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m1dn1ght-lag00n ¡ 8 months ago
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INTRODUCING…
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Here’s this random ass girl CatNap yoinked up and said “My daughter now”
or y’all could blow up my inbox with questions about her
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larnax ¡ 2 years ago
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love puyo puyo tetris so far bc its basically just me forcing myself to play through the adventure mode which i still dont understand and am really bad at instead of just playing tetris but every time i match some lines good a little guy shows up onscreen and is like 'JUMP KICK' which is the only part of the game i like even though theres a button to do exactly that on the main screen
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hannie-dul-set ¡ 1 year ago
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HOME FOR THE BITCHLESS [6].
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SYNOPSIS. wherein your friend offers a room for you to crash in while your dorm is being renovated, but fails to mention that your new housemates don’t know how to talk to women (oh, and they also have an ongoing bet about you, too).
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PAIRINGS. choi soobin, choi beomgyu, lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, park sunghoon x female! reader. GENRE. housemates! au, rom-com, sitcom, reverse harem time baby. WARNINGS. almost drowning, a nauseating amount of stupidity, swearing, sex jokes, bribery, the boys are shirtless for most of the chapter. WORD COUNT. 5.2k.
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NOTE. this is my favorite chapter so far i think i peaked here. the ppt scene was inspired by anthpo, my professors' tendency to use the socratic method to instill trauma in their students, and hoshi from seventeen's tiger agenda. also, most of this was written before i found out odi has passed 😔 fly high little guy.
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CHAPTER 6 — the obligatory pool episode.
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THERE’S A HEATWAVE IN TOWN. When you wake up, it feels like you got transported into Satan’s rectum. It’s sweaty and disgusting under your covers, and kicking them off does nothing to appease the hellish humidity inside your room. But when you roll over to grab the remote for the air conditioning, blindly press on the button, nothing happens.
You try again.
It’s not working.
You jolt up from your bed, hair a mess, and armpits too sweaty for comfort. A power outage. Of course, there’d be no power on the hottest day of the year.
“Fucking shit, I’m so hot,” you announce as you make your arrival downstairs. It’s only Sunghoon and Jay in the living room. They turn away from their game of jenga upon your arrival.
“Yeah, you’re super hot,” says Jay. “I mean, damn global warming sure sucks, huh?”
The wooden tower collapses. You stifle out a grunt of agreement. “Apparently some feeders in the neighborhood broke down,” Sunghoon informs you. “They’re still fixing it. The generator also wasn’t working when Heeseung hyung went down the basement to turn it on. I think we need to get that fixed too.”
Well, shit. That’s not good news. You give Sunghoon a pat on the head for speaking thirty-six words to you today before walking over to the kitchen. Last time you checked, there was a stash of popsicles in there. You’re pretty sure they haven’t been completely water-fied by the blackout yet.
For some reason, upon nearing the kitchen island, the fridge door is hanging open. You understand why when you step on something— er, someone— on the way towards your frozen delight. “Ow!” Beomgyu hisses from the floor. There’s remnants of cold wind filtering out from the refrigerator. Beomgyu has claimed it as his territory, and he’s glaring up at you from his spot. “Watch where you’re going.”
“‘Scuse me.”
You walk over him, hiking one leg across his torso before infringing upon his fridge monopoly to grab a half-melted melon bar. This isn’t exactly how Beomgyu imagined how it’d be like to be in between your legs. “I’m not sure if you’re dense or if you just don’t give a fuck,” he says, propping himself up by the elbows as you dig through a plastic bag.
“I really just don’t don’t give a fuck.” You snap a bite out of the pale green popsicle. “Want one?”
“Give.”
“Go get one yourself.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m sure you’d love to.” You close the fridge door shut and make sure to kick his side with your foot when you cross over him again. He lets out a cry of pain. You turn back, satisfied with your cold exploits, but there is no wall separating the living room and the kitchen, so Sunghoon and Jay were witnesses to that entire conversation. “Do you also want a bite?” you ask. Their ears burn a couple degrees brighter before declining.
Was that an intentional insinuation? Yes. Do you enjoy destroying their composure on purpose? Also yes. It’s a new hobby you picked up since staying here, and it’s definitely one you’ll miss once your dorms get fixed and you’d have to move out. Jay and Jake are both particularly difficult to get through, but sometimes you can manage to fluster the former, just like now. Jake has been impossible so far. You’ll get him one day. He can’t be left unscathed.
This may seem terrible, and sometimes you do get a teensy bit conscientious when one of them starts crying or becomes temporarily incapacitated— until you remember they have this whole secret bet going on that definitely involves you, so you should be allowed to fuck around this much, right?
“Hey! Why don’t we have a pool party?”
