#history class is BORING so im doodling

[phantomdecibel]

“There’s something rotten, here”

[thatoneangrytuga]

Haiii, im so sorry for no digital art this week, school has been consuming my time lol

But in the meantime you can have a lil doodle i did of these two silly guys when i was extremely bored in geometry & history classes

Ill probably post more stuff either from my sketchbook or more class doodles :3

[ihophashbrowns]

tagged by @neverlandmylove

1) are you named after anyone? no... my mom wanted my birth name to be unique ^_^

2) when was the last time you cried? yesterday... my mom got mad at me and i tried to text her to apologize (she forgave me :D)

3) do you have kids? nah and i dont plan on doing so for a WHILE

4) do you use sarcasm a lot? yeah its one of my favorite textual devices actually

5) what is the first thing you notice about people? like in a physical sense?? im pretty short so i guess their height? actually... maybe their nose? or voice? idk....

6) what color are your eyes? dark brown. the superior eye color

7) scary movies or happy endings? i wasnt allowed to watch scary movies for YEARS so im still kinda getting into it so. i'll go with happy endings for this one

8) any special talents? i can draw and take ok photos thats a given but... also. i can pick stuff up with my feet. idk how common that is but yeah

9) where were you born? ive mentioned where im from a few times, i only feel comfortable saying it so many times . iykyk

10) what are your hobbies? hm... reading webtoons? watching kdramas? playing my nintendo switch? doodling on the margins of my schoolwork? memes? making playlists? idk.....daydreaming and stuff. IM BORING AFFF

11) do you have any pets? i have a few fish ^_^

12) what sports do you/have you played? i played soccer for a year, i danced for like 6 years, and also did this thing called girls on the run back when i was in 6th grade

13) how tall are you? im about 5'3 and a half -.-

14) favorite subjects in school? history n english. i also LOVED my computer arts class <3

15) dream job? kpop idol :3 in all seriousness i love writing. i want to write fiction & poetry. tbh i just want to work around literature in general. i also love dancing. so maybe choreographer??? idk

[npdflowey]

need more practice with curly hair </3

[seiiny]

We doodled up some Genshin characters as those default profile icons- except it’s all from memory. It makes us realize how much we draw Childe and how little we draw everyone else

[asfdhgsdkjhgb]

uh oh besties! didnt get that physical affection

[crash-cinematic-universe]

rumor has it

pairing: peter maximoff/reader

summary:  Idk if im doing it in the right one but whatever. Can you write a peter maximoff imagine where he has a girlfriend(reader) that has Allison Hargreeves powers from The Umbrella Academy - anon

warnings: none! peter is kind of Insecure but honestly when is he not

notes: this is a shor(er) and sweet one! it is 1 AM where i am so sorry if I missed some mistakes! im on the verge of collpase <3

taglist: @stranger-names @gooseyhouse @parkersdarling @amourtentiaa @toodles-me-doodles​ 

“I heard a rumor you stopped talking,” You groaned, watching as Peter’s lips went from a blur to a thin line. He slumped over, pouting at you with puppy dog eyes. You just stared back at him, your eyebrows furrowed and shoulders tense. As much as you loved Peter, he could be a real pain in the ass sometimes.

“Peter, look, I know you’re bored, but Hank really needs this motor fixed and I promised him it would be done by tomorrow. I need to work, but I can’t focus with you here, dollface, you know that,” You attempt to cheer him up, but he’s still looking upset. “The minute this essay is complete you’ll have me all to yourself, no distractions. My one-hundred percent, undivided attention,”

“How long will that take?” The rumor had worn off, but you didn’t mind. Peter looked at you, and the slight feeling of regret washed over you. He was just bored, and probably a little lonely. To be completely honest, this project would probably take you the rest of the day to complete, and probably the better part of tomorrow. It was a complicated motor, and even though you’re quite handy, this type of project is always a challenge. 

“The rest of today… probably a few hours tomorrow--” Peter sighed dejectedly and rested his chin on his arm. Disappointment was written across his face, and it seemed as if he was trying to hide it, albeit poorly. He understands that the work that you and Hank do is important, and he realizes that sometimes he can be a little overbearing, but lately you’ve been so busy he almost never gets to see you. 

“Can’t you just rumor Hank into forgetting about the motor for today?” Oh, you’ve definitely considered it. You take Peter’s face in your hands.

“You know I can’t, Peter,” He leans into your touch. It’s adorable. “It’s a violation of the trust and boundaries we established. Plus, he’ll probably get pissed at me and rip me in half,”

“He’d have to go through me, first,” Peter laughed softly. There’s something eating away at him, the gnawing feeling of worry tearing at his stomach. 

Peter Maximoff isn’t an idiot. He hears the whispers in the hallways, he sees the way the students look at him when he’s with you. They all think you can do better. They’ve all placed bets to see how long you last before you kick him to the curb. You’d think being a hero would make him more popular, but no. Peter Maximoff is just as much of a loser now as he was in high school, X-Men be damned. 

So, yeah, Peter Maximoff isn’t an idiot, but he is a loser. He’s a loser in a mansion surrounded by people who aren’t losers-- more specifically, your socially anxious lab partner. Everyone expected you and Hank to eventually end up together; you were both science nerds, you both enjoyed relatively isolated events, and you both moved at the same pace. That’s probably why the entire mansion was shocked to its core when Peter wound up being your boyfriend. Of course, he loves you with everything he’s got, but there’s always that feeling of doubt settled over him. It was too much, it was all too much and he needed to get away. 

“Whatcha’ thinking about, gorgeous?” Peter got so lost in thought, he forgot about the situation at hand. 

“I-- ” He sounded uneasy. This is how everything unravels-- he gets too honest and scares you off. Peter didn’t pay attention in history class, but he’s pretty sure Rome fell because some old guy was insecure and drove his girlfriend away. “I just, uh, don’t really want to be alone right now.” Peter thought he sounded pathetic. You thought he sounded sweet. 

You looked down at the motor on your desk, the tiny screws and mechanical components jumping out at you like your desk was a pop-art installation. With a smile and a shrug, you pushed away the bits and pieces and stood up, pulling Peter up with you.

“Hank is just gonna have to suck it up and wait another day,” Peter grins as you pull him close. You collapse on your bed, and Peter quickly gets comfortable beside you. His head is resting against your shoulder, and his long arms are locked around you. He plays with your fingers, examining every mark and every scar with the focus of a brain surgeon going into work. Sometimes you wondered if Peter was just trying to memorize every single feature and every little detail that you had. He was.

“Y’know, your mutation is so cool,” Peter muses. You press a light kiss of his temple. “You can literally get anything you want. You could get anyone to do anything for you at any given moment. Everyone in the world is like a video game character to you; all you have to do is give a command and we follow it,”

“I guess it’s alright,” You shrug. 

“It’s amazing.” Peter’s fingers are drumming against your arms at an impossible speed, but you don’t mind. “You’re amazing.”

“You’re pretty cool, too,” The drumming comes to a sudden stop. The gentle rhythm of Peter’s breathing falters as well.

“Eh,” He mumbles. “Compared to everyone else, I’m pretty lame. Compared to you? I’m nothing more than a speck of dust in the galaxy that is you.”

“Aw, Peter, you don’t give yourself enough credit,” It makes you sad to hear him say negative things about himself, but that’s part of building confidence. Sometimes you just need to be proven wrong. 

