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meowmk · 17 days
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i got piercings so here’s nct crack tweets part 5
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lemonflavoreddishsoap · 7 months
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no one asked for this but I'm writing it anyway. Also time doesn't exist in this thing, that or Ghiaccio's computer time travelled
Ghiaccio with an S/O who plays Papa's Freezeria on his computer
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This was it. The biggest step in your relationship thus far. No, not marriage.
Ghiaccio agreed to share his computer with you.
You didn't have one of your own and amongst other expenses you just never got around to buying one. So, with a lot of deliberation and building trust, he sent you a message saying that you could make an account on his. You would have to wait until he got home though, so he could show you how.
Unfortunately, you either didn't read or disregarded that last part of the message, and with a childlike glee flung yourself to his desk, loudly click clacking the keys and brute forcing your way into figuring out his password. You must have woken it up from it's sleep because there was nothing open when you got in. Then, you sat back and tapped your chin for a while...what exactly were you going to do first?
Then, like a prophetic vision from God, a wave of nostalgia brushed across your body, making you literally shiver. A flash of color and music and ice cream played in your mind. The name "Papa..." escaped your lips in a longing sigh.
In a flash, you've got google open, searching up Coolmathgames. Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. THE LINK IS PURPLE. Racing through the website, briefly noticing an account signed in, and nearly breaking the mouse as you clicked on the link for "Papa's Freezeria".
....HE HAS A SAVE FILE!! RANK 20!??? When the hell does he have the time to play this??
Despite your sense of curiosity absolutely HOWLING, you knew you had already snooped more than enough, so making your own save file it is, you suppose.
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Has it been an hour? Maybe two? Who knows, there's no use in me asking anyways because the time certainly hasn't crossed your mind. You're glued to the game, having a nearly perfected strategy executed with each and every cartoon-y costumer. You probably don't even remember whose computer you're playing on - this reality and the reality of Freezeria have entirely merged to you.
At least, that's the case before you feel one hand clamp down on the back of your chair, and another landing on top of your own hand that's gripping the mouse.
"I thought I told you to wait?"
Ghiaccio is clearly restraining himself, there's a rasp in his voice that you only hear when he's giving his all to not shout. Your lips are sealed shut, unsure how to justify your current situation. He must have then taken a good look at the screen because next thing he said was-
"And why the FUCK are you playing THAT!?"
Shit, you legit didn't have an answer. As he's standing there giving you a weirded out look, you remember the hypocrisy in his anger. You stutter wildly, still trying to reach for some explanation, as you duplicate the tab to start the game again - you swear you see his face drop. You point at his save file with a "huh!!" sound, and suddenly he's red in the face, hand retreating from on top of yours as if the contact suddenly burned him.
"Fine!! Whatever. Just finish the fuck up and..." he groans. It always feels good to embarrass him, and plus you know he can never stay mad at you for long.
"I will, I'm almost done with this day. Last order," you promise, clicking back to your original tab and getting right back to work. Ghiaccio has nothing else to do but stand and watch you play. What you don't see is his face slowly contorting in disgust as you sloppily dump toppings over the dessert.
"That's not how you place the cherries!!! That one's supposed to be centered, and the other two have to be NEATLY placed apart! They're gonna fucking hate it!" Ghiaccio exclaims, stabbing the screen with his index finger. You roll your eyes, it definitely doesn't surprise you that he's a perfectionist in this video game.
You both watch in anticipation as the costumer tastes their ice cream, and when a 72% score appears over the "top station" button you let out a cheer. You swivel your chair to face Ghiaccio and gesture to the screen, "see? they liked it!!"
He scoffs at the score, "it sure wasn't deserved."
"What!?" you put a hand on your chest in fake-hurt, "how dare you. Louie would never treat me like this!!"
Ghiaccio blinks at you with wide eyes, needing several long seconds to process what you just said.
"...Since when were you on a one-name basis with Papa Louie!?"
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indijoon · 2 years
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+ bonus
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✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
bangtan + the internet (2/?)
