#hwang dayeon

[siimpinews]

Reveal Of LL E&M Trainees Sends Shockwaves Through The Internet- Who's The Prettiest?

(cw: insulting people's appearance, slight racism (calling a Japanese woman an "anime girl"), misogyny bc it's always the scene of the crime)

April 4th, 2015 by Seth Choi

It is very common for companies to reveal and even promote their trainees. When it is done, the trainees rarely ever cause a stir like LL E&M's "LLRookies" did. The biggest reason? Two of them are very familiar.

The first familiar face most Netisims immediately recognized was Myeong Gaeun of Ki-Ti's sister, Myeong Jieun. The people disappointed that she wasn't apart of PZSN's final lineup were quickly assured by her inclusion in LLRookies. Netisims excitedly pointed out the trait she and her sister have in common- beauty. They more excitedly pointed out the more innocent edge to Jieun.

It took the internet a while, but they finally deduced why the trainee named "Hwang Dayeon" looked so familiar. In a shocking turn of events, two of the former A.B.D members have reemerged around the same time. Commonly known as "D" and the maknae of A.B.D, Dayeon hasn't changed much. Other than the fact that according to Netisims, her beauty has grown immensely as she blossomed into a young woman (julie note: I hated writing that).

Many comments were made regarding the other less familiar trainees, but one stood out. Hayashi Ami shocked Netisims with her porcelain white skin, tiny nose, and charismatic eyes. Her strikingly small frame and attractive figure was brought up as well.

Surprisingly, the debate for "prettiest LLRookie" became very heated and ended up derailing the discussion. Most Netisims boiled it down to different tastes, but others simple couldn't let it go.

Myeong Jieun is like the smaller, cuter, and more innocent Myeong Gaeun [1443, 12]

Both Hayashi Ami and Jin Jiyoung have amazing figures. Such tiny waists! [1320, 4]

I used to insist B was the prettiest in A.B.D.... if only younger me would've known how pretty Dayeon would become. Dare I say older Dayeon is prettier than older Bohyun? [1530, 108]

Ami omg... how can someone be so white? Is that even possible? [1234, 5]

Myeong Jieun is like a baby doll, Hayashi Ami is like an anime girl, Hwang Dayeon has the perfect idol look [1007, 8]

It's up to your personal taste, Hwang Dayeon immediately caught my eye. [900, 102]

If we're talking head to toe best looking? It has to be Hayashi Ami. If we're talking strictly facial beauty? Myeong Jieun. She's cute or whatever but Hwang Dayeon's not even in the discussion. [1143, 129]

Hayashi looks like a lizard, Hwang clearly relies on makeup enhancement. Myeong Jieun not only has the purest and softest look but her features are all perfect. Oval face, petite but attractive nose, plump lips, and gorgeous big eyes. [1399, 410]

Other than the fighting over the prettiest trainee, there has also been an outcry that this discussion is happening at all. People asking to just compliment the girls and leave it at that or why people care so much about looks.

After a lot of judgement cast toward people engaging in the discussion, the debate slowly died out. What is your take on the situation?

[ll-net]

LL E&M Talent List

(click here for series info)

ARTISTS

RICA (2010- )

Tae-Yi (2014- )

KOMODO (2013- )

LLRookies (2015- )

ACTORS

Moon Yejin

Kang Minwoo

MODELS

Jeong Wooin

Myeong Gaeun

[siilent-wanderer]

Heyy can u write a Kim dayeon(pyramid game) x reader fanfiction pleaaseeee i need moreeeee and the fandom is dead and it almost doesnt exist😭

Btw can i be 🖤 anon?

Half of Her

Summary: She was supposed to fall for the golden boy. Instead, she saw the other half of him — his sister. The half no one was ever meant to love.

Notes: angst, lowkey cheating, there's a boyfriend involved 🤮 (ik, im sorry, for the plot only)

Word Count: 3.2k words

Kim Dayeon x fem!reader

A/N: I do not condone cheating at all. this is solely just for the story :>

The Kim family estate was as cold and perfect as ever — a polished museum of wealth and legacy. Y/N had visited a few times before, always as Dohyun’s girlfriend. The staff knew her. The doors opened for her. Everything smelled faintly like polished marble and old books, the kind you display but never read.

Dohyun had texted her that morning.

Come by. Appa wants to meet you again before the Sokcho trip. Just for a bit.

So she came. Expected to sit through another polite lunch, talk about business she didn’t understand, and smile when the Chairman asked if she was "serious" about his son.

What she didn’t expect was the silence.

No staff in the halls. No distant clatter from the kitchen. And no Dohyun waiting for her at the front.

Instead—

A soft thud. Like someone stumbling.

Y/N turned toward the west hallway.

Another sound. A choked breath.

Cautiously, she stepped closer.

That’s when she saw her.

Kim Dayeon.

Curled up on the floor just outside the study, one hand gripping her ribs, the other braced against the wall. Her lip was split. Blood trickled down the side of her face. The cuff of her school blazer was torn, and her breathing sounded shallow — pained.

For a second, she didn’t notice Y/N standing there.

Then her eyes flicked up. And froze.

Y/N’s heart dropped.

“Dayeon—”

“Don’t.”

The word was sharp. Acid-laced.

“Don’t say my name like we’re friends. You’re not supposed to be here yet.”

Y/N took a step forward, instinctively. “Are you—”

“Don’t.”

There was a fury in her voice, but her hand trembled where it pressed into the wall.

Y/N hesitated, then crouched down slowly, voice gentler now.

“You’re bleeding.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not.”

“I said I’m fine,” Dayeon snapped, turning her face away. “Just go find your perfect boyfriend and leave me alone.”

But Y/N didn’t move.

She opened her bag and pulled out a small packet of tissues, then gently — carefully — offered it out to her.

Dayeon didn’t take it.

Her jaw clenched. “I don’t need your pity.”

“It’s not pity.”

“Then what is it?” she hissed, eyes flashing.

Silence.

Y/N swallowed, but didn’t flinch. “I don’t know. Maybe I just… don’t like seeing you like this.”

That hit harder than she meant it to.

Dayeon’s throat worked. Her fingers twitched.

“Why?” she asked, quieter now. Almost bitter. “Because it makes you uncomfortable? Because you’d rather pretend I’m some villain who doesn’t bleed?”

Y/N didn’t answer.

Dayeon finally grabbed the tissues — roughly. But instead of using them, she just held them, knuckles white.

She looked away again, voice almost a whisper.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

Y/N frowned. “Like what?”

“Like I’m someone worth saving.”

The hallway held its breath.

Dayeon hadn’t moved from the floor. Her back was pressed to the wall, the blood on her lip drying now, cracked along the edge. The hallway light above them flickered once — as if even the house itself wasn’t sure what to do with them.

Y/N was still crouched beside her, slowly setting her bag down like she planned on staying.

“I told you to go,” Dayeon said again, but this time it was softer. Less venom. Just tired.

“You’re not in a state to be alone.”

“Oh, what, you gonna call Dohyun? Get him to fetch his pathetic sister off the floor before she ruins them?”

Y/N looked at her. At the bruises forming under her cheekbone. At the tremor in her hand. At the red blotch blooming through her blazer like rust.

“I’m going to get the first aid kit,” she said quietly, rising to her feet.

“Don’t you dare—”

But Y/N was already walking down the hall. Dayeon let her go. She didn’t have the strength to yell anymore.

By the time Y/N came back, a compact black case in hand, Dayeon had pulled herself into a sitting position, arms crossed tightly, jaw locked like she was preparing for another kind of hit.

Y/N didn’t say anything.

She knelt in front of her again. Opened the kit. Popped the seal on a sterile wipe.

Dayeon didn’t stop her when she reached forward.

Not even when the first cold swipe brushed against her cheek.

She just flinched. Once. Then stilled.

“You should’ve left,” Dayeon muttered. “Girls like you don’t get involved in this kind of shit. It’s not your story to walk into.”

“I didn’t realize pain had a guest list.”

Dayeon’s mouth twisted. “You think you’re clever.”

“I think you’re bleeding.”

Y/N’s fingers worked gently. Methodically. Like she’d done this before.

Dayeon hated how it made her feel. Too seen. Too soft. Like the silence she wore like armor had just cracked down the middle and let light in.

“What will you tell him?” Dayeon asked, eyes flicking up. “Dohyun?”

Y/N paused. “Nothing.”

Dayeon narrowed her eyes. “Why?”

“Because you didn’t want anyone to know. And because I’m not doing this to make myself look good.”

“You think this is about you?”

“No,” Y/N said. “I think this is about someone who’s been hurt too many times being told she deserves it.”

Dayeon looked away, biting the inside of her cheek. The words landed somewhere deep — a place she hadn’t let anyone reach since she was a child.

After a moment, she scoffed. “You don’t get to care about me.”

“I already do.”