“Remember when you saved the entire mansion when Cerebro exploded? Or that time you kicked ass on that space mission we went on? If I tried to rumor you into being cool, nothing would happen because you’re already pretty amazing.”

“You really think so?” Peter looks up at you, and something about the look in his eyes makes you want to hold him close and never let him go.

“I know so.” For now, that was enough. 

“Y’know, I heard a rumor that you loved me.” Peter jokes, glancing up at you. You look right back at him.

“That’s a beautiful rumor,” A smile grows on your face. Your companion seems content with that. “Funnily enough, I heard the same one about you.”

“Rumors travel on the devil’s radio,” Peter giggles. You wish you could put his laugh on a CD and keep it forever. 

“Who knew the devil was such a romantic?”

[i-simp-for-gintoki]

JuJutsu Kaisen school headcanons

“some jjk school headcanons? not with a reader or anything but just how itadori and the other first years are in school?”-anon

This was pretty fun! Each character is pretty short but it still turned out longer than it needed to be oops.

So we all know that theres a proper private school to teach upcoming shamans. Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College...thats a long ass name no wonder i didn’t remember it. But in the manga and anime, they dont exactly go into details of what they do for the school(i might be completely wrong just lemme know)

In the yuuta 4 chapter story, we kinda get a glimpse

Gojo is one of the few teachers and he teaches first years in a small classroom. i dont know what exactly he teaches but sometimes they go outside to train and well when yuuta and the others were training i forget if he was actually teaching anything. Like he gave him a sword to help with his powers and gave a brief explanation but thats about it.

Anyways.

Itadori Yuji:

Is late to class for the first couple days since he doesn’t remember the lay out of the campus

Its so huge for so little people

Sometimes he’s late just cause he slept in

doesnt really understand whats going on

He only just recently learned this world existed so of course he’s out of the loop with everything

he probably naps in class alot or spaces out

‘If i were to feed sukuna’s mouth on my hand...where would the food go? What would happen? How deep does it go?  What the hell has my body become??’

As his thoughts continue to derail, gojo would call on him and he might yell in response

he often asks megumi or nobara for help but they just dis him or ignore him

He tries to study! He really does! But he gets distracted and loses focus quite easily

during training he gets super excited thinking hes going to unlock abilities 

but thats quickly shot down and hes usually just forced to do something really mundane like run laps or jumping jacks

He might get another dummy to help control his cursed energy while gojo does his best to annoy him (honestly it doesnt take much for gojo to be annoying)

believes everything gojo says 

The blindfolded teacher definitely uses that to his advantage

“if you lick this rock it might help your overall abilities” “...really?” “are you doubting your sensei?” “is that...mud?” “Its just part of the rock. Besides you ate a rotten old finger for power im sure you can deal with a little bit of dirt”

He got sick for a week

Fushiguro Megumi:

Hes the kid who sits by the window and just stares out of it the whole class

He finds gojo’s teaching style incredibly annoying

Yes he learns stuff but because of the way Gojo teaches it, he ends up doubting all the knowledge he knew before in the process

Probably does well on tests or whatever homework their assigned

This kid probably makes himself a neat little bento for lunch

During lunch Yuji saw it and asked if he could have one next time instead of always buying food

He rejected his request for a while

But eventually he decided ‘why not its not like it would take that much more effort’

Nobara saw and was like “oh so you made one for a dunce like him but not me?”

Queue a large sigh

Within a month or two he makes everybody lunch (gojo included because he got tired of him always coming by and swiping a bit of food from everyone)

During training he pets his animals quite a bit

When gojo demonstrates a new self defense technique, megumi always gets picked to help demonstrate

110% of the time it ends up with his face being smeared into the floor

Wont ever admit it but he kinda enjoys class with yuji and nobara

Kugisaki Nobara:

Pretty short since i don’t quite know her character that well sorry

I feel like shes a mix of passing but also failing idk

Like during some tests she’d pass with flying colors and without a doubt will show off to the boys

But in other things she’d completely flunk

Draws little doodles in the corner of her notes and thinks about her childhood friend

During training she dislikes learning hand to hand combat

Mainly because she knows shes not capable of beating yuji and that ticks her off

So instead she beats him with her rubber mallet when given the chance

When yuji asks her to join him and megumi, she often complains or makes sassy comments but she never really ignores them

If she wanted to she could just hang by her self but she enjoys being with the two

Gojo Satoru:

This guy never shows up on time

Once he almost did so he simply turned around and decided not to show up at all

He doesn’t necessarily dislike teaching, but he finds giving detailed explanations kinda boring

‘I just told you what would happen, so why are you asking for a reasoning of the reaction’

He wants his students to have a fun teenage life so he often cuts class short by an hour or two just to hang out or go out

He explains how to counter certain types of curses or what to do in some scenarios pretty well

Gojo tries to teach regular stuff like math or history but...i dont know actually

Im not sure if he would happily teach it or just give up after a couple problems

I have a feeling he might just randomly give stupid hard problems and laugh as the first years struggle and fail to solve it

If any of his students do well on a test he’ll give them a small treat

And it may be small for him but its probably hella expensive

I mean he literally just wears clothing that is a couple thousand dollars each

His socks are most likely worth more than my house and everything inside it

Theres probably a small rule book of what he’s supposed to say and what hes not supposed to say

So just to piss the old man off he says everything he shouldnt

He encourages stupid behavior and absoluetly loves it when Yuji and Nobara thanks him for getting treats

[florenceisfalling]

@juniper-juno got bored in my world history class today so i did A Thing™

(inspired by this and this because those asks were fun. i might draw something based off the chase one too because mega uwu. still have no clue what the mystery noise last night was)

i did the version of his throat where it was stabbed instead of sliced because thats so metal skdjskcj

i wrote the words wrong and im really bad at side profile doodles but i hope you like it!

[miru667]

How did you become a Onceling?

Uhhh this got kinda long so im putting it under a readmore!

My first exposure to The Lorax was when my biology teacher read the book to the class in high school. That would’ve been…2006 at the latest. I watched The Lorax 3 weeks after it came out in 2012, cuz i was bored one day but i remembered seeing a trailer on tv for this movie which was based off the book that my bio teacher read to us 6 yrs ago, so i decided to watch the movie on a whim.

I enjoyed the movie and I think I cried at the end but i wasnt crazy about it just yet. I did look up the HBCIB song a couple days later, and then i think i tried googling for pictures of the onceler for reference cuz i wanted to draw him. Almost all fanart was from tumblr, so that’s when i discovered tumblr. Probably the first onceler fanart i saw actually was from this durnk lalonde askblog (nsfw) who has since removed their onceler art lol. And i just kept finding more and more rly good onceler fanart, and i started bookmarking the blogs of my fav onceler artists. I didn’t join tumblr yet.

I eventually found swag onceler’s askblog and he was extremely entertaining and i was absolutely captivated by his rude humour, his popularity, and the moments of genuine care and niceness that would reveal itself underneath the immaturity from time to time. I still hadn’t joined tumblr yet but i was so addicted to this askblog that i sent an ask thru anon anyway. When he answered it [here!] I was over the moon for the entire week.

At the time he also favoured a onceling named Peppermimint and ppl shipped them together as swaggermint. A lot of other fangirls got jealous but that only made me support the ship more, so i got EVEN MORE INVESTED in the askblog kjfdkfjg that’s right folks, my first ship in the fandom? a onceler askblog x self insert. i never shipped classic oncest or normaler.

