#it's also sk and pt falling in love

[kiwi-luminaryofthestars]

04/25/2025 Progress Update:

TLDR: 2.5K written, about 34K drafted so far for chapter

I really really wanted to finish the draft today but theeeen got distracted by a lot of things. Still got 2.5K more drafted, and we're like RIGHT at the end of section 4, so we're going strong. I do very much think I could get the whole chapter drafted by end of tomorrow, but we'll see. If not, likely by end of weekend. Then editing time!

I have really been enjoying these last parts. My fingers are flying, barely stopping. It's probably 'cause it's action; despite not being like the BEST at action, I still really like writing it lol. I especially like the constraints. The fact Shuichi's heart stops him from taking a chase at full-strength forces me to reassess how he approaches trying to catch the Phantom Thief, relying less on his strength/endurance and more his ability to think on his feet. I want him to be resourceful.

That's like one of my favorite FAVORITE things about any Phantom Thief AU, when Shu uses his head to get himself out of situations. I point to ultimate_heartache's fic, which has Shu use a cigarette's smoke path to get him out of a mirror maze. That is.... like the most spell-binding thing I've ever seen in a Phantom Thief AU lol, I love it SO much. So I wanted to emulate a similar vein of "mind over body" moments for Shu, not only because I think it's cool but because I think Ko would eat it up.

Anyway. Today was a little better, which is always a plus! I'm very much looking forward to this weekend. I'm going to sit outside on my newly-moved-into deck and write for like the entire day. And no one can stop me mwahahaha.

Hope you all have a lovely lovely night! I wish you so much relaxation and non-stressful days to come. You've got this, I believe in you!!

[haoxiaoba]

紫色.

(pt. 1)

pairing: minghao x gn!reader, side character!mingyu genre: fluff; idol-fan au words: 1.9k a/n: thank you chau & ina for helping & proofreading this for me! i’d also like to dedicate this to all the carats (esp. 8stars) and our idol-fan fantasies <3

“i’m wonderstruck, blushing all the way home. i’ll spend forever wondering if you knew, i was enchanted to meet you.”

— loving hao is purple.

how the night started was kind of a blur to you since you had quite a busy day previously. the stress and pent-up fatigue from your hectic work life were pushing you to the edge. you knew you had to get outside for a walk to let your mind relax even if it was at 1am. with your earbuds blasting the comfort songs of your favorite group, seventeen, you let your legs wander off around the park near your neighborhood. your mind was not focusing on what was around you, but rather the fantasy life you were drawing in your head as you got lost in the music. that was when you bumped against two male strangers, or at least that was what your mind initially thought. the impact was not too strong, but since you were not focusing, it did make you fall down on the pavement. you verbally yelped as your bottom made contact with the ground. to add to the bad luck, as if you did not already have enough from that day, you landed right on a puddle of muddy rainwater from the storm that was happening earlier in the day.

“miss, are you okay? we’re so sorry about that!” you heard one of the strangers ask over the tune of hai cheng’s final notes blasting in your ears. his voice was warm, comforting, laced with a slight accent, and strangely familiar. you had heard this voice before, but your mind could not recognize it right away. it all clicked when you looked up and made eye contact with the owner of the voice. xu minghao — the man you had yearned to meet one day in person, were planning to watch him perform at the group’s concert the very next night, and were listening to through your earbuds — was in front of you. suddenly, everything was frozen in place. the only things that were in motion were your pounding heart and the soothing tones of seventeen singing the next song on your playlist, lean on me, in your ears.

he was almost kneeling in front of you with his hands tucked into the front pocket of his black, oversized windbreaker. behind him was kim mingyu, his same-age best friend in the same group. he was hovering over minghao in almost a similar stance. it was kind of overwhelming for you, to say the very least, to see the idols of your dreams right in front of your eyes with no one else in sight. ‘and in all the possible situations i could have met them in, this has to be it…’ you sighed internally.

“oh-h i’m sorry about that, and yes, i’m okay…” you shakily and awkwardly said as you tried to push yourself off the ground. the attempt kind of failed as you made a slight slip. luckily, two sets of hands caught you right in time and helped you to stand up back up on your feet. your heart made a jump inside your chest as their hands made contact with your arms. you nervously kept your eyes to the ground through the entire process in an attempt to calm down your racing heart.

“thank you so much for your help!” you spoke and uncomfortably shifted your legs to get used to the wet stain that was prevalent on your beige work pants while your hands fumbled to remove your earbuds. your eyes naturally moved to minghao’s as you were voicing out your thankfulness for them. his concerned gaze towards you and his strong aura were a little hard for your heart to bear, but you could not help but to get lost in his hazy dark brown eyes that were slightly covered by the shadow of his black bucket hat. you had to take a second to zoom out and absorb all the tiny details you could find on him; from the prettiest shade of pink of his puckering lips, his sharp and pointy elf ears, to the way his chin was tucked inside the neck of his windbreaker, or how soft his bare skin looked. these little things about him made you melt a little inside. to say you were infatuated by the looks of him was surely an understatement.

you almost forgot about how uncomfortable the wet stain on your bottom felt and the existence of mingyu until he picked up your phone that was laying on the dry area of the pavement. right at that time, a text came in to your phone and you saw both of them take a quick glance of your screen, where lean on me’s album art and a photo of minghao as your lockscreen were on display, from the corner of your eyes.

“are you a fan of seventeen?” mingyu asked as he handed you back your phone. a rose-tinted blush slowly crept up your cheeks since your identity as a fan was now exposed to them. “thank you, and yes, i am a carat!” you muttered with a smile as you took back your phone before continuing slowly, “i had quite a bad day today, and your songs made me feel a lot better…thank you so much for that, too!”

“thank you for listening to us! it’s really late now, though. you should head home soon!” mingyu flashed a grin as he shoved his hands in the front pockets of his blue denim jeans. you bowed your head lightly and put on a small smile as you turned your body to give them space to continue their walk, “i’m sorry about bumping into you both earlier. please continue with your way!” as you turned, you tried to pull the end of your blouse as an effort to hide the wet stain from their view.

what you did not know was minghao’s eyes were set on you the entire time. he noticed how you were uncomfortable with the wet stain and wondered if you were hurt by the fall you had earlier. he, somehow, found you adorable. not that he did not think any of his fans were not pretty or cute, but there was something about you that stirred something in him, and he could not put a finger on what it was. before his mind could take him any further, he took off his windbreaker and motioned for you to take it with a soft smile, “you can use my jacket to cover your stain, and let us call you a ride back to your home! it’s quite dangerous for you to walk out here late at night by yourself.”

you could feel your heart race faster from his gesture, and as you were about to deny his offer, he put his windbreaker directly into your palm. at one point, you could feel a slight touch of his palm against the tips of your fingers, and it created large waves of emotions inside of you. you silently thanked the park for having only dim light at this hour because you knew your heart would combust from all the things that he was doing if this was to happen during daylight.

before you could say anything, minghao took out his phone and quickly typed on the screen for about a second. within that second, all you could do was look at him longingly. maybe the universe sensed that you had enough of a bad day and decided to send you a little gift because a small wind came on out of the blue and blew a fallen leaf onto the top of his head as he was typing. your hand and body decided on their own and moved closer towards him to remove the leaf. as your hand was about to reach for the leaf, he looked up, “would you mind typing in your address-“

the sudden actions from you and him made you both freeze in place. you silently cursed yourself for moving in too close because now your faces were only inches away from each other. you did not dare to move and neither did he. in that moment, it felt as if it was just you and him existing in this world. it did not help that your heart was beating much louder than what you were used to and you silently hoped that he could not hear it.

you also took notice of how his eyes broke contact with yours and moved down towards your lips. it caused you to unconsciously bite on your lower lip out of nervousness. this action, however, made something inside of minghao flipped. he was so close to diving down and placing a peck on those rosy lips of yours. he could feel his body slowly leaning in closer, but before he could do what he hoped to do, mingyu broke the silence with a light cough.

the cough made you draw back to reality and you quickly removed the leaf from minghao’s hair before taking a step back. “sorry about that, i just wanted to remove the leaf that was on your hair! my house isn’t too far away from this park either, so i’ll be home in no time. thank you for the offer! i appreciate it a lot.”

you were about to give minghao back his windbreaker before he spoke up, “i’m glad your house isn’t too far from here, but please use the jacket! i’m not taking it back.” perhaps it was his persistence or the way he looked at you almost adoringly with those beautiful eyes of his, but it made you feel warm inside nevertheless. you swiftly put on his windbreaker and gave them a polite bow, “thank you so much for helping me tonight! i hope you will get back safely…and i’ll see you tomorrow!” you finished the last part quickly before rushing away to hide your (very) evident blush.

you were almost speed walking out of the park, but as you were about to leave their sight, you heard minghao’s voice calling you, “w-what’s your name? we forgot to ask you that!”

“it’s y/n!” you turned back with the brightest smile before continuing your way back to your place.

when you entered your apartment, you almost fell on your knees from all the tension and nervousness that you felt from the interaction you had just now. you let out a shaky sigh as you changed out of your soiled clothes. your heart was still not calming down and you had the hardest time breathing normally. you were not too worried about that though because your mind was fixated on the thought of minghao and how close the both of you were at one point that it almost felt like you were about to kiss.

you took his windbreaker out to your sofa with you, and as you were sinking into the comfort of the cushion, you let yourself bathe in the lingering scent of minghao on the piece of clothing he left you with. your thoughts drifted off to dissect the entire interaction you had earlier. all the what if’s started popping up: maybe you should not have came too close; maybe you should have interacted with the both of them instead of just minghao; maybe you should have focused more on where you were going, so you would not embarrass yourself in front of him like that; and maybe you should have stayed longer just so you could enjoy his presence more. though, at the end of the day, you knew deep down that if you carried out these what if’s, you would not be able to experience this interaction as wholeheartedly as it was.

and if you were to get another chance to see him in person again,

even amongst a sea of people, 

all you could ever see is him, xu minghao.

