#skitty monday

[a-box-full-of-eneco]

mellow

[askadelcatty]

Teena @ Eclipse: Hai there!~ Look at you! I've never seen a Skitty like you before! So cute! So what do you like to do for fun? Have any games you like to play? :3

ECLIPSE: "Gran'mama always makes me put them back though. Says "Its food for other 'mons; we don't take what we don't need." I would like to know more games though... you never know whats going to be fun!" [ @cutemonclub ]

[lugiasroost]

Absol sweep

[blairessoupysoup]

Today's Scolipede: Monday

the week has just started but at least the job comes with a free emotional support Skitty that may or may not be a part of the Central Intelligence Agency

[skittymon]

MY PS4 CHARGER GOT DELAYED TILL MONDAY SO I CANT EVEN PLAY P5 THAT LONG WHEN I GET BACK

[bellafragolina]

Hello Renee dear! I was wondering how Ingo would feel about a reader who takes an interest in him and start to frequently sitting in his car to watch him battle on the singles line. Keeping an eye on him they begin to notice those little tells that shows how he feels, especially his eyes. how they light up when he’s excited and how they shine when he’s happy. Congratulating him on every win and encouraging him after any loss they start to talk more and one day tell him his eyes are beautiful when he smiles. That smile people claim he doesn’t have. If such a comment really gets the corners of his mouth to turn up a bit they tell him his smile’s like a Skitty and it’s the loveliest thing in the world! I’ve seen many an artist that when rendering the twins with the triangle mouths, if he’s able to smile a bit he gets this little :3 kitty mouth and it’s just too cute!!! He also just has such gorgeous eyes that emote so much even when his mouth can’t and that should be acknowledged and appreciated!!!Thank you so very much Renee!

I love the kitty smiles people draw him with, especially when they’re small and subtle. It’s sooooo cute and I adore it and him

🍓🍓🍓

It’s not against the rules to sit in any of the battle cars, truth be told. Very few come to sit in the last cars, though. It’s difficult to get to, with all the other cars having their battles, and the exit is out of the way of the subway, making those trying to get somewhere fast lose time trying to find their way back to the main tracks. So Ingo is surprised to find you coming into his car, just to settle into one of the seats and wait patiently with him for a challenger.

Ingo engages you with some polite small talk, but returns to his spot when a challenger comes through. He battles them, and afterwards you approach with high praise over his win. Ingo thanks you, eyes sparkling with joy at his victory, then turns to encourage the trainer to try again. You watch, and decide then and there that yes, you’ll be coming back often to watch Ingo battle

You don’t come every day. Ingo notices this when you don’t show up to several of his multi train shifts, instead choosing to stay with his single train shifts. He asks about it, having grown used to your presence in his car, and you tell him it’s work related. You have more time to sit with him on the days he runs the single trains, so Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Ingo understands, but he still glances to where you sit on the multi train, always disappointed to not see you applauding him after a win. And Emmet is starting to notice

It’s after one of his rare losses that things start to change. You’re comforting him as he sulks over the loss, and he takes your encouraging words to heart. He straightens up, his eyes bright and determined.

“There’s that beautiful smile of yours.” You say with a laugh.

Ingo is floored. He’s heard before about his lack of smile; he has complaints about it coming through all the time from new subway passengers. Even his own brother and friend Elesa tease him sometimes over his naturally dour expression. Countless nights trying to force a smile flash through his mind, nights where he practiced endlessly with no results. Yet all of that self consciousness and disappointment in himself slowly floods out of him at your simple words

Joy and giddiness burst through Ingo, forcing his back ramrod straight. And for the first time, he smiles. The corners of his mouth quirk, barely noticeable, but your keen eyes see it. They see the skitty smile the man makes seconds before he lunges forward to hug you. You’re shocked by the sudden affection, but you don’t hesitate to return it, stroking down Ingo’s spine as he shakes again you

“Thank you!” Ingo booms, the joy bleeding into his tone. “Thank you! I love your smile too!”