I’d go into tinychats too to spy on oncelings talking to each other (also Swag would sometimes show up omg) but i was too shy to participate until one day I did and I also doodled the onceler on the whiteboard back when tinychat still had that feature. Ppl noticed and liked my art and Prisma (the tinychat host) encouraged me to get a tumblr so i could share my art with the fandom. I had already been fantasizing about making my own blog, not only to post my art, but so i could more easily follow all the onceler fanart blogs that i had bookmarked, but that encouragement finally convinced me. So after my final exams were over I started my blog on April 20th 2012.

After officially joining tumblr I eventually found an analysis blog called once-ler-fluff, which was deleted but then remade and you can see some of their original posts here: [link] (and OP is [here!]). It was these insightful analysis posts that really made me appreciate the movie a lot more and made me fall in love with the onceler.

THE REST IS HISTORY and if i keep going in the timeline i’ll never stop until we reach the present slfdjgfl but man 2012 summer was truly the happiest time of my life. I quit everything else i had been doing previously that year (which was mostly a ton of FB games, playfish/EA forum moderating, and venting in a secret online journalabt how sad i am over my past relationship breakup) because the onceler fandom was the only thing i wanted to focus on and the only thing i wanted to spend my time and energy on.

Sooo that’s how i became a onceling!

You can check out this post for more important dates/details: http://miru667.tumblr.com/post/45899026044/okay-im-going-to-record-some-historical-dates

[almightypeachybum]

I was tagged by @missyouhs thannnk youu!!! 🌺🌸🌹✨

how tall are you? I’m 5'1 (That’s for 157 cms, right? foot measure is weird to me, soz)

what colour are your eyes? brown so brown that they look almost black, nah, not really - but deep brown i think

do you wear contacts and/or glasses? yeees! im fucking blind so i cant be without my glasses, i cant even be without them when im outside because i cant see a fuck

do you wear braces? yeees, omg im a stereotype jdjdjdkdkdnks

what is your fashion style? it depends on how im feeling at the moment, really.

when were you born? april 23th

how old are you? 23 i feel fucking old because most of you are younger than me kdndkdkskssk but dont worry im young deep inside

do you have any siblings? two younger sisters

what school/college do you go to? my last year at uni, in fact i’ve got no classes anymore just this semester to do my apprenticeship aand that’s it, i’ll be done soon, i hope.

what kind of student are you? average but im the one who always participates when the teacher or classmates ask for volunteers or opinions

what are your favourite subjects? at school? i loooved biology (sometimes i wonder why i didnt follow that path) history, philosophy and all that

what are your favourite movies? mmmmm idk really, it could be mulan? donnie darko?? nemo is a fucking classic tho.

what are your favourite pastimes? mmmm, doodling??? burning my eyes on ao3? hanging out with my friends??? social media like tumblr or ig???

do you have any regrets? mmm, maybe the chances i didn’t take?

what is your dream job? idk, those people who has to test resorts?? and they have to travel around the world just trying hotels and stuff like that? what a dream tho

would you like to get married? idk, maybe … it depends really

do you want kids? how many? same, i would like to adopt … i think 3 or more because is boring growing up with just one sibling

how many countries have you visited? just 2 kdndndkd peru and argentina

what was your scariest dream? i have a lot of those and they are too long to explain, but there’s one where there’s always a person (a man) looking at me from outside my window and i can feel his stare on me, every time i dream this he’s looking from different distances… sometimes he’s too far and sometimes his face is on my window.

do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other? lmfao, no.

put your playlist on shuffle and without skipping list the first 15 songs

1. dentro de ti - javiera mena 2. church - fob 3. the sound - the 1975 4. mymymy - troye sivan 5. 27 - fob 6. rollercoaster - bleacher 7. stay frosty - fob 8. loving someone - the 1975 9. two ghosts - hs 10. stole my heart - 1d (oommmgggg what a jam i’d forgotten about this one sksjsossjns) 11. young - troye sivan 12. otra era - javiera mena 13. no me hables de sufrir - los bunkers 14. since we’re alone - nh 15. for you - lp feat. rita

im tagging @harrysdamnthighs @kiwiacoustic @harry-did-that @taytay3493 and everyone who wants to do it

[maknaekink]

found you.

Based off this AU.

words: 1,817

rating: Fluff fluff fluffy AU (I’m thinking about making more out of this AU so tell me what y’all think)

summary: A world where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever the hell you want, it will show up on your soul mates skin as well. Yugyeom’s favourite part of the day is watching small doodles and lines show up on his skin, hoping to one day decipher your scribbles and be able to find you.

Yugyeom watched as lines began to surface on his forearm once again. You were obviously bored, wherever you were, because it was a new piece that carried on for ages. He watched, hypnotised as you drew a fairy and surrounded her with intricate patterns and flowers. He watched as you drew the one flower that made it’s way into every piece you drew.

A lily.

He had pieced together bits and pieces about your life and who you were. You were an art student somewhere in Korea, itching to become a tattoo artist. He discovered this as you scribbled down your art history homework on your arm before writing a reminder to ask Hyungwon for the name of the tattoo parlour looking to hire. Yugyeom had frowned when he saw another boy’s name but shook his head as he prayed that you would write down the name of a shop and he’d be able to find you.

He had tried meeting you before, writing locations on the back of his hand, hoping you would see it and realise. But you never came. You had somehow assumed it was an old reminder, completely forgetting the fact that every time you marked your skin, you marked his too.

He himself was a bit of an artist as well, although he prefered dance. He would add little details to your pieces here and there, allowing you the reminder that he was out there and waiting.

You knew he was there. Adding things, giving you reminders. But you were scared. Scared that he wouldn’t be satisfied with the broke aspiring tattoo artist you were. Scared that he wouldn’t be everything you dreamed of. So you pretended to be oblivious.

After a while, Yugyeom gave up on trying to trick you into meeting him and just tried to meet you by chance. Hoping that the supermarket you were going to was the one near his dance studio or that you bought your paints from the same store his friend Jackson worked in. No such luck.

You began to make your reminders a little bit more specific, as if understanding somehow that he was trying to find you.

Breakfast @ Kwang’s Noodle Palace with KiKwang.

Buy new pens @ Kinokuniya by Bingsu Barn.

You would linger a little longer after paying the bill or pretend to not see your pens as you circled the familiar store for the umpteenth time, hoping to run into him.

No such luck.

Years began to pass as you continued to scribble along your skin here and there. It had become a routine for him, watching you aimlessly doodle. You continued to watch as he added himself into your pieces, taking pictures of the final products for your boss at the tattoo parlour. You love how he signed his initials next to yours. KYG.

KYG. Three letters which belonged to someone who could change your life forever.

Your move from Busan to Seoul had been a quick one, and you thrived on being independent. You were doing what you loved and you loved where you were headed. What if KYG was controlling? Or misogynistic? Or unsupportive of your dreams?

You shook your head as you walked through the coldness of autumn to the shop, rushing past others on their way to work.

“Y/N!” Your boss and piercing expert, Im Jaebum, called, “You’re here!”

“Yah! Sorry I’m late, the train was packed this morning so I decided to wait for the next one.”

“No worries.” He pushed his chair back, “Could you man the front desk for a bit? I have to go pick up my little brother. He wants an industrial but is too pussy to come here on his own.”

“Yep, sure.”

“Cool, you’ll like him. Youngjae is pretty cute.”

