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For sure, hard work does pay off, and you shouldn’t lose hope that it will! Just make sure what you’re working towards aligns with your goals properly!
Zelo: Hey, can I ask you something?
Himchan: [mom mode activated]
I don’t think that people realize that when writers beg for comments it isn’t because we want our egos stroked it’s because we FEEL SO LONELY AND JUST WANT TO TALK
like if i wrote that thing I’ve been THINKING about that thing for a long time and been all locked up about it inside of my brain by myself please come and talk to me aBOUT IT?
SO MUCH THIS
"..why..?" Daehyun asked, voice almost failing him. "Why.. to the person i love, why did you do that, Jongup?" his weak whisper was too loud in the silent, blood-scented warehouse. He couldn't even bring himself to look at the dead bodies all over the floor. Not when Jongup was staring at him with something he couls not recognize as. "Love?" Jongup snide. His smirk made its way to his face again. "The people like us... are bad enough for living. And you think we can do any loving? Think you deserve to love, aren't you?" he asked with a sly, creepy grin. "I-" Daehyun's breath was getting heavier. Within whatever strength he had left, he moved his fingers to touch Jongup's knuckles on his knee. The younger flinched. For a moment, Daehyun thought he saw some emotions in Jongup's eyes. "I do, yes. Everyone- all of us.. even you, Moon Jongup. We deserve to love. To be loved. It's just- tell me the reason, Jongup. P-please.." he coughed a bit, spluttering drops of blood on Jongup's chest. Silence. Daehyun felt like his conciousness started to leave him. He suddenly was shoved to the wall, harsh. Before he could process what was happening, his chin was lifted with a finger angrily. Jongup stared at him with anger, which hurt Daehyun so much. To be the object of that much hatred. "Even I, deserve it, huh?" Jongup clamped his fingers on Daehyun's chin tightly. "J-jongup.." "Liar. You're a liar," Jongup hissed. "What are you-" Daehyun couldn't finish his word when suddenly Jongup was pressing his lips onto his. Daehyun's eyes grew wider in shock. It was painful and he felt like the little oxygen left in him was sucked out entirely. He struggled with all his might and eventually managed to push Jongup away. Breathing was almost an impossible task for him right now. "See? You're disgusted, yeah? Even in this state, even when you're on the edge of dying, you wouldn't let me have this!" Jongup growled before leaning forward to kiss Daehyun again. He held the older's hands above his head and connected their lips in a sloppy, messy movement as Daehyun trashed and turned his head to avoid any of his attack. Jongup grew angrier. "And you said I deserve it! You fucking liar- if I deserve to love, why did you never look at me that way? If I- if I really deserve to be loved, why did you not love me the way I love you all these whiles, you fucking bastard?!" Jongup's chest moved rapidly as he lashed out his anger. "Look at me," he grabbed Daehyun's head with trembling hands. "Jongup-ah..." "I- I've loved you-" Jongup shut his eyes and shook his head. "I've loved you for so long and yet-" "Jongup, why-" "For so long and you didn't- why did you do this to me, Jung Daehyun? I- I loved you, but y-you love her.." a drop of tear ran slowly down his face. "Jongup I didn't know-" "Right. Let's just.. put an end to all these. Should we? Yes, yes I should," Jongup laughed, eyes filled with tears but nothing in his mind. He was losing it. The day Daehyun announced he was getting married after their final mission, Jongup swore he could never forget that day. He wished he would not be as broken, but he did. It was unfair. Daehyun was unfair. "If I couldn't have you, why would anyone else? If I didn't deserve you, why did that woman? If your love is not for me, why would you give it to someone else?" Jongup picked up the gun on the floor, ran it on Daehyun's body until it landed on his neck. The latter was heaving, half scared, half hurt. Why would Daehyun feel hurt? It was Jongup who was broken an hurting inside, each time he saw him with his girlfriend. It was Jongup who should feel pained because Daehyun wouldn't look at him the way he looked at that woman. He pressed the tip of the gun onto Daehyun's skin. Daehyun's eyes were pleading. Jongup didn't see that. "I love you, always," he whispered, and immediately pulled the trigger. He won. This lonely battle he was having since then, Jongup had won it all. He didn't feel like celebrating, but he did won. Daehyun's body fell and just like the others, stilled and covered in their own blood. Jongup walked lifelessly to leave the scene. He shrugged the leather jacket he was having on and threw it without any aim. He won, and that's all that matter. He won, and the rest died. Daehyun died too, so Jongup won.
Your enemy is not the person who is holding the knife in front of you, but the one who is hiding the knife behind his back and standing beside you.
me: *watches SKYDIVE M/V*
also me: *SCREAMS AND CRIES IN AGONY THE WHOLE 10 AND 4 SECONDS OF THE VIDEO*
Daesuk flirting with her oppa
dumb and dumber
someone save jongup
Tay and I were on FaceTime so naturally headcanons were born.
So you know how Harry literally wears the same shirt all the time? Being Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy notices. And it annoys the shit out of him. So of course he has to tell everyone about how it annoys him.
Every day in the Slytherin common room for an hour after classes, Draco tells his fellow Slytherins how problematic it is that Potter won’t shower and they’re like ???? how do you know he isn’t showering? and Draco’s like !!! R U FUCKING NOSE BLIND AND BLIND BLIND HE N E V E R CHANGES HIS SHIRT and mostly they just tune him out but one day, it just kind of happens, they all collectively think about it, and “he can’t actually wear the same shirt every day” SO the next day the entire Slytherin class in Harry’s year are crowded around their side of the potions lab, staring at the door, while Draco just stares ahead at the board, expressionless.
Without fail, the Golden Trio enters the classroom.
Harry’s wearing the same shirt.
All of the Slytherins R I O T while Draco just rests his chin on top of his hands and keeps on staring ahead bc he t o l d them.
Harry is SCARED bc wtf is happening.
SO THEN for Christmas Harry gets an owl delivery of fucking a billion shirts. All nice, clean, crisp, expensive shirts and Ron’s just sitting there across from him slack-jawed like who in the FUCK sent you so many shirts?? and then Harry spots the note and
“Wear a new one each day.
Sincerely, the entire Slytherin common room who cannot take listening to Malfoy bitch about your one shirt for another month.”
So Harry picks one new shirt and wears it for a month, then picks a new one for the next month, etc. He also picks one pair of really gross, holey track pants with mysterious grease stains with unknown origins, and wears them the rest of the school year.
And that is how Draco Malfoy and the entire Slytherin common room lost their damn minds.
When Draco won't shut up about Potter
Draco: He thinks that he's so perfect, saving everyone all the time. It makes me sick
Draco: How'd he even make the Qudditch team in first year anyway? Who does he think he is?
Draco: And his hair's always a mess but somehow he manages to pull it off, like how does he do that. Stupid Potter.
Pansy: Honestly, you won't stop talking about Potter. Potter this, Potter that. Anyone who heard you would say you have a crush on him or something.
Draco: A crush?? On P-Potter?! You're mad! As if I would ever have a crush on Scar-head! Sure he's a not a bad looking bloke and all that, and he has nice eyes I suppose...And his smile...
Draco's thoughts: Well, fuck.
Man i finally found the password to my tumblr acc after a year.. i am such a loser 😑
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