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hyunjin – skz code ep. 64

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he ain't gonna fuck me and that's on period -> lennox

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im just sweet little angel princess who’s also a gross little freak

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unrelated but..... fatou............................

— was about to say i need more misandrists in my lineup but. im right. there are no buts

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Pussy so fat don’t need no packer

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— was about to say i need more misandrists in my lineup but. im right. there are no buts

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i'm in the back of the car with your daddy and he's twerking and popping a perc

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“I don't think that people accept the fact that life doesn't make sense. I think it makes people terribly uncomfortable.” - David Lynch

Thank you for all your wonderful work. You will be missed David Lynch

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"she'll be thrilled to know you think she looks like barbie--" noel begins but they blush down to their chest at the next sentence. "i- i- think you're very pretty, too." noel fidgets with their drink and can't help the smile that breaks onto their face, wide and sweet. oh, this was better than anything noel could have imagined. sujin thought they were pretty? it was the best news noel had gotten that semester.

"no, no. you're my favorite. like i'm your favorite." it still makes them giddy. they feel like they're dreaming. having sujin look at them like this, compliment them, give them his undivided and precious attention. noel soaks it up like a cat in a sunbeam. no one had ever called noel hot-- or alluded to him being hot. cute, maybe. pretty sometimes. hot? never. "your judgment isn't bad, sujin. you've been very close at times. i'm..." she licks over her teeth. tries to choose her words wisely. it is admittedly flattering to know that sujin had paid such close attention. had tried so hard. "i am a picky eater, is all. i'm very particular." much like their taste in men. though when they do find something that whets their appetite...

"do you go to university here? if you're off your shift, maybe you can walk me back?" eyelashes flutter like how farrah had taught her to do in middle school. "my sister's gonna be busy for a while." which is true. farrah only visits every other weekend and finds the boutiques near noel's university irresistible. once, she and noel had shopped from sunrise to sunset. noel likes shopping with her sister, but, well... this was an opportunity farrah would want her to take advantage of. "and i don't like to walk by myself." bullshit. noel could give less of a fuck about walking by themself, but didn't men like to feel needed? and quite frankly. noel wants an excuse to stand next to him. bump shoulders. maybe show him her dorm....

Maybe he wasn't the best catch out there. Sujin was aware that there were people out there that could offer everything. Meanwhile, all he had to offer was a smile, pearly white teeth, his overall surfer boy looks. And he was nice, kind, honest. But that was about it, he couldn't make expensive gifts or take someone out for fancy dates. But maybe Noel would give him a chance anyways, he hoped so. His lips pursed just a bit when the shorter one was apologizing and it had Sujin lift his hands, as if he tried to symbolized that it was all okay. "She is pretty, but I am really not into the barbie type of girl? You know, it's not really my preference." He shook his head shortly. But Noel? "I think you're very pretty." More compliments never hurt, right?

"A stubborn favorite, maybe?" He had to laugh just a little. "The thing is, I clearly don't know you as good as I like to know you. So when I request something to you, it's just my way to learn about your preferences... and maybe to test my judgement." Again, Sujin was laughing. "So far, my judgement was bad.. because you never once tried something I requested." He noticed with just a bit of a hum, but that was fine to him. "But that also just tells me that you're a strong minded person and isn't it hot to meet someone that knows what they want?" He shook his head shortly. "Nah, I am very well convinced that the special of the day isn't something you like. It would be a bold change from your usual order." His head tilted to the side, just a few strands of his light hair had fallen out of the bun he was wearing, since it was best to keep his hair up and out of his face when he was working as a waiter. Now these strands were falling into his face. "I am glad you enjoy the service, I will let the other waiters know that you appreciate them." He brushed some hair behind his ear. "I mean, my colleague is coming in a bit, if you rather have him sit with you?" He yet had to really see it, that Noel was into him? Because she seemed so collected and maybe Farrah had been fucking with him? Maybe she had fun with setting up a waiter into an awkward situation.

