if they care too

Rain

Originally posted by hunandonly

Genre: Angst and idk?

Words: 2.6 K

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Requested by @kaipie-ami98 I love you. I hope you like this! I sort of wrote the last 2K in 2 hours, half asleep. Call me out on any sort of mistake, I owe you that lol. Also I might have changed it up a bit too much… Sorry~

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A normal rainy day. Dark, foreboding clouds, accompanied by a stray ray of sunshine here and there, a grey blanket covered the sky. Slightly chilly, slightly damp from the humidity, people walked around with umbrellas, raincoats and everything they needed to protect themselves from the rain and the damp chill. It was gloomy, but on the windows where the raindrops raced each other down to the sill, it looked like a refreshing change from the same sunrays beating down on the glass, piercing through, amplifying the brightness as it entered the room.

A normal rainy day. Classes droned on, the teachers at the boards writing down notes, lecturing the class, new terms thrown around just as any other day, new concepts raining down on the students as hard as the rain outside the classroom, the children’s faces as grim as the sky outside, dull and grey. The same pencil scratched away at a new page in the same notebook. Nothing had changed. The scene was the same as before, the same as a few days ago when y/n wasn’t the only one staring out of the window, when y/n wasn’t the only one being prodded at by the teacher for not listening in class, when y/n wasn’t one who would reflect the rainy weather, tears streaming down her cheeks stealthily.

It was no normal rainy day. After all, y/n was once again alone. After all, y/n was left behind while he moved on and away. The rainy days were her favourite, once upon a time. Maybe not anymore… It reminded her of her time together with him. Warm afternoons under the blankets, lulled to sleep by the pelting of raindrops against the windows in each other’s arms. That was her favourite thing about the rainy days. He made great hot chocolate too, she remembers. She remembers how the warm cup felt as her hands wrapped around it carefully. She remembers the aroma that wafted from the hot dark endearing brown liquid, and how it smelled like home, warmth, love and everything nice.

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Game Grumps Live was amazing!! I got to say hi to Vernon, and i made Danny and Arin laugh ♡

hhhf

too many white ppl not wanting to speak up bc they’re scared of bein ostracized by their white friends…and u know what i’m really sick of? white ppl who never bring up issues on their own. they wait till all the people of color on their twitter feed, on tumblr are discussing something and post a shitty rephrasing of a post a person of color already made and better to seem involved. they try to rehash a point that has been made millions of times to the point where it’s common knowledge and play this off like they’re accomplishing something. you don’t have to teach poc about racism. we fucking know all about it.

y’all are silent 364 days of the year but then when poc are upset about something you decide to chime in with your obligatory white two cents that accomplishes nothing. and you won’t bring this stuff up in front of other white people either. not ever. you’ll listen to the white people around you being openly hateful and you’ll keep your mouth shut. all this talking like you care and then you refuse to confront your racist and hateful white friends because you don’t want them to exclude you or get mad at you. if you care about us why the fuck you want friends like that in the first place? 

we can tell when you’re posting shit just to seem like “one of the good ones” and we can tell when you post stuff bc you’re scared the big bad people of color will come for you if you don’t and you’re just trying to cover your ass