As Most Girls Do

I love receiving my desires instantly all the time

gege. when i CATCH you gege. gege when CATCH you GEGE. gege when i CATCH you GEGE. gege when i CATCH you GEGE.

psychic kiddies having lunch!

A new year, here we go again~ (hii.. now I'd return no my cave)

I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet. I am in my DR, i just don't see it yet.

the longer i stay here, the more i realize that i was never meant to be here

I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook

I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat. 

you guys. yandere! kdrama bully harem x american transfer student! reader.

imagine transferring to a south korean school/college because of your parent's job or something. you don't really care much, knowing you'll most likely be a loner due to not speaking the same language as the other students.

what you didn't expect was to immediately get cornered by a group of bullies right after your first class.

they act like the typical kdrama bullies, mocking you in korean as they pour milk over your head. you don't understand anything they say, staring up at them like a doe in the headlights before frowning.

"what the- what did i ever do to you guys?"

they snicker, recording your reactions as they talk back in korean. of course, you don't understand anything. you don't speak korean.

you were going to let this slide so you could have a peaceful rest of your life here until... they forcefully tugged on your hair and shoved their phones in your face. damn it, the lights were so bright!

gritting your teeth, you smack their hands away and grip the strap of your bag tightly. how were you going to make them understand you wanted nothing to do with them?!

ah...

that's right...

the universal language of violence.

you pull out a gun from your bag, immediately pointing it at them as you cock the rifle. oh yeah, of course you brought your gun. why wouldn't you? how else would you protect yourself?

"뭐라고?!"

"oh yeah, you're scared now huh?"

you wave the gun in front of their face, glaring at them before you snicker.

"yeah, that's right. if you guys don't stop i'll blow your brains out. have you forgotten i'm american huh?"

you threaten, pointing the gun at them. you watch as they slowly back away, eyes all wide and shaky as they put their hands up in a surrender pose.

"n-no violence... okay? we... we just joking!"

"yeah and i'll just be joking when i shoot a bullet into your leg."

"씨발-"

"oh you're gonna curse me now huh? you think you're so tough?"

"no no! sorry... we go."

you watch as they quickly disperse, leaving you by yourself all drenched in milk. you merely roll your eyes, keeping your gun away.

damn bullies. they think they're all tough and shit. hopefully you never see them again.

...

the next day they all come crowding you like a group of lost puppies, giving you money and trying their best to communicate.

what the hell?!