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"oh," the shape of noel's lips mirror the syllable. that... made sense. he seemed the type: to just ask for someone's number. i'd rather sit with you, though -- noel can't help the flush that spreads across her cheeks, already ruddy from the cold. "i--" they let out a tiny laugh and visibly relax. good god. they've never been more relieved in their life. they've also never felt more foolish. hot barista was better than the slimy tactics of past interests. he seemed... sure of himself. comfortable. simple, but in the best way possible. in the way noel always wanted people to be with her.

"i'm sorry. i just thought-- it happens a lot. people asking for my sister's number," noel admits softly and looks into their half empty latte, shy under sujin's (sujin sujin sujin) attention. "my name is noel." like christmas. sujin seemed the type to like christmas. so bright and sweet, though he also seemed the type to thrive during the summer months: freckled, social, and noel can only assume he has the body to match...

"ah, am i your favorite? or simply your most stubborn?" noel teases. easy. easier than he thought it would be to engage with his crush. sujin just had that effect, though. "you always recommend things to me. and i always stick to my order. are you here to convince me to try the special of the day?" to be frank, noel has no idea why sujin is sitting here in the first place. it had to be for business. perhaps the other baristas and waiters had made a bet. noel uncrosses their legs, swings their feet. they can't touch the ground. "i do enjoy the food here. and it's convenient, being so close to the university. it's nice to settle here between classes. the student lounge is dreadful." noel scrunches her nose at the thought. so noisy, and it smelled like college athelete and day old pizza. "i also quite like the service here. you're all very kind." and hot. god, sujin is so so hot. even hotter up close and at eye level.

Without hesitation he would sit down across from them, after all, Noel had allowed him to sit in her presence. But his face, that had formerly been all smiles and teeth, was quickly turning into a confused, maybe even irritated expression. She seemed.. distant, cold even. And he wondered if the blonde had maybe just joked whe setting him up. Was that a rich people thing? "I wasn't going to ask for her number." He didn't even try to hide how confused he was by that cold, distant way Noel was now acting. He never got to actually talk to her, or well, much more than the usual waiter and customer talk. He made her laugh every once in a while and it sounded like the most beautiful thing in the world. So now, he didn't even know why she wasn't happy to have him sit with her, or so it seemed. "I would have asked her, if I wanted her number. I rather sit with you though?"

He scrunched his nose up shortly, hands resting upon the stainless tablecloth. It seemed like Farrah wasn't much of a messy eater. "You come here often, does that mean you actually like our drinks and food? I happen to notice you order mostly similar things, so, if you want, next time you come visit, can I recommend something to you?" Now with the cold start of their conversation, Sujin tried his best to get it flowing, to not sound too weird because now, with her overall behavior, Sujin simply wasn't sure if Farrah had judged the situation right. Maybe Noel didn't consider him like, super hot. "I'm Sujin. Now, if it's not rude, would you tell me your name? Kinda want to know how my favorite guest is called." Maybe his charme would defrost this little conversation? His wide smile was back because even though Noel seemed defensive, maybe she was just as overwhelmed with this little weird situation as he was.

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Tony Curtis and Sidney Poitier The Defiant Ones (1958) dir. Stanley Kramer

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FULL NAME: nolan rafferty SPECIES: lycanthrope GENDER: male (afab) PRONOUNS: he/him  DOB / AGE: march 17th / 235 appears 24 ALIGNMENT: neutral good OCCUPATION: butcher/werewolf hunter DRINK, SMOKE, DRUGS?: sometimes, no, sometimes ORIENTATION: bisexual POSITION:  switch verse  

COUNTENANCE HAIR COLOR / STYLE:  black / short undercut EYE COLOR / STYLE: black /  downturned almond HEIGHT: five feet, eight inches TATTOOS: mark of the wolf on chest PIERCINGS: none NOTICEABLE TRAITS: strong jaw, curved mouth, canines

MENTAL POSITIVE TRAITS: charitable, protective, humble NEGATIVE TRAITS: distant, aloof, unhurried  LIKES: cooking, maths, rabbits DISLIKES: small talk, werewolves, tea

