#ERR0R: typing...

[a-ikus]

eijiro kirishima who secretly loves it when you come n cry to him, loves when you depend on him like that, when you let him lay you down and pamper you, tucking you under covers while he gets you water and makes you dinner, who brushes his fingers over your skin until your sleeping soundly, who fists his cock in the bed next to you silently thinking about how you looked up at him with those fat tears in your eyes pleading with him to make you feel better, how your bottom lip trembled when you said his name

eijiro kirishima who’s ever the gentleman again the next day, waking you up with breakfast ready and asking you if you’re okay in the gentlest tone

[patrik6090]

Assumptionz

@patrik6090 you love the boyfriends

@pennyroyald wack crayon lady

@mariyoursweetheart loves weed

@importantpeachfury Darth Vader of she was a girl

@hawaii-official I feel like they play those online gambling games

@system-of-cats 's minty idk their probably a Kanye/Ye lover

@manicali has arthritis

@plutowhoops drinks lemonade upside down

@groggle wishes they were a cat

@mango-mentally-ill crunches on ice cream as revenge on the cold

@stargazing-with-friends drinks olive oil and vinegar

@ms-macintosh has a love for rotten onions

@aflairforthemelodramaticc likes hot sauce

@half-fey-freak-of-nature is very pretty

@lunaxio killed birds for fun as a child

@f4y3w00d5 would eat a fake apple made of wax thinking it's real

@decaffeinatedcatkitten would drink their Starbucks order with their mose

@sarrinight takes naps in the bathtub

@asqadia-banthen failed a mental disorder to avoid being killed

@eirxair autism

@losairr Autism

@letmeoutofthebasementplease has gone through 4 different orientations

@illusionsignmisdirecti0n hates all types of meat or cheese in food

@weenietickler vegan

@wyfy-meltdown used to be an Internet scammer

@roeldraws out of touch Thursday is his theme song

@the-rat12 autistic

@err0r-404notfound autistic

@saphi-everything autism cat

@ihavehomework2dobutimhereinstead phrat boy

@gobodegoblin wants to be a mechanic irl

@finla cartography Hyperficiation

@pansexualcake9 used to hold opinions they feel great guilt over

@ibuildblasters natural disaster prepare

@vee1021 has spent over 500 total on mobile games

@enbypalsidk spiders hyperfixition

@watercraver loves orange juice

@mayowayo is an alien from the Andromeda Galaxy

@moongasux Irish

@untitled14360 listens to Ksi's thick of it unionically

@kimisbunny loves the classic sonic games so much she Speedrun them

@sunsickle they are totally a poll or RP blog runner they give those vibes, that or secretly a cooking blog

@durdurdurrrb spends hours a day reading irl books

@im-an-anthusiast is German

@transfem-users eats raw meat even raw Chicken

@uwathebestgirl loves bubble guppies

@yuris-redgreen-drink has a phobia of apples

@the-lonely-detective is gay

@sarah-ankh has/had/will have a Egyptian mythology Hyperficiation in highschool

🤹 crocodile fursona

Girlkisser is hyperactive

Puki anon Pikachu

R.S hey that's m e

The webtoon thing?

[queerautism]

Speaking of vibrant lives in the innerworld that sometimes we can't remember on front: we sometimes get leaks here and there between the two that we can pretty much take as proof that a rich innerworld exists.

A recent example literally from this morning — 🏹🗡 (not his real name lol) ran into someone in headspace playing an instrument that has a lot of nostalgia for some of the folks who have lived in this world for much longer than him. Pretty sure he asked the wrong question about it because the person playing the violin went into a small half-tirade about how we will never go to Juliyard now and how it "isn't the same," to just pick up the instrument randomly again years later. There was a whole practice room there and one of the doors was open and there were like, red curtains and everything and this person stated that they were "at least good at playing," in headspace.

We think 🏹🗡 ran into something he didn't mean to but he was as supportive as he could've been in that situation. :')

But nah, just, we were definitely 100% awake and the leakage between our headspace and frontspace definitely caused some Feelings.

We're fine now but that was Interesting since:

- last time we had that kind of leakage it was Maladia (luxray pokemon gijinka) sewing her own ears onto her head.

- and before that it was some kind of weird graduation ceremony that the current fronter isn't entirely aware of wince they weren't the one who witnessed it.

- we've had accidental discoveries of places like cafes and arboretums when these leakages happen. Err0r and Lily (Inose-Sycamore) pretty much walk around said arboretum when they meet up and also it is Very Purple.

- Everyone pretty much spawns in a the mansion where our frontspace is but even just behind the frontspace and you can't see anything besides that room normally; but we have definitely caught glimpses of Silva walking into a room just to the right of us, just before some hallway, and only god knows what the fuck he does in there sksksksk. So depending on your definition of "headspace" versus "frontspace" that could definitely count

- Did we tell anyone about the graveyard Raymond showed us once? We have two types of dormancy and one us "functionally dead," and the other one us "infirmary," so if you aren't there you aren't dormant. And anyone implying otherwise to us is probably just gonna get an eyeroll from Silva, Raymond, and Norman and probably a scolding from one of the Haileys. Because tbh if the smartest people in our system see you as a dipshit you probably are.

It's always so interesting to hear how other innerworlds work!

[pesterloglog]

Aradia Megido

Act 5, page 2590-2610

FUTURE apocalypseArisen [FAA] 2:16 HOURS FROM NOW opened private transtimeline bulletin board r0ad t0 the und0ing.

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FAA 2:16 HOURS FROM NOW opened memo on board r0ad t0 the und0ing.

FAA: this private b0ard will and has already served as a l0g 0f past events f0r future selves t0 rec0rd and a guide 0f future events f0r past selves t0 f0ll0w

FAA: i d0nt kn0w which half 0f its r0le has been 0r will be m0re imp0rtant

FAA: p0ssibly neither is critical since deviati0n fr0m the c0urse is m0stly imp0ssible and reflecti0n 0n its traversal is c0mpletely irrelevant

FAA: but im typing this anyway

FAA: because im b0red again

PAST apocalypseArisen [PAA] 601 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PAA: and here i was thinking we were finished taking 0rders fr0m v0ices!

PAA: weve 0nly swapped the imperatives 0f the dead with th0se 0f 0ur future selves

PAA: wh0 are als0 dead

FAA: yes it seems that way

PAA: 0h well it was an enj0yable reprieve fr0m fatalism while it lasted

PAA: id nearly managed t0 sav0r it

FAA: an err0r narr0wly av0ided then

FAA: i think we sh0uld refrain fr0m dial0gue in this mem0

FAA: with0ut res0rting t0 bannings 0r absurd exchanges 0f self repudiati0n

PAA: yeah i agree

PAA: i just th0ught id interject that and g0

FAA: 0k

FAA: we will and have already amassed an army t0 c0nfr0nt the black king

FAA: an army c0nsisting 0f 0ur alternate future selves

FAA: each 0ne rer0uted fr0m a d00med 0ffsh00t 0f the alpha timeline

FAA: each given an0ther chance at a c0nstructive influence 0ver the ultimate 0utc0me

FAA: by the way if y0u didnt kn0w already

FAA: a future self returning t0 the past fr0m a d00med timeline will always be slated f0r imminent destructi0n herself

FAA: its 0ne 0f the rules

FAA: and the unf0rtunate reality is

FAA: this will and has already been a mass suicide missi0n

FAA: 0r it w0uld be

FAA: and already w0uld have been

FAA: if we all werent already dead

FAA: 0_0

FAA: m0bilizing 0urselves in such numbers w0uld be required t0 neutralize the kings psychic attacks

FAA: it w0uld take 0ur c0mbined c0ncentrati0n t0 dampen the abilities he inherited fr0m glbg0lyb

