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Lost a bet - positions
Prompt:
So you lost a bet and posted that you wanted to try out some sex positions and were looking for volunteers. As soon as you were allowed, you were going to go delete it, but then you looked at the replies. Who said they wanted to do each one with you?
How it works:
Go to “Random.org”.
Click on “Lists & More” and then “Lists Randomised”.
Enter the names of 18+ people/characters.
Use the first 10 to find out who volunteered for each one.
PS: This is my first time posting on tumblr so the sizes of things, font and all those kinda things might be a little wacky, but I’ll try to fix it afterwards.
You can check out my other stories at AFF. Now, enjoy reading 10 bad smuts to fulfill your daily bad smuts quota.
Oh yeah nearly forgot, thanks to @existslikepristin for the tag.
Rosé - Missionary
“Everything I need is on the ground.”
The music ends, the ending pose done, everyone claps. Today is the last day of practice before Rosé’s solo debut tomorrow afternoon.
You went to the showers in the dance studio after debriefing. A cold shower does wonders for relieving body ache after intense practice sessions.
As you prepared to leave the studio, you saw Rosé still practicing by herself, wearing the tight short skirt outfit she’s about to perform in tomorrow.
Rosé bent forward as the music reached the chorus, her safety shorts failed to adequately cover up her butt cheeks as they came into your view. Your pants abruptly got tight at the sight.
You desperately try to divert your attention as Rosé caught you staring at her. Instead of calling you out about it, she began twerking harder, letting her plump butt freely bounce in front of you.
“Like what you’re seeing?”
“Yes…..” You shyly replied
“Well I could use some releasing, haven’t had a cock for a while.”
She lowered her skirt and panties in a single stroke, “How you like that?”
“Huh?”
“I mean how would you like to fuck me?”
“Missionary please, I’d like to see your face.”
She lays down on the floor and spreads her legs wide, “Vanilla huh, I like it. I’m already on the ground, what are you waiting for?”
You’ve finally realised the true meaning of “Everything I need is on the ground”. Let’s just hope that both of you won’t be too tired to perform tomorrow.
Doggy - IU
Having a bubbly and needy girlfriend like Jieun can be both a blessing and a curse.
The blessing, a very fulfilling sex life, anytime and anywhere.
The curse, it’s hard to reject her when she wants them but you don’t. Her aegyos and delicate moans were like cheat codes that made you do whatever she told you to.
In the present, you’re faced with two very major problems you had to deal with. On one hand, you had a report and 2 proposal you needed to turn in by tomorrow
On the other hand, you had a needy girlfriend who’s willing to do anything to get you to fuck her.
Jieun had been doing everything she could to get you off work and pay attention to her. She started with strip tease, lap dance, progressing to slowly jerking you off and giving you a messy blowjob.
You had nearly given up, a few moans escaped your mouth, but in the end you were still working, and Jieun was also still working. She released your cock from her mouth and went to the bed.
Immediately, you heard sounds of wet flesh and Jieun’s soft moans.
“Ahhhh, why are you still working? You could be here balls deep in me. Ahhhhh, it would be better if it’s your giant cock inside me instead of my slim finger.”
That nearly tempted you off. Your cock was growing hard again, your hand slowly stroking it along to the beat of Jieun’s moans.
“Look at me!” She shouted. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have looked. The moment you turn your head, there is no going back.
Jieun was on all fours, her fingers in her pussy slowly pumping off.
“Come fuck your little slut. Look at how wet I am for you.”
Magnetized by her pussy, you gave up work and went over and grabbed her hips.
“You nasty little slut, distracting me from doing actual work. Now let me punish you.”
“Oh yeah, punish your little slut. Fill her with your cum and send her to heaven.”
Suffice to say your bosses were not impressed when you said you had to take care of your pet yesterday and couldn’t finish your work.
Cow girl - Jessica
Why are you in a 5 star hotel again? Oh yeah, you were at a family gathering with your wife Jessica.
But why does she look so mad? Did you piss her off doing something stupid again?
“Do you know why I’m mad right now?”
“No……” A ringing slap on your left cheek.
“Please explain why were you fucking my sister during the family gathering?”
Oh yeah, now you remember. Krystal was seducing you during dinner, which ended up with you getting caught by Jessica while cumming inside Krystal in their family house bathroom.
“Well……. Krystal was seducing me, and you did say it’s ok to touch your sister right?” A ringing slap on your right cheek.
“I said only when I’m not available. I was prepared to give you a surprise but you decided to be a bad boy.”
Jessica took off her bathrobe and revealed the red lacy lingerie underneath it.
Red - the ultimate colour of seduction. Jessica certainly knew how to get you fired up. Luckily for you, you too knew how to get her fired up.
Hug her hips, hand on her butt, face in front of her pussy “I’m sorry mommy, I have been a bad boy, please forgive me.”
“Ahhhh” Jessica moaned and pushed you down onto the bed hard. “You’ve been a really bad boy. Now let me ride you.”
“Yes. Please mommy.”
69 - Miyeon
“Hey Miyeon, look at me! I’m sliding down the slide upside down.”
She ignored you.
Miyeon had been acting all weird today. Like she was pretty weird normally but today even more so.
She told you she wanted to do something fun today, and then she brought you out to a playground in the middle of nowhere.
Was she going through nostalgia and wanted to relive her childhood? That doesn’t seem like it. She had been looking around scanning the area ever since you got here. What was she looking for, there’s nothing and no one in the vicinity.
“Hey baby, what are you doing?”
She approaches you with a smirk and grabs your crotch, gently rubbing it.
“Baby, I told you I want to do something fun right. Let’s fuck right here. Nobody is watching.”
“What…….” Before you could speak, Miyeon had unzipped your pants and started sucking your already hard cock.
“Can you at least let me sit upright first?”
“No, 69 is part of the fun. Now shut up and eat my pussy.”
“You’re one kinky girl Miyeon.”
Downward dog - Shuhua
You loved your job as a yoga instructor, and having your classes famous among idols is a huge reason for it.
It started out with Yerin and your extra sessions. Apparently she liked it so much that she introduced Joy to join your extra sessions too.
Since then, idols had been coming so frequently that you’ve had to space out the appointments as your body couldn’t keep up with the number of sessions.
Last week it was Yves and Chuu and this week it will be Shuhua.
“Hi Shuhua, how are you feeling today?”
“Great, just a bit stiff. I’ll need some help with stretching later, maybe your pole can be handy.”
“Alright, do you want to start off slow or go straight to the extra sessions.”
“Be fast please, I’m impatient.”
“Alright then, let’s start off with the downward dog pose. Put your hand on the floor and raise your hips up.”
“Good, looks like you have been following my advice and putting in extra work. Your thighs look very meaty.”
“I’ve been doing a lot of leg work recently.”
“I’ll message your butt and help you relax your muscles.”
“It feels great, please don’t stop.”
“What is this Shuhua, why is there a wet spot in between your thighs?”
“Ahhh, don’t tease me please.”
“Oh no, no panties. You’re a naughty student. Let me punish you.”
“Yes please, use your cock to help me stretch out my thigh pussy.”
Side saddle - Yuju
Some come to the beach for the relieving feeling, some for the tan, some for the sea breeze. But you’re here for the bikinis and tiddies.
Sitting under your beach umbrella, you can usually see a whole beach of beauties enjoying themselves. But not today.
The beach is desolate today, not much to see. Just the occasional family with nothing impressive, not the usual group of eye candies.
The weather is beginning to turn and you prepare to abort. Just as you’re about to leave, you spot a lady sporting a red bikini slowly approaching from afar, heading towards your direction.
As she nears, you observe her fit body, her abs and her beautiful appearance.
“Hey, why are you here at the beach?”
“I came here for a walk. But it seems like the weather today is not cooperative.”
“That’s unfortunate, maybe we can do something together to create some memories and remedy that.”
She scans your body. Instinctively, you flex up your abs.
“Alright, but we do it my way.”
She sits on top of your crotch which starts pumping up with blood. You scan around for one more time to ensure no one is watching.
While you scout, Yuju is busy relieving your cock from your pants and inserting it through her bikini bottom.
She begins bouncing on you slowly. The cold winds contrasted with the interior warmth of her pussy, heightening the experience.
Some come to the beach for the relieving feeling, some for the bikini and tiddies. But you’re here for the fuck.
Throat Swab - Jiho
A rich heiress by the name of Jiho has recently come under your radar. Her mansion was outside of the town and she lives really lowkey.
Made a rough survey of her mansion, it seems relatively lightly guarded given her wealth. No one except her servants went in and out of the mansion, not even Jiho herself had left the mansion throughout the few days.
Clock struck 12, sneaked into the mansion from the back door without anyone noticing
Circling around the mansion, surprised by how empty it is inside given the luxurious exterior. The heiress living inside must be pretty lonely.
Made your way to the master bedroom. Jiho sleeping elegantly in her princess themed bed.
Tied her up on her bed with ropes
Ransacked her mansion, took away many valuables. Heard a loud scream from the master bedroom
With lightning speed, headed to the source of the sound. Found Jiho struggling with her hands tied up
“What are you doing, let me go.”
“Shut up you nasty bi*** “ Placed your palm on her face to quiet her.
Instead of resisting, Jiho surprisingly licked your palm in a circular motion, her eyes telling you of her desire
Stuck your fingers into her mouth and she dutifully sucked it with vigour.
“You’re a needy little slut I see. You’re being kidnapped and yet you’re sucking my fingers”
“It has been a long time since I've seen a man. It’s natural to be needy.”
Released her, knowing she won’t run away. Brought her to the edge of the bed with her head hanging from the bed.
“I still need to keep you quiet, maybe I should stuff your mouth with my cock”
“Please fuck my mouth, please.”
Pearly Gates - Arin
You’ve always thought Arin was the good girl type. The type that would be shy about sex.
However, after a date started off with her sucking you off in the car, feet playing with your cock under the restaurant table, ass grinding on your crotch in an elevator and her hand guiding yours while touching her pussy in the cinema, you threw away all your dumb assumptions.
After a libidinous date, you came home utterly exhausted and immediately fell into your bed.
As you slowly dozed off to dreamland, Arin crashes on top of you, waking you up.
Instinctively you moved your hand to embrace her whilst both of you gradually drifted into slumber.
Your legs suddenly felt numb and a need to move them. Finding your legs trapped under Arin’s legs, the only way to move them was to spread out her legs.
Your legs slowly spreaded Arin’s legs out and you heard a barely audible moan from her.
Arin turned around with a soft smile and raspy voice “You still got juice to try out a new position?” and began grinding her posterior on you to get you in the mood again.
You quickly moved to remove the bottoms for the both of you “What’s this new position you’re talking about?”
“It’s called pearly gates, I learned it from reading a smut challenge.”
She impaled herself on your cock from above as you felt her being more tight in this position
The sex was great, and lucky for you Arin did not eat much for dinner.
Stand and Carry - Minju
“Ha, you suck at Mario Kart.”
“Yeah, yeah, you won. What do you want?”
“Carry me to the ice cream shop.”
“Can’t you walk yourself? You’re heavy, you know.” Despite bickering, you willingly bent down and told Minju to get on your back.
However, she refused and insisted on being carried on the front.
Minju wrapped her legs around your waist and you felt her moist core pushed up against your crotch.
“No panties?”
“Shut up, just go.”
You’re sure she already felt it but your cock was rock hard and bulging out after knowing your girlfriend’s kinky behavior.
As you carried her towards the store, every little movement and vibration of a step caused your clothed bulge to rub against Minju’s bare pussy.
Minju tried her best to hold back her moans but occasionally some slipped out which attracted the attention of people nearby.
Not only do you have to deal with the weird glances from the passersby, but also your internal desire to fuck Minju then and there.
At the last 100 meters, Minju’s soft moans suddenly became a deep groan, her whole body gripped on yours as she orgasms. A gush of fluid wettens your pants on the crotch area.
Just as Minju recovered from her bliss, you spotted an empty alley and headed there.
Making quick work of your pants with Minju still hanging on you, you swiftly inserted your cock into her drenched pussy.
Guess she won’t have a clean skirt to go home with.
Spooning - Taeyeon
*This one is a little long
After watching Aladdin at the cinema, you headed home alone.
Windy, starry night, with roads empty due to the cold weather. You enjoyed this lonely feeling, it was what you’re used to after all. It brought peace to your mind, away from the loneliness in your shack, away from the judging eyes of society.
All was good until a shady looking fella approached from the opposite direction. He was carrying a big gunny bag behind him, panting. It must’ve been heavy.
At first glance, you would’ve assumed him to be a murderer, carrying a fresh corpse behind him.
He approaches you and tells you hastily “Do you want a body pillow? It has a really beautiful lady on it.”
Totally weirded out. “No thanks, I have no use for it.”
“Just take it, bye.” He dumped the bag onto you, the weight of the bag bringing you down to the ground. He’s nowhere to be seen after you stood back up, disappeared into the wind.
Not wanting to be fined for random disposal of garbage, you carried the gunny bag home. The road home was an ascend, filled with potholes and untamed bushes, fitting for the blighted part of town you live in. Those combined with your fat figure made you pant the whole way home.
You carried the gunny bag home and opened the thing inside. Well at least he wasn’t lying when he said it had a beautiful lady on it at least.
Beauty is relative, but the woman on the pillow was undoubtedly a good view for the eye, especially when compared to your face which only your mum could love.
The day was a long one for you. You were prepared to go to bed by then. Instead of throwing it away, you just hugged the body pillow and went to sleep.
Sleeping naked, you wanted to rub the magic lamp before sleeping, but ultimately decided against it. Whilst falling asleep, you subconsciously rubbed the body pillow a few times, its material comfy enough to not become trash.
Suddenly a weird smoke came out from the body pillow followed by a bright glow of light.
You were temporarily blinded but when you regained vision you saw a fine lady in front of you.
“Hi, my name is Taeyeon. I’m genie for you boy. Tell me your wish”
“Damn, I must’ve been way too absorbed in the movie to be dreaming like this.” You thought.
“You’re not dreaming sir, I will fulfill 3 wishes of yours”
Remembering how your life had been a family friendly film without any adult action scenes, more Spongebob than Fifty Shades of Grey, you’re not going to miss the dance to rectify that.
“Well you do look quite hot, it won’t hurt to have a wet dream. I wish to fuck you while hugging you.”
“Your wish is granted, Sir”
Taeyeon slowly removed her clothes, her perky breasts bouncing out of her bra, her removal of panties unveiled her cleanly shaven pussy, all illuminated by moonlight shining on her fair skin.
She snuck into your embrace, which wasn’t the most comfortable position due to your bloated size, but it still worked. Grabbing your adorably sized cock, she impaled herself onto your cock and started moving.
Your sexual awakening felt incredible, Taeyeon’s pussy was tightly squeezing your cock. You couldn’t go very deep, and you felt sad about it.
“I wish for you to praise me.”
“Your wish is granted, Sir”
Taeyeon’s moans went from soft squeaks to loud groans, her movement increasing in pace.
“Yes Sir, you fill me up so good.” Even though you knew she was just fulfilling your wish, you couldn’t help but feel proud of yourself for the first time in your life.
With the encouragement boost, you began to thrust your dormant hips into her, in unison with her thrusting down.
“Sir, why are you growing bigger. Ahhh”
You’re growing bigger, that’s good to know. Your banging grows in strength to the point of moving the bed with you.
Your neighbours would look down on you even more but you didn’t care. For the first time in forever, you’re doing something you like and you won’t let others disturb you.
“Hghhhh, I’m cumming Sir.”
“Me too. AHhhh, let’s cum together.”
Together, something you weren’t particularly familiar with. The orgasm was great, the sex was great, but even better was doing it with someone who enjoyed and appreciated you.
“One more round?”
“Sorry but I’m too tired sir, you fucked me too good.”
“Thanks for saying that but you don’t need to flatter me.”
“No I mean it sir, you’re the best one I’ve had.”
Warmth filled your insides, not only did your first sex didn’t go down the drain, she even praised you for being good. Your vision was becoming blurry, but you’re sure it was sweat flowing from your forehead.
“Alright then, good night Taeyeon.”
“Good night Sir”
As you awaken the next morning, Taeyeon’s morning visuals stunned you. You haven’t had the chance to properly see how she looked but now that you did, she was gorgeous.
At the same time, Taeyeon also woke up from her sleep.
“Last night was incredible Sir. You were so good.” Her compliment made you replay the scene from yesterday. It had been a long time since anyone had said you’re good at anything.
“That reminds me, you have one more wish Sir, please make the most out of it.”
