#9th is the hard one

[wenjunting]

asy TOP 9!! will edit as we go!! + group name under the cut!

group name: loong9

8th: huang yibin (hugo)

7th: wen zuokuang (sean)

6th: bai ziyi (albin)

5th: liang shiyu (!!!!)

4th: jiang xinxi (kong sonhei) (!!!!!)

3rd: xi jingfeng (archie)

top 2: ollie (!!!!) & li quanzhe (ely) (!!!!)

2nd: li quanzhe (ely) (!!!!)

1st: ollie (!!!!)

9th/10th (announced together): zhao tianyi (sky) & chen liang (felix)

9th: chen liang (felix)

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 4 - Nuthin' but Boothill Edition

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 5] [Pt. 6]

[mrmeepsmadmind]

his horns (finials) (idk)(ears)(whatever) shaking... the jumping ??? the struggling 😭 the off center twitching ..he is PISSED. AWF !!!!!!

[royalnavyart]

Will you join me for prayer?

Perhaps I’ll just watch.

Hmph. Hopefully you’ll learn something.

I intend to…

Sharing some close-ups cuz the speech bubbles took up so much space and I actly rly like how the colors turned out in this one. :3

[destiny-in-the-universe]

Does anyone remember when Randy fell into an ICY LAKE and he was fine, and then nothing ever happened to him? Like dude, he wasn’t even in his ninja outfit - he was in his civilian clothes… is he okay? He would’ve at least gotten hypothermia

Like- I know and am aware of the fact that RC9GN operates on cartoon logic but that episode has me in a chokehold. Debating if I should write something for it

[skzoologist]

Your request are open so...Could you write a fic abt like it snowing in October (sadly happened to me) and the boys just complaining abt it and sticking to bae's side, using bae as a human heater, hot chocolate. With tons of fluff and crack (sorry if its not understandable English isn't my native language)

word count: 2.2k

warnings: none

genre: fluff and crack (more fluff, this is my fault tbh, i can only write two things: angst or fluff, no inbetween)

a/n: I let out all the fluff from my heart into this, I'm so sorry, but I just love winter and it shows. I hope you're doing fine with the sudden snow, take care of yourself! And as I said, you're completely fine, I understood you perfectly, I just hope I wrote what you imagined. Thank you again for requesting, and feel free to come back any time for more!

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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A soft tune floated through the room, waking Bae from his pleasant slumber. His blind hand quickly found his phone on the nightstand, having always placed the device there, an almost ritualistic act of his. A soft little sigh left his body in protest of the idea of getting up, the blanket warm and snug around his form. It all felt like laying in the middle of a cozy cloud sandwich, warmed by the gentle rays of the sun as they wrapped themselves around his waist.

Wait, the sun wouldn’t make small sounds in its sleep.

Rubbing his eyes open slowly, Bae found the reason why his bed felt like the inside of a furnace itself, the body of his leader laying just beside him. Soft snores left his form, his features peaceful as he was finally asleep, a rare moment in itself from the man who avoided sleep as if it was the plague. Bae couldn’t help the small smile that sneaked itself onto his lips, even though there was an uninvited guest in his own bed. 

He let himself lay there for a few more minutes, observing the other, before finally tearing his gaze away and gently getting up, careful not to wake the other. The man was notorious for how light he slept, and Bae would rather be caught dead than be the reason for Chan's awakening. As he slowly slid out of the warm haven, he watched, amused, as hands tried to follow his wake uselessly. It was clear Chan was missing the warmth from his side, a little frown taking the content expression's place on his face. Bae caught himself almost letting out an amused exhale, the sight entirely too controversial as to what the world knew as Stray Kids’ strong leader.

It was adorable, a carefully treasured moment in Bae’s mind. What he didn’t understand though was the reason why his hyung was there, in his room. It rarely ever happened, especially like this, when the tired producer showed up in the bed, overnight, uninvited.

Not wanting to linger too much on that thought and be late from his personal dance practice, he turned around to start getting ready. Yet, his feet stopped in their place, the air prisoned in his chest.

It was snowing.

October merely started a few days ago, the weather normally chilly and nowhere near cold enough to form the pristine flakes that were now gracefully falling from the sky, as if it was all completely natural. The sky was white, a layer of unflavoured cotton candy enveloping the streets below. Before he knew it, Bae was already at his entirely too huge window, his hand sticking out of its opened form. The air lightly bit into his skin, the limb turning cold as it waited there patiently for as long as it needed to. 

Pale skin slowly turned red, goosebumps forming here and there when finally, a snowflake landed on his outstretched hand.

