#knife x bomb x pickle

[lucidd-the-weirdo]

Sorry for my weird rarepairs they just make me feel fuzzy-

[ikilledtvguy]

assorted doodles of assorted objects !!!!!what !!!!!

also dude silver x nickel [ haven’t thought of a ship name yet :(( ] IT WOULD B SO FUNNY TRUST

[little-green-forest]

CW: Alcohol Use/Drunkenness

Objectober day 3: cider (List by doodlebeeberry)

Without lights + background:

[kaimenrr]

SOME MORE BECAUSE I LOVE WHITEBOARD

[asbestos-boy-68]

does anyone else ship bomb x pickle or is that just me

[hfjonewiki]

a non-comprehensive list of my favorite brian koch cheese credit card answers

pickle wishes he never met taco

nickel needs balloon way more than he realizes

salt needs pepper way more than she realizes

if taco had the chance to do it all again differently, she would

fan's favorite game would be lego star wars

apple still has her pony from santa, which she named "dino brawler". this is presumably the toy she was holding in episode 16

knife tried harder to be good at video games than he lets on

suitcase is still a little annoyed with oj for eliminating her for no reason in episode 7

oj and bomb are on better terms now, but will never be best friends again

he sees soap and microphone having a more sibling-like relationship, since their voice actresses are sisters (judging by the 20+ private replies, someone had some opinions on this one)

mephone 3gs didn't know his crew very well. when he watched them die, he was surprised by how much he felt

pickle genuinely made taco laugh a few times during season one

evil paper liked playing checkers (this implies that this is a trait exclusive to him that paper himself does not share)

mephone x would probably use he/him pronouns, but cobs doesn't put that much thought or humanity into the mephones anymore

mephone4 wanted to impress cobs for a long time, but meeting 3gs recontextualized a lot of his negative feelings

if mephone4 wasn't hosting inanimate insanity, he would probably be a lost media archivist

taco doesn't have nearly enough hobbies. brian thinks that's part of the problem

nickel sees himself as more worthless than most would assume

mephone4 and oj's relationship is "honestly not great"

under the guise of "scheming", taco and mic would sometimes just hang out together when there wasn't anything game-related to do

trophy struggles to do push-ups

despite being an outdated medium, cobs still sends out discs with nothing but propaganda material on them

despite not sharing much screentime together, brian thinks knife and pickle are the best ii yaoi

yin-yang likes being in cars. yin will drive, and yang will pick the music

soap would play splatoon, since all of the messes are just virtual

mephone4 is iffy on physical contact due to his past experiences with cobs

salt genuinely thought her and oj were in a relationship

just like mephone4, mephone4s' favorite food is cookies

cobs doesn't see himself as evil, he's just giving the people what they want. "not what they think they want. what they ACTUALLY want."

if silver spoon and candle are occupying the same space, people will leave because they can't take seeing how silver acts when he's around her

for a long time, baseball was the only person nickel respected

if mephone5 could live an everyday life, he would be a public menace. (destroying property, going up the down escalator)

taco actually enjoys the taste of lemon

while characters like fan weren't originally written with the intent of being on the autism spectrum, he lines right up with it

on a scale of 1-10, the amount that mepad misses toilet is "off the charts"

toilet wanted to impress mephone4 like a son would want to impress a father. "the cycle repeats a bit."

lightbulb and paintbrush take turns feeding baxter, but paintbrush usually ends up doing it because lightbulb isn't particular enough about what she considers "food"

mepad's favorite colors are black and white. "very mesmerizing."

walkie talkie (and presumably other invitational characters) didn't attend the hotel oj party

knife doesn't need to work out. he's just naturally like that

when someone asked if fantube was canon, brian answered "what more do they have to do?!"

springy hasn't had their own cereal in a long time

microphone and taco have both never been closer to someone else than they were with each other

silver and candle are a bit more distant now, but they both agree it's for the best

when the eliminated contestants were still being kept in the hotel oj closet, mepad would "unfeelingly" deliver and check in on them at mephone's request

[ask-campkids-ii]

Welcome To The Meeple Insanity Camp!