Dayeon laughed — bitter and broken. “Why? Because I’m your boyfriend’s sad twin? The one with the black sheep complex and the bruises to prove it?”

“I care because no one else does,” Y/N replied, without hesitation. “And because I’ve seen the way you carry all of it alone. You’re angry and cruel and terrifying sometimes… but not heartless.”

That silence again. Not the cold kind. The kind that feels like something’s about to crack open.

Dayeon didn’t reply.

So Y/N finished cleaning her wounds, then quietly started bandaging the cut near her ribs, fingers brushing too softly for Dayeon’s liking.

“You’re gentle,” Dayeon said suddenly. “Too gentle.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It is when you’re trying to fix someone like me.”

Y/N tied the bandage in place.

“I’m not here to fix you,” she said. “I just didn’t want to pretend I didn’t see you.”

Dayeon froze.

That — more than anything — almost undid her.

Footsteps echoed down the polished marble hall.

Y/N and Dayeon both turned — Y/N still crouched by the first aid kit, Dayeon leaning heavily against the wall, bandages peeking out beneath her sleeve.

“Y/N?”

Dohyun appeared at the end of the hallway, his tie half undone, blazer thrown over his shoulder. His smile flickered when he saw them.

And then it faltered completely.

“What… happened?”

Y/N stood quickly, smoothing her skirt, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as if that would hide the tightness in her posture.

“I found Dayeon like this,” she said. “Outside the study.”

Dohyun’s jaw tightened. He crossed the distance between them with long, purposeful strides.

“Did he—?”

Y/N didn’t answer. She didn’t need to.

Dayeon shifted uncomfortably, face turned toward the wall. She didn’t look at him.

“Why didn’t you call me?” he asked, voice dropping. “You should’ve told me you were here.”

“I was going to,” Y/N said, calm but careful. “But she needed help.”

His gaze moved between them. Something in his expression turned uneasy.

“I’ll have the driver take you home,” he said after a beat. “This isn’t— You shouldn’t have had to see this.”

Dayeon scoffed under her breath. “You always talk like I’m an inconvenience to everyone’s day.”

“That’s not what I meant,” Dohyun said quickly.

“No?” she muttered. “Then what did you mean? That my bruises are bad for your girlfriend’s mood?”

“Dayeon—”

“I’m fine,” she snapped, pushing herself up. It was shaky, but she managed. She stood tall, arms crossed. “And she was already leaving.”

Y/N flinched slightly at that. But said nothing.

Dohyun looked between them again. “I’ll walk you out.”

Y/N nodded slowly. She glanced at Dayeon one last time — as if searching for something in her eyes, but Dayeon refused to meet her gaze.

And then Y/N walked away, leaving a part of herself in that hallway.

Dohyun followed, falling into step beside her. “Thank you,” he said, glancing sideways. “For helping her. You didn’t have to.”

“She would’ve bled out if I didn’t,” Y/N said quietly.

Dohyun winced.

“She hates me,” Y/N added, as they neared the main entrance. “But… I don’t think that matters.”

“You’re a good person,” Dohyun said, smiling faintly. “She’s just… complicated.”

Y/N didn’t respond.

She wasn’t thinking about the brother beside her.

She was still thinking about the girl bleeding in the hallway — and the way she said:

“Don’t look at me like I’m someone worth saving.”

Dayeon waited until the sound of the front door clicked shut.

Only then did she allow herself to sink back down against the wall, her breath escaping in a shaky exhale.

The tissues Y/N had used were still on the floor beside her — stained red. Her bag was gone. So were her footsteps. So was she. But her presence lingered like the ghost of something Dayeon didn’t know how to mourn.

Y/N had touched her — not with pity, but gentleness. She had stayed. She had seen her at her ugliest, her most broken… and still reached out.

Dayeon hated that it made her feel anything.

She tilted her head back against the wall and shut her eyes. Her ribs ached with every breath. The bandages Y/N had wrapped were too neat, too careful, like she was trying to hold her together with gentleness alone.

Pathetic, Dayeon told herself. You let her see too much.

And then—

Footsteps again.

Faster. Angrier.

She opened her eyes just in time to see Dohyun storming back into the hallway.

“You let her see you like that?”

The question cracked across the air like a whip.

Dayeon sat up straighter, expression hardening. “It’s not like I scheduled it.”

“You should’ve said something. Told her you fell or lied—anything.”

“So she could keep pretending everything’s perfect?” Dayeon snapped. “Sorry if I’m ruining your golden boy fantasy, Kim Dohyun.”

“This isn’t about me.”

“No?” she spat, pushing herself up to her feet despite the ache in her bones. “Everything in this house is about you. What you want, what you inherit, who you date—”

“That’s not fair.”

“What’s not fair,” she cut in, voice rising, “is that you get to float above all this while I’m the one bleeding on the floor. And now your girlfriend has seen it too.”

“She’s not supposed to be involved in this.”

“She was involved. She saw it, and she didn’t look away. That’s more than I can say for you most of the time.”

Silence.

Dohyun’s mouth opened, then closed.

“Don’t project your problems onto her,” he said finally, quieter now. “She’s kind. Don’t use that against her.”

Dayeon’s expression twisted.

“Maybe I will,” she whispered. “Maybe I already am.”

A pause.

And then, softer: “…You like her, don’t you?”

Dayeon didn’t answer. She didn’t need to.

Dohyun stared at her for a long moment — not angry now, but something else.

Disappointed.

“She’s not yours to want, Dayeon.”

“I know,” she said. And it was the most honest thing she’d said all day.

Flashback

It started with laughter.

Not hers, of course.

Dayeon hated the sound of it. Too bright. Too free. It echoed off the stone walls of the academy courtyard like something that didn’t belong in their world — in her world.

She was coming back from fencing class, knuckles bruised from another too-tight grip on the saber, her mouth still sour from the way their coach had looked at her brother and said, “A natural leader.”

And then she heard it. That laugh. Y/N’s.

She was seated beside Dohyun on the steps near the greenhouse, half turned toward him, her cheeks flushed from laughing too hard at something stupid he must’ve said. A small coffee cup rested between them — his, clearly, but she was holding it.

Of course she was.

She always touched his things. Wore his varsity jacket when it got cold. Held his phone when he was busy. Spoke like she’d known him for years.

Because she had.

They had grown up in the same social circles. Dohyun and Y/N were inevitable. The golden boy and the bright girl. The couple everyone assumed would end up together because of their parents, their polished smiles, their matched potential.

And Dayeon?

She was the shadow trailing behind them. The ghost in the hallway.

She hadn’t meant to watch. She was just passing by.

But something in her froze.

Y/N’s eyes crinkled when she laughed. Her fingers danced when she talked. And when she leaned in, whispering something to Dohyun that made him smirk… Dayeon’s hands curled into fists.

It wasn’t jealousy.

At least, that’s what she told herself.

She didn’t want what Dohyun had.

She didn’t want his seat at the table.

She didn’t want the approval of their father, or the company, or the praise.

She just wanted—

“Do you want to sit with us?” a voice had asked once, weeks ago.

Y/N’s voice.

It had startled her.

Dayeon had been walking past their lunch table when Y/N looked up with a polite smile and gestured to the empty chair.

“No,” she had said coolly, not even pausing. “I’d rather eat alone.”

Y/N hadn’t taken offense.

Of course not.

She wasn’t like the others. She didn’t glare. She didn’t whisper.

She just nodded and said, “Okay. If you change your mind.”

And that was worse.

Because it made her feel like Y/N saw her. Like Y/N believed she was capable of being someone better — when Dayeon knew she wasn’t.

So she stayed cold. Distant. Resentful.

And Y/N kept existing just out of reach — smiling at Dohyun, visiting their house, laughing in the hallways like she didn’t know what she was doing to her.

But she knew now.

She had to.

She saw her on the floor. Bleeding. Bandaged.

She stayed.

And Dayeon hated her for it.

And needed her all the same.

The thing about Baekyeon High was that no hallway ever really felt empty.

Even during break hours, with students scattered in classrooms or hanging around the courtyard, the corridors still echoed with footsteps and murmured gossip.

Y/N didn’t realize she was walking straight into a storm until it was too late.

She’d gone to the north wing for a quick library drop-off — an errand most students avoided because it was furthest from the main building. But she liked the quiet. The long windows. The brief moments alone.

Except now, turning the corner near the stairwell, she nearly collided with someone heading in the opposite direction.

Her heart stuttered.

Dayeon.

She froze. So did Dayeon.

For a full second, neither of them spoke.

Dayeon’s gaze flicked over her — a flicker of recognition, a flash of something unreadable, and then she looked away like she hadn’t just flinched.

Y/N was the first to speak.

“Didn’t think anyone else came this way.”

Dayeon didn’t reply immediately. Just shoved her hands into the pockets of her blazer and leaned against the wall like she hadn’t nearly knocked the wind out of both of them.

