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1-800-seo · 4 years

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1-800-𝗦𝗘𝖮'𝘀 𖣘 "𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 (𝗨𝗻𝗶)𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲"

- 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗑 𝖸/𝖭

- 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿/𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄/𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽/𝖾2𝗅/𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝖠𝖴

- 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌), 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗒, 𝖽𝗈𝗆!𝗃𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍, 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌

- 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 2984

- 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗄.

doing laundry is absolutely one of your least favourite things in the world beside soggy socks

so you’re in a bad mood as soon as you walk into the campus launderette to say the least

the launderette is empty bar one dude you’d seen around the global technics centre

if you remember rightly he’s a European studies major

odd choice but you do you and all that

now you’re not weird or anything but you have a preference on what type of washing machine you use

I know I know kind of unorthodox

but the old washing machines take 30 mins longer so you’d prefer a newer one

unfortunately the only one left is directly next to this familiar-faced stranger and his laundry

your better judgement is telling you no but your impatience is telling you yes

and so you dump your laundry onto the floor next to the stranger and his and start sorting through for all your whites

your piles mingle a tad as they overlap beside each other like Venn diagrams of assorted underwear and other garments

his consisting of only whites

yours a jumbled mess since you had to wash all of your stuff

in sync you both pick up your washing and put it into the machine

you catch his dark wide eyes as you both straighten up and he lets out an awkward low-voiced giggle

your cheeks immediately flush pink and a bashful smile creeps up to your lips

“you’re from the global centre, right?”

you ask testing the waters

“I am, I’m a European studies major, my name’s Jungkook. I recognise you, you’re in linguistics class right?”

“Yeah, I’m a linguistics major so you’ll mostly see me there, it’s nice to meet you Jungkook”

you say with a smile as your hands fidget with the door handle of the washing machine

“It’s nice to meet you too, I thought I recognised you from somewhere, but it’s because I see you sometimes when I have to do extra credit European language projects. What’s your name?”

he says tilting his head like a curious puppy

“its ______”

you say as you bow to him politely

“Can I ask you something? I have to do a project on European languages and their similarities to others. The professor wants us to speak to outsiders for references so would I be able to collab on a project with you sometime in the future, if it’s not too much to ask?”

he averts his eyes from yours and blushes lightly

“Oh yeah sure, that’s no issue! It’ll be beneficial to me too because the linguistics portion of the course is coming up soon, so it’s a great idea.”

you beam at him

“Could I get your number?”

their is a pause that feels like an eternity between your next words and his last

the cause of this is your mind being far too focused on his wavy dark hair and his clear doe eyes

you snap out of your daze

“yeah totally, one sec”

you pull out your phone from your backpack on top of the washing machine and input his contact name and number as he reads it out

“Thanks for that, it’ll be a big help, let me know when you want to link up” he replies

and with that you had his number and continued on with your washing

21/10 18:32

Jungkook ༄ : not to be accusatory but do you happen to own a pair of RED socks?

You: yes, why do you ask??

Jungkook ༄ : well ALL of my washing seems to be PINK!!

You: just because I own a pair of red socks doesn’t mean it was me 😠

Jungkook ༄ : yes but you were the only one in the launderette when I was there,,

Jungkook ༄ : smh gonna be turning up to class in pink tshirts and and socks, everyone be thinking ive made a new fashion choices when it’s really just because SOMEONE can’t keep their clothes separate from others B/

You: 1) it’s not my fault that my socks decided to migrate to new lands

You: 2) why, are you scared of pink or something? your ego too fragile to wear a ‘woman’s colour’?

You: 3) did you really use a sunglasses sad face emoticon lol

Jungkook ༄ : girl u owe me big time for all these clothes you ruined 😩

Jungkook ༄ : also im not scared of pink I just dont want to be wearing pink shirts to all of my formal events for the next ten years

Jungkook ༄ : and yes im sWaG so my emoticons are sWaG duh

You : ruined? ruINED? RUINED? I did not ruin anything, I simply spiced up your wardrobe boo x

You : oh no he’s a 2012 hype beast 🤦🏻‍♀️

Jungkook ༄ : how dare you call me something so sacreligious as a hypebeast!!

