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@spidxrhun
"Hey valentine, I’m just stopping by with a few things that I hope will make your day a little better! I hope today is filled with lots of sweets and lots of affection for you as well. 1. 2. 3. "
"oh gosh!" he gasps a little and presses his palms against his cheeks. "this has to be the best thing i've received ever!"
[ jack ] oh sehun [ xx years of age. private detective. ] ❝ intelligence is the ability to adapt to change ❞ ( i. ii. iii. iv. v. )
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
"okay, that.." sehun paused for a moment to think about it, his mouth slowly closing again. he made a face. "that is probably the most weirdest, kind of the most messed up image i have in my head right now." he ended up replying slowly, though couldn't help but laugh a little. "i really hope you have some robot to erase that picture from my mind."
(sms→sehunnie) hold up (sms→sehunnie) i thought you were watching something sad but really bad you know like cringe-worthy cliche (sms→sehunnie) youre watching ninja turtles????? (sms→sehunnie) oh sehun we need to talk about those movie choices…….
[txt → baek] don't give me that '.......' thing it makes me feel like i just committed a crime [txt → baek] actually nevermind, i think i did, this movie is a crime this needs to be banned for life [txt → baek] ninja turtles cartoon was a childhood classic dont judge me ok
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
sehun paused for a moment at the question, blinking. that was actually a good question, although something sehun had never really put much thought on. hardly, really. he had no idea.
"i suppose it depends on a stripper?" sehun suggested innocently. "i- i really doubt i'm the best person to ask this from, though? i think you need to ask this from an actual stripper... and, i'm not one, unfortunately", he explained as if it wasn't obvious already. but if sehun was to become a stripper, he supposed his alter ego name would be spandex-man
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
sehun stared at his phone screen with somewhat a scary text he surely wouldn't have expected from luhan. he wasn't sure if he was supposed to be concerned about him, and silently wondered if the other was okay. mostly because they hardly text much anymore, and if they do, its nothing like this. (sehun always reminds himself to keep in touch with luhan whenever he doesn't have any pictures to take for the daily bugle, but he tends to forget about it - unsurprisingly). sehun supposed the daily bugle ceo must have put him down again or something similar.
sehun blinked as new text message showed on the screen, and despite reading it through a couple of times, he still wasn't sure how to feel about it. it was probably for the best not to make a huge number out of it. he scratched the bridge of his nose before deciding to reply.
[txt → luhan] okie dokie, no worry!
[txt → luhan] ...everything ok tho??
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[txt → baek] i told you, the store didn't have your favorite one !! and i should know, i have been bringing you ice cream for like the past three years probably
[txt → baek] besides do you know how long way i would have to go to find another store that may or may not have it?? i bought you candy, though???
Time of my life.
STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!
*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.
FOR AMIGOS;
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“You were right. As per usual.”
“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”
“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”
“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”
“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”
“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”
“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”
“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”
“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”
“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”
“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”
“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”
“How much money do you have on you?”
“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”
“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
FOR LOVERS;
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”
“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”
“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”
“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”
“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”
“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”
“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”
“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”
“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”
“My dog licks better than you do.”
“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”
“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”
“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”
“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”
“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”
“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”
“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”
“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”
“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”
“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”
“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”
“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”
“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”
“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”
FOR TEXTERS;
[text] This is upsetting my poop.
[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.
[text] So it involves feces and large birds.
[text] She said that to you? Why?
[text] Please come back. I miss you.
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.
[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.
[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?
[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] I trust you completely.
[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.
[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.
[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.
[text] I will not get you donuts.
[text] Please? I love you.
[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.
[text] You’re cute.
[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.
[text] Fuck off.
[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.
[text] Ims textiofg thsi woht my noes bcuz my hansd aer stli handcuffde to teh bedfrme. Help me (wrong sent)
⸢xxx-xxx-xxxx➝⸥ All I could decipher from this is the “Help me” bit. No worries, “your friendly neighborhood Spider-man,” as he quotes, should be there in the next minute or two.
