#but ANYWAY there’s some bad things but a lot of good things. it definitely is YA despite the content. etc.

[bbina]

eggs

it smells like burning eggs

you can't tell if you're half conscious or half awake

your dream has been quite odd to say the least. you were dreaming about how you were hugging someone in your sleep that it felt a little too real to be a dream..

hold on, how the fuck did you make it home last night?

your eyes flutter open at the sound of sizzles coming from your kitchenette

is someone at your apartment right now?

immediately, you sat up from the bed. wrong move if you thought so yourself cause now your head felt like it's being pounded down relentlessly

hissing, you cradled your head. how much did you even drink last night and how did you make it home in one piece?

"oh you're awake"

a voice speaks. you look up and there he was, the owner of the voice that you know all to well now.

it was wonbin

who was messily wearing your bright pink apron, holding a frying pan with a lopsided smile plastered on his face

so the smell of burning eggs wasn’t a dream

wait a second.. if wonbin was here and those damn eggs weren't a dream then does that mean the person you were hugging in your dream was wonbin?

“i know you have a lot of questions judging by the look on your face right now but before that” wonbin pauses, putting down the frying pan back to the induction stove and picking up a glass of water and some painkillers from the counter before handing them to you, "drink these first"

you let out another hiss when you felt the second wave of your headache. damn you hangovers. you swallow the medicine and wiped your mouth with the sleeve of the jacket you were wearing before you realized that you didn't own a fuzzy jacket

was this wonbin's jacket too?

"i didn't do anything stupid last night, did i?" you ask, feeling the embarrassment slowly creep up in your veins

wonbin chuckles at your question, turning off your induction stove before plating what seems to be your breakfast

"unless you consider calling me to pick you up last night as something stupid then no. you didn't do anything stupid" wonbin places down the plate that had eggs and kimchi fried rice on the table in front of you

you can feel your face heat up. you've definitely done it now. why did you even call him in the first place? you will never know

"it's fine by the way. in case you're thinking about how it must've been a hassle or some shit like that. i don't mind." wonbin adds, as if he was reading your mind, "if anything i'm glad you called me instead of some random person to pick you up"

"i'm so-"

"shh. no need for that" wonbin shushes you, picking up your spoon, scooping a spoonful of the food that he graciously made just for you before holding it in front of you, "say ah" he coos playfully

you scrunch your face, swatting his hand away before you pick up the spoon and fed yourself. no way in hell you were about to let him do this shit for you too

"eat up" wonbin says, watching you eat in front of him. you raise an eyebrow at him before munching away the food he made

"not bad" you murmured, savoring the taste. you're not too sure if you have the heart to tell him that the egg was a little too salty for your liking. "the kimchi fried rice is good" you complimented

"thank you" wonbin smiles, he leans on the table, resting his chin on the palm of his hand as he watches you intently

"eggs are salty as fuck though" you blurt out, glancing at him for his reaction

wonbin scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully

"it's the thought that counts anyway" he retorts

true, you thought to yourself. the effort he put into this– taking care of you just speaks louder than words and you know that damn well. there's a strange feel in the air right now and you're not sure if you like it

"you know, you were pretty funny last night" wonbin starts, chuckling at the memory

you groan, dropping your utensils on the table as you cover your face with your hands

"so i did do something stupid" you complained

"not necessarily. you just said some things.." wonbin trails off, teasing you, "something along the lines of how happy you are these days" he grins

you can feel your face heat up again. you mentally curse yourself for letting your guard down who even knows what you yapped about last night when you were under the influence. you could've said anything!

"i hope i didn't say anything weird.." you mumbled, hiding your face away from wonbin who bursts out laughing.

fuck, you definitely did say something weird for him to react like that

"you asked me to–"

"i don't want to hear it" you cut him off, placing your hands on your ears to prevent yourself from hearing about the shit you probably said last night

wonbin laughs again at your reaction. he figured that you won't be able to take it just yet since it was the morning after anyway. guess he'll just hold this against you another day

while wonbin was busy laughing, you were trying to rack every memory you can remember in your head for anything that led up to whatever situation you're in with wonbin. does karina and giselle know that wonbin brought you home? were they the ones who called him? why can't you remember anything?

