#svt bss

[seugkwa]

순영

[svt-sena]

. . . ♡ LOLLAPALOOZA BERLIN ! ? 2024

The sun’s golden rays cast a warm glow over Berlin’s cityscape as Lollapalooza buzzed with energy. Fans from all over the world had gathered, the atmosphere crackling with anticipation. SEVENTEEN was set to headline—making history as the first K-pop group to do so—and among them was their standout female member, Sena, whose presence always ignited a special kind of frenzy.

Backstage at the Olympiastadion, the group moved through final preparations. Jun was currently in China, but the energy among the remaining 13 members remained sky-high. Sena, usually calm under pressure, felt the flutter of nerves. It wasn’t just another performance—it was Lollapalooza.

Nearby, Jeonghan noticed her anxiousness and leaned over with a soft smile. “Come on, we’re going to have fun. You promised not to cry, remember?” It was Jeonghan’s final performance before his military enlisted, and Sena had been quiet all morning. He ruffled her hair, coaxing a reluctant laugh from her.

The group circled for their signature pre-show chant. S.Coups, ever the steady leader, looked around at each of them—his gaze lingering just a second longer on Sena—then shouted, “Let’s kill it!”

And they did.

As “Super” blasted across the stadium, Sena’s sleek silhouette took the stage with the rest of the group. Fans screamed. Her movements were sharp and captivating, blending flawlessly with the others despite her unique aura. She was the group’s siren—fluid, powerful, and impossible to look away from.

Mid-set, the members introduced themselves. The cheers got louder with each name, and when Sena stepped forward to speak, she surprised the crowd by shouting in fluent German, “Berlin, seid ihr bereit?! (Are you ready?!)” The audience screamed, half in disbelief, half in awe.

Later, during “HOT,” Sena stunned again—opening the song with a hauntingly powerful solo atop the extended platform. Her rich vocals echoed across the stadium as she sang the intro lines:

“밤이 없는 낮 하늘은 붉은색

모든 세상에 빛은 하나인 듯해 (하나 된 듯이)”

But the real chaos came during the encore. “AJU NICE” turned into a party. DK and Seungkwan were the kings of chaos, bouncing across the stage like human confetti. Dino joined with a jump split, while Hoshi pulled Sena into an impromptu dance battle.

She didn’t hesitate. Sena matched Hoshi’s energy beat for beat, spinning and flipping her hair dramatically. Vernon joined, and suddenly the stage became a frenzy of freestyle, laughter, and pure joy.

The lights had just faded on BSS’s chaotic, joy-filled “Fighting,” and for a few seconds, the stadium dropped into darkness.

No transition. No cue.

Just silence.

Then the screen flashed white.

TRIPLX.

Three letters.

Nothing more.

Not even the fans were ready for what came next.

The bass didn’t ease in. It slammed. Like someone ripped the floor out from under Berlin.

The sound of “Really Really” began—but it wasn’t the bubbly anthem people remembered. It had been gutted and reassembled with a new spine: darker, slower, sexier. The kind of sound that makes you turn around at a party and go “Who is that?”

When the lights returned, Sena stood front and center. A storm of confidence in her wet, waist-length hair clung to her shoulders. She wasn’t just performing. She was possessing the stage.

Behind her, Vernon and Dino flanked the stage—one in white, one in black—mirroring opposites but radiating the same energy. As they strutted in, fans exploded into cheers.

Sena dragged the mic up to her lips, looked directly into the front row, and said—not shouted, just sang

“Really really really really Oh wah”

You could hear people gasping over the music. Phones flew into the air. Fancams started filming like they were archiving history.

By the time the final beat hit, and they turned around, backs to the crowd, heads bowed slightly

Then—just as the show seemed over—the LED screens cut to black.

The stadium dimmed.

White text appeared:

“Sena. In 5 minutes.”

The crowd gasped.

Whispers turned to cheers. Then screams.

After the countdown ended.

The screen lit up again—

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

SURPRISE.

