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friendo: I want to sign up for the oldmarriedspirk challenge but what happens if I wind up not submitting something?
me: i yell at you and hate you forever.
oms challenge FAQ: *steps in, smacks hand over my mouth* Nothing. Literally nothing happens. Drop without excuses at any time. You can sign up again next year if you want.
me: ^ actually that lol
In case no one noticed, I don’t like rules and just bend them as needed... then do whatever the fuck I want. The holy Surakian manuscript of what you can and can’t do doesn’t belong in any creative fandom project imo, so it’s not in mine.
And a dash of Crazy :: Jongin :: Open
It was raining, so maybe that was why nobody really paid mind to it. Had they were, they would have seen the boy, standing, however shakily in the opening of the alleyway. His eyes were a complete, abysmal black. Drenched fingers ran over full lips that were pulled into something of a smirk. These very lips pulled apart, the figure whispering to himself as he swayed in his spot. “Which one, which one which one”
WHO WANTS ME TO DRUNKENLY RAMBLE ABOUT YOU??
I PROMISE NOTHING