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Reblog if you would be devastated if you found out one of your followers committed suicide.

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REBLOG IF YOU HAVE STRETCHMARKS

This way girls and boys can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.

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Reblog if your best friend in real life is also on tumblr and tag him/her in this post to send some love. 💕

Or them if there is more than one.

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Yesterday my therapist used “triggered” in an actual medical context and for a second I honestly thought she was making fun of me before I remembered that it was still a word like. Actual doctors use and not just something shitty people say

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Weaaaaw

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Me.

If you ever think you’re trash,

Just remember 

You’re a trash CAN

Not a trash CAN’T

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Yes.

Concept: Jaemin makes his highly anticipated return from hiatus as a healthy, chubby baby (from virtually no exercise) and we all shower him with nothing but love and support (’:

Reblog if you agree

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I lost a friend because I want to dye my hair “gay liberal colors” (her words) and it sent her on a homophobic tirade. If that’s not a summary of 2017 idk what is.

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Lost chapter 4.2

Suga began to laugh and he ended up looking sour: "Euw, no. Sister. So, before you start asking questions I'll do the story. I have a sister, Aiko, saterday she became 18. I didn't see nor call her because I don't even know if she's even alive." He stoped, to breath and stop some tears from falling down. I really wanted to give him a hug. Jimin, who sat next to him, took his hand and patted his back. Suga took a deep breath and continued. "As you maybe know, is it an older brother's duty to take care of his younger sister, I feel like I failed. So I texted her that she could cone to our concert if she wanted. Now, I'll cover the background story. So we grew up as a happy family, she was this little sunshine and ... yeah ... the sun in our lives. She began to dance when she was small and had this gigantic talent, but that wasn't the only thing, she was extremely gifted in school as well in languages as in math. She studdied almost never because she danced full time and when she was or playing the violin or drawing or matirial arts. It was like she had a talent for every single thing she did. She was my parent's pride, she would do everything. I learned really fast she wasn't really happy with the difficult school she was in, she wanted to do something with arts, something creative. But my parents thought diffrently about that. When I heard her crying at night, I went to confort her but she did the same, we had this special thing. Then at one day, she came home with a paper and she said that she was scouted by the military and could directly begin a special education. It was abroud and ahe really wanted to do that, she would have an other curriculum but would be able to keep her hobbies. My parents discussed it and the next day, the paper was signed and she had her permission. She was going to leave at Sunday morning so she arrived in time to get her first lesson on Monday. The rest of the week, she just skipped school and started to say goodbye at everything and everyone. I can still remember we stayed the whole night up that Saturday and her happy face when she left. Shewrote us every week and everytime there was a little card for me alone. We called a lot, but we missed her enormously. The year ended and she came back for the summerholidays in which she would become 13. She had changed so much. It was unbelieveble. Not bad, just, like she was already grown up. That's what you felt while talking to her. She just talked with us about political stuff. But in her was still the sweet, caring, little sunshine she always was. She couldn't tell us about her school, because she was training to become a secret agent. What she did tell us, was that she really liked it and had this tight group of friends. The holidays went well, untill her birthday (August the 28th). She would leave again, until the winter break. We stayed up again all night and what she tolled me was 'Yoongi oppa, I want to tell you because I like you. I'm not coming back anymore. It's done, over. I hate it here, I hate mom and dad. They're like my daughter studies abroud and stuff. Like it's special. I don't want that. I just thought you would like to know. They don't.' We both started crying, but the next morning, she acted like nothing happened. Her last words in the airport were 'follow your dreams'. She was the one who encouraged me to keep rapping and trying. Everytime I feel like giving up I think about here happy face. And where she is now, how she feels. If she would give up, no, because she's the strongest girl I know from her generation." Suga ended. I think we were all crying. He continued, "I would like to thank her during the concert. Like with pictures and video's, if possible and I would then like to ask her if she could come forward if she wanted, if she came. If not, yeah..." He didn't finish his sentence, we understood.