The genius idea comes from Jake. You immediately run up back to your room upon hearing the suggestion to change into a bathing suit, pausing right before your door because you don’t want anyone waving the PD&J at your face for indecent attire again. So you throw on a beach kimono for the safety of your wallet. They emptied the jar out yesterday to buy some meat for a barbecue party that’s supposed to be scheduled this weekend, but looks like you’re gonna be having that sweet, sweet pork belly tonight right by the chlorine scent of the pool. 
You hurry downstairs, so fucking ready to be submerged in cool, refreshing water. But when you get to the courtyard— all the boys already loitering in and around the pool— you realize something. 
Something a little dangerous.
“You’re finally here!”
Oh no. They’re hot.
“We’re playing chicken fight, come jo—”
A rather scantily clad Sunghoon pushes an equally scantily clad Jake off Soobin’s unclothed shoulders and into the splash of the water. They are all bare-skinned, glistening wet, and although it’s not a bad sight to behold at all, it’s a discovery that you wish had remained undiscovered until you finally leave this damned house.
Listen. It’s not like you’ve never seen any of them shirtless or almost naked before. Jay was literally in his highlighter underwear when you first met him. But you were never put in a situation where you’re able to look at them closely because all those times have been meshed with something stupid.
It’s very easy to overlook their general attractiveness when they all act like third-graders, bitchless losers, scandalized Victorian men, or all of the above at the same time, in the same sequence. It’s really easy to forget that.
But Heeseung has his soaked tank top sticking to his skin and Beomgyu is pushing his wet hair back with a wide grin. Your housemates might actually be a tad bit more attractive than your prolonged, initial impression of them. This can cause a little internal trouble.
“Why aren’t you getting in the water?”
Soobin is the one that’s asking, having already left the water fight in the middle and is now looking up at you, chest deep near the pool’s edge. You look down. You’re not sure if he’s looking directly at you because you’re a little focused on his toned arms resting above the ledge, but if he is, then good on him for keeping up with his eye-contact practice hours.
“Hey,” you call out, crouching down and hugging your knees. “Do you work out?”
Silence. Pink scatters across Soobin’s cheeks. He coughs out an unintelligible response and disappears back under the water, quietly swimming away. Yes. This is how it should be.
Feeling a lot more at ease after confirming you still have the upper hand, you finally dip your legs into the pool and stretch out your back with a satisfied groan. Fuck, this is perfect. You’re honestly unsure how you’re supposed to transition back into life at the dorms when this house has a perfectly refreshing pool at your disposal. You don’t remember what life was like before this. You’d live here for the rest of your life if you could. But you have enough pride in your system to prevent you from extending your verbal contract with Jake. Two months. It’s a few days past the halfway point now. All you could do is enjoy this life of comfort as much as you can.
Until it gets ripped away from you in the form of Jake yanking your ankle and dragging you under the water with a horrifying splash. 
Before you know it, you’re gasping for air and grabbing the nearest thing your arms could reach out for so you don’t fucking drown— but when you finally manage to rise back to the surface, a loud inhale of air into your lungs, the person you managed to hold onto just happens to be Heeseung.
Heeseung, who’s looking down at you with wide, alarmed eyes while you’re wrapped around his waist. Heeseung, who shoves you back into the water out of panic and shock and whatever the fuck his problem is.
Jake rushes to pull you back up. Heeseung is dead to you.
“I’m sorry.”
He failed to kill you so he’s now down on his knees, timid palms on his lap, and head lowered in guilt.
“I am very sorry,” Heeseung repeats. “I am deeply reflecting on my actions.”
You’re sitting on the half log shaped chairs on the courtyard, still wet, arms and legs both crossed in petulance as Sunghoon quietly dries your hair with a towel from behind (no, you didn’t scare him into doing this). 
“Stand up.” He flinches at the tone of your voice. “Go get yourself dried up so we can finally start the barbecue.”
He’s awfully obedient. You watch as his slumped figure trudges back into the house. “Was that too much?” The back of your head hits Sunghoon’s bare stomach when you try to look at him. He’s holding your head in his hands with the damp towel in between.
“You’re always a little much,” he mumbles.
“Is that a bad or good thing?”
Sunghoon ponders for a moment, staring at your upside down face. “More is always better than less?”
You smile, snatching the towel from his hands and jumping off from your seat. “Good answer.” Two gentle pats of praise on his cheek set his skin on fire. Speaking of fire, you can already smell the scent of smoke and deliciously cooking meat wafting in the air, so you run over to Jay who’s on grilling duty, hoping to get an early bite.
“Can you pass me a plate?” he asks, flipping the cut up pieces of meat on the barbecue grill. “Thanks.”
“Gimme one.” You open your mouth, chasing after the slice of pork belly on his tongs until he brings it closer to your mouth for you to bite. “Holy shit,” you muffle out, hot air escaping from your lips.
“Good?” he asks.
“Very good.” You swallow the piece. “One more?”