Welp… the kids have been begging me to make an account for like 3 hours now so might as well ig :/ -Mephone4

The Meeple Insanity Camp —or MIcamp for short (it’s pronounced like me-camp)— is an overnight camp for kids grades 3-8 to learn different skills to help them in the wilderness, learn about tech, and socialize and have fun with their peers. Not everyone came though :( -Mepad

Eh, it doesn’t matter! We’re gonna have plenty of fun without them! >:D -Mephone4s

~~~~~

Heya guys! I’m the creator of this au @answithvanzz! Here with more stuff about the blog and au

TW for:

swearing, character death (totally not spoilers), bug imagery, hallucinations (warnings will be added to every post that needs ‘em, these are not all of the warnings)

SUUUUPER short explanation:

My Campkids revolves around the s1-2 contestants as children in the summer between grades 3-8 to grades 4-9 going to summer camp, keep in mind that some of the kids will be ooc, I’m not the best at writing characters (plus they will be different in the au and are based around my hcs)

Where’s the s3 cast?

they do exist in the au, but none of the iii joiners attend MIcamp, and the ones that play a bigger role in the au are just staff

Ships?

prolly not with the kids, even if there were ships between the kids, it would only be between the middle schoolers (like maybe payjay, since they’re both 8th graders in the au)

however Lifering x Tk is canon in the au

Rules for asks:

Nothin’ much, just don’t be weird please ^^

also please don’t expect your questions to be answered immediately, I can only answer when I’m online, and can only make the little arts when I have my ipad

Up for asks: (it’s a long list)

Staff:

Mephone4

Mephone4s

Mepad

Tea Kettle

Lifering

Floory

Campers:

Apple

Balloon

Baseball

Knife

Lightbulb

Marshmallow

Nickel

Paintbrush

Cheesy

Cherries

Fan

Microphone

Soap

Suitcase

Test Tube

Tissues

Trophy

Yin-Yang

Bomb

OJ

Paper

Pepper

Pickle

Salt

Taco

[burgycreeper405-blog]

What’s your favorite ship/s?

my favorite ships?

wouldnt you like to know

it’s mostly ii ships that i like lol

well, i love knicropick (knife x mic x pickle), metallic salad (it’s knicropick + mephone lol), limegold jokes (trophy x tissues x cheesy), lucky basecase (clover x baseball x suitcase)

uhhhhhh i think that’s all,, i also like oj x soap, maybe even + paper and bomb, but yeah

there’s allot but that’s the ships thats running around my house

[fictionkinfessions]

Shoko (#anacampserote),

Hah! You say that as if you don't have enough to tease me about! Well... I guess you've earned this opportunity, too.

Something you've said has me thinking... part of what bothers me about people 'forgetting' you is that we both understood the gravity of being friends with Satoru. You were the one other person who bore the impossible responsibility of being the moral compass for the literal egotistical atom bomb that was Satoru Gojo. As much as I loved him, our best friend was... a disaster. Insufferable, most times- I say this with exasperation, mostly. I'm not about to blame him for the gifts he was born into. But I am... understanding that my bond with you, Shoko, was something irreplaceable. And something that's overlooked overall.

My memories are foggy, but knowing myself, I thought that pressure and responsibility was a silent understanding between us. It was stupid of me not to talk about it with you during our moments alone.

Hm. I don't remember which park we went to and I can't recall the sakuramochi. But I do remember the taste of the sakura leaves, sticky fingers, and your exasperation when Satoru and I blew off your criticism. They were yummy! But I got you to try a sakura leaf, didn't I~? Hah, I'm sure you'll love to know that I still eat pickled plums as if they were candy.

