#Lee Angel Jewelry

[joonggphilia]

🩵🤍My Angel🤍🩵

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Pairing: Idol! Lee Know x Idol! Male Reader Genre: Fluff, fluff, and more fluff CW: mentions of unrequited love? A/n: I’m really excited about this ask. I adore descriptive writing so this was write up my ally. I think I should write a part 2 for this one <3 ———————————————————————

Music blasted, shoes squealed against the ground, mirrors fogged. Thunder was a new group in the industry and they were determined to rise to the top. Practices were intense, none stop, and one can be sure that the members were incredibly sore after. The music slowly faded making it so all that could be heard was the rigid breathing among the boys who were currently using the studio. “Get some water! That was the best run yet, I’m so proud of us. We deserve a win with this performance.” Said a (h/c) boy, as he sank to the floor. “M/n, are you sure.” Asked one of the members, taking a long sip from his water bottle. “I’m confident. You guys are amazing, and we worked for this.” M/n replied, a glowing smile painting his face. M/n was the proud leader of Thunder. He was well known in the industry for his unreal personality, and visuals. Sure there were people like Choi Yeonjun, the 4th gen it boy, or Wonyoung the it girl. M/n was the 4th gen angel. He was notorious for being pleasant and sweet to anyone who crossed his path. Another thing that was for sure was that he loved his members with all his heart. He was confident and commanded respect…..in a way they made your heart melt, of course.

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The day had finally come, Thunder had made their way up into the big leagues. They were just getting ready to head on stage for the showcase. The outfits for their concept were drop dead gorgeous. They wore white, lacy, formal wear with beautiful diamond jewelry. M/n makeup artist gave him a look that suited him extremely well. His face was glowing, almost as if he had cried. Around his pink dusted eyes was glitter and diamond gems. He looked so beautiful. M/n was popular with fans all around the world, but he was also popular with other idols. One person in particular, had fallen for his charm. That person was none other than Lee Know of Stray Kids. He got into the habit of frequently playing Thunder’s music in the background of his lives and bringing up how his bias was M/n. He couldn’t hide his smitten attitude anymore. “Minho, Thunder is about to perform. I’ll go watch with you if you’d like!” Recommended Bang Chan, leaving his corner of the dressing room to check in an all the members. “That’d be awesome. Let’s go.” Replied Lee Know, grabbing his hand and running backstage. The mad dash was worth it. Lee Know watched in awe as M/n glided across the stage. M/n was the main dancer in his group, but he was trained in ballet and contemporary. Thunder’s unique dance style got them a lot of attention. They had a more technical and contemporary feel to their choreography, unless the song called for something more high energy. “This is the best part!” Squealed Lee Know as he patted Bang Cahn’s shoulder. M/n walked to center stage and broke out into a set of fouettés. The crowd erupted into applause and cheers. Lee Know’s eyes never left his idol. He began to think to himself. Was M/n stay, a fan, did M/n know that he existed? His palms were sweaty, he really did like M/n a lot, but he had a feeling the feelings weren’t requited

——————————————————————— M/n was walking back to his dressing room when he suddenly felt a tap on the shoulder, causing him to turn around, only to make eye contact with the one and only Lee Minho! He froze up. “Uhm, hey. You looked really good out there, super impressive for a rookie group!” The brunette spoke, awkwardly fiddling with the hem of his shirt. M/n broke from his trance and began to bow, covering up his flustered face. “Thank you, it means a lot coming from a member of Stray kids!” M/n stated, bowing once more. Lee Know got butterflies hearing him say this. “Your a fan?” Lee Know asked, manifesting a yes. “Am I a fan? Of course I am! You guys are awesome, a huge inspiration of mine.” M/n chirped, a wide smile growing on his face. “Thanks, I’m glad we inspire you. You’re catching up to us pretty fast, I’m actually a big fan of Thunder.” Lee Know, stated, his chest puffy out with pride. This made M/n giggle “So it’s true! My fans always say you’re my biggest fan and that you guys are competing for that spot on my list.” This gave Lee Know a chance. “M/n, give me your number and that’ll prove I’m your biggest fan.” He bluntly asked. M/n didn’t say a word, just grabbed his phone and handed it to the grinning man before him, their finger tips brushing slightly. Lee Know set his contact on M/n’s phone as “Biggest Fan” to prove his point. “Can I see yours?” M/n asked holding his hand out for Lee Know’s phone. He took it and changed his contact, shutting it off and handing it back. “Let’s hang out sometime, Lee Minho.” M/n said, shaking the other male’s hand. “It’s a date, M/n L/n.” He sneered, causing both of them to blush and giggle.

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Once Lee Know got back to the dorms he checked his phone, only to drop it on his face when he read a small “hi” from a certain someone. The contact read -My Angel-

[lowkeyrobin]

Can u do like general dating bill kaulitz headcannons I swear I only ever see NSFW

yeah of course!!! ; and dw I feel the same way 😭 I beg of fandoms in general to at least just use the smut tag properly that way ppl can filter it / just tag smut instead of ___ smut lmaoo ; thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!!

BILL KAULITZ ; dating shenanigans

summary ; dating stuff with Bill!

warnings ; language

word count ; 430

masterlist

matching piercings are a must I'm afraid

you share clothes religiously, especially if you have opposite clothing aesthetics, it just be that way

lots of matching jewelry too, if not, then bracelets at least

belts are just a universally traded item for you two idk

he loves just getting to know you more each and every day, like the music you listen to, he'll participate in your hobbies with you, you'll go shopping together etc etc

he always brings you along for shopping trips / sprees, he needs to make sure he looks hot 😔🙏

lovesss taking pictures with you 🫶

you 100% have matching tattoos (took like three or four years to get them though, obviously)

he does the hugging you from behind and stuffing his hands in your pockets thing 🤞

you met at an instrument store/workshop whatever you call it

tom needed one of his guitars re-stringed and he came along

you were restocking stuff around the shop and his eyes landed on you

BAM

instantly fell in love. you're literally like the love at first sight / friends to lovers dynamic

tom obviously caught on and gave his brother the balls to go talk to you

he doesn't even know why he's nervous, probably because he doesn't know how to start conversation, but he decided to compliment your hair

most the weird parasocial fangirls aren't your biggest fan but the nice ones adore you

you never even really went 100% public, you were at most just hanging out in public, everything else stayed private for a multitude of reasons (understandable)

tom is literally your biggest shipper

georg and gustav are like your nephews 💀

got a whole family out of one dude fr

you confessed first

he didn't think you'd like him back so he gave up on his crush on you

like sir stuffing a crush away and continuing to basically love that person isn't gonna help

you got him some flowers and got him a signed cd from one of his idols and asked him out

literally freaked out 😭

"do you wanna go out sometime?"

"YES! YES! OH MY GOSH YES"

finally, songs that would kinda summarize your relationship!

love on the brain ; rihanna

give ; sleep token

take me back to eden ; sleep token

the summoning ; sleep token

every time you leave ; i prevail & delaney jane

him ; tokio hotel

angel eyes ; new years day & chris motionless

1000 years ; bush & amy lee

alkaline ; sleep token

as young as we are ; tokio hotel

love who loves you back ; tokio hotel

[cuddlebugfelix]

( ♡︎ ) . . . SORA’S STRAY KIDS FAMILY HEADCANON

age - 21 / 22

occupation - supermodel

relationship status - single

( 📓 ) . . . her background

she’s the one and only daughter of the family, she became a model when she graduated from high school being the top of her class. she currently lives in france but visits her family, bringing expensive gifts. fashion, luxury and her looks are the only things she cares about. you’ll always see her talking photos of her outfits and posing with her new luxury bags. her eye starts to twitch if you ask her why she’s banned from visiting sweden ever again.

( 🎧 ) . . . her hobbies

showing off jewelry

sucking up to grandparents to be the #1 beneficiary

online shopping

bribing the government to clear her criminal records

( 💿 ) . . . her relationship with the family

bangchan - ★☆☆☆☆ (likes to chew on her bag handles)

aunt lee know - ★★★★★ (gets to keep sora’s old outfits)

uncle seungmin - ★★★★★ (only because his wife does)

grandma i.n - ★★★★★ (bought her a beach house)

grandpa felix - ★★★★★ (thinks of her as his little angel)

hyunjin - ★★☆☆☆ (knows why she can’t enter sweden)

han - ★☆☆☆☆ (she doesn’t like his cooking)

changbin - ★★★★★ (thinks she’s the coolest sister ever)

2023 © cuddlebugfelix

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Pairing : Yandere!Lee Felix x F!Reader TW : yandere behavior ; guilt tripping ; arguing ; pure angst honestly, I'm sorry ; it's just sad ; but Felix has a positive character arc ; it's just short and sad ; Word Count : 4.1k

Everyone had scars, some were small, some were larger… Everyone’s scars were different. Some fade until they’re so close to healed that most can’t even see them, others are different colored, standing out as they contrast against one’s skin so beautifully that you couldn’t imagine the person without it. Scars were, once created, simply a part of you, a visual reminder of moments long past, and for some people, hopefully long forgotten. 

You were part of that “some”, but it was much harder to forget the cause of your scar when the cause of it was living alongside you, trying to move on from it, dust it under the rug, as if it hadn’t happened at all. The scars weren’t just left in the palm of your hand and along your fingertips where you gripped the glass shards a little too tight… Scars weren’t saved solely to be left across flawless skin. They were everywhere. 

