#like we're all trying to be the idol or the actress

[bbanghiitomi]

| always by your side!

synopsis: forced to change companies, your dream of being an actress and all your hard work has been washed away, but for some reason even with the events that have unfolded you find yourself thanking the gods above for bringing you to haerin.

— idol!khaerin × 6thmember!fem!reader

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you lift your head from the table, dreading the idea of the upcoming news from the manager of the class you're currently at. you were updated that there might be changes in the company, you're one of the trainees for voice acting and there's rumors surrounding the company that they might send trainees to a korean entertainment label. if you were older than you are today, you wouldn't be that bothered by the news — but that's not the case, you were one of the youngest and current trainees for acting lessons. you knew that the company might be thinking that you are not gonna be much of a big loss to them, but you were desperate to prove them wrong.

yet, it seems a little too impossible as you shuffle on your seat. you raise yourself up from the chair and take deep breaths, your eyes spot the familiar face of the manager and an expression of grimace engulfed your face.

"don't take this a little too hard y/n, i know you've only been here for a few months but you're already attached to everyone." you nod but in all honesty you really can't process whatever the ceo was saying, it's hard to imagine the changes of pace and environment — who knows what kind of people she'll be seeing there?

"i heard i would end up on a different route if i was to be sent to that company. i signed up to be an actress — don't you think it's cruel for me to end up taking a whole different career?" you tell him but he stays head strong, only staring at your puppy eyes.

he sighs and puts a hand on his forehead.

"i know, i know. even i think it's cruel for the ceo to decide something like that, but we're in deep trouble. this is the only way to save the other trainees and don't you see the positive side? a job like being an idol is a very flexible job, you can do it all at once." he explains but you want to disagree, you don't want to do all things at once.

but it's too late, isn't it?

it really is, you realize as you sat at the office of ador entertainment. all your bags and luggages have been sent inside the shared dorm of your future co-member's, the girls were as confused as you were.

"oh, it's you y/n." you hear the sound of shoes getting closer and as you look up, your eyes meet with your new ceo — min heejin. you can only smile at her, not so confident as you try to look for a piece of yourself to show off.

"good morning." you tell her, actually she isn't so bad, this isn't your first meeting with her — you remember how shallow your brain was that day, it was a nerve wracking moment for you.

"i'm sorry once again about how sudden the news has been, but i hope you know i'm grateful you accepted it with honesty for yourself. i've given you ample time to decide and you still agreed, i hope you won't change your mind anymore." you appreciate her thoughts but there really isn't any choice left for you to choose, this is just about to be your fate and you're bound to accept it no matter how much you hated it.

you smile at her, not that sincere but you were trained for this.

"oh, i guess i realized that a part of me may have been meant for this. who knows right?" you shrug at her and she returns it with a bright grin.

"i'm so happy, i hope you know why i chose you out of all the trainees there. it's not just because there was no one left but because i think you're the perfect fit, there's something i see in you that i think you don't see in yourself." she says, you're starting to think she's sugarcoating it — because the last time you checked the circumstances it just seems like your old company was in deep debt and needed a sacrificial lamb to pay for it; which turned out to be you.

you chuckle, don't really know whether to believe or not; but it doesn't matter anymore.

"oh really? i personally think that's such a nice thing to say, almost a little too nice." you tell her but she was unfazed, you can see that she's really holding on to her words, like she meant it and that it was genuine.

you cannot interfere.

"yes, i'm quite excited because i'm sure the girls would love you. who wouldn't? i have so much high hopes for you and the future of newjeans, you all would be a hit. everyone will love newjeans." you can't even get mad at how happy heejin looks right now, maybe this is just really her passion.

yeah sure the girls would love you, but how about you? you gloat about the idea of being in a group, you don't want to work with people, the idea of being dragged down or dragging people down sucks. and think about the burden that it is to work with multiple people, you hated that idea.

after all, you've always been alone.

"i don't really know about that, i'm pretty sure they're acquainted with each other and are close but how about me?" you find yourself immediately fiddling with your finger, for some reason you don't know why too but a part of you is quite intimidated of what was coming your way. strangers, new people, new places and a new environment.

"don't worry, the girls are nice and well behaved, they are well put and have manners. if anything, i'm quite confident you'll like them. i gave minji all the instructions needed for tonight."

oh right, you're moving inside the dorm tonight. and you wonder what the girls are thinking.

"i'm excited! i wonder what type of person she is, i mean from the sound of it i'm already expecting that she's very cool." hanni does a finger gun towards danielle's direction, earning a small laugh from the girl as they make their way to the living room. the four girls all sit on the couches around the room, haerin's eyes traces along the floor to the bags and luggages hanging by the corner of the place.

"honestly, all i want is to see her already. i want us to be friends as soon as possible!" danielle beams, minji nods and clasps her hands together, worried but at the same time excited. they didn't have that much information regarding the new addition to the group, all they got from heejin is small details, like she's kind and cute.

it's enough to get the girls going except from a certain feline-like member.

haerin is nervous.

she's been thinking about this since yesterday, laying on her bed she can't get the thought of you finally coming face to face with them, it's been keeping her up since the day it was announced.

she wanted everything perfect the moment you step a foot inside, the place is clean, every nook and cranny, the members look presentable, there should be food already ready, not a delivered food but home cooked meals. haerin does not know why she feels like this but she wanted to make a good impression for the first day.

she's usually lazy, but tonight she made sure everything was in order so that not even the members could notice her weird behavior.

"are you okay haerin?" hyein asks, leaning on the couch while raising a brow at the older girl, haerin nods and makes her way to the kitchen to check the cookies she baked with danielle.

haerin is shy, she tries her best to communicate but sometimes it's very hard, this causes her social life to sometimes be in a rumble, because she's not very talented in talking to people. as someone who is happy to welcome you in the dorm, she's scared she might mess it up because of how awkward and quiet she is.

"haerin~ what are you doing there?" hanni sneaks behind the taller girl and puts her hands on haerin's shoulders. the younger girl is quick to turn her head. "u-uh hey."

hanni laughs and rubs haerin's shoulders. "are you nervous, you seem out of it since yesterday. always so skittish but worse, something bothering you?" hanni asks, smiling at the kang who lets out a small breath but does not reply.

haerin shifts her eyes away, she intertwines her fingers with each other, pursing her lips. "i'm just nervous." haerin whispers, gaining a soft laugh from hanni who then hugs her side. "oh really? you really want this night to be good for her, right?" hanni asks, rubbing her hand on haerin's forearm. haerin couldn't help but blush. "yeah, i didn't really want to say it but — we have to make sure she feels nice and comfortable here with us."

hanni squeals. "gosh haerin you're so adorable. we also think that way, i mean she's going to be our new addition, we'll be together for a long time."

haerin laughs. "i'm just so bothered, i couldn't stop thinking about it for almost a week. i don't want her to dislike me for being awkward." hanni shakes her head and hits haerin gently. "oh come on, she's going to love you like we do. you're like the most adorable girl ever, and you're like a cute cat. i trust our ceo with her choice, she's going to be good. i promise."

when you step a foot inside for the first time, you couldn't help but notice the very warm atmosphere inside the living room. it was empty when you came in with heejin and the smell of fresh food came wafting around the air.

"seems like the girls are busy, i'm going to check on them." you nod at heejin and smile at her. you like how clean the living room is, the colors are nice and the interior is very welcoming. you make your way to one of the couches and take a seat, the mattress sinking with your weight above. your hands are on your knees, you caress your lap to prepare yourself.

"here they are." you look up to see the girls, one by one they come inside with two of them carrying a tray of snacks and the other has water. you stand up and greet them, awkwardly pushing your hands out for a handshake, in which the oldest took oh so eagerly.

"i'm kim minji." her round eyes meets yours, her thick eyebrows take your attention and you can't help but smile at her.

"hi i'm pham hanni! i'm so happy to finally see you!" the shortest girl says, her hands are soft and gentle.

"i'm marsh danielle! you look really amazing! i'm so happy i can just melt on the spot." you laugh at her. "please don't." you mutter with a bit on your bottom lip.

haerin takes a step forward and brushes her hands on her clothes as if dusting the dirt away.

she anxiously takes your hands and shake them, you can't help but notice the way it trembles under your touch and you worry she might be sick the way her face is almost as red as a tomato — her feline-like eyes can't keep themselves from shifting away.

"i— uhm, my name… i'm kang haerin." she whispers but audible enough for you. you like her voice, the most.

you pull your hands away and you see haerin checking her own hands, her irises looks like she's checking out the lines on her palm.

a pair of hands takes yours and shakes them violently. "oh my god! it's really you! i'm so happy! i'm lee hyein!" the tallest girl says, your eyes examine her plum lips and sharp eyes.

you let go of her and gave her a small nod, she's adorable. yeah, you can say they're not that bad overall but… still, you have to make sure — you don't want to live with them for 5+ years still feeling uncomfortable.

the first few days consist of going around the dorm, training and just sitting together eating lunch and dinner.

you like minji the most, you appreciate her mature thinking, she's someone who knows when to be serious and when to joke around. you realize that she's very reliable, like a rock to lean on when the land tilts.

danielle is someone who you can trust when it comes to advice, she's someone who knows her words and has a holistic thinking approach in every situation. she looks on the bright side and sees the bigger picture, always positive and smiling.

haerin is awkward and quiet. but among all the members, she's the one who you're sure can understand you the most.

you like how she doesn't talk a lot when you're alone with her, it's not like you hate when hanni and hyein does it but sometimes, you need a quiet time too. you can tell that she knows you're getting yourself used to the new places, she's always right behind you.

you don't hate her presence, but it's not like you love it too.

things are really awkward with her, it's almost like she gets really skittish when you get near her, her face is always a different shade of red, her eyes are always everywhere but yours.

it makes you double guess if she hates you or not, but to say hate would be too much — maybe she's not used yet?

that must be it.

"hey haerin, can you pass me the remote?" you ask haerin, you look at her there's a small meter separating you and her on the couch. your eyes scan her bothered expression while she reads a book very attentively.

you want to reach for the remote yourself but her figure is blocking the view of the remote from your position. you scoot close to her and clear your throat in order to get her attention. "haerin?"

she doesn't reply. you scoot once again, your shoulder touching hers. haerin shuffles on her seat almost immediately as your bare shoulders touch her and puts her book down while looking at you with wide eyes and blushing cheeks.

"w-what?" she asks.

you look everywhere and smile at her. "i said, can you pass me the remote? i was planning to watch the discovery channel." haerin blinks and nods, closing her lips tight with a sheepish expression.

she moves and reaches for the remote and passes it over to you, but as you hold the remote, your fingers brush against hers causing her to immediately let go of the remote — with you being startled, you drop the remote on the carpeted floor.