The moon is too bright, and the clouds are too thick where I am, but I still spent some time watching the sky. It made me wish that I could at least feel you by my side. Good night, Shoko.

- Suguru 🎐

P.s. Thank you~ and hmmm... you said you wished we were closer? I hope you can picture the face I'm making... just slightly knife-cat-esque, as some headmates describe it.

x

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Despair's Insanity - II x DR

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3YrupxM

by Trilixity

Everything in Hotel OJ was just fine... well, as fine as it could be with no more parties, and insufferable cliques. However, Fan must've gotten bored, because he decided to kidnap 16 lucky people and recreate one of his favorite game concepts in real life- Danganronpa!

With no MePhone4 around to save or recover the kidnapped patrons, and no way to get out without Fan's kind "sponsor" killing them, will anyone choose to give in and actually kill someone for Fan's twisted amusement and blog, or will they give in to the cliché lesson that friendship can conquer all?

Words: 23942, Chapters: 14/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Inanimate Insanity (Web Series), Dangan Ronpa Series

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Fan (Inanimate Insanity), Blueberry (Inanimate Insanity), Lifering (Inanimate Insanity), Bomb (Inanimate Insanity), Pickle (Inanimate Insanity), Knife (Inanimate Insanity), Soap (Inanimate Insanity), Pepper (Inanimate Insanity), Paper (Inanimate Insanity), Candle (Inanimate Insanity), Baseball (Inanimate Insanity), Balloon (Inanimate Insanity), Microphone (Inanimate Insanity), Tissues (Inanimate Insanity), Trophy (Inanimate Insanity), Apple (Inanimate Insanity), OJ (Inanimate Insanity)

Relationships: Bomb & Pickle (Inanimate Insanity), Knife & Pickle (Inanimate Insanity), Bomb/OJ (Inanimate Insanity)

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Background Relationships, Major Character Injury, Minor Injuries, Major Illness, Minor Character Death, Survivor Guilt, nsfw humor, Swearing, Objects Are Humanized (Object Shows), Rare Pairings, Fat Shaming, Steve Cobs is mentioned but does not appear, Body Dysphoria

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3YrupxM

[maxphilippa]

This is for de ship bingo if you're still doing it!!! *Ahem* Knife x Pickle x Bomb I rarely see this ship, so I want to know ur opinions on it! :3c

Due to bad experiences with the osc I don't exactly like it, but I don't mind it really! I can see the appeal!!!

But I mostly just see Bomb as Knife's best friend and same with Pickle, plus the only ships I like with the trio are PayJayBomb and Knicropick ndjg, but the dynamic is interesting.

[lucidd-the-weirdo]

Doodles I made last night

You want context for them?? Too bad- I forgot what their context was-

[mushroomwarning]

I heard there’s a possibility I could find Bomb x Pickle x Knife art on here GIVE IT TO MEEEE

[goldentail-readswarriorcats]

i would do this

lemme just *goes into my clipboard and steals this*

BFDI/DreamClan/DreamClan Again/nalCmaerD/BattleClan/PowerClan:

Blocky: Blocky ' Gleam

Bubble: Bubble ' Bounce

Coiny: Copper ' Coin

Eraser: Eraser ' Gleam

Firey: Firey ' Glow

Flower: Flower ' Petal

Golf Ball: Golfball ' Asteroid

Ice Cube: Icy ' Whisper

Leafy: Leafy ' Breeze

Match: Match ' Flame

Needle: Needle ' Pounce

Pen: Pen ' Gleam

Pencil: Pencil ' Tail

Pin: Pin ' Tail

Profily: Profile ' Heart

Rocky: Rocky ' Heart/Paw

Snowball: Snowball ' Claw

Spongy: Spongy ' Fur

Teardrop: Teardrop ' Silence

Tennis Ball: Tennisball ' Stripe

Woody: Woody ' Heart

Announcer: Announcer ' Box/Star

Bomby: Bomb ' Talon

Book: Half ' Book

Donut: Donut ' Frost

Fries: Cold ' Fries

Gelatin: Gelatin ' Skip

Nickel: Nickel ' Pounce

Puffball: Puffball ' Rain

Ruby: Ruby ' Dash

Yellow Face: Yellow ' Face

TV: Pixel ' Spirit

