Hello again! So I have 2 block D row C tickets going for Saturday June 1st as my hubby managed to get tickets a bit nearer to the front.
Now, I paid a fricking ludicrous amount of money (I can only describe it as temporary insanity and honest I’m too embarrassed to even divulge what I paid) for them.
I know I won’t make back what I paid for them. I’m looking for about £150 each but happy to discuss. I’ll be handing them to anyone who might buy on the day.
Reasons Jimin can whoop your ass in every damn aspect of life.
Predebut
• Valedictorian ( highest ranked student )
• Class president for nine years.
• Only freshman to recieve a martial scholarship to China.
• 6 overseas offers.
• Overall #1 in math and chemistry.
• #1 in Busan street battles for two years.
• Just dance academy let him learn dance for free cause nobody could deny that natural talent.
• Professionally trained in Ballet, contemporary, street, traditional Korean dance and hip hop.
• Learned Geomdo for 8 years.
• Has a black belt in Taekwondo.
• #1 rank in school despite being a dancer since 8th grade and spending most his time dancing.
Post debut
• Had the shortest trainee period and still debuted as the lead vocalist and the main dancer of BTS. ( enourmous flex )
• Has the most commercially successful solo on the wings album; the masterpiece that is Lie which stayed on melon charts for 8 weeks, the longest in the groups solos.
• His ‘lie’ was the only solo song on the top 30 kpop songs streamed on Spotify along with psy.
• ‘Lie’ was the only BTS solo to enter iTunes top 100 chart.
• Has the most views on his solo comeback trailer out of all; serendipity the Queen.
• Has the most watched fancam in kpop history; The holy fake love fancam.
• Jimin’s solos ‘lie’ & ‘serendipity’ made history when they surpassed 50 m streams on Spotify for the first time after psy as korean solo songs.
• The only idol mentioned on guardians best solo boy band members along with the resident king, G dragon.
• #1 idol in all of Korea based on the Gallup poll 2018 which does the actual polling and estimates for elections and stuff so I mean, that’s fucking reliable.
• #1 brand ranking multiple times including December 2018.
• His new solo “promise” became the most streamed song on soundcloud in 24 hours, not only breaking Drake’s record but also becoming the most popoular BTS song on the platform crossing 16M.
And all of this is when I’m only counting the things that actually matter and not shitty websites and random polling.
Being average has never been a Jimin thing. His whole life has been a flex.
Just cause he is humble and doesn’t talk about his achievements doesn’t mean we as his fans won’t.
So yeah, if y’all think Jimin has no solo achievements in his life or career try and come at me personally, with all due respect,
• ‘Promise’ has broken Drake’s record of most streams in 24 hours by almost 4 million streams.
• It has become the most streamed BTS song on souncloud in just four days. It has been on soundclouds front page for two days.
•The song and the records it broke was reported by 145 media outlets in total(approx).
- Three of the biggest Korean music news outlets and international media including, Rolling Stones, billboard, NME, NY times, ET and freakin Forbes.
This was his first official solo and it has already set limits that’ll be hard for anyone to break. His first solo has taken over the world, literally.
Kmedia and international media are in no mood to stop reporting about this song and the man behind it all. I’m honestly so content right now.
This, right here, is what he deserves. What he is made of. This is what happens when you don’t give a shit about the people who’re hating and trying to bring you down. This is what happens when you just focus on your work and ignore the people who are trying to undercut your success or take credit for your achievements.
He is statistically the most popular solo artist right now and not just in Korea. All this in just four damn days. You see, this is what Jimin is capable of; he’s not some damsel in distress as they portray him to be in burn the stage. He doesn’t need your praise or acceptance. He knows he’s fire and this man right here slayed the music scene in merely four days. So keep your ideas of him being weak or insecure within your head cause, his insecurities have made him stronger and as for now, Park Jimin is so damn powerful that he drops free songs that break commercial music records.
• Lie has the most streams out of all solos on Spotify.
• Serendipity has the most views out of all intros.
• Promise is the most streamed BTS song on soundcloud and literally just broke a global record.
