#jjae speaks

[prince-jjae]

the server is just us spamming our "hear me outs" and the best part is that we are all such intense, horrible FREAKS that none of them are too far for us. 😭😭😭

[jjaespam]

seeing as i have this account i should probably like.. yknow... use it.

[prince-jjae]

"yeah im an 05 liner!" thats a made up year. dont do this to me. not real. cant be.

[prince-jjae]

thank you so much for 100 followers!!! im planning on maybe doing a miniseries as a celebration for hitting 100. im currently violently ill so i might start on that once im feeling better, but omg. THANK YOU!!!

[prince-jjae]

being married is just discussing your tumblr crushes with one another and i think thats beautiful.

[prince-jjae]

ill see yall on christmas when i drop the fic and vanish again. sorry for being really quiet lately. well.. im actually not. im going through a lot of shit rn and i dont want to be around people, lest it rub off on them or i take it out on the people i care about.

[prince-jjae]

going to a club for the first time tonight... what should i wear?? ;^;

[prince-jjae]

ok maybe ill do another fic for a pseudo-kinktober event. im thinking threesome??? lmk who yall want bc i have too many ideas.

[prince-jjae]

out of all the fruits, i think watermelon is one of my favourites.

[prince-jjae]

Pancakes for Dinner, a snippet.

roommate/bestfriend!gyu × reader.

(fluff, basically. no warnings.)

trying to kick myself into gear so i can finish this story, and peer pressure works wonders. heres a small scene to give yall a hint of whats coming up!!

You always knew he was attentive, that he would make his future partner feel like the most cherished thing on the planet. But after about a year of him being attentive with you, you had a horrifying realisation. 

Your heart swooping in your chest when he brought you your favourite snacks randomly, surprising you with your favourite coffee before classes, when he would make you pancakes for dinner as a surprise– it was slowly making one thing terrifyingly clear in your head. You didn’t want his attention to be anywhere else. Those thoughts that you had before about him making a future partner happy no longer felt like a pleasant thought, but it had jealousy rolling white-hot in your stomach. You weren't ready for him to dote on someone else the way he doted on you. 

Still, you revelled in the feeling for now. Was it selfish to want to keep this, even if it was temporary? Perhaps, but you couldn’t bring yourself to deny him. Especially when he sat on your bedroom floor, back pressed to the side of your bed as you wrote your latest essay, strumming his guitar to fill the air. He was working on a new song, he had said. There were no lyrics quite yet, but the melody he was creating was so.. soothing. It made your head spin with warmth and comfort, but there was a yearning there that you couldn’t help but pick up on. You turned in your desk chair, facing him with your lips pulled into a curious pout.

“What’s it about?” you had asked him, voice gentle and soft as if you were afraid that speaking any louder would disturb the comfortable vibes that had settled over your room. He glanced up from his guitar, head tilted at you like a puppy. Your heart stuttered in your chest, making you glance away. You couldn't maintain eye contact when he looked at you like this, as if you hung the moon and stars for him.

“I’m… honestly not sure. But it seems like it wants to be a love song of some sort,” he replied, looking equally as perplexed. You sat up a bit straighter in your seat. 

“Wants to be? Does a song know what it wants to become?” You frowned, confused. Beomgyu was always hard to figure out, even moreso when he became so beautifully poetic like this out of seemingly nowhere. He nodded quickly, soft blond curls bouncing at the movement.

“Every piece of art knows what it wants to become. You just have to let it decide.” 

You sat there, stunned into silence. His words hit you in a way you never expected. You thought back to all of your unfinished stories, fictions you had written over the years that never saw the light of day. Only Beomgyu knew about a few of them, not all. After all, how could you tell him that a lot of the stories you wrote were about him? You realised he was right. Whenever you wrote, especially lately, your stories tended to go wherever they wanted. No matter how hard you tried writing various genres, various storylines, various characters.. It always came back to him. It was always him, in the end. You smiled at him, leaning back in your chair as you turned around to complete your essay.

“I think I get it.” 

But you didn’t get the chance to tell him. You weren’t brave enough by then.

[prince-jjae]

i just have so much love for you guys. it hurts my soul to see you guys hurting. know that im here for you and i love you.

[prince-jjae]

missed opportunity to say snizzleman but ok.

Snail names part one

Some are purely speculative

[izzyy-stuff]

every time I realize someone I've been looking up to but was too scared to approach is already following me and I just haven't noticed a flower dies

[aduh0308]

just wanted to remind you how loved you are. i hope your break has been treating you well. have you been doing anything fun for the holidays? decorating? thats my fav part.

i want to make sure that you know how much we all care for you here, and that if you ever feel like youre wanting to come back, we will always have a space for you. just for you.

much love,

jj.

i've been focusing a lot on finals, so not as much fun as id like 😔 got smaller tests tomorrow and tuesday so we're stressing a lil to get everything done!! but we've got a tree up and lights outside though!!

[prince-jjae]

help help help helphelp help help hELP HELPHELPEHLPEHLEP HELP HEL P

[prince-jjae]

hes so pretty im gonna gnaw on the walls. wtf.

hyunjin - skz talker ep.67