"haerin?" haerin looks up at you and she reaches for the remote, then she hands it over to you. you stare at her and watch as she shifts away, pushing a strand of her hair behind her cute red ears.

"you're red." you tell her, haerin scoffs and turns her head away.

"it's nothing."

practice is finally over, you sit on the floor with your eyes scanning over the studio, back against the gigantic mirror. the other four girls are busy taking their time to perfect their moves, trying to polish their steps.

you're still not used to this way, it's harder and you physically can't keep up sometimes.

haerin is a great dancer, you envy and admire her moves and the way she puts her whole self to the music, letting the rhythm guide her body the way the beat intended it to be. you wish you had that kind of talent, you're not that bad but certainly could be better, it's not that hard to admit and you're always open for criticisms.

you feel a presence beside you, you shift your head to see haerin taking a seat next to you, her back also now against the mirror. you smile at the sight of her eyes watching over the other girls, she's sometimes so serious it's always so interesting.

"have you drank water already?" you ask her, seeing as she's still taking time catching her breath, sweat continues to roll over her cheeks. haerin turns her head to you and stretches her lips into a smile. "yes, i'm just taking a short break." you nod and scoot closer to her.

haerin swears she could feel her skin crawl, it's such a weird sensation but it feels funny.

"make it longer, you look tired." you whisper to her, she laughs sheepishly and scratches her cheek, feeling the burst of warmth washing inside of her again. this feels so weird, but she's always like this with you.

haerin pouts for a second only. "you did great." she mutters, eyes finding themselves lost in yours. you smile, nodding. "you did great too, so it's time to rest for a bit." haerin shakes her head.

"no, i mean you really did well. i know you're still bothered and you're always trying, but you're doing great, you're catching up to us already." haerin whispers, almost leaning closer for you to hear her. you shrug, your eyes watches as she looks away, her cheek and left ear close to your lips.

"hmm… really? i wasn't really trained for this." you whisper against her ear, your breath fanning over her skin, causing waves of electricity coursing inside of her, enough to raise the hair in her arms.

your body is close to hers, clothed bodies touching as her arm wraps around your torso, your hands on her knees.

"yeah, but you're already a great singer. dancing would be a piece of cake for you." she tells you but her eyes are still somewhere else, you wonder what part of the thin air must have took her interest. you chuckle, leaning on her shoulder. "really? i still have a lot to learn." you feel her body stiffen to your touch, and as if no one else is inside the room, your hand reaches for her other hand.

haerin shakes her head, now her cheeks are obviously dusted with the color of pink. her sharp eyes are taking your attention, she's like a cat in every form and every way.

have you mentioned before how much you love cats?

how much you might have loved haerin?

because you don't even know that yourself.

"yeah, and it's not just you but everyone of us." you like haerin, maybe just a friend, or maybe more but really, how are you supposed to know?

your relationship went on like that for almost a few more months, and as time passes by, you start to get fond of these feelings for her and haerin starts to realize that she might love you a little too much.

it's the way she's always so giddy, skittish, shy, attentive and conscious about her surroundings when she's with you. she's so aware of every detail about you, those little things and she notes them inside her brain. she's starting to really enjoy staring at your face when you're doing something, even from afar, she takes a short glimpse of your face when you least expect it.

every word you say makes her happy, you're so wise and so good when it comes to choosing the right words to say.

that also what she fears the most, it's not really easy dealing with feelings like these. the thoughts of you keep her wide awake every night, she daydreams of you and sometimes she can't get you out of her mouth.

she likes your perfume, the way you dress, your hair, your eyes, your lips, your cheeks and the way your irises are weak at the sight of haerin.

so many fascinating things about you.

you're really a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

because it's true that haerin loves you, but behind these feelings are the fears of what lies behind the consequences of her actions.

how long does she have to keep this a secret? haerin might get in trouble.

sometimes her heart beats a little too hard for her to calm it down, like it's threatening to rip her chest apart.

"is there something wrong?" you ask haerin, she's been staring at the television for too long, it's already late at night and the television is going static already. you come down from upstairs to find haerin standing in the living room alone, the lights are off and the television is still on but is showing nothing but the colorful display of emptiness.

haerin only moves when you place a hand on her cheek, she looks at you and blinks her eyes.

"don't stare at the tv like that, you're going to get a migraine." haerin rubs her eyes and sighs. you press your hand on her cheeks to feel how warm the skin under your palm is. "are you really okay?" you really can't see her face in the dark, it makes you wonder if she's sick or not but her face is really warm.

haerin shakes her head. "yeah, i'm alright. i just spaced out." the light from the television illuminates both of you, you can only see her eyes and the details of her face.

haerin feels your palm rub her cheek, it makes her feel nervous and putty, like a melted marshmallow.

"how long have you been standing here?" you ask her, pulling your hand off of her face. she feels dread swallowing her when she loses contact with you.

"i don't know, i'm tired and picked up a glass of water but found myself here." you laugh at what she said, your expression made haerin feel dizzy, what makes it worse is that you even thought of placing a hand on her shoulder.

you're so close to her, she can practically feel your warmth embracing her.

"haerin, you're so random. you're tired, right? let's just sleep. come on." you rub your hand on her shoulder and as you're planning to pull your hand away again, she holds it with her hand. "y/n. have i told you something?" haerin asks, her voice sounds serious, but not intimidating.

you raise your brow at her and shake your head. "no, what do you want to say?"

haerin looks down and bites her bottom lip. "uhm, you see. i've been losing sleep a couple of times — since, i don't when but it's been on and off for me. it's just that i can't really find myself, over the past few months, my mind kept on shuffling. you know, i'm so out of it."

you nod, you feel her hand caress your hand, you smile. "nightmares?" if truth be told, the thought of you could be a dream but the circumstances are nothing but a nightmare.

"no. it's because —" pause. haerin takes a deep breath.

"i really, no — i have these thoughts that have been bugging me. y/n, i don't know how things will end after this." she continues, you listen very well, watching the way her eyes move, looking at you then everywhere.

"things will go well after, haerin." you answer her.

haerin nods. "oh, but it's about you. y/n, it's because i like you a lot…" there's nothing but silence, you can tell she wants to say something again but she's hesitating.

"what else?"

haerin locks her eyes with yours, she gulps down the courage.

"i really love you more than just a friend, you know i love everything about you and it's bothering me how if i let these feelings pass me by it's going to bite me back again. i can't just be your friend, that's the thought that i hate. i really hate it." haerin sighs, the hand on her shoulder — she pulls it away and holds it with her two hands.

haerin finds comfort in your presence, you only look at her and smile yet even without any response, haerin still feels comforted by your warmth.

you were always warm, there was never a day where you were cold.

"really? how come i never realized?" you giggle, looking at your hand in hers.

"we were too caught up. i guess?"

the thought that you love her too makes haerin weak, she remembers how nervous she was before because you might dislike her. she's still the same awkward and shy girl, but now she's sure you're her friend.

the only thing left for her to fear is the thought you might not love her the way she loves you.

you shrug. "i guess i was, but either way — i'm sorry for your sleepless nights." haerin looks at you and smiles. you lean close to her and gave her a kiss on her cheek, the sensation made haerin's knees weak.

as surprised haerin was, she can't help but smile.

you stay close to her, your hand and her hands between you and haerin's chests.

"i love you too haerin." you whisper.

haerin laughs, her grin is wide and bright.

you love her.

not just as a friend.

how is she supposed to sleep knowing that you don't just like her, but you also love her? how is she supposed to just stay still?

"don't you want to sleep already? we can leave all the worries for the other day." you mutter, eyes fix on hers.

haerin nods and leans in, forehead touching yours, she whispers back. "where? your room?"

you scrunch your nose. "how about yours?"

haerin shakes her head. "no,"

"why not?"

haerin shifts her eyes away. "because minji said so."

"because it's not cleaned yet? i know you haerin." you tease her, chasing her gaze.

you continue. "let's go. my room. we can cuddle until we fall asleep."

you both make your way upstairs, every step is light, attentive, trying not to catch any attention or make any noise. you let her lead you to your room, opening the door for you.

laughter spills out of your lips as you lay down the bed with her, tucking your bodies under the weighted blanket. you wrap your hand around her torso, burying your head on her neck.

"good night haerin, stay here okay?" you give her another kiss on her cheek, this one isn't a quick peck.

haerin nods, blushing.

"right, good night."

you close your eyes.

"i love you."

haerin hums, closing her eyes too.

"i love you too."

that night you realized how lucky you might have been, that the whole incident might have been a blessing in disguise — how the harsh winds have brought you to meet haerin and newjeans.

you dread it before, but now you can't help but be thankful. you found yourself in another family, finally realizing you aren't alone and you have someone to lean on.

that you have not just haerin but the whole group to share sentiments with.

[kimbappykidding]

Other Parts: Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.

You'd started dating V 2 years after he debuted. Your company Cube were not thrilled about it. They knew they couldn't stop you or any of your G(I)-dle members from dating but they hoped you'd atleast date someone from the big 3 so if it got leaked you'd get a ton of publicity (you'd also get a ton of hate but they didn't care about that). BTS hadn't blown up yet so they saw you dating V as pointless, but you didn't.

V first caught your eye because of how good-looking he was. Then you also saw how sweet and kind he was and you knew you had a thing for him. You admired him for a while before you started trying to express your interest in him. You started bowing more to him, smiling, saying small things like "good luck" before BTS went on stage. It worked and you became friendlier and friendlier until one night V came over to you at a party and asked you out. You of course said yes and got on instantly. You really weren't slumming it by dating someone like V and it was your company's fault if they couldn't see that.

The two of you were really happy for a while. You had 3 years of bliss but that all started to change when BTS' fame skyrocketed. At first, you were thrilled for V! You knew how hard he and the guys worked and how they'd been overlooked for 5 years but fame is weird and we all crave attention and praise so you didn't fully blame V for what happened.

Suddenly everyone wanted to know him. Guys who couldn't be bothered to respond to him when he bowed to them were inviting him to A-list parties. Girls who'd never even spoken to him were acting like they were best friends with him. Particularly the ones from big companies. You decided to let V do what he wanted with it and let him enjoy parties and events on his own. He deserved the praise, not you and you didn't want to be accused of riding his coattails. Plus you never liked all that party stuff so you just waited home for V but slowly things started to change.