8-Ball: Slate ' Claw (unintentionally but conveniently the saw saying EIGHT thing would still work with this name :D)

Balloony: Balloon ' Flight

Barf Bag: Clever ' Heart

Basketball: Basketball ' Heart

Bell: Bell ' Song

Black Hole: Blackhole ' Stare

Bottle: Bottle ' Claw

Bracelety: Bracelet ' Screech

Cake: Cake ' Heart

Clock: Clock ' Foot

Cloudy: Cloudy ' Sky

Eggy: Egg ' Heart

Fanny: Whirlwind ' Snap

Firey Jr.: Flame ' Dash

Gaty: Gate ' Fang

Grassy: Grassy ' Heart/Paw

Lightning: Lightning ' Heart/Paw

Lollipop: Lollipop ' Scribble

Marker: Marker ' Splash

Naily: Nail ' Tail

Pie: Pie ' Foot

Pillow: Pillow ' Claw

Remote: Remote ' Berry

Robot Flower: Robot ' Flower

Roboty: Robot ' Snarl

Saw: Saw ' Blade

Taco: Taco ' Fish

Tree: Tree ' Leaf

Foldy: Folded ' Sky

Liy: Light ' Claw (formerly Lightswitch, a loner)

Loser: Loser ' Wing

Stapy: Staple ' Tooth

Four: Bluejay ' Screech/Star

X: Sunny ' Wing

Purple Face: Purple ' Face

Price Tag/Taggy: Pricetag ' Step

Winner: Winner ' Flight

Two: Forest ' Leap/Star

Five: Moon ' Snap

Six: Sage ' Flick

Seven: Night ' Tooth

Eight: Quiet ' Stone

Nine: Swift ' Pounce/Jinx (random fact: I've seen more people draw Nine as a she/her than a he/Him for some reason- i mean theyre not wrong tho so- [nine goes by all pronouns] but i usually call them a he/him)

Ten: Quick ' Leap

Fourteen: Chaotic ' Fang

Fifteen: Lone ' Snap

Zero: Empty ' Gaze (good name for an oc tbh i like the name Emptygaze)

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II/InanimateClan:

Apple: Apple ' Haze

Balloon: Balloon ' Heart

Baseball: Baseball ' Blaze

Bomb: Bomb ' Stutter

Bow: Bow ' Hop/Bow

Knife: Knife ' Talon

Lightbulb: Light ' Beam

Marshmallow: Marshmallow ' Skip

Nickel: Nickel ' Strike

Orange Juice: Orange ' Fang

Paintbrush: Paintbrush ' Splash

Paper: Paper ' Leap

Pepper: Pepper ' Flick

Pickle: Pickle ' Tail

Salt: Salt ' Flick

Taco: Taco ' Slip/Hawk

MePhone4: Phone ' Pounce/Star

MePhone4S: Phone ' Claw

Box: Box ' Foot

Cheesy: Cheese ' Throat

Cherries: Cherry ' Tail

Cherry 1: Cherry ' Pelt

Cherry 2: Cherry ' Fur

Dough: Dough ' Fur

Fan: Fan ' Flight

Microphone: Microphone ' Flight

Soap: Soap ' Foot

Suitcase: Suitcase ' Stripe

Test Tube: Ooze ' Shuffle

Tissues: Running ' Nose

Trophy: Trophy ' Breeze

Yin-Yang: Yinyang ' Patch

Yin: Yin ' Fern

Yang: Yang ' Claw

MePad: Galaxy ' Phone

Toilet: Toilet ' Yowl

Blueberry: Blueberry ' Puddle

Bot: Bot ' Spring

Cabby: Cabinet ' Foot

Candle: Candle ' Flame

Clover: Clover ' Spring

Goo: Goo ' Leap

Lifering: Ring ' Pool

Silver Spoon: Silver ' Snap

Tea Kettle: Kettle ' Cloud

The Floor: Island ' Whisker

Dr. Fizz: Fizz ' Pool

Springy: Rabbit ' Spring

Walkie Talkie: Running ' Jaw

MePhone3GS: Phone ' Stare

MePhone5C: Phone ' Bounce

MePhone5S: Dust ' Phone

MePhone5: Phone ' Whisper

MePhone6+: Metal ' Phone

MePhone6: Phone ' Storm

Steve Cobs: Corn ' Frost/Star/Steve

Nick Le: Nick Le

Sprinkles: Sprinkles

Montgomery: Montgomery/Sprinkles 2

N-Slash-A: N-Slash-A

Utter Filth: Utter Filth

Diamond Crusher: Diamond Crusher

Flamina: Flamina

Nickel Jr.: Nickel Jr.

Quack: Quack

Tootsy Wootsy: Tootsy Wootsy

im normal

[makes warriors au astrobiology hypo kits]

[asbestos-boy-68]

i am not a proshipper. i feel the need to put this here because people have been wishing death on me because of the fact that i ship phonepad. instead of sending me death wishes, please learn your ii lore. mephone and mepad aren’t related. thanks. anyways, intro post.

hi. i’m alex , aka asbestos boy 68.

about me

i’m 15

i am a boy

i’m also a cripple

i’m a scene kid

i’m he / him

i love my boyfriend

i like music a lot (please talk to me about music)

i draw sometimes

i also write sometimes

i also sing and act

i also do photography

i’m cringe ❤️

fandoms i’m in

inanimate insanity

hfjone

smiling friends

superbad

zach stone is gonna be famous