“Didn’t think you’d still be here,” she muttered. “At school.”

Y/N tilted her head slightly. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Thought maybe you’d transfer,” Dayeon said with a shrug. “Get bored of pretending everything here isn’t awful.”

Y/N’s lips parted slightly. “I’m not pretending.”

Dayeon scoffed. “Right. You just float through all this on blind optimism.”

“No,” Y/N said, a little sharper now. “I just don’t use cruelty to survive.”

That struck something.

Dayeon turned her head, eyes narrowing. “You think I chose this?”

“I think you live in it.”

Another silence.

This one heavier.

And then Dayeon’s voice came, lower.

“You keep looking at me like I’m someone you remember differently.”

Y/N blinked. “What?”

“Back then,” Dayeon said, still not facing her. “Before everything. You looked at me like I was someone who could be… I don’t know. Better. Now you just look sad.”

Y/N’s throat tightened.

“That’s not true.”

“It is. And I don’t know what’s worse.”

Y/N stepped forward. “I never stopped hoping you could be better.”

Dayeon finally looked at her.

And for a moment — just a breath — she looked like she believed her.

Y/N’s voice softened. “How’s your side?”

“…Healing.”

“Good.”

Another pause.

Then, quietly: “You’re still with him?”

The question came out strangled. Barely audible. Like Dayeon hated herself for asking.

Y/N hesitated.

And for once, she didn’t answer.

She just said, “You should get back to class.” And walked past her. Dayeon didn’t move for a long time.

The silence in the Kim residence was always a loaded thing.

It wasn’t peace. It was pressure. Like the house itself was holding its breath, waiting for someone to break.

Dayeon had gotten used to the weight of it. The way it clung to her skin after school. The way footsteps behind the study door meant he was waiting.

This time, she knew what was coming.

She had heard her father on the phone. Heard him mention "Baekyeon High," "conduct unbecoming," and "how dare she embarrass the family like this."

She didn’t flinch. Not when his voice got louder. Not when he slammed something on the desk.

But her hands shook when she pulled out her phone.

She stared at the screen for a long time. Then scrolled.

Not to her brother.

Not to any of the A-rankers.

Just her. Y/N.

Her contact had been saved long ago under nothing more than a period. A dot. Like she didn’t want to admit it was her, but couldn’t bring herself to delete it.

Her thumbs hovered. Then typed.

Can you come?

She almost deleted it.

Then hit send.

And waited.

One minute. Three. Five.

She was still in her uniform, blazer wrinkled from hours of sitting on the floor. She hadn't even tried to hide the bruise forming under her collarbone. She didn’t care anymore.

Not if this was the night she shattered completely.

Buzz.

Where are you?

Dayeon exhaled.

She didn’t say home. Instead, she grabbed her bag, slipped through the back gate she and Dohyun used to sneak out of as kids, and walked. Fast. Heart pounding. Not sure where she was going — only that she couldn’t stay.

Y/N found her near the edge of the neighborhood — standing under a flickering streetlight like a ghost who hadn’t decided if she was staying or going.

She wasn’t crying.

But she looked more lost than Y/N had ever seen her.

Dayeon didn’t speak when she arrived.

Y/N didn’t either.

She just pulled her jacket off and draped it over Dayeon’s shoulders. The girl barely reacted, but she didn’t shake it off.

“Where are we going?” Y/N asked.

Dayeon didn’t meet her eyes.

“Anywhere that isn’t here.”

Y/N nodded once.

Then took her hand.

They didn’t say another word until they were two subway stops away — sharing silence on a nearly empty train car, side by side.

Dayeon spoke first. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I know.”

“Then why are you?”

Y/N looked at her — truly looked. At the blood on her lip. The tear in her sleeve. The way she curled inward, trying to take up less space than usual.

“Because you asked.”

Dayeon stared at her. Like she wanted to argue. To lash out. To say something cruel and push her away again.

But her mouth opened — and nothing came.

So she turned back toward the window.

And didn’t let go of Y/N’s hand.

[syarina]

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cupid called and told me that he is sick and tired of your bad choices. worry not, ‘cause cupid is actually one of our “love isle” producers now and he instructed me to give you this form. he says it’s the only way you can find the love of your life, so fill it out if you don’t want to be #ForeverAlone! 😭😭 he also said he found someone that's perfect for you; someone who is sexy, smart and—oh? cupid just told me to shut up and let you see for yourself in the villa! #CornyCupid #LoveFound #VillaBound

the day has finally come! the application is now live and you can find it right here. an opening date will be established once we hit 30 apps. another update that includes the date will be posted when the time comes.

starting now, current reservations are available for 48 hours, with no possibility of extension. a list of these reservations can be found below.

as always, my pms and inbox are open for all of your questions. if you're too shy to ask, you can check out this love island wiki for further details. see you soon, islanders!

to claim your spot, see our reserve form. to join us, see our application form. to view the masterlist, check out this page. for everything else, here is our full navigation.

below is the updated list of the current reservations (65). if you don't see yours, please cross-reference here and then let me know. thank you!

actress kim doyeon — cool with you

aespa’s aeri uchinaga (giselle) — sprite

aespa’s kim minjeong (winter) — blue

aespa’s ning yizhuo (ningning) — silent hill

aespa’s yu jimin (karina) — sugar

astro’s lee dongmin (eunwoo) — accolade

astro's yoon sanha — caramel

ateez’s choi san — cola

ateez’s jeong yunho — blue

blackpink’s kim jennie — handlebars

bts’ jeon jungkook — tea

bts’ kim taehyung (v) — seaside

enhypen's kim sunoo — hierophant

enhypen’s park sunghoon — apple

fromis_9's song hayoung — waves

got7's jackson wang — dilemma

got7's mark tuan — surge

h1-key’s lee yejin (seoi) — raindrop

i-dle's cho miyeon — matcha

i-dle's nicha yontararak (minnie) — good thing

i-dle's song yuqi — kerokero

itzy’s lee chaeryeong — kitty

itzy's hwang yeji — blueming

katseye's manon bannerman — gnarly

le sserafim’s huh yunjin — 1975

le sserafim's kim chaewon — kiwis

le sserafim's miyawaki sakura — haeeun

model amaya crichton — blueberry

model chloe scantlebury — orchid

model choi yura — aurora

model luyi ace — epona

model song jia — body

momoland's lee ahin — orange

next1de's hu yetao — sunset

nct's johnny suh — perfume

nct's jung yoonoh (jaehyun) — smoke

nct's mark lee — venom

newjeans' kim minji — twilight zone

oh my girl's yoo siah (yooa) — wednesday

p1harmony's yoon keeho — mockingbird

riize's lee anton — wordle

seventeen's kim mingyu — edm

seventeen's jeon wonwoo — yippee

shinee's kim kibum — pomegranate

stray kids' bang christopher chan (bang chan) — venomous

stray kids' han jisung — moonlight

stray kids' hwang hyunjin — angel

stray kids' yang jeongin — lemondrop

soloist hur hyunjun — ultron

soloist jeon somi — uno

soloist kim jiwoo (chuu) — bubbles

soloist seo soojin — penpineapple

soloist you dayeon — saturn

the boyz's eric sohn — starry night

the boyz's kim sunwoo — cherry

the boyz's lee juyeon — cloud

treasure's watanabe haruto — pineapple

triples' park sohyun — sage

triples' zhou xinyu — chaps

tv personality kim jinyoung (dex) — earl grey

twice's hirai momo — swan

twice's minatozaki sana — opal

txt's choi beomgyu — aloe

txt's choi soobin — cloud

txt's choi yeonjun — 101

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( layout ib : @/venusvity )

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⚘°᳝ꯥ‧ٓ . . . PRIMADONNA LIFE, THE RISE AND FALL !

ACID FLOWER ( KR: 산성 꽃 ) is a seven membered girl group under STARBORN CREATIVE. Originally known as NIGHTSHADE ( KR: 밤그늘 ), ACID FLOWER debuted as five in 2017 with a lot of popularity due to being the first girl group in only a year after the disbandment of the iconic STAR☆GIRLS.

In 2018, TARA was added following her departure from girl group PRISTIN and PLEDIS ENTERTAINMENT, and in 2021, four years after the group debuted, STARBORN CREATIVE announced that the group would would through a name change and new members would be added to the lineup. Former LOVELYZ member YOUHA was soon added to the lineup, and NIGHTSHADE was rebranded as ACID FLOWER. They remain the same to this day, and are known as STARBORN CREATIVE's biggest moneymakers.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⚘°᳝ꯥ‧ٓ . . . BASICS !

NAME ⋆ Acid Flower, Nightshade (formerly)

MEMBERS ⋆ Rowan, Karma, Tara, Reyna, Bianca, Youha, Gwen

LABEL ⋆ STARBORN CREATIVE

COLORS ⋆ #FFB3D5 (Lavender Pink), #D090B3 (Puce), #C196CC (Wisteria), #503AA1 (Rebecca Purple), #451D6A (Tekhelet), #0D0632 (Russian Violet)

FANDOM ⋆ Toxic Petals

GREETING ⋆ "We're the poison! Hello, we are Acid Flower!"