So here’s a personal request to all you Jimin antis out here;
Keep hating him, keep calling him names, please oh please keep making fun of his voice cracks and his eyes and everything you can think of. Go ahead, try and bring him down with your words and discredit him for his positions in the group. Do whatever you can to hate on him but always remember that
Karma might be a bitch but she’s a Jimin bias first. 💋
supernatural!bts x ( fem ) ghost seeing!reader. ( supernatural x soulmate au )
part 1, part 2
description: it’s not easy being in a world where the dead surround you. even trying to be as normal as the next person is hard when ghosts come to you with their issues, but sometimes these ghosts lead you to your fate.
Bold: speaking in Korean
Italics: ghosts speaking.
this is based off the kdrama masters sun and a little of goblin
N: the boys will eventually talk more about their lives as BTS but for this chapter they won’t.
you had stopped running, your hand hitting your chest as if it were going to work on getting your heartbeat to steady and your lungs to stop burning. you wet your lips and you follow the ghosts directions, walking around corners until you eventually come to a stop, the man you had been chasing has a knife held tightly in his hand and you stare blankly for a few moments until you realise he’s pointing it at an older woman, who’s sobbing and rubbing her hands. it confused you, what was she doing?
you stepped closer, seeing now that she wasn’t alone. the man from before was standing in front of her, weapon in hand as she sobbed and begged him. you moved slowly, quietly or as quietly as you could but as you go to approach a hand grabs the back of your hoodie and hauls you back into their broad chest, the ghost has gone again and a hand clamps down over your mouth. you struggle but the voice suddenly soothes you. “i.. i promise i’m not going to hurt you.” he whispered and you roll your head, one of seven, the first one you’d met had taken a hold of you. “i want to help.”
you can see it in his eyes, he’s pleading. “lemmph” your voice muffled against his hand. “please don’t get angry with me when i let you go, i’m sorry. i just want to help.” he’s still pleading with you, and you nod your head. you don’t surprisingly feel angry, only... warmth? he let you go and stepped back, and you punch his arm. “i said don’t follow me!” you hiss quietly. “you said you wouldn’t get angry with me!” he retorted. “i-i’m.. i’m not.. but look this is complicated okay? i need to do this.”
jungkook stared at you, the way your eyes met. the way you held yourself, despite that twisting sadness within you that he could FEEL, that he related too. “let me help.” he breathed. you stare back at him, unsure but the look on his face, those doe eyes wordlessly begging you. “ugh, fine. but you do what i say!” jungkook’s lips twitched into a smile. you had somewhat let him in, he could work with that. the others would be proud of him.
“okay look. this guy is a murderer, you need to be careful.” you tell him and he raises his eyebrows. “what about you?” he asked quietly and you scowl. “look i’ve dealt with a shit ton worse than this, i’ll be fine.” you don’t give him much time to retaliate before you’re moving away from him towards the man who’s frantic and the woman is in hysterics. he was shouting in korean. jungkook had attempted to gain your attention but you were far too focused on doing this. his eyes almost bulged out and his heart almost dropped straight out of his ass when you rushed at the man holding the weapon.
“get her out of here!” you called and jungkook hesitated but he was quick, he could do this. you and the man had toppled over. once the woman had been removed from the scene safely placed elsewhere, jungkook had rushed back into where you had been, the man tring to use the weapon against you, trying to press it down and the younger rushed over and he kicked him straight in the ribs to which he toppled off you and landed on his back.
jungkook reached down and pulled you up and into him, you were a little breathless and by now you looked absolutely exhausted. “are you okay?” he asked you and you nodded, without thinking about it you had leaned completely into him your forehead pressed against his chest. his hand came up and into your hair, you were with him. you were allowing him to hold you. you pulled back a little just in time to see the man running at jungkook. the weapon out and you shrieked, a sense of protectiveness and fear running through you and you pulled him behind you.
his eyes wide as you grabbed the sharp end of the weapon with your hands, not quite feeling the deep slices on both. the feeling you had felt was now running through jungkook and he moved quickly the man being punched and knocked out. he whirled you around and pulled your palms to him so he could see. “why did you do that?” he asked and you, that sense of fear running through you again, but you smiled gently as you could and moved your hands from his grasp. “i’m fine. you’re not hurt right?” you asked.
sirens could be heard and he looked down at you. “did you.. “ he began and you nodded. “yeah, i’m always trying to be at least one step ahead.” pride washed over him but he pointed as he could hear the sirens closing in. “i should go out there, the cops can’t see me.” he breathed and he touched your face with the palm of his hand, mesmerising you almost immediately but you kept repeating “get a grip, get a grip, get a grip.” to yourself as he headed out.
