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idk why i put in all the work for this joke drawing but here we are

Sadly me in a nutshell.

Ha-ri: Are you asking me if I'm mad at Mi-jin or if I like girls?

Min-jae: Why not both?

Ha-ri: Yes and yes.

Joon-yeong: Do you ever have anything positive to say?

Mi-jin: I am positive we will lose.

Joon-seong: You didn’t have a happy childhood?

Mi-jin: My favourite toy was a hammer. You finish the puzzle.

she gay as hell 😭

OMG I NEED A SQUID GAME AND AOUAD CROSSOVER RN.

anyone else think nam gyu (squid game) and mi jin (all of us are dead) would be the craziest sibling duo imaginable bc i do

ABSOLUTE CUTIES 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

i just realized she was crying when she thought su hyeok was dead 💔

Tattarisu....

CUTEST FAMILY IN AOUAD 😭😭❤️ (+THE BABY)

eng: wlw shipps when it comes to having the biggest chemistry EVER but still don't be canon:

pt: shipps sáficos quando o assunto é ter a maior química dos mundos e mesmo assim não serem canônicas:

guess who dreamed about harixmijin lol

”You’re such a useless brother!”

a/n: Brothers au!!

Tatta Kodai sat stiffly on the faux leather couch in Nam-Gyu’s office, his hands folded tightly in his lap, his baseball cap now resting beside him like it didn’t belong in the room either. He’d come to the club to watch Thanos perform, maybe grab some overpriced drinks and soak in the neon vibes. Instead, he was being emotionally bludgeoned by a half-brother he never knew he had.

Across from him, Nam-Gyu leaned in his chair, legs kicked up on the cluttered desk, a blunt dangling from his lips, letting out slow clouds of smoke like he was exhaling memories.

“You ever been punched in the face, sushi boy?” he asked suddenly.

Tatta blinked. “What?”

“I said,” Nam-Gyu flicked ash into a ramen cup, “has someone ever hit you so hard you forgot your name for a minute?”

Tatta shook his head, eyes wide. “N-No. I mean, not—like—seriously.”

Nam-Gyu scoffed. “Figures.”

He stood up, pacing in a slow, loose circle. His all-black outfit hung off him like smoke, long hair tied back sloppily, eyes red-rimmed and hungry for confrontation.

“You’re too soft,” he said.

“I didn’t come here to fight.”

“Of course not. You came here with your anime morals and Pokémon heart to talk.” He mimicked a high voice, “‘Let’s connect as brothers, Nam-Gyu!’” He laughed harshly, then stopped. “You think that matters? Blood?”

“I think it could,” Tatta said softly.

Nam-Gyu spun around. “You had a father. I had Sang-Woo.”

Tatta swallowed. “I didn’t ask for that—”

“You didn’t have to! You got picked like a favorite dish off the menu, and I got left with the broken waitress and the bill.”

Tatta winced.

Nam-Gyu ran a hand through his greasy hair, frustration leaking out of him in waves. “You don’t get it. You never will.When Mom died, I was fifteen. Fif-teen. I buried her. Alone. And guess what happened next?”

Tatta didn’t respond.

“I got a one-way ticket to Uncle Sang-Woo’s House of Broken Ribs. Every day after school was another reminder I wasn’t wanted. You think I care about some family reunion just ‘cause we share DNA?”

Tatta looked down. “I didn’t come to take anything from you.”

Nam-Gyu scoffed again, turning to pour himself a glass of whiskey. He paused for a beat, then said, “You ever had someone tell you they loved you, then slap the love out of your mouth two seconds later?”

Tatta’s lips parted, unsure.

Nam-Gyu downed the glass. “Didn’t think so.”

The silence was heavy. Tatta looked like he wanted to apologize again, but he knew that would make things worse.

Nam-Gyu lit another blunt.

“You don’t have to stay,” he muttered.

“I want to.”

Nam-Gyu glanced at him. “Why?”

“You’re my brother.”

Nam-Gyu scoffed one more time, but this one was quieter. Less venom. His shoulders sagged a little.

“You’re lucky you didn’t meet Sang-Woo,” he said. “Guy used to beat me with extension cords for looking tired.”

“I’m sorry.”

Nam-Gyu looked away.

Tatta stood, carefully picking up his hat. “I don’t want to replace anything. Or fix anything. I just want to know you.”

Nam-Gyu didn’t respond. He was staring at the wall now. At a crooked photo of Club Pentagon’s first night open. Se-Mi was in the corner of the frame, sticking her tongue out and flipping the bird. He hadn’t even noticed her then. Now she was a permanent fixture—fiery, stubborn, kissed like a war and fought like a poem. They both said they hated each other, but somehow still kept ending up in the bathroom at closing time, shirts half-off and hearts full of static.