DEBUT DATE ⋆ November 8th, 2017

DEBUT ALBUM ⋆ No Heart

DEBUT SONG ⋆ I HATE U

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⚘°᳝ꯥ‧ٓ . . . SOCIALS !

INSTAGRAM ⋆ acid.flwr_official

TWITTER ⋆ ACID_FLWR_twt, ACID_FLWR_PETALS (members)

TIKTOK ⋆ acid.flwr_official

YOUTUBE ⋆ ACID FLOWER OFFICIAL, ACID PETALS CHANNEL (members)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⚘°᳝ꯥ‧ٓ . . . MEMBERS !

Tara Kim / Kim Seunghee ( Tara ) . . . 1997

Kwon Youha ( Youha ) . . . 1998

Reyna Jang / Jang Dayeon ( Reyna ) . . . 1998

Gwendolyn Stratford ( Gwen )   . . .   1999 

Bianca Reyes ( Bianca ) . . . 1999

Han Chaesol / Rowan Han ( Rowan ) . . . 2000

Hwang Jaeyi ( Karma ) . . . 2000 

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Good luck if you attempt this challenge! And what was your fastest run if you did multiple attempts? Or your favorite list?

14:38 lmao also commentary near the end bc this was fun but pls dont read

Kwon Eunbi

Miyawaki Sakura

Kang Hyewon

Choi Yena

Lee Chaeyeon

Kim Chaewon

Kim Minju

Yabuki Nako

Honda Hitomi

Jo Yuri

Ahn Yujin

Jang Wonyoung

Huh Yunjin

Nakamura Kazuha

Kim Gaeul

Naoi Rei

Kim Jiwon

Jeon Heejin

Kim Hyunjin

Jo Haseul

Im Yeojin

Wong Kahei

Lee Jungeun

Choi Yerim

Jeong Jinsoul

Ha Sooyoung

Kim Jiwoo

Park Chaewon

Son Hyeju

Kwon Nayeon

Park Jinkyung

Sakata Sora

Kim Daeun

Kim Minseo

Lee Saerom

Song Hayoung

Jang Gyuri

Park Jiwon

Roh Jisun

Lee Seoyeon

Lee Chaeyoung

Lee Nagyung

Baek Jiheon

Yoo Jimin

Kim Minjeong

Uchinaga Aeri

Ning Yizhuo

Hwang Yeji

Park Jisu

Shin Ryujin

Lee Chaeryeong

Shin Yuna

Oh Haewon

Seol Yoona

Bae Jinsol

Morrow Lily

Kim Jiwoo (lmao)

Kim Minji

Pham Hanni

Mo Danielle

Im Nayeon

Yoo Jeongyeon

Hirai Momo

Minatozaki Sana

Park Jihyo

Myoui Mina

Kim Dahyun

Son Chaeyoung

Chou Tzuyu

Kang Seulgi

Bae Joohyun

Kim Yerim

Wendy

Joy (I dont stan rv)

Kim Jennie

Lisa Manoban

Park Chaeyoung

Kim Jisoo

Kim Yooyeon

Kim Nakyoung

Kim Chaeyeon

Seo Dahyun

Park Sohyun

FUCK THE KEP1ER GIRLS Choi Yujin

uhh Kim Chaehyun

Shen Xiaoting

Sakamoto Mashiro

Kim Dayeon

Kang Yeseo

Seo Yeongeun

Ezaki Hikaru

Huening Bahiyyih

Where was I on tripleS uhh Yamada Kaede

Yoon Seoyeon

nerfed myself btw bc rule #1 Zhao Lusi????

who else uhh Lee Jieun

Zhou Xinyu

fuck it Aiah Arceta

Maloi Ricalde

Mikha Lim

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During the Rainstorm - Chapter Two

↳ Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Yoon Seol (OC)

↳ Genre: Romance, comedy, smut (eventual), slow burn, enemies (idiots) to lovers, non!idol au, angst

↳ Series warnings: See Chapter One

↳ Chapter Warnings: None, nothing serious. Mentions of nausea and anxiety. Hyunjin actually appears in this chapter, so let's start the ride!!

↳ Read on my A03: Here

↳ Masterlist & Summery: Here

↳ Notes: This is a repost of this series and I think a re-upload of the first chapter. I also am taking the liberty of making a name change of one of the characters. Woojin and Minho are switching names/characters.

<- Chapter One - Chapter Three ->

THE BRIGHT TROPICAL sun was bright enough to blind even in the early morning.  Seol pulled a pair of sunglasses out of her bag and slipped them over her eyes.  The warm salty air blew through her hair, whipping it all around her head and across her face.  She tried not to think about the knots that she would have to brush out later at the hotel.  Seol decided that the concept for an open air Jeep with no doors, top, or windows was decent, but in practice she wished they’d never been built. 

Yoon Dayeon and her fiance Kim Minho sat in the front seats, laughing and smiling together about something Seol couldn’t hear.  She tried to ignore the happy and loving looks that the couple exchanged, but she figured she would have to get used to them at some point.  Seol tried to focus on the glistening ocean, the clear blue sky, and the warm summer air.  Maybe Eun Bi was right and being in a beautiful place like this would get the creative juices flowing.  

She took a few deep breaths, letting the salty air permeate her senses.  Blazing rays of sun seeped through her clothes and caressed her skin.  The ocean glistened, sparkling like diamonds under the summer sun.  Seol wondered if she could write a poem about the ocean or the palm trees or the bold blue sky.  However, nothing came to mind.  No words, no comparisons, nothing. 

Nothing yet.  Seol tried to remind herself.  It’s not like she expected to get flooded with inspiration in her first hour on the island. 

“Seol-ah.”  Dayeon turned around in her seat to call for her cousin over the wind.  “I hope you brought a swimsuit!  Our first stop after the rehearsal is the pool!”

“Did you really think I would come to Jeju Island without a swimsuit?”  Seol grinned.  “I brought my cute red one, too.  Surely there’s a cute guy somewhere out there for me.”

“That’s the spirit!”  Dayeon exclaimed, throwing her hands up.  “It’s about time you got out of your funk after that asshole you were dating.”  

“Honestly, he wasn’t worth my time and energy anyway.”

“Didn’t you write a collection of poems about him?”  Dayeon tilted her head forward to peer at Seol over the rims of her sunglasses. 

“Look, they weren’t all about him.”  Seol crossed her arms.  “Besides, I had to have my catharsis somehow and it’s not like my creative outlet is a secret.”

“Alright, alright.  Fair enough.  Did you write the lightning poem about him?” 

“No!  He doesn’t deserve that kind of brilliance.”  Seol scoffed at the accusation. 

“Damn right!”  This cry came from both Dayeon and Minho.  

“What did I do to deserve you guys?”  Seol laughed.

“You were literally born into my family.  Now don’t worry, maybe this weekend we can hook you up for someone a million times better than that asshole.  Minho has a bunch of his friends coming for the weekend.” 

“Oh, what about Changbin?”  Minho chimed in.

“Maybe... but I think he’s too... oh, I dunno...”  Dayeon hummed. 

“Loud?  I agree.”  Minho shook his head.  “In any case, a bunch of them will be at the rehearsal since my bachelor party is right after.  I can introduce you, if you like.”  Minho offered, shooting her a prince-like smile through the rearview mirror. 

“I appreciate it, but that’s not really my priority for the weekend anyway.  My publisher is cracking down on me to write a novel instead of just poetry so I’m going to try and develop that.  With any luck, I’ll be too distracted to care about men.”  Seol waved off the offer.  

“If you insist.  Maybe you’ll change your mind once you see the wedding hall.  It’s absolutely gorgeous!”  Dayeon clasped her hands together and sighed dreamily.  “It’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

“I hope it lives up to the hype.”  A laugh burst from Seol.  “You’ve only been talking about it for months.”

“It will, I swear!  This is going to be the perfect wedding.  I have the man of my dreams, a show stopping dress, my favorite cousin by my side,”  Dayeon threw in a wink for Seol’s benefit.  “And the most delicious dinner you’ve ever had in your life.  Honestly, I don’t know how this could get any better.”

“Me, either.”  Seol shook her head, turning to watch the glittering ocean.  There were no storm clouds on the horizon, allowing the spotless blue sky to extend as far as the eye could see.  

The road snaked and curved along the coastline, gradually ascending upwards towards a dramatically modern island resort.  The white sandstone and glass exterior reminded Seol of a Grecian villa.  Palm trees and vibrant flowers decorated the entrance.  They surrounded a large silver sculpture with an obscure shape, somewhere between a globe and a mountain.  Seol peered at it as the Jeep wound up the hill and around the roundabout towards the parking lot.  The sun’s reflection in the windows blinded Seol, even with the sunglasses and she winced away from the light.  She reached for her purse to dig for her chapstick as an excuse to hide from the light.  

