how to play a video game

Dating Charlie Bradbury would involve

·        Geeking out over books, shows and movies

·        Having a movie night every week

·        Sharing shirts

·        Her teaching you how to hack

·        You teaching her how to hunt

·        Playing video games together

·        The two of you dancing to music together

·        Making references that only you two would understand

·        Trying to make each other laugh when you shouldn’t

·        Helping her with her mom

·        Recommending books to each other

·        Meeting her with Sam and Dean

·        Protecting each other

·        Both of you hacking into things for fun

·        Usually Sams laptop

·        Or Deans phone

·        Helping bring her back after her death (can’t leave her dead I love her too much)

·        Singing to each other

·        Soft kisses

·        Her laughing every time a guy flirts with you

·        “Oh hey, I see you met my girlfriend. Isn’t she amazing?”

·        Taking care of each other when one is sick

·        Watching Harry Potter anytime you can

·        Buying each other merchandise, books, etc instead of flowers

LARPing together

·        Being the cutest couple all around

Originally posted by itsyeimo

rocketboytracy  asked:

Alan walks in and sits down next to his brother without saying a word. He then leans up against him, drapes his growing legs over the edge of the couch and starts playing one of his video games.

Scott’s supposed to be watching a documentary about how war leads to massive advances in technology. Brilliant blue eyes watch the holograms of a thousand soldiers but his thousands are a thousand miles away, back in Australia and the last mission he completed.

It didn’t go badly but it wasn’t perfect either and the minute imperfections Scott can’t seem to iron out haunts him as the documentary slowly trudges through the second world war.

All of a sudden there’s company in the form of a little brother. Like a cat he moulds himself into Scott’s personal space and, also like a cat, begins to play a video game without so much of an acknowledgement.

And like a cat, somehow it’s incredibly comforting. Scott’s hand goes to the mop of blonde hair beneath his nose and he can forget the little things that trouble him. It’s always better to focus on what he’s got but it’s kinda hard to remember that sometimes. But not when little brother’s with him, all warm and fluffy and nice.

elexuscal  asked:

Jasper+Amethyst; sister sister bonding

Sisterly Bonding


“C’mere! Trust me, you’ll love this!”

Jasper followed Amethyst down the boardwalk. Amethyst quickly turned and entered a dimly lit area, filled with electronic beeps and squawks and flashing multicolored screens.

“What… is this place?” Jasper asked puzzledly.

“It’s the arcade. People come here to play games and junk.”

“Games? These loud… things are games?” Jasper asked in pure shock.

“Uh, yeah,” Amethyst shrugged. “It’s kinda like the game console Steven has back at the house. ‘Cept larger and a lot more.”

Jasper nodded, silently wondering how on any planet, humans could think such things were fun. She had thought largely the same when Steven had shown her his video game device.

And the fact that Jasper couldn’t fully wrap her head around the controls had nothing to do with her indifference.

Amethyst seemed to be able to sense her unimpressed attitude as she led her through the various game boxes. “Trust me, sis. I got you covered.”

They stopped in front of one of the cabinets, though this one looked rather different. It still had the flashing screen and was making rather loud noises, like all the rest, but instead of the usual buttons and and movable stick, it had a person shaped dummy, its arms held up with two pads on either hand.

“Okay. What is this?” Jasper asked, raising a single eyebrow.

“It’s called ‘3 Punch Man’,” Amethyst explained. “What ya do is pretty simple. Let me put in a quarter…” Amethyst reached into her pocket and removed the coin that she had asked the small, yellow human for. She inserted it into the small slot at the bottom of the cabinet and it suddenly sprang to life.

“YOU DARE CHALLENGE ME PUNY MORTAL!?” it blared at Jasper. “I WILL SHOW NO MERCY!”

“Alright, Jasp,” Amethyst said, holding her fists up in a mock gesture of fighting. “Give the dummy your best three punches! Er- well, not best,” she added. “We don’t need two of us banned from the arcade.”

Jasper grimaced at Amethyst followed by the machine, before shrugging. No harm in indulging her, she supposed. Even if she didn’t see the point in holding back…

Jasper gave the dummy a light left hook. It wobbled a little before blaring at her, “IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT?!”

She frowned at the thing. “It’s mocking me.”

“Yeah, that’s what it does. How it gets people to want to punch it.”

Jasper tightened her fist and jabbed the dummy. Again it wobbled and belted out another insult, “WEAKLING! YOU’LL NEVER OVERCOME ME LIKE THAT!”

Jasper began to grin her teeth. This machine had it coming, but… she knew she needed to heed Amethyst’s words. Human things were rarely designed with Gem’s in mind.