The stage glowed crimson, a bold heartbeat pulsing across the massive LED structures as the crowd roared. Every spotlight, every beam of red, bathed the audience in feverish anticipation. Lollapalooza had never looked like this before — electric, seductive, and fierce — because Sena was about to take the stage.

Then, the bass dropped.

A sultry remix of her viral hit “Work Bitch” echoed across the stadium, and the center screen lit up with her silhouette. She emerged slowly — a goddess sculpted in gold and pearl, her outfit glimmering with every step. The bodice was molded like a butterfly, ornate and metallic, hugging her like armor. Chains dripped from her shoulders to her waist, catching the lights like stars. Her skirt shimmered with mesh and sequins, reminiscent of a mermaid rising from a myth — powerful, untouchable.

The crowd lost it.

Phones shot up, fans screamed, and chants of “Sena! Sena! Sena!” filled the air. She strutted to the center of the stage, hair cascading over her bare shoulders, her expression cool, composed — and lethal. With a single smirk, she flipped her hair and dove into the chorus, the mic already hot in her hand.

“You wanna live fancy? Live in a big mansion? Party in France?”

She didn’t just perform Work Bitch — she owned it. Every move was precise, every lyric spat with power. The choreography hit hard, but her charisma hit harder. Even the dancers around her faded into the background as she commanded the stage like it was hers alone.

ICONIC MOMENT #1:

Halfway through her dance break, her necklace popped off — and she caught it mid-spin without missing a beat. Crowd went WILD. TikTok edits dropped within minutes.

ICONIC MOMENT #2:

A fan threw a “MOTHER” sign on stage. Sena laughed, picked it up, held it over her head and yelled,

“You better say it louder!”

The entire stadium screamed:

“MOTHER!!!”

As the last beat echoed out, the lights snapped to black.

Then a low growl began — the opening notes of Maneater.

A golden spotlight followed her slow, predatory walk toward the edge of the stage. Sena crouched, locking eyes with a fan in the front row. She winked. The crowd erupted again.

“Maneater, make you work hard… make you spend hard…”

The dance break in “MANEATER” had the crowd chanting her name. Literal chants: “SENA! SENA! SENA!”

Sena didn’t stay for applause. She ended “MANEATER” with a smirk, pointed to the crowd, whispered “See you soon,” blows a kiss—not to the crowd, but subtly, toward the side stage where she knows he’s watching and walked off without looking back.

The crowd stood in stunned silence for two beats—then erupted.

She struts past the curtain, chest heaving, sweat-drenched and glowing.

S.Coups is there.

“Really?” he says, voice low. “That last look was for me?”

She smirks, brushing past him.

“Who else would survive it?”

He grabs her wrist—just for a second. Just enough to pull her back.

“You’re dangerous.”

She leans in, whispering in his ear, “That’s what makes it fun.”

And then she’s gone—off to take photos, leaving him dazed and breathless in her wake.

THE OUTFIT THAT WENT VIRAL

Custom Versace Couture. Mermaid-core fantasy.

• Sculpted butterfly and shell bra in golden hues

• Intricate pearl draping around her shoulders and torso

• Glimmering sequin skirt with hand-embroidered metallic lace

• Chains, crystals, and oceanic details that shimmered with every move

Fashion media outlets dubbed it:

“The most iconic stage outfit of the year.” – VOGUE Korea

“A living sculpture on stage.” – DAZED

“Sena is redefining K-pop soloist fashion.” – Fashionista

[simpxxstan]

boys over flowers (booseoksoon + chan)

this summer, four new teachers are joining sebong elementary school: kwon soonyoung, the physical education teacher, lee seokmin, the science teacher, boo seungkwan, the music teacher, and lee chan, the dance teacher. join them as they embark on this new journey, and how they navigate through the world of romance and friendship!

a series of four short stories, wrapped around the same setting, arriving soon!

themes: elementary school teachers!au, romcom-ish, fluff, minor angst

word count: less than 10k for each oneshot

#1: lunch lee seokmin x f.reader genre: strangers to lovers out now!