“You say that about all your brothers. The artsy one, the music one, the dancey one, the martial artsy one. They’re all cute, I get it. It was a common trait in your foster home.” You laughed.

“Don’t sass me, girl. I do pay you.” Jaebum grinned before ducking out of the shop to pick up his brother.

“Next appointment is...” You mumbled to yourself, hoping to get some designing time in, “4pm, Jeon Jungkook.”

You internally danced at the four hours of free time you now had to decorate your arms with. Your designs were by far the most popular and you needed to produce new one.

“What shall our centrepiece be today?” You bit your lip and flipped through the animal and mythical creature designs, “Mermaid it is then.”

You began to lightly sketch the mermaid in the centre of your forearm with the carbon paper. You stopped mid sketch, and decided to put supposed Mr. Right to the test.

“Let’s see if you notice what’s missing, jagi.”

You rubbed the lily off and replaced it with a magnolia, continuing your design until the ink had finally dried on your skin.

Yugyeom was at the dance studio with Jungkook and Bobby when he began to see faint lines appear on his forearm once again.

“What are you painting for me today, my love?” He whispered as he continued to watch your masterpiece come to life. He loved watching you create, it was his favourite part of the day. It meant that you were well and alive somewhere in Korea, doing what you loved. He could just imagine you sitting at your desk, with your tongue out in concentration. He could feel that you were one of those people.

“You should bring your soulmate’s designs to the tattoo parlour I’m going to later.” Jungkook said, “They may just hire her.”

“Last time I checked she has a really good job. Her salary is more that you’ve ever earned.”

“Salty!” Bobby chided, “Jungkook was just making a suggestion, kid.”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s finish this routine, then we can go watch Kookie squirm under the needle.”

“You should get one too!” Jungkook bounced on the balls of his feet, “Something significant to you.”

Yugyeom shook his head, “Not without her permission.”

“So ask her. There’s bound to be a pen somewhere.”

“It’s okay. I’d prefer to ask her in person. Then she can tattoo me herself.”

“You guys will be one of the the most artistic couples I know. A tattoo artist and a dancer. Your kids will be so creative Van Gogh will have a run for his money.” Bobby laughed before turning the music on once more, “Alright then. 5, 6, 5, 6, 7, 8...”

You had finished your mermaid piece and was awaiting any amendments made by him. He would notice right? He had been watching you sketch for almost your whole life, he had to know.

You remembered the first time you sketched on your skin. It was senior year of high school, and you had been bored in your Spanish class, no dar una cogida. You had been scrolling through tumblr, looking at tattoo designs for your friend. You spotted an intricate design of a lily of the valley and immediately needed to mark your skin with the design. So you did.

Once you had finished, you noticed a word below your art piece.

Wow.

He had to remember. It was your first encounter with the man on the other side.

After two hours of staring at the piece on your arm, you noticed a lily being sketched at the bottom of the portrait, making you smile.

He knew. He knew what was missing.

Maybe it was time to let him in. Maybe it was time for you to allow him the luxury of being yours.

Yugyeom traced his attempt at a lily at the bottom of your new design with a sharpie, slightly upset that he hadn’t done it as well as you would have.

“Sorry, love, never going to be as nice as yours.” He blew on the wet ink and lay down on Jungkook’s couch.

“Yah! Jeon Jungkook!” Heol, Jungkook’s girlfriend yelled, “You better pick a nice design. I’ll be stuck with it forever as well.”

“Well, there goes my forehead dick tattoo idea.” He grinned at her cheekily before looking at his friend, “You ready to go?”

“Yeah.” Yugyeom smirked, more than ready to watch Jungkook hold back tears as he got his and his girlfriend’s names tattooed over his heart.

“Are you sure I’ll be okay?”

“My brother makes a shit ton of money off his tattoo parlour. You’re lucky he even squeezed you in, pabo.”

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. You know this is just nerves speaking.”

“Mhmm. Suck it up.” Yugyeom ran his hand through his blonde hair, “At least your pain tolerance is better than Youngjae’s. Jaebum said he had never heard anyone scream as loud as him when he pierced his ear.”

“Oh lord.”

“Don’t pussy out now. You promised yourself you would do this.”

“Right. No turning back now.”

The pair pushed their way into JB’s tattoo shop, heading to the front desk where they found Yugyeom’s foster brother.

“Hm, the artist went to buy lunch for us, so she’ll be a while.”

“She?” Jungkook gulped, “Is she goo-”

“The best.” Jaebum answered firmly, “One of the best artists I’ve ever met.”

“Okay, okay.”

“You can check out her designs if you want. The book is somewhere in the pile on the table.”

Jungkook picked up the first book, which contained the designs for lettering, “It’s okay, I’ll just look for the font I like the best.”

Yugyeom’s curiosity to see how good this artist supposedly was compared to his girl caused him to grab the book under Jungkook’s. He made himself comfortable on one of the loveseats in the waiting area and read the front cover.

Y/N’s designs.

“Y/N.” Yugyeom murmured, “What a pretty name.”

He opened the book and froze. This piece looked so familiar. From the sharp edges of the vampire queen’s teeth to the lily at the bottom of the page. He frantically flipped through the book and found every single design you had designed together with your initials next to his near the bottom.

The door to the shop opened, “Yo boss man, they didn’t have your go to order so I just got you the beef fiesta burrito.”

There you were in all your glory, tight black jeans, Ramones t-shirt and black boots.

“Y/N.” Yugyeom stood up from the seat.

“Hello there...” You tried not to drool at the insanely attractive boy in front of you.

“This is my brother, Yugyeom, and his friend Jungkook. You’ll be doing a piece for him today.”

“Nice to meet you, Yugyeom,” You loved how his name rolled off your tongue.

You stretched your inked arm out to shake his hand, only to be met with a hand connected to an arm with the same exact design. You looked up at him and gaped as he grinned.

“Found you.”