He lets you snack on a bunch of well-done beef before they could reach the plate and at some point he mentions, as you’re tearing open a few packs of ramyeon to cook, that you look a lot like the curled up pieces of shrimp he’s currently grilling. You narrow your eyes at him, hand dangerously hovering above boiling water with a square of raw noodles. “Are you trying to say I look charred and have a terrible posture?”
“No.” Jay raises a piece of shrimp in the air, showing it off to you. “Doesn’t it look cute?”
Now that you’re looking at it a little closer, it does look kind of cute. Huh. “Would you eat me if I was a grilled shrimp?”
Jay thinks about it. He keeps thinking until you start smelling something burning. “I’d keep you safe in my pantry,” he finally answers. 
“So you’ll just let me spoil over and die?”
His expression drops. “Fuck.” The shrimp is unsalvageable. “I guess I’d have to eat you.”
The rest of dinner goes on as you expect. Jay and Beomgyu take turns over the grill until Jake thought he’d be naturally gifted over the fire and ended up making charcoal with the last pack of galbi (“It’s fine!” he said. “I’ll take care of it!”) and today’s heatwave suddenly becomes a whole lot hotter with the rising flame on the fucking grill right when Soobin brings out the marshmallows for dessert. It gets quickly defused by a fire-hydrant bearing Heeseung. Now your charcoal galbi has toxic frosting on them. This is the sign to move on to the next part of the program.
The set of log-themed chairs on the courtyard has a bonfire set-up at the center. Of course this unreasonably nice house has that. It’s already getting dark, ink seeping into the orange tintent sky. Jake decides to redeem himself after watching Heeseung fail to set up the chunks of wood for the nth time. “You don’t know how to start a fire? Dude, that’s so lame.” 
“You burnt all our remaining meat with those fire starting skills of yours,” Heeseung huffs, stepping aside for the self-proclaimed camping expert.
“You still ate them.” You’re pretty sure that isn’t healthy.
“Because you would’ve felt sad if I didn’t.”
“You’re both equally lame,” Beomgyu chides, plopping down beside you with a bag of chips that you unceremoniously dig your hand into. “You two haven’t even had your solo chapters yet.”
A flame erupts on the bonfire. Both of them turn to look at Beomgyu. “What?”
“What are we arguing about?” Jay joins in, looking a little too excited for the squabble.
“About the fact that I’m cooler than both Heeseung and Jake.”
Heeseung’s expression falls flat. “You dropped out to become a streamer.”
“Leave of absence! I took a leave of absence and I’m coming back next year!”
Sunghoon and Soobin are both just ignoring the mess, roasting their skewered marshmallows on the bonfire and you aspire to be that level of unbothered. “Let’s consult a professional’s opinion,” Jay suggests, and all their eyes immediately fall on you. “Who do you think is the coolest?” Apparently that professional is you.
“This is like asking which dwarf is the tallest midget,” you wrinkle your nose. “But alright. Why don’t we settle this like real men?”
“Arm wrestling?” Sunghoon jumps in.
“Cooking contest?” Heeseung pitches.
“Do you want us to beat the shit out of each other right now?” Jake’s eyes fly wide open, alarmed. “I don’t think that’s a healthy way of settling arguments.”
“The fuck? No,” you spit out. “Thirty minutes. Prepare a powerpoint presentation explaining why you’re the coolest loser. Convince me. Ten slides max. Good luck.”
Something about almost naked men scattered around your home premises, aggressively typing on their keyboards with so much concentration and determination is so funny. You’re enjoying the raw bag of marshmallows by yourself beside the fire, watching as Heeseung starts panicking when you yell out “Five minutes left!” and starts typing even more aggressively. It’s pretty entertaining. Why haven’t you done this before?
At some point Jake brings out a projector and a projector screen to the courtyard. Seems like the power is back on, and your classroom of death has been set in place.
“Okay. Who wants to go first?”
You’ve produced a clipboard while they were working very hard on the PPTs earlier, legs crossed, fire crackling in front of you, and you click the butt of your pen in intermittent seconds as you scroll your eyes from left to right across the six boys standing in front of you. Heeseung looks confident. Jay and Beomgyu, too. There’s sweat dripping down Sunghoon’s forehead and Jake is furiously flipping through his notepad like he’s cramming for a final exam. But the poor, unfortunate soul that just had to look away from your gaze is none other than—
“Choi Soobin.” He flinches, nearly letting go of the laptop he has clutched against his chest. “Give it a go. The rest of you sit down.”
He looks rattled. “I’m not— I’m not really good at presentations,” Soobin chokes out, and the rest disappear from his side.
