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petco employee: sir, please leave the fish in their tanks

felix, scooping them up frantically with his hands: THEY'RE DROWNING!!!

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chan: fuck your freedom of speech. THE yang jeongin’s got something to say

jeongin: fuck cops

chan: impeccable

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lino: i want to kill someone but make it seem like an accident

jisung: say no more

*later*

detective: it appears the killer killed the victim with a crowbar then placed a banana peel by their feet

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Chan: Why am I getting League of Legends ads?

Chan: I know it's been a while since I've had sex but this is a bit much.

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Jeongin: what's an orgasm?

Jisung: It's when you fold paper to look like birds and shit.

Felix: That's oregano bitch.

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stray kids is 8.

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STRAY KIDS AS TYPES OF MINECRAFT PLAYERS—

(yes, i made that. no, i don't take constructive criticism)

warnings: mild swearing, mentions of vi*lence and k*lling i guess??? idk man its minecraft

this is the weirdest idea i've ever come up with but here we gooooo

chan

- super responsible (would we expect anything less from our leader???)

- goes mining and collects food, then shares it out equally between the other players

- although he makes himself a secret cake once in a while

- builds his own house, it's probably not the best but it's small and cute and homely with LOTS of storage chests

- loves building his house around villages bc he can trade and protect them

- he also likes to talk to the iron golem

- "good morning kind sir"

- lowkey carries the others through the game

minho

- little shit #1

- probably vegetarian and has a lot of pets

- we're talking 10,000 cats, a couple dogs which he regularly sets on people, and probably a parrot

- would cry if any of his pets died

- LOVES the nether, but is careful around lava bc once cat #84927 died bc of it

- has a MASSIVE melon farm and lives in the jungle bc pANDAS

changbin

- would be a pro miner, idk why but he would

- spends most of the time strip mining and would live in a cave somewhere

- decked out in full diamond armour and tools

- gets really excited about the ancient debris update but doesn't rlly like the nether (not enough caves and hates ghasts) so it takes him ages before he braves it

- when he does, he immediately gets full netherite armour and tools

- probably will trade ores with you if you ask but prefers to trade with villagers and barter with piglins

hyunjin

- exclusively plays on servers bc he doesn't like survival

- (his pet horse died in a ravine once and he's never played it since)

- is REALLY good at parkour and hide+seek

- is also rlly good at hunger games/ skywars but feels bad and apologises in the chat whenever he kills someone

- is over dramatic if he loses but thats okay bc he doesn't lose often

- probably spent ages choosing his skin

jisung

- little shit #2

- (it's sungie, what did you expect?)

- when he plays on creative, he just runs around destroying builds and setting villages alight

- "your building was bad so i saved us all the pain of looking at it"

- but then helps them to rebuild it but better this time (bc jisung is bestest boy and i love him)

- when on survival, he messes around by hitting iron golems, running into danger, etc

- but he's actually rlly good at the game, this boy just doesn't care

- HATES the nether with a burning (haha) passion so minho and felix have to carry him through it

felix

- you know how this is gonna go

- i'm a hundred percent convinced that he already plays minecraft, so felix or chan, if either of u are reading this on ur secret accounts, pls hit me up and give me felix's gamertag

- REALLY good at pvp, mostly bc he screams down the headset a lot of the time and distracts his opponent

- prefers servers and speedrunning to chill gaming

- although he does have a massive survival world that he started ages ago that has loads of good stuff in it

- has probably completed the game over 50 times

- built a house in the nether when the nether update was released

- prefers to play alone, but if he plays with other people he is rlly competitive, but at the same time he brings u flowers and food if u need it

seungmin

- oh how i would love to play minecraft with seungmin

- best builder on both creative and survival

- mostly bc of his patience, i mean, he lives with skz after all so he must have a lot of it

- has an eye for aesthetics, which is also why he's good

- he rlly likes medieval style houses?? although he did build a modern city once

- is actually rlly good at pvp like in skywars bc he has ZERO mercy

- sings whilst he's playing and it sounds amazing but it's SO distracting

- "seungmin i love ur voice but this guy is l i t e r a l l y about to kill me and ur not helping"

jeongin

- ah, our final member of the little shit line—little shit #3

- actually he'd probably be rlly good and peaceful at the game

- but if you do anything to annoy him? oh boy

- probably would kill ur pets and set ur house on fire

- so be careful

- oh and he hates pvp (hence the use of fire) so whenever there's monsters he hits them, then runs away and gets the other player to kill them for him

- probably has a massive animal farm and names the animals

- feels bad when he kills them but does it anyway

- has a rlly weird skin and regularly changes it

- "is that an ewok??"