Jungkook ༄ : I am gucci not channel thank you very much

Jungkook ༄ : anyways I gtg write a report, speak soon red socks

Seen ✓

Jungkook was in fact not writing a report

he was planning revenge dun dun dun~~~

his plan was to do the exact same thing you had done to him

but he had to be cunning about it

and so the week went on

he was scrolling through twt when he received a new follower

it was the one and only @_______

and lo and behold their last tweet was “tysm Seokjin oppa for buying me a personal washing machine,, now I can do my most hated thing but at home!!”

hehehe

an idea sprung into kookie’s head

he didn’t have to try and spike your washing at the launderette

he could do it in a place you’d never suspect,, your home

now he only had to find out where you lived

just stalkerish tingz

he had to be lowkey about this

so he decided to ask his best mate and social butterfly of a friend Taehyung whether he knew you

and of course he did lol

“Hell yeah I know where she lives, she had the best party of the whole term, Jimin was so drunk he started chatting himself up in the mirror”

“Damn that sounds like a good time, probs should start going to these parties you invite me to”

“defo should, anyways I’ll tell u as long as you promise not to spread the information or use it for pervy or questionable reasons”

“I promise not to spread it or use it for pervy or questionable reasons”

he replies in monotone voice and his hand on his chest like an oath

and so that was how he acquired your address

simple enough really

and so that’s the events that lead him to be crawling through your dorm window however paused like a deer in headlights at the questionable sounds coming from the room across

he was squatted on the window ledge like spider man, red sock in hand and hood up

it was 9:00pm and your university apartment was supposed to be empty at this time

you had your class on now but he hadn’t accounted for your roommate

hence why he had frozen at the unsavoury sounds echoing round the apartment

low moans and grunts emanated from the room across

dEsGöStEn

he had to get to the kitchen without alerting the dusk time love makers

he could do it if the floor plan was the same as his apartment block and he bet his reputation on that

if he got caught he’d never hear the end of it from his mates and your roommate might even call the campus police if they were spooked enough

and so he clambered through your bedroom window and onto your bed underneath

unmade bed might he add but what did he expect from a uni student

with wide eyes he listened for any noise of suspecting roommates and examined your room

the desk was littered with papers and an oversized lava lamp stood stout in the corner of the room

a lacy bra was hung over your wardrobe handle

he shoved away the idea of you wearing it and continued with his night time plot

slowly and stealthily he crept through the halls of the apartment and out to the kitchen

on the maiden was already a neatly hung load of whites

he’d have to assume it was yours otherwise he’d have to go back to your room to get laundry

he bundled up the clothes and shoved them in the washing machine with the incriminating red sock he’d brought and set it to economy spin

round and round it spun, getting progressively louder as it went

he had to get out of there asap

tip-toeing as he went past the questionable lewd noises, he finally made it to your bedroom

he made one last check to see if he’d left any damage in your room

his eyes fell upon that same bra

damn his manhood making him think predictably

he shoved the thought away and departed

25/10 22:08

You: what in the hell did you do to my washing!!!?!!!

You: unless it was a ghost it HAD TO BE YOU JEON 🤬

Jungkook ༄ : wym I don’t even know where you live 😑

Jungkook ༄ : what’ve you done now?

You: IT HAS TO BE YOU!! SOMEONE FRIGGIN TURNED MY WASHING PINK AND I PROMISE YOU IT WASNT ME

Jungkook ༄ : how would i do that?? I don’t have like magic clothes dyeing skills boo

You: I SWEAR it was you!!

You: what do you want to bet it was u

Jungkook ༄ : I won’t bet anything I’m poor

You: that means you did it!

Jungkook ༄ : if you come with me to Taehyung’s party tomorrow I’ll tell u everything

Jungkook ༄ : but only if you go, that’s the terms of agreement

You: that’s all the incriminating evidence I need!! you basically just admitted to it you know?

You: however for reasons sake I will attend 👀

Jungkook ༄ : see you then red socks x

You: I suppose u will x

time passed quickly and soon it was Taehyung’s party

You’d known Taehyung since middle school however since starting college you hadn’t seen much of him

schedules clashed often so the only time you got to see him was at a good party

nothing wrong with that, you just probably haven’t had a completely sober conversation with him in 2 years

he’s good fun, Taehyung, so you hoped Jungkook wasn’t as much as a killjoy as he’d been this week

his little antics (that you’d yet to figure out) had caused your work uniform to turn bright pink

and thus the ‘pink princess’ nickname at work began

you felt like sharpay, everyone in white, but you pink

you’d quite like to knock Jungkook down a peg after that

and so you made your way to the infamous Taehyung’s party

he welcomed you as you entered the large door of his fraternity house

behind his head of black curls you could see the mess that is a raging college party

young people, at assumably different levels of intoxication, were everywhere

some were stood all the way up the expanse of the stairs even

you looked around and spotted a familiar brunette in the kitchen sat on the large marble counter tops

he’s chatting to some pink haired girl beside him

you stalk up to him like a woman on a mission and jokingly (a little too hard for jokingly) push his shoulders with both hands

he immediately snaps his head round to face you and his eyes widen with shock

“I have a bone to pick with you.” you say as stern as you can

you grab hold a fistful of his black T-shirt and drag him into a side room

once you enter only then do you realise it’s a laundry room

how fitting 👀

you say “Come on, tell me how you did it.” as you cross your arms and glare at him

“Did what?”