You let your chin rest on your knuckles, leaning forward. “Are you forfeiting? Is this a forfeit I’m hearing?” He doesn’t respond. You sigh. “Choi Soobin, are you settling with a D? A tiny, miniscule, measly D?” Beomgyu lets out a snort. You shoot him a sharp stare. “The other Choi, please shut the fuck up unless you want me docking points from you. Choi number one, please start your presentation.
Beomgyu straightens in his seat and Soobin hesitantly clears his throat, turning towards the blank, white projector screen as he holds the clicker with a visibly shaky hand. “Good— good evening,” he starts. “My name is Choi Soobin, and today I was tasked to explain why I am the coolest housemate out of the six. The answer is I am not. I’m not very cool. But—”
When he clicks to the next slide, your clipboard clatters on the ground.
“But I do have a hedgehog, and that’s kinda cool?”
“Holy shit,” you exhale a breathy squeak, the picture of the rodent’s cute little snout occupying half of the large screen. Soobin cycles through a bunch of photos of his hedgehog and the various screams of delight you’re eliciting after each photo makes him smile a little bit more. “Look at that little guy! Oh my god. What’s his name? Where is he? Can I meet him? Please let me meet him, Soobin I am begging you, I will get on my knees for you.”
“His name is Odi and he’s currently living at my parents’ house,” he explains. “I’ll invite you sometime.”
“That’s cheating! This isn’t part of the guidelines!” Jake interrupts, pointing an accusatory finger at the photo of Soobin holding Odi in his hands. Your coos are unceasing.
Heeseung nods along. “Professor, I believe this is completely unrelated to our topic at hand.”
Soobin looks visibly offended. You straighten your expression and click your tongue. “Ahem,” you start. “As much as I believe that Odi is the darn cutest little shit to ever exist and I will die for him given the chance, Heeseung is right. Mr. Choi, I’m afraid I’d have to give you a C.”
He presses the clicker. The slide is back to the video of Odi running down a slide.
“Okay. B minus.”
Now it’s the one where he’s laying stomach-up on the floor.
“Fuck. God dammit. B plus and that’s it. Soobin, sit down. Heeseung, you’re up next.”
Soobin seems satisfied with the grade, dimples popping out with a smile as he takes Heeseung’s seat in the audience when the latter readies himself for his turn. He stifles out a cough-laugh, one corner of his mouth crookedly twitching upward, confidently sauntering up to the front with his iPad, and it’s mildly unsettling because he’s usually Nervous Boy #2. But it’s almost cheating how pretty his teeth are when he’s smiling. 
And apparently he’s aware of that fact. Because after projecting his title slide (LEE HEESEUNG 101: the anatomy of a Cool Guy™), the next thing that appears is actually a photo of his very charming smile, coupled with Chip Skylark’s “My Shiny Teeth and Me” as the background music for his scientifically-grounded explanation. The next slide is a zoom in of his eyes next to a photo of Bambi. He has a venn diagram. This is actually pretty compelling.
Heeseung is a good speaker. He’s really good. The rest of his presentation goes smoothly, finishing it up with a list of references in APA format. Jake and Jay give him a round of applause.  “If you have any questions, I’ll be more than happy to answer them,” he smiles.
“That was a fantastic presentation, Mr. Lee. I particularly liked the part when you demonstrated your ability to make very impressive, but also very alarming sounds with your fingers.” You flip through your very blank clipboard, nodding and throwing out hums at the times you deem appropriate. “I’d give you an A plus, but...I have one question for you.”
He nods. “Yes?”
“Heeseung, can you hug me?”
It evidently catches him off-guard, just as you predicted— persona of confidence crashing down like a waterfall as he stutters out, “Wh—what?”
You clear your throat. “Only cool people are able to hug me. I need to confirm that you’re cool.”
“I can hug you!” Jake declares right next to you.
You blindly reach out your arm to give him a head pat. “See. Jake says he can hug me so he must be pretty cool. Heeseung, you can do the same, can’t you?
There it is. He’s back to being nervous and you feel like your job here is done. “O–of course,” he stifles out, following it with a strained laugh of weak incredulity. “Why wouldn’t I be able to hug you?”
“Then prove it.” You stretch out your arms, ready to squeeze and be squeezed. “Give me a big ‘ol squeeze, pretty boy.”
You stay like that for ten seconds as Heeseung remains glued to his spot in front, eyes shaking and nipping at the dead skin on his lips. You let your arms fall back to your sides. “Okay. C minus. Next.” His expression quickly transforms into offense.
“I feel like this grading system is a scam.”
“No hug, no opinion. Sit your ass down,” you click your tongue, smacking him with the clipboard when he weakly trudges back and squeezes next to Beomgyu on the crowded seat to your left with the box of snacks occupying most of the fake log, even though there’s clearly enough space next to you because Jay already started walking to the front even without your instruction.
Jay does not give an introduction, only a rough clear of his throat and he opens his presentation with just a slide occupied with his face. Slide two is another picture of his face, only slightly zoomed out. The next one has the hashtag JWU. Then there’s a full body mirror selfie.