FAA: with0ut the cumulative eff0rt 0f 0ur d00med reserves

FAA: with0ut the heightened mental and physical endurance 0f 0ur r0b0tic vessels

FAA: with0ut the untimely demise we all shared bef0re this began

FAA: vict0ry w0uld n0t be p0ssible

FAA: he w0uld kill us all with 0ne dreadful s0und

FAA: i d0nt kn0w if it was just bad luck

FAA: 0r an extensi0n 0f the curse karkat insists he br0ught 0n us

FAA: that lead t0 the incidental and unf0rtuit0us pr0t0typing 0f feferis p0werful lusus

FAA: with0ut which the battle w0uld have p0sed little challenge

FAA: i think

FAA: it was m0re likely just an0ther inevitability

FAA: a pr0duct 0f c0llusi0n between the disparate f0rces at play

FAA: a bargain struck between what skaia kn0ws already and what the g0ds demand up fr0nt

FAA: t0gether they 0rchestrate trials sufficient t0 ensure

FAA: that in 0verc0ming them we w0uld be pr0ven w0rthy

FAA: 0f inheriting THE ULTIMATE REWARD

FAA: ribbit

FAA: wh00ps

FAA: and s0 it w0uld be and has been already

FAA: that while distracted by the c0mbined eff0rts 0f 0ur d00med legi0n

FAA: the king w0uld be aggressed by the 0thers

FAA: and even th0ugh each w0uld be well prepared

FAA: perched 0n the highest rungs 0f their echeladders

FAA: equipped with the best weap0nry grist c0uld build

FAA: versed in the deadliest fraym0tifs b00nd0llars c0uld buy

FAA: even th0ugh the mete0rs fr0m the kings 0wn reck0ning w0uld be turned against him

FAA: and even with 0ne imp0ssibly lucky r0ll 0f the dice at the final m0ment

FAA: we w0uld 0nly narr0wly succeed

FAA: but ultimately

FAA: we w0uld pr0ve 0ur w0rth

FAA: and the reward w0uld be within 0ur reach

FAA: but 0nly m0mentarily

FAA: bef0re we w0uld be able t0 claim it

FAA: we w0uld be interrupted

FAA: by s0mething

FAA: which w0uld be ushered int0 0ur sessi0n by a rift in parad0x space

FAA: a rift which we w0uld determine

FAA: will be 0pened by f0ur members 0f a fledgling species

FAA: wh0 will be playing in an0ther sessi0n 0f the same game that we will and have already played

FAA: their rift will lead t0 the great und0ing

FAA: with0ut necessarily causing it

FAA: n0t directly

FAA: such rifts are themselves supp0sedly benign

FAA: useful even

FAA: they are catal0gued phen0mena within the game itself

FAA: with a pr0vided means 0f creating them

FAA: and a wide range 0f scenari0s f0r which it might be prudent t0 d0 s0

FAA: the incipisphere l0cals have a m0re f0rmal term f0r them

FAA: they typically refer t0 such a rift as

FAA: a scratch

CAA: the direct effects 0f a scratch are limited t0 the sessi0n inv0king it

CAA: we w0uld n0t experience 0r 0bserve th0se effects fr0m 0ur sessi0n

CAA: but we w0uld experience the c0nsequences

CAA: in the f0rm 0f that which prevented us fr0m claiming 0ur reward

CAA: he wh0se hand w0uld be f0rced by the scratch

CAA: t0 emerge fr0m hiding

CAA: but there w0uld be n0 adequate way t0 prepare

CAA: even with all the f0resight at 0ur disp0sal

CAA: f0r a f0e m0re p0werful than the king we will and have already defeated

CAA: f0r a dem0n wh0 is indestructible

CAA: 0mnip0tent

CAA: and enraged

CAA: while the rest 0f the party w0uld absc0nd

CAA: 0ur duplicates w0uld buy us time

CAA: they w0uld all be killed

CAA: again

CAA: all except f0r me

CAA: this is just as well i supp0se

CAA: what w0uld we even d0 with all th0se c0pies anyway

CAA: we w0uld return t0 the site 0f 0ur hatching

CAA: s0 t0 speak

CAA: where we w0uld hide

CAA: amidst a veil depleted by the reck0ning

CAA: and wait

CAA: drifting in the wide 0rbit 0f 0ur s00n t0 be null sessi0n

CAA: banished fr0m the universe we left behind

[neometalpussy]

genuinely n0w i'm having the experience that if i type a normal "o" <- f0r dem0nstrati0n purp0ses. my brain flags it as an err0r. y0u made a mistake in y0ur message girl g0 fix it

typing with the quirk is slipping int0 m0re and m0re places s00n i'll be typing in m0re places with it than n0t. This was always the plan

[a-ikus]

dating 50 year old oliver and not correcting anyone who thinks he's your dad

[gemininomen0n]

i have so many things i want to know 😭

[malsmind]

ERR0R C0DE

a hacker!matt x popular!reader series

by @malsmind & @loser41ifee

[folder/one.exe]

file-warnings: mentions of stalking & obsession

wc: 2.4k

[folder/extension-chapter-2]

english is not my first language!

matt's eyes locked onto yours the second you spotted him, his expression unreadable, a flicker of something dark and intense behind his gaze. he sat alone at a table near the corner, laptop open, fingers resting on the keyboard as if he had been typing just moments before. the blue glow of the screen cast a faint hue on his sharp features, his hoodie slightly oversized, sleeves pushed up just enough to reveal the sleeve of tattoos along one of his forearms. he didn’t look surprised to see you—almost like he had been expecting you.

you hesitated for just a second before walking toward him, placing your bag on the chair opposite his. “hey,” you said with an easy smile, slipping into the seat, watching him closely. he didn’t immediately respond, instead closing his laptop with an audible click and leaning back slightly, studying you.

“hey,” he finally muttered, voice low, almost cautious. his tone didn’t match the way his gaze lingered on you, calculating, as if he was taking in every detail—the way your hair fell over your shoulder, the slight smudging of mascara from the long day, the way your nails tapped absentmindedly against the table.

“so… guess we’re partners now,” you said, tilting your head. “should be fun, right?”

matt huffed a quiet breath, not exactly a laugh, but close enough. “sure.” he sounded skeptical, like he didn’t quite believe you meant it. you noticed how he kept his hands under the table now, as if hiding something—or maybe it was just a habit. he didn’t seem nervous, though. just… guarded.

“okay, wow, so much enthusiasm. you know, for someone who hangs out at parties, you don’t seem like the social type.”

“how do you know i even go to parties?”

“oh, please. your brothers have the same face, you think i wouldn't notice the third one?”

his expression didn’t change much, but you swore you saw the corner of his mouth twitch. “maybe i just don’t like wasting my time.”

“ouch. and here i thought we’d be best friends by the end of this project,” you teased, leaning forward slightly. he tensed, barely, but you caught it. “doubt it,” he said, though there was something else in his voice. amusement? curiosity? you weren’t sure, but it was enough to keep you intrigued.

you reached into your bag, pulling out your notebook. “alright, mystery boy. let’s at least try to get started before you decide you hate working with me.” you flipped to a blank page, glancing up at him. “so, what do you actually do when you’re not at parties looking miserable?”

for the first time, he hesitated. just for a second. then he shrugged. “i’m into IT.”

“IT? that’s it? no hobbies? no fun little secrets?”

“why? you planning on digging into my personal life already?” his tone was light, but there was something underneath it, something careful, like he was watching your reaction closely.

“maybe,” you admitted with a grin. “i like knowing things about people.”

“me too,” he said, and for some reason, that sent a small shiver down your spine. you didn't know, but matt knew everything about you. the way you try to please everyone around you, putting everyone but yourself first, the way that even though you're a social butterfly, you keep almost everything to yourself. what you're going trough, your feelings, anything that made you vunerable. because it had damaged you in the past due to naive decisions you weren't proud of. your coffee order, your favorite perfume that made him go crazy.

he already knew more about you than you thought. more than you’d ever guess.