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jungkook had waited for you out of sight, this would be all over the news if he’d been seen. when you walked out of the barn, after having watched the man who had confessed to the murder being taken away, with your hands bandaged you looked up surprised to see he was still there. “... hey.” you said and he smiled at you. “hi.” he breathed, you were so close he could smell you. “can i walk you home?” he asked and you hesitated. “i don’t think that’s a good idea.” you say and the look on his face melts you. “okay, okay, jesus. you can walk me home just.. i don’t know don’t do that face.” it hurts my chest.
you’d given him directions to walk you with and when you almost tripped over and he’d caught you, he didn’t give much option before you were on his back, your arms wrapped gently around his neck. before long you relaxed and he glanced at your face every now and then as he walked, your head lolling against his shoulder. you’d actually A L L O W E D him to do this and out of nowhere you’d crashed out, mumbling about how you were safe. because he made the ghosts go away. he should find that strange but after all these years of searching for you, he didn’t think it was weird. he’d heard of people who could see ghosts. but for him to be able to make them vanish? it was odd. that was the only odd thing.
he walked in the direction that you’d told him to go and eventually he’d ended up at your apartment. he adjusted you on his back, entering the apartment through the key that had been in your pocket. once you were tucked into the bed, jungkook looked at you, briefly before he looked around. confused he moved towards the drawing that was pinned to the wall, there was seven figures surrounded by a flower. was that... the flowers on their album covers?
bringing out his phone he took a picture of it before tucking it away and he looked back down at you, your eyebrows creased and a frown on your face. he moved back over to you and he took the bracelet you’d complimented earlier when the man had been arrested. lifting your arm he gently slid it onto your wrist. picking up your notepad, he put his number on it. please, call or text me. JK.
he admired you for a moment more before he left and went home, the moment he’d entered the building and into the dorm he was bombarded. “jungkook-ah!” a voice shouted and he looked up, he smiled seeing namjoon and jimin. yoongi, hoseok, jin and taehyung trailing behind them. “hi.” he waved softly and they stopped in front of him. “we’ve been all over looking for you, what the hell were you thinking? are you okay? did you get hurt? what happened? where were you? why didn’t you answer our calls?” jimin’s voice was quick, but soft. he could never be angry at jungkook for more than half an hour. but namjoon stepped in to speak, cuffing the back of jungkook’s head gently. with his hand. “what the hell were you thinking?!” namjoon demanded.
“sorry. no i’m not hurt, i’m okay, and i wanted to make sure she was okay.” jungkook scratched the back of his neck. before anybody could say anything else his phone, beeped twice. alerting him of a message and he pulled it out, a bright smile coming to his face. “it’s her.”
Pocket!Size Jimin x reader, soulmate au, ( slight supernatural au only mentions of it )
description: it's one thing being a fan of bts, but how does one cope being ones soulmate, when they've become a tiny version of themself
note: okay im doing it. I'm gonna do an AU to this where its the reader that’s pocket sized and that will be a bts x ot7 reader.
~ 2 Months Ago ~
being an I Army is difficult. rarely the chance comes up that you get to do this because there were rarely concerts in your town or near your town. you’re staring at the computer screen seconds away from purchasing the tickets. your finger hovering over the purchase button, it wasn’t their first time in your country but it was the first time you were able to afford to go, you and Y/B/F/N had decided you were going to go more like you forced her, plus it was 2 months away anyway, and it was to enjoy yourselves instead of doing the same every weekend. and this weekend, and your love for BTS were getting the better of you. it popped up on the screen and you let out a small noise pressing the process button. and within minutes it had sold out BUT you had still managed to get your own ticket. two tickets. but yours mattered most. screaming happily you rolled around on your bed until you had nearly fallen off.
you had actually bought the tickets. you were going to finally get to a BTS concert. the last one before they went on a break.
