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NAH
YOU DID NOT JUST DROP ANGST
BUT IT SLAYED EVEN THOUGH YOU STOMPED ON MY HEART
secret─
kyle brofl.
short oneshot
note; it was kyle. HAHAhehe I've missed himm
"Is this where go run off to?"
"to get away from you 4 idiots? Yes." Kyle joins you on the roof after carefully climbing the shaky ladder. The ginger scoffs, his lips curling. You feel him inch closer from behind and soon find a spot next to you, you look over your shoulder exhaling smoke from a cigarette you lit up seconds ago.
he meets your gaze but is quickly distracted by the cancer stick, "since when did you smoke?" Kyle raises his brow. You look at the bud then bring it to your dry lips for another inhale.
"I don't, I just wanted an excuse to steal something from my mother." You respond, blandly as you decide to ditch the bitter taste of the stick with a scrunched face. You rub it into the hard surface you are sitting upon and flick it off the roof with your fingers.
the both of you watch the cigarette fall to its death and land on the ground, lifelessly. Kyle stays silent, not questioning your rebellion against your mother
at this point, it was natural for him.
as you continue to peer down at the dead cigarette, his attention is brought to the sky. The once vibrant shade of blue was now a deep orange-cream hue, it was like staring at a breathtaking art piece crafted by only a professional. Kyle gazes into oblivion for a moment then steals a quick glance over at you.
you were now messing with the laces of your dirty shoes, you wrapped the lace around your index finger and then unraveled the lace slowly. Your full attention was solely on messing with the laces of your shoes, you were too in your mind.. too distracted to realize he was staring.
kyle himself hadn't realized the quick 'glance' was now a full-on stare. He couldn't help it though, he loved admiring you. Was it normal for best friends to want to stare at their friend forever? Or was he weird?
he never understood mentally, but that look of profound admiration evident in his verdant eyes when he gazes upon you spoke volumes. It was clear to his friends.. but what about you?
something compelled you to direct your attention toward the presence beside you after being distracted, you weren't sure why but you decided to look anyway. And to your surprise, you were met with the mesmerized ginger already looking at you with a weird look.
It wasn't a WEIRD look but a weird look.
it didn't help you two were already sitting so close too, if you wanted to kiss him you could. One lean and...
you expect him to look away out of embarrassment but he locks eyes with you instead. Unable to escape your captivating eyes, while you, after a slight hesitation, are trapped inside the emerald depths of his gaze.
a feeling was resurfacing back to you, it felt awfully familiar. The lightness of your weight, the nonsense flooding your mind, and the squeamish feeling in your tummy that felt like butterflies were attacking your insides.
the more you looked at him the more you were digging your grave, the more you eyed his lips the more the voices grew, and the more you leaned closer to finally feel his breath fan your lips... the harder it got to contain the secret.
"Kyle I'm moving! I'm– I'm moving out of South Park." You shout out of panic and quickly pull away from him. Kyle leans away as well but slowly as the gears in his mind try to process the almost kiss and your dreadful confession. His brows furrow in disbelief once it finally hits him, you watch him with a guilty expression. It was over.
"what the fuck"
thinking about how narinder only remembers the versions of his siblings that he didn't maul. there's a pretty popular (with evidence, one could argue) theory/headcanon that the bishops had their crowns mask over/aid them with their disabilities. but in the lamb's cult, they wouldn't have their crowns anymore, and they'd have to learn how to deal with their disabilities the way mortals do.
im specifically thinking of narinder seeing leshy bumping into things, heket struggling to speak, kallamar needing to learn sign language, and shamura unable to remember most things at any given time, and realizing. "I did that. That's my fault. That's what I did that to them all that time ago."
and then, on the other end, each one of the siblings seeing/realizing that the way narinder's arms and hands shake, why he has "bad pain days", the reason why he can't really do any fine tuned detailed work with his hands the way the lamb's followers can, is because they did that to him. "We did that to him. He's in pain because of us."
all of them realizing, "I hurt you and you hurt me and nothing will ever be the same. But despite everything, I still love you."
and all of them are too scared to ask, "do you still love me?"
𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖊 ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 2 ʀᴇᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ #173 ↳𝟸.𝟶𝟽: 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠
going absolutely insane over the symbolism of wylan touching the broken key on the piano. to himself, to his father, he is that key. he is the the note that doesn’t work, that throws off the melody. he is the useless, defective thing that sits there and does nothing. he is the broken piece, expendable, easily replaced by another. and it hurts so bad, because you can see on his face that he’s thinking the same thing
he's down bad
passenger princess
tldr: just use your own car? tf? a/n: could be part two to this but does not have to be!
seungcheol looked up from his phone, “i’ll drive but we can’t take my car.” he was happy to drive across town if it meant he could go check out that cafe that had gone viral for their delicious pastries. he had someone in mind who might love a sweet treat…
seungkwan’s eyebrows shot up, “why not, hyung? is there something wrong with your car?”
chan, who had been really trying to get anyone else to drive so he didn’t have to, swatted at seungkwan, and muttered under his breath, “shut up.”
seungcheol’s cheeks heated, a blush creeping it’s way across his face, embarrassed at seungkwan’s insinuation, “there’s nothing wrong with it. i just have kkuma’s stuff in there and it’s easier if i don’t have to move it.”
seungkwan rolled his eyes, “sure, hyung. that’s why.”
later, pastry procured and back in his car, seungcheol waited patiently in the parking lot of your office building for your shift to end. your little gasp upon seeing the primly decorated box made his mid-day errand totally worth it.