“What will happen to you once I make my last wish? Will you just disappear? Will last night just be another sweet memory that I’ll forever replay in my mind?” Tears were beginning to form as you’re about to go back to the lonely dark self after experiencing how good things could’ve been.
“Unfortunately. Yes Sir.”
An idea suddenly struck you, “What if I wish for you to stay with me forever?”
“Your wish will always be fulfilled Sir.”
“I wish for you to stay with me forever.”
“Your wish is granted, Sir”
With that, another burst of light blinded you and you’re left alone in your room again, back to square one. Why did you think that you could escape this lonely life destined for you?
One day as you’re going back home from another movie, you saw someone carrying a gunny bag.
The scene felt awfully familiar. You approached the person and realised it was a girl this time around.
“Hi, my name is Taeyeon. I’m from the Girls Generation Genie Team. We work to grant the wishes of all lonely kids in the area. Could you help me with this bag of supplies?”
“Yes! Yes!”
Maybe being a lonely kid wasn’t so bad afterall.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Hope you’ve enjoyed it. Feel free to tell me anything wrong or where I still need to improve.
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love passes by
Characters: Hyunjae & You
Setting : childhood friends to lovers feat good old mutual pining and a sprinkle of angst
Summary: Hyunjae was too easy to fall in love with. Too bad you knew it was bound to end in a heartbreak.
Words: 4.7k
Partly inspired by his A to BoyZ video, IU’s When love passes by cover.
Gangneung was a relatively small town by the beach, where most people made a living of fishing or something related to that and countryside tourism. You never had the ambition to leave for a bigger city, to live the infamous Seoul life because you were content with the simple one you had.
After finishing high school, instead of pursuing further education, you started working as a waitress at your family's fried chicken restaurant. You used to do the same during summer breaks, so the regulars knew you already, greeted you as if you were their daughter just the same. Living in the suburbs of the town made it feel like a lovely village where everyone knew everyone and other than the mass of tourists in the summer season no new faces arrived. Nobody that could have turned your life upside down.
Not until Lee Jaehyun.
He wasn't a totally new face per se, but still, it had been years since the town had seen any of him and now he was back.
"Kwak Auntie's family visits her for the summer. Have you heard? Nobody knows why all of a sudden. We haven't seen them in years," you overheard a few murmurs in the restaurant about the news but didn't give it much thought even though the ahjumma lived right next to your family's home. You knew that if something was indeed going on, you would get to know it in time. And how right you were about it!
"Hm?" You looked up from your food when your mother called your name during dinner and she looked at you like she always did when she had something to ask. She always looked so apologetic about it even though you rarely said no because you had never been the rebellious kind and her requests weren't huge things either.
"You know, Mrs Kwak's daughter and grandson will come to town for the summer. I was thinking since you and Jaehyun used to play together, it would be nice if you could show him around, so he would see a familiar face."
You gulped down the spoonful of rice before nodding, throat closing up in a way that threatened to suffocate you.
"Sure," you croaked out, digging your own grave.
Truth was, seeing Hyunjae again was dangerous to your fragile heart but in such a small neighbourhood it was inevitable, so you might have as well bitten the bullet and taken it.
You just didn’t expect it to happen so soon, so sudden.
"Petite!"
The familiar, playful voice called your old nickname so affectionately that your lips trembled as you forced a smile, halting your movements. You needed to take a breather before turning around to face the boy who had grown into a young man over the years. After all, you had been sixteen and hopelessly in love with him when you had last seen him.
“Hyunjae...”
The name you used to call him fell from your tongue naturally as you saw him jogging up to you on the sidewalk a corner away from the street where you both resided and you felt your heart do a silly flip (or more like a slip) in the confines of your ribs as you caught the sight of him.
Your childhood friend had been handsome already once he had grown into his lanky limbs, face thinning with the years, eyes ever so mischievous but the good span of seven years that had passed since you had met matured his features. He was even taller, shoulders wide and his soft brown hair was styled sideways, still letting a few locks fall into his forehead. His thin lips were pulled into a wide smile and the dark of his irises sparkled with a giddiness. It was almost like he hadn’t changed a bit. He still wore clothes a bit too big on his slim frame, long, elegant fingers disappearing in the sleeves of his white shirt. His smile was so bright it outshone the Sun and small wrinkles appeared around his narrowing eyes. You needed to remind yourself to breathe.
“I heard you’re back… for the summer,” you fumbled with the words clumsily like a puppy learning to stand on its feet. Truth be told, you had no idea how to act around him without being awkward. You should have been over it, way over it, but seven years had passed and all those messy teenage feelings were back.
“Yeah, yeah I guess I am,” Hyunjae chuckled and the echoing sound of it messed up your heartbeat.
Oh if he knew how he made you feel! But despite him being so straightforward and sharp about everything else, he seemed so oblivious to your feelings that it made your heart ache. You had convinced yourself that he knew, he knew about it all too well and didn’t bring up only to save you from embarrassment, to save you from a hurtful rejection. You also convinced yourself it was better this way: he always left after all. He lived on the other end of the country and you didn’t want to be anyone’s summer fling.
“Where are you going?” Hyunjae inquired curiously, hands slipping deep into his pockets, eyes expectant as they were searching for yours but you refused to look up.
“Just running a few errands,” you shrugged and lifted the bag in your hand with a container full of fresh kimchi from Mrs. Kim a few streets down.
“For the restaurant? Gosh, I missed your mother’s fried chicken! Hers is the best. Just don’t tell my mom,” the boy next to you joked and you got startled when his fingers grazed against yours around the strap of the bag. You were so taken aback by the sudden action that you let go instinctively and the boy took the baggage from you.
“I can do it,” you protested, reaching for the strap after a moment of shock but Hyunjae’s mouth curled up in a smirk as he raised an eyebrow in challenge.
“Good luck taking it from me.”
For a second long you held the eye contact but then you were the first one to give up, of course you were. You turned your head, feeling your cheeks heat up at the depth of his dark eyes and his laughter filled the quiet streets with life. His steps resumed and you needed a moment to catch up under the scorching Sun.
“Have you been well?” he asked, sounding curious and your heart wished to tell him how much you had missed him all this time but it was too pitiful.
“Same old, same old. You know, nothing much changes down here. I’ve been doing well,” you answered instead because really, you had no complaints. Your life wasn’t exciting at all but you didn’t need it to be, you didn’t need heart attacks like Hyunjae to come more often than they did. Which also came to the fact that he was indeed there after all these years and you wondered why all of a sudden. However, you didn’t want to push, so your voice was kind and your tone was tentative as you asked: “And you?”
“Good. Seoul keeps me busy as always,” he said but he was short on words, didn’t tell you much, nothing specific and you were too afraid to ask, so instead you thanked him for his help with the container when you reached your house. It felt awkward not to know how to say goodbye. Your mother might have asked you to show him around but you weren’t kids anymore, he didn’t need a helping hand to get to know a town he had already been familiar with and you didn’t want to become a bother. But as soon as you turned around to go into the house, hand already on the handle, the boy called after you.
“When is your next day off? We could hang out a bit, catch up,” he suggested casually and it gave you a feeling similar to nausea.
“I’m free on Monday,” you told him and closed the door behind you so quickly that you missed his bitter smile.
The beach sand burnt under your bare feet.
“Remember when we were playing tag around here?” Hyunjae brought up suddenly and you hummed, grateful to the ice cream in your hand to cool you down a bit. You walked closeby, arms almost brushing, sharing stories here and there, nothing serious though, nothing that could have ruined the light atmosphere.
“Yeah. You always cheated,” you scoffed but with no malice and the gasp the boy let out was playful as well.
“Not my fault that I run faster,” he objected to your accusations to which you rolled your eyes.
“You just have longer legs,” you argued and as you started bickering about something so trivial like this, you could feel the tenseness melt in your bones and looking at him didn’t hurt that much anymore. By the time you both devoured your sweet treats, you had walked along the beach up to the famous white lighthouse and the ground turned more rocky than sandy. It didn’t stop the boy from chasing you to prove a point and laughter bubbled up your throat as you looked over your shoulder while trying to find your balance on the colder surface.
Hyunjae threatened that he would catch you and you weren’t going to let him, but you didn’t pay enough attention to the slipperiness of the rocks as you jumped from one to another and before you knew you lost your stable point. You had already gotten ready to land on your butt in the shallow sea water, but before that could have happened, slim fingers wrapped themselves around your waist, holding you in place. Hyunjae caught up with you just in time and the giggles stuck in your throat as he pulled you back into safety, close to his chest, looking down at you with worrisome eyes.
“I told you I’d catch you,” he murmured and you gulped. Oh how you wished he would have been there to catch you when you fell (deep in love with him).
Hyunjae became a regular at the restaurant your parents owned. He was always doted on, getting free treats just because he flashed a pretty smile. Or maybe it was because of his neverending compliments on which you called him out after a while.
“No, for real! Fried chicken became my favourite because of this place, so let me enjoy it,” he insisted and let out a moan at the taste of the crispy meat and you let out a laughter before running off to serve another customer.
You slowly got used to having him around, having him keep an eye on you from across the place. Sometimes he was there for hours long, a notebook in front of him, pencil in hand, hovering over the table, only looking up with a bright and mysterious smile when you walked by to refill the water jug on his table. He never showed you what he was working on.
Sometimes he stuck by until closing hours and then, no matter how much you objected, he stole a wet cloth for himself and helped you wipe off the tables, turning the volume on the radio up, having fun around the place. It was indeed more fun with him there, you had to admit and if it wasn’t for you fearing your heart, you might have admitted it out loud.
“Come on, dance with me,” Hyunjae held a hand out just when you wanted to get a mop and clean the floor but he saw through your weak protests and took your hand in his.
Your parents and other employees had left already, it was only the two of you for once in this cozy place you knew as your second home. An English song you liked came up on the radio and the boy had you twirl and laugh as you stumbled around in-between tables as if you were in a ball room. When he pulled you close and you felt his heartbeat over his chest, eyes boring deep into yours, you told yourself you only imagined the hammering speed of his heart and the longing of his eyes. It made it easier to laugh it off and to let go of his hand when the song ended.
Just one song, for that much you could let yourself be in love.
Again. Still.
Warm sand stuck to your water-soaked feet as you watched the waves play with your toes every other minute. It was getting dark, you were supposed to go back soon after another day off spent together. The silence wasn’t heavy, just nice and cozy, just like being next to him. So you didn’t expect him to tell you anything grande. Not until his quiet voice got lost in the wind.
“I dropped out of college,” he said, as if it was final but his voice wasn’t sad. You didn’t know what to say. Sorry? It sounded weird because turning your head to look at him, he didn’t seem like hurting. Just maybe a bit afraid of judgement. There was an answer on the tip of your tongue but he was faster. “I wanna do art. Something to let my voice heard. Business is not for me.”
The words felt rushed, as if he wanted to explain himself but he should have known better: there was nothing to explain to you, he didn’t need to.
“You’re still young. You have plenty of time to find your way. Don’t waste it on something you don’t like,” you said trying to soothe his pain, trying to mend his wounds and the smile he gave you had you catch your breath in the throat.
Suddenly he looked much older than your teenage selves. Suddenly you felt like adults who shouldn’t have made rash decisions and while you were okay letting life go with the flow, enjoying the calm serenity of your seaside days, Hyunjae had always had big dreams and big ambitions. He had grown out of this town, he belonged to the city with its buildings reaching for the skies.
“Tell me about your art,” you spoke up before he could have done anything that made your heart falter even more. You turned back to the sea, watching the Sun set on the horizon while Hyunjae told you about how he had picked up on drawing first and then photography. You listened to the way he talked about what he liked in these and there was a surreal kind of jealousy building in your chest as you realized he was in love with art.
“You could show me one day. If you’d like to,” you whispered and you thought the waves washed away your wish but the stars seemed to listen as Hyunjae didn’t even take his eyes off you.
It wasn’t the first time you were in his room but back then it was a child’s room, now it was just a guest room with barely anything personal. You felt like walking in a territory you weren’t supposed to but Hyunjae acted very casual, telling you to make yourself home while he brought drinks and snacks. Sitting cross legged on his bed, looking out of the window, seeing the same as you see from your own window made you feel some type of way.
The boyish smile that pulled on his mouth when he got back just added to it but then he pulled out his sketchbook and camera, laying them both on your lap, letting you look over them, seeing into the depth of his art. You were in awe at the way he was able to capture the sea and the sunset or the way he made ordinary things like an empty street seem serene and beautiful. It struck you even harder when you flipped through his drawings made with nothing but pencil and yet so delicate and amazing. Your hand trembled though when you found a few drawings of you.
“I was just messing around and you were there,” Hyunjae shrugged, skipping a few pages full of you as if you had been on his mind just as much as he was on yours.
You didn’t ask why though, you didn’t dare.
Yet, you agreed when the boy asked whether you would stay over for a movie night and he put on his favourite superhero film before settling on the bed next to you. One movie turned into two and then a whole marathon, him lending you more comfortable shorts and an oversized shirt to wear to bed. Both of you knew you could have just gone home to change but somehow you didn’t have it in you to reject his offer. So you sat by the headboard of his bed next to him, in a soft white tee smelling like his laundry detergent, smelling like him, while watching Tony Stark save the world again.
Summer was passing too fast.
You knew you were getting too attached with each second. You knew you should have stopped it before it was too late but you were already too deep, especially after that day in the arcade.
Hyunjae was still sometimes a kid at heart and you couldn’t say no to him when he dragged you into the corner arcade, playing a few rounds of games, giggling so loud as if he had the time of his life. He even promised to win you your favourite Pokémon plush but after wasting ten thousand won you stopped him from trying, telling him it didn’t matter that much but he wasn’t one to give up.
“Give me your hand,” he said as you were sitting on a wooden bench waiting for the bus to come and you frowned as you looked at his determined face. You let out a small huff of a sigh and gave up already. Hyunjae was too stubborn, so if he didn’t want to tell you why, he wasn’t going to no matter how much you begged him to. You held your right hand in front of you with palms up but the boy’s gentle fingers quickly turned it over, nails grazing over the back of your hand before you felt something cold slide onto your index finger. You could only stare when you noticed the thin band of pink toy ring he just put onto you.
You blinked at him, seeking the warmth of his brown eyes on you but when he looked back at you, his mouth was already pulled up into a mischievous kind of smile, washing away any other emotions.
“See? I won you something,” he said triumphant and you were too taken aback to notice the matching silly plastic ring on his hand.
You had always had a fascination with summer rains but you would have never thought you would be caught in one with the boy who made your heart beat so abnormally.
The two of you were out on the beach, running around in the warm sand bare feet, splashing water to each other and laughing about some story he was telling you before you would have let out sounds of shrieks at the cold raindrops on your skin. It didn’t take even a minute for the downpour to turn into a storm, pouring enough water on you to soak your clothes through.
“Come, let’s find a hideout,” Hyunjae grabbed your hand, your slippery fingers fitting perfectly as he pulled you away from the beach but both of you chuckled by the time you made it under a balcony to catch your breath. You were quietly panting as you watched the storm move the trees and sunshades.
“I told you it was going to rain! You never listen to me,” you nudged the boy’s shoulder next to you but only then you noticed that you were still holding hands, fingers intertwined and there were so many unsaid questions in your eyes as you looked up at him. His hair was almost in his eyes, the brown mop sticking to his pale skin like second skin while the raindrops looked like pearls against his smooth features and sitting on his eyelashes. He was the most beautiful daydream you had ever seen.
Hyunjae called your name, gently, almost like a stroking touch and a breath got stuck in your lungs as you kept eye contact. You felt yourself drowning in his eyes and you weren’t sure you shivered because of the chilly breeze the storm brought. Those dark orbs on you had something serious in them, something that pinned you into place.
Hyunjae’s thumb stroked your wrist and the sharp inhale of air he took had his mouth parted, had you follow the movement with your eyes, only to have him take a step, impossibly closer to you. You needed to raise your chin to look into his eyes and when you saw him leaning down, your eyes fluttered closed on instinct.
It felt like dreaming, the drawn out moments, until a loud thud made you open your eyes.
“Yah, come inside, both of you will get cold!” The ahjumma from the nearby café yelled at you and embarrassed, with pink ears, you stepped away from Hyunjae. On your lips you were missing the feeling of something you never experienced: his kiss.
You didn’t talk about it. Hyunjae didn’t say anything even when he walked you home after the storm passed, so you just watched him go with a thudding heart.