One last time, she socked the dummy with as much force as she dared. Her only reward was more mockery. “HAHAHA! A TRUE LOSER! RETURN WHEN YOU’VE IMPROVED!”

“Geez. Is this thing rigged or–”

Amethyst didn’t get a chance to finished her question. In an instant, Jasper roared and punched the dummy’s head clean off it’s padded shoulders.

The two were silent for a moment before both broke out laughing.

Bwahahah! Oh, man,” Amethyst said, trying to to suppress her laughter. “That was great!”

“It was!” Jasper excitedly agreed. “Truly this was my greatest opponent!”

The two continued to laugh before finally being able to gather themselves. Amethyst began walking away, waving for Jasper to follow her. “C’mon, sis. Let’s go tell management they can bill Greg. Then I think it’s about time I introduce you to donuts.”

Replies

@owly-sims replied to your post: “An Accurate Portrayal of How Video Games Are Played  (if people were…”

Keep the puns coming! :D

The puns are here to stay >:D


@nornities replied to your post: “An Accurate Portrayal of How Video Games Are Played  (if people were…”

So accurate! :D

You’re right, Norn!

Every video game has opening credits of bears smelling flowers :D



@ashuriphoenix replied to your post: “An Accurate Portrayal of How Video Games Are Played  (if people were…”

NO MORE PUNS, YOU xD

Whaaaaaaaale, let me think about it…

I can’t bear to live without puns. 



ashuriphoenix replied to your post: “An Accurate Portrayal of How Video Games Are Played  (if people were…”

Though I do love the Squad. They’re awesome. :D

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I never thought I’d get to see club penguin’s iceberg tip but here we are, probably 10 years since I stopped believing it was possible, and dreams have come true. (Excuse the sniff in the middle - I was holding back tears)

Oh noes! The gang’s trapped inside a video game!

And because Warner Brothers had zero idea how game development works, the gang has to play through every level to reach the end.

To escape a level, all they have to do is touch the box of Scooby Snacks. Easy!

They get teleported into a Roman colosseum level,

–and… well, I’m not saying that their methods of winning are inefficient, but the gang manages to…

1. Have a chariot race,

2. Get Shaggy caught in a net,

3. Do some bullfighting with a lion,

4. Waste a bunch of time chitchatting while Shaggy’s life is in massive danger,

5. Hatch and execute a plan to lock away the lion,

6. Waste even more time chitchatting while all their lives are in massive danger,

7. Cause a giant dust storm,

8. Go pole vaulting,

9. Impersonate an emperor,

and 10. Nearly get cut in half…

…all because they weren’t willing to walk the 30 feet to go touch the Scooby Snacks that were available, unguarded, literally the entire time.

Hamilton Characters + Gamer Alignments

The whole mess about difficulty modes in video games is so weird to me, because I’ve seen it before. The tabletop roleplaying hobby went through exactly the same thing decades earlier.

I remember the flamewars about how games where you didn’t die instantly at zero hit points were coddling unskilled players and bringing about the downfall of “real” gaming.

I remember it being seriously debated whether making games more mathematically accessible was worth the potential loss of granularity - and, indeed, whether people who were bad at math “deserved” to play at all!

Heck, even a lot of reasoning was word-for-word identical. Folks used to argue with a straight face that of course your new character should start at level 1 when your old character died, no matter what the party’s average level was, because you had to earn the right to enjoy the game “properly” by slogging through multiple sessions with a character who’s bad at everything first.

It’s that noxious combination of “all games should be difficult to play because I’ve invested my entire identity in having mastered that difficulty” and “I want games that don’t cater to the exact mode of play that I prefer to fail, and I want the exact things that I dislike about them to be the reason that they fail“ - well, it’s awful familiar, is what I’m saying.

I won’t say that the tabletop roleplaying hobby ever entirely got over it - the “games that don’t cater exactly to me should fail” attitude still strongly informs the “Edition Warrior” mindset in D&D circles, for example - but the broader community basically came to a consensus that people who think like this are assholes decades ago, so watching video games describe the same trajectory evokes a strange mix of nostalgia and exasperation.