He doesn’t let you go for the rest of his shift, and his smile doesn’t fade for the rest of the day

🍓🍓🍓

Not included: Emmet hounding you over how you got Ingo to smile without it looking pained or forced

Hope you enjoy it, darling! Have a good night <3

~Renee

[wattpadscapcons]

Hello. First of all, how are you doing lately?

Second, do you think you can provide some headcanons about N befriending/bonding with an orphan child who loves Pokemon as much as him?

I just thought it would be wholesome and all. 

Hello there. I assume this is Moon anon? Or are you just a Pokémon fan? Either way I will be happy to try to write this for you.

I've been really tired and stressed to be honest. Monday is the start of my Sophomore year of college and my grandmother is placing A LOT of pressure on me to be ready. I am, but she's just taking it too far. I shouldn't even be awake right now.

Edit: I made this a little different than what you were asking for, hope that's ok.

=

Childhood Dreaming (N Friendship Fluff w/ Orphan Child Reader)

- "So you're saying you grew up surrounded by Pokémon?! That's so cool! I wish I had more myself, all I really have is Miki (Skitty)."

- N has no idea how he got into this conversation with the child that is currently following him around town, but he isn't bothered

- "Most of them were....well special." "Special?" "You know how some people can be mean to their Pokémon?" "Oh..." "Yeah."

"Do you think that Pokémon and people can live peacefully?" "I used to believe that it was better if they were separated completely but I met someone who taught me otherwise. So yes. I do believe that." "Pokémon have been the only ones to really comforted me with my situation." "Situation?" "I live in an orphanage. I'm not sure why no one has really adopted me yet." "Huh... Well, that may change soon." "What?" "Nothing, so do you want to tell me more about Miki?" "Sure! Do you want to meet them?" "I would love to."

- A few hours with this kid have made him feel....normal

- After that day, you always find him, this happened for weeks

- And after a while, he makes a big decision, one he didn't think about previously

- "Hey Y/N?" "Yeah?" "How would you feel if I were to adopt you-" "Do it. Please." "Huh?" "I hate it there. You'd be doing me and Miki a favor." "I talked to Miki, she told me about the conditions you live under at the moment." "Then you understand why I'd jump at the chance of leaving."

"It's finally happening...." "Alright Mr. Harmonica? The paperwork has been filled out. Now you must know that there will be people coming by your residence to check on the child every other month. This is all standard procedure- And you can now take Y/N home with you."

"How did you sit through all of that N?" "Believe me I wanted to make her stop talking as much as you did. You're just lucky you could fall asleep during that meeting without getting into trouble." "ahhaha...Sorry..."

- He's actually happy that he won't be alone on his journey from now on

- He makes a good father figure even with his past with people

- You're going to have a strange childhood.

[tophat-cy]

Ladies and gentlemen! The moment you all wanted...

The Grand Finale Attack is finally here!

Featuring :

Zagger (Aced15)

Anemone (@grumpbeard)

Skittie (artifisoap)

Halley (@magician-mutt)

Xynix (@ramagerwtc)

Gungnir (@swan-swanno)

Bard (RemyMartin)

Bluescreen (@paper-inhabitant)

Kitty Cup (@p0th)

Noodles (FluffiiMellow)

??? (@starrfault)

Several days we're spent for creating this masterpiece, which is getting eventually used as the cover for my Art Fight themed story. This is also my way to show how awesome was the Art Fight experience, despite that shit happened to me in the middle of the sessions (and got a burnout), but in rest it was awesome. It was my pleasure to draw your characters and a huge ass thank you for attacking my characters. Your attacks are absolutely epic and I kept all of them to have them as memory ^w^💗.

On Monday, in the last day of Art Fight I'm making an overall conclusion about this Art Fight session, and for now, enjoy the art. Toodles 😺🌼✨!

[a-box-full-of-eneco]

mushroom search 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

[pokemon-ing]

Wednesday May 18, 2022- Wednesday May 25, 2022

This Week’s Theme is Puppies and Kittens!

Wednesday: Litten, Torracat, and Sprigatito

Thursday: Growlithe, Yamper, and Rockruff

Friday: Meowth, Shinx, and Skitty

Saturday: Houndour, Poochyena, and Lillipup

Sunday: Espurr, Purrloin, and Glameow

Monday: Snubbull, Riolu, and Electrike

Tuesday and Wednesday: Fakemon!