But you should have been a fool to not notice how he avoided you the next couple of days until you got enough of this weird awkwardness between the two of you and you went over to the neighbouring house only to face unexpected news: the house was on sale. It was clear on the table displaying a phone number and when you pushed your way through the entrance, you only saw wrapped up and covered furniture. Mrs. Kwak was moving, that much was obvious. That must have been why her family came: for a last time. You couldn’t let that pass without comment, so knocking on Hyunjae’s door, you didn’t even greet him.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” you raised your voice immediately. There was a storm inside you threatening to spill and you could barely hold it together. He was never supposed to stay, you knew that much but to act as if this summer was like any other when in reality it was your last together was unfair. To you at least.
“I just wanted a chance to say goodbye before we leave,” the boy gulped, shoulder tense and eyes swimming with sadness. But you were too busy fighting your own demons, the hurt in your body, the ache of your heart to care about that.
“You should have told me nevertheless. How was I supposed to find out that you will leave next week and never come back?” You questioned harsher than you wanted and seeing Hyunjae’s face crumble made you guilty right away.
“Why are you so angry? You knew I was going to leave. Like every single time! I never made you believe otherwise. I didn’t want to give you hope when I can’t stay,” he said and arguing from the two sides of a doorstep really made it feel like you were on opposite poles of the absolute truth, yelling something that the other wouldn't have heard anyway. All you could hear were excuses while he only heard accusations. His question - Why are you getting so angry? - rang in your ear and you just wanted him to understand, finally, after all these years.
“That’s exactly the problem! You always leave,” you claimed, putting the blame on something that you had known from the get go, so in that sense you should have been blamed just the same but Hyunjae with that desperate darkness in his eyes seemed to get it.
“No, the problem is what we make it to be. The thing is: you belong here and I don’t. I’m just passing by like summer, I come and go like the ocean waves but you never asked me to stay,” he said through gritted teeth, leaning closer. He looked very cozy in the shirt over his tee, off the shoulder as he kept his balance on the door frame. At his words, you felt like air was knocked out of your lungs but if someone then Hyunjae knew exactly how to take your breath away. “Why do you think I haven’t visited in the last few years? Why haven’t I told you I’m in love with you?”
“You… what?” you blinked because his words didn’t make sense. Not to you, not now and the boy you had known all your life was standing in front of you as if he had been standing at the edge of a cliff before diving forward until your back hit the wall of the corridor behind you. With a hand on your neck, he tilted your head and pressed his chapped lips against yours so gently and so loving that you had the urge to cry. It was a goodbye you knew, so no matter how sweet it tasted your salty tears broke your heart.
“You’re being unfair,” you told him as you shoved him away until he stumbled back. You looked into his heartachingly beautiful eyes one last time. “You never asked me to leave with you either.”
After Hyunjae left, the town got quiet and calm again.
Your days were just the same and you claimed you didn’t want anything more no matter how pitying your own mother looked at you. It was like she knew yet you didn’t want to share your heartbreak story with anyone. You told yourself it would go away and months after months it seemed you were right.
On winter nights, you missed his warmth and in spring you wished he would be there to see the cherry trees bloom. When songs reminding you of him played on the radio you could smile again after almost a year and then you only thought of him from time to time when storms passed by the beach, the sea and the rain singing their own ode to him. You convinced yourself you moved on, almost believed it was better this way until news of someone buying the house next to you came.
“What? It can’t be bought by just anyone,” you looked at your mother in horror after she told you that the house is going to be turned into a studio and abruptly, you stood up from the table.
Mrs Kwak’s house was a part of your childhood, a place you cherished and treasured as it held many of your memories with Hyunjae: hide-and-seeks, movie nights and a kiss desperate and regretted. You didn’t want a stranger there who would do who knows what. It was irrational, you knew that much but you just couldn’t help it, the urge to do something. So you took the welcome tarte from your mom and got out of the house before she could have protested. You walked up straight to the van of the moving company and asked where you could meet the new owner. One of the guys from those who carried those brown boxes pointed towards the sea. There, on the beach sat a man in the sand, knees pulled up and hugged close to his chest.
Your heart skipped a silly beat as you got closer because you knew this silhouette all too well. You almost dropped the dessert in your hands when he turned around, looking straight at you.
“What are you doing here?” you asked in a trembling voice, trying to hide the childish ring on your finger in the meantime but Hyunjae always had sharp eyes and the small movement made him crack a smile. A heartwarming, genuine one.
“Staying.”
#hyunjae x reader#tbz x reader#the boyz x reader#hyunjae scenarios#6daysofhyunjae#i managed to write sth for him eventually#happyhyunjaeday#stories
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Kdrama recs Part 2
Hello @camsthisky and anyone else who cares! I do apologize for the delay on this post--it has only been 84 years since Part I of my kdrama recs, I know, and I thought about going for a full century but this is me finding a way to de-stress after watching the first episode of I-Land alkdjfadlksj I’m gonna die of heartbreak but whatever
Speaking of heartbreak, there is a lot to be found in Korea’s wonderful historical dramas, so like, be warned—or, if you are an angst-loving monster like me, settle down for hot guys and good cries
Let us begin! (or, if you want romantic modern dramas see Part 1)
1. Scarlet Heart Ryeo/Moonlovers:
aha ahahahahahaha *weeps* You may have heard people talk about this show. You may have heard ME talk about this show. This thing was my first kdrama ever and it RUINED ME
Disclaimer: I have seen this show once and rewatched it twice and on the rewatches I can never quite make myself watch the last 4 or 5 episodes because things get tragic and messy and I get mad. HOWEVER there is a lot of good in the first part of the show and because this thing was all the rage in everywhere but Korea itself, there’s like over 300 fanfic for it and several good fix-its, including one by my good friend @thelonelybrilliance
Ok so anyway this show which could also be called An Abundance of Princes starts with a young woman from modern times getting thrown back into ancient Goryeo during an eclipse and finds herself in the body of Hae Soo, the cousin of the wife of one of the princes, and thus she gets embroiled in royal affairs which are, quite frankly, a mess. See, the evil eyeliner prince (whom I love even when he’s the worst) is plotting with his mom to get the Crown Prince out of the way aka dead BUT who should return to the Palace but the 4th Prince, Wang So, who has spent at least half his life living as hostage to a powerful family.
So has a scar that cuts across his eye and which in this society makes him a horror to look at or smthing idk he just looks extra hot to me but anyway he wears a mask and is known as the wolf dog (or as the MURDER ANGST CUPCAKE thanks @abadpoetwithdreams). He might seem a little rough around the edges at first because his life has been hell but he really just wants to love and be loved okay people need to be nice to him wtf
Other princes include:
1. the Crown Prince, Wang Mu, a good egg, not particularly charismatic but he tried to protect his lil bro when no one else would
2. the 8th prince, Wang Wook, who reminds me of a fellow named Shane and I don’t mean the cowboy
3. the 10th prince, Wang Eun, a dumb adorable spoiled bby (played by Baekhyun from EXO)
4. the 13th prince, Baek Ah, a tol soft boi, an artist, a BAE, a BRO, a SHIPPER ON DECK
5. the 14th prince, Wang Jung this son will fight everyone he’ll fight himself he just loves to fight! Not always wise but he’s a good boy and I like him a lot
6. just realized I skipped the 9th prince but nobody cares
One quick note is that IU plays Hae Soo, and I enjoy her a lot in the first half of the show where she is still spunky and rebellious...sadly her character kind of falls apart/gets too weak for my liking as the episodes progress
The MAIN reason why I feel it my duty to recommend this show to everyone despite the fact I have never met anyone who wasn’t traumatized by it is LEE JOON GI
Yes, this man:
I mentioned him in the previous rec post—he played Bong Sang Pil in Lawless Lawyer (AND IS NOW CURRENTLY STARRING IN FLOWER OF EVIL WHICH WILL BE ON ANOTHER POST AHDFOIASDHGALDSKJF FRIQ I AM IN LOVE WITH THAT MAN)
BUT SERIOUSLY LOOK AT HIS PHOENIX EYES!!! HIS RAZOR SHARP FEATURES! HIS BIG ADORABLE EARS! HIS BEAUTIFUL EXCESSIVE BANGS! 4TH PRINCE WANG SO LOVE OF MY LIFE
SOMEONE PROTECT THIS BBY
2. Hwarang: Ok so right off the bat I am going to smack down a disclaimer that I can’t stand the female lead. TRULY CANNOT. Thus, I don’t like the romance, and only care about the love triangle as far as it just shows how sad and lonely one of the guys is. (Also there are scenes of dumb old men plotting and I don’t like them either). At the end of the show, I am happy that the one guy is NOT stuck with the female lead as his wife. Good for you sir
Sounds like a show to steer clear of then, right? WRONG. This is a show that you skip through because the scenes that are good? Are GREAT
Picture this: It is the Silla era of Korea, and the queen is ruling as regent in place of her son, who has been hiding all his life because everyone wants to kill him. Well, son is now grown and must soon come into the light and take the throne. Queen who both wants her son as king but also really likes being queen decides to do everyone a favor and form an elite fighting squad out of all the prettiest and most talented sons of nobles in the land, with the idea that they will be loyal only to the throne, and thereby keep their dads from plotting to destroy everything.
Let me tell you something, these ARE the prettiest boys in the land. Good hair, good jawlines, beautiful smiles—the cast lineup includes Park Hyung Sik and his cute lil elf ear, Park Seo Joon, Taehyung (yes from BTS!), and Choi Minho from Shinee, plus two other actors who are lesser known but who are drop-dead gorgeous. Anyway. Sorry, but they really are all beautiful.
The fun thing is they don’t all get along right away, a few of them are VERY much opposed to the other for various reasons, but they all have to bond and become brothers in arms. And what they don’t know is that the real king snuck in and is one of them. 10/10 I would die for the boys! (also Tae has an older half-brother who is a lower rank than him but whom he looks up to and that makes for cuteness and pain) Once you skip the boring or annoying parts of the show, the rest has so much delight, laughter, and oops pain, lots of pain. I want to go re-watch.
Two other things I should mention about the show: a super soft side romance between secondary characters and a game of, as they call it in the show, HOT SOCCER
^pretty boy 1 (with the cute elf ear sadly on the other side of his head)
^pretty boy 2 (sad cheekbone bby) and pretty boy 3 (happy cheekbone bby)
^pretty boy 4 (the prettiest of them all, and he knows it!)
^pretty boy 5 (aka Taehyung danced around the set of a historical drama and made everyone adopt him as their bby)
3. Faith/The Great Doctor: This is a longer kdrama at 24 episodes and they didn’t have much of a budget so special effects aren’t the best or anything but I just got really attached to all the characters? This is another modern girl goes back in time but UNLIKE SHR it actually has a happy ending, so if you need a historical drama cleanse after that tearjerker/enrager, this could be it for you
Eun Soo has to navigate the ancient kingdom, keep people believing she is a heavenly doctor with special powers, and keep Choi Young alive so he can fulfill his promise of returning her to her own time. The problem with that is Choi Young does have kind of a death wish because of reasons—
Eun Soo is a plastic surgeon who would really like a rich handsome husband one day but them’s the breaks for you, aka she has had no luck in that department. Back in ancient Korea, Choi Young (played by Lee Minho in sadly the only role I really love him in) is a high-ranking beloved captain who can fall asleep anywhere. Oh he can also make electricity with his hands! :D
The story begins when the sleepy sad captain tries to escort the new king and queen to their palace. This was during the time period when ancient Korea was basically a puppet kingdom/tributary of ancient China (Yuan). The king (who is very smol and lacks confidence, but still has a good heart for his country) lived as a hostage in Yuan for many years, and his wise tol queen is a princess of that land, and someone needs to sit them down and make them talk because they actually love each other a lot. Anyway, when the queen gets injured by assassins, Choi Young goes searching for a legendary doctor, winds up in modern Korea, and steals both Eun Soo and a SWAT shield, because hey, it looked cool I guess
Lots of fun things in the show: Choi Young has a crew of soldiers who are BEYOND loyal to him, and while he doesn’t think much of the king at first because he’s been burned by kings before, they slowly become bros and shippers on deck for each other. Eun Soo does not lose her spunk or loyalty unlike other people I could mention *cough*HaeSoofromScarletHeartRyeo*, and it cracks me up when she curses people out. There are also a bunch of people (mostly bad guys) running around with special powers or gifts, including a flame lady and a flute boy, and the latter wears delightful anime wigs, keeps his sword in his flute, and plays his flute to kill—literally! I love flute boy very much
sorry it’s black and white but DO YOU SEE THE SWAT SHIELD
4. My Country: A New Age:
ANGST ANGST ANGST PAAAAAIN BUT ALSO BEST INTRO BEST FAVES BEST ACTORS
Picture this: two young men, who both hail from childhoods of trauma, who grew up together and are best friends, and who are tragically forced apart and end up on opposite sides of a conflict that threatens to upend the current rule of the kingdom. This IS the star-crossed brotp you’ve been waiting for!
Seo Hwi is the son of a general who died a criminal, and all he wants is to live simply and earn enough rice take care of his younger sister, who has seizures and a sweet crush on Hwi’s bestie. Hwi is the best softest most loyal boy with a good and true heart, a great deal of courage, and a talent for wielding a sword, and just wait till you see the best one-shot fight scene ever of him in battle, it is INCREDIBLE! (He is played by Yang Se Jong, who I now want to see more of) Hwi has an abundance of charisma points in that he picks up a small band of loyal soldier friends and they become the best little found family, lots of brotp-ness in this crew—do not mess with any of them because they will all FIGHT you
Seon Ho meanwhile is the illegitimate despised son of a powerful nobleman, only tolerated because the legitimate son died. Seon Ho loves his friend and is very protective of his friend’s little sister who crushes on him but his dad is a high class grade A power-hungry jerk and that causes complications of course. Seon Ho also has a good heart, he’s a gentle soul really, but he always gets stuck in bad positions and unfortunately makes a couple of difficult/bad choices so he hardens himself as much as he can but the consequences always kill him and he just wants to save his friends and destroy his dad and the stupid hierarchy that treats bastards as lesser. WHY IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?
Seon Ho he is played by Woo Do Hwan who has so much talent I die so many times over in this show just because of the way he portrays Seon Ho like that sad sad boy is one of my favorite characters evER! Is he problematic? At times maybe but I am HERE for him he just needs LOVE AND AFFECTION AND AN ABUNDANCE OF GOOD FRIENDS BUT INSTEAD (SOMETIMES THRU HIS OWN FAULT BUT HE ADMITS THAT) HE JUST SUFFERS AND SO I SUFFERRRR
*grabs a towel and dries up my tears*
Hwi also falls in love with a woman named Hui Jae (or was it Hee Jae i can’t remember) and they are very cute together, she’s pretty cool but the show’s one failing is arguably that they kind of underuse her in the plot as the story goes on? But I still like her and she still has a good role, and she is both brave and kind and not afraid to step in or tell people off, also keep a weather eye open for patching up scenes!
Oh yeah, eVERYONE in this gets hurt/stabbed/shot/bloody, such a shame they have to take their shirts off to clean and bandage the wounds ;)
Last character I must mention is Bang Won, played by Jang Hyuk in his second interpretation of the historical figure. Bang Won is the fifth? son of the guy who becomes emperor/king, and he has his own plans for the country, so when Hwi catches his eye, he recruits him to his cause. What you need to know about him is that he has issues with his dad, is slightly unhinged, and cannot and should not be parted from the fan that he constantly carries around with him. Gotta say, Jang Hyuk is FANTASTIC (heheheheheheh) in the role, able to convey all kinds of emotion in the rise and fall of his voice, in the tilt of his head, the tears of his eyes, the flick of his fan. Give this actor all the awards!
To sum up: if you like to cry for days after watching a drama, if you like excellent heart-wrenching brotps, if you like conflicted characters, if you like amazing music and setting and plot, if you like guys with good hair and arm muscles (and
abs, thank you shirtless scenes what) this show is a Must Watch
DID I SAY STAR-CROSSED BROTP I MEANT SWORD-CROSSED BROTP ADKJFADLSKJFLKJDFALKDGKLJL </3
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Ok I was going to leave the historical drama post at this for now but...I’m going to cheat a little and include the one historical C!drama I just finished.Yes folks I am talking about:
5. Nirvana in Fire:
Ok so maybe the switch from kdrama to cdrama makes you uncertain. Maybe the fact that this show has FIFTY-FOUR EPISODES makes you go hell no I don’t have enough time for that. Well if you overlook this show for those reasons, you are making, and I do not exaggerate, the greatest mistake of your show-watching life!
