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rindearest · 3 years

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wah wah uni/modern AU headcanons/word vomit underneath bc i’m bored

sfw stuff for once; probably a lot of projecting my uni experience on to characters lmao, a sprinkle of slander (a whole serving for naoya)

gojo, geto, nanami, haibara, naoya under the cut

gojo

double majoring in physics + mathematics. survives off of sugar/sweets to get him through all nighters. lives in the physics department building.

comes off as the kinda student who ALWAYS has to have something going on because they don’t want to be alone in their thoughts.

TAs for introductory courses and is the worst kind of TA; not that he’s an ass or anything. he’s really into the topic and that’s great! but explains things like “so you go like this, and like zoom here? but also there’s a whoosh that kinda changes things.” like sir? i just asked what newton’s third law was.

will try to haze underclassmen into doing stupid things. (jumping in a nearby lake, running naked across the football field, stuff like that)

still a pretty good student; does make some dumb decisions (has definitely taken an exam high on some type of illicit drug just to see what happens)

heckles conspiracy theorists/animal rights activists when they’re on campus.

steals plates/utensils from campus dining, has amassed a giant pile of utensils by the end of the year.

bonus text message bc i felt like it:

geto

philosophy major + animal bio/zoology major(? or minor)

not related to his major but he also comes off as the type that would read horror fiction in his spare time (idk lovecraftian fiction in particular feels like it would ring with him)

is an RA. he didn’t want to live off campus because it’s too expensive but didn’t want to have roommates in a campus dorm either. best of both worlds.

when introducing himself to his floor/residents during the first meeting, he just makes up random lies about campus/university. (the bathroom in room 323? haunted. don’t eat the cafeteria pasta; you’ll have terrible shits. intro math is the EASIEST class ever! (he almost failed intro math in his first quarter.)) aka just causes problems on purpose just to see what happens.

stellar student and (generally) all around swell guy; is always the first one to speak up if you’re assigned in a group project and takes the lead. very charismatic (in a good way!)

has a well-organized planner/google calendar. if you make plans w/ him he says shit like “ok, so i’ll pen you in for 2pm on thursday?”

if you get into an argument w/ him he’ll probably point out that something you said is technically a logical fallacy and then goes off on a tangent about said fallacy.

when approached by petitioners on campus, lies to them that he’s not local to the area, or that he’s not registered to vote.

starts small talk w/ you not out of romantic or even platonic interest, but because he wants you to join his student club

nanami

business/econ major. but he’s cool! responsible! and ~not like other business majors~ (aka he’s nice and not a drunken asshat)

doesn’t do much outside of school; holes himself in his room to study or occasionally goes to a library/cafe on campus for a change of pace.

turns in assignments days before the deadline. never does anything last minute if he can help it.

wears a leather messenger bag. has been mistaken for the professor on a couple of occasions.

lives on caffeine; his 32 oz hydroflask? yea that’s filled to the brim w/ coffee.

part of model UN

has a lot of spare time since he doesn’t work or do many extracurricular activities; main hobby is reading, and occasionally baking.

if he has a class in a large lecture hall he puts his bag on the seat next to him and says he’s saving it for someone if anybody asks. he is indeed, not saving that spot for anyone and just doesn’t want people sitting next to him.

haibara

pre-med or veterinary science major.

plays ultimate frisbee on the school lawn.

if you sit next to him on the first day of class, he’ll make small talk + ask you for your number so that you two can study together for the rest of the quarter. (in a platonic way, not necessarily romantic!)

type of person that likes to draw on the whiteboard outside of their dorm door as the seasons change; things like “good luck on finals!”, “happy holidays!” w/ smiley faces and cute doodles

is part of a cooking club on campus; likes to bring whatever he makes to nanami. (also bc he’s worried nanami isn’t taking care of himself; who the hell drinks 32oz.+ of coffee everyday?)

keeps a hamster in his dorm even thought he’s not supposed to; has to hide the hamster cage/supplies ahead of time for room inspections.

has accidentally fucked up a lab once and had to use the emergency lab shower.

naoya

compsci techbro. like the worst kind of techbro you’ll ever find. elon musk worshipper and crypto enthusiast.

has a stacked resume w/ internships and whatnot bc his family has connections. legacy kid.

pays people to do his homework.

subscribes to rise and grind mentality, believes in alpha male ideology

is always dripped out in luxury/designer brand outfits.

if you ever ask him for help w/ something he’d either say “figure it out yourself” or repeat the spec word for word to you as if he actually did something.

thinks weed ~elevates his state of mind.~ it doesn’t.

#jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #sen hc #sen writes #gojo + geto are always fun to make headcanons for bc they'd be the type to do some dumb/chaotic shit #idk i thought this would help me get in the right mind to write my geto fic #regardless this was fun to think about

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solitvdcs · 3 years

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* kathryn newton, cis female + she/her | you know zoey simon-archer, right? they’re twenty-three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, eight years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to a little wicked by valerie broussard like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole black clothes and black coffee, dark under eye circles barely covered with concealer, might put a hex on you thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is august 10, so they’re a leo, which is unsurprising, all things considered.

TRIGGER WARNING: CHILD ABANDONMENT

basic info

full name: zoey tallulah simon-archer

birth date: august 10, 1997

pronouns: she/her

hometown: boston, massachusetts

sexuality: bisexual

height: 5’1”

eye color: blue

hair color: blonde

build: slim

tattoos: one of her younger siblings doodled on her arm and she said ok i see u and made it permanent

piercings: basically every piercing you can get on your ears split between both (no piercing is in the same spot except maybe the earlobes, she thrives on the chaos), septum

style: if it’s black and shapeless then yes

favorite color: black

favorite food: whatever she can find in the house while scavenging at 3am

zodiac: leo sun, scorpio moon, capricorn rising

mbti: istp

hogwarts house: ravenclaw

enneagram: type 4 wing 5

temperament: choleric/sanguine

alignment: chaotic neutral

bio bullet points

CHILD ABANDONEMENT TW it’s unclear how zoey came into this world, but what we do know is that she was dropped off on the doorstep of a fire station before her birth mom disappeared into the night. no note, no keepsakes, just two week old zoey wrapped in a nondescript blanket that was probably the one the hospital wrapped her in. the rest of her childhood was a blur of failed adoptions and shitty foster homes across the country (east coast especially), leaving her with no ability to fully connect with anyone and, okay, maybe a mild anger problem. rage blackouts weren’t uncommon, but in one foster home they had an old nintendo 64 and she learned to channel her anger through video games instead END TW

along came the archers, a lesbian couple that already had twelve other children. zoey was fifteen already and had fully expected to age out of the system and end up another statistic. for a good year after the adoption was finalized, zoey still didn’t trust that they wouldn’t send her back, so she acted out. she wanted to give them an excuse and get it over with, but her tactics went unnoticed in a cheaper by the dozen-esque household. her new moms couldn’t give her the attention she craved with so many bodies, but her older siblings stepped up and tried to make her comfortable. it sort of worked, but being smack dab in the middle of so many kids meant she faded into the background more often than not

at school, she thrived without trying, a natural aptitude for math and science and mechanics landing her a place on the robotics team, but because her many siblings had already made names for themselves, the archer name was almost like a curse for her. she didn’t want to be known as another archer adoptee, so she went by the name she’d carried with her from birth: simon. zoey simon could be her own person, whoever the fuck that was

one day, the robotics coach brought in their old computer for anyone who wanted to tinker around with it, and wanting an excuse to stay out as long as possible, zoey jumped on the opportunity. over the course of the semester (with the coach’s guidance) she took apart and put it back together again, upgrading it with some donated parts from a local electronics store. the best part? coach let her keep the computer after she was done

obligatory at some point she cheated on frankie with both sutter and ziggy ✌️😗

anyway we’re onto college, where she got hella scholarships and grants for being a girlboss and ended up at university of michigan, studying mechanical engineering. money was still tight, though, so she spent her first year trying to balance studies and a part time job at the local superstore, but her mental health and grades started suffering to the point that she almost lost her scholarships for her second semester. Between semesters, over a night of video games with her roommate, she offhandedly suggested zoey start live streaming her playthroughs. it may not make all that much, but a few viewers and subs would be better than nothing

but oh boy did she do better than a few viewers and subs

using a digital rendering of a random avatar and a voice modulator, psychozomatic was born, and they blew up. popular streamers started inviting her to their servers, and she made enough to cover all of her extra costs and then some — she graduated summa cum laude because of streaming, but she couldn’t stop after graduation; she was doing something she loved and getting paid for it. that’s what people always hoped for in a job, right? so after graduation, she fabricated a job to her friends and family to explain the income, moved into her own apartment with a soundproofed second bedroom (that she kept under lock and key for whenever anyone came over) and kept up the facade. it’s been five years and nobody even knows she’s a girl — female streamers get so much shit, she’s not sure she ever wants to do a face reveal. she’s perfectly content for the time being having everyone think “zo” stands for “lorenzo” or “vincenzo” or whatever, and being a faceless streamer means she gets the weird blend of notoriety and anonymity that she craved her whole life

personality wise, zoey is a mash-up of deadpan humor and snark. she’s never been good at face-to-face communication, which is why streaming works so well for her. she’s never known how to flirt and has been known to tie someone’s shoelaces together in an attempt to get their attention, which has obviously not worked out for her. once showed a person she thought was cute the computer she built and well...they were impressed but nothing came out of it. she’s probably a lost cause, but she can just play a dating simulator if she’s that lonely

is big on first person shooter games — the main reason she keeps her identity hidden, because people get nasty in those lobbies. also absolutely loves horror games, currently doing a playthrough of resident evil village on her stream

wanted connections

fans of her stream !!! obviously they wouldn’t know it’s her but it’ll still give her a lil smile and maybe even a blush if she hears someone talking about “zo”

other gamers she’s played with ???

people she met in the foster system

someone who has a crush on her and she has no idea bc she can’t read people (and vice versa)

friends of her siblings that had no idea she was one of them (i’m mean to her bt i think it wld be funny)

i’ve been working on this intro for like a week this is all i got pls take it and run <3

#irvingintro #u would think for how long i've been working on this it wld be longer but no <3 #anyway enjoy xoxoxoxo

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lucky-draws · 3 years

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i love mr upshur and i love ur art, pls elaborate on ur miles headcanons! :D

aa hello thank u so much!! :D

we all love mr upshur,,,,here are some headcanons i’ve been thinking abt they’re probably dumb and trivial and im indecisive as fuck so i might change them but... here we go,, ig i’ll put it under a read more in case this gets long

- um, first i’m just gonna say he likes dogs.. he’s a dog person....and often when he’s out Investigating he’ll end up doodling any cute dogs he saw along the way...his notebook is full of stuff like this:

he gives every dog a rating but mostly ends up giving them all 10/10 bc he’d feel bad otherwise...

- he’s actually not a bad artist when he feels like it

- was best at art and creative writing when he was in highschool,,, decided on journalism as a career in the end but he wouldn’t have minded going to art school. now that he’s older though he takes evening classes sometimes

- i like the idea of him being a punk in high school...and i think he wasn’t just doing it for the Aesthetic he’d try to do shit like helping out at the local food banks and whatever, sticking up for people at school who got bullied even though he’s not really much of a fighter

- so he got into journalism with good intentions like he genuinely wants to try to Expose all the nasty shit going on that never gets reported

- he can definitely be a dick sometimes and pretty cocky, he’s full of snark and has a sharp tongue but i think underneath all that he’s a good dude tho

- like. after he gets posessed he’ll use his strength as the walrider to Violently End jeremy blaire and various other murkoff dicks and people like them and maybe the occasional person he just doesn’t like the look of.....

but sometimes he’ll just. use his walrider strength to do shit like help a little old lady carry her groceries or whatever. (the old lady doesn’t seem fazed she’s just like “oh what a nice young (?) man. strange that he seems to have an ominous black cloud enshrouding him but look how he easily he picked up my bags. thank u dearie”

so he’s kind of Soft underneath all the sarcasm and shithousery

- i think part of his personality is that he’s kinda obnoxious and excels in winding people up. like we know he just Slams all the doors in mount massive with no fucks given and pre mount massive he has the same energy.

- he turns up late to his evening art classes and sits at the back noisily eating chips while everyone’s trying to concentrate. if he spots someone he doesn’t like on the sidewalk while he’s driving he won’t hesitate to drive through a puddle and drench them. puts his feet on the table regardless of whether it’s his own table or that of an editor he’s bringing a story to. his default expression is usually a smirk and slightly less often a full blown shit-eating grin.