[pt. 2: 红色 (red) - coming soon]

[taegyuun]

s/o stealing their clothes

genre: fluff

word count: 1k

paring: enhypen x reader

note: i wrote this in about 10 mins so it’s not that great but i think it’s pretty cute

♡ — LEE HEESEUNG

he does like a triple take-

mans has to look and then looks again in disbelief before rubbing his eyes and leaning forward like some old man and look again

once he renders what was actually happening hes go s o r e d

pls bully him for it it’d be so funny

you’re just standing there like🧍‍♀️ “yo what” and hes like “my? hello! is- mine- woah- good lord- hi yeah-“ and you’re like is he good

you literally ask him if he can smell toast bc you were that worried to the point of thinking he was having a stroke

nah hes just malfunctioning BC YOU LOOK SO GOD DAMN CUTE

once he kinda regains his consciousness he cannot stop cooing over how cute you are

rest of the boys under the cut !

♡ — JAY PARK

mans pretends like he does not see 🧑‍🦯

sir we all know you purposely left that in a very totally not obvious place and acted like you forgot it 😐✋

you ain’t slick

also pretends like hes not blushing LMAOOO

kids ears are redder than your stove and i think that says enough

tries to act all cool and chic and what not as if hes totally unaffected but hes stuttering every two words and tripping over every other object that isn’t even remotely in his way 💀

but once he got used to it he literally physically shoves his jackets or shirts or what not into your arms when youre choosing outfits bc he just LOVES it that much

♡ — JAKE SIM

red and malfunctioning pt. 2

but instead of acting as if hes having a stroke

homeboy just stands there like a sim with no task-

you can literally see the loading circle thing above his head

once it finally clicks omg... he just SQUEALS like a little boy and runs over to you before hugging you so tightly

hes like “you’re so cute :(( i love you so so sk so much :((( you’re so so so cute :(( how can you be so cute :(((“ he overused the word cute so many times in that first sighting that you forced him to give you $5 every time he said it

no but hes already pretty clingy but when you wear his clothes... gawd dayum

he doubles in clingines

never lets you go and always has the brightest smile on his face

♡ — PARK SUNGHOON

mf is so chill 😐

LOL ONLY ON THE OUTSIDE THOOOO

he acts super nonchalant about it but the second you were out the room he falls flat into the couch and squeals into one of the pillows while kicking his legs up an down

cannot keep his cool when he sees you wearing his clothes jesus-

if you ever catch him doing his “theyre so cute i’m about to implode” ritual, he’ll go back to his cool facade and try and play it off as if he stubbed his toe or sumn and is just in great amount of pain

homeboy doesn’t realise you were standing at the doorframe and saw the whole thing happen 💀✋

but yeah he loves it a lot just tries to act like it doesn’t affect him but we all know better

♡ — KIM SUNOO

hes 100% the one to be like “oh yeah that one is so cute on you i love it pls wear it as often as you can- actually just keep it- wait no i still like it.... we can share!!” but then he’ll also be like “no that one makes you look weird don’t wear it 🙄” LMAOO

mr. fashionable or sumn up in here

99% of the time loves what you wear from his wardrobe and he just loves how his style matches yours or the way it contrast yet you still manage to look adorable

loves choosing outfits for you

he gives me the vibe of like loving to have matching socks-

but that’s off topic

if he sees you wear his hat or something he will take it off your head, try it on himself and if it doesn’t fit with his outfit he gives it back to you

if it does fit... well too bad i guess

♡ — YANG JUNGWON

stops, stares, acts like everything is all good

hes like a mix of jake and sunghoon where he malfunctions for a bit before trying not to lose his cool y’know

it’s like that meme of that dog in a burning room and hes like “i’m fine,,, this is fine” LMAOO

nah bb is losing his mind

he kinda gives up on being nonchalant and what not and just pulls you in a FAT hug and tells you how pretty you look wearing his clothes

may tease you for the choice as well

he’ll say stuff like “omg that’s my favourite one” or “could’ve chosen a better one y/n... but oh well still look cute 🙄” LMAOO

if you’re sitting on the couch or actually scrap that

hell just constantly have his hands playing with the seams of the sleeves or the bottom of the hoodie bc he just finds you that cute

♡ — NISHIMURA RIKI

blushes but plays it off like it’s fine and teases you

hes teasing you about wearing his clothes and being so obsessed with him 🙄

hes saying that as if hes not losing it on the inside and definitely doesn’t have bright pink cheeks yeah totally riki you’re so slick

no but when you guys cuddle you can see how much he genuinely loves when you wear his clothes bc he just cuddles into the fabric and always inhales just a bit deeper

he loves yours and his scents combined together

after a while, he’d probably start to randomly hand you hoodies or jackets out of nowhere

youll open your mouth to say you’re cold and before you can even breathe out hes already handing you a hoodie and you’re like

“where tf did you get that from ??” and hes just like “don’t ask. wear”

[illeas-library]

P ercabeth Headcanons because I can (pt. 4)

When they are in college they often help each other with homework

Percy loves science so much, and usually helps Annabeth with it

She is stronger in math, and helps Percy with his math homework

Usually they aim for a study session each day, where they help each other if they need

Neither of them are very good in the English department, but their careers don't exactly need it anyways

When one of them is struggling to read a textbook, the other one tries their best to help

This usually results in both of them looking at the textbook extremely confused

Part of the reason they do love college other than the fact that they get to spend time together is because they get to pursue careers that involve their strengths, and things they enjoy

The other reason is because they love spending time together

They usually have their daily study sessions and then some sort of weekly hangout

The hangout is usually a movie night or them baking

They love to bake together, it's a stress relief for them and they love itIt always ends up with both of them covered in flour and laughing

Few kisses are stolen as well

Their favorite thing to bake is cookies and cake

Their roommates also like it because they get to have some of the treats they make

Whenever Annabeth is feeling upset, she tries to find Percy somewhere on campus

She almost always finds him in his dorm or studying in the library

When she finds him studying, she just sits by him

He reaches for her hand and holds it and she just quietly watches him

She enjoys just being with him, even if he's focused on school

She loves the face he makes when he is focusing

He scrunches up his eyebrows and it's really cute

When Percy finishes, he just talks to Annabeth while she leans against him, listening to his heart beat, and it calms her down

When Percy is upset, he'll usually go looks for Annabeth

They find comfort in each other so that's why they are often together

After a long day and they see each other, Percy picks up Annabeth, and spins her around and kisses her

Annabeth is also found in the library or in one of the coffee shops on campus

Percy knows her favorite coffee shop sk when he knows she's have a rough day, he'll look for her and surprise her with a drink

She almost always breaks down in tears of gratitude

When Annabeth knows that Percy is having a rough day, she'll just go and sit with him and talk to him

She also tries to make him cookies or a sweet treat

When they have their weekly dates that usually consist of dinner and movie nights

When they have these date nights, they also stay up very late and just talk

They talk about their future and about anything

Then, they fall asleep in each others arms, happy to be together

[sybcritics-blog]

( lee jooheon, cismale, he/him, 24. ) — CHOI JUNGWOO, better known to the authorities as VULCAN, has been working for the kumiho for around SIX YEARS as a JANITOR. rumor has it, they can be DARING & KALEIDOSCOPIC but also IRASCIBLE & SYBARITIC which is why blood-stained hands, all black wardrobes, crooked smirks, and weaponry makes me think of them.

hey  demons,  it  me,  ya  girl,  gem  ...  back  at  it  again,  only  this  time  my  character  is  worst  than  the  first  one.  which  is  saying  something  because  oof  minwoo  was  an  absolute  disaster  !  so  if  that  gives  you  any  idea  as  to  how  this  shithead  is  gonna  be,  that  should  be  a  clue  !  

again,  his  whole  backstory  isn't  completely  figured  out  but  i  have  what  i've  already  figured  out  below  the  cut,  as  well  as  his  basic  information,  personality  &  some  wanted  plots  i  have  for  him  ! 

if  you  want  to  plot  with  this  lil  pyro,  smash  that  like  button  &  i'll  come  to  you  !  or  of  course,  if  you  like  d*scord  better  than  tumblr  feel  free  to  add  me  on  there  (  @𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕂𝕃𝔼𝕍𝕠𝕊𝕊!#9330 )  &  we  can  plot  from  there  !

                                         BASIC INFORMATION.

full  name:  choi  jungwoo. nickname(s):  jun,  woo. age:  twenty-four. date  of  birth:  october  31st. birthplace:  daegu,  south  korea. current  location:  seoul,  south  korea. ethnicity:  korean. nationality:  korean. gender:  cismale. pronouns:  he  /  him  /  his. orientation:  pansexual. crew  position:  janitor. occupation:  instagram  model  /  youtuber.  (  eboy  basically  ig  ) language(s)  spoken: korean,  english,   chinese,  japanese,  spanish,  greek,  thai  &  french.

                                    PHYSICAL  APPEARANCE.

face  claim:  lee  jooheon  (  joohoney  )  of  monsta  x. hair  color:  changes  frequently,  currently  dark  brown. eye  color:  brown. height:  6  '  1  ". weight:  175. build:  athletic. tattoos:  far  too  many  to  count. piercings:  multiple  in  his  ears,  a  tongue  piercing,  nipple  piercings,  a  scar  on  his  right  brow  from  an  old  brow  piercing.

                                                       HEALTH.

physical  ailments:  alcohol  abuse,  drug  abuse  & lactose  intolerance. neurological  conditions:  back  pain  &  occasional  migraines. allergies:  pollen,  mold,  dairy,  shellfish. sleeping  habits: 3-4  hours  a  night,  restless. eating  habits:  mostly  junk  food,  fast  food  &  take-out  but  he  does  enjoy  going  to  fancy  places  every  once  in  a  while  as  well  as  cooking  meals  at  home. exercise  habits:  jogs  every  morning,  is  in  a  boxing  group  that  meets  every  week. body  temperature: hot  natured. addictions:  alcohol,  tobacco,  drugs  &  sex. drug  use: frequent. alcohol  use: frequent.

                                          PERSONALITY. ( PT 1. )

label:  the  cataclysmic. positive  traits:  daring  &  kaleidoscopic. negative  traits:  irascible  &  sybaritic. fears:  large  bodies  of  water. hobbies:  boxing,  card  games,  video  games,  reading,  cooking,  comic  books,  jogging. habits: tbd. quirks:  tbd.

                                                 FAVORITES.

season:  fall. color(s):  black,  red,  green. music:  isn’t  super  picky,  doesn't  care  for  country. movies:  mostly  action,  suspense,  horror  &  comedy. sport(s):  watches  baseball  &  hockey. beverage(s):  anything  but  sparkling  water. food:  fast  food. animal:  dogs.