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Eternal Highschool (Endless Summer AU) Chapter I: New Kid Summary: Nicole discovers what a general day is like at her new school and realizes that making it through this high school might be a lot harder than she originally thought. Word Count: 2501 --- The first day of school and she was already late. Nicole was a bright girl, creative, open minded, and full of ideas, and she always seemed to know exactly what was coming next. Her father had gotten a promotion and had to move to a new state in order to stay with his firm, so now Nicole finds herself in an unfamiliar state surrounded by unfamiliar faces, and late for school. As she raced down the long bland halls to her first class she took in her surroundings and realized she had quite a few options. To her left she saw a kid sitting outside by a tree, nearly asleep if not already, and not planning on getting up any time soon. He had long light brown hair and wore a Beatles shirt under his army green jacket that laid over his jeans. In front of her was a science classroom that was quiet and nearly desolate, if the door hadn't been open she would've thought the class was empty. She then looked to her right, knowing all that laid behind her, and there she found an English classroom bursting with life and laughter, the door closed but not holding in the bustling sounds of the room, and just beyond that other doors and lockers lined the hallway. She looked down at her schedule, rolled her eyes, and with a deep sigh read off her first class aloud, "Science, 1st hour." Stepping into the classroom all eyes fell on her, a cold silence overcoming the room, the students eyeing her up and down, taking in every detail of her face and clothing, judging and examining her with their eyes. "I'm Nicole," She introduced herself breaking the silence, clearing her throat first as the teacher scowled. "Sit down," the teacher grumbled, messing with some papers on her otherwise organized desk, her eyes never leaving the papers. "Where?" Nicole asked before catching the eyes of some of the students who only glared at her suspiciously. Ultimately a boy peeped up from the corner to be a contrasting welcome to her presence, "Over here." She nodded and sat next to him, setting her stuff down and sliding into her chair before turning to shake his hand, "Im Nicole." "So I've heard," he chuckled, "I'm Diego. I'll help you find your clique." "My clique? I don't really have a clique, at least I didn't," Nicole admitted pulling out a notebook after seeing the others do it as well. "Everyone has a clique," Diego lectured simply and pointed to a group along the wall, "That's Craig, Sean, and Michelle. They're the jocks." As he called their names out Michelle burst into laughter and Craig screamed something out that Nicole only made out as, "Why'd you make me do that?" Sean reassuring him that he'd be okay as soon as he did. Nicole nodded along as he continued, "That's Grace and Aleister. They totally love each other, but they'll never admit it. They're the nerds." Grace accidentally knocked her pencil off her table and muttered a nearly silent "oops" as Aleister leaned over to pick it up. "Be more careful next time, Grace," he shook his head slightly. She apologized again more softly, though it seemed impossible, and continued what they were previously doing. "That's Quinn and Raj," he explained gesturing to the two in seats in front of them, "They're really good cooks. They're in a bit of a mixed clique. Quinn's a mom friend and Raj is the fun friend." Raj playfully shoved Quinn's arm as he turned around in his chair, meeting Quinn's eyes, "I love hearing people introduce us, mom friend." Diego cackled and Quinn kicked his foot gently, "Quit it you two. You're gonna scare the new kid! I'm sure she's already scared enough!" Quinn offered her hand and Nicole accepted it with a smile, "My name is Quinn." "I'm Nicole," she grinned and turned to Raj, "And you're Raj then, I take it?" He nodded with a smirk, "That's me. Who are you again? You've only introduced yourself a million times!" Diego and Raj broke out into laughter and Quinn just rolled her eyes and let out a small chuckle. Nicole followed suit and chuckled along and soon turned her gaze to a girl sitting at a back table, and prodded them, "Who's she?" "Who?" Diego turned to see the girl and immediately locked eyes with Nicole again, "Her name's Estela. She's kind of creepy and mysterious. No one knows anything about her." "Odd," Nicole shrugged it off, but on the inside curiosity soared inside of her and she hoped to have a chance to learn more about her in the future. "Is it weird that I kind of want to be her friend even though she scares me?" Raj offered up a rhetorical question and only received an exaggerated nod from Diego. "And the kid outside?" Nicole asked, returning the conversation to the original topic, still unbelievably curious. Diego stood and took a minute to look out the window and then returned to sit fully in his seat, and Raj took the opportunity to break the silence with a question that he seemed to already know the answer to, "Back at it again?" Diego nodded and Quinn sighed, "One time he's going to mis something important!" Raj pursed his lips and leaned back, "Well the least we could do is get him to hold out longer than the first day!" Diego attempted to hold back his laughter but a stifled laugh came out anyways, Quinn only smiled widely at it. Nicole chuckled, "An every day thing I take it?" "Oh, yeah. For the most part," Diego informed, spinning his pencil in between his fingers, "His name is Jake." Nicole nodded and began to speak again when the teacher spoke abruptly, "My name is Ms. Iris." As she spoke she began writing her name on the board and as she drew a line with the blue marker under her name she continued, "Not Miss, not Ms. I, only Ms. Iris. I hope many of you already know that I will not tolerate acting out or speaking out of turn. No laughter that is not without due reason and no cell phones." A girl who's head was half shaved and her ears lined with piercings chuckled from the corner. "Who's she?" Nicole whispered to Diego, her voice unheard by the teacher who masked it with her own voice. "That's Zahra. She's a rebel at her best. Her and Craig had a thing a little while ago," Diego explained. "Jock Craig?" Nicole raised an eyebrow. "That's the one," Diego chuckled, leaning back in his chair, "You're a fast learner." Nicole smiled to herself as the teacher barked at Zahra for chuckling, "That was rude and disruptive. Do you have any idea how upsetting it is to hear that?" "If it wasn't upsetting," Zahra paused and kicked her feet up, and with a smirk continued, "I wouldn't have done it." Ms. Iris muttered something under her breath and walked back up to the board to continue a rather boring lesson and Nicole ended up doodling the entire class. As the bell rang and they moved along to second hour, a wave of students rushing out of the door, Diego, Raj, and Quinn pulled Nicole along with them. "You've got English next right?" Diego asked as they walked confidently down the hallway, Nicole racing to keep up with them. "Yeah, I do," Nicole admitted as she followed them and most of the others to their next class. "Good morning, sweetheart!" Quinn teased as Jake walked groggily through the door. He brushed off her teasing and stumbled into the English classroom. Nicole turned to meet Diego's eyes, almost asking him a question without even speaking. "Yeah, it's just a thing he does," Diego spoke, answering her unspoken question and she shot him a nod. They all piled into the class quickly, the teacher bright and bubbly, announcing a daily schedule. Nicole sat with Diego on her right, Jake on her left, and Raj and Quinn in front of them both. "Ok class, today we have a new student!" The teacher was surprisingly happy, unlike her previous teacher, and she seemed to actually enjoy being there. "Nicole, why don't you come up here and introduce yourself?" The teacher announced and as Nicole hesitantly made her way to the front of the class the teacher turned to speak to her, "I'm Ms. Lila by the way." Nicole smiled and then turned to address the class, "Um.. My name is Nicole." Noticing that Nicole didn't know what else to say Ms. Lila prompted her, "Where are you from, Nicole?" Grateful for her question she smiled, "I'm from New York but it's a pleasure to be here now." "That's very nice. You may take your seat now," Ms. Lila offered kindly. Nicole sat back down and began following he lecture closely but occasionally she could swear she caught Jake looking at her, but she couldn't think of a solid reason why. As the class came to a sudden end, Nicole was glad that time flew by so quickly and began gathering her stuff in her bag. "I'm off to third hour, yours is just around the corner. Don't be afraid to ask someone if you can't find it or get lost!" Diego smiled and was soon out the door with Quinn and Raj close in tow. Nicole chuckled to herself, shaking her head slightly and soon noticed that the only people in the classroom were her, Jake, and Ms. Lila. Relief washed over her when Jake did not speak to her immediately and Ms. Lila bid them both a good day. As they both left the door Jake headed in a different direction she wondered if he had stayed after later for a reason or if it was simply a weird and awkward coincidence. She shrugged it off and headed to her history class. Tugging on her backpack straps she strode into the classroom and awaited the beginning of the lesson. This class held few people and less familiar faces but she sat down near Sean, the only one she seemed to remember the name of at the moment. "Hey, Nicole, right?" Sean smiled. "Yeah. You're Sean?" She questioned and when he nodded, his smile never fading, she chuckled with him, "I thought so." "Way to hang around the spotlight," a girl on the other side of Sean teased. "What?" Nicole was genuinely confused but she could understand when looking back how it was taken rudely from the perspective of anyone who didn't understand her intentions. "As if you don't know who Sean is," the girl had now come into Nicole's view and she remembered that it was Michelle. "Take it easy, she's new here," Sean explained, covering for Nicole. Nicole smiled at the gesture, but brushed off the conversation as Sean and Michelle began arguing. The teacher then rose to speak, she was blonde and dressed as if she was in Texas, "Welcome to your first history class of the year." Nicole examined her clothing one final time before focusing back on her words, "My name is Ms. Massey." As if reading off of a list she continued, "We have a new student named Nicole," She gestured towards Nicole and continued, "And we're going to take the rest of the day to make sure you guys understand how this class is run." "Ugh, Rules," Zahra groaned from the back where Nicole hadn't even noticed her sitting. "No rules. Just a syllabus," Ms. Massey assured with a lighthearted laugh and began passing out papers. As the class flew by Nicole began to stare out the window at the colorful leaves falling off the trees and blowing around in the air. She began to wonder how long the year would feel when every day felt like this. "Class dismissed," Ms. Massey's voice brought her out of her daydream and she smiled at the clock noticing that she was letting them out three minutes early. As Nicole peered out of the class she noticed Jake sitting out by his tree and contemplated using her extra time to go out and speak to him. Her debate raged on in her mind before she ultimately decided against it. There will always be tomorrow, or so she convinced herself. She trudged to her next class, Spanish with Mr. Reyes. 4th hour. Walking up the stairs she smiled to herself as she seen the flags for the language classes lining the hallway and she stepped into her classroom. "Hola! Bienvenidos," Mr. Reyes smiled and she nodded along. "Hablas español?" He asked and then when she half shook her head he smiled, "All in due time." The class was strict and the rules were followed and yet it was still rather fun. The notes were meticulous and she had to pay close attention but she was beginning to understand it. As the bell rang out the halls flooded with students and she weaved her way through the crowds. She was thankful that the next thing she went to was lunch, and as she opened the door to the cafeteria she realized just how separated the cliques were. They all sat separately and spoke loudly, the room was overfilled with unnecessary noise, and she was grateful to meet Diego's eyes and for him to beckon her over. "Nicole! Nice of you to join us!" He teased as she set her stuff down and rolled her eyes. "How you liking your classes so far?" Diego prodded, opening his lunch bag with a sigh and eyeing the cafeteria food before deciding not to get food from the line, muttering something about "food poisoning wasn't worth it." "They're alright," she admitted as Quinn got out a well packed lunch and handed Diego some. "What classes do you have next?" Diego reached for her schedule that she had set on the table. "Oh no," he sighed deeply, "You're going to hate the rest of your day." "It can't be that bad, right?" Nicole was now afraid, she hadn't looked closely at the rest of the day yet and as Raj leaned over in silence she repeated herself, "Right?" "P. E. with Ms Brooke is not going to be fun to say the least," Raj began, "Math with Mr. Hunter should be terrible, but then again I just really hate math so that's probably it but still. And then you've got art with Ms. Abby which is a fun class but it's really difficult to pass." "How so?" Nicole refused to believe that art of all classes would be a hard class to pass. "You'll see," Raj grinned, "You'll see."

