#[the colors of that hanbok are so pretty!]

[aellyne]

[Jang Hyun] brought this for you. Why is this mine? [...] Do you think he would have brought it for me or Jong Jong?

MY DEAREST 연인 (2023) — EP. 07

[tarotwithavi]

What will your future spouse love about you?

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Pile 1

I don't know why but I'm hearing "cuz you're pretty and smart and you're ignoring  me, you're just my type". But one thing is for sure that you might not notice them when you first encounter them even when they are very attractive. You'll be very ignorant to them. This is not intentional from your side because you're always on your phone or just always have headphones on. They are going to be obsessed with you to the point where all they can think about is you. And you'll definitely enjoy it ( ( ͡°з ͡°) so you find Yanderes cool huh? ) They'll definitely love personality . How kind you are to others and how you're always willing to participate in charity. You don't discriminate against people and treat everyone equally and that my love is flattering. You have a lot of knowledge and a lot of things to talk about. You carry a lot of random facts with yourself and always have information about everything. Like you just KNOW everything. Sexy brain of yours. And your motherly energy . You're very attractive in their eyes just like a fairy/goddess. And they are ready to treat you like one. If you have tanned or dark skin they love it. Your skin color is very hot to themthem for some reason. And I'm also getting hair. They just LOVE your hair.

Some messages that might resonate : artist, paintings, scorpio, herbs, books, number 9 , ocean or any water body, sunrise, Capricorn, black kitten or cat and fire sign.

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Pile 2

Your dominance lol that's what they'll love about you. You're very bossy and sassy and they'll love it! Like when you tell them not to or to do something, when you order them. They love it when you get annoyed or angry. You may think that you look very intimidating when you're mad or something but to them you like a kitten. Cute. You try to look intimidating and cunning but in reality you're just a fluffball. I'm getting that you have a funny victory dance or something you do when you're happy and they love it! Also one thing is that you look otherworldly to them. Like you have a very unique and exotic beauty. You look very different from your family. Sjsjsjsj they'll loveeee your chest area it's just so squishy to them sjsjjjsjsjs. They might be from a different country and culture so they'll love it when you'll wear your traditional clothes . Like if you're from korea they'll love it when you'll wear hanbok Or it could be vise versa.

Some things that might resonate : yellow, blue and white colors , Leo, Taurus, Egypt, flower crown, blonde, eagle

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Pile 3

Everything. EVERYTHING. You have a sexy brain. You're extremely gorgeous. That's it. It's your intelligence. I'm getting that you might be attracted to pile 1 . They'll love your Independent and unbiased judgement . And how you respect other people's boundaries and how you have a direct way ot communicating. They'll love your Energy And how passionate your are. You'll inspire them a lot. They'll love your generosity. Like how you're always ready to cut people off when they try to harm you and how you have your boundaries clear. Like how you're always having transformations and always evolving. You are good at everything and know a lot of things. Like you have every single trait that they want in a partner. You're like their desired person. This might be a past life relationship and this can be your second life . You attract a lot of opportunities and your work for yourself. That's what they love. Girlboss.

Some things that might resonate : drinking together, fingers hearts , sleep or night time, waxing moon, winter, snow, yoga.

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When I was a kid I loved Raven and wanted to be like her. Now I don't know if I'm gay or just haven't found my beastboy yet ;)

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒏 — 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ “the rain falls quietly up above many surfaces, but here, we have the crystals to give us their magic dust, floating like stars. . . yet none of it will ever compare to your beauty, aein” ꒱

. ˚◞꒰verse꒱ verseless ( dwells within the abyss )

. ˚◞꒰face claim refs꒱ ( x ) ( x ) ( x )

. ˚◞꒰species꒱ half abyssal angel / half dragon ( does not identify with his dragon heritage it makes him uncomfortable )

. ˚◞꒰ethnicity꒱ korean/chinese

. ˚◞꒰age꒱ millennia old

. ˚◞꒰gender꒱ male

. ˚◞꒰mbti꒱ infj

. ˚◞꒰aliases꒱ the angel who cried stars, the void , eyes of the abyss, void daddy ( zhào jìngyí 9948e ).

. ˚◞꒰appearance꒱

𖹭. long long, jet black hair with stars shimmering by his ends

𖹭. pale skin with golden veins that flow into a gentle amethyst ombre, shimmering just like the crystal itself

𖹭. stands at the height of 7’9” ft ( 236.22 cm ) with an athletic, lean and toned build.

𖹭. has six pairs of void black wings, with golden tips by the end of his feathers

𖹭. long, dark and flower robes. usually wears hanfu or hanbok, but at times also dresses to the usual abyssal fashion. which is composed of long, dark mesh robes, that show the gentle outline of the body and are dorned with lots of crystals and jewellery

𖹭. a combination of masculine and a few feminine features, that give him an ethereal look from all lighting and angles

𖹭. has gold and black draconic scales running down his forearms and the surface of his hands, along with a few on his cheeks

𖹭. soft, golden brown eyes, with a piercing gold slit in the middle of them, that only dilates when he senses danger

𖹭. keeps his hands clean from rings most of the time due to work, but he has his wedding ring on, composed of abyssal crystals and onyx. while his nails are painted gold and are long. they cannot be cut too far, due to draconic ancestry ( aka, it will hurt )

𖹭. only really wears eyeliner, but at times, he enjoys prettying himself up with lots of gold and bronze colors, especially for formal events

𖹭. he has standard lobe piercings and upper lope piercings on both ears.

𖹭. has several eyes concealed by magic. ( all around his body )

 

. ˚◞꒰personality꒱

𖹭. very calm and serene, and is quite reserved

𖹭. the quiet kind, rarely speaks due to the fact he gets intimidated by the consequences of words that may come out.

𖹭. extremely caring with those he holds dear and wouldn’t hesitate to smite someone if they were hurt

𖹭. a gentle soul who can quickly turn stern and disciplined should the matter arise for such

𖹭. a strategic warrior and commander, he knows what he is doing. don’t interfere unless there’s a good reason

𖹭. deceptive and secretive, more than some would imagine

𖹭. kindhearted and very empathetic — he understands many burdens that people go through and work tooth and nail to help them

𖹭. extremely intelligent and wise, sharp at mind and good at pointing out ulterior motives of others

𖹭. despite all of these attributes, this man can also be quite the trickster. loves sending people into a shy flustered state and then leaving them confused

𖹭. he has a tendency to fall in love with what most people consider scary or dark. finding beauty in it and sharing it to those willing to see.

𖹭. is quite poetic and enjoys letting a few confusing riddles roll off of his tongue every now and then and see who gets them right.

𖹭. has a bit of a dark side to himself he doesn’t like showing either, sometimes getting consumed by greed when he sees something he likes and wants.

 

. ˚◞꒰with a lover꒱

𖹭. teasing, he loves getting a rise out of you and seeing your face go all shades of red. and he especially likes when you cling onto him after.

𖹭. is touch startved and often searches for your hand or your back to hold onto. with gentle and delicate touches, that display so much love for you and all that you are, caressing your body or face — whatever he can get to.

𖹭. really enjoys taking you around the prime city of the abyss, telling you of it’s history. and if you are not a history enthusiast, he will take you to all of the best view spots and restaurants that he knows. sometimes dragging you to cafés to taste the unique pastries of the domain.