#2: it isn't you boo seungkwan x f.reader genre: exes to lovers out now!

#3: flat no. 1102 lee chan x f.reader genre: friends to lovers release date: 30th May

#4: bad boy bad girl kwon soonyoung x f.reader genre: enemies to lovers release date: 2nd June

all release dates are tentative! warnings and word counts for each oneshot will be mentioned when they are released.

[master-tonberry]

Booseoksoonery (rhymes with buffoonery)

[svtcatcafe]

happy 6 year anniversary to booseoksoon!!

[straykids-17]

BSS 'CBZ' m/v teaser 2

[prettygirl-gabi]

Breaking Free

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Rating:General Audiences

Warning: Fluff, slight (very light) angst, happy ending

Category:F/M

Fandom:Seventeen (SVT)  (boyband)

Relationships: !non-idol Seungkwan x !Runaway bride f reader

Summary: When the reader flees her wedding, Seungkwan steps in as her unexpected ally, guiding her through a whirlwind escape that sparks new possibilities and unexpected feelings.

Trope : Runaway bride

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Hiiiii everyone who is reading! Welcome to the eleventh installment of my new mini series called "Oi! Not this again!" They do not have to be read together or in order! I hope you all enjoy!

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I sat in the backseat of a speeding cab, the city lights blurring through the rain-streaked windows. My phone vibrated nonstop, but I couldn’t bring myself to look. I already knew what the messages would say. They would be from my parents, angry and disappointed. From my fiancé, demanding answers, his words cutting even through a screen. From everyone I left behind, wondering why the perfect bride-to-be had suddenly disappeared.

I hadn’t planned for it to be this way. The wedding was in two days, and I had been walking around in a daze, going through the motions. The dress was ready, the flowers picked, the venue a beautiful testament to a future I never asked for.

And then I ran.

The car jolted to a stop outside a small apartment building on the quieter side of town. I hurriedly paid the driver and stepped out into the cool night, my breath catching in my throat as I stood in front of the familiar door. I knocked, my knuckles barely grazing the wood, but within seconds, the door flew open.

There he was. Seungkwan.

He stood there in sweatpants, his hair disheveled, clearly not expecting anyone at this hour. His eyes widened as he saw me, drenched from the rain, my wedding ring still gleaming on my finger.

"Y/N?" His voice was a mix of shock and concern. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"

I couldn’t speak. The words were stuck in my throat, and I felt the overwhelming weight of everything I had done. I thought I’d feel liberated, but all I felt was fear. Seungkwan stepped forward, taking my hand and gently pulling me inside.

"Hey, hey, it’s okay," he said softly, closing the door behind us. "Come on, sit down."

I collapsed onto his couch, my body shaking from the cold, the adrenaline, and the uncertainty of it all. He quickly grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me before sitting beside me, his eyes searching my face.

"What happened?" he asked again, his voice softer this time. "Did something happen with the wedding?"

I nodded, unable to meet his gaze. My voice barely a whisper, I said, "I couldn’t do it, Seungkwan. I couldn’t marry him."

He didn’t say anything for a moment. He simply waited, giving me the space I needed to explain, to let it all out.

"I never wanted this," I continued, the words spilling out of me in a rush. "It wasn’t my choice. My parents… they’ve been pushing this on me for months. They think it’s the right thing, that it’s what I’m supposed to do. But I don’t love him. I don’t even know him, not really. And tonight… I just… I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t go through with it."

Seungkwan’s hand found mine, his thumb gently brushing over my knuckles. "You’re safe now," he said, his voice filled with a warmth that immediately made me feel grounded. "You did the right thing. If you didn’t want to marry him, you had every right to walk away."

"But what if I made a mistake?" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "What if I ruined everything? My parents will never forgive me. They’ll hate me for this."

"They won’t hate you," Seungkwan said firmly, squeezing my hand. "They might be upset right now, but you can’t live your life for them. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to make your own choices."