⩇:⩇⩇

you both settled into a quiet rhythm, the only sounds in the library the soft rustle of pages turning and the occasional tap of keys. matt remained distant, barely acknowledging your presence beyond the bare minimum, while you tried to focus on the project at hand. every now and then, you’d glance up from your notes to find his eyes fixed on you, but as soon as you met his gaze, he’d look away, his lips pressed into a thin line. it was a strange, almost uncomfortable silence between you two, as if there was a lot left unsaid, but neither of you was willing to break the tension.

“so…” you started, trying to break the quiet. “this project is about web security. you’re the IT guy. any ideas where we should start?” matt didn’t immediately answer, his fingers hovering over his laptop’s keyboard. you watched him, noting how he seemed to zone in on his screen, typing something quickly, but not the assignment. it was like he was working on something else entirely.

“matt?” you asked again, leaning over to see what he was doing. he stiffened at your voice, and his hands immediately dropped from the keyboard, closing his laptop slightly as if to hide whatever he was doing. you raised an eyebrow, confused but not pushing it. “what were you working on?”*

he looked at you briefly, his gaze flickering in a way that felt… guarded. “nothing.”

you couldn’t help but chuckle. “come on, that’s not a very convincing answer. you’re literally a genius at this stuff. you don’t just work on ‘nothing.’” you smiled, trying to make it playful, but deep down, you were more curious than you let on.

“it’s… personal.” his voice was quieter, and the edge to his words made it clear he didn’t want to discuss it further. you nodded, sensing the wall he was putting up. he didn’t want you prying, and you knew better than to push too hard right away. still, a part of you wanted to know more—wanted to understand why he acted like this. you refocused on the project, though your mind kept drifting to the oddness of his behavior. you’d known him for all of a few hours, but there was something so strange about the way he carried himself. it wasn’t just that he was quiet; it was the way he was always so closed off, like he was hiding something. something important.

the minutes passed in a steady silence, and the library’s soft hum of chatter made everything feel distant. you were starting to get frustrated with the lack of progress on your end of the project, but matt didn’t seem to care. he was working faster now, typing with purpose, his eyes glued to the screen in a way that made you wonder if he was even aware of his surroundings anymore. finally, you couldn’t take the silence any longer. “matt, you don’t have to tell me everything about yourself, but… at least talk to me a little, okay? we’re partners. i’m not just gonna sit here and pretend you’re not literally right across from me.”

his fingers paused on the keyboard, and for a split second, he looked almost uncomfortable. it was the first time you saw any real emotion from him, something deeper than just annoyance or mild disinterest.

“i don’t have anything to say,” he muttered, a little too quickly, almost defensive. he ran a hand through his hair, avoiding your gaze. “we’re here to do a project. that’s all.” you couldn’t tell if he was being stubborn or genuinely didn’t want to connect. either way, it was clear that there was a lot more to matt than he was willing to show. something about the way he was acting felt off, like he was holding onto a secret he couldn’t share.

you leaned back in your chair, crossing your arms and looking him over. “well, okay. but you know, you could at least talk about the project. we don’t need to be best friends, but it’d be nice if you didn’t act like i’m invisible.”

he didn’t respond right away. his eyes flickered to you for a brief moment, studying you as if trying to decide whether to keep this up or just let it go. you could see him weighing the options in his head before he sighed, quietly enough that you almost missed it.

“sorry.” it was barely a whisper, but it was something. a crack in the wall he had so carefully built around himself.

you smiled, nodding, trying to ease the tension. “it’s okay.”

he didn’t look at you, but his fingers returned to his keyboard, and for the first time since you sat down, you felt like the atmosphere between you two had shifted just a little. still, there was something about him that unsettled you—like he was always one step ahead, like he knew something you didn’t. and for a brief moment, you wondered if he was hiding more than just his thoughts.

but you quickly brushed the thought aside, focusing back on your work. you weren’t going to push him. not yet. not until you knew more. because one thing was certain: matt was hiding something, and you were determined to find out what.

you both worked quietly for another hour, the only sound between you being the soft clicks of matt’s keyboard and the occasional scribble of your pen as you tried to keep up with the project’s outline. it was strange, how easily you fell into this rhythm despite the tension hanging in the air. there were moments when you’d look up and find him already looking at you, his gaze hard to read, but you didn’t mention it. instead, you just kept working, hoping the silence wouldn’t become too overwhelming.

⩇:⩇⩇

finally, matt pushed his laptop away from him with a soft sigh. “we’ve covered most of it,” he said, his voice almost mechanical. “we’ll need to refine some of the sections, but we’re done for today.”

you leaned back in your chair, stretching your arms above your head. “yeah, i think so. this wasn’t so bad, right?” you smiled at him, trying to lighten the mood, but matt’s expression remained neutral. he didn’t look like he was enjoying himself, but he didn’t seem annoyed either. just… quiet. “yeah,” he replied flatly. “i guess.”

you packed up your things slowly, sensing that matt was about to leave without saying much more. as you zipped your bag closed, you glanced at him, trying to find something else to say. something to make the interaction feel more… normal.

“so, uh… this was kind of fun, right? not as bad as you thought?” you asked, attempting a playful tone. but again, he didn’t seem to respond in the way you expected.

“i don’t really do ‘fun.’”

the words hit you a little harder than you expected, though you tried to shrug it off with a small laugh. “right. i guess you’re a little too serious for fun. no wonder you’re always the quiet one at the parties.” you tried to make it sound like a joke, but matt didn’t laugh. he just stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder with a quick movement.

“i go to the parties because my brothers make me,” he said quietly, his back already turned to you as he headed for the door. “doesn’t mean i have to enjoy them.”

you felt a pang of curiosity, but you didn’t push him. you stood up as well, gathering your things with one last look at the boy who was now halfway to the exit. there was something about the way he talked, something in the way he kept his distance that made you want to know more.

“well,” you said, a little softer this time. “i guess i’ll see you in class, matt.” he didn’t turn around, but you caught the faintest nod as he walked out of the library without another word. you lingered for a moment, your mind racing with the things you didn’t understand. why was he so distant? why was he so closed off?

shaking your head, you walked out of the library yourself, the noise of the campus slowly enveloping you as you headed toward the parking lot. your friends were probably waiting for you, eager to head to the next party or wherever else the night would take you. but something about matt’s quiet demeanor kept nagging at you. you didn’t know why, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to him than he was letting on. and for some reason, you felt determined to find out what that was. as you got into your car, you glanced at your phone, your group chat lighting up with messages from your friends about the weekend’s plans. you shot off a few replies before leaning back in the seat, your thoughts drifting back to matt.

you had a feeling this wasn’t the last time you’d be wondering about him.

