the catfish

HAN jisung. 9teen. freshman + aspiring youtuber @ HANNIESPEAKS !!

[queeniegoidstein]

[sgnchanyeol]

✦ ; damn that’s nuts

[sgnjisung]

sgnchanyeol‌:

DELIVERING A MESSAGE TO: 지성 😂 ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ 문자 와숑 !! ✉️ : no? ✉️ : i don’t think so… ✉️ : isn’t that datamining?  ✉️ : something like that…  ✉️ : yeah! i don’t joke about food  ✉️ : i imagined you throwing yourself across the library  ✉️ : pretty funny sight, kinda wish you did  ✉️ : uh huh… it’s okay. don’t be sad! hyung is just kidding but okay i’ll meet you outside the library in a couple minutes. sound good?   

 ( outgoing … yeollie hyung ) ✦ data whats it now ✦ the only mining i know is minecraft and im bad it  ✦ f in chat  😔 😔 😔 ✦ i kinda did but the chair scraped super loud and everyone looked at me now i’m just embarrassed zoINKS ✦ i’m a funny guy, what can i say~~  ✦ NICE NICE NICE i’m waiting for u my hyung in shining armor   he fiddles with his phone as he waits, head drooping forward as he scrolls the app of choice. he gets through maybe ten tiktoks of scrolling before he gets bored and goes to check his twitter notifications. he’s absentmindedly switched between the pages in the app when he looks up to see chanyeol approaching. perking up, he grins cheekily and lifts his hand to wave at the older.

“hyung~~” he calls out loudly. “m’hungry~” he tacks on the cute voice, though his wide grin is apparent through his fake cute act.

[sgnjisung]

a little spark,

[sgnjisung]

sgnyoohyeon‌:

she chuckles, allowing her muscles and joints to loosen for maximum shakiness, swaying from side to side, head bobbing as her shakes her arm. “well, if you put it like that…” she turns to face him, tucking one arm under the other, one forefinger pressed against her cheek in feigned thought. “i suppose i can lend you my talents free of charge.” and then he’s pulling what she calls “the look,” and it’s one she knows all too well, having used it a few times herself. it’s all a little much, and she can’t help but reach over and shove him playfully for resorting to those measures. “oh, put those puppy dog eyes away for use for more important things! you already had me at hello!” she laughs.

he blinks at the girl, humming and nodding his head, agreeing. "sure! i'll watch it when i'm home." maybe he'll film it, put pieces of the movie in the vlog and talk about it. wonders if people would like that, before shoving the thought to the back of his mind. "but it's gonna be lame compared to your big sweet masterpiece you've got cookin' up." he responds, though he pouts at her words. "whaaaaat? not even for me, your number one fan?"

he pauses, eyes wide as he waits for her to finish her sentence, and lets out a loud whoop of excitement, releasing her to throw his arms up in the air in celebration. "yeeaaah! you're the best, noona! kim yoohyeon, coolest girl ever! kim yoohyeon, kim yoohyeon!" he cheers, trailing off into a laugh as he reaches to hug her around the shoulders. "seriously, you're like the best. i'm gonna give you so many shoutouts in my next video. we're gonna make kim yoohyeon a household name!" he babbles happily, pleased and maybe going a bit overboard in expressing it. but hey, it'll be fun.

after a moment, he releases her with a soft laugh, cheeks red as he rubs the back of his neck. "yah, be careful noona. i'm got a big fanbase, you might have to carch some hands to make a pass at me~" he says teasingly, grinning wide. "thank you~ i'll pay you back, promise! my wish is your command." he says dramatically.

[dhwahri]

❛pretty little liar;

[sgnjisung]

sgnahri‌:

“so, jisung-sshi.” she starts again. “since i’m feeling generous, i’ll hear your excuse first and then decide what i should do with it. sounds quite fair, doesn’t it?” 

ugh, why does he lie? why does he lie everytime-- he could just be truthful, honest, but then who would like him? people like cool things and jisung isn't really cool by definition. even now, as he practically stands there frozen by fear by the girl before him. she doesn't-- ahri doesn't even normally look scary. but she's terrifying in this moment. he's heard people call bok seungah scary, but she's nothing compared to the general feeling of discomfort that ahri gives him.

he swallows thickly, chuckling a bit loudly into the silence after her words. "of course you-- yeah, you-- yep. you wouldn't!" he stammers out, but his voice is that shaky sort of chipper. like he's trying too hard to project, and the smile on his face is nervous at best. even at her studying eyes, he shifts uncomfortable, smile twitching as his eyes dart around-- then back at her, never making eye contact because that's like looking the devil in the eye right now.

he breathes out a sigh of relief, body relaxing tremendously when she speaks and begins to walk away. he's not out of the doghouse quite yet-- so he follows at healthy distance away, lips pursed and eyes glancing around to memorize his surroundings. if he's about to die, he'd at least like to know where.

but now that they've entered the classroom, locked in with no room to escape...jisung kinda wishes he chose a public place. she's twice the amount of frightening setaed in front of him with that smile-- and he's stunned silent as he processes her words. swallowing, he clears his throat, wincing at how loud it sounds in the empty classroom.