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‘Butter’ Jacket Shoot Sketch Day One - RM, Jin, and j-hope
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kuuipobangtan · 2 months
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Something about these two sets of photos gives me the same energy
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uncaught-coolfish · 1 year
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ruby commits su *checks notes* ahem drinks the tea and minutes later wbyj is back to go smileys huggsies yippee! im at my breaking point
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daemour · 1 year
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Transitive Property Best Friend (Hoseok x Reader)
Pairing: Hoseok x Reader (open-ended)
Genre: Fluff, light crack
Word Count: 1341
Warnings: Light cursing
Summary: A questionable halloween party gone wrong lands you with your best friend and his best friend. As a result, you three start a new tradition to spend your halloweens doing something new (and equally as dumb) each year. But one year, one of them can’t make it. you’re stuck dealing with halloween with your best friend’s best friend (who is your best friend by default).
Written for @btswritingcafe‘s Horrorwood exchange! @meirkive i hope you like this lackluster fic T-T i really wish i could have done more but october was so crazy i wasnt able to. Next time!! Here is the playlist i listened to while writing this!
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“I don’t like this idea,” you say unsteadily. But of yours, your idiot friends don’t care that they are basically breaking and entering an abandoned, publicly condemned, and forgotten building (and yes, you know the irony of those two statements) to find ghosts. A highly improbable idea that you know will only end badly.
You need to find new friends.
You aren’t particularly close to almost all of them, but you decide that maybe the sanest person, Yoongi, will be your new buddy. He seems just as excited about this idea as you are, only coming along to be entertained by the idiotic actions of your mutual friends.
This is how you ended up with the most annoying best friend you’ve ever had in your entire life. But that’s what best friends are for. Sure, he sleeps through your calls. Sure, he makes fun of you for needing a step stool to reach the napkins. (But honestly, who the hell puts napkins above the refrigerator? He needs a step stool too!) But he’s also there for you at your worst and always checks in with you.
He and his other best friend who also was at that haunted house break-in as you all affectionately call it (who is also technically now your best friend through some transitive property bull that you vaguely remember from math class) make up your small circle of close friends. Although you have to admit, you don’t know his best friend as well as you should.
But that didn’t matter, because when Yoongi is around the three of you have enough fun that the slight awkwardness between you and Hoseok isn’t palpable. He was like the glue holding you three together, and none of you minded that.
Every Halloween, the three of you would gather and do something completely unrelated to Halloween. Maybe it was a fuck-you to the party that brought you three together, or maybe you had never really thought about doing anything festive.
But this year, that changed.
“What do you mean you can’t make it?” You’re upset, and Yoongi can hear it through the phone call. “Are you not feeling well?”
“No,” Yoongi says, voice crackly over the phone. “I just…have a preoccupation. I’m really sorry, I know this is like…our thing. If you want, you can still do something with Hobi. I’m sure he’ll be happy to.”
You sigh. “It’ll be fine. We can just do something next week to make up for it. Don’t worry about it.”
He makes a sound of disbelief. “If you’re sure,” he says carefully. “I’ll see you guys later then. We can plan something on the weekend.”
"Fine by me, I'll see you later." You hang up the call and immediately collapse onto your couch. You’re grumpy now.
Okay, sue you, you don’t like when friends bail last minute, especially when it’s something that has been planned for well over a month. But Yoongi is your best friend so you can let it slide this time.
With a groan, you roll onto your side and make a grab for the tv remote. If nothing exciting is happening then you’re just going to become a couch potato for the night and watch some Netflix. And then you’re going to eat that s’mores ice cream you saved for a rainy day. If you can’t hang out like normal, then you’re going to have a fun night at least.
You get through three episodes before a knock sounds on your apartment door. A quick glance at the clock tells you that a good few hours have passed and it’s just about time for the trick-or-treaters to start their route.
“Just a minute,” you call out, detangling yourself from your blanket and grabbing the pumpkin bucket you have for the kids in your apartment.
As you swing your door open, the words “happy halloween” die on your tongue as you stare at Jung Hoseok at your door in a…questionable Dracula costume. You’re pretty sure the cape is made of duct tape.
“Trick or treat!” You stare at him and Hoseok’s smile falters just a moment before it’s back and even brighter than before. “Hi! Surprise! Yoongi cancelled on us, so I thought we’d just hang and have a fun night and show him what a loser he is.”