170510 BTS Chatroom

🐥 kim taehyung come out
🐥 kim taehyung come out quickly
🐥 i want to call you here so bad so come out quickly
🐥 there’s no such thing as rest time for you
🐥 guys please call taehyung
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ wow he’s not coming
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋ i’m just calling him ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 tae tae tae tae tae tae tae aet tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae
🐥 twe
🐥 twe twe
🐥 if kim taehyung doesn’t come by 20 i’m going 
🐥 yeah it’s me
🐥 taehyung-ah you’re responsible for all of this situation
🐥 i called you
🐥 you should come when i call you
🐯 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 oh you come at 20 exactly
🐯 what
🐥 just
🐯 what do you want
🐯 i’m busy right now
🐥 i’m just calling
🐥 why are you busy
🐯 why did you call me
🐥 are you playing games again
🐥 give me 10 reasons
🐯 what games
🐯 i’m stretching my leg muscles
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋ i was just at your room
🐯 oh sorry
🐯 i started
🐯 after you went
🐯 hooha hooha
🐥 oh really
🐯 guys 
🐯 jimin
🐯 said he’s gonna
🐯 send you his aegyo video~~
🐯 bye
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ can’t say anything but laugh ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 my friend’s a liar
🐥 yo i know you’re reading ㅋㅋㅋ don’t pretend you went ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 heh
🐯 i got caught?
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 you thought i wouldn’t know, how can i not know you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 keep your promise
🐯 aegyo video
🐯 film it
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ oh the aegyo video that you said you wanted to film together
🐥 keep your promise ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 wut
🐯 i never said that
🐯 i have tons of aegyo videos from our manggaetteok jimin-ssi in my phone, shall i post them all?
🐥 not that taehyung, you said you want to film aegyo video for armys so bad 🙂
🐥 wanna film one?
🐥 do you hate it taehyung?
🐯 not aegyo
🐯 i want to show armys my cool side
🐥 taehyung are you gonna be like that?
🐯 game or
🐥 okay if you hate it that much i’ll film it alone
🐯 game or
🐯 stuffs like games
🐥 i didn’t know you hate it that much
🐯 guys
🐯 he’s gonna film it!!! oho succeeded
🐥 what ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋ
🐯 let’s play
🐯 ㄲ
🐯 ㄱ
🐥 i’m gonna do it~ i will, taehyung you do it too
🐯 okie
🐯 if you post it
🐯 i’m gonna post
🐥 ‘kay rest ㅋㅋ going to post it ㅋㅋ 
🐯 aegyo videos of our precious members in my phone
🐯 where
🐥 confirm plz i sent it to you
🐯 can i post this?
🐯 aw so cute our jiminie
🐥 yo
🐥 you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ make me speechless ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 yo brat you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 you should say it here
🐥 yo ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ i really have nothing to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 
🐥 you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋ taehyung ㅋㅋㅋ not that ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 jimin-ssi you should keep in mind that i have you in the lines of my palm
🐯 😊
🐯 i should post one of jimin’s cool like ryan mcginley photos
🐯 guys i posted
🐥 what’s with “the lines of my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ not even “my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Signs based on people I know
  • Aries: Really loud, Extroverted, Doesn't care what others think of them, Knows how to compliment you, Cowardly, Loves to brag, Self-centred, Tries to learn from past mistakes, Wants to be everyones bestie, Kind of like a overly excited dog with huge eyes, Hyper af
  • Taurus: Know-it-all, Kind, Grumpy, Their doors are always open if you're in need, Family oriented, Likes to buy clothes, Has a very interesting fashion style, A bit cold sometimes, Loves sleeping, Can never agree with you, Will lecture you for 4 hours if you did something stupid
  • Gemini: Witty, Flirty, Strange sense of humour, Dismissive, Is always changing their hair, Loves kissing, If mad ignores you, Kind of pretty but I'm mad at them so no not really, Haven't like seen them for almost 3 years
  • Cancer: Loves to draw, But when drawing curses and gets mad, Grumpy, Doesn't talk much, But does get these random times that they talk non-stop, Forgetful, A bit of an airhead, Takes things very personally, Angry eyebrows on fleek, Loves buying random things, Specially for people, Changes their hairstyle and hair colour like all of the time and then regrets it
  • Leo: Talks for hours about something they find interesting, Manages to make people interested in that certain thing, Always got something to say, Smart, Humorous, Loves Spain, Probably wants to live in Spain, Really good at hiding their flaws, Sure of themself
  • Virgo: Manages to impress a art teacher with a dead bird, Takes bath with their friends, Whiny, Creative, Hypocrite, Lazy, Only has crushes on guys who are muscular, Thinks everyone has a crush on them, Funny, Knows how to do everything
  • Libra: Gossiper, Says that they hate something but never do anything about it, Loves cats, Is super scared of ghost movies but watches them anyways, Has been on a diet since 2003, Binge eater, Really artistic but doesn't pursue that talent, Likes being alone, Only reads crime stories
  • Scorpio: Is always the victim, Thinks they did nothing wrong, Cries a lot, Uses fancy words to sound smarter, Loves dragons, That binge eater who cries while binge eating, Plays too many video games, Wants to get revenge on someone all the time
  • Sagittarius: Almost always in a good mood, When angry takes it out on everybody, Always traveling, Loves to talk about history, Generous, Cuddly, Thinks amusement parks are the best but doesn't like to go to something the includes horror, Only watches action films, A bit insecure, Is actually just a huge dog that wants to play
  • Capricorn: Always wearing a cosplay, Everyone loves them for some reason, Doesn't take any responsibility, Only thing they do is make cosplays, Talks in memes, Dyes their hair colour like every week, Is really popular but still says that they don't have any friends, Is single for maybe a day
  • Aquarius: Really chill, Quite, Soft spoken, Secretive, Somehow knows what you like even though you've never told them, Awkward, You sometimes forget that they're in the room, You never know what they are going to do, Mysterious
  • Pisces: Only hobby is basketball, Cries when they don't get something, Favourite child, Strong willed, Has really strong opinion on things, Emotional, Has tons of stuff that they never use, Always seems to have money, Eats candy in secret for some reason, Has definitely started drinking but their parents try really hard to deny it