Big, sparkling eyes watched the little thing, its intricate design. How the lines branched out and met each other, how they twisted gracefully, until they created something so tiny, yet so breathtaking. Another one landed next to it, a bit bigger, yet its design completely different. It was more round instead of a star shape, as if the sky crocheted a little tablecloth for fairies.

“As much as I know you love snow, please come back in, you’ll catch a cold.” - a raspy voice pleaded with him from behind, strong arms gently tugging him away and closing the window.

Bae didn’t feel that cold until now, his fingers aching, his skin lightly prickling as warmth finally blanketed it once again. A sneeze left his form, quiet and muted, much like the type of person he was. A tissue appeared in his vision, his slightly shaking hands accepting it gratefully.

“Sorry I woke you up.” - Bae quietly muttered once he was done, glancing down at a Chan who was looking entirely too fondly up at him. “Nah, it’s okay. Should’ve woken up soon anyway.”

Bae nodded at that, knowing fully well that the man was too stubborn to say anything else. He went around his room and silently got ready for the day, his form quick and efficient as it glided over the cold floorboards. Once he had the bed made, comfy clothes ready to be worn prepared on top of it, he turned to his quiet leader, head tilted. He still didn’t know why the man decided to raid his room, after all.

“Aish, don’t look at me like that!” - at Chan’s protest, Bae merely tilted his head to the other side.

“Fine, fine! It was already snowing by the time I got back and my bed was just way too cold.”

The leader’s ears were too red, his arms crossed and lips in a pout. Yet Bae merely airily laughed, not at all surprised at the whole thing’s reasoning. Catching a glance of the newly appeared dimples, he turned around, now really needing to go and get ready for his practice. On his way to the bathroom, he bumped into a sleepy Jisung and Changbin, greeting their confused forms as he hurried by.

After a quick shower and his morning routine done, Bae, who was now fully clothed -even with a beanie-, ran into a problem.

That problem being his noisy roommates.

“Nooooo, don’t go, jagi, pleaaaaaase. It’s snowing, it sucks, just stay back!” - Jisung wailed with his doe eyes staring at his victim, arms locked around one of Bae’s. “Aaaaa, don’t goooooo, stay with uuus! It’s too cold for you to leave!” - it was Changbin, the loudest, as he was holding Bae back from behind with all his strength. “Baby don’t goooooooooo. It’ll be too cold without you here.” - even Chan joined them, clinging onto Bae’s other arm.

Of course, Hyunjin was also on the loud trio’s side, his entire weight supported by Bae as he just leaned against his front quietly. The other three shouted enough, he didn’t need to join them to try and win Bae over, the drama llama knew that. It took every fibre of Bae to not just topple over, the pulling and pushing forces on his body almost too much to handle.

He really should have anticipated this all from the moment he saw that it was snowing, his bandmates always turning into even bigger cuddlebugs and whiney babies the moment winter arrived. He could merely sigh, letting the tension leave his body, silently telling the others that he would, in fact, stay back with them. It was a Sunday after all, something they got to spend however they wanted to, as the company forced them to take a break against their will -something Bae clearly didn’t want to oblige to-.

“I’ll call the others over!” - Hyunjin immediately left to grab his phone, energy suddenly radiating from him. “Tell them to bring snacks!” - it was Changbin, his form already in the kitchen to grab their own snacks. “And some fluffy blankets! You know, like the one Felix has!” - Jisung’s voice rang through the entire dorm, his form zooming around the rooms and collecting blankets and pillows. “Just tell them to be careful and to dress up warm!” “Okay old man!”

Chan could only sigh, his head resting against Bae’s shoulder as he now fully stood behind his tallest member, arms encircling petite waist. Bae gently shook his head, not understanding how they could be so clingy just because of a little snow. With his hands over Chan’s, he waddled over to the living room, depositing the protesting male there and pushing everything away to make place in front of the TV.

Not a minute later after he was finished did Jisung appear, arms full of comfy and fluffy blankets, pillows, everything you could imagine. The lil quokka deposited them there, the trio promptly grabbing them and building an enormous pillowfort. They even had some fairy lights installed inside, thanks to Felix who’d suggested it the first time they’d built something like this.

Sometime along Hyunjin joined in, latching onto Bae as if he was the weasel’s personal heater. It made the building a bit harder, but at this point, Bae was used to it, even as Jisung joined Hyunjin and dragged the poor otter to the ground. Jisung only laughed as his lips took on that lovely heart shape, making Bae remain silent as he found no strength to reprimand the boy for what he did.

Soon voices could be heard, the front door opening and the missing half of the band poured in. Felix beelined towards the kitchen along with Minho, bags in both their arms. Changbin greeted them loudly, still busy with making something. The two youngest joined the others in the fort, burrowing their way into Bae’s arms, much to the protest of everyone else.

