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Streamer Kinich!!!!
Per @kinichfan ‘s request :))
#Guys I had so much fun writing the chat comments#I felt so silly and goofy#and I love antagonizing Ajaw it’s my hobby now#artists on tumblr#digital art#genshin impact#my art#kinich#natlan#art#fan art#genshin
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Clone^2 - Separation Strikes
"Why do I have to go?" Damian asks, surly and accent-thick, it sounds more like a demand and a whine at the same time. Sitting on the kitchen table with his arms crossed, in a green t-shirt that Danny bought him at a whim when he was at a thrift shop, and black shorts, he's never looked more like a kid. There's a little backpack leaning against the table leg, Damian begrudgingly picked it out when they went shopping.
His English has grown in leaps and bounds since Danny found him -- er, or more accurately; since Damian was spat out in front of him. -- and very little did they have to use the translator on Danny's phone these days.
Which meant one thing: Damian can start attending school comfortably now. And 'go' was the Amity Smiles Child Care Center. Danny and Jazz went as kids until they were twelve, and Mom and Dad actually managed to convince the center director to let Damian enroll for the summer.
And it was summer; Damian starts today.
"Because," Danny says, trying and failing to hide the smile pulling on his face, his heart warm and soft, and also laughing at Damian's expense; "being cooped up in the house all day isn't good for you, and you're starting school in the Fall. And, in Jazz's words: you need to have interactions with other kids your age for the benefit of your social development. And besides, it's only for the morning."
Damian's nose scrunches up, and his eyes roll so violently that for a moment, Danny thinks about joking that he'll get his eyes stuck like that. He holds his tongue; his little brother already looks like he's five seconds away from committing an act of violence.
"I don't need social interaction." Damian sneers, his cheek in his hand; a neverend pool of pride. "I am--"
"The Blood of the Demon Heir, better than everyone else." Danny cuts off, waving his hand in dismissive circles, his voice mockingly deep. Damian's brown skin darkens in embarrassment, and he scowls at Danny. "I know, bud. But Jazz is right, -- don't tell her I said that, -- you should be around kids your age."
Especially when he starts First Grade in the Fall. Honestly -- Danny was a little nervous to send him to the center. Damian's long since cut the habit of trying to kill or otherwise maim people, his palms ache-burn with gentle reminder, but his tongue was as sharp and as cutting as his sword. He still struggles with trying to quell it when he's upset. Vicious child-weapon that he once was, and will never be again.
Danny knows that it comes from a place of fear and defense, that Damian lashes out because that's what he's been taught. That at the end of the day, he doesn't really mean what he says, and he's learning to express himself better. But the other kids don't know that, and kids can be unforgiving and cruel.
Danny just...
His slow beating heart sighs, melancholy settles behind his lungs.
He doesn't want Damian to be outcasted. He doesn't want him to be alone.
Not like he was.
Damian sneers again, but says nothing, his shoulders crawling up to hide his ears like a turtle receding into his shell. Danny watches him silently, leaning against the kitchen counter with his own arms crossed. The clock hanging on the wall ticks in their ears -- it's almost time to go.
He watches Damian, careful, and so he sees it when his little brother's stone-shell pride and petulance shudders, and cracks. The darkened furrow of Damian's brows weakens, and for a moment, slants back.
Ah, Danny thinks, his own shoulders slumping. Epiphany washes over him, and his sad-heart soothes in warm understanding. So that's what it is.
His head tilts, and his hair spills over his shoulders, messy and fluffy, tickling his neck. Some of his bangs fall into his face. "Hal 'ant easabiatan ya habibi?" He asks, voice low and soft. Just as Damian's English has improved, so has Danny's Arabic. He still stumbles over himself some days, and Damian says his accent is trash, but they can have whole conversations now in Damian's mothertongue.
(Danny was incredibly proud of himself for it.)
Damian's face darkens, his blush spreading across the rest of his face, and he ducks his head down. Grown-out curls, black-brown and springy, falls over his eyes. "La!" He yells, loud and indignant, and not at all convincingly. "La 'asheur bialtawaturi!"
He was nervous. Danny can see it now, in the hunch of his shoulders and the tightness of his face, and faintly, he can feel it too. In the ecto-rich air of the Fentonworks House, it thrums, barely-there, like a hummingbird behind his lungs.
Danny can't stop the little, fond smile that forces itself across his lips and upticks the corner of his mouth. "It's okay to be nervous, little brother." He says, he sounds like Jazz when he says that. He doesn't think she'll mind him borrowing the nickname.