Jesus Christ. I just watched the video where Arin talks about having his first panic attack, and let me tell ya I’m fuming at the game grumps fans right now.

literally all of the comments said things like “arin you’re so stupid. shut up.” or “your philosophy is shit, arin.” or “shut the fuck up you’re just using this as an excuse for why you’re bad at video games.” I’m not making this up. These are literally comments I saw.

And? I’m just?? So angry. I don’t usually comment about disagreements and stuff but this pissed me off. People wanna find any way they can to shit on arin and that includes this. arin shared a personal life experience with us and told us his honest outlook on his life. he’s not trying to complain; he’s just trying to be fucking honest.

if danny had told us that, the reaction would’ve been completely different. we all know it’s true. People would’ve been telling him to go easy on himself and that we love him and so on.

so why do people hate on arin so much? I seriously don’t understand. because he doesn’t play video games the way you want? because he did something differently than how you would? because he has a different philosophy than you?

fuck you, whoever said those horrible things to him. I know arin doesn’t care and honestly this post might be pointless, but it pissed me off that arin would be treated like that for sharing something personal like that.

You have woken up to find yourself in the body of a professional gamer and you now have to keep their YouTube channel running. The problem is that you don’t know anything about the gamer and you don’t know how to play video games at all.

listen i love bmc and all the ships, but can we talk abt friendships for a sec???

michael and rich going to 711 at 2 am together after neither of them can sleep. christine introducing chloe to some nerdy tv show and then them binge watching it for an entire weekend together. brooke and jeremy playing lazer tag against jake and jenna and losing by so much, jesus christ. jake and christine?? amazing friends, they watch star trek together. michael braiding brooke’s hair and listening as she complains about her parents. jeremy teaching jake about video games and talking about how much better michael is at them. jenna and christine gossiping together until far too late o’clock. them all going to pride together bc no one is straight aka the Purest Concept.

The night starts with a big, spicy Philly cheese steak. It’s about 6pm. I’ve been wanting to try the cheese steak from this corny, 50’s retro place for a long time. I gobble down the big greasy bowl of meat, hot sauce, and cheese, then head to the coffee shop for my weekly draw group. A little after I get home, about 10pm, a stomach ache comes on. “Damn, guess spicy foods are out.” I’ve been getting stomach aches every time I have spicy Thai or hot wings. I google search about spice pain- possible stomach ulcer? “I guess I have been stressed lately, but no more than usual I don’t think…” File under “Will investigate further later.“ According to the comments on this health website, a glass of milk will help. Gulp one down, go to bed.

Wrestle to sleep for about an hour. Realize the ache is just over the required pain threshold to keep you from sleeping. Do some work on my comic, more tired, but stomach worse. Will play batman until I fall asleep. I feel like I’m just running in circles… How many times have I failed this mission? Batman, batman, stomach now hurts too bad to enjoy an active task like video games. Deliriously tired. Would be great to sleep through the rest of this abdominal temper tantrum. Try the old “hot shower will make you sleep” trick. Take some Pepto-Bismol, and some generic acetaminophen. Out of the shower, hurts to walk around now, and to lie down. Guess I’ll have to wait it out with my eyes open. Call and leave my Doc a message, maybe will get a spot in there tomorrow. Need to get that ulcer discovered… Time to enjoy a passive task like watching TV. Breaking Bad feels like the right mixture of funny and painful, just like me and my burning spice belly. Damn, I can’t even enjoy that part where during Hank’s interrogation of that meth head, Wendy, she accuses Hank of trying to buy sexual services from her on behalf of an underage “football player” (a misunderstanding involving Walter Jr. from a few episodes before). Oh hell. Time to look up what time emergency medical clinics open. Guess I’ll have to pay out of pocket since I can’t wait for my Doc tomorrow.  It’s about 4am now. Earliest clinic opens at 8. Now hungry again, but can’t eat what with all the pain. One hour down. Man, this is really starting to hurt. Can I really wait 3 more hours? Sitting is starting to hurt as much as lying and standing. And I’m still not enjoying TV. Okay, I’ve come to a decision…. 