Time skipp brought by my laziness Aiko's P. O. V. I listened in awe to the concert, Yoongi had grown soo much. He was a grown up now, like his band. I really liked it. After the little pause, they stared with 'I need you' and I had this feeling that he was looking at me and singing the song especially for me. I shook my head in disbelieve and when the song ended they all looked at Yoongi. "I would like you to meet my sister, she's the cutest, nicest and coolest sister a brother could whish. Two days ago was her birthday, I whish I could have tolled her that. But I haven't seen or spoken to her since she was 13..." he stopped a little bit, I was blushing and crying at the same time. I loved him so much and missed him so hard. I really wanted to give this man a hug. The audience oohed and awwwed. He continued when it was quiet again. "So this is for her, and when she's here. Aiko! I love you!" A compilation of pictures and videos was playing, and now I was crying uncontrolebly. When it ended, a picture of me stayed. I burried my face in my hands. Yoongi continued: "This is here right now, well, the most recent picture taken. If you have seen her, please tell me. To do that, you should all shut down your bangtan bomb and when you know something enlighten it so a mic can come to you." I looked up and saw all the lights going out exept five of which one not so far away from me. A crew with a mic ran to the first person it was a girl and she said: "Today, I think she helped me carrying my groceries. She saw I had it difficult and didn't hesitate to help. Afterwards, she didn't ask anything in return except she made me promice to have a nice day." I looked at Yoongi, who was now crying aswell. Another woman spoke: "I'm pregnant and when I droped my car keys in the parking lot, she picked them up for me. Without asking anything, and she whished me a happy life with my future child, you have a sweet sister." I blushed even more, but couldn't stop crying, because now Yoongi was also crying ugly. Why was everyone so nice? I didn't deserve this. The man not so far away from me now talked: "I have a broken leg and she helped me up the stairs of the concert hall. She whished me a good concert. I didn't see her coming in after me." Now, I wanted to scream that I was here and fine. I didn't like to see my brother so hurt, luckily were his members super supportive and getting him through this. The last one were the english girls I helped earlier on.

My brother dried his tears, but when he wanted to continue he started all over again. Namjoon jumped in: "So Suga hyung wants now to sing 'born singer' with everyone. And while we are singing, we could guide Suga's dongsaeng (?) to the stage, because we heard she came for her ticket from the crew." The audience agreed and the music started, why this number? Did Yoongi know this was one of my favorites, but I also always cried when I heard this number. I couldn't keep it together, I thought my tears ran our, but no. There were still plenty. They all began to sing, I breathed deeply and stood up. I felt the people around gaze at me, I gave them all a big smile, while the tears were still coming down. I faced the stage and jumped from the balcony down into the court. I love my military training for this. I began to sing with them. All the people around my landing place moved to make a free path to the stage, I couldn't stop crying and then my brother saw me. He looked me in the eyes and I started to run towards him. A/N - and fell on her face. Okay. That's what would happen if it was me, but it isn't so we're fine. I hope you guys liked it and see you next Wednesday. Questions below. And with who would you ship her. I have honestly no idea anymore.

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Lost chapter 4.1

A/N - Hi, I'm back. While re-reading the last chapter, I found a major mistake. Jimin has no legs, still he jumps up to salute Aiko. Uhm, that's a little bit of a problem. *akward laugh* Okay, justts imagine I wrote: he sat up and saluted. Okay. Now that's over. Let's get started. Oh, I love you all and there will be swearing in this chapter. Bye. Aiko's P. O. V. I sat down on my place, it was this huge concerthall with standing places on the 'court' and sitting places on the 'balcony'. I felt proud, I followed his career and supported him as much as possible. Now I'm back and stable, I will be able to support him even more. I smiled when the lights faded out and the people grew quiet. ???? P. O. V. Time skip backwards? So, yeah, back in time I woke up with my clothes on, sh*t. Okay. I opened up my phone and saw the contact of my sister still open, I really wanted to see her again. My roommate was already awake and reading through directions for tomorrow's concert. I would ask him about the tickets. "Hey Jin hyung, I have a question." He looked up and smiled at me, "Good morning, Yoongi. Please ask." "Is there a possibility to hold a ticket apart for a family member and that she could pick it up at the counter or anything?" He thaught and answered: "I guess so, that PD-nim holds some tickets back for family. You should ask him and give her name. Is about that girl in your phone. Sh*t, he saw it. I guess it's maybe time to be honest about my sister. "Yeah, I'll tell you guys in the meeting." I stood up, gave him a week smile, what he returned, and I went to take a shower. When I came downstairs, breakfast was ready and I called everyone downstairs. The atmosfere was tensed because everyone new this was an important performance, a lot of family would be coming and nobody wanted to screw this up. We drove to Bighit and gathered up in the meeting room. I prepared to do an explanation and waited until everyone arrived. Jin's P. O. V. Suga was so not here today. (I couldn't find the word sorry, I'm mean like with his attention Suga's not fully there). He was thinking about something, hopefully he would share it so we could think together. We mainly discussed transport and last preparations for the concert. In the end, invited family finaly came up. We where about to end when Yoongi finaly spoke up. "Euuhm, I would like ti say and ask something." Everyone looked at him and encouraged him to say more. "Is there a ticket left for a family member?" The manager looked through his papers and he said: "Not in the family place, but there's just a ticket left if he or she doesn't mind beeing in between the fans. What's the name, than he should just ask." He took a deep breath, I know everyone was thinking about his brother or so. "The name is Min Aiko." Everyone stared at him and Junkook asked: "A girl, you have a wife?"