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100 questions ask game

I was tagged by @mysmoldarkfictionalsons <33 I tag @surelance @spacemcclain @k3ithkogane @bobaphichit and @angst-in-space and all my mutuals/followers :D!! You don’t have to do it but seems like a nice way to know ny’all better :’) 

1: When you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? more cereal!

2: Do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? what is a wintery day all I feel is humidity and tears

3: What random objects do you use to bookmark your books? random receipts 

4: How do you take your coffee/tea? Coffee- cold!!! with a like 2 spoons of cream and a LOOT O sugar 

5: Are you self-conscious of your smile?

My laugh mostly but I guess they’re similar?

6: Do you keep plants?

Yess my home balcony has many 

7: Do you name your plants? No??

8: What artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Drawing drawing painting but not digitally? like sometimes I just take a watercolor paper and attack it with a paintbrush to vent

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? I can’t hum! idk why so I singgg

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? stomachh

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? A beach potato flew around my room and a skeleton wants to bone me

12: what’s your favorite planet? ....earth...??? But I guess the next would be Saturn <3

13: what’s something that made you smile today? This little boy bumped into me and I went ‘ouch’ and he did this little gasp and held my hand I wanted to steal him

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? I have a feeling it would be really warm and fuzzy and a cupboard full of ready made soup powder cause I love soupp

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! If a baby was to be born in space, it would probably be born all deformed 

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? ??? I’m uncultured

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? red and brown highlights just tbh but If I was allowed to be crazy, dark purple <3

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. well I apparently spray painted ‘sex’ in neon orange in the school bathroom in my old school and I once did this complicated dab dance in front of the class nobody lets me forget it 

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? Oh yes I have a lovely black faux leather book and I just write random things that happened in the day or fanart ideas!! surprising amount of matt holt doodles

20: what’s your favorite eye color? Light brown or grey ugh I could melt 

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. I don’t really have one?? but I do have this samsung laptop bag that has literally been with my like everywhere

22: are you a morning person? YES i love four am

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? drink cold coffee, lie on the bed and send stupid selfies to my friends

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? yes <3

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

In my old school there would be the fourth floor where people aren’t allowed to go and I was just curious okay and I looked inside and a shitload of mirrors??? i have no idea

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? this weird ass pink sandals that say new york city on them

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? strawberry I guess?

28: sunrise or sunset? SUNRISE <3

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? This one girl randomly uses her pointer finger to just *flipflopflipflopflipflop* the tip of her nose and then she like blinks twice its so fucking cute okay

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? No 

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. they succ. no? NO!?? yes. socks are weird even the word is weird I dislike them

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. not much to say sadly but this one time on a sleepover we got bored staying awake so we went to the neighbouring 24/7 store and got icecreams and then fell sick it was nice

33: what’s your fave pastry? I guess a.. brownie? I’m not that into baked stuff?

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? didn’t have many wasn’t attached to them...

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? yeS YES YES

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? I think? U2 for some reason

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? clean... :( but im weak

38: tell us about your pet peeves! people not closing the door

people stopping your music to talk to you

people putting a babY ON THE PHONE TO TALK TO ME

39: what color do you wear the most? greyyyy i love wearing grey

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? i have this one pretty crystal pendant that i bought on a roadtrip i love it 

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving? simon vs the homo sapiens agenda

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! the starbucks at the mall? Its ceiling is covered in pipes and stuff for the electricity or heat or whatever but it has really comfy couches i love it

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? My dog.. but a person? I guess this girl in my apartment who I sometimes just roam around with

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? last summer

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? No not really I seem to think about consequences a lot more lately but if I’m feeling it, yES

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. what’s up? - The ceiling.

I HATE THIS WITH MY ENTIRE BEING PEOPLE WHO SAY THIS SHOULD GO TO HELL AND BACK cause im mericful

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? tomatoes. die

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? leaving for college. No

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? idk i dont

50: what’s an odd thing you collect? bookmaRKS i have like 200 of them

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? never come back again by austin

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? cowboy hat!

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? I don’t really care too much?

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? my mom

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? yell ‘kavya is a bich’ into the school on the third floor 

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? when it’s people i LIKE? them

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? that song was my childhood so I love thhsdkjhsjkd just sang along

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? I’m wine mom! S is vodka aunt bc it just fitss

59: what’s your favorite myth? apollo and hyacinthus

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? I guess? I like phenomenal women 

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? I gave a potato and received a small mirror that said -u r bootiful- on the back

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? nahh

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? my bookshelves are BEAUTIFUL ilovethem and I just have my music playlists so??

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? pastel blueee

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? yes

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? white flowers <3

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? aweSOME i have a special playlist for days like that

68: what’s winter like where you live? its rainy

69: what are your favorite board games? TERRA MYSTICAAAA and jenga

70: have you ever used a ouija board? nahh

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? I don’t really drink tea?

