published 4,000 words last night still have a doc with another 4,000 words of absolute out of order nonsense I need to arrange into some kind of narrative.
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get me the fuck outta here im supposed to be doing actual work rn
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Y'all are saying my boy Sam's gonna get traumatized and he doesn't know what he's really getting into. I'm here to counter that. My guys gonna Joshua Gillespie the OIAR. He's just gonna nope out of the horrors, just you wait. He's gonna be that one statement giver who stepped out of the spiral cuz he was hungry. I believe in Sam Khalid's preservation skills. I'm his number one supporter.
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one of these days someone is going to ask me to name a woman who inspires me and i'll be just not mentally engaged enough to say james fitzjames and only realise what i've done when they pull out their phone, look something up, and then look back at me with a baffled expression and say "the 19th century naval officer?"
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i’ll be the pillow, i’ll be the bed
down bad!jungwon would slightly jump when he felt your head land on his shoulder. his eyes slowly trailing from the screen to look down at you resting on him, your lashes touching the skin of your upper cheeks and the sound of you softly breathing. his brain running a mile a minute while he panics but tries to stay completely still to not disturb you. the moment, unfortunately, wouldn’t last long when one of your friends would begin teasing the both of you with a voice louder than a whisper.
all eyes turning to you, now lifting your head with wide, blinking eyes and him with flushed red cheeks.
“i’m sorry, won, i didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.” you would say, causing him to rapidly shake his head to assure that he certainly didn’t mind.
“no, it was fine—really, no problem.” he would spit out, not doing a very good job at trying to appear unaffected. “i mean, you can ignore them. i don’t mind if you, y’know.” the shrug he would give and the way his gaze shoots back to the television screen playing the movie everyone would’ve gone back to made a small smile form on your lips.
“really?”
“really.” the word emphasized but gentle as he might look at you from his peripheral for a second with a disgustingly, love struck glance. the smile on your lips would become a grin that was too strong to hide as you would place your head back on his shoulder covered by some band t-shirt. when he would notice your eyes close, his own would copy as his lips scrunch up and he thanks whatever deity is above for the fact that he had decided to take his jacket off before everyone had sat down, letting him feel you close.
down bad!jungwon would do anything for you, even letting himself be used as your pillow.
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Xie Lian unrepentantly saying he can't get it up, can't get erect in a any crowd- ghosts? gods? It doesn't matter, he has the perfect excuse-
Hua Cheng, *questioning him about it*: I didn't know... gege suffers from such an unspeakable affliction?
Xie Lian, *screaming in his mind*: IT'S NOT TRUE!!!! THAT'S THE BIGGEST LIE I HAVE EVER TOLD!!! PLEASE BELIEVE ME, I CAN VERY MUCH GET IT UP, IN FACT, I AM ERECT RIGHT NOW-
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