The rest of the presentation proceeds in the same manner— a wordless slideshow of what is possibly his Instagram feed and before you know it, it’s already over. “Okay,” you exhale, pressing your palms together in front of your lips. “I understand that you are indeed a very handsome individual, Mr. Park, but what does that have to do with the assigned topic?”
“The question is why I am the coolest one here,” he says. “I’m cool because I’m Jay Park.”
It falls quiet.
You finally break the silence.
“Shit, that’s a pretty compelling argument.”
“This is bullshit!” Sunghoon argues. “He didn’t even say anything! There was no discussion! He should be disqualified.”
Jay remains unfazed. He defends with irrefutable wisdom, “Sometimes pictures speak louder than words.”
“Damn.” You let your clipboard fall to your lap. “I’m giving you an A.”
“Fuck yeah.”
Your decision elicits outrage from some of your students. “How is he getting a higher grade than me?!” one of them raises.
“He’s getting a higher grade because he doesn’t think I have cooties, Heeseung.” 
Heeseung throws his arms in the air in defeated frustration as Jay takes his snug seat right next to you again, a victorious smile gracing his face. You run your eyes through your scratch paper once more, pen tapping at the edge of the board. “Beomgyu, do you want to go next?” you ask, which is a mistake on your part because he starts acting just as obnoxious as Heeseung, which— if anything— just triggers your desire to make him crumble to his knees.
He even pulls out a lecture stick, testing it out by snapping it at full length on his palm. Is the fucker trying to go after your role as professor? Where the fuck did his glasses suddenly come from?
“Alright,” Beomgyu begins, the first slide displaying the words Why Choi Beomgyu is the coolest Housemate. “First thing’s first, does anyone in the audience know what my name is?”
“Oh, me!” Jake raises his hand. “Choi Beomgyu!”
“Correct!” The next slide appears when he hits the screen with the stick, revealing his name in a large, bold font with large spaces in between each syllable. “Choi. Beom. Gyu. Choi Beomgyu. Now, I’d like to direct your attention to this specific syllable right here—” he draws a circle around ‘Beom,’ “—what does Beom mean?”
“Offense,” Sunghoon answers. Beomgyu’s face scrunches up.
“What? Fuck, no. Another meaning— oh! Yes, Soobin hyung?”
“Tiger?”
His eyes brighten. “Exactly!” 
The next slide is a photo of a tiger on a field of green grass, grooming its fur as Beomgyu passionately rattles on with fun facts about the animal. You have no idea where this is going. “Tigers are some of the most amazing creatures on the planet, they are the largest members of the cat family and are renowned for their power and strength. As the largest member of the cat family, Tigers are strong, powerful and one of nature's most feared predators—”
“Did you get that from a website?” Jay interrupts.
Beomgyu dismisses him. “Yes, I did, but that’s not the point. The point is—”
Next slide. A hit from his lecture stick. It’s more text. Beom = Tiger. Beom = Choi Beomgyu’s cute nickname. Tiger = Beomgyu. 
“We have discussed that tigers are the coolest animals in the world. My name has tiger in it. Therefore I am the coolest person here. End of presentation. Thank you.”
He drops the stick to the ground and is about to walk away with Jake’s applause, but your penetrating stare stops him right before he reaches the crackling bonfire. You scribble on the clipboard before letting it settle face-down on your lap. You look up at him. “Beomgyu, are you a furry?”
Beomgyu freezes. He lets your question settle in his system before voicing out a very loud, very crunchy, “What the fuck?”
“Is this your way of telling us that you’re a furry?” 
“No! What are you talking about?” he hisses. “I’m just saying that since tigers are cool, that means I’m also cool and—”
“So, you’re identifying with a tiger?” you cut him off.
He presses his lips together, cautious. “Yes…”
“Because you have the word tiger in your name?”
“Yes.”
“And because they’re cool?”
“Yes. We’ve established that alr—”
“Okay, so you’re a furry?”
“Ye— no!” he yells out. “I’m not a fucking furry!”
“Understood. You’re a furry in denial.” You write something down on the clipboard. Beomgyu’s shoulders slacken in defeat. “I’m giving you a B plus. Take a seat, Tigerboy.” Though he grumbles in distaste, he listens to you anyway, trudging deflatedly back to his seat next to the equally grumbly Heeseung.
There are two people left to be victimized. Jake looks excited, so you don’t want to indulge his positive emotions. “Sunghoon,” you call out with a pleasant smile. He squeezes his eyes shut and mutters something under his breath before forcing himself up the log without you having to tell him. “Good boy. Go set up your thing.”