He pushes himself off the counter, and Damian refuses to look at him, hiding behind his hair and in his shoulders. It takes three long strides for him to reach the table, and Danny turns, plants his hands on the ledge, and hoists himself up. Right next to Damian.
Damian leans into him easily when Danny's arm wraps around his shoulders and tucks him close to his heart. He can feel his ear against his ribs. Danny hunches over him, resting his chin on Damian's head. "It's so okay to be nervous, actually. I was nervous, Jazz was nervous." He tells him, scratching the blunt edge of his nails across his scalp. "Everyone gets nervous."
"'Ana last aljumiea." Damian mumbles, as small and feeble as he was the night on the OPS Center balcony, realizing that his mom and the League weren't coming for him. Realizing that he was replaceable.
Danny's half-working heart squeezes; in grief, in rage, and his faucet eyes sting. He breathes in carefully, and presses his nose into Damian's hair in a loving faux-kiss. "You're right, you're not everyone." He says, steady and strong, because if he's not a pillar for his family, who else is he?
He can feel Damian's eyes flick up to him, and Danny smiles into his black-brown curls. Tilts his head to squish his cheek against him instead, hand dropping to thumb below Damian's lashes. "You're Damian Fenton," Because the adoption went through a few weeks ago, and he's still riding that high, "You're my baby brother. O' Artist Extraordinaire, Kickass with a Sword, Vegetarian and Wonderful Co-Ghost Hunter."
Damian tries to stifle a smile, and fails. Score! Triumph gathers in Danny's gut, his smile grows wider. He squeezes Damian tight, and only releases him so he can look him in the eyes. "And if anyone gives you a hard time at school, and I mean anyone--"
Danny has bad memories of the teachers looking the other way when the other kids were bullying him, all because he was a Fenton.
And Danny, bleeding heart, bleeding hands, loves his family more than he will ever love himself, will never let Damian experience the same injustice. Not if he can help it.
His eyes narrow, and the buzzy-film of ectoplasm covers his eyes, making them glow, "--You tell me. And as your awesome great big brother-and-technically-dad-but-only-biologically, I will handle it."
Damian, wonderfully made, full of light, his little brother Damian, giggles weakly at him. A sound that's worth it's weight in gold. The scary eyes dissipate, and Danny matches the sound with a cock-eyed, impish grin, dragging Damian into a soul-crushing, too-tight hug. The kind that only annoying older brothers can give. "Got it?"
That gets a proper, if short, laugh out of Damian. He wriggles in Danny's arms, trying to break free. But Danny does calisthenics, his arms are as big as Damian's head, so it doesn't work. "Understood, now, daeni 'adhhab ya 'akhi!"
Danny laughs, loud and bright, and loosens his hold just a smidge, only so he can adjust his grip and hop off the table with Damian still in arm.
"Never!" He crows, hoisting Damian slightly. One eye flick at the clock, and in one quick move, he secures Damian under one arm like a football, and hooks his foot under the strap of his backpack. Kicking it up, he tosses it into the air and catches it with his free hand, and slings it over his shoulder. "Now, to the car, my boy! Before we're late and Mom and Dad get charged."
Damian groans, childish and dramatic and long, but his face is all squished up with a wide grin and glee. Danny can taste his joy beneath his tongue.
"And, if my little pep talk didn't encourage you," He says, reaching the door to the garage, flipping Damian up onto his hip instead. "If you have a good day today, I'll make you bal mithai when you get back."
Like all kids at the promise of sweets, Damian's eyes widen and glitter. Danny loves seeing Damian be a kid, it's his favorite thing in the world. "I will!"