“Hey, Kayla, my stomach still hurts, I’m thinking about driving to the ER, do you wanna come?” “Oh! Ya, sure. What time is it?” “It’s 5:30”. I  call the hospital “Hey, I’ve had a pretty bad stomach ache all night, I’m thinking of coming by.” Operator: *long pause* “Haha, well, okay! We’re open all night, so just come on in.” 

Driving with a stomach ache is not so bad, because you’re already hunched over. Wish Kayla could drive, but she doesn’t really know how, probably would have a panic attack and would definitely crash. Interesting that they have ER parking, I wonder how many ER patients drive themselves here… All bodily positions hurt my insides now, signing in to this place sucks. Give Kayla half the paperwork to fill out, glad she’s here, or this would be really boring. Man, they sure take a long time for someone trying to get into an empty emergency room… Signing in with a nurse, she ask me my height and I say “ ‘5’’8”, but I notice she puts down “ ‘5’’7”… They want to look at my pee, they always want to see my pee. I pee, no blood, so whatever that tells them means I’m getting an ultrasound first. Then a young nurse named Ken, a cool Asian dude with screws through both ears, squirts so much morphine into my IV that I lean back and audibly say “oh my god.” I feel it ripple like a shock wave from my arm down to the ends of my body. My belly is feeling alright now. 

The ultrasound technician tells me that babies are the least common thing she uses ultrasounds for. My joke has fallen flat. Back in the room, the doctor and his manila folder tell me “Good news! No gallstones, there are kidney stones inside your kidneys, but since they are inside, you shouldn’t be feeling the pain from those.” “Wait, does that mean I have to pee those stones out at some poin–” It is not discussed again. Seeing that neither organ has the appropriate stones, Doc would “rather not expose me to more radiation than necessary” and is working on discharging me. But, “I won’t leave here without a diagnosis.” 

In I go to the CT scan tube. That hot squish of contrast dye spreading through my veins. “Okay, we’re moving you into a room upstairs.” Says a hippy technician. Upstairs in my sweet and swanky single with couch, a person I’m pretty sure is just a businessman disguised in medical scrubs types on a computer. He takes down my answers to what seem like pre-surgery questions. “Do you have anybody specific on file in the event you are medically unable to yield consent  for yourself?” This, combined fact that they won’t feed me, makes me wonder what it is I’m going into surgery for. I saw this same thing about a year and a half ago with the whole brain debacle, but that’s a story for another time. Several medical people dip in, sprinkle breadcrumbs of information; it’s like a game show challenge that combines a scavenger hunt with a jigsaw puzzle. You have to gather the pieces of information from their hiding places, then assemble them in the correct order to reveal an answer. A tech comes in and spoils the game, “You seem to have a lot of questions, so I just want to make sure, you know you have appendicitis right? We’re about to take it out.” “Thank god,” I think. “It’s not the spicy foods. Spicy foods are still in.” Downstairs, in pre-op, I complain to my plain-clothes surgeon about how analog tests like pressing on my stomach are remarkably inaccurate, since a doctor’s subjective interpretation of my poor description of say, “the pain is slightly higher” can rule out appendicitis, the same appendicitis that a machine might spot an hour later. I tell him that I almost got sent home. My surgeon tells me he’s been doing analogue tests for 30 years, and not to worry about it. I start to tell him how “my deadpan reaction to pain also causes a lot of people to misdiagnose me, that a lot of people laugh when I describe how I’m in pai–”, but he walks away in the middle to get dressed for surgery. The operating room has big TVs and lights, it looks like a set, and I consider the possibility of fake hospitals as the anesthesia takes the wheel.

In the recovery area, the nurse tells me how big, inflamed appendixes can be agitated by spicy foods, foods high in fat, and dense foods like heavy cheese. I see an image of a spotlit cheese steak appear in a black void. Nurse feeds me ice chips and tells me she craves ice chips when she’s dehydrated. I suggest that she only craves ice chips because she works in a hospital, that ice chips are too unsatisfying a thing to crave at random, and that most people would just crave water. She agrees. Back upstairs in my room, it is now 8pm, and it has been 26 hours since I’ve eaten. I’ve been hydrated only through IV’s. The driest mouth and the clearest pee. Because the lingering anesthetic can cause nausea and vomiting, they will only give me jello. I go nuts on the jello. They continue to give me every jello I ask for, one at a time, like a test. Way past where I though the cutoff point would be, the nurse tells me “That’s it! There’s no more jello! You ate all the jello on this floor.” You’re damn right I did, you’re damn right….