- so he’s not just a 2 dimensional asshole he knows how and when to be kind and he’s certainly an intelligent guy.

- kids tend to like him?? idk what it is about this tall asshole who looks like he hasn’t slept in weeks that fascinates them but the various kids living in his apartment block are always hounding him with questions like “what did u investigate today mr upshur did u meet any bad guys” “can you write a report about my mum she won’t let me have any more mcdonalds today can you expose her for neglecting me and put it on the front page” “hey mr upshur i got two of the same dog erasers you can have one if u like” and he can’t help but smile

...ok whew i think that’s all i got for now ghgfhgfhgf i hope these make sense,,,,thank u for letting me ramble about miles for way too long :D

#outlast #miles upshur #outlast headcanons #thank u again for the ask! 💕

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filipinoizukuu · 3 years

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It's cause the combination of dekus baby face and funny clothing make him look like a 3rd grade kid ready to go on a school field trip 😭

no ok wait this is so funny bc it reminds me of like. this thing i once did.

OK TO PREFACE EVERYTHING. i know how to do fashion. i SWEAR i do. i have like. good hot clothes that will guarantee me the no. 1 spot as the hottest person in the supermarket

BUT

i do like dressing. horribly. just on occassion. only sometimes. because i think its both cute and hilarious

and there was this time where i was wearing. this goddawful get up of like. weird swishy purple skirt and a long sleeved purple tee that had fucking club penguin emblazoned on its front. i wore purple vans and had this ugly jacket on that was also bright purple and fuzzy in the bad way and went to the mall with my long suffering family

and like. you see, we decided to eat at this diner place. a very nice diner place with really good food that was probably FULL of cholesterol and was kinda expensive and had like weirdly sticky floors and patrons that were watching like football or something idk

the waitress comes by and starts pickin up our orders and we go down the line w burgers and calamari and whatever. you get the point. and as the lady is leaving, I'm like 'aw fuck ma im craving something sweet can we please have a brownie?' except not in so many words because no one curses at their asian moms and also no one speaks like that in real life--so i essentially just tug my moms sleeve like a dying victorian child and point at the brownie on their greasy menus.

my mom goes oh ok and asks the waitress to add a brownie to the bill and to not serve it til later because i have as good of an impulse control as a horny rabbit. the waitress hums, looks up, sees me doodling on the paper placemats in my full on fucking hideous club penguin purple regalia and pauses.

"... if youre interested, we have a kids discount."

and like okay. by the eyes of the law and also my very energetic grandma, i am what you could describe as a child.

but see. the discount they were offering. right. funny thing was that it. was for kids below 9 years old.

im sitting there, 15 and literally in highschool, working on research essays and joining the debate team, contemplating the fact that i was offered a discount because of my fucking club penguin tee. i say nothing, my brother holds me back, and my mom nods and says sure!! we'd love that!! so the waitress lady smiles and does nothing to verify my actual age because i just really actually do have a baby face and also im real fucking short.

she finishes taking our orders and the waitress does her whole spiel. but then, in a spur of hunger-powered brilliance, my family decides to really REALLY nail it in. from her huge handbag reserved for tired soccer moms, my mother hands me her phone and tells me with the straightest fucking expression:

"since we're going to wait a bit for our food, why dont you go play candy crush for a bit, codi?"

and with those very words my soul ascends and i take the phone and then swear an oath on every higher power that exists to never fucking enter that diner ever again--the end.

moral of the story: if you arent equipped enough to dress well and use pretty privilege, then dressing like a fucking toddler and holding your moms shock proof otter case android will get you discounts too

#asks #anon #no one asked but i needed to share anyway #long post

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pettyprocrastination · 4 years

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Ok I have a major thing for handwriting idk so what do you think Ezra's handwriting looks like? (And on that topic, try not to think about love letters from Ezra when you're apart... Or do, I'd love to hear your thoughts bc I'm kinda dying here) I also feel like he's the kind of person to have just... a box of things you've written for him... Like literally anything. Shopping lists, letters, etc. and when he's away he takes them out and reads them :))

okay im feeling lonely and a little sad tonight so I immediately ran with this and uhhhhh this happened. (last bit is between him and reader from the thing “Stupid Man” that i posted earlier today. ) this ended up being a bit longer than expected sorry lmao

I’ve never written Ezra before please be gentle with me y’all

For this we're gonna say that Ezra is right-handed.

I think Ezra had beautiful handwriting. Smooth, sloping neat lines ever since he was able to write. While other kids had to work on their penmanship, his was a natural gift. His handwriting was one that teachers would compliment in grade school, so distracted by the smooth strokes of his pencil that they hadn’t noticed the words used on his assignments weren’t even his, but that of the student sitting right next to him. The girls in his class would giggle and swoon at the albeit juvenile words of affections he’d write to them on secret notes passed back and forth between them, a habit he kept well into his adulthood. While he wasn’t proud of it, the harvester would leave notes of bittersweet goodbyes to lovers the morning after, remarking on how he would never forget the time spent working together on harvesting deposits as well as the intimate “and dare I say magical” nights they spent with one another. The women he laid with would be so enamored with his words and the rose tinted images his words painted, that by the time they would realize he’d taken off with their share of the harvest as well as his own, he’d be far enough into the stars all they could do was curse his name to the sky in anger.

And then, one harvest in the Green, he had met a man named Damon and a brave little girl named Cee.

These meetings, whether it was predestined or not, lead to him losing his right arm, and with it his beautiful handwriting.

Learning to write again was frustrating, as a child it had come to him with ease, a natural gift. But as a grown man? Kevva alive it was enough to make him contemplate putting his fist through a wall. Until-

“Ez,” You poked your head into the den, eyes squinting and a blanket wrapped tight around your shoulders. “It’s three am, come to bed baby.”

You.

You made it worth it. With every shy smile you wore each time he gave you a written proclamation of his love and dedication to you, no matter how messy his chicken scratch writing was you’d pepper his face with his kisses in gratitude.

“My poet.” You’d coo in his ear. He’d feel that every moment of frustration was worth it, if he could see you like this every time.

After losing his arm, Ezra became more appreciative of little written things. The notes you’d leave on the kitchen counter when you go to work, the way you doodle smiley faces and cartoon fruit on grocery lists, even the little slips of encouragement you sneak into his pocket when you thought he wouldn't notice.

He did notice. He noticed every time actually. But he didn’t say anything out of fear that you would stop.

Ezra had a little box of mementos about you, a ticket stub from the first movie you saw, an aurelac gem from your first dig together (one he swore to himself to never sell) and all the little notes, lists, and reminders you’d ever written. When one of you has to leave for a long period of time, whether it be work, or family or whatever reason. Each time he’ll open that box when he feels deepest in his lonesome, and his heart will lift just the tiniest bit.

(next bit is just a little except with Ezra x Alien!Reader following this prompt)

Ezra must not have heard your key slide into the lock, or the door open at all. The washing machine was loud enough to drown it out, the damn thing was on its last life as it shook and trembled enough for you to send it a distasteful glare as if it were human.

The wood creaked under your steps and yet, nothing. No thumping of excited feet to be met with a bruising kiss to your lips, mumbled “I missed you” against one another as you inevitably celebrated your return in bed with each other.

You continued your trek to his bedroom as softly as you could.

Maybe he was asleep?

He sat on the corner of his bed, his back to you and a box in his lap.

You found yourself staring at him with a smile, leaning against the door frame as you watched his sift through a box full of little notes and lists you’d written over your time together with a bittersweet smile.

“Is this what you do whenever I leave?”

Ezra jumped, flinging the box from his lap and spilling all it’s contents onto the floor. A variety of emotions crossed over his face before one took over them all at the sight of you.

Pure joy.

He crossed to you in three quick strides. His hand found itself at the nape of your neck, pulling you to him for a heated kiss that you were all too grateful for due to your time apart.

“Oh my darling warrior has returned.” He spoke between the feather-light kisses he laid all over your face, turning you into a fit of flustered giggles at the feeling of his scruff against your skin.

“Were those diplomats as horrid and soulless as you claimed them to be?”

You pulled away and groaned. “Even worse. But that doesn’t matter now.”

“That it does not.” He agreed, his thumb rubbed comforting circles against your skin. “Not a day went by when I didn’t think of that shining smile or alluring voice, having you part from me is like robbing an addict of their temptation.”

You pressed your hand against his mouth. If he spoke any further you definitely wouldn’t be able to focus on anything other than taking off his clothes. “Enough of that smooth talker.” Your eyes went to the pile of notes across the floor. You spotted one, a tiny birthday card with a coffee stain on the corner, that was from the first time you celebrated his birthday together. It had been three months into your relationship. You stared up at him.

“You really kept them all?”

The look in his eyes, so soft and tender part of you was worried he’d break in your hands. But you knew better than that.

“I’d be a fool if I didn’t, brave one.” He rested his forehead against yours, exhaling a shaky breath as he did. “I am afraid I’m not as strong as I first surmised I would be at your frequent departures-”

Guilt washed over you in a hot wave. “Ezra-”

“-but I am extremely grateful that you return to me each time.” He interrupted, a soft kiss pressed against your pulse-point to punctuate, your eyes fluttered shut and he smiled.

“It is a blessing with no disguise that such a woman as yourself would go see the world and decide to return to the humble abode of a lowly, former harvester such as myself after each one. I do not need a reminder of that gift, but still, it helps the distance feel just a click smaller.”

You sniffed and bumped your forehead against his with a tear smile. “Stupid man.” You weakly scolded, your voice wavering and not holding its usual command of the room.

Ezra smiled, oh how he loved to hear you call him that. Ever since you first found him years ago on your home planet, and witnessed him nearly get killed because of his lack of knowledge on the plant life there. You’d guided him throughout his dig, all while criticizing his stupidity, lack of preparation and “positively abhorrent attitude, you stupid man! Coming to a planet you know nothing of? Surely you want to die!”

Over time he learned that “stupid man” was your version of “I love you.”

“You know you’ll never be without me, Ezra.” You dipped your head down and pressed a kiss to his chest. “No matter how far I am, you will always have me with you. Please don’t ever forget that.”

His hand slid up to rest on your cheek, you didn’t miss the way his fingers trembled oh so slightly against your skin.

“Oh gentle warrior.” He whispered with a warm smile. “I do not deserve you.”

You thought-no, you knew he deserved you and much more. But he hadn’t realized that yet. You believed that Ezra deserved the world. You couldn’t give him that, so you settled for your love, devotion and handwritten notes slipped into his back pocket when you thought he wouldn’t notice.

He noticed every time.

#Ezra #ezra prospect #ezra x reader #Pedro Pascal #pedro pascal x reader #prospect #anyways its the middle of the night and im in my feelings thank you for this ask sweet one <3 #i hope you liked it

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cloudysfluffs · 4 years

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This Is No Laughing Matter

Lee!Plankton anon here. Here's the fanfic. Hope you like it.

It was just another day at the Chum Bucket. Plankton sat in the middle of his lab, surrounded by blueprints and plots to snatch the Krabby Patty Secret Formula. He was looking at them all, muttering incoherent things to himself and giggling loudly like a madman. He may have failed multiple times, sure, but he wasn't one to back down. One person knew that for sure: His wife: Karen.

Karen usually had more patience, but for some reason today, she didn't have her usual patience. She glared at him from her position in the corner of the lab. The muttering and the insane giggles were starting to get under her skin. She had to quiet him, but how? The purple-haired woman started to ponder on ways to do such a feat.

Then, an idea struck in her head. The idea was a bit childish, Karen admitted, but right now, it would do. She sneaked up behind her husband and snatched him from the blueprints pile, him yelping with surprise. She then pinned him to the wall, his hands above his head with one hand.

"K-Karen," The evil genius asked, shaking a little, "w-what are y-you doing?"

"Oh nothing, big guy," Karen smirked at her husband's nervousness, "just this!"

She then dug her fingers on her free hand into Plankton's stomach, eliciting a squeal and boyish giggles from the aforementioned villain.

"K-Karen!" He managed within the oncoming giggles, wiggling his arms in a futile attempt to free himself. "W-What's the meanihihihing of thihihihis?! This is no laughing matter!!"

