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Jungkook: "I love you, You are the most important piece in my life, you are not only a piece of my heart, you are my heart. i adore you, i love you, and i need you in every way. I need you, when you sleep i watch you, watch you till the light returns to your eyes holding the beauty of the world within them. I can't unlove you, there is no where for love but you, there is no definition for love but you. you are the definition of me, and i shall be the one for you. I'll love you like a morning breeze that caress the sweet nature of your skin and awaken you from your deep sleep. I'll love you like the sunflower looking for the rays of sunlight to breath, and I'll love you till the world crashes and nothing stays but our souls combined into one. and i shall remind you, from the whispered words drawn on the glass to be shown through a simple gasp of your breath, through mirrors and colors tainting the walls, through notes and messages...and through my fingers sliding over your blooming flowers.
I love you as certain angels are to be drowned, into the hell, right in the arms of the satan. cause where else is heaven, if not your arms."

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appears in 20's
student
rebel extremist
lightning
solarius beta
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21 pilots — doubt
don't know what's inside of me.
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Hi there! honestly, you can call me viv ooc or just my charrie's name. i'm a busy new grad with barely enough time as it is (i'm an admin tho so ofc). I don't really have many rules other than to ask that you be patient with me. i prefer not to be poked anytime before a week's up... you can take all the time you need, but just let me do the same. if you get bored with our plot, we can talk about it! i swear i'm actually sorta nice ;u; i don't like fluff but i can do it if we incorporate another genre. other than that, i'm good with literally anything. let me know if you're not into taboo themes or plot twists, as those are my thing. i prefer winging these days as i take years to plot. please just tag me in a post and i'll get back to you or let me know you wanna rp and i'll wing a starter someplace! good with both 3rd and 1st detailed pov so long as we don't dip into novella. ;;;;;;
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 it's all in the perspective.

what i am, what i do with myself, how i allot THE fragments of my life. Ask a crowd and you're bound to end up with a hodgepodge of answers. So many conclusions, not one of them necessarily right or wrong. Like beauty, the truth's all up to the beholder.

lucky for me, the only truth I'll offer any s to give is the one i follow: we're better than this.

You. Me. Every one of our kind. Essentially, both the hunters and the school are pretty farfetched in their opinions. Wolves aren't meant to just "blend" and they certainly aren't meant to br captured. We're meant to thrive, to take hold of something more satiating than what we've been given. Living on rations, the lot of us... cruddy pieces of fear iron-pressed into "safety". There's nothing safe about this world, so i see no reason to keep living in fear of it. 

When i was a pup, my father said i was "baby blue", not meant to live past weaning age. But i fought. He told me it had nothing to do with love, no nurturing or care took a hand in it. It was simply an act of will; survival and the hopes for it encased in trembling breaths. He told me i'd known there was something greater in me even without acknowledging it. Truth be told, that something is in all of us. 

The only difference lies in what people choose to do with it. Curtail to a future laid out by shrinking back for cover? Or exist while knowing every step you take actually means something... i chose the latter, clearly. Went rogue just like my parents had, if it meant i was free to just be. I admit, though, it was pretty easy to take a liking to people when you let down a few iron walls. Without even meaning or wanting to, i'd crafted a pack of ragtag wolves who felt just like i did. They didn't want to flee any longer; they wanted to fight. 

but i guess it's pretty important to know that not every war hands you its battles. Things got grizzly the more i refused to back down, the more we opted to ignore the hint. I'd lost my fifth man to death before i flung in the towel. I couldn't do it anymore, couldn't see to more carnage carved OUTTA the wreckage of my followers... of my friends. Tumbling off THE grid was easy when i no longer had a family to check-in with. It was staying out of sight that stretched my limits. 

But funny things tend to happen when you change direction, and i wasn't at all expecting to be scouted. They say that wolves don't find the school, the school finds them. But I like to think i met it halfway the moment i was promised strength. They told me i had potential, that with a outlet improvement i could get somewhere. And i guess you could imagine how odd that was to hear as someone who was always told he was already there.

like i said, it's all in perspective... ask anyone why I'm here and you'll get a thousand different answers. I'm here to train, some would say. Others would say, I'm only here for jungkook. Neither would be wrong in any case, but... my time's getting limited. My wolf's restless after all, always had been. I'd say it actually WORSENED the moment the nurse deemed it "feral", but that too is an opinion.

Bottom-line, i don't want to leave yet. I can't. Not til i know I'm strong enough to face the hunters. Not til I'm certain i can singlehandedly protect my mate. Wolves are an age-old power, a birthright overshadowed by things that rely on fear instead of understanding. I can't promise how long i can hold out. I wasn't meant to be coddled or restrained, even my baby knows this. But i like to consider this another challenge i CAN only learn from.

I'm not giving in, though. Comforts like these are as dangerous as they are enticing. Give a man a warm bed and even warmer food and he'll be at your beck and call for a week. But I've tasted starvation before, befriended the chill. I live by my own rules... but it never hurt to play along. 

Ask them what i am. What they think i do with myself.

I'm the man who'll die before ever becoming pavlov's hound. 
 
 
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