scott pilgrim

garfield

non fandom interests

computer viruses

musicccc<3333333

eas

linguistics

graphic design

photography

ben folds

littlest pet shop

my ships

mephone 4 x mepad (inanimate insanity)!! <3

mecintosh x mephone 3gs (inanimate insanity)

silver spoon x the floor (inanimate insanity)

balloon x tissues (inanimate insanity)

trophy x knife (inanimate insanity)

fan x cheesy (inanimate insanity)

microphone x taco (inanimate insanity)

nickel x baseball (inanimate insanity)

pickle x bomb (inanimate insanity)

test tube x lightbulb (inanimate insanity)

salt x pepper (inanimate insanity)

paper x oj (inanimate insanity) (i was verbally threatened to put them here (jk i love payjay))

candle x cabby (inanimate insanity)

bow x clover (inanimate insanity)

apple x marshmallow (inanimate insanity)

suitcase x soap (inanimate insanity)

toilet x mephone4s (inanimate insanity)

blueberry x lifering (inanimate insanity)

steve cobs x ballpoint pen (inanimate insanity)

bryce x liam (hfjone)

coiny x firey (BFDI)

pen x eraser (BFDI)

gelatin x fries (BFDI)

zach x greg (zach stone is gonna be famous)

seth x evan (superbad)

charlie x pim (smiling friends)

garfield x odie (garfield)

scott x wallace (scott pilgrim)

kim x ramona (scott pilgrim)

my fav characters

cheesy (inanimate insanity)

mephone 4 (inanimate insanity)

zach stone (take a fat guess which one this is from)

odie (garfield)

wallace wells (scott pilgrim)

dni

phonepad antis. leave me alone.

proshippers. i am not one of y’all.

basic dni criteria

true crime community

under 13

thin ice

swifties

music i like

too many to list here but i’ll list the big ones

ben folds / ben folds five / majosha / etc (my beloved !!!) <333

they might be giants

nine inch nails

weezer

orchestral manoeuvres in the dark

descendents (the punk band. NOT disney.)

uncle outrage

millionaires

depeche mode

babymetal

mitski

pet shop boys

joost klein

jonathan coulton

lesley gore

crochetcatpause

party cannon

i am very opinionated. this blog is mostly my opinions. if you don’t like them, just don’t read them. don’t attack me! thanks!

^^ art by @realflops ^^

[se7enforse7en]

NBTM | Two — Propositions

☾ synopsis : Love and tragedy has always had a way of being connected, that connection usually held by the red string of fate. A red string that destined two soulmates to be bound for eternity. No matter the circumstances, fate would tie two individuals to meet, to not disrupt their long awaited destiny. In the world of more than five billion people, the red string had made it’s mark plenty of times, going back to perhaps the start of it. The folktale disappeared into obscurity & into believer’s hearts. In the lives of fourteen individuals in the 21st century, their lives seem to be an unfinished puzzle. Some strangers, some friends. Some blissful, others tragic. All unaware of the soon-to-be outcome years in the making. They’ll find it to be entrancingly painful. The red string of fate wasn’t just pretty.

☾ pairing : jinyoung x fem!oc

☾ genre : drama, romance, angst ??

☾ warnings : strong language, rambling from an ass author (I had to), very much angst ur honor, kinda ooc jinyoung, e2l

☾ Parts : one / two / three / four / five

JIHYE CONSIDERS HERSELF TO BE AN INSPIRATIONAL PERSON. Or rather, she usually thinks herself to be inspired. Normally, she had no problem coming up with a concept to paint. The canvas would create itself and she’d feel a bit of completeness. She’d be drawn to the brushes and her extravagantly expensive colors. They’d call out to her, urging her to pick them up and begin yet another masterpiece. Their hues should’ve created a clear image in her head, but they didn’t. Nothing’s happening. Not a damn thing.

