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AMELIA WAHHHHH. this just... UGHHHH he's such a bias wrecker 😭

daddy— sorry.

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daddy… 😛

Jimin is just such a nice little fella that he feels almost unreal. How does someone so hardworking and yet so humble exist in real life. Everytime he says something like "I'll try better next time" or along those lines I want to reach out and just wrap that human in a tight hug. I'm glad the members already do that for him, each in their own ways. He truly deserves the world, in terms of career-wise success and all the happiness and love in this world. He gives his everything unconditionally into all that he does, he genuinely is an angel come down to the earth... I just feel a lot of emotions

Gave into capitalism and got Spotify Premium and heard Face album without ads for the first time and godddd jimin and pdogg r geniuses!!

The album starts with pure anger in face-off where he is right off the situation and can’t think past the anger and betrayal. Then it transitions o the interlude: dive where he literally dives into all the memories- his time on stage, going in and out panic (the deep breaths) and all the things he missed and cherishes. From there it goes to like crazy which is the epitome of denial (“I wanna stay in this dream”) after the aftermath of recollecting all the memories. He just wants to stay on stage, and numb all pain, just relive the good parts. Then it transitions to alone, where he’s in depression stage (“said I was okay but I feel like I’m losing myself little by little”), but eventually throughout the song he accepts the sadness (“make it right, it’s gonna be alright”). Then finally the album moves to set me free where he is… finally free.

Chills. Literal chills.

I’ve been collecting bt21 keychains from places I visited with my friends as a memorabilia and I couldn’t find cooky for months and I finally ordered it…

And I got a JIMIN PHOTOCARD with it 🥹🥹🥹💜💜😭😭😭💜💜🥹🥹

I’m crying… not kidding I’m crying😭😭😭

Tiny mimi who saved my life 🥹💜 my angel, my penicillium who saved me 😭💜💜

epitome of love - Jimin drabble

Happy Birthday Jimin!

warnings: Not really a proper fic, just pure fluffy, emo thoughts about the angel that is Jimin. Literally, just a random drabble for Jimin's bday because I love him so much and I don't know how else to express it. Not proofread though. a/n: I wanted to write something a lot proper and planned for his bday but once again school has been maddening and this is all I could do! Anyhoooo, Happy birthday to the prettiest boy

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It was like watching a flower bloom during a pleasant spring morning every time Jimin smiled. The way his eyes turned into crescent moons that disappeared as his plump pink lips curved up lighting up the entire world.

You'd known Jimin since he was a little boy, with the same crescent moon eye, bright smile, and a delicate beauty in every movement. Even through his years of inexplicable anger and hot tears, he had looked nothing less than an angel. Growing alongside him felt like having your own guardian angel next to you.

His tenderness mustn't be mistaken for weakness, for Jimin is arguably one of the strongest humans this earth has seen. For someone who could break a log of wood into two with his bare hands and break stages with his sheer presence, he chose to be kind, polite, grateful and tender.

You had stood on the sidelines watching as the world analyzed him, criticised him, adored him and loved him. You remember the nights he was so fragile from withstanding the sheer intensity of the hate from bystanders who'd never understand the art and love that this angel of a boy and his brothers pour out into the world. On the other hand, you had been blessed enough to witness countless tears of epiphany and insurmountable love that millions of people poured onto him. And how gracefully he soaked it all up and gave it back multifold.

Growing up you'd seen Park Jimin be the constant ray of light through the harshest nights of winter. You'd seen his wax and wane like the moon- thriving on borrowed love and happiness when he tried his best to keep his smile afloat in the rampant wave of hate and pain.

You saw the tears that glistened on his bruised face, patching the pieces of wounded hearts around the world. His ability to illuminate rooms and stadiums across the world with love and joy was also why he crawled into your embrace in a frail state. The way his face still lit up, albeit like the shy sun on a harsh winter day, as his body gave out into exhaustion was proof enough that Jimin was the personification of love and everything good and pure in this world.

You never needed words to define what you felt for him, there was no necessity. Jimin had leaned into your touch since the time you had been playing in a kiddy playground in your diapers. Jimin had held you close, the love flowing out of him like the river of gods as he nursed you back to happiness.

The boy who had sat under the stars, pouring out his adoration for the universe, was the same man under the powerful lights with eyes like fire. He was always the same person and no amount of worldly glamour had stopped him from dragging you out to a hilltop at 6 am to watch a sunset right after a strenuous performance just hours prior.

Jimin stood strong as an oak tree. swaying along like the angelic winds of autumn air and caressing bruised hearts with a single smile through hurricanes and storms. Jimin will continue being everybody's angel and your soul. He is the angel that the universe has lent the earth to spread his wings and light up every side he gazes.

You never needed to be in love with Jimin...

Jimin is Love.