                                                     FAMILY.

father: tba. mother: tba. sibling(s):  younger sibling, nineteen. children:  n/a. pet(s):  german  sheppard  puppy. family’s  financial  status:  upper  class.

                                                     EXTRAS.

zodiac sign:  scorpio. mbti:  entp-a.  (  the  debater  ) enneagram:  type  eight. (  the  challenger  ) temperament:  choleric. hogwarts  house:  slytherin. moral  alignment:  chaotic neutral. primary  vice:  lust. primary  virtue:  pride. element: fire.

                                                BIOGRAPHY.

born  in  daegu  sk  to  a  lawyer  and  a  police  officer,  jun's  life  was  always  pretty strict.

they  always  made  sure  he  was  living  like  they  wanted  him  to,  cracking  down  and  making  sure  he  was  behaving  &  that  his  grades  were  at  the  top  of  his  class.

little  did  they  know  that  their  son  found  ways  around  having  to  obey  everything  they  said,  sneaking  out  of  his  bedroom  window  to  roam  the  streets  of  daegu  in  the  middle  of  the  night  &  things  like  that.

that's  also  where  he  first  found  his  interest  in  fire,  seeing  people  mess  with  small  bonfires  /  fireworks  all  the  time  caused  him  to  grow  curious.

so  one  night  on  one  of  his  adventures,  he  approached  a  group  of  kids  that  were  probably  only  a  few  years  older  than  him  and  they  allowed  him  into  their  group  &  allowed  him  to  start  messing  with  the  fireworks  himself.

it  was  from  that  moment  on  that  he  started  to  rebel  a  little  bit  more  with  each  day  that  passed,  eventually  sneaking  out  &  staying  gone  the  entire  night  only  to  sneak  back  up  through  his  window,  get  2  hrs  of  sleep  and  then  head  to  school.

parents  never  figured  out  about  it  though,  he  was  good  at  lying  to  them  &  anyone  with  any  sort  of  'authority'  so  he  was  able  to  continue  pleasing  them  &  pretending  to  be  this  pefect  son  all  while  living  the  life  he  actually  wanted  to  live.

the  only  thing  that  came  as  a  shock  to  his  parents  was  him  moving  out  at  the  age  of  sixteen,  getting  his  own  apartment  and  whatnot  so  he'd  stop  having  to  hide  how  he  wanted  to  live  or  have  to  sneak  out  of  his  own  home.

however,  to  them,  they  just  thought  he  wanted  to  become  more  of  an  adult  &  so  they  never  really  questioned  it  or  checked  up  on  him  without  warning.

he  had  just  turned  eighteen  when  he  was  approached  by  the  mastermind  after  getting  into  a  fight  at  a bustling  club,  leaving  the  other  person  laid  out  on  the  ground  while  jun  barely  had  any  injuries  whatsoever.  

the  mastermind  offered  a  job,  keep  people  quiet  or  clean  up  after  the  ones  who  can't  and  you'll  get  paid  shit  tons  of  money...  who  was  jun  to  turn  that  offer  down?

a  few  months  after  that  is  when  his  instagram  persona  started  forming,  posting  his  outfits  on  the  app  started  to  cause  people  to  follow  him  &  ask  for  more...  n  before  he  knew  it,  he  was  getting  agents  messaging  him  offering  to  be  HIS  agent  &  allow  him  to  make  even  more  money  just  by  posting  the  simplest  of  things  on  a  daily  basis.

again,  who  was  he  to  really  turn  down  the  offer?  especially  considering  the  fact  he'd  already  grown  a  taste  for  all  things  expensive.

&  thus,  jun's  double  life  began  once  more,  though  this  time,  both  sides  of  his  life  were  things  he  truly  enjoyed.

                                       PERSONALITY. ( PT 2. )

the  Worst...

short-tempered  as  heck,  will  snap  on  people  for  breathing  in  his  direction  wrong  if  he's  in  one  of  those  moods...

loves  violence... it's  a  problem.  will be  that  asshole  who  starts  bar  fights  just  so  he  can  fight  someone  ksfjghsdf

.... if  you  haven't  figured  it  out,  the  boy  loves  to  play  with  fire.  constantly  burns  stuff,  always  tries  to  take  things  of  other  peoples  to  burn  them.  also  likes  to  ... possibly  set  empty  buildings  on  fire  only  to  watch  them  burn  down.  yike.

can  be  extremely  goofy  &  joking  one  moment  and  then  the  biggest  grumpy  asshole  the  next.  all  really  depends  on  his  mood  at  the  time.

when  he's  in  a  good  mood  though,  he  loves  to  mess  with  people  &  joke  around  or  just  go  explore  the  area.  day  trips  are  his  favorite  thing  in  the  world  even  though  he  won't  admit  to  it.

however,  when  he  isn't.... don't  mess  with  him  bc  he  will probably  try  and  snap  ur  head  off  or  yell  at  you  for  the  dumbest  shit.  probably  figures  out  he's  being  a  dick  a  little  too  late  but  will  still  own  up  to  it  and  apologize  eventually.

a  bit  of  a  wild  card,  honestly.  you  never  know  what  mood  he's  going  to  be  in  or  what's  going  on  in  his  head  at  any  given  moment.

a  heaux,  shock  shock...  but  like  actually  really  bad  abt  it,  constantly  has  some  new  hook  up  or  something  like  that.

this  is  a  work  in  progress  as  well  so  that's  all i've  got  atm

                                                   PLOT IDEAS.

someone  from  his  past  who  knows  that  his  father  is  a  police  officer  &  constantly  gets  on  his  ass  for  all  the  stupid  shit  he  does  bc  they  don't  want  him  getting  caught  let  alone  his  own  father  finding  out.

his  go  to  person  for  all  things  stupid  as  fuck.  getting  high  on  the  roof?  check.  getting  drunk  &  dancing  on  the  bar?  check.  walking  around  seoul  at  4  in  the  morning?  check.

the  fire  &  ice  combination  we  all  want  for  our  muses,  they  fight,  bicker,  try  to  throw  hands  w  each  other  even  but  at  the  end  of  the  day,  they  actually  care  about  one  another.

someone  who's  able  to  see  the  softer  side  of  jun,  either  by  just  being  around  for  his  'down'  days,  or  finding  out  that  a  sleepy  /  just  woke  up  jun  has  a  tendency  to  be  soft  and  a  tiny  bit  needy.

the  jokester  friend  who's  always  pranking  jun  &  jun  tries  to  one  up  them  &  get  his  revenge.

the  LOATHING  plot...  idk  what  it  would  be  for  but  they  just  literally  can't  stand  each  other  &  they  make  sure  it's  known  to  the  world.

someone  who  puts  up  with  his  instagram  persona  and  goes  on  shopping  trips  &  appears  in  the  dumb  videos  he  uploads  to  both  instagram  &  youtube.

speaking of,,,,,  the  'dating'  rumor.  basically  they're  really  close  friends  &  are  seen  by  the  media  together  a  lot  so  people  just  assume  they're  a  thing  &  start  getting  hashtags  about  them  trending  as  well  as  all  the  other  fun  stuff  that  goes  along  with  that.

will  add  more  as  they  come  to  mind  !

[thinkyoureholy]

No Rest For The Wicked [6]

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Pairing : Kim Minseok / [Fem] Reader

Genre : Angst, a bit Gory, Violence, Some Fluff, Smut, Zombie Apocalypse! AU

Words : 3.6k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4. Pt 5. Pt 6. Pt 7.

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

I walked through the hallways, looking for a certain someone. Turning the corner I saw her crouched down, peering through a crack in the door into a room with its windows blocked. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I approached her. She was so focused on what was happening inside that she didn’t hear me, then again I was light on my feet, not even an animal in the forest was able to hear me getting closer to it until it was too late. I kept my distance from her as I looked to see what was so interesting. Inside the room I could see Minseok, Jongdae, a man I vaguely remember being called Chanwoo and two women I have yet to know the names of, or at least I never got around to remembering them. The corners of my lips curled upward at seeing Minseok but the smile quickly fell at seeing the frown on his face. Just as I was about to address the eavesdropper below me the door suddenly flew open, Dawon and I stumbling into the room. They all turned at the sudden intrusion, Minseok sighing heavily at seeing Dawon sprawled out on the floor.

“I was just about to get her to move, continue...please, just forget we were ever here.” I said quickly, wanting to save Dawon and myself from a scolding.

I leant down and grabbed a hold of her arm and hoisted her up to her feet. She didn’t seem to grasp the situation fully as she began to argue, “Quiet. Unless you want them to restrict you within these walls for eavesdropping.”

At my harsh tone she calmed down immediately, all the fight leaving her as soon as it came. We were almost out the door when I heard Jongdae’s voice calling over to me. I said nothing as turned to him, waiting for him to continue with whatever he had to say.

“I see you’re looking better.”

I furrowed my brows, tilting my head in confusion, “I’ve been fine since I got here...What are you trying to get at?”

“How about joining Chanwoo and Suri on a run?”

“Jongdae not yet. She’s been out there on her own for months and you’re already sending her out there? She needs more time.” Minseok said quickly, arguing with Jongdae’s proposal.

Jongdae didn’t even so much as bat an eye, “She has to start earning her keep around here. She can’t just keep lazing around doing nothing while the rest of us here pull our weight.”

I set my jaw at his tone of voice, feeling irritated with his words. I opened my mouth to say something but Minseok beat me to it, annoyance clear in his voice, “She’s been out there for months. The least you could do is give her a couple more days.”

I looked from Minseok to Jongdae, seeing the tension beginning to build around these two, the others in the room feeling it as well. Ever since I came back with them that day I've noticed the tension between these two was thick. Jongdae was always so  hostile towards Minseok and I had been growing tired of it. I had learned that Ara was his sister, the last family he had left in fact. But that didn’t excuse the fact that he was taking out his anger on him. What happened to her could’ve very well happened to any of the others, Minseok even but he’s hell bent on blaming Minseok for the entire thing.  Jongdae was challenging Minseok with his stare but Minseok stood his ground, neither of them backing down.

“I’ll go.”

At those two words Minseok looked at me with wide eyes, already beginning to argue but I stopped him, “He’s right Minseok. Besides...you don’t have any medical supplies, those bandages you all have are nothing but scraps.”

“I’ll go too then.”

“No. You’re needed here.” Jongdae said his voice firm.

Minseok turned to him, looking like he was ready to swing at any minute. Before he could do or say anything I walked over to him quickly, placing a hand on his chest, forcing him to look at me.

