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Bold Everything Your Muse Has Done: THE REVENGE

I already did this one but I got tagged by @bride-and-bride (yes thank u pls tag me in more things)

broken a bone | gotten stitches | had a serious illness | had a near-death experience | killed someone | tried and failed to kill someone | invented something | been hungover | kissed someone | slow-danced | been in a long-term relationship | had sex | had sex and regretted it | had a one-night stand | had a threesome | experimented with their sexuality | had a kid | gotten married | gotten a divorce | self-harmed | traveled to another country | been in a play | received an inheritance | been in a airship wreck | lost a loved one | been dumped | dumped someone | smoked | gotten high | been slipped something in their food/drink | won a contest | won an election | joined a sports team | gone skydiving | gone hunting | been in a band | had a job | been fired | been in a wedding party | owned a pet | seen a ghost | skipped class/work | learned an instrument | gotten a noticeable scar (oh man) | sued someone | been robbed | been mugged | been kidnapped | been sexually assaulted | been brainwashed/hypnotized | gone more than one day without eating | had a recurring nightmare | been bullied | bullied someone | seen someone die | attempted suicide | been tied/chained up | shot someone | stabbed someone | saved someone’s life | cheated on someone | been cheated on | had a stalker | been betrayed | been in a fight | been arrested | been to a funeral | had surgery | broken someone’s trust | gotten a piercing | gotten a tattoo | used a fake name | been tortured | been abused | been blackmailed | had an attempt on their life | gotten away with a crime | gone on a road trip | been in love

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You May Hate Me, But I Love You [pt.4]

@peanadwithjam said: hellooo!I really like your recent jimin drabble and I hope I can request for an imagine where jimin youre married to jimin because of his father wants him to marry you and jimin has a girlfriend.His mom made you promised that you will seduce/make jimin fall in love with you because his gf isnt nice and he ends up falling for u?Thank youuu

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Romantic(?(the genres aren’t always accurate bc i write them before I even start the scenario to pls don’t be mad @ me)
Word Count: 2251
Member: Chimx2

This is most likely the last part. It’s maybe not the ending everyone wanted/expected,,,,,,bUT NONETHELESS I HOPE Y’ALL LIKE IT :DDD

Originally posted by dugyu

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It has been two and a half months since Jimin and you were wed. Nothing changed in that time. Jimin continued to not talk much and go out late at night to probably be with Yoojung. You were always stuck at home trying to make up excuses for him to Mrs. Park because she would want to talk to him, but he wouldn’t be home. It was hard trying to deal with everything at once. On one side, Jimin’s hatred for you only grew, or at least that’s what you thought. On another side, your mom’s condition was only getting worse. Jimin still didn’t know about her and you decided it was better off if he didn’t know. 

There was only so much you could take in. You were only one person, and all of this being shoved down your throat all at once wasn’t pleasant. There would be nights where you couldn’t sleep and you would stay up until six in the morning crying. Or worst of all you’d sit on the bed staring up at the ceiling and not feel anything, no emotion at all. Everyone came to check up on you once in awhile because they’d worry but those trips became less and less because you’d put up a front of being perfectly okay. But truth was, you weren’t fine at all.

You were fired from your job because you weren’t doing anything right. So you have always been stuck at home, all alone. This was the time where all the thoughts would flood your head and begin to suffocate you. It was where your self-hatred would begin to grow. You had become so broken, so empty on the inside. At this point in time, you just wanted it all to end. You wanted it all to just be a fucking terrible dream you’d wake up from soon. 

You felt so pathetic. You couldn’t look at yourself anymore. You didn’t even want to try anymore. And it seemed that Jimin caught on to that. Sometimes a flicker of worry would flash by in his eyes when he would come back home to see you in the same spot where he left you, lost in your thoughts. Sometimes he would stand at the front door and wait for you to ask where he was going, but it would never come. Sometimes he’d stare at you for a second longer, taking in your weary features. Sometimes he would come home only to hear you sobbing at five in the morning, he always had the urge to walk in and make sure you were okay but he would have to stop himself and would force himself to leave again. Sometimes turned into all the time, and seeing you this way only made him hate you more. You weren’t supposed to be like this, not ever. He knew you as the girl who was always so cheery, so happy, so positive, so bright, so optimistic. But what he now sees is nowhere near that person anymore. It felt so foreign seeing you this way, and it made him feel so god damn strange. 