“you know what I mean, don’t play dumb with me, how did you turn all of my washing pink, and might I add, my work uniform too!”

“Ohhh that, it was far too easy. You really should keep your windows locked when you’re out.” he says as he laughs, like the whole thing is amusing

“So you’re telling me you broke into my apartment?! How did u know where I live??”

at this point you’re pacing around the room, arms flailing wide at the sudden discovery

“Well, I may or may not have asked Taehyung, and he told me, and then I entered, I did not break into your apartment. Anyway, I didn’t touch anything but the washing machine and I had the lovely experience of being serenaded by your roommate’s sex symphony.”

he made a step forward towards you, almost in a challenging way

“Oh I’ll be having harsh words with him later...” you say as you uncross your arms and put them on your hips.

you stand thinking for a second before it sinks in

“Wait.. what did you hear? You said sex symphony, right?”

“Uh yeah, your roommate was proper going at it with someone. At least he had the decency to do it whilst you were out, I guess.” He chuckled

“Oh my days, that means Hobi must’ve had Hyerim round! Go him I guess, but also ewww”

“Anyways we’ve bounced around the issue enough here, you ruined my clothes and broke into my apartment!” you exclaim backing up against the wall

Jungkook starts to close the gap between you two

“So? What’re you going to do about?”

your back pressed flush with the wall, you start to realise how close he really is

you can see the small freckles that dot the bridge of his nose, the thick eyelashes that frame his eyelids, the totally sinful look in his eyes

like this you start to realise how shockingly handsome he is

no wonder he has a slight reputation in class

you had no idea why he was looking at you this way

“I-I’ll call campus security..” You begin

“Will you really now?” he retorts as he slams his hand into the wall behind you, caging you in

“I w-will” a whisper that falls on deaf ears

before you even register, his lips have attached themselves to yours and you feel his thumb under your jaw

he works his lips against yours and you feel your legs start to tremble

he tastes sweet and robust, like syrup on your tastebuds

you mould into his kiss and then break away, panting for air, wanting more

everything felt so wrong, yet so right at the same time

it was as if your current issue had melted away and the only thing you could focus on was the way he looked at you and how his soft lips felt against yours

“J-Jungkook? What’re we doing?” you asked, a giggle leaving you

you rest your head against chest, clasping at his tshirt

“I couldn’t resist, you’re so hot when you’re angry”

he places a firm kiss against your cheek, takes your hand in his, and leads you back to the party

you couldn’t believe you’d just done that, let him kiss you so easily

but once you let him, it felt so right, like it was supposed to be that way, him lapping you up like a parched man to water

it felt so natural to have his arm round your waist like it was now

the pair of you approached Taehyung, still clutched together

“What happened to you two? I heard _____ went off on one and then you both were missing for ages. And now you both show up all over each other... what went down 👀”

“Well you know, hate and love are both forms of passion.” Jungkook says with a smirk

“excuse me? Assuming I love you? I let you kiss me once and you say it’s love? I’ll show you love” you retort

“Oooh she’s feisty; so you kissed? Damn, things’re moving quickly for you two, one minute Jungkook’s asking me for your address, the next you’re sucking each other’s faces off. I’m one of hell of a wing man, if I do say so myself.”

Taehyung flips an imaginary lock of hair out of his way like a sassy high school cheerleader

You both just laugh, at Taehyung, and because of how crazy it is,

It’s almost like you didn’t know you liked him like that until it smacked you in the face

“Do you want a drink? A beer?” Jungkook asks pouring himself a glass of punch

“That’d be great, thank you” you reply as you realise how much more time you want to spend with this annoying but totally handsome dork of a boy

༄ 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀! ༄

This was just a little fic I wrote a while ago which had formatting errors so I fixed it for y’alI, Hope you enjoyed it ☺️ Let me know what you thought of it and feel free to like and reblog <3

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hollowtreesinhollowwoods · 3 years

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An Invitation

CW: mentions of depression, some mild language like... once, but just so you know uwu

It had been a while since anyone had seen B. They hadn’t come to anything in the past two weeks. Not to lunches, not to parties, not to walks, not video calls--or heck, even just phone calls. They were “busy”, they said.

But A didn’t believe it.

B was a people person. They’d always been a people person. If they had homework to do, they’d arrange a study session with C. C had to reassure A several times that they hadn’t done anything like that in the past two weeks. B’s work life was practically flourishing. They had a huge following and art prints on sale that were sure to sustain them for a while, though they made new ones even still. The latest were even more complicated and beautiful than the ones before, which prompted A to wonder if they’d just become more passionate about their work, but... No matter how many excuses A came up with in their head, something about this didn’t feel right. B had always been a people person.

What had changed?

Staring down at a single message on their phone’s lock screen, A frowned.