“oh my gosh! cheollie, thank you so much. you really didn’t need to do this. i feel so bad you drove across town just for me.” your gratitude came out muffled around a mouthful of pastry but you’re sure he got the sentiment.
he did, “well, the members were going and i offered to drive. you mentioned this cafe last week so i thought this was the perfect opportunity. besides baby, i’d drive all over the globe to make you happy.”
you paused, “wait–”
seungcheol, who was in the middle of reversing out of the parking spot, stopped the car, “what’s wrong, baby? is everything okay?”
you nodded, “yes, cheollie. everything is fine. keep driving.”
he was relieved but confused, “okay…”
the car started to move again, “if you drove, how come my seat isn’t all messed up?”
seungcheol nodded, finally understanding, “i told them we couldn’t take my car because i had kkuma’s stuff. they always mess your seat up because it’s apparently in the perfect position to see my–”
“to see your dimples! yes!” you interrupted him, “and every time you drive someone else around they move my seat and it takes me forever to get things back just right.” you ended your speech with a little chef’s kiss to drive home your point.
“i know, baby. and it makes you pouty so i drove a different car. just to protect your seat.” as he eased the car to a stop at a red light, he leaned over and kissed your cheek.
you grabbed his face, not content with just a kiss on the cheek, you smashed your lips into his, really trying to convey your feeling, “you’re the best, cheollie.”
“anything for you, baby.”
NOOOOOO
decay
ꗃ logging on... loading..... ❀ oak is online !! ❀ ╰┈➤ i wanna draw Kei, but idk if anyone would care,,, i hate my art BFBDVGN..
🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
jungkook is always caressing namjoon’s head or playing with his hair 🥺
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I'm hunting you down Op istg, ain't nothing gonna stop me. How dare you play with my feelings like this.
WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING??? ASAGIRI JUST SAID SKK WILL BE CANONBW HAT?M???????
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I genuinely cannot describe how deeply DEVASTATED I am about riz being the only one who can take stress tokens for the others. Yes fig is a protector and will fight endlessly for her friends and I love that about her but there is something about the way riz loves his friends. It’s a more subtle kind of love, but just as relentless and passionate and he will take any burden for the people he cares about and bear the weight of it on his shoulders so they don’t have to deal with it without any hesitation. I am ILL.
i miss my old friend bro
strong what happend ot you TOU BECOME AN OBBYIST😭😭😭
; * faceplants the floor and starts violently sobbing * /lh /pos
You cannot put the human experience into a box without ultimately excluding humans and including non-humans. It's impossible. Legitimately.
Nothing you say is a solely human experience is actually a human experience. You can say "Love makes us human" but ultimately you are excluding loveless people and including many animals, such as elephants which are known to die of grief if their mate dies. Or even your dog who loves you unconditionally. Is your dog human? You can sex is what makes us human. But sex is something that occurs in nearly every animal. It's probably the stupidest thing you could say "makes us human" because then your categorizing every animal who has ever fucked as "human" and every human who has not fucked as "not human" I guess Nuns are an entirely different species then! you can say out social connections to each other is what makes us human but then you're ignoring all the animals that have complex social structures and the introverts and isolationist people who thrive alone. You can say it is cooking but there are a billion people out there who can't cook and they aren't any less human. And what happens if another species learns to cook? that doesn't make that species human. If anything cooking is only really a trait of more sentient species. You can say Music is what makes us human but birds sing all the time. Animals will make noises for fun. And not everyone makes or experiences music. You can say art is what makes us human but majority of people don't make art. a lot of people can't make art. and many animals have made art. You can say language makes us human but what about the animals with complex ways of communicating with each other? is that not a language within itself? It's not as complex as our languages but they still communicate through sounds or body language.
basically no matter what you say you will always exclude humans and include non-humans in your attempt to classify what makes the human experience. Honestly, I don't think we should or even need to classify the human experience. We are human just because we put that label to ourselves based on genetic similarities we all share and use those to call ourselves a species. The fact is that the human experience is complicated and diverse and beautiful.
and yeah it might seem nice to think we all share one thing in common but personally, for me, I find the fact that no two people are exactly alike to be wonderful. The fact so many people can experience similar things and still be different. the fact that some people experience the world completely differently than others. Isn't that beautiful in of itself? Isn't that a more interesting world than one where a single word is supposed to encapsulate the entire experience. isn't it better to connect with each other over our differences than our similarities?