[MATT’S POV]

the day ended quietly. matt got home, feeling the familiar weight of his own thoughts press down on him. his brothers, nick and chris, were sprawled out on the couch, watching tv and laughing about whatever it was they were laughing about. he knew they wanted to talk about the project, but he wasn’t in the mood. not tonight.

he tossed his bag on his bed and sat at his desk, opening his laptop once more. this time, though, it wasn’t the project he worked on with you. he was pulled into the familiar web of his other world—the one where he controlled every piece of data, where he could see everything and everyone, and no one ever knew it.

his fingers moved quickly over the keyboard, opening a terminal window, his mind racing through code as he pulled up a few key pieces of information. photos, social media accounts. you. y/n. he didn’t mean to keep track of you. didn’t mean to follow you like he had. it had started as a curiosity. and then, it became something more. he didn’t want to admit it, even to himself, but he knew a little too much about you—more than he should. and now, when he saw you, when he heard your laugh and felt the warmth of your presence, it was almost like something inside him stirred.

he quickly shut the laptop, running a hand through his hair. this wasn’t supposed to happen. he wasn’t supposed to care. he was supposed to stay in the background, hidden, always just on the edge of the noise. but now… now he couldn’t stop wondering how long he could keep pretending. how long he could keep avoiding the fact that you had noticed him, the fact he got paired with you out of all people, dangerously treading on thin ice because of the fact he was in some way obsessed with you.

he turned off the lights and climbed into bed, his mind still buzzing with thoughts of you. there was no going back now. he knew that much.

but matt couldn't sleep... (contains smut)

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws <3

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[nobodys-reblogs]

LMAOO I submit myself for study questions

I actually have a lot of people I want to tag for this one so HERE WE GO

@dustsansm1 x2 red/plonk /platonic

@absurdumsid x2 pink (YOUR BRAND!!!) but also yellow because I think you’re going to drop a really angsty idea one day and make me brainrot so so bad SDGHDS

@rushin-safire green because we’d get caught and go to jail together and that’d be fun I think (I have a musical number prepared for being in jail) but on the off chance we succeed that’s one less of my enemies in da world

@thelunarsystemwrites plonk :^) /platonic

@ant1quarian hiii hope this tag is ok (your answer is ourple AND green)

@spookyboris2 YOUUU your drawings on nacho’s latest whiteboard WERE SO COOL, I’M SO INTRIGUED BY YOUR ERROR KILLER (your answer is PINK!)

@meimeikyu PINK and orange!!!

@xcross2 I keep typing in your main @ and it’s still not working, so rp blog it is 😅 (your color is blue :^D start running)

@plinkcat-gif ourple (you’re so cool, seeing the cw x dt parallels put MANY ideas into my head) and platonic plonk for having a Markiplier pfp

@systematic-err0r pinkkkkk

no pressure to reply with a color or at all!! lmk if any of y’all don’t wanna play tag games :^)

mutuals ask game

[thewertsearch]

Aradia hopped into the Time Vortex as a sprite - but the version of her that emerged is rendered in a less symbolic manner. 

The end of the session is a big deal, so Aradia dressed for the occasion. 

FUTURE apocalypseArisen [FAA] 2:16 HOURS FROM NOW opened private transtimeline bulletin board r0ad t0 the und0ing.

Aradia refers to the result of her plan as the Undoing.

This is an event which accompanies the destruction of the universe, and is likely triggered by Snowman’s death. Aradia is still a puppet, and there is now no question whatsoever as to her puppeteer's intentions. 

They’re trying to summon Lord English.  

FAA: this private b0ard will and has already served as a l0g 0f past events f0r future selves t0 rec0rd and a guide 0f future events f0r past selves t0 f0ll0w FAA: i d0nt kn0w which half 0f its r0le has been 0r will be m0re imp0rtant FAA: p0ssibly neither is critical since deviati0n fr0m the c0urse is m0stly imp0ssible and reflecti0n 0n its traversal is c0mpletely irrelevant FAA: but im typing this anyway FAA: because im b0red again

Aradia’s dry wit is always a hoot. She’s still mostly emotionless here, even though we know her robot body is capable of having feelings. 

Maybe Aradia was never as void of personality as she was pretending to be. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was partially an act - a way to detach herself from the grim reality of her situation. 

PAST apocalypseArisen [PAA] 601 HOURS AGO responded to memo. PAA: and here i was thinking we were finished taking 0rders fr0m v0ices!

If the Voices were Horrorterrors, she couldn’t leave them behind by entering a session that they’re part of. We’re looking for an entity located outside the session, who has a vested interest in ending the universe. 

There is basically no chance whatsoever that the culprit isn't Doc Scratch. 

PAA: weve 0nly swapped the imperatives 0f the dead with th0se 0f 0ur future selves PAA: wh0 are als0 dead FAA: yes it seems that way PAA: 0h well it was an enj0yable reprieve fr0m fatalism while it lasted PAA: id nearly managed t0 sav0r it FAA: an err0r narr0wly av0ided then

Aradia’s manipulation is, at this point, completely artificial. The Voices are gone, but Homestuck’s own predestination system has kicked in, ‘forcing’ her to perform certain actions. 

I’ve talked before about how predestination in Homestuck seems to serve the game’s ends, at the expense of its Players - but why would Sgrub want to cause the Undoing? It sent a group of Exiles to rebuild civilization on Alternia, so I don’t know why it would want the planet destroyed. 

This particular instance of predestination seems to benefit Doc Scratch, at the game’s expense. Sgrub might not be the only entity that can twist fate to suit its own ends. 

[chittapornswife]

Theatre!Jungwoo AU

ok this was so long but it’s the first headcanon i ever wrote & i know i should've made it into a drabble or scenario or something else but bullet form lolol buuut i hope y’all like it even tho it’s high-key a mess like jungwoo’s greasy-looking hair in this gif 😪💘 also my mood for 2/3 of it was this hindi song i’ve been loving:) hope y’all enjoy!! this is super bizarre at the start btw lolol

genre: fluffwoo word count: 5.1K (o0ps, yikes) type: jungwoo x reader

summary: Where you somewhat force Jungwoo to take on a play your college theatre group is doing and find yourself falling for him.

Theatre Jungwoo.... wouldn’t even have started theatre if it wasn't for you 

He’d be the type to act like the cutest thing alive but then.... be bored in a couple of seconds.

he’d also be the shyest person in the world once you first met him??

like with all of his guy friends he would be mature yet cutesy and would be the biggest flirt like, “doyoung hyung, if u were a girl id marry u the moment i first laid eyes on u. Or you know.. we could still..... ;))) ”

but the moment he meets someone new his brain goes, “erR0r ERR0r, unKnoWN spECimeN, unKnoWN spECimeN !!!! then he retracts into his shell and is like “oh.... hi.... he... he... um... hi.. he. he.” 

everyone knows him as the least to look crazy but is because of his never-ending switches in personality.

meanwhile his whole university thinks he's like that one adorable shy guy that no one can ever get to know fully because he's too reclusive.

but they don't know about the real jungwoo and don't really try hard enough to get to know him.

until one day your friend and also head of the theatre club Johnny is like, “yo can you guys ask some people in your classes if they’d be interested in joining this year’s production? tell em we’ll be supplying free food for 90% of the time we’re together.” to you and the other theatre geeks.

Johnny goes as far as telling you guys to introduce the school play before your class starts to all 150 ppl that sit during lectures.... yea..... ok... no biggie at all..... you’re not already sweating just thinking about it.....

but you instead decide to just hand out flyers at the end of class because yes you’ll still have to see everyone but it’ll be better than all those hawk eyes watching and scrutinizing every movement of yours.

so the next day comes and you’ve got the flyers and your mini promoting speech ready and are feeling confident as hell plus you’re wearing a cute outfit and all.

you go to class and you remember that your theatre friend, Jaehyun is in this class as well so you feel a lil relieved and you sit beside him during the lecture. 

Meanwhile Jungwoo’s focused on the lesson behind you guys but keeps getting distracted from your light giggling and Jaehyun’s not so light flirty jokes.

he thinks y'all have some type of thing and is hella pissed like “uh ok??? thats cute and all but I'm tryna learn???” 

of course he's too shy to say anything so he just sits there all passive aggressive, fuming silently and subtly trying to tell you guys to shut up by clacking his pen and tapping his feet.

he ends up annoying the ppl who are sitting around him and they shush him so he stops and sends apologetic looks with a blush on his cheeks but still furious inside.

because they caught him and not u????

soon the lecture’s done and you and Jaehyun decide to take one exit door each and are passing out flyers, smiling and spreading good words and some people seem to be actually interested? More than you had expected would be.

Jungwoo makes sure to stay behind so he can get the last word with you and also because he's too shy to speak up with everyone else around watching.