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Lost Chapter 3.3

I jumped on my bike and started to eat an apple. It was now 16:00. Time for a little break. I cycled to a little park and settled me in the sun. There I ate some fruits and my Mars. I laid down and fel asleep. I woke up when I felt rain falling down on my face. I quickly gathered everything and ran to a dry place. I looked at my phone and saw 17:00. Wow, I slept for one hour, I looked around me and saw this group of girls. One of them was crying. The others where also almost crying, but tried to keep strong. The came to the pent and also rested where I was hiding from the rain. I couldn't bear watching the girl cry, so I walked over to them and asked if I could help. They all looked at me and one of them said in broken Korean "We're here for Bangtan, but we can't find the place." I smiled and realised these where tourist, here to see BTS. "English. Do you speak English?" I asked them. They all nodded thankfully. "Yes, we're from America and flew over to see their concert, but we can't find the street and concert hall." The same girl answered. "Okay, I can explain. It's actually nit that far from here, wait I think I have a map somewere." I looked through my bag and found one, the girl who was crying started to dry her tears. I offered her a tissue and she accepted it thankfull. I drew out the way and pointed out some good places to eat. "So we're here now, you should just walk out the street, then follow the water and cross the third bridge. Then the highest building is the concert hall. These circles are place where you can get a good meal." The not longer crying girl said "Oh my god. Thank you. We needed that English. We all can speak a bit Korean, but... it didn't really work our. How can we thank you? And by the way, you're English is great." I smiled, "Thank you, you don't have to thank me. I should thank you for supporting my family." They all bowed and I bowed back, "Thank you again, my name is Alexandra, by the way." I gave her the brightest smile I had, "I'm Min Aiko, nice to meet you. But I really need to get going. Have a nice concert." I said bowing. I left them dumbfounded and ran to my bike. A girl was being clumsy with her chain, I helped her. I really missed helping people in my city. I think in the end, I helped over 70 people. It was crossing the road, carrying things to a car, mental stuff, caling an ambulance, etc. So the time flew by. I ate the rest of my food and cycled to the concert hall. I went to the counter and saw a poster that they were still searching some stundents for jobs. I waited in line. It was my turn. "Hi, how can I help you?" The girl behind the counter asked. "So I would like to register me for the job." I said. "Okay, fill in this form and we'll contact you back." I filled in the form and gave it back. "Here you go, and there should be a ticked for Min Aiko?" I asked. She smiled at me and nodded. "Here you go, have a nice concert." I thanked her and went to my place. I took my phone and it was 19:45. A bit too early, but that was no problem. I smiled and waited, after the concert, I am going to say hi. A/N - Done. Questions below. See you next Wednesday.

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Lost Chapter 3.2

Time skipp brought by my need to watch kpop videos I entered the school, so I'm going to join in the last year. Hopefully they don't make a big fuss. I searched my way to the secratary and asked where I could register me for the new year. They led me to the headmaster. I knocked on his door. "Come in." I opened the door and walked in, I bowed and said "Hi, I'm Min Aiko, I would like to register for the next year." He nodded "Come further, okay. I'm going to ask you some questions and then I'll see if you can join." He gestured I could sit down. "Okay, sir. Before you start I would like you to read this, if you don't mind." I gave him the papers of the military. He read through it all (he can read really fast). "So, Aiko. That is all fine by me, but we only except the best, so why do you think you can join us?" I thaught a bit. "So, since I already had all 'normal' subject. I would only join for dance, art and music. I am dancing since I'm four, I think I can draw, but I'm here to learn more and I play multiple instruments. I would give everything to just learn more. Or to be able to practice with a group of people who equally like the things they're doing." I concluded. "Can you prove your so said skills?" I nodded and took a stick. "On this stick are dance covers, music covers, paintings and drawings." I said. He looked me in the eyes, I looked back. "I like your look and answers, you can keep your stick and your welcome in september. Come to me in when the first bel rings. And sign this paper." I signed the paper, thanked him, bowed and left.