Next Week’s Theme is Amphibians!

[skittikyu]

Skitti it's been so long do you have any Panprice content for us /nf

yeah wow it’s been a bit huh fyewufg

I’ve got an essay due on monday so i haven’t had time to draw or write anything :’D I’m almost done though, I just gotta power through it-

In the mean time check out Milky_Nguyen_ on Twitter

She has a new Panprice child OC and he’s the cutest thing-

[hotskittyoncamusaction]

Home is where the heart is💖💙

A few days ago I wrote a couple of posts about my housing situation. Tl;dr I was being kicked out with two weeks notice.

I was deadly scared because I've been homeless already for some time, so I already know the struggle. Despite things are different today, the fear was still there.

After searching like if I only had one day left, I found a marvelous room within my budget (even cheaper than the place I'm being kicked out), closer to my job and, most important, a peaceful and loving environment. I got this sorted out last Friday, but it felt soo good to be real that I decided to wait until the move in day to believe it.

My moving is almost done, I'm just making sure I leave my former place clean. I don't want to disrespect the room that protected me for this time on spite of the rude and toxic behaviour of now my former flatmate/landlady. She'll have the key back on Monday.

I can't express how grateful I feel for everyone who helped me to navigate this situation. From strangers rebloging, to friends trying to cheer me up to two people who did a lot. One if them is an old friend of mine, who borrowed me some money. The another is my now boyfriend. I would have been unable to deal with this without his support and practical help.

That's why the picture I'm publishing. Snorlax is his favourite Pokemon. Mine is obviously Skitty. I took it this morning, after putting some order on my new room. I think it conveys my feelings. I love you, my Snorlax💙

Wish I can keep calling this place "home" for a long time

[lumiose-fletchling]

I lost my senior cat, Buffy, on Monday. </3

She was my darling gremlin child, and I’m still very sad. In honor of her, I’ll be passing out some Skitty and Glameow tonight. Kiss your fur babies for me, folks!

[seromreven]

title: here comes the solrock | chapter four.

pairing: mclennon, (paul mccartney/john lennon) | starrison, (ringo starr/george harrison).

summary: it’s the Monday after, aspiring pokémon trainer, Paul McCartney’s eighteenth birthday. It was today where he would get his first pokémon and start his journey to the regional Pokémon League. A journey which would prove itself to be filled with adventure, friendship, danger and romance.

author’s note: i’ve been pretty sick these past few days but i’m feeling better now! so here’s to hoping that’ll stick! (on another note; weird to get back into the habit of writing again. only been a few days but, man, it felt like years.)

????,

Paul woke up on a cold stone floor with no idea of where he was. He knew not how he had gotten there but he knew that he had been passed out in a heavy cloud of Dream Mist and most likely had been moved by the perpetrators to where he was now.

Groaning as he sat up, his whole body was aching, and he looked around. John was setting in a corner staring at him, concern visible across his face but he looked down in his folded arms the moment their eyes met. He looked around for George and quickly saw him rushing towards him tackling him in a crushing hug.

“You’re okay!” George let him go and his flickered across his face. Paul nodded. He felt sore, sure, but otherwise fine. At least physically. They had royally screwed up. There was no ignoring that. Not only had they failed in saving the Professor’s Pokémon but they had lost their own.

He looked around the small room that was their prison and increasingly felt panic overtake him.

”Where’s Ringo?” Paul was panicking. They were missing Ringo! He looked around the small room again. He was nowhere to be seen. George shook his head, “I don’t know. He wasn’t here when I woke up.” He sounded distraught, and dehydrated.

Paul looked to John with wide eyes but only got a shrug in return.

Oh, this was bad. Very bad. They couldn’t possibly think of harming Ringo, right? Or them? Could it be that Ringo possibly had managed to escape? But without them? If he had the chance; wouldn’t he have brought them along? Not that he knew the guy any well. They had just met.

Paul got a shock when a loud overpowering voice boomed out, “You kidnapped them? I told you to just keep the Pokémon! Idiots! All of you! Do something about it before The Lady arrives!” A loud beeping erupted as the call ended and loud hushed voices yelled out at each other.