#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dpxdc#dp x dc#dpxdc crossover#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc au#dpxdc fic#dpxdc ficlet#clone^2#clone danny fenton#MAN I LOVE THIS AU SM#clone danny#danny fenton is a clone#i lomv. them :((( SO MUCH. I'VE MISSED WRITING THEM. i had this idea since talking to purple-goo-writes abt clone danny last week#they mean everything to me. they are the brothers ever. so family coded. don't ask me about the timeline here it doesnt exist#its post-danny's hands getting permanently fucked up and thats it lol.#parent danny is great but 'big brother danny' is SO fucking fun to write. he's silly and goofy and annoying in the way only siblings are#smth about writing danny being so full of love and kindness and protective compassion. bleeding heart that he is. its like doing cocaine#chaotic danny is SO fun and silly but kIND danny is. holy shit its better than getting high. altho ive never been high so i can only guess#there's just smth addictive in writing him being affectionate and loving and caring. he's heartful and heart full.#he's sweet - not like sugar - but like caramel. fulfilling and chewy. a kindness that gets stuck in your teeth and melts on your tongue#he's such an annoying older brother. i love him#bal mithai is a type of pakistani dessert btw. since Nanda Parbat is based off the mountain nanga parbat which is in pakistan. i figured#that the food damian had in the league might've been pakistani-based. or at least heavily pakistani in orign. maybe. i just didn't wanna#look up 'arabic desserts' and pick the first one off the list. felt inauthentic that way alsdh#translations since you wont get it through google translate:#1. 'are you nervous beloved?' 2. 'no! I am not nervous!' 3. 'I'm not everyone' 4. 'let me go brother!'#while i dont usually use 'little brother' or 'brother' as terms of endearments between siblings. Jazz canonically calls Danny that and#i figured if i worded it in a way that sounded natural. it would sound less soul-crushingly cringy. look as someone wit THREE siblings.#i know exactly how siblings interact with one another. but this felt like a special exception. they don't say it often
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The journey
#persona 3 reload#ryomina#shuyuka#aikoto#minaliz#this is basically how I interpret their relationship dynamics too!#ryoji sort of pulls the protag in his direction and leads him the way (he also goes through the same fate that's to come before he does)#with yukari you go side by side-she wishes to stick around with you and spend time together and she is really is there for you.#and aigis personally felt like a successor/pupil-like figure to me#she learns from you and gains her own life from it.. she felt like a daughter or a younger sibling in terms of you being the one that gives#as for elizabeth she's a surprise that barges in#she's very goofy and silly and I love that#I personally feel these four are the ones that the mc left the greatest impact on in terms of their identity as a character#the rest of the group were also greatly influenced by him but these four - he changed their lives so much and became their most beloved#doodle#persona 3#persona#minayuka
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what a silly guy, i think
#persona 5#persona 5 royal#joker persona 5#ren amamiya#akira kurusu#god tagging him is a nightmare#spoilers ? im sorry#just take this as emo art and not spoilers <3 hearts and kisses#im sorry for the man i’ve become#expect more persona ..#silly goofy guy#i felt so emo making this <//3 but im at least allowed one emo art per year#persona 5 fanart#take a shot everytime this pose says persona#(explodes)#akiren#??#persona fanart
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my halloween costume!!
my boy eye puppy whom I would actually die for
#this was so much fun#I felt like such a silly goofy guy#and a little bastard too#Halloween#reanimator#herbert west#Re animator#re-animator#reanimator 1985
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(because I couldn't resist. y'all know I'm a polygun girlie at heart.) a softer trigun
#A softer trigun#a softer trigun outtakes#polygun#trigun#look I just know that they got silly that night#they're already so silly but this particular scene comes for Every Single Time#honestly unfair of them to have it occur RIGHT after wolfwood says ''...there you go smiling again. it looks good on you!'' to vash.#as if I can just handle that double whambampow combo no sweat#as if I'm not lying on the floor of my airbnb unable to be normal about them as I strangle the air in front of me#POLYAMRY COULD HAVE FUCKING SAVED THEM.#...I THINK. PERSONALLY.#fuck man.#just take it#i think I like this one a little more than the ''actual'' AST number 21#but the line up was majorly lacking in insurance lesbians and I felt the need to remedy that#(and also use that goofy picture of them staring into the well bucket because. come on.)#adorable#Trigun 1998#Trigun anime#trigun 98
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Ever since Chibi, this is just sorta how I see their dynamic.
#fooze#rwby#rwby fanart#rwby velvet#velvet scarlatina#rwby jaune#jaune arc#we love a loser (affectionate)#just taking a break inbetween projects and work#felt goofy. felt silly. so here you go#daily dose of SpongeBob memes for the soul#I don’t see him as that dumb I promise lol this just suited them
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this took so stupidy long to make, its not even funny based on an actual conversation i had with my friend Butwhy (context: i had horrendous spelling because i had just woken up and he was copying it) i wanted to have the favour tree in the background but i couldnt get that aspect to work soooo
a screenshot of our actual conversation below the cut, along with how many tabs and files this took
#i think this goofy convo was right before a serious one actually#thats kinda funny#anyway we bicker a lot#i could make many gifs of our convos as loop and siffrin#grr i want to make gifs of our loops interacting but THEYRE THE SAME CHARACTER IT WOULDNT MAKE SENSE#ill figure something out...#guys a ton of us were playing uno on vrchat tonight and at one point every card we made a pun and it felt very ISAT coded#someone (probably me) should draw isat crew making puns as they play uno except odile is so insanely over it#isat#in stars and time#isat siffrin#loop isat#isat loop#conversation#silly
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i didn't realise during alabasta bc it was mr. 7 and not number 7 but...
