well done boys:)

We are supposed to close on our house tomorrow. We have a time set and everything. This has been 3 months of stress, paperwork, & money worry. It’s so close to being over. We are so close to not ever having to deal with a landlord. Now my boyfriend decides at the last minute he has more questions and he’s not so sure about the terms. I AM. JUST. DONE.

Staying up all night observing space will probably make you pretty tired ¯\(◡‿◡☆) /¯

Please don’t repost (reblog instead) or remove the caption, it ruins my soul :#


Rudeness and disrespect aside, can we just take a moment to admire how strong he needs to be to be able to do this? 👏👀


I dont know why I did this 

“I’m glad this year I could spend it with you.”

been wanting to do something holiday-themed :3c

Missing Trains at 2am (m)

Word Count: 5,739

Warning: Jimin Smut

A Christmas special based on an anon request I got~

You swung your backpack onto your back, staring up at the green digits that jumped around the grey screen stressfully. Names appeared where others vanished, some turning red as if to spread panic when your eyes checked them. Out of a nervous habit, you chewed on your lower lip, trying to find the specific name you were looking for between the sea of moving letters.

Right then, you found it, and your body froze.


You started running, your feet dragging you forward through the slim crowd of people as fast as they could. Heads turned as your feet collided with the ground like stones, your breath so irregular that you sounded like you were gasping for air. The voices of people you bumped into, their shoulders crashing into yours, chased after you as you kept moving forward, counting the numbers by the staircases like crazy. Nine, ten, eleven, far from the twenty-one you were looking for. Still, time was not showing any mercy to you. As you ran, you could almost feel the seconds pass by, nearing the finish line much too quickly.

Dammit, why had you postponed it until so late at night?

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