"Oh really~?" The wife retorted playfully back, an impish grin plastered on her face, "Well, if this is no laughing matter, then why are you laughing? That doesn't seem right, now does it~?"

Karen's grin soon melted into an adoring smile as she watched the green-haired husband of her struggle while practically trying to speak words that were doused in giggles.

However, Karen was starting to get bored with just getting his one spot. She knew if his worse spot, one that if he was ever tickled there, he'd virtually do anything for it to stop: His neck.

The purple-haired woman grinned impishly once more as she stopped attacking his stomach, Plankton panting to regain air, undid his collar, and held her hand right above the spot. Plankton still giggled wildly, as he was now on the verge of laughter, Karen chuckling.

"What~?" She questioned him, slowly moving her hand to his neck, "I'm not doing anything......yet~"

"Y-You wihihihihilll though!!" He riposted through giggles.

Karen fake gasped, her smirk widening into a mischievously diabolical grin,

"I think I better call on reinforcements." She then lowered her free hand into her bag and pulled out a feather, one Plankton dreaded. She then slowly moved it towards his neck, the villain struggling a lot more frantically now.

"K-Karen!! N-No!" He pleaded desperately.

"Karen yes~" Karen chuckled and started to dance the feather all over the sensitive flesh on her husband's neck.

It didn't take long for her to get a reaction, just one or two seconds if she had to guess: Wild cackling and barely comprehensible pleading from Plankton himself.

"OKAY OKAY KAREN!!" He managed without his words being drowned in unbridled laughter, "WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?!!"

"So glad you asked, big guy," She smirked, twirling the feather on the crook of his neck, "I want you to quit your scheming, and spend some time with me."

"I WILL!!! I WILL!!! JUST STOP PLEASE!!!" Plankton replied before his words were drowned in laughter.

Karen stopped her assault, unpinning him from the wall. He then immediately latched himself onto Karen, pinning her to the floor with a wild grin on his face, despite his panting. The purple-haired woman's cheeks were soon coated with a dark red blush.

"The lion is hungry, Karen~" He purred, "For revenge~" He kissed her deeply, surprising her. She kissed back nonetheless.....that is, until she had to pull away due to her own girly giggles pouring from her mouth as Sheldon exacted his revenge. The blueprints and schemes were soon a distance memory.

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it was so well written and cute and aaaaaaaaaahshdjsjdjsjd!!!!!!!!!!!! if it's okay with you, could i draw some doodles based on thsi fic?(ill link it when i post em if its ok) bc i absolutely love it!!!!!! thank you for submittin!!!!!!!

#Spongebob Squarepants The Musical #Tickle Fic #Sheldon J. Plankton #Karen #Lee!Plankton #Ler!Karen #i audibly gasped when karen called him big guy bc lowkey those lines are what radiated the most Lee Vibes™ from Planktonsjfjsjdjjd #I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH BY THE WYAT HIS IS SO PERFECT #submission

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velvetgons · 5 years

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yedam as your boyfriend;

yedam x reader

word count; 3.6k (ish i think)

requested; yes!! thank you both for requesting

so i just have this big idea with yedam where he’s got the vibe of like. pining??

i feel like if he liked someone he’d be too nervous to ever tell them so he’d end up having that aesthetic of cute boy in your class that you occasionally catch staring at you but you never really know why

you think ‘eh maybe he’s just zoning out and i happen to be sat in the spot he looks at when he does that :// no big deal’ lowkey you’d wish he was staring at u because he liked u but u just feel that’s unrealistic because omg it’s bang yedam

but no. no. omg does he like you a whole lot.

he’d write you lil dated letters whenever he was having a lot of feelings about anything (example: he’d get stressed out by training and so he’d write you a letter about how he was feeling and how he wished he could be with you to help him feel better, or he’d get some really good news and he’d write you a letter about how happy he was and how he wished he could share that feeling with you)

and they’d go between being like lil notes that just said “dear ___, i’m really stressed and i wish you were here with me.” and being like two double-sided pieces of paper long that included him going off on 40 different tangents

after a while he’d have to start keeping them in a lil box because there’s just so MANY of them and he’s all ‘omg this is the most embarrassing thing i’ve ever done’ as he continues to add more of them to his collection

honestly? he’s not entirely sure why he keeps them because he’s convinced he’ll never ever tell you that he likes you. he thinks maybe he’s doing it so he can look back on it when he’s older and be like ‘wow remember that crazy time!’

and then he starts writing songs about you and then he realises that oopsie maybe this isn’t something he’s gonna just gradually get over

his songs abt you are either so sweet and cute and are like ‘i am: in love’ or they’re ANGSTY and are pretty much just him artistically saying that he thinks you don’t even know he exists

which i mean?? you definitely do. he’s Bang Yedam Himself. you know you’ve had a crush on him since you first got into the same school as him. you just assume he’s way too cool n pretty n smart n talented to ever even realise you exist

your pining level might be a tad bit lower than his to be honest?? you know you like him, you probably doodle his name in the corner of your notebooks with lil love-hearts around them sometimes, you know, to cope. and maybe you’ve daydreamed about him for a vast majority of the time you’re supposed to be focusing in any given class. but it’s all very contained, only you know you do this

but with yedam it’s like. all of his friends know. every single one of them has noticed or been told that yedam is absolutely whipped for someone he’s spoken to about four times

he writes you songs and people who know him ask who they’re all about, and he never knows what to say. he writes you letters almost daily but at the very least weekly, and keeps them hidden away that he would defend with his life if someone tried to read them. he gives you heart eyes in class that your classmates just kinda look at like ‘?? how have they not noticed’

speaking of him getting a chance to talk to you,, he’s so flustered he probably only says a maximum of two sentences

and it’s always his friends who’re like “___! hi! this is my friend, yedam, you remember yedam, right?”

every single time you get a lil bit flustered (but you’re keeping it #well hidden (even if everyone but yedam can gather that you totally like him)) but you say that “yeah!! of course, how could i not?” yedam swears his heart stops beating for a second

tbh, your conversations have never really gotten past that point, which really upsets yedam because he wants to know so much more about you!! he wants to hear you talk about things he’s asking about instead of just hearing bits of your conversation from classes and when he ‘accidentally’ passes you five times in the hallways

and he knows that if he likes you this much from just the things he’s gathered about your personality from this and subtly asking different people about you, then his ‘little’ crush is gonna get so much worse once he actually works up the courage to befriend you

but he’s just so :(( because he doesn’t know how to get to that point with you so he just avoids it altogether and goes about his daily life thinking he’ll have to eventually get over it

then. he’s walking down the hallways one day when everyone’s getting out of class to move to their next one and he sees you with your friends and you look. incredibly distressed

so he swerves to walk a lil bit closer bc his heart just went ‘:( hhhhh’ at the idea of you being upset. and he hears you talking to your friends about how you’ve just been feeling pretty down recently and you can’t manage to cheer yourself up and how it’s really bothering you

and even though yedam can hear your friends actively attempting to comfort you over this he’s still panicked because :(((( he hates the idea of you being upset and feeling like that and he just ?? doesn’t know how he could help you feel better

so when he gets home that day, he writes another one of his usual letters, except he really goes off in this one. it gets pretty long and he ends up, a. confessing his feelings for you, and b. going off about how perfect you are and how you deserve all the happiness in the entire universe

except, he doesn’t sign this one off with his usual, ‘all the love, yedam.’ and instead chooses the anonymous version of this with just, “all the love.”

the next day, he’s gonna rush to school to make sure he gets there nice and early, and he drops it into your locker and would probably literally run away

so you’d open your locker when you got to school and you’re all ‘??!! wowie’ when a piece of a paper with your name written in cute lil handwriting on is right there

and you’d open it and read it right there, but then you’d get a lil embarrassed because now you’re blushing and maybe your eyes are watering a little bit too

you know, obviously, that it’s like omg secret admirer!! because there’s no name saying who it’s from. but you really wanna know!! you’re all soft for them already and you don’t even know who it is yet!!

yedam, who has been very inconspicuously pacing the hallway near your locker until you got there and read it is like aha!! mission achieved they’re smiling and they look happy!!

and so, much to your surprise, this becomes a daily occurrence. you get to school, open your locker, and there’s always another lil note, sometimes a whole letter!! and they’d be so sweet and cute and he’d probably write one where he’d be like “is this weird?? i get so nervous about making you uncomfortable sometimes :///” and you’d be like? well how am i supposed to tell them that it’s not at all weird if i can’t respond to them

so, in a lil bit of a risk, you write them a letter back, and you leave it hanging out of your locker just enough for it to be visible if someone was in front of it. and you don’t know who to address it to, so you just write, in the tiniest handwriting possible, ‘all the love,’ on the edge so they’d know it was for them

and when yedam goes to leave you another note he sees and he’s like xovofeiv so he takes it and reads and he swears he’s having a real heart-attack this time

the letter would really just be you saying, “this whole pining, slow-burn thing is real romantic and all but i wanna know who you are :/// i think i really like you too and if you’ve liked me for this long you should totally just tell me!!”

so yedam scraps the note he was gonna leave you, and instead gathers every single ounce of courage he has inside of him to write a really messy one that just says, “ok so this is gonna sound really weird but trust me!! can i have your address? i have a gift for you”

n you find it so you’re like ‘ok…..hm….ok well let’s just do it and hope for the best’ so you leave them another lil note with your address on and then head on home at the end of the day

and you’re pacing around your room wondering if you should take a sneak glance but then you think they’re gonna tell you who they are whenever they’re ready so :// you should just wait

so yedam just gets the box of letters from his house. and leaves it by your front door. he knocks and then literally sprints away.

and so you open your door to see this box?? and it’s got a lil note on the top that says your name and has his classic ‘all the love’ written on the top so you’re like ‘????!!!!! ok we’re doing this huh’

so you take it inside and go to your room and get yourself comfortable for this experience. and, oh my god?? you read every single one of those letters, and you realise the dates go back for ages, and they’re all signed off from yedam. by the time you’re done tbh you’d probably be crying because he’s just so lovely. and you’re literally getting to see different emotions and events in his life all at the same time that he’s expressing this Big Love for you and you’re just like. ok. this: hurtS

and so when you go to school the next day you immediately go and find yedam, obviously. and he’s with his friends so you’re like “hi uh yes please may i talk to you :)”

for a second i think yedam would think he’s done something wrong but he’d still agree because!! he wants to know what you’re thinking about it

when you tell him that you’ve actually liked him for a while, too, he’d be so excited but he’d also be a lil bit sceptical,, like he doesn’t want it to feel as if you’re being pressured into liking him back because of it

so you’d show him one of your notebooks with his name doodled on and he’d dsfpvob have a genuine, serious heart-attack like you’d be a tad bit concerned really because he’d visibly react and look so!!! shocked

however, yedam does say that he wants to still do things properly because you deserve so much!! so he’s immediately like “can i take you on a date??? a whole date???”

and so! (after he has discovered a romantic and cute way to do it) he’ll ask to officially be your boyfriend because he has a big soft spot for classic romance things. like. they just. have a very special place in his heart

and hhhhh omg he’s such a great boyfriend??

so empathetic and caring he just has this magicians trick of understanding your emotions on a whole other level

you’re sad?? he can just Tell whether you wanna talk about it or whether you’d rather just be comforted by his actions instead

you’re stressed and tired?? he knows you want your space and he’s completely okay to give it to you

at first i’m not sure if he’d be great at expressing his own feelings though? i just feel he’d struggle to be cohesive and exact about it instead of getting upset

but if you sat him down to explain that it’s okay to not know how he feels all the time, and it’s even better if he wants to consistently talk about what he’s thinking and how things make him feel, he’d be so, so grateful

keeping to his new-found aesthetic, he’d keep writing you little notes and he’d write you long-ass letters on special occasions

he’s also just super chilled out in general when it comes to your relationship? he knows that it depends on both of yours respect and effort for one another and he also knows he has plenty of both for you so he’s not really concerned

might have some issues with getting jealous at first but just because he’s actually pretty insecure when it comes to you. he’d have the belief for quite a while that you could do better and eventually you would just find someone better than him

and he’d really try and express this to you (even if it made him emotional) so you wouldn’t think being jealous was a big part of his personality

but he really would work so hard on bettering that aspect of himself!! he’d make sure to communicate with you what was bothering him so you could either go through it and help him rationalise it or if it seemed like a legitimate concern then you’d talk about what the both of you could do to change it

and i mean he’s all for doing that when you get jealous too but honestly it’s so clear to you now that he is, a. not the type to ever do something to break your trust and b. ?? so, so in love with you

however! once he got over his insecurities, he would really rarely ever get jealous lol

as soon as he learns to understand that it’s him!! you love him!! and even better, you love him because he’s himself!! what a concept

but yeah as soon as he learns that he’s just so unbothered by the things that used to make him nervous or worried

i mean someone could literally flirt with you in front of him now and he’s just like “:) lol anyway” because he gets it now,,,

i also don’t think he’d be an overly protective type? he’s just concerned about how you’re feeling in every situation so he’ll check in with you when you’re out together and stuff but overall he’s quite a big believer in letting you solve your own problems

and that’s not to say he’s dismissive because if you came to him with an issue and wanted his help then he seriously wouldn’t hesitate to give you advice/do what he could to help

but if you didn’t come to him, he’s gonna try and let you work out for yourself because he knows you can do it !! and he doesn’t want you to feel at all like you’re being underestimated by him

yedam’s 100% the type to do the lil shoulder nudge thing to get your attention and then lean in to give you the teeniest tiniest cheek kiss before he’d mumble a lil, “you okay?” when you were out in public together

yedam is just That Boyfriend too!