B: sorry still busy cant call rn

So they’d been so busy they didn’t have time to talk, taken time to see the phone call, opened up messages and sent that? What if B was just in the bathroom? A’s thoughts argued. What if they’re piled with so much work they’re drowning in it and you’re here begging for the precious time they have free?

A opened up messages, typing and deleting and re-typing messages. This wasn’t like B. They finally settled on something.

A: Still busy?

B: yes sorry

A shifted uncomfortably, wondering how to articulate... then deciding.

A: Can you call me?

A: Even for like five minutes? You’re really worrying me.

B: sorry I really wish I could

A: Fine then. I’ll come over.

B: what? no its okay

B is typing...

B: really lol tbh it’s kept me from getting bored

A is typing...

A: We haven’t seen you in two weeks. I’m gonna bring over food, kay? How about sushi?

B: seriously dont I’ll feel bad A >:P

A’s frown deepened. B had a seriously hard time turning down their favorite food.

A: That settles it.

B is typing...

They powered off their phone, slipping it into their pocket, and grabbing their car keys as they slipped out the door. A was prepared for whatever welcoming they’d receive when they got there. Maybe an annoyed but overly grateful B piled high with commissions or homework or a home project that A had misinterpreted. They doubted that was what they would find, but their mind had no clear picture of what they really thought was going on, other than that it was bad.

They sighed, sitting down in the driver’s seat and starting the engine.

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“B?” A walked in through the garage door. They’d become good enough friends that they knew each other’s combinations, so they’d often come to visit out of the blue... at least, before this.

A didn’t receive any response as they walked in, though. They advanced. “B? You alright? I brought the sushi--” they walked into the kitchen to set it down for a minute, but stopped short in shock. The dishes were nearly overflowing both sides of the sink. Empty cereal boxes and chip bags were stuffed forcefully into the garbage, which itself was in need of emptying. Soggy towels were scattered throughout the area.

In short, the place was a mess.

A turned uneasily towards the hall. On one side was the bathroom, and on the other was their room. A heard a strange noise, and it took them a minute to recognize it as a sniffle. A set the food carefully down beside the door and hurried in.

They nearly tripped over a pile of laundry as they did so. Stumbling to regain their balance, A sniffed, wrinkling their nose. The room smelled musty, like the door had hardly been opened. Laundry piled high in the room, paper plates and plastic utensils sat at the end of their desk, soda cans sat between books and pencils, a single plate of half-eaten pie sat beside their laptop, and B sat in the middle of it all. For a second, their puffy, red, tear-stained face drifted over to look at A’s, but they turned away, silent.

“B, what’s wrong?” A came forward, bewildered. Why didn’t I come sooner? Why didn’t I realize something was up?

B didn’t answer, only turned further away from them, but not before A could see their eyes brim with tears. They took a careful breath through their mouth.

A turned their chair around, taking their shoulders. “B, what the hell happened?”

B couldn’t look them in the eyes. Tears were rolling down their face, their mouth pressed shut, and an involuntary whimper slipped out. They sniffled again, blinking rapidly.

“Please? Please tell me, B... If there’s anything I can do to help...” A felt their own eyes sting, their heart aching from the hurt that B hadn’t told them about this before. Were they a bad friend?

“But it’s stupid,” B rubbed their eyes, shaking their head as their voice trembled. “It’s such a stupid thing... It doesn’t even matter but I’m--”

“B,” A got down on their knees. “It matters to me.”

B sniffled again, grabbing some tissues and wiping their eyes as a sob slipped out. “I just... my dog... yesterday...”

“X? Did he get lost?” A asked. “I can help you--”

“They had to put him down.”

A paused. They thought for a moment. It wasn’t a silly thing, but it definitely wasn’t what they’d expected. B had gotten X a long time ago to help with depression. A hadn’t noticed the absence, but now that B pointed it out, their heart fell. A had never owned any pets, so they had no way of knowing, but...

“I told you it was stupid... I... it’s just he... I’ve had X so long I forgot what it was like being so... like not having... having...” they let out another sob, wiping their eyes feebly with a tissue. “It’s like... losing your best friend... and then you wish you didn’t take the-them for granted and-and you-ou feel so--”

Alone. A knew what that felt like.

B was interrupted as A pulled them up into a hug, wrapping them up tightly and stroking their back with one arm. For a second, B just stood there, but then they crumbled, sobbing into A’s shoulder. When they finally pulled away, A led them out of their room, picking up the food and handing it to B.

“You sit and eat that,” B said, leading them to the couch. “I got the dragon roll... hope that’s still your favorite,” they said, wiping their own tears away and taking a deep breath. “I’m gonna tidy up.”

“A, you don’t have to do my chores--”

“B, I want to help. And you need it. Now you sit and eat and don’t worry about a thing. I’ll make you some tea, too. You want some tea?”

B sniffled, but offered a small nod after a moment.

“Alright,” A said, smiling and nodding back.

