anonymous: could I have an aesthetic of an angel associated with bruises and healing? thanks!!
sure! hope this is alright :)
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Just a reminder that, from minor skin imperfections to complex skin conditions, your body is beautiful and you are all wonderful fairies. Hugs!
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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
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I don't have sad friends. I don't mean my friends never get sad. I mean I don't have friends to be sad to. I don't have friends that I'm comfortable with that I could just tell them everything and be sad. It has kind of gone to the point where no one knows the true me because obviously a person is never happy all the time. My friends only see the happy, the angry, the neutral, the down, but never the sad. Well they do see the sad but they don't do much. They say "Cheer up!" like thats gonna do something.
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BLESS
You and Jihoon walked hand in hand towards the fountain. You were slightly shaking in fear, not knowing what was going to happen. Jihoon was obviously a strong person, both emotionally and physically. However, your ex tended to be violent.
The two of you broke up after having a large argument that evolved around you being five minutes late. It had gotten out of hand, with both of you screaming at the top of your lungs in the middle of his room. Eventually, he punched you square in the jaw. By that time, his RA’s walked in and escorted you out.
“Don’t be afraid, the guys are following behind us. You’ll be safe, I’ll be safe.” Jihoon said softly.
You nodded and looked behind you. As he said, Jihoon’s friends were following behind, acting completely natural. Turning around, you looked at the fountain that was coming closer into view and standing at the other side was your ex. You bit your lip and squeezed Jihoon’s hand as you got closer.
“Jihoon, is it too late to back out?” You asked. “I don’t know if I can do this anymore, or at all. I think I’m going to have a panic attack.”
“Calm down,” He reached over and pressed his lips against your temple. “It’s going to be okay, trust me.”
As you were borderline hyperventilating, you nodded. The blush crept up your neck and too your ears, christ this was such a bad time to be flustered. When the two of you finally reached the fountain, your ex met your eyes. He immediately furrowed his eyebrows and walked towards you with his hands stuffed into his pockets.
“Didn’t I tell you to come alone?” He spat. “Who is this?”
Jihoon glared. “Why would I let her come meet her ex alone? Especially when you laid your hands on her. Consider this a privilege.”
Your ex smirked and bent down to Jihoon’s height. “Short stack has a mouth, huh? This who you’re fucking now? Listen little buddy, us grown ups are going to talk.”
“Both of you stop.” You grumbled. “Jihoon’s staying, what did you want?”
“If he wants to stay, then fine.” He straightened his back. “Look, just come back to me, alright? We’ve both made mistakes in the past, but we’ve grown since then. Wouldn’t you agree?”
You shook your head. “I think you’ve made the majority of the mistakes. I tried so hard in that relationship and all you did was belittle me. I’m done with you, I can’t handle anymore pain.”
Your ex rolled his eyes. “You didn’t make any mistakes, huh? Hey Jihoon, you wanna know why Ms. Y/n moved to Seoul?”
“Stop, don’t tell him.” You said panicked. Your hand left Jihoon’s and gripped your ex’s sleeve. “Don’t, please.”
“Y/n, I’m not going to believe him, I’ll wait until you can tell me yourself.” Jihoon told you as he placed a hand on your shoulder.
He scoffed. “Really? She must be an angel to you.” He yanked your hand off his sleeve and smirked. “Y/n left her hometown because she got kicked out of Catholic school. Why? Her little legs couldn’t keep closed. A bit scandalous, isn’t it?”
Jihoon clenched his jaw. “Do you get enjoyment out of trying to ruin other’s lives? You’re such a fucking scumbag.”
Your ex raised an eyebrow. “Yeah? What are you going to do about it? Hit me? I don’t think you could even reach me.”
It happened all in a second; Jihoon swung his fist, colliding with your ex’s jaw, breaking out into a fist fight. The guys then rushed over, pulling you back and pulling Jihoon off of your ex.
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PART TWELVE. College au with Woozi
pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7 | pt 8 | pt 9 | pt 10 | pt 11
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Pungaw nako saimo, gusto takang kuguson gusto kong kaputan ang kamot mo, gusto takang lambingon pero pan'o ko magigibo yan? dae ka nagkakarigos. haha!
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Sirius: Who the fuck-
McGonagall: Language, Black.
Sirius: Whom the fuck-
McGonagall: No.
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