I looked at him, his face so full of sincerity that for the first time in days, I felt a flicker of hope. He had always been there, quietly supporting me in ways I didn’t fully understand until now. Whenever things got too hard or overwhelming, it was Seungkwan I called. He was the one person who never pressured me, never tried to control me.

"I don’t know what to do now," I admitted, my voice trembling. "I don’t even know where to go."

Seungkwan smiled, a soft, understanding smile that made my heart ache in a way I couldn’t describe. "You don’t have to figure it all out tonight. For now, just stay here. We’ll figure it out together, okay?"

I nodded, my shoulders finally relaxing a little. "Thank you," I murmured. "I didn’t know where else to go."

"You don’t have to thank me," he replied, his hand still holding mine. "I’m just glad you came here. I’m glad you trusted me."

We sat there in silence for a while, the storm outside fading into the background. Seungkwan didn’t push me to talk more, didn’t try to fix everything in that moment. He simply let me be, offering his quiet support.

Eventually, he stood up, giving me a small, reassuring smile. "I’ll make us some tea," he said. "You should change out of those wet clothes. I’ll get you something comfortable."

As I watched him move around the apartment, I felt a strange sense of calm settle over me. It was the first time in a long time that I didn’t feel the crushing weight of expectation. Here, in this small, cluttered apartment, with Seungkwan’s quiet, unwavering presence, I felt… safe. I felt like I could breathe.

When he returned, he handed me a pair of his oversized sweatpants and a hoodie. "It’s not much, but it’s comfortable," he said with a sheepish smile. "The bathroom’s down the hall."

I changed quickly, the warmth of the clothes enveloping me like a much-needed hug. When I returned to the living room, Seungkwan had set two steaming mugs of tea on the table. He sat cross-legged on the couch, patting the spot beside him.

I sat down, wrapping my hands around the mug and savoring the warmth. We sipped in comfortable silence for a while, the tension between us easing with every passing minute.

"Seungkwan," I said after a while, my voice soft. "I don’t think I ever told you how much you mean to me. You’ve always been there, and I… I don’t know what I would’ve done without you tonight."

He looked at me, his eyes reflecting something I hadn’t noticed before. There was something deeper there, something unspoken between us that I had been too afraid to acknowledge.

"You don’t have to say anything," he said quietly, setting his mug down and turning to face me. "I’ll always be here for you, no matter what. Whether it’s as your friend or…"

He trailed off, his gaze dropping to the floor. My heart skipped a beat, and suddenly, everything felt different. The air between us crackled with something new, something that had been there all along but had only just come into focus.

I swallowed, my voice barely above a whisper. "Or?"

Seungkwan hesitated for a moment, then looked up at me, his eyes full of vulnerability. "Or something more," he finished softly.

My breath caught in my throat. There it was, the thing I had been running from just as much as the wedding. The truth of it all. The real reason I had come here, the real reason I had trusted Seungkwan with everything.

"I think…" I started, my voice trembling, "I think I’ve always felt that way too."

His eyes widened, and for a moment, neither of us moved. But then, slowly, Seungkwan reached out and took my hand in his again, his fingers lacing through mine.

"You don’t have to decide anything tonight," he said softly. "But just know, I’m here. No matter what happens next."

I smiled, feeling the weight of the world lift off my shoulders. For the first time in what felt like forever, I wasn’t afraid of what came next.

Because I wasn’t alone. I had Seungkwan. And maybe, just maybe, that was enough to start again.

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            ‐Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶

                          -prettygirl-Gabi✨️🎀

[thelingodingo]

Seventeen's Dialects

For a very tiny country, South Korea has many distinct dialects (6 major ones to be exact). And so I wanted to share with yall the different dialects used by Seventeen members! (especially seungkwan cuz its so cool)

Gyeongsang Dialect: this dialect is by far the most popularized and well-known Korean dialect. it's mainly characterized by its aggressive, fast-paced, and strongly emphasized sounds. it's also pitch-accented, meaning you can hear the different intonations and stresses on syllables. there are also subtle differences between different gyeongsang-do cities that native speakers of the dialect can easily hear and tell apart.