he loves the idea of wearing matching clothes!! he’d get matching shirts and colour-coordinate with you before you’d go out to make sure it was a Cute Look even if it was just a matching print jumper and black jeans

traces lil circles and love-hearts on your hand with his thumb when you’re holding hands with him in public and in private

in private though, he’d routinely kiss your knuckles if you were holding his hand because oh boy!! he hasn’t reminded you that he’s thinking abt you in a couple minutes he doesn’t want you to forget

takes candid pictures of you ((does yedam have a phone yet sodfbdi)) and has a folder of them in his phone that he looks at when he misses you

has a picture of you as his lock-screen too

all of your friends are like ‘??? where tf did you find him??? he’s so Good???’

and tbh you honestly don’t know. like. he’s like ridiculously perfect in a relationship. you feel like something bad was gonna have to happen because it just doesn’t feel like he can be real

if you ever wore his clothes, he’d freak out so much because !!! wow that’s his baby!! and he’d think you looked so cute. he’d like ‘wowie picture time :,)’

ok and full offence his favourite types of kisses ever are forehead kisses. you have like fifty (50) forehead kisses every hour because you do anything and his first reaction is “you know what you deserve for that? a kiss!”

but he’d be too shy to initiate kissing you on the Lips for quite a while lol

even after you’ve had your first kiss he’d be a little nervous about because it still makes him blush afterwards

so forehead kisses are an easy alternative ((even if you’re taller than him. he’s not afraid to lean up to kiss your forehead. he’s a bad bitch.))

also for a while after your first kiss (which again, he’d make romantic and extra) he’d always ask before kissing you like that because he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable with him

and. tbh. arguments with yedam just seem literally impossible to picture? the boy is so fuckign nice and sweet and considerate that he’d struggle to argue with you….

i mean when he gets in bad moods it’s mostly because he’s tired or stressed and he’s already gone off in length about how wants to be with you when he feels like that so he just seeks you out to be like ‘it’s your favourite boy and he’s in need of Affection :-///’

and he doesn’t really get angry,,,, he gets frustrated but you can never really make him angry and + why would you try to, u know

if you snap at him, it just upsets him because he’ll think he’s annoyed you or done something wrong, he isn’t gonna argue with you about it

he honestly just hates, hates, hates arguments and tries so hard to avoid them at all costs, even if he’d end up not voicing something because he’d be worried it would cause you to get angry with him

you’d notice this though!! and always try to remind him that he has to tell you things and if he communicates it with you like he always does you’re not gonna be angry with him over it!!

and, like everything else, he works? and puts serious, genuine effort into making sure he does this.

after dating him for a while, he’d probably notice little behaviours like his own more ‘negative’ ones in you sometimes and he’d talk to you about them to so you could work on them!!!

everyone around would think your relationship when you first started dating was impressive, but it just…keeps improving…it never stops getting better….

yedam also really loves just Talking about everything with you. he likes to know about what you’re thinking and what your future plans are. he likes to know about weirder things too like what your opinions on aliens and ghosts are. he just loves to sit, be really comfortable, have soft music playing, and ask you about every single thing he can think of

i think a relationship with yedam would just very quickly turn into something you could tell was never going to hurt you?

like. sure. maybe some time in the future you and yedam could break-up. you don’t want that but you understand that it happens. but you can just tell that you’re never going to regret being with him you know?

you’d probably mention that to yedam at first and i mean, he’d be glad that you knew he was never gonna be a heartbreaker for you. but he’s also :( because he doesn’t want you to ever believe that you two weren’t In It To Win ItTM

tbh you really couldn’t picture ever having a reason to break-up with yedam either because?? you just never seem to be able to get bored with him, and you ((to be honest, if you’re honest)) feel like you’re falling a bit more in love w him every day

n he’s really just your biggest fan. he just adores you so much in everything he does.

you two are attached at the hip!! if you don’t particularly want there to be time when he gives you your space then omg you’re gonna be with him pretty much 24/7

yedam, as secretly as it is, loves having his hair played with and loves playing with your hair

he tries to do something cute w it sometimes but usually he just plaits different sections together or just runs his fingers through it really

also, yedam, cuddling enthusiast, remains the almost completely consistent little spoon

he is babey!! he loves being curled up next to you and feeling all warm n safe!! especially adores when he gets to wrap himself up in a blanket and be cuddled by you bc he feels like he’s on a cloud :,((

side note: if you give him nose kisses while he does this. he’ll just combust. he genuinely cannot handle the Feelings.

the only time he isn’t a little spoon is when you two are like. lazily cuddling when watching tv. he’ll just have his arm draped around you so you can have your face smooshed against his chest

also, don’t test him. if you’re sprawled across the sofa and he wants a cuddle and you won’t move. he’ll just lay on you. what r u gonna do about it other than move so he’s the little spoon again? nothing!

i think. i should stop here before i Go Off too much about what dating yedam would be like so hmmm

to summarise, i think any relationship with him would really just be the purest softest most healing experience there is?

and it’s so detached from reality too because he’s genuinely just such a good person,,, no one understands how he’s just so pure,,, and too good for this whole world,,, pls treat this boy Right it’s all he deserves

#hi bang yedam has my heart #ygtblbr #ygtb scenarios #ygtb imagines #ygtb reactions #yg treasure box reactions #yg treasure box imagines #yg treasure box scenarios #bang yedam #yedam scenarios

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utopianvoices · 6 years

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seven things | h.hyunjin

↭ genre: enemies to lovers au (kinda); fluff

↭ word count: 4.27k (i might’ve gone slightly crazy)

↭ a/n: yEs i is back!!!! here’s a hyunjin scenario that i don’t really like to make up for my disappearance from posting works :D i’m writing this on a whim so it might seem like i’m on crack but really it’s just me on a daily basis,, also this turned out way longer than i expected whoOps

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ok so

you were waiting outside the cafe that you and hyunjin usually go to

and y’all might be wondering

why don’t you just go in??

that’s what i’m wondering too

well because

your best friend was late,,, for the 3rd time that week

and to say you were pissed was an understatement

just as you whipped your phone out to message that not so little nuisance, you heard rushed footsteps getting closer and closer

and you turn just in time to get aTTACKEd by this boy

“i’m SO sorry y/n i overslept and like i really tried to come on time but then the bus was late too and-”

“just stfu and never talk to me again”

well then

“noOOoOo y/n don’t say that i’m so sorry. i promise i’ll try my best not to be late from now onwards :(”

and like you really wanted to be mad at him

really

but he was pouting and your heart was going boom boom

because he just looked really adorable

so you just ended up going “ugh fine”

which was the cOmplete opposite of this whole speech you had planned in your head

about how you were going to stop being friends with him and move to another continent,,,,,,,,,,

yea maybe that wasn’t such a good speech

but you weren’t going to let him go that easily too

so, you being the absolute tease

“you know i think it was better when we hated each other”

oUCh

and hyunjin being the drama king he is

decides to go overboard and clutches his chest, staggering around the entrance of the cafe

you just roll your eyes and walk into the cafe,,, ignoring the poor boy outside

as you scan the cafe for seats, you feel a weight on your shoulder

“you know the feeling of hate was never mutual”

and you look up to look at the party responsible for this new burden

and well let’s just say you were about to combust on the spot

because your best friend was one good looking boy

and like all this violent rush of thoughts took you back to when the only “feelings” you had for him was hate

*cue flashback* i suck at transitions im sOrry

so you were just chilling in class,,, minding your own business as you doodle on your book

when the school’s most popular girl decides to spill her salad juice or whatever disgusting green thing she was drinking, all over your papers

and i mean, accidents happen ofc and you’re TOTALLY willing to let it go

if she had apologised

but she was clearly too popular for petty things like apOlogies

so you just open your mouth to fire at her when she cuts you right off

“that was my only juice, but i’ll forgive you since i’m so kind”

and you just stare at her like she grew 3 heads bcs

how is one so dUMb

“oH that was juice??? i thought you were drinking vomit, you know since it kinda matches up with your personality?”

oH no one messes with you

and you were trying really hard to hold your laughter in, because you were the sAss master and no one stood a chance against you

but she just whined like a little girl, with no proper comeback to match up to yours

“hyunjin baby!!! aren’t you going to say anything?!”

and you just realised the being standing behind her,,,, hwang hyunjin

soccer team’s star player/captain and pretty much the most popular boy

half the school was drooling whenever he passed by

and i mean,,, it’s not like the girls didn’t have good taste or anything of that sort

because this boy was sculpted by the gOds,,,, and you would be lying if you didn’t let yourself glance at him a little longer than needed when passing by

but like all cliche stories, the most popular girl and the most popular boy were dating

i mean,,, cmOn it’s a given

till this day you were still wondering how in heavens they ended up together,,, one’s a plain bitch and the other,,, well, not so much of an asshole

but all thoughts of him potentially being nice unlike his girlfriend flew out of the window in like a millisecond

“hey y/n maybe you shouldn’t have left your bag to block the aisles”

bij say whAT

first of all,,, your bag was tucked close to your table, bcs you were a responsible student who cared for the well-being of other students,,, most of the time

second of all,,, how did he know your name??

you were pretty sure you never mentioned it

but as these thoughts were running through your head, rendering you silent,,, the bij thought she had “won” and took hyunjin’s hand with a smug face, walking off

and you were too busy caught up in your own thoughts to notice the apologetic look hyunjin was desperately trying to get across to you,,,,

but you knew one thing for sure after that small incident

you hated hwang hyunjin

call yourself a niggling bij but that’s just you,,, you gotta deal with what you gotta deal

so since that day, every time you glanced at hyunjin, your glance turned into a glare and you made sure he caught that “glance” before you broke eye contact and stormed off

your petty-meter was seriously off charts,,,,,

and it pains you to admit it but mAyhaps the reason you were so pissed was because you had this teeeeeeeeeny tiny crush on him, just like the rest of the girls in the school

because although he was a jock and dating that evil witch, he seemed nice to enough to smile at anyone who made eye contact with him and like,,,, basically for being the opposite of being a generic athletic jerk

but nAh that one sentence was enough to snap you out of your delulu and go about your own day,,,, ya know, hating hyunjin and stuff

the usual

so this goes on for weeks, you giving hyunjin your famous glare and hyunjin feeling his heart break every time you do it,,,, bcs he’s never had anyone hate him before

one day you were at the library, rushing your assignments bcs dAmn the queen of sass was also a queen of procrastination

like mate, stop procrastinating

you binge-watched your show over the weekends and now you were seated at the library, regretting your life decisions

and you’re so focused like, it’s a miracle that you’re that focused

but some iDIOT just breaks that focus by sitting from across you on YOUR table

who dares

you look, ready to snap at this soul when you realise who it was

“hey y/n,,, can i sit here?”

“funny how you do it and then ask for permission”

at this hyunjin gives you a sheephish smile and goes

“well i had a hunch you wouldn’t have said yes if i had asked first”

“ding ding ding!!!!!! you’ve got the correct answer and earned yourself no shits from me!”

at this, you go back to your work, ignoring the cute pout hyunjin was now sporting because of your ignorance

3 minutes later and you’re disrupted again

“hey y/n,,, i’m sorry for what happened between you and her,,, i really didn’t mean to say that. i just wanted to let you know that i broke it off with her.”

