#chiwon

[loversarcade]

@xhxnne, a closed starter

Staring was rude, as his mother used to say. But Chiwon had never listened to that woman a day in his life and he wasn't going to start now.

The point was that Hyunjae was nice to stare at. Pretty, with symmetrical features. A little feminine, if he were to look closer, but that was fine. He liked this one.

The sudden quiet got Chiwon's attention. "Sorry," he said, nothing apologetic in his voice. "I wasn't listening to a word you were saying. I was studying your face. It's nice."

[hymnoire]

       @crescentphased sent !

In the distance, the sound of two girls arguing can be heard. Chiwon and Mara were listening in, the drama their only form of entertainment in the evening cells, where no televisions played. Chiwon giggled as the catfight turned physical, one of the girls shrieking curses as she accused her opponent of stealing her ‘man’. (who was actually another girl in the prison, very much not a man…) besides the sound of the fight breaking out, it was a peaceful night. Chiwon’s kingdom was kept in order… and in the quiet of their shared dorm, the prison queen shows a vulnerability to Mara that no-one else sees. “Mara…” her voice sounds unusually girlish and innocent. “do you ever worry what will happen, when you’re released?”

Mara couldn't help but to laugh out loud at the sound of this fight going down the hallway. Not only it was their only source of entertainment, Mara also particularly enjoyed watching it all boil up and then, explode. In this prison, she quickly turned into a bruiser, known to be Queen Chiwon's hell hound to the point nobody would dare to pick up a fight with her. How boring is that. "I wanna go down there, check if she got her good but bet it's just them pulling on each other's hair like drunk prostitutes on new years eve custody." Mara comments with a scoff, too comfortable to move from the shared bed with Chiwon. At the sound of her name, Mara's eyes connect with Chiwon's as she listens, closely. Her question echoes as one she does ask herself yet tries to never face an honest answer to. A vulnerable sphere exists in between the two, one for them to share to the bone until they are fully stripped of their secrets and fears. A sad smile is drawn by the corners of her lips. "Well... I do." There is a pause then, pensive eyes darkening at the reminder of it : the world outside. "Whenever I try to picture what awaits for me, all I see is blank. Every single soul I ever crossed path with, every one I ever cared for, ever loved, ever considered as a friend, as family... they only see a killer when they look at me. An animal. A sinner beyond redemption. Something so inhuman they cannot bare to even talk to me. I have lost it all after trying for so long to make something out of myself, to become someone. My status. My reputation. My house. My everything." A pause, as she looks down, her memories of a past life that don't even feel like belonging to her anymore. "I don't know who I am anymore, outside of these four walls I share with you. I never want to say I'm scared... But what if I am? Scared to face the loss of respect in society's eyes. I'm not ashared of what I've done, I would kill that man again. I would bring him back to life just to shove the knife through his neck ten more times than I did when they found his body completely unrecognizable but fuck. Do I deserve to be alone, rejected after doing what was right to defend myself? To survive?" Her words end in almost a defeated whisper, a sigh, her eyes connecting with Chiwon's again. "What about you love, are you scared?"

[duskbleached]

closed: céline duval. @fakesmilcs

location: thornhill university campus.

be   good.   take   care   of  ��each   other.   call   if   something   happens.   those   were   uncle   dae's   parting   words   to   charlie   and   mia,   just   before   the   makeshift   family   separated   briefly   for   the   move.   charlie   didn't   know   how   to   be   good,   he   wasn't   sure   he   knew   what   it   even   meant   without   dae   there   to   guide   him,   but   for   now   the   pair   were   to   try   and   make   it   on   their   own   before   their   guardian   came   to   join   them.   for   charlie,   he   guessed   that   looked   like   attending   university   and   only   getting   spoken   to   for   his   verbal   conduct,   never   his   physical.   he   thought   that   was   a   good   enough   start. dae's   words   weren't   the   only   ones   that   rang   in   his   head,   however.   he   thought   of   céline   often   now,   struggled   to   shake   her   soft   presence   and   gentle   hands   from   his   typically   self-centred   brain,   and   she   was   what   he   found   himself   thinking   of   as   he   studied   that   book   on   the   quad.   perhaps   that   was   why   he   was   even   more   shocked   to   see   her   standing   there   when   he   took   an   absent-minded   glance   behind   him,   eyes   uncharacteristically   wide   as   he   spoke.    ❛   hey…   i   didn't   know   you   went   here.   ❜