i hehe-d... i haha-d... it will be a great payoff in 10 seasons to no one but me
#literally took this as one of the few zs crumbs#zosan#opla#like is this smth oda masterminded probably not but it's just silly goofy to imagine zoro smirking to himself thinking about this#like a sappy unfunny LOSER#i love him... let him be more silly goofy...#anyways opla was like the epic highs and lows of high school football i felt so over and so back multiple times lmfao#zorosan#sanzoro#sanzo
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I said once and I'll say it again, I don't really think late season merlin is a villain, but I do think season 1 and pre canon merlin would think his future self is a villain
agreed, anon, s1 merlin would be horrified at the decision and choices he made by s4-5
but yeah merlin isn’t a “villain” by s5. he falls into more of a gray area in my opinion. like, he is still a hero to me but just with a narrower view on his priorities and 10 years of dealing with your classic episodic enemies who want to kill Arthur
#i dont really get the ‘Merlin is a villain by s5’ discourse#like yeah he’s changed from the happy silly goofy guy from s1#but he still a silly goofy guy#more traumatized yes and less patient with opponents#but he’s still merlin#it’s like the ‘despite everything it’s still you’ and we see that when he creates a butterfly in the cave#idk he never felt villainous to me??? vengeful maybe i can allow#but not villainous#but i think that’s why Villain!Merlin is an interesting concept because despite the ten years of strife#and watching ppl he love die and choosing Arthur over magic#the idea of ‘what if he finally snapped? what if Merlin let loose more than he has’ is a fascinating one#bc Merlin is CRAZY powerful#he is Emrys and magic itself#he lives and breathes it so what if he finally lost all his personal morals and principles and let it go?#it’s not canon obvi but it is a popular au for a reason because there many moments the fandom ponders ‘why did you stay?’#and ‘what would be the final straw that caused you to break it all?’#or at least#that’s how i see those AUs as lol#still fascinating#bbc merlin#asks#merlin emrys
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if i had a nickel for every time the dragon prince had a plotline of "character becomes physically disabled as a sacrifice to save someone, but then gets 'fixed' by magic in less than an episode," i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice
#it's literally two bad disability tropes combined#the ''heroic and tragic character who made a brave sacrifice and must now live a terrible disabled life oh no so sad'' trope#and the ''there's magic in our world so we can just ignore disability because it's all magically fixed now''#i just watched claudia get her magic prosthetic so idk how her amputation might affect her for the rest of the season#but when soren was cured of his paralysis it felt like a cop-out honestly#they could have at least given it some lasting symptoms#like. he had major spinal damage or something. it would make sense for him to live with some chronic pain or motor control issues from that#but nooo we can't have the silly goofy guy be disabled#(i'm mostly just ranting for the sake of ranting at this point idk#dragon prince has better disability rep than most animated shows. i just don't like this particular trope they do)#dragon prince spoilers#dragon prince s6#tdp s6#tdp spoilers
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Back at it again with my delusions
#genshin impact#arledrone#arlecchino#sandrone#so rumors are spreading that arlecchino and sandrone are gonna be fontaine's harbingers and I have never felt so hyped in my life fr#when i first thought abt arledrone it was more of a silly goofy joke a laugh a giggle a chortle cause I knew DAMN well that like#It was incredibly unlikely that we'd get much about them together other than maybe corresponding voicelines abt eachother#but you're telling me they're gonna be TOGETHER in FRANCE on a DATE????? im climbing up a tree and chewing on bark as we speak#there may also be a smidgen of a chance mhy will pull an eisr and against all odds they somehow never actually talk to eachother#or its a different combination of harbingers heading to fontaine#and if that happens my joker arc will start fr this time#unless its arle x bina in france#then maybe ill forgive their sins. Just by a smidge
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papa k.... keralis..... big eyes boy.... i originally did the doodle of him on brown paper just as a sketch idea but then. i couldn't be bothered to redraw the entire thing so i just stuck it in my sketchbook!!!!
this is his season 9 skin dreaming about his season 10 base heheheh
#one of my favourite things about keralis is how immersive his builds are#every single detail is always so thought out#master of booshes......#he is so silly and goofy. the way he has nicknames for literally everyone. he is so friendly. i love that man#keralis#keralis fanart#hermitaday#horsemeatluvr does hermitaday#horsemeat gallery#hermitcraft#ngl this does not look like him at all but i was so tired when i drew this#he has a MASSIVE beard irl but that doesn't rly suit his in game character sooo#oh this is with felt tips and fineliners. if anyone cares lmao
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I'm starting Mission to Zyxx Season 5 now, and I have feelings about that.