From the driver's seat, Minho slowed the car and tapped on the horn.  He called excitedly to someone in the parking lot and Dayeon joined in when she saw who it was.  Seol glanced up from her bag but the person on the sidewalk was wearing a hat and looking away.  

“Hyung!”  Minho called again, stopping the car.

“Oh?  Minho-ah!  Did you and Dayeon go on a pre-wedding date?”  The man on the sidewalk responded with a deep, well rounded voice.  Seol glanced up instinctively, but her chapstick had migrated to the bottom of the bag. 

“No, we had to pick up Dayeon’s cousin from the airport.”  Minho explained.  

“The one who’s going to be reading at the ceremony?”

“The very one.”  

“I’m looking forward to hearing which poem you’ve chosen!  Look, I’ll see you inside, okay?  I want to put my bags away.”  

“Great!  See you in a few minutes at the rehearsal!”  Minho called. 

He let off the brakes and continued into the parking lot.  It didn’t take him long to find a spot and by then Seol gave up looking for her chapstick.  She hoped to maybe buy some in the hotel if they had an in-house convenience store.  Minho got out of the car first, making his way around and helping Dayeon out of the car.  He waited patiently for Seol to gather herself before offering her his hand.  Seol grinned at Dayeon, who watched Minho with hearts sparkling in her eyes.  On one hand, the romance between them was disgusting, but on the other Seol had to admit that Minho was a gentleman.  Once Seol was out of the car, Minho went back in for her bags.  He refused to let her take them from him.

“Who did we just stop for?”  Seol asked as the trio made their way into the building. 

“Ah, that was one of Minho’s friends from university.  They were in different departments, but took a bunch of the same classes.”  Dayeon linked her arm with Seol’s as they walked. 

“We’ve been best friends since college.  So, of course he had to come.”  Minho continued.  “I just barely managed to get him down here, though.  He’s had a thing about beaches recently.”

“A thing about beaches?”  Seol quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“Yeah, I dunno.  Something about how they bring him terrible luck.  He hasn’t told me much more than that.  But, Dayeon is a genius and can convince anyone to do anything and talked him into coming down.  He knew he had to be here anyway.”

“It would have been his loss.  That ocean is beautiful.”  Seol determined. 

“I agree completely.”  Dayeon beamed, turning her face towards the sun and sighing contentedly.  

“Are you guys staying in Jeju for the honeymoon?”  

“For a while.  We’re spending a week here before flying out to Greece and touring the country.”

“I’m so jealous!  I’ve always wanted to visit Greece.”  

“The next time we go on a trip, we’ll bring you along.”  Minho promised, falling back to let the girls enter the hotel first.  

“So I can be a third wheel the whole time?  What an irresistible offer.”  Seol laughed, only half joking.

“Oh, come on.  You wouldn’t be alone!”  Dayeon exclaimed.  “You’d have your three bags of notebooks with you!”

“You’re the worst.”  

Dayeon only laughed, unfazed by her cousin’s teasing.  The three of them made their way to the desk where Minho helped Seol check in.  Most of the hotel bookings for the wedding were made under a group reservation.  Surely there was a discount involved, but Seol didn’t know anything about that.  Not officially, anyway.  Dayeon and Minho kept insisting that Seol didn’t owe them anything for the room but Seol was determined to eventually pay them back for it.  Finally, Minho turned around and handed Seol her room keys.

“You’ll be on the third floor.  I’ll walk you up.”  Minho gestured towards the hallway labeled Elevators.  “Jagiya, I’ll meet you in the wedding hall, alright?”

“Of course.  See you soon.”  Dayeon smiled warmly, touching Minho’s shoulder gently.  “Seol-ah, when you come down make sure you’re dressed cute.  Some of Minho’s friends will be there and you want to make a good impression.”

Dayeon winked before setting off in a different direction.  Minho led Seol to the elevators, heaving her backpack higher on his shoulder as they walked.  Seol knew that her backpack was heavy, seeing as it contained mostly books and her laptop.  She didn’t expect to get too much time to do some writing, but she figured that if there was nothing to do after the reception then she should have her computer just in case. 

“Are you sure I can’t carry at least my backpack?”  Seol offered as they waited.

“Oh, I’m sure.  It’s not that heavy.”  Minho shot her a dazzling grin.  Dayeon sure did win the jackpot.  Seol knew for a fact that her backpack was very heavy.

“Well, thank you.  I appreciate the help.”  

“Anytime.  Ah, I asked if they would be able to take your dress and prepare it for tomorrow.  Someone will be meeting you at your room in a few minutes to take it so they can press or steam it or whatever they do.”  The elevator doors opened and Minho waited for Seol to get on before following her.

“Dayeon told you about my dilemma yesterday?”  Seol guessed.

“You were on speaker.”  

“I am... not surprised.”

The walk to Seol’s room was quick but Wooojin kept her entertained regardless.  He talked about the wedding planning and the nerves building up in his stomach.  Sure, he was excited to be marrying Dayeon, but the overall event was still nerve-wrecking.  Seol wished she could relate.  The more he talked about the wedding and his excitement about marrying Dayeon, the tighter she had to grip the bag of her purse.  She swallowed thickly, trying to wash the jealousy down.  

Ever since Dayeon met Minho six years ago, their love had been fairytale perfect.  Minho pursued her diligently before asking her on a date.  Dayeon called Seol after their first date to gush about how much of a gentleman he’d been the whole time and how he was definitely getting a second date.  From the moment Seol met Minho, she knew that he and Dayeon would be planning a wedding in no time.  While there had been some postponements due to illness in the family and a year-long business trip, the relationship persevered.  Now, Seol’s cousin was marrying an actual Disney prince.  Seol would be lying if she said that she didn’t want a prince herself.  Dayeon could have Minho.  Seol wanted one of her own.

They reached Seol’s room and Minho stepped inside just to drop her backpack on the bed and leave the roller case at the end.  When he finally stepped out and the door closed behind him, Seol groaned deeply and fell back on the bed.  The plush mattress and cotton blankets sucked her in.  Her eyes slid shut and she considered letting herself drift off.  Traveling always made her tired and since she had to catch an early flight to make it on time she had to wake up before the sun rose.  Seol determined that waking up before eight or nine in the morning was not for her and should be outlawed.  

Her consciousness was just beginning to drift when a loud knock on the door shocked her awake.  Seol groaned, throwing her arm over her eyes and wishing whoever was outside would go away.  The loud knock came again.  Seol heaved herself off of the bed and moved to the door.  

“I’m here to take your dress to be pressed.”  The hotel employee stated almost robotically. 

“Oh, right.  Um, let me get it.”  Seol folded the lock in the door so it wouldn’t shut and hurried back into the room.  

Seol unzipped her bag and pulled out her dress in its plastic protective bag.  Through the clear plastic, she could see that it hadn’t fared the trip as well as she’d hoped.  It didn’t look awful, but it could use a good press.  She carried it bridal style back to the door and passed it off to the employee. 

“It’ll only take a couple of hours.”  The employee smiled politely. 

“Oh, I’ll be out and about for a bachelorette party.  Will you put it back in my room?”  

“Yes, we can do that.”

“Perfect, thank you!”  

The employee started down the hall and Seol let the heavy door slide closed behind her.  Seol made her way back into her room to rummage through her bag to find something to wear.  Apparently her jeans and simple t-shirt wasn’t ‘cute’ enough for the rehearsal, so she had to find something else.  Unlike Dayeon, Seol didn’t make it a habit to bring enough clothes to change three times a day when she went on a trip so she wasn’t sure if she had anything to wear to the reception that would meet Dayeon’s expectations.  As she rummaged around, Seol found her notebook with the pencil tied to the ring.  She took a deep breath, not remembering when she’d packed it.  Seol lifted it out of the bag and flipped it open to the last page with any words written on it.

“I think I need to see you again... there’s something I need to say... Even though we know nothing about each other.”  Seol’s eyes scanned the next line.  “You and I... after that night, I began feeling things I’ve never felt before and I’m scared.  I don’t know the right thing to do and I want to talk to you.  I think you would know what to do.”

Seol didn’t have the confidence to say that he would know what to do.  She didn’t even have the confidence to say that he would have wanted to talk to her, or given her a second look once she told him what was on her mind.  Luckily for her, the problem had been fleeting and she hadn’t needed to talk to him, to Hyunjin.  The fear and the urge to reach out to him had only lasted a couple of days but it was enough to send her spiraling.  A few of those poems ended up in her book, but luckily no one took much notice of them.  Seol didn’t want to think about it.  Not today. 