He didn’t want Tatta to know about her. Or about how badly he needed her after every argument. Tatta didn’t need to know what desperation looked like when it wore black eyeliner and fishnets.

“Fine,” Nam-Gyu muttered finally. “You can stick around. But don’t expect any warm hugs or shared childhood stories. You’re not family. Not really.”

Tatta nodded slowly, adjusting his hat.

“Okay.”

Nam-Gyu didn’t say anything as Tatta slipped out the door.

But when it clicked shut behind him, he let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. His reflection in the office mirror stared back at him: tired, angry, lonely.

And maybe—just maybe—a little less alone than before.

4*town HC

When 4*Town goes to a Mexican Restaurants, they make Aaron T. pronounce their orders to the waiter/waitress to save themselves the embarrassment and also bc Aaron T. is the only one that knows Spanish very well💖😭⭐

OMG YESSSS!!!!

Also these times, surprisingly, he doesn’t crack any jokes or say shit to embarrass the others. Not bc restaurant and be fancy and whatnot, but bc he genuinely loves the boys and the fact that it’s his job to do that whenever this happens makes him so happy.

How Kuina and Ann feel after being the most iconic duo in the show and clocking everyones teas:

>_<

her aura was out of this world

- you’re beautiful too, unnie.

squid gameblr wake up......... look.......

(NOT SHIPPING THEM!) BOTH MY FAVS IN THE SAME PICTURE AHHHHHHH <3 THEYRE SO CUTIE

Park Mijin x Jung Hari

Archery squad girlfriends

I LOVE THESE CROSSOVERS OMGG 😭

Tatta and Nam-Gyu brothers hcs

A/n: I’m writing a crossover au for aib and squid game where they’re long lost brothers. So here! (They aren’t the main characters that’s Myunggi and Banda but whatever)

For starters, their dad visited Gangnam and met their mother

after she gave birth to the sillies, Dada picked up Tatta and RAN leaving mama to take care of Nam-Gyu

it wasn’t until Tatta visited Club Pentagon (to watch a Thanos concert) when the siblings actually met

something happens and they find out they’re brothers

Nam-Gyu bullies him, they argue a lot too (as siblings usually do) and they actually care for each other.

they fight over food.

Nam-Gyu tries to “toughen up” Tatta. It doesn’t work.

either try to bring their S/O’s? No. The S/O is being interrogated by the other sibling. Platonic Sun and Moon dynamic.

when the time is right, I’m sure Nam-Gyu will give Tatta a hand!

Tatta attempted at Nam-Gyu learning how to engineer.

Attempted.

sometimes Nam-Gyu comes home drunk so Tattas like “again?”

lecture about health

and yeah that’s kinda all I got might do Banda and Myung-Gi next

As a Sonny angel collecter, i fucking love this LMAO 😭

bakugo hates them. he hates them so much. those little naked angel babies with their stupid tiny wings and their dumb little hats—why do you have so many?? why do they all have different themes?? why is there a whole shelf dedicated to them in your room??

but what really pisses him off is how you call them cute. all the damn time.

“look at this one, katsuki! it’s got a little strawberry hat!”

“isn’t this one adorable? he’s a tiny cow!!”

but do you ever call him cute?? no. never. not once.

so one day, he snaps. he waits until you’re out, then he gathers up every single one of those freaky little babies and hides them in his closet. he’s thorough about it, too—makes sure not a single one is left behind. when you come back, you immediately notice.

“where are my sonny angels?”

“what sonny angels?” he says, completely deadpan.

you narrow your eyes. “katsuki.”

“maybe they got tired of bein’ called cute and ran away,” he mutters, arms crossed.

you gasp. dramatically. “you took them.”

“i hid them,” he corrects, scowling. “you should be callin’ me cute, not those weird-ass naked babies.”

you stare at him for a long moment. then, slowly, a grin spreads across your face.

“oh my god,” you say. “you’re jealous of my sonny angels.”

“no, i’m not—”

“you are!” you laugh, absolutely delighted. “you’re mad because i call them cute instead of you!”

his face goes red—like, really red. “shut up.”

“katsu,” you coo, poking his cheek. “are you jealous of my tiny, plastic, naked angel babies?”

“i said shut up!!” he barks, turning away, ears burning.

you just laugh harder, wrapping your arms around him from behind. “aww, but you are cute, katsuki.”

he freezes. you feel him stiffen, then relax just a little. “…damn right i am.”

you press a kiss to his cheek. “can i have my sonny angels back now?”

“ugh. fine.” he stomps off to get them, grumbling under his breath. when he hands them over, he glares at the tiny plastic faces. “they’re still ugly.”

you just smile, holding one up. “say hi to your competition.”

“i hate you.”

OH MY GODDD I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AND KUZUMIRAAA

in my dreams, they were married

I miss these guys