𖹭. one of his love languages are words of affection. when he speaks to you, it is with such love that is from way beyond the bounds of his heart, but instead his soul. each and every word are meant to comfort and ease you.

𖹭. loves to take you out for flights, holding you tight and close as he flies the both of you across the realm. though, always careful and avoidant of the more dangerous and dark areas he knows you shouldn’t be.

𖹭. has a thing for doing your makeup. he likes experimenting new looks or looks he finds interesting on you. don’t like makeup? he’ll do it on himself so you can give him your own input! anything to have you close is good for him. he loves talking with you, especially when he feels his spouts of wanting to interact verbally

𖹭. likes waking you up in the morning and whisking you off to eat breakfast with him. soft kisses and tired but fond glances shared back and forth. his feathers tickling your face and hands as he beckons you to brush them.

𖹭. really enjoys when you preen his wings. and sometimes teasingly gives them a little flap so you jolt back a bit and fuss at him.

𖹭. massages you all the time, he wants to assure your muscles are all eased up and not tense. any knots or tender areas are a big no no. he wants your body to feel good just as much as he wants you to feel good mentally and emotionally.

𖹭. a bigger flirt than he seems. he doesn’t mind carelessly pushing you up against a random wall or piece of furniture, whispering sweet nothings and some of the purest filth into your ears. it all adds to his shamelessness, if people watch, let them.

𖹭. will immediately take you away from any place or event that makes you feel overstimulated and overwhelmed, so that you do not end up spiralling down a path that makes you tired and exhausted. and when you feel ready, the two of you can go back together.

 

. ˚◞꒰strengths꒱

𖹭. draconic eyesight: has advanced eyesight that extends into night vision

𖹭. advanced strength: enhanced strength both in his stature and wings

𖹭. enhanced agility: advanced agility and reflexes

𖹭. enhanced senses: advanced senses, apart from his eyesight that might dwindle a bit in light areas

𖹭. advanced flight: has six pairs of wings which enhance his flight greatly. he is very fast

𖹭. shadow magic/darkness manipulation: as an abyss angel he is able to manipulate darkness and mould it into a form of magic

𖹭. light magic: the ability to cast spells, rituals and other light magic aspects

𖹭. advanced combat abilities: has an advanced knowledge of combat and is able to execute it exceptionally. his experience as one of the oldest angels plays a part in this as well

𖹭. tactical mind: able to come up with strategies very quickly

𖹭. dragon morphing: the ability to morph into a dragon form

𖹭. healing factor: the ability to heal from injuries and wounds

𖹭. divine banishment: able to banish malicious beings back to their place of origin

 

. ˚◞꒰weaknesses꒱

𖹭. iron: an allergy to iron, depending on the concentration

𖹭. black magic: as both a water dragon and an angel, black magic tends to affect him quite badly

𖹭. heat: too much heat drains water dragons and makes them weak. this can be dire in states of dehydration

𖹭. light areas: his vision gets hazed because he is adapted to the darkness of the abyss

 

. ˚◞꒰relationships꒱

𖹭. rinfier mith’andrel: husband, king.

𖹭. rishen aryielus: SON

 

. ˚◞꒰story꒱

silently, and with sharp eyes piercing through the thickest darkness of the abyss. the reknowned eyes of the realm itself overlooks the wastelands and cavern rubble that surrounds the walls outside the city of the king. his stoic expression remaining and wings all extended out with their eyes looking to all corners with him.

many dangerous things lurk within the home of this realm. and it is his duty to assure none get through the city or out.

and though longing to pass through the streets of the city on his way home, he enjoys his work. he loves the feeling of the vapor of this damned domain rushing through his dark wings.

it isn’t a feeling he will ever be able to get rid of, it’s only a matter of time before he can feel it all over again, is it not?

 

. ˚◞꒰extra꒱

𖹭. has the ability to shift his gender and appearance like most angels

𖹭. he is one of the first abyssal angels and thus holds quite the high rank

𖹭. he is omnilingual

𖹭. has a familiar woodpecker named jazz

𖹭. knows all sign languages

[master-jarrus]

@thecatundertheladder

Alright Harumi's makeup and hair

So my personal headcanon for her hair is that she had to drink a magic tea that leeched the color but strengthened it

It seems like something that would happen in Ninjago as like a ritual for the Royal family

Her hair was already pretty pale before but it had much warmer undertones and then once she was in the royal family it had cooler undertones

So it definitely had what little color it had stripped out through bleach or magic

As for her hair styles, they mainly use buns and not even really complicated ones, they just seem complicated because they are twisted up and held in place by hair sticks

(As someone who has length waist hair though I can tell you the hardest part of those styles is the tension that puts on your scalp, this is why I headcanon that magic tea because how the tension typically causes hair loss)

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Her makeup as a princess is a really interesting choice

(definitely the result of not proper studying of the culture and instead just appropriating it because while yes pale skin is more desirable and they would use white face paint in those cultures that was more for entertainers and sex workers)

Her make up is more rooted in chinese culture (same with her clothes, that is not a kimono it's a mix of a hanfu (chinese) and a hanbok (korean))

A pale face made to look more round with blush centered on the cheeks is much more popular in china especially if they had a painted a flower on her forehead (with how much they did the lotus motif I am honestly surprised they didn't)

Now her Quiet One make up/thing?

I'm thinking grease paint

I'm afraid the stuff I got from college has no brand so I can't even recommend it but like whatever that brand is could hold the shape and color through a fight and only need mild touch ups

Like here is some looks I have worn for that class that required a full face scrub to get off and there were still traces

Like I could have probably gone swimming in that and not lost much saturation

So I think she uses a red greasepaint and whatever brush she uses is permanently red for life (jk it grease paint stains come out with coconut oil)

[onlyswan]

Oc ik you’ve spoken about your style before and I LOVE it!!

I was just wondering do you have a favourite style on jk? And vice versa, jk is there something or a style you love to see oc in??😊😊

“jungkook’s overall style is very cool! do you remember his modern hanbok phase? i was so in love with it.” you gush excitedly. “i know he only likes to wear neutral colors but he has so much fun experimenting with them. i think he’s really the best at layering; it elevates his looks so well.”

“thank you.”

beside you, jungkook smiles shyly, flushed cheeks rising.

“you definitely have better fashion sense than me, though.” he says, playing with the hem of your blouse. “you wear everything and you look good in everything.”

you beam at him, leaning in closer, attracted by the flattery.

“honestly, i love it when you’re too lazy to dig in the closet because that’s when you usually wear your pretty dresses. i think you have a unique glow in them.”

your smile turns upside down. “babe! why would you expose me like that?!”

[duncebento]

old friend just posted hanbok pictures shes so pretty i cant n the hanbok is in my favorite antique shades of pink n blue……n her little sister is wearing one with inverse colors likeeeeee

[queer-and-dear-books]

Title: Beating Heart Baby

Author: Lio Min

Genre: YA Fiction | Romance | Friendship | Music | LGBTQ+

Content Warnings: Transphobia | Homophobia | Mentioned Abuse

Overall Rating: 9.9/10

Personal Opinion: There is so much to love in this book. The diverse cast, the chosen families, and the sweet romance of reconnecting with someone you had once lost. If you don’t fall in love with this book then there’s something wrong with you. Although it can be hard to keep up with and differentiate the friends at times because there are so many of them. But overall, I really enjoyed this book.

Do I Own This Book? No.