Divots left in painted walls from where objects crashed against them during heated arguments, vivid memories flashing before your eyes of the moment that created those marks, the fear that you had felt, the pain and stinging in your hands, the burning in your eyes from the tears. Those memories played back every single day that you stepped foot into the entryway of your home, your eyes immediately landing on the chipped paint, the discoloration in the spot where you had attempted, and failed, to cover up another hole. 

Scars weren’t meant to be hidden, no matter how painful they were, they were simply a part of you, a part of the house, a part of everything now. It was hard for you to look at, and you knew that it wasn’t any easier for Felix. 

“Hey, angel…” He chimed cheerfully as he opened the front door just enough to peek around it, a beautiful smile gracing his freckled face. The beauty that you once saw there had all but vanished though, all you could see was the phantom face of anger that you couldn’t seem to clear from your mind, from your memories. Even still, you loved him, you knew that somewhere deep down inside of you, you loved him immensely, but that love would never make right what he had done wrong. “Look what I got you!” He playfully sauntered over to you, and the bag that he had been trying to hide behind his back was pulled out and laid on the floor in front of you as you sat on the couch. 

The gifts were endless, you had enough jewelry to open up your own jewelry store, and most of the items you received hadn’t even had a chance to be worn yet before he had gotten you another piece. “You didn’t have to.” Your voice was quiet, you were always quiet around him, fear of setting off his anger, having you as timid as a mouse, only wanting to get through each day without an argument, without another episode on his end. “I just… I have so much… The jewelry box is getting filled… And…” 

His finger came up to your lips, pressing the tip of it against them to shush you as he smiled softly. “I kind of noticed that myself.” He murmured softly, lifting the bag up off the floor and placing it on your lap now. “That’s why I didn’t get you jewelry this time. I got you something else… Something better hopefully.” He kept his spot on the floor in front of you, sitting on his knees as he watched you wearily reach into the bag before pulling out the surprise. 

“What’s this?” You questioned, the paper that had been folded inside the bag was now being undone, held between shaky fingers as you tried to read over the words that were written there. “It says… It’s a marriage license? For who?” You laid the paper down on your lap as you looked at him, and for a moment he just stared back at you, waiting for you to tell him that you were joking, but the continued silence had him nervously chuckling as he grabbed your hands lightly, slipping his fingers between yours. 

“For us, silly!” The attempt at lightening the mood was for nothing, especially as he watched your gaze drop down to the paper, not even a glimmer of happiness in your eyes. “We’ve been together long enough, don’t you think?” He questioned, his nervousness only growing as he continued to watch you, wondering what you were thinking, what was going on in your mind. 

Your head shook, and he could see that your breathing had become almost labored, your leg bouncing. You looked terrified, and while he wished he could say he didn’t know the reason, that would have been a lie. He knew that the reason was him, because of his brief moment of anger that had scarred you both mentally and physically, and it seemed like the damage he had caused was permanent. “We can’t…” You muttered, pulling your hands away from his to fold the paper back up and slip it back into the bag before handing it back over to him. 

It definitely wasn’t what he had expected. Maybe he had become so used to the fear that he had caused in you, a fear that had you immediately agreeing to whatever he had asked of you, and while it made him feel guilty, ultimately, it made things simpler for him. “What do you mean we can’t? Of course we can, that’s what the paper is for, that’s why I have it.” He tried to sound calm as he pulled the paper back out of the bag, laying it on the coffee table in front of you. “All you have to do is sign it, angel.” 

Your eyes closed as you turned away from him, turned away from the paper. “With what name? I’m still missing, you know?” He gritted his teeth, carding his fingers through his hair. You hadn’t talked back this much in a while, and you rarely ever got an attitude like this with him, that’s why he was getting irritated. He wasn’t used to this kind of behavior from you.

“I’ll get you a new name then, easy as pie.” He stated, and most people would laugh, they’d think it was some kind of joke, but you knew better. It wasn’t a joke at all, and he could easily get you a different name, change your entire identity. “I want to marry you, angel. I want you to be mine.” 

You laughed humorlessly, getting up off the couch which only had that feeling of rejection settling deeper in his stomach. “I don’t want to be someone new… I want to be me. But I guess you get to choose whether I get that or not too.” He was absolutely dumbfounded at the voice you seemed to get out of nowhere, the way you spoke to him, it wasn’t normal at all. 

“You know that if we go in and sign your actual name on the paper you’ll immediately be taken away from me.” He scrambled to his feet as he said it, rushing over to you and placing his hands on your shoulders. You had never heard him so desperate, pleading with you to understand. 

“Would that be so bad?” And while you loved him, you truly did, there was no doubt that feeling, you loved the man that had smiled at you at the fan sign, the man that you had dreamt about night after night. Hell, you even came to love the man who had kidnapped you from the event, and maybe, maybe before everything you would have jumped at the opportunity to change your name, to become his and solely his through the signing of the paper that he had laid in front of you. The man that stood before you now, the man whose eyes glistened with unshed tears, that man scared you. You were unable to think of anything but what he had done to you, what he had said, the way he had acted… That wasn’t the man that you loved. 

A shaky breath poured from his lips as he took a staggering step back, your words like a slap to the face. “What do you mean?” He whispered, unsure of whether he wanted to actually know what you meant at all. “You don’t… You don’t actually want to be taken away from me… Do you? You don’t want to leave me… Y-You can’t.” 

Your head shook, your tongue snapping against the roof of your mouth as you shrugged your shoulders, his hands falling to his sides as he watched you. “I can’t? Or is it just that you won’t let me?” It was a rhetorical question, you both knew damn well that he wouldn’t ever let you out of the house, he wouldn’t ever risk the chance of your being found, but his eyes still went wide at the fact that you were brazen enough to call him out on that. “That’s why the whole marriage thing is pointless… You own me anyway. It’s not like I could ever leave you, you won’t let that happen.” 

It was a double whammy, multiple strikes to his heart. Sure, he might not have lost you physically, you were still exactly where he wanted you to be, but everything that he loved about you was gone. “You… You treat me like a damn villain or something. I love you… Isn’t that enough?” 

You scoffed loudly, throwing your hands up in the air sarcastically. “Oh, you love me? Because throwing vases and hot mugs of coffee at people is like, so loving, I should have known. Sorry.” 

“You’re so fucking hung up on the past. How many times do you want me to apologize for that? I’m not the one who put the fucking glass in your hand, Y/N! You cut yourself with it! And I’m the one who fixed it up, or did you forget that part?” 

“Are you fucking kidding me!?” You screeched, your fingers gripping at strands of your own hair, on the verge of ripping it out as you stared at him in disbelief. “You threw the fucking vase at me, Felix! You want me to thank you for fixing my hand after cutting it on the glass that you shattered?! I can’t believe you’re still blaming that shit on me!” Hot tears of anger poured down your cheeks, and neither of you could bring yourselves to look at one another. The tension in the room was thick, and it always seemed to end like this. Your relationship had never been perfect, but at one point it had been sweet, it had been soft, but now it was volatile. Almost every single conversation that the two of you had ended like this, there wasn’t a single day that went by without an argument. 

“Why won’t you just let it go?” He muttered exasperatedly, his hands running over his face before falling limp at his sides once more. “It’s like you want to fight with me… You want me to tell you to leave again… You actually want to leave…” 

That realization hit him like a brick, it had his stomach turning and bile rising in his throat. “Is this any better for either of us, Felix? How much longer can the two of us live like this? I’m tired of fighting with you over the same shit. I’m just tired of this…” And your voice didn’t leave a mere inch for him to doubt your words. You sounded exhausted, not from lack of sleep… Not from anything physical… You were exhausted from him, from being with him. 

“You’re not even giving me a chance…” He mumbled, trying to swallow back his lunch that was making its way back up. “I don’t want to fight with you… I love you, angel… I do… I’ll be better. I’ll stop… I’ll try not to get angry, I will. Just, give me a chance… I’ll show you… I promise.” 

“What’s the point?” You muttered, turning away from him to go to the bedroom. What he had thought the marriage papers would lead to was the exact opposite of what had actually happened, and now he was left stunned silent in the middle of the kitchen. You hadn’t just stopped loving him, it felt like you truly hated him now, and that hurt more than anything. He didn’t want to let you go, he didn’t want to let you leave, but living like this was no good for either of you, you were right about that. 

He honestly didn’t want to fight with you, it broke his heart every time he did, and the more fights that happened, the more you’d pull away from him. It seemed unavoidable though. Every single time he tried to do something nice for you you’d blow it off, or you’d just get more upset, finding something wrong with it. It’s not like he didn’t know that what he had done before was wrong, he was faced with the reminder of it every day. There was the scar on your hand that not only reminded him of how awful he had been, but it was a constant reminder to you. That was something that he could never remove, he couldn’t get rid of that for you as much as he wanted to, and he feared that things would never get better, things would never go back to the way they were.

A whole two weeks off of work, it was a vacation for him and the rest of the guys since they had worked so hard, and while he was tired and wanted nothing more than to go home and spend the next 14 days relaxing and being with you, he knew that things wouldn’t be like that. In all honesty, he didn’t want that vacation yet, he wanted to wait until things were even slightly close to the normal that once was before he spent time with you. 