[hellonoblesky]

I'm gonna be the coolest guy at the college program with the nichest patch references

Wait I can make htsc patches guys wait I'm cracked

[chaehwa-archives]

rivalry or revolution? [revolutionary girl utena amv]

That’s right folks, it’s the crossover you’ve all been waiting for. My two great loves in one AMV. The mother of yuri you can spend the rest of your life analyzing and barely scratch the surface meets the GL I’ve written 30,000+ words about and I’m only halfway done.

I’ll have to make a post about the parallels between these series eventually, because there are a lot...

(1) water

(2) prestigious school setting

(3) opening flashback in which the main character is deeply traumatized while dressed like a princess

(4) sinister lesbianism

(5) handholding

(6) romance between cool popular girl and weird bullied girl

(7) one of the girls is a master manipulator who has buried her heart under so many layers of guilt and dissociation and performance that she has forgotten who she is and what it is to feel anything but pain until by chance she meets a girl so utterly unapologetically herself that she feels helplessly drawn out of her state of living death just to be closer to her despite all the risks that this emotional attachment brings and through that attachment the compassionate child she thought long dead inside her is slowly reawakened but that’s also terrifying because it means facing not only her own trauma but also the pain she’s caused the one person she loves more than life itself and okay lol jae-yi is just anthy maybe that’s why I like friendly rivalry so much

(8) delicious homoerotic betrayal

(9) everything is a metaphor

(10) even the endings are kind of the same??

Photosensitivity warning for flashing lights. Also, if you care about spoilers and haven’t seen RGU already, go watch RGU first!! It’s so good, you won’t regret it.

Music is “Dope or Trip” by Chiwon Lee from the Friendly Rivalry OST. Thanks for watching <3

[4gives]

Something something the other way Bo and chiwon's mom is sick so they are probably both always preparing for the worst ; them both dealing with the grief in different ways ....

[redrumrecords]

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⎯ DOOMSDAY ⎯ TRUST FUND BABY ⎯ BREAKING NEWZ ⎯ BAD OMENS

[uroborosymphony]

psst from chiwon to quinn :3

     “psst” // 5 things said about yours behind their back.

"Oh I'm going to strangle her with my bare hands and lick the blood out of my fangs when I'm done with that annoying little DIU princess."

"I know a spoiled silver spooned lolita bitch when I see one, an invite in her circle is the poisoned apple I will bite into to spit back to her face. I can play high school too and well, I feel like winning Prom Queen this year."

"Let's see if these manicured hands of hers can handle a shiv."

"Grey, it's me. I need everything you can collect on our Miss Don Corleona over there. Bae Chiwon is the name. Spare no dirty detail, there are my cherries on top."

"I will miss the bickering."

[sourkive]

002 : PLAY PRETEND.

Starring: Lee Bohyung.

Featuring: Park Chiwon.

Summary: Bohyung keeps a secret.

Word Count: 1k.

CW: There's just smut from the very beginning. They play with the idea of exhibitionism but nobody can actually see them. Bohyung has feelings for somebody else.

Bohyung’s skin is burning so hot, he’s shocked it doesn’t sizzle when his forearm presses against the cool glass of the hotel window. The room is so high that he’s on top of the world, and below is a beautiful view: one that Bohyung may have appreciated, were his mind currently able to function.

