ ‘  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  ’ ‘  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  ’ ‘  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  ’ ‘  don’t you dare abandon me.  ’ ‘  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  ’ ‘  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  ’ ‘  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i can’t stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why can’t i ever stop?  ’ ‘  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  ’ ‘  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  ’ ‘  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  ’ ‘  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  ’ ‘  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  ’ ‘  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  ’ ‘  i am fucking divine.  ’ ‘  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  ’ ‘  i am not a good person.  don’t pretend i am.  ’ ‘  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  ’ ‘  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  ’ ‘  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  ’ ‘  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  ’ ‘  i bow to no man.  ’ ‘  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  i’m sorry.  ’ ‘  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  ’ ‘  i cannot be saved.  ’ ‘  i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  ’ ‘  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  ’ ‘  i crave affection in the simplest way.  ’ ‘  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  ’ ‘  i didn’t ask for any of this so don’t you dare blame this on me.  ’ ‘  i don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  ’ ‘  i don’t fight for you anymore.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to talk about it.  i don’t want to remember.  i don’t want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  ’ ‘  i don’t want you to touch me.  please don’t touch me,  just go away.  ’ ‘  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  ’ ‘  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  ’ ‘  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  ’ ‘  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  ’ ‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ ‘  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  ’ ‘  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  ’ ‘  i should never have fallen in love with you.  ’ ‘  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know it’s because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  ’ ‘  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  ’ ‘  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  ’ ‘  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  ’ ‘  if that’s what a hero is i’m glad i’m not one anymore.  ’ ‘  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  it’s all for you.  ’ ‘  is it my fault?  it’s my fault.  it’s always my fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not murder if they deserved it,  right?  ’ ‘  i’m drowning in emotions that don’t belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  ’ ‘  i’m in love with everything that hurts me.  ’ ‘  i’m okay.  i’m alright.  this is all in my mind.  ’ ‘  i’m ready to give up everything i’ve ever had if it means someone will love me.  ’ ‘  i’m so cold  &  i can’t stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  ’ ‘  i’m so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  ’ ‘  i’m too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  i’m sure someday i’ll realize i deserved it.  ’ ‘  jealousy burns within me.  ’ ‘  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  ’ ‘  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  ’ ‘  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  ’ ‘  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  ’ ‘  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  ’ ‘  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  ’ ‘  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  ’ ‘  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  rise up.  you can’t keep being small when you were made for so much more.  ’ ‘  say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue.  ’ ‘  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  ’ ‘  so you’ll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  ’ ‘  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  ’ ‘  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  stop treating me like i’m an idiot.  you aren’t better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  ’ ‘  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  ’ ‘  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  ’ ‘  to love them is my divine right.  ’ ‘  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  ’ ‘  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  ’ ‘  what is the point of power if i’m not supposed to use it?  ’ ‘  who the fuck do you think you are?  ’ ‘  why can’t i ever fucking stop crying?  ’ ‘  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  let’s try to make the most out of it.  ’ ‘  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  ’ ‘  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  ’ ‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ‘  you can’t hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  ’ ‘  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  ’ ‘  you never fucking cared about me.  don’t fucking lie about it.  not to me.  ’ ‘  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  ’ ‘  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  ’ ‘  you should fear me,  but you don’t.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  ’ ‘  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  ’

[iaediophilia]

Guardian Assassin {Closed}

[iaediophilia]

Waiting outside the door like a dog, was all Jungkook could think of before being ushered in. Something about the male in front of him, offering a hand to him, unsettled him. Whether it was his eyes or just his demeanor, something about him was unsettling.

Pushing it aside, he held out his hand to the other male and shook it. “Of course, sir. A mission is a mission.” It isn’t like I had a choice..

“Any move at all toward her and the person in question will be taken care of, sir.” Formalities Jungkook used to live by now drug on his conscience. The formal chopped tones in his voice that he used to find comfort in he now hated.

“Don’t worry about her being a handful. I’ve dealt with my fair share of people, I’m sure she’s not nearly as bad as you seem to think she is.”

When the woman turned around, Jungkook managed to make himself force a smile to her, extending his hand to her and shaking it. “Kite.” He looked back toward the man giving the ordered and the smile left his face. Glancing toward Jea out of the corner of his eye, he said to the boss, “A headstrong woman does not make her disrespectful. It means she knows who she is and what she’s willing to live by. I’m sure I can handle her.”

Turning back to Jea, he nodded. “You’re in charge now, you say when and where we go. The only thing I won’t do is leave your side, much to your chagrin.”

[trashyxocs-deactivated20171202]

Sin chuckled softly at the assassin. “I hope for your sake that you’re right. I don’t like when people I’m paying money for fail and she’s a lot more to handle then you think. Nonetheless, I only insist you make sure she’s not harmed, anything else I don’t care about.”  Waving his hand with the dismissal of Jea and the assassin, Sin turned his white eyes to her and raised a brow. “Behave.”