Unlike the rest, Sunghoon doesn’t have a laptop or phone or flash drive with him when he awkwardly takes the presenter spot in front. He’s standing on the balls of his feet, arms tucked behind his back and lips tightly pressed together nervously. “Mr Park,” you pull down your clipboard. “You’re free to project your slides.”
“Well,” he coughs out. “The thing is.”
“Yes?”
He exhales loudly. “I don’t have any slides.” You raise a brow. “I don’t know how to use powerpoint.”
You look at him. “I see.”
“I don’t know how to use this projector, either.”
You pause.
“Okay. I understand.” He breathes out a sigh of relief. “Alright, next present—”
“Wait!” Sunghoon stops you. “I can still give my presentation, I don’t need any dumb slides! I’m just as cool, if not cooler than the rest of them, so you can’t just skip over me.”
“Mr. Park,” you start. “Unfortunately, one of the criteria for this presentation is the quality and organization of your slides. I do not see any slides being presented, Mr. Park. You may present next time once you’re fully prepared.”
“What about Jay?” he tries to reason. “He just showed you a preview of his camera roll!”
The man in question has his mouth hanging open, pausing in the middle of stuffing a nicely toasted marshmallow into his mouth. You let out a sigh. “He had philosophy, Mr. Park. Philosophy,” you explain. “Do you have philosophy? Are you confident that you can convince me with your words alone? Without the help of cute animals and pictures of your pretty face?”
At the mention of his face, his knitted brows of frustration quickly melt into faint pink hues dusting his cheeks. You sniffle a little, rubbing a finger under your nose as you flip through the next page of the clipboard that’s resting on your lap. “Meet me in my office after class,” you tell him. Sunghoon grunts and stomps back to his seat in defeat.
“This sucks balls.”
“You have quite a few options to pick and choose from here,” you hum. “Jake, you’re the last one up. Please tell me you have a presentation prepared.”
“I do, and it’s gonna blow your mind,” he grins.
“Looking forward to it.” You watch blankly as Jake runs up to the front to connect his laptop to the projector, an excited bounce in his every movement and you start wondering how you can shatter this one’s hopes and dreams.
He asks if he can start. You give him a nod. At the click of a button, something boomerangs into the blank screen with 2007 Windows graphics and animation. The atrocious mismatch of fonts say Jake Sim is the coolest one here and here’s why.
“Reason number one—” Jake starts his presentation, turning over to the next slide and your vision is attacked with more outdated graphics, more jarring transitions and animations. “—I’m super funny. Allow me to demonstrate.” He begins by clearing his throat. “What did the Italian chef get sent to jail for?”
“What?” you go along.
“Too much assault.”
An assault is also a very proper descriptor for his PPT aesthetic. An assault to your eyes. It’s like watching a car crash that you can’t look away from even if you try. Reason number two is that he has a great smile (he does). Reason number three is because he has a dog (he also does). Reason number four doesn’t exist because he miscounted and skipped over to Reason number five.
“And lastly, Reason number ten—”
He takes something out of his pockets. It’s a couple dozen bills being thrown into the air.
“I have a lot of money.”
The rest of the boys are quiet. Jake grows quiet too, chest rising and falling after that very enthusiastic presentation and his wide grin slowly melts into that muddled with nervousness and unease because you aren’t saying anything yet— just looking at him with stern eyes and a sharp gaze. “W-well?” he rasps. “How did I do…?”
“How much?” you ask. He cocks his head in confusion. “How much money do you have?”
“Oh.” Jake blinks, now understanding. “I don’t know but it’s a lot.”
Your eyes sparkle, posture straightening. “Will you give me some of that money?” The unease has left Jake and has now transferred to the other five boys around you. Oh boy. Oh no, their eyes all seem to be saying.
“Sure, why not.”
You clap your hands together. “Jake wins. Class dismissed. Good night.”
It doesn’t take long for chaos to break out.
Heeseung and Jay are demanding for a recount (there is nothing to count except the sweet, sweet cash you’ll be receiving) and Beomgyu accuses you of being a slave to capitalism (that should’ve been evident from how you tried to scam money out of them with nudity and a jar on your first week here). Soobin starts clearing up the projector set-up and Sunghoon is on his knees begging for another chance to do his presentation as you watch the digits on your phone screen bump up in real-time when Jake wires you a decent chunk from his bank account.
Another successful day at the residence. This heatwave is better than you thought.
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HOME FOR THE BITCHLESS. Š hannie-dul-set, 2023.
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offside-the-lines ¡ 3 months ago
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Pick your three favourite players. If you could be their stylist for a day, how would you dress them? ❤
Girl (first hi!!!!!!!👋) i refuse to make another ppt about this LOL but
Nico Hischier: Plum suit. Please. Im begging. I just wanna see something.