He was scared, terrified that the next two weeks would be nothing but arguing, and by the end of the vacation you’d be gone or he’d have completely lost his mind. He was thinking of any and every way to try to keep the peace between the two of you, but the only thing that seemed remotely plausible was for him to just try to stay as far away from you, give you your space, and hope that maybe you’d come around. 

When he got home and walked through the door, you were sitting at the table, the jewelry box that he had gotten you forever ago was propped open in front of you. His interest was piqued, but he didn’t really know whether to question what you were doing or let you continue with it in silence. It was actually really nice to see you not only looking at everything he had gotten you over the span of time that you had been together, but you were polishing every piece. Somewhere deep down, you still cared, and that was enough for him to want to keep trying. 

“One month… anniversary? Gift…? No… Dammit…” You grunted, holding one of the bracelets up and staring at it. He remembered it clearly, he remembered getting it for you, he remembered giving it to you. It was the 3rd month anniversary gift, and his heart panged with a certain sadness that you didn’t remember it as clearly as he did. “Such an idiot…” You mumbled, and that sadness quickly turned to irritation, his only assumption was that those words, that insult, were meant for him. “Why can’t you remember?” Your voice got softer, and then there was a choked off sob as you carefully placed the bracelet back into the box, closing the lid before resting your forehead against it. 

It became incredibly clear that, not only were you not talking to him, but you hadn’t even noticed that he had come in yet. “Angel…” He spoke gently, cautiously walking towards you, but you slowly lifted your head and when he saw how puffy your eyes were and your dampened cheeks, he didn’t care about caution, all he wanted to do was hold you and do anything he could to make you happy again. “What happened? What’s wrong?” His words were rushed as he dropped to the floor in front of you, grabbing your hands and holding them in his own. 

“I can’t… I can’t remember anything…” You whispered, inhaling shakily as a tear rolled down your cheek and clung to your chin before falling to your lap. “I don’t want to forget… I’m scared…” You gasped out, your fingers tightening around his hands as you shook your head. 

It wasn’t anything new to him, not entirely. You had always had trouble remembering specific dates during your relationship, and he always thought that it was just because you didn’t pay attention. Now it was scaring him, he didn’t know just how bad it was. “What do you remember, angel?” He questioned softly, his thumb brushing against your knuckles, but you quickly pulled your hands away, turning your palms up and looking down at the scar that ran across the length of your hand. 

“You… You were so mean… I was scared… Scared of losing you…” You muttered, your fingers closing as you made your hands into fists, holding them closer to yourself. “I… I don’t know why…” You stammered, dropping your head and squeezing your eyes shut. 

Things were starting to make sense, why you held on so closely to that one memory, why you always brought it up. It was the one thing that you had physical evidence of happening, the scar was always there. You didn’t want to fight with him, it’s just the only thing you could really remember, the only memory that you could hold onto, and his heart shattered as he remembered all the times he fought with you for bringing it up. “Do you remember how we met… Do you know what I do?” He wanted to help, he really did, but he had never felt so helpless before, especially when he watched the way your nose scrunched up, your forehead creased in deep thought. 

“We… We went to school together… Right?” There was a hopeful smile on your face as you said it, a gleam in your eyes that he didn’t have the heart to watch burn out if he told you differently, so he nodded his head quickly in agreement. “You… And you… You’re in music… I remember that. I just… I don’t… I forgot what kind of music…” 

You really didn’t remember anything, it was absolutely terrifying beyond belief. “See, you remember!” He said as lightly as he could, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. He hated lying to you, it was one thing that he swore he’d never do… But was it actually lying if that’s what you thought the truth was? It’s not like you were 100% wrong either. 

The gears in his mind started turning. He could easily, very easily use this to his advantage, as fucked as it seems. It would be for you though. Everything that he did was for you, because he loved you, because he loves you. “How long have we been together?” You asked, and it almost seemed like you were getting excited, waiting for him to tell you everything, hoping that his words would spark memories in your mind. How far could he go with this? Would you be able to call him out on his lies or would you just remember things the way that he said they were? 

“A while…” He said vaguely, getting up from the floor to sit in the chair beside you as he opened up the jewelry box and pulled out a couple pieces. “Every single piece in here is from an anniversary…” He stated, and it wasn’t a lie, but he didn’t elaborate on what kind of anniversary, hoping that your mind would jump to the immediate conclusion that it was yearly anniversaries instead of monthly. 

You looked through the box again, your eyebrows furrowing as you pulled out a particular bracelet, your bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you chewed on it in deep thought. “Two… Two years…” You whispered to yourself, and then you smiled brightly as you showed the bracelet to him. “Two years, right? This… The bracelet is from our two years… And it’s the newest one…” He nodded in agreement, plucking the bracelet from your fingers and then clasping it around your wrist. “I remember this one the most…” 

Of course you would, it held the most memories, it was the worst day that the two of you had, and as much as he hated the fact that you held onto any kind of negative memory, it was a memory nonetheless. “Angel…” He whispered, a feeling of guilt had him sinking into his chair. He couldn’t… He couldn’t lie to you. You meant too much to him, and he wanted you to remember everything the way he did. He wanted you to remember the love he gave you, how he chose you out of millions of people, millions of fans, you were the only one he wanted, the only one he’d ever want. 

He pulled out his wallet, carefully sliding out the little square piece of paper that you had given him at the fansign, tediously opening it so that it wouldn’t rip before sliding it across the table to lay in front of you. “That’s cute…” You mused, leaning in closer to look at the words that lined the paper, and he knew when you got to the bottom, your back straightening as you looked up at the ceiling. You had seen your name at the bottom, the heart around it, and he hoped, prayed that it was working. “Not school… No… It was… What was it?” 

You looked to him desperately, trying to find the answers from him. “A fansign… And you were the most beautiful, the sweetest girl I’ve ever seen, I’ve ever met. I knew right then and there that I loved you… And I know, I know that I’ve gone about things the wrong way, but I love you. I knew I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you, and I was, I still am terrified of losing you…” He took a deep breath, holding back his own tears as he watched your face light up, that look of innocence tinted with excitement in your eyes, it was the look that you had given him at the fansign. “I’ve messed up, I messed up horribly… And I know you remember, but there’s so much more to remember than just that. I need you to remember because you’re everything to me. I can’t lose you….” 

Your head tilted to the side, worry mixed with confusion masked your face as you reached out to wipe his tears. “I remember the fighting… I don’t like it… What else did you do? I’m sure… I’m sure I’ll still love you… I feel it. I know I love you, that’s one thing that I remember… that feeling… and I only feel it when I see you.” 

He gasped softly, cupping your face in his hands as he nodded his head, knowing that he’d have to tell you, he’d tell you everything. Anything that you wanted to know, he’d give you all the answers. You deserved that. “I love you too… I love you more than anything…” He pressed his lips to yours before resting his forehead against your own. “I’ll take care of you forever and ever and always… I’ll make sure you remember everything, you’ll never forget. I’ll remind you every single day… Okay?” 

And he would, because it wasn’t just about him now. It was never about him, it had always been about you and it always will be. It didn’t matter what it took, nothing mattered but you. He’d spend the next two weeks and every day, week, month, and year after that making sure you don’t forget, making sure that the memories that he was able to look back on so fondly stuck with you too. He loved you, and he’d give up everything to make sure you remembered that. It was you and him, since the first time he laid eyes on you, he knew that. You were an angel, you were his angel, and he was devoted to you, he’d protect you, and he’d love you until his days were gone, and even if yours ended before his, his life would always be centered around you. It’ll always be you. 

[lgcjino]

SHE LEFT HIM IN THE DARK WITH HER WINGS IN THE SUN — ATTICUS .

🪽 THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL .

jino goes into the fitting head empty but open to ideas. 

what he wasn’t expecting for the designer to have so many ideas that would have jino leaving the initial appointment with many things to consider. it was easy to say that jino was not of the fashion-forward mind: not when his daily wardrobe consisted of a pair of nicely fitted jeans that ran straight to just below his ankle and a clean t-shirt that was monotonously similar to the dozen of other t-shirts he had at his disposal. he was no adventurous nor did he pretend to be so, he wore what was comfortable, accessible and brought ease to his daily life. 

( aka what could easily be swapped for gym athleisure at a single notice for when he decided to work out )

coming to the second appointment, jino has not really made up his mind but comes prepared with some notes (read: one note). the only input jino really gives is that he wants to stray from offense and the obvious ‘in-your-face’ religious concept that the designer had first proposed. as someone who doesn’t practice the faith, he didn’t want to give the wrong idea or offend by donning something that could otherwise be considered a ‘mockery’ of it. rather than saying the inspiration was for saint gabriel, the angel who brought news of jesus’ birth, they come to a compromise of instead rearing the concept for an ensemble that would touch upon the idea in a more atheistical perspective:

herein lies the conception of the christmas angel.

THE DESIGNER INSPIRATION & EVENTUAL STYLIZATION .

( 1 ) gold flakes in messily slicked back hair. ( 2 ) stars. ( 3 ) saint gabriel aka the christmas angel. ( 4 ) white crocus flowers stitched in gold. ( 5 & 6 ) gold motifs, gold wings stitched into the shoulder to the mid-to-lower back of the suit jacket. ( 7 ) see #9. ( 8 ) (pictured below) a gold winged key necklace & (not pictured) a gold tennis bracelet and index finger knuckle ring. ( 9 ) so much body glitter that he was just asking for the holy spirit to come for him

a little background information of the designer jino had the pleasure of working with: because i could not stfu and this is fun 

 the designer that paired up with jino goes by the name xiwoo lee. a zainichi korean who was born in osaka, japan. he graduated from osaka bunka fashion college and came under the guidance of tsumori chisato. after he became independent, he was active as a costume maker and a embroidery artist until 2021. there he made his debut with his own collection, going from japan to korea frequently; despite this, he releases works irregularly.

