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After a long-ish wait, I present to you: Phoebus’ first ask meme! I tried to find one based on the results of the quick mini poll I posted earlier in the week here so I hope what I picked works for you guys! As a reminder, here are the general rules for ask memes (as stated in our Student Handbook):

— The original meme post can only be reblogged within one (1) week of it being posted! By reblogging this post, you are letting other members know that it is okay to send you one of the memes/prompts/etc. If you want to participate in this meme, please make sure you reblog it before 11:59 PM EST on March 11th! — Replies to the meme can only be answered and posted to the dash within one (1) month of the date that the meme was posted on. If you still have ask memes to answer one month from now (April 4th), unfortunately, you can no longer post them onto the dash to prevent confusion with other memes that may be circulating at the time. Hopefully by doing this, it’ll encourage members to not let replies sitting too long! You are free, however, to respond to an ask meme privately if the message was not sent on anon or even turn the meme into a starter instead. — Try to send everyone who reblogs the original meme post an ask, especially if you reblogged the post from another member! We want to make sure everyone gets to participate and that everyone feels included. Remember: send what you want to receive!

So without further ado, our first meme is below the cut!

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pbsseohyun:

meetings and conversations with jun were always a bit of a battle for seohyun. on the one hand, he was a kind soul, a gentle person that liked to avoid conflict as much as possible and definitely not the type to turn nasty or hateful. however, the other male seemed to bring out the worst in the fine arts major, something about his entire being was something seohyun couldn’t help but despise. the arrogant air he carried himself with, the look of superiority in his eyes. on the one hand, it made seohyun want to roll his eyes and take the boy down a notch, on the other hand, it terrified him because he knew he’d never be the type to stand up to anyone, leave alone to someone as powerful and intimidating as jun.

he muttered something under his breath as the boy commented on the last rapport. ‘i don’t recall anything being wrong with last year’s.’ seohyun shot back dryly, trying to hide the nervousness that already started to settle in. 

as soon as the other pulled out his phone he grew wary, watching the other with a skeptical look on his features. seohyun could sense that he already wasn’t going to like what would was going to happen next. he picked up the file the other had pushed back, walking it through purely for the sake of having something to do. he felt awkward standing across from jun, someone who he despised yet who clearly held so much authority over him.

upon hearing the task given to him by the other his head snapped up violently, eyeing jun incredulously. not only had the first rapport taken him a grand amount of work, taking at least twice as long as any of the other financial rapports he had ever written during his time as treasurer, he was also telling seohyun to present it, in front of the entire student council. those were a lot more people than seohyun felt comfortable speaking in front of. ‘excuse me?’ he asked, words laced with disbelief and irritation. 

‘how do you know if anything is wrong with it? it’s not like you even took the effort to read it or to pretend you cared.’ he threw the file back on the table, now folding his free arms in front of his chest. ‘i worked on that for days- i spent all of last night recalculating all of it just to make sure it was all correct and now you tell me you want me to redo all of that?’ his voice was an octave higher than usual and seohyun didn’t know if it was out of frustration or stress. probably both.

‘my schedule is just as swarmed as yours or anyone else’s for that matter, where do you suggest i find the time to redo the entire thing and make a presentation?’ yet he didn’t say no, of course he didn’t say no, seohyun never did. ‘you can’t actually be serious about this.

there’s a certain bitterness tied to his soul. jun was capable of many things, but compassion was never his strongest suit. perhaps seohyun had caught him at a bad time, though that doesn’t explain why he chose to act so unbecoming to his treasurer. seohyun represented to him a side he had never tapped into. he was opposite, in all areas. jun didn’t like that, viewing it as a weakness that should not be evident in a man who yearned for greatness. he didn’t doubt his skills, but he believed being kind could only get you so far. many instances reinforced his beliefs. his younger self was a typical example. 