"uh-- yeah, right. um. i--" where does he even begin? what if he starts and it's not enough and she still exposes him? he resists the urge to run tail and hide like a child. "i--i'm sorry? that sounds like i'm not, but i am. i...exaggerated the truth, and didn't deny whatever anyone thought about it. and that was bad, i shouldn't have done that." he's quick to admit, earnest in his words because-- he shouldn't have. he did, but he shouldn't have. he can acknowledge that. "so i'm sorry, sunbae. please, please, please-- don't kill me."

[sgnjisung]

pizzastrophe,

@sgnsian

he feels sick.

not like he's going to vomit-- just kinda, dizzy. spinny-- like he can't really focus. he blinks, grimacing though he's quick to plaster on a smile, gently pushing his way through the crowd in order to get outside. just a little bit of a break, fresh air might do him well. the sound doesn't help, the lighting makes his eyes sting, and the feeling of the last drink he had has his gut flipping uncomfortably.

when the door opens and the air hits him, he breathes in sharply. the cold breeze is nice too-- comfortable, and jisung shoves one hand into his pocket to tug out his phone, reaching up to loosen up his shirt as he stares down at the notifications that have popped up within the last half hour. there's a couple of snapchats, some likes on his new tiktok, the usual youtube notifications-- he hums and swipes them away, shoving the phone back in his pocket to look up as he idles on the sidewalk outside the club, swaying lightly. the buzz over his head doesn't feel so bad when the sound and packed surroundings are taken away.

looking around boredly, when he catches sight of a girl sitting down hear him, a pizza box in her hands, jisung blinks. his mouth parts and he stares dumbly for a second. "yo, is that pizza?" he asks, voice loud but he doesn't falter, reaching out to point at the box. on cue, his stomach grumbles, but his expression doesn't change.

[sgnjisung]

camo,

@sgnchangkyun

in retrospect, jisung probably should have did a bit more digging around before actually dragging changkyun out to do this. he had seen multiple people online talk about it, so it had to be real and not some sort of scam or something, right? but not jisung's wondering if maybe it's just a popular rumor that went viral. some sort of small house past the boundaries of gojong park into some sort of...nature reserve, jisung read somewhere. he knows the area vaguely, usually the spot for halloween decorations and haunted houses-- he thinks there's probably like a themed escape room somewhere in the area. something like that.

anyway, the house. it's supposed to be rumored to have some pretty cool shit. he's heard stuff like old valuables worth a lot on the internet to...god he's heard a pandora's box of things. and it's an enticing enough idea for jisung to want to go-- except, well.

we're lost, his mind screams at him the moment he goes, "don't worry, hyung. i don't think we're lost--" he chirps, adjusting his phone in his hand so that the camera can better see him. baseless confidence oozes out of him, and maybe it's a little obvious the amount of a front he puts out on. he keeps glancing at his phone with a furrow in his brow and a tune to his hum. he clicks his tongue and looks up-- pausing and gesturing for the other to stop.

"did you feel that?" he asks all of a sudden, blinking at the dark sky. he doesn't feel anything after a moment, so he merely shrugs-- and he lowers his phone for a moment, the angle of his face staring back at him probably silly. "i didn't bring an umbrella."

[sgnjisung]

oops i did it again,

@sgnxjisoo

it's really jisung's fault-- he shouldn't be talking so loudly in public. but he's just...loud in general, and he can't help but get whiny over things and just cause more attention to himself. he smiles sheepishly to the people walking past, lifting a hand in a wave or a fistbump before collapsing on the bench with a sigh. he leans against it comfortably, tilting his head back as he adjusts the single airpod in his ear. his mother's voice hums on the other line, and jisung shuts his eyes as he basks in the moment. "i still don't think you should try to sneak a dog into your dorm room."