“Damn it!” One said.

“We’re screwed!” Another.

And one yelled, “we have to get rid of them before the Kaili gets here!”

Paul turned his head towards the sound and could scarcely see three men dressed in all purple were the source of the yelling. A fourth appeared and Paul immediately recognized him. It was that guy! Clang! That guy who, with the lady, was the fault of Paul and his friends' placement in this rotten cage.

“Fools! The mighty Kaili would not come to this place!” His arms were crossed as he stared the men down. The Stunky from before was at his side still, staring down the men from its low height.

“And we cannot just let them go! They will surely go to the police and then yet again those filthy detectives will be after us. We have just managed to get them off our tail! Let us not repeat past mistakes!” The Stunky growled at the men who jumped back in fear. “We have already lost one! Let us not lose anymore!” and the men nodded hastily at the man as he turned away and disappeared from Paul’s field of vision.

“What does he mean by they ‘lost one’?” Paul heard George ask and he turned to look at him again. He looked no less distraught than before. Paul didn’t know what to say and glanced at John in the hope that he possibly knew.

If John knew he was being looked at, he showed no signs of it as it looked like he was trying to burn holes in his hands by staring.

What Paul wasn’t aware of; was that John blamed himself for their capture. He was the oldest of the three and had felt a certain responsibility for them. And felt that he had failed in that.

“Maybe…” Paul swallowed deeply. God, he could do with something to drink. “Maybe… he escaped?” George nodded carefully, hopeful in what Paul said to be true.

Suddenly; a door slammed and John shot to his feet and within seconds stood with his hands around the bars of their jail. It was obviously originally meant for Pokémon but clearly, it worked for humans too.

“You bitch!” He sneered at whoever had entered the room.

Paul stood up and looked to what had caused the sudden anger and movement in John, as he had seemed rather immovable in his pensive state not long ago.

It was the woman from before. The woman with the Musharna who had used Dream Mist on them. Ahme, now with a small Skitty at her feet. She and her Musharna was probably the biggest reason they were stuck in this concrete prison without their Pokémon. Even more so than that Clang guy.

John’s sudden outburst made more sense now.

John, who was staring down the woman. She stood near the bars but not close enough for John to reach her, which Paul feared the possibility of him doing.

But Ahme wasn’t looking at the closest standing man but rather at Paul. Her look was peculiar. Sympathetic and almost… sad? Why would she be any of that? Isn’t this what she and her gang would have wanted?

Her hands were folded and she looked down briefly when her soft voice said, “I am sorry.”

Paul and George glanced at each other; both confused. She was… sorry?

“I did not… want to… do that to you,” she seemed nervous and often glanced over her shoulder to the door behind her. What little she has said seemed… treacherous to her gang so she was perhaps more than fearful of discovery.

“I don’t want to hear your fucking excuses,” John again sneered at her. Paul stepped up next to him and gently placed a hand on his shoulder, causing John’s head to immediately snap towards him; staring him down.

“I… think we should give her a chance to say her piece,” Paul looked at John, unsure of what his reaction would be. The other man only looked quietly down at the hand on his shoulder and huffed as he stepped away from the bars.

Paul nodded, more to himself than anyone else, and looked back to the woman.

“Your friend,” she started and George suddenly appeared next to Paul. Standing where John once did. Interrupting her, George asked; “is he okay? Did he escape?”

She nodded, “the Dream Mist didn’t work on him... And while we weren’t looking; he escaped. Or… well, I saw him. But I didn’t stop him.”

Paul blinked, “why not?”

“I…” she glanced shortly at her feet, “Epoch didn’t always steal Pokémon. We used to do things for good. And help people. And now, we’re… we’re criminals!”

She was visibly upset and drew a heavy sigh, “I can’t leave Epoch before I find my sister. But I can hinder them in their… evil deeds. In secret.”

Her hand dug around in the pocket of her large purple coat and out she pulled a bundle of keys. One specifically she pulled off the ring and gave to Paul through the iron bars.

“Take this,” she said to Paul in a hushed voice.