His voice is ragged, choking out moans that twist at the end, pitching up in ways his low voice isn’t used to. It cracks and breaks, and he would be humiliated if anybody else was bringing those noises out of him. But this was Chiwon, and Chiwon had heard much worse from Bohyung’s mouth. Bohyung has always prided himself on being a pillar of stability, stoic until the end, graceful and dignified. But what always took him off guard about Chiwon- and perhaps it shouldn’t, since Bohyung had accumulated so much experience with him over the years, was that he was really big. Really big. Bohyung didn’t want to investigate this aspect of his personality too deeply, but there was something about feeling like he was one too-hard thrust away from being split in two that just undid him; and Chiwon had long since intuited that. 

“I've been thinking about this all week,” Chiwon grunts out, his hips snapping roughly against Bohyung’s ass, the sound of skin on skin filling the room almost as loudly as Bohyung’s broken cries. Bohyung wants to reply, and wants to tell Chiwon that he has, too, but words don’t come to him. Chiwon is so deep inside of him, fucking him up against the hotel room window. He’s going hard and fast, like he always does, and when Bohyung’s knees finally quit wobbling and just buckle, a strong arm wraps tightly around his waist, pulling his back flush against Chiwon’s body and keeping him on his feet. 

“Look down.” Chiwon mutters in his ear. He takes a step forward, pushing Bohyung’s body with him, until he’s pressed flush against the cool glass, his chest flattening against the surface. He whimpers a little, not fully registering the instruction until a large hand strikes his ass. it’s not too hard; but it stings just enough to send a jolt of interest through Bohyung’s body. 

Bohyung trusts Chiwon. he’s trusted him ever since they gave one another their first kisses as trainees, wrapping their fingers together and hearing the fireworks go off in the empty dance studio after hours. Things had gotten quiet after Bohyung left HMT, with no proximity to one another it was easy for the chemistry to fizzle out. But then, a few months ago, Chiwon had debuted again, and they’d locked eyes at Music Bank and found themselves doing this again, phone calls, late night car dates, booking hotel rooms in their home city just to fuck in. When he was younger, Bohyung thought he would be in love with Chiwon forever. 

“Look down.” Chiwon repeats, and Bohyung does this time. The room is too high up to see anybody on the ground; which was the only reason they could risk something like this, but realism didn’t matter. It was fantasy, and it’s no less hot when Chiwon leans in, talking in Bohyung’s ear in a low, dark voice, so different to his usual jovial manner. “The whole city’s down there, baby. So easy for them to look up and see what a little whore you are.” 

Nobody can see them. Bohyung knows that, but his whines still grow sharper, a hand curling around the top of Chiwon’s forearm. Chiwon takes no pity even as tears fall from Bohyung’s eyes, just pushes him tighter against the window, pounding him with unrelenting force and pace. And there has always been so much in Bohyung’s head, a constant tornado of anxiety and good posture and perfecting the mask of the boy next door. Chiwon understood better than anybody that sometimes, Bohyung just needed to be slapped around and called a dirty slut; and Bohyung once thought he might be in love, but now he’s really just here for the rough sex and giant cock. 

“i’m gonna-” Bohyung doesn’t have to finish the sentence, just the start of it has Chiwon going faster, losing a little rhythm but hitting the sweet spot with every thrust. It’s a final stretch, and shortly after Bohyung’s orgasm whitens the edges of his vision and rings his ears so loud he can’t even hear the cry he feels his throat vibrate with, Chiwon is burying his face in Bohyung’s shoulder and groaning deeply and brokenly in turn.

They give themselves a minute or two, Bohyung feels Chiwon kiss along the span of his shoulders before slowly, carefully pulling out. Bohyung mourns the fullness, hand steadying him on Chiwon’s bicep as he hobbles to the bed, collapsing face first with a ragged sigh.

“I was gonna clean you up.” Chiwon says with a laugh. “But now you’ve just spread it all over the bedsheet.”

“Window too.” Bohyung says with a groan, tucking his arms underneath his head. There's a pause, presumably as Chiwon looks to the dirtied pane, and then he groans. 

“How do we clean that up?” he asks.

Bohyung shrugs. “You wanted to fuck against the window, your problem.” He says with a small laugh. Rolling onto his back, he stretches out his arms. “You can clean up later, hyung. Hold me for a bit.”