Look, first, this drama has one of the best, most intricate, most satisfying plots in history, with like 20 characters you would die for, and second, the episodes are only about 42 minutes each, which is shorter than most kdrama episodes, so you can deal.
Once upon a time there was a general/family who were just too good to exist in corrupt old China, so naturally they were framed for treason and there was a giant massacre and everybody died, including the eldest prince who was like um dad maybe this is all a horrible mistake and the king was like no u are the mistake. Sad times.
One of the many younger princes named Jing (A NOBLE HEART, if not always the cleverest) returns home from wherever he was, finds out that not only did his prince brother die, but so did his best friend/brother in the whole wide world, Lin Shu, son of the general. Because he insists on the innocence of said bros/family, Jing becomes an outcast prince and is shuffled off to fight in wars where he can’t cause any trouble. Meanwhile, Princess Nihuang, Lin Shu’s brave, awesome, amazing, wise, incredible girlfriend, refuses to marry anyone else, and because she is too cool to be messed with, nobody tries to banish her
Cut to I think eleven years later, when the two most powerful princes are vying to be the crown prince and heir to the throne. They both try to recruit the aid of a renowned clever and sassy strategist named Mei Changsu, to help them with plotting and PR and such.
Well little do they know that Mei Changsu is actually the not-dead Lin Shu, with a completely new face (for reasons), and that Mei Changsu is a chess master setting up a long con for the dual purpose of obtaining revenge/justice for the dead and of raising Prince Jing to the throne, since Prince Jing is the only man with a good enough heart and strong enough will to make China a better place for all the people. But just to make it hard on everybody, Mei Changsu is dead set on not telling anyone who he really is—again, for reasons. He is not always successful in keeping his secret.
I literally don’t know what else to say because there is so MUCH to say, so many characters to love, and I mean LOVE. How do you get a cast this good? How is everyone so different yet so important? How do you feel bad for the emperor even when he’s slimy? How do you have to stop yourself from rooting for the prince who would destroy some of your faves? I can’t praise the charisma and acting talent in this show enough! And the music! IS GORGEOUS!
1 strategist too sassy for his own good and too clever for everyone else’s good + 1 prince who loves his mom and his dead best friend and his dead older brother more than anything else in the world + 1 gentle wise mom + 1 eternally loyal princess who would defend her loved ones with the sword if necessary + 1 sassy Elrond healer man + 1 grumpy sulky baby who loves being a better fighter than almost everyone + 1 loyal to the death, brave badass general who is going to have a stress breakdown if the strategist doesn’t take better care of himself + not 1 but 2 good boys who deserve to be protected but who are willing to throw themselves into battle if necessary + 1 antagonist tiger prince who I love and am not ashamed to say it = THE BEST OF TIMES
^he hardly ever wears his hair down but when he does <33333333
*checks calendar* how soon is too soon rewatch something, asking for a friend
#kdrama recommendations#scarlet heart ryeo#hwarang#faith: the great doctor#my country: the new age#nirvana in fire#my kdrama recs#historical kdramas#plus one cdrama#i went overboard on gifs sorry not sorry
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A/N: This is a angst Jungkook fanfic Jungkook x Reader
Warnings: bad language
Its us or her
The sun was shining brighter than ever today as you admired the sky caressing the big bump in your belly..yes you are pregnant..and your lover is not in the house. You were practically alone everyday in your home because your boyfriend jungkook was always spending all his time with his best friend.
“i think im gonna go shopping today” you say and make your way to the bathroom to take a quick shower and prepare to go to the mall
After the shower you applied a light base of make up and tied your hair up in a cute messy bun, you wore your favorite pare of Jeans with a lose shirt that felt comfortable for your baby bump. You grabbed your car keys, phone and wallet and made your way out.
Some time later you arrived at the mall and walked on the halls looking at the multiple stores until you saw a familiar siluette
“wait..that’s jungkook” you thought as you got near him noticing that his best friend is with him but of course he was always with her so it wasn’t strange to you
“hey Jungkook” you say as you stood near him, his back facing you but turning as soon as he heard your voice
“hey y/n” he said and glanced at you but looked away paying more attention to what his best friend was showing him
You just sighed and got out of the store he was in walking once again on that long hall. The smell of food hit your nostrils as the food court was near and you were feeling kind of hungry so you decided to go to the food cort and get something to eat.
You looked and looked at all the different options you had to buy some food but you decided to go to Y/f/f/f (your favorite fast food) as usual.
As the minutes passed you waited in line patiently as you saw Jungkook and IU pass by laughing and giggling..they were best friends after all..who wouldn’t have fun with their best friend am i right?
You finally sat on the table and ate y/f/f (your favorite food) humming at the amazing taste of your food
After some hours and a lot of shopping you finally got home and took your shoes off at the door step making your way to the bedroom and saw jungkook sleeping on your shared bed. You let out a sigh as you go to the bathroom to take a quick shower before you go to bed.
You step out if the shower drying your body softly and putting on some comfortable clothes to sleep on, you always slept on one of jungkooks white shirts since his closet was filled with them and you found them comfortable.
You laid on the bed next to him trying not to wake him up but failed as you heard a groan coming from his side
“hey you are home” he said with his sleppy voice
“yeah” you say and layed there with no expression at all being tired of him spending all his time with IU
“are you okay?” he asked and you just nodded in response
He stayed quiet and stood up from the bed and decided to talk
“where are you going?” you asked as you looked at him placing a hand on your stomach
“im gonna go to IU’s house” he said and looked at you with his hand on the bedroom door knob
“Jungkook its almost 12 am come and sleep” you say a bit upset
“i slept a lot already” He said and opened the door
You couldn’t take it anymore, you were pregnant and you wanted his attention you wanted him to be with you every step of the way like a good father would but he was always with IU
“Jungkook im tired of this..you are always with her you leave the house early in the morning and come home really late i practically never see you” you said as you looked at him with tears in your eyes threatening to fall
“yeah yeah okay” he said and left the house
Your tears finally fell..you cried hours and hours until you fell asleep, your cheeks stained with dry tears as your body is wrapped around the cold blanket.
You woke up due to a ray of sunlight beaming through the window
You opened your eyes letting them adjust to the light by rubbing the sleep of them
“shit” you said as you ran to the bathroom to throw up due to the morning sickness that your pregnancy caused
After a while you stopped throwing up and rinsed your mouth brushing your teeth as well.
A good breakfast was an amazing way to start the day but sadly the smell of food today made you nauseous so you just ate a healthy snack bar and a little bag of nuts with almonds
As always you were alone so you did some cleaning and after some hours you sat on the couch and watched some tv but hear the door open and a tured jungkooks coming in
“where were you?” you asked him and he just sighed
“i was with IU” he answered with a tired tone
“like usual” you breathed out but he still managed to hear you
“well im sorry but she’s my best friend” he said raising his tone a bit
“She can be the England queen Jungkook but im your girlfriend and im carrying our baby” you say raising your tone as well
“just fuck off” he said and went upstairs leaving you speechless
He always left you alone but he has never cursed at you
You held in your tears as you went to your room and packed some of your clothes
“what the fuck are you doing now?” he said looking at your actions
“im gonna go to my friends house for some days” you said and kept packing your necessary things for three days or four
“Don’t be stupid and stay” he said making you scoff
“Why the fuck do you want me to stay when you are always with her Jungkook is like i don’t exist” you cried out not being able to hold your anger and tears back
He looked at you and snapped back to reality
“y-y/n..i-i..” Jungkook stuttered and got close to you taking your hand
“no jungkook not now” You said and pulled your hand away wiping your tears..you turn your back and felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist..but you slowly pushed them away and faced him
“Its me or her Jungkook.. when you choose you let me know” you said and left the house leaving a speechless Jungkook behind
You called and uber to pick you up and made your way to your friends house..the whole night passed and not a call or a text from jungkook
Some days passed and you were still staying at your friends house not hearing a single word from jungkook
As you thought about all those happy moments you had with Jungkook and the moment when you looked at that pregnancy test with him and you both jumped in joy to know the amazing news
Your snapped out of your thoughts hearing your phone ring as you looked at the caller id...it was jungkook, you picked the call and spoke with a calm tone
“hey” you answered
“meet me a the central park in an hour” was the obly thing you heard from him before hearing the call drop
You sighed and thought about if you should meet him or not.
After a good 40 minutes of thinking you decided to go meet him so you got ready and went to the central park in an uber since you left the car in the house the night you left
You arrive at the park and saw Jungkook..but he looked nervous. Stepping out of the car and walking towards him looking at him with a soft but still upset gaze
“Hey” you said and he looked at you
“Hey y/n” he said and hugged you..you hugged him back honestly missing his touch and being in his embrace
“look im sorry for all the time i spent with her and not with you..but there is a reason i spend all that time with her..and it was for you” he said and held your hands
“for me? and why is that?” you asked looking at him in disbelief
“Look Y/N since i met you my life changed completely and i really love you” he said and got close to you “the reason why i’ve been spending time with her is...” he paused and kneeled on one knee “its because of this” he said and pulled out a ring
You were just standing there speechless with your hands covering your mouth and tears threatning to fall and sobbing
“i was looking for the perfect one to ask you a really important question Y/N” he said and your tears started falling like a waterfall
“Would you marry me Y/N?” he asked in hopes that you say yes
“Yes Jungkook yes of course i will” you say and wrapped your arms around his neck and he lifted you up when he stood up as his tears fell as well
He put you down and placed the ring on your finger as you cried in happiness
“i love you Y/N” he said as he looked at you with his sparkling teary dark brown eyes that you get lost in every time you look at them
“I love you too Jungkook” You said and he kissed you softly
After 3 months you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and 2 months after you got married to the man of your dreams and to the man you have been in live with for the past 3 years
The end
A/N : Hello if you got to the end of this thank you so much for reading it, my suggestions are open if you want me to write about a plot you guys want. Im sorry if you find any grammar erros i checked this twice but forgive me if i missed anything.
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All the shows I watched in the second half of 2019.
Sort of in the order that I watched it in, or wrote the titles down in my bullet journal.
Shows that I finished 😄
Victoria: I find myself growing bored with this show with each passing season. The main couple didn't do much than other than fight this season, they introduced a bunch of new characters and drama that I just didn't care about. Stunning to look at though.
Jane the Virgin: A solid finale for this show that could not have picked a better place to end. The story had sort of run out of steam and the soap opera plot and twists gotten a little tired. Made me cry in the end.
Absolute Boyfriend: Don't ask why I finished it. I don't even know. What a mess.
Angel's Last Mission: Started quite well, lovely role reversal and I really enjoyed the characters. Got a tad too melodramatic for me towards the end.
Stranger Things 3: Oh, how I adore this show! It's almost just pure entertainment. The characters are great (although some of them were altered a little to fit the narrative), especially the new additions to the gang. Some parts of the show had lot more exciting narrative than others though, as the characters scatter around looking for clues. A nice mystery, the monster got to evolve a little. I cried my eyes out toward the end.
Hotel Del Luna: I adore this show for the most part. IU and Yeo Jin Goo are both great in their roles, and it always had this dark fairytale vibe going for it. Loved how big of a role Man Wol got and the role reversal. The drama wouldn't have worked without her at the reins. The drama seemed to struggle to end properly though.
The Living and The Dead: a nice to look at period drama, okay horror story, nothing more to say beyond that.
Medici: Masters of Florence: Binged the first season, was super into it. The second season was more of a struggle for me. Wasn't as into that story for some reason.
Rookie Historian Goo Hae Ryung: A cute little sageuk. The story is rather slow and steady, not many highs or super intense. Focused a whole lot on the female characters, which is always a plus in my book. The female friendship was great and made the drama great for me.
Gentleman Jack: Very well-made period drama, a beautiful love story that hits all the marks for a period drama romance, this time with two females. Colorful characters and the humor in it were great. Very witty. I adore it! It gave me everything I wanted out of a show like this one, and I can't wait for more.
Fleabag: Short but impact, funny, bleak and interesting and just get better as you spend more time with it. Each character messed up in their own way. You think about it long after you finish it.
Schooled: Cute sitcom about teachers. Doesn’t leave much behind after watching it, but a nice, nonetheless.
Why Woman Kill: Everything a little over the top and a little camp, but it works for the story it’s trying to say. Colorful characters, lovely humor and the narrative is exciting for the most part. Tells three different story, with one of them being a lot duller than the other two.
The Great British Bake Off: Just the loveliest, coziest show. I drink way too much tea and eat way too while watching it. All of my favorites had left before the finale, which made it harder to watch.
My Country: Bloody, tragic. Lots of people killing each other with swords, backstabbing each other and all the other things you would expect from a show like this. Kept me on my toes, exciting all the way through. Gave me everything I wanted out of the show, pretty much.
Tale of Nodku: Ran out of a story towards the end, the first two episodes was where the magic were. Super cute and light and funny with a lot of great characters.
When The Camilla Blooms: Very slice-of-life, very cute and cozy to watch, but a little slow in the pacing at times. The story never truly won me over tho, even if the otp was very cute. Found most of the male characters annoying, and I hate the murder-mystery storyline.
Dickinson: Short, a somewhat nice but strange mix of maybe modern humor and period drama. Modern pop songs and speech. I liked it but didn't love it.
His Dark Materials: Has more time to explore the story from the books but doesn't always give itself time to do so. The narrative has pacing issues at times, as we jump between worlds and characters and due to budget issues, it can't do everything it needs to do. Pullmans world it very complex and it seems to be hard to convey all of its massages and depth into another medium, but this is a step in the right direction and there were a lot of scenes and moments I loved.
The Crown: Finished all three seasons. A stunning period drama, there is lot of effort put into it. Some episodes great, while other a bit more lackluster. Never got totally emerged into it, but a nice watch.
Bojack Horseman: I like how openly Bojack talks about talks about certain issues with a very dark humor, yet it's always kind of respectful. Seems to be ending at the right moment.
The Dragon Prince: I like this little fantasy show more and more as we go further into this world. It's sort of a refreshing fantasy, while also not straying too far away from the more traditional story that you might expect from a story like this.
The Witcher: Had pacing issues at the beginning as the story didn’t seem to find itself at first and just sort of jumps between narratives as it's introduces the world and the characters to you. A lovely adaptation though and gets a lot better as we go further along, and the story finds its footing.
Shows I didn’t finish: 😶
Sky Castle: Dark and dramatic and I could see how well made they were even before I started watching then. But half way through I seemed to have lost interest a bit. Maybe because I heard lackluster things about the finale. Might pick it up again.
My First First Love: Cute, but I kinda didn't care about it. Was never in the mood to watch it.
Arthdal Cronicals: I struggled through the first half, forced my way through the second half and never felt like picking it up when the third half rolled around. A mess. It tried so hard with the world-building that it forgot to start the story for good, or develop the characters that much, so when it was time for the story to actually start you just kinda didn't care about what was happening.
Joseon Marriage Agency: The story was uneven, kinda unfunny and silly at times and then way too serious at times. Cliché storyline. Didn’t do much new or interesting. I never really cared about what was happening.
Sanditon: I was just never in the mood to watch it, and when I did, I was quite bored.
Melting Me Softly: Unbelievably unfunny, way to silly and messy narrative. I can't believe I watched like six episodes before I just gave up. I could not take it anymore. It was just so dump, but not in an entertaining way and never very sincere with anything. It seemed to be trying too much, yet not at all. Never touching a drama by this screenwriter again.
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BTS - Jungkook accidentally catches RM’s girlfriend naked on webcam
Contains: Humour. Accidental smut.
This fanfiction can be enjoyed on its own or as part of our headcanon universe. This is set around seven months after Jungkook meets his second girlfriend, Young-soon. Find out more about our headcanon plot here.
To read each member & their girlfriend’s headcanon universe fics in order, follow the links here: RM / Jin / Suga / J-Hope / Jimin / V / Jungkook & Our full masterlist can be found here
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The screen stayed black despite him turning the switch off and on again at the wall. He shook his head, trying the power button again to no avail. He had been playing an online game of League of Legends for the past three hours, about to swarm the enemy tower when the laptop screen had flashed, once, before fading to black. He unplugged the power cord and pushed it back in, half expecting the machine to spring back to life. Knowing he should stop and eat something, or at least take a shower, he started to pace around the room. He knew he should stop but was so close to exploring the turret of the enemy tower! Eventually, with a sigh, he opened his bedroom door and entered the hallway. He had heard Namjoon, Jimin, Jin and Taehyung leave the shared house earlier on in the afternoon to go to the cinema. They had invited him but he had been late to rise, spending all the previous evening glued to his laptop, playing the game. He had heard Yoongi in the kitchen earlier; clattering pans as he cooked for himself and talking to someone on his phone. There had been a lot of laughter on his part and there was a lingering smell of Bulgogi in the air, so he was likely still home.