You saw V less for one thing and when you did see him, things were different. His team were styling him weirdly and trying to change things about him to make him appeal to an even wider audience. They toyed with his appearance like he was doll and started changing more personal aspects of him. His interests began to change and even the way he spoke altered. It would take him a few minutes each time you were together for V to shed the idol V and just go back to normal V. You loved when your V was back but it took longer and longer reach time. Not to mention when you did see V on the idol circuit you didn't like what you saw. You hardly recognised the man and didn't like how flirty he was. Sure there were girls throwing themselves at him all over the place but that didn't mean he had to reciprocate. Didn't he care about how you felt watching it?

Apparently not because when you brought it up in the car on the way home V was not happy. He didn't get it and saw your reaction as a lack of trust, completely misreading everything. You argued the whole way home and opening the door to your apartment, V still could understand what was wrong with his behaviour. "V you were flirting with her don't even try and pretend you weren't!". "Okay sure but what's wrong with that? It wasn't really me flirting with her just my character". You blinked "V that makes no sense! We're not actresses and even if you chose to flirt with her because your company asked you to I'm not okay with that". "Why?" V asked "you know none of that is true". "It doesn't matter though the girls you flirt with don't know that and neither do the others watching. Plus why would you even do that? There are some lines you don't cross V and when does flirting turning into more?". "More like what?" V asked and you shrugged "I don't know? A sexy dance together, lingering hands, a kiss...It will only keep getting worse and the lines will keep thinning and people will think that you're up for it" you argued but V was just getting more frustrated.

"I don't get why you're so worried about what other people think. Who cares if they think I'm fucking everyone in the industry, it's not like I'm actually sleeping with these girls and you know that!" V said and you laughed "wow thank you so much for doing that major favour for me!" you said and V rolled his eyes "why are you being so difficult?". "Can you really not see why I'm upset?" You asked and V shook his head "it's not like I'd ever actually cheat on you, I wouldn't go that far" and your jaw actually dropped. "V I don't want you to go anywhere near! It's not good enough that you didn't go too far! I got at first it was exciting having pretty girls from big companies talking to you but how can you not see through it? It's been a year now and none of these people wanted you before you were big!". "But you did so I should be grateful to you?" V asked. "That's not what I'm saying I just...I can feel you pulling away V and if you want out just say so" you said.

That stuck with V and he immediately switched to comforting you, telling you there was no way he'd want that and he'd make you see that. You wanted to believe him but a few months later it started happening again. This time you didn't fight it. You let V break away from you and do his own thing and you ended it 3 months later. You think there was relief from both sides when you did.

It didn't take long for V to start using his newfound freedom and you mainly just tried not to watch but it was hard because now everyone was watching him and news travels fast. You heard how he was seeing a model and then an idol and then an actress and then two models at the same time and it continued. At the few after-parties you went to, V could usually be seen making out with some girl and then another one later in the night. You'd heard he'd jumped into booze, girls and drugs head first and honestly didn't know how much Big Hit was paying the newspapers to keep it quiet but it must be a lot.

Fast forward to 2 years later, BTS were the biggest band in the world and you were happy for V but didn't really think about him much. The V today was a different person from the one you knew who didn't exist anymore. So you didn't even think of them as the same person. It was almost as if V had retired or moved away and there was just this guy who looked and sounded like him but you knew it wasn't him. However there was one person in the world who was sure if anyone could get the old V back, it was you.

You woke up to hear your phone ringing at 4 am. You glared and then gasped as you saw who was ringing, it was V's mum. You'd always been close to V's family when you were dating, especially his mum and towards the end you talked to her more than V. When you told her you'd ended it she understood and said she knew he'd lose you if he wasn't careful. You hadn't spoken to her since apart from Christmas cards so immediately shot up worried this had to be some emergency.

"Y/n it's V! He's not answering his phone and he needs to be at the airport in 2 hours! The boys can't get through to him and they won't let them leave the airport. Y/n he's missed so much if he misses this trip he'll be disciplined or worse" she said near tears and you nodded letting her words sink into your sleepy brain. "Okay so V is late for a flight?" you asked "what time does he need to be there". You confirmed all the details with his mother and then nodded "okay Mrs Kim don't worry I'll go get to him" you said without really thinking. You quickly pulled some clothes on as his mum sang your praises and thanked you a million times. You couldn't believe how quickly you'd offered yourself but for V's distressed mum you'd do anything you could. You promised to text her with updates and then closed your car door. You hadn't been to V's place in years and you hadn't ever planned on going back but here you were

You weren't even sure why V still lived here. Sure it was convenient but he could afford somewhere 5 times the price of this with all the fancy amenities but he'd stayed here for some reason. Maybe he was never here long enough to care about moving.

You walked up the stairs to his place and wondered if he still kept the spare key in the same place. You were kind of counting on it. You searched in his flower pot (which now had a fair few cigarette buds in which was a lovely touch) for the fake rock he'd bought. You found it and pulled it apart to reveal the key. Well some things hadn't changed. You took small comfort in that and opened the door.

The first thing that hit you was the smell of alcohol. It stank and was stale, as if the smell had been there a while. The apartment had changed a lot since you'd been here. Pretty much all the furniture was different and you could see the jump in V's fortune. You didn't like it though. It looked like someone else had decorated as none of this was V's style and it was all too tacky and showy. Then you reminded yourself that the V you knew was gone and this was probably the new V's taste which made you scrunch your nose in distaste.

You made your way further into the living and saw the coffee table was covered in a mix of alcohol bottles and some substances. You tried not to look too closely at everything and hurried through the living room trying to get past the smell and called out for V. You still remembered where the bedroom was and knocked but got no response. So you threw open the door.

V was in bed but you couldn't see him clearly because of the other girls in his bed. Two, one on either side. They were all naked and you assumed V was the lump in the middle. "V get up!" you yelled and knocked loudly on the door. The people in the bed jumped and began to stir. They all made a noise as you yanked the blinds up. V sat up and you realised you'd missed another girl who had been entwined with him. 3 girls and counting you thought, expecting another one to pop out from under the bed.

"Y/n?" V asked confused and you nodded "get up, you're late". "No I'm not I've got until...shit" he said seeing the clock. You nodded "yeah so get up!". "But why did they send you?" V asked and you shook your head "that's not important. What is, is that you've got a plane you can't miss so get up and get dressed. Ladies please gather your things and leave. I will order you a taxi to take you home". The girls did as you said, clearly thinking you worked for V or something and filed out. "You've got 10 minutes to get in the car or I'm leaving without you" you said and walked from the room. You made sure the girls got in their taxi and then went to grab V's suitcase, which was by the door, to find it empty.

You groaned, so annoyed he hadn't even packed and shoved open his bedroom door again to see V had left his bed but hadn't found his clothes. He wasn't shy and turned to face you, without a care in the world and actually smiled. He leaned on his wardrobe slightly "Y/n if you wanted a go all you had to do was ask" he said. You rolled your eyes "been there done that, I'm here because you haven't packed anything" and you walked past him and put the suitcase down on the bed. You turned around to see V standing right behind you, still naked and jumped. You hesitated for a second before your resolve came back. "Why don't you go clean up while I pack, you smell like a nightclub. Where's your passport?". "They have it" he said and you nodded "go wash up" and turned away. "Whatever you say Y/n" V said passing very close to you and he left the room. His words were incredibly sexually charged and you figured he must still be drunk. You could feel his eyes on you as he left the room but refused to turn and look at him.

You grabbed a bunch of clothes, shoes and underwear and shoved them in the suitcase. Then you grabbed his chargers and added them. You knew he'd need his skincare but he was in the bathroom with it and you didn't want to give him any more misguided ideas. You sealed the case and knocked on the bathroom door "5 minutes V, I'll be in the car" and waited.

4 minutes later V appeared, hair still dripping, looking like he'd been in a hurricane but dressed and ready. When he got in you told him to text RM you were on your way and ask where he should go. "Done, so now are you going to tell me why they sent you?" V asked "was it the boys' great idea or management?". "Neither, your mum called me in floods of tears because she thought you were going to be fired". "My mum?" he asked and you nodded "I never deleted her number and I guess she never deleted mine". "Did you delete my number?" V asked and you chose not to reply, putting the radio on instead and V let it drop.

You reached the airport 20 minutes later and V undid his seatbelt. "Thank you Y/n for doing this for me". "I didn't do this for you I did it for your mum" you said but you knew that was only half true. "Well thanks for caring for her, I would like to say I kept the same links with your family but that was never possible huh?". You couldn't believe he was bringing this up now and actually laughed "really? Still not over that?". "I don't think I'm unreasonable for still being upset your parents don't know who I am". "You want them to know who you are? Are you sure about that?" you asked "do you really think they'd be your biggest fan after everything that happened?". V looked down because you got him there and he sighed "sorry I'm still hungover, forget I said anything. Thanks for coming out of your way, I'll call my mum before we take off". You nodded and pressed the button to open the boot "I obviously can't come in with you" and V nodded "thanks again" and stepped out of the car. You didn't wave or anything but when you got far enough away that he couldn't see it...you looked back and saw V disappear inside.

You checked the headlines the next day to make sure V made the flight but other than that you went back to your life, V fading out of it. You didn't even tell your members where you'd been. You didn't know if they'd be upset at you for helping V or get hopeful this could mean something more. Yuqi was firmly of the opinion he didn't deserve anything from you but you knew Shuhua and Seoyeon still held out hope for you two despite everything. They thought V would give up his new lifestyle to be back with you but he couldn't give it up to keep you when he first got it so why would years later be any different?

Then a few weeks later you got some flowers delivered to your building. It was a huge extravagant bouquet that must've been really expensive. You guessed who sent it but sure enough, there was a card with one letter on it. "V". "Who sent them?" Minnie asked and you crumpled the card behind your back "oh just that brand I did that photoshoot with". "Awww that's so sweet!" Soojin said "mine never do that" and you just shrugged but one thing stood out to you. V still remembered what flowers you liked and had the bouquet made custom because they were all there. You remembered just how good a boyfriend V could be when he tried but that was the thing...it was all dependent on him giving a crap.

Some small part of you thought there might be more to this. That V might reach out to you again or this would be a wake-up call to him but no. The girls were always honest with you with any rumours and so a week later Miyeon admitted V had been kicked out of a club for having sex with a woman in the toilets. He'd apparently laughed it off, talked his way back inside and then left with a different girl. You scolded yourself for ever thinking he could change.

So when your friend Kai's birthday rolled around you were feeling a little restless. You wanted to banish any thoughts of V from your head and when you explained the whole thing to Kai he got an idea. He was friends with Jimin who had asked if he could bring Junkook and V with him. Kai checked you were okay with it and then told him yes...but that was months ago and now Kai had his own agenda because he'd heard V had been seen with his ex. "Now I know this is petty but what would you say if I suggested we do something to show V and my ex they're not the only hot idols living their best life?". You smiled "what do you have planned?".