Chiwon falls into Bohyung’s open arms with an eager grin. He takes Bohyung’s face in his hands, and presses a kiss to his nose, and he stares down at him with all the affection in the world.

Bohyung could have everything, if he’d let himself truly have Chiwon. 

But that’s what makes him not want him. What Bohyung wants is truly unattainable. And maybe he’s an asshole, but if he could, he’d trade Chiwon in in a heartbeat for someone else. Someone in particular, who Bohyung really isn’t supposed to be attracted to. One who’d never see him the way Chiwon does, never fuck him or love him or trust him the way Chiwon does. Bohyung thinks maybe that’s why it’s what he wants. 

“How come it’s always so good?” Bohyung asks with a lopsided grin, and Chiwon gives him a shy smile as if he wasn’t just slapping his ass and unabashedly roping Bohyung into his voyeurism kink. 

“Cause I love you.” Chiwon says. Because he says it all the time. Even though they’d never really been together. Chiwon told Bohyung he loved him after their first kiss, and he never rescinded it, not even all these years later. 

Bohyung doesn’t respond verbally. He responds the way he always does, kissing the part of Chiwon’s neck that he really likes to be kissed, wrapping his legs tight around his waist and rolling their hips together. And in record time, a large hand wraps around his throat and pushes his head down back onto the pillow, and Chiwon has that dark look in his eyes again.

“Already?” He asks with a smirk. “You really are a whore.”

Bohyung up looks at Chiwon with an arch expression and a nod. And he’s able to purge that other face from his mind for a while.

[loversarcade]

Kye Chiwon. Vampire. Immortal. Hotel concierge. Not safe to come across at night.

[hymnoire]

"Your feet are freezing!" chiwon @ mara :) the other bed-sharing options were too sweet; chiwon is going to complain the whole time... ( but secretly she is feeling oh-so-cozy and safe when her and Mara share a bed 💛)

"Oh Yeah? You like my cold feet? You want more of them?" Mara replies on a cheeky tone as she turns around in the bed to face Chiwon. There were nights like this, nights of sleepovers just the two of them here in Chiwon's bedroom. The sheets are comfortable, the bed frame is of quality, a comfort that could pass as the perfect illusion of not being stuck in a recorated prison cell. Out of playfulness and quite frankly just wanting to annoy Chiwon even more. Mara entangles their legs under the blanket, only to press her feet even more against Chiwon's, perfect knowing the other will fight back. It does make Mara laugh to mess around, making sure she keeps her feet on Chiwon's no matter how much the other tries to dodge and push her away, using hands to remain in place and letting out laughters of chaos making. After a small game of tangled limbs and legs, she slows her teasing down as she still faces Chiwon in the dark. The blanket is right above both of their shoulders, keeping them warm in their matching white cotton night tanks and shorts. Their eyes are connected under the dimmed lights of the corridors bulbs as Mara's fingers reach out to Chiwon's hair. Whenever together, Mara forgets about the cruelty of the world they left outside, the one they left behind, the unfairness and the violence that lead her to become what she became, a pariah, a murderer. A part of her did not want to ever be released, to just stay here in this microcosm of concrete they made their queendom out of. It was as twisted as delusional, to think this reality was the sweetest she ever knew - however - this gentle illusion made her nights peaceful, lulled by a feeling of being exactly where she is supposed to be. There is this game of theirs sometimes, one she likes playing with Chiwon where they imagine a complete new life for themselves : new identities, new names, new daily routines, incongnito and free. "I found a name for our store. So how about At Chira's? It's the combination of our names like Chi for Chiwon and Ra for Mara-" She pauses, her eyebrows bending slightly. "Oh wait no.. Now that I say it out loud, it sounds like some crappy restaurant where only serve a bunch of retired yakuzas-" She then speaks, her index finger still twirling with the other's lock gently. "The Wonders of Chiwon and Mara? Ugh- Yeah now it's a strip club- " A laughter escapes from her lips. "God you know what, we should just open some shady business, at least I got ugly names fitting for that," Mara adds in a joking tone, a sleepy laughter following. There is a silence she leaves before carrying on, her eyes drifting a bit, breaking the eye contact with Chiwon however, their faces remaining close. "Hey..." She whispers again, in a tone that's almost impossible to hear. "... If we get out of there, I mean, when we're free and everything, you won't leave me behind right?" The grand Inspector Lim Mara, back in the days used to stand high and strong, wrapped in an ego of praise and notorioty and status. The episodes that followed in her life however proved to Mara how everything and everyone she ever knew simply turned their back on her. Despising her, walking away from her, not daring to pronounce her name anymore for her sins. Even her very own mother. "... You won't go away.. Yeah?"