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“B, you know I’d move mountains if it meant it would make you feel better?” A said, pulling them closer. They wiped a tear from their face with their thumb. The sound of the dish washer and the laundry machine formed a rhythm, and the room was chilly from the windows A had opened to get fresh air flowing.

B didn’t respond at first, merely sipping their raspberry tea and sniffling again.

A lightly squeezed B’s shoulder, and they looked up. After a minute, they responded reluctantly, their eyes looking down at the floor. “...mhm...”

“Like... I don’t know, just seeing you every day or getting to see you smile just makes me happy. It makes me so happy when I help you. So please don’t feel guilty for it. You deserve attention and help, too,” A said.

After a long moment, B uttered in a small voice, “...Okay.”

B set their tea down on the table, sighing and resting their head on A’s shoulder. Then, within minutes, they’d slipped off. A laid B’s head carefully on their lap and sighed, stroking their hair and fixing their blanket, dabbing their face gently with a tissue to wipe off the tear tracks.

A listened to their gentle breaths, which occasionally shuddered, then leaned down and planted a chaste kiss on their forehead.

#vent writing #a and b #whump?#drabble #a & b #I do be procrastinating over here lol #who needs good grades I have a whumblr #can we call them whumblrs now...? like tumblr whump accounts?#idk just a thought hidden in the hashtags #fric my spotify ads I don't wanna go to disney world #or fred meyer jewlers #or the state farm s o ng s #author might have maybe cried while writing this maybe uhh-

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ellygoesnyooom · 6 years

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RFA + Minor Trio having to 'save' MC from a cockroach? I saw one earlier today and died inside ;~;

I am blessed to have never seen a cockroach in my home. Of course, now I’m going to be jinxed, but whatever lol. I hope you killed it, or someone did! Those creatures are gross >~i really need to set an alarm to post heck anyways, I hope you enjoy this!

Yoosung

It ambushed you in the kitchen

You were grabbing a snack and went to leave but the thing was chilling out in front of the exit

“YOOSUNG! HELP ME!”

You gave the poor boy a heart attack

He dropped everything and ran, heart in his mouth

“MC? What happened?!” You were standing on a chair as it crawled towards you

Mutely, you pointed to the little bug

Oh no

Honestly, he wanted to do the same thing;;;

But, he has to be a man for you!

He grabs a wad of paper towel and gingerly approaches the bug, eyeing it up before dropping the paper towel on top of it and using his shoe to smoosh it

No way he was using his hand nuh uh

He was very proud of himself and helped you down from the chair, hugging you tight

“Don’t worry, MC! LOLOL warrior Superman Yoosung will save you from the bugs!”

Zen

The bug found you in the bedroom

You were folding laundry and straightening up when you moved the laundry basket and a little bug zipped out

At first, you didn’t know what it was, and thought it was just a normal bug

NOPE YOU WERE W R O N G

You have never ran quicker in your life to stand up on the bed

Zen wasn’t home, but there it was, eyeing you up with those beady little eyes as you stood atop the bed, low key terrified

You weren’t sure how long you sat there, but it seemed like forever

When you heard the door open and Zen called out his usual greeting, you yelled for him, relieved

“Zen, please help me!” You heard a thump and a curse before he zipped through to the bedroom

“What’s wrong, MC? Why are you up on the bed? Are you okay?”

You just shook your head, and tried to tell him the cockroach was in front of him

But he took a step forward and successfully squished the bug before you were finished

Welp

“Well… never mind.” You just got off the bed and gave him a peck on the lips before leaving the room

But then you popped back in. “Zen? What was that thump from before?” “Oh, I accidentally ran into the coffee table, haha.”

“You dork.”

Jaehee

She was visiting you in your apartment and you two were sitting in the living room chatting

You went to get up and turn the tv on when you saw something move out of the corner of your eye

It wasn’t Jaehee, and you weren’t quite sure what it was, but you shrugged it off and grabbed the remote before sitting back down

“Um, MC? There’s a cockroach on the coffee table.”

Jaehee noticed before you, and when you finally saw, you screeched, scrambling to get as far away as you could without leaving the room

“MC? What are you doing? Go get a paper towel to kill it!” You were frozen in fear and didn’t respond

Momma Baehee to the rescue

She sighed, getting up and disappearing into the kitchen as you squealed about it moving

She got back and walked right up to the disgusting little creature and squashed it

You finally relaxed when she threw the paper towel away and wrapped your arms around her

“Thanks, Jaehee~ you saved me!” cue her face getting all blushy bc she is embarrassed aWE

She just goes back to the couch and turns on the tv, trying to hide her blush sdkjsheis

Jumin

When you screamed, he came running

You were pressed to the wall as a cockroach chilled out on the floor in front of you

It was slowly crawling towards you and you were whimpering, cornered

Oh, just a bug? Simple fix

He just gave you a little grin before walking away

You were going to yell at him for doing that, and started to

But he returned with a roll of paper towel

Oops

You watched as he wadded a few of the pieces up and squashed the bug, folding the newly dead insect into the wad and leaving to throw it away

When he returned without the paper towels, you were shaking, so he came over to you

“Would you like a hug, MC?” You just nodded, and he engulfed you in his arms

“Please don’t worry, my dear. I’ll save you from all of the bugs in the world if I need to. Don’t be scared.”