“What’s with you guys?” - Bae asked incredulously, yet his arms circled around the two to hold them in place. “You run hot, perfect for snuggling. Especially on cold days like these. Even Innie cannot resist it, and that says something.” - Seungmin mumbled out, his face buried into Bae’s neck.

The maknae didn’t say a word, simply let out a content sigh as he snuggled into Bae’s chest on the other side, cold fingers settling onto the poor man’s sides and freezing him in silence. Hyunjin and Jisung grumbled, but let their cute little members stay there, instead settling behind Bae and playing with his hair. Chan merely watched the whole thing happen with fondness in his eyes, choosing to go out to the kitchen instead to help the others.

Good thing too, because everyone came back with their hands full, snacks and steaming mugs in their hands. Bae and the two young ones were forced to sit up as their own mugs were gently passed into their hands, the smell of hot chocolate hitting their faces full force. It was something that Bae loved, being a member of the club of coffee dislikers besides Felix, instead usually opting for sweet drinks. He leaned back against the two boys and the couch behind them, letting himself relax for once.

He watched the chaos he grew fond of fold out before him as he slowly sipped on his hot cocoa, savouring the pleasant burning sensation on his tongue. His eyes followed Changbin chasing Chan around, the latter having stolen a cookie from the dwaekki after their mugs were forgotten on the coffee table pushed to the side. He watched as Felix took the opportunity, taking more food for himself before the chasing duo could notice, a devilish little smirk playing on his lips. He also watched as Minho climbed into their fortress, threatening Hyunjin with some tissues after the boy didn’t want to let the cat take his place. Of course, Minho won, Hyunjin pouting as he sat aside and took a happy little Felix into his arms. 

Bae let his head fall back, looking at the resident cat and searching his face. Minho looked back at him, slowly blinking a few times and gently patting his side. It was their own way of communicating, telling the other that everything was fine and nothing bad happened on their way over. No words were needed, they easily understood the other. Bae just blinked back and turned forward, taking back the two youngest under his arms -as much as he could with his mug in his hands-, them having finished drinking it. Jisung snuggled into his back on one side, while Minho just leaned his head against his own.

By the time the other two joined them, their mugs weren't steaming anymore and some members started whining, wanting to already watch the movie. Of course, their first choice was a Ghibli one, with two big fans being in their midst. Howl’s moving castle started playing, everyone quieting down and settling in as snacks were passed around in the dark room, only illuminated by the fairy lights and the TV. The gentle glow and warmth enveloping them quickly put everyone into a fuzzy headspace, dancing on the precipice of sleep and awareness. With every movie they watched the more they leaned over to the side of sleep, eyes staying closed for a few seconds longer with each blink.

It was long past noon when everyone was at last fully asleep, limbs tangled with each other and snacks completely devoured. Bae was at the bottom of the pile, everyone hogging a part of him for at least a little bit of his warmth. Somehow while the movies played, Felix crawled on top of the tall male, selfishly taking the most for himself. Changbin by some strange means ended up hugging one of Bae’s legs, forced to sit near the edge of the fort. Chan was in a similar situation, limbs thrown over both Felix and Bae’s legs. Hyunjin wormed his way back behind Bae, making him, Minho and Jisung huddle there and act as the slumbering otter’s backrest. Seungmin and Jeongin successfully secured their position in Bae’s arms the whole time, peacefully snoring there.

Winter arrived sooner than it should have, and while the members liked to whine about it, it was also one of their favourite season for a certain cuddly reason.

[martianbugsbunny]

Nine picking up a random alley cat to pet while complaining about his companion to it is the Doctor thing ever

[ajdrawshq]

i can almost guarantee ive said it before but. he would thrive in a zero escape game

[the-brucest-ninja]

Hey Ninja - I'd been seeing you around with this orange-haired kid lately. Anything you like to say? Or is that kid, like, a weird fan or something?

WHA—

Oh well, I don’t personally know them buuuttt he’s something of a fan, you could say! I don’t know that much on him though- why would I?!

[quicksilversquared]

All of the TAs were comparing notes on our feedback papers today and the consensus seems to be that most things fell under a) did not read the syllabus and think that we should be doing things that we already do, b) did not listen during the presentation part of lab (ever), c) did not like Excel and thought the World's Most Basic Graphs were insurmountably difficult and could never be useful, and d) they were mad about being held accountable when they were late/didn't answer things correctly/plagiarized/skipped class/didn't turn in assignments on time ever and were somehow surprised that we deduct points or don't accept work that's over a month late.