~ Now ~
the man looked over your ticket, nodding his head for you to enter and you did followed by your friend. she wasn’t as enthused as you were, having not been a fan at all but you had talked her into going by saying you’d buy her ticket. you walked in and you wet your lips as you looked around, smiling to yourself seeing all the other fans. as twenty minutes go buy and BTS are ready to come on stage to perform, the screaming all but stops when a man in a suit walks out instead.
he was talking but the screaming was so loud you could barely hear him, and before long BTS were on the stage, the screaming, if possible, had gotten louder. And there he was. Park Jimin, so real and so close to where you were. he was close to namjoon as they spoke out to the crowd and while one of the other members spoke, namjoon spotted you. you were too focused on jimin, your heart beating WILDLY in your chest, missing the fact that namjoon whispered it to him. and the young man’s head whipped around, turning and your eyes met. and it was like everything was right in the world, but also burning bright and clearly. but the eye contact was soon gone because your best friend has grabbed your attention and before long the concert began.
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after being home for no more than twenty minutes you close the door to your room over so your roommate won't bother you. usually he didn't but there were days when he did. you set your bag down gently on the edge of bed and you walk over to your desk. your throat hurts from all the screaming you’ve been doing, your mind can’t seem to get away from the eye contact and the burning you’d felt within yourself when your eyes had met jimin’s. you smile giddily to yourself and you let out a happy noise, quite content that even eye contact was everything.
you were just about to sit on your chair when a very small “mmph” had been heard and you whirled around. your bag had fallen over almost towards the edge of the bed and a small blonde..person wait.. small blonde person? you slowly walked towards it as this.. tiny person stood up and brushed himself off. your feet had more or less taken you to the bed and you got down onto your floor and peered at him. he wasn’t looking at you yet, but he was looking around the room.
that was of course until he turned, and spotted you. a large grin curling his plump lips upwards. his smile, like you had seen so many before, always with his eyes, they were almost closed. “jimin?! park jimin?!!” you asked and he nodded. “hi!” he waved with both his hands, and he began speaking, quickly to you still smiling the only problem is, he’s speaking korean, and although you liked the music, and watched a few kdramas here and there, your korean wasn’t very good. you notice that the bottom of the sweater he was wearing more or less covering his hands all except his tiny... tinier fingers. you heart began pounding and you almost collapse onto the floor. “i’m.. i’m dreaming..”
jimin’s head, his tiny little head does a tilt to the side. like he doesn’t understand you either. this is going to be a serious problem. “joonie hyung saw the red string” he points at you and you frown, not understand. the only thing you did understand was joonie hyung. “i..i’m sorry.. i don’t speak korean ... i’m so, so sorry.” you breathe and he smiled. this can’t be happening, it’s not happening. you’re dreaming, did you come home and pass out. to prove the theory you pinch your arm and let out a small whine when you don’t wake up. “it’s okay.” you hear him say and when you whine, jimin makes a face rubbing at his arm.
jimin is now pouting up at you, his cheeks puffed and his lips puckered out. and he’s so cute this close up even as small being. a tiny crease between his eyebrows catches your attention and you can’t help but giggle. by god he’s adorable. you perch your face closer and jimin made a little gesture with his hands to show you the phone and you nod. you’re still unsure how this is happening. but it’s then that you actually realise. he’s tiny. “why are you tiny?” you asked and he looked up at you. “why... are... you... small?” you asked and you make gestures with your hands and he grins shrugging his shoulders.
his tiny covered hands point to his chest and then to yours. which confused you but you set your phone on the bed and he begins reading out numbers for you to type out. which thankfully you understand at least. once you do you dial the number and a voice comes over the other end. one you recognise. “joon hyung!” jimin speaks and despite his situation, he smiled when he heard namjoon reply. “jiminie.” he sighed with relief. “are you okay?!” namjoon asked and jimin nodded, despite not being able to see him. “i’m okay hyung! i found her!” he grinned up at you, his eyes closing like they always do when he smiles. you hear the sigh of relief. “we thought something had happened to you, jimin-ah!” it sounds like the other voice is scolding him. which is quite possibly the cutest thing you’ve ever seen and he looked up at you.