“Extremely tempting. Come in,” you laugh and step aside. Your place is a little messy, but not so much that you’re embarrassed about it. “Make yourself at home. You can help yourself to whatever‘s in the fridge or cupboard.”
Hoseok had been over so many times when your house had been picked for hangouts that he looks almost at home. You can’t blame him either, you’re exactly the same way at his and Yoongi’s shared flat. Speaking of which… ”Do you know why Yoongi cancelled? Since you’re his roommate and all.”
“Mmh, looking for that juicy tea? Unfortunately, I’m sad to report that I haven’t been told any more than you have. Hey, do you have any of that yummy fruit salad cup things that you had last time?”
You laugh at his unfailing ability to jump from conversation to conversation and you walk over and point at the side door. “In there. I always keep myself well-stocked, you know me and my fruit salad addiction.”
While he occupies your kitchen, you stand there a little awkwardly. You don’t know what to say, what to do. You’re glad for the company, of course, but it’s just so weird to have only Hoseok here that you’re socially freezing up.
“So, what were your plans on Halloween before I showed up and blessed you with my presence?” Hoseok asks before popping a spoonful of fruit into his mouth.
You hum, finally taking a seat on your kitchen island across from him. “I was just watching my favourite Halloween show. So nothing too important.”
“Ooh, which show?” And he’s opened a can of worms.
“The Haunting of Hill House! It has great storylines and the characterisation is amazing. I watch it every Halloween. And the soundtrack is phenomenal. I didn’t think it would be my cup of tea since I don’t really watch a lot of movies or shows, but the opening really drew me in and I’ve been hooked since.”
Hoseok smiles. “You could be a rapper with how you said all that in one breath. I’m honestly not the biggest fan of horror movies, but it sounds like you really enjoy it. What else are you into?”
“I absolutely love Hank Green.” You can’t help but giggle, slightly embarrassed. “Not something you’d expect, but his science videos are always so interesting, and since I don’t know a lot about it, his videos are always easy to follow. I could spend all day just browsing his videos. And libraries! I’m completely obsessed. I’d love to work in one someday.”
“That sounds cool, though. It’s cool that you take such an interest in that. I think furthering one’s knowledge is an admirable quality.” Hoseok punctuates his sentence with another spoonful of fruit. “I’m glad we’re hanging out. I feel like we don’t know each other that well even though we see each other far too much for that.”
You purse your lips. “That’s true. I guess we only really hang out when Yoongi’s here too, and I’m sure we hang out with Yoongi separately a lot too.”
“We do.” Hoseok nods and silence prevails again. It’s still awkward, but not like before. “Well. This has been great. He’ll be totally jealous of me eating your fruit cups.”
For some reason, that makes you laugh more than you should. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you be this sarcastic, to be honest. We should definitely hang out more.”
Before you can respond, the doorbell rings and you make a leap for the candy bowl that lay forgotten on the coffee table. “Holy shit I forgot it was Halloween” you hiss and Hoseok almost falls out of his seat laughing. A great start to your (actual) friendship.
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wariodemambo · 7 months
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❝ Used to have a castle, y'know, ❞ He leaned into Pap's squishy form which he was currently glued to. ❝ 'N not the one I stole from MAAAARIO. I mean a real, one-hundred percent WARIO OWNED castle! Gold, gold everywhere you could see. ❞ He waved his hand for dramatic effect. ❝ 'N now I'm stuck in THIS dump, doing THIS stupid task allllll for a guy who's gonna yell at me when its done. ❞
Grumble, grumble...
❝ ... But the thing they ain't tell you about castles is that you need to HIRE a buncha LOSERS to keep'em taken care of. Everyday! WHAT A RIP OFF! So I GUESS this is ain't that bad... ❞
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ellovett · 2 years
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grgrgr rlly small collection of wips this is NOT FUNNY !!!!
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twst lumiere and portfest heng here i come 💔
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twogyuu · 8 months
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my lay out so badass lol
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araiz-zaria · 1 year
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Most Satanic Admiral... GO! 💀🌊🔥
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(Suffren is the one on the left, King on the right)
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pocketramblr · 2 years
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Wrist soulmate, anyone edition is amazing. I love how the quirkism(?) actually backfires on the commission when they decide to ignore Izuku. How did Izuku manage to become positive soulmates with Toshinori though? Also were they soulmates in the original AU? i looked through the tag but couldn't find anything.