You’re all smiles and looking cute which makes him falter in his step a bit but he quickly regains composure because unless its him, cuteness is not an excuse to piss people off.

so instead of adorable, baby shy jungwoo walking up to you, you see a serious and frowny boy, walking up to you in a cute way

but in his mind he’s all macho and angrily striding towards you with an intimidating pissed off face.

you offer him a flyer but he whacks it to the side and starts going off,

“listen. i don’t care if you laugh, i don't care if you cry, i don't care about whatever the hell you do but don't do it so loudly while I'm tryna learn something in class, got it? Some of us actually want to get a degree and pass school and not waste our lives desperately going after someone who gives us the smallest bit of attention.”

he’s panting at the end of it and you know that you should be hurt and you are, but his voice, his voice is so sweet and pure and you’re too in shock that the shyest boy in your whole university just exploded at you.

you just stand there staring at him and replaying the passion he had in his eyes as he was insulting you and think about how he would be amazing as the antagonist in your production. 

jungwoo’s regretting his words a bit after seeing your shocked face and nervously thinking about what he should say or do now because he hadn’t planned this far, until you say,

“you have got to be a part of the school’s production.”

“what?” “the fuck?” both jungwoo and jaehyun look at each other after speaking at the same time and you’re just staring at jungwoo with shiny eyes and all excited like a squirrel high off of some drug-laced acorns

jungwoo looks at jaehyun then at you in concern like “are they ok??? I feel kinda scared now...”

but you don't notice that and grab his arm saying, “i have to get you to the theatre right away!! let’s get johnny’s opinion on this!!” 

so you drag him out while he’s looking over his shoulder at jaehyun and mouthing a “hELP!” but jaehyun’s just as confused and is following y’all wondering what you had before class and if maybe thats why you were laughing at his lame jokes.

meanwhile people are staring at the sight of you dragging a poor blushing and confused jungwoo with jaehyun in tow but don’t question it because they know it’s “play” season and all of the theatre geeks go crazy.

you all make it to the theatre room and of course, extra as hell johnny’s practicing lines and acting out the role of Macbeth in the dark with only a spotlight shining on him

jungwoo looks at jaehyun again and whispers, “are they all crazy?”

jaehyun just shrugs like, “you’re on your own with this one bro”

meanwhile you’re bouncing on your feet yelling a “johnny!! jOHNNY!! JOHNKNEEEEE!!!!! GUESS WHAT I JUST FOUND?!?!?!?!” 

johnny jumps and yelps loudly since he thought he was alone but..... he thought.

you drag jungwoo by the hand to which you notice is surprisingly warm and smooth but you’re to excited to dwell upon the fact as you run over to the stage.

you usher a shy jungwoo to johnny who’s scanning him head to toe, scrutinizing his every physical feature and breathing pattern.

“we already have a role for the protagonist _______ and you know that.”

you’re jumping and repeating, “no i know, i know, i know that!!!”

jungwoo’s giving pleading eyes to johnny as in “save me from this crazy small person” but johnny mistakes it and tuts, closing his eyes all dramatically like edna from the incredibles and yawning out

“we’ve also already given away the role of the weak second lead, thanks but try again next year.”

“NO! He’s here to audition for the role of the antagonist!!!!!”

Johnny’s eyes bug out and he almost trips over his own feet at your words, looking at you like you’ve morphed into a guinea pig.

he’s making a face at you like,

you want this guy, this cute bunny lookin ‘i-save-turtles-and-puppies-in-my-free-time’ typa dude as the bad guy? as t h e bad guy in our play?

but you’re just standing there with big shiny hopeful eyes and practically begging him through telekinesis (if it works) to give him a chance.

at this point, johnny’s like “what do i have to lose in this? Just 5 minutes of my valuable time.....”

he sighs and ushers jungwoo to the centre of the stage to just start speaking whatever he can think of and jungwoo’s like “??????”

meanwhile more theatre students start to pile up in the room because they’re called by jaehyun who’s low-key snapchattiing the whole thing on his phone because it’s too comedic to not since the only excitement y’all ever get is johnny actin like a crazy pyscho.

but thats getting too boring for them now.

jungwoo’s just looking around mentally crying like, “if only I hadn’t gotten myself into this mess, i’d be happily grabbing my books and goin to anthropology with doyoung hyung... TT”

you’re still bouncing and whispering not so quietly to him,

“c’mon jungwoo!! show him somethin just like how u went off of on me a couple minutes ago!!!! c’mon! you can do it!!!”

but he’s all shy “he he” jungwoo and is sweating profusely, making you frown because this isn’t the dude that had all that passion and anger in his eyes back in the lecture room.......

but then an idea pops up in your mind.

you switch completely from hyper high squirrel into a sultry seductor and move slowly towards jungwoo who’s all 0_o at you but you pay no mind and continue on, entering the small spotlight he was standing in

you lower your eyes and look him over real slow, like r e a l slow from bottom to top and he’s shifting uncomfortably side to side and looking at anywhere but you, praying that this nightmare stops and he wakes up to fresh chocolate chip cookies or something.

but you’ve gone all “i-will-eat-you-up-deliciously” mode and trail a finger from his warm sweater-clad arm all the way up to his soft cheek, trying to get a reaction, just anything out of him and you’ve never played a role in seducing someone or have been flirty in general

like ppl confuse your kindness with flirtiness aka jaehyun and the other fuccboi’s but you’re doing so well literally everyone is in awe even johnny like,

where has this side of _________ been hiding from us??? can i get a couple hundred clones more????

jungwoo’s kinda embarrassed now but getting riled up like “wtf are u doing on stage, with a gazillion ppl watching???” and his patience is being tested by that damn finger of yours and not gonna lie, 

he likes the feel of your soft touch and how delicately you’re tracing his whole face now but like he’d rather go out for dinner and a nice movie first like????

so he explodes at you

and everyone’s like “h o l y  s h i T T T T  IS THAT KIM JUNGWOO???!?!?!? OUR SHY BABY CUTIEPIE CLASSMATE????”

you step back while he’s going the hell off even more than what he said to you before and he’s just spitting insults like,

“what household were you raised in that you start touching people randomly and acting like their significant others????” and “even if you were the last person on earth, i still would not get with you! no ma’am!”

this time some of the words he says do hurt you but you know that he’s saying all of this because of your behaviour towards him or well your acting, so you try not to believe his words

he’s panting at the end of his rant once again and is looking flushed from taking little breaths just so he could continue on and the whole room’s silent before you hear a slow clap.

specifically johnny’s slow clap and you and jungwoo both look at him in surprise that he was still there when the whole room gets filled with clapping and whistles.

jungwoo’s so shook tho, like “are those claps for me???? but i just? insulted this? poor girl??? eEk“

meanwhile you’re staring at him with such pride on your face, beaming like, “thats what i told y'all, my boy’s talented!!!!” and the claps haven't even died down until johnny makes a cutting motion so he can talk and he all he says is,

“you got the role”

and everyone’s going wild now even jungwoo’s smiling because even tho he wasn’t originally interested in this play, it feels really good that he’s just been offered a huge role and he’s got lil jungwoo’s in his head all dancing and cheering at his feat.

so all of the theatre peeps welcome jungwoo with open arms and he fits so well with them?? like they realize he’s not just that shy “he he” dude and that he has interesting hobbies and likes to hang out with others if he knows them well.

you’re proud when you watch him practice his lines but whenever people approach him sometimes you just wanna be like, “hey uh, that’s my prodigy? i found him and his talent so back off thx.” but you know you’re being too possessive so you just fume and mumble to yourself from afar

but somehow through out all your practicing and rehearsals, jungwoo still hasn’t talked to you a lot? like he’ll talk to you if you guys are partners (set up by none other than match-maker diva Johnny😈) but like that’s it. 