and look where he was now. ‘you heard me.’ jun answered, albeit cold, calculating. he knew where to push seohyun’s buttons better than seohyun himself, which wasn’t surprising considering he was aware of the male’s distaste towards him. jun wasn’t an asshole on purpose. when seohyun was involved, it was just so easy to turn into one. 

jun’s stare turned challenging. 'i don’t need to read it to know if anything is wrong with it, i just know.’ his voice teetered on the lower register, and he leaned on the headrest of his chair to meet on the same level as his eyeline. though he had a point, the president wasn’t going to let that fact change anything. seohyun’s schedule was probably busier than his own at this point, which was all the power to him, but there was no way he could confidently say that to others in the committee. that didn’t mean seohyun could do the same and people would believe him. 

‘hey, if you did it once, then why not do it again? i trust you have all the resources in the world to create another one.’ then again... forcing him to make another financial report would require more effort on his part since he’d have to read it in it’s entirety. jun clicked his tongue in annoyance.

‘alright, you know what, fine.’ he sighed. ‘forget the report. do the presentation instead, and use the data in the report you have now.’ that would be some load off his chest, but not quite. ‘it’s been a while since you’ve presented anything in front of the student council, so this will be a good opportunity to practise your public speaking skills, which is an area you need improvement on.’ 

jun leaned back and put his hands in his pockets. ‘though, with the way you’re speaking to me right now, i’m surprised to even say that.’ 

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suho for céci april 16 (x)

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pbsnajeong:

strike a pose, @pbsjun !!

she sets out two cups of chamomile and lavender tea, hoping that the herbs will have their desired effect on the two of them. when it comes to najeong’s sleeping habits, it’s often at two extremes– either she. can sleep the whole day away and only manage to leave her bed so she doesn’t starve herself to death, or she struggles to even take a nap, her nerves in complete disarray that she has little control over. most of the time, it’s the latter. she isn’t quite sure what plagues haejun with the same restlessness, but the least she can do is sympathize and attempt to offer her assistance in working through it.

“do you take sugar or honey with your tea? or cream? i don’t have cow’s milk, but i have a coconut cream that’s pretty tasty.” she offers, tiny feet shuffling around her dimmed dorm room in search of the condiments that she listed off. in the end she decides to just bring them all to the table, setting them in the center for haejun to use from as he desires. there’s a brief moment of silence as she swirls a spoonful of honey into her own mug, then using her free hand, she taps at the tablet that she has laying next to her. “i put all of the data from the student polls into a spreadsheet. do you want to go over that now, or would you rather deal with it tomorrow when our minds aren’t so heavy?”

he imagined the following scrawled on his tombstone: here lies kim haejun, timeless, most likely dead from wasting away working on a proposal.

( he slept more than he cared to make an effort in the committee which wasn’t saying much..) 

'sure.’ jun murmured in response to whatever his vice president had mumbled. his thoughts were scattered all over the table like his notes on the laptop, a series of connecting words that he thought could have only been written when he’d been in a trance. no wonder he needed his secretary to relay the entire meeting back to him because his brain hadn’t picked up anything of substance. if it hadn’t been so damn late (or if he wasn’t feeling so washed out) he would have barked at najeong for offering her tea out of all things.

in this situation, warm milk did the job. now maybe if insomnia could be cured with reserve psychology, then jun wouldn’t mind a cup of black coffee. perhaps he needed to try out that theory. he was certainly desperate enough. still, no matter how tasty coconut cream was, he would not be cured. 

alas, jun even has the gall to ask for the time. '4:18, shit.’ he said, taking the opportunity to stretch his arms and legs out. ‘you know what, i work better when i’m in a cranky mood. lets just get it out of the way.’