“He’s doing this to get under your skin, fighting him won’t do you any good. Shut up and take it for now.” I said in a hushed tone, seeing the inner turmoil he was going through.

“But-”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll come back the same way I left.” I told him, reaching over to grab his face in my hands.

“You three will leave as soon as you’re all ready, make sure to get back by nightfall.” Jongdae said, leaving the room and the others following, all but Chanwoo and Dawon.

As soon as Jongdae had left the room Minseok took a step away from me, giving me his back as he swiped the things off the table in front of him, some of the things breaking into pieces. I could see Dawon flinch and hide behind Chanwoo while I just watched. Minseok kicked at a chair before flipping the table over in his rage.

“He’s doing this to get back at me the fucking bastard. He all but wants you not to come back so I’d feel his pain ten fold.” He said through gritted teeth, raking his fingers through his hair before turning on his heel and looking over at me, “If you don’t come back I swear I’ll feed him to the biters myself and watch as they tear into him.”

“And you--why did you agree so easily?”

I sighed heavily, knowing anything I said right now would only set to anger him further, “It was either agree or watch you two go at each other some more and I’d still end up going anyway.”

“I can go-”

“No.” Minseok and I said in unison, Dawon shrinking back at Minseok’s raised voice.

“You don’t leave those gates unless I’m with you.” He added, his voice firm.

I lowered my head, knowing he needed more than just words to calm down. I knew more than anyone where he was coming from, if it was the other way around I’d be reacting the same way, worse even. With a sigh  I looked over my shoulder at Chanwoo, signalling for him to leave. He said nothing as he nodded, placing a hand on Dawon’s shoulder and taking her with him. As soon as the door closed behind them Minseok began to pace but not for long as I reached out at placed a hand on his waist, stopping him as I wrapped my arms around him and keeping him in place. I felt him relax under my touch immediately, his hands hanging at his sides before he wound his arms around my shoulders.

“I know you’re worried but I’ll be fine. You’re right, I’ve been out there for so long and I would love to rest, even for just a few more days but I can’t. Minseok...I’ll be fine and I will come back, safe and sound. Not a single hair on my head will be misplaced...trust me, I promise you I will come back.”

…...

Me and my big fucking mouth. I should’ve never made a promise I wasn’t sure I could keep. I cursed as I looked back at the door once more, seeing it finally give out. I looking down in between the buildings, the space between the two no more than ten feet. The building across from me was also a little shorter so I should be able to make the distance if I ran fast enough before jumping. I inhaled deeply, backing up until I determined I’d have enough space to get a good running start before jumping. Just as I was about to take off I spared a glance over my shoulder seeing them begin to close in. I took off, keeping my strides long and pace quick before jumping off.

“Fuck!” I cursed out loudly as I landed, rolling over a few times and immediately clutching onto my left knee.

I groaned low in my throat at the pain spreading from my knee, my body already beginning to shake at the pain it was experiencing. I was so focused on getting away from the biters that I didn’t know just how much shorter this building was than the hospital, I just jumped down three stories. With gritted teeth I sat up, looking down at my leg and from just one look I knew it was bad. I took out my knife and cut away at the fabric covering my knee, my hands shaking at seeing my kneecap was out of place. I knew what I needed to do but it wasn’t going to be as painless as I hoped. I cut the hanging fabric off and balled it before placing it into my mouth and biting down. I straightened my leg out slowing, wincing at the pain, disappointed in seeing my kneecap not pop back into place which meant I had to do it myself. I threw my knife to the ground, bringing my hands to my knee. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, holding that breath before exhaling, popping my kneecap back into place as I exhaled. I groaned loudly at the feeling, the fabric in my mouth muffling the noise. Thinking that I’d be fine to walk I went to get up, spitting out the balled up fabric. But as soon as I put pressure on the leg it gave out, a cry falling from my lips as I fell to the floor in a heap.

-45 Minutes Earlier-

I sat in the back of the car, Suri in the front while Chanwoo drove. The drive was quiet, neither of us saying a word. It went on like this for more than twenty minutes until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I feel like I’m going to lose my mind…” I mumbled under my breath before sitting up and leaning forward, “Is there a hospital nearby we can raid? We need those medical supplies just as much as we need food and water. I’ve already cleared out a pharmacy near the gas station...”

The two said nothing until Chanwoo cleared his throat, looking as if he was trying to rack his brain for an answer, “There’s one about fifteen minutes from here but-”

“It’s overrun. We haven’t been able to clear the place. We’ll have to find supplies somewhere else.” Suri spoke up, cutting him off, “If you didn’t know hospitals were the first to go when all this started.”

I frowned at her words and tone of voice, annoyance surfacing, “And if you didn’t know I used to work at a hospital. I was there when everything happened. I saw one of them tear into two of my colleagues. Don’t assume you know a thing about me.”

She said nothing at my words while I could see Chanwoo trying to stop a smirk from spreading across his face. I let my words sink in for a few seconds before speaking once more, “Besides...we don’t have to clear the entire hospital to get the supplies we need.”

Suri turned in her seat to look at me with curiosity while Chanwoo gave me a skeptical look, “Explain.”

I gave them both a smirk before telling them my plan.

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I pulled out my machete, holding my hunting knife in my other hand. I looked over to see if they were in position. Luckily enough this hospital had only five floors but that was the only thing that was lucky about it. From where I was I could see the entire first floor was full of them, they even poured out into the parking lot. Suri was right, this place was completely overrun but the plan would work, it had to work. I looked over at Chanwoo, nodding my head for him to throw the first flare to draw the attention of the ones in the parking lot. I counted to twenty before whistling, giving Suri her signal. Within the next second I saw another flare fly through the air before landing on the ground. I cursed as I saw it go out. I pulled out my own flare, ready to throw it before hearing a twig breaking from behind me. In one quick motion I turned on my heel, swinging my machete and slicing at a biter that was mere inches away from me. I grimace at the way my blade sliced its head in two, the biter falling to the floor without a sound. I shook my blade, trying to get the blood off as I threw the last flare. With that last flare the ones filling the first floor came tumbling out, though I could still see some stragglers inside, but it wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle.

I whistled once more, seeing the two take off. I followed after them, moving behind the building to not draw attention. Once inside Suri shut the doors behind us, Chanwoo and I immediately going for the ones still left inside. We tried to be as quiet as possible, only using knives to take them out. There were only a handful of them in here so we were able to take care of them with ease. Chanwoo had just finished the last one off when I turned to see Suri had barred the entrance, even if they heard us in here it’d take them some time to get in. I threw a bag at Suri while Chanwoo opened his and we began our raid.

“If I’d known it’d be this easy to get in here we would’ve done it ages ago.” Chanwoo said as he started stuffed gauges and bandages into his bag.

“You’re more useful than you look.” Suri added, going towards a closed room.

I was in another room off to the side, picking through the antibiotics, painkillers, surgical needles, things like that. I turned to give them a smirk until I noticed the first biter that walked out of the room Suri had just opened. She had her back to it and by the time she’d turn around it would’ve already dug its teeth into her shoulder. So without so much as another thought I pulled out my pistol and put a bullet through its head.

“Shut the door, now!” I yelled out at seeing more begin to head to the door.

Suri did as I said, putting her back against the door to hold it shut as they began banging against it. I could see the pure terror on her face as Chanwoo began to look for an exit. I cursed, slinging my bag over my shoulder, knowing I had to do something to give them a chance but they weren’t going to like it.

“Suri let them in.”

“What? Have you gone crazy?! No!”

“Suri! Open the door!” I yelled, putting my knife away as I pulled out my machete, my gun in the other hand.

“Y/N whatever the hell you’re thinking forget about it.” Chanwoo said in a stern voice, coming over to me.

“Take Suri and head to the back exit and circle back to the car.” I told him hurriedly, slinging my backpack off my shoulder and handing it to him, “I’ll take care of them and meet you there.”

“Y/N no. We’re not leaving you, I am not leaving you. Minseok just got you back for fucks sake!” Chanwoo argued, trying to give me back the bag, “I don’t want to see the look on his face when we come back without you.”

I wavered at his words, beginning to think of another plan that can save all of us when I heard the sound of glass breaking. I turned to the source of the sound, a curse leaving my lips at seeing the biters that were outside where starting to break through the front door.

“Chan you need to go and you need to do it now. Suri!” I yelled out to her as I went over to her.

I could see the hesitation in her eyes but we didn’t have time for this. I grabbed onto her shoulder and pulled her away from the door. As soon as I did the first few came forward. I shot at the one at the front while I slashed and hacked at the others. I spared a glance over my shoulder to see them already running towards the back door. I set my jaw and turned back to the bastards, stabbing my blade through the opened mouth of the one closest to me. I yanked it back out, shooting at another, watching it fall and block the other’s path, if only for a few seconds. In that time I heard the sound of a door closing but before I could follow Chanwoo and Suri out the back door I heard the front door completely give way to the creatures. I felt my face pale at seeing them stumbling inside. I knew there was no way I was able to make it to the back door, not with this many following, leaving me with only one way to go, up. Pivoting on my foot I ran straight for the stairs, pulling the door open, grateful that none were in the stairway. I closed the door behind me, hoping it’d give me some time before giving out due to the combined weight of the biters.

I let out a quick sigh before running up the stairs, a bloodied machete in one hand and a gun with only seven bullets left in the other. I had barely gotten to the second floor when I heard the door give out but before I could pay to much attention to that I heard banging coming from the door to my right. Through the little window I could see more of them, the lot riled up at the sight of me. I didn’t spare them another second as I continued making my way up, taking the stairs two at a time. By the fifth floor I was out of breath, my legs screaming at me to take a rest but the sound of the biters kept me going. With my last bit of energy I burst through the door that led to the roof. I had nothing to block the door with so instead I leaned my back against it.

I ground my teeth together as I felt the first push to the door. I looked around, trying to figure out what to do. As the seconds ticked by I could feel the panic begin to set in, tears clouding my vision. My heart picked up from the fear of this actually being the end. I began thinking of Minseok, the tears falling as the bangs on the door got harder and harder. I heard the wood of the door beginning to splinter, the biters sounding angrier and angrier. Minseok would hate me for this, that is if he wasn’t too heartbroken over it. I was just happy to have found him, to know that the time we had spent apart that he had been alright. I felt reassured to know that he was back at the camp, alive, safe and sound. I just hoped he didn’t wouldn’t get too into it with Jongdae, if only to keep himself safe. If he got kicked out of the camp then he’d truly be on his own and after this...I don’t know how long he’d survive for on his own, or how willing he’d be to survive for that matter. Just as that thought crossed my mind my body felt like it was jolted awake. I had resigned myself to my fate, coming to terms with dying on this rooftop but the thought of Minseok being left alone snapped me out of it. I couldn’t just leave him, not after being apart for so long and only being reunited for such a short time.