“oh wow congrats”

you hear him sigh, feeling triumphant that you had gotten him to give up talking to you

well spoiler, you wERE WRONG

not even 2 minutes later

“hey, do you have a pen i can borrow? i lost mine,”

“hey do you know what this means”

“hey-”

tHAT WAS IT

“omG hyunjin i’m trying to finish my assignment will you just shut up for a while? like literally i’m willing to do anything to get you to shut up”

you furiously look back down at your assignment, wanting to get it over and done

and then you hear it

you hear him clearing his voice,,, indicating that he was about to speak again

just as you were about to cut him off

“anything?”

wut,,,,,

“what do you mean, anything?”

“you said you’ll do anything to get me to shut up. will you really?”

“ofC not what do you take me for??”

“okay then i guess i’ll just continue talking :>”

bOi

that did it for you

you slammed your book shut, and looked up at him, narrowing your eyes suspiciously

“what’s your deal?”

at this, hyunjin looks away, thinking for a while

just as you were starting to get impatient, he speaks up

“okay. okay okay okay. this is the deal. i’ll stop talking for the rest of the day if you promise that we can be friends. and that you won’t hate me anymore.”

well that was unexpeCTED

but you weren’t that easy

nah uh

“wOw you’re asking for a lot huh,,, hmmm let’s see,,,,,,,,,, no.”

and just as you were about to pack your stuff and move to another table, you hear something that stops you from moving

“i’ll help you with your assignment. i’ve already finished mine so it’ll be a piece of cake.”

now THAT was a good offer

“but i only help my friends with their assignments”

this lil sHIT

well played hwang hyunjin, well played *slowly claps*

you watched as he smirked at you, knowing that he had caught your weak spot

you had an internal debate with yourself, and finally came to a decision

will you regret this decision??

probably

but you were desperate

so you stare at him for a few seconds before extending your hand

“deal.”

he breaks out into a grin and grabs your hand, sealing the deal and the start of a new friendship

that night, just as you were about to sleep after that oh so eventful day you had, you hear your phone chime

you groan as you reach out, wanting to make as little movement as possible bcs,,,, you were lazy

you grab your phone by the tips of your fingers and check your messages

hyunjin: hey this is my address! [address]. see ya tmrw bestie <3

you roll your eyes at his attempts and type one letter before throwing your phone to the side and drifting off to dreamland, with a slight smile on your lips

you: k

the next morning,, you are there at hyunjin’s front door, right on time

bUt why aren’t you pressing the doorbell????

let’s be real,,, underneath all that sass, you were just a nervous teenage girl

before you could chicken out and leave, you smack yourself and press the doorbell

a few seconds later the door opens,, and you come face to face with a middle-aged woman

“hi dear, what can i do for you?”

aWkwArd,,,,

“uhm,,, i’m here to work on an assignment with hyunjin??”

“oh! hyunjin didn’t mention anything, but come right in!”

that little piece of uncultured swine

you walk into the house and stand around awkwardly, not knowing what to do or say

when his mother points you to his room, and lets you know that he’s probably still sleeping with a small shake of her head

hmMm looks like him oversleeping happens often

you contemplated if you should go in,,, cause ya know, privacy and shit

but you had to get your revenge??? obviously

so you silently walk in to the room and voila

there was that sleeping lump, sprawled across a queen sized bed

as you get closer, you can’t help but notice just how good looking he was

i mean sUre you’ve seen him around in school but

with the amount of peace he had on his face,,, he looked almost ethereal

but with that thought, you snapped out of it

bcs exCuse yOu

you’re here for revenge

not to admire the boy

so you carefully lift your leg,,, and muster all the strength in the world

and BAM

you just kicked him off the bed,,, him falling onto the floor with a loud thud

and it did the trick !!!!

he shot right up and looked around, vision hazy and mind still blurred

just as he was starting to come to his senses, his eyes focus on the one girl standing on the other side of the bed,, smirk evident on her face

“that’s what you get for leaving me alone with the adults in the house”

and you walk right out,, leaving him to stare at you speechless

time skip,,,, 5 hours later, and you’re all done with your assignment

and although you hated to admit it

it turned out pretty fricking amazing

thanks to your brain, your hardwork, a bit of hyunjin, but mostly your perseverance :D

oK but real talk literally you were screwed if he didn’t help so

you kinda owed him big time

“look man, thanks a lot for your help. i would have died without you”

and hyunjin just counters this statement with a smile and shakes his head, letting you know that it was okay

and you kindA felt bad,,,, i mean, you did try and kill him with your glares the past few weeks

and you weren’t thAt mean

so,,,

“uhm,,, do you think,, maybe,, we could start over? hard feelings forgotten?”

and this takes hyunjin by total surprise,,, like all he ever wanted was just to talk to you after seeing you stare him down the past few weeks

but he’d be lying if he said that his heart wasn’t bursting for joy bcs !!!! yay!!!! you didn’t hate him anymore!!!!! what a baby boy

so y’all start over that very day,,, and as expected, hit it off almost immediately

*end flashback*

sO back to now where you have an amazing best friend

pshhh best friend they say

what no i didn’t say anything

n E ways

oK fine,,, on top of him being your best friend, it was really no surprise that you fell for him

i mean cmon

he’s sweet

talented

bEautiful

and etc

but like bij nAh, you were never planning to confess bcs bij??? that could ruin your friendship????

everybody facepalm with me

so you just keep it a secret and try to live with it

except it was reaaally hard to keep it a secret

bcs you saw him almost every. single. day

he’s always asking you to do something with him

getting ice cream,, watching a movie,, going to the park

you even learned how to play soccer bcs he insisted on teaching you

but despite all this, you were still persistent that he saw you as nothing more than a friend,,, and that he did this with all his close friends

news flash: nO he did not

but since it was too much feelings for you to handle, you spill all of this to your other close friend, jisung

and he’s like

“oOOoO expected,,, why don’t you just confess??”

and you’re like

“are you duMB? it’s going to ruin our friendship?? i can’t do that??”

and he’s just like

“you’re the dumb one here sis, but go off, i guess”

bCs literally the whole world knew you two had heart eyes for each other

and by whole world, i mean jisung

and being xTra, he’s like,,, you know what?? i gotta get them together

so he “casually” makes a bet with you

and you’re like ooOoO fun

bcs you love bets

mainly has to do with the reason that you hardly ever lose one :>

so when jisung goes “if i get higher than you on this economics test, you gotta text hyunjin 7 reasons why you like him. no explanations given.”

and you really wanna say no and run away

but like

you were no coward

so you’re like “sUre bij bring it on, i was born ready for thi s”

so the day you get back your results, you’re more nervous for the bet than your grades

like you could fail, for all you care

but as long as you failed higher than jisung,, all’s fine

so when you get back your test with a 86 scribbled at the top, you grin to yourself,, convinced that there was no way he was gonna get any higher than you

but as you turn to show him your score,, your smile slowly fades,,,

bcs on his paper

a big red 92 is written at the top, with an ‘excellent’ scribbled next to it

“so,,, y/n,,, ready for what i’ve planned?”

and he’s just grinning like the cheshire cat, with you staring at him in disbelief, mentally counting down to your doom

the next day, you try to convince your mum that you’re down with a really bad disease, which makes it absolutely impossible for you to go school

but your mum ain’t buying that

so there you were, standing at your locker, looking left and right for any signs of han jisung

just as you thought you were safe, you hear someone calling out your name

your face turns white, as you turn around, expecting to come face to face with jisung

but instead you’re met with a raven-haired boy that made your heart beat unnecessarily fast

“whatcha doing today after school??”

and you’re just like qUick think of an excuse

bcs you were in no position to stay with him any longer than necessary for fear that you may just blurt out what you had formed in your head bcs of the bet

“uhhh i’ve got plans with jisung!! we’re gonna go to,, the market! yea!”

seriously,,,, that’s the best you could come up with??

so hyunjin just gives you a really weird look and draws out a “okay,,,,,,,,”

and you’re just like “yea okay bye!!!”

and you run the heCK away

time skip and it’s the end of school

the time which you were dreading,,, because there stood han jisung, waiting for you to confess to your crush

“jisung,,, i really don’t think i can do this,,, can’t i just like, buy you lunch for a week or something?”

“as tempting as that sounds, nO. you’ve gotta do this for yourself, for humanity, and for my sanity. i swear i can’t hear you talking about him again”

at his, you sigh, knowing that he’s right,,, but still not gaining the guts to do it

“come on y/n,,,, you know that on top of me really wanting you to stop bothering me about him, you really gotta get your feelings out of your system,,, you’re not going to be able to keep everything in.”

and although you just wanted to die and chill in heaven at that moment

jisung had a point,,, which was a rare occurrence

so you decide to listen to him,,, i mean, what’d you got to lose???

maybe your shame

and your precious friendship

but that’s it

so you whip your phone out and press the top contact on your phone

“ok here i go,,,”

“yEs queen!!! get it!”

you briefly roll your eyes at him, before returning your eyes to the screen

the cursor blinking, almost tauntingly

you breathe out and just take it as a platform to let it all out

i love the way you play soccer

ofc you do,,, i’m the best :P

you feel slight relief at his reply, but at the same time, you couldn’t stop the way slight disappointment filled you at his interpretation of you texts

jisung peeked at your phone from over your shoulder, immediately voicing out objections

“come on y/n!! that’s so lame! that barely counts as a confession!”

you groan out loud, and type on your phone, earning a hum of satisfaction from the nosy boy behind you

i love the way your eyes crinkle when you smile

why, thank you y/n,,,, but what’s with the sudden compliment spree

“ugh, jisung i’m going crazy,,,”

you actually were,,, moments away from throwing your phone into the lake right beside where you were seated

“you got this love,,, just a few more and you can live with no regrets,”

you knew he was right,,, although it was absolutely embarrassing, you know you would regret not telling him in the future

i love the mole underneath your eye

y/n??? c’mon, what’s wrong? are you pranking me right now??

you take a deep breath, and continue on, with the newly found courage

i love the way you pestered me to talk to you even though i was being a complete ass

hey seriously, tell me what’s happening?

i love the way you always manage to put a smile on my face no matter the circumstance

y/n, please,,, don’t fill me with empty hope,, cut it out if you’re pranking me,,,

,,, empty hope? what’s that supposed to mean??

whatever it meant, it sure did it’s part in speeding up your already dying heart

you suck it up, butterflies growing stronger as you get closer and closer to your last message

i love how my heart speeds up merely at the mention of your name

tell me that this is what i think it means,,,

you stared at your screen, three simple words written out

but your fingers seemed to be jammed, unable to press the send button

was this all just a mistake?? maybe you could just play it off as a prank by jisung

“you got his honey,,, just do it,, press the button”

and with this encouragement from jisung, you press the send button without further hesitation, feeling as though your heart physically stopped as you observed how the “delivered” changed to “read”, indicating that he had read your message

i love you.

are you for real???? i’m coming to you now. where are you?

you stare at your phone, unable to comprehend what had happened in the past few minutes, as jisung slowly pries your phone from you

he types your whereabouts, as you continue to space out, heart beating at an unusual pace as you still try to process what you just did

“i’m going to leave now okay? just know that i am really proud of what you did,,,, and don’t worry too much, everything will be fine,”

with this, jisung leaves, leaving you to sit there alone, just wondering how things were going to be between you and hyunjin now

were y’all going to stop being friends??

or maybe you could just completely ignore what had happened and go back to being how y’all used to be,,,,

as you were in your own world, you fail to hear the footsteps that stopped right behind you

you hear someone take a seat beside you and whip your head to the side, almost regretting it immediately

“so,,, your messages,,,,”

and before you could do anything else, words just spill from you mouth with no filter whatsover

“i’m so sorry hyunjin, i really am,,, i know that we’ve been really really close friends and i might have just ruined what we had. i understand if you don’t wanna be friends anymore but i guess i hope we could just forget this and move on? i mean, that’s totally your choice because-”

and you’re cut off, just like that

no warning

nothing

zilch

nada

and the only thing that stopped you from continuing your rant was the fact that there a pair of lips on yours

hyunjin’s ones to be exact

whAT

DID WE EXPECT THIS???

yes, yes we did

but you certainly got the answer to your worries by that one action

as y’all break apart, you stare at him still dazed by the kiss, as he smiles lovingly at you