Kai's party was huge because he was Exo's Kai and everyone loved him. So many idols showed up and he rented a mansion which only just fit them in. His party had everything from huge ice sculptures, to trapeze artists and fire breathers (not near one another of course) and the most amazing food in the world. But Kai had purposefully set up a stage overlooking the dance floor outside and about 2 hours in he made his entrance...with you by side.

Kai was the king of dance and so to kick off his birthday he did a dance with you but not any dance, it was sexy even for Kai's standards and you loved it! You adored the sexy concepts and Kai was the dream partner. Kai had choreographed this himself and you were so proud of your best friend so threw yourself into the moves...literally! Kai caught you in his arms and ran his hands down your body as you clung onto him with your legs tight around his waist. Then the next second he flipped you over and you sprang onto your feet beside him. You'd both practised very hard for this (more than you'd care to admit) but this was so much fun! Kai had been through a lot lately and wasn't sure if his ex-girlfriend had cheated on him with V so to see him so happy warmed your heart. You did everything you could to make Kai seem as sexy and amazing as possible and it wasn't hard.

You and Kai had warned your members that you'd be doing this dance but they still cheered and acted like it was the first hearing about it and to be fair their surprise was genuine. The girls hadn't seen you be this carefree and sexy since you broke up with V and they loved it. The Exo members saw Kai was in his element and screamed for him as loud as any EXO-L.

The dance finished with you and Kai pressed together, faces inches apart and the room erupted. You were pretty sure you could hear each of your members individually screaming in the roar and Kai recognised Suho's scream anywhere. Kai was so excited and had a beautiful smile on his face as he pulled you towards him and looked at the crowd. "Fuck him Y/n you're gorgeous" he said and your eyes found V in the audience. You moved them off him immediately and back to Kai "and so are you, she doesn't know what she's missing" and Kai smiled "and this is why you're my best friend, let's get down there!" and you agreed and took his hand descending down the staircase together for the night of your lives.

The party went on until the early hours of the morning and Kai only finally went to bed at 7 am. You set him up in one of the bedrooms upstairs and decided to do a sweep of the house before also going to sleep. You were in the garden wondering if to leave Sehun asleep in the bushes when you felt someone behind you.

You turned to see Jimin who smiled awkwardly. V had left ages ago, not long after your dance actually, but Jimin and Jungkook had stayed late. "Hey" Jimin said "I left my phone here accidentally and was naively thinking it might still be here. Have you seen one?". "Grey/black swirl phone case?" and Jimin's eyes lit up "you've seen it?". You smiled "I found it last night and put it somewhere safe" you said directing him to the kitchen. You opened the oven and saw Jimin's jaw drop. "Hey this is a fake house and nobody was going to start cooking so it was safe I promise". Jimin clutched his phone tightly but nodded" thanks Y/n" and you nodded to him "no problem".

An awkward silence settled and you had no idea what to say to him. The elephant in the room was V but how could either of you bring that up naturally? "Congratulations on the Grammys" you said and Jimin looked back up from the floor "thank you, it was surreal but so fun". You smiled "you deserve it, we were all cheering you on". "Thanks Y/n" Jimin said "I'm glad you're happy" he said when you frowned he gestured upstairs "with Kai?" he half asked. You didn't want to tell him it had all been a ploy to make his friend jealous but also didn't want to lie and say it was true so you just looked down nodding. "Thanks...I should probably actually go see if he needs any help with anything" you said and Jimin nodded "of course thanks Y/n and with a bow, he left.

One thing was for sure, the party and your plan was a raging success. You were sure you'd never hear from V again...but you did.

This will be a four-part series and I will post the new parts at the top of this page when they are up!

I hope this goes without saying but this is all fictional!!!! I am not saying V does any of these things and took creative liberty. This is all made up and I am not trying to imply anything. So...if you want a fun fake kpop story with the very hot Taehyung then stick around.

[buckys-dollface]

It's 3 am I must be lonely ☾ [B.B]

Pairing: Fuckboy!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Actress!Reader

Summary: Your roommate Bucky Barnes, has always been infatuated with you, much to your ignorance. You were his shining star. One drunk voicemail later and it's as if the stars aligned in Bucky's favor.

Warnings: 18+ MDI. Alcohol consumption, drunken confessions, jealous!Bucky, mutual pining, descriptions of sex, unconsental touching

A/N: For @starryevermore 's 3k writing challenge! I'm super proud of u!

Bucky always was a cynic when it came to love. He thought Valentine's Day was for chumps, which is spoken like a true fuckboy he was. He couldn't wrap his mind around a holiday idolizing romance especially when he couldn’t foresee anything beyond a one night stand. Until there was you, of course.

Yeah, yeah. Even Bucky realizes how clique it sounds, but you were the light gleaming in a foggy evening.

His shining star. You were there for him to follow and praise beyond remission. You were an upcoming actress trying to make it big on Broadway. On your way to your inevitable stardom tonight, you were at a cast party for an off off-broadway show you were the lead in over at the theatre on Main and 5th. You were so excited about this opportunity. You always said that every chance you took was one step closer to your dreams.

And Bucky couldn't be prouder of you. He remembered seeing you opening nIght.

What he didn't realize was how hot and heavy the love scene on stage you had was. The rushed movements, the fleeting kisses, oh and your moans? It made Bucky dizzy and his cock hard. Not to anyone else’s knowledge, but it wasn't the first time he had imagined you that way. You and Bucky had been roommates for three years, and throughout college, you had been each other's saving grace through bad breakups, risky hookups, and played each other wingmen from time to time.

So when Bucky realized he was in love with you, it didn't hit him immediately. He went through a long denial period and dwindled down the path of confusion. If you were just roommates why did his gaze linger on you? Why did he search you out in a crowd? Especially when Bucky knew everyone. Why did he find comfort in your laugh and sought out to make sure you were in high spirits?

We're just friends, roommates, that's it. Get together, for God's sake.

He was becoming desperate, and he couldn't continue to push down his emotions like he had done his entire life. When it came to his dad dying, to his sister’s drug addiction, and now inevitably you. He didn't know how to handle these thoughts, as they began to cloud his mind and become all-consuming. You started to dwell in Bucky’s thoughts during his waking hours and soon prevented him from a sound sleep.

You were the focus to all his dreams, especially there you were a leading starlet taking the main stage. It was tantalizing sweet, one moment you were his, whole-heartedly it seemed, the next you were gone without a trace. Bucky couldn’t go through with this much longer. Especially when you seemed none the wise and moved on with life seemingly as if things were normal.

Things were in fact not normal.

Bucky finally after months, decided to confied in his best friend, Steve. Someone needed to know and he sure as hell wasn’t coming to you with all these mixed up emotions.

“I think I love her, Stevie.” Bucky muttered, his gaze averted to the ground. Steve’s eyes widened, he couldn’t believe the words Bucky had uttered. Of course, Steve was beside himself. He never truly envisioned the day he would see his best friend find someone he was truly fond on, especially that person being you.

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“This has gotta be a prank,” Bucky’s eyes met Steve’s and it told him him everything he needed to know. It revealed every secret that Bucky was too scared to admit to Steve or even himself. All in one look for Steve to drink in.

“You really love Y/N, don’t you, punk?” A smirk spread across Steve’s as he began to chuckle. The realization settled admittedly in his bones as he took in a deep breath and released it. “Yeah, I guess I do.”

And there was no taking it back.

That’s what landed him here. You were gone to your cast party, with your buff costar love interest and the more Bucky thought about it, it made his blood boil. He wanted you to be with him. It was Friday night, and usually Fridays were movie night for the both of you. Instead, you were gone and it just brewed the jealousy inside on his soul. He yearned for your presence, for your laugh, for you commentary during the stupid rom-come you’d watch with him. After a fifth of whiskey, Bucky almost felt invincible.

"Uh, hey."

A beat passes, one longer than it should have lingered, the tense air on Bucky's end swells and threatens to swallow him whole.

"I know you're busy. I know you're at your cast party and I know I shouldn't be bothering you-" He can feel his mind race and he paced back forth in his living room. It was as if he was chasing his tail.

"It seems like we haven't seen each other much lately. I just wanted to let you know how special you are to me and how special our time together is."

Bucky could feel himself waning. His palms and hands were becoming sweaty from the anxiety as he was trying to get his words through the other end.

"Let me just cut to the chase." Bucky plopped down on the couch, his hair running through his long locks making them mangled. Then, he noticed a framed photo. He had plenty of them that decorated the apartment featuring Steve, Sam, Nat but more specifically you. This photo was from Bucky's last birthday. You both looked so happy. Like nothing could touch either of you.

"I need you." His tone shifted, became more weak and wilting away his strength.

"I miss your warm smile, your laugh, the way you say my name. You make me want to be a better man even when I don't understand it all. I think I love you, starlight"

Even when he heard the words out loud, as scary as it seemed, it felt right. This was the first time in a long time, he was being vulnerable and real with another human being and he yearned for it to be you as frightening as that was. Even if you rejected him outright, he needed you to know how much he cared for you and much room you filled inside his brain.

"Please call me back. We need to talk."

After that, he hung up the phone without another word. It almost was a little haunting. Was he going to regret this in the morning? Without a doubt. You're Bucky's roommate and with a long-winded voicemail, he just ruined any normal tendencies between the both of them.

*

It had been a little after one when your phone buzzed. You were slightly tipsy and frustrated. You were finally finished with your last show for your debut Broadway show. Well off off Broadway show. You had hopes that maybe, just maybe, this show would be a proper jump off point to your actual big break.

You should be happy, but something felt off.

You went along with the rest of the cast to get drinks after the last round of applause rang out. It should be a celebration but something was missing.

Bucky.

Along with the fact that your sleazy lead co-star couldn't keep his hands off of you. You huffed as you shuffled to grab you phone from your pocket in your seat.

"Sweetheart, we aren't on stage anymore. You can stop." You informed him as his hands slid down your shoulders towards your waist. You could feel them going further and further down as you stood behind you at the bar. You could feel his body heat against you which made you cringe.

"Y/N, what if I can't? What if this show was meant to bring us together?" He whispered in your ear. You could smell the whiskey laced on his breath.

"Let me make myself clear. I'm not interested. I'm an actor. I was playing a part and if you can't distinguish the two, then it ain't it, baby." You announced to him, practically loud enough for your corner of the bar to hear. Snickers reverbrated in response to your outburst, making Chad's mouth go agape. It took no time at all to shove his limp, noodle body out of the way.