I stumbled forward at seeing a piece of wood give out, multiple biters sticking their arms through. I looked around quickly for a solution, “C’mon,” I said to myself over and over again until I spotted the roof of the building next to the hospital.

-Present time-

I could feel the tears in my eyes at the pain that travelled up my leg, unaware of the biter that made its way up to the roof of the building I was now on until it was standing directly over me. I brought my gun up to shoot it in the head but it was too late. It had already started to kneel over me, its decaying hand grabbing my arm. It brought its head down to get a bite out of my arm but I brought my other hand up and hit it with the butt of my gun. I flipped us over, now straddling the monster as I brought my gun down onto its head. There was a sickening crunch that filled my ears but it kept moving so I brought the gun down even harder. It was like I wasn’t in charge of my own limbs as I continued to bash its head in with my gun. I brought my gun down over and over again, each time harder than the last, its blood and brain matter all over my hands, drops of it splashing onto my face. Bringing my gun down one last time I let out a scream of pain and frustration, feeling the tears begin to stream down my face. Just as I had found my resolve to live again, to go back to Minseok, to not force him to go through this life alone this happens. My leg was useless and without my leg I wouldn’t be able to get out of here.

[unimpressedperson]

Jackpot | pt. 2

(Found this picture in @youthstuffs , thank you for posting it)

Genre: Fluff and Crack, I guess…

Warnings: None

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x @taesbetch , Kim Namjoon x Reader

Word Counting: 4.7k

Synopsis: Nya spent her whole life in Las Vegas, she would never imagine that local knowledge would ever be useful. However, her vision changed when Kim Seokjin appeared and introduced her to a few friends, film producers, whose needed guidance through Las Vegas underrated places for a movie. She agreed in working for them, and in that moment none of their lives would ever be the same. What happens in Vegas, not always has to be kept in Vegas.

A/N: Heeeeeeeey Nya!! Finally the second part is on! Late, but not gone. Guuurl! It’s a bit more romantic chapter, yet I used it to discuss LGBT culture more further. I’m really proactive in the LGBTQ+ community and want to talk about it, since I feel a lack of queers characters with voice, personality and opinion on oneshots and fanfics here. Since it’s not properly turned to that public, I tried to mingle the storyline a bit. Hope you enjoy it :) forgive any grammar mistakes.

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It was 3 a.m, whilst some cities around the world were down to nest and rest, Las Vegas wouldn't stop. Nighttime is their time. Everything worked after midnight, entertainment would never lack after midnight. Clubs, bars, pubs, casinos, diners, stores, nothing stopped when moon reached its peak.

Therefore, Nya defined “Paris” as the last stop. Everyone was tired and almost falling asleep. Jungkook bought new underwear at a Walmart, but decided to keep on using his new skirt. Namjoon and Yoongi took a short nap whilst being driven to “Paris”. Hoseok chugged two cans of Red Bull and feeling like his blood turned into electricity, at any moment he could grow wings and fly, or float like a balloon.

Paris was a Drag Queen club. Specifically Nya's favourite. A few from her favourite childhood memories were made there. Sequins, feathers, leotards, wigs, astounding makeup, gorgeous dresses, pump music, lip syncs, dances and fun, a whole lot of fun and caring people looking after a very young Nya. No one would ever understand completely the bond she shared with most performers inside there. They raised Nya.

The cab dropped them in front of a bright purple building, windows fully painted in black, a glass door allowing outsiders to see blinking lights, a woman dressed in suit and tie as door guard, even though a velvet rope could be seen, there was no waiting line.

Nya got closer to the guard and after a few minutes of talking, which neither one of the sleepy men registered, they were allowed in.

Ok, let’s begin with saying what’s a Ball, then the story can keep going.

A Ball organized by and for drag queens is outstandingly different from a School Ball. According to the most entertaining and famous documentary about drag queens in late 70s and 80s, as known as Paris is Burning, Ball is basically a competition where drag queens put together looks based on a previously defined theme. Sewing, glueing, buying and creating, everything can go. There is a runway to catwalk and judges, also they perform lip syncs (some even are included and count points, something in RuPaul’s Drag Race style). The winner receives a trophy or money as prize.

Nya was a clever woman, so she chose specifically a day where Paris had a Ball happening. Nothing screams queer culture as a ball.

When the group got in, a loud music by Nicki Minaj blasted from every sound box, colourful flashlights and spotlights were focused on one corner of the room, where a table covered with a silk fabric, three drag queens (Hoseok recognized one of them as being Jasmine Masters) as judges. One competitor was catwalking with a revealing outfit completed by a tiger leotard, knee-high black boots, a straightened blonde wig and a mixture of pink and black makeup. Stunning.

While Nya marched animatedly going straight to the backstage, Namjoon, Yoongi and Jungkook now were wide awake again. A lot of colours and people, all sort of wearing the most creative clothings ever saw. Some of them weren’t even in drag.

The backstage consisted in thick velvet curtains, hiding from the public's eye a mess of sparkly accessories and huge wigs, clothes and heels, some of them higher than Nya's calves. Observing everything through openings, a person tall and clearly important, with well sewed dress and expensive shoes, exhaling respect from all pores covered in layers of make up.

— Guys, this is the first, the best and the only Honey Dejour. - Nya hugged tightly someone dressed in a black and sparkly long gown, huge jewelry around her neck and wrists, high-heels, a brown wavy wig, arched high brows, black cut crease, a lot of golden highlighter and red lipstick. She held the smaller woman and kissed the top of her head, nodding at them right after. - Those are the people I’m guiding today, Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok and Jeon Jungkook. They are film producers, aunt. They want to film here and are willing to pay for it.

— Hi guys, nice to meet you. Hope no one here is banging with my kittygirl. - Honey had a very bass voice, which intimidated them, except for Hoseok. - Just kidding, she could really make the use of some dick. She’s been single for a very long time.

— AUNT! - Nya looked to the ground flustered.

— Nice to meet you, Ms.Dejour, I’m Min Yoongi. What exactly is happening tonight? - Yoongi questioned, still astonished by everything around.

— Tonight we are hosting the annual “Glamour Awards Ball”, and I’m the hostess. In a few minutes I’ll go there and announce the next category. - Dejour was almost two heads taller than Yoongi, which wasn’t small himself. - By the way, I loved your skirt… Namjoon?

— Thank you, and no, I’m Jungkook. - He shook hands with Honey.

The group kept a small talk, Honey having fun with them. Namjoon and Nya were lost watching the queens catwalking with stunning leotards. He was curious about her life, and looking for a way of asking what’s been bugging him the whole night.

— Nya, if it’s not crossing the line between professional and personal talk, how do you know that many people? - The purple-haired man asked, trying to sound chill.

— Well, it’s not professional, but I don’t care. - Nya turned to him, but looking at his neck, not straight on eyes. - I know them because of my father. See, not everyone can live off of their dreams, and my daddy was one of those people. He was a genius comedian, kind of like an underground Jerry Lewis. I never got to meet my mother, so I was raised by him and most people you guys met tonight. Also, I lived my whole life in Las Vegas so it’s something like my neighbourhood.

“Whilst my father did his stand up sessions, sometimes he dropped me with friends. Most times it was here, in Paris. Honey Dejour is basically a mother. If I’m someone with so many connections it’s because I had a gypsy life. During day at school, ‘cuz daddy worked as bartender in Caesar’s Palace, comedy at night shift. He never reached the big casinos popularity level and gave up, but he was so funny. Never had his thunder, though. That’s why I want you guys to help my friends, so they won’t give up as well.”

— Whoa. It’s quite personal, thank you for sharing. - Namjoon smiled at her, showing dimples and a bright set of teeth.

— You shared a bit of your life with me as well. - Nya felt her heart melt a little everytime Namjoon smiled, specially at her directly.

They kept staring at each other, getting closer, as if a magnetic force attracted them. Hands touched and pinkies intertwined, but before they could kiss, Jungkook pulled Namjoon’s arm and yelled gladly.

— HONEY AGREED IN HELPING US GET IN DRAG!

— Great, but what does it have to do with me? - Namjoon raised one eyebrow already sensing the danger.

— You are getting in drag too, dumbass. - Yoongi grunted, a bit thwarted. Apparently Jungkook convinced him of accepting, not something voluntary.

— Oh Lord, give me strength. - Namjoon felt zero comfortable with the idea of using high-heels.

— Stop praying! You are an atheist. - Hoseok said, also pumped up like Jungkook.

— I don't see why dragging me up would be necessary. - Namjoon shrugged shoulders, not looking straight at anyone. - It should be something only for those who really want, and is capable of living it fully.

— How can you direct and show emotions from something you never tried? - Nya touched his shoulder lightly. - Maybe feeling like Moonchild for a while will help you to understand its essence.

— In other words. Don't knock it till you try it. - Yoongi, still not fully into the idea, tried to drag his friend to it. Perhaps, some motivation would bring them to the joy of snatching new experiences.

Namjoon still took a while to accept. Honey went and announced the next category before going back and receiving a half hearted smile from Kim Namjoon. Don't knock it till you try it, his brain repeated incessantly.

— I will do it, only for the experience. - He shook hands with Honey Dejour, as if making a business deal. - Hopefully I'll a pretty lady.

— With your body structure, I can make Liu Wen beg you for exercise tips, baby. - Honey blinked and pulled Namjoon by the hand previously shook.

- x - x - x - x -

“Category is… Streetstyle Drag” - Honey Dejour announced and the crowd applauded, some cheering, others singing and dancing to the song playing. Hoseok spinned like a ballerina, body straight and firm, spine erect, right leg tensioned enough to gather force and balance, whilst the left stood in a hook shape, arms in first position. His muscle memory never failing in reminding how to move. Jungkook received his idol title, but it doesn’t mean he was the only one aiming for that. Jung Hoseok tried and failed, no agency accepted his appliance tapes.