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Lost Chapter 3.1

A/N - Guess what. It's wednesday. And I'm doubting if I'm spelling everything right. Okay. Really, thank you for even taking your time to read this...euhm...thing. Ok. Bye. Aiko's P. O. V. My alarm went of. Ugh. Why is my phone so far away?!? But I really had to get up and fix a job and school. But therefore I had to get up. I rolled of my matress and the floor was so cold! Now I was awake. Definetly. I walked to my phone and shutted the alarm off. 07:13. Okay, I lost 13 minutes. I ran to my bathroom. Showered really fast, jumped into my clothes, kinda. I firstly had to pass by my agency for papers and stuff, to proof I'm still alive and so on. I took my backbag and started to throw in random stuff I would need like wallet, phone, headphones, pen, paper, pencil, etc. But also handknife (you never know), small survival kid and some first aid stuff. I walked downstairs and realised I maybe had to get some food. I took my bike and cycled to the supermarked. There, I bought six apples, three bananas, some crackers and a mars. I walk a bit more around and decided I should probably have something fir tonight and tomorrow morning. I just took the basics like rice, vegetables, milk and cereal. I paid and jumped back on my bike. Then I drove to the headquarters of the military in Seoul, there I took a number (457) and waited for my turn, it was now number 277. This is going to be a long wait. I took out my phone and when I opened it, my brothers text came up. I decided to take a look at the concert, when and where. Tonight, 8 o'clock and in the big concert hall (just imagine a fancy Korean name). I could make it, if school wasn't doing difficult.

Time skipp braught by loud people on my tram Beep. "Number 457 can go to room 6." I stood up and walked to room 6. There was this small, grey dude. "Name" he demanded. "Min Aiko." He jumped up and saluted, while screaming "Min Aiko! Captain!" I smiled at him, "Please, Jimin take a rest. You know I don't like formal salutes. How are you?" I said while giving him a salute back and we both sat down. "I'm fine, ma'm. Thanks to you, I have a secratary job here. Thank you so much. After I lost my legs, I thaught I would never have a job again." I smiled at him and said. "You can just call me Aiko, and stop thanking me. It was no problem. So could you tell them that I'm alive. Oh, and could you print out papers for school and student job?" He opened his computer and started looking for the good papers. There where papers for secrecy, but also things like verifications I already graduated for certain courses. He looked at me with interest "So, Aiko. Which school are you going to choose?" I looked at him, "If they accept me, the DAM School (got the Percy Jackson reference?) and I hope I can take the full option without 'normal' courses. And as a job, maybe something in a concert hall or so..." He nodded, "We'll see eachother again, out of my buisness hours. I have your number so we'll text. Now, good luck with convincing the school." I thanked him and left. A/N - So if guys are wondering, this school doesn't really exist. I just improvised something. DAM stands for Dance, Art and Music. She's in her last year of secundairy school. So I guess she's around 17 and 18. But she's really grown up for her age, if you didn't know her age, she could easily pass for 20 till 22. Oh, and if you're following dates, I'm going to change her birthday into August. So now she can start like a normal stundent in stead of joining somewhere in March. Bear with me. Thanks. End.