"but mom," he whines, his leg twitching with the need to stomp his foot petulantly. it wouldn't work, she can't see him-- so he just pouts and huffs. "i just wanna know what it's like to have a pet. even if it's-- not allowed. wait, is it allowed? i might have to check that." he mumbles to himself, before he frowns at the sound of his mother's sigh. "i've only ever had like, two pets before. i'm a needy guy."

"jisung." she sighs against the other line, and jisung's pout only deepens. he shifts, sitting up straight and lifting his head, eyes rolling around in thought before freezing in surprise at the newcomer near him. it's not weird to see, he's in an open place on campus and he probably is putting on a little bit of a show. he smiles awkwardly at the other, shifting as his mother drones on in his ear. he shoves a hand into his pocket to mute his side of the conversation.

"sorry, dude." he shoots at the male. "i'm-- on the phone, not talking to myself, i promise. how you doing?" he tacks on cheerfully.

[hanjisungz-remade]

the cutest boy ♡

[sgnjisung]

honest mistake,

[sgnjisung]

sgnxseungah‌:

“Get back here!!!” She screams. Seungah vowed to wreak less havoc as part of her new year’s resolution, to cause less trouble for those who have to clean after her. But people like that dude who just ran from her was no help in making the world a better place. 

“Why are you just standing there?! Get him!” She screams at the guys who were just staring at her. Her outfit was ruined and so was her evening. There’s a new person on her hit list and he’ll have to go down.

now if jisung were a little more sober, a little less tipsy, he might have actually stopped to check the damage. would have been probably twice as apologetic, more rational and sound of mind. but a few drinks in, unfiltered and careless, jisung only cares about getting out before seungah sinks her claws into him. she's kinda scary, in that hauntingly pretty but also would use you as a toothpick after eating you whole, sort of thing.

when he hears that shriek behind him, jisung knows he's doomed. adrenaline rushes through his limbs and he ducks past people, shouting apologies. it should be a clean escape, really. he's small and thin-- but maybe that's the issue. in a bunch of bodies, a moving target is easy to spot. so when he's grabbed by some faceless dude, jisung lets out a yelp. "dude, lay off! i'm trying to move-- don't pull me, what the fu--" he's stammers off into a shout as he's tugged back. every step feels like he's walking right up to be sentenced to death. burned at the stake, stoned-- a guillotine in the name of bok seungah.

so when he's spun around to face her, dampened outfit with alcohol, jisung knows he shouldn't laugh. it's not funny (well, the video was probably funny, but he doesn't want to bring that up right now), but he doesn't really know what else to do. so he ends up laughing-- sheepish, nervous laughter as he squirms under her stare.

"uh-- i'm. sorry?" he starts, looking around at everywhere but the girl in front of him. "i didn't mean to. i was just messin' around and i overshot. it's my bad. i seriously was about to get you towels though! that's uh, probably gonna be hard to...get out." he finishes weakly, gesturing to her clothes. well, he wasn't really going to; he was gonna hightail it home and lock the door and barricade it. but she doesn't need to know that. "look, this doesn't have to be a big deal or anything, seungah-ssi?" he tries instead. keeps it light-hearted.

[sgnjisung]

art style,

@sgnhoetaek​

jisung's been in a creative funk lately. his views are fine, his subscriber count is rising-- slowly, sure, but slow and steady wins the race, right? but he can't help but feel like he could be doing more, that he could be doing something different. he spent the entire night before brainstorming ideas that could help better his channel-- or at least introduce a concept that gets more people watching; any exposure is good for smaller creators. right? that's what jisung's always believed.

so he goes through his list of contacts; sifts through names of people he's met and what he could gain inspiration from, who he could talk to about making it come to life. when he gets to the art department, he thinks he has a good idea of someone to start with asking.

so he wanders around the art department, looking around for the male. when he catches sight of him lingering in the halls, jisung pauses and stares-- like he has to remind himself if this is the one he's looking for. shaking his head, he plasters on a grin, lifting his hand in greeting.

"sunbae! kwon hoetaek, right?" he flashes a one handed finger gun at the other, clasping the strap of his bag with the other hand. "hey, i'm han jisung. do you have time to talk for a sec? i had an-- artistic curiosity, i guess you could say." he muses, cracking a grin. 