“i was so afraid that you were just pranking me,,, because if you had been, i would’ve been so heartbroken cause i really got my hopes really high,,, like, super high,, i guess i never replied you tho,,,, i love you too y/n. more than you can imagine.”

and you just snap out of it and do something you always do when you had to cope with intense situation

you laughed

you laughed and laughed and laughed

were you laughing at the fact that the person you loved, loved you back?

were you laughing at the fact that jisung was right for once?

or were you laughing at the fact that you were being a dumbass all this while when you could’ve manned up sooner?

you never found out

but what you did find out, is that being in love was amazing

especially when the person you were in love with was hwang hyunjin

so since then, you’ve been having a pretty frickin amazing life

good grades, hot boyfriend, the whole package

the news that you both were dating spread like wildfire

half of them were surprised, the other half jealous

but people were mostly surprised bcs of the fact that they thought you and him were already dating,,,

like you both were glued to each other every other day

so with that, everyone slowly got accustomed to the fact the school’s jock was once again taken

your relationship with hyunjin didn’t actually change that much,,, other than the fact that y’all kissed and did all the mushy shit

and also omg imagine

you going for his soccer games, sporting his extra jersey that had “hwang” on the back of it, together with the number he was playing

and also him giving you flying kisses right before the starting whistle blows

and running over to you to give you a proper kiss once the final whistle had been blown, win or lose

and you couldn’t have been happier

∞ end ∞

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multifandom-kpop-scenarios · 5 years

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*slides into inbox once again* Hi, i've been busy with work so i didn't read the stories till yesterday. Even then, i had no idea what to say bc they're so good and adorable. Is it ok if i request another? i just love the others you wrote they're amazing and i love them. If it is ok then i would like to request a chan scenario similar to the felix one, but maybe not in hs. Thank you so much for this! ~felix anon

Hello! Thank you for the request! I am so happy to hear that the other scenarios brought you joy. I hope this one lives up to the others! Enjoy~!

Admin Rex

You had just barely stepped one foot outside the threshold of your classroom when you were almost toppled over. When you straightened up, an arm was slung around your shoulders. You steady your breathing because you came this close to a face-to-face meeting with the cement beneath your feet.

“Hey, Minho.” You smile slightly at the taller figure currently leaning unnecessary weight onto your barely smaller body. He smiled that big, bright smile that he approached you with on the day you became friends, “Hello, Y/N. How was class?” Your soulless glare and half-hearted shrug told him all he needed to know. He laughed his signature laugh, and you found yourself chuckling along because it was just that kind of contagious laugh. He dragged you along, and you really didn’t know where he was pulling you. You didn’t mind, being able to just be with him is nice, considering you’re both uni students and don’t often have a lot of time for friends. Minho removed his arm from your shoulders, content with just walking beside you. He got you to chat about the most random things until he exclaimed a loud Ow! as his body jerked forward with weight that wasn’t his own.

“Hey! Minho, Y/N!” Another friend greeted. Jisung laughed as Minho attempted to softly jab him in the side. Jisung continued through his laughter and efforts of dodging Minho’s fingers, “I need to ask a favor.” Minho stopped, his curiosity piqued. When Jisung requested help, it either ended up being something incredibly troubling or just plain weird. Jisung put his hands together in front of him as he grinned at you and your best friend, “The radio station is really low on hands, and we really need help! Would you be willing to assist the valiant 3RACHA team?” There was a short silence and you thought you could hear the crows calling out - caw… caw… caw… - before he sighed, “Aw, man. You guys were my last hope.”

Seeing his defeated expression and hearing his troubled sigh, you felt your heart squeeze. You always had a soft spot for Jisung and his too bright smile, “Jisung, I’ll help.” Almost instantly, his smile returned with the intensity of four suns, “Really? This is why you’re my favorite, Y/N!” He then proceeded to stick his tongue out at Minho, who returned the childish gesture. Jisung turned back towards you, “When are you free?”

You took a moment to think. You were technically free, but you were hanging out with Minho. You also should really start that music project you’d been putting off. But Jisung’s hopeful eyes made it nearly impossible to say not now. “Well, I guess I can help out, too. We’re free now.” Minho seemed to have made the decision for you. Jisung enthusiastically grabbed yours and Minho’s wrists to drag you across the campus in record time. Eventually, you were standing outside the music building, the same one you’d just left over an hour ago. You followed Jisung and Minho as you were led up to the second floor. The door itself was like the others, grey with a glass pane. You wouldn’t have realized what room you were standing in front of if it weren’t for the bright red piece of paper decorated with three very different chicken doodles. You really wondered why they chose 3RACHA for their radio name. Actually, you wondered that about a few of the other clubs, too. Like the Newspaper club. Why were they called PepperJJANG?

Jisung pushed you and Minho into the room. It was definitely fit for being a radio room, and that was probably the intended purpose, too. The room was small to begin with, but it was even smaller now that it had been divided into two. One side, the one you were on, had many pieces of equipment - all of which you knew how to use thanks to your music classes - and a few chairs pushed up against the walls and desks. One the other side of the glass that split the room were the other two members of the radio station seated at a table covered in loose papers and cords. You only knew Jisung by name - he is your friend, after all - and you’d seen the other two around before. They both looked incredibly surprised at your arrival. Jisung had propped the door open as he entered the other room, allowing you to hear their conversation freely.

“Who…?” One of them asks, they’re all looking at you and Minho now. Jisung is waving his hand in a beckoning motion, so you and Minho awkwardly shuffle through the door. “These are the friends I was telling you might help us!” The blond one lets out a small ‘uwah’ before standing up, “Thank you so much for this, really.” He bows in your direction before nudging the person beside him to do the same. After making sure everyone was thanked properly, Jisung motioned for you to introduce yourself, “Hi, I am (Y/N). I really can’t turn Jisung down when he really needs help,” you chuckle nervously. The blond grins at you with a nod. Minho also introduces himself before Jisung’s teammates do. “Well, I’m Chan. This one is Changbin.” Just from hearing their names, you can deduce that Chan goes by CB97 on the radio and Changbin is SpearB.

Chan continued grinning at you while Jisung tried explaining what had to be done around Minho’s incessant interruptions. The older boy looked familiar to you, but you weren’t quite sure yet. You kept looking away from him to look at Jisung, but you just felt compelled to look at him. Everytime you’d look his way, he’d make eye contact, and it was flustering. Jisung and Changbin didn’t seem to notice you weren’t listening, but Minho made sure you caught his smirk.

It wasn’t until the following week that Jisung approached you and Minho again. Your first assignment for the radio club was to man the station controls, with the help of Minho, of course. It was relatively uneventful. You always tuned into the radio, so you were pretty much up-to-date with all school events, but there wasn’t anything going on this week. You suspect it has something to do with upcoming finals. You felt a twinge of nerves shoot through your body at the reminder. You know you’re pretty much prepared for all of your classes except for one: Music Composition. The final for that class was to turn in your own music piece putting all the knowledge you’ve acquired during the semester to use. You were stuck. Your piece just didn’t sound right to you, no matter how you edited it. You had half a mind to ask one of your friends who’d completed the course for help, but knew that they would be just as busy as you.

These were the thoughts on your mind as you find yourself wandering through the sections of books in the campus library. It always surprised you how many students actually studied in the library. You found yourself standing in front of the non-fiction books and you legitimately had no idea how these books would help you. You continued to stare at the books in front of your face when you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning, you come face to face with Chan. He has a wide smile on his face when he asks, “What has you wandering the library like you’re lost?” It takes you a moment to clear your head of your current despair. You tell him about your upcoming final, and he nods, totally getting where you’re coming from. “You know, I could probably help you with your assignment.” Your eyes widen at him, “Are you sure?” Chan nods at you, clearly willing to help you.

In the time you’d been assisting 3RACHA, you learned that Chan was not only a music major, but a very selfless person as well. “That would be really, really helpful and I would owe you my life.” Were you being dramatic? Maybe, but you really would be in debt to Chan if he was able to help you. He laughed with you while saying that he wouldn’t mind being payed back. After comparing schedules, you settled on a day and time with him. He smiled, his dimples on display, “Well, it’s a date, then.”

On the day that you had to meet with Chan, you were nervous. Why? Well, you’re sharing a piece of music you, a newbie to composing, created yourself with a more experienced producer. And, Chan was really kind and you maybe think he’s good-looking, but that’s beside the point. You had told Chan that you could meet at the little café that was a few blocks away from your apartment. Unfortunately, when you got there, all the tables were occupied. Fortunately, Chan had already claimed a table. You greeted him with a wide smile that he full heartedly returned. After placing an order for drinks, you sat down across from Chan. You were pulling out your laptop rather quickly and skimming your files for the song you had composed thus far. You really wanted to get this done; you’d fail otherwise. Chan sat patiently until you rotated the device until it was facing him, headphones connected and ready to go. You busied yourself with waiting for your order while the 3RACHA member listened to your song.

When you returned with the drinks, Chan had his eyes closed and had an expression of focus. You took a sip of the drink you ordered, dreading when he would finish listening to the song. It wasn’t long before you were looking into his amazingly brown eyes, “Well, I definitely get what you mean by it sounding empty,” You felt a bit more nervous as he continued, “but I think I can really help you!” You couldn’t help grabbing his hand, “Thank you, really!” He smiled pointing out that he hasn’t even done anything to help you, yet. You continued to stare at him while holding his hand. The tips of Chan’s ears were beginning to turn red, and you realized that your cheeks were hot, and you should probably let go of his hand now. You withdraw your hands slowly, not looking away from him up until someone slammed their hands down on the table in front of you. You jumped horrendously, looking up at the culprit. Minho was smiling at you, but it was the all-knowing smile he would give you when you got caught doing something you wouldn’t openly share with him. Like maybe having a crush on someone. In that moment, you knew you’d have to tell him everything. Minho raised his eyebrows and you remembered, “Oh, I am so sorry Chan! I promised that I’d tutor Minho today. He really needs help because he sucks at English” You couldn’t help the last part. He did just embarrass you. Chan smiles, “It’s no problem. We can meet up some other time.”

When Chan stood and left, Minho slid himself into the now empty seat, claiming it as his own. He smiled deviously, “So.” You groaned and placed you head on top of the keyboard of your computer. He laughed before prompting you to speak. You start as you put away your laptop, “So what if I think he’s cute?” Minho grinned like a cat at your admission, and you knew you’d just sealed your fate.

A couple of days later, you were approaching 3RACHA’s room. Just as you cracked the door open slightly, you heard Minho’s voice. The only part you caught was “I think you and (Y/N) would be pretty cute together.” It seemed like he was feigning innocence and maybe some disinterest. You could hear Chan’s high pitched laugh as a form of response. Quickly, you whipped out your phone to text Minho: what do you think you’re doing??? You hear your best friend’s phone go off, but are startled when Chan continues, “I do like (Y/N). But, I don’t want to come off as too abrupt.” Minho mumbled something that sounded like “I don’t think you have to worry about that.” Chan made a little noise. You waited a few more ticks before opening the door. Chan’s back was turned so you stuck your tongue out at Minho. He shrugged just as Chan turned around. The blonde looked shocked to see you standing behind him, “Oh, hello, (Y/N).” He smiled at you before making a beeline to the door. You were surprised to see Jisung and Changbin already in their seats. You really hoped they didn’t somehow hear everything Minho and Chan said. You watched Chan as he pulled his phone from his pocket. A few seconds of watching Chan type later, your phone chimed from where it was in your hand. Confused, you checked it because Minho was in the same room, so he would’ve actually spoke to you. You were surprised to see a text from Chan: I know you still need help with your music project, but I would really like to take you out for some dinner. Will you go on a date with me?

If a sappy grin was on your face when you nodded at Bang Chan, then that was between him and you.