Although, art was a passion. Regardless of what type. Hoseok lived a whole life of drama, repressing, gargantuan levels of conservatism, a tall and skinny bisexual boy who spent his free time dancing, defying every narrow-minded in Gwangju and their stupid retrograde thoughts. The count itself had always been perspiting art and conceiting themselves for something their citizens fought, died and conquered over 30 years before, however when living off dancing, singing, painting or whatever, went from the core and not only a job, the reprimand could lead people into killing themselves.

Hoseok spent a lifetime of frustrations. When his last video for YG Entertainment was sent back with a denial e-mail, he decided to try another types of art. Working part-time as a street dance teacher and spending every coin received with art supply, he met a cinema student interested in painting: the rich and underestimated Kim Taehyung.

Jung would never forget how ethereal Taehyung seemed to be, on his expensive brown coat with fur, tight jeans and white Chuck Taylors. The lights formed a halo around his head, making the brown strands shine. What a first impression. By contrast, Hoseok with a plaid blue shirt, t-shirt stained with tint, sweatpants and overused Nike Airshots, gave a very endearing vision of him.

Once they finally began talking to each other, then it never stopped. Taehyung and Hoseok got along very well, similar interests made their bond grow stronger everyday, also Jung understood some aspects of Kim which no one even tried.

Taehyung was rich, therefore had everything but the essential: happiness. Nothing expensive bought was ever with his own money, every ounce and dime belonged to his family. Decided to drop off his parents command, Kim began working as an art teacher and even gaining only a few Wongs per week, living off of it felt amazing. Independence felt amazing.

Hoseok understood why buying cheap art supply and eating Cup Noodles made the younger man feel fulfilled, and decided to help, moved from his parents home and rented a small apartment with Taehyung.

It took them only a few weeks until they were making out on the couch, but a few months to definitely engage in a relationship. Hoseok and Taehyung attended the same college, and after graduating, keep on living in Korea, specifically in Gwangju, felt like a waste of time.

Moving to London was the last time Taehyung touched his inherited money.

Hoseok and Taehyung met Yoongi during a LGBT Parade in London. They got along pretty well, even both clearly representing the total opposite in comparison with Yoongi’s personality. They were fun and talented, after speaking to Namjoon, hiring them seemed the right thing to do.

Writing a script about LGBT folks, searching about Queer culture and being able to experience it, every single second of it felt like a dream to Hoseok. His younger self would never imagine walking in heels, dress and being characterized as a drag queen. Living in Gwangju limited his perception of world, but now, staring at himself in a mirror and checking how his eyeliner was lit, impossible situations felt like lack of vision. He envisioned Moonchild afterall.

Regardless of how happy he felt so far, Taehyung being there would only improve it all. However someone had to stay in London and take care of business. Their democratic way of deciding stuff (a.k.a rock, scissor, paper) established that Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Jade and Emerson were the ones chosen to stay.

Spinning again, Hoseok felt how every fiber from the fabric held his figure, anchoring himself to reality. He was wearing a mid-length light-blue dress, a flowy kind of fabric, white high-heels and pantyhose. Of course he tucked (something no one imagined he knew how to do, except for Taehyung and Jimin, who were there when Jung did it for the first time and, of course, showed up at their living room looking like an eunuch), covered his eyebrows with glue and powder. Practicing what was learnt during 10 seasons of RuPaul’s Drag Race.

Whilst Hoseok was having an internal realization, Yoongi gave up on dressing up and decided to use his own clothes, but still kept the wig and makeup. He was looking good with black eyeliner, mascara, contour and purple lipstick, also the curly, long black wig really made him taller.

Jungkook tried to fit himself in a corsage, but failed, so kept his skirt and put on a white cropped, plus a pair of 10cm high heels. He indeed looked good, makeup on point, killing eyelashes and a long black wig (“Do I look like Park Bom?”).

Honey Dejour wasn’t lying when she promised to make Namjoon look pretty, but Nya could never imagine how gorgeous the result would be.

After a lot of work, Namjoon showed up in a long red dress, topped with a silk kimono and red heels, making the already tall man look like Empire State Building. Honey decided to make him embrace his facial shape, so a short black wig was chosen. Every trace and detail planned to highlight his features.

— Damn it, Namjoon! I think I’m attracted to you! - Yoongi exclaimed.

— Shut up, Yoonji. - Namjoon felt his face getting warm, glad that all layer of makeup made him look unfazed. - By the way, now I’m Sailor Joon.

— Did you just name yourself after Sailor Moon? C’mon sis, I’m the nerd one! I’m Sailor Kook! - Jungkook protested profusely.

— Why are you guys fighting? There are plenty of Sailors in that cartoon. You guys can both be Sailor Joon and Kook. - Nya rolled her eyes in a condescending way. - I’m sure Yoonji and Jay Hope agree with me.

— Since you named me, now I’m your drag daughter. - Hoseok giggled and wrapped one of his arms around Nya’s shoulder. - Hi momma!

— Only over my dead body! - Honey showed up, carrying brown paper bags with their clothings, throwing them at its respective owner. - I’m your drag mom, Jay Hope. I built you, I reclaim you. And Jungkook, you are Scarlet Kook, Sailor Kook sounds like a brand of breakfast cereals, and I’m for sure not hosting a Cap’n’ Crunch realness Ball.

After discussing and complimenting each other’s look, Honey Dejour decided they should catwalk as well (“I didn’t sweat and put four grown men in drag for nothing. I gotta exhibit my work”). So she pulled Nya outside the backstage, bringing a chair with her, the woman was now a judge. The music stopped because a new category was about to be announced.

— Category is… - Honey stared straight at the backstage. - First Time in Drag Realness. I introduce my newborn daughter, Scarlet Kook!

When “Sissy That Walk by RuPaul” began playing, Jungkook walked from behind the curtains, hips swaying from left to right, feeling himself again and being applauded. Of course, his legs were tense, and visually speaking, he looked a bit insecure up on high heels, yet Jeon Jungkook nailed his catwalk, loving every second of it: the lights, the cheers, the feeling.  At the backstage, his heart pounded against ribcage, almost climbing its way up to his throat.

— Every mother has a rebel daughter. Oh believe me, I have a whole bunch of them. - The music was lowered so Honey could speak. - Now, please applaud my other newborn daughter, Min Yoonji!

The music got louder again. Yoongi opted for not strut, fearing the fall and how humiliating it would be, mainly with so many eyes focused on him. Why did he agreed on it anyways? Even not being a proper catwalk, the way he walked down and stopped in front of the judge’s table fitted his description: a rebel daughter. The cheers flustered him, yet it was a nice experience.

— Please prepare your hearts and hold your wigs, ladies, ‘cuz my daughter ain’t here to play. - Honey Dejour smiled bright to a camera taking pictures around and got back to her role as hostess. - I give you… JAAAAAY HOPE!

“Crazy In Love by Beyoncé” began playing and Hoseok left the backstage channeling his inner diva. Hips swaying, one foot after other, wig moving with the wind. Jay Hope was fierce, gorgeous and confident. The dress flowing and spotlights making everything almost divine. Walking down the runway and being applauded brought a pack of mixed emotions.

Jung Hoseok felt loved and accepted.

Not that his friends and gay community in London never loved him, but for the first time being bisexual, enjoying arts and being his grinning, delicate self felt truly right. Hoseok hated stereotypes and how people assumed stuff about him out of his preferences, so for a good part of his days on earth were wasted trying to prove ‘em wrong. Yes, I’m bisexual and date another man, but I don’t do ballet and don’t use skirts. After walking down the catwalk, all his pre-concepts about being LGBT in a mutable world changed.

Why prove everyone is wrong, when they are clearly right? They are right, but it doesn’t mean it’s wrong. They are wrong for thinking it’s right to reduce people based on their sexuality, hobbys, abilities, etc.

As Lady Gaga said in Born This Way: “Don't hide yourself in regret. Just love yourself and you're set. I'm on the right track, baby. I was born this way”.

In the end, getting in drag proved to be more than just a costume, or a persona, it was a whole political statement.

Jung Hoseok was loving himself.

After arriving back behind the thick curtains, Hoseok felt tears stream down his face. Moments of output, everyone should have one of these. It’s amazing to finally realize and accept something about yourself, once you do it, regardless of what it is, then other aspects of your life slowly adapts to your new vision.

— Last, but not least, I introduce you my newborn daughter. - Honey grinned slightly at how Nya’s face lit up with expectation. - She is tall, she is gorgeous, she is smart and she snatches hearts. I give you… Sailor Joon!!

Perhaps Honey planned it beforehand while teaching Namjoon how to tuck (by the way, he felt like his balls were in his stomach, but still found it a useful skill). In the moment she finished speaking, “I Am The Best by 2NE1” began playing and Sailor Joon decided to try walking in the rhythm. Halfway through the runway, feeling his legs shaking and sweating dumps because of how much effort was put only in walking.

Kim Namjoon, a grown ass man, empathized with babies learning how to walk.

The heels were high and hard to keep stead, his legs were long and couldn’t be seen under the dress, so Namjoon could only feel them touching each other. Beside not being able to see where he was stepping. Is that the right equation to a concussion? Absolutely.

Even lasting only a few minutes, it felt like hours of walking and when Namjoon finally attained himself to the judge’s table, his legs somehow tangled on each other and his fall was almost epical. If Homer witnessed Kim Namjoon nosediving from the top of 12cm high heels, he would probably write a rhapsody about it. A tall building being demolished, that’s what watching him hitting the cold hard ground felt like.

Namjoon saw his legs going up and suddenly his head crashing against the wooden floor. Everything blacked out for a few seconds, maybe of embarrassment or because the fall was actually titanic. Honey and Nya showed up to help him getting on his feet again and also guided him to backstage, where Jungkook wrapped an arm around hyung. The woman also sneaked behind him and found a chair under piles of fabrics, sitting him down and watching the way Kim propped his head back and covered his face with one hand, mouth still tasting like blood.

— I want an alcohol beverage and pretend I don’t exist. I’d really appreciate if everyone respected my final demands.- Namjoon babbled, still feeling his mind spinning. - Also, some ice would be great.

— Let me grab the drink and some ice. - Yoongi wisely offered, since he was the only one not wearing heels.

Five minutes and not a word was spoken. Honey Dejour had to stay and announce the winners from every category. Everyone stared at Namjoon looking like he fought with his heels and was defeated. Still ashamed and cursing at himself for what occurred. Yoongi emerged from the crowd holding a glass with whiskey and ice in a plastic bag.