Spoilers Below For My Likes & Dislikes:

Likes:

- Diversity win! Pretty much the entire cast is in some way a person of color, queer, or both. We have Black kids, brown kids, Asian kids, trans kids, gay kids, non-binary kids, and so many more. But best of all, they are all thriving. We have Cola Carter, a Black lesbian who is a top star and creating new stars that are queer and POC like her. Aya is Latina and queer too and she gets to live her dream making music and even inheriting Cap’s legacy of leading the Sunshowers. Suwa and Santi are both gay Asians and they are in love. Suwa is a rising star making music that matters to him and Santi is just living his best life painting and teaching art to kids. Everyone is thriving and I love that for them.

- Found/chosen family is just so important in this story. Santi and Aya are not blood related but they care about each other very deeply. Aya is so cool too, giving Santi enough freedom to explore while also being heavy-handed enough to discipline him when he needs it. Suwa, on the other hand, lives with Cap, who took him in when home became unsafe for Suwa. He even refers to Cap as “Dad” sometimes and that is so cute to me. Cap is honestly the best, he really cares for all his students and wants the best for them. Even after retiring, he still wants to give students a love of music. I love that.

- But we also have so many friends! Every single one of them are so kindhearted and cool. Mira, Octavian, Ari, Reva, Feli, and I’m likely forgetting someone but they’re all good people. They care for Santi and Suwa and the way they plot to get them together was hilarious. But I just love how easily they accept Santi into their group and how easy it is for them to forgive Suwa for leaving them for a year and a half. They’re ride-or-dies, really good friends.

- The scene where Suwa goes (to his dad’s) home after that interview just makes me tear up. Especially when he went into his old room to get the hanbok his dad gave him. It was just so precious to see his relationship with his dad mending. Even though it’s far from perfect and his dad was abusive in the past, I love seeing them both grow.

- Mira was absolutely right, Santi is a hunk. He’s clearly athletic and he’s covered in tattoos so that already makes him physically hot. But then he’s also an artist and a chef! A perfect package! Not but seriously, when Suwa messed up in the kitchen and Santi jumped in to help him, I felt my heart grow three sizes. The love was still there! The care was still there! The domestic tenderness was still there!

- Suwa being Memo was not at all surprising but it was also enough of a twist to really have an impact. By which, I mean, I was also rationalizing to myself like “No, it can’t be.” But when it was confirmed, I was like, “I fucking knew it!” It’s good, like a loose end being fixed.

- I also love all the references in this book. Mainly the Agumon bobblehead. Digimon is one of my favorite animes so of course I was going to love that. But also, Mugen Glider. The way they describe it in so much detail made it sound like an early, Showa-era Ghibli-esque show. I genuinely thought it was real! But it’s not! But it sounded so real and that’s what I like about it. I just wish I could watch it.

Dislikes:

- One thing I don’t like? Suwa abandoning his life in LA for Japan for a year and a half after dumping Santi. Bruh. I just, it was so bad. Suwa was acting so toxic too when he came back, reeling Santi in while also keeping him at arm’s length like Santi was the poisonous one. But at least Suwa apologized for his behavior. Because otherwise, I would not have wanted them to stay together. And I hope he does get serious about therapy again like he said he would.

[gracifleur]

((whats shea like fashion sense wise?? what pla clothes does she wear?? does she stick with the same outfit or switch it up sometimes??))

HELLO ! && thank you for this ask i love asks esp when i get to ramble about my dummy child. so i have already put some thought into a lot of this before but i ain’t gonna link all that bc now i can have it all in one space. also catch all every image + art in the following is mine etc etc. throwing this under a read more for big images !

so i wanna start with the PLA era clothes. she does wear a galactic team uniform that is altered based off the shaymin themed dlc top seen here. the flora pattern, the belt + pouch, & the color scheme are very similar. however shea does wear the survey corps standard as well as summer & winter variants.

i do try my best to keep as much from the game as possible as i really want shea to blend into canon better & also this shit all slaps. anyway as i said her standard uniform is based more off that shaymin dlc but modified.

here is a concept wip i have where you can see the modification. the dlc outfit does have shorts that outside of cutscenes when i first played, i did not have wear. normally she wears pants. shea likes her legs covered in some fashion. the pants are a dark green & that lime green from the dlc outfit is switched to that darker green instead. the top is modified to be more stylized into a hanbok while keeping the other aspects. she also wears a sleeveless turtle neck underneath though that’s not shown here. the floral gracidea pattern is very prominent. something to note is that when shea woke up in hisui--- she was already wearing this outfit. she did not have modern clothes as she’s not from a modern era, so it’s to be assumed that arceus modeled this outfit to be similar to the survey corps uniform at base already. shea prefers function over all else.

her survey corps uniforms tend to be light weight, but durable. thick but not so much it would be difficult to move around in. while she does have a few various pairs, most have been repeatedly patched & repaired. the original outfit she woke up in has been duplicated as the uniform itself has been pretty threadbare for hundreds of years, though she keeps & still holds onto all of these uniforms in the flower paradise. usually if she is out on an adventure she tends to pack a uniform with her. usually one that’s best for colder temperatures like the thick winter one & one better for warmer temperatures.

when it comes to outfits outside of the uniform she tends to dress in very casual clothing that tend to also be somewhat hanbok inspired.

this is my lil reference w/ her faceclaim + the type of hanbok that i mean. it’s a very modern styling that has a more sleek silhouette. her faceclaim is wearing a much more traditional style that shea would adapt during the hisui period all things considering, while on the left the model would represent what shea wears in more modern day settings. below is a unfinished wip, again, that showcases this more modern day setting.

however shea doesn’t just wear traditional dressings in modern day. while at the flower paradise she does tend to wear what’s more comfortable to her like these hisui-era clothing, she does have a fairly extensive wardrobe for modern adventures. she favors the very modern trends of outwear & athletic wear as fashion choices. often donning cropped sweaters & hoodies + high waist shorts with leggings & comfortable, but durable, shoes like sneakers or boots. shea tends to wear things that create a silhouette in some ways. big hoodies or cropped to give a bit of bigger shape with more slender pants or such. her color palettes stay in the general pastel range & don’t move towards darker jewel tones. lighter color schemes are a hint toward a youthful nature, with darker hues that hints to maturity & while shea depending on what time period may be mature & older the keep to the pastels & soft tones help mask her to still seem like a normal 15year old.

but yeah that’s the general run down ! i hope this answers ur question thank u so much i love asks 8)

[cityandking]

canvas, informal, roots for Dai, Minah, Bran and Eniko (sorry i couldnt pick i love them all)

i love you!!!! // oc asks: character design edition

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

DAI — his most noticeable scar starts around his temple and curves back around the crown of his head from when an underwater cave collapsed on him and he died. he also has one right under his sternum where zaref ran him through with a greatsword and another one on his left side under his ribs from when he got voidstabbed coming back to Selto. a few more smaller ones from training and whatnot. he doesn't have any tattoos. he also has darker skin coloring on his hands and up his forearms from his earth genasi heritage. he doesn't make any particular effort to cover up his scars or other markings; he's not that self-conscious

MINAH — she has multiple ear piercings and a few scars from Life On The Road. she has one small but obvious one above one eye and she wears her bangs long on that side to hide it

BRAN — a handful of scars from her various travels and adventures. multiple ear piercings. freckles! and a bunch of tattoos, including one that's like an ocean in a bottle and has actual moving, crashing waves (it's over her sternum and matches her heartbeat; the ocean gets choppier when she's having an anxiety episode). she has absolutely no problem with showing a little skin, markings and all

ENIKO — his back is covered in scars, and he has ear and eyebrow piercings, but besides that he's pretty blank. he doesn't take his shirt off if he can help it and could count on one hand the number of (living) people who know about his back

informal: What's your OC's lazy-day look? How do they like to dress when they're winding down?

