#jinjam

[cketamine]

Today, omw home from church, I saw an Asian dude with a sick man bun riding his bike in the drizzle (light rain) and he was smoking a fat blunt and I'm telling you cuz that's what I think you look like rn

Caterpillar 🐛

Genuinely me but make it a Latino LMAO

[lostcanaries]

preview of an up coming project im working on ! ^^

[lostcanaries]

final project for class! enjoy my first trip to original storyboard work and my subpar voice acting. 🙂‍↕️

[eoreumdeul]

keke jin/jimin -> hand holding and puppy love?

for youths uwu idk what this is but um. jinjam \o/

“Hyung,” Jimin says slowly, and his voice is quiet, almost scared, “Is this all right?”

He’s looking down at their hands, clasped together, palm to palm, fingers threaded, and it reminds Seokjin of a time long ago, before their first debut stage, when Jungkook was so nervous he’d needed an equally frazzled Hoseok to soothe him with gentle smiles and words of encouragement. Jimin had been so worried about their first stage that he almost looked like he was going to be physically ill, and Seokjin hadn’t had the words to tell him that everything would go fine, just took Jimin’s hand in his own and stroked his thumb across Jimin’s wrist bone, as reassuringly as he could. 

Seokjin still doesn’t have the words today, not when they’ve done this tens, hundreds of times, Jimin tugging on his fingers to show him things, to get Seokjin to sit next to him in the van, to help Seokjin learn the hardest moves to their choreography. But then there’s the hand holding before performances, and sweat sticky palms sliding against each other in the van, fingers brushing under the dinner table. There’s all of that, and there’s the look of sheer adoration in Jimin’s eyes and in the way that he says hyung, Seokjin hyung, sheepish but sometimes eager, and so willing to please.

It’s puppy love, Seokjin tells himself, and tries to convince himself that that’s all there is, but he’s lying to himself, what with every time he reaches for Jimin’s hand and receives a smile in return, bright and dazzling, and Seokjin can’t say that things are all right and are going to be all right, but he can’t look away. He won’t. And with the way that Jimin looks at him, Jimin doesn’t want him to either.