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cheolphoebus:

cheol is a barista at jun’s favorite coffee shop.

on his off-days, cheol usually either finds an outlet to convert his remaining energy into something productive… or sleep. but since the weather outside was far too nice and warm to be spending it indoors the whole day he decided to drop by a coffee shop in which he works as part-time during weekends. extra cash won’t hurt. perhaps he could use it to buy new pens for the plates he had to work on for the week. his work schedule there was the one most flexible out of all the part-timers; the architecture major earned the manager’s trust and so as random as it was at 1 pm on a sunday, he took on the afternoon shift.

there were only a number of people at the cafe. students were glued onto their laptops typing away at a speed, friends met up for a quick chat, or there were those who just enjoyed their coffee in silence all by themselves. if cheol would come here as a customer today he would have fallen onto the third category. cheol liked the silence along with with the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans dominating the place, with his occasional “hi, what can i get you?” breaking the dead air silence. as it was the turn of the next customer, cheol managed to greet more than just the usual as he recognized the familiar face. “ jun? “

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the coffee shop signified a place of rest for the school president, a slice of his time dedicated to loosing up his demeanor. if phoebus represented a day without touching up his slacks and tie, then the shop was the complete opposite. here, he could finally find an opportunity to relax and let loose. once he entered the establishment, the familiar sound of bells accompanied by the lingering scent of ground coffee beans took on a soothing effect to the knots in his shoulders. he looked at baristas gathering orders from customers while he waited in line, immediately recognising some due to his many visits. 

and they recognised him too. this was his favourite go-to coffee shop so most of the baristas knew his usual order: an americano with milk. every single day, no questions asked. all it took was just a glance at his face and they would start preparing his order to go. 

so when jun was the next person in line, his stare wandered over to the coffee machines, knowing the barista would simply pause, press in his order, and tell him to wait by the side. but he didn’t.

‘cheol? seungcheol?’ jun blinked in surprise. ‘you never told me you work here.’ 

coffee shop sundays.

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exceptionals:

me after doing some impulsive shit that i know im gonna regret later: its called being spontaneous

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pbsseohyun:

@pbsjun

impatiently, seohyun drummed on the armrest of his chair with the pen he was twirling between his slender fingers. he was leaning back in the comfortable chairs of the student government’s office, trying to remain a neutral expression as the meeting seemed to drag on forever. as of lately, it felt as if the meetings started to take up more and more time while at the same time, seohyun’s patience only seemed to decrease. not that he disliked student council, he was very fortunate with his spot as treasurer and he liked having a hand in school affairs, it was very rewarding. it was the current president that was getting the best of his nerves. something about the entire way the other male carried himself rubbed seohyun the wrong way entirely. how he walked around like he owned the place, acting as if he was god’s gift to humanity. no, seohyun didn’t like kim haejun one bit and the feeling clearly seemed to be mutual. 

he snapped out of his thoughts as finally, the male at the head of the table announced that it was the end of the meeting. seohyun had wanted to just get up and leave the office as soon as the words were spoken but he wasn’t so fortunate today, much to his dismay there was some business he had to speak to jun about. 

as the group slowly dwindled down and the other’s started leaving one by one seohyun got up as well, leaning on the table and not bothering to look over at the other boy. he placed his messenger bag on the table, pulling a neat-looking file from it before carelessly tossing it down on the table and pushing it over to jun. ‘it’s last year’s financial report.’ he stated coolly, arms folded in front of his chest as his gaze finally moved to meet the other. ‘i figured you’d want to look it over.’ seohyun wasn’t sure why he was explaining himself, it’s not as if he even owed the other that much. ‘all of last years expenses and revenues are in there and i made up the balance. don’t worry, all numbers have been checked multiple times.’ he continued, motioning at the thick file. seohyun hoped that would be enough information for the younger boy, the last thing he wanted was to spend the rest of his day explaining every single thing to jun, he doubted the president even cared that much. ‘if there is anything you need to know just ask.’ seohyun fiercely wished he wouldn’t. he didn’t know what scenario was worse, the other criticizing his work or having to explain every single point in detail. however, he doubted that jun cared very much, being the pretentious douchebag he was. ‘really, it’s pretty self-explanatory, you should be able to grasp it.’ his words came out dryly and perhaps just a tad more condescending than he had intended but oh well, it was at least honest.