First, it generally scares me when people hype anything up at all because there is no guarantee that anyone values the exact same thing I do to the same degree. Even if I trust the creators of a thing to value something and try to do right by it, that doesn't always necessarily mean it will be successful, especially if that involves doing something wildly different than what made it good in the first place (I have been burned this way before). I guess I'm just hoping they continue the format of goofy improv shenanigans for the majority of it with something more planned and emotional in the finale if they want, like they've been doing all along. I'd think they would, and I've heard nothing bad about the ending, but I guess it still makes me nervous because I'm so close to the end and I want it so badly to stick the landing. I'm setting my expectations on the floor so I can be surprised instead of disappointed, but honestly, I don't need it to be better, I just need it to be on par with the rest.
Second, and more briefly, I'm happy it's (hopefully) ending before it has a chance to decline. I am so on board with that philosophy. But on the other hand, finishing a thing that I really, really like and knowing there's not another one out there gives me a special kind of heartache. Like, I know there will be other good media, and stuff that's good and unique in other ways, but I know for a fact that there are no other podcasts out there that have the same mix of a balance of off-the-wall improv and structured narrative, quality comedy, fantastical sci-fi setting and loveable characters, and high quality production. There are other things out there with many of those qualities, but nothing that checks every one of those boxes. It's a lightning-in-a-bottle thing that very much feels like the right people had to be in the right place at the right time to do it. Attempts to do it again would feel hollow because it had to be born out of necessity and passion and the talents of the people involved, so if you switch out the people it loses the reasons it's great, and if the same people tried to do it again it'd feel tired. That makes me so, so grateful it exists, but also so, so sad that it doesn't, and I'm 80% of the way done. When it's over, it's over.
Anyway. Now that that's all out there, I'm just gonna finish listening and have fun. Wish me luck.
#pickle pontificates#mission to zyxx#if you freaking flip on episode 1 after reading this and are like. wow. they're talking a lot about butts and ejecting people into space.#what is pickle on about#well. sue me i guess. idk#I have a lot of feelings about this as a general topic so this is moreso just the most recent thing that's touched on it for me#okay so time for essay 2 in the tags#1. I don't really talk about TAZ on here but it's something I carry with me whenever I think about this kind of thing#I think that in the same vein as MTZ it started off very goofy and directionless and then gave me more emotions than I thought it would#and it's not perfect but balance was a cultural landmark in a lot of ways#i enjoyed amnesty but it didn't have the same spark. what drew me to balance was all the goofy improvisation#and the fact that it was never serious until it was#amnesty (although i loved the setting/concept and enjoyed the characters) crossed the line into taking things more seriously#and while that's not a bad thing in and of itself the thing i enjoy about the mcelroys is when they're goofing around#that's what they're good at and it's why i like them#subsequent arcs suffered the same thing to varying degrees#i slogged through most of graduation for some reason and although ethersea was better i didn't finish it#taz dracula was the first time i've felt that same kind of fun while listening since balance#and I really think it was because they were just getting silly with it. sure yeah elizabeth the sports druid. lady godwin turns into a hors#whatever!#their dad gets to follow through on his ideas and do whatever crazy but kinda logical thing he comes up with#but i guess the point is that to me taz feels very lightning in a bottle. balance is what it's capable of being but is not the default#all the other right ingredients had to be in the soup#2. noragami. ohh noragami.#you wormed your way deep into my heart and then flopped out of it like a messy slimy dead fish#and i can't even be upset about it because the creators sounded so tired and unhappy with the way it ended#but there was so much potential. so many themes that DID hit hard throughout the story and could've knocked a man out cold#had they come back at the end#and they could have right up until so very close!!! it wasn't unsalvageable#in fact it still isn't. you'd hardly have to revise anything. you'd just have to write a different ending
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though the stars walk backward (sjy) (preview)
Your first encounter with Jake Sim ends with ketchup on your clothes and his burger in his friend's lap. The second encounter doesn't go so smoothly, either. He thinks he might have gotten the hang of it by the third time, but as the saying goes: there is no easy way from the earth to the stars.
PAIRING: sim jaeyun x female reader GENRE: college au, one-sided enemies-to-lovers (the e2l part is short-lived lol sry), friends-to-lovers, mutual pining, fluff, romance, jake as a star soccer player but also loser physics nerd WARNINGS: swearing, eventual kissing and suggestive content/sexual themes, familial angst/generational trauma (it's present and it's heavy but it's not suuuuuper heavy) WORD COUNT: ~2.5k (preview); final word count is, again, btwn me and god PUBLISH DATE: reallyyyyyyy hoping to get this out before my next semester starts but We'll See About That...