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grasslandgirl · 5 years

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tag game! 15 questions 15 mututals

i was tagged in the wonderful @theonewherelaurynhasablog tysm and HERE WE GO

1. are you named after anyone?

uhh nah my parents wanted my name to be “feminine but strong” and to be like unique but not fucking bizarre, so here we are

that being said, they are big jimmy buffet fans and his daughter’s name is Savannah Jane so like....... suspicious

2. when was the last time you cried?

the last time i teared up was last night when i was watching the good doctor (shawn was finishing reading a story to a little boy with terminal cancer bc the boy looked like his brother who died when he was young... and he never finished reading this book that shawn had gifted him.... twas really fucking sad) but i like didn’t Actually Cry so idk if that counts

the last time i think i full on cried was a couple weeks ago after like a fight w my mom or smth and i was pissed and frustrated but its like whatever we’re cool

3. do you have kids?

lmao not technically

but when i was in highschool i was dubbed the unofficial den mother of my theatre department and lots of my friends even now semi-jokingly call me mom so idk if that counts but im a proud pseudo-mother

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

yes literally all the time im kind of a bitch

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

uhh face hair clothes i guess???? maybe their attitude towards me if applicable

6. what’s your eye colour?

oh! they’re brown/green/hazel

technically i think i have heterochromia- which is when there’s like a starburst of different color within the main color of the iris (look it up, there are some beautiful pics on google images, I have the one w two different colors in both eyes, not when your eyes are different colors)- so my eyes are greenish grey on the outside with a golden brown starburst on the inside!

the tones are fairly similar and so you can’t really tell unless you’re looking close up so really my eyes just look more/less brown or green depending on the light or surrounding colors

lmao sorry for going off i just really like my eyes......

7. scary movie or happy ending?

happy! ending! happy!! ending!! honestly im SUCH a scaredy cat and an anxious bitch and i Hate scary movies and also like cheesy rom coms and happy endings make me so happy theyre so pure..... wholesome

8. any special talents?

uhhhh i have a good memory (its not like photographic or anything though) so like i remember songs and lyrics really well and was really strong at getting memorized for my lines (and sometimes other peoples’ lines) when i do theatre

i think I’m fairly musically talented although i don’t have a lot of training but i think i have a good ear for where music/notes/harmonies fit in a piece of music, especially one i’ve heard before or know well

I’ve been acting for like three or four years now, so i don’t know if i would call it a Talent necessarily more of training and practice lmao

uhhhh im a fast reader, i’m a decent chef for my age and experience, uhhh yeah

9. where were you born?

north carolina, usa which is like..... yikes.... but in like a liberal/democrat hot spot in nc so like.... slightly less yikes?

10. what are your hobbies?

oh shit ok here we go: reading, writing, singing, i play ukulele very badly, i cook esp baking desserts, acting, i watch so much netflix/hulu its Ridiculous, i doodle occasionally and poorly, uhhh yeah

11. do you have any pets?

yes!! i have a dog, Waylon, that I got almost 8 years ago for christmas <3 he’s a mutt that has the body of like a lab or a bigger dog, but the legs of a corgi, he’s got long back hair w a few white spots and i Love Him, and we have two cats; lilo and stitch! we got them from a local rescue center a few years ago, lilo is a girl and she’s a chubby grey tabby and stitch is a boy and he’s my beautiful boy and he’s a white flame tips siamese with blue eyes please google them they’re beautiful

12. what sports do you play/have you played?

uh gross no

i did do a martial art for like 6 years in middle/early high school but it was more focused on practical self defense maneuvers as opposed to drills or competitions, and i did a lot of theatre in high school which tends to include more physical exertion than people realize

13. how tall are you?

like 5′6 or 5′7 i think. tallish but not a giant

14. favorite subject in school?

english/art! i love reading and writing in my free time and enjoyed and was good at it in school, and i took like four different arts classes in high school (theater, ceramics, chorus, photography!) and enjoyed them to a more or lesser extent!!

15. dream job?

uhh probably stage acting or anything artistic that I can maintain a love for, ideally with a good salary that i can afford to do the things i love and be with the people i love

tags!!

@thotdagas @jace-lightwood @heliophobicsoul @lewissimon @iconictowerprep @umusings @formosusiniquis @punkrock-gay @blue-finch @actualbabe @keeping-tabs @petermaldonadoh @wlwshehulk @phonecallfromgod @rxxkjina and anyone else who wants to do this!! please dont feel obligated to do this if you don’t want to but this was surprisingly fun!!

#tag game #aes me

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mothraballs · 6 years

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Sketchbooks From Over The Last Seven Years

I have a box of sketchbooks and random sketches that I’ve been adding to since I was about 12. Today I went through it all and I decided I’d make a post about it because. idk. why not I guess? So obviously its not every page of every book but like if anyone wants to go through about 7 years of bad sketchbooks and loose sketches and doodles its under the cut. Some nudity

.Going through this sucked a little because like who in the world ever wants to go through their middle school art??? Its hard not to get rid of that stuff because like not only does it suck but it makes me remember middle school and things like anime club and like. ew. But it’s nice to see how much less I suck at this, even if i’m not nearly as talented as I’d like to be. It also makes me sad to think of art i’ve lost, even if it was bad. I don’t have pretty much anything that I did digitally from like age 13-16 because I either deleted it or lost it when a computer broke because i didnt back that up since I didnt think id care but l kinda wish I still had some of that stuff, just like to compare improvement over such a big time period.

I wanted to find some of my actual finished art to post with this, but I couldn’t find it today, so it’s only sketchbook stuff (but I dont finish a lot of things anyway lol). Maybe I’ll make another post comparing old things I actually finished with new stuff once I can find it because I know it’s around here somewhere anyway heres sketchbooks!!

This is from 7th grade, so I guess I was 12. It’s god fucking awful, complete with drawings of memes (which I will spare u from), slenderman fan art, and a weird message about my middle school bike, which I still have in my garage, being stolen, which it never was. And the brakes do work.

why

This one is also from when I was 12, but it’s only about 1/4 of the way full.

i think i had a mental brakedown here lmao

@douche-mccoosh ‘s sexy page

This one was either from 7th-8th grade or just in 8th grade. Idk. Either way I was probably 13 years old. Just a warning: Mlp fan art starts here

1 (ONE) wolf

idk what this is supposed to be honestly

long forgotten OC

This one was also from when I was 13

I had this from age 13-14, I started drawing digitally a LOT more around age 14, so I guess I wasnt rly using my sketchbook as much

this was like straight copied from a piece I saw at an art magnet school I applied to (obviously I didnt get in lmfao) and I really did not understand how dark I needed to make the paper in some spots. And then I never finished it

A pony OC... she was a robot ok

I think I had this one age 14-15. The paper ended up being translucent so I stopped using it early on. Im kinda glad I didn’t fill it up because that actually might be kinda useful to me now

Sweet notes from @lmkno

This one wasn’t in the picture on the top bc I found it later. I think I might also be missing like 1 other one too tbh but oh well lol I think I had it when I was 15? really stopped drawing like a lot around this time, I wasn’t doing digital stuff either cuz my computer was broken at the time

This is also about when I stopped throwing away every single thing i drew on a loose piece of paper, so here’s some random sketches from the general timeframe

First sketches of my OCs Vonn, the fish man and Elliot, the girl with pigtails

Some of my art I’ve sorted correlating to the OC’s and the universe they belong in or whatever so here’s some OC’s that sort of came about around that time, some of the pictures are from when I was older though

Ginger

the TV head robot guy was named Seven

the guy with the fuckin,, circle head and weird face is Wolfgang, I still draw him a lot today but ive changed how he looks a l o t

I had this age 15-16, so like 2014-15. Maybe early 2016? There’s a lot of blank pages and scribbled out things. I

Wolfgang again

fukkin,,,, gaye ass furry roleplay oc

Sketches on loose paper from the time I think??? I honestly cant tell when all of these are from but they’re gonna go here.

first design of an OC named Eryl

A random D20 character

Eryl

Early drawings of an OC named Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy Lucy aka Lucy Ninetimes

Lucy & Wolfgang

And heres more stuff I had sorted by OCs/universe or whatever

main OCs here are Pidgenfinger, with the blue or possibly stylistic black hair, and Chrissy, shes like. A mouse or something

main OCs here are Roland and Ansel, they were like siamese twins and then one of them died at birth and now this guy just has a ghost twin idk it was stupid

Finally we’re at the point that my phone started recognizing faces in my sketchbook. I had this one age 17, i might have started it like right before I turned 17?

Lucy & Wolfgang

Vonn and Elliot on the right side of the page

Pidgenfingersa

Roland & Ansel

Dont Starve fanart on the right

Elliot on the right

Lucy on the bottom left

Vonn & Elliot on this page too

Lucy & Wolfgang, this is dumb but w/e

Von, Elliot, and another OC, Eryl. The lady with horns never got a name

Random Sketches

Lucy

Wolfgang

I got this sketchbook a few months after id turned 18 if i remember correctly

Lucy, but decapitated

Lucy

Lucy again

Lucy yet again

Lucy!!!!!!!!!!

Wolfgang

(and Lucy)

I got this sketchbok as a gift from my wonderful boyfriend @the-lost-professor early january of this year, so technically when I was 18, I’m now 19

Eryl on bottom right

Stuff I did for mermay

some random sketches

My current sketchbok ft. Tsu This one was also a gift from my boyfriend ♥ I got it late June of this year

Wolfgang

Lucy

Wolfgang

Lucy

Wolfgang and Leah, and OC that i made a long ass time go and I dont have the original picture but I redrew her

Wolfgangs and Lucys

Eryl on the left

The last thing I did for mermay, which I technically finished after may ended

Lucy

and the most recent page! With Lucy and Wolfgang on the right

uhhhhhhhhh

im really fucking hungry now and im gonna go eat bye

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astrofireworks · 6 years

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beep beep more kid!binu bc why not :’)

based heavily on cp coulter’s jogan fic bc i miss jogan when will julian wake up from siege will datherine ever get married lmk

bin ??? doesn’t want to be here

all he wants to do is go home and nap but for some reason his mum dragged him and sua to some stuffy adult event and then abandoned them at a play table for kids

and she’s standing to one side talking to Adults so he can’t even go bother her and ask her to take them home

i mean, he could, but he was also better brought up than that

and so bin stands in a corner pouting, long abandoned by sua, who’s tottered off to talk to another girl at the end of the table

bin wondering how it is that his sister’s already managed to find new friends !!!! abandoning him already !! almost as if they weren’t siblings!!!!

bin sulking and sitting himself down at an empty spot at the table

there’s nothing to do and there are no friends bc his sister abandoned him and his mum didn’t even invite rocky so

bin ??? alone in this world

dramatic!bin

there are ?? what looks like small containers of finger paints in front of him so he just pulls them towards him

if there’s nobody here to entertain him he’ll just entertain himself, bin huffs

who needs friends when you have yourself !!

cue bin dipping his fingers into the paint jars and swirling paint around a piece of paper

bin doodling yellow stars and blue stars and red stars

bin also splashing blue paint all over one side of his paper bc art right !

wrong

the boy next to him looking up and scowling at him

the boy: “you’re going to get it on my paper!!” >:(

bin frowning and tugging his paper further from the grump

them working in relative silence until the other guy leans over

the boy: “hey do you have purple?”

bin looking up and around the table bc nah he’s only had the three primary colours

the other guy pouting and staring at his unfinished piece

which frankly looks like a blob to bin, but who is he to judge what others call art!

bin sighing and pulling another piece of paper over to them then dumping a blob of red on it

bin sticking his finger in the small pot of blue paint then swirling it around the red spot

there he goes

purple !

a muddy purple, sure, but a purple all the same

he watches as the other boy’s face brightens and his lips curl up into a smile

huh

a pretty smile, bin thinks, and smiles back

the boy, beaming: “thank!!!!”

but also the boy leaning over and staring at bin’s paper

the boy: “is that the only shape you know?”

cue bin scowling bc no !! he knows other shapes !!!!!!

the boy: “well, can you draw a heart?”

bin flushing bc ofc he can !!!!!!!!!!

just that

he’s forgotten

what a heart looks like ?

the boy, watching bin carefully: “don’t think you can,,,,,,,”

bin whining slightly

the boy reaching over and grabbing bin’s pudgy hand in his own

bin watching as the boy smooths bin’s palm out and dips his own finger into the pot of red and very carefully paints a heart onto bin’s palm

bin, brightening instantly: “i know what a heart is!!”

the boy looking up at where bin’s face is crinkled up into a smile

you know the one

lord my heart is so weak for bin’s smile he could toss me off a bridge and i’d be ok if he were smiling through it

the boy beaming at bin, his hand still cradling bin’s: “yeah, but only cause i showed you!”

the boy: “what’s ur name?”

“i’m bin.”

“i’m eunwoo.”