Jimin As Your Boyfriend - Secret Gift

Jimin bought you a vibrator online a couple weeks ago, so you can use it whenever he’s away, but he forgot all about it.

Through Hell (A Park Jimin One-Shot)

“If you’re going through hell, keep going.” ~ Winston Churchill

Disclaimer(s): The middle picture of Jimin used in my header is the property of BTS and BigHit, I just edited it a little and put it in the frame. The one on the far left was scanned and edited by @bangtan-sonyeon-scans. I’ve kept their logo/watermark intact and did not touch their edit in any way. The only thing I did was put it in a frame. All credit goes to them for the edit. Please check them out, they do amazing work 💜 I cannot find the owner of the picture on the right. I found the pic on Pinterest and it didn’t have any logos or watermarks on it. I assume the picture belongs to BTS and BigHit, but if someone knows who the original owner is, please let me know so I can properly credit them.

Age Recommendation: 18+ (See warnings, this def isn’t for young ‘uns)

Genre: Angst w/ a happy ending

Warnings: Swears (f*cking duh), straight up abuse including hitting and slapping (do NOT read if you are not comfortable), ANGST.

Word Count: 2.4k (not too bad, not too bad)

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Through Hell (Jimin One-Shot, Angst)

“Could you try to at least be a little personable?” your fiance growled, gripping your forearm tightly.

“I-I’m trying,” you muttered, looking down at the ground.

He pinched your jaw between his fingers, forcing your eyes to his. “Well fucking try harder.”

Dragging you out of the empty hallway, the both of you rejoined the table with smiles much too large to be real. You did your best to please your fiance, making an effort to talk more, laugh louder, and gesticulate frequently. You were the life of the party, the perfect trophy almost-wife, there to socialize and make witty conversation.

You realized you had done your job too well when one of your fiance’s business partners slid a hand over your thigh, chuckling at something you said. You instantly froze, flicking a fearful glance towards your fiance. Rage smoldered behind his dark eyes.

“Fuck,” you thought. You shoved the man’s hand away and abruptly excused yourself to the ladies’ room, practically sprinting away in an attempt to escape.

Too late. A hand closed around your wrist, jerking you to a stop the second you stepped outside.

“What the fuck was that?” your fiance snarled, yanking you close.

You let out a yelp. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“The hell you don’t!”

He released you only to draw a hand back and slap you square in the face, the force of his palm colliding with your cheek causing you to stumble. Your vision blurred as the sting worked its way through your nerve endings, causing your skin to redden.

Your fiance drew his hand back once more when you heard the shout of an unfamiliar voice. “Hey!”

You blinked away your tears just in time to see your fiance whirl around and get punched in the face. He fell to the ground with a groan, his eyes rolling back in his head.

The stranger who’d saved you clambered on top of your fiance, pinning him to the ground. Your fiance struggled, but stilled when he saw the stranger’s fist poised above him, ready to strike. “The fuck is wrong with you?!” the stranger growled. “Didn’t your mommy teach you not to hit?!”

“Get off me!” your fiance grunted.

The stranger reared back and punched him once more, effectively knocking him out. With a heaving chest, he slowly stood up and turned towards you, using his fingers to comb back his messy orange hair. You were still frozen from shock, your mouth parted open, your hands hanging limply at your sides. It wasn’t until the stranger reached a hand out to you when the feeling began returning to your limbs. You closed your mouth and slid your palm into his, surprised at how soft his skin was.

“Hey,” he said. “I’m Jimin.”

“Y-Y/n,” you stuttered, distracted by the way he moved your hands up and down.

“Are you okay?” he asked, leaning down and looking in your eyes.

“I think so.”

Your fiance groaned, causing both of you to look down at him. “He’s coming to,” Jimin said. “We should get out of here. Can I give you a ride?”

“Sure.”

He gave you a small smile, tugging gently on the hand that was still sheathed in his. “C’mon. My ride’s a couple blocks from here.”

You nearly pulled your hand out of his. You didn’t know this guy. Just because he saved you from a brutal beating from your fiance didn’t mean he was a good person. For all you knew, he could be even worse than your fiance.

Then again, what did you have to lose? Your fiance would probably call the cops and get Jimin put in jail, then take you home and beat you senseless. You looked into Jimin’s bright brown eyes, and you saw nothing but sincerity and warmth. That was enough for you. You let him lead you down the steps, around the corner, and away from who was supposedly going to be your terrible future.

You relished in the freedom of getting away, giggling a bit as you both walked down the street still hand-in-hand. Jimin looked at you, nothing but fondness in his eyes. You took a second to look him up and down, appreciating every inch of the handsome man beside you. His bright orange hair stood in stark contrast to his black leather jacket and uber-tight jeans. Silver glinted in both of his ears, but an earring dangled down from just his left ear, giving him an attractive rebel vibe that had your heart pounding.