Woozi - Woozi is from Busan, where the accent falls on the back syllable and the "g" (ㄱ) is used more. his accent doesn't really jump out often but every now and then you can hear a slightttt tinge of the dialect. in BTS Suga's Suchwita episode 10 with Woozi theres a part where Suga (as a fellow gyeongsang-do born) is able to immediately tell that Woozi is from gyeongsang by his intonation.

S.Coups - on the other hand, S.coups is from Daegu, where the accent falls on the front syllable and the "k" (ㅋ) sound is used more. as you can see, even though s.coups and woozi are both from gyeongsang, their different cities means their accents are a bit different. in fact, the busan dialect evolved in order for people to be able to hear what is being said over water better whereas the daegu dialect evolved to be able to travel through the air better. s.coups' accent jumps out quite often in varying degrees. sometimes its very obvious and other times it's more subtle, but overall you can definitely notice it if you listen close enough.

Wonwoo - unlike the other two, wonwoo is from Changwon, so neither Busan or Daegu (the 2 most prominent gyeongsang-do cities). i don't have enough experience to know anything in particular about the changwon dialect but i assume that it's basically the same as the busan dialect since it's pretty close to there. from what I personally hear, I think wonwoo's dialect is definitely the most recognizable and frequent out of the 3 gyeongsang members. i feel like every other sentence he says has a bit of the accent thrown in naturally.

Jeolla Dialect: the jeolla dialect also has many different pitches and intonations used and is mainly characterized by its warm and kind sounding tone. vowels are the emphasis and are dragged out/lengthened, giving speakers of this dialect a very affectionate, smooth, and melodic voice.

Dino - dino likes to whip out his dialect here and there, especially when joking around and having fun with the other members. dino's accent comes out the most by far whenever he turns into his boomer character, Pi Cheolin! so basically any Pi Cheolin clip is just dino speaking in jeolla dialect.

Jeju Dialect (language): this dialect of Korean is so vastly different from the rest of the dialects that it's basically completely unintelligible to other Koreans. because of this, many people even say that the Jeju dialect is actually a language of its own. really, the jeju dialect seems to be officially classified as a "language dialect". to add on, this dialect is also classified as a critically endangered language by UNESCO which is definitely very worrying.

Seungkwan - even though he is from Jeju Island, there has never really been a time where he ever spoke in the Jeju dialect in front of the camera. so unfortunately there's no examples I can give regarding Seungkwan....atleast thats what I thought. after some more digging on the korean side of the internet it turns out there are a few clips of him speaking in the jeju language! heres one of them:

The rest of the members speak in just the Standard Korean dialect (Gyeonggi) btw

[tttopoftheworld]

It's been 3 months and I already miss bss.

Don't even get me started on how next year it's gonna be just boo.

[multifandomslxt]

Center of the Garden

This is the 17+ masterlist aka the soft list

Enjoyyy

A/N: I curse a lot so feel free to leave if you don’t like that.

Nct127 Members during a heated argument

Nct members I think would be scary when angry..and why

How I think NCT127 would act if somebody was badmouthing their s/o

Nct 127 and cheating Partners

The type to (Series)

Taeyong (MAY BE SUGGESTIVE)

Doyoung (MAY BE SUGGESTIVE)

SOFT THOUGHTS

1 Doyoung (soft)

4 Jaemin (soft)

[also-c-duceusclay]

Don’t kys!! We are BooSeokSoon!🫰🏽

[seventeentotheworld]

cutie booseoksoon out to fly to Taiwan for Golden Wave 2024

(ctto, i don’t own the pics)

[master-tonberry]

[svtcatcafe]

[straykids-17]

DK BSS - 'INTRO+거침없이' @ Golden Wave [240504]

[onedumbho3]

In BSS we Trust