Arisu Ryohei & Karube Daikichi - Alice In Borderland (2020 ‒ ) Written & Directed By Sato Shinsuke

what is the curry song and why is stayc reccomending it

ohma- this was so cyute tagging: @berriniki @/anyone who wants to do it!!

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[TEASER] ZEMBLANITY. (PSH)

❝zemblanity (noun); a coincidence that you would rather not know of, the opposite of serendipity.❞ — a part of the '7 days of fright' event organized by our beloved sponsor, enhypenwriters!

SYNOPSIS: In order to have a fresh start, you decided to move into your old house after the death of your parents. However, you weren't expecting to come across the spirit of a boy inside; Park Sunghoon was his name. He was always an enigma, a puzzle that you couldn't fully comprehend but that was what attracted you to him nonetheless. Yet, slowly but surely, you began to notice that things weren't as they seemed — and Park Sunghoon had the exact answers you were looking for.

TYPE OF WORK: fic.

GENRE: mystery, angst, fluff, slight humour/crack.

PAIRING: ghost!park sunghoon x fem!reader.

WORD COUNT: 621 words. (for the teaser, this is not the word count for the full fic!)

WARNINGS: this teaser includes supernatural themes. (full warnings for the story will be placed in the beginning of the fic when it is released!)

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You left the light open, Sunghoon noticed. He stood at the top of the stairs, staring at the flickering light bulb down in the basement with his feet barely grazing the floor — a reminder that he was nothing but a mere spectre. Could he even be considered an existence? Sunghoon’s hand hovered over the light switch on the wall; the same place where you had left your touch a while ago.

He could hardly feel it underneath his skin, as if there was an invisible layer that prevented him from leaving his touch on things that weren’t of his world — Snap! — but he could still make his way through. The flickering light faded and the switch was flipped, different from how you had left it. Weird, wasn’t it? He was naught but an apparition. But oh, he wasn’t like the rest of his kind; because Park Sunghoon was a special case.

The house was filled with darkness except for the small rays of moonlight peeking their way through the dusty curtains. Sombre dullness reflected in his eyes, the male let his gaze drift to the side onto your sleeping form on the couch that was a few feet away from the basement door. He could hear your breathing, he could see the way your chest rose and fell with every single breath that you took, he could feel your faint heartbeat.

Park Sunghoon was different from you, far too different… or was he?

He closed his eyes.

Ding dong!

The grandfather clock chimed its haunting melody, a sign that the sun had begun its rise from the east.

Sunghoon always hated the fact that time was merciless towards him. As if it had a mind of its own, time could be as uncanny as it liked and he could do nothing about it. His eyelids were heavy but he lifted them open with a resigned sigh. When Sunghoon looked back, you were already gone and he heard a sharp inhale just right behind him.

“What the—.”

There you were, muttering under your breath with eyes blown wide open. You hurriedly switched on the light in the living room, your hasty steps screeching against the floor — no, you did not recall shutting off the light down in the basement at all.

There was a tint of regret in Sunghoon's mind when he realized that his harmless act earlier had given you quite the scare. It was funny; that you and him were in the same room and yet, the terrified look on your face was different from the nonchalance he displayed.

Sunghoon saw it in your eyes, the fear that slowly began spreading across your dilated pupils.

He didn't know what came upon him — he had only let your name leave his lips as a hushed whisper of longing, “(Y/N).” No, Sunghoon wasn't expecting you to turn around and lock gazes with him with those (E/C) irises of yours.

You took a few steps backwards, hesitance evident in the stutter of your voice. “Wh-who are you!? How did you get in here?” He wasn't expecting you to be able to see him, what was happening? You didn't seem to recognize him… Was it for the better or for the worse? Sunghoon couldn't tell — but for now, he'll play along.

"I live here, actually. Or you can say, haunt, for lack of a better word."

The way Sunghoon spoke of it so calmly had you thinking of so many questions. "I have been here for a long time… maybe too long." He raised his gaze to meet yours, blank eyes silently uttering words that couldn't leave his mouth; And you, you weren't supposed to be here.

thank you for reading.

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MAGICAL GIRL GUNWOOK

I think I have a favorite k-drama genre and that is the "ragtag group of misfits who own a food-related establishment and do heaven's bidding on the side" genre

some of my favourite Jisoo looks ♡ (for anon)

࿐ Nerdjo who subconsciously draws little sketches of you through out his notes and assignments. Frowning at his little creations along his paper when turning it in. (“Ah- uhm wait I forgot to erase something.”)

He never erases the pretty ones.

Nerdjo who calls out your friends as they’re talking behind your back. (“If she’s dumb she’d still be hanging out with you.”)

Nerdjo who sighs when you stick your hand in his snack bag, giggling when you expect him to scold you.

He pushes the bag closer to you.

Nerdjo moping as he finally washes the fabric you’ve left your scent on.

Nerdjo whose eyes widen when you correct an answer on his paper, unsure how to respond to the flush reaching his cheeks as he pushes his glasses up.

Nerdjo who leans over during free period, watching you use social apps he’s never heard of. (“what’s..a tumblr?”)

He was even more intrigued when you hid your phone screen but he brushed it off.

Nerdjo who’s heart flutters as he hears you slip a DnD reference to your friends, silently giggling at the joke your friends raised eyebrows to.

Nerdjo who’s unfazed as ever as you hand him your phone to show him the pigtails and kawaii hairclips you’ve ruined his ghostly hair with.

“Hate em.”

(He wore them the rest of the day.)

Nerdjo who chokes up when his neighbor, Megumi shows up asking who’s the girl taking up their Pokémon trading time. (“since when did girls like you?”)

Nerdjo letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, as he stood behind you, helping you put on a necklace you definitely could’ve put on yourself.

Immediately turning his head to anything else in the room as you ask him if it looks good, the amulet sitting right inbetween your cleavage. (“Yeah- yea.”) (“you didn’t even look.”)

Part one || Part two || Part three

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wanted special ep. 9 — wooyoung