and you can practically feel the uncomfortableness roll off of him as he avoids your eyes and gives you that fake-ass bunny smile that you love nevertheless but isn’t genuine.

you try not to pay too much attention to it and even on the day of the play, you’re cheering everyone up but he’s been avoiding your lil special cheer up speech you made just for him so you decide to let it go cause.... you don't wanna be annoying him to be your friend all the time and he’s probably stressed out already from the continuous rehearsing and wardrobe adjustments so u don't wanna add to it

in the end, the play ends up being a success, like legit everyone even the professors and other uni’s loved it but you still kinda feel sad about your whole trying to stop getting close to jungwoo decision and you’re just moping because now you have to go to the group dinner 

and you don’t have a good enough excuse to ditch since everyone knows all of your lame excuses by now

the cast and crew all change into nice clothes meanwhile you opt out on wearing that cute sweater and jeans for your comforting uni hoodie and joggers that at least won't think you're annoying

#jungwoohatesme #ifoundedhim #notfair #thatscooltho #itsnotrlly #imtryingtomakemyselffeelbetter

so when you get to the restaurant, it’s all cozy but still got that “let’s get lit” vibe since it’s around 10pm-ish and all the families with kids are at home cause of school but you guys are uni students and don't care since you know your profs will let you off

and the whole theatre group had decided to get two big tables to fit everyone in and soon the once kinda quiet place with just a couple people at the bar, is filled with chatting and laughing students

but it’s so lively that everyone else can't help but smile at you guys and reminisce about their own good times when they were young

and johnny had let you guys know that you could invite some of your friends to the dinner since it was all friendly and meant to not be closed off to only the theatre members.

much to everyone’s surprise and yours especially, jungwoo brought a good 6 of his friends and like,,,

you all knew he was social once he got comfortable with people but didn’t know he was that social that he was friends with some of the most popular guys at your uni like:

Lee Taeyong: the resident badboy / Kim Doyoung: lead singer of a underground rock band / Dong Sicheng: school’s best contemporary dancer / Qian Kun: head of the peer support committee / Wong Yukhei: the uni’s joker / Mark Lee: uni’s famous soundcloud & underground rapper adored by all

and somehow you find yourself situated beside jungwoo and taeyong who’s been giving you the eye since he walked in.

but you’re like “uh pls get away from me thx” because you don’t like badboys and are kind of scared of them or maybe just scared of taeyong in general.....

anyways, taeyong doesn't get that vibe and while everyone’s talking about the play or about fun stuff around you, you’re being pestered with slightly flirty questions by taeyong but this is a different type of flirty than jaehyun’s lame attempts. 

taeyong’s really tryna be all down and dirty with you in your whole hoodie and sandal wearing self like,,, u must be rlly desperate to want this.....

but you notice that jungwoo doesn't seem to notice and is all chatty and smiley with one of the cute girls who’s part of the crew and you’re like wow.... ok..... so you can talk to her...... someone you've never talked to before... but not me...... ur class and theatre buddy.......

so you start replying back to taeyong and accepting drinks that he's pouring you, ignoring the creeping feeling in your body that you shouldn't be egging on taeyong and definitely shouldn't be accepting such strong drinks from a random dude.

however jealous you, is all for it and now you’re just downing back the drinks and your theatre-mates are like “whoaaaa ________.... ur so cool!!! downing those back like water!!!!” and they're all cheering you on in your now drunk and giggly state.

jungwoo notices the commotion and sees you beside him chugging back all the drinks that taeyong’s offering and he sees the look in tae’s eyes and knows that tae’s up to no good.

like even if they're close friends sometimes he does some weird things especially when it comes to girls 

and he's afraid that he might try to get you passed out so he can bring you back to his place then make you owe him back when you wake up. (taeyong never takes advantage of people when they're drunk, he just makes them do his homework when they're sober.)

so jungwoo swiftly snatches the what seems like the hundredth glass taeyong’s pouring for you and gives it to doyoung who already knows whats up and drinks it all.

meanwhile you’re all pouty and jungwoo finds it so cute but he knows he has to get you out of there before tae decides to take you so he makes up some excuse that he’s not feeling too well and that he's gonna go home and he knows you're not feeling well either so he’ll take you.

johnny’s got that face like, “i kno what ur doing fam😏😏😏” but jungwoo pays him no attention and grabs his and your stuff, carefully picking you up.

taeyong also gets up and is like “yo bro, i can drop her off, her dorm’s on my way.” but jungwoo just gives that fake smile of his and is like

“nah bro its cool, i left my sweater back at her place anyways.”

and shit u not, the whole restaurant goes quiet and taeyong’s hella shocked that jungwoo would ever do him like that but he’s also weirdly proud cause that just means that you mean a lot to the lil baby so he lets it go and claps jungwoo on the back with a smile.

so jungwoo piggy-backs you to his car and ur just mumbling things with ur cheek squished against the side of his head but he also finds that so cute and is trying so hard not to just have a meltdown at this whole situation 

 but when he gently puts you in the front seat and is putting on your seatbelt, your half-lidded eyes shoot open and you put your hand over his warm one asking directly,

“why don’t you like me?” 

and jungwoo’s like 0_0 wat.

he’s so flustered by your sudden question he just stands there with his mouth slightly apart and staring into your slightly red eyes and flushed cheeks. 

he clears his throat and is like “uh i do.... like you......?” but you frown and pick his hand up then put it to your cheek and say, 

“but u never talk to me and always talk to the others then when i was finding you today to give you my special cheer up advice i had thought of just for you, u ran away from me and i was so sad and now I'm still sad so i took all the drinks taeyong gave me and they made me feel better but I'm still sad because you're so cute and in front of me and just always perfect and i think i like you because i keep thinking about you and always wanting to be around you but i know you don't want that so it makes me sad but its okay as long as i can be your friend because ur super cool and funny and random and have mood-swings but its all cute and-”

he cuts you off by putting his other hand over your mouth and saying, “you like me?????” and you nod still frowny and cute

“you, like me?” again a frowny nod

“not jaehyun, not taeyong, not even yukhei, but me.?” frowny nod.

he lets out the world’s most adorable laugh and his eyes are literally shining at you but ur still drunk and like “?????” what is he doing??? does laugh mean good or bad????

then he removes his hand from your grip and cups both your cheeks saying, “i like you too.”

hello, what.

“I’ve liked you since I saw you get all excited for me, a random guy, when i got accepted into the play. I liked you more when you helped me with my lines. Even more when you left me little encouraging notes on my seat before class and finally, I liked you the most when I saw you today in your costume and beaming at everyone that walked by. But i was too afraid I would be just one of those guys you flirted with so I didn’t do anything and now I'm desperately hoping that what you said is true and that tomorrow you won't regret it because i don’t want to wake up and go back to thinking, ‘what if? what if i just told her how i feel?’

jungwoo’s so into his talk he doesn't even notice that you fell asleep in his warm and soft hands and when he does,

he wants to get mad that you drunk so much to the point of passing out but can't because you're too cute and finds it funny and weirdly comforting that his voice lulled you to sleep.

so he decides to take you back to your dorm and tucks you in bed

all the while smiling at your adorable state and thinking that a drunk ________ isn’t so bad after all,,,

the next day you wake up with a massive hangover in your bed and groan because u have a morning class that you'll most likely skip cause of your pounding headache.

and as you’re rolling around in bed in agony, you hear a crinkling and with closed eyes start fishing around your bed to see what’s making the sound.

you feel the bed but theres nothing..... so you check your jogger pants but nothing again.... until.. finally, you feel a crinkled up paper in your hoodie pocket and you open to see a small note written in small pretty writing,

“hopefully u see this before noon cause i have a class yikes but heres my # so we can get hangover food and maybe talk about last night.... - jungwoo :)”

last night? what happened last night? is your first thought as your eyes open wide and you shoot out of bed

you pick up your phone in a haste and see that it’s already 11am so you have an hour to get your answer. 

really quickly you change into a fresh set of hoodie with jogger pants and brush your teeth then practically leap out your dorm doors.

then you call jungwoo or at least call the number he gave you hoping that he picks up

finally he answers,

“Hello? Who is this? I swear if this is Yukhei again I won’t hesitate to punch you the next time-”

“It’s me.”