DAI — he dresses down to the underlayer of his robes, so a wrap-style shirt and pants pretty much. if he were really dressed down the shirt would be untied too, but he saves that for when he's alone (or with zaref). if he's going out there's at least one additional layer, but nothing too fancy.

MINAH — just her shirt and leggings. maybe the skirt too if the weather is a little chilly or gross, but she'll forego her usual vest and sashes and the rest.

BRAN — a loose shirt and breeches. usually barefoot and her hair either down all the way or tied completely back. she doesn't bother with the hat

ENIKO — eniko's lazy day look is exactly like his everyday look except he doesn't bother with the vest. can't do crime if you ain't dressed to the nines (eights?)

roots: Is your OC's look inspired by any specific style of clothing or fashion trend? What are the roots and/or inspiration for their look?

DAI — daichi's look is inspired by wrap-style clothing, specifically korean hanbok. this unfortunately clashes horribly with Airedon's gilded French renaissance vibe, so I think the cuts of his original uniform are reminiscent of French court fashion—knee-length, tails longer in the back, long and narrow split skirt panels. there's very little metal in his ensemble besides his armor—the robe layers are adjusted with ties and sashes. more metal would have been added to his uniform as he moved up the ranks, but I don't think he'd want it at this point—he's moved away from renaissance influences the longer they've traveled and the more he's distanced himself from Airedon's limiting rules and permissions. now he's probably a horrible mishmash of styles. I'm having a terrible time trying to redesign his armor

MINAH — her vibe is loosely inspired by Station Eleven, so it's a lot of layers and repurposed fabric and clothing. her base outfit is a loose blouse tucked into a pair of leggings, a wrap skirt tied on top, and a vest. she has shorter and longer skirts for different seasons and different weather, and definitely has a number of belts. I think the skirts she wears to perform are made of multiple panels of fabric so they move better when she dances

BRAN — she has an age of sail look going on. also a lot of gold jewelry inspired by rivia (you can take the girl out of the city of gold etc etc) but mostly it's a pirates of the caribbean thing

ENIKO — eniko's look is inspired by late Victorian working class fashion, ish. button-up shirts and vests and jackets and pants made of fabrics that can survive a lot of wear and tear. but eniko likes to dress for the job he wants (having money) rather than the job he has (having no money) so the cuts mimic higher classes, and he takes exactingly good care of his gear. you can only tell how worn and secondhand it is when you get up close, and if you're getting up close to eniko there's probably about to be a knife in you somewhere that you did not want a knife.

[crystal-in-nagasaki]

crystal in korea part two: seoul

Following several fun days in Busan, my friends and I headed next for Seoul, South Korea's capital and biggest city.

After arriving by train, my friends and I went in search of lunch and found a place that serves bibimbap, a rice bowl topped with meat and vegetables. It was so delicious. Bibimbap is one of my favorite Korean foods and is available in many countries, so I highly reccommend trying it!

Next, we headed to a shopping district and I went to a small studio space to get a tattoo. Similar to Japan, tattooing in Korea is actually technically illegal, and most businesses operate "underground." Nevertheless, many younger Koreans have tattoos, and many people travel to country to receive tattoos there. There are many talented artists in Korea with distinct styles. I was tattooed by the artist Jalopy, whose Instagram can be found here. She specializes in stick and poke tattoos, and she can speak English really well. I got a tattoo of an umbrella to represent a poem written by my friend Al, who passed away several years ago. I'm grateful to Jalopy for doing such a great job, and I cherish this new addition to my body.

In the evening, a couple friends and I split off to the group to visit a large riverside park with a view of the cityscape. The park was filled with various stalls. Many of them sold food, but many also rented out blankets, mats, lights, and small tables to use for picnics. I've never seen anything like this in the US or Japan, and I thought it was such a great idea. Many people come to the park to picnic and enjoy the view, and it was a relaxing and fun way to spend the evening.

The next morning, we headed to Changdeokgung Palace, a huge palace grounds with traditional buildings and gardens. Nearby were many shops where you could don a hanbok, a traditional Korean dress, so a few of my friends did that and the dresses were so beautiful and elaborately decorated. It was a very popular attraction, so many girls wandered the palace grounds in traditional wear, and it really made the experience feel more authentic.

We walked around the palace grounds looking at the various buildings. Like the temples I had seen in Korea so far, the buildings were in a Chinese style, but painted with beautifully vibrant colors and designs.

Next we walked to a nearby street lined with traditional old Korean homes called the Bukchon Hanbok Village. It was a bit of a steep hike up to it, and you could only really see the front gates, but the little neighborhood was still charming and lovely.

After that, we walked to another palace nearby called the Gyeongbokgung Palace. Since we had spent so much time at the other palace already, we decided to just look around the entrance at the gate and not pay the entrance fee to go in. But the entrance gates were huge and magnificent.

Next we headed to a small neighborhood known for its street art murals. I don't know how the murals came to be there, but there were so many of them and they were so beautiful.

We continued a bit further up the hill to Naksan Park to enjoy a beautiful view of the city over an old stone wall.

After this we were pretty hungry, so we found a restaurant where we could eat kimchi pancakes and rolled omelets filled with cheese, which were so delicious.

With that, we ended the day (actually just I did, everyone else wanted to go out drinking lol.)

The next morning I got up bright and early and left my friends to their alcolhol-induced slumbers to head to Bukhansan mountain for a hike. I'm so glad that Seoul has such a huge and flourishing green mountain so close to the city, since I'm not much of one for city travelling and was itching to get out into nature.

I think it was about 3 km up to the peak that I hiked to. I had originally planned to hike to a different peak, but since I'm not familiar with Korea's systems or the Korean language, I ended up taking a different trail than I originally planned.

The trail I ended up on was of course very beautiful nonetheless. For about the first kilometer, the trail was lined with colorful lanterns which led up to a shrine on the mountain. On the way up I passed a smaller shrine with no one around but a pudgy Buddha statue, whose belly I rubbed for luck and continued on.

A bit further up the mountain I started to hear the sounds of chanting drifting through the trees. It was really ethereal. I kept walking up the trail towards the sound and found myself at a shrine. The shrine was of course colorfully painted and I paid my respects and used their bathroom (a squat toilet and port-a-potty all in one, which was...unpleasant but nonetheless appreciated.) When I was walking through the woods, I had expected to come across a group of people chanting, but was surprised to find that nobody was around the the chanting was either prerecorded or being broadcast from a single monk through a microphone.

I continued on up the mountain. Eventually I came across a third shrine. This one was brilliantly and beautifully colored in shades of blue, and there was an unfriendly dog guarding the shrine that growled at me when I came near. There was a lookout spot from the shrine where you could look out and see the cityscape. It was really beautiful, and there was a refreshing breeze.