“But only use it once the alarm goes off. Your friend will have gone to the police and they will come. Clang and I will escape but in our rush, we won’t get to the stolen Pokémon before.”

A loud voice yelled out from the other room and Ahme stepped away from the prison. She glanced at the door and quickly whispered, “they’re in the basement,” with a pointed look to a heavy door to her right and rushed out the door with the Skitty close behind her.

The door shut close and after a short moment, Paul looked down at the rusting key. On it was a carving of a bare-chested woman with ten arms. Huh. What was this symbol supposed to depict? Was it the icon of the Epoch? Some kind of depiction of their leader Kaili?

Nevertheless; with the key in hand, Paul felt a wave of reassurance come over him. They could do this!

He quickly pocketed the key and looked away from the door to behind him. John was leaning against the wall he had once been sitting up against. His mood still indescribable. Before he was upset, understandably, but now he was back to being quiet and contemplative. Paul only hoped he would be alright.

George was looking at Paul. Both waiting for the alarm they were so anxious on. She had made no mention or comment as to when it would go off. But it was hopefully soon.

But Paul couldn’t wait. He anxiously paced back and forth, expecting the alarm to go off any moment. He felt he hadn’t had the chance to really... react to what had happened. He felt that he had to remain calm… collected. But it wasn’t working out. Especially now when it was all coming together and all there was left was to wait.

He turned to George and stopped his constant pacing. George looked at him, clearly concerned. Which Paul admittedly felt bad about. His pacing back and forth must hack made quite an appearance.

He stepped up to George and in a moment, lost the strong grip he had at appearing ‘tough’ and rested his head on the other boy's shoulder with a heavy sigh.

“I’m so sorry,” he muttered into the leather of George’s jacket.

“I didn’t mean to pull you into all of… this.”

He looked back up at George, who shook his head and said; “you couldn’t have known it would go like this.”

And just as Paul was about to say something, apologise and insist, a loud high pitched buzz erupted throughout the building. John jumped away from his place against the wall and came to stand next to Paul.

“It’s go time,” he looked to and from the cage door and Paul as the beeping continued through an eruption of yells and Pokémon calls coming from the other room.

Paul nodded and quickly made his way to the door with the key ready in hand. It was hastily pushed open and all three men rushed to yet another door. The one that should let them into the basement and the imprisoned Pokémon.

The industrial steel stairs lead them down and through a slim dark hallway. Paul desperately felt around for a light switch and as something clicked; stark clinical white light swept over the room. There were several cages. A lot more than what had been in the basement of the Escavalier Inn. Paul saw his Snivy. The Professor’s Pokémon, John’s and the ones belonging to Ringo. Apparently, he had not managed to get them with him when he escaped, though the interestingly pattern egg were nowhere to be seen.

And then there were many more Pokémon. Of a large variety; from Psyducks to Growlithes to Pyukumukus. From all that he saw, he could tell there was a lot of people out there missing their Pokémon.

His leg was embraced in a tight hug by Walton as he let him out of the cage he shared with a group of Eevees. Paul could see no logic in the way the Pokémon was paired up. It seemed rather random. Not that was at all his main concern. Either way; he picked up his Snivy and was quickly embraced in another tight hug.

“How’re we supposed to get them all up?” George asked and looked around the room filled with now free Pokémon.

A booming voice answered that before Paul could; “no need to worry about that, young man.” Paul immediately looked to the source and saw an older moustachioed gentleman stand at the end of the staircase. At his feet proudly stood a Stoutland. John shot to his feet but before any of the young men could react, he introduced himself;

“I am Detective George Marting,” he pulled out a flashy badge. Martin pointed with an open palm to the large Pokémon, “this is my Pokémon partner, Samuel.” The aforementioned dog Pokémon growled, though it felt non-threatening and more like a greeting. Paul wondered how Martin had gotten the large dog down the stairs, as he hadn’t heard the sound of a Pokéball.

“My partner, Mr Epstein, and I will take over from here.”