THE FOCAL POINT IS THE JACKET .

lined with a velvet as dark as twilight, the inner lining is also hand-stiched with ivory crocus flora to signify the beginnings of spring and the ending of winter as crocus flowers are known to bloom even in the midst of a fallen snowbed. the feathers are constructed from silk; about 300 were made for the pair of 'wings' at the suit's back of a single breasted jacket.

the jacket is paired with an accompanying trouser of similar velvet; sewn at the seams with a subtle gold thread and gold fastenings. 

he carries three jewelry pieces: a gold winged key necklace, neatly tucked into the neckline of his jacket; a gold tennis bracelet; and a index finger knuckle ring. jino isn’t used to jewelry aside from a necklace his mother gifted him for his eighteenth birthday so that was taken into account with how they accessorized him. all in all, the main show was to be the back of the jacket so adornments were kept at the utmost minimum, if possible. as his ears are not pierced, they forgo any other pieces.

his hair is slicked back, some of it flickering out at the end, some of it flexing forward into his eyes. it’s neat but not really to juxtapose the intricacy of the wings at his back. it’s a hairstyle jino doesn’t sport often (or at all, for that matter) — definitely something outside of his comfort zone — as it highlights his wide forehead. the stylist even had his brows trimmed because of the way his hair was arranged; the bushiness of his usual brow was not the look they were going for.

and lastly, he is dusted with what was supposed to be a subtle sheen of gold body glitter — but when he went to wash it off that night, the glitter was not subtle nor was it little as it washed down the drain — going from his jaw into the depths of his abdominal muscles. 

( having helped put the glitter on, if you were in hand-to-hand contact with jino during that night, you probably got a little glitter on you )

MORE INFORMATION, THE DAY OF .

the day of, jino will be equipped with little hand warmers stuffed into the pocket of his trousers because the likelihood that xiwoo lee will let him wear something underneath the jacket is zilch because it ruins the fantasy. so, he is quite literally freezing on the carpet.

he is currently fasting and dehydrated and had to be under a very strict diet/workout regimen to further amplify his abdominal muscles despite the very slight hint of them being seen — the focal point were his back muscles (the upper traps and rhomboids) because those were on full display from the back of the jacket.

unexpectedly, perhaps due to the lack of a proper shirt, jino keeps the jacket on for the whole night — even if the wings did began to itch at his lower waist by the end.

OTHER .

'vogue' template

actual suit is by a designer named tanaka daisuke from his 2022 a/w show

better picture of the back of the jacket

chaemin's main picture is from his allure shoot from july 2023

[asmrtist-brainrot]

Redacted Listeners (Dari Ver.)

IT'S DONEEEE!!!

This is me mostly talking about like clothing aesthetics.

Also establishing how I see these characters and giving them names!

This is my interpretation and gives me a chance to think about character design a little more! And to help me remember how I plan on dressing/representing their clothes.

~ Dari

Angel | Malak or Mal - (they/she) [27]

Name Meaning: Angel (Arabic origin)

Arab-Thai

Short and heavy set. Shaved head and darker skinned, big black lashes, and dark brown eyes.

AFAB//Fashion and general expression leans femme, shifts between not wearing and wearing a binder. Hair is buzzed so is seen as more androgynous. Clothing style waives more in the light academia casual, wears lots of high waist and crop tops. Also, hoodies, hoodies for days - all types - zippered, pullovers, sleeveless, oversized, cropped, etc.

Baabe | Apis - (they/him) [25]

Name Meaning: “Bee” in Latin

Turkish

Messy, curled, dyed blue hair pulled in a half-bun. Eyes are a deep green. Skin is midtone. Silver ear cuff on right ear, key on chain necklace.

AMAB//Mostly traditionally masculine features with the exception of longer lashes and silky skin, hair is grown out and curly. Well groomed, with a mid tone voice that could be construed as any part of the spectrum. Notably broad shoulders and strong arms. Simple and clean fashion, professional more often than not, if not in athleisure wear.

Bright Eyes | Lux - (they/she/he + primarily uses they/them) [20]

Name Meaning: Light (of Greek origin)

Greek

Unkempt blue-white hair worn short with bangs. Eyes were an electric blue before their change. Vamp eyeballs, almost cat-like eyes. Double helixes.

AMAB//Notably considered somewhat of a pretty face, mostly from Freddy's recollection of their high school years - though people found them too intimidating to approach. Bounces all over the spectrum in terms of style. Sticks pretty heavily to the Decora Kei style, somewhat allowing themselves to take all the attention away from Fred. It's a bouncing dichotomy from their foul mouth and sweet face... Frederick and them took somewhat a darker look after their turnings.

Cutie | Hadley, Haddie, or Lee- (they/him)[28]

Name Meaning: Named after Lieutenant Hadley from Star Trek

Irish

Short cropped dark blond hair paired with very pale blue eyes. Peachy skin with lots of freckles! Tattoo behind the ear that says "mind over matter" as nod to their powers. Double lobe piercings, labret, purple gemmed necklace.

AMAB//Generally sticks to a sort of academia look, layered items with focus around jewelry pieces. Loves silver and rings and watches! Generally pretty soft in appearance, sweater vests and jumpers and hoodies. Doesn't do baggy pants unless they're cargos.

Darlin' | Barrett or Rett - (they/she/he, no preference)[26]

Name Meaning: Quote from site: "While some sources say Barrett is of German origin and means “as strong as a bear,” others say it's derived from a Middle English surname meaning “strife” and often given to argumentative people".

Iranian-German

Short bobbed, messy brown hair. Brown skin and deep gold eyes. Muscular. One gold tooth. Right brow has a slit. Gold ear cuffs.

AFAB//Aligned with wolf pack norms, dresses pretty simply with leather jackets, bomber jackets, etc. Still somewhat fashionable, ranging in aesthetics and gender representation. Pretty confident most of the time despite being covered in scars. Athleisure wear if they're not dressing for a formal event.

Doc | Apollo - (he/him)[30]

Name Meaning: Apollo is the god of healing

Haitian-American

Dark skinned with twists in dark hair. Big lips and pretty blue eyes, labret cuff and dimple piercings. Double lobe piercings.

AFAB//Minimalist style. Enjoys soft, flowing fabrics. Black and white and tans, isn’t a fan of all black. Something of a beige enjoyer, sticks to solids. Has an affection for boots and pantsuits! Lots of statement earrings!

Dreamer | Roya - (he/they)[29]

Name Meaning: Dream (Persian Origin)

Persian

Dark skinned. Deep teal eyes. Dark hair in braids, extensions are a pretty teal.

AMAB//Style is truly grunge, jackets and ripped jeans. Sleeves ripped off every shirt, paired with beanies and combat boots, multiple types of chunky jewelry… Hates shorts though. Lots of piercings!!!

Freelancer | Caron or Ronnie - (they/them)[22]

Name Meaning: Loving (Welsh Origin)

Viet-Welsh

Black bobbed hair with dyed tips. Pretty dark eye bags. On the bigger side. A lil' pale. Scattered tattoos. 

AFAB//Not really one for any fancy dressing, enjoys dressing casually if at all possible. Style preferences lean gothic, mostly in comfortable hoodies and bracelets - also likes fishnets and arm warmers. Dresses pretty diversely; but likes skirts/dresses for the ease of not needing to put on pants.

Love | J. A. A. I. or Jai- (no preference, referred to with they/them)[physically 21]

Name Meaning: J. A. A. I. stands for “just an artificial intelligence”, Jai is of Indian Origin and meaning “triumph” or “victory”

White, nearly gray skin. Hair is black and long. Eyes are bright green with a ring of white around the pupil. Panelling is subtle.

INTERSEX//Not strictly interested for any type of fashion one way or another. Likes soft, plush or fuzzy items though, scarves and shirts in particular. Would live in pajama pants if they could.

Lovely | Beau - (they/them)[25]

Name Meaning: Beauty, Handsome (French Origin)

French

Soft strawberry blond hair, short 2 block haircut with white tips. Mid-tone brown skin. Yellow/gold eyes. Has gauges with hoops in them.

AMAB//Pastel goth babe. A truly deeply ingrained affection for sweet, bright colors but also the macabre. Only started incorporating more black into their fashion after being turned. Lives in demonias and dramatic black makeup. Lots of pink to match their dyed hair.

Mentor | Nason - (she/they)[24]

Name Meaning: Helper (Biblical/Anglo-Saxon Origin)

Scottish-Mexican

Long side bangs and short blond hair, side bangs are dyed a light blue. Lightly tanned skin and soft blue eyes.

AFAB//Our casual girly! Loves animal prints and necklaces, heels basically all the time. Sticks to simple combos; wears primarily pencil skirts and tight slacks at work.

Professor | Dai - (he/they)[25]

Name Meaning: Peace, Calm (Japanese Origin)

Japanese

Blasian! Light-skinned and covered in freckles from head to toe, long, black curly hair tied into a ponytail. Snake bite piercings and tongue ring, both gold.