707/Saeyoung

He was with Saeran when you found the bug in his office while cleaning

You used to find them a lot when you first moved in with him and became more or less desensitized to them, but since you started to keep it clean on a daily basis, the bugs disappeared, along with that desensitization

Until then

You let out a screech when you moved a pile of garbage and the bug crawled out

“Seven! Cockroach! Help!”

You sometimes called out cockroach when you saw Vanderwood because seven told you to lol so he didn’t really worry too much, yelling out to tell him hi

“No, Seven! Please! Help me!” Saeran practically shoved Saeyoung towards his office

When he saw the bug, a shrill scream left the boy’s lips and he ran out

Welp there goes your hero

Saeran didn’t quite care, so he had to come in and kill it for the two of you

He has never hated the both of you more than in that moment, when neither of you could kill a bug

He was working on a painting when you called for him to help you

You sounded desperate, which scared the poor man

He ran to you, finding you sitting on the counter of the bathroom, staring down at the little moving bug on the tile below

“Oh, a cockroach? How on earth did this get in here? Hold on, MC, I’ll take care of it! Please don’t move from there, okay?” What a little cinnamon roll aH

He reached over to the toilet paper and unrolled a bit, wadding the paper up and hovering it over the unsuspecting critter

He gave you a little grin before pressing down, successfully killing the bug

You let out a sigh of relief and smiled at him

“Thank you, V!”

He flushed the toilet paper down the toilet and helped you down from the counter, giving you a tight hug

“I will always save you, MC. Don’t forget that.” He gave you a little kiss on the tip of your nose before returning back to his work

Saeran

When you yelled out, his mind immediately went to worst-case scenarios

Kidnappers? Murder? Were the Believers finally coming to get him for abandoning Mint Eye?

He ran to you, and stopped dead in his tracks

You were in the corner with tears streaming down your face

“MC? What the hell?”

You just pointed to the bug, and he rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, it’s just a bug. Not a big deal.”

“S-save me, Saeran, please?” Your lip quivered, and he stared you down before heaving a sigh and going for the paper towel

He bent down by the bug, dramatically lowering the towel while his eyes were locked with yours until he smashed it

“All gone. Want to see?” “Ew, no thank you.”

You were still sniffling, and he didn’t quite know what to do, so he offered the one thing he knew comforted him

“Ah.. well, do you want ice cream? That makes me feel better.” “Yeah, thank you, Saeran.”

Vanderwood

He was terrified when you let out a cry of his name

Given his past with the agency, he was always a bit nervous, especially when someone screamed

So, he went to find you

And when he did, he rolled his eyes and nearly turned right back around

You were standing on a chair in the middle of the kitchen as a bug skittered around below

“Vanderwood! Kill it kill it kill it!”

“It’s just a bug it isn’t going to kill you.” “Yes it is! Kill it, please?”

He didn’t like the fact that there was a bug in here, but it was just that: a bug. He didn’t think you should have been that scared

But, if you weren’t going to kill it, he had to

He acted like it was a big chore to wad up the paper and smash the bug, dragging his feet to the garbage can before getting out cleaner and a sponge and handing it to you

“Make sure there isn’t any bug guts on the ground, please. I’m going to get back to what I was doing, if you don’t mind.”

He turned on his heel and stalked out of the room, barely responding to your thank you

secretly he had a smile on his face because you looked so cute and loved the feeling of saving you lol what a softie

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haha here we go again

there's a lot of dumb ranting and 3 days worth of logs and a dream in here so im gonna spare evryone’s dashboard and just put it all under the cut.

tw bad memories, talk of unhealthy relations with food, and dreams about dead animals