"all i'm gonna say right now is that i feel the same way" wonbin breathes out, wiping a stray tear from his face after laughing his ass out

what the fuck did he mean by that

"anyway, you done with that? i'm gonna wash the dishes so you don't have to later" wonbin asks, getting up from the chair in front of you. you nod your head yes as you push your now empty plate onto the table.

your fingers accidentally brush against his sending sparks all over your body. even if it was just for a brief second, you couldn’t help but think about it over and over again

wonbin smiles, taking the said plate and walks towards your sink and starts washing the dishes for you

you sit in silence just watching his back. the way this feels all too domestic feels so weird but at the same time, it feels so right. like you two are supposed to be doing shit like this

no, what the fuck? why are you suddenly thinking of weird things? wonbin is just a friend. why are you thinking about him in such domestic way

friends don't do this

they don't.

do they?

you shake these intrusive thoughts away. this has got to be the worst hangover you ever had in your life. to the point it got you thinking of weird things all of a sudden. but no matter how hard you try to divert your attention elsewhere, it just goes back to him unconsciously

what the fuck is going on

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . intrusive thoughts

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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꩜ notes .ᐟ i kept procrastinating bc of someone's enlistment and i havent been the same since.. are we ready for alone together 2.0? p.s the last two texts are like prev texts. they didn’t happen “today”

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[sillyhahasilly]

more hcs

so the library scene where cal gets on the table and starts yelling at people like "are you dead yet" etc etc

i feel like he had a lot of pent up anger but mainly against andre. it seemed like andre was more of the one who was treated worse by people, but cal was treated worse by andre - reference to the grave scene with rachel where he is described as 'andre 2'. he was mad that he was described as such and that's why he was so angry during the scene, and because he wanted to seem worse as andre or just as bad to prove something. i hope that makes sense -

cal had so much pent up anger. he was more outwardly "normal" one. better at socializing and faking it.

andre was also angry, but people didn't like him already. he didn't spend most of his time faking it like cal did, not like he would of been good at it anyway w his temper.

I don't think either of them were treated well by peers, but I agree andre was DEFINITELY treated worse. rachel is stated by Ben coccio (the creator) to be a representation and glimpse into how public would perceive them before and after the shooting, so her convo w cal tells us that andre was perceived an angry and somewhat violent by others and as the worse one of the two. and andre's little commentary abt getting called names lmao.

caldre definitely doesn't have a healthy relationship, but I don't think andre was abusive to cal in any way that cal didn't reciprocate. I'm trying to say that they were just as bad to each other. the scene in the car after cal reads his poem rlly illustrates this for me. andre is pissed and yells and says some mean things to cal, but cal reacts w nonchalance. then they start joking around, and everything is fine.

I do agree that cal did not like being called andre #2. I also think the hc that cal screamed loud and taunted bc he didn't want to be seen as that makes perfect sense! I do think he was acting like that bc that's js truly how he was. on zero day he didn't need to pretend anymore. he could be as violent and as he has always wanted to be and let everything he repressed for so long out.

[edensgaia]

Kaboodle [talking about Zam]: "We're not similar because we both have bloodlust, we/re similar because we both get– we both get picked on by the strongest people on the server, and fuck I wasn't any better. I'm not any better. If I'm picking on Zam too man, it's the same shit Mane did to me. What's the point, right?"

Kaboodle: "I'm a lot more similar to Zam than I thought I was, but not, you know... not because of who he once was."

Kaboodle: "[Reading chat] 'It comes full circle' Yep, I guess so! I guess so. [Laughs at the messages in the game chat] But, listen, I need to re-evaluate my goals a bit cuz yeah, it's fun, it's fun blowing stuff up, I agree, it's fun putting people in bad situations where they have to make tough choices and I enjoy all of that, but... doing that to Zam... It's not– It's not the morality of the situation that I wanna, you know, reconsider, cuz there's definitely some people that fucking deserve it, and... maybe some people that don't that I would still do it to anyway because it's fun, but... Zam's a weird case, cuz... he's... he's like me. He's like me. I don't know he... he's being harassed for weaknesses by Mane and– and Wemmbu and Flame. Which is the same shit Mane did to me. I don't think I quite realized that until he said it yesterday about why he does this stuff and why he's like this.