Cautiously, Jungkook opened the studio door and crept his head around the frame, half-expecting Yoongi to be sat at the desk on the far side wall, headphones blaring as his fingers pressed down on the electronic keyboard. The room was, to his relief, empty. His eyes scanned the space and found what he was looking for almost immediately. Closing the door softly behind him, he walked over to the small wooden desk, adjacent to the door. His bare feet barely made a sound against the soft carpet as he sat at the chair and opened the lid to the black laptop in front of him. The fact it was left in the studio told Jungkook that the laptop belonged to Namjoon. Yoongi was always careful to take his laptop to his room with him and Hoseok had been using a tablet recently. He knew that the game was downloaded on Namjoon’s machine; he had installed it himself the week before when he accidently left his laptop at Donghyuk’s house, much to Namjoon’s protests that it would slow the machine down. Jungkook had argued; his girlfriend, Young-soon, had left the day before to visit relatives in China and the two week long vacation without her seemed both ill-timed and pointless. The new game seemed like the perfect solution to stop himself from going too stir-crazy without her.
He turned on the machine and spread his fingers over the keyboard; hovering as the screen asked for a password. He clicked his tongue, thinking. After a few seconds he started typing. G-A-L-I-L-E-O. He pressed enter and, to his luck, the screen began to load. It took longer than anticipated; the icons on the desktop slowly appeared one at a time; bright against the plain, dark background. Jungkook sighed loudly as a pop-up box appeared in the centre of the screen, alerting him that the PC needed to run an anti-virus program. He was sure, without actually knowing for certain, that it had been Yoongi and Hoseok’s idea to infect Namjoon’s PC with viruses, the whole thing a deliberately hilarious joke intent on winding up the leader. Jungkook had certainly learned Namjoon’s peculiarly obscure password from Hoseok on one occasion when he used the laptop to check his emails. He just hoped that nothing in his inbox revealed his bank details.
He clicked the red X in the corner of the pop-up and the white box disappeared, leaving him a clear image of the desktop. He searched the icons quickly, looking for the tell-tale bronze L which would take him to the game. His hand paused on the touch mouse as a sound began to ring out through the laptop’s small speakers, a little muffled by the wooden desk. He froze, suddenly worried that the PC was infected with another virus. His shoulders relaxed after a few seconds, after his initial shock, when he realised that it was just the alert to tell him that someone was calling him on Skype. A moment later, a little delayed by the slow speed of the internet, another box popped up on the screen, informing him that Ji-eun wanted to chat.
His first thought, as always whenever he saw the name, was that IU was calling. He felt his heart thud, a little unpleasantly in his chest. A closer look at the small avatar icon showed him that it was just Namjoon’s girlfriend who shared the same name. The picture showed her on against the gold and blue backdrop of a tropical beach, her long black hair glistening in the sunlight; a pair of sunglasses perched on her small nose. Automatically, he clicked on the green Answer button. There was a delay before the annoying beeping stopped and the black desktop screen was replaced with the heavily pixilated image of a tall girl against a plain white backdrop. It took a few seconds for the little squares to blend, showing him the recognisable profile of Ji-eun standing in what was presumably her bedroom. He could see her large bed behind her; the covers and pillows crisp, clean white to match the plain, whitewashed walls. The first thing he noticed was that her hair, usually long and impeccably straight, was tied up in a messy bun on top of her head, making her look younger. The second was that she was only wearing a long, white shirt which buttoned up the centre. He vaguely wondered if it was Namjoon’s. It would fit him.
She smiled as she came into focus and Jungkook found himself smiling back automatically. She was pretty, he realised for perhaps the first time. He had only met her a handful of times, a couple of occasions Namjoon had brought her around to the house and, on one memorable occasion, he had seen her get incredibly drunk at a boat party. He knew that she was a successful legal solicitor, one of the youngest in the city, and her usual look, consisting of well-tailored suits and impossibly high heels, made her look incredibly intimidating. Now she seemed relaxed and, strangely vulnerable. She took a step back from her camera, presumably a webcam, to perch on the edge of her bed. She waved softly.
“Hi.” She said, her voice coming in clear through the speaker. The picture pixelated again, momentarily, before righting itself.
“Hi.” Jungkook replied easily. Her expression didn’t change.
“Is your camera still not working?” She asked.
Jungkook shook his shoulders and touched his thumb to the small circle at the top of the laptop. “I don’t know. If you can’t see me, I guess not.”
Her grin remained fixed on her face and it took Jungkook a few moments to realise that she could neither hear nor see him. He looked around the screen to see if the webcam icon had been selected. He found it and clicked it, hoping it would work. The icon didn’t change and her smile didn’t falter on the other side of the screen. She took a step closer, standing up from the bed.
“Maybe you’re kidding me.” She smiled, her voice full of humour. “Maybe your camera isn’t really broken and you just want to do things without me seeing.” She was now standing directly in front of the camera, her upper body to her thighs in view.
Jungkook realised, a little belatedly, that she thought she was talking to Namjoon. He searched the screen once more and found what he was looking for. Leaning forward, he started to type in the little message box at the bottom of the screen: “This is Jungkoo….”
He stopped and looked up as a flash of white caught his eye on screen. In the seconds it had taken him to find the box and start typing, Ji-eun had moved her long, slim fingers to the centre of her chest and had begun to swiftly undo the row of buttons along the centre of the fabric. Jungkook’s eyes widened as a bare strip of skin was exposed from her uncovered neck to her bellybutton, a creamy line the colour of condensed milk. He froze his hands above the keyboard as she eased the fabric away from her flesh, revealing her bare breasts. His gaze dropped automatically from her soft, beaming face, to the soft, round mounds on her chest. Her breasts were both perky and a little bigger than he had expected. Her nipples were the colour of coffee with cream. He didn’t notice his mouth drop, both in shock and, if he was honest with himself, arousal.
Her mouth curled upwards in a grin as she took a step backwards, revealing the V shape of her white boxer-briefs. Before his brain had fully registered what was happening, she bent down and removed the fabric in one smooth motion. Jungkook’s eyes widened even further as they dropped to her impeccably neat line of brown pubic hair, visible just above her labia. He could feel his heart beginning to speed in his chest and his cheeks turning red as she slowly turned around on the spot, revealing the soft curves of her backside.
“I know you missed this last week…” She said in a low, sexy voice. “I’m sorry we got interrupted at the restaurant. I’ll turn my phone off next time, in case my boss tries to call…” Her words rang out through the small studio which was, thankfully, soundproof. The meaning was lost on Jungkook. His gaze remained fixed on the screen as she leaned over the bed and, slowly, began to crawl onto the sheets on all fours. Once she was comfortable, she spread her thighs, revealing the space between her arse cheeks. Even from this distance, Jungkook could see the soft pink of her inner lips, the glisten of her labia, and the small, pretty mound of her clit. He licked his lips subconsciously as she moaned through the speakers, a little showily as she reached behind with one hand and used the other to balance her slender body on the bed. She spread apart her backside and moved her hips sensually.
“Don’t you want to kiss my pussy?” She asked, her voice a low murmur. Jungkook blinked. What was he doing? Why hadn’t he switched the web call off? His thoughts, which seemed to have been placed on mute for the past forty seconds, suddenly caught up with him and he found himself shaking his head, almost violently. Just what did he think he was doing? This was Namjoon’s girlfriend, someone he was too scared to talk to if she was invited to dinner. Furthermore, he had never even looked at her in a vaguely romantic light, never mind wished to see her in this compromising position. He had his own girlfriend, someone he treasured with all his heart, who would be returning to him in three more days. He quickly reached for the round, red button at the bottom of the screen with the touch mouse which terminated the web call. The image took a second to disappear; the girl’s body becoming distorted in a series of pink and cream squares before vanishing all together. The background once more turned to black; a few colourful icons were dotted around the screen. Jungkook breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly didn’t want to play the web game anymore. Slowly, and incredibly sheepishly, he shut down the PC and closed the laptop lid gently. He left the room quietly and headed down the corridor to his own bedroom, being careful not to alert Yoongi or Hoseok, who may or may not have been home, to his presence.
*
Jungkook spent the following day in Incheon with Jimin. They decided to go shopping for a new mobile phone after Jimin’s was mysteriously broken during a trip to Gangnam with his girlfriend, Angel. The trip was a fortunate escape for the pair. Ji-eun had telephoned Namjoon that morning, wishing to know whether his laptop had broken. Namjoon, who had returned early in the evening from his trip, replied that no, it wasn’t and why was she asking. She had explained that she had been worried when he hadn’t called her back on Skype, and that she had to watch a porno to get off. Namjoon frowned, not quite understanding, but knowing not to pursue the subject with her further that evening. He had confronted Yoongi first. Both he and Hoseok had been sat in the small home studio, meters away from his infected laptop. He had stormed in the room and asked whether he had been using his laptop recently. Yoongi shook his head slowly, a look of confusion fixed on his face. Hoseok had looked equally baffled and, flicking his eyes from his best friend’s to the leader, had questioned why he had been asking. The twin looks of confusion and, beneath that, hurt on their face at having being accused of something without really understanding what made Namjoon blush. Perhaps it was just a virus which had caused his laptop to malfunction. Heaven knew, his machine was infected with every bug under the sun. He shook his head, half-muttering an apology as he skulked out of the room.
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Tanya Agarwal
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2 April, 2019
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STORY ONE: Wanderlust
It was the early hours of the day, the San Fransico airport was a hubbub. What could be more exciting than four girls, four nights and our faces beaming with enthusiasm to spend the reading break in Los Angeles? Being in our second year of university, we were really looking forward to this trip. In our one hour transit at San Fransico, while picking her luggage at the carousel, Amanda noticed a group of young built boys who were dressed in military training outfits. She rushed back to the food court to join us and pointed to the table where they were seated. The next thing you know, Lexi, our cheerful sweetheart and Amanda were pointing out the best looking boys. They have always been this cheeky and not to forget the sophomore year charm which makes them bolder and sassier. Clara and I tried to focus on our spicy noodles to try and limit the attention our friends were attracting. Finally, we gave in and began laughing too. They really chose to believe that “anything can happen in spring break” and continued saying how there is a great possibility for one of us to sit next to one of them during the flight. Clara and I were realistic and didn't pay attention to their whims and fancies. This conversation was immediately forgotten as soon as we entered the duty-free section, the sparkly accessories and the fashionable clothes grabbed our attention. Clara chose to buy a scarf with white lilies, she really loved them. Amanda being the tomboy that she is, bought a baseball cap. I must say, it looked pretty cute on her. We felt remarkably unconcerned and wanted to enjoy every moment of the trip before the burden of coursework struck back.
Wanderlust
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After taking a long stroll, we went to our gate and waited for the flight to board. The flight attendant greeted us with a beaming face and the phrase “this way ma’am”. All four of us accompanied her, Amanda, Clara and Lexi sat on the left side of the aisle and put their cabin bags under their chairs. Leaving me to sit on the right side, which only had two seats. I opened the cabin luggage area to try and place my bag there, unfortunately, my height wouldn’t even allow me to reach the button. Seeing me struggle, a young built man in a military training outfit offered to help. He had the most amazing smile and sparkly eyes. Taking the bag from my hand, he effortlessly installed it in the luggage area. I expected him to move ahead to his seat, assuming it was further down the aisle. But he walked in and took the seat beside me. What were the chances?
Airport
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STORY TWO: Uptown girl
I sat down attempting not to look at my friends. I could hear them giggling, it made me all the more apprehensive. Glancing to the left, the guy smiled again and said, “Are those your friends?”. Although I felt my heart racing, I tried to remain calm and nodded with a smile. He went on to introduce himself, “ I am Jake, what about you?” “Erika,” I replied. I could not help but notice his dreamy eyes and chiselled jawline. His military outfit made him seem mysterious yet approachable. Once we started talking, I felt a sense of safety and comfort. We discussed why we were headed to Los Angeles, me for a trip with friends and him for military training. After a half hour conversation about university and hometowns, I felt like it was time to end the conversation as I did not want to tell him everything. Not like I am paranoid, but it was just a feeling, a mixed feeling. Plugging in my earphones, I closed my eyes, hoping to get some rest in the three-hour-long flight. I could not even finish listening to “uptown girl” and heard him whisper my name. “Erika, Erika, I am bored, I can’t sleep. I want to get to know you more.” I was taken aback. I was not expecting that and I assume he sensed it because of the shift in my expression from relaxed to concerned.
At the same time, my friends were bombarding my phone with text messages like “he is so cute, talk to him” I was torn between the desire to extend the conversation because of his looks and the fact that I did not feel the “spark” to continue it. I could notice that he was longing to talk to me, so, not wanting to come across as arrogant I maintained the conversation. We moved on to talk about our goals, he seemed ambitious and extraordinarily motivated about joining in the airforce after training. Within the next ten minutes, there was nothing further to speak about. He suggested playing a game, I chuckled, “what’s on your bucket list?” he asked. The conversation was just beginning to take an interesting turn. “I don't know, maybe skydiving,” I replied. “Oh, that’s an interesting one!” he exclaimed. He began looking out of the window, leaving his question unanswered. I felt a surge of curiosity and could not restrain myself from asking “And what’s on your bucket list?”He giggled as if I had fallen into his trap. “Let me think of a good one,” he said. “Well this is something I have never done before, but would love to… ” His mysterious answers kept me on my toes. “I have never kissed a girl on a flight before and I find you really beautiful.” Suddenly, I felt my heart get heavy and I was overcome with anxiety and nervousness. This was not the answer I had anticipated, I was hoping for something like scuba diving. “Do you mind if I kiss you?” he asks.
STORY THREE: Ticking Clock
What’s on your bucket list?
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“This way sir” the flight attendant guided me into the aisle. Military training for four months in the State of Georgia had left me craving the fun vibe in Los Angeles. Heading down the aisle, I noticed the most beautiful girl ever. Her hair was brunette, tied in a messy bun, with locks covering her ears and forehead. Her black jeans and white top made her look exceptionally attractive. I saw her struggling with her cabin luggage and took the opportunity to help her. While helping her, I saw the seat number and thanked my lucky stars, I was seated next to her. Now I just had to find a way to talk to her. Her perfume had intoxicated me. Seeing her make eye contact with the girls on her left hinted that those were her friends. “Are those your friends?” I asked. She nodded and smiled, the most gorgeous smile I had seen in a while. Before she could look away, I promptly introduced myself. Our conversation flowed simply and my heart raced throughout. I could not stop gazing at her, she had almond-shaped eyes and flawlessly shaped lips. Once we had spoken about universities and our hometowns, she plugged in her earphones. It was a sign that I needed to finish chatting. But I just could not hold myself, I felt this unexpected rush to stroke her cheek and wake her up. I knew my clock was ticking, and I just had three hours to let her know that I felt the “sparks” like I had never before. “Erika, Erika, I am bored, I can’t sleep. I want to get to know you more.”
Tic-Tock
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I instantly regretted the words that had come out of my mouth. I should have just stayed quiet. This time she initiated the conversation, and we conversed about our goals.”I want to be a cartoonist,” she said. There was enthusiasm in her eyes. Her excitement made me feel more passionate about her. I sensed that the conversation was coming to an end and immediately thought of the bucket list game to continue it. She chuckled after my suggestion which fueled me with a sense of pride and I was no longer felt embarrassed for waking her up. When she said skydiving was on her list, it made my heart explode. I viewed an adventurous girl filled with joy and passion. I turned to the window to hide my face cause I knew that I had turned red. Only half an hour was left for the flight to land and I knew I had to somehow let her know the way I felt. “Well this is something I have never done before, but would love to… I have never kissed a girl on a flight before and I find you really beautiful. Do you mind if I can kiss you?” I asked. I saw her expression transform from cheerful to stressed and she avoided eye contact. “I am sorry?” she asked. I knew she had heard me. She paused. “Yes, I mind”.
Yes, I mind.
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Hi, mate! I have a strange request, hope it won't bother you. So, I'm russian and I swear a lot. How would chocobros and Ardyn react to s/o, who swears on their language or switches it without noticing?
missusignis: So I really love this request! It’s not strange at all! I’m so sorry that it took me so long to get this out but I enjoyed it. Side note: Gladio’s and Ignis’ don’t have cursing in it. Without thinking I just had the partner just slip into their language.