I realized I kind of entirely forgot to write about what I did yesterday? I kind of did a lot. I know my mom wanted to work on getting tile laid out in front of her bathroom, so we worked together to scrub the concrete and wipe up all the dirt and dust and whatever was under the carpet and remove some of the nails in the floor and bring up a spiky metal strip between the bathroom door and where the carpet was. The other main thing I remember is deciding to continue work on my dress, sewing up the outer bodice, checking that the bodice and lining would fit together, deciding I’d rather have no different colored front panel, and working on the circle skirt. At first I tried cutting the fabric on my bed, but it wasn’t big enough and too lumpy. I contemplated asking my friends if I could borrow their dining table, but I ended up clearing off my own. After I traced and was in the middle of pinning, I accidentally knocked over a glass bowl that I had set on the chair. My mom heard it from the other room and had me come to her room to tell her what it was. She got angry at me, which I thought was fuckin stupid if it was an accident, but after some reflection while cleaning up the glass pieces, I kind of understood why. Mostly I got a little upset about 2 ceramic pieces I made during school breaking a little from the drop. One was a mushroom house from middle school that always makes me remember feeling like an asshole during peer review when I told my person to smooth their project more because I didn’t know “no improvement needed” was an option until I got back to my desk and saw my person saying it was good in all categories because everyone thought my project was great for some reason. The other was a bunch of flowers on a circle. It was the last project we did before quarantine hit, I think. That one is in less tough shape, just a couple flowers knocked off and a chip on one of them. They can both be glued back together, I guess. Then my mom called me back into her room to listen to her talk about wanting to eat huge amounts of food, because she’s clinically depressed with BPD and PTSD and DID and several other acronyms and her favorite coping mechanism is food, but her doctor put her on a diet so she can get her knees replaced, but recently she’s been getting into a zone where she talks about wanting to eat entire cakes and pizzas and buckets of kfc and a gallon of queso or whatever the fuck and she goes “doesn’t that sound GOOD?” And I have to laugh along and say “haha no that sounds bad actually” and get her a piece of ham or something. And every time she goes on her spiel the only thing I can think of is the greedy from the raggedy Ann and Andy musical. It’s just this horrible undulating orange blob that eats everything in sight and seeing it for the first time just made me think of mom and it made me very uncomfortable, with all the orange goo and hurling noises. Also reminds me of this horrible video game boss fight where it’s the apocalypse and a fat lady on a scooter took over the buffet and eats so much during her boss fight, during the defeat cutscene she projectile vomits everywhere and dies. My brother Greg showed me that thinking it was funny. I hated it, and I still do. He showed me a lot of things he thought were funny as a shitty little kid, and I remember several of them being very upsetting. It’s ok. I don’t want to dwell on it. But after cleaning the glass and talking to mom I brought my fabric to my room and called it a night. Oh wait my dad also helped me with some paperwork my coworker handed me so I could get on the payroll.

Today I woke up differently than I have in a long time. I set an alarm for 10 am so I could be at work by 11, but I woke up at 9 from a heavy sleep with dreams about hanging out with my friend in my room, worrying about my dirty house. I wanted to sleep longer, so I got up at 10 to have breakfast and get ready. I spent my shift changing the price tags all around the store, making everything more expensive. I’m gonna work again on Tuesday where I’ll learn how to use the register. I hope I don’t fuk it up, but I have a couple days to relax until then. Maybe I’ll work on my dress. My friends all want to go to prom together, so my new deadline will be March 2nd or a little before. I still need to buy a ticket, but I don’t have access to the link to buy one :( bleh I’m too tired right now to worry about this shit. I only worked 4 hours again today, but after I got home I felt like I could have worked longer if they gave me something else to do. The only price tags left to change were a bunch of grills and stuff I don’t know about but I don’t know if they had any other work for my to do. But I’m glad I went home tho because I was hungry and my feet hurt from standing lol. I did laundry and made myself dinner and washed my hair and drew a little bit and made the table and tbh the pacing of today has been so weird I don’t remember everything. It’s only 1am but I think I’m just gonna go to bed. my friends started talking about going to prom, and I really want to join them, but I can't figure out where/how to buy a ticket. my brain started being really mean to me, syaing that I was being annoying and pushy and that they didnt want me at prom for some reason, so I low-key almost made myself cry until my friend offered to let me be their platonic date since their partner couldn't go.

last night I had a dream about a hard video game where when you played it, the black shadow enemies would fight you in real life, and one of them left imprints on my arm in the shape of lego bricks. they could only attack you so long as you played the game, and they tried to capture people and you were supposed to save them. I decided it was my time to play, and I walked into my garage that had turned into a cave with bat-people fused into the wall. I paid them no mind as I rescued a girl who was my irl brother, grabbing her hand and pulling her into another versoin of my garage which was uncorrupted and normal looking. she thanked me, and I said it was no problem. then I tricked her, telling her not to trust so easily, as I became one of the shadow enemies and engulfed her in a black sack, trapping her and leaving the room. I came back a couple minutes later, letting him free (now my brain told me he was my brother) telling him I just wanted to know if I was capable of tricking him, and didnt actually want to kill him or whatever. another big chunk of my dream was taken up by me, my sister, and my dad visiting a run down petting zoo/gamestop. the petting zoo barn was very dark with low ceilings with lots of rabbits and pigs and hay. one of us accidentally killed either a pig or a tiger right next to the exit door, and I had to slink around the gamester trying to distract the owner and keep him from going in the barn and escaping at the same time. I dont remember how it ended, other than me waking up with a sore throat from breathing so deeply through my nose. I had slept on my stomach wit my pillow in my face so I could hardly breathe, and even after I woke up I felt like I wasnt getting enough air. I HATE that feeling, I always felt like I was suffocating in middle school for some reason. I thinkk somethings wrong with my airway but im not gonna do anything about it. im gonna continue to spend 80% of my day laying down so my resting heart rate and breathing speed is slower than an goddamn sloth. whatever.

