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𒆜 ꪻꫝꫀ ᭙꠸ꪶᦔꫀ᥅ꪀꫀᦓᦓ ᥴꪖꪶꪶᦓ ꪑꫀ ꪻꪮ ᥴꪮꪑꫀ ꫝꪮꪑꫀ

฿Ʉ₮ ł'₥ ₮Ɽ₳₱₱ɆƉ⦚ ł₦ ₳ ȻØ₦ȻⱤɆ₮Ɇ JɄ₦ǤⱠɆ⊶

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i can be trusted on a nature walk i promise. i promise i will stay on the trail and will not run off into the forest never to be seen again i promise

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I have been writing mostly for myself for the last year or so, writing in character, so I've gotten used to writing she/her instead of you/your. But now I'm thinking... why do we write you/your? Wouldn't it make more sense for us to write in first person pov so that when readers are reading it they're reading I/my as if they're experiencing and narrarating themselves?

Maybe you/your started for little posts and then gradually fanfics also went in that direction?

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This might be blasphemous and don't get me wrong I love blonde Chan, but I've been missing his natural colour <3

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Random hybrid Channie head cannons (his back story here) sfw

Gets excited about the simplest things. You could walk in the room with a fresh load of laundry, and his tail starts stirring at the smell.

Random bursts of energy, kinda like a dog getting the zoomies. This energy is usually channelled into affection, so expect to be peppered with kisses, his face nuzzling into your neck with exuberant giggles, or just flat out laying on top of you and refusing to let you move while he gives you a heavy fixing of love.

Is curious but standoffish around people he doesn't know, especially if they come to the house. He always keeps a close eye on anyone around you until he learns that they're trustworthy.

Always excited to see you when you come home and will immediately pull you into a hug and make sure you smell like him again

Hypersensitive to your moods. He can tell the moment you step through the door if you've had a bad day before he's even seen your face. Goes into protective mode when you're sad or anxious.

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It's my birthday and i got my family to get korean food for dinner. The 할머니 gave us free milkis because it's so hot outside ㅠㅠ She doesn't even know she just gave me a birthday present (I was too shy to tell her)

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Thank goodness for the railway mv so that it somewhat makes sense for me to have chan as a vampire and not a werewolf in my that one lil au in my head !

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I HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE CEE R U KIDDING??? MY DARLING?????? HELLO

hi bby <3 never imagined you to be my first askbox visitor hehe

i officially have too many blogs, but i think I'll be spending most of the time here now !

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Masterlist

🌿 Hybrid Channie

origin story aka how you adopted him

his favourite words

🌿 other

butler!Bangchan

girl dad Bangchan

firebug Hyunjin

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Hybrid boyfriend Bangchan's favourite words (sfw)

note: a tiny drabble inspired by the trend where people say all their dogs favourite words and see their reaction - did you know there is version where people did this on their boyfriend? thus, this was born. baked on half brain power, could be better

You had been seeing the trend online all week, and the idea of joining in on the fun kept on brewing in your mind. It was harmless, and you couldn't resist. At the end of your work day, you looked up from your laptop to see Bangchan lounging on the opposite sofa, scrolling on his phone as he waited for you to be done with work.

You knew this was perfect time to execute your plan. Without dialing, you pressed your phone to your ear, watching Chan from the corner of your eye.

"Hi, I'd like to order some ramen," you said in your on-the-phone voice, breaking the silence that had replaced the sound of your keyboard clicks. Chan's ears twitched, his eyes raising from his phone as he listened. "Yes, and one pho. With extra beef.” His eyes lit up and you could just about see his mouth watering. Leaning back in your chair, you turned the 'conversation' more casual. "Yeah, we're gonna have a cuddle night, maybe watch a movie."

Chan's tail stirred against the couch cushions, a tell-tale sign of his excitement. You had his whole attention now, his phone forgotten in his hand. It was hard to hold back a fond laugh at how adorable he was.

“Okay, great, thanks-“ you had barely finished your fake phone call when he was hovering over you, practically on top of you, his arms trapping you as he rubbed the tip of his nose against yours affectionately, his tail at a full-on wag and causing your work papers to scatter in a small gust. You laugh softly, still not convinced he’s not actually a golden retriever hybrid.

“You’re the best, this is going to be great!” he gushed, burying his face in your neck where you could feel his wide smile against your skin.

You scratched at his ears with one hand as you used your free hand to open the food delivery app to actually order the food, knowing you had to follow through now, which you were more than happy to do. “You’re welcome, Channie.”

He retrieves his head from your shoulder to look down at you as if you hung the stars. The corner of his smile tugs up into a grin as he asks, “Can we watch Bolt again? Last time for this month, I promise, please?"

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I wanna be where the people aren't

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warning: nsfw

on all fours, Bangchan hitting it from behind, his hand holding (gently but firmly) on the back of your neck as he praises you and tells you how good you are for him between groans

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Leeknows current hair hnnggh

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what does he mean when he says roman empire had to be edited a lot to be family friendly? what is this man writing that we don't get to hear?? that laptop full of dirtiness, i swear

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when i get my shit together mentally (and also find the bravery) to post my whacko hybrid, werewolf, puppygirl thoughts and not just keep them to myself-- yes, when will that be, pls?

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warning: not gender neutral as reader is referred to as "ma'm", my apologies

note: I spend too much time thinking about this Bangchan au, expect to see him again

Butler Bangchan who has been in your staff since you came of age to live in your own place. Who knows exactly how you like your tea and often has the kitchen make it when he can tell you're stressed or tired - he knows all your expressions and behaviours like the back of his hand. Who draws a bath for you before you even ask, taking the fancy shoes you slipped off your aching feet after a long night of stifling social commitments and informing you that a bath is waiting for you upstairs. He smiles internally at the way your tired eyes soften and your expression shows a trace of relief, and that's all the thanks he'll ever need, the sign of a job well done. Bangchan is the most thoughtful and attentive butler you could ever hope to have.

When the letter from your father comes, as you always knew it would, reminding you of your obligations as duchess and including a list of approved suitors, butler Bangchan is hyperaware of your reaction. He can tell you're fretting about your impending loss of freedom, as much as you try to mask your emotions. He's always had a sense of silent protectiveness, along with his strong sense of loyalty, and of course he has opinions on the matter, but he knows better than to voice his thoughts about you being worth more than something akin to cattle being sold off. He knows as well as you do that society expects every young woman to find a husbnd, especially one of your rank and title.

But he can't help the tick in his jaw as he watches you read the letter and the list, as you spend your days feeling the weight of your father's expectations, as he helps the other staff prepare the dining room for company, and as he stands by silently watching you dine with suitors who are not, in his opinion, respectful enough or decent enough.

He cares about you more than just as your butler, more like a friend who's seen you through so much, though he would never cross the line by saying so out loud. And when you notice something off about him and promise him that he needn't worry, that you'll keep him on as your butler even after you're married, he gives you a subtly tight smile and a grateful nod, a respectful"thank you, ma'm" - but his eyes carry a sadness only deepened by the knowledge that you're thinking about him and his position, comforting him, during all of this.

[moments-in-35mm-film]