Meet boy. His name’s Lian. He and Dorian do each other’s makeup and nail polish sometimes (°◡°♡).:。 

anonymous asked:

Hello!! Can I ask for a friend zoned MC feeling unrequited love to the RFA + V & Unknown which ends in a "I like you god damn it" confession?? And they like you back?? Thank youuuu (: I love your blog btw

Author’s note: sorry this is so rushed I have to post Saeran/V’s separate bc this is so long || So some of these aren’t as much confessions as they are cute, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY THEM NONETHELESS ♥

Yoosung

  • “To the left, MC!!!! NO, YOUR OTHER LEFT!”
  • You smashed the buttons of your controller down, hoping something good would happen
  • I have no idea what I’m doing.
  • “Uhh, Yoosung?”
  • “Hmm?”
  • “I think I just died.”
  • “WHAT?”
  • You set your controller down and glanced over at your best friend
  • His eyes were glued to the screen, tongue sticking slightly out just like it always does when he’s focused on something
  • The light from the monitor flashed white and Yoosung jerked forward, causing your knees to collide
  • You felt your face heat up at the skin on skin connection
  • “A-Ah, Yoosung?”
  • “Not now, MC, I think I can win this!!”
  • Yoosung leaned over in front of you, trying to get a better angle of the screen
  • You got a whiff of Yoosung’s shampoo and your heart skipped a beat 
  • I don’t know how he smells this good after playing video games all day.
  • You involuntarily reached out and ran your fingers through his hair
  • “…So soft.”
  • For a second you though you felt Yoosung leaning into your touch
  • But that’s probably my imagination…
  • The screen flashed again and Yoosung turned around to look at you
  • He was still leaning over on your side, your faces now inches apart
  • “I won!”
  • Yoosung gave you a close eyed smile
  • That damn smile.
  • When you didn’t respond to him, Yoosung frowned
  • “What’s wrong, MC?”
  • “…”
  • Screw it.
  • You summoned every ounce of strength you had and closed the gap between his lips and yours
  • Before Yoosung could react, you pulled away
  • “U-Uhhh,” you looked at Yoosung’s bright red face, “Congrats on the win?”
  • Do it!! Tell him how you feel!
  • “Yoosung, I-“
  • “M-Me too.”

Zen

  • It was just another average friend date with Zen
  • You, him, a small bistro, hundreds of fans all begging to get a picture with him
  • Just a normal day
  • “Zen, over here!!!”
  • “Sorry about the flash, I just HAVE to make sure it’s a good picture.”
  • “Are you stupid??? ALL of Zen’s pictures are good!”
  • You turned to look at your friend, who was soaking up as much of the limelight as possible
  • This dork…
  • He stood up and tapped on his glass with a fork
  • “Ladies, ladies, you can all get a picture with your Zenny, just be patient!”
  • “Since when are you theirs?” you mumbled, crossing your arms
  • Zen glanced back at you
  • Crap, did he hear me?
  • You gave him a big smile and a thumbs up
  • That ought to throw him off his tracks.
  • Zen turned back to the sea of fans
  • “I’ll be outside in ten minutes, so if everyone could make a line outside, that would be perfect!”
  • In the blink of an eye the restaurant was empty again, a flood of screaming girls and guys retreating outside to wait for their prince
  • A sigh of relief escaped your lips as Zen sat down
  • “Are you mad at me?”
  • You looked down at your food and began messing with it
  • “Don’t play with your food, MC.”
  • “Okay, mom.”
  • He sighed, “If you aren’t going to answer my question I’ll just go outside right now.”
  • Zen put his hands on the table and started to push himself up
  • “W-Wait.”
  • You grabbed his arm and pulled him back down
  • “I’m not mad at you,” you sighed, “I’m just mad that we never get to spend time together like we used to.”
  • Zen put his hand on top of yours and leaned in toward you
  • “What do you mean? I see you all the time up at work!!”
  • You stared at his hand
  • He’s touching me.
  • He’s holding my hand.
  • ZEN is holDING MY FREAKING-
  • “MC???”
  • You awkwardly coughed and pulled your hand away
  • “Y-Yeah, uh no… what were we talking about?”
  • Zen leaned back in his chair
  • “Never mind… let’s just eat.”
  • He lifted up his glass of water to his lips
  • Those lips…
  • “I love you.”
  • “WHAT?”
  • “DAMNIT ZEN!”
  • You pushed away from the table and stood up
  • “You spit all over my shirt,” you gestured down to the wet material that clung to your chest, “my WHITE shirt!!’
  • “W-Well you said that you… you love me.”
  • “Ah… that.”
  • And all of sudden, the floor became veryyyyy interesting
  • I wish I had the power of invisibility…
  • “MC, look at me.”
  • While you were contemplating superpowers, Zen had taken the time to walk over and stand in front of you
  • “Nah, I think I’m good,” you continued looking down, “the floor happens to be my favorite shade of… brown.”
  • A soft and warm hand tilted your chin up, and your eyes met his scarlet ones
  • “I love you too.”
  • You slowly leaned in-
  • “ZENNY, WE’RE WAITING~”
  • Offff course.
  • Zen stepped back and glanced at the girl peeking through the front door
  • There was the click of a camera and a squeal, and she was gone again
  • Zen scratched the back of his head
  • “Sorry, I guess it’s-whoa whoa WHOA, what are you doing????
  • You flung your wet shirt over the back of the chair and shivered
  • “Man, this place is kinda cold,” you looked up and smirked, “then again, I am wearing just a bra.”
  • You heard a very inhumane noise come from the back of Zen’s throat
  • “The fans can wait.”
  • Zen grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his chest, his lips crashing against yours
  • The beast was NOT contained that night