"[...] Yeah, it's uh, it's a weird situation chat, cuz it's like, I really enjoy fucking with Zam, I really do, but– it's not right. And beyond being not right, that I'm not willing to do, because it's literally just the same shit that I've been fighting against, and now I'm just– it's just generational bullying, that's what it is, it's just– Mane bullied me, I'm taking it out on Zam, and... the cycle never's gonna end if I keep doing that. Out of everyone, Zam is the last person to deserve that at all, honestly. And I need to solve that, I need to stop it, because right now, he's– you could see his fucking tab list [talking about Zam's skin, wich has one eye that is patched and the other one visibly bloodied], he's having a bad time. I mean he– he's never gonna trust me ever again, but... I guess the best I can do is leave him alone and– get myself in check, because I have other people to deal with.

"I have other people to deal with, I have a ManePear still to deal with, and that should be my priority. I'm not gonna have fun killing Mane but... there isn't a point going after Zam, it's just... he's just like me, and there's no point pilling things on top of each other, I don't know. I still believe that he's got the fucking evil inside of him, I still believe that, and I want to exploit that from him, but... not now. Cuz I wanna do it in a way that's fun, that's enjoyable and... kicking him while he's down makes him more miserable, and it's– it's not fun for me at all, right, what's the point in tearing someone down if you– oh my goodness, wow [looking at the damage done at spawn] Hmm, I did not realize how severe this was, holy shit. Wow. Wow. He's gonna have a rough time with this uh... but that's– that's not my jurisdiction anymore. I– I don't– I don't wanna talk to Zam [laughs] Honestly in any of the lights, I don't wanna speak to Zam, because... I don't know– it's... it's weird– it's– it's a weird thing, because it's like, I don't– I don't... I don't wanna trust people again, uh, like I trusted y'know, the Mice, and Red, but... [laughs] fuck, I don't wanna be alone again. And yeah I have my team, but is my team really a fucking team, are they really a team, let's be so for real.

"[Looking sadly at Zam's destroyed house at spawn] Oh Zam. I don't know. I– I empathize with Zam, I care about Zam more than I probably should, in all honesty. [Looking at spawn] Fuck, this is rough though. But he doesn't want my help and... I gotta respect that. And I don't wanna talk to him either because... he is scary. [Laughs] In all honesty, hes scary, cuz he makes me let my guard down, and I don't like that, so..."

[sarcaasmic]

Ellie slept for only a fraction of the time that Trent had been unconscious. She'd gone in and out of consciousness simply due to being so worn out from the stress of everything in addition to her own injuries. She knew she'd be okay if she shut her eyes. Trent, on the other hand, had been way too close to death that she couldn't trust that he was only sleeping, hence her hand checking his pulse every time she woke up. Plus, she wanted to be at least somewhat awake in case anyone came in and tried something like those men had. Her knife is nestled in her shorts pocket again, ready.

Relief washes over her when she feels Trent stir; it's like she can finally breathe well again. It's a good feeling when she's able to look into those deep brown eyes. "Definitely," she agrees with a nod as she watches him stand. Nervous that at any moment he could stumble to the ground as he did before. Prior to getting up, she picks up the first aid kit, gathering up any supplies she'd thrown to the side when scrambling for what she'd needed. Afterwards, she grabs a couple plastic bags to throw things in. At Trent's words, she lets out a short laugh that breaks up her syllables: "'preciate it.".

Then begins her search for that pretzel she'd been craving. After that, she'd focus on the nutritional stuff—well, the most nutritional things you can get from the gas station anyway. They'd been through a lot in the last few hours; she'd practically earned the little treat. She's at the hot case, reaching for the soft pretzel with tongs as she pipes up. "Should probably be quick though, so you can lay in the backseat and get some more rest," she suggests. "How you're even walking and talking right now is beyond me," she adds. She keeps the paper-wrapped cinnamon sugar pretzel in hand and takes a bite every so often as she loads up her bag with various snacks and drinks. She's careful not to put too much weight on her bad arm.

