#that’s how we cope

[rosefuckinggenius]

My contribution on the Squid Game fandom.

Forgive me if you can 🙌🏻👀

[maiumeni]

[lavenderarts]

I just think that if Jayce had eaten that man's pussy none of that would have happened

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

[seefasterdraws]

“you were a wonderful experience”

“you were… everything”

[ionomycin]

Mother of Pearl

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Happy Thistle Debut Day!

[tapiocats]

While it’s not everyone’s favorite, I think mister Nandor Wants-to-be-a-human-and-is-an-80s-pop-culture-amateur got his ideal documentary ending…

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[rika-mortis]

Headcanon: Deep down they both want to be their fairy godparent/godkid again after losing them, but don't believe they deserve each other and feel like they aren't worthy to be their companion anymore

They both need counseling and therapy as a whole package

[spaceacekid]

I remember coming out as ace for the first time around 2017/2018 when "ace discourse" was really bad and my coming out post was so apologetic, I was saying stuff like "I know this doesn't technically make me LGBTQ" and "it's not really a big deal" and looking back I just...should not have had to apologise like that. Please don't apologise for who you are. You are queer. Very much so.

[justplaggin]

them.

[numbuh424]

it's ok guys I got this (takes poison damage so he doesn't have to)

[cringefail-clown]

[ylangelegy]

The first thing Jihoon notices when he wakes up is that his neck doesn't hurt.

Dazed, he squints up at the sunlight streaming through a nearby window. It's one of those dreamless naps where you lose all sense of time. He could've been out for minutes, hours.

It takes him another beat to realize that he's in a bed. Not the couch at the studio. Not some corner of the company. A proper bed— crisp white sheets, fluffy pillows.

He groans softly. There's only one person who could be behind all this. And sure enough, your voice reaches him through his haze. "You're awake."

Jihoon mumbles something between 'mhm' and 'sorta'. One of his hands goes to rub at his eyes, like it might somehow will the drowsiness away. He vaguely makes out your figure, seated inches away from him. He has half the mind to ask what you're doing this time. Scrolling through your phone? Reading a book?

Instead, he grouses, "I fell asleep again." His words— gruff around the edges— aren't a question. It's more a statement of a fact.

You hum your confirmation. "It was just a couple of minutes." Then, softer. "You should get some more rest."

Jihoon wants to protest; he really does. A part of him has always felt guilty about this. He already has so little time with you as is, and yet he somehow finds himself squandering it over sleep.

But then you're carding your fingers through his hair and his eyes instinctively flutter close. "Not fair," he exhales. "You don't play fair."

Your hand shakes a little as you laugh.

"Go to sleep, Jihoon-ah," you repeat. "I'll wake you up in a bit."

(You never do, Jihoon thinks. You always say you're going to wake me up and that we'll go out and do something you like, but you always let me sleep in. I'll wake up in the middle of the night with you cuddled in to me— another day that we could've been normal, wasted because I'm perpetually tired.)

"Okay." Jihoon sounds much younger than he really is in that moment. "Okay, good night."

Right before drifting off, he summons up just enough energy to reach for your hand. He thinks he also manages to say I love you.

Jihoon dreams of the view from an airplane window, when the sun is setting over the clouds; a stage during sound check, where twelve other boys make it all worth it; your hand in his, and the quiet way you say I love you back.

[marciaillust]

I added some colours to her :)