Jaehee

  • On your way out of the RFA building you glanced at your watch
  • Damn… it’s already 11pm? I stayed waaaaayyyy too late.
  • When you walked past the break room you heard the familiar sound of the copy machine clunking turning on
  • “…damn Jumin and his damn reports-“
  • I wonder if that’s…
  • “-with his damn cat and the damn cat wine.”
  • Yup, that’s Jaehee.
  • You peeked in the room and watched as she stuffed a stack of papers into the copy tray
  • She wiped her hands on her skirt and sat in the chair next to the whirring machine
  • “You should go talk to her.”
  • “WhAT THE-“
  • Seven put a hand over your mouth and pulled you away from the door
  • Jaehee glanced up and sighed
  • “Anyone there?”
  • Seven removed his hand and you lowered your voice to a whisper
  • “What the hell do you want?”
  • He glanced at the breakroom and then back to you, giving you his famous ‘I have an idea that could go horribly wrong or perfectly right’ look
  • “Good luck,” was all he said before grabbing you and harshly shoving you in the breakroom
  • “WAIT-”
  • But it was too late
  • In a flash the redhead was gone, and you were alone with Jaehee
  • She looked up and smiled
  • “MC? I didn’t know you were here so late! It’s nice to have some company.”
  • You stared at her, unsure of what to say
  • S-So cute…
  • “U-Uhh, yeah…”
  • Jaehee stood up and stretched, letting out a tiny yawn
  • “How much longer does Jumin have you here?”
  • She picked up the warm copies from the tray and leaned up against the machine
  • “I just have to run this back to his office and I’m done! At least, until he inevitably calls me at midnight asking for more cat food…”
  • You walked with her to Jumin’s office, continuing to listen to her rant about his late night antics
  • When the two of you finally got there, she plopped the papers in a box outside the door
  • “H-Hey, Jaehee?”
  • She glanced over at you
  • “Hmm?”
  • “You wanna go grab some late night coffee? Since, you know, Jumin should be calling you in about,” you checked your watch, “30 minutes.”
  • “Sure!! That’s exactly the pick me up I need, a nice little friend date!”
  • Hold up.
  • “…Friend date?”
  • “Yeah, I was thinking-”
  • “I like you. A lot.”
  • Jaehee stopped and turned to you
  • “A-As a friend?”
  • You stepped closer, “More than a friend.”
  • Her eyes widened and a deep blush spread across her cheeks
  • “Oh…”
  • “Oh?”
  • You felt your heart break in two
  • She doesn’t feel the same… dammit, this is why you never fall in love with a straight girl.
  • Tiny hands wrapped around your own, causing you to look back up
  • Jaehee had a soft smile spread across her lips
  • “Me too… a-about the not friend thing.”
  • Her gripped tightened, “Not that I don’t consider you a friend! I’m just, well, what I’m trying to say, or rather, what want to say-”
  • “Would you two KISS ALREADY???”
  • Both of your heads snapped in the direction of the voice
  • “Seven, whyyyyy are you still here?”
  • “Still?”
  • “Yeah, he was here earlier when-”
  • “-When I set you guys up!”
  • As you and Seven began arguing, Jaehee looked between the two of you and sighed
  • She interlocked fingers with you and pulled you away
  • “Sorry, Luciel, but we have a date to get to.”
  • You stuck your tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes
  • “Whatever… have fun you two love birdddssss!!”
  • You looked over at Jaehee and smiled
  • Oh, we will.

