#shikanu

[jaekxung]

shikanu:

[ txt ]: BUT MY PLANTS

[ txt ]: THE BUGS ARE EATING MY PLANTS. M Y P L A N T S

[ txt ]: AND I DON’T WANT TO HURT THE BUGS BUT MY !! PLANTS !!

[ txt ]: THIS IS A CATASTROPHE

[ sms ]: OH MY GOSH

[ sms ]: HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF--

[ sms ]: PLAY SPRAY TO GET RID OF BUGS?!?!

[michikikomori]

As she wandered around Seoul with Baymax, Michiko couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Baymax got distracted by another butterfly, causing the young Hamada to run after him and making sure that he wasn’t going to get in any trouble. Sure, Baymax was supposed to be watching over her, as what her parents told her, but it was actually Michiko doing the watching. “Come on, Baymax.” The young Hamada whined, as she pushed through the crowd to get to the white robot.  “We need to get some food for the apartment.” She told him. “After all I can’t live off take out.” Michiko said, mimicking his voice.

[deliacate]

*Hands you a note, inside it says fRIEND ME*

≼ A Really Long Categorized Meme for shikanu ≽Status : Accepting ! 

≼     ❀     ≽     C H A N G E was something Nahyun never had to worry over, with her quick adaptation to situations and people. A wave of both students and faculty from her new university swarm her as she entered the rather busy coffee shop, taking note to herself that she needed to find a less crowded one. Afterall, the young female very much so appreciated her space and right now, that was the least she had as she was surrounded by practically everyone. Alas, she was able to get around to order a drink and albeit to the coffee shop being one of her favorites, she supposed this branch just wouldn’t do. A soft hum slipped out of her lips as she leaned against the counter slightly, waiting for her name to be called when a sudden note comes flying at her in form of a paper plane. 

She looked around for a brief moment and wondered whether this was really meant her way though she opened it anyways upon the realization that there was something written inside it. Laughter bursted out of her lips as soon as she did though and her gaze skimmed the crowd, looking for the person who wrote it.  

[solarima-blog]

shikanu wrote:

Aiden turned to look at the female, his hand still holding the hem of the green shirt he was looking at. It wasn’t exactly his style and would have looked good on someone twenty years older than him, but for a second he was still considering it. So the female’s comment made him frown, and he flashed her a slight glare for daring to make such a rude comment. He clicked his tongue, crossed his arms and snarled at her: “Oh? And who asked your opinion?”

She was out shopping for a gift for her bodyguard since his birthday was coming up. Harumi never really bought gifts for anyone, but he’s been one of the few. It had always been bothersome for her to think of what present to buy for each year. Last year, she bought him a new laptop because his broke down. He liked it, but it was a bit too extravagant--in his mind. For her, it was nothing. It was the least she could do for all he does for her. 

Scanning through the many shirts that the shop had to offer, a man caught her eye, holding up such a horrendous green shirt. He looked like he had good fashion sense, but apparently not. “Just saying. There’s plenty of other clothes here...” Hesitation made her stop before she was able to the next words, “Like this one.” She randomly grabbed a black and white sweater from the rack. It looked like it belonged to a mime, but oh well.