- izuku doesn't have Toshinori in the original au, no, because if he did then Toshi would tell him during the beach training that the shorter list has to be the positive one, which would ruin the fun later of Iida, Shinsou, and Todoroki
- Toshi in the original has Nana, David, and Izuku
- but Izuku can have Todoroki and Toshinori on his positive side here because then he can meet Shoto through Anyone like normal, become friends, realized Snowdrift is one of his soulmates. Then he kinda keeps an eye out for a Toshinori Yagi, but doesn't outright look for him because he's got a vigilante empire to run
- Izuku steals OfA, and suspects from the encounter that All Might must have his name on his soulmate side.
- Todoroki is like "wait do you think that means he's Yagi -" but Izuku's strongest skill in Anyone aus is denial so he's just like "don't be ridiculous of course not we could never have such a positive bond. Yagi has to be someone else, soulmates don't always match up on both people"
- this is true, but even if Izuku was right, All Might still had his name. Todoroki sighs and goes along with it because he knows how Izuku is
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imaginepostingonmain · 9 months
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what do you think our dear mikey will find in old brush valley? (ooooold brush valleyyy i wonder what it is about that placce)
a comprehensive list of things one can find in old brush valley (if they decide to look hard enough):
1. a computer. *
2. onesself - the moral rectitude you have been seeking, the truth of one's nature. their meaning of life, as it were. the ability to look yourself in the mirror and truly know what is looking back.
4. onesself. again, but borne anew. perhaps a whole other person; perhaps not. how many mike walters' does it take to look in a mirror? how many are looking out?
5. someone you knew. it's best to not look too long. it's best to still know you knew them than to know nothing at all.
6. nothing. **
3. oneself. well, perhaps it's best not to speculate. that's certainly someone's mangled corpse- perhaps we'll imagine it's yours. isn't that easier? isn't that simpler?
7. a low area of land between hills or mountains, typically with a river or stream flowing through it.
7(a). presumably, also some old brush. or an old brush?
8. ten pounds of crack cocaine
8 (additional). eleven pounds of crack cocaine. the supplier visited in the meantime. strange man, never witnessed. very good at his job.
9. a base of government operations, the likes of which require a position benefitting michael's. ***
10. a surprising lack of any such base of government operations, and thus any requirement for a position benefitting michael's.
11. finance jimmy. you all know him, you all love him, as my sibling amended. he really gets everywhere, doesn't he?
12. you're still here?
13. oh, dear. alright. i concede.
14. one's own, imminent, immediate, bloody, messy, and, let's be frank about this now, wholly unfair death.****
* not necessarily a supercomputer, mind you. rather a mediocrecomputer. a so-so computer, if you will.
** don't you remember? there was nothing there. nothing at all.
*** the usage of 'michael' here is simply a formality. right now, all variations of the mike name are interchangeable. at least, until they start becoming different people.
**** 'frank' is the name of the supplier. he's known for stating things bluntly. always heard, never seen, is our frank. wasn't always like that, though.
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eru-vande · 1 year
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who's your bias? 😍
aaaaaaah that's such a difficult question tho 😂
my heart is breaking into billion lil pieces when i try to chose between
Hoseok
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Jin
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and Jimin
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and I would never be able to chose one 😂🥲
who's yours? 👀
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supernova-ferro · 2 years
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share the fic shaz. the world needs to know what happened to es el amor
Gladly
"es el amor lo que arranco-" diego sang as he was in one of the rehearsal rooms. all of a sudden he heard a screech behind him
"oh hi ludmi" he said
"SHUT RHE FUCK UP" ludmila seethed
"girl what"
"i hate your stupid song"
"but es el amor"
"no"
"..."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" ludmila screamed as she stole diegos guitar and smashed it on his head
"wHAT WAS THAT FOR" diego yelled
ludmila stared at him before shrugging
"whatever im gonna go get orange juice have a nice day" ludmila said as she walked away . diego stared at the shambles of his guitar and started to scream and cry and sing
"es el amor...i no longer have the amor"
The end
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