forum BTS roleplay. this does include some topics you might not be comfortable with. *read at your own risk
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@KawaiiCuteness003

Jimin was limp in his hug, before straightening with a small gasp. "Y-you shouldn't be here…you have to get ready for your comeback Jimin…!" She got worried about him, despite the headache making her see double.

@KawaiiCuteness003

Kris looked at the calendar behind him and noticed he was right. She lets out a small whimper as she holds a hand to her pounding head. She looked back at the calendar. That's why she had the wine…yesterday was her 21st birthday. Everything starts becoming dizzy again, as she closes her eyes.

@Anarchists_Guild

"oh my god… I am so so so so sorry! oh my god, please forgive me! I just had so much going on, I totally forgot!" jimin ranted as soon as the realization hit.

@Vuclan-is-tired

Mar sighs as she exits the interview. That was embarrassing and degrading. "You'll be alright, right?" Her boss asks. She nods. "I'll be fine." She says. "I'm heading home." She walks swiftly outside, trying not to cry.

@KawaiiCuteness003

Kris blinks, to hold back the tears threatening to fall from the both the pain, and him forgetting. "I-It's alright…you were busy…I understand…it doesn't matter anyways…" She whispers, not looking at him, so he won't see the tears.

@Anarchists_Guild

"yes, Kris, it does matter. it was your 21st birthday for god's sake! I promise I will make it up to you. that drink lana gave you should start having an effect really soon, so when you feel better we will do whatever you want and then I'll make us a nice, romantic dinner and we can watch a movie after. how's that sound?" Jimin suggested.

@Anarchists_Guild

lana sighed as she checked her phone again. the message sent to Yang still saying unread. she decided to go home and change and then to take go to the park, once she arrived in her black long sleeved shirt with a Green Day logo, black Jeans, black combat boots, and her freshly dyed silver hair in two long French braids that reached the small of her back. she knew she looked kinda scary seeing as she had 8 ear piercings, one on the side of her nose and the fact that she always wore dark makeup when she wasn't in littlespace. she sighed and settled for going to the local Science Museum. she made her way there when she noticed a familiar face.

@Vuclan-is-tired

She cries softly as she rushes home, feeling embarrassed and hurt. She hated every emotion coming out of her eyes. She was supposed to be strong. She was supposed to be that sweet, loving and motherly person people could look to. She lets a sob exit her lip before she makes it to her apartment. She enters her home and slams the door shut, shaking and crying as she sinks to her knees. She hated that. Every second of it.

@m1dn1g7t_ri0ts_13

Yang was locked in a state of pure terror. Tears streamed down her face and she was hyperventilating. Her face was tingling and she knew that if she couldn't slow her breathing she'd pass out. Calm down., she tried to tell herself, but it did nothing to help. I can't. It's still there. Make it go away. Everyone stared at her, but it didn't matter. Nothing else mattered. "Just look away.", she barely heard the woman say. "I can't!", Yang shouted. The woman set a binder over the odd tile. No! Don't go! It's still there! She aggressively tried to move the binder, but the woman held it in place. Yang responded with a blow to the woman's jaw. "Bring it back! It can't go until I fix it!" The woman stumbled back and Yang tossed away the binder. She scratched and picked at the tile. Her nails broke and blood sprung up from underneath. People were trying to pull her away, but she fought like her life was on the line. "No!", she screamed…
…She didn't realize the effect of what she had done until afterword. She had apologized to the woman and everyone in the restaurant. But it wasn't her fault. Yang was trapped in her own world. And the culprit had a name- OCD.

@KawaiiCuteness003

"yes, Kris, it does matter. it was your 21st birthday for god's sake! I promise I will make it up to you. that drink lana gave you should start having an effect really soon, so when you feel better we will do whatever you want and then I'll make us a nice, romantic dinner and we can watch a movie after. how's that sound?" Jimin suggested.

"Jimin…I-…I said its fine…you don't have to worry about it…" Kris whispers, finally looking up at him, tears shining in her eyes. "It doesn't matter oppa…" She mumbles. It did matter to her, but she didn't want to make him feel bad. She scoot over in the bed, tugging on his arm as if telling him to lay next to her.

@Anarchists_Guild

foster mom. that was the only thing she heard the voices in her head scream as the memories poured into her mind. (foster mom is called Talia) Talia noticed Lana and made her way over to her. "long time no see, slave." she grinned wickedly. Lana couldn't speak. the last time she saw her foster parents was the day she ran away. they lived in America. that's over 6,000 miles away. she finally found her voice"w-why are you here? just to torture me again? huh? well here's some news for you: I haven't seen nor heard from you in years and I'd like to keep it that way, so wit that, I am leaving!" Lana turned to walk away but she was stopped when Talia grabbed her wrist, turned her around and slapped her. Lana was in shock. "how dare you! that is no way to talk to your mother!" Talia yelled. people turned heads but continued walking. "Mother? MY MOTHER IS DEAD! how dare YOU! you have no right to call yourself my mother, especially after everything you've done to me!" she screamed back. Lana ran and ran and ran. she finally stopped running and collapsed in the middle of the woods. she sobbed. she sobbed so hard, her tears mixed with makeup and ran down her face like rivers.