"Oh and Chad?" His eyes gleamed up to yours, almost dumbfounded.

"Go fuck yourself."

*

You felt like you played Bucky's voicemail a million times before you got back to your shared apartment. The words Bucky uttered echoed in your mind and almost gave solace as you drove your typical route. You took a deep breath as you grabbed your things and walked up the steps.

Looking back, you think unlocking your door was the hardest part. You weren't sure about what was to come next. You carefully turned your key and opened your door hopefully you wouldn't wake Bucky. He was known to be a light sleeper and would typically sleep on the couch so he wouldn't disturb you while you slept.

"Hiya, starlight." He whispered, his voice sounded almost hoarse. He seemed dazed. You noticed a fifth of Jack Daniel's that was empty and slung on the living room floor and a liter of Jim Bean sitting up on the coffee table half empty.

"Hey Buck." Your eyes finally met his slate grey ones. It was like you were the tides and his eyes were the moon pulling you in. That was cheesy, wasn't it?

Fuck.

"I got your message."

Oh shit.

Bucky barely got any rest between the time he left you that voicemail and right now. He wanted to make sure he was awake when you came home. And if anything sobered him up quicker, it was that last sentence you said to him.

"Yeah?" His voice was so hopeful, if Bucky was more aware, he would realize how embarrassing he sounded.

You couldn't help it. With his lips slightly parted and his eyes mesmerized with your image, it was as if he was truly seeing stars.

He, Bucky Barnes, the once acclaimed fuckboy was lovesick and as much as you wanted to relish in this moment; in the before, you couldn't anymore. Not when you so craved the after.

If you'd blinked, you would have missed it. One moment it was just the tension, solely sulking in the air, then as if you and Bucky could read each other's mind, your lips met as one.

With you, oh you made it worth it.

The kiss was soft and sweet, just like Bucky always remarked about you. He wanted to take his time with you, which is something he never thought he would feel for another person especially in an intimate moment like this one.

You felt your lips moved in sync with his. It was so pure, almost how you imagined your first kiss to go when you were younger. It felt as time had stilled and in this one moment was specifically written for the both of you.

His lips were smooth like butter and the moment Bucky uttered the smallest whimper you were done for. Moments later you both separated from the kiss. You looked into Bucky's eyes and saw a changed man. No seriously. You've never seen him so content over another girl. Bucky loves girls but you always assumed it was more the idea of them. All the baggage that came with them really wasn't his style.

"Ya know after this they'll call me the fuckboy destroyer." You joked as your forehead rested upon each other. Bucky rolled his eyes at your teasing. You always seemed to do that way or another.

"Doll-" He whined.

"Aww c'mon." When your giggles subsided, Bucky took your hands in his.

"See, I never saw myself as the relationship type. Ya know, it seemed too messy, but with you? God, starlight. Everything I said in that voicemail was true. I love you and I might be a little possessive of you."

"Did Chad make you jealous?" You teased as he carded his long locks through his fingers and you began to caress his face. His vision became tunneled and he saw red when he thought of that fucker. Him touching you, caressing you, kissing you. It made him seeth with anger because frankly he was jealous. And even though he may be biased, he thought Chad was undeserving of what you had to offer.

"God, I hate that motherfucker."

"Don't worry about him. Buck. He doesn't compare to you." You offered, almost immediately.

"Oh really?"

"I told him to fuck off tonight, he obviously didn't realize I was in love with someone else."

"Is that so?"

Those words hung in the air as all sound went quiet. Bucky couldn't believe the grin that spread across his face. He would understand if you weren't in love with him yet. He was still figuring all of his feelings out for you but everytime he uttered the words "I love you", it felt right, it felt safe.

"Yeah, also I think the blonde dye he uses has posioned Chad's brain and caused his stupidity." Bucky shook his head and began to laugh alongside you. You truly were a breath of fresh air. His breath of fresh of air.

"I love you, Starlight."

"I love you, Buck."

God, that was going to take some getting used to.

In the best way.

[melancholycatastrophe]

okay, hear me out hear me out-

kimchay x love stage!! au

(based off the manga but apparently there's a Thai drama too?)

The Kittisawat parents are alive and well; Nampheung is a model-turned-actress, Pat is a fashion designer, they met at a red carpet event, fell in love, and have two kids: Porsche and Porchay. Porsche is an actor who mostly does action movies but wants to branch out into other genres to gain more exposure and versatility. Chay isn't part of the industry, he's a 1st year college student studying culinary arts. Can he cook? God, no. But no one has the balls to say it to his face (Porsche loves his nong so much he gaslit himself into liking his cooking, even when he gets nauseous after)

The Theerapanyakuls are a famous entertainment family, basically a more talented Thai version of the Kardashians: Korn owns the Theerapanyakul Entertainment Company (TEC) which has the most popular Thai actors and idols signed; Tankhun was a runway model but after a really nasty stalker situation, he retired from modeling and is now an agoraphobic fashion designer; Kinn is President of TEC but mostly runs the acting division, he knows he's going to take over as CEO once Korn steps down; Kim was a child actor and currenly a faceless, independent artist called WIK, who refuses to be signed under TEC but helps run the idol division as a project manager for various artists

(Vegas is the finance executive for TEC, Macau is an actor who keeps getting into scandals, Pete is Kinn's assistant and acts as liason to the actors, Arm is the IT director, Pol is the overworked assistant to Tankhun, Big was Kinn's old assistant but got transferred to Kim's department, Ken is head of training for the idols, Chan runs security, and the other bodyguards have miscellaneous jobs in the company. Gun is the chief financial officer but wants to be CEO)

Basically, 10 yrs ago Nampheung and Pat did a commercial for a wedding planning company and the child actress that was supposed to catch the bouquet at the end had to cancel last minute, and 8 yr old Chay (who was on set to support his parents) was the same height and weight as the actress so he acted in her place

Child actor Kim starred alongside child Chay, and he noticed that Chay was really nervous about being in front of the cameras so Kim gave him a good luck charm to help his nerves, and then developed the cutest crush on him after seeing Chay smile (thinking that Chay was a girl)

Even tho he hated acting, Kim continued being a child actor in hopes of meeting Chay again but gave up when he was 16, so he quit acting and becameWIK (and if a lot of his songs were about a childhood love and the one that got away, then he'll say its just a coincidence)

Fast forward, like, 10 years and the same wedding company wants to do a sequel to the first commercial to celebrate their 10 yr anniversary with the original actors, and they want Kim and Chay to reprise their roles except this time they're the ones getting married; the problem is that no one knows who the mysterious "girl" that caught the bouquet is (except the Kittisawats, of course, but they haven't told anyone the truth because it never came up)

uhhhh Korn wants Kim to do the commercial to try and get him to act again since Kim doesn't want WIK to face reveal and have ppl link his newfound fame to the Theerapanyakul name, Kim will only agree to do the commercial if the same cast is there (meaning: Chay) because he doesn't think it'll happen. Nampheung and Pat are excited to reshoot the commercial, but Chay doesn't want to act, thinking he'll be horrible, and initially refuses. He ends up agreeing when Porsche promises to get him tickets to his favorite artist, WIK's, next concert. you know where I'm going with this-

okay so we're following the love stage plot briefly: Chay agrees, he wears a wig and a wedding dress and Kim, who sees him for the first time in 10 years, falls in love all over again, Chay is nervous about acting again (and acting as a girl, since he's no longer a little kid so its weirder now) but he still has Kim's lucky charm from 10 years ago and Kim thinks its cute how Chay hasn't changed much from back then, and then he's blown away by Chay's acting skills (the commercial has, like, a little skit where Chay cries because he's nervous about the wedding and his mom, Nampheung, comforts him and then later cries because he's so happy when he sees the groom's (Kim) face)

Porsche is on set to support his precious little brother (and if he happens to meet Kinn, the President of TEC, who also happens to be on set to support his little brother, well...) and after the shooting finishes and the brothers are in the dressing room, he accidentally exposes that Chay is a boy in front of Kim (somehow? idk maybe he barges into the dressing room or something?)

ummmm stuff happens I haven't thought it through but Kim thinks that since Chay is a boy he'll lose interest in his 10 yr long crush but he ends up getting distracted at work thinking about Chay. He stealthily uses his Theerapanyakul Connections to get information about Chay (is it really kimchay if there's no stalking involved?), finds out he's related to the Kittisawats but isn't in the industry, and is just a normal student. That only makes him even more intrigued because Chay showed such raw talent during the filming so he convinces Kinn to reach out to the Kittisawats and ask if Chay would be interested in some film roles, but Chay refuses to be part of the industry so his family declines.

Kimlock Holmes is activated so he heads to the Kittisawat home for a visit to spy on Chay meet the Kittisawats formally, but for plot reasons the parents have to go to some kind of event and invites Kim to stay and wait for Chay to come back home to entertain him; Kim immediately searches the house and breaks into Chay's room and finds a shrine of every single promotional picture and album cover relating to WIK and somehow his crush only grows bigger? knowing that Chay is a genuine fan of his music

Chay comes home from cooking club to Kim sitting in his living room, and Kim skips imtroductions and proposes a deal: Chay come work with Kim on another acting gig (thinking that acting with Chay again will scratch his itch and he'll get over his crush, and it'll be his last acting job ever) and Kim will introduce him to WIK; Chay agrees only because WIK is his idol, and he's confident that he'll do such a bad job that Kim will leave him alone for good

kinnporsche side plot: after meeting Porsche at the wedding commercial shoot, Kinn watches every single movie and show Porsche has ever been in and becomes his number one fan. After failing to get Chay to agree to another filming stunt, he reaches out to Porsche specifically to flirt talk about Chay's decision to not follow his family's footsteps, and it turns into Kinn asking Porsche about his career and what he wants to do for the rest of his life

Kinn essentially asks Porsche to act for him, meaning that he'll manage Porsche's career and get him more acting gigs in different genres to break him out of that "action actor" mold; Porsche is suspicious since he's getting more out of this agreement than Kinn is, but he finally does agree. Kinn gets Porsche more roles, Porsche lets Kinn manage almost every aspect of his career, and somewhere along the way they start sleeping together, and then fall in love

idk what vegaspete are doing but they're doing better than the other couples

i haven't figured out if kimchay's acting gig is a music video for an idol Kim manages or a bl short film with them as the leads or something else, but its something that causes them to be close in proximity, Chay gets to showcase impressive acting skills, and Kim becomes whipped for Chay's earnest personality. He realizes that he doesn't want Chay to leave the industry or him, so he keeps dangling the fact that he knows WIK and can get Chay a meet and greet while convincing Chay to do more and more acting stuff