Thankfully, she found the sundress she’d brought to layer over her swimsuit and decided it was better than nothing.  She changed into her red bikini to layer under it before pulling the red cotton sundress over her head.  Seol toed on the pair of red flats she brought with her and checked her appearance in the mirror.  She grabbed her hair brush immediately to run it through her tangled strands, not realizing how badly the wind had messed it up.  The pull of the brush against the knots pinched her scalp and she winced.  The ride in the open air Jeep did a number to her hair and it took her several painful minutes to get it back to a healthy level.  When she checked her appearance in the mirror once more, she was glad to see that the simple makeup she’d applied at the airport had stayed.  

She grabbed a small plastic bag out of the front pocket of her backpack and pulled out a pair of earrings and slipped them into her piercings.  Seol hadn’t expected to ever wear the seashell earrings again, but Jeju Island seemed to be the most appropriate place.  She almost hadn’t brought them.  She’d stared at them for several minutes that morning as she put her wedding jewelry in the plastic bag.  Seol couldn’t describe why she needed to bring them, she just knew that she didn’t want to leave them there. 

For a moment, Seol paused, caught by her reflection in the full-length mirror hung on the wall.  She took in her appearance with her long hair, crystal earrings, and red dress.  She took a few deep breaths, letting her eyes fall on her own face, peering closer at her makeup to make sure it looked okay.  Her eyes dropped lower across her chest to her stomach and a hand lifted instinctively to cover it.  Her eyes slipped closed for a moment as she pushed down the emptiness.  A chasm had ripped itself open inside her months ago and no matter how hard she tried, the dull ache within her refused to subside.  No matter how much she wrote or how much she drank, the hurt remained.  

“Stop looking.”  His voice filled her ears and he appeared over her shoulder. 

She met his eyes through the mirror, ripping her attention away from her frazzled and unkempt appearance.  Her face and eyes were red and puffy from crying and from sitting outside in the cold for so long.  Her dress wrinkled where she’d gripped the skirt in lieu of gripping the neck of her ex.  Seol’s hair looked windswept and angry.  She’d only wanted to check and see if her nose was bleeding after something wet slipped out of it, but she got caught up in looking at her sorry appearance.  Heartbreak looked ugly on her.  Luckily, her nose wasn’t bleeding. 

Hyunjin’s large, warm hands covered her shoulders and he slowly turned her around.  He smiled at her softly and without pity.  She wondered why he didn’t pity her when the person she cared about had betrayed her so horribly.  Seol knew she deserved his pity but she didn’t want it.  Perhaps he saw that in her and was determined to be someone she needed instead.  And she did need him.  When she faced him, he lifted one of his hands to gently fix a small lipstick smudge on the corner of her mouth and he smiled when he completed his task.  Hyunjin’s plush lips looked inviting and Seol fought the urge to claim them for herself. 

“You don’t need to see what he did to you.”  Hyunjin’s soft voice filled her heart and helped the shaking within her subside.  She hadn’t realized the extent of her anxiety until he started whispering.  “Seol-ah, don’t look at yourself anymore tonight.  Instead, look at me.  Just me.”

“I’m not sad anymore.”  She declared.  Seol wasn’t sure if it was the truth.  “I just want to forget.  I don’t like that he’s the last person who touched me.”

“He doesn’t have to be.”

Seol blinked up at him in surprise at his words, wondering if he was insinuating what she thought he was.  Hyunjin’s gaze was soft and innocent, and for a moment Seol wondered if she was even physically capable of placing her hands on another man, much less her mouth.  For just long enough, she’d dedicated herself to someone else.  She didn’t think she would need to touch or kiss other men.  But Hyunjin... Hyunjin looked too beautiful to pass up. 

“Will you...”  Seol started but the words died in her throat.  

“Yes?”

“Will you hold me?”   

Seol shook her head and was almost tempted to wave her hand above her head to help the thought bubble dissipate.  She couldn’t believe how desperate she’d been that night.  She could believe how desperate she felt all the time.  Over the course of one night, her ex boyfriend had torn her down and Hyunjin had built her back up.  Something about him scared her, and she did what she always does when things get hard.  When things with Hyunjin began to feel real, she ran.  How could she let herself get hurt twice in a row?  She wondered if leaving Hyunjin there had hurt more than healed.  

She couldn’t stay here a moment longer.

Seol grabbed her small purse out of her backpack and decided she was finally ready to head out for the evening.  She grabbed her hotel key from her discarded jeans and set out into the hallway.  The long hallway was deserted but her room was close enough to the elevators.  She hoped that the inner workings of the hotel were simple enough and she wouldn’t get lost looking for the reception hall.  When in doubt, she knew Dayeon and Minho would always be there to save her. 

The elevator opened up only for Seol to come face to face with the man she’d only just parted ways with.  Minho smiled brightly when he saw her and stepped aside to let her out.  She waited for him to get on, but instead he gestured for her to follow him through the lobby. 

“You’re not going up?”  Seol trailed behind him. 

“No, Dayeon sent me after you.  We’re about to get started.”  Minho explained.  Seol followed him through the lobby and down another hallway.  The ceiling vaulted overhead and modern chandeliers hung from above.   Dayeon sure had good taste. 

“Ah.  I’m sorry I took too long!”  

“No, no.  I’m sure you’re tired from traveling.”  

“Yeah, I’m exhausted.  I’m going to need to sleep for a thousand years after this weekend.”  

“Tell me about it.”  Minho chuckled.  “I’m already tired thinking about it all.  But luckily, I think Dayeon and I will only be awake on Sunday to say goodbye to everyone and then we’ll be back to bed.”

“Oh yeah, I can’t even imagine how tired you guys are going to be after all this.”  Seol shook her head.  “I can’t say I envy you.”  Much. 

“This wedding has been crazy to plan, to say the least.  Luckily, Dayeon is pretty easy to make happy.  It feels unreal that by tomorrow we’ll actually be married.”  Minho grinned. 

“Yeah, it feels unreal to me, too.  You have to bring me some souvenirs and stuff when you go traveling!”  Seol nudged Minho’s arm playfully and he laughed. 

“Of course I will!  Hopefully you’ll get married soon and can go on a nice honeymoon.”

“Ugh, that’s not likely.  I don’t think I’ll ever get married at this rate, but it’s fun to daydream about.”  Seol shrugged. 

“Hey, maybe you could write about that?  I mean, doesn’t poetry come from desire?”  

“Sure, some of my poetry does, as you’ve seen.  However, poetry comes from all different emotions, not just desire.  I don’t think I have enough desire left in me to write another collection like that.”

“True.  Actually, one of my favorite poems you wrote is... oh, what’s the name?”  Minho mused, pausing outside the doors to the wedding hall.  The doors were propped open and the low murmur of various wedding guests and family members filled the air.  Minho stopped conveniently out of sight so no one would see them yet.  “It was in your last book, but I think it was about the loss of opportunity.”

“The chance to learn was lost before the day ended in the east...”  Seol recited the line and Minho perked up immediately. 

“My skin and my heart, like ice as the sky loses it’s sun... Night comes inevitably, to say the least.”  Minho continued.  “Exactly that one!  It was short, but impactful.”

“Well, thank you!” 

“Do you mind if I ask... what happened?”  

“Oh.  I don’t know, I barely remember writing it.”  Seol laughed nervously, gripping the strap on her purse for some kind of stability.  “We should probably go in before Dayeon sends someone after us.”

Without waiting for Minho to lead, Seol stepped forward and into the vast room.  The vaulted ceiling rose two stories up, making her a little dizzy.  A large, intricate crystal chandelier hung in the middle of the room, creating small refracted rainbows on the walls.  A large raised, white-vinyl aisle sat in the middle of the room leading to the raised platform where the altar stood.  Bouquets of white and pink flowers lined the aisle and served as centerpieces on the several dozen round tables set up around the room.  The tables were done up with white, pink, and gold tablecloths and decorated with white and pink china, gold candles, and flowers.  The chairs were draped with white cloth and held in place by golden bows.  Seol’s eyes widened as she did some mental math to see how many chairs there were in the room.  Did Dayeon really expect this many people to show up to the wedding?  Seol didn’t even know that many people, much less invite them to her hypothetical at best wedding.  

Dayeon herself stood at the end of the aisle with a handful of hotel staff who were listening intently as the bride gave them instructions.  A few of the girls Seol recognized as Dayeons friends from school had taken over one of the tables closest to the altar, talking among themselves and waiting for the rehearsal to start.  A handful of guys dressed nicely sat or stood around a table near the girls, also passing the time.  Dayeon sent the hotel staff away and turned to see Minho and Seol at the door.  She waved them over and turned to talk to the officiant, one of Minho’s uncles.  