Matthew Tkachuk: Nice button down printed shirt, blue maybe with not a crazy pattern. Or maybe those crochet style polo tops. With um. The tight pants hes been wearing (but like idk maybe lets do a light grey. No reason. No reason at all. Um. Ahem.) He has been dressing better since my ppt so maybe he saw it and improved. I do want to get him birkenstocks coz he’s gonna have his dogs out anyway it might as well be in something nicer than shower slides or flip flops.
Anthony Beauvillier: (respectfully) nothing.
Leon Draisaitl: Color? The boy is always wearing something bland. Let’s see a salmon pink babe why not. Like linen button down in a shade of pink that works for him and some light beige chino shorts.
I love doing this. ✨graphic design is my passion✨ or whatever. Lol. Thanks for sending this in babe!!! 💖💖💖
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queenmouseyy ¡ 4 months ago
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HIII been such a long time lolol some news! i changed my toy sona to a huggie <3 im not sure if ill ever post her ref but here a drawinf with her <333
my story of ppt is quite diff from official one,,, maybe ill post abt it sometime soon!! :00 But here a small explanation of Lily toy form if ur curious!
Lily toy form is kinda like the red panda from the movie Red!! She only turns into it whenever she feels high emotions OR when she feels vv comfy (normally she only feels such way with the toys and Boron!!) She can control it whenever she feels neutral, but when is the other options she has no control!
Lily also sometimes can have small parts of her slowly turn into toy whenever she is starting to get stressed (so her hair start turning pink, her eyes seem to turn into buttons, she gets more hairy)
Lily used to not mind her toy form when she is around the toys, but anyone else she feels very scared of them finding out ^_^; (it took a long time for her to let Boron know...)
Oh! And her toy form is called Cuddly Cuddles :3 Most of the toys call her Cuddly!
OhOh! And a funfact! Lily is often matched with Bobby BearHug! :D Bobby is kinda of Lily pet!
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wakebymoonsleepbysun ¡ 10 months ago
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Possible Ch 4 Toys?
Void
This is the one I think is most likely.
There's a VHS called Report: Void, which details a doctor (Dr. White, I think, he seems to be the nicer of the two doctors we're aware of based on his line delivery. The name was mentioned in Samuel's last day so I'm just going to use it here for ease.) is reporting on subject 1322, aka Kevin. Based on the number he's one of the more advanced experiments, and I assume Void is the name of what he eventually became. In this tape he's still human, but for his monster/toy form, we can look to another of the VHS tapes.
In the Claire Harper Debrief vid, she mentions Marie waking from a Red Smoke-induced nightmare and saying she sees something "colorless". Claire herself cannot see it. Now, this could be the nightmare/skeletal CatNap, though I think Claire would have noted Marie looking at CatNap frightfully as she spoke if that were the case. I've heard some people guess it was the Prototype, as "colorless" might fit him, but I also think this is a stretch. BUT! Colorless would fit something called "Void", no?
I think Void is something that can only be seen when under the influence of the Red Smoke. (Given that his higher experiment number, he may have abilities that feel even more supernatural than the monsters we've already encountered.) This could be a way to add some depth to the gas mask mechanic, as in Ch 3 you really don't have much incentive to take it off other than it blocking your vision slightly. It's more like you see gas, put it on, go through gas, then take it off. Maybe in Chapter 4 we'll have to balance how much Red Smoke we inhale at any given time and make decisions on when it's "worth it" to put the mask on or take it off.
Baby Longlegs
The evidence for this is flimsy. There's some kind of child-like giggle during a certain point in the Home Sweet Home section, that as far as I know is never explained and doesn't really match any characters we already know.
So what else is in the Home Sweet Home? Cardboard cutouts of Mommy, Daddy, and Baby Longlegs. They seem kinda out of place, because as far as I'm aware they were part of the Game Station, not Home Sweet Home or Playcare. Mommy and Daddy play only static when their buttons are pushed, which I take to be the devs confirming they are both dead. Baby has no button, meaning their status is unknown.
Secret Smiling Critter
This could also be the one responsible for the giggle in Home Sweet Home. The existence of this toy may be a bit of a stretch, but Ollie has a line where he says there are "eight...I think?" Smiling Critters. It's possible this is just in reference to CatNap being removed from the lineup, or the fact that all the Critters but DogDay and CatNap are deceased. (Maybe Ollie doesn't realize that for whatever reason?) But I think it could also hint that there were originally even more planned and Ollie's unaware of who made the cut.
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Now...do I think any of these will be the MAIN villain? No, not really. I feel like for meta reasons they won't hint much at the main villain until we get the Ch 3.5 round of ARGs and teasers. But they could be a side villain, on the level of Miss Delight, or a minion like Bunzo and PJ, or possibly a potential semi-ally, like Kissy or DogDay. But! I could be wrong about that too. I do think part of why Chapter 3 took so long is them wanting to get things really set up and planned out (both from a story-telling and game-design/programming perspective) for Ch 4 and 5 (because I do think there will be only 5 chapters ultimately. I feel like after that we'll get PPT 2 or some other arc). So it's possible they feel more comfortable hinting at the main villain of the next chapter this time around.