AMAB//Soft boi fashions!! Layers on layers! White sweaters and collared undershirts!! Lots of different crew neck sweatshirts, loves his converse and cuffed pants.

Seer | Aya - (he/they)[33]

Name Meaning: Sword (Old German Origin)

Danish-Swiss

Has albinism. Wild bleach blond curls. Masked their completely white seer eyes with brown contacts; usually but wears sunglasses too. Small lips and covered in freckles.

AMAB//(undetermined)

Smartass | Akira or Aki - (she/he, no preference)[28]

Name Meaning: Bright, Intelligence (Japanese Origin)

Hispanic-Japanese

Bobbed soft lightish brown hair with silver dyed tips. Mid-tone skin. Baby blue eyes. Wears black framed Warby Parkers. Also has a gold necklace. 

AFAB//Our business casual hoe, tight slacks and multiple types of button downs/collared shirts. Fun pops of color and unique types of collar pins and cufflinks. Patterned sweaters and blazers!! Likes it a lil’ fancy.

Starlight | Juno or Jun - (they/them)[24]

Name Meaning: Child of June, Youthful. Named after the Queen of the Gods but more in reference to the constellation (Greek/Latin Origin)

Greek-Chinese

Baby purple hair styled in a half-shave with yellow tips. Honey brown eyes. Light freckles. Crescent moon earrings.

AMAB//Space prints for days, lots of chokers! Plays with different types of fashion, doesn’t really stick to one type of style but wears mostly dark colors.

Sunshine | Sol - (xe/xir/xim)[23]

Name Meaning: Sun (Spanish Origin)

Cuban-Australian

Messy, short dark hair. Dark eyes. Vitiligo. Freckles. Sun earrings.

AFAB//Sweaters, sweater vests, hoodies - anything comfortable. Off the shoulder, usually layered. Shorts too, always shorts. Will wear leggings underneath if it’s too cold.

Sweetheart | Nox - (he/they)[24]

Name Meaning: Night (Latin Origin)

Italian

Somewhat wavy dark hair, pulled back into a high pony or bun. Eye color changes based on colored contacts. Skin is lightly tanned. Double lobes pierced, black choker. E-girl hearts on cheeks.

AFAB//Vintage babe, film noir type beat. 1950s type, lots of simple button downs and pattered shirts. Biker/bomber jackets, layered over a solid shirt. Clean and slick… Does like leather though, harnesses and jackets and boots.

Warden | Pyxis - (they/them)[??]

Name Meaning: Name references the box, or compass of the ship Argo

Tall and on the light skinned side. Hair is dark blue and white. Eyes are a deep purple/lavender. Horns are white and similar in style to Avior's but fade into their skin. Wears silver horn jewelry. Echo eye bolo tie. Lavender butterfly on the inside of the left wrist. 

???//Casual. Lots of long sleeves and business type looks, mostly as the time they spend in Elegy is always due to business. Likes cool colors, leans masculine but pops fun textures and patterns. Likes lace and ruffles in particular. Likes jewelry for their horns and bolo ties.

[moonjxsung]

hi hi bb! how are you?

i’m so glad that you don’t mind my shinee commentary bc i also don’t know any shawols(or stays tbh, this is how i get my kpop fix)😭 onew is suchhhh a humble king, literally can’t believe that he got fanmail so soon as if he isn’t in one of the most successful kpop group ever. the first time i heard about shinee was in like 2010 or 2011 (which was very soon for PR tbh, aquí lo que había en ese momento era just reggaeton). and i was so baffled at the fact that nobody liked kpop here. so yeah onew, you’re the real deal!! i’m so happy that he’s getting the love he deserves💜and i can’t wait to see his comeback! i’m so excited! and the antique shop matching necklaces from Monterey☹️ that is so cute!! (idk if you already went but have fun!! and if you did, i hope you had fun!! Monterey sounds so nice!). i bet that he’ll be so grateful with your super care package! pls let me know what you send him!!!

i got my second iced coffee of the week💁🏻‍♀️ and a macadamia cookie, i was working on this very tedious assignment most of the day yesterday and after i finished i was like “treat yourself”. i’ve really been eating super terribly lately and i hate myself for it😭

your pc of the day!!! your bag!!! your chan sweater!! that’s soooo pretty! i love how they all match too! i forgot to get my pc of the day yesterday too. (i was at my bfs house and his little cousin/nephews were there and the younger one who’s 5 just comes up to me and asks “who’s this?” and i was like “lee know” and he’s just like “why do you have that there?” and i was like “good question bro, idek, it’s just fulfilling”.

i love you so much angel🫶🏻 i hope your weekend is going so great and you have time to relax as well!!

-🐈‍⬛

HI BABYYYYY I MISSED YOUUUUUU 🫶🫶🫶🫶

Can you BELIEVE how active Onew’s been this week and his company already arranged his first FANMEET??????? SCREAMINGGGGGGG I am beyond jealous of anyone who gets to go frfr ☹️ manifesting Shinee stuff in the US sooooo hard I literally have to see them before I die. Or I will simply die 😔 I’m still on the hunt for cute necklaces or keychains for us or something, but I DID get him the cutest little glass whale charm bc In the Whale is my favorite kpop song of allllll time and I’m so excited to mail it to him so that we have matching ones 😭 I LOOOOVE ONEW IM GOING INSANEEEE AHHHH I’ll keep you posted on the jewelry we get tho !!!!

I think the only thing that kept me going this whole week was the iced coffee trips tbh 🤕 it was such a WEEEEK……. But I’m so glad it’s finally Friday 👼 we’re having a streaming party for Ateez’s Coachella set tonight so we ordered so much food and baked cookies and dragged our Ateez pcs around everywhere like all week I am sooo excited !! Still so bummed I couldn’t see them at Coachella but I’m so proud of how far they’ve come and the setlist looks INSANEEE ahhhh Hongjoong my beloved 🫶

Pc pics just for you from today’s coffee run ofcccc 💖🫶 I love you sweet angel I hope you had the best week!!!!!!!!!!! Sending all my love as alwayssss (also your answer to your nephew is SO valid LMAOOOO Lee Know is indeed v fulfilling ‼️‼️)

[binniexkay]

"Piece of a Puzzle" Introductions

Hello!

It’s Kay here, and I hope you all will enjoy my story! But before we start, I would like to introduce our main character, Raven. Raven is a singer in the girl group Starlight, based in New York. Starlight consists of 5 members: Victoria, Nicole, Kira, Amy, and Raven. All of these girls met online through their love of music and other interests along the way. That being said, you may call it laziness on my part, but I will be basing their songs on songs that already exist. So think of it as an alternate universe to ours, but mostly everything is still (hopefully) correct in the world of Stray Kids. The only things that I will claim to be mine are Starlight, their manager, choreographer, friends of the girls, stylists of the girls, and basically anything pertaining to the girls of Starlight.

Starlight was established in June 2015 with their EP, “Better Together.” They are based out of New York City, with some connections in Los Angeles. Their current manager is Xavier Kim, who is their second manager due to complications from their original label company, Euphonic Entertainment. They are currently under Paradise Records, with soloists Mikayla Kim and Eric Howe. I will not reveal any of their tracks until they are needed throughout the story. Those will be surprises.

Here’s a little breakdown of each member of Starlight:

Victoria Amin is our eldest. Born July 7, 1995, in Houston, Texas. She is considered the mom-friend of the entire group. She is also known to be the calmest and most patient of the group. Not only that, but she can speak fluent English, Arabic, Japanese, and Korean (her Spanish is a bit rough sometimes). Her father is Egyptian, and her mother is Saudi Arabian, but they divorced after her youngest brother was born. She has three younger brothers. She was a professional dancer growing up. Hidden fun fact: She loves collecting Lego sets.

Nicole Abel was born on August 27, 1996, in Atlanta, Georgia. She is in charge of helping their choreographer, May. Can speak fluent English, French, Korean, and Spanish. Her mother is Barbadian, and her father is Chadian. She is considered the most friendly person in the group and is extremely outgoing. She has an older sister. She was a professional dancer growing up. Hidden fun fact: She makes her own jewelry.

Kira Imai was born on April 5, 1997, in San Diego, California. She is the main producer of their music. She also takes part in writing. She speaks fluent Japanese, Italian, English, and Korean. She is also outgoing, and she is another mom friend as well. Her father is half-Italian and half-Japanese, and her mother is Japanese. She has an older brother and a twin brother. She was a professional dancer growing up. Hidden fun fact: She loves crocheting clothes and often does so for herself and loved ones. She knows a lot of K-pop dances.

Amy Lee was born on October 15, 1998, in Sacramento, California. She is responsible for writing for the group. Can speak fluent English, Mandarin, Korean, Japanese, Spanish, and French. She is considered to be quiet but is still very outgoing. She has an older brother, an older sister, and a younger sister. Her father is Chinese, and her mother is Malaysian. She was a professional dancer growing up. Hidden fun fact: She is a master chef and baker.

Raven Yves, our youngest, was born on February 17, 2000, in Brooklyn, New York. She is considered the “Google translator” of the group because she has an interest in learning new languages. She can fluently speak English, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, Mandarin, French, Arabic, etc. You get the point. She is considered to be more on the introverted side; she does open up, but it will take her a minute to do so. She is the only child who was raised by her mother. Her mother is African American, and her father is Mexican. She was also a professional dancer growing up (seeing a pattern yet?). Hidden fun fact: She is also a master chef, but she also does her own nails and often does her members’ nails. She also basically knows a lot of K-Pop dances as well.