She stares at the long, white canvas ahead of her. It’s blank nature taunts her in the face. It dares not to move, nor does it help her inability. She’s sure that there’s new wrinkles in her skin just from the blatant staring she’s doing. It sets an infuriating feeling in her. She’s tempted to throw one of the brushes at the canvas, the thought permeating the main centers of her brain. Alas, a doorbell brings her out of her thoughts. Her eyes fly to the door with a sigh. She reluctantly gets up, her body sluggish. She quickly opens up the door, only to be welcomed with the face of the one and only Jong Minji. She rolls her eyes and lets the door swing open. He scoffs as she beelines for her kitchen.

“So great to see you—oh, it really is!” He mocks the lack of interaction as she pulls out a chilled Dr. Pepper. He strides in, setting down a big, brown paper bag on her marble counter. He squints his eyes, noticing something’s off. She’s characterically cold as per usual, with none of the sassy energy in it. It’s something he’s grown accustomed to in the last seven years. She appears out of her element, even in the silent sigh that flows from her mouth, resulting from the promising liquid full of sugar. He takes a seat at her counter, his eyes quickly finding no paint on her wrists. He cocked an eyebrow at the sight. “Finally one of your white shirts isn't ruined,” he comments.

She looks down, realizing not a single stain of color had tainted it, a rarity indeed. “Yeah,” she whispers as she takes another thirst-quenching sip. Her sleeves are rolled up, preparing for an activity she felt like giving up on. Her eyes drift to the paper bag. She raises her eyebrows. She looks between him and the source of her curiosity.

“It’s not a bomb, sheesh.” He reaches for it, rapidly opening it. He pulls out lazily shoved in fries and several wrapped up burgers, ones she knows too well. She instantly groans at the sight of it. Her rolls her eyes yet again, her annoyance a bit more recognizable. She can practically smell the grease and fat oozing just from the sight of it. She gives an agitated look to him. His shoulders become slumped. “It’s been forever since we’ve had a fast food day - “

“Because it’s shitty processed food. I literally got food poisoning last time.” The mere thought of it makes her groan.

“That’s not exclusive to all fast food.” She sighs at his words, resorting to the remainder of her chilled soda. He pushes one of the three burgers in front of you, quickly unwrapping his own. He expects her to do the same. She casts her gaze down, looking with disdain. She thinks on how she’d have to soon be in the obvious limelight due to the inability of escaping any & all promotions as an artist. She lightly pushes it away, much to his dismay. He instantly frowns as he lowers the overly greasy away from his mouth. “Did something happen?” He knows she’s one to care about her health, but something’s up, he’s sure.

She licks her dry lips. She wonders the same as her friend. Being stuck is one thing and not knowing why is another. The unstableness of her hands is not normal, nor is the blank stare she has as she looks at the burger with disgust. Her eyes slowly float to the blank, not forgotten canvas behind the almost oblivious Minji. Even without eyes, it burns through her soul. The void with what had endless possibilities of what it could be struck a nerve in all that made sense in her mind. There’s nothing that evokes that usual fire of creativity. No color that manifests. No image inducing that familiar burst of whatever she’d call her creations. Children? Sometimes. Art? Somewhat. Perfection? She wishes.