There’s complete silence over the phone as you wait for him to speak and all you can hear is his soft breathing.

“Um... hi.... um.... he. he... How.. are you.. feeling? I’m guessing you um saw my note? Could we uh meet up at the cafe outside the uni?” He nervously speaks really fast and you have to think about his words for a bit to understand them since your head’s pounding and all.

“Sure um sure.” you respond back and you hear a “great, uh see you” back and the line clicks to end, leaving you to wonder what the heck just happened.

but you still make your way to the cafe not rlly caring how you look because hello, most of these people have seen you at your worst during theatre practices so really, it doesn't matter. 

you should technically care about what jungwoo thinks but your head is still somewhat pounding and you can’t think about anything else except for what might come out of a certain light-haired boy’s precious delicate mouth.

you curse to yourself at how already whipped you are 

for all you know he could be just asking you to pay him back for something or telling you he’s moving to alaska or even that he just doesn’t wanna talk to you again

and with a deep breath you push the café doors open, ready to handle whatever comes your way

because even if he hates you, you should still see the positive side of it.

like hey, hangover food with an adorable guy is still a win right?

you spot him in the corner with two bowls of some kind of soup, muffins and two cups of drinks

but like,,,, he looks SO damn good.

like how is he even real. wtf. @god pls do tell

his usual light hair is messily parted and he’s wearing a light jean jacket with a black turtleneck underneath and some joggers.

so simple but not because it’s worn by kim jungwoo

you realize you’re probably staring at him like a zombie-looking creep and decide to go over to him

so you do and jungwoo’s looking outside at the view until he feels a presence and looks up to find your hooded, baggy clothed, makeup free self, awkwardly shuffling your feet.

and he wants to melt because even though you look like you were hit by a storm, you still look sO cUtE!!! and huggable

meanwhile you’re like help eep so awkward until he says a very happy “Hi _______!!” leaving you shook because,

jungwoo’s never enthusiastically greeted you

nor has he ever adorned an actual, real, bunny, smiley-eyed smile at you

cue heart beat to rocket

“um i hope you don’t mind but i got us some veggie soup, muffins and herbal tea. it should help with your headache and i also brought some advil for after you eat all this. i mean i hope u don't mind um it’s not like i was carrying this with me like a weirdo haha actually yukhei needed some so i just brought it along but-”

“thank you.” you cut him off with a warm smile.

jungwoo looks at you confused while you sit down and continue

“thank you for being so kind seriously. but before you start talking, i’d like to apologize for anything i said last night that may have hurt your feelings. i-i must’ve drunk too much and unfortunately i don't remember anything past from singing the bananas in pyjamas song with taeyong. and trust me, that scares more than anything.” 

jungwoo lets out a loud laugh, causing some people to stare you two but you don't notice because 

that laugh

that adorable, tinkling, airy laugh.

you’ve heard it before.

and all of a sudden, you get flashbacks of last night from how jungwoo piggy-backed you to his car, how you confessed you liked him and how he confessed........ too.......?

“oh my god.”  

“you LIKE me?” you squeak your thoughts out loud. which obviously isn't the brightest idea on the block.

jungwoo stops laughing abruptly and you can see the several stages of “oh shit” happen to him, as his mouth is wide open then some redness creeps up his neck and makes its way onto his cheeks.

“i-i-i- *sigh* yes. i like you.”

you can tell how nervous he is as he keeps scratching his neck and looking around at anything except you and like you should be nervous too but you feel like this giant anchor has been lifted off of your chest,

and it feels good.

“i like you too!!” you beam at him, gaining courage from his reply.

and you never fully understood what it meant for someone’s eyes to light up like a christmas tree, but now you know. because jungwoo’s eyes go from dull and down to bright and full of hope.

from then on, you finally eat your food LOL and catch up on everything about your feelings

though,,, jungwoo’s still shy talking about how he feels, he still appreciates how you don't force him to tell you what he thinks about you

because thats something he hasn’t even figured out the answer to himself.

he just likes you, for being you and not changing even when you start to grow a crush on him. and that’s something he couldn't do but admires you for that.

basically y’all have a great time, (pounding head and all), and you decide to hang out more before rushing straight into a relationship 

and u guys have cute little dates at quirky spots like in the uni library behind a bookshelf, the town zoo, sneaking into a vineyard by the uni so you can have a late night picnic & observe the stars then also at the same café again.

but all of these fun dates make you both fall in love more and more with one another and eventually you start dating which shocks some people but not the ones close to you

like taeyong, doyoung, yukhei, jaehyun and johnny who's all “i 95% aided in this, y'all need to pay me 20% interest for this thx”

then jaehyun butts in “um I'm the one who made him mad by flirting with ______, i deserve the 20% thanks. but ill spare 0.9% out of generosity.”

which creates a huge debate between the two 

but you and jungwoo are too lovestruck to notice anything

because all that matters is that you love him, he loves you and you both help each other to grow and become better versions of yourself.

ok this was super cheesy but its jungwoo so.... how can u not?🧀 

[awesamdude-w]

Sam had tried to shake him gently, though no matter how much force he used, the boy wouldn't wake up. This was... worrying, to say the least. Definitly unatural.

It wasnt something he expected to happen. Of course he had expected some kind of reaction to his treaths, to his actions- but not to this degree.

For a moment, in fear, he quickly checked Eryn's neck. Did the sword cut a vital piece of his troath? As he checked closer, he realized the tip of his blade barely touched the area. He sighed in both relief and exhaustion. He was relieved by the fact Eryn wouldnt go mute, though that also meant he still didnt know what happened to him that made him pass out like that.

Sam flinched when he heard his communicator buzz, momentarely moving his gaze to his belt as he took out the device and held it up. His eyes darted left and right across the words on the screen, wariness coiling in his gut.

So THAT was "Err0r."

As he read the last message, thoughs scattered in his brain. Proprety? Commands? Codes?? The terms used were familiar. Hes heard of it all before. He felt sick. It made so much sense now, the way Eryn kept mentioning how much distrust he had for adults. The poor teen probably went through hell.

He looked down at Eryn once more, a hint of sadness flooding in his stone heart. As much as he dislikes him for doing damage to the prison, He couldnt just.. leave him like this.

He probably wouldnt be able to deal with the crushing guilt of having yet another kid's blood on his hands, anyways.

He slowly raised his communicator and typed, his other hand holding up Eryn's head from behind.

[Awesamdude messaged Err0r]: How much.

"Hey so uh- is Dream accepting any visitors?? I wanna kinda meet him... I mean I hear he's done so much wrong but like... Has anyone even asked him why? Kinda sounds like you guys judged him unfairly." (C!Eryn)

"...That last statement is already a bad start, Eryn. Be careful."

"To answer your question, visits are closed until further notice. You know why.? Because Dream did something he wasnt supposed to. Still think we judged him unfairly.?"

"To be completely honest, even if visitations were open, i probably still wouldnt let you in given the relationship you have with the prisoner."