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toboldlywrite ¡ 4 months ago
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vermillioncrown ¡ 2 years ago
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procrastinating so bad rn, i Do Not want to read this paper nor do this damn ppt that i'm doubling down on the self-induced brain rot
exorcising the compulsions so i can be in Business Mode™
left, soft hours w bae
right, little round boi goaded into a debate
(like, he didn't exactly lie about hating arguments in ch 3...it's just that he manages to be around people that 1) know how to push his buttons 2) love doing that 3) broach topics korvin has personal stakes in, regardless of how sensible those stakes may be)
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m1dn1ght-lag00n ¡ 8 months ago
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magnetictapedatastorage ¡ 1 year ago
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randomly came across a slideshow about bird digestion, pretty interesting stuff! instead of letting it autoplay, use the >> button so you have enough time to read.
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weather-phenomenon ¡ 1 year ago
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ok we cld hv literally finished the bodice tonight bc we did one sleeve so it's just to do the other n finish both seams but nah bedtime we'll do tht tomorrow n the bodice will be done™. we'll also start hand hemming the skirt tomorrow n myb finish it which will leave just button n button hole. n hopefully we'll cut out the dress pieces myb start the sewing but if not tht gives us fri - sun to just work on the dress then mon - wed to put everything together in the ppt n c'est fini oof
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thatpurpleraccoon ¡ 1 year ago
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i forgot my computer at home and had to finish a ppt in break before a lesson started and a classmate gave me her macbook and i was so confused on how to use it bc: -no right click??? what am i supposed to do bro, wheres the menu friend?? how do i correct my spelling? -to copy and paste it isnt ctrl+c its command+c like why do you need a whole new button -the mouse is so so slow like uuughhh (sensitivity wise) -also she leaves every window in a smaller window where you can see the desktop etc,, this is a case w every macbook i see idk why (does it ruin smthn?) -you cant plug a mouse or usb into it w/o a convertor
the only okay thing abt it was how nice it was to type on it (but my computer is still nice to type on) and how light it was (which was kinda disorienting like wheres the body of this computer? my impulsive thoughts wanted me to throw it bc it was so light lol) like my computer which is cracked as hell, freezes for no reason, has been w me for 5-6 years is so much better than any new macbook, and i wouldnt have it any other way
also!! ipads! theyre much better, theyre good bc you can sync it to ur macbook/iphone. But if you dont primarily use apple, use any new samsung tablet which has basically everything (pen/good for school/versatile) but more durable 
just remember to do your research and see what you like, but my opinion is still set that apple is a scam and everything they make is based on status and having the same circle which rubs me off in the wrong way. They literally alienate you from others: no proper plug for usb printer etc / the blue and green bubbles debate which also rubs me off the wrong way / “better cameras” / having a clean workspace aka minimalist style (which kills me inside) / add more if you have more
we need to be teaching kids that macbooks are shit and dont do anything or else tiktok freelancers will make them think macbooks are good
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triteens ¡ 7 days ago
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View the original article here to learn more about this tool
How to Make an AI Study Guide NotebookLM
This is the thing you're probably here for, so I'm gonna break this down into small steps so you understand exactly how to prepare your resources for the AI and how to use it to accomplish this task. I'm gonna be pretending to research dogs and their domestication as an example
Step 1: Prepare source data
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We first have to prepare the source data for the AI to use. I recommend making a folder like the one shown above with all the documents you wish to use. If you have Microsoft Office files such as .ppt or .docx files, then you need to either download them as a PDF or upload them to a Google service such as Google Slides or Google Docs. Supported source types are as below:
Google Docs
Google Slides
PDF, Text, and Markdown files
Web URLs
Copy-pasted text
YouTube URLs of public videos
Audio files
Source: Google Support
Step 2: Create a new Notebook in NotebookLM
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Head over to notebooklm.google.com and click the create button you see above. You will then be prompted to upload your sources. You can now proceed to the next step
Step 3: Inputting Sources
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Go ahead and click "Upload sources". After that, navigate to the folder containing the notes and study materials you organized from step one. Drag and drop them into the upload sources folder and they should now appear in the left panel. It might take some time for the AI to analyze the sources.
Step 4: Open the Notebook Guide and Click "Study Guide"
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Go ahead and open the notebook guide and click the "Study Guide" option. Congratulations a new note card will appear with the study guide in it!
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yuanelectronics ¡ 21 days ago
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Membrane Switch
A membrane switch is a temporary electrical device that turns a circuit on and off by press the buttons. Membrane switches, or keypads, are constructed of flexible layers, called membranes, over a printed circuit.  Read the complete PPT: Membrane Switch
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