Paul was about to comment on it when loud footsteps were heard coming down the stairs and the serious looking man stepped aside to the let whomever it was pass. The first to come through was Ringo! He looked stressed but was quickly elated by the sight of his Octillery and Mudkip leaning against each other at George’s feet. Though, another thing about Ringo that Paul just couldn’t help but snicker at was that a large baby carrier was strapped to his chest with the triangle patterned egg resting inside it. It made quite a sight with Ringo running toward his Pokémon while still dressed in his pink suit.

Following Ringo was another man. He looked younger than Martin but older than Paul and his friends. He was kindly looking with his hair gelled back, though it was fighting back and curling at his forehead. He was followed by a stunning icy Ninetales. He patted the detective on his shoulder who muttered a, “speaking of.”

“Boys,” the man Paul would assume was Brian Epstein started, “your friend Ringo here has told me all about your situation.” His hand was still on the shoulder of his partner. “Once we have cleared up the building together with the police; my partner and I will drive two of you home in our car while another will go with Mr Starkey.” He pointed to Ringo. Starkey? Weren’t his last name Starr? “Whoever goes with him is up to you.”

George quickly volunteered and looked flustered once he had realised the speed at which he had done so; much to Paul’s amusement.

“Now,” Epstein turned to Martin, “is all the Pokémon accounted for.”

The man sternly nodded and looked to the group, “you boys can just head upstairs now with your Pokémon and the Professors.” And then he and Epstein proceeded further into the room and looked over the now freed Pokémon as Paul and his friends passed them by to head upstairs.

The drive home passed by quickly. Paul sat in the back with John as the two detectives sat up front, trying to make conversation with the two boys. It wasn’t a big car and Paul sat close to John, pushed up against his leather coat, with their hands occasionally meeting in quick warm touches; making Paul feel rather flustered whenever it happened.

Paul tried to keep himself distracted from the thoughts that nourished from the small touches. The thoughts of him and John. He was handsome, yes. Even as he looked a mess, they both did, from their capture in the dark space of the Epoch hideout. John’s quiff had long since given up. He had dirt stains and gravel on his jacket. But Paul couldn’t help but stare. Though, he did at least try to hide it. Not wanting to be caught and creep out the older man.

The detectives, Epstein and Martin, had made sure to feed them. Together with George and Ringo before they all parted their ways, they had stopped at a café near the police station. The Paras-ian Café it was… cleverly named. The logo matching the Pokémon in the pun. What the bug type exactly had to do with their food… Paul tried not to think about. But it all tasted fine and had been paid for by the detectives. They had largely congratulated them on their work in helping to find the lost Pokémon but had also made time to scold them about how they had put themselves in grave danger.

They had made things clearer to them. They had not been passed out for more than a few hours.

Ringo’s apparent immunity to the Dream Mist was this; as a kid, he went through many medical procedures and they had used the help of Pokémon moves to either calm him or outright make him sleep. Years of that had made him built up a slight immunity. Not a complete one, but enough for him to have woken up quickly and run to get help.

John; now having his mood improved by the presences of daylight, food and his Pokémon, gave the detectives a run for their money with a large foray of snide comments and sarcasm. It had helped to cheer up the still downcast Paul, who was dreading how to explain all of what had happened to his father. The detectives had only called George’s parents as he was still legally a minor. And they would definitely have brought that information further along to his father.

Paul kept unto the hope that his father wouldn’t let this little… detour distract or complicate the Pokémon Journey he was yet to start out on. Paul still wanted to go out into the world! To train Pokémon and defeat gym leaders! George had wanted to go along with him on the said journey until he himself was old enough to get his first Pokémon and trainer license.

But now, as Paul stared out the car window, at the moving landscape; it all seemed a little bleak.

[skittymon]

Ah yes the hardest part of writing fan fiction.

Coming up with the damn summary.

[memoirsofrkxjiyeon]

What is Minhee's feelings towards Convex boys?

Minhee’s feelings towards Convex boys, let’s divide them all first of all.

 Zhang Yixing Group’s Leader

Minhee & Lay were friends before he became convex member due to him being friends with her older brother ( just like Rome ). She feels proud of him for how he is far he’s come even though they’ve spoke in a long time due to be busy with other things but she’s fond of him. She does see him as a younger brother but the brother who’s not the closest too and watch from afar. Minhee also believes he would make a great leader for the group. 