#astro #astro fic #vivi shoots #binu #listen im sitting in a coffeeshop rn and there are two white guys beside me bragging about the places theyve been to all around the world #and one of them was like 'yeah so have u been to LA'#and the other one deadass replies #'no i havent been to america'#honey idk how to break this to you but ur like #in new york #?#anyways #send me aus :')

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thefancycryptid · 6 years

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That 11 Questions Thing I Am Indubitably Mucking Up But Trying Anyway

Tagged by @scrawlandspirits and not sure what I am doing so HAVE YE PATIENCE k thx

1: What is your favorite color?

Hrm. Well....lots of colors for lots of things. Like, which limb do I prefer? I love the dusky purple from desert sunsets because it makes me feel both alive and peaceful. Also the deep blue right as twilight becomes night.

2: Name one literary site you are interested in going to

Well, I suppose I'd like to poke around anywhere Tolkien hung out. Though I'm less interested in literary sites now that the people are...not there. Would have killed to sit in one of Tolkien's lectures though. I have fond feelings for those stories.

3: Name one park you'd like to go to

Hm, I assume we mean nature parks. I would like to go back to the Grand Canyon park area. I loved it immensely. Also there is apparently this forest that sounds like it spawned all fairietales, called puzzlewood, and I would love to go get lost in its branches.

4: What is your favorite animal?

The Bengal Tiger. Gorgeous, sinewy, terrifying, graceful, deadly and just. Amaze.

5: Do you have a favorite dinosaur?

I do not? I love the idea of dinosaurs mostly because I am fascinated by their mass and the bone structure and all the things we don't know...but I don't have a favorite. Velociraptor if I have to pick, I suppose, because lithe and scary AF

6: What is something that you hate?

Serious: I hate that children and innocent people get fucked over (school, domestic, overseas, wherever) and that society as A Whole gives no fucks.

Lighter: I low-key hate comedies because the secondhand embarrassment for all the dumb things just kills me I cannot

7: What was the last thing you ate?

HEAVENLY FREAKING CHURROS. Because my work bestie and I treated ourselves after A Hell Week and I ascended to a non corporeal form out of sheer delight

8: Do you have a favorite pen or pencil to use?

Sort of? I have a type. I like sharpie pens extra fine tips in black and I have no fewer than five on my person at a given time because those things are like socks in a dryer and take field trips when you aren't looking. But they draw well, write well, doodle well, don't bleed, would probably back you up in a bar fight were you the type to get into one...

9: What color are the walls in the room you're sitting in?

Landlord griege yo. But like. Badly painted with uneven spots so as to Give My Artistic Self Chest Pains. I might go rogue eventually and fix it.

10: Name one unusual thing in your room

Ummm. Not much I guess except maybe the sheer volume of Outer Space related paraphernalia.

11: What is one short term goal you want to accomplish in the next three months?

I am going to finish the script to the comic I'm working on in the next 6 weeks if it legit kills me. The show must go on and it cannot while it is stuck in my brain so....HERE WE GO also ask me all the things about my children bc a) good practice and b)I am so proud of them ahha

Ok. I think now I am supposed to add new questions for the following tagged people to answer or disregard at their leisure...or of course anyone else. Hmhm @miss-lys @lechatrouge673 @slothquisitor @evillyte @cactuarkitty and all other interested parties! Nothing obligatory of course!

1. Fictional character you have found to be most compelling?

2. What makes you feel at home/peaceful?

3. If you had a day to do anything, and money/travel weren't an issue, how would you spend it?

4. What did you dream of someday doing, when you were a kid?

5. What fills you with awe?

6. Who inspires you?

7. What fictional character do you most see yourself in?

8. What, if any, works of fiction/literature/podcasts/vid game have had a profound impact on your life?

9. What is your favorite music to listen to when you're happy? When you're sad?

10. Coffee? Tea? Other? Warm and cozy drink of choice...

11. What's your favorite thing about where you live?

Ok I never do these so sorry if it is clunky or whatevs. New Experiences For Jess haha.

#11 questions #idk what im doing #this was fun tho #also curious about these answers

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jihoonslattee · 7 years

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Manga Character! Jihoon [3]

A/N: well well HELLOO it’s been a good while since I’ve continued me series for manga jihoon and i’ve been wanting to write and continue it but school has got me wrapped around their finger with all these tests smh.

but ANYWAYS

i want to thank my friend who gave me an idea about a certain part of this chapter [can i call it a chapter? LMAO] but yeah! I hope yall enjoy it because i’m planning on ending it in like 1 or 2 parts!

—–

“jihoon what is all this ramen, eggs, and toast for”

“Y/N i’m just thanking you for not kicking me out these past two weeks.”

“by giving me food we’ve been having for quite a while now?”

you pause and sit down in front of all the food at the table before giving a smile towards Jihoon,

“you know me too well.”

he laughs before you both start digging into the food laid in front of you.

“so did you find the magic to getting back into your manga? I don’t want you to-”

you look up to see that Jihoon has disappeared from his seat

so you just shrug and carry on eating

but after that it seems like Jihoon is always and I mean ALWAYS disappearing once you mention the manga.

like one time at school you were literally eating lunch with him and the convo went like this

“so jihoon I keep on trying to ask but-”

“oops sorry gotta go i have bad constipation right now”

so he like zooms away from your lunch spot and just leaves you in confusion.

so one day you decide you are going to TRAP HIM

not like tie him up but like

YOU ARE LITERALLY GOING TO GET HIM TO TALK ABOUT THE MANGA ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.

so the night you decide to make him talk, you make a bunch of food. like we’re talking ramen with eggs in it OH YES

so Jihoon comes back from taking a shower and holy heck your mind suddenly had forgotten the mission because he looks so good with wet hair and him drying his hair with his towel

BUT ANYWAYS

he just looks at you like

“special occasion?”

and you’re just like

“OFC I gotta celebrate you taking a shower and stuff.”

to which he gives you the biggest stank face ever but sits down and starts eating.

you take this as the PRIME opportunity and go up to the dining room and close the door (ok lets pretend theres a door yall)

“You have been avoiding this and i AINT LETTING YOU BRUSH IT OVER AGAIN”

Jihoon looks like he’s in actual fear which makes you feel a bit bad

“Ok no I’m not gonna do anything to you, I just wanted to know if you found anything on how to get back inside your manga.”

He gives out a loud sigh and shakes his head.

“I tried but since you know, everyone here doesn’t believe that someone could magically pop out of a manga book there was nothing.”

you just laugh a little and shrug before you go back to your seat.

“Well maybe i could help you! Everyone is probably worrying about you by now, you can’t miss that concert!”

jihoon just gave you a slight smile while just shrugging and going back to eat his food.

“i mean if you want to.”

after that you two don’t really talk about him trying to go back to the manga but start becoming super close.

like these are some of the interactions yall will have

those late night talks when you guys don’t wanna do homework that’s due the next day:

“y/n?”

“yeah whats up jihoon?”

“do you ever think that you’re living such a great life but you feel like it’s a dream?”

“wow that’s deep jihoon, why the sudden thought?”

he just shrugs and doodles on his paper.

“i have those thoughts sometimes. this place is really nice.”

“you really like eating ramen and eggs almost every day?”

“i’ve just been here for so long that it feels like i belong here.”

“um, you’ve only been here for two and a half weeks?”

and jihoon suddenly has a face that says “oh shit” so you’re like “oh shit i made it awkward gotta change the subject.”

“ anyways i would think that you would wanna go back, you’re literally doing my dream job.”

he kind of gives you a surprise look after that and you just shrug,

“i wanted to be a singer but my parents crushed it so i’m just hardcore studying to become a teacher now.”

“wow i’m sorry about that.”

“it’s okay I mean i guess suffering over confusing problems in math is okay too.”

you both laugh and just continue working on your homework.

ANOTHER INSTANCE [yall are trying to cook] [also im continuing from this point on LMAO]

“so jihoon i’m thinking we should make brownies today.”

you walk into the living room and see jihoon sprawled out across the couch, watching the latest episode of School 2017

“no way-”

you push jihoon a little so that you could get a spot to sit on on the couch

“I can’t believe that you would try and watch this without me.”

you reach for the controller before pressing the record button and turning off the TV

“UH Y/N?! It was at such an intense part!”

“look, I think we should make brownies because 1. My stomach is not craving food but like brownies just brownies and 2. we should try to expand our cooking knowledge!”

“expand it by making brownies?”

“i don’t make the decisions, my stomach does.”

you both end up somehow making a huge mess while trying to make the brownies,

“jihoon I asked you to-”

you turn around to scold jihoon about not turning on the oven when you feel something cold, and that smells chocolatey lands on your nose.

you look up at jihoon and see him trying to stifle a laugh

“ohohoho jihoon you are so getting it”

you take a huge part of the brownie mix and FLING it towards jihoon, hitting the side of his face since he turns

“HAH TOO SLOW”

so basically after your little brownie mix fight there is brownie everywhere, even on the floor.

“alright.”

you sigh looking at the little brownie mix you had left.

“we are eating brownies one way or another.”

you grab a pan and put the brownies mix in it and place it in the oven and turn it on bc you forgot to turn it on to preheat so it’ll just be in there a little longer.

“alright lets-”

you turn around and the second you step you feel yourself falling bc wow you forgot brownie mix had now existed on your floor.

but it’s okay because somehow jihoon makes a move as if he’s going to catch you.

but

nvm

he just falls along-

I MEAN FALLS ON TOP OF YOU

you both just are in this awkward position for a while and you try to not look at jihoon but you find it hard not to because you know how good looking he is so you just try to sneak a peek and you see jihoon was alrdy looking at you

so now you’re even more awkward because you have to keep looking at him since you both made eye contact.

so after a while you notice that jihoon looks down and you are just like

“wow im pretty sure my heart is not okay anymore lemme just actually decide to get off the floor now.”

so you say

“jihoon your weight is literally the weight of my worries pls get off”

and he scrambles to get up and just clears his throat as he helps you up.

“sorry about that.”

“it’s alright i get that your hormones are having a war with each other rn”

“did you just-”

“yes i made a bts reference, now lets go watch school 2017 while waiting for our brownies to bake.”

after a while the brownies are down and as you take them out, you realize something.

“oh shoot!”

jihoon rushes into the kitchen with a slightly worried look on his face.

“what’s wrong?”

“are you good at math? i need help studying for the test tomorrow.”

he smiles and you both bring the food into his room while also taking out all your math materials to cram study.

“hold up jihoon, I gotta go to the bathroom real quick.”

he nods and you start walking to the bathroom and before you walk into it you notice that one of the floorboards have gotten loose.

“hm i guess I need to get that fixed.”

you squat down on the floor to investigate it and when you push it a little you notice that it goes up.

and reveals

the manga that jihoon came out of?

you take it out of the floor board and look at it weirdly.

“did he hide it? but why though?”

you quickly walk over to your room and place the book on your bed and use the bathroom before going back to start the hell that is called math and study with jihoon.

“so i’m hoping that you know everything so that I will become an intellectual by the start of tomorrow morning.”

“i mean i don’t think you’ll be an intellectual-”

“can it jihoon i was just joking I want at least a c+”

you both start studying and after a full hour of studying you decide that your brain is fried.

“alright i think we should take a break.”

you go out of the room and bring back drinks [water bc water is amazing] and you both just start talking about the homework when.

*BANG*

“um”

that is the only thing that comes out of your mouth when you both hear the loud crash that comes out of your room.

“this reminds me of the time that you came out of your manga! lets go check it out.”

you hop out of the chair and you both make your way to your room while in jihoon’s mind he is like

“oh shit”

but why is he worried though?

so as you both get closer you hear muffled voices

and your mind is like

“voices? more than one person?”

so as you approach more, you hear it a little more clearly

“Gosh dangit jinyoung! You told me that he would be here! Now we’re stuck here until we actually find him!”

“chill daehwi we’re gonna find him, i remember this room. I think.”

you think?! What-”

their conversation is cut off when you swing the door open, mouth as wide as when you opened it to see Jihoon standing there.

but now Jinyoung and Daehwi have also come to life out of the book.

you turn around and you see Jihoon with his head buried in his palm.

at this point, you’re only really able to spurt out one thing.

“um, hello there Daehwi and Jinyoung. I see you’ve come looking for jihoon?”

#jihoon #park jihoon #wanna one #wannaone #wanna one scenarios #wanna one scenario #produce 101 #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 season 2 imagine #produce 101 season 2 scenario #wanna one imagine #wanna one au #park jihoon scenario #park jihoon imagine #park jihoon au #produce 101 season 2 au

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