Another note: The languages spoken here are French, Russian, Hindu, Japanese and Spanish. However, I didn’t include the origin of the language as I feel in FFXV the language can be from any parts of the country.
Noctis: “C’est des conneries! Saluad!”
It takes a minute for Noctis to realize that you’re cursing in your native tongue when a single word stands out to him. It was one of the first words you taught him before you two started dating. A look of frustration was evident on your face, glaring at your phone screen, the jingle of the dating sim you were focusing on playing in the background. You muttered another curse under your breath, snapping Noctis out of his small daze.
“Did you just….start cursing in another language?” Noctis asked, amusement clear in his voice.
You flushed.
“S-Sorry...I got the wrong route in my game. Guess I wasn’t paying attention to what I was saying,” you muttered, a slight pout forming.
Noctis dropped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close, kissing the top of your head. “You don’t have to apologize. But can you teach me some of those words? My dad can’t yell at me about swearing if they’re in another language.”
Prompto: An uncharacteristic squeak escaped the blonde male. He knew you spoke another language. He knew it was from your home country. But he had never heard it being spewed from your mouth so angrily. You were currently at the kitchen counter glaring at a cookbook propped up against the toaster. Your hair was done up in a messy bun, your forehead and cheeks dusted with flour as you started to wave a hand around animatedly at the book.
“Ty che, blyad? Eto piz `dets!”
Clearing his throat, Prompto amusedly asked, “Well, judging from your tone and that string of, what I assume to be, curse words, I take it you’re not having an easy time over there. What’s wrong, babe?”
Whirling around, still waving a hand, you ranted, “This stupid recipe called for two eggs! Just TWO! And that’s all we had so I didn’t bother going to the store to pick up more. Now I see that it wants three eggs for the frosting! I-It’s so- argh!”
Stamping a foot in frustration, you pouted at your boyfriend. For his part, Prompto succeeded in not laughing at the situation. Instead, smiling sweetly, he leaned over and dropped a kiss on your forehead.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll run to the Quik Shop down the street and grab a small carton of eggs.”
“Thank you, Chocobo. Sorry for getting so mad...and for cursing like that.”
Prompto laughed at that, shaking his head. “Don’t sweat it, Y/N. I like it when you slip back into your language. Sounds sexy.”
He was happy with the loud laugh you responded with.
Gladio: Putting down his book, Gladio puzzledly looked at you from his spot on the couch. You were currently in the hallway closet, looking for an old winter coat you had put up to give to one of your friends while telling a story about your day. You were already used to your boyfriend multitasking, so you weren’t at all bothered when he continued to read as you spoke.
All of that was fine to Gladio. What drew his attention was how easily you slipped back into your native language. While you had been together for a number of years, he was still learning how to speak in your home language.
“....vaise bhee, main roshanee se kaha ki main kaagajee kaarravaee hai ki main sirph yah mere saath ghar le sakata hai kee dekhabhaal karenge. lekin tum roshanee pata hai ... vah hai ki vah hoga kah rakha-...”
“W-whoa, whoa, whoa! Hang on, Y/N. I have absolutely no idea what you’re saying right now...you can’t just switch languages on me, babe!”
Poking your head out of the closet, you threw him an apologetic smile, laughter clear in your voice.
“Sorry, babe! I wasn’t paying attention. I can’t find this dang coat! I’ll finish telling you the story when I find it!”
You quickly disappeared back into the closet, cursing slightly under your breath as a small pile of blankets fell over.
Gladio chuckled to himself. You were much too precious. He was really going to have to up his game if he wanted to keep up with you.
Ignis: Like with most things, when Ignis learned that you spoke another language, one that was from your home country, he was quick to pick up on it. He spent most of his free time studying the language, learning the alphabet and how to string the words together.
He still had trouble keeping up with you, however, especially if you were excited or irritated when you slipped back into your native language. Like right now for example. He had just gotten home from a long day of work. Noctis had decided it would be funny to give him the slip to hang with Prompto while he was getting the Prince another shake.
Normally not one to be so careless, it only took five minutes to find the wayward prince and boy did he get an eyeful when he walked into the blonde haired boy’s room. While Ignis had no issues with Noctis being with whoever he wanted, he really didn’t need to know what his bare bottom looked like.
The smell of home cooked spaghetti filled the air making the advisor’s shoulders relax. Hearing your voice was even better.
“Iggy, you’re home!” you cried, bounding out of the kitchen and towards your boyfriend.
You happily threw your arms around his shoulders and pulled him down for a chaste kiss. Ignis raised an eyebrow at you. You were beaming brightly and it made him smile.
“So I am,” he murmured, giving you a forehead kiss, “Tell me, Y/N, what has you so excited?”
“Well, you know how I haven’t been feeling so hot? I decided that if it was the flu I should get to the doctor so I did a walk-in,” you beamed.
Ignis nodded, signaling for you to continue. The excitement bubbled inside of your chest and you couldn’t hold it back any longer.
“Isha ga watashi no kekka o watashi ni kaesu tame ni eien ni totta toki, watashi wa hontōni kinchō shimashita. Watashi wa anata ni iu. Watashi wa yaku 30-funkan matteita. Shikashi, sonogo, kare wa heya ni modotte kite, kare wa totemo hiroku waratte imashita - soshite, anata wa chichioya ni narudeshou! Watashi ga ninshin shita nda!”
The words spewed out of your mouth as you bounced on the heels of your feet. Ignis confused expression, however, gave you pause. Was he not happy about the news? Was he...upset? Did he not want to be a father?
“Aren’t you….are you upset, Ignis?”
Ignis noticed the crestfallen expression that was starting to take over the excited one, your words dripping with uncertainty.
“A-ah, forgive me, my darling. I’m afraid that I’m more tired than I thought...I didn’t understand a word you said. You spoke too fast for me, kitten.”
“O-oh! Um, sorry about that! I guess I was too excited and didn’t notice,” you responded sheepishly, before taking a deep breath to repeat what you had said. “Long story short...I said that I’m pregnant. You’re...you’re going to be a father, Ignis.”
Ignis stared at you, a flurry of emotions dancing across his face.
“You’re...pregnant?”
“...Yes.”
You’re suddenly swept off of your feet, his arms lifting you up as he let out an uncharacteristic whoop of joy.
Ardyn: How long had you two been arguing for? 10 minutes? 30? An hour? And yet, neither of you were any closer to a solution.
The argument wasn’t even serious but neither of you were willing to back down, both too stubborn to give in to the other without a fight.
“I’m telling you Savage Garden’s ‘I Want You,’ is a classic! How could you sit there and tell me that it’s overrated?”
Ardyn groaned in frustration, throwing his hands up in the air. He really didn’t have time for you stupid and petty arguments.
“Are you seriously going to keep arguing with me about it? Out of everything you could fight with me about, you pick a stupid, overrated song to do so,” he sneered.
How could you be so damn childish? Maybe his age was finally catching up to him.
Growling lowly, you hissed, “Bastardo! Dios, Ardyn, puedes ser tan puta perra a veces!”
Ardyn’s jaw dropped, his eyes narrowing at you. Did you really just call him a bitch? And did you forget that he could understand you? The thought actually brought a smile to his face, a roar of laughter escaping him.
You stared incredulously at your boyfriend as he continued to laugh, unsure of what to do.
Wiping away a tear from his eye, Ardyn managed to speak through his laughter, “Y, sin embargo, te gusta follar a esta pequeña perra, mi amor.~”
That brought a loud laugh out of you.
#ffxv writing#tw swearing#swearing#other languages#noctis lucis caelum#noctis x reader#prompto argentum#prompto x reader#gladiolus amictia#gladio x reader#ignis scientia#ignis x reader#ignis the husband#ardyn izunia#ardyn lucis caelum#ardyn x reader#sfw writing#sfw#Anonymous
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K-pop favourites from 2018
ALBUMS (in no particular order):
Hope World - j-hope
mono. - RM
Love Yourself ‘Answer’ - BTS
Sun and Moon - SAM KIM
Don’t Mess Up My Tempo - EXO
honourable mentions
Blooming Days - EXO-CBX
Present : You - GOT7
Wish & Wind - HEIZE
SINGLES:
SoulMate - ZICO ft. IU
Young - Baekhyun & Loco
Getting Closer - SEVENTEEN
Ddaeng - BTS rap line
Is Who - MINSEO (not technically a single... but very good)
CHOREOGRAPHY:
THANKS - SEVENTEEN
honourable mentions
FAKE LOVE - BTS
No Air - THE BOYZ
Getting Closer - SEVENTEEN
MUSIC VIDEO:
Singularity - BTS
If you want to read my thoughts on my choices, they’re below the break.
If you want to, share your faves! I’m curious!
ALBUMS
Hope World : This beauty is amazing. One of the the things that makes for a good album is the story it guides it you through. The order of the tracks is almost as important as the songs themselves. Musically speaking, this album totally does that for me. The way the energy changes over the course of the album always surprises me -- the mood the first song puts me in is so different from the feeling this album leaves me with. The upbeat fun of the first few tracks are exactly the flavour I hoped for from a j-hope album even if didn’t quite know it beforehand. They just felt right, they feel like Hobi. The transition that starts with Baseline totally surprised me, and did such a great job of showing his other hip-hop flavours as it takes us into Hangsang and Airplane pt 1. Blue Side is quite possibly my favourite on this album. For me, it’s such a visual song, and I’m completely transported every time. This album blew me away. I didn’t know what I expected but this surpassed anything I had in mind. And I love that I feel like I know Hobi more from having experienced this -- and isn’t that what a mixtape should do? Now when I listen to other and older BTS songs I feel like I’m better able to hear j-hope’s j-hope-ness in his verses.
mono. : I know I said “in no particular order”, but this album, this is probably the best of the year. This album feels like meditation to me. The whole album is so spacious, and the use of repetition makes this album feels like a series of mantras to help you engage with the sadder sides of yourself. I take a lot of deep breaths listening to this album. A lot like Hope World, I love the order of this album. Each song carries a slightly different mood, a different shade of grey, and it pulls you down to different levels of sadness and quietude. I love the brief relief you get in everythingoes -- it’s able to bring you up again and see the sun through the clouds. When I listen to this album I often feel like each song relates to a different time of day -- part of the journey of this album is through the course of a day. I always struggle to put my feelings for this album into sentences -- it so much a collection of feelings that it seems to defy description (at least by me). Cathartic, Melancholic, Meditative, Introspective.
Love Yourself ‘Answer’ : Answer beat out Tear for a few reasons -- and not because it’s longer. Though I adore many of the B-sides on Tear, I think the weak points are weaker than those in Answer, and I think Answer is more successful as an album -- it told its story better than Tear did and I’m a sucker for a good story. The movement through the 4 phases of the album was pulled off so well! All the Trivia’s were spectacular, and these versions of the vocalists’ songs were all better that any versions that came before. This album is a joy to listen to, and when I start listening I’m committed to seeing it through. I hate being pulled away from it part way. It really does succeed in being cohesive (which can be a rarity in k-pop) and whole.
Sun and Moon : Sam Kim showed up out of no where and smacked me over the head with this album. He is a fabulous song-writer and a welcome breath of instrumentation in the largely electronic k-pop scene. His voice is soulful, perfectly suited for his style, and I’m in love with the way he lets it get rough when the songs needs it. This album is so romantic -- I shouldn’t like it as much as I do. But I actually feel the romance and love it. He brings an contagious amount of sincerity to his songs. Even if this album was full of duds, I think it may still have made it on this list thanks to The One, Make Up, and It’s You -- some of my favourite songs of the year!
Don’t Mess Up My Tempo : Unlike most of the others on this list, I don’t think this album is really telling me a story. That being said, I do still like the sometimes surprising transition from track to track. There isn’t a bad song in the batch. This album has some of the best production I have heard this year (I expect nothing less from SM -- the company is in love with weird samples and unexpected sounds). All of the songs are crazy catchy and enjoyable to listen to. And they’re interesting! The vocals are phenomenal, and most importantly, I am happy when I listen to this album! This album feels out of place on this list when I compare it to the others, but I don’t care because I love it!
SINGLES
SoulMate : I’m sure if ZICO had released an album this year it would have made it onto this list. I adore the way he plays with what Korean sounds like, and him and IU complemented each other surprisingly well. “Delightful” is the first word that comes to mind when I think of this track. Right off the bat you get the jingly percussion that I think must have been coins bouncing around in a glass jar and it makes this song feel so bright. ZICO’s rapping brings an awesome contrast after the first verse and chorus, and the instrumental solos give me wings. Love it.
Young : Baekhyun and Loco play off of each other so well in this song. Hearing Baekhyun out of the context of EXO is a treat, his voice is able to deliver more of an edge than I thought it could. Loco has such a unique voice. It isn’t “pretty” and I never want it to be because it’s roughness makes something gorgeous! Each phase of the song sounds so different from the last, but in very small ways. The way that vocals and rapping mix together, and how the backing vocals vary make this song so interesting to listen to. The cyclical musical elements of the song do an amazing job of communicating the lyrics and the laid back vibes of the song suit the two voices and make it so easy to listen to and enjoy.
Getting Closer: Fierce. Seventeen finally tried a dark concept and pulled it off! I really like this song and I hope that there is an album with a similar tone soon to follow. This song really continues with Seventeen’s minimal style. The song uses monotones vocals and synths to create its dark vibe and make the softer moments so much sweeter. One of the highlights in this song is when they use of layering high vocals on low raps -- still keeping everything very bare, but adding just a touch of interest. And also, the choreography. It’s so powerful. It’s gruff. And it will bite your ear off if you get in a scuffle with its dance break. It almost made it into the choreo section of this post.
Ddaeng : I almost forgot to include this song on this list. This song that I had on repeat for weeks. Shame on me! This song is so BTS, I love it deeply. Besides being infectious and a wicked display of rap skills, any translation worth anything has about a page and a half of footnotes to go along with it. Our bulletproof wordsmiths seriously pulled out all the stops on this one, just to throw some shade. And then Suga mixed it with that gorgeous instrumentation and bitchin’ beat. Solid.
Is Who : This is a bit of an oddball on this list, and it isn’t even technically a single, but this song is a hoot and half. If someone with a voice as lovely as Minseo’s is going to serve me up some pop-jazz-swing with fiddle and ragtime piano and SCATTING, I’m going to eat. it. up. This song is fun! It is bright! And it isn’t what I often hear in K-pop.
CHOREO
THANKS : Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen. Sometimes there music is a little too sweet for me, but their dancing melts my brain every time. They use their numbers so well and their dedication to precision when dancing prevents from their complicated dancing from ever looking chaotic or messy. This song in particular - OOF. Wow. If you haven’t watched the performance video for this song, you should. They manage to have so many moving parts, and it reads as intricate, but always clear. They also do a great job of matching the sad vibes of the song. There are so many dances that could have made this list, but Thanks is so far beyond any of them in my books that I couldn’t have it sharing the title.
MUSIC VIDEO
Singularity : Is anyone on this blog surprised by this? I don’t shut up about this m/v. And for good reason -- it is freakin’ amazing! Aesthetically gorgeous, kills it with the visual metaphors, the choreography is beautiful and surprising given the music, and it’s minimal without lacking anything. Lots of K-pop m/vs are either very visually loud, or “minimally aesthetic” at the cost of substance. Singularity manages to find a balance. Taehyung does a stellar job with his acting and I am sucked into this world every time.