Sipping on the whiskey and holding the bag of ice over the new wound. Heels left aside, he wanted to burn them, but since it belonged to Honey Dejour, only taking off seemed decent enough.

After half an hour, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook went outside to party, leaving Nya and Namjoon alone. Still silent, absorbing the fall, the rise and the whiskey.

— How’s your head? - Nya asked, sitting on the ground beside Namjoon, one of her hands leaning over his clothed knee.

— I haven’t had any complaints. - Namjoon replied grinning, still a bit grumpy, but the alcohol was soothing his pain away. Or was it the ice?

They stood there, smiling and silently appreciating each other’s company. Even though the song was making his head latches a little, he would never ruin the night for everyone else. Staying there and drinking something was good enough. Also Namjoon had zero intention of leaving the backstage, not after almost staining the wood with his brain and blood.

Namjoon’s hand slided from his chest and reached for Nya’s one. They held hands and stared at each other for a while. She wanted to kiss him, but making him fall again would be cruelty [ha, pun intended!]. Odds seemed to be at her favour, ‘cuz after a few more seconds, himself bent down, the fingers previously intertwined, now holding her chin lightly and their lips connected in a liplock.

Fireworks! Party! Confetti! Nya wanted to jump and punch fists in the air, but enjoying the moment felt more appropriate. Slowly, lips opened and tongues connected, however, Namjoon’s position wasn’t quite comfortable so he got back up, but smiling at her. Dimples, those dimples!

They instinctively stood on their feet, the bag of ice being left aside. His cold hand made Nya feel goosebumps, but her arms still wrapped around Namjoon’s waist, whilst his hands held her face. They kissed once again, now actually losing themselves and allowing mouths to open, tongues to tangle and hormones flowing freely.

Such a romantic moment, which was interrupted by Yoongi, Jungkook and Hoseok coming back cackling. Namjoon and Nya separated, pretending to be doing nothing, however Min Yoongi saw and looked at his friend with disapproval.

— What time is it now? - Nya questioned, hands stucking on her back pockets.

— Almost six in the morning. - Yoongi checked his phone quickly, and stared at Namjoon again. - I think it’s time for us to conclude the night and head back to hotel. I’m exhausted and Sailor Joon is probably needing some pain killers. We can go check thrift shops during afternoon.

— I agree. - Nya saw Jungkook and Hoseok pouting.

They returned the outfits to Honey Dejour, traded phone numbers (business still was a priority) and left, stopping a cab.

- x - x - x - x -

The group arrived at the hotel. Hoseok and Jungkook went to their shared room, Yoongi and Namjoon did the same, but the humour was catastrophically different between both groups. One was tired and sleepy, the other was tense and in verge of a discussion.

The rooms were big. Two double beds, cotton fiber bed sheets, fluff pillows and thick duvets. There was a bathroom, one wardrobe filled with towels, shampoos, conditioners, soaps (both liquid and bar). The television was big and connected on internet, so the lodgers could watch Netflix or Youtube.

Namjoon entered the bedroom and headed straight to the bathroom, bringing a towel and his pajamas. Taking a long time and leaving a trade of steam out of it, he laid down under the duvet, but Yoongi told him to stay awake. Apparently they had something to talk about.

— Man! It’s not right! - Yoongi yelled at Namjoon. - You can’t date someone, not while we have the fucking rope ready to hang us!

— What? Now I can’t make out with someone? It’s not like I’m proposing to Nya! We kissed! - Namjoon was sitting on his bed, using Ryan pajamas, ready to sleep, but still arguing with Yoongi. - We met in person 12 hours ago, I'm not in love or obsessed with her!

— You are not in love with her YET! Beside, I would extract your brain through the nose and yeet it in a trash can if you somehow fell for someone in 12 hours of wandering around Las Vegas! - The man felt really frustrated, his temples almost visually pulsing. - You can fuck with every single human being around Las Vegas, and I wouldn’t care! I’m not your dick! But Nya is our guide, she is working for us! Also, you are getting attached, but know pretty well how things will turn! - Yoongi was also sitting on his own bed, common white pajamas and wet hair. - You are not the kind of guy who dates someone! You have affairs and get tired! I know you for a decade, man! I’m sick of seeing you dumping people and becoming grumpy! That project we are searching for places to film is important. It can save our finances! But if you get involved now, the break up will probably happen one week before we start filming. Everytime it happens, the movie becomes shitty because of your humour! And Kim Namjoon, I swear, I won’t allow you to ruin this. Not this time!  Not after your dramatical break up with Barbara and the critics detonating our movie. Hoseok and Taehyung worked way too hard on that script, only for your horny ass not pay a jot attention to it!

— Go fuck yourself, Yoongi! - Namjoon had nothing to say. Yoongi was right, he knew it, but would never admit it. Never in a million years.

— You fucking know I’m right! - Yoongi pronounced harshly, drops of spit flying from his mouth. - If you end up getting into Nya now, you are going to make a shitty movie after breaking up! You surrender yourself easily, and I don’t care most times, but after our last movie, we need to have you 100% focused.

— I’m focused. I was the only one not punchy! I accepted to be dressed up! I’m 100% into the project! I could marry and divorce someone, that it wouldn’t affect how I’m going to direct! - Namjoon was now spitting too, with rage and frustration. - You, Min Yoongi, are not the only one worried sick about finances and hating the idea of possibly working for some cocky entrepeuner with a big company.

— If you for yourself don’t stop hitting on Nya, then I’ll end it myself. - Yoongi assumed a gloomy expression, his body language screaming discomfort, with a hand covering his face, legs moving incessantly and ears getting red. - I ain’t gonna allow you and your romantic ass to ruin my career, business and life.

— You are preposterous. - Namjoon whispered in disappointment and laid down again, covering his head with the duvet, finishing their argument in the most childish way possible.

To be continued...

[emperorren]

Its mostly the stuntmen. There are multiple moments where theyre just spinning in and out of the shot doing nothing. I think theres even a part where one of the guards swords disappears in his hand. Comparatively it makes me love the lightsaber fight from the first movie even more. Its prob my fav of the entire series. Its just the perfect balance between exciting without being too over choreographed. What do you like about the throne room fight?

The Starkiller duel is still my favorite too because it’s an intimate and game changing moment between Rey and Kylo and nobody else (and I just adore how he stalks her and then pins her against the cliff and then they *feel the force together* and she turns the tables on him and becomes /the villain/, aaaahhh), but I think the two scenes are not comparable. The SK duel is a one-on-one scene, while the praetorian guard one is an ensemble fight, and the latter are just harder to film “realistically”, because the risk of actors getting hurt increases, and when you have so many fighters in the same scene you need to find a difficult compromise between *realism* and readability (try to imagine a real melee: would you be able to even see Rey and Kylo, much less their movements, in that chaos of bodies?).

I think Rian went for the latter. Rey and Kylo, their energy, their bond are the focus of the scene while the praetorian guards—especially in the earlier shots—are there to frame and accompany their movement organically by coming in waves. It’s all about the flow, the rhythm, hence the “spinning in and out” that people complain about (also, here’s a meta that explains the spinning from a combat perspective).

It’s really like a dance, though it’s also raw and brutal enough that you don’t forget the characters are trying to KILL their opponents (honestly, both the starkiller and the praetorian guard fight are MUCH more brutal and realistic than ANY fight scene in the OT and PT). Though, at any rate, in my opinion the Star Wars duels are not supposed to be realistic, that’s not the point of them, and focusing on *inconsistencies* and believability is a sure way to lose the forest for the trees and ruin something that is supposed to be a joy for the eyes and the heart, to be experienced emotionally rather than rationally. 

Also, these characters are space wizards who duel with laser swords and psychic energy—is that really an unforgivable cinema sin to have “unnecessary” movements like spinning and twirling and stabbing the ground? 

From an in-narrative perspective, there things during Star Wars fight to take account of that aren’t visible to the eye—the (dark side of the) Force is on fire during these moments, and the characters (especially if they’re Force-sensitive) respond to it. And the weapons they use—lightsabers, laser whips, vibro-voulges etc., they’re really hard to control. Someone once compared an activated lightsaber to a laser chainsaw. Can you imagine wielding a laser chainsaw? A lot of extra movements and twirls happen because it’s more sensible for the fighter to follow the momentum of their weapon until it spontaneously extinguishes itself rather than try to stop it, as the meta I linked above explains.

Anyway I think the praetorian guard fight is incredible for the following reasons:

it’s a genuinely stunning depiction of the force bond in action. Rey and Kylo’s movements are synchronized in a way that can only be explained through the force bond—Rey reaches for Kylo’s thigh and effortlessly uses his body to propel herself into a kick, which Kylo helps by sending a bout of Force energy backwards; Rey uses a lot of Kylo’s signature moves, while Kylo displays a more brawler-type of fighting that he probably absorbed from Rey, they can feel each other’s distress and communicate through glances, etc

Rey and Kylo having prolonged eye contact while standing wordlessly face to face before spinning around in slow motion and initiating the sexual intercourse battle

the colors and setting??? (the elegance of the red/black hue, the mirror glass pavement, the burning curtains slowly revealing the galaxy outside, the embers falling in a direct callback to the snow falling on Starkiller)

the fact that Rey and Kylo are shown fighting BOTH back to back and individually, and that when they fight individually Kylo keeps an eye on Rey but DOESN’T rush to her rescue when she’s in trouble—he knows she doesn’t need his help any more than he needs hers, because she’s his equal

how vicious both Kylo and Rey can get. We didn’t really see the extent of their bloodlust potential in the Starkiller fight. Kylo literally throws a praetorian guard into a trash compactor to be pulverized. Rey yells a chilling battle cry and spins the saber and slices throats mercilessly. 

the ending—Rey hurling the legacy saber at Kylo who stabs his last opponents in the head then shrugs him off while staring at her the whole time with the most OBVIOUS sex eyes I’ve ever seen in a SW movie

I love the red fight

[uicyoulater]

Yonsei How to Pt 19 - Moving and Places to Live

So, you’ve finished your required time in Songdo and you wanna live in Seoul now so that you can go to classes in Sinchon. (or you’re on exchange cause this could be useful too) Should you? Yeah, but you gotta think about some stuff first. I compared Songdo and Sinchon in my last post but I just want to rephrase my comments a bit in this frame of mind and talk about other things that you have to realize about moving.