Wait. You couldn’t think thoughts like this. You were engaged. To be married.

But was it a true promise of marriage when you didn’t love him? When you were forced into betrothal by your controlling father? When you saw no happy future, no light at the end of the tunnel, no escape, no happiness?

“Sorry to barge into your argument like that,” Jimin said, running a hand sheepishly through his hair. “I didn’t mean to interfere, and I know it’s none of my business, but—”

“Don’t apologize,” you interrupted. “Believe me, you saved my ass back there. Temporarily, at least.”

He stared at you. “Don’t tell me you’re going back to that asshole.”

You glanced at the ground. “It’s not like I want to, but… I have no choice.”

Jimin stopped you right there, in the middle of the sidewalk, gently putting a finger under your chin and raising your eyes to his. Such a contrast to the way your fiance would grip your jaw and force you to look at him. “You always have a choice,” he murmured.

You gave him a tiny smile. “Tonight I do. But I don’t know what tomorrow will bring.”

“Look, I know I barely know you,” he said. “But come stay with me. My friends and I can protect you.”

You were taken aback. “You don’t even know me,” you retorted, slipping your hand out of his. “You don’t know who my father is. He’ll find some way to take you out and drag me back home.”

Jimin stepped close. “And you don’t know who I am.”

“I know enough.”

He smirked. “I don’t think you do.”

“I’m still not staying with you.”

“Fine. But the offer still stands.”

You opened your mouth to shoot a reply back, but closed it when a terrifying thought stopped you. They’d already be looking for you.

You grabbed Jimin’s hand once more. “Fine, I’ll stay with you… but just for tonight, alright?”

Maybe giving your fiance the night would give him a chance to calm down. Maybe your father would be so terrified of losing you, he wouldn’t force you to marry that dickbag. Maybe things would simply look brighter in the morning, and would give you the strength to face them both.

Jimin’s smirk widened and he started down the sidewalk once more. “Not far now.”

Jimin’s ‘ride’ turned out to be a motorcycle parked at the very end of the block. I looked down at my tight evening gown, the deep gold color glinting in the dim streetlight. Not exactly the outfit for a motorcycle ride.

“I have a spare helmet,” Jimin said, handing you a black helmet that matched the one he already had on.

“Gimme a minute.”

You reached down and grasped the fabric of your dress between your hands, tearing it away from your legs with a loud rip.

You didn’t miss the way Jimin gawked at your exposed legs. You reached behind you and took the pin holding your hair up out, shaking your curls loose. Jimin’s mouth parted open, causing a blush to swell beneath the skin of your cheeks. “I’ll take that helmet now,” you said playfully, taking it from his grasp and putting it on your head.

Jimin shook his head, closing his mouth. “R-Ready?”

“Yep,” you said as you snapped the clasps underneath your chin together.

You clambered on the back of the motorcycle, sliding your arms around Jimin’s firm torso, relishing in the way his breath hitched as you felt him up. The motorcycle started up with a stuttering roar, and you were off, the wind whipping through your clothes and over your skin, causing your eyes to water.

You didn’t dare close them, though, wanting to remember every second of what might be your last delicious moment of freedom. Jimin weaved between cars, going faster and faster. Your dress flew up, trailing behind the cycle in a wave of gold fabric, revealing more of your skin than you normally would have liked, but tonight? Tonight you didn’t give a damn.

Almost too soon, Jimin stopped in front of a grungy apartment building in a part of town your father or fiance likely wouldn’t dare step foot in. He propped his motorcycle up on its kickstand, and you climbed off of it, gratefully accepting the hand Jimin held out to you. You both took off your helmets, and you self-consciously tried to smooth down your hair at the same time Jimin ran a hand through his once more, combing the soft orange strands away from his face.

And, oh, what a gorgeous face it was. Besides his beautiful brown eyes, you took a moment to appreciate his smooth skin, his high cheekbones, and most of all, his full, pink lips that you longed to rub the pad of your thumb over.

Noticing your stare, Jimin tossed a smirk your way. “Enjoying the view?”

You looked away, a blush dusting your cheeks pink. “Is this where you live?”

“Yep. Come on, let’s go inside.”

Fifteen minutes later, you found yourself wrapped in a blanket, sitting on Jimin’s bed in his tiny studio apartment. He handed you a mug of steaming tea, which you took a sip from despite its hot temperature.

“Thanks,” you said.

“Any time.”

You both were quiet for a moment, sipping from your tea and staring at the kitchenette directly across from you. “Can I ask you something?” Jimin said suddenly.

“Sure.”

“Why were you even with that guy?”

“Who? My fiance?”

Jimin scoffed. “You’re engaged to that asshole?”

I hung my head. “Unfortunately, yes,” you muttered.

“Why? Why not break it off? You clearly know he’s not good for you.”

“Because reasons,” I sighed.