Jumin

  • Dammit, he closed the blinds.
  • You rolled your chair closer and angled your head in an attempt to see into Jumin’s office again
  • “Peeping tom much?
  • “Shut it.”
  • Zen sighed and leaned up against your desk
  • “I still don’t understand what you see in him.”
  • You rolled your eyes and looked over at Zen
  • “You promised you’d be supportive-
  • “-And I am,” he held up his hands in surrender, “I just think you could do better.”
  • “What? Like date you?”
  • “Well, not that much better.”
  • Zen smirked and you playfully hit him in the stomach
  • Within the next second the two of you burst out laughing
  • “Wow,” you wiped a tear from your eye, “I don’t even know why that was so funny.”
  • “Me neith-”
  • “MC,” Jumin’s voice boomed, “Can I see you in my office?”
  • Zen raised his eyebrows and pushed himself off your desk
  • “Good luck,” he glanced back, “with him, you’ll need it.”
  • You rolled your eyes and stood up, cringing when your knees made a loud pop
  • Could my body, like, not embarrass me? No? Alllllllrighty.
  • You walked into the room and Jumin closed the door behind him
  • “So, what’s up?”
  • Jumin turned around and sighed
  • “I believe some… congratulations are in order.”
  • Huh?
  • “Did I get a raise?”
  • Jumin chuckled, taking one big step toward you
  • “No, I’m talking about you and Zen.”
  • …Huh?
  • “I’m a little lost… what do you mean-”
  • “Your relationship. Are you not romantically involved with each other?”
  • “Huh?”
  • Said that one out loud this time…
  • You mentally kicked yourself, “Zen and I are just friends.”
  • “Just friends?”
  • “Purely platonic.”
  • Jumin scratched his chin, completely lost in thought
  • You took a deep breath
  • Here goes everything nothing.
  • “…I actually have my eye on someone else.”
  • Jumin snapped back into reality
  • “Who? If that, well, if it isn’t too much to ask.”
  • Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrap-
  • “Is it really not Zen?”
  • Oh my god.
  • “You know,” you grabbed his tie, “you’re pretty clueless for a CEO.”
  • In one gentle tug, your lips connected with his
  • After a few seconds, Jumin pulled away
  • “So, it’s me then?”
  • You shook your head and grinned
  • “Of course, you-“
  • Jumin’s lips crashed on to yours again,his hands cupping your face
  • And let’s just say you were now very thankful for the closed blinds

Seven

  • “Wrench.”
  • “WRENCH!”
  • “Screwdriver.”
  • “SCREWDRIVER!!”
  • You grabbed the two tools from Seven’s hand
  • “You know, you don’t have to repeat everything I say.”
  • “Repeat everything I-OUCH! MC, why’d you kick meeee?”
  • Seven hugged his shin and hopped up and down
  • I’m surprised he has this much energy at 2 in the morning….
  • You looked back up at Seven, who had miraculously gotten over his bruised shin and was chugging a can of Dr. Pepper
  • …Who am I kidding, he never sleeps anyways.
  • It had been about an hour since Seven called you asking for help fixing his chair
  • You had gone to the furniture store IKEA anyone??? with him earlier that day and actually took the time to READ the damn manual
  • Anddddd, done!”
  • You clapped your hands together and smiled
  • “Wanna test it out?”
  • Seven gave you a mischievous grin
  • “Don’t mind if I do!”
  • Before you knew it, Seven grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap, causing both of you to fall back into the chair
  • It creaked under the combined weight of you and Seven, but surprisingly remained stable
  • “Hey, you really did fix it!!”
  • Seven began spouting off nonsense about how crappy it was earlier, but you were too busy thinking about the fact that you were sitting
  • In his lap
  • INCHES away from his face
  • He’s so warm…
  • “-Plus, it kept making weird noises! I’m so glad you came over tonight.”
  • “Mmhmm.”
  • “Uh, earth to MC?? Agent 707 calling, can you read me??”
  • You shook you head, zoning back in
  • Seven sighed, relaxing back into the chair
  • “Thank God Seven you’re okay… I can’t have my best friend dying on me… literally,” Seven chuckled at his own joke
  • I love that little laugh.
  • “Dammit…”
  • Seven looked back at you
  • “What’s on your mind, MC?”
  • “You.”
  • DID I JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD?
  • “W-What?”
  • Here we go.
  • “Seven, I like you.”
  • “You mean,” Seven furrowed his brows, “You like me, or you like-like me?”
  • You rolled your eyes, how old is he again??
  • “You’re so ridiculous.”
  • Seven looked at you patiently
  • “I like-like you.”
  • You felt lips lightly press on the back of your neck
  • “Well that’s not fair,” Seven tightened his grip on your waist, “because I love-love you.”