“ahh, well no not... not really hyung but she’s so beautiful up this close. but... she’s so big. tall. and i’m tiny, i don’t know what happened. i was heading out to get her, i was all covered up and i reached for her bag to get her attention and then... then... now i’m... now i’m small, ’m literally tiny.” he said and you wished you could understand him, understand everything he’s saying. but he’s still smiling at you so softly that you’re unsure if you’re imagining it or not.
there’s a beat of silence. “tell her to bring you here to us, okay? come back here, jimin.” it’s an order but it’s not said to be rude or demanding in any way, they’re all just worried about him. “she can’t understand me, hyung. she doesn’t talk korean!” he said and he sighed, hearing namjoon sigh in response. “excuse me... miss?” his voice caught your attention and you look down at the phone and then at jimin and then at the phone again once he pointed. “uh... yes?” you ask. “can you... bring jimin to the hotel please. please keep him safe, i don’t know what’s happening but... please. “ the voice said. “namjoon? kim namjoon?” you asked breathless and jimin nodded eagerly. “i’ll bring him. but what.. what hotel?”
silently promising that you will in fact, keep him safe. because you want to protect this tiny little thing. “i’ll keep him safe.” you finally say and jimin beams at you again. the name is quickly spoken and you’re given a number and pass code to get in. you lift jimin up and place him in your pocket because when you try to put him in your bag, he whined out. speaking english for the first time since you’d met the tiny version of your bias. you let out a small breath watching him pop out every now again. the blonde tuff that verges out of your pocket always catches your attention until you reach the hotel.
once you’re clarified to go up, you do but your breathing spikes and jimin looked up at you. a smile securely on his face and you knocked on the door. you couldn’t believe this was happening, park jimin... your bias, was tiny, in your pocket close to your heart and you were standing outside BTS’ hotel room door. the door opened revealing the leader who you had talked to maybe an hour or so before. “hyung!” jimin’s small voice came from your pocket and you looked down at him and then up at namjoon, he cursed in korean then in english. “shit.” when he spotted his tiny friend. then he looked at you, and smiled at you and moved to allow you to enter.
jimin tugged at your pocket and you looked down at him, “out... can..i get out ?” he asked and you nodded your head at him, carefully lifting the tiny being from your pocket and holding him securely in the palm of your hand. you turned to look at namjoon. “it’s.. nice to meet you, except from the circumstances of course. come through. everybody’s waiting.” he said and he led you through, still holding a now sitting jimin in your palm. you walk further into the room and are now surrounded by BTS. and that’s it. you think, you’ve died.
Summary: How can you be repeating the same night, over and over again ? With another person that you’ve never met ?
N: I know it’s been a while but here we are with another imagine, based on another tv show. russian doll. ( i’m sorry, i suck, i know lol ) for whoever hasn’t seen it yet and plan on watching ( this is basically spoilers okay so ??? you know don’t read yet i guess ? ) ALSO i guess sort of the same gist as the Save me Webtoon? but like obviously completely different ( i do not own the webtoon, the idea is simply from me watching Russian Doll
Trigger Warnings; alcohol, smoking,, death
jungkook stared in the mirror, his birthday party was happening right outside this bathroom and yet he couldn’t even make himself go out there. he just couldn’t do it. that was until the door was banged on three to four times, hard. rolling his eyes, he turned and he headed towards the door and threw it open. “all yours.” he grumbled, there’s got to be around eighty people here already and it’s only nine thirty, the party had only started an hour before.
he sighed and headed out, the first person he came across was seokjin. “ hey birthday boy!” he grinned and jungkook smiled back at him in response. “hey hyung.” he walked over leaning against the counter. he held out a bottle. “here, all yours. i’ve been keeping it for you.” he said and jungkook took hold of it with a small grin. “thanks.” just as his friend was about to speak a large hand clamped down on his shoulder. “birthday boyyyy.” namjoon was next to greet him.
for all jungkook was happy that his friends were here, celebrating with him, what he really wanted was to just relax for the night. but they’d all put this together for him and he didn’t want to see ungrateful. “everybody’s showing up, friends, family, you know it’s great.” namjoon said. “the others have still to arrive but they have a big surprise for you.” namjoon was still smiling, his dimples showing with the large smile on his face. jungkook forces his smile back. “cool, well i’m not going anywhere” he says lightheartedly.
the two boys can clearly see that whatever is going on in jungkook’s mind and they want to press on it, and ask but before long the younger has decided that he’s going to wander around the apartment. “i’ll be back.” he said, patting namjoon’s shoulder as he walked off, and despite the fact that he’d decided to wander around the apartment he bumped into a cute girl. his whole night changed, because the party? forgotten about, the girl however? he took home with him. on their way home, the young boy took her into the store, protection after all, was important wasn’t it? that and she wanted smokes.
