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Sickeningly Stuck Together || Jarrod and Jin • Closed •

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                       Kunihiko—- Jin wasn’t always late to hisclasses. Wasn’t always so careless and disrespectful towards authority, nor did he even mouth out profanities on a regular basis to just about anyone, including their principal. Break school rules, come to school drunk or with a cigarette between your lips as you bitch about everyone, forcing them all to call you by a different name… Jin and not Kunihiko. But, life wasn’t always peaches and kisses and roses on your path; nobody knew how one person could be nice and friendly yet, tomorrow they would be the complete opposite. Some would say it’s just a phase.

And yeah, some phase he was going through.

And now, here he was, late for English class and Jin abruptly opens the door with a loud bang as he kicks it open. He grabs the attention of all their classmates, smirking in amusement towards his teacher as the man obviously noticed how Jin’s natural dark brown hair was now a colour of light blonde. He gave a lazy salute to his teacher, telling by his eyes that he was ready to give a one and an hour half-assed fuck about his subject.

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The man’s faced reddened in anger but, ignored Jin and instead decided on continuing with that class’ earlier discussion. 

'We will be doing a pair work for you project.'

His teacher explained and Jin lazily listened to the man

'I have already as to who your partner will be. Failure of both parties to comply to the project will be an automatic failure for this class semester.'

And the man gone off into explaining, as he then said the names of the partners. And the moment Jin’s real name was spoken alongside his supposed partner for the project. 

'Teishikata Kunihiko and Jarrod Lee.'

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As soon as their names were spoken, Jin stood up from his seat glaring at his teacher. The man knows that he hates working with people now and more thoroughly, their teacher knows how much he despises Jarrod “Oh fuck no! You’re not partnering me with that asshole!” Jin screamed out, making a scene as there was no way in hell he was doing a half-assed project with that guy.

                   Jarrod was never the one who is interested in school. Math? He sucked at it. Music? He can’t play instrumentals for shit. History? Doesn’t everybody wants to forget the past? He could only recall that, he only likes the subject English, Literature and Physical Education.

To him, school is a waste of his time. Instead, he should be out there, surviving, earning more money, working himself too hard to the limit because, fuck. If he doesn’t do it, then who would? But the only thing that he could do, is tapping his feet impatiently against the floor, glancing down at the watch that was glued to his left hand every 2 minutes. There’s only one class left after this, and he would be out of this cage, only to be confined in another cage for several hours more.

A sudden loud bang suddenly jolts him awake from the thought, groaning inwardly at the sight of the bleached blond coloured hair. He almost wanting him to scratched his eyes out immediately, because the sudden appearance of Jin already screaming I’m the shit, don’t touch me and Jarrod was sure that if he couldn’t contained his temper moderately unlike now, he might just call the guy out for having lack of mannerism.

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He wasn’t surprised why his teacher isn’t bothered with the bullshit that suddenly raged it’s way into the classroom. It was halfway to the class, unfair for those people who already had been tortured here for 30 minutes earlier. He felt a bit sorry for the teacher, but life has ups and downs, he guess.

'We will be doing a pair work for you project.'

Jarrod snorted, spinning the pen against the table.  Group work isn’t his thing, he rather worked alone than to work for others.

'I have already as to who your partner will be. Failure of both parties to comply to the project will be an automatic failure for this class semester.'

Can he just, laugh out loud? Is his teacher trying to torture him or what? Paired work never ends well, everybody knows this. Paired work ends up shitty, and all Jarrod wanted is to at least get a decent partner for this. The list of names goes on and on, leaving the yet unsaid name last.

'Teishikata Kunihiko and Jarrod Lee.'

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"Do you have any manners?" He spoke out, standing up as well. "Stop acting like a fucking drama queen." He replied back calmly, yet obviously annoyed. It was as if, God has rejected his prayers away, drifting gone into the wind. If switching partners is an option, he’d raise his hands up without any objection.

Today’s going to be a very long day.

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anamorphosis-and-isolate:

― Liv & Ingmar (2012)
"…and that’s a good lesson to learn in life. Let go.

"I think I’m forgetting something."

+ put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

"Are you?" He muses out, his backside resting fully on the counter of their workplace. "Perhaps you’re forgetting to clean the dishes, or do my laundry, or served the last customer Macchiato instead of Mocha?" He squints, knowing fully well that she didn’t do all those things. After all, he was just messing with her. "You should really get your head check though. I mean, if you’re starting to get mini amnesias or something of that sort, since I know that I won’t always be here to remind you of your agenda."

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sudante:

( txt — parrot): bc whats the point of flirting w me 
( txt — parrot ): if u dont have the intention of like, dating me?? 
( txt — parrot ): girls are not toys u can pick up and toss away anytime and if i see any guy treating any girl like that i’ll punch them in the dick i’m not even kidding 

[ txt — sutrash ]: yells„
[ txt — sutrash ]: hence i’m rude with you now
[ txt — sutrash ]: do not complain
[ txt — sutrash ]: that sounds ouch though i think kicking dicks is equivalent to pinching girls nipples real hard ://

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jeongaeul:

[ text; drunk boy ] Why are you saying this suddenly, I don’t care about your kinks.
[ text; drunk boy ] my mind is open; that’s why I helped you during the party!
[ text; drunk boy ] I WOULD HAVE FELL FOR IT IF I HAD NOT BEEN SO BUSY TRYING TO CONVINCE THEM NOT TO TAKE YOU TO THE POLICE STATION! 

[ txt — self proclaimed open minded girl ]: i’m being defensive
[ txt — self proclaimed open minded girl ]: wow but to be honest with you
[ txt — self proclaimed open minded girl ]: hot policewoman dragging me to jail damn
[ txt — self proclaimed open minded girl ]: lmao thank you, anyways, i didn’t catch your name?

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jeongaeul:

[ text; drunk boy ] You were lucky that I managed to convince them that you weren’t being serious!
[text; drunk boy ] And I am not sure that they really appreciated your “”“”“seducing gaze”“”“”
[ text; drunk boy ] because that was just creepy by the way. 

[ txt — that girl at the party ]: i don’t know if you know this yet
[ txt — that girl at the party ]: but women are really sexy in police uniform
[ txt — that girl at the party ]: it’s october man we gotta keep our minds open
[ txt — that girl at the party ]: AND IT’S NOT CREEPY. DON’T LIE, YOU FALL FOR IT TOO.

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kkwxng:

The stranger is certainly unhappy with his answers, he know. He ain’t going to lie that Korean streets are so goddamn confusing, and he couldn’t even count how many times he got lost into the crowds of Seoul. “Yeah, I don’t mind. You’re probably tired, you should rest up. Think of this place as a pokemon center somehow, yeah?” He cackled softly, casually glancing at the upside-down menu himself. “Yes, we do do smoothie, but the real question is, what flavour?” He cocked his head to the side, fingers and paper ready in hand.

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sudante:

 

( txt — prince ): su the bae, duh
( txt — prince ): YOU’RE SO RUDE. WHY ARE BOYS SO RUDE TO ME
( txt — prince ): wow, fite me mate

[ txt — sutrash ]: the last time i flirted with you
[ txt — sutrash ]: you yelled at me
[ txt — sutrash ]: saying something along the line of “WHY DO BOYS FLIRT WITH ME”
[ txt — sutrash ]: wow, fite me mate