#jelly lee

[jellynardo]

Genuinely don't know where these dates came from ???

[sugarhighyaya]

[jellynardo]

YES

WAIT

MORIAH ELIZABETH MENTION.

STOP YOU WATCH HER TOO⁉️⁉️ /POS

[hooned]

enhypen's dancers congratulating them after their 3-day concert 🎉🍾

[haechoxo]

[6:42 pm]

"who was that guy you were with earlier?"

"can i have a minute to breathe before you start interrogating me? i'm still naked," you sighed, feeling slightly frustrated.

haechan just shrugged, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "just wondering."

"you mean you're just jealous," you playfully teased, a slight smile forming on your lips. although you and haechan were only friends, there was an unspoken connection between you two. one text, and he would show up at your place in no time, but lately, those encounters had become less frequent.

"mark is a friend from college, remember? lee minhyung? you guys were practically roommates for a semester... he recently moved back home and wanted to catch up, that's all," you reassured him, hoping to ease any concerns. he responded with a muttered "okay" before grabbing his clothes. it had become somewhat of a routine, his presence in your home dwindling. he stayed for shorter periods, making you feel somewhat unsettled.

"the guys are planning to have breakfast together this friday. you’ll be there, right?" you asked, trying to break the awkward silence that seemed to taint your recent one-on-one encounters.

"yeah, i think so. renjun will give me an earful if i don't show up for another group outing," haechan replied, chuckling lightly. maybe things weren't changing after all. satisfied with his response, you murmured a quick "good" and left it at that.

"alright, i’ll be heading out now, got shit to do," he added without any endearing nicknames—no "babe," "angel," "baby," or "honey." nothing.

"oh, okay. see you friday then," you said, offering a half-hearted smile, hesitant to lean in for a hug, let alone a kiss. but he didn't seem to share your hesitation. he simply left, hands in his pockets, giving you a solitary nod.

as you fell back onto the bed that suddenly felt much larger than it did just ten minutes ago, letting out a shaky exhale, realizing you had been holding your breath.

what is happening?

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a/n ; first post… 😟 beginning part of an extremely old wip i wrote instead of paying attention to my lecture during my first semester of college i think,, like late 2022😹 its kind of corny and im annoyed at how short it is,, theres more but i doubt it’ll be finished let alone posted because most of my wips are usually silly little dreams based on songs and i struggle with adding substance to make my work longer blah blah blaaahh theres also lots of changes to be made because this was originally a jeonghan piece!! crazy,, anyways lmk what u think, advice is appreciated! xoxo jelly

[figscigfigs]

yall this just occurred to me (please forgive me if everyone else already figured this out and i’m just behind the curve) but in the fhjy pre-season bts murph says:

when this came out i assumed it was about something ally did because the other bts mentioned big choices ally makes. but this is definitely about so tactical, so late. there’s literally no way it about anything else.

[jellynardo]

Literally though ���

Mikey: Isn't it weird that people kill mosquitoes just because they're annoying? Casey: If we did that to each other, our entire friend group would've gotten together and killed me years ago.

[linoyes]

[kijeu]

i got no jam? you got no jam? we got no jam?

[jellywebsite]

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⠀六翼天使⠀,⠀

⠀𝐼⠀ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒⠀𝒔͟𝒊͟𝒏͟𝒏͟𝒆͟𝒅⠀,⠀𝑏𝑢𝑡⠀𝐼'𝑚⠀𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙⠀𝑎𝑛⠀𝒂͟𝒏͟𝒈͟𝒆͟𝒍͟.⠀𒂭

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[jellynardo]

HELP WHAT

are you a queer .

~ jelly lee

NEVER

DISGUSTING EW

they’re going to hell

[jellynardo]

me w .whe n

[sugarhighyaya]

[hooned]

rock’ EN roll teaser [ IMAGINE ]

[jellynardo]

That is. so silly

Okayy so I need to ramble about this au or I may just combust. This used to be a project between me and my friend but he kinda stopped contributing so it's mostly just mine now, so the story behind it is theres 2 friends, one(M) wrote an extremely angsty fanfic about the aftermath of the move but it was like 26 chapters, but the other(A) was like "I'm not reading all of that can you just sum it down??" So M sums it down but leaves out basically everything except for the silly goofy chapters(Besides a few) so A was like "omg thats so cute can I draw that" M said yes and A started posting fanart on tumblr, eventually people started sending them asks being like "Hey when are you gonna draw [very angsty scene]" obviously A was very confused about this cause they were never told about that scene, so A goes to M and M's like "Oh shit mb bro kinda left out everything" so the two make this plan to make a second au, it's called TLDR because the whole plot is that A thought the fanfic was too long and didn't read it, obviously when I post and talk about this au it'll be from the point of the turtles and not A or M, this whole ramble, believe it or not, is just a huge explanation to why we named it TLDR, all the turtles go by different 'names' (they js go by nicknames)