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? YES OMG

73: what are some of your worst habits? my hands always get too excited so I fiddle a lot and tend to tear the edges of pages

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. the most reflective pretty eyes I’ve seen. has the best heart in the whole word. literally the embodiment of good and pure

75: tell us about your pets! HER NAME IS AMBER SHE’S A SHIHTZU I WOULD DIE FOR HER AND IF YOU HURT HER I’LL KILL YOU SHE’S THE BEST THING IN THE WHOLE GODDAMNED WORLD

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? writing an exam tbh it doesn’t count though

77: pink or yellow lemonade? pink I had it once I liked it a lot

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? *walks away* don’t include me in your shenanigans

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? So I was about to leave my old school right? last day was over, finals were done, and the reality that I would lose all of them was just settling in. so I think my mom noticed I was depressed and she called up ALL of my friends in my group of pals and they came over even though they live all so far away and I was editing percy in a video and they just hugged me from behind I laughed and yelled i miss them

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? everything is purple I have purple wardrobes and walls and doors and yes. I did choose this color? Because I wanted blue but I also wanted pink at that age so I mixed them in and decided on purple!

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. water at zero gravity

82: are/were you good in school? Yesss

83: what’s some of your favorite album art? I love michl’s art? And Eden’s 

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? Maybe two! Idk I’m just a young potato I’ll see to it later

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? I guess! I love asterix&obelix and tintin and I love omg check please and sharp zero 

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

I listen to some of my dad’s so pink floyd’s I guess

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? The lion king movies and Fantastic Mr. Fox

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? Im too asleep for this 

89: are you close to your parents? yeah

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. I LOVE KUALA LUMPUR its’adjabjkabkjadsbjaksd

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? NO WHERE i’m going to get a 10 cgpa and kick school in its ass

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? CHEESEEEEEEEE

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? two pony tails!

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? this old friend of mine

95: what are your plans for this weekend? study for finals 

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? pretty quickly

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? INJP, capricorn and I’m a slytherin!

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? last summer with my family and yeah

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. any Eden song tbh I just scream and now that Jo reminded me I’m crying to little wonders 

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? five years into the future I’m just too scared to go through everything that happens in the next five

[nancydhooper]

There’s No Evidence I’m in a Gang — Because I’m Not. But I’ve Been Locked Up for Two Months for Gang Membership.

I came to the U.S. to be safe from gangs. Now officials are accusing me of being in one.

One Friday after school last June, I went to play soccer with friends in the park in Brentwood, New York, where I live. I love the soccer fields there. There are lights and grass, and it feels so much nicer and safer than the fields where I used to play. In El Salvador, where I’m originally from, a gun might go off or gang members might grab a player off the field and beat him up.

Walking home with my friend, Juan* around 8 p.m., I felt good. We ran into a kid we knew from school, Andres,* and he joined us. I knew Andres’ face, and I would say, “Hey, what’s up?” when we ran into each other at school, but I didn’t know him well.

As we were walking, Juan and I started to joke around and shove each other, laughing. All of a sudden, we saw a police car pull up. For months, the police had been stopping me frequently and accusing me of being in a gang. Their “evidence” was based on nothing — a doodle they found in my notebook and people I said hello to at school. I had even asked to meet with the police to explain to them that I’m not in a gang.

But this encounter went further. Officers got out of the car and arrested Andres right away. Then they told me and Juan to sit down on the curb. We waited a while, then they called me over to their car.

The cops asked if I was friends with Andres. I said no.

They asked if I knew he was in a gang. I said no.

I asked what was happening. One of them told me I was being arrested for “acting stupid.”

They took Juan and me to the precinct, where we spent the night. For a few hours, I was handcuffed and shackled to the wall, unable to walk around in the cell. The next day, officials took us to court for disturbing the peace. The judge said she would release me because the alleged offense was only an infraction, but the police had called the immigration authorities. We were so scared. They said they were going to deport us.

If Andres was a gang member, I had no idea, and I was never part of any gang. I was terrified. I thought I would lose everything, including my mom, who is the most important person in my life.

The next day, the police brought me to an adult prison. It was a horrible, ugly place, and the guards locked me up with real gang members. When we went outside for recreation, the adult prisoners cursed at us because they thought we were members of a gang. I was so scared. You could be asleep or awake, and it wouldn’t make a difference — it was a nightmare either way.

Days later, my family was able to pay bail and I went home. One of the five police officers who arrested me days earlier came to my house to arrest me again. “You aren’t legal,” he said. “I need to give you to immigration. You’ll probably be deported. That wasn’t true. I was going through the slow process of hearings to try to get legal status in the United States. I still have no idea why the police officers picked me up that second time. All I know is a few days later, I was driven to the airport and put on a plane. I ended up in a juvenile detention center in Virginia.

I had come to the United States because I’d refused to join a gang, and gang members were threatening my life back in El Salvador. First they started coming up to me in the street when I was on my way to church or to the store. They told me to join them or they’d hurt me. One day when I was home on our farm with my sister, men with guns opened the door and just walked into our house. They said they would kill us if I didn’t join them.

The next day my sister and I ran away to another town. That was the beginning of a trip that would eventually take us to the United States, where our mom had been living.

It was a hard adjustment to school in Brentwood. I struggled with English. I had never taken courses like algebra and biology and history. Sometimes the teachers made negative comments about immigrants. Kids born in the United States picked on immigrant kids all the time.

At first, I didn’t feel afraid of gangs in Brentwood, because in this country, people respect the law. I didn’t associate with gang members, so I didn’t think I had anything to worry about. Then one day in the fall, I saw on the news that two girls from my school had been killed by gang members.

I felt afraid to go to school. I wanted to change schools or move to a different town. My mom was scared too and said she’d look into moving.

In February, I was coming into school late one day and security guards stopped me in the hallway, searched my bag, and went through all of my notebooks. On one page of a notebook, I had written the numbers 503, the country code for El Salvador. For me the digits were a symbol of home, something I doodled when I was bored in class. But the security guards called the police officer stationed in our school, and he said the digits showed I was part of a Salvadoran gang.

Even though I said I had never been part of any gang, I was suspended, and soon Suffolk County police officers started stopping me in the street all the time. To keep myself safe from gangs, I tried to keep a low profile at school and be friendly to everyone — but officers said I was friends with gang members.

I was moved to juvenile detention facilities in Virginia and California, and now I’m in upstate New York. I hate being locked up, without being able to see my family, without being able touch them. I have the best mother in the world — she’s always believed in me and she wants me to be someone important — and I hate that I’m not with her. I just want to spend my summer with my mom barbequing in the park with sodas and carne asada and joking and talking about our lives.

I don’t belong locked up. I can’t understand why I’ve been in jail for more than two months. I never belonged to a gang. I never hurt anyone. I never threatened anyone. I fled from the gangs in my country. And I thought I was coming to a country where I would be safe.

* F.E. is initials only, and Juan and Andres are both pseudonyms to protect the identities of minors.

from RSSMix.com Mix ID 8247012 https://www.aclu.org/blog/immigrants-rights/immigrants-rights-and-detention/theres-no-evidence-im-gang-because-im-not-ive via http://www.rssmix.com/

[procrastidating]

im obsessed w myself

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?

I keep my cereal dry and have a glass of milk w it maybe? I eat cereal with my hands like a 2 y/o so

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

Hell yeah sign me the fuck UP.