Stop trying to classify the un-classifiable. Take a deep breath and let yourself experience life and understand your your experience is human. everyone's experience is human. Humanity is better when you let it out of the box.
hello!! would you mind making a jungwon won-shot (one-shot) where he likes the reader? thank you!!
and since flowers are accepted, (i heard you like tulips) here you go! 🌷
（ 제목 ）HONEST.
PRESENT.⠀⟡⠀in which, jungwon--the junior who likes you--sees you crying and offers his comfort and warmth.
（ 양정원 ） — pairing = fem!younger!reader x junior!jungwon ୨୧ warning = none ୨୧ wc = 733
a/n : i love hs au, so i had to! i hope you enjoy this anonn, and this is how you wanted it~ also, thank you for the tulips!! i love tulips, they're my absolute FAVORITE tysm ^^ feel free to leave comments and reblog! also, ignore the black lines between the pictures :( they wouldn't stick together in 3 so i just screenshotted it and put it like that!!
read here! ↓
ㅤ𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍, 𝐈𝐒 your Junior in high school--who secretly likes you. He's quite adorable, you can't lie. And he's tall too, perfect. He always comes to accompany you, checks in on you, and usually gives you things. As a nickname, he calls you Y/nnie.
ㅤAs you were coming down the stairs, Jungwon was standing at the bottom of the stairs when you saw him. "Y/nnie, where are you going?" He asks in a soft tone as he looks up at you cheerfully. As soon as you looked at Jungwon, you quickly turned around and ran back up the stairs--trying to avoid him so he didn't see your teary eyes.
ㅤUpon seeing you run up the stairs, he immediately ran after you. With ease, he caught up to you and grabbed your sleeve to turn you around.
ㅤ"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked with a concerned tone, his hand gently resting against your shoulder. "Nothing.." You lied, but with how you covered your eyes with your bangs, Jungwon knew you weren't being honest. He gently pulled you into his chest, with the acknowledgement of your feelings.
ㅤAt the sight of your tears, Jungwon didn't say anything and just simply wrapping his arms around you, trying to give you a sense of security. One hand caressed your hair gently while the other rubbed your back soothingly.
ㅤ"There's no need to lie, I can tell you're crying."
ㅤYou murmured against your hair as you sniffled, slowly giving in and hugging him back. The tears you tried so hard to hold back slowly began to spill as your face was stuffed into his chest. "I'm sorry.." You mumbled with a few voice cracks.
ㅤHe feels a mix of emotions upon seeing you give into his hug and apologize. He tightens his embrace a little, trying to provide you with all the comfort he had for you. "Don't apologize, it's alright. Just let it out." He whispers gently as he continues to caress your hair and rub his hand up and down your back.
ㅤ"You don't have to say sorry. Just be honest with yourself."
ㅤAfter a few minutes of just letting out all of your tears and bottled-up sadness, you slowly pulled away from his chest, looking at the wet spot on his shirt before looking up at him. He feels a pang of protectiveness as you pulled away from him, but he still kept his hand on your back, giving you time to calm down.
ㅤAs soon as you looked at him, he was already looking down at you with those soft boba eyes of his. With his eyes scanning your face, he noticed how your eyelashes were damp from the tears and the pinkish hue below your eyes. "Cute.." Jungwon said to himself mentally.
ㅤHe gently wiped away the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs, "You feeling better now?" He askes gently as you looked up at him. In response, you nodded your head slightly, your cheeks cupped in his hands.
ㅤ"I'm fine.." You mumbled, feeling warmer with his gentle manners. He raised an eyebrow, keeping your face cupped in his hands for a moment--studying your expression and making sure you're truly okay. When you say you're fine, he doesn't believe it completely, but he gives you a small reassuring smile.
ㅤ"Mm, really? You were crying quite hard a while ago." He gently caressed your cheek with his thumb.
ㅤHis voice was so soft with you, his big hands were warm, and the way he looked at you. He cared for you so much.
ㅤYou bit on your bottom lip, looking down at your shoes as you adjusted your toes slightly. "Yeah.. I guess." You sighed softly, his thumb gently poking your cheek. Jungwon sensed that there was still something on your mind with how you sighed. He kept his hand on your cheek, rubbing it gently--trying to encourage you to open up to him.
ㅤHe moves his hand from your cheek and lightly hooks his finger under your chin, gently tilting your head up to make you meet his eyes.
"You know you can be honest with me, right? I won't judge you."
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a little something before bed :]
so some time before killer leaves the gang, when cross has only been in it for a short while (couple weeks maybe). killer sneaks into cross' room (the doors in the palace are never locked) and sits on the bed next to cross' sleeping form (cross is wide awake the moment he hears killer enters and killer knows it but pretends to not know anyway). and killer starts to talk. about his plans. his future. his... regrets.
basically cross is the first one to know that killer is going to defect. he doesn't tell nightmare or anyone else of course. and near the end of the one-sided conversation, killer drops the bomb.
"dusty... he's a bit of a loner, you know. always so broody. always a recluse. when i'm gone..." killer trails off, and cross strains to listen, anticipating. "when i'm gone, take care of him for me, okay?"