This is utterly uncomfortable. . .“So…my students have been filling informal complaints on how I lack friends and social interactions in general.” It was too hard to stand there like a product being sold on the shelf without wanting the earth to swallow him whole at the moment, yet he forced himself to go on, talking more about himself than he ever did in his whole life. “I’m Jaehyun, I’m an English teacher at this high school and yes, I speak fluent English as well as Korean, don’t worry about that. And I believe I’m in need of more friends who won’t pass me as ‘the quiet guy in the corner’ or just ‘that young professor at school’, please be my friend? I’ll do my best to be of good company. I have nothing to offer aside from friendship and…” Filling his cheeks with air, he looked around, grabbing a glass of milk and cookies he prepared for himself earlier. “I have milk and cookies, are these good enough?”
REBLOG/FOLLOW and I'll waddle my way to you; or at least attempt to.
thegirlwhoescapedthespiritworld:
Kiko Mizuhara || 23 || Teacher’s Assistant || Loosely Based On ‘Spirited Away’
- I’m not going to write some long paragraph and waste anyone’s time, I’ll make it really simple and easy for everyone.
- Re-Blogging = You’ll receive your very own starter based off of what I read on your page/blog.
- Liking = I’ll check out your page/blog and maybe bring a plot idea to your ask box.
- Following = I’ll follow back and send you an ask.
Byun Baekhyun | 21 | Half-FaeBaekhyun had never cared much for human interaction. He had his cat, after all. And leaving his home had proved dangerous in the past few months. Being a fae automatically put his life in danger. Vampires roamed the streets, and you could never be too sure if you’d cross ones path or not.
But on the odd day, he musters up enough of his strength to mask his smell and leave. Because everyone needs fresh air every now and then. Having friends was something rare for Baekhyun. Care to change that?
Reblog | Follow | Literate | Para Preferred | AU | RP only.
: ᴅ ʀ ᴏ ᴡ ɴ ᴀ ʟ ʟ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʀ s ᴇ ɴ s ᴇ s •
So this will be a little quick — uh — hello! I’m Soyumi. I’m kinda new here, so I — would really like some friend, yes. There isn’t anything that special about me, nothing I can really say to interest you (except maybe cake) I’m a mangaka artist, really dumb, and cute and I’m pretty sure I can put a smile on your face with really lame jokes. I’m a bit of a smartass sometimes, but overall really nice. Please help me?
hovers: [ • | • | • | • | • ] { REBLOG : FOLLOW : LIKE }
“Xia, quit pointing that at me…” Luhan said to his twin, pushing the camera away. He chuckled and tried to take it from the younger twin. “Come on, you’re the one who should be on camera. Being so cute."
"Nooo, Hannie~!” Xia Lu laughed, holding the camera away from his brother. “Just act natural, you’re perfect enough for this Luhan~!"
Luhan sighed and smiled at his twin, sitting back in the chair. “Ok ok.”
"Hello there, I am Luhan and the camera man is Xia Lu, my twin brother. We’re new around here and we would be extremely grateful if you could help us find more friends. We’re really lonely."
"Super duper lonely! I need more friends to play with!” Xia Lu commented from behind the camera.
“So give us a follow or reblog or a like and we’ll check you out!”
“I’ll do more than just check you out.” Came a chuckle from behind the camera.
“Xia Lu!”
&Hover: ☾ ☽ ☾ ☽ ☾ ☽ ☾ ☽ ☾ ☽
⋋ THE STAR MAIDEN AND THE DAYS OF OLD RETURN ⋌There is an undoubted beauty in complex metaphors and detailed imagery that appeals to the forgotten senses, but there is also an unbeatable loveliness that only embeds itself in a world of simplicity. As a lesser known poetess, Sim Yuna believes she has the ability to embrace the benefits of both worlds. Each author has a buried motivation to assist in creating life with their scribbled notes and minds tormented by the desire to explain and showcase fragments of a realm that cannot be described through unconcealed or thought out speech. This is a theory she embodies through her once abandoned duty as a personification of justice and purity. As Astraea, a different tale of a period long gone is awaiting its reveal. But how can her story unfold when she’s lost her touch with humanity? Who is there to confide in?
“Begin today. Declare out loud to the universe that you are willing to let go of struggle and eager to learn through joy. ” … .
I clearly talk and think too much and need friends to keep me quiet - Any volunteers?
▴ Reblog ▴ Follow ▴ Like ▴
Lit/Semi-Lit || 18+ - nsfw will be tagged || Script & Para friendly
Hey i’m yura and I need friends so reblog this and I’ll give you shopping discounts bc who doesn’t want discounted clothes. crazy people. that’s who. Or I can make you a sandwich, whatever works yo.
au - clothing store co-manager : roleplayers only please, thanks.
You think it's easy being an adult? Being a parent? Think again.The name’s Kang Ha-Neul. I’m.. /he scratches the side of his head, thinking about words to say; Pardon me, I’m really bad with these. It’s pathetic to admit, but I just moved here with my son, and I could have some use for a bunch of friends.
I can promise to try my best to be worth befriending, I can be a good guy too, I suppose. So if it’s not too much of a bother, could you reblog/like this? Please.Kang Ha-Neul || Waiter || AU || Para/Script/Action friendly || About
❝There's no one I can run to...❞Misfits have no place in the world created solely for the norm. And yet we manage; we manage where you least expect it—
Nothing about her was normal— and you could tell by her eyes. And honestly… was she someone you walk up to and say hello? Did something so beautiful ever look so ugly; especially deep under the layers of damaged flesh. Was she worth your last breath, the final good morning or last goodnight? Because no one can see her coming; and she’s very hungry.
❝And nothing I could ever do.❞☠☠☠☠☠Rated R; explicit content, triggers, violence, gore, mature content, discretion advised.