Korn notices that both his two younger sons have a Kittisawat sibling as their current obsessions so, hoping to tie Kim permanently to TEC and have him act again and hoping to keep Kinn as his heir to then company, Korn proposes a contract to the Kittisawat parents without their kids knowing, giving them TEC shares if and only if their Porsche and Chay agree to sign under TEC officially

(to clarify, Kinn has been managing Porsche but doing it off table, using TEC resources without Porsche being signed under the company. So Porsche is still an independent actor. Same thing with Kim and Chay.)

idk if i'll write this as an actual fic or keep it as an idea, but if anyone wants to use any part of this idea (or every part) for themselves and write their own fic, go ahead

(also idk how this happens but Kim finds out about Chay’s secret passion for music and realizes that he's wasted as an actor and should be an idol instead. and after Chay finds out that Kim is WIK, somehow, after a brief period of being upset that Kim has been lying to him, he and WIK record a duet together and the song becomes a huge success)

Also Gun is still trying to usurp Korn's position in the company and trying to get Vegas to replace Kinn's role, so all that's happening at the same time

[nysocboy]

Glamorous: Be as femme as you wanna be, especially when you are surrounded by mega-hunks

Glamorous, on Netflix: Make-up obsessed Marco gets a dream job at a glamour firm, starts a journey of self-discovery, and falls in love with a man. The episode descriptions use "he/him" pronouns, but Marco is played by  -- and based on the experiences of -- trans actress Miss Benny.  So maybe he'll be coming out as trans at some point.

Scene 1: Marco awakens.  He's a boy with a femme girl hairstyle and a room decorated with pictures of high-heel shoes.  Asking himself if "the struggle to be a grown-up is realer than real," he puts on his frilly pink gown and heads for the makeup table -- well, more like a makeup warehouse, puts on his face, and starts talking to his internet followers: "I am a makeup artist and beauty industry professional who works with all the major brands, including Glamorous by Madolyn."  Looks like he's already pretty self-discovered.

But in real life, he has a part-time job behind the make-up counter at a department store, he has minimal followers, and his Mom, whom he claims "helps with my content," could not be less interested. But does that stop the dynamo make-up artist?  Nope. "We're going places!"

Scene 2: Mom has called in some favors and enrolled Marco in a paralegal training program.  Do you need to call in favors for that?  Can't anyone enroll? "But Mom, I already have a job!"  "It doesn't pay anything.  You're 22 years old: start taking your life seriously, and start paying me rent!"   Settle, dude.  You know how many famous make-up artists there are out there?  

Scene 3: At the mall, Marco sees his idol, Madolyn, looking at a display of her own products. She explains that she's doing important research in her customers' buying habits.  It's not just about the make-up, dude.  "I'm a customer!"  "Ok, let's see what you got.  Give me a makeover."  

Marco goes to work, while criticizing his idol's make-up! Smooth move, dude. It's not selling.  Customers consider it safe and banal.  They want fantasy.  "When I do my makeup in the morning, I want magic!  I want to feel like a star!"  

Madolyn is mesmerized.  No one has criticized her for 20 years. "You have some important things to say about makeup.  Want a job?" 

Scene 4:  Marco going to work in a glass-and-steel skyscraper.  At least he gets to wear his high heels and a totally femme hairstyle.  The first assistant, Venetia, introduces him to Madolyn's son Chad (Zayne Phillips, top photo), who is in a meeting while running on a treadmill....with his shirt off....um, his muscles gleaming....um...does he need a personal assistant?  

"Is this the superstar Mom hired from the mall?" Chad asks. Superstar?  I thought he was just opinionated.  Then he criticized Marco for wearing heels: "I'm gay, but I'm not...gay."  The word you're looking for is "femme," as in the Grindr ads: "No femmes, no fats."

Next on the tour: Product Design, and another gay guy, Ben (Michael Hsu Rosen, left), who trips all over his tongue while trying ineptly to flirt.  "He gets like this when he's excited," his coworker explains.  "I don't get like anything when I'm excited, which I'm not," he stammers.  "But I could be."  Dude, are you talking about your penis?

Next up: Social Media Influencer Alyssa, and her assistant Nowhere, a 1960s hippie.  "I'm an influencer, too!" Marco exclaims.  "Yes, but you just have 1,000 followers, and half of them are bots."

Finally Madolyn's office, with all of her awards, magazine covers, mirrors, and make-up.  I'm getting flashbacks to Wilhemina Slater on Ugly Betty. except Madolyn seems much nicer.  Marco the Dope criticizes her again: "You seem very...comfortable!"  "I beg your pardon?  I take chances!  I'm cutting-edge!"

Scene 5: Marco telling his followers about his first week, sugar-coating the slapstick mishaps that we see in a montage.  The First Assistant Venetia discusses with her friend: "He's flopping like a Katy Perry single."  "Good -- then our jobs are secure. If he were doing a good job, we'd have to sabotage him."

Left: Michael Rosen's rear

Scene 6:Madolyn criticizing Super Hunk Chad's ideas for the new line.  "This is exactly what we send to Sephora every year.  We need to be bold -- take chances." 

Chad: "Or we could just sell the company to World-Famous Make-Up Company and be rich(er).  You could even stay on as Creative Director, and I could do something besides sell...ugh...makeup."  Chad's going to be the Big Bad.

More mega-hunks after the break

Scene 7: Marco has the job of picking up the super-important product prototypes and bringing them to the office for the Big Presentation.  He gets into the wrong Uber, and complains to the real passenger, a very muscular Straight Guy (Graham Parkhurst), who takes an Uber to the gym every day, about his various job mishaps.  Straight Guy consoles him.  

Whoops, he left the very important prototypes in the Uber.  There's no way to track them down, since he got in the wrong Uber. Wait -- wouldn't the Uber driver have turned them in at the company office?   Madolyn wants to forgive him, but Super-muscular Chad insists on firing him. 

Scene 8:  Ben, the coworker with the huge crush on Marco, talks to his friend: "Now that he's fired, I could ask him out, but I won't because it would be weird and creepy.  But just in case, do you have his number?"  This is definitely like Ugly Betty, where every straight guy working in an office full of supermodels fell instantly in love with the "ugly" girl.  Well, not Daniel, but they had a "will they or won't they" thing going on for several years.

Meanwhile, Mom tells Marco to fight to get his job back.  The Straight Guy probably picked up the prototypes.  You know what gym he goes to, and the time of day: go find him!  

Left: Straight Guy butt

Scene 9:  Pretending to be a rich white guy, Marco buys a gym membership, with the proviso that he can back out if he's dissatisfied.   Girl, high heels to the gym?  He pretends to work out forever, but Straight Guy never shows up, so he hits the locker room (actually, a lot of semi-private dressing rooms).  And there he is, dawdling at the mirror, wearing only a towel! 

Straight Guy gazes at Marco like he's a pork chop.  "I...um...left something in the Uber yesterday." "I've got something for you right here."  He fumbles with his towel.  Psych!  He's actually heading to his locker to retrieve the prototypes.

"And, by the way, I'm not straight. And here's my number. Bye."  He takes off his towel, flashes his butt, and heads for the showers. 

Scene 9:  Everyone stares as super-fired Marco marches through the office and into Madolyn's meeting to present the prototypes.  Chad scoffs, but Madolyn wants to hear his speech: "I'm not perfect.  I'm bad at math, the oldest movie I've seen is Titanic, and I don't know who Cher is.  But I can learn.  I can grow.  The question is, can you?"  He then criticizes the prototypes as garbage.  Madolyn is impressed; he's re-hired If you want him to advise you on make-up, hire him as a consultant, not a gopher. 

Chad scoffs.  "Curses! Foiled again!" 

Left: Nick Fink, who appears in the cast list but is not in this episodeScene 10:  His first job: fetching coffee and a Vogue for Madolyn and First Assistant Venetia.  Uh-oh, he's sharing an elevator with Ben, the guy with the major crush on him!  He fumbles and stutters until Marco takes pity and asks him out.  Ben melts in ecstasy, then catches himself: "Um..yeah, I guess that'd be cool.  Hit me up." 

Cut to First Assistant Venetia running into Chad in the bathroom.  Venetia is worried that he'll take her job, and Chad, that he'll tank the company with his newfangled ideas. They come up with a plan to "ruin that twink." The end.

Beefcake:  Chad and Parker (Straight Guy), plus a few gym hunks.

LGBTQ Characters: Marco, Chad, Parker, Ben, and -- well, just about everyone.

Femme: No one is bothered in the least by Marco's femme gender presentation.  In fact, it appears to be something of a turn-on to the more masculine-presenting guys. 

Make-Up:  There are a lot of "make-up is the most important thing in the world" manifestos, but we don't actually learn much about make-up.  Why is Madolyn's brand outdated?  What the heck is a gondola?  At least in Ugly Betty, we were told the difference between bad and good fashion.

My Grade: It's rather fun watching a boy be as femme as he wants to be with no kickback, and the hunks competing for his attention are stunning.  I'm just worried that the office-politics plotlines will be a bit old-fashioned.  A-

[marciabrady]

Hey, I saw your response regarding Walt Disney. I recently read how he dropped Bobby Driscoll a few months after Peter Pan came out. His contract was far from expiring. It didn’t make sense to me and I felt so bad about Bobby’s early death. I was just wondering if you’ve read about this and if so, how does it make you feel about Walt?

Hi there! This is an interesting question and I'm glad you learning about Bobby- his life is definitely a fascinating one. I've known about Bobby for some time and I've heard people speak about it who knew him, Walt, and his family. Ultimately, what Bobby went through wasn't okay and should never be treated as anything other than the atrocity it was. When it comes to child stars though, it's difficult to just blame one person- for instance, those who have endeared themselves to Judy Garland or Elizabeth Taylor tend to pit all of their problems on the back of Louis B. Mayer, and while Mayer was indeed controversial, there were also people like Katharine Hepburn who said that he was a very fine man that was extremely fair and, in the case of Judy specifically, most of her problems seemed to boil down to her mother.

