#mgjaewook

[jongin247]

3am aliens || jaewook + yeonwoo

"I'm just saying! They really exist!" Yeonwoo whines, the fierceness of his beliefs bringing him so much stress already just in this one conversation. He's been talking about it all night because he watched a youtube video earlier about some asshole online who talked for ten minutes about why everyone who "bought into the alien hoaxes" was stupid and ignorant. And Yeonwoo didn't know this crackhead, but he wanted to punch him through his computer screen. The hell did he know anyway, that guy was still living in his parents' basement. Probably.

"There's just too much evidence for people to be this blind! And all over the world." Who cares that it's almost 3 am in the morning or that Jaewook might actually be trying to sleep-- Yeonwoo is still too worked up for that. "Did you know there are hieroglyphics with depictions of aliens? I'm serious, they drew people with space helmets and space suits, coming down from the sky from giant circular air-crafts. What the hell else do you call that? And how would that guy even explain the Bermuda Triangle? Everyone knows that place is hella full of alien energies."

@mgjaewook

[mgjae-blog]

too embarrassed to live, ft. @mgjaewook

Bucket list. A list of things you want to accomplish through your whole life. The main problem with it is when your friends know and have access to it and add new things that you haven't really planned before.

And that's exactly what happens to Choi Sungjae.

It wasn't him who put "make a public appearance dressed as Batman" there. To begin with, he wouldn't even choose Batman, he would either go with The Flash or any Marvel superhero; but since it was there, in ink, and there was no way to take it out anymore, he decided to accept the challenge. It wouldn't hurt, right?

Well, no, it wouldn't. But it would still be embarrassing enough. And that he is 100% sure when he sees people staring at him when he enters this coffee shop and stays in the line waiting for his turn. He can feel all those eyes around him and, every time he looks around, they turn their heads like nothing is wrong.

But there is this one guy, standing in front of him, that he noticed taking a look to understand what people were talking about.

"It was just a dare, let me live..." He rolls his eyes at no one in particular, annoyed.

[mapogossip-blog]

bo is a rabid female dog. her name even sounds like something i'd call my dog - not jaewook

@mgbo @mgjaewook 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

[mapogossip-blog]

I just heard mona is hooking up with In Jaewool in the projection room above the auditorium.

@mgmona @mgjaewook i’m assuming this is u but she hella butchered ur name fam

[mapogossip-blog]

@mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona @mgmona 

[mgxharu-blog]

☺ !! # & @ ツ $

symbols text meme by @mgjaewook

☺ = for a loving/affectionate text.

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] you know that you’re my best man right? right[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] i don’t want to admit it but you’re probably the best doc

!! = for a threatening text.

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] if anyone ever mentions about me smoking[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] i know there’s no one else at fault but you [ text ⇢ doctor jae ] so you better shut your fucking mouth or i’ll slit your throat

# = for a random text.

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] i slept for twenty hours [ text ⇢ doctor jae ] wow i’m surprised i’m still alive

& = for a loving text.

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] ofc i do love you sneaky doc [ text ⇢ doctor jae ] but nope that’s not true : )

@ = for a scared text. 

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] shit i think somebody’s in my house[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] and i’m living alone the fuck is this[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] should i fucking breathe or not HELP ME JAE

ツ = for an excited text. 

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] GUESS WHAT[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] I’M GONNA PRETEND THAT I’M SICK[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] SO I WON’T HAVE TO GO ON DIET [ text ⇢ doctor jae ] IS THAT A GOOD IDEA?

$ = for an accidental text.

[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] IDC STOP TOUCHING MY BUTT IN PUBLIC[ text ⇢ doctor jae ] DO YOU HEAR ME BITCH [ text ⇢ doctor jae ] ………………………..shit i’m just gtg rn 

[londonmg-blog]

► $ and ø

Send “►” for a text that WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU 

[sms: dr. plastic] k but like........ gurl why[sms: dr. plastic] why would you do that to urself [sms: dr. plastic] respect urself pls

 Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text  

[sms: dr. plastic] no not really [sms: dr. plastic] wait wrong doctor bye

 Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text 

[sms: dr. plastic] this is the worst movie ever [sms: dr. plastic] i stayed up to watch THIS??? [sms: dr. plastic] never getting movie recs from you ever again

[mgxharu-blog]

shut up ft jaewook.

@mgjaewook

She can see nothing but darkness. For a moment, Haru thinks she might have been dead. But the question now is how is that possible? She can’t seem to remember getting stabbed or shot, nor did she ever try to kill herself or anything that will hurt getting involved. Maybe she just fell off her stairs and died. There is too many possibilities but nothing does make sense for her. Is she really dead? She doesn’t have a certain answer for that. Although she isn’t really afraid of the dark, she hates it when she can’t see anything. 

Soon her eyes start to open slowly and she isn’t sure if this is a dream or reality. This place seems strange yet familiar and Haru doesn’t like this smell―this place smells likes medicine and what else could that mean? She looks down to find herself in what she believes is a hospital gown and an IV drip attached to the back of her hand. Oh, I am not dead yet. That’s when she feels her head throbbing out of a sudden. Shit, what’s happening? Even at this condition, Haru tries to remember what has happened before but it’s to no avail. It feels as if she has amnesia and she just happens to forget everything. The door is opened and a man in a white lab coat (which appears to be a doctor) comes in probably to check on Haru. Before he could say anything, Haru starts by shooting a question. “What am I doing here?” She needs to know what's happening and why would she be here when she’s not even sick. Or maybe she is? All this time she’s positive that she’s free from any diseases. 

But out of everything, she remembers that she has to attend a meeting, it seems like an important one, which would have probably ended by now. “Wait, get me my bag. I need to make a call,” she demands the doctor out of nowhere.