⸢xxx-xxx-xxxx➝⸥ Mind giving me a call later―after your rescue? I’m a journalist―investigative journalist, that is. My blog’s getting a little dry; need something new to make it interesting.
Accepting help is its own kind of strength.
Kiera Cass, The Guard
Notable cities in: South Korea
He stuffs his hands into his pockets as he turns on his heel to lead the way to the camera shop. “Ah, well I wanted to put a photo album together for my partner and our kids.” He smiles shyly and clears his throat. “We have been wanting to get a professional to take pictures but I think it’s too expensive.”
sehun turned to walk along, eyeing the other as he replied, which got a smile on sehun's lips. "oh? that sounds really sweet", he commented with a tilt of his head. "but it's true, professionals might charge quite a lot for a couple of pictures. so will you just, make it work by yourselves?" sehun asked, just out of curiosity
「 biggest fan 」
spidxrhun
Jongin’s thumb pressed against his phone’s large screen rapidly flicking through pictures of the latest of sightings of Spiderman. Jongin wouldn’t say he was a crazy follower but then again he did lead the internet fanclub. It’s as if the things he read about in mangas or comics had suddenly popped up right in front of him. How could he not be a fan? He glanced over at Sehun who he had asked to walk to class with because most of everyone else kind of told him to shut up when he rambled on and on about his love for the red and blue clad hero. His eyes lit up with a certain passion because all of his time here on Earth and nothing was more amazing than what he deemed to be the extraordinary.
”See?” He asks as he shows the pictures to the other. “I don’t see why he gets any criticism. People should be thankful! But of course someone always has to complain. But I don’t care. He doesn’t have to do the things he does, right? He chooses to. And that makes him the best really. Don’t you think so?” Jongin’s words paused from the million a minute word vomit they were going to look up at Sehun. “Ah, I am really jealous. Being so cool and all. I bet he has like a billion admirers.”
sehun couldn't be more amused even if he tried, fixing the backpack strap on his shoulder as he listened the other ramble on about spider-man. if only the guy knew that sehun had the suit right there with him, he would probably freak out. (which was kind of the idea why sehun didn't want to tell anyone yet so far about this). but sehun almost couldn't contain his smile, looking over to the pictures of his alter ego. he had to admit; the spandex looked good on him.
"dude, i didn't know you were so excited about him", sehun laughed a little, looking at jongin. "i think he has more critics than fans so far, though, but i doubt it's enough to make him stop doing what he does." more like, sehun knew he wasn't going to stop. just because other people state their opinion doesn't mean it makes it right. "but he does to help people, after all. even though the police don't always agree with it. or anyone else, really."
well, it was only their loss. one day, sehun was sure, the citizens of seoul were going to thank him! he didn't do this for fame and seeing his alter ego in shiny lights - but it never hurt, right?
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[...] being met with sehun looking like a kicked puppy - visible guilt from his earlier actions, he knew -, baekhyun sighed and leaned against the doorframe, small understanding smile on his lips. he eyed the taller for a second or two, giving him time in case sehun wanted to say something — but when the other didn’t, the shorter went ahead and grabbed a gentle hold of the other’s wrist to pull him in. “come on, sehunnie. my mom baked lemon biscuits today.”
sehun had spent the last half an hour pulling out his own hair as he tried to come up with the words to apologize, because the last thing he wants to do is to be mean to baekhyun. sehun knew he was better than that, even under all the pressure. and now that he was at baekhyun's door, his head was empty. he just didn't know how he was going to reason his words; sehun just had a lot on his plate with his secret alter ego which he didn't want to tell baekhyun just yet.
baekhyun was, however, a saint on earth with the way he just reached out and invited him in, and sehun returned the smile slightly as he followed along and stepped in; he had always liked baekhyun's family (although he doesn't exactly come along with his father), and the scent of the home was always welcoming to him. "i'm sorry", sehun muttered then, looking down as he closed the door after him. "for being a douche."