as they stood, waiting to pay for their things a shoulder bumped into his and jungkook turned going to look at the person and give them a mouthful but he seen just how drunk she was. his brows furrowed as she wandered up the isle towards the back. he frowned, watching her carefully until the girl next to him tugged on his jacket and he smiled brightly the drunkard forgotten about.
a few hours later, and jungkook sits himself, the girl gone and his own apartment silent. he sighed, it had only been two hours and the party was still going. and the other six of his friends were demanding he showed his face again. he sighed, the last thing he wanted to do was go back to the party, yet they had a big SURPRISE for him. he got up, clothes being pulled on reluctantly. heading out the door back towards seokjin’s apartment.
walking back there as quickly as he could, jungkook didn’t bother looking at the road that he was crossing but the screeching of tires caught his attention but it was too late, the car hit him. instantly everything was black, a few seconds of pain. before nothing.
and at exactly the same time, that same girl that jungkook passed by in the store,, that he THOUGHT about helping her home, was now on the other side of the town a girl, drunk teeters over the roof’s edge dangling her foot. a drunken smile plastered on her lips and tears staining her face and before long she slips but not even a scream leaves her as she hits the ground. the only sound heard are the screams of strangers passing by.
opening his eyes, with a gasp he stood, in seokjin’s apartment in the bathroom. staring at himself in the mirror and his eyes widened briefly before he tried to think of what the hell had just happened to him. the banging on the door surprises him but at the same time it doesn’t. he hesitates and he frowns opening the door up. he slides out past the two trying to enter and he walks around, everyone around him he’d already seen hadn’t he?
“hey birthday boy!” a voice called and caught his attention, swallowing hard jungkook walked over to him. “jin hyung...” he trails off and the elder smiled at him. jin held out the bottle towards him and jungkook slowly took. it. “what the fuck is happening?” he whispered. “what are you talking about, kook?” he asked. and the boy looked up shaking his head. “uh haven’t we... we’ve done all this already haven’t we?” he asked.
before jin can answer, a hand comes down on his shoulder. “birthday boyyyy.” jungkook swallowed and he forced a smile. “hi... joon hyung..” he breathed. he was so confused, had it just... was this some sort of final destination shit? where he seen his own death? the images of himself being hit by that car and thrown more or less across the road, that PAIN he felt that had only lasted a few seconds. was it... had none of it happened ? was it... he’s brought out of his thoughts again by namjoon.
“ everybody’s showing up, friends, family, you know it’s great.” namjoon said. “the others have still to arrive but they have a big surprise for you.” jungkook stared up at him, doe eyes wide and his breathing hitched for that second. “kookie, you okay?” jin asked, a worried look on his face. “oh.. uh yeah.. i think um.. i think i just need a breather.” he said shaking his head and he turned. “i’ll be right back.”
at the exact moment he walked towards the door, he bumped into the same girl he’d... he wouldn’t let his mind trail off but he quickly, ignores and excuses himself from her company. making his way outside. once he’s out, a few people pass by him, greeting him with the happy birthday and the usual stuff. he leaned against the wall and he looked up, perking almost immediately when he noticed her. her. that girl that bumped into him at the store. he swallowed, or he tried too as she stumbled bumping into a wall.
he moved, this time deciding to help her. almost. ALMOST as he stepped towards the road the screeching of tires were heard and jungkook threw himself back away from the road and the car looking back to the girl, who had disappeared. “jungkook-ah!” he heard a voice call and he turned his head seeing taehyung and yoongi. he looked from them looking back towards the where the girl had been. “jungkook-ah!” the voice came again and he sighed turning to them again. “hey guys.” he said.
“you okay? jin-hyung text and said you were a little... out of it.” taehyung said and he shrugged. “just.. weird night.” taehyung threw his arm around jungkook’s shoulder. “well to be honest it’s gonna get weirder.” yoongi grinned and the two boys dragged jungkook back into the apartment.
hours into the night, early morning, jungkook headed out into the night. tipsy but not completely drunk a few people passed by him on the stairs as he moved he bumped into one of them. his feet slipped on whatever had been spilled on the ground and he toppled down the stairs and everything went black. his eyes snapped open and there he was again...
Also given the fact some vegans wilfully neglect their pet’s diet for personal belief reasons you can in fact be a vegan and be ok with animal cruelty when its convenient for you.