BIOGRAPHY  nolan was raised in a large family of five brothers and four sisters. all were rigorously trained by their mother and father in the art of hunting werewolves. although the last recorded wild wolf of ireland was killed in the late 18th century, it was the rafferty clan who were responsible for the extinction of werewolves in the country. or, so they thought. the raffertys retired from hunting near the start of the 19th century to run a butcher shop full time. the family was well loved and respected in their small town, and revered by those in the business of hunting throughout ireland and beyond. their peace would not last long. in the middle of the night, the entire rafferty clan, which included nolan's infant nieces and nephews, were slaughtered by a being they thought they had vanquished. nolan was the only survivor, but only because the werewolf had chosen him to be. nolan was not only cursed to live without his family, but now bore the curse of the wolf. since then, nolan has moved from place to place, still dedicated to the craft of both butchery and werewolf hunting, all nolan can do is keep his family name reputable. every full moon, nolan must take the shape of a wolf. however, nolan is dedicated to not harming humans and takes his family's oath very seriously. Virtus in arduis -- virtue in hardships.

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the first thing noel wants to do is smile. it's natural at this point. she sees hot blonde barista, she smiles. however, higher level thinking takes hold and he finds himself clearing his throat and sitting up straighter. one leg crossed over the other, noel nods.

"if you'd like. i wouldn't mind." noel has to urge themself not to cry. there's only one reason he'd be approaching them after all this time. "she has a boyfriend." it's blurted out abruptly. not really, but aaron's the only guy she's into, and the only guy noel wants her to date, anyway. "the blonde. my sister. so if you're going to ask for her number, don't." noel takes a small sip of her latte and tells herself that she'll be alright. at least now they knew they weren't his type. it was stupid to think he ever would be, wasn't it? all freckles, suave confidence, and effortless charm-- of course he'd want farrah.

noel loves his siblings. unconditionally and eternally. however, it can be difficult existing in the shadows of a brother and sister who are conventionally (and annoyingly) attractive. he's used to being pulled aside and asked about farrah or serghei rather than himself. it wouldn't be the first time that a crush noticed noel only to get closer to her hot older sister. the frequency does not make it any less heartbreaking. especially since hot barista was her little escape beyond uni. her little secret crush and getaway. now the bubble had popped.

Sujin would lift his gaze from the small computer they had settled behind the counter, just to get the check for one of the tables done. There was a girl approaching him, which had him immediately stop to help her, with whatever she could need. "How can I help you?" His voice deep, smooth, the smile wide and friendly. It was his politest face which he would use whenever talking to guests, which people complimented him on a lot. It brought tips. At first, Sujin seemed to be just a bit confused with the way Farrah was talking not about anything café related, which was pretty much his specialty, working there. Instead he was pointed towards the pretty guest, a regular. By now he knew their order by heart and still, he would try to sell the changing goods to her, wanting the other to taste something new, every once in a while. "Is that so?" Now if Sujin was one thing it was being totally oblivious to being flirted on. He somehow never got it, it flew right over his head. It seemed like he just couldn't tell whenever a person was just being nice or when they were especially nice to him. For whatever reason they may have.

Now Sujin found himself watching Noel from his spot behind the counter, lips slightly pursed while he tried to see what exactly they were doing. "She doesn't seem bad." Actually, noel never gave him the impression that they were bad in any way. She was giving him large smiles and big tips, was polite and even complimented him on his french, which was always a bit of a boost of confidence. Oh if he only knew... He was getting the bill ready for Farrah, appreciating the tip and waving her a goodbye, now that the way was paved. He had noticed Noel, was happy to see them.. and what was wrong about trying conversation when his shift was nearly over and there weren't any other people in his tables. So the tall waiter was soon approaching the table, clearing his throat to get their attention, since their gaze was so focused on the phone.

"Pardon." He smiled at Noel, bowing a bit. "May I take a seat? Since you're all alone, I guess I could keep you a bit of company?" He was pulling the second chair back a bit, ultimately waiting for Noels approval before he would sit down. For until she would tell him to sit, he was just standing behind his chair, brushing long fingers over the backrest of it. "I think your hat looks really nice." Compliments were always a good start, not that he was good at approaching someone. He was naturally charming and flirting and usually, it happened organic. After all, he never even realized when someone was flirting with him. "You are one of my favorite guests." Bold, but maybe that was a better start? And it was no lie, he actually liked to see the petite cutie.

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“My girlishness has sharp teeth.”

— Kristen Orser

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Bang Chan was here

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the making of railway