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happy birthday to the bestest boy

the best rapper in kpop

with the prettiest voice

the kindest soul

a powerful dancer

with captivating stage presence

the ability to produce and write amazing songs

and the biggest love for skz and stay!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BINNIE!!!

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felix: must be nice. being rich instead of having to develop a personality

jyp: shut up

felix: buy my silence

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felix: hey bro

chan: yeah bro?

felix: can you pass me that pamphlet bro?

chan: brochure

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Did you sleep with your goddamn teacher

Hyunjin: shawdy had some apple bottom jEeEEANSSSsss boots with the FUuuUUR 

 Hyunjin: Got the whoOOLe club looking at heERRRR

   Hyunjin: She- 

Chan: Hyunjin! 

Hyunjin: dramatic turn 

Chan: Did you sleep, with your goddamn teacher 

Hyunjin: What? 

Chan: Did you SLEEP with your teacher? 

Hyunjin: Mr. Seo? 

Chan: Mr. Seo! 

Hyunjin: NO I DIDN'T 

 Chan: Yes you did 

Hyunjin: NO I DIDN’T HYUNG 

Chan: tch- jin. 

Chan: You’re a little- 

 Hyunjin: HYUNG NO I DIDN'T 

insert chan and hyunjin fighting at earrape 

Hyunjin: AAaAAAaaaAA 

Hyunjin: I WAS FAILING CHEMISTRY 

 Chan: You’re out of the house. 

Hyunjin: What.. 

Chan: YOU’RE OUT OF THE HOUSE! 

Chan: PACK ALL YOUR- 

Hyunjin: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

  Chan: PACK ALL YOUR THINGS! 

Chan: YOU’RE OUT! 

Chan: OUT 

slams door 

Hyunjin: tears 

Hyunjin: work the pole i got the bank role 

Hyunjin: Imma say i prefer them with no clothes 

Hyunjin: I mean I love when they exposed…she threw it back at me

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just as clarification, hyunjin is snow white

stray kids is just a live action snow white and the 7 dwarfs

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stray kids is just a live action snow white and the 7 dwarfs

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some aesthetic words for your fic title! (pt.1)

alexithymia (n) the inability to express your feelings

cosmogyral (adj): whirling around the universe

euneirophrenia (n): the peace of mind that comes from having pleasant dreams

scintila (n); a tiny, brilliant flash; a small thing; a barely visible trait

anagapesis(n): no longer have any feelings for one you once loved

mangata (n); the reflection of moon on water

serendipity (n); finding luck without even looking for it

selenophile (n) the person who loves the moon

nyctophilia (n); love for darkness or nght, finding relax and comfort in the darkness

drapetomania(n); an overwhelming urge to run away

gumusservi (n): moonlight shining on water

clinomania (n); the excessive desire to stay in your bed

basorexia (n); the overwhelming desire to kiss

solivagant (adj) wandering alone

sehnsucht (n): the inconsolable longing in the human heart for we know not what, a yearningfor far, familiar, non- earthy land one can identify as one’s home

redamancy (n); the act of loving one who loves you, a love returned in full

hireath (n); a home sickness to a home which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was, the nostalgia, the yearning, the grieve for the lost places of your past

 alamort (adj) : half- dead of exhaustion

viridity (adj): naive innocent

numinous (adj): describing an experience which makes you fearful yet fascinated, awed yet attracted, the powerful personal feeling of being overwhelmed and inspired

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[17:02] you were lost. utterly lost. not literally, of course—you were standing in the middle of a park, in the neighbourhood in which you lived. you knew exactly where you where physically. but mentally? emotionally? that was a whole different story.

the month hadn't started—or finished—great. first, you forgot to pay your rent (definitely not the first time that happened, resulting in yet another warning from your landlord). then, you lost your job at the cafe just downtown. and just as a cherry on the top, when your landlord found out about this, he decided to give you a mere day to move out.

so yeah, it was safe to say that you weren't feeling too great.

it had dawned on you pretty quickly; you had no job, very little money, and no where to live. you'd managed to move most of your stuff into a storage locker, save for the bag you held in one hand, which contained your essentials.

after that, all you could do was stand in the middle of the park, lost.

sighing, you scrolled through your contacts once more. you'd tried every one of them, and every failure had hurt more than the last. your friends supposedly couldn't afford to let you stay the night, and your parents hadn't even picked up—it didn't seem like anyone cared.

you didn't know anyone in the city. at least, you didn't think you did. over the past few hours, you'd racked your brain for ideas, but nothing ever came. no one ever came.