Ultimately, there are too many moving parts to try to pin down one cause as-to what happened so I'm not entirely comfortable with scapegoating Walt. From what I understand, Bobby was developing acne and was growing out of the little boy parts that made him famous so he wasn't marketable anymore to continue playing the types of roles that he did and that was what lead to them terminating his contract. The film industry is a business, so as harsh as that is, it happens to a lot of child stars unfortunately and it's close to impossible to say whether that was Walt's actual decision, or he was just the one that had to deliver the news to Bobby, or if a creative team behind Walt made the decision and he's getting pinned with it because he was the face of Disney. Like I said, all of these things are really difficult to say because...for instance, with Adriana Caselotti- even though we'd heard Walt blacklisted her, she also brought him up favorably, calling upon his spirit when she needed help, guidance, or to perfect a recording when she continued to voice Snow White. When they backdoored her by bringing Snow White on the Oscars with another voice actress, when they brought her in to voice a deleted scene and then used that for reference for her replacement without telling her and edited her out, and even when she sued Disney for not giving her a proceed of the VHS sales, she almost always said: "Walt wouldn't have permitted this." Even Ilene Woods pretty much ghosted the company after the way that they mistreated her and there was a lot of shady business from other executives that Walt took the fall for at the time, when he never perpetuated it in the first place and she continued to speak about him extremely favorably for the rest of her life. So, like I said, it's really hard to retroactively pin the tragedy of someone's life on one person. If Walt was complicit, that wasn't okay and there was a lot of inappropriate things that happened in the film industry in general at that time period, and even now, that we're still trying to correct. That's also why no one should ever blindly idolize a human, as we're all capable of fault. Ultimately, like I said, I don't view Walt's entire life on the spectrum of one decision he did or didn't make and I think the contributions he gave to the world and the joy and imagination he filled it with in other aspects of his life are the things I'm grateful for.

[skania]

I just binged the whole manga and the anime of onk after I saw a clip of Akane. She is my fav character and I love reading your takes. Like this manga is so nuaced like it's tiny small details you need to look at. Did aqua like Kana? It isn't clear non of his feelings are clear for anbody. It is clear he cares for them, he cares for a lot of people but when it comes to who he loves romantically nothing is clear because most of his actions steem from guilt. At first not letting Ruby be an idol was so he could protect her because he felt guilty about Ai, distancing himself from Kana also steemed from his guilt of not protecting Ai. Because he made Kana an idol and if he got closer to her the same thing could happend to her as it happened to Ai. It's his guilt of not protecting Ai that made him not want to repeat the situation again. This is harder to apply to Akane because while she is in the entertainment industry she doesn't share the traits of the idol life and she is ultimatley the only one tigwther with the director that sees how guilty he feels which adds layers to their relationship. I kinda feel robbed we actually didn't get to see much of them together, they were together for almost a year after all. But back on track it's clear he cares a lit about Akane by breaking up with her to protect her which parallels how he didn't want to hurt Kana either. But spoilers for the latest manga chapters, Akane has declared she is going to stop him and it seems like the feeling he had for Kana really became more platonic or even less. Because while he always was about protecting her he now ropes her in and puts her in center of the danger while trying to push Akane out. It's so hard to figure put what he is thinking but it used to be clear he cared a lit about both of them and now he's gone of the rails and it will be interesting to see if anyone can bring him back. I am worried about Akane as she had been given the white flowers and, I do think ruby will get the role as Ai, if by chance Akane actually gets it would be terryfying to see aqua and akane mirror the love between ai and Hikaru. Even if we don't know much about ai and hikarus love story I feel like it parallels Aqua and Akane in many ways minus the urge to kill part. Sorry this got long but I just really love your takes about Aqua and Akane and needed someone to talk to about the show and quite frankly I just need more Akane and hopefully I'll get that in the upcoming arc as she declared war but also I'm terrified of her actually getting hurt now that the other actress got killed.

I just binged the whole manga and the anime of onk after I saw a clip of Akane.

I love how we're all in the same boat! Akane is just too powerful 😂

because most of his actions steem from guilt.

Aqua's guilt and how it feeds his self-destructive behavior is something I've been meaning to talk about in the context of his relationship with Akane, because there are so many moments when Aqua completely overplays the ways in which he has "used" Akane, and it's all because guilt is such a big part of him that I'm not even sure if he's capable of having a single thought that doesn't end up relating to it lol

I kinda feel robbed we actually didn't get to see much of them together, they were together for almost a year after all.

Me too. Honestly, that sucked, specially because the two or three times we got to see them were fantastic. The way he off-screened their time together actually made me think of his previous manga and how he handled the dates between Tsubame and Ishigami, which doesn't help matters any 😩

Because while he always was about protecting her he now ropes her in and puts her in center of the danger

Honestly, Aqua is such a liar that I wouldn't be surprised if he's just gaslighting himself into thinking that he's okay with using her. I'll believe it when we actually see him have an use for her lol

while trying to push Akane out.

This though is fantastic development and the biggest testament as to how much Aqua has grown to care for Akane. It's so funny how he couldn't help himself so he ended up going to see her anyway 😭 he's such a clown.

I am worried about Akane as she had been given the white flowers

I don't know why, but I'm confident Akane is safe. I feel that if Aka were intending to kill her or put her out of commission, the chapter were she got pushed down those stairs was the perfect time to do so. It had Aqua having a monologue about how much he wants to be with Akane, Akane having a heroic moment, etc. It would have been the perfect lead-in to Aqua losing himself in his revenge too, in fact it would've been better than what we got.

But instead of that, Aka just had Aqua break up with Akane to achieve the same result. So I'm not really worried about her for now. Even less so because it'd be very anti climatic for Akane to be set-up as the L to Aqua's Light only to die right after.

Sorry this got long but I just really love your takes about Aqua and Akane and needed someone to talk to about the show

Nothing to apologize for anon, I really enjoyed reading your thoughts and I get you completely! I'm having tons of fun talking about the show with fellow Akane fans like you.

and quite frankly I just need more Akane

Truer words have never been spoken. GIVE US AN AKANE CHAPTER AKA 😭

[hyoisms]

HYOJUNG: "I think people believe that once you're ten years into your career, you've got everything figured out. I believed that as well, but now that I got here, I realized I'm still on a journey to find myself."

Hyojung's ten-year anniversary interview with WEVERSE MAGAZINE.

I still remember seeing you in a frilly shirt and white skinny jeans, singing and dancing to Tell Me Tell Me that even I can't believe it's been ten years since your debut. How does it feel knowing that you've been in this industry for a decade?

HYOJUNG: Personally, it doesn't feel like it's been ten years. A lot of years sort of blur past in my memories, but I'm thankful that I'm still able to promote to this day. It means a lot.

In past interviews, you've spoken about missing out on regular activities that young adults your age would experience, but not wanting to trade your current life for it. Does that still hold true?

HYOJUNG: It does. While I realize that there are activities and years that I can't get back because I was promoting, I also know that I've lived a pretty unique life that people my age couldn't imagine. I believe we're all on our paths for a reason, so there's no need to be envious or jealous.

They say mountains change in the span of a decade. What's changed about Jung Hyojung in the last ten years?

HYOJUNG: A lot and too little at the same time. I've definitely matured (laughs), but that's a natural phenomenon, isn't it? But I'm still trying to figure out who I am. I think people believe that once you're ten years into your career, you've got everything figured out. I believed that as well, but now that I got here, I realized I'm still on a journey to find myself. I'm not sure when that journey will end, but I hope it comes down to a happy ending.

The past few years have been very crucial in your career as you transition from an idol to an actress. What's been the most difficult part in making that change?

HYOJUNG: The eyes of everybody watching me. I try to tell myself that it doesn't matter, and that I'm like a turtle in which I move at my own speed, but I couldn't help myself from feeling like I was failing in solidifying my spot as an actress. However, I think I've partially made it. There is still so much I want to do, though, so I don't want to speak too quickly.

I know many people were shocked to see your acting in The Red Sleeve. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that's probably your representative work. How did you end up on the project?

HYOJUNG: I had to audition. The director had told me they saw me on Our Beloved Summer and felt that my emotional acting would be a fit for Deokim, but they still wanted to see an official audition. It makes sense, of course, and I was honored that they even considered me. I think I went through about five rounds of auditions before getting that role.

Filming it was probably difficult as well, as it is with most historical dramas.

HYOJUNG: It really was. We started filming around the beginning of summer, and then it lasted through winter so everybody on the production team and cast had to deal with drastic weather changes. The outfits are also very heavy, so it was difficult to film in any kind of weather, really. However, it's taught me some know-hows I can take onto my next roles, so I'm thankful.

Angelic hasn't released any new music since 2020, and everybody was so certain you would never stand on stage again. But then you released Drive earlier this year. What was the decision process behind that?

HYOJUNG: It's not that my members and I don't want to release music, but we've moved to different companies so coordinating things have been more difficult than it used to be when we were all under Everlast Entertainment. Of course, we'd love to meet our fans, but it just isn't easy. That doesn't mean I don't want to stand on stage, however, and I wanted to show my fans that. I haven't lost my passion for singing and when I was offered Drive, I thought it was the perfect song.

Does that mean we might get more Soloist Hyojung in the future?

HYOJUNG: I can't make any promises, but it'd be nice if I could, yes.

You've had some back-to-back well-received dramas. What's next? What do you want to explore?

HYOJUNG: I've received a few scripts but haven't decided on anything yet. I'm still searching for the right one that kind of comes to me immediately. I love all the roles I've played so far and wouldn't reject similar ones, but I know that my fans want to see something new as well. Maybe something that leans more towards thriller? Action, even? I'm not sure (laughs).

Any words to Jung Hyojung ten years from now, who will be celebrating her twenty year anniversary?

HYOJUNG: You've worked hard. Continue to work hard.

[dearweirdme]

Hi. Now that this Jennie song situation with The Weeknd happened. I’m thinking Tae only agreed to do this media play with Jennie last year because her company probably convinced him and hybe that she was going to be super popular because of the show. They might have thought it was going to be another hit like Euphoria. Since BTS and Tae were trying to gain more attention from the west they probably saw some sort of positive impact to be associated with a “great actress” like her lol

But because that show ended up being a complete disaster, Jennie and her team are trying hard to cover it up with a fake relationship. That’s not working either because this time even her own fans were shaming her for media play

I can tell now that they have decided to go with the regular route where they use the shows negative attention to promote The Weeknd and Jennie. Sort of like the marketing strategy that the Kardashians use where they rage bait and use the negative publicity for promotion of another project. Or as they say “any publicity is good publicity” especially in Hollywood……

I’m seeing Tae not participating at all this time around. Last time you would see him wear similar items as the leaked pictures but this time he was completely out of it. I have a feeling this media play is done. I don’t think they can do anything anymore because the way The Weeknd spoke about Jennie in the song is so disrespectful and IF Tae was truly her boyfriend he would not let that happen and be quite. That’s so crazy.