        bed sharing starters:    still accepting.

[duskhallowed]

muses as: Barbies' vs. Kenergy users

Barbies Xing: Ocean Princess Barbie !!!!!!!!! my most Barbie Barbie, perhaps... ( except she's kind of dark-sided & evil but w/e. ) Mei-ling: Ocean Magic Barbie Etienne: a Barbie that was designed in the 2000's to compete with darker-gothic themed dolls like Monster High, etc. She's a Barbie but edgier (all her accessories are vampire themed) Itzel: Beer Barbie (a Barbie who really likes Beer: a very controversial Barbie created in a brand deal with some light-beer company ajsjaj ) Evie: Drummer Barbie (a bat is included in her box-- for destroying Barbie cars, busting in the windows of exes who broke her heart, etc. ) Kat: a Barbie that's part of a superhero/Marvel-ripoff line: Black Widow/Yelena rip-off Barbie. Chiwon: Prison Queen Barbie Kens Lee: Drug Dealer Ken Kadirye: uwu e-girl Ken: was supposed to be sold as a Barbie but has such pure kenergy that she is used as and now commonly understood to be a Ken. Nico: Overly Online Ken (ONLY sold with the Antisocial Artist Barbie; Angel. a inseperable but platonic Barbie/Ken duo: they are not sold apart) Sly: Heavy Metal Guitarist Ken (matches Heavily Tattooed Barbie) Tai: a Ken that was assigned to a Barbie (Sol) who turned out kinda evil & insane and parted ways with her assigned Ken, so now the Ken has hella identity issues & other Issues to face ( is based on his vampire verse backstory sksksk ) Finlo: weird dirty indie boy Ken

he is NOT Kenenough: Gioven. tried to take over during the Kenvolution of 2023 and was exiled out of Barbie/Ken society. sent to live with the little army men and barrels of monkeys

[goingundcr]

Open || It was only a matter of time until his lifestyle caught up with him. Chiwon was surprised it hadn't happened before. Someone standing there before him, three words as simple as a breath but enough to trigger a sharp panic in his chest. I know you. Was it his gaming streams? His adult streams? Or his position as the youngest child of a powerful criminal family? One was better than the other two, but he had no way of knowing. "Sorry, what?"

[hellonoblesky]

HI WILL

Nicknames: Peepaw, old man, and a few spins on my irl name

Zodiac: Libra

Height: Taller than u

Last googled: List of Angels in theology (needed a name for a character)

Dream job: Writer or mortuary tech

Fav song: Blood On Your Tongue - Direct Hit!

Fav instrument: my darling guitar named Gengar

Fav aesthetic: Blood on cold marble and guts and maximalism and rabid rabid beasts and hunting dogs and obsession and cannibalism basically whatever the FUCK nbc Hannibal has going on bht make it punk

Fav author: Bonnie Quinn, Michael Buckley (the guy who wrote Miniature Men and Helio Music, not the children’s book author), Timmothy Zahn, Chiwon Choi, my good friend Overdue and my best best friend Mae

Fun fact: I get hungry at the smell of formaldehyde

tags: @negative-speedforce @maeday-69 @etchedstars @noose-lion @dapperenby13 and anyone else who wants to :3

hehehe starting another tag gamee

nickname : irl i dont rlly have one?? also dont think i have one here??

