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have we discussed taehyung in all black and this backless blazer today because i'm holding on to my last drop of sanity 🤠

wait that happened today ??!?! or did i miss something/misread 😭 but oh my god, the backless blazer... i've never seen such a thing. fashion king knows what he's doing wtf 😭

we don't see him in all black that often, but when we do...

#>>>#d*ath #notes for rid 🌹#yaila <3

Juno Rue Cambria

" One, two, oops - you messed up. " HUGE THANKS TO @doodlepens FOR THEIR AMAZING ART, AND FOR BEING THE BEST AND PUTTING UP WITH MY NONSENSE. THEY MAKE MY WORLD SPIN !! ONCE AGAIN GO CHECK OUT THEIR COMIC @moesfinale FOR AN AMAZING READ !!

Treehouse of Horror : The sky is dark, though the sporadic blue and red lights of nearby police cars - illuminate everything within her line of sight. Where is she ...? Her gaze darts between the knife in her hand, and the uneven pedestal that her heeled boot is propped atop. It seems to register quite rapidly within her brain, that this is the head of their local criminal ' mastermind ' ( though that doesn't seem like an accurate description given his past behavior. ) Nearby, the smell of smoke and burning oil spill through the air, and she can't help but tighten her grip on the handle of the blade resting in her palm as an instinctive response. She had killed him. In a flash of rage, triggered by the visual of his car wrapping itself around a pole - she had taken a knife and pierced his neck until it separated from the remainder of his body... She was sick, and now, she would certainly be incarcerated for the rest of her natural life. That was, unless... Running her free hand through her hair, the woman swallowed down the bile that began to bubble in her throat, taking a second to catch her breath and clear her thoughts. All she had to do, was kill everyone who saw this ' incident ' and pretend like it never happened to begin with, right ? The heel of her boot dug deeper into the criminal's skull, causing his eye to pop like a grape beneath the pressure, oozing various internal liquids into the puddle of growing blood beneath his head. Her thoughts ran rampant, a constant blur of noise and color that seemed to keep her disoriented. Yet, she had very decisively spun the knife in her grip - turning her gaze toward the two cops that were closing in on her. " Come on, why are you so scared ? I just did YOUR job for you ... "