#kpop#review 2018#bts#exo#svt#sam kim#minseo#zico#iu#loco#rm#jhope#ramblings#song ramblings#music rec
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HI THIS IS MRS. CLAUS!! 🤶🏾🤶🏾 just kidding haha (or should i say hohoho 👀, but keep guessing bestie (besides, mrs. claus being secret santa is a little on the nose isn't it)
i hope you're having an amazing day today!!
so, my question for today is, which are your favourite artists/genres other than taylor swift?? and as a bonus, how did you discover your favourite one!?
can't wait to talk to you more!! so until then
-🤶🏾✨
p.s. OFC SANTA IS REAL!! despite not being a christmas celebrator, i won't accept anything else /j
I mean santa is just some guy, he's not as far fetched as the easter bunny 🤷♀️ lmao
Okok so my favourite artist of all time is gabrielle aplin & has been since I was likeee 11? 12? I've seen her live 3 times and met her in Jan 2020 she's so lovely 🥺 you could not ask me to pick a favourite song, I can't even pick a favourite album 😂 some favs include my mistake, what did you do, keep on walking, salvation, please don't say you love me, coming home, losing me, actually this is too hard its just all of them lmao I discovered her when I heard please don't say you love me for the first time and decided it was my new mega super favourite song and then realised she was the same person from the 2012 John Lewis Christmas advert who sang the power of love and I was like omg obsessed so I downloaded English rain (her debut album) and all her EPs and yea it's all gone from there I love her
I have a few favourite bands but my favourite is pvris ✨ everyone always complains thst white noise was their best album and the new stuff keeps getting worse but they're wrong every album has been even better than the last sorry white noise 🤣 I'm going to see them next year! :D I hope they play half bc it's my favourite but they probably won't :(
Other favourite bands areee against the current (fever is BANGING), green day (I wanted to see them live but it was like £60 for the furthest away ticket :| uno is an underrated and unfairly hated on masterpiece), my chemical romance (I miss them :( more mcr songs in tua pls), fall out boy (literally half of mania got into my Spotify wrapped so true of me), old p!atd/the young veins (Ryan ross <333), paramore (after laughter was a cultural reset) & they're p small and only have like 4 songs but Clementine <3 maybe I'm biased bc I know them personally but their EP fucks, also bring me the horizon but only like 2 albums (sempiternal and that's the spirit)
As for other solo artists I'm super obsessed w stromae and I'm so glad he dropped a new song right when we all needed him thank u king stream santé for clear skin and all that, also mika >>> man never misses, christina perri! I miss her, lovestrong was my age groups childhood. Adele!!! 21 is still the best album sorry 30.. ik I already said mcr but gerard way/hesitant alien = god tier, I am going 2 stop the running commentary now because this is getting messy, halsey, hozier, lorde, marina, olivia rodrigo, billie eilish, pink, Rebecca ferguson, lady gaga, Harry styles & maisie Peters
I also love kpop! My favourites are loona, twice, red velvet, blackpink, mamamoo, clc, weeekly, pixy, cherry bullet, itzy, everglow, cignature, purple kiss, stayc, redsquare, secret number, bvndit, rocket punch, z-stars, iz*one, fromis_9, (g)i-dle, dreamcatcher, weki meki, ioi, cosmic girls, aespa, oh my girl, miss a, exid, apink, good day, chungha, sunmi, Natty, somi, bibi, ha:tfelt, hyuna, taeyeon, iu, bts, txt, got7, kard, dpr live/dpr ian & taemin.. I think that's it lmao I've been really behind on keeping up with new music this year though and there are so many kpop groups that have new releases so often that I have a playlist of songs i forgot to lisyen to when they came out and its like 80% kpop 💀 & for other groups that aren't bands I rlly love little mix <3 without jesy <3
Specific albums that I love even tho I don't particularly listen to the rest of the artists music: jagged little pill by Alanis morissette & hot fuss by the killers
Specific songs that I love but I haven't listened to thr artists other music enough to have a solidified opinion yet: i wanna be your slave by måneskin & shatter in the night by vesperteen
#bad question to ask i knew this was gonna get stupidly long#i know the end bits arent what you asked but i have a lot of favourites <333#secret santa (taylors version)#n13 secret santa#secret santa#i wont bother tagging everyone i mentioned answering the question already took half an hour
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wednesday, march 24th 2021: blink blink
it’s very odd, isn’t it, feeling off but also not being depressed or sad. i was wondering about what to title this and i debated on ‘my life is a JOKE’ but i felt like that was better suited for a more severe situation. right now my life is just messy but i’m at that point where i’m like......... it’s 1 o’clock and i didn’t finish what i wanted to do but i’m sleepy so
thorn
the family thing is confirmed sksksk i feel selfish being down about it. i’m not down, i’m just... conflicted because it means more pressure on me in a way
not done everything but ya whatever
i posted the ugliest picture on my other account today LOLLL sad. truly
it’s my first time missing a blog post and i am a little sad about it but it’s ok :(
rose
i had a fairly productive day studying wise... i woke up decently early enough and got going early enough so i’m pleased with that
my mood is OK and i’m going to count that as a win personally
the sens won and it was just good vibes because gustavsson is so cute and wholesome and i know this will never happen but HAMBURGLAR RUN? also was quite nice having the game be at 5 instead of 7
it’s funny how much i depend on food when i’m studying and stressed out. like i’m just thinking about so many snacks i can give myself as rewards for studying when i really don’t normally care about food that much otherwise. today i had avocado toast and buttered toast they were very delicious thank u very much
it drives me batty when things or people are late and the fact that we finally got the gift for my friend whose birthday was in JANUARY is so relieving i am so happy and pleased
with every day that passes the more my immune system is learning how to fight COVID right
i dunno why but i learned about sinuses today and they are SO UNNERVING. like there is an empty cave in your head. right behind your cheeks and nose. multiple caves actually. WHAT (i think it’s cool but also unnerving)
omg i can’t believe i forgot to write this bUT i was in the shower and i had SUCH A GOOD IDEA well idk if it’s such a good idea but it’s an IDEA I’M V EXCITED ABOUT so
bud
weather’s supposed to be lovely again tomorrow so after my mock osce tomorrow (LOLLLLLL) i’m going to go for a walk and get myself a snack. starbucks or chips or something idk
having a call with the girlies tomorrow which should be fun
i have a bad feeling about the game tomorrow but it is still a thing i am looking forward to
THIS TIME TOMORROW I WILL HAVE HEARD TAYLOR SWIFT’S NEW SONG!!! AS WELL AS IU’S NEW ENTIRE ALBUM!!!
in exactly 12 hours i will be done my mock osce lol
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New Year’s Flirt: Epilogue
TWICE fanfic: Epilogue chapter to the original story New Year’s Flirt
Pairing: SaiDa (Sana x Dahyun)
The morning sun streamed in through the windowpanes upon Sana’s face, her features aglow in the dawn of a new day.
“Mhmhmhmhhhhh…” Sana groaned and blearily opened her eyes. “Where am I?”
“You’re in our dorm, dummy.”
“My head kind of hurts, Dahyununnie.”
“Cause you drank too much last night,” Dahyun, ever her favorite dubu, sat by her bedside with a ‘how do I put up with you’ expression on her fair face. Subtle lines of worry creased the pretty Korean girl’s brow. “Do you remember anything?”
Sana pondered her question. Then, the memories of last night’s events came flooding back to her. Her pupils first shrank in horror at the bad memory, then she relaxed with a goofy, contented smile at what happened afterwards. “Heh…”
Dahyun watched her closely, with the concern of a lover, relieved that she seemed okay. Sana glanced back and held her stare, the drowsiness now fading away, and the thought crossed her mind that Dahyun still looked insanely cute while worried.
“Oh, I still remember what happened,” Sana winked and rolled over in bed on her stomach, propping herself up on her elbow and resting her head on her hand. Dahyun could never tire of admiring that tousled, caramel colored hair, messy from sleep but somehow beautiful, and her anime-like eyes that sparkled in the sunlight.
“Promise me you won’t do something stupid like that again. ”
“Only if you promise to love me forever”
“You’re so corny,” Dahyun tried not to smile at her mushiness.
“And you’re one hell of a beautiful angel,” Sana attempted to kiss her on the cheek.
“Why do I even put up with you,” Dahyun, pulling away at the last second, was embarrassed yet enormously pleased remembering the events of last night.
“Because...” Sana pretended to think cutely by placing a finger on her chin and tilting her head. “You love me?”
Taking in each other's gaze, the pair’s deep look could last for a thousand years, a snapshot frozen in eternity, and perhaps neither would ever notice the time pass.
Sana playfully traced her finger on Dahyun’s thigh, like she was carving her name onto her. Dahyun gulped nervously and took a deep breath.
“Hey, she’s awake!” A voice from the hallway made Sana withdraw hastily.
Momo came into the room, yawning. She was followed closely by Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung, Mina, Nayeon, Jihyo, and Tzuyu, who came streaming into the room in their PJs and bunny slippers, hanging off each others’ shoulders in a sleepy train of aegyo.
“Sana unnie, are you okay?” Mina asked concernedly.
“We were so worried!” Jihyo exclaimed.
“Don’t do that again, you pabo,” Jeongyeon shook her head, previously having been worried out of her wits.
“JYP abeoji was asking us about you too,” Tzuyu said, rubbing her anxious eyes tiredly. “Unnie, we... heard some gossiping last night.”
“Ahhhhhhhh,” Sana cried out in embarrassment at the trouble she caused and covered her face. Several caring members closest to Sana hugged and comforted her. Dahyun continued to cling to Sana like she was a castaway’s life preserver.
“But it’s okay now,” consoled Jihyo, who concluded, “We chipped in and sent Sunmi a bouquet of apology flowers this morning, and she sent us a message saying don’t worry about it.”
“She probably laughed it off, actually. Judging by all the smiley emojis she gave us,” Mina gave a slight smile.
“But now you owe us big time,” Momo joking tried to look tough, like a mafia boss demanding payment.
“Yeah,” Jeongyeon added, laughing as she massaged Momo’s shoulders playfully.
“Oh, thanks!” Sana relaxed and lit up with a sweet smile of relief. “I can pay you back…” She fluttered her eyelashes as a suspiciously coy look flashed across her face, right before she pounced in for her sudden attack, “...with lots of kisses!”
The members all shrieked and laughed to get away from Sana’s kissing attack, as she chased everyone around with puckered lips. Dahyun could only narrow her eyes in half-jealousy and pout.
Afterwards, TWICE sat down at the breakfast table to eat the food that Jeongyeon, the expert chef who often cooked meals for her fellow members, made for them this morning.
Momo began eating intently.
“Stop fighting!” Jihyo reprimanded Nayeon and Tzuyu, who had both reached for the jar of strawberry jam at the same time and were bickering over it comically.
“These eggs are so yummy, thank youu~” Mina joined her hands together in gratitude to Jeongyeon, who beamed back.
“I’d rather be eating tofu for breakfast,” Sana said with a straight face while looking directly at Dahyun, who froze in mid-chew.
Nayeon cleared her throat loudly next to them. Jihyo shot her a warning look that read ‘our kids are clearly in love, let them be’.
There was an awkward silence afterwards, as most still ate intently, since everyone was hungry and slightly hungover from the party last night. Then Chaeyoung and Momo started talking about a funny instance when they were talking with so-and-so and one of their sunbaes from another group fell in the pool last night. Nayeon excitedly fangirled over a short interaction she had with IU, along the lines of “OMG she noticed me!” while the others listened amusedly.
Sana slipped her arm around Dahyun’s waist, partially covered by the table, when the others weren’t looking. She took it away, like a guilty puppy caught doing something naughty, when Jeongyeon gave them a grossed-out look.
The breakfast concluded and the two youngest members Tzuyu and Chaeyoung were on dish duty. When the the other members retired to their rooms to get ready for the day, Sana and Dahyun were alone in the living room.
The two cuddled on the couch next to each other, with Dahyun resting her head on Sana’s shoulder and their arms intertwined like two garden vines grown together.
After a hesitant silence, neither knowing what to say to the other, Sana grabbed Dahyun’s hand.
“Thanks again for saving me last night,” she spoke with a watery gaze that could melt chocolate. “And for putting up with me all this time.”
“Oh stop.”
“No, really, I’m too flirty sometimes...I’m sorry Dahyunnie, I get a bit too much when I’ve too much to drink, and I didn’t know I could hurt you too.”
Dahyun didn’t immediately respond, instead processing this and letting her feelings settle down before finally speaking.
“Don’t mention it, jerk.” She punched her playfully in the arm and looked down, fidgeting a bit with her feet. For once, TWICE’s dubu couldn’t think of anything funny or strange to do to alleviate the shy unease of the moment.
Sana could only think about how dreamy Dahyun looked, baffled at how she could be simultaneously a weird dork and ridiculously attractive at the same time. Time after time, she was drawn to her like a magnet without fail.
“You’re so good to me, I honestly wonder what I did to deserve you. And you’re beautiful, all the time,” Sana said sincerely, being the overly possessive girlfriend she was by slinging her arm around Dahyun’s shoulder, causing Dahyun’s blush to be apparent on her milky-pale skin.
Sana finally drew her in for a long kiss, drinking her in like she was all she needed in the world. Dahyun was her elixir, the love of her life that could still send tingles down her spine like electric sparks and fluttering butterflies.
Suddenly, Nayeon walked into the common area looking for her phone. At the sight of the two, she made an annoyed face.
“Aish, get a room!”
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Noona
Hiiii. I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long, everything has been really tough lately. :( but, my new recent obsession comes in the form of some fresh wanna one meat. Lol, honestly I feel quite gross about myself for liking guanlin, but omg I’m such a huge cube trash and I love how hard working and sincere he is?! Like guanlin and seonho pretty much is embodies the Essence of a cube member, just like the (used to be) beast boys and btob boys?! Sobs. But anyways, I hope you enjoy this little shot story that has been playing in my head. Everything is kept at a pg rating for obvious reasons. I will not taint my little rap chick.
(So imagine this is post- wanna one and you have been paired up with Kim Jaehwan to form a mix gender duo group called ‘The June Project’. Your name is Kim Joo-e and you’re a 99-er. Jaehwan and you are pretty much like real life siblings who are always bickering, but loves one another at the end of the day. You’re pretty much the latest trending girl in kpop as you’re known for your down-to-earth genuine charm. Doesn’t hurt that you’re Super talented and plays the guitar (think IU). )
- One day while preparing for your comeback stage, the wanna one members decided to surprise Jaehwan at the backstage to show their support.
- You had just gone to the bathroom and came back into your makeup room flustered, afterall, you were quite the wanna one fan before your debut.
- You’ve met a couple of Jaehwan‘s wanna one friends like Minhyun, but you haven’t really interacted with most of them, especially not as the entire group as Jaehwan had pretty much been busy preparing for The June Project the moment wanna one’s contract ended.
- the boys were pretty flustered to see you as well, especially since you’re the latest trending girl in the kpop scene.
- ‘omo, annyeonghaseyo!’ You bowed low as you greeted the wanna one boys. You hurriedly tried to retreat to the corner of the room as you realised the boys were filming a V live recording as fan service (such cuties).
- ‘Joo-e ah, come join us!!’ Jaehwan called you out.
- You timidly walked over to the camera and greeted the audience. You’re normally pretty outgoing and cheerful, but it’s honestly pretty daunting to be in front of your idols.
- fans started flooding the comments section, indicating that you looked cute, and mostly asking who’s your favourite wanna one member.
- ‘Joo-e shi, the fans would like to know who is your favourite wanna one member!!!’ Jisung half yelled.
- ‘hahaha definitely not Kim Jaehwan.’ You teased.
- Jaehwan gave you a death stare before a cheeky smirk creeped onto his face.
- You were starting to low key freak out, worried about what Jaehwan might share.
- ‘actually, joo-e has told me that she was quite a wannable and even attended our concert!’
- the wanna one boys were gushing and getting excited. Ong and Jisung were pushing you to tell the world who your bias was.
- ‘I’m guessing it’s Daniel?’ Jisung said.
- You stood there frozen, not too sure how to admit to your bias. Oh Gosh.
- ‘let me tell you a funny story. One night, joo-e came knocking on my door holding her iPad with wannaone’s profile on it. She then asked, “oppa is it true that Lai Guan Lin likes noonas?!” ‘ jaehwan did a terrible imitation of you.
- you could hear oohs and ahhs as you tried to hide your face.
- ‘so you’re our giant maknae stan!!!’ Ji sung chimmed.
- You shyly bow your head and you simply could not look at Guan Lin. However, you did shoot Jaehwan a death stare. ‘You’re dead the next time we have an interview with a girl group, oppa yaaa’ you teased.
- everyone broke out in laughter, entertained by your chemistry with Jaehwan.
- ‘so guanlin ah, is it true that you prefer noonas?’ Ong has fired his shots. You’ve once again hid your face in your hand as you turn d tomato red.
- guanlin was flustered as well. ‘Well... erm... I think coming to Korea at a young age on my own has made me mature quite quickly, so I guess an older woman will fit me better?’
- everyone was gushing, Daehwi was jumping around, unable to contain his excited. Jin young was hugging guanlin and ruffling his hair as guanlin maintained his signature flustered smile, avoiding eye contact with you at all cost.
- things could’ve ended there, but no, the wanna one boys are little brats. To your surprise, the usually quiet park Woojin spoke up.
- ‘we were actually observing hyung’s performance with joo-e shi the other day, and guanlin commented that Joo-e has a very cute face!’