Jimin had left the house in a pissy mood a few hours ago and you knew he would come back in an even pissier mood. You knew he went to the bar to down a few drinks, that may or may not turn into a few too many. You were currently seated on the couch, the TV becoming background noise as you lost yourself in your thoughts once again. Your hand found its way to your ring finger and you began to mess around with the wedding ring, a habit you seemed to have picked up in these past few months. There was a peculiar feeling beginning to flare up in the pit of your stomach. Something wasn’t right, it felt as if today something inauspicious was going to occur. You brushed the feeling aside and leaned back onto the couch.

Your phone began to ring beside you. Namjoon’s name flashed across the screen, without giving it much thought you accepted his call and brought the phone up to your ear. 

“Namjoon, what’s up?”

“y/n, you need to come to the hospital right away.” You instantly thought of the worst and jerked up from your previous position.

“Is everything okay?”

“Everything is great, your mom woke up! Hurry and come she’s asking for you.” It was evident in Namjoon’s voice that he was crying earlier. 

“I-I don’t have the car. Jimin left the house and I don’t know if I can get a taxi at this hour.” Your eyes permeated with tears as your hands slightly trembled from this sudden news. You were flushed with a million and a half of emotions.

“I’ll come get you, get ready awhile, I’ll be there in five.” You let out a shaky okay and hurriedly scurried upstairs to get changed. 

As promised, Namjoon had arrived at the house in five. You grabbed your purse and began to make your way to the door when it suddenly swung open with revealing Jimin with blood-shot eyes and an expression that was indescribable. He glared at your figure and raised a brow. 

“Where are you going?” His voice was low and petrifying.

“I-I-I I’m going with Namjoon to th-” He cut you off, “No. You’re not going anywhere.”

“But-” You began to protest but his booming voice caused you to immediately become silent. Your eyes grew with fear as you stared at his heaving figure.

At this time Namjoon had come up to the house and invited himself in, “y/n, let’s go we can’t waste any time.”

“She’s not going anywhere,” Jimin answered Namjoon.

“Jimin she needs to go to her mo-”

“DID YOU NOT HEAR ME!?” He turned around and shoved Namjoon backward with a fist to his jaw. You shouted at Jimin, jumping forward and grabbing his arm. Namjoon’s face held shock and confusion, he didn’t know what to say. 

Jimin brushed you off to the side and then proceeded to lift Namjoon up from his collar and kicked him outside the house. He slammed the door behind him and then walked over to you harshly gripping onto your arm and dragging you upstairs. He threw you into the bedroom and locked the door from the outside. You ran up to the door and began to bang your fists against it, shouting and screaming for him to open the door and let you go to your mom as tears streamed down your red suffused cheeks. But by then he was long gone. You heard the car’s engine rev up and scurried over to the window to see him pull out the driveway and drive off. You grabbed your phone off the floor and rang up Namjoon.

“What the fuck just happened?” Was the first thing he said when he picked up your call. 

“I-I don’t know. I need you to go back to the hospital and take care of mom okay? I can’t get out of the room, just go back.” You tried to ease your shaky breath but it was extremely hard. Something bad was going to happen and it was making you tremble.

“Maybe I could try to get you ou-” You cut him of. “No! You’ll be wasting time, just go back please.” You hung up afterwards and plopped onto the bed, twiddling your fingers in your lap anxiously. 

You shot up and began to pace your room back and forth. You weren’t able to stay still and you began to feel sick to your stomach from the past few events that had just occurred. What the hell happened to Jimin? Why did he act that way? Why wasn’t he listening to you? If something happens to your mom, you swear to go you’ll never forgive him. Even if he was drunk, that is no way to fucking act.

*** 5:30 AM ***

4 hours had passed since Jimin’s outburst and finding out about your mom waking up. You weren’t able to calm down or rest for even a bit. Something heavy was pushing down on your chest and it wouldn’t go away. You were never someone who prayed, but this night, that’s all you seemed to have been doing. 

You flinched when the sudden ringing erupted from your phone that lay on the bed. You stared at it for a few seconds, something telling you not to pick it up. You hesitantly reached out for it and answered the call. 


“y/n…..” Namjoon called out your name and burst into sobs. That was enough for you to realize what happened, but you still had to ask.

With your own tears starting to flow you weakly spoke, “Namjoon…what happened?” 

“I’m so sorry…She…she…I’m so sorry y/n.” He said between sobs.

You tried to say something but your voice instantly cracked and you dropped your phone, beginning to weep. You stuffed your face in your hands, your frail body shaking with each breath you took. Everything seemed to come crashing down all at once. What did you ever do to deserve this?