She mutters a quiet “fuck” underneath her breath. It’s unnoticed by the younger of them two, Minji’s focus more concentrated on why she seemed out of place. He shakes his head and picks up the burger once more. He finds it near impossible to even fathom a specific reason at the moment. He bites into the excessively oily food. It’s unhealthy contents explode in his mouth with flavor, an experience not akin to the ever so observant Jihye. Her eyes scan his delighted face. Splendid noises of satisfaction spurred on by the heavy contents of In-N-Out Burger. It’s overloaded with onions, tomatoes, and pickles. ‘Horrid combination,’ she thinks to herself. She shakes a head a bit, taking another prolonged sip. Minji looks to her in confusion, breaking away from his captivated state of momentary bliss. She gives a small wave, hoping he just gets back to his sodium death. He shrugs. With another bite into the burger, he lets his mind wander to how great his taste buds feel and whatnot. Whatnot being a bit more complex than what Jihye may think.

Elsewhere, in a much more tense space, Park Jinyoung wonders if he makes purchases in his sleep. He sits across from an old-styled book, one with a nicely made leather cover and pages as sharp as a knife. They’re a beige worthy of the sands of Persia. The leather front is adorned with gold ends and little flurries of designs resembling that of strings. It shines in the light of his living room. It catches his eye, a quirked eyebrow in the direction of the blasted mystery. He runs his fingers over the forepart. It’s smooth, incredibly so. He finds it to be like a fairy tale book. He expects it to be full of tales, perhaps starting with Cinderella and ending with the Goblin.

However, he has no recollection of ever ordering such a book. His own little mini-library consists of more popular stories, rather than chronicles that fit a children’s shelf. His hands grip the pointed ends, placing the cover on the left. His eyes widen in surprise, his expectations now shattering as a result. That very first page…

It’s blank. Entirely devoid of any color or words, it stares back at him in a mocking manner. His eyes search the pages for any kind of indentation or mark to see if he’s merely tired. It’s not the case as he’s sure nothing gets past his somewhat worn out eyes. All he can find is a small scripture in the corner of the other side of the cover. It’s ink is a mix of gold and red, it’s shiny luster apparent. He squints his eyes. The scripture is written fancily, like an old tale. He can almost barely make it out. The edges are too fastly written and the ink is scarce in some spots.

“The Prince and...The Princess,” he warily reads outloud. “Opposites do not always attract.” He raises an eyebrow at the text. “For those of the likes of the cold-hearted prince and the ice princess, such was a mantra. One of tragedy and love. One of sacrifice and heartbreak as well.” He scoffs at the text, his doubt seeping through his features. He makes a judging face at the book.

“The hell?” His eyes dart to the right of the book. His eyes catch a glimpse of moving letters. His eyes widen a bit. He shakes his head, only to see the expanding ink once more. He tightens his grip on the book. The words fill up the entire first page, moving onto the second, third, & so forth. His eyes carefully scan the words, his heart about to burst out of his chest. He’s suddenly nervous. Just like most slightly cynical young adults, he was a firm believer of genuine logic. And genuine logic is nowhere present in the mystery Park Jinyoung is faced with. He scans the words, thoughtfully, absorbing whatever fever dream is gracing him at four o’clock sharp. His confusion grows by the second. He finds numerous superfluous words and fantastical details too true for a fairy tale. The beginning is a fated mess, such words coming from the old paper.

His iris’ finally land on two words, two distractions.

Prince Jinyoung.

Hi, if you read or checked this out, tysm !! I’d rlly appreciate it if you could reblog or like this post. I’d love to hear what ppl think so a comment is awesome too. This is a work of fiction and for entertainment purposes.