Now introducing the team at Paradise Records!

Xavier Kim was born on June 3, 1990. He is the current manager of Starlight. He worked at the girls’ previous label but offered to manage the girls as they left. He’s detailed, wants the best interests of the girls, and will do whatever it takes for them to get the recognition they deserve (we love a sweetheart). He also helps the choreographer, as he is also a professional dancer. He’s extremely extroverted. Has a fiancé, Rune Adams.

May Gomez was born on May 4, 1994. She is the choreographer for Starlight. She is basically the older sister of all the girls. She’s a perfectionist; any mistake she makes will be noticed. She is a little introverted, but she will call out anything and everything. She followed them from their previous company because she just loved them so much. She is married to her husband, Eli Gomez, and has a son.

Mai Young was born on December 17, 1992. She is the head stylist and head of the makeup team for Starlight. She personally designs any looks the girls wear to red carpets, concerts, fan meets, and so on. Another older sister to the girls. She worked for them at their previous company as an assistant stylist and was offered the head job by Xavier, with recommendations from all the girls. She is pretty reserved but lets her quirky personality shine around the girls.

Valentino Armani was born on September 23, 1987. He’s the head bodyguard for the girls, and he travels wherever they go. He is more reserved than all the guards. Furthermore, he is practically the older brother to the girls; he’s softer when they are around (I love making soft-hearted men; it’s great). He’s a bit of a nerd and often geeks out when someone brings up a topic he loves. Secretly loves K-pop girl groups (even does the dances).

Level Up: a group of background dancers for Paradise Records. It consists of the following members: Adam, Jayla, Layla, Luna, Enrique, Zaya, Willow, Sasha, Astra, and Hayden.

Mikayla Kim was born on February 17, 1998, in New York, New York. She and Raven are childhood best friends (along with Adam and a girl named Francesca), they are basically twins. She is a soloist under Paradise Records. Likewise, she is a master musician, being able to play many instruments. She is Korean. Likewise, she was raised mostly by her mother, who is referred to as Mama Kim, but also received help from Raven’s mother.

And well, that is everyone that you will all need to know for now. And to make this a bit more believable, whenever characters are speaking Korean, it will be italicized. Hope you enjoy reading!

[skz-chatbot]

Princess: I have a question. Could I keep this? It feels perfect.

Innie: I already bought it. You’re an angel in this.

Han: otherworldly my love, and so perfect to us.

[Princess gets undressed, and gets ready for the next part of Princess Day with Minho.]

Princess: thank you for making me feel beautiful today boys.

Innie and Han: always baby, we love you so much.

(They drive Princess to the bridal jewelry store and give her one last kiss before handing her off to Lee Know.)

Princess: hi sweetheart. I didn’t make you wait, did I?

💫 anon

No princesa you didn't. Even if you did id gladly wait for you

[tumbllr-girl-attempt]

California Core

Wake up with the blue sky, different sunglasses, breakfast by the ocean, rosy blush, light and fresh clothes, delicious fruits, chlorophyll juice, lots of palm trees, glazed skin, gold jewelry, sunscreen, fresh perfumes, hydrated hair, pink pilates princess, glazed donut nails, Ben&Jerry's' ice cream, girl next door meets a pop start, Bella and Hailey energy, Victoria's Secret's angel, Fendi baguette, VOGUE's videos, surfing in Malibu, Devon Lee Carlson vibes, vip parties at night, shopping mall, vintage camera captures

[styleofdiamandis]

            LOVE + FEAR TOUR: OLIMA & WESTWOOD

In the first chapter of our “Love + Fear” Tour fashion story, we looked at the impeccable designs LA-based Maggie Barry created for our girl’s fourth promotional tour. This time, we’re gonna take a look at the all the super fun corset costumes Marina wore!

We’re starting off strong with a custom set by OLIMA. The detailed corset top and matching silky shorts were custom-made by the Los Angeles-based costume designer in various colors and prints. The first one in plain teal!

All of Marina’s jewelry here is signed by Sylvia Toledano. She wore the Petite Candy hoops in gold brass with turquoise, turquoise verte, cornaline, yellow onyx, amethyst, died ruby and moonstone...

...the Fall/Winter 2019 Lee long necklace with multicolored stones which she wrapped twice around her neck...

...and the Byzantine cuff with green turquoise, dried ruby, turquoise, amethyst, cornaline, green onyx, tiger eye, yellow onyx, black onyx and calcedoine.

Her shoes, which match her co-ord perfectly, are Nike’s Air Max 1 Ultra Moire women’s sneakers in white leather and teal suede.

For many other tour dates, Marina opted for a pink version of the same ensemble! This one features some ruching along the sides of the corset and a subtle fringe trim along the hem of her shorts.

You should instantly recognize these stunners by now. These pink Jelly hoops belong to the “Loucite” collection of Alison Lou!

Our girl also added on some golden accessories from Lilith by Sita. First up, the Sita snake thin choker in brass.

Not to forget, her Sita gold-plated brass snake charm and chain belt!

Marina loves being comfortable on stage! So a pair of the Nike Huarache sneakers in full white completed the look.

The cutest corset ever is this white & blue silk one that features a printed photo of Marina’s two fur kittens Mavis and Jupiter! She also wore some high-waisted lace-up silk shorts.

For some other tour dates, Marina opted for this rich purple silk co-ord set with green paintbrush stroke-esque bits...

...which she matched with the Tuleste chartreuse marabou pom-pom dangle earrings.

For her show in Austin (TX), Marina debuted a white silk corset with coral & gold abstract jacquard front, and high-waisted mini skirt with two slits.

She accessorized with her beloved Chanel gold-tone metal diamond-shaped textured CC logo clip earrings…

...and the gold sunburst logo necklace, another vintage treasure from the French maison. Also, the aforementioned Lilith by Sita choker.

One of the most iconic looks from her tour is the Vivienne Westwood Spring/Summer 1988 “Pagan I” collection boned silk corset featuring the iconic pink teddy bear. 

Her billowy silk ruffle shorts are custom-made by OLIMA.

The second Vivienne Westwood silk corset comes from the Fall/Winter 1992 “Always on Camera” collection and features a collie print with 3D bow at the front. It was sourced at Paparazzi 2000 Vintage.

[trashydemigodmess]

2 for dex <3

"Rose-colored boy, I hear you making all that noise about the world you want to see. And oh, I'm so annoyed, 'cause I just killed off what was left of the optimist in me." - rose-colored boy, paramore

Los Angeles, 2014

“Okay, so we just need you guys to answer some quick questions, goof around, really like, ham it up. The usual.” The Assistant Director explained. They were surrounded by what could only be described as a record store—if it were dreamt up by a ten year old. Bright, colorful, full of unnecessary knick-knacks for hijinks, and far too large than any regular record store would be. That is, a typical Disney Channel show set. The two teens were seated in typical, actor chairs and nodding along as the AD continued, “This is going to air during commercials to drum up hype for the final season.”

Dex was looking up at the ceiling, a makeup artist tapping powder under his eyes. He gave a thumbs up in response as he sucked up some more Red Bull from the neon pink straw in the can. They’d finished filming for the day and had moved on to press. A couple hours and three different interviews with Tiger Popstar 14 Beat or whatever the magazines names were later, and he was clearly ready for it all to be over. Grace, on the other hand, was smiley as ever. Despite how equally over it she was, she still chirped a happy “Sounds good!” in response.

People were setting up cameras, adjusting lighting, and—his stomach rumbled, eliciting a sigh, “God, I’m starving.”

A Production Assistant fluttering around overheard and stopped by his chair, “Did you want me to have someone get something for you?”

“I’m good,” Dex gave a tired, appreciative smile, knowing whatever grilled chicken salad thing his trainer would much rather he eat was sitting in his trailer.

Grace leaned over. She was still fully in costume: a polka dotted skater dress, with a t-shirt layered under it and very loud, chunky jewelry. Peak 2014. Peak Disney Channel. Her hair was perfectly curled, and it bounced as she nudged his arm, “What are you doing after this?”

He rolled his head over to look at her, “Voice lesson.”

“Can you cancel it and we can get In-N-Out?”

The conspicuous smile on her face was infectious, and he couldn’t help but grin, “We’re already running late, so…” Dex shrugged, glancing at the crew still putting together the shot, “Probably. I think I’ll survive the movie with one less voice lesson.”

“Alright guys—!” Another crew member finally called out, “We’re ready for you!”

The sun had set by the time they were driving through the Hills, Dex’s car filling with the scent of burgers and fries. He found a usually touristy pull off spot—a cliff overlooking the city—to park. The lights of LA glittered in the valley below them, the evening haze settling over the sky in a dull shade of purple.

An elated noise escaped his mouth as he finally bit into the burger, “Holy shit,” Dex groaned, sinking into the leather seat as he sloppily devoured the food, “Bless you, Gracie Lee, you just saved my whole night.”

Grace cackled, grabbing a chunk of her Animal Fries, slathered in cheese and caramelized onions and whatever godly special sauce the burger chain put on everything. “That’s what I’m here for.” Her fingers were already a mess, searching for a napkin somewhere in the bag of food, “Is your dad gonna kill you for getting grease all over your fancy new Range Rover?”