It seemed like forever since you began to cry. Two hours to be exact. Two whole hours of continuous crying. Now you sit on the floor, no more tears streaming down your face. How could they? You cried so much that you weren’t able to produce anymore tears even if you wanted to. You didn’t want to believe it, you wanted this whole thing to just be a terrible nightmare and you prayed that you would wake up soon. 

The sudden turn of the door knob made you snap your head towards the bedroom door. Mrs. Park appeared from behind the door, her eyes watering as soon as she saw your figure. You shot up and ran into her embrace suddenly being able to produce tears again. She petted your head while trying to whisper words of comfort as she held your weak body in her arms. Mr. Park stood behind her, his brows furrowed while his eyes held sympathy. 

“We’re sorry.” He choked out, not being able to meet your eyes.


Two more hours had passed. Mrs. and Mr. Park stayed with you. You had now calmed down a bit but you still weren’t able to form a single word. Mrs. Park seated you on the couch and brought you a glass of water. She sat down next to you and allowed you to rest your head on her chest while her arms wrapped around you securely. Namjoon had called them shortly after he called you, he explained everything to them and the both of them had rushed over to you.

The front door opened and revealed the one and only, Park Jimin. He seemed surprised to see his parents here. His eyes fell upon you and he felt sorry. He knew he scared you the way he had acted earlier, but he wouldn’t have thought it would effect you like this. He was oblivious to what had actually happened. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when Mr. Park’s hand flew up to his son’s left cheek.

Jimin was shocked and stared at his father, “What was that for!? I know I shouldn’t have locked y/n in our room but I was intoxicated, I wasn’t thinking right! I was just mad, I’m sorry.”

You released yourself from Mrs. Park and made your way to Jimin, standing in front of him. After staring at him for a few seconds you spoke up, your voice was hoarse and scratchy, “My mom…She had cancer and has been in a coma for a while. Today she woke up. I was getting ready to go with Namjoon to go visit her.”

Jimin stared at you with a confused expression, he didn’t know where you were coming from. After a short pause you continued, your gaze now averted to the floor, “When you locked me in the room, I couldn’t visit her. I shouted and screamed out to you but you ignored me…I could have finally seen her, I could have felt her warmth just this one last time..Now she’s gone…She’s gone, and I couldn’t even say bye. Because of you, I wasn’t able to see her this one last time.”

“I-” He tried to say something but he couldn’t. He didn’t know what to say. So instead he let you continue, wanting you to shout at him, wanting you to scream at him, wanting you to lash out on him because he sure as hell deserved it.

You sniffled, “I hope you’re happy now Jimin. I’m finally going to leave of your life. You achieved my hatred. Live a happy life from here on out because I won’t be in it anymore. I don’t want to see your fucking face ever again, I fucking hate you, Park Jimin. I truly do.”

Leaving was the last thing he wanted you to do. He tried to spit something out, anything at all, but it was as if his throat was blocked. He wanted to stop you, but he couldn’t move, it was as if he was paralyzed. His eyes stayed fixated on you but he didn’t do anything. He didn’t have the right to. He didn’t have a reason to.

You wiped under your eyes. “Goodbye Park Jimin. This is the last time you’ll see my face.”

bts ships

Anonymous said: hi! i’m fairly new to the bts fandom and i was just wondering what are the ships in bts and the most popular ones? thanks for answering if you do!! love you and your blog!!!

ANON UR SO CUTE PLS OMG THANK U ILY TOO but anyways this post isnt about me…. its about the beauty of ships…. now this is gonna be long…. i dont know the most popular ships really but ill just tell u my personal favorites (with an *)! gifs are not mine!!

*NAMJIN (namjoon x jin):

Originally posted by namjinkiss

also known as my parents. namjoon taking on the manly father role whilst jinnie is the loving mother to bts and me. they are married and no one can tell me different just look at how he’s looking at him in the gif im screaming and they even have the same last name. you know who shares last names? married couples and family but theyre not family bc theyre married and meant to be together forever

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Okay, I did a thing. A SoMa thing. I am so sorry. Based off of this prompt: I just woke up from a 6 month coma and I don’t remember anything about the past 5 years but that’s kind of okay because as a trade-off this gorgeous stranger sitting at my bedside is saying he’s my husband

credit goes to essified for the prompt and I guess it’s SoMa week so maybe Khaleesi would like to see it?? Idk, I’m sorry to waste your time sempai


“Will you marry me?”

The words are said so casually, yet so quietly that she knows he is as close to begging as he will ever get. They are alone, on the couch, with her head in his lap and her green eyes laughing up at him have the words flying out of his mouth before he can control himself.

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