Leaving that shrine, I followed more trailhead signs until I came to a big ancient-looking gate. According to a sign nearby, there were about six gates surrounding the fortress of Bukhansan. At this point the trail continued past the gate heading downwards, but I had hiked over 3km up and had to meet with my friends again later, so I decided this was to be the peak of my hike. I climbed up to the top of the gate where there was a brilliant view of the city and took a rest, eating some gimbap that I brought with me from the convenience store. Here's me covered in sweat and hiking grime celebrating my successful hike:

After this, I retraced my steps back down the mountain to the park entrance. This hike was one of the highlights of my whole trip, and I really felt refreshed after despite the distance that I walked.

After my hike, I hopped on a bus back to the city center and met up with my friends at a shopping mall called Common Ground made out of big blue shipping containers, which was pretty cool.

As the day wound down, I stopped at a grocery store to grab some souvenirs for friends and coworkers back in Japan and my friend introduced my to corn ice cream which was...interesting. I didn't hate it.

With that my last full day in Seoul came to a close.

The next morning before heading to the airport I made a short stop at the Korean National Museum on my own, eager to learn more about Korea's history and culture, since I honestly didn't know a lot.

The building was huge and magnificent, filled with countless priceless artifacts. And yet somehow the museum entry was free! I was so impressed and thankful to Korea for letting people have access to that knowledge for free. The most notable parts of the museum that I learned was that the traditional art of Korea seemed to have the same color schemes as the temples, with vibrant reds, greens, and blues. I also learned about their history of making celadon pottery, which was a beautiful light blue/green color. I wanted to get a celadon souvenir like a teacup or jewelry, but found that everything in the museum gift shop was pretty expensive. Still, I'm grateful to visit for free and be able to learn everything that I did.

After the museum, I headed to the Seoul airport and caught my flight back to Japan. I experienced and learned a lot of cool things in Korea, and I would love to go back again someday! Also the food there is seriously amazing. 100/10 please try.

Anyway, this concludes my posts about my Korea trip. Thanks as always for reading <3

[mikmarilynmusika]

19 Mar 2023

On my birthday, I went to Gyeongbokgung Palace and rented a Hanbok (via GigiBebe) for the full experience. It has always been my plan to wear a RED one bec in PHL traditions, a birthday celebrant would always wear red. I fell in love with it and to be honest, it's quite comfortable. Felt pretty walking around and there are others wearing the same. We are so colorful. Pretty pleasing in the eyes.

Took photos as much as I can but these are the only ones that made it. I was late to buy a tripod. I used it on my 4th day in Korea and I only have 5 days to spend. LOL.

The mask is mine and not a rental, FYI.

[enniewritesnsk]

Namseok potatoe #31

Another night of horror.

🔞graphic depiction of violence below

Kim Namjoon is one of the guards in charge of the district, and this is now the second mutilated corpse they are called for. He tries to keep his calm, not wanting to link to fast to that serial killer the whole country is afraid of. But they usually are in the big cities, so what are they doing here, in the countryside? 

The crime is pretty similar to the first one though, and he can’t help but shiver. Both victims  are young men with their torso ripped and their heart missing. The last time they were seen was at that gisaeng house. Too much similarity to be accidentally, right?

Everyone is now afraid and the inhabitants have difficulties to live normally, even though their governor encourages them to do so. He decides to take his disposition and re-enforce the security in the little town, and Namjoon is affected in the gisaeng district.

From where he is located, he can have a glimpse of the inner courtyard of the prestigious Nabi house. And can witness the training of the young ladies. One of them drew his attention by the powerful but still so beautiful movements, each of them performed exquisitely. What piques his curiosity more is the hair color of the delicate dancer. Indeed, instead of black silk hair, there you have long white one, white as the color of snow. And the smile? A beautiful heart-shaped smile every time the dancer is satisfied with one of her moves.

The guard is lucky enough to be able to witness one day one of the free representations proposed by the house, in their attempt to get more customers. They have opened their doors to everyone, not just to their usual elite members.

The young women, all so beautiful in their gorgeous garments, are showing their delicate skills. They are singing, playing music, and having some conversations with those who are willing to talk with them. Namjoon appreciates his time, but he is eager to meet the one that has been haunting his thoughts since the first day he saw her.

And then, the room is going dark and they just keep a few candles to maintain some visibility for the waitresses. The young guard can feel the chill on his skin right before he can *see* her.

The beautiful gisaeng with white hair.

What’s her name?

Someone murmurs in awe behind the young guard “It’s the Silver Fox! The most precious jewel of the Nabi house!” with the ohhh and ahhh of the other admirers.

The ethereal appearance is now in the middle of the room, the big and white fan hiding her face. She is wearing a light blue hanbok that is molding her fragile frame. She would perfectly fit in Namjoon’s embrace, he knows it. She is observing the room when her gaze stops at him, and their eyes lock. She starts to move, the only instrument accompanying her is a Samulnori, a little drum. Her dance is hypnotic and sensual, everyone is definitely in awe. The guard's smile goes wider every time he recognizes some gestures she has repeated so often in that inner courtyard. And she just meets his eyes and smiles in return. With that pretty heart shaped smile he adores so much. Just like they were sharing an intimate secret. 

Once the piece is over, the beautiful dancer is quickly surrounded by the men who want to have a word with her. What’s her name? Her age? Would she agree to have some private time with them? and so on and so on. Namjoon hates it of course, but he can’t do anything right? Until the owner of the house appears and shoos all these courtiers because “she is not available, she’s just here for dancing, so please, just ask this beautiful young lady behind you, she will be delighted to spend more time with you Sir.”

The beautiful dancer then bows to take her leave, and her eyes lock one last time with Namjoon’s, smiling to him before disappearing behind the flowery screen hiding the private part of the house.

Few days later, Namjoon is taken in the middle of a fight which turns pretty badly. Daggers and blood are part of it, and he is left on the ground, feeling the pains engulfing him into darkness.

Then he hears a soft gasp and hushed “no no no…” before feeling soft lips claiming his, something warm going from his throat to his chest. First warm, before becoming scorching hot, and then, nothing.

Opening his eyes with difficulties, he recognizes this beautiful white hair, and the concerned gaze of the beauty next door. “You…” he tries to articulate.

“Shh- You’ll feel better soon… Just live…” is murmured next to his ears.

And then, darkness once again.

[kingdomtual]

‘One beautiful day

The flowers bloom splendidly

One sad night

The deep shadow troubles my heart.’

Ascension - Mujin Focus

[persimmontea]

Haein Lee || 2021 Skate Canada FS (Homage to Korea)

[sunraise]

this isn’t my mercie faceclaim but could u imagine . could u imagine her in this getup

[theharrowing]

Feeling Nauti 💦 1

Your best friend's destination wedding is the last place you expect to find the man of your dreams, but then again, the husband-to-be's best friend Seokjin is the last man you expect to sweep you off your feet.

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💦 Seokjin x Non-binary (AFAB) Reader

💦 word count: 4.6k words

💦 strangers to lovers, smut, a little fluff, somewhat slow burn, nswf, explicit 21+

💦 warnings: flirting, so many puns (i am truly, very sorry), Seokjin is annoying as hell but also very cute, Seokjin is also quite condescending and it does something to you, use of the word “slut” playfully, alcohol consumption

💦 written for the BDC’s Summertime Seduction collab! 

💦 shout out to @neoneunnajimin for beta reading & to @blog-name-idk​ for helping me brainstorm all the terrible, terrible puns.

