Achilles Come Down
“I can’t stand seeing you tear yourself apart like this.” He pleaded, eyes filled with months worth of sadness, anger , confusion.
“Then don’t watch. Simple.” The other boy spoke softly, but firmly, determined on pushing everyone who cared about him, away.
“You may feel no purpose , nor a point for existence, it’s all just conjecture and gloom. There may not be meaning , so find one and seize it.” Patroclus begged , with all that was left of him, with all the love that’s grown only stronger, since the day they’ve met.
“I’m doing this. I’m gonna jump. You can’t stop me.” Achilles couldn’t bring himself to sound composed. Yelling in desperation, he prayed to the Gods that he’d drop it and go home.
“So jump, and i’m jumping.” Giving up, he took a step forward as if his other half were a ticking bomb, which in a way, he was.
“Why?” At the edge of the roof, he was in utter turmoil.
“... because there is no me without you.” Patroclus confessed.
BIASED ARMIES AS REACTION PICTURES
SEOKJIN STANS
YOONGS STANS
HOBI STANS
JOON STANS
JIMIN STANS
TAE STANS
JK STANS
MASTERLIST
small collection of yoongi things i love:
the way he overturns the archaic structure of daechwita to roll up in a car and end king yoongi’s life with a revolver
inability to say no to the maknae line
that time he got his feelings hurt over his soulmate hobi calling him a business partner
tangerine boy
“oppa show us your teeth”
that little jog he did during in the soop when he got excited about all the boys making music together
loves holding hands but will never admit it
that shy smile when he’s being praised
proficient cook. just so generally competent that seokjin nearly fell in love with a man.
“tongue technology”
when he timed his rap on his rolex watch
his squeaky register when he raps
that one pink suit fancam (and this one too)
the way i feel like fully bursting into tears whenever i hear “i feel so nice, mom, i feel so nice”
“born in a ditch but rise up a dragon”
Confession Of A Fangirl
he doesn’t know me
and he never will
its not like its a story
filled with glory
its just about a dumb girl
fantasising about something
that isn’t real
although i try to ignore his existence
my heart cant seem
to find the resistance
hes not mine
and hes not here
hell,even our ages
arent even near
i keep on watching the videos he posts
the fans fell in love
cuz hes not like the most
no,he stays true
and always speaks his mind
even though they told him
to stay inside the line
have u ever loved someone you’ve never met?
if not,u have no idea how the situation can get...
you surely think it must be fate
he feels like someone they can’t manipulate
but at the end of the day
its just what he represents
for our lack of affection
because people lose interest
they leave and they pout
they pry and they shout
cuz ur fucking lonely
thats what its always been about
jimin,running to namjoon: hey-
namjoon: shh!yoongi is sleeping.
jimin *hushed* : oh,okay,sorry.
namjoon *hushed*: what’s up?
jimin *whispering*: the dorm is on fire.
he was so energetic in the last two eps despite being dead last (practically) 🥺
EP.126,127🐿💦
minghao: if anything goes wrong,jeonghan,fake a heart attack.
jeonghan: uuu what are we thinking? classic angina or something sexier like myocardial infarction?
minghao: just drop down on the ground and wiggle?
jeonghan: im gonna nail this!!!
seungkwan:oh look we look like a couple in this photo lol.
vernon: a couple of besties!
the rest of svt:*trying to hold back laughter*
an epitome of wasted potential
lately i’ve been having epiphanies
that life is a void filled with irrelevancies
all of us are alive
but rarely somene lives
its not about hardship
or sliding through with ease
its about happines
or whatever comes first
most of us in that
,rarely get immersed
filled with conservatory
this small town can’t handle my thirst
we’re doomed with a downfall
our stay here is cursed
no wonder most of us want to withdraw
,,,from life that is
we’ve learned the hard way
,escaping our sins
but at the end of the day
there’s more to it than 9-5 and suburbs
we’re set in our ways
and can’t keep up with
the judgemental fuckers
though most of us stay
physically at least
we’re officially wasted
like a temporary flower
that blossoms in may
and soon enough
ended has the feast
its all over now
the memories have faded
so goodbye forever
and to the new generations
,farewell!
try to get ahead
its too late for us
go and make something of yourself
before you wind up dead
the rebels
the silk ribbon hung loosely
as she baptised her soul
first comes the sins
than a comprehension fully
tis a gleeful year
with a ball that caused a foul
not that i was aware of the ruins
with a majestic bow
curious look
and a playful smirk
he was the chosen one
amongs the low
the oldest trick in the book
only his life barely begun
they were on the run
that much aint up for debate
wasting their youth
as a form of sickly amusing fun
barely having a dime
giving it all up for fate
with a weak chance to shoot