Hong Jonghyun, Vocal Unit’s Leader.

Ah, Minhee admires Jonghyun a lot. She really wants to support him on this journey, in ways she does see herself in him so she wants to be his support system so to speak. She does tend to be mean to him a lot in as it is like defensive mechanism. Minhee doesn’t really mean the insults she throws at it and only wishes him to succeed. He’s not the pretty boy of the group, he’s more than that. 

Yu Barom, Rap’s Unit’s Leader.

Another friend of her brother, she’s actually hardly really talked to him until he joint Sphere but it is nice to have mutual. She’s thinks he’s cool guy and he will do well in the group. She is happy to be working with him on little something but she’s worries that he won’t have time to do due to the busy schedule and rather not hinder him. 

Kim Kibum, Dance’s Unit’s Leader

Who?! Minhee generally never seen this person, she’s heard a lot about him and never actually spoke to him. She doesn’t know how she feels about him cause she’s hardly knows this guy. Minhee only knows people who know him, so bring on the first meeting between these two.

Lee Jinki, Main Vocal

Jinki, she’s admire his vocal talent very much. It’s really impressive. Minhee knows him, they used to speak a lot yet they’re drifted apart so she’s doesn’t really know how she feels about it. She’s proud once again that he’s in the group and thinks his vocals will really shine within this group. Minhee can’t wait for the debut. 

Nam Woohyun, Main Vocal

She’s believe this one will steal hearts of the fans, he’s such a greasy but sweetheart too. Minhee wants to get know him better as he would be good friend to have, thanks to saving from the children which seems love him at the Christmas party. Minhee thinks he would be good trustworthy friend to her so we will have to see what will happen there. 

Kim Jinwook, Lead Vocal

He’s cute guy, that was first impressions. Minhee likes being company of this one, he has nice personality which is effective especially in the mornings. She finds that most of the convex boys are younger brothers to her. The unofficial sphere gc brings these two closer while looking at the dog and cat photos. 

Lee Taeyong, Lead Vocal

Taeyong is sweetheart, Minhee wishes to protect him, she even gave him sphere’s survival guide for hazing. She’s thinks herself as her guiding fairy but like most of her relationships, they have grown distanced due to the training. It would be nice for those two to catch up and see how’s they were doing with convex situation.

Tuan Yien, Main Rapper

First impression of this guy was strange one, not every day a guy comes up to Minhee asking to use her wrist yet it was sweet that he’ll go the distance for a gift for a girl. She highly encourage that behaviour and happy those two got past that strange meeting. Minhee believes they probably be good friends. 

Choi Seungcheol, Main Rapper

Soft Seungcheol, Minhee’s got the hugest soft spot for this boy. The fact they first meeting was Minhee protecting this one from the thunder & lightning now they’re training together. She generally got a lot of love for this kid and actually wants to find out what he sounds without stuttering, one day minhee one day. 

Oh Sehun, Lead Rapper

Out of all the convex boys, Minhee feels like a proud mama or big sister the most when comes to Sehun. They are karaoke buddies and he put up with Minhee’s tone deaf self back in the day singing to disney songs. So much love for Convex in Minhee’s heart. 

Lee Jihoon, Lead Dancer

Tiny dancer, the skitty pokemon. The cutest. Minhee has only had a few interactions with this one but not many. He always seem up for fun especially when he happily get involved with the monday blues video. She wants to get know this boy more and befriend him ( probably add him into little brother collection too )

Leechaiyaponrkul, Chittaphon Lead Dancer

Fun fact, Minhee had fleeting crush on this boy briefly. He’s certainly interesting character, she bumped into him in the sphere building and he helped her out. It is really sweet but it was that it. Minhee likes his company and always up for the laugh though he always so touchy with everyone. She feels that he maybe the most shipped member in the group in the future, that is predictions. 

OVERALL, sphere is like second home to here, so it is like the convex boys are her family. Minhee only wishes for them to do well and wants to be there for them when need be. She obviously got favourites within the group but who’s doesn’t?!