right now as im laying in bed typing this I feel utterly unpoductive but I KNOW I did SOME shit today. but yeah mostly I relaxed. I worked on my dress, removing and replacing the blue front panel. I lost my exacto knife somewhere so I went to dollar tree to get a knockoff, along with snacks for mom and my sister. the blades aren't as sharp as exacto, but I still know where the name brands blades are so maybe Ill try and see if they're compatible. when I open the package everything was oily and gross, so I washed everything off with soap and water before I used them to cut the threads of the panel seams. I could have used my seam ripper but I wanted to get a replacement craft knife anyway. its kinda neat that it came with 6 different shaped blades for different crafts :) but uhh I also cut out the other half of the circle skirt of the dress, and I have a bunch of extra fabric left over. probably enough to make a whole other bodess if I wanted too. I used my sewing machine to attach the new front panel, and I was hoping to get more sewing done tonight, but when I asked my sister if it was ok for me to use my sewing machine (it right next to the wall between our rooms so she can hear it from there) she said she was going to bed soon so I just attatched the front panel and called it a night. so that kinda sucked. I still have another day tomorrow before I have to work again, and I can still work on my dress on Tuesday after work. idk why my brain thinks that one 4 hour shift is gonna take up my entire day lmao. I just have to get the whole thing done by may 2nd. GOD that reminds me, im gonna be so busy next month. I have six events back to back happening like every other day, plus work. oof. I'll have to let my boss know, but idk If that's gonna make him mad. I've already got pretty comfortable with the lady in charge of the garden center who’s taken lead position while the manager is on vacation, but I dont think I;ll every understand my boss. he’s a sarcastic busy old man and NOT AT ALL approachable. whatever. really the only other tings I did today were drink a shit ton of water play harvest moon, spend too much time on tiktok, and sraw a couple dum things for my friends’ princess au. I fucking HATE the drawing I did for Anna, so I designed her a secondary outfit more inspired by sky pirate bohemian vibes, since she rules over the floating islands. idk if I'll replace her old outfit with the new one in the lineup or just re-draw her old one with better shapes and composition and match the style better or what. I just need it changed eventually becasuse it looks like ass. tbh now that ve taken a little bit of time away from the princess au, there are a couple designs im not 100% satisfied with. but I know that if I go back and make them more detailed or whatever the’ll be more of a hassle to draw and aslkdfhalksdf I dont know anymore. I'm still tied up about color pallets and trying to give everyone a distinct color, and im a little upset it doesn't quite work, and FUCK dude the edgy one’s lore and character are weird and I kind of want to revise it to make it a little nicer but its not my character and I need to stop shoving my dirty little mitts into everyone’s ocs and AHAGHRGHGARGHHG idk man. her power is necromancy and she has a skeleton army, which I think I kinda cool, but I also think it would be neat if her powers extended beyond just that to communing with the dead, helping them find rest, and THEN maybe it can branch into helping fallen soldiers fight again to help them with unfinished buisness. and then if she goes feral and starts abusing her powers, she ignores all the communication and concent with the dead and instead magically rips them from thr ground to do her bidding and they’re uncontrollable and violent and aimless, just like her mind slipping from the magical blight infecting her. idk man we’re till working on a lot of lore. her concept could be SO COOL with just that little bit of extra thought, but so far it’s just MY POWER IS DEATH IM SO EDGY. ugh I know its fuckin rude to bash your friends oc ideas and I might be too overbearing and controlling of this au but dammit im tired and im mean sometimes and my ego is through the goddamn roof and im so sexy and im always right and my meat is huge. ah shit I rpomised my friend I would help her with character design for the dead king but I was busy when she firat asked me and now im not busy but im not doing it ugh. im just frustrated right now because I spent wayyyy to fuckin long just laying in bed watching tikotks and youtube and playing harvest moon an doing jack shit all day. but hey at least I attempted to get a new social security card again today. and them promptly gave up when they said my adress was invalid. again. I feel like im in an uncomfortable medium between having no plans and worrying about the future and having too many plans all the time oh my god. ive been so focused on getting a job and then having a job and making this dress I completely forgot about college shit. thankfully there's no hard deadlines coming up that I haven't already finished. whatever I dont really want to worry about all this hit right now, im just gonna take it one day at a time. (haha it feels like my angel oc just stepped in. how nice of him :) )

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #April 2021 daily #2021 daily

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