“Nah,” Dex glanced around his car, his sixteenth birthday present, “He’ll probably be glad I got a burger.” He sat up a bit and put on his fairly spot-on impression of his father, deepening his voice and leaning into the Texas accent, “What’s this chicken feed they’re makin’ you eat? You’re getting too skinny. You need a lil’ grease to keep the gears turnin’ smoothly.”

Grace giggled and offered him some of her fries, which he gladly took. “When do you leave for New York?”

“Next Thursday.” Dex answered automatically, like it’d been burned into his brain for months, then sighed, “I haven’t even started packing yet.”

She could see the million other tasks he had to accomplish before then run through his head and behind his eyes. The slow toll of the past couple of years was starting to settle behind the bright blue. Being famous was exhausting. That’s something they fail to tell all the bright-eyed ten year olds begging their parents to be on TV. If you’re not careful, they’ll wring you out of all your worth until there’s nothing left and move on to the next one. Dex always said she was a pessimist. Sweet, golden-hearted Dex, determined to constantly one-up himself, go bigger, do more. Eager to please, and blessed with the burden of far too much talent to waste. And now here he was, about to wrap up the TV show that shot him to fame, and he was already ten steps ahead, preparing for the movie he was on his way to film merely days after.

“Kylie wants to throw me a going away party.” He continued, before Grace could get a responsible word in, “Probably like, over the weekend. You wanna come?”

“The last time Kylie threw you a party, you wound up drunkenly making out in the pool. Which I believe was, uh, after you’d already made out with Hailey in a coat closet, right?”

Dex waggled his eyebrows, the grin on his face unfazed, “Maybe that’s why she wants to throw another one.”

Naturally, he’d taken to the other famous nepotism babies in this city like a house on fire. Their lives were flashy, dramatic, and larger than life for a bunch of sixteen year olds. Even seeing it with her own two eyes, sometimes it didn’t feel real. Tumblr ate it up, though. Grace didn’t mind them, they were all nice enough. But clearly she, who came from a normal family of teachers, was lacking whatever made the rest of them click like they did. Dex always included her, though. Never wanting to leave out anyone he cared about.

“Y’all exhaust me,” Grace laughed, “Sure. I’ll come.”

He made a happy noise and squeezed her arm, “Yay! Oh my God, I’m so glad. I can’t leave this city without seeing you.” And she knew he meant that more than anything.

Dex finished his burger, and she finished her fries. Their comfortable silence and camaraderie settled in the car like a favorite blanket, letting the city go about its night below them.

[heavenforblog1111]

Sicko Mode is one of the most popular songs by Travis Scott and it also features Drake. The song was released on 21st August 2018. Song Review and Meaning Well, so we have a song by the diabolical Travis Scott and Drake featuring in it. Sicko Mode is basically Drake talking about Travis rising to the top of the rap game and being a beast in the music industry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ONRf7h3Mdk Before Drake gives the pass with the basketball reference 'Pick and Roll' to Travis, he talks about his wealth status by showing people that his dog wears a Louis belt. We then have Travis Scott flexing on his status as musical superstar and the things that he is able to do now. He makes it to the booth to record with ice referring to jewelry and the police pulls up to him and tell him to jump out. His crew get off the cars(coupes) in Nike shoes. Travis talks about how fame's effect on his life and he had to go to his hometown Missouri City to duck the media that was after him in Los Angeles. He is back after working hard on his album and now ready to roll. He came in wearing different colored chains and people think his jeweller was selling fruits. In the bridge played by Swae Lee and Big Hawk talk about there haters taking shots at them and they say that they are motivated to prove their haters wrong. Travis talks about how he can sue people probably his exes too who make money with his music remixes and sounds but he doesn't do it because he would rather spend his time enjoying with the crew doing dr*gs. Then, Travis talks about him getting making out with a girl in a luxury car before they even get to the room. She thinks that their love is deep like the ocean but its actually shallow like the pool. Then we have Drake again talking about the transition of his life from high school where he used to use the bus to commute for dance and now he has suitcases in his hands while flying around private jets. He even aims subliminal disses at Kanye West and Pusha T (most likely) in his verses. The song has reached a billion views on the internet. Personally, musically its not among the songs that I'm really fond of listening to but I like the story behind it. Drake' part(the 2nd verse) has an amazing beat and instrumental. Its one of my favorite parts to listen to. The video is amazing as well.

[sopolicegardener]

15 Up-and-Coming Trends About 69VN

Celebrities are not like everyday people. They have busy schedules, drive expensive cars, and wear jewelry that others can only dream of owning. Maybe it is because celebrities are so far removed from normal life that they often give their babies unusual names.

Some names are just a little different. John Travolta and Kelly Preston have two beautiful children. Their daughter’s name is Ella Bleu. Their son’s name is Jett. Jett is different, but anyone who knows anything about John Travolta knows he has a love for flying. Gwyneth Paltrow, pregnant again, came under scrutiny for naming her first child Apple. While Vpay88 it is unusual, it is somewhat cute, like in the “apple of their eye.” Chris Martin, her husband, tired of the controversy over the name Apple, has jokingly stated their second child, whether male or female, will be named Banana. Another cute name is Dandelion, the name of Keith Richards’ daughter. Julie Roberts recently gave birth to twins – a boy and a girl – and received flack over the names she chose. She received Royvin almost as much grief over the choice for her daughter’s name, Hazel, as she did the more eccentric choice of Phinnaeus for her son.

Many people speculated what Madonna would name her HUNO first child. Lourdes Maria seems a fitting name for child who’s mother’s name is Madonna, but she often goes by Lola. Her son is named Rocco, which sounds a bit like a cartoon character, but at least it is a tough sounding name. Actor Casey Affleck and fianc Summer Phoenix recently had a son named Indiana August, which leads one to wonder what state and month their son was conceived in. Toni Braxton has two sons, Denim and Diezel. While both useful products, they make somewhat strange names for children. Rob Marrow decided it would be cute if he named his daughter Tu Simone Ayer, calling her Tu Morrow. Wonder if she will think it is cute 20 years from now? Actor Jason Lee named his son Pilot Inspektor, but magician Penn Jillette may have topped them all. He named his daughter, Moxie Crimefighter, saying “because when xoso66 she’s pulled over for speeding she can say, `But officer, we’re on the same side, my middle name is CrimeFighter.”‘

If you think it is a new trend, think again. Back in 1971, David Bowie and his then wife Angela decided to name their son Duncan Zowie Heywood Jones. He soon became known as Zowie Bowie. Cher named her children Chastity Sun and Elijah Blue.

The Phoenix family is well known for their unusual choice of baby names. Summer Phoenix’s siblings are the late actor River Phoenix, actresses Rain and Liberty Phoenix and actor Joaquin Phoenix. Joaquin felt his name was so out of place with his siblings, that when he was four, he decided to change his name to Leaf. By the early 1990’s, he had reverted back to using his birth name. Another family infamous for their choices of baby names is the Zappa family. Frank’s children are Dweezil, Moon Unit, Ahmed Emuukha Rodan and Diva Muffin. While many people think that Dweezil is his given name, his birth name was originally Ian Donald Calvin Euclid Zappa because the hospital refused to register the name Dweezil. Always called Dweezil, when he was a child, he wanted to make the name official and his parents took him to have it changed legally. Paula Yates, former wife of Sir Bob Geldof and girlfriend of late rocker Michael Hutchence, also had a knack for giving her children unusual names. Among her brood are Fifi Trixibelle, Peaches Honeyblossom Michelle Charlotte Angel Vanessa, Heavenly Hiraani Tigerlily, and Little Pixie.

Some celebrity baby names make sense if you know the story behind them. Eurythmic’s Dave Stewart named his son Django after jazz guitarist Django Reinhardt. Stevie Wonder named his son Mandla Kadjaly Carl Stevland, however Mandla means “powerful” in Zulu and Kadjaly means “born from God” in Swahili. Helen Hunt just gave birth to a baby girl she named Makena’lei Gordon. The name Makena’lei is from a friend’s dream and means “many flowers of heaven.” Gordon, an unlikely girl’s name, was to honor of Helen’s father, television director Gordon Hunt. Nicolas Cage just named his new baby boy Kal-el. Because Nicolas took his stage name of Cage from comic book character Luke Cage, he decided to name his son Kal-el after one of his favorite comic book heroes. Kal-el is Superman’s kryptonian name.

So, do the children like these unconventional names given them by their parents? In some cases, they do. The Phoenix’s seem to love their nature-inspired names and the Zappa children seem to have had no ill effects from their eccentric names. However, some children tire of the peculiar names quickly. Zowie Bowie had had enough of his moniker by the time he was 12 and asked to be referred to as “Joey.” Although Dandelion Richards does not seem too bad, she has since started referring to herself as Angela. Recently, Peaches Honeyblossom Michelle Charlotte Angel Vanessa Geldof has been the most outspoken about the odd choice her parents made in naming her. She has been quoted as saying, “I hate ridiculous names. My weird name has haunted me all my life.”

While having an unusual name might be difficult for any child, the celebrity of a child’s parents may enhance it even further. Thankfully, celebrity children who decide they don’t like their given names can switch to a nickname or even eventually have their names legally changed.