"Get it? Nauti?" A tall, dark-haired man quips. "As in nautical?" 

Everyone laughs and shakes their head, and you just groan, rolling your eyes dramatically. Rule number one to telling a joke is that if you have to explain the punchline, it probably isn't that good. 

The man leans in, noticing your response and mutters, "It's because we're on a boat."

You widen your eyes sarcastically and say, "Ohhhhh, okay...good one," and walk off, away from the front deck where everyone is congregated and back inside where the bar is. It may be too early to start drinking, but you are on vacation after all, and this is your best friend's wedding, so you reason that you may as well start celebrating now. That, and you have a feeling this is going to be a long fucking weekend. 

Growing up, you and your best friend always fantasized about your perfect weddings. The two of you would imagine something small and intimate, close to home and not too over-the-top. You dreamed of handmade flower crowns and having the ring bearers be adorable, well-trained dogs. 

So when you found out Jiya and Jeongguk planned a destination wedding that you had to fly halfway around the world for and then take a boat to some lavish remote location on an island, you were shocked. This was definitely a departure from the flower crowns and lowkey ceremonies you had always envisioned. 

Despite the wedding being an expensive destination trip, the word intimate definitely would not be used to describe this event, which has a massive turnout, especially from Jiya's side. Which, to be fair, is an expected oversight from your childhood fantasies since you've come to discover that Indian weddings tend to be big events, and Jiya’s family is sparing no expense.

You balked at the idea last year, and when she offered to cover your costs if you promised to be her esteemed best person—a gender-neutral term for maid of honor—you almost laughed in her face. Surely she wouldn't be willing to foot the cost of travel and hotel expenses for something so over the top? But here you are.

Most of the guests on Jiya's side—with the exception of Jiya herself—wear casual Kurta, whereas most of Jeongguk's guests are dressed in modern Hanbok, yourself included. The bride and groom requested the laid back but still somewhat traditional dress code, and you're happy to look at all the various fabrics and designs you see as you make your way through the small crowds dispersed throughout the yacht. 

You wear a cream-colored top that wraps around to the left and ties above the waist with embroidered flowers that match the shade of the top, and high-waisted slacks in a dull, burgundy that flare slightly at the hips with a straight, wide-cut leg. Your hair is tied back, off your neck, and you opted just to wear a little mascara to bring out your eyes and forgo makeup, otherwise. 

"Hey, lush," your best friend's voice comes from behind you just as you wrap your fingers around the stem of a champagne glass. 

Jiya wears a beautiful red and gold modern Hanbok, and her hands and arms are adorned with intricate henna designs. Her long dark hair is tied behind her head, and pretty gold earrings dangle from her ears. 

"Excuse you," you respond with a raised eyebrow. "There's orange juice in this champagne. That makes this a breakfast drink."

Jiya raises her eyes incredulously and tongues the inside of her cheek. "I'll have one of those as well, please," she tells the bartender over your shoulder, then returns your gaze with a soft smile.

"I know what you're thinking," she starts, and you cock your head to the side and interrupt. 

"With all due respect, Jiya, there is no way you know what I am thinking."

"For starters, you think all of this is ridiculous," she tries, and you concede, glancing around and nodding your head. 

The boat you're on is a massive yacht, the likes of which you've only seen in music videos. If Jiya and her fiancé wanted, they could easily have the wedding on this vessel, with plenty of rooms for everyone to stay. Speaking of her fiancé—

Groans and the sounds of bodies crashing into the doorway distract you from your conversation, and you look over Jiya's shoulder to find Jeongguk—the husband to be—in a headlock. Much to your chagrin, the man with Jeongguk's throat wrapped in a vice grip is none other than mister Nauti, himself.

Jeongguk and his friend wear black modern Hanbok with embroidered gold floral designs. Jeongguk's dark brown hair is a bit outgrown and hangs in waves over his forehead. He has a childish wonder about him with a mix of soft, round cheeks and eyes, and sharp lip and jaw lines, making him effortlessly cute and handsome. He's also very sweet and respectful; it's no wonder Jiya took to him so easily. 

The other man has a more oval-shaped face, almond eyes, and soft, round features, including very pouty, full lips. You would almost say he's handsome, but your first impression of his sense of humor still hangs over you like a storm cloud, and you push the thought away. 

You can't hold in your groan at the way Jeongguk and his friend make their entrance, and you turn away from the so-called adult men as they wrestle into the room. Jiya giggles, shakes her head and mutters, "Boys," and you stick your finger into your mouth and make a gagging sound, pretending to throw up.

"Oh, mimosas!" Jeongguk's tall friend shouts. "If there's champagne, I'll be there in a prosecco."

As you sigh and bring your palm up to your face, Jiya giggles beside you. "Don't encourage him," you mutter under your breath as you attempt to slip away from the bar and find a quiet corner to seclude yourself in, but your best friend grabs you by the arm.

"Not so fast," Jiya teases, forcing you to stay put while the men approach. "You should get to know Seokjin since he's Jeongguk's best person."

"You can't be serious," you mutter, earning you a nudge in your ribs that sends a displeased squeak out of your mouth.

Of course, the loudest, rowdiest man on this boat is Jeongguk's best person. Why couldn't it have been one of the quieter friends you were recently introduced to, like Yoongi or Namjoon? This guy is a handful and a half. Your face must be twisted with disgust as Seokjin approaches, and he eyes you with a smirk.

"What's the matter?" Seokjin asks. "Is the ocean life making you salty?"

At this stage, you just stare at Seokjin and blink. There is absolutely no way this man only speaks in really low-tier dad jokes. Seokjin turns to Jiya and asks, "Do they not speak English?"

This being a mixed tradition wedding between Jiya's Indian family and Jeongguk's Korean family, there seems to be an unspoken agreement for those who can, to speak English. You roll your eyes and feel your blood begin to boil; who does this man think he is? Jiya starts to answer, but you cut in.

"Knowing English doesn't make your jokes funnier. In fact, I wish I didn't understand a word."

While Jeongguk's face seems to fall into something of a worried yet amused expression, Seokjin throws his head back and laughs. There's something so disarming about his unabashed behavior—almost as if he delights in being annoying. 

"Can we switch?" you ask Jiya with a playful, pleading expression. "You love Ashley just as much, can't she be your esteemed best person?"

Jiya slaps you on the arm and grumbles, "No!" and you whine and stomp your feet like a petulant child. 

"Doth the esteemed best person of the bride require a nap?" Seokjin asks with a grin. "I can escort thee to the sleeping quarters if thou wish."

Feeling absolutely dumbfounded, you slam your mimosa, shake your head to try to rid it not only of whatever the hell Seokjin is going on about but also as a response to the bitterness of the drink, and then you limply wave a hand at him.

"I'm going to sit in a dark corner alone," you announce. "It was...an experience meeting you. See you later."

You turn and smile to Jiya and make your way toward one of the empty passenger rooms to lay down. From behind you, Seokjin calls, "A good experience, I presume!" to which you say, "Nope!" elongating the o, without looking back.

Once you arrive to your destination, you hang back on the deck and wait for everyone else to exit the yacht. Palm trees line the coast, and a large white and blue resort building looms just ahead. There are comfortable beach chairs along the shoreline, outdoor pools, seaside bars and many more buildings, small and large, in bright, medium woods and decorated with white or blue cloth and upholstery. 