[sgnjisung]

@sgnyoohyeon < from here >

╔═══════════════════════════════╗      ➣  ( 슝 ! MESSAGE FOR »»» ) ✉ 아이지성 ╚═══════════════════════════════╝

 ↪ ··· hey jisungie~  ↪ ··· i was watching one of your latest youtube videos and  ↪ ··· i’m not calling you a liar or anything but  ↪ ··· i don’t remember anything like that happening on campus?  ↪ ··· wah. my memory must be getting worse…

   ( outgoing … yoohyeon noona) ✦ sup          ( typing ...  typing ... typing ... ) ✦ oh, forreal? which one? ✦ noona~~~ it’s not your memory!           ( typing ... typing ... typing ... ) ✦ it might have happened on a day you weren’t there? or idk man  ✦ sometimes i overexaggerate too! just a little though, maybe that’s it            ( typing ... typing ... typing ... ) ✦ ...does it sound bad? should...i take it down? TT_TT

[lhzthepoet]

All the people you’ve been,  which one is you?

Midnight Excerpts #43 // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

[ohsharethekmusic]

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[sgnjisung]

honest mistake,

                <    @sgnxseungah​    >

jisung and alcohol don't mix. not a bit.

he can handle a mixed drink. maybe two-- but then he gets too jumpy, too antsy. like he's full of bees and he doesn't really know what to do about it. his mouth moves a mile a minute and he can't sit still, always moving around to fiddle with things or dance. like now, loud laughter belting from his mouth as his body moves to the beat coming from the speakers. it's a fun little get together turned party and jisung is having the time of his life.

he's flashing a wide grin at his phone camera, holding up his drink in his other hand. he belts out the lyrics to the song, swaying his body. he jerks his hand back in a dramatic motion--and he only realizes too late what he's done. his head snaps around to look at the cup when he can feel the liquid slosh right out of the cup and onto the poop unsuspecting passerby. jisung gapes when he sees it splash all over their clothes-- oh god, isn't that -- and jisung hopes, prays to god. his thumb slides off the record button on his snapchat, and he swallows as he locks his phone.

when he looks up to see bok seungah, jisung thinks that he must have offended lady luck in some way, shape or form. he doesn't hesitate, letting out a sheepish laugh as he begins to back away. "i am so sorry." he's quick to say, holding up his hands in a calming gesture, his pace increasing as he begins to make more distance between them. "i'll, uh. go get towels. bye." he shouts, turning to leave.

he is not going to get towels. and isn't going to deal with this now. nope, no siree!

[sgnchanyeol]

✦ ; damn that’s nuts

[sgnjisung]

sgnchanyeol‌:

DELIVERING A MESSAGE TO: 지성 😂 ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ 문자 와숑 !! ✉️ : or me ㅋㅋ  ✉️ : you do seem like an ariana grande fan…  ✉️ : what? who’s listening?  ✉️ : OH  ✉️ : don’t all phones listen in? i forgot what it’s called but data something…  ✉️ : right now? ㅋㅋ okay, call!   ✉️ : where are you right now?  ✉️ : okay… i’ll let you have it since i know you don’t always feel smart ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 

  ( outgoing … yeollie hyung ) ✦ is...is that a bad thing ✦ that’s the theory1!! that they’re all listening and taking data to promote the things we want or something yadda yadda yadda ✦ still SPOOKY it’ll be like that spongebob ep with robots taking over the world we’ve just gotta accept it  ✦ ...really?  ✦ i mean LETS GO i’m in the library trying to read this article but i am yeeting out of here as we speak, wbu ✦ .......... ✦ cold TT_TT real cold.. ✦ it’s all a ploy, an act. i’m smart, i just dont wanna be  🤪 🤪

[sgnjisung]

a little spark,

[sgnjisung]

his nose scrunches up as he huffs, pouting at the statement. though he perks up at the mention of hint, head tilting to the side. his brows furrow, a thoughtful nose escaping him. "what's pleasantville?" he asks dumbly, blinking before he shrugs off the question after a second. "well, androids are cool, so i'm sure it'll be a sick movie. can i preorder my tickets now?" jisung grins cheekily.

he can't help the happy grin and noise of joy that leaves him. though he's quick to laugh, and reach over to gently grab at her arm, shaking it softly as he whines. "no~~ come on, noona. please? please help me! my channel is dying." it's not; jisung checked his sub count yesterday and it was doing fairly well. but this is a matter of desperate times call for desperate measures. he pulls out the puppy dog eyes, lower lip jutting out in a look that's near comical, so shamelessly jisung. "come on, share that big creative brain with me! let's do something cool together~~"

[sgnjisung]

‘ han as the sin of greed. ‘ 

                                                       ‘  forget what i need                                                           give me what i want                                                           and it should be fine. ‘