- everyone went nuts with that proclamation. The wannaone boys all turned to guanlin, hoping to hear more elaboration, as I stood at a corner, heart pounding.
- ‘yeah, it’s true, I think Joo-e noona is really cute.’ guanlin confessed.
- the boys went wild again. You bowed your head to thank Guanlin, and he bowed back. Your heart was racing as quickly as the day you debut and you had to excuse yourself to touch up your make up before you die of embarrassment.
- that night, after you returned to your dorm and was removing your make up, you received a text. ‘Hi Joo-e noona, I’m sorry about just now. The hyungs can go overboard some times. It’s okay if I call you noona right? This is Lai Guan Lin by the way.’
- I screamed. Jaehwan came running to my room with a toothbrush chucked in his mouth. ‘OMG WHAT HAPPENED?’
-‘ oppa did you give guanlin Shi my number?’ I asked.
- Jaehwan’s face immediately contorted into a cheeky smirk. ‘Oh yeah, wow did the kid text you already? He’s fast...’ jaehwan snickered, he sounded pretty proud of his dongseng.
-‘oh Gosh I can’t believe this. Lai guanlin, the most gorgeous man I’ve known just texted me!!!’ You gushed to Jaehwan as you held your phone close to your chest.
- ‘I think I’m pretty gorgeous too... and you owe me one kid!!!’ Jaehwan muttered as he sashayed out of your room.
- I promise to wing you next time okay!!! You shouted out.
- the following days went by as a blur. You were pretty much on auto pilot mode, and nothing mattered except when guanlin replied.
- You could be practicing a song when your phone beeps and you jump, only to end up smiling at yourself like a love drunk idiot.
- guanlin was pretty much what you imagined him to be; but better. He was funny and charismatic. Mature but humourous at the same time.
- you had lived overseas for a period of time as well; so you guys talked about growing up overseas, and obviously, your love for music.
- ‘noona, Eunkwang Hyung from my company is in a musical and they’re giving out preview tickets. I remember you said your dream was to star in a musical, would you like to maybe come with me?’ Guanlin had asked you out!!!!
- you obviously said yes and spent the entire day fretting about what to wear. ‘Oppa. Does guanlin like cute or sexy? Oppa, does guanlin like girls with lots of make up or just a little? Oppa, should I have my hair up or down? Straight or curled?’ You were bombarding poor Jaehwan with so many questions.
- ‘cute with a hint of sexy, light make up with wavy hair let down.’ He muttered as he walked past your room while you were busy googling information about guanlin online.
- ‘I heard you were fretting about your looks today?’ Guanlin asked when we met up.
- You made a mental note to kill Jaehwan when you get home.
- ‘I like noona how she normally is best.’ Guanlin shyly confesses.
- ‘ahhh. I bet oppa exaggerated a lot, I wasn’t exactly fretting... I just wasn’t sure what was appropriate to wear....’ you tried to fend yourself.
- ‘ oh. I thought you were nervous about impressing me... hahaha. Because i surely was afraid of embarrassing you. I pretty much flooded Jaehwan Hyung with questions about you the entire day...’ Guanlin confessed shyly. He seemed really flustered that he was the only one fretting about the ‘date’.
- ‘ I lied, I was panicking and bugging Jaehwan Oppa all day too....’ You pouted as you confessed.
- ‘noona you are seriously so adorable!’ Guanlin seemed more confident now as he patted you on your head.
- after your little confession, guanlin seemed like a changed man; leading you like a gentleman. You pretty much forgot that guanlin was in fact younger.
- Eunkwang was obviously spectacular in the play; and you thoroughly enjoyed yourself. The fact that you went with guanlin helped a lot too, although his dashing good looks did distract you from the musical from time and again.
- the cutie pie insisted on walking you home, which made you all warm and fuzzy. You went to bed and slept like a princess, only to have your bandmate budging into your room way too early for your comfort.
- ‘YAH KIM JOO-E. Are guanlin and you together already?!?! I can’t believe I have to find out via a tabloid site?!’ Jaehwan was standing in front of you with messy bed hair and arms frailing around.
- ‘what are you talking about??!! Guanlin and I are not dating...’ you rubbed your eyes as you try to comprehend your bandmate’s words.
-Jaehwan was now sitting on your bed, shoving his phone in your face.
- there was indeed a breaking news about guanlin and you, and a picture of guanlin sending you home.
- ‘oh my god, our manager Oppa is going to kill me....’ You whined.
- just then, jaehwan screamed as he picked up your phone.
- ‘noona, it’s guanlin. Have you seen the news? I’m sorry we got photographed. But to be honest, I have been a fan of noona’s since you debuted with Jaehwan Hyung. And after getting to know you for the past month, I think I’d like to get to know you even more. If you dont mind this kid that I am, will you maybe want to be my Girlfriend?’
#wanna one#wanna one scenarios#wanna one lai guanlin#lai guanlin#lai guanlin scenarios#kpop fluff#kpop fanfiction#wanna one kim jaehwan#kim jaehwan#wanna one imagines#lai guanlin imagines#cube entertainment
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The smoke settles to reveal LEE JIEUN, also known as ODESSA or SAGE, a 23 year old witch of Sunseong. She is a part-time florist and part-time psychic who appears to be adept in divination and herbology --- but like most things in Sunseong, there must be more to her than meets the eye.
FACECLAIM: Lee Jieun (IU), soloist
BIOGRAPHY:
Jieun, known as Sage to her Blossoms customers and Odessa to those looking for a psychic, was born in mid-May. Her mother was a single parent, struggling just to support herself. To her, Jieun was another burden she was not ready to take on. Hazy memories of a beautiful but worn woman fill Jieun’s mind when she thinks back on her mother. Jieun was three when she was taken.
Her mother had been a witch. Jieun’s father had left her with child when he discovered this. Disgusted, he disappeared without a trace before Jieun was born. After Jieun was born, her mother struggled to make ends meet and provide for the two of them. She turned more ardently towards the pursuit of magical knowledge, looking for a way to save herself and her child. Slowly she began to isolate herself from her coven. Then from their neighbors. Then, she stopped going to work. Finally, her mother cut herself off from Jieun, who was forced to feed herself and her mother on the donations of neighbors who saw her and recognized her plight. Perhaps it was fortunate, then, that an older woman down the street noticed Jieun. Fortunate, that she realized what was going on behind their apartment doors, even though Jieun did not. But, perhaps, also, it was unfortunate. For Jieun screamed and cried as, at three years old, two young men dragged her away from her home on the instructions of the old lady down the street. Unfortunate, as Jieun watched men and women beat her mother into submission because she was no longer a witch, watched as her mother was labeled ‘warlock’ and was separated from her forever.
Jieun, who no longer had a place to call home, would call it unfortunate for many years. Others would whisper how lucky she was when they thought she couldn’t hear or wouldn’t understand. She was ushered from home to home when someone could take her in, but the bond between witches in generally weak and she spent more nights in shelters than she did in homes. She found herself spending days in gardens, looking at flowers and bugs instead of reading the books that should have taught her instead. Jieun found that tea filled her belly better than water and that at least after she was done drinking tea, she could pretend she could predict her future in the dredges to help her ignore the pangs of hunger.
What was fortunate was the day that same old woman found her again, booked her on a train to Europe, and saw her fed and taught. After all, the child of a witch is said to be more precocious and more inherently magical. In an apartment on the outskirts of Paris, Jieun found herself alone, but for the first time in ten year, happy. It seemed that her years of make-believe had helped her develop a keen eye for divination and herbology. When applied and focused, she was quite good at both (and crafting potions). She had modest abilities in other areas; nothing to brag about, but she found success when she took her time, drained though she would be. But, times came when she was lonelier than she knew how to put into words. Happier, but lonelier. That was when she met Peppo.
Or rather, she summoned him. She was nearly twenty when she was preparing to leave Yonerra, the school she had learned to call home. For years, she had tried to summon a familiar of her own. Most of her classmates had accomplished it and had the most spectacular animals to call theirs. She, on the other hand, was preparing to leave the few friends she had ever had to return to an unimaginable life. Old enough now to be on her own, but still very much a stranger to her homeland. She had not been there in seven years. It was then, as she shut the door on her apartment for the last time that she heard the soft padding of footsteps behind her. He was not but a kitten, small, and light gray with black stripes. He asked if she was Jieun and after stowing him in her purse, they made their way through the countryside of Europe and Asia where Jieun caught a plane from Shanghai to South Korea.
CHARACTERIZATION:
-optimistic- a strange trait for a girl who grew up so negative. In her younger years, Jieun could never have been characterized as ‘optimistic’ but now it would be hard to call her anything else. Whether genuine or faked, is never entirely clear. But, she has a relentless optimism that is both infectious and utterly infuriating.
-introverted- her preference, molded from years of solitude, is be alone. Other than Peppo, Jieun couldn’t care less to have company or to spend her days around people. Not that she particularly dislikes being around people, she just does not actively seek it out. Especially since her distasteful abilities mean she is safer alone and aloof.
-awkward- Jieun is not particularly adept in social situations. Rather, she tends to stutter and fall over her words quite easily. This is exasperated when she is flustered, often because she is caught doing she shouldn’t do (like bringing Peppo basically anywhere) or something embarrassing. She is particularly embarrassed when customers from one of her jobs meets her at her other.
-domestic- the type to sit home and cook herbal meals for her friends that will magically improve their health, or sew minor wards into the linings of gifts. She has a rather extensive herbal garden on her balcony and a plethora of spell books with different specialties to help her perform spells outside of her natural talents. Her favorite spell book lays open on her desk most of the time.
-messy- domestic though she may be, she is not organized. Rather, her apartment is more often an array of clothes, herbs, books, and papers strewn about her tables and floors. Many of her wooden furniture are covered in carvings of different sigils to help Jieun remember the most important ones, though she does mix them up more often than not.
-library-addict- the atmosphere reminds her so strongly of Yonerra, that she finds herself often gravitationally pulled towards them. If she is not at work or her apartment, it would not be odd to find her at the library closest to her house, or the one closest to Blossoms (thought she prefers the one near Blossoms because it has a nice section that is hidden from view where no one will see Peppo, or her practicing magic).
-hopeless romantic- Since she was little, Jieun has dreamed of meeting ‘the one’ who would accept her despite her flaws and magical abilities. As a result, she has watched a few too many k-dramas and romance animes and has set herself up for unachievable standards. Worse still, is the fact that Jieun has never dated so her expectations have never been set straight.
-dramatic- particularly when it comes to love, Jieun has a tendency to be overly dramatic because she believes this will give her the life she wants and make people like her, even though it tends to do the opposite.
SPECIALTIES:
-divination (rank II): Jieun is particularly talented when it comes to divination, but her specialization within this field is reading tea leaves. However, she has found success with crystal balls as well and has managed to open her mind to such a level that on occasion she will receive random, unprompted visions. These she may or may not be conscious of. When she is unconscious during her visions, they are often conveyed through a long monologue, though these spiels are uncommon for her. In fact, it is generally rare for her to receive random visions at all and they are normally triggered by something and cause her to feel exhausted afterwards. She is fairly good at interpreting stars and constellations as well as dreams, but when she wants more concrete rather than abstract fortune-telling through these means, it involves a much longer and more complicated process that is highly draining. As a result, she sticks almost solely to tea leaves and crystal balls, dabbling in smoke reading when requested by a customer.
-herbology & potion crafting (rank II): Jieun is particularly gifted at identifying and growing medicinal and magical herbs. As a result of this natural gift, she spent much of her time at school practicing her potion making so that these skills would be more ‘marketable’ and helpful. She is particularly skilled at making healing and medicinal potions, as this is an area she concentrated on quite fervently. She is dreadful at making love potions, but can adequately make any other potion someone may request of her.
-animal familiar (rank I): Jieun is not super great at conjuration and she can only ‘conjure’ Peppo. However, she has a close bond with Peppo, her familiar, which allows her to decipher his meows as if he were speaking Korean. He understands her when she speaks Korean to him as well.
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❝ LEE JIEUN is a TWENTY THREE year old SECOND IN COMMAND affiliated with WOLSIG who goes by the name DALI ❞
trigger warning ━ drugs, rape !!
⇀ birth name: Lee Ji Eun
⇀ fc choice: Lee Jieun / IU
⇀ alias: Dali
⇀ age: 23
⇀ group: Wolsig
⇀ occupation: Second in Command
⇀ sexual orientation: Bisexual / Female leaning
⇀ languages: Native Language - Korean, Semi Fluent - Chinese
⇀ height / weight: 5′4″ (162 cm) / 95 lbs (44 kg)
⇀ defining features:
Relatively short and skinny by nature, Jieun is usually seen as petite. This doesn’t allude from the fact that she has a motherly essence about her, which may stem from her warm appearance. Her fashion consists of clothes that cover up a majority above her waist but doesn’t restrict exposure below the waist. Her hair is long and messy, and while she doesn’t take great care of her appearance she still thinks it’s necessary to dye it colors with hints of red or dark black. Jieun’s skin is pretty much untouched despite scars of abuse on her torso and her slave symbols on her wrists.
⇀ personality:
Jieun can be seen by others as a mysterious, blank minded, and emotionless. There is only a select group of people that she lets out any kind of emotion around, and they are usually apart of Wolsig Mafia only. While any form of sadness, happiness, or joy is shown to strangers, with her quickly temper anger is easy to rise around anyone.
She can be easily identified as an addict, in more ways than one. While the obvious is her cocaine addiction, there is a lot more to the trait than most would suspect. Her addictive personality also takes forms in her lovers. Many people say that she sleeps around with men in order to finally feel some emotions, but it is the exact opposite. Due to her past, Jieun is addicted to be abused by men in any way, in order to kill any bit of emotion she has left.
⇀ personality tl;dr:
+ understands things very easily.
+ nearly a professional knowledge of substances.
+ can put on a face in order to manipulate others.
- distant from anyone who hasn’t bothered to show her loyalty/kindness.
- can quickly become addicted to almost anything she enjoys.
- vindictive towards anyone she does not consider family.
⇀ history:
Unlike other members with in the mafia, Jieun wasn’t born into the title she has now. Instead, she was just a normal girl trying to finish her studies and become a nurse, just like her mother. While her life was escalating upwards, it only took a little push for her to descend back the way she came.
It was around age 14 this it started to happen. Her younger brother had gone missing while on a date. His date was the one who told the family of his disappearance, and the cops were called immediately. Once they had arrived, they questioned his date. Jieun listened intently to the details as her brother’s date spewed off a list of people who were there. They had been getting ice cream down the street, and the only people she remember was the ice cream man and Jieun’s neighbor.
The information was enough for Jieun to suspect where her brother had been taken to, but the cops weren’t too eager to do anything. While Jieun didn’t think too much about the cops attitude at the time, this incident later added a base for her hatred towards them. Nonetheless, she took the matter into her own hands. Sneaking into her neighbors backdoor and searching for her younger brother, Jieun was careless in thinking the neighbor would not be home. It didn’t take long for her to get caught either, with her screams of her brother’s name.
Without telling any one where she had gone that night, Jieun signed herself up for a hell of a ride. The neighbor had knocked her out and moved her out of the house before she could even realize who he was. Upon awakening, the man was no where to be found. Instead, Jieun was surrounded by wooden boxes, a cold cement floor, and masked people with guns. She was completely unaware of what was going on, but it didn’t take long to make sense once she heard to rambling of prices being shouted over an intercom.
Sold in the sex slave community at the age of 14, Jieun wasn’t able to escape until she was 18 years old. However, she didn’t accomplish her escape on her own; she was rescued by a woman who called herself Yang. By then, Jieun was a mess. A coke addict, beaten up mess, but Yang took her in and let her watch as Yang elegantly ran her empire.
Jieun owed her life to Yang. It was only right for Jieun to help her run the very thing she loved so much. She started by getting involved in the voluntary prostitution ring that Yang controlled. It was no different from her past years, but she felt safer. Any time she felt unsafe, someone would be around the corner to rip the man’s head off. Although, it became an addiction for her quickly and Jieun would start to yell for help less and less.
Eventually, Jieun had grown to be a woman and her bond with Yang grew stronger by the years. So strong, that Yang offered her a spot as her second in command. Fortunately for Yang, there was no request she could make that Jieun would deny. It wasn’t so easy though, she had to go through a lot of pain and training to understand the game Yang was playing. Besides, with her addiction, there was a lot of conditioning that needed to be done so she wouldn’t abuse the stock. While Jieun had to work hard for her position, she still understand that Yang basically handed it over to her. For that reason, Jieun is still dedicated to repay Yang.
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