Everything appears pristine, if not a bit sterile, and you can't help but feel a bit apprehensive about the whole thing, anticipating spilling a nice bright red daiquiri all over one of those white chairs. It would be Jiya's fault for allowing you to come along to such a nice place, you reason. 

"Fellow best person," you hear Seokjin call, holding out his elbow as if expecting you to take it. "Shall we?"

You approach and accept his invitation to be in your personal space, but you do not take Seokjin's arm. Everyone spreads out along the beach as they exit the yacht, and as you walk down the ramp and get closer to land, music from—you presume—one of the outdoor bars greets you with heavy drums and an upbeat rhythm. You do your best to ignore the way Seokjin swishes his hips along with the song.

"How long have you known Jiya?" Seokjin asks, leaning slightly to the side. He's quite tall, and you find yourself tilting your head to respond. 

"Since college. She just showed up in my life one day, and we have been inseparable ever since. How about you and Jeongguk?"

Seokjin chuckles brightly to your response, then says, "About a decade. We were both scouted for the same company and have worked together ever since." 

"That's right, I hear Jeongguk has a beautiful singing voice," you say, glancing around at your surroundings. Your sandaled feet sink into warm sand, and you adjust to walking on the new terrain. "What were you scouted for?"

Seokjin leans to the side and nudges you gently with his shoulder, causing you to look at him. "My good looks, obviously," he responds with a wink.

You stop in your tracks, squinting and studying his face. From the side, his softer features look sharper, especially his jawline, and the contrast of angles and curves certainly is attractive. Especially his deep brown eyes and those full, pillowy lips...

You bring your hand up to your eyes to block the sun and really get a good look at him. Then you shrug and say, "I don't see it," before continuing on toward the resort. 

The main building of the resort is a lavish hotel with decked-out suites containing every amenity one might need. They appear more like small apartment units than hotel rooms, or so you hear. You, unfortunately, are not staying in the resort with the rest of the friends and family, so you have not seen any of the rooms first-hand. 

You are staying behind the resort in a very fancy condo where you not only have so much free space it's stifling just how alone you are, but the only other person sharing that building with you is none other than mister Nauti, himself. 

The counters and tables in the unit resemble the mid-2000s era of restaurants and cafes where furniture seemed to be hand-carved out of driftwood for some inexplicable reason. You can't tell if the lopsided, overly polished decor is meant as a statement about recycling and conservation or simply a product of island gentrification. Either way, you're equal parts fascinated and repulsed as you wheel your suitcase through the dining area and into the bedroom to unpack.

Your bedroom is somewhat plain, with a four-poster queen-sized bed and the standard white and light blue bedding you've come to expect. There's a bedside table with a lamp, a dresser, and a wall-mounted television that you anticipate never turning on. The mattress is a decent firmness, and you're delighted to have no fewer than four pillows to wrap your limbs around later. 

Outside the front entrance, a wooden deck snakes around to the right in front of your unit to Seokjin's place. If you leave to the left down a short set of steps, you find the resort straight ahead, and behind the little condo is a firepit and small jacuzzi. You cannot, for the life of you, figure out why Jiya thought it would be a good idea to pair you with him rather than literally anyone else from the wedding party and lament probably never stepping foot in the jacuzzi for fear of having to hear some pun related to bubbles.

You do, however, plan to grab a drink from one of the oceanside bars and sit under a nice large umbrella while listening to crashing waves and cawing seagulls, and you unpack your tasteful floral two-piece bathing suit and put it on. With a very soft white beach towel wrapped around your hips, you make your way to the door and slide your sandals on. Then, you open your door and nearly jump out of your skin when you find a tall, shirtless man standing before it. 

"Seokjin, what the hell!" you half-shout as you raise a hand to your chest and squeeze your eyes closed in disbelief.

Seokjin stands with one fist raised as if he had just been about to knock, wearing only black swim shorts and holding a fluffy white towel of his own draped over his other arm. Sunglasses push the hair off his forehead, and you do your best not to glance at the exposed skin of his forehead, nor his broad shoulders, and certainly not his toned abdominals. A spot of chipped white paint on the doorframe beside him is suddenly quite fascinating.

"Sorry," Seokjin mutters, "I was coming by to see if you wanted to join me in any number of the water vessels that can be found on the property or perhaps seaside for a drink. I see you have also changed into a bathing suit."

Although having the opportunity to gawk at the half-naked man in front of you at any number of the aforementioned water vessels seems appealing, Seokjin is still someone who you consider annoying, and you don't exactly wish to spend every waking moment by his side. It's bad enough that you will have to sit near him during the wedding celebrations and pose with him in photographs. 

"I'm flattered," you mutter, tearing your eyes away from a spot on the doorframe to find an adorably expectant look on Seokjin's face. "But I was going to grab a drink and enjoy a little alone time. I have a feeling things will get hectic and I would like to clear my head for a bit."

Seokjin's expression falls, but he swiftly picks it back up with a smile. "Suit yourself," he mutters. "I hope you have a sand-tastic time."

And with that, you nod your head and close the door in Seokjin's face, then wait for his steps to retreat down the dock steps before you exit your unit.

You: You couldn't have paired me up with a bridesmaid? Why Seokjin?

Bestie: I figured you two would be together a lot during the events, so it would be a good opportunity to get to know each other! 

You: Now, why would I want to get to know Seokjin??? Have you met him before today? The man is annoying. 

Bestie: Don't be petulant. Of course I have met him! Seokjin is a very sweet guy! He's just cracking his silly jokes as icebreakers. I think you'd like him quite a bit if you gave him a chance.

You: If I have to hear one more pun, I swear!!!

Bestie: Yeah, yeah. All bark and no bite. You're just mad that Seokjin is so your type that even an anti-romantic grump like you may actually like him deep down. 

You: Excuse you??? My type??? I may actually like him???

Bestie:  I haven't seen you this flustered in years.

You: Flustered????????????

Bestie: Admit it...you can't wait to *sea* him later...

You: I'm blocking you. Goodbye forever. Good luck with your wedding!

Bestie: <3

You set your phone onto the table beside your cozy seaside chair with a huff and then bring the last of your daiquiri to your lips, sucking in mostly air in an obnoxious gurgling sound of straw against moist glass. You sigh and dread having to stand up and walk back to the bar, but swing your legs over the side of the chair, grab your phone and empty glass, and make your way over. 

Though the bar isn't too far from where you sat, the music that plays from small overhead speakers only becomes apparent as you approach. You find yourself so distracted by your thoughts of what the rest of the extended weekend may look like that you don't notice a familiar face leaning against the bar top. 

"Whale, whale, whale," Seokjin pipes up, pulling you from your thoughts. You jump slightly, glare at him for startling you twice in one hour, and roll your eyes.

"Does that really work for you?" you tease.

"What's that?" Seokjin responds, leaning with his elbow on the bar and his cheek against his fist. The curve of his torso accentuates his lithe but toned figure, and you do your best to hold your gaze on his face only.

"The puns," you respond sharply.

 Seokjin grins. "Don't you think they make me sound so-fish-ticated?"

"No." 

Seokjin eyes your figure up and down, making you feel acutely aware that you left your towel behind. Then he stands up straight and takes a step closer. "They don't have your seal of approval?"

"Absolutely not."

With one more step, Seokjin towers over you. There's mirth and something indiscernible pooling in his dark eyes, and you hold your ground, doing your best to appear unaffected by him being this close, but butterflies in your stomach swarm and swoop and make you extremely anxious. 