Jennie seems like a complete airhead, she personally agreed to participate in a show that promotes r*pe and violent behavior against women. I get such a bad vibe from her now. I hope hybe stops this and Tae stays away as far as possible from Jennie and YG. I wish Tae the best in his future projects and hopefully stupid hybe understands that Tae doesn’t need that type of media play <33333 k thank you for reading all of that. Bye.

Hi anon!

Well, I do think Jennie did it because of The Idol series, but to Tae it would make little difference. Jennie was already super popular without The Idol. The spotlight has also mostly been on Jennie during all this. What I suspect (but ofcourse do not know for sure) is that YG saw the potential after the accidental TAe follow. Maybe the Gurumi thing had to do with them as well, maybe someone else also saw the potential... because that too had Jennie as main character. I think YG then contacted Hybe to ask for Tae's cooperation, Hybe saw the potential as well, and Tae also had his reasons for agreeing. What we've seen from Tae's part is way less than from Jennie's side though, so I suspect he agreed to only a few things.

With knowing Tae wouldn't participate for an extended time they came up with a new stunt (assuming Jennie is in on the Abel stuff, still not sure though). And that's what we're having now. But, it's slightly on the late side to work as promo for The Idol... unless they're trying for a season two.. but 🥴.

But it's also possible Tae pulled out because he/they didn't like the way things were going. And... it's even possible we haven't seen the last of Taennie yet (but at this point... not reeeallly expecting much.. maybe around Tae's album).

I don't think Jennie is an airhead. I think she has high ambitions and tries to do things that will make her accomplish those ambitions. It's ultimately her choices to make. I think her being Jennie gives her more hate because of The Idol than others. Does Lilly Rose Depp get the same amount of hate for instance (I honestly don't know)? I do absolutely hope we've seen the last of Taennie, but I cannot yet be sure.

[destinyc1020]

Wow after reading that article and all the articles about the actresses themselves talking about working on Euphoria, seeing people here trying to lessen Sam's weirdo behavior is 🙁🙁

It's not only about being "disorganized" anon...Have you not seen Euphoria? And how it treats his female character in that show ? If multiple sources came forward to say The Idol was worst in that sense, and that they were supposed to film a scene where Lily had to TW: put an egg into her vagina..?? It's just weird that he would think a scene like would be useful for the plot. I don't care the context of the scene, I've seen enough of Euphoria and its several scenes where something extremely graphic is shown just for shock factor and not for the plot, to know that The Idol is most likely gonna be the same. I'll also never forget how Chloe Cherry felt uncomfortable doing a fully nude scene the first hour she got on set, and had to confess to another cast member because she was to afraid to speak up. And other actresses talked about scenes that they had to ask to be scrapped out. It's a whole package, it's not just working hours we're talking about here.

I assume some Z stans are way too involved and can't be critical when it comes to projects she's in or people she's close to, but I swear this isn't the way to do it. Calling out Sam Levinson for his creep tendencies (and yes, I stand by that) is not gonna affect Z. We need to be objective and not turn a blind eye whenever our fav is involved.

Yea, that article was something else Anon. It was VERY eye-opening. I always had my reservations about what goes on sometimes with Sam and his projects, but this just solidified it that my gut feeling was correct all along.

[cherrycheridarling]

dap me up | t.h.

tom holland x actress!reader

warnings: somewhat smut? swearing and fluff

summary: during an interview for your new film, tom exposes your odd routine during intimate scenes and your favourite flower.

a/n: i got carried away. there's a lot going on in here. enjoy?

wc: 2.6k

"Hello! I'm Adrien Fox with Pop Sugar and we are here with stars of the new film 'Week Off', Tom Holland and Y/N Y/L/N!" Adrien introduced you and Tom to the cameras.

You and Tom gave little waves, "Hello!"

"Now, let's get right into it."

Adrien began asking generic questions while you tried your best to prevent any spoilers from leaving Tom's lips.

"Can you explain the movie a bit to anyone who is unfamiliar with the book or hasn't watched the trailer?"

Tom opened his mouth to speak before closing it, "I think I'll let Y/N do that."

Adrien laughed before you spoke, "Yeah, um. It's basically a comedy with a little rated R content. Some romance, but mostly raunchy and hilarious stuff. It follows the employees in this law firm and their vacation away from work. Lots ensues during said trip including relationships, arguments and too much drinking."

"And you guys worked with many famous actors and actresses in this film. Like, Jennifer Lawrence, Emma Stone, Anne Hathaway, Zendaya, Chris Hemsworth, Kevin Hart, Jonah Hill, Channing Tatum and The Rock. How was working with that many iconic people in the industry? You guys are obviously incredibly well known as well, but I imagine some of these people were your idols growing up." Adrien asked and you and Tom nodded.

"Yeah, uh, yeah. It was an honour. Absolutely amazing. Like, I never imagined I'd be making films, let alone films with stars like Kevin Hart and Emma Stone, you know? I'm just really proud of this one and I love everyone who we worked on it with." Tom gave his answer making you nod.

You cleared your throat, "Yeah, Zendaya is my best friend and she has been for years, long before this movie came along, but I still got so excited about working with her. Jennifer Lawrence is amazing, so hilarious. You put her and Chris into a room together and it's just comedy central." you laughed with Tom at the memory.

"We've seen in the trailer that you two share many intimate and – may I say – risqué scenes in this film. Was it hard to keep that level of professionalism and friendship while shooting those scenes?"

You let out a little chuckle at the question before Tom rubbed his chin and spoke, "Since Y/N and I are already good friends off screen, I thought it would be awkward filming those scenes, but Y/N does this weird handshake after every take and it wasn't awkward 'cause it just made me laugh."

Adrien laughed a little before speaking, "What handshake?"

You shook your head with a smile as you recalled the first time you ever did the handshake with Tom.

"Ready, Holland?" you had your pyjamas on and were making your way to your mark in the set of your character's hotel room.

Tom nodded before following you in, cameras and crew hot on his heels, "Ready as I'll ever be."

He was shirtless. A pair of loose fitting grey shorts hung low on his waist. His costume for this scene as Niko Sai.

A black silk slip hung carelessly off of your frame. Ending at the middle of your thighs, v-neck dipping low on your chest. Your costume for Kora Patel.

"We're going to take it from Tom's line; 'You want me just as much as I want you'. Okay?" you and Tom gave a thumbs up, "Action!"

"You want me just as much as I want you. Everytime you sneak a glance at me and you think I don't see, but I do because I'm already looking at you, Patel." Tom walked behind you, looking at you through the mirror in front of you. "I don't blame you, I am incredibly good looking." he smirked to himself.

"I'm guessing you couldn't fit your shirt over your ginormous head?" you rolled your eyes.

Tom's smirk only grew, "Is that a little bit of drool on your mouth, Patel? Who knew the Kora Patel had a thing for Niko Sai? Oh, the Lord is good."

You rested your hands on the sink and leaned forward, "This is a useless conversation, Sai." you turned to face him, "I feel nothing for you. Don't you get that?"

He stepped closer to you and cupped your face in his palm, "Yes you do, you just don't want to." his face showed pain, all humour drained from his character.

You shook your head with a dry laugh, "You're only trying with me because it's convenient. The company's quiet little Kora Patel, right?"

He took another step towards you, holding your hip in a tight grip, "That's a lie. Nothing about us is convenient."

You chuckled before your hand flew to grasp his hair, tangling your fingers in his curls. Your other hand pressed against his pec. Nails tracing patterns on his skin. Tom's breath hitched along with yours as his body automatically drew closer to you.

You tightened your grip on his hair, "It is convenient because you know I keep to myself. You know that I won't go running my mouth about how long you last or if size really does matter. You know that I'm an easy one to fuck," you pulled him closer, "And toss aside, right, Sai?"

"No." Tom swallowed, "You're wrong, Patel."

You shrugged, "I can give you what you want," you ran your thumb across his bottom lip, "Physically." your eyes met his with heavy lids, "Not emotionally. That's why you need Remedy. Not me." your lips brushed his as you spoke, your voice just loud enough for the mics to pick up.

He leaned in and nearly kissed you before you pushed him away slightly by his chest, foreheads still touching, "Let me kiss you." he whispered, sounding so desperate that you nearly abandoned the script and pulled him into you.

You rolled your lips between your teeth, "And if I don't?" you raised an eyebrow, challenging him.

"I'll leave you alone. If that's what you want, I'll go and have a useless one night stand with a girl who could never measure up to you." he pulled your hips flesh against his, "But if you let me kiss you. I promise to show you how much I mean it when I say that I'll spend all night showering every inch of your body with the love it deserves." he brushed his lips against yours again before bringing his mouth to your ear, "Just say the word, darling, and I'm yours."

Your heavy breaths were the only things that could be heard besides the small sound of shuffling behind the cameras. Your eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips before you closed the distance and pushed your lips to his.

Fighting for dominancy, teeth clashing, hands roaming. Unscripted groans falling from Tom's lips as you tugged on his hair, running your fingers along his scalp. His hands gripped the bottom of your thighs before you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist.

"I still hate you." you breathed against his lips as he kissed the corner of your mouth.

You felt him smirk, "You sure have a funny way of showing it."

He carried you to the bedroom, gently laying you down and climbing on top of you, never breaking the kiss. His hands running down your sides, squeezing and rubbing. Your lips moving in sync until he pulled away only to attach his lips to your jawline, leaving slow but hard kisses down your neck, leading to your collarbone.

"Still hate me?" Tom mumbled against your skin.

You let out a breathy moan, "More than ever."

"What do you hate about me, Patel?" he lifted up the bottom of your black slip.

"E-everything." you fake gasped as he rolled his hips into yours.

He laughed dryly, "Everything, huh? The noises you're making say otherwise."

"You're such a dick." you moaned.

He smirked against your breast, "You're about to take my—"

"—Don't finish that fucking sentence, Sai."

Soft moans fell from your lips as you wrapped your legs around his waist again and pulled him closer to you. He groaned against your skin as the cameras picked up every noise, every movement, every kiss. You ran your nails down his back, surely leaving marks in its wake. His grip on your hips was almost punishing, as if he wanted there to be bruises the next day.

"And cut! Great work, guys. Ten minute break and we'll shoot it again."

Tom immediately got off of you and sat to the side of the bed before looking at you with concern, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

You let out a laugh before shaking your head, "No, you didn't hurt me. Dap me up." you held out your hand and he stared confused.

"What you up?" he chuckled.

You smiled before lifting his hand and doing the movements for him, "Just like that." he finally got it down and smiled.

"You Americans are definitely odd." he teased.

You tossed him a wink as an assistant handed you a robe, "See you in