Seol hesitated at the steps leading up to the aisle, not wanting any attention drawn to her.  Today was supposed to be all about Dayeon and Minho anyway.  Luckily, Minho ascended the stairs ahead of her and stared down the aisle, leaving Seol to trail behind him.  He must have sensed her nerves.  Minho seemed to vibrate as he made his way towards his future wife.  Despite the role reversal, the air buzzed with excitement as the bride and the groom got closer to each other.  The girls at the table sat up and took notice when Minho entered the room, sighing as the real life Disney prince gazed upon his princess as if there was nowhere else he would rather be.  In fact, there was no place he would rather be.  

Against her will, a few lines of prose invaded Seol’s head as she watched Dayeon and Minho embrace as if they’d been apart for days rather than a few minutes.  Minho smiled at her like she was his entire world and Seol turned her attention to her feet to ignore the pang of jealousy that overtook her.  Dayeon’s friends all sighed happily as they watched their friend receive the love she deserved.  For a moment, Seol wished she would have brought one of her notebooks downstairs.  

“Seol-ah!”  Dayeon called suddenly, pulling away from Minho to pull her further onto the platform.  “This dress is so cute, when did you get it?”

“A couple months ago?  I don’t know.”  She laughed sheepishly, tugging at the hem and trying to force it to sit a little closer to her knees.  

“Well, it’s perfect!  I love it.  Alright, since everyone is here let’s get started.  Oh, girls!”  Dayeon grabbed Seol’s hand and pulled her to the edge of the aisle and gestured to the table where a handful of girls sat around one of the tables.  “This is my cousin, Yoon Seol who will be reading the poem at the ceremony!  Seol-ah, did you bring it with you?”

“Ah, I forgot my book upstairs but I have it.”  Seol winced, remembering seeing the book in her backpack. 

“That’s okay, you don��t need to read the whole thing right now.”  Dayeon waved her off.  The girls around the table greeted Seol politely and she responded to the greeting with a shallow bow of her own.  “Seol will be joining us for the bachelorette party, too!  She’s been like my sister since she was born, so be sure to treat her well, okay!”  

The girls responded with a chorus of agreement and Dayeon linked her arm with Seol and led her back over to where Minho and his uncle stood.  Seol swallowed thickly and her hands shook as she glanced out over the large room.  She knew that Dayeon wanted a large wedding, but Seol hadn’t been this prepared to read her work in front of this many people.  For a moment, Seol almost wished she would have brought her book so she could practice in front of people.  However, the urge to scurry away into a tiny hole with a fluffy blanket overpowered that want.  Why had she agreed to do this again?

“After the rehearsal I’ll introduce you to all the girls properly.  All of them are girls from work or friends from college, but I know you’ll get along just fine!”  Dayeon continued, her excited energy practically sparking off of her.  “Minho will also introduce you to his friends!  Hopefully one of them will catch your eye!”

“Why is everyone here for the rehearsal if the party isn’t until later this afternoon?”  Seol inquired, sparing only a quick glance to the two tables.  

“Well, our family can’t be here until tomorrow morning and Minho’s are getting in tonight.  I wanted some support today and luckily all of them could be here!  Besides, once we’re done here they’ll be serving us brunch before we go out.  Ooh, I can hardly wait!”  Dayeon’s bright smile could have lit up this massive wedding hall on it’s own.  Seol grinned.  “Oh, by the way, it looks like one of Minho’s friends has already taken a fancy to you?”

“What?”  Seol started to look over her shoulder, but Dayeon hissed and made her look forward again.  “How?  Who?”

“Don’t look now.  But it’s the classmate we were telling you about earlier.  He is so handsome and tall and really successful!  Just your type!  He also works in your field.  He works at Mariposa Publishing.”  Dayeon whispered.  Seol’s blood turned cold at the name of the company.  

“Oh, really?”  Seol feigned ignorance, trying to ignore the horror settling in her stomach.  No.  It couldn’t be.

“Honestly, I don’t know why we didn’t think of him before.”  Dayeon shrugged.  “Isn’t he so cute?”

With permission to look finally granted, Seol slowly turned her head over her shoulder.  Her eyes drifted over the girl's table to land on the boy’s and her heart sank into the floor.  Seol found him immediately, just as he’d found her.  She didn’t know why she hadn’t sensed his gaze on her immediately, but she definitely could now.  His sharp, attractive features were curved into a frown that created deep lines around his eyes and mouth.  His thick eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw was so tense he could probably cut paper on it.  He had every right to be angry after he woke up to an empty bed without so much as a note.  After all this time, trying to avoid him and pretend as if she hadn’t made a total mistake, he sat right there with a gaze made of daggers.  After all this time, there was only one person who could make the ghost of the nausea she’d had after him return...

Hwang Hyunjin.

~!~!~!~!~!~

<- Chapter One - Chapter Three ->

[escapism-krp]

𐔌 . april activity check complete. the following are now available⭑.ᐟ

(aespa) kim minjeong (winter) ⋮ kwon “honey” yuna — inactive

(loossemble) park chaewon (gowon) ⋮ bora hwang — inactive

(le sserafim) sakura miyawaki ⋮ kure yuki — inactive

(kard) jeon somin ⋮ yoon “tessa” mirae — inactive

(riize) jung sungchan ⋮ jin yul — departure

(txt) choi soobin ⋮ na surin — inactive

(p1harmony) choi taeyang (theo) ⋮ seo haneul — inactive

(zerobaseone) kim jiwoong ⋮ kim daewoo — inactive

(txt) huening kai ⋮ kang june — inactive

(actor) han jihyun ⋮ lee yujin — inactive

(le sserafim) kim chaewon ⋮ jennie song — inactive

(ateez) choi san ⋮ han sihan — departure

(&team) murata fuma ⋮ takemoto hiro — inactive

(itzy) shin ryujin ⋮ kim nari — inactive

(triples) zhou xinyu ⋮ serephine tuan — inactive

(the boyz) lee juyeon ⋮ son haru — inactive

(itzy) shin yuna ⋮ yeon hyerin — inactive

(xg) juria ueda ⋮ airi ueda — inactive

(red velvet) kang seulgi ⋮ jeon hyesun — inactive

(kep1er) kim dayeon ⋮ roh jiyoon — inactive

(got7) kim yugyeom ⋮ kim “ian” adrian — inactive

(exo) kim jongin (kai) ⋮ noeul “niko” moon — inactive

(twice) minatozaki sana ⋮ aiko murakami — inactive

(ateez) park seonghwa ⋮ shin deoksoo — inactive

(nct) lee donghyeok (haechan) ⋮ im rio — character change

[hamdeokcomplex]

mods, mwfcs?

oi meu amor, achou que não iamos responder tão rápido? já estavamos com a resposta na ponta da língua, então aqui está uma lista imensa de ideias de fc para todos os gostos! Aqui a listinha:

Sunmi (solista), Hyejeong, Seolhyun (AOA), Eunji, Bomi, Hayoung (Apink) Sooyoung, Yoona, Seohyun (SNSD), Irene, Seulgi, Yeri (Red Velvet), Jisoo, Jennie, Lisa, Rosé (Blackpink), Son Naeun (ex-Apink), Siyeon, Sua, Handong, Yoohyeon, Gahyun (Dreamcatcher), Mimi, YooA (OMG), Seola, Exy, Bona, Soobin, Luda, Dawon, Eunseo, Yeoreum, Dayoung, Yeonjung (WJSN), Nayeon, Momo, Mina, Jihyo, Dahyun, Tzuyu (TWICE), Saerom, Jiwon Hayoung, Jisun, Seoyeon, Chaeyoung, Nagyung, Jiheon (fromis_9), Soyeon, Minnie, Miyeon, Yuqi, Shuhua (i-dle), Yujin, Xiaoting, Dayeon, Chaehyun, Youngeun, Hikaru, Bahiyyih, Mashiro (Kep1er), Jinsoul, Kim Lip, Haseul, Heejin, Choerry (ARTMS), Vivi, Hyujin, Gowon, Hyeju (Loossemble), Eunha, Sinb (VIVIZ), Sakura, Chaewon, Yunjin, Kazuha (Le Sserafim), E:U, Sihyeon, Yiren, Aisha (Everglow), Moon Sua, Suhyeon, Haram, Tsuki, Sheon (Billie), Goeun, Dosie, Ireh, Yuki, Chaein, Swan (Purple Kiss) Chloe Young, Emma, HU’E, Yunseo, (BADVILLAIN) Julie, Natty, Belle (Kiss of Life), Karina, Winter (Aespa), Youi, Lara (Dreamnote), Yeji, Lia, Chaeryeong, Yuna (ITZY), Sieun, Sumin, Isa, Seeun, Yoon (Stayc), Mayu, Xinyu, Nakyoung, Sohyun, Dahyun, Nien, Seoyeon, Jiyeon, Kotone,  (triple s), Yujin, Gael, Rei, Wonyoung (IVE), Sangah, Chowon, Nayoung, Hina, Juhyeon, Yujeong (lightsum), Wooyeon, Nana (Woo!Ah), Ruka (BABYMONSTER), Haewon, Sullyoon, Lily, Bae (NMIXX), Hanni, Minji (NewJeans), Jurin, Chisa, Hinata (XG), Rio, Maya, Ayaka, Mayuka (NiziU), Seoi, Riina, Hwiseo, Yel (H1-KEY) Soojin, Monday, Jihan (Weekly), Hana, Rona, Ririka (ILY:1), Chungha, Soojin, Kwon Eunbi, Chuu, Yves, Bibi, Yena, Chaeyeon, Jo Yuri, You Dayeon (solista) Somin, Jiwoo (Kard), Lee Mijoo, Krystal Jung, Suzy, Kim Sejeong, Jang Gyuri, Kim Minkyeung, Kim Doah, Kim Bomin, Jung Chaeyeon, Ahin, Zhou Jieqiong, Doyeon, Lucy (ex-weki meki), Ryu Dain, Kang Naeon Ji Hyewon, Roh Jeongeui, Jang Dabin, Jang Dan-a, Shin Seulki, Han Yulri, Kang Hyewon, Hina Yoshihara, Han Sohee, Go Minsi.