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Lost chapter 2.1

Time skip brought by my frozen fingers A/N - From now on is everything in korean and when said things are bold it's English. End. I landed safely and left to pick up my stuff. I had to get it somewhere else and walked my way there. There was a little room, I knocked on the door and I heard a voice say "Aiko is that you?" I opened the door and saw the old man sitting in his chair, reading a book. This is Tom, he's the special agent control guy (I hope you get that). He gave me my luggage back and I asked how his wife Mari was, she was the person whi accompanied me when I was still a minor. "She's good, you have her blessing, she said me to gibe you this. Selfmade biscuits as a welcome present." Tom answerd laughing, giving me a beatifull box, filled with chocolat chip cookies. I thanked him and he proposed to drop me and my bags by my appartment, his hours where over and he needed to pass there. I thanked him again and we drove to my appartment. "Don't forget to visit and hopefully I don't see you back at the airport!" I laughed and thanked him again. I would certanly visit him. I lived at the 7th floor, after I parked my bike, I took the elevator to my appartment. I went inside and found it just as I left it. I droped my bags in my room and sat down in the sofa. I plugged in my now dead phone and saw I had a message. I opened it and I almost droped my phone in surpise, my brother texted me. Did he know I was back? Nah, impossible. He doesn't even know if I'm alive or not. I read his text: Hey Aiko,this feels weird. I don't even know if you're alive. It's just to wish you a late birthday and also, we perform next monday, I left a ticket for you at the entrance, just say your name. If your in town, it would be nive if you came. I hope to see you soon and I really miss you, greetings your big brother. It was now sunday, I could still go. I decided to think about it tomorrow and closed my phone. It walked to my room, unpacked my bags and went to sleep. A/N - DONE. See you next wednesday. Oh and I'll try to post my character lists...

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Lost chapter 2.1

A/N - So, hi. I'm back. Haha, first: I'm not promising anything but I think that Wednesday evening will kinda be my upload moment. Then secondly: sorry for the long wait, but my hollidays where a disaster. Thirdly: I hope you enjoy the next chapter of my fanfic. Fourthly: thanks for my enthausiastic friends who keep encouraging me and are already making fanart. I feel really flattered. Fifthly: let's get started. Aiko's P. O. V. I woke up with a smell of fresh bread and coffee. I saw that some people where still sleeping, we never moved to our rooms. Everyone just had brought their blankets to the living and we all slept here. I thaught about yesterday, about the suprise party. About the mission. All this shit for just a stick. My bosses are weird. At least I was able to see my friends again. I laid back down, not wanting to get ready. We all had to be at the airport around 19:00. I thaught about my past and how I would explain this to my brother. So I imagined him standing in front of me and I think this is what I would say: So, I'm part of a special agency. You remember I changed schools and I only came home during the christmas period and summer holidays. It's since then I started training for this 'job'. I couldn't tell you a thing because we were a secret agency back then. Now we're just an agency. So we're with 13 in total, 4 girls and 9 boys. We should've been with 20 but we lost 7 kids during our training. Our squat/regiment thing is called KM, it's short for KillerMachine. We have 2 higher bosses, they arrange the missions and the team. Five years ago, we graduated and since then our free time was gone. It was from one mission to another. Sometimes even 3 at the same time. Now our last bog mission is done. We have a meeting planned every changing of seasons and we all got our mission for back home. I can't tell you what my mission is but - Jenny stoped my silent monologe by blasting Hangin' Tree by Queens of the Stone Age through the speakers (that's a good song). All the people who were awake started to sing with while waking up the rest. We were done by the end of the nummer and the album kept playing during breakfast. We cleaned up the appartment and packed our bags. We switched every half hour for music choice. I felt weird, I was sad I had to leave my friends, but I was happy to go home. I missed my family and friends back home. We were done around midday and decided to go out for lunch. We all travelled by bike, that was fasted. We stoped for a little café and installed us.

Time skip braught by a full stomack After our meal we went for the last time to our dance room. A/N - Sorry for the interuption, but this needs explanation. The KM squad is obsessed by kpop. Aiko is dancing from the moment she was able to walk (no maybe she was like 5 or so). They're this super trainnes team and all know how to move their body perfect. So they set a dance and practice the choreo first by themself and then try to set it together. They do both male and female dances and different groups. Okay, that's that. Bye. End. We practiced Superfly by 24k, No more Dream by BTS, Hero by Monsta X, Bang Bang Bang by Big Bang, Adore U by Seventeen, Rough by Girlfriend, Hate by 4minute and TT by Twice. (So that's for the last two monts, they can basically do almost every dance). It was now record time. We recorded the different dances, Fillippo had set a dress code and made everyone look cool. We finished around six and cycled back to our appartment to pick up our luggage (which contained bags, bikes, instruments and hand luggage). Sébastien had arranged three vans who came to pick us up and bring us to the airport. We checked in together and had to say goodbye. All our airplanes departed around the same time, we held it short, and splitted up in little groups. Jenny, Tanaka and I had to fly to Tokyo, where they were put. I had to take a connection to Seoul.

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I really love this

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Why You Should Always Wear Your Helmet.