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

Usually papers or sticky notes and paper clips but I don't clip the page bc thats cruel and unusual

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

I take tea black and like maybe cream if I'm feeling it. Sugar always ruins it for me

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

Not really? Sometimes if I'm getting teeth brushing compulsions but those are less and I laugh too much to hide my smile anyway

6: do you keep plants?

Absolutely I have a spider plant and a succulent

7: do you name your plants?

Laura and Levi ride or die motherfuckers

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

Sometimes writing songs/poems, and I used to make a clay sculptures when that was my shit but I don't like to talk about those or show them to people.

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

Hell yeah or lip syncing aggressively and dancing so I don't bug people on my hall

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

My stomach, occasionally back or side. Sometimes standing up.

11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?

That I'm a triplet with two of my friends who are actually twins! Many more but too complicated to explain

12: what's your favorite planet?

Used to be Neptune but I had to research Uranus once and it fucking sucks that it's always a punchline because it's hella cool and rotates on it's side like it's lying down and I RELATE

13: what's something that made you smile today?

the ducks on my morning walk :)

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

Probably cozy but clean and they'd make it hipster and fashionable and I just want a nice bed and shower

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

URANUS ROTATES ON ITS SIDE AND DESERVES RESPECT U FUCKS

16: what's your favorite pasta dish?

penne pasta with anything and everything

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

Terrifying. No. As a joke? Black.

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

I walked off the edge of a skate half pipe in like 8th grade and I can't escape the ridicule.

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

Since like 2006 I've recorded everything. I write what happens and songs and poems and doodles of events that happened instead of describing them sometimes.

20: what's your favorite eye color?

Why the fuck would I have a favorite eye color. Color is the least interesting thing about someone's eyes

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

My blue bag is just big enough to fit a journal, sunglasses, pain meds, and water which is my survival kit and it constantly saves my life.

22: are you a morning person?

I'm an extreme morning person to an embarrassing degree

23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?

I LOVE TO DO NOTHING. eat and walk around and then put three dogs on my lap and never move again

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO. Last time I had told one person almost every secret about me but they were on a plane to see their priest before I even finished so like fuck that not worth it byeee :))))

25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into?

An old meeting hall and hung out in it in the middle of the night I guess? Lots of trespassing mostly

26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

Crocs. Also f this question?

27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor?

Never had gum so bite me

28: sunrise or sunset?

Sunrise.

29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

INVOLUNTARY GIGGLES. Best people

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

yes.

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

Love my socks like good pals and I'd never sleep with out em!

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

Those are stories just for us.

33: what's your fave pastry?

I'm NE trash and it's donuts

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

My sock monkey jocko, MVP of my goddamn life. 

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?

I have nice pens and nice stationary and I use it frequently but I don't have a variety of them. Just what I like.

36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now?

Elvis. Dance and ballads always

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

Clean but the chaos that sometimes happens let's me make note of my mental state with external indicators

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

Just don't be mean to people you think are less smart than you. That's. Bullshit. Everyone knows something you don't.

39: what color do you wear the most?

Dark blue

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?

My watch. I like to know the fucking time.

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving?

Glass castle lived to the hype

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

I was trying to look up the name of my favorite shop in a’dam it was literal perfection and they had the best nachos and deff didnt sell coffee.

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

I know its happened more recently than this but I was just reminded of when I watched shooting stars last august on the last night of camp and that was a beautiful night. human connection is the best dude.

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

Summer camp night :) because the last time before that was like age 10 so no fucking wonder im going back

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?

hell yeah I’m so fucking smart. But if I have migraine brain my good instincts leave me

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

meat puns are a rare medium well done!

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

none? food thats like also literal poison maybe? if you dont like a food dont eat it man I’m chill.

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

~thunder~ has carried over for sure but I was a pretty fearless kid and now a very fearful 20 something

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

COMPILATION CDS ARE MY SHIT! Like obscure dance music from the 00s and 90s, I recently bought 3 of those.

50: what's an odd thing you collect?

white rocks

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

this is so fucking obscure. I think of my dad and  pedal your blues away. 

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?

the make a playlist one is making me laugh right now

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?

I’ve seen em all and theyre all good! I can see why they all have cult followings although im not cult-y about any of them sry

54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?

ouch. no comment.

55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point?

I declared myself queen of the school to demonstrate how dumb I thought class elections were.

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?

people that say your name/call you by a nickname! people that laugh at my jokes! people that like me! Its not very hard for me to become obsessed w you

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

no time for that and also im not in 10th grade anymore

58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

I’m starting to get bored of these Qs

59: what's your favorite myth?

Abi Yo Yo. Is that a myth? do i give a fuck?

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

I like shel silverstein and everything else can go FUCK ITSSELF. also john donne and rumi etc etc leave me alone

61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received?

All my gift are kinda dumb and once lya gave me a rock and it was the tits

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?

im allergic to that SHIT

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

im not meticulous about anything. main life flaw

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?

hella grey. i love it.

65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with?

Sean :( hopefully this summer!

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

what the FUCK. but also white daises bc theyre my fave flower okay leave me alone.

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

I go on walk and splash in puddles and stay outside as long as I can and then read and sleep!

68: what's winter like where you live?

endless and fantastic when the skiing is good

69: what are your favorite board games?

trouble

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

yeah but like also prob inaccurately 

71: what's your favorite kind of tea?

english breakfast cuz im classy 

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?

yup

73: what are some of your worst habits?

migraines, talking myself out of things

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

they are wild and loud but secretly so intelligent and thoughtful. They finally figured out thier haircut and I miss them everyday I’m without them because they are my home and my safety and sometimes I feel useless without them to anchor me.

75: tell us about your pets!

Ceilidh - sweet baby angel with too much strength and visits the neighbors and would kill anyone who tried to hurt me

Uma - cuddley as fuck but is not attached to anyone or anything and might run away and join the circus except her anxiety is off the fucking charts and she needs to protected

Wykeham - literal idiot with bad hearing and eyesight and shouldnt even be alive but he just wants to drink water and sleep all day preferably on your chest and he is so dumb though he also needs to be protected at all costs cause idk how he made it this far.

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't?

so much

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

IM ALLERGIC TO THAT SHIT

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

I prefer indifference and non affiliation

79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

light up a golf course at night to dance with me after a FIRST DATE. next level

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?

after The Wallpaper i fought and painted them Canary Yellow which is bright as fuck and helps separate myself from the subdued Hell House outside the door

81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

if the water in your sink was suddenly beautiful

82: are/were you good in school?

does it even matter if i am or was

83: what's some of your favorite album art?

idk but i really like join us by TMBG

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

unsure

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?

no sorry

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

eh

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

harold and maude, TLM 2

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

COBRA

89: are you close to your parents?

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.

Amsterdam is perfect and so is the netherlands and I love it there and I miss it.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

This year is just within US, MN, Chi, and Portland. Maybe sweden this winter.

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?

im on this earth for cheese

93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most?

uh none? short hair? shit whats a hairstyle?

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?

Madeline!

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

Im SMing a show~

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

who has the time

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

INFJ, Aries, and i dont remember... it was gryffindor or hufflepuff

98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

this morning. its my shit

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

unchained melody elvis version

honest truth typhoon

common sentiments typhoon

say you love me

comeback kid

so many more but i just wanna finish this

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

the future for SURE 5 years ago was shit thats why. even if the future is worse it still dont want to relive dating andy