He's only had a handful of near-death experiences in his life. Trent dream, in a language he can't understand, embodied in something inexplicable, in a body too weak to parse anything anyways. It could be God. It could be nothing at all. He doesn't want to get in the habit of cozying up to the feeling of being on the precipice of the other side, in case he start to fall in love with the feeling. He wouldn't come back from that. He'd tip right over.

Though when he does wake up, he almost does mistake himself into believing that he's somewhere else. Because everything's the same, or not everything, or maybe not anything except the thing that matters most -- Ellie's still here. There's a bullet in his back but he can feel it now, and it's almost cloying, the relief of the pain being sourced to a specific point in his body as opposed to his entire body feeling like one, gaping wound. He thinks it's a good use of his energy to smile at her, but it doesn't feel much like a choice. He looks at her, smiles. A chain reaction.

"We should go." He says. His voice is gravel, and the words slice up his throat. He winces a little. His eyes cling to the makeshift bandage on her arm, the skin squeezed tight. He's a bit wobbly getting up, and pain lights up his body like fourth of July fireworks, but he doesn't feel like he's going to pass out. At least, not for another ten minutes or so. The cashier's gone. He doesn't blame her. There's probably people waiting on her, worrying about her. Finally, the gas station's empty. The devastation of it seems to have deterred people. His back throbs. Still, he raises his arm to grab a few Slim Jims.

He wants to thank her, but he thinks if he looks at her any longer than he already has, he might to start to cry. "Grab anythin' you want. It's on me." He jokes, a childish grin rousing on his mouth, because of course he's not paying for any of this.

[i-really-like-phrogs]

When someone else’s art is so good you physically can’t look at it because of artistic jealousy

[icewindandboringhorror]

boy in silly sitting positions compilation

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[anchorandrope]

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[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Me, while manically cleaning my room at 3:27am: I should make several large, life-changing, irreversible decisions.

[effervescent-fool]

i think one of my biggest (and only) gripes with procreate is that they dont have like. a masterlist of features their app has to offer. a full thorough ui navigation. because ive been using procreate for a couple years now and im still discovering preexisting features because they just. dont mention it anywhere

[welcometogrouchland]

I support the "Batman was unfairly biased to Stephanie for XYZ reasons" crowd so strongly bc DC claims that Bruce is a master planner who is able to understand anyone's psychology but he didn't realize that literally every single one of Steph's problems as a teenager would've been solved by her joining a shitty punk band. If he couldn't figure that much out then he didn't understand her for a minute

[keeps-ache]

buttered noodles 💫💛🍜

[tenderjock]

i do think the most interesting interpretation of btvs lore is that non-vampire demons and mystical entities ALL have souls, unless they sold, destroyed or otherwise got rid of them (like the mayor)

[volfoss]

my #analysis or whatever but its really interesting with how much they cut out of the Jon at the banquet 1x01 scene compared to (at least the leaked version online) the original pilot and book. like not to be like yeah grrm put this much detail in there for a reason but a lot of the detail that they removed really hurts jon as a character and its so jarring to see how much they cut to take the chapter down to about 3 minutes of the episode.

[evilpenguinrika]

we went to high tea to the same place as last time and it was so good (also the waiter was cute but also he looked maybe like he was in his early 20s) and then we immediately went to a stationary store nearby and I finally got that plastic zipper pouch I wanted for my writer's traveller's journal (I have one for my personal monthly/dailies/journal traveller's journal) and these really cool and also beautifully worded stickers like "books are magic" and "we're all looking at the same stars"

and then we went to this cute indie bookstore that's celebrating it's 50th anniversary and honestly I was tempted to buy some of the books there esp the penguin classics ones but I was mostly on the lookout for Babel An Arcane History but they didn't have it but they did have Lev Grossman's new book and I might check that out later because now I'm contemplating if I should buy the physical copies of The Magicians Trilogy

Then we went to another cute stationary shop and saw all the cute stuff again before going to their soap display and huffing all of them

[silverselfshippingchaos]

r.une is so awesome! he's the kindest guy ever and I always drop by the thieves guild whenever I'm not doing anything just to hear his pretty voice