“Don’t freak out, but I think the girl you stare at in the library is staring back at you.”
Jake freezes with his burger halfway to his open mouth. “What? Where? And I don’t stare at her in the library—”
Jay nudges his friend’s jaw upwards. “I said don’t freak out.”
“At least he didn’t turn in her direction,” Sunghoon offers. But he says it while looking disdainfully at the ketchup dripping from Jake’s burger onto the dining hall table, so Jake isn’t all that comforted by it.
Instead, he repeats “Where?” through gritted teeth.
“At your four o’clock, but I wouldn’t get too excited about it.” Jay squints. “I’m pretty sure she’s glaring at you, honestly. Okay, seriously do not freak out, but she’s coming over here…”
Jake tries to figure out what to do with himself as you approach with alarming speed— should he fix his hair, or tuck his shirt in? Damn it, he doesn’t even remember if he’s wearing something clean today. Before he can fully comprehend it, you’re standing in front of him, looking as pretty as ever in a silky dress that floats down to your ankles.
Your mouth opens to say something, and there’s a deep furrow between your brows that Jake longs to smooth out, but then his hands clamp down on his burger, and— “Oh shit, dude, I’m so sorry!”
Bright red ketchup decorates the front of your pristine white dress.
Your jaw drops, as does your gaze, fixated on the ugly red splotch spreading over the fabric covering your stomach. Everything you’d been meaning to say to him flies out of your head, replaced by blood rushing in your ears as your anger grows at the foolish oaf in front of you. “This is dry clean only,” you hiss.
Jake drops his burger in Jay’s lap, ignoring his friend’s squawk of indignation. Hurriedly, he wipes his hands on some napkins and tries offering them to you before cowing under your withering glare. “I am so sorry,” he repeats. His arms flail at his sides before he picks up the cardigan lying next to him and hands it to you. “You have a library shift coming up, right? Please feel free to wear this until you can get home and change. I have class until two, but I can take your clothes to the dry cleaners afterwards. I’m really so sorry!”
Your mouth shapes around air a few times as you work out exactly how to respond to him, but then your phone buzzes to remind you of your library shift— it is coming up— and you decide that you’ll deal with this— and him— later. Unhappily, you grab the proffered cardigan. “Two o’clock. Don’t be late.” And then you twist on your heel and depart, leaving Jake to stare sadly at the swish of your hair against your back.
“Are you gonna take my clothes to the dry cleaners, too?” Jay intones dryly from beside him.
Jake groans and sinks back down into the booth, covering his face with his hands and shaking his head repeatedly. “I can’t believe that just happened. I have to walk into traffic now.” Before Jay can say anything else, Jake tacks on, “And yeah, give me your pants.”
“Damn, take me to dinner first. Oh, wait, I guess you did offer me food.” Jay plucks the burger out of his lap and deposits it onto Jake’s plate pointedly.
Sunghoon lets out a whistle between his teeth. “Wow, I’ve never seen anyone fumble so badly. Like, seriously, that should be studied in a lab.”
“I got nervous!” Jake exclaims.
Sunghoon chortles. “Clearly. Cute girl comes over, and you not only call her dude, but you also squirt ketchup all over her.”
Jake kicks him in the shin, hard. “Can you not pile on?”
“Sorry, sorry.” Sunghoon holds up his hands in mock surrender. “Was that the first time you interacted with her?”
Unhelpfully, Jay pipes up. “Unless you count staring at her in the library interacting, I’d say yes. Speaking of, how do you know her schedule, bro? You’re creepier than I thought.”
Jake jabs him with an elbow. “My class got canceled once and I saw her at the library then, okay? Some of us actually have homework, Socrates and Warren Buffet.” He rolls his eyes at Sunghoon (philosophy) and Jay (business) in turn. “And again, I don’t stare!”
A few hours later, Jake stares at the back of your head.
He’s not in his usual spot in the library, which is a round table near the windows on the mezzanine level— straight line of sight to one of the reference desks, but he did not pick that spot on purpose, no matter how much his friends like to joke that he did. He’s been sitting in that spot since the first day of his freshman year; he’d chosen it because he like being able to see out into the quad, and the noise level in that area is perfect for him (not too quiet, which would make him fall asleep, and not too loud, which would just make him want to join in on wherever the fun was). He couldn’t have known that you would show up halfway through last year, get a job as one of the students manning the reference desk, and then occupy the exact spot his eyes tend to rest on when he zones out.
And he really couldn’t have known that you would be so pretty.