"What's the matter with telling jokes?" Seokjin asks, voice much deeper than before. "Afraid to come out of your shell and live a little?"

You didn't feel so intoxicated moments ago, but now you're lightheaded and unable to stand your ground, with heat rising from your chest to your cheeks. Your lips fumble around air, trying to speak before your brain can catch up with anything but a weak, "I—"

Seokjin's voice drops even deeper as he says, "Come on, sweetheart. I bet you'd be reel fun if you opened up a little."

You feel frozen in your spot, suddenly only able to comprehend the loud whooshing of the ocean and your own heartbeat. Seokjin winks and backs away, saying, "You know where to find me, should you change your mind," leaving you to stand in shock as you attempt to get your bearings again. 

Two can play this game. If Seokjin wants to eye you up and call you sweetheart with that patronizing tone of his, then you're going to give him a run for his money. As you get ready for the wedding party dinner that's scheduled to take place inside the resort, you put on a satin black modern Hanbok top that accentuates your curves nicely, paired with short black shorts that bring out the shapes of your legs in a manner you find more than agreeable. 

Dressing up fancy is something you are not overly fond of, and performing femininity gets exhausting at times, but you want Seokjin to look at you—you want to dangle yourself in front of him like a pretty piece of bait only to retract yourself at the last moment. 

With a deep sigh, you fight with your brain against imagining him as a fish and you as a lure, refusing to let all his stupid puns get to you and focus on the shiny lip gloss you apply. This stuff only comes out on special occasions. 

You're surprised to find the walk to the resort lonely and wonder if Seokjin is a fashionably early or fashionably late kind of guy. Although it's close to the time requested to meet up, you expect to grab a drink at the bar and chat with more of the wedding party. 

However, when you arrive, Seokjin is already at the bar, talking with one of the bridesmaids. His arm is stretched over the edge of the counter, and he's leaning in very close as he says something that causes her to laugh. There's a pang of something that hits your guts, and you swallow the lump in your throat as you move past your original destination and find Jiya and Jeongguk already seated at the large table with two other members of the bridal party. 

Obviously, you're not jealous; that would be foolish. You are simply annoyed with Seokjin for apparently being such an unabashed slut and using you for his own entertainment. Again, two can play this game. 

Hoseok walks in just in the nick of time, right as you're taking your seat in front of your best friend, and you stand and say, "Hoseok!" sweetly elongating the vowels as you stretch your arms for a hug. Hoseok gladly accepts and pulls you in, groaning as he hugs you tight. 

"I was hoping you'd be happy to see me again," Hoseok mutters in your ear, and you bite your bottom lip, remembering the last time you saw Hoseok, tangled in his pale yellow sheets covered in a sheen of sweat. 

"Of course," you respond, pulling from the hug. You eye Hoseok up and down with a grin, taking in his sharp, pretty features and willowy yet muscular frame that's hugged nice and tight by his deep blue satin modern Hanbok top and tight black jeans. His hair is wavy and overgrown, perfect for tugging on, and you smile as your eyes drift down to his heart-shaped lips. "Who wouldn't be happy to see you?"

Hoseok and you have a history. Not an extensive history, but history enough. Jiya introduced the two of you after you got out of a somewhat turbulent relationship, and while you weren't—and still aren't—interested in jumping into anything serious, you didn't hesitate to jump into Hoseok's bed. He doesn't seem to mind being a rebound, and you continue to flirt whenever your paths cross. And, often, your crossing paths tend to converge into one that leads straight to one of your bedrooms. 

It had occurred to you that perhaps you would have another tryst with Hoseok on this trip, but Jiya recently mentioned he might be dating someone, so you've been trying not to let yourself get too excited to see him. You're thankful, at least, for such a warm, welcoming hug, even if his flirty nature is just a tease.

Rather than settle back in, you take your time really gassing Hoseok up. The rest of the party is beginning to join you, and as you rub his arm slowly and tell him how handsome he looks, you catch a certain someone approaching from the bar in the periphery. You're in the middle of asking Hoseok what he's been up to when Jeongguk tells Seokjin to sit across from him, which is the seat right next to yours. 

Hoseok also sits beside you, and as you take your seat between both men, your heart begins to race. Heat rises to your cheeks, and you hope that nobody can discern the kind of state you're in as you try to decide just what the fuck to do.

"I would like to raise a toast," Jiya says, standing with her glass of wine. Everyone grabs their glass of wine or cocktail, if they've ordered one, and lifts it to join the toast. You notice Seokjin has his body angled toward you as he holds his right arm up, and you feel yourself shift toward the left, as if to create more space between the two of you. 

"I know this is a lot, and we haven't had much time to settle in and get your bearings, but Jeongguk and I really appreciate having you all here. Drink and eat to your heart's content, and tomorrow let the festivities begin!"

Everyone cheers and drinks to Jiya and Jeongguk, and you pull your white wine to your lips for a sip, letting the cold, bitter drink settle in and fill you with a hint of warmth. One of the guys in Jeongguk's party steals Hoseok's attention, so you stare at your wine glass, hoping that either food will arrive soon, or the wine glass will spontaneously explode and a nice big shard will mercifully kill you.

From your right, a deep voice says, "I hope these drinks can tide us over until dinner arrives," and you sigh, take a gulp of your wine, grit your teeth and shift in your seat, turning at an angle toward Seokjin. 

"Why?" You snap, watching Seokjin with widened, annoyed eyes. 

"Why, wh—"

"Why can't you just...be normal? Why do you have to make jokes all the time? I don't enjoy it; are you doing it to annoy me?"

Seokjin's expression falls, and he looks away from you at the table before him, eyes surveying the scenery as if he's searching for something. You feel guilty for snapping at him and take a deep breath.

"Seokjin, look, I'm sorry, I—"

"No, no," Seokjin responds, waving a hand as if to dismiss your apology. He looks downcast, like he's just been rejected. You can't quite put your finger on the emotions that swirl around inside you, but you don't like the shift in tone between the two of you, and you begin to worry you may have actually hurt the man who you're supposed to spend the most time with on this trip. 

Then Seokjin turns to you with a devious smirk, sending a chill through you. "I'm sorry if my jokes of-fin-ded you."

Your jaw sets, eyes narrow, and your blood begins to boil. Just who the hell does this man think he is? You open your mouth, ready to give Seokjin a piece of your mind, when he leans in close—too close and mutters, "You are just...absolutely stunning when you are angry. I almost feel bad for riling you up so much, but...gosh, you just make it so easy."

Shock settles over you like a heavy blanket, and all you can do is stare at Seokjin, feeling absolutely dumbfounded. Your heart pounds, dizzying you, and as much as you want to find something quippy to say in response, your brain and mouth have pumped the brakes. 

Seokjin hums, still leaning in your personal space. "Stunned into silence is a good look, too, quite honestly."

All you can do is blink and gawk at Seokjin as your mind buffers. Thankfully a server comes by and sets plates of food in front of you and the rest of the party, pulling you from your thoughts. There's a mix of Indian and Korean food spread out over the table, with beautiful entrees and more side dishes than you can fully comprehend, filling the air with a spicy, savory aroma. 

Everything looks expertly prepared, but even as your mouth waters, all you can focus on is Seokjin's words, and you're not sure how you feel. 

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