Shownu, Minhyuk, Joohoney, Kihyun (Monsta X), Baekhyun, Chanyeol, D.O, Sehun, Kai (EXO), Hwang Minhyun (ex-Nu’est), BM, Jseph (Kard), Lee SeungHyub (N.Flying), Woosung (The Rose), Inseong, Dawon, Taeyang, Zuho, Hwiyoung, Chani (SF9), Mark Tuan, Jackson, Bambam (GOT7), Young K, Dowoon (DAY 6), Jung Jaewon (solista), Ha Sungwoon (solista), Hongseok (Pentagon), Han SeungWoo, Sejun, Choi Byungchan (VICTON), S.Coups, Mingyu, Wonwoo, Vernon, DK, Joshua, Hoshi, Dino, Jun, The8 (Seventeen), Jaehyun, Winwin, Jungwoo, Mark, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin (NCT), Sion, Riku, Yushi (NCT Wish), Yangyang, Xiaojun (WAYV) V, Namjoon (BTS), Jacob, Kevin, Younghoon, Hyunjae, Juyeon, Ju Haknyeon, Eric (THE BOYZ), Kim Jiwoong, Sung Hanbin, Zhang Hao, Seok Matthew, Ricky (ZB1), Seonghwa, Yunho, Mingi, San, Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Lee Know, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Seungmin, I.N (Stray Kids), Beomgyu, Taehyun, Huening Kai (TXT), Keeho, Theo, Jiung (P1Harmony), Jay, Heeseung, Jungwon, Sunoo (Enhypen), Jaehyun, Sungho, Riwoo, Taesan, Leehan (boynextdoor), E-chan, Heechan, Lune, Junseo (DKB), Keita, Park Hanbin, Lee Jeonghyeon, Yoo Seungeon, Ji Yunseo (EVNNE), Shotaro, Sungchan, Wonbin, Sohee, Anton (Riize), Seunghan (solista), Kentaro Sakaguchi, Park Yuri, Yook Sungjae, Baekho, Rowoon, Woodz, B.I, Mika Hashizume, Jey, Cha Eunwoo, Joong Archen, Boss Chaikamon, Jeff Satur, Kim Dohoon, Lee Jungha, Lee Chaemin, Shin Hyunseung, Lee Wonjung, Lee Minjae, Woo Dohwan, Lee Dohyun, Lee Jaewook.

Não sei se faltou algum, mas se quiserem sugerir também só dar reply que acrescentamos!

edit: "listinha", a mod annika diz... "listinha"... são dois godzillas de sugestões, isso sim! — mod odette

[museslair]

🏷️ for my characters & ships

ch: rh. (rowan hayes - estudiante de comunicación / creadora de contenido)

ch: ab. (aiden baek - 28 | director de orquesta / parcialmente sordo)

ch: ih. (ivy hwang - 25 | sous chef/ex modelo)

ch: wf. (wesley ford - 27 | paleontólogo/asistente de museo)

ch: ce. (choi eunseok - 25 | artista de maquillaje)

ch: nk. (nam kyung - 26 | músico profesional / guitarrista principal en una banda)

ch: ly. (lily yang - 24 | restauradora de arte)

ch: ad. (aksel durmaz - 29 | dueño de un bar / ex militar/vigilante)

ch: hj. (hana jeong - 35 | organizadora de eventos)

ch: av. (alexander volkov - 23 | estudiante de leyes / refugiado de la bratva)

ch: js. (jang soeun - 24 | escritora / ghostwriter)

ch: lj. (lee jian - 27 | diseñadora de vestidos de novia)

ch: cj. (choi jiho - 24 | estudiante de administración / sucesor de una familia jopok)

ch: kl. (kian lakshmi - 24 | fisioterapeuta/ex jugador de baloncesto)

ch: ja. (jamie assarat - 26 | compositora / maestra de música)

ch: lp. (layla park - 22 | blogger de viajes)

ch: dk. (daniel kwon - 27 | heredero de una cadena hotelera / dueño de un club)

ch: yh. (yoon haerim - 26 | arqueóloga / productora de un canal sobre lo paranormal)

ch: do. (dilan özberk - 23 | violinista / músico callejero)

ch: sh. (seo hyuk - 25 | productor musical/ingeniero de audio)

ch: ks. (karim saab - 26 | cocinero de línea / granjero urbano)

ch: yk. (yohane kaiya - 24 | socialité / creadora de contenido)

ch: cl. (charlie lozano - 22 | college dropout)

ch: nd. (noh dayeon - 24 | estudiante de arte/guía de turistas)

ch: hn. (haejun nam - 24 | estudiante de mba / futuro ceo)

ch: dc. (darcy castillo - 23 | paramédico)

ch: nr. (nishimura ren - 23 | barista / aspirante a actor)

[wnieq]

アルキボ.

[ll-net]

The Trainees of LL E&M: LLRookies

PROFILES:

JIN JI-YOUNG

KANG MO-EUM

KIM DU-RI

MYEONG JI-EUN

ZHAO XINYING

HAYASHI AMI

UYEHARA YUA

HWANG DA-YEON

[siilent-wanderer]

☁ MASTERLIST

IVE

valentines with ive again and again between takes

an yujin

between us, unspoken (ft. karina) when love isn't enough gravity event horizon love whisper lights, camera, us flight 143

jang wonyoung

your argument, my weakness your argument is invalid (be mine?) debater!wonyoung headcanons say it again (lover) halfway to something (ft. jang daah) flowers and firsts the space between (ft. jang daah & kazuha)

AESPA

dynamics with aespa valentines with aespa one more? meeting the family the lines we cross

karina

between us, unspoken (ft. an yujin) stuck with yu little things caught on cam what's the matter, baby? the things you do to me at midnight, with you jealousy, jealousy

giselle

electric you & i, us

winter

good morning, love

IZ*ONE

minju

collision course

ITZY

stay close cue the chemistry

yeji

contract marriage

LE SSERAFIM

one wasn't enough scripted, but not really

OTHERS

jang daah / baek harin

halfway to something (ft. jang wonyoung) rain and realizations the space between (ft. jang wonyoung & kazuha) checkmate

kim dayeon / hwang hyunjung

half of her

[chibiloona]

✰ kpop gg selca icons !! ◞

[loveisle]

*⠀WELCOME TO THE VILLA! #VillaReady

congratulations! some are here for love, some are here for money; we are here to be entertained by them. meet your newest obsessions, the cast of this year's season of love isle! (22/30)

aespa's ning yizhuo (ningning) as yi fei, ux designer

aespa's yu jimin (karina) as song 'krystal' yuri, medical intern

astro's yoon sanha as son haneul, meowigolds employee

ateez's choi san as pyo misun, personal trainer

fromis_9's song hayoung as han sora, art director

h1-key's seoi (lee yejin) as uhm seulbi, database engineer

itzy's hwang yeji as min hyerim, hairstylist

le sserafim's kim chaewon as han jinah, pr agent & youtuber

model chloe scantlebury as saie taylor, contemporary dancer

model choi yura as delilah 'deli' lim, marine biologist

model kim rachel as kim risa, costume designer

model hong taejun as an minho, professional surfer

nct's jung yoonoh (jaehyun) as cha 'eden' junseo, voice actor

nct's mark lee as lee noeul, airline co-pilot

next1de's hu yetao as wu yun, hairstylist

p1harmony's yoon keeho as han eungyul, university student

soloist you dayeon as yu seomi, paint & sip studio owner

the boyz's sohn youngjae (eric) as lee jungwoo, gym trainer & content creator

the boyz's lee juyeon as im jiun, dj

triples' park sohyun as jeong saena, real estate agent

txt's choi beomgyu as sim hoyeon, nurse

txt's choi soobin as ryu yiseul, pharmicist