It doesn’t help that you’re in practically all of his classes this year, and he’s had the opportunity to talk to you every day for the past two weeks if he wanted to. He’s not the most shameless person in the world (Sunghoon), but he’s also not scared of his own reflection (Heeseung), so why couldn’t he have just introduced himself like a normal person on the first day of classes and avoided this whole ketchup fiasco?
Someone comes up to the desk to ask a question, and your head tilts toward them as the afternoon sunlight frames your face just so; Jake gulps and thinks, Oh yeah, that’s why. So pretty. And dizzyingly smart, if the way he sees your pencil fly over quizzes is anything to go by.
As if sensing his eyes on you, you twist around fully to catch him staring after you’ve answered the question of the person in front of you. Jake blinks deer-in-headlights eyes at you; if this was a cartoon, there would be a ?! above his head.
Your own eyes narrow at him and you jerk your head in your own direction. Get over here.
Jake gulps and straightens up before shuffling over to you. He kind of feels like he’s walking to the gallows, but on a flower-lined path, because his cardigan on you softens you around the edges, and you look right at home in it.
“Heeeeeeey.” He raises a hand and waves at you, even though he’s right in front of you. He winces before you can even raise a skeptical eyebrow at him, but then you do, so he grimaces. “Sorry, that was weird. Uh, hi.”
You nod curtly at him. “Hi. I’m done in two minutes. Thanks for being on time.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he mumbles to the floor. Luckily, you don’t catch it because you’re packing away the problem set you were doing in between answering student questions, which he chances a glance at because hey, he’d been having trouble with page 157.
Of course, you catch that. “What are you, twelve? Do your own work.”
“Wait, what? Hold on a second, I’m not trying to cheat off of you— hey, wait up!” He scrambles to catch up with you where you’re already halfway down the stairs. Panicked, he speeds past you and plants himself in your path, greeted by your look of supreme irritation for the second time that day. “I wasn’t trying to cheat off of you,” he says, more firmly this time. “I was just gonna ask you how you did with page 157, because I was having some trouble with it earlier.”
You scoff and slide to the left to go around him, only to be met by him mirroring you. “Are you serious right now? Get out of my way.”
“We’re going to the same place!”
“Yeah, and now I’ve remembered that I can pay for my own dry cleaning. Move.” You go right, and he follows.
“I’m still coming— I gotta take Jay’s pants there. I dropped my burger in his lap earlier when, well, you know.”
You go left again, and he follows once more. “Okay, for real? Let me go, asshole.”
Jake drops his backpack off his shoulders and hoists it onto his knee, rummaging around in it while still blocking your path. You think he’s officially lost it, but you’re also never one to miss an opportunity, so you feint to the right and then go left, but he’s faster and blocks you again with his head halfway buried in his backpack. Damn it, he’s good. You don’t realize you’ve said it out loud until he looks up at you and smiles sheepishly. “Soccer team,” he explains. Oh— that reminds you why you were approaching him at the dining hall in the first place, and real anger resurfaces in your blood.
“Like I care,” you snap. You’re about to just shove him down the stairs and call it an easy day when you’re met with a crumpled piece of graph paper waved in front of your face. “What the hell is this?”
“Next week’s problem set! See, look, I finished everything except the problems on page 157, and I did get started, but I just wanted to check if I was on the right path, okay? I promise, I wasn’t trying to cheat off of you.” He frowns. “These aren’t even graded for quality. It’s just a submission for completion.”
Your eyebrows climb up your forehead. Though his handwriting is shit, you can see that he’s telling the truth. The fact that he’s doing the problem set for next week probably should have tipped you off in and of itself, but what surprises you is the simple elegance with which his calculations come out. “Hey, how’d you do that on number 89 on page 151—” You cut yourself off. “Never mind. Fine, I believe you. Can you move now? We’re blocking the entire stairway.”
Jake seems to finally notice the build-up of annoyed students in front of and behind you both. “Right, oops.” He zips up his backpack and slings it over one shoulder before descending the stairs with quick steps. He turns around and tilts his head quizzically at you when you don’t follow.
Truthfully, you’re trying to decide if you should make a break for it and go up the stairs so you can take a different set of stairs down, but then you realize how childish that sounds. So, it’s with less dignity than you’d like that you meet him at the bottom of the staircase. But you don’t stop where he’s standing; instead, you breeze past him so smoothly that he finds himself staring at the back of your head for a few seconds before springing into motion after you.
“Soooooo… dry cleaner’s?” He offers you a tentative smile once he’s fallen into step with you.
You seem to have made your mind up about something, because you turn to him with a dazzling smile that knocks the breath right out of his lungs. “Lead the way.”
“O-Okay.” He’s taken aback by your sudden about-face, but he’s not going to question it.