“Never gonna leave my side, huh?” Jea scoffed, arms crossed tightly over her chest as she walked towards the door to leave. “What happens when I have sex or shower? I sleep naked too, you know?” She was mostly saying it to annoy Sin, but the Nogitsune had already returned to his desk, eyes on his work and no longer listening to the female.  Once out of Sin’s office, Jea turned to look at Kite, eyes sweeping over his frame. She hadn’t really given him a look over until now, he was quite attractive, but she only frowned at the male. “You should just go do what you want and cash Sin’s checks without worrying about me, you know?”  “I don’t need a babysitter or a bodyguard, I can take care of myself, I’m capable of even kicking your ass if I wanted too.” Her tone was smug, smirk clearly proud as it settled onto her features. She ran a hand through her hair.  A sigh passed her lips. “I know all to well that you’re gonna only listen to Sin though so if you’re going to follow me around then we should leave soon, the fight is tonight, but I like to get there early for practice sessions.”

[iaediophilia]

Jungkook nodded, his eyes never leaving Sin's. Though unsettling, he'd dealt with scary people before, and this was no different. Just because the man in front of him was off-putting didn't mean he could show it. He'd been taught many times to never show what he was feeling. "She will not be harmed, I can assure you of that." He crossed his hands in front of him, clasping them together, hanging down.

Once out the door, Jungkook ignored the comments she knew weren't meant for him. He'd care more if it wasn't just a bodyguard mission, if he got to do something worthwhile, instead of working for a gang he'd never heard of. He kept his eyes ahead, sweeping the area of the gang's meeting house, paying attention to everything around in case anything went wrong.

He returned the once over, paying attention to every detail about her, leaving no stone unturned. "With all due respect, miss, I take my job more seriously than that." Even though it's just a guard dog mission. He felt as if he wasn't taken seriously, but he followed orders without hesitation. "I won't take the money and run. I'm not leaving."

"I am not your babysitter, but from what Sin said you do need a bodyguard. Just pretend I'm not here. Alright?" Jungkook did stifle a laugh at that moment, biting his bottom lip and coughing slightly. "I, must disagree with you there, ma'am. I'm not sure you could hurt me." He lost his composure. He never did that. He couldn't believe he did that. He took another breath and continued walking, trying to forget that happened.

He nodded, glancing in her direction and tucking his hands in his pockets before motioning toward the door. "Let's go, then. Can't have you be late, can we?"

[iaediophilia]

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[rpmemestbh]

Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind Starters

❝I don’t need nice.❞

❝Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.❞

❝I’m gonna marry you. I know it.❞

❝Too many people think I’m a concept, or I complete them.❞

❝I can’t see anything I don’t like about you.❞

❝My crotch is still here, just as you remembered it.❞

❝Remember me. Try your best.❞

❝You looked happy. Happy with a secret.❞

❝Sand is overrated. It’s just tiny little rocks.❞

❝I can’t believe I’m crying already.❞

❝I’m erasing you and I’m happy.❞

❝I had the best fucking night of my fucking life last night!❞

❝I could die right now. I’m just so…happy. I’m exactly where I wanna be.❞

❝What a loss, to spend so much time with someone only to find out they’re a stranger.❞

❝Today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.❞

❝Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?❞

❝Why do you leave everyone? Why did you let me go?❞

❝You know me. I’m impulsive.❞

❝Maybe you can find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in!❞

❝You look at a baby and it’s so pure and so free and so clean. And adults are like, this mess of sadness and phobias.❞

❝Can I – borrow a piece of your chicken?❞

❝I’m just a fucked up girl/boy who’s looking for my own peace of mind.❞

❝We met at the wrong time.❞

❝I’d like to, um…take you out or something.❞

❝Come back and make up a goodbye at least, pretend we had one!❞

❝By morning, you’ll be gone.❞

❝I’m always anxious thinking I’m not living my life to the fullest..❞

❝I can’t remember anything without you.❞

❝Sometimes I think people forget how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter.❞

[iaediophilia]

Bathe Me In Your Smile {Yoongi&Brax}

Continued from this @trashyxocs

Yoongi couldn't believe those words left his mouth. After staying away from Brax for so long — because what would Hyeok think? — he couldn't any longer. The criminal had done so much for him, had kept him safe for so long, that he no longer had the resolve to stay away. Plus, he couldn't exactly bathe himself with his arm in a cast. Falling down the stairs. His clumsiness preceded him. It was almost embarrassing how he had to ask for help. "Yes it's an actual question!" Yoongi snapped, before looking at the ground, waving his casted arm slightly. "I...–I can't exactly get this wet...so, I–I need your help. That's all. No other reason." He had to keep telling himself that, or it would get real.

[iaediophilia]

Kisses {Insu&Jungkook}

Continued from this @trashyxocs

Jungkook blinked, his eyes darting down to the floor before he gulped, glancing back up at the artist. He let out a nervous laugh, biting his bottom lip and scratching the back of his head. His heart was beating so loudly he could hear it throughout his whole body. "O-Of course not." He hummed, locking his lips and sniffing a little. "Why would you e-ever want to do that?" He nodded, glancing back down. "Friends, just friends." Then he looked up, eyes connecting with Insu's for a second. "Do you? I—...uh, want to kiss me, I mean?"