Donnie: Don Raph: Raphie Leo: Leon Mikey: Angelo I haven't found anything for April yet so if anyone has any ideas, i beg of you to tell me 🙏Anyways though, warning for this fanfic there will be the T and F slur(I can reclaim both and so can the characters I'm writing /srs) There will be random bursts of angst but it will mostly be a silly goofy au, this au is 100% in development still since I have to redraw everyone i genuinely cant wait to talk about this au more and i might make a 2nd blog just for it (+maybe a rp blog where you can ask the characters questions)

[haechoxo]

[9:58 pm]

haechan was a mess, the last encounter with you haunting his mind. no one had seen him in weeks, his self isolation driven by the humiliation and regret.

how’d he let it get this bad?

he’d ruined the one good thing he had going for him, the one thing that could've ever gone right in his life, gone.

he caused you so much pain, so much anguish, you were sick of him, quite literally. all for what? because he couldn’t admit he wanted to be yours?

it was his turn to make himself sick. walking down to the 7-Eleven for the fourth time this week to stock up on booze, he glanced out the storefront window as he waited for his transaction to complete, and spotted you, hand in hand with choi yeonjun, as you exited the bistro across the street.

it felt like a punch to the gut, a harsh reminder of what he lost. you deserved happiness, he knew that. but the thought of you finding it with someone else, while he suffered in his own misery, was almost too much to bear, he deserved this.

all haechan could do was sigh, grabbing his items and heading back to his apartment, a sort of walk of shame, as he dialed up minjeong.

“...hello? haechan? it’s almost 10 pm.” her deadpanned tone rang through the receiver.

“y-yeah… sorry,” he croaked. she was the first person to hear from him in a while, not that she of all people was worried. “just wondering if you were maybe free tomorrow, just to hang out… i guess.”

minjeong only sighed. “listen, haechan, i don’t think we should see each other anymore.”

“o-oh, yeah, i guess… i guess you're right.”

“it’s not you! well– no, yeah, it is you,” ouch, “but we both know it just wouldn’t have worked out, right? you’re too focused on y/n, and we were both clearly just using each other as a distraction.” he could only listen as she went on, too afraid to say anything, to face the truth.

“the same reason you and i would never work out is the same reason mark and y/n won’t work out. we don’t have feelings for each other, haechan. it was never there.” he sucked in a breath.

“you gotta figure yourself out. we both know you can do better.” the line went dead.

haechan slumped against his front door, the weight of minjeong's words crashing down on him. the silence of his empty apartment echoed his loneliness, the low light from the streetlamp outside mocking him as he sat there. every sip of alcohol burned down his throat, but it didn’t numb the ache in his chest. the empty bottles around him were a testament to his attempts to drown out the guilt, but no amount could wash away the regret. he needed to change, to make things right, but where could he even start? he replayed your last conversation in his mind, your tear-streaked face, the hurt in your eyes. how had he been so blind?

unlocking his phone to scroll through his unopened messages, stumbling on his chats, or lack thereof, with you. they’d been dry, barren of any feelings for weeks. and it was his doing.

the unopened voicemails, mostly from jaemin about missing cafe dates and more of johnny’s parties, but there was a new one he hadn’t noticed before.

from mark.

hesitantly he pressed play, mentally bracing for the new lecture he was about to endure.

”hey man, uh— i’m not calling to apologize or anything, just so you know, i don’t feel bad for the things i said, neither does jun. i’m still really mad at you, we both are, but you're still our friend just as much as y/n is, even she’s a little worried, renjun told her not to be and i probably shouldn't have told you but whatever. the guys have been asking about you and no one really has an answer. uhm,” mark clears his throat, “jeno said he saw you outside 7-Eleven a couple nights this week already, smoking a new pack of cigarettes each time…” he sighs, pausing for a moment. haechan can feel the lump forming in his throat from the embarrassment.

“dude just because we ‘sided’ with y/n, doesn’t mean we don’t care about you and your well being anymore. obviously you feel stupid finally, and you clearly know you were wrong, but you’re going about things the wrong way, again. you can’t keep living like this, hurting the people you care about, hurting yourself, in the process.” he pauses for a bit, and haechan thinks maybe the message had ended like that, “whatever, uh, i don’t know what else i’m supposed to say bro, just let us know you’re okay, i guess, bye.” the beep signaling the end of the voicemail rings loudly against his ear, sighing shakily as he shut his phone off.

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a/n ; this one took waaaay longer than anticipated,, i just wasnt sure how well id be able to convey his feelings as well as mark’s lovely words since I HATE HIS STUPID ASS RN 💔