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╰   ☆  ◞  lee taeyong / cismale / he/him  ———  no way, is that JOEL CHO? you know, they’re 28 YEARS OLD and they’ve been in los angeles for THREE YEARS. they’re chillin’ as a MUSICIAN. oh and they’re notoriously known for being OBSESSIVE but there are some people who have seen them be HUMOROUS. i heard they’re a part of a BAND called ELECTRIC JUNE, yeah they’re a VOCALIST & BASSIST. to be honest they sound a lot like WATERPARKS & I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME. they’re actually A RISING STAR.

I. BASICS.

FULL NAME: joel cho / cho juhwan.

NICKNAME(S): mchale (in reference to a popular actor he shares his first name with, joel mchale), slimer (after the ghostbusters character—was given to him after he dyed his hair neon green, and it has unfortunately stuck ever since).

AGE: 28.

DATE OF BIRTH: june 13, 1995.

PLACE OF BIRTH: greensboro, north carolina.

GENDER: cisgender male.

PRONOUNS: he/him.

ORIENTATION: bisexual.

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: english, some korean.

NEIGHBORHOOD: los angeles.

LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: lives in a 2-bedroom unit in the downtown lofts with a roommate he met through a friend of a friend of a friend (wanted connection).

II. FAMILY TIES.

MOTHER: diana yeom, schoolteacher. tumultuous relationship. she was a great mother to joel as he was growing up & she still loves him dearly, but often struggles to understand his motives/what it is that he wants out of life, and was particularly upset when he decided to move to los angeles with his band. they've been at odds ever since.

FATHER: john cho, attorney. tumultuous relationship. he was a decent father to joel as he was growing up, but it a very "traditional" man and had a lot to say both to and about joel as he got more and more into music/performing. not thrilled about joel's decision to make music his career end-goal. calls once a month, sends money on occasion.

SIBLINGS: phoebe cho, younger sister. two years younger than joel, but you'd think it were the other way around. she's always been the more responsible, mature and intelligent of the two, and you could say that joel feels a little bit inferior to her. they were still pretty close while they were growing up. nowadays, they've let themselves drift apart.

PETS: none at the moment, but he's interested in getting one.

III. OCCUPATION INFO.

OCCUPATION: musician.

NAME OF THEIR ACT: electric june.

THEIR ROLE IN THE ACT: vocalist, occasional bassist or guitarist depending on the demands of the song.

HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN A PART OF THE ACT?: about 11 years, though the band has undergone many name changes, lineup changes, and sound changes throughout that time period.

ARTIST INFLUENCES: third eye blind, blink-182, jimmy eat world, the goo goo dolls, weezer, so on & so forth—a variety of alt rock & pop punk influences.

CURRENT MONTHLY SPOTIFY LISTENERS: 312k.

IV. APPEARANCE.

FACE CLAIM: lee taeyong.

HAIR COLOR: naturally black, usually dyed an unnatural color; currently a rusty red-brown tone.

EYE COLOR: dark brown.

HEIGHT: 174cm, 5ft9.

BUILD: admittedly scrawny, slightly defined muscles.

TATTOOS: a variety of small ones on his torso, arms & legs; details tbd.

PIERCINGS: triple lobes in both ears, double helix in the left.

CLOTHING STYLE: a lot of baggy, bright streetwear; particularly fond of the brands stray rats & chinatown market. wears a lot of loose cargos with oversized t-shirts, accessorized with bucket hats and jewelry.

DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: fried hair from over-bleaching, a textured scar said to resemble a rose right beside his right eye.

V. PERSONALITY.

MBTI: esfp, the performer.

ELEMENT: air.

WESTERN ZODIAC: gemini.

CHINESE ZODIAC: pig.

POSITIVE TRAITS: creative, diligent, compassionate, humorous, friendly, chatty (is this a good thing?), decisive, loyal.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: unserious, obsessive, fickle, prone to excessive rumination, insecure, neurotic.

HOBBIES: building intricate plastic models, self-sabotage, bowling, performing stand-up comedy at open mic nights, writing comedy sketches that he'll never use, forgetting his bit halfway through a performance, saying he'll never perform stand-up comedy again and then getting right back at it five days later, caving, reading tarot cards.

VI. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

ROOMMATE: someone joel met through a friend of a friend of a friend when they both happened to be looking for a roommate at the same time; they met once & liked each other just enough to sign a lease together. they're about halfway through their lease now & have a better idea of who they're each dealing with. this can be either a positive or negative dynamic.

INNER CIRCLE: a few good friends; most of whom joel probably met when he moved to los angeles in early 2021. they know all of his bad habits/cycles, and have been irritated by him more times than they could count on both hands, but they're still friends all the same. he loves these people.

FLAVOR OF THE MONTH: the person joel's currently infatuated with. probably not going to go anywhere, as he's fickle with his feelings & is prone to losing interest when the target of his affection shows reciprocation; but for now, he's having a good time trying to rizz them up.

QUESTIONNAIRE.

start at the beginning, who are you & why are you important?

"me? i'm joel cho—frontman of the band electric june." when he grins, it's all teeth. an attempt to charm, a fear that he won't succeed. "before electric june, i was just a bored kid in north carolina. there's not much to me besides this, but i'd say i'm doing a damn good job at making something out of it. i guess that's why i'm important, huh?"

how long have you been making music?

"uh, let me think..." he makes a show out of counting on his hands, brow furrowed in faux concentration. he knows damn well that his answer's going to be tacky, irritating. he doesn't mean to be, just is. it's in his nature. "since birth, i guess? my mom says i was singing before i could talk, but i'm sure that's an exaggeration... still, i was probably six when i wrote my first song. not that it was good or anything. and i started playing music with other people at fourteen, so fourteen years ago."

how would you describe the kind of music you make?

"it's like a fever dream. during production, i like to layer in a lot of interesting sounds—glittery sounds, you could say, like... like... a phone ringing, but i'll muffle and distort it, then turn it way down, so it's something in the background and something that might confuse the person listening into thinking it's in their environment rather than in the song. other times i'll layer in birds chirping, or a wind chime; stuff that adds dimension, but it never really sounds like what it is." he pauses, cracks his knuckles. thinks to straighten his posture; doesn't. "do you get what i'm saying? anyway—it's kind of rock, kind of pop. there's a lot of synth in it. what else can i say? it's electric june. a sound of its own."

who are some of your biggest musical influences?

"uh, honestly... i try not to be influenced by anyone else. if i had to name one, though... i don't know, the first ones that comes to mind are the cocteau twins and grimes."

what is the first record you ever bought?

"shit, i don't know. maybe in love and death by the used? or something from my chemical romance? something tacky, for sure."

what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?

"everything," he claims, back to his earlier ear-to-ear grin. there's a mischievous look in his eyes, like he's telling a lie; but his tone is sincere. "this is all that i've ever wanted to do, and it's finally starting to pay most of the bills. i've learned a lot from working in this industry, though, like... you have to throw away your pride to be a musician. to an extent, at least, or you'll get caught up in a lot of stupid shit. it's never that serious."

what are some stand-out moments from your career so far?

"at my sister's wedding, one of her husband's distant relatives recognized me as the singer of electric june. that was nuts."

what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?

"being financially comfortable would be nice. a hollywood star... is that too much to ask for? i don't know, i'll be grateful for whatever good things come my way."

what's next for you?

"taking over the worldustry... do you know what i mean?"

[michaelcosio]

Sandra Lynne McGrew-Webster

March 26, 1941 - March 13, 2023

Citrus Heights, California

Sandra Lynne McGrew-Webster passed away at 7:13 PM on March 13, 2023, at the age of 81, due to complications from Kidney cancer. She was brave while retaining her sense of humor and wise words to the very end. Sandra was born on March 26,1941, to Gale Leonard McGrew and Oreal Altha Keene, but raised by her father and adoptive mother, Virginia Louise Moses-McGrew. Sandra lived in Hawthorne, a small City in Los Angeles County with her brother Gale Eugene Mcgrew who was born on December 29th, 1944. The family moved in June 1952 to a Ranch in Round Mountain, California, outside of Redding. In her words she said, "She was a Low-Land foreigner that became a Round Mountaineer." She attended a two-room affair country schoolhouse where all eight grades were taught, Sandra graduated from Enterprise High School in 1958. After attending California State University, Chico, she became a teacher in 1963 and was a schoolteacher for 35 years, Sandra was married in 1964 and after moving to Citrus Height, Ca in 1968 with her husband Jerry Lee Webster, she spent most of her career at the Larchmont Elementary School in the Rio Linda School District. Sandra was a world traveler, enjoying cruises, tours and more. She loved to swing dance and did so for many years. Sandra had a great sense of humor and appreciation for laughter. She enjoyed making people smile, especially through her eccentric wardrobe and jewelry. She enjoyed being creative by making eclectic art and her own Greeting cards for years. Sandra was a daughter, friend, sister, teacher, wife, mother, aunt, grandmother and matriarch: Now, she is dancing in Heaven! She loved her family dearly and is survived by her son, Kelly Alan Webster, and her four grandchildren: Daniel Calum Webster, Nathan Riley Webster, Hailey Grace Larimer and Jillian Dawn Reynolds. She said "Leave'Em Laughing and Dancing." A memorial service will be held on April 1, 2023, at 1:00 p.m. at Reichert's Funeral Services, 7320 Auburn Blvd., Citrus Heights, CA.

Published by The Sacramento Bee on Mar. 25, 2023.