Like, some suggestions were good and I'm trying to think of ways of implementing them, but there were a lot that were just My User Error Was Definitely Your Fault and I am massively concerned about how some of those people are doing in their other classes.

[brinkle-brackle]

a lil nine for the soul :)

[nomidreams]

a some drawing of percy i made 'cause i'm trying to learn how to color

and i cannot decide which version is better so i just post both

[thelabryslibrary]

Tamsyn Muir really said Exhume Your Gays and we all grabbed a shovel

[destiny-in-the-universe]

this is my own fault.

hear me out-

rc9gn x warrior cats au

i need this. like, here is my vision- norrisville is a clan of cats, right? for now, we're calling the clan "brightclan" bc i am uncreative but, brightclan also had their own version of the norisu 9- the first ninja was this former kittypet who had gotten some of his fur dyed green and it just never came with; he was a curious boy, genuinely loved the outdoors and would spend his time wandering the forest which is how he found brightclan and his littermates (eight of them, mind you) followed suit

but first ninja was given the warrior name pouncepaw - pouncepaw and his brothers were resilient warriors, given the nickname "norisu 9" (for lack of better name-) because they excelled in what they did but of course- the clan was having issues with a band of rogues (where the sorcerer and his mate, the sorceress, came from!)

pouncepaw was close to becoming a warrior, but because he had begun his training late- due to ex-kittypet status- he didn't have an earned warrior name. his siblings, albeit not all from the same litter, were tasked with taking on the rogues; in an attempt to drive them out as they were causing problems on the clan- but something went south... pouncepaw still remembers the blood, the yowls even - how even his brothers were no match for the rogues (pouncepaw was given his warrior name after for his bravery, but he was the sole survivor)

now pouncestrike, he and his best friend pumpkinheart were leaving camp often- determined more than ever to take those down rogues; no one's entirely sure how it happened but the two rogues were banished from the territory- never to return...

pouncestrike went missing one day- no one was entirely sure what happened to him; some claimed he simply returned to his kittypet life, others thought he just went rogue- unable to deal with the deaths of his littermates but whispers foretold of a great warrior - the one cat who would protect them from harm (what they didn't know is it was different cats chosen, for their bravery- their courage- their true heart)

generations would come to pass within brightclan and soon enough, current times brought a new apprentice- the cat who would finally put an end to the rogues once and for all (not that anyone knew it yet-); let me have fun with this idea- i realize it barely manages to make sense

in comes our boy- violetpaw (currently just a placeholder name!) who was certainly a... unique cat; he seemed clumsy, but he had proven he would protect those who needed it and thus it was when the messenger delivered the message. except violetpaw didn't understand the teachings as well as the others, needing a little extra nudge from the cat version of the nomicon (genuinely for now, i think the nomicon should be like a starclan warrior or something visiting the ninjas in their dreams? i'll fix this later-)

violetpaw and his best friend flamepaw are apprentices known for their mischief, but of course- the rogue known as shade (also a placeholder name!) is back; and two of the warriors (mcfist is sandswipe? stoatfang? and viceroy, willowstrike) are apparently in cahoots with shade

tldr; the ninjas are warriors with a unique set of skills and abilities that set them out from the rest- they are referred to as 'silent warriors' (until i come up with a better name) and currently, violetpaw is chosen to take on the mantle. the mind-wipe would likely play out differently bc i am not that mean and obviously cats have a different perception of ages/years than a human would-

gonna reblog this with the list of potential cat names and whatnot in a moment!

[skzoologist]

I have been thinking about it for a while now, and I'm letting you guys decide.

[oc-cinematic-universe]

thinkin about death being a teacher in the school. in a lot of ways hes kind of just a joke. like haha yeah the god of death just works here. nobody knows why. hes just chillin and he wont leave. what are you gonna do about it? hes god.

but also like. hes very close friends with dara. theyve known each other for decades and he wont leave. death never leaves her. keeps following her. and he just wont let her die. people have died around her for so long so many times and yet shes still here the same as she was. her lack of aging was not his doing but he does try so hard to keep her going, keeps pushing her to keep waking up every day and moving forward. he wont let her die. i dont think he would know how to let her die if it came down to it.

death doesnt know a thing about grief. he sees other people experience it but he doesnt know what it is really. hes never lost someone hes known. but would it matter if he did? he'll just see them again in the underworld. he doesnt get to care, his entire job is to take them to his house after theyre gone and let them hang out its not a big deal right? but he doesnt let dara die. its just a habit at this point maybe. he doesnt know. he cant examine that. its just the right thing to do, to help her keep going, hed feel bad if he didnt. so the god of death stays in the school because of 1 person that he cant bear to leave