There’s a lot of stuff you have to consider when you are thinking about moving anywhere. I’m just going to go over my own struggles and say my good old pros and cons about them in relation to the different Yonsei campuses.

1)      Housing – Songdo has both RC and non-RC dorm rooms. They are fairly easy to get for at least a few years and they’re very cheap. Dorm costs also include security, internet, trash, and other utilities. On the con side, if you want to go into Seoul a lot or take Sinchon classes most of the time, the commute is long and you have to get home by curfew and abide by rules. After they finish RC, some students who want to stay in Songdo will move into their own apartments nearby. Housing, though I have not searched for it in Songdo or Incheon, seems to be a little hard to find very close to school if you are not willing to pay key money or want to live alone. People do still do it and you’ll probably get help from sunbaes if you ask or just live a few stations away. Songdo dorms are the easiest option of all if you have classes there. Sinchon is about to launch another dorm complex, but right now your options are SK, I-House, and Muak. Frankly, you’ll never get a room in SK or I-House and I wouldn’t want to. They’re older buildings and mostly house exchange/language students so it kinda removes you from things. Also, exchange students…Muak houses a lot of students, but I’ve never actually been inside so I can’t tell you much. What I can say is that it is at the TOP of the hill and there’s still limited space. Also, all Sinchon dorms also have rules similar to Songdo dorms. Living off campus in Sinchon (or in Seoul in general) is a lot more popular. You can live in your own apartment, a long-term share house, a short-term share house/guesthouse, or in a one room. One rooms are popular and surround the campus. They’re also cheap. But they’re lonely and sometimes a little cramped. If they’re meant for Korean students mostly, they might be hard to get if your language skill isn’t high enough, and if they’re for foreigners mostly, they might be more expensive. Guesthouses and share houses are similar in that they have individual rooms or shared rooms with shared facilities like kitchens, living areas, etc. Share houses are more for long-term residents and will have a deposit and a minimum length of stay, often at least 4 months or 1 semester. Guesthouses you could theoretically live in, but are mostly meant for travelers and not recommended for anyone staying all that long since people are always coming in and out and it might be disruptive if you want to be there more long term. Lastly, we have apartments. Apartments in Korea are on a contract for generally at least 6 months to one year. They could be cheap if you’re just looking at monthly rent but most have Key Money which is a very high deposit. Apartments are also harder to find for foreigners if you have to go through either higher-cost foreigner agents or try to read Korean postings. Low-deposit places will have higher rents or be fairly worn down. If you do want an apartment in Seoul, either get lots of $ from some source or go in with a few friends. You can find all of these places by walking around the campus neighborhood, googling, and Craigslist. If you are trying to decide on a place and cannot visit, ask for additional pictures, what the home rules are, and how things like trash and utilities are handled.

2)      Commuting – When you live in Songdo dorms or Sinchon dorms you’re pretty set when it comes to getting to class. When you live off campus it gets harder. You can get apartments (etc) near the campus gates, but there are no buses that go right into the center of it. You will always have to walk and it will always be uphill at some point in the day. Walking sucks and all of Seoul is a hill. Living farther away from campus will generally be cheaper for comparable housing. I live in Hapjeong in a super modern share house. I love my house and getting to school isn’t that hard. Being 2 subway stations away is just as un-walkable most of the time as living 6 stations away, so waking up only 20 minutes older might be worth a few $100 if you’re willing to live a little farther. You will have to pay for public transport, obviously, so it’s something you’ll have to consider. Living near/in Sinchon, Edae, Sogang, Hapjeong, or Hongdae is a good bet on commuting and just being close enough that getting to school isn’t a whole process. As a student, your transport methods are BMW or bus, metro, and walking. If you want you can purchase a bicycle or other small transportation assistant device without needing a license. You could also purchase a motorcycle, but that would require more steps and, you know, money. Seoul has a bike share program that you can register for by the day, month, semester, year, etc. I pay by the month because when I travel home it’s for at least a month, if not more, and also because I don’t want to pay during the coldest winter months when I won’t be using it anyway. During fall/spring/summer I do recommend it just because it’s cheaper than buying a bike. (There is a 1-day traveler pass option for those who don’t have ARC yet. Good for things like biking at Hangang.) The only problem I have with the biking in general is that I will never travel up the hill to school on a bike and that the bike share program is hard to sign up for and the bikes are fairly basic. I still love it and bike on Hangang at least twice every week in good weather just for fun.  

3)      Getting Your Stuff from Songdo – If you are using the dorm’s break storage service then you’ll need to get your stuff to your new place. If you or a friend can drive you then it’s not a problem. If you can’t do any of that, then you need to find a way. If you have a lot of stuff or are moving multiple people, you can hire a moving company to deliver it to you. You can also ship your boxes to your new address, but that can get expensive fairly quickly. If you have a friend who’s willing to help you could take boxes on the subway, but unless it’s all in suitcases it’s not gonna be fun. If you have 1-3 boxes to move from Songdo you can get a taxi. Don’t take any other people if you have more than 2 boxes. From Songdo to Sinchon is about $35. Just make sure to get a taxi that’s willing to go that far. If you are alone and cheap then this is the best option for that amount of stuff.

4)      Trash Laws – if you live in your own home or a share house you’ll have to deal with trash laws which change depending on the district. Nothing bad, just an aspect of moving.

5)      Changing Your ARC – You will have to tell the immigration office if you move off campus or to the other campus and get the necessary documents on your own within a few weeks. This can be done online, but it must be done as soon as you move or you can get fined.

6)      Informing your School/Bank/Phone Company – Just go into an office location, call a number, or do this online. For visiting your bank or phone company, bring a new proof of residence of some kind and your ID cards. There may be a small fee, but it’s not that hard. Whenever your info changes you should do all of this.

7)      Job Opportunities – There are more employment opportunities in Seoul than in Songdo just because there are more jobs. Songdo jobs have limited perspective workers, though, so they might pay a bit better.

8)      Extracurricular/Fun – Songdo is wonderful and beautiful but Seoul is more fun. Nothing against Songdo, but on the weekends and for a lot of extracurricular people will go to Seoul from Songdo, so I guess that kinda makes my point for me.

9)      Safety/Neighborhood – Songdo has always felt safer to me. There’s not really all that much going on there, so that probably has something to do with it. Seoul is a little bit creepier, especially anywhere near a clubbing/party area. Frankly, I would never live in Hongdae or Itaewon within the actual popular areas because dealing with loud drunk people isn’t fun. Near Songdo, there is a nightlife area near art center station that I would not live in either. I crashed at a friend’s place there once and it’s a nice area, but loud and bright and not good for people who like residential neighborhoods. I live in a super residential area and the only bothersome things are kids playing loudly at the park across the street. It’s comfy and homey and I love it. Smaller neighborhoods also have little hidden gems of cafes, boutiques, and izakayas. Wherever you live, watch out for crazy driving.

 As always, questions are welcome and I would love to offer advice to anyone who wants to find housing in Seoul for a semester or more!

[elparaisodeminseok]

hi i'm super new to kpop and i only really know about shinee but i want to know more about xiumin too but it's so hard to find stuff about him?? so i was wondering if you could maybe tell me about him (and exo) like a sort of introduction to xiumin kinda also do you know of any good xiumin videos or anything??? i hope you don't mind me asking !!

Oh bless you for coming to me out of all people, me. [The most biased person of all time.] and of course I don’t mind you asking. 

I’m going to start with a general EXO intro and then go into Xiumin. 

EXO debuted as two units, EXO-K  and EXO-M, in April 8, 2012. EXO-K released songs in Korean, members were all born in SK; Suho (leader), Baekhyun, Chanyeol, D.O, Kai, and Sehun. EXO-M released in Mandarin and promoted in China, 4 members were born in China and the other 2 in SK; Xiumin, Luhan, Kris (M Leader), Lay, Chen, and Tao. 

In  March 1, 2013 both units merged into one.everything was great and they filmed EXO’s Showtime: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12  

this is the members profiles +social media links. && the most important who’s who in EXO? by exo-sexo

Now to the fun part thank you for letting me talk about our lord and savior Kim Minseok btw.

Minseok was born in Guri, Gyeonggi Province, South Korea. He is easily, no doubt about it, the most talented member in EXO. You know it, I know it… everyone else needs to open their eyes, here is video confirmation. He has a younger sister, here’s a video of jjcc’s Eddy and some chick i don’t know talking about him. 

Min doesn’t talk much most of the time he sits there and listens but we have so many video compilations of the times he does talk. 

Like 10 minutes of of Xiumin’s silliness | try not to fangirl | which are impossible

Minseok adorably fatal baby videos this+ and this+ 

Music videos he’s in outside of EXO: Jin - Gone | Xiumin - A Glass of Soju remake mv | Jimin (AOA) - 야 하고 싶어 (call you bae) ft. Xiumin | Xiumin x Mark - Young & Free 

ost songs he’s in: Xiumin - You are the one falling for challenge ost | EXO-CBX - For you (live) moon lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo 

the web drama he he was in: 도전에 반하다 (Falling for Challenge)

Min and Chen with SoDa siblings cutest thing ever: pt 1. | pt 2.

Min in Crime Scene 2 (eng sub): ep. 5 pt. 1 pt 2. | ep. 6 pt. 1 pt. 2 | ep. 7 pt. 1 pt. 2

Min and chen in Travel Without Manager: i was going to link all the clips but i’m to lazy so i found this playlist someone else made 

here are links to more vids of Min: Why fans love Min +Eddy agrees | Showbiz Korea Seondal interview | EXO XIUMIN, ‘Seondal: The Man who Sells the River’ 1st Screen debut sorry no subs on this one  | Evolution of Xiumin 12-16 | Min is too good at charades +calls Kai really dumb | CBX high note battle in Weekly idol 2014+ D.O giving up before it even starts (partial subs) | Mins cutest moment of 2012 and 2013 22 minutes of it | this vine compilation is golden | one last vine compilation | this clip is in it’s own category!!! 

Fatalseok fancams: this one | this one | he looks so good in this one | i personally died in this one 19+ material |  he successfully told me to choke | solo stage in EXO planet #1 | I personally vouch for this yt channel when it comes to quality min fancams and this one & this one 

god i hope this is what you meant by videos, through out the videos you pretty much get to know him so i didn’t have to say much.