lost.

as you dialled your dad's number once again, you prayed to every higher entity you could think of that he would pick up that time. he had always been supportive of you moving to the city rather than staying in your quaint, modest town. at least, more so than your mum had been. if anyone was going to finally pick up, it was him.

your pounding heartbeat and the shrill tone that rung in your ear melded together to form a familiar melody; one dissimilar from a lullaby, as it darted you awake and compelled you to pay attention to everything around you—the dog barking nearby; the clouds slowly rolling in; the raindrop that hit your cheek.

you cursed to yourself. the phone continued to ring as you rushed for shelter beneath a tree. you lowered yourself onto a bench, grateful that it hid you from the heavens' relentless wrath.

"come on, come on," you whispered. you'd do anything just to hear someone familiar's voice. anything to feel less alone.

"y/n?"

you gasped, wiping your watering eyes. he had answered your call! his voice sounded strangely high-pitched, but you figured that it was just because you hadn't spoken to him in a while.

"y/n," he repeated.

"dad?"

"not exactly."

wait, what is he talking about? you thought. and why does it sound like he's getting closer?

just as you were about to reply, a finger tapped at your shoulder. you peered up to see a boy, around your age, standing at your side. for a second, you wondered if you recognised him from somewhere, but you couldn't immediately place it. "yes?" you sighed. you really didn't need a stranger bothering you, not when you were already beyond stressed.

"y/n? you don't remember me?"

something clicked. you pulled the phone away from your ear and stared at it. a black screen stared back, displaying nothing but your reflection. he hadn't picked up. the boy next to you had been the one calling your name.

speaking of which...

"chan?"

the boy grinned bashfully. "thats me." he breathed out a puff of air. "i thought you forgot about me for a second." he pointed to the bench. "can i sit?"

you nodded, then shuffled over. chan sat beside you. "i-i'm sorry," you stuttered. "i'm just stressed. you live here? i thought you moved to incheon."

"i did, but i came here 7 years ago."

7 years. that was a lot longer time than you had been there. from what you could observe, chan seemed to have his whole life worked out. he looked happy and healthy—tired perhaps, but good nevertheless. you almost couldn't believe that this was the boy you had been friends with when you were a kid.

he was older (obviously), taller, more built, had longer, dyed hair. you couldn't deny that he had grown into his looks. the scruffy, silly boy you remembered had become a handsome, mature man. it was weird.

you switched your phone off and stuffed it into your pocket. "you seem to be doing well for yourself."

"well," chan laughed, "i've got a long way to go, but i'm doing what i always wanted to. so yeah, it's good."

"music?"

he nodded. "music producing. hopefully-" he held up crossed fingers. "-i'll get big soon."

this was the chan you remembered. always so sure of his dream, always so determined to achieve it, always so successful. you were happy for him, but it reminded you of your own failures. you had no dream. you had no determination. you had no success.

your throat tightened as you fought to keep your tears at bay. "thats great," you choked out, forcing a smile.

but just as chan always had done, he saw right through your facade.

"hey, whats wrong?" he asked, looping an arm around you as the teardrops rolled down your cheeks. he pulled you close, allowing you to sob into the material of his coat.

the two of you stayed like that for a few minutes, until chan lifted your head up to face him. "what's happened?"

you began to ramble at him between cries, spilling your feelings out in fast, mostly-incoherent words. nevertheless, he listened, nodding occasionally to show that he understood. once you were finished, he looked almost as distressed as you felt. "so... no one picked up or was willing to help? not even your family?"

you shook your head. chan scowled. "that's ridiculous. they should be there for you!"

all you could do was shrug. you didn't know what to say. maybe you were just a horrible person. maybe no one really loved you. maybe you really were alone.

chan took ahold of your hand. "hey," he prompted, keening his head forward to meet your eyes. "i'm here for you. you can stay at my place until you find one of your own."

you let out a breathy laugh. "chan, we haven't seen each other in 10 years. you can get on with your life, chase your dreams and all that."

"exactly!" he exclaimed, catching you off guard. "10 years apart, and when you're most in need, we're brought back together."

chuckling, you rolled your eyes. "so... you're saying you're my saviour?"

he nodded, grinning. the dimples in his cheeks appeared, almost like a secret weapon. then, he jumped up from his seat. he bowed down slightly, and held a hand out. "may i escort you home, my damsel in distress?"

how could you say no?

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so i just found out that apparently jisung has social anxiety?? as someone with anxiety too, i can't tell you how comforted but sad that information made me feel... in short: han jisung is bestest babie and i will protect him at all costs 🥺🥺