He tells you that he’s happy to drive there, and you’re perfectly agreeable about it. You even start talking about the problem set that had been the source of such strife just minutes earlier. At the dry cleaner, you give him the biggest surprise yet when you ask for his number. Obviously, he gives it to you, and he has to pretend like he isn’t perturbed by the cryptic, almost manic look in your eyes when you promise that you’ll be in touch.
But then you’re gone without so much as a goodbye, and it’s only when he gets back to his place that he realizes he doesn’t even know how you got home, and he can’t text you because he doesn’t have your number.
Still. A win is a win.
ball sports (derogatory) (heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon)
jake: this has been the strangest and possibly greatest day of my life
sunghoon: ur preaching to the choir ketchup boy
sunghoon: yizhuo told me i was hotter with blonde hair
sunghoon: so like hell yeah she thinks im hot but hell no now i have to dye my hair back
jake: ????? did i ask
jake: i’m talking about MY day
jay: she actually did not say you were hotter with blonde hair. in fact none of those words came out of her mouth
jay: you asked if she liked your new hair and she said no
sunghoon: hop off my dick tf????
heeseung: so what happened jake
sunghoon: oh i can tell u this it’s old news
sunghoon: jake fumbled his first interaction w/ the girl he stares at in the library
jake: BUT she asked for my number and said she’d be in touch!!!!
sunghoon: right so u can pay for her dry cleaning bill
jake: OR maybe she wants to be friends
jake: to lovers<3
jay: idk she kinda looked like she wanted to take you out when she was coming over to us at lunch today
jake: LIKE ON A DATE?????
jay: no like
jay: lethally
women’s rights and wrongs (you, minjeong, aeri, somi)
you: so you know how i was gonna confront jake today
yizhuo: yeah i heard that went poorly
yizhuo: sunghoon said something about ketchup????
you: nvm all that. i have a Better Plan. i’m gonna ruin his life
minjeong: cool
somi: noooooo he’s hot
you: HE RUINED MY BROTHER’S LIFE
somi: girl u have to let that go
somi: ur brother is 10 and made it to the B team for club soccer
somi: i think he’ll be fine
you: BUT HE SHOULD’VE BEEN IN THE A TEAM. I SAW JAKE’S BEADY EYES SINGLING HIM OUT UNFAIRLY
somi: he actually has like insane puppy dog eyes
you: anyways i’m going to systematically but subtly make his life more and more difficult as soon as i start assistant managing his soccer team on monday. but he will never know it’s me bc i’m going to be so nice and normal to his face BUT ACTUALLY i’m gonna make him my bitch
yizhuo: “nice and normal to his face” u have the worst poker face i’ve ever seen
minjeong: technically speaking if ur an assistant manager aren’t u THEIR bitch
#enhypen#jake sim#sim jaeyun#enhypen jake#enhypen x reader#jake x reader#enhypen fic#enhypen oneshot#jake sim fic#jake sim oneshot#lord tagging things on kpopblr still confuses me#okay anyways! felt silly goofy quirky tn so im posting this preview#fortunately or unfortunately the actual fic is currently at 10k+ words and we Just crossed the threshold into jake and mc being friends so!#there is A Ways to go#oh hey also i present: my shitty banner making skills (non-existent)#if it looks like a wattpad cover........ just dont tell me bc ill have to kms#ss.preview#fic: though the stars walk backward
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#THIS WAS FIRST THING IN THE MORNING TOO#I WOKE UP I CHECKED MY PHONE I TURNED ON MY COMPUTER TO WORK ON A PROJECT I LOOKED AT THE RECOMENDED SONGS FOR A SPOTIFY PLAYLIST#AND THEN THIS HAPPENED????#I DIDNT EVEN ADD IT TO ANYTHING UNTIL LIKE JUST NOW BECAUSE I ALMOST FELT BAD FOR NOT MAKING A POST OR DRAWING OR SOMETHING ABOUT IT#now its not that i didnt expect this song to get real#however it did NOT get real in ANY way i expected#usually with a long ass silly title like that id expect something kind of sad and relatable but presented in a lighthearted goofy way#and i love songs like that#this was not.#that.#and im like 1000% sure im overreacting and its just a song and ill probably regret making this comic tomorrow but like#holy shit man talk about a jumpscare#also sorry for the lower quality than usual but i wanted to make some drawings that didnt look like absolute shit#but i also didnt wanna spend hours on a throwaway comic#so heres an in between this is what we're probably getting from now on#art#drawing#digital art#furry#oc#oc art#oc artwork#sfw furry#sfw furry art#comic#mini comic
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