zodiac sign : cancer <33

height : 5'6 (168cm maybe??)

last thing I googled: the road toll from where we stayed at the beach to home

amount of sleep: bro like 6 then i was up for a few hours then 2 more

dream job: upper high/uni teacher (specifically english and humanities) but if not idk i just wanna sit in my room with my silly little guys

movie/book that describes me the most: movie would probably be ladybird it makes me so fdahfdhalk

favorite song: atm gibson girl by ethel cain (been listening to her album recently fdhlhfald)

favorite instrument: to listen to, i lovee the sound of orchestral string instruments in pop/modern songs. to play would be drumkit or guitar

favorite aesthetics: omggg so many but i love downtown girl/rockstar girlfriend (even tho i AM the rockstar and the girlfriend ehehe)

favorite author: as of now octavia e. butler

random fun fact: my favourite potato chip flavour is sea salt and balsamic vinegar

npt <3 @zzzzzzzzzee @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @literatureisdying @tellme-o-muse @recklessandyoung @holdmyteaplease @strawberryloveyyy @syzygy-yzygy @svnflowermoon @ineedibuprofen @august-taylors-version @a-portal-to-nowhere @qwerty-keysmash @judeisthedude @wastedonthesebutterflies @skeelly @trying-to-be-cool-abt-it @bookscorpion73 @mandythedino @personifiedgoldenretriever @notatypicalhumanatall @isitoversnowtvs @stopurlosingme @evermore-4-life @evazlana @giveuthemo0n and anyone else that wants to join <33

[4gives]

random tidbits about . . . boyeon .

⁰¹. has an older brother , chiwon . he's only a few years older so they grew up with a well balanced , close relationship ( as well as siblings can ) . chiwon has a more extroverted personality and loves to pick on boyeon. He often crashes on boyeons couch and is always texting him stupid memes. they dance together when they can , chiwon owns a dance studio and always has a room open for boyeon to fill : he knows his brother didn't follow the same path as him and didn't lean into their talent of dancing but also knows that Bo still loves to dance .

⁰². is a clingy drunk , he wants to be in your skin . a little louder than normal but not as shy : confidence coming to the front for once and oozing from him . dances and simply has a good time , he may say some things that don't make sense , sometimes it teeters into him being more outspoken about things he's usually shy about . he's grumpy when he's hungover though ..

⁰³. he smells sweet , like lingering in a bakery . A beginning swirl of vanilla and honey that creates a sweet cream aroma adding the hint of pineapple that only drives that sweetness up .

⁰⁴ . his mom is sick , so he and chiwon visit home to help take care of her , even if she says shes fine ; their father , a kind man who has always put his family first , has that look in his eyes when he's watching her bat them away : telling them she's not doing as well as she claims . so they stay at their childhood home and spend time with her and will do the same thing every weekend until she dies.

⁰⁵ . extremely sensitive on his ears ; eye contact can feel intimate to him ( but it's equally important to him whether you're a friend or something more ) . likes to be touched , but only if he likes you . ticklish on his sides and neck .

⁰⁶. likes to bake more than cooking meals , but still skilled in making a good handful of meals because his brother sucks at it . I can see him cooking breakfast for any company he has stay over too . chiwon probably got him a cute little dainty an apron as a joke . started baking when he was a teenager and worked at the local corner store near his home .

⁰⁷ . reads a lot . mainly dark romance but he keeps that to himself ; he has a few bookshelves in his apartment that have dark romance books flanked by regular books in his attempt to hide them . chiwon makes fun of him for it but he doesn't have a lot of people over so it's something he doesn't worry about much .

⁰⁸. he has a skin routine and washes his face with it every day / night . his mother bought the facial scrub he uses when washing his face everyday , and he will call her in the mornings after using it. I can see him with a robe on , reading his book on the couch while he's waiting on his facial mask ..

⁰⁹ . is an early riser , but does take naps often

¹⁰ . shy BUT confident . I'm not explaining.

[lastarabesque]

clueless: 3/4

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