he didn’t know what he’d excepted from yesterday. what he had gotten was spite spilling from his mouth in rapid succession, a temper comparable to a volcano itself. both elements that jun had perfected to control, but meant nothing when unleashed against his father. he could influence an entire school body based on manipulating emotions alone, but his father was an obstacle that he knew would take him years to jump over. perhaps now wasn’t a good time to showcase his desire to do just that. like he said, there were students that hung onto his every word and it wouldn’t be very presidential of him to abandon them in a time of need. 

but then again, holding meetings such as these were always a thorn to his side, always proved to be a nuance if his current mood didn’t allow for animated conversation to pass through his system. today was no such exception, with constant flashbacks to yesterday setting his teeth on edge whenever he could feel himself drifting away from the main agenda. 

one step forward, two steps back. that was always the case when it came to his father. it was hard to compose himself when the vice caught him having a moment within the confines of his mind. he felt eyes creeping on his face and a question directed at him, repeated. twice. 

lung constricted (had he been holding his breath?) and agreed to changes being implemented in accordance to concerns by the food service committee. once he began giving his full attention to the meeting, he heard said chances involved value menus and customer service issues. jun crossed his arms, adding in that they would continue to put forth issues raised by phoebus students. 

but then the meeting goes on for what feels like another eternity until he heard the words ‘meeting adjourned’ and it’s like sweet music to his ears. he sported a smile up until seohyun decided to pass him last year’s financial report.  

‘great. this is unlike the report you gave me the year before that.’ jun murmured, looking over the numbers with sheer boredom. the transactions and statements eased his mind, there was nothing like seeing mostly greens in figures. although he much preferred things relating to finance to be explained in detail, he could immediately sense seohyun going out of his way to act condescending to him now. 

jun exhaled sharply, pushing the file back to his side of the table. he stood up and fished around his pocket for his phone and immediately started to text his secretary while he spoke to the other male. 

‘on second thoughts, make another report. and prepare a presentation detailing both expenses and revenues while you’re at it.’ 

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hey yall i’m bad at intros but i’m really excited to be here! here’s my bio and then my plots, read them if you have a chance! i’m gonna cut to the chase so if you want to plot with my two-faced egotistical bastard please like this post and i’ll skidaddle into your ims :~) (also if you have twitter add my ass @gobaeks x)

the richest bitch tbh

mother is one of the leading actresses in sk, and his father works in producing theatre

which kinda explains why he’s being pressured into the whole acting gig

his mother spoils him rotten with affection among other things and he’s not ashamed to admit that he enjoys the attention since both of his parents are rarely around

once held the title of nation’s little prince to the public for starring in two high-grossing historical movies as the child counterpart of the leading actor

but he wasn’t proud of them nor is now, doesn’t like being asked about either movies

thinks he’s better than everyone else but won’t admit it to ur face

a sweet-talker, silver-tongue, etc, 

also super duper by the books, he has a reputation to hold since becoming president of student government so he’s censoring himself a lot

don’t get on his bad side or else he’ll step all over u and ur family, probably not ur dog tho

behind his mandatory rich kid act, he is a very lonely and insecure soul who just needs a friend 

but instead of having true friends, he just buys them (expensive watches and the like) 

so romantic when he wants to be but truthfully he’s just a #fuccboi

teacher’s petx10000000

did i mention he can sing because boi can he sing

eyesmile for days

honey-like vocals capable of stealing ur girl/boy

all the freshmen love him despite his shady interior 

thats it folks comment and subscribe for more <3 

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Star of the Universe ↳ handsome as always ;;

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When law and morality contradict each other, the citizen has the cruel alternative of either losing his moral sense or losing his respect for the law.

The Law by Bastiat (via statecide)

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dictionary poem xxiii by keaton st. james