[error706]

Err0r 706

I can hear the sounds coming from my cheap piece of shit fridge almost sounding like a techno track made of squashed gears or something. Called ch-CH-ch-cHCh. Then it changes to Br-BD-dR-drdr, definitely copies than 3.4 point rhythm in techno beats that he had told me about. I think I’d rather listen to that than music. One of the things I had to do today was write. It was to be a specific amount of writing to encourage discipline, I’m at 81 words now, perhaps I should go to 1000 or is that just far too much? I guess it really isn’t much when you’re talking out of your ass. Here’s a topic – blog writing. Sharing your views and daily insights with the world in the form of 1000 words per day. How’s that for discipline? We all have busy days and there may be a day where a laptop isn’t accessible so is that disregarding the whole point of discipline. Every single day, or can we skip a few days here and there? Plus who wants to read about this shit – I’m coming off a whole lot of drugs and let me tell you that mixed with my already paranoid personality type doesn’t hold for a particularly good basis to sharing my thoughts and life with just any stranger on the internet. Maybe that’s a good reason to actually go through with it, to face my strange conflicting fear of being ‘known’ and fear of rejection. Maybe at some point down the line somebody might read something I’ve written and relate to it so much they might even say thank you. Oh no but this isn’t to be about appraisal because then it would be attention seeking but what is the internet made for? It is a tool used to bring attention used by just about every company and/or person with access to it.

I may be speaking absolute rubbish and that is basically what I read on the internet anyway, a bunch of stuff that could be true or could not be true but you’ll never really know because everything is how you perceive it, blah blah. In this blog though (I am reluctantly deciding whether to turn this passage into my first blog post) you’ll see how dualistic I am in every sense that I can even disagree with something I’ve said which might even be more frustrating to you than it is to me or the other way around. Have I mentioned I’m coming off a lot of drugs? All may still be active in one way or another in my body. I feel gross in other words but I made a pledge that this would be the last time because it’s been one hell of a show but it’s the end of that series and I’ll be damned if that’s just a hoax to keep you on your toes.

More so importantly writing is a great way right now to do something that I enjoy that doesn’t involve leaving my bed – the reason I love my bed so much is because it isn’t my fake lounge room. The TV has never been plugged in and no one sits in there so it’s stale and uncomfortable. I really fucking hate it, I hope I can rent out this place quick enough to get the hell out of here but I also made sure to spend every last dollar I had on drugs so if there’s no miracle coming my way then my luck has finally come to an end to teach me a proper life lesson – you can’t get away with everything. You also can’t expect someone to be there when you actually need them all the time until you ACTUALLY need them and they can’t help you. Something’s got to come through but I can’t think about that today so that’s why I was sticking to blog posting, I mean writing.

During those last couple of sentences I had managed to open the blinds because the darkness was confusing me – go to the toilet after that then come back to my laptop with a blank head space. I don’t know what more I could write about which leaves me at 706 words – I was going to write a witty reference to error 706 but after mentioning it to a friend during an hour long phone call half spent reminding me of what had happened the last couple of days – he also reminded me that it is error 404 that I was looking for and definitely not 706. So this segment is called ‘Error 706’ because it means absolutely nothing. And THAT is how something comes from nothing. So I have related that in hopes to help me solve my ‘having no money and needing to move out’ issue. Something will work out because things just happen that don’t make sense because nothing makes sense and life just happens. Things just happen. So whether it’s the desired thing, or not – something will happen and with that we can feel safe in the fact that what doesn’t kill us – just happens – and whatever does kill us – happens too. So it doesn’t really matter either way because for one I don’t think having no money is going to be the reason for my death and timing for me has been impeccable so I don’t think it’s going to stop now. Just let life play out it’s course and watch it humorously or you just might cry. I think that’s what connects us truly. Cynicism. And When I was just beginning to face the fact that I was born on the Gemini-Cancer cusp a Cancerian walks into my life and shows me that I am definitely a Cancer – not just a Gemini. Which makes life all so very confusing and fucked because here I am being a Cancer and then I have dualism on the opposing side. Now that’s enough juice for today. I’ve hit a thousand words exactly.

[hackgit]

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[thestardustcollective]

Err0r for the ask thing?

Err0r | gli/glitch/glitches | Ageless | 📺

Honestly we don’t know much about Err0r ourselves, gli is very closed off and doesn’t communicate with us very much unless gli is forcing intrusive thoughts onto us. We think gli is a symptom holder or a personification of some-sort for intrusive thoughts but we aren’t sure.

Err0r also has a typing quirk where gli will replace o’s with zeroes and i’s with ones like binary code.

[spacepaprika]

Woah I got tagged I feel so special 🥰

Some more Get To Know Me stuff :p

1. What do you prefer to be called name-wise?

Paprika

2. When is your birthday?

September 29th

3. Where do you live (you can just give the country/state name if you’re not comfortable sharing the city name)?

That’s only for Seven to know 🙃

4. Three things you’re doing right now?

Posting this??? Yea that’s about it

5. Four fandoms that have your peak interest right now?

Obey Me, Mysme, Hamilton, and Vocaloid. That is one fandom in my heart that will never die. ❤️

6. How has this pandemic been treating you?

...

7. A song you can’t stop listening to right now?

Mysme Theme Song (yea I know)

8. Recommend a movie:

Uhhh Pixels? Sure cause why not

9. How old are you?

16

10. School, university, occupation or other?

High school???

11. Do you prefer heat or cold?

Heat

12. Name one fact about you that others might find unusual:

I’m afraid of water

13. Are you shy?

Depends on my anxiety level

14. Do you have preferred pronouns?

Zei/Zer but ain’t no one gonna remember that so They/Them is fine

15. Biggest pet peeves?

Eating pop tarts in bed and getting crumbs in my frEAKING SHIRT-

16. What is your favourite “-dere” type?

Tsundere, or Yandere... THAT is the question 🙂

17. Rate your life 1-10. 1 being crappy, 10 being amazing:

...

18. What is your main blog?

My only blog, you mean

19. List your side blogs and what they’re used for:

whaT DID I JUST S A Y -

20. One thing you think people should know about you before they become your friends?

...

Hmm, now gonna tag @707-err0r , @sapphicdreamss , and @justmysmeheadshots . Thanks!

thank you for the tag @songjustgaveyouaids! 💖

Some more Get To Know Me stuff :p

1. What do you prefer to be called name-wise? amiko

2. When is your birthday? 19th April

3. Where do you live (you can just give the country/state name if you’re not comfortable sharing the city name)? good ol’ state of Victoria in the down under 🐨

4. Three things you’re doing right now? drinking an extra strong latte (4 shots 😳), sniffling and watching the rain pour down from my window

5. Four fandoms that have your peak interest right now? Obey Me, Good Omens, Tales of Arcadia

6. How has this pandemic been treating you? it could be worse (a bday party in iso was kinda rad tho)

7. A song you can’t stop listening to right now? Run Away by TXT

8. Recommend a movie: coherence! (prepare to have your mind blown :0)

9. How old are you? 20

10. School, university, occupation or other? uni gvng gvng 🤘

11. Do you prefer heat or cold? heat please just roast me in the blazing inferno 🔥

12. Name one fact about you that others might find unusual: i am a sugar fiend but i don’t like having sugar in my tea or coffee

13. Are you shy? nah not really, i prefer to embarrass myself sooner rather than later

14. Do you have preferred pronouns? she/her but you can call me daddy too

15. Biggest pet peeves? dirty dishes - if i see you put your stinky ass crusty ass plate in the sink and wALK AWAY i will end you

16. What is your favourite “-dere” type? *sCREAMS INTO THE VOID* KUUDERE KUUDERE KUUDERE

17. Rate your life 1-10. 1 being crappy, 10 being amazing: i’m at a solid 8 right now cos i’m sUUUper caffeinated tyvm ☕

18. What is your main blog? this one my guy *shoots finger guns at ya*

19. List your side blogs and what they’re used for: not gonna give the names (cos i’m inactive as heck on ‘em) but i have blogs for Noblesse and for reblogging art

20. One thing you think people should know about you before they become your friends? it takes time for me to open up and trust you enough let you know how i’m really feeling 

gonna tag @trashforprettythings @the-orizon @octofox apologies if you’ve already done this 😖