Jimin put a hand over yours. “Tell me.”

You looked up at the ceiling, focusing hard on the bumpy texture to keep the tears at bay. “Because I have to.”

“But you know you don’t, right?”

“You don’t understand. My father is a billionaire who practically owns half this city. Ever since I was little, I’ve been promised to this guy… he’s heir to a company that directly competes with my father’s company. If we marry, our families and companies join, and my father has been promised an extensive partnership with my fiance’s father that will double his assets. He wants to build an empire.”

Jimin’s gaze grew darker with each word. “And you can’t say no? You can’t just walk away?”

You swallowed hard. “I’ve been groomed for the role of perfect wife since I was a child… I have no skills, I’ve never been allowed to do anything for myself. Where would I go?”

“Here,” Jimin said forcefully. “You can stay here. I can help you get a job, teach you how to live in the real world.”

You shook your head. “He would find me. My father would find me and drag me back home. I’d be lucky if he didn’t keep me prisoner until my wedding.”

Jimin stood up and began pacing, striding back and forth, back and forth, over the wooden floor over his apartment. “I know people,” he finally said, looking at you. “People who can… get you a new identity. We might have to change your appearance a bit, but… it could work.”

Your furrowed your brow. “Why?” you whispered. “Why would you do all this for me? You said it yourself, we barely know each other.”

Jimin knelt down in front of you, enfolding your hands in between his. “Because no one deserves to be treated badly,” he said seriously.

That sincere, warm look was back in his eyes, drawing you in, hypnotizing you into a state of resolution. Determination flowed through you, making your blood boil and tingles to break out along your spine. For the first time in your life, you felt your rebellious spirit rise up and possess you, drawing out courage you didn’t even know you had.

You looked deep into Jimin’s eyes and nodded. “Fine,” you said. “We fight.”

Jimin’s full lips turned upward in a smile. “My two favorite words.”

Without warning, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours, causing you to stop breathing. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, but to you, that kiss was your ticket to freedom. It helped you remember what you were fighting for every time life, your ex-fiance, or your father threw a wrench in your plans. It helped you remember exactly who you were, and how much power you held to change your life. It helped you find out what true love actually felt like.

But most importantly, It helped you remember that no matter what hell you were going through, you would do absolutely everything to just keep going.

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A Note From Kutemouse: So I’m a slut for orange-haired Jimin. Yep. Thought you should know that.

Annnnnyways, so this didn’t exactly fulfill the request given, and for that I feel bad, believe me, I do… but I’m sorry, I just can’t write abusive Jimin 🥺 I know that’s a popular thing out there (last I checked, the number one Jimin story on Wattpad was an abusive Jimin au), but I can’t write it. I just can’t see Jimin ever, ever, ever hitting someone or being abusive ever, and writing any BTS member in that light makes me sick to my stomach.

So, once again, I apologize kutie anon. I hope this one-shot is good enough for you to forgive me 💜

Also, please do NOT follow Y/n’s example and hop on the back of some stranger’s motorcycle to go live with him. There are good people in this world like Jimin, but there are also a lot of sketch people. Be safe, use good judgment and common sense.

Love you all 💜

an absolute angel from heaven

he’s an angel if i’ve ever seen one

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Jimin… oh Jimin…. I hope time will go faster for the next 18 months 💛

My Obsession For A Reason

I’ve yet to come across a picture of this man and not save it.

I’ve never seen someone as beautiful as him.

However he’s more than just a pretty face and idol body.

I’m 'obsessed' with him, but I don’t really ‘want him’, I want the best for him.

I want to see him happy in song, happy in dance, happy on stage, happy eating, happy with friends, happy with fans.

I want him to have his peace, protection and privacy.

I want him to have his space and his freedom.

I want him to only hear ‘how can we help you’ and never ‘you can never.’

I want to understand him on the level he feels comfortable with and never make him feel uncomfortable.

I respect him as a public figure and a private person

As a human he’s not always gonna be happy, is gonna make mistakes, is not going to please everyone, will have had misunderstandings, anger, tears etc.

However to know what we do of him, he listens, he learns, he tries to be better and do better. No one that’s spoken of him can ever say he’s not the most selfless person they know, the most emotionally intelligent, the kindest. No one that has spoken of him can deny he gives his all to his friends, his members and his fans.

He does what he can both in private and public for his hometown and his country, to children, schools and foreign aid.

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10 Things Behind BTS Park Jimin, The Charity Angel, Donations - KpopPost

Amid the news about BTS performance and speech at the UNGA, Park Jimin is called as a charity angel for his most recent secret donations.

I love him deeply, as unique and talented artist and a perfectly imperfect human striving to make himself and what he can around him better.

If I only ever have all that he’s given to his fans and supporters I’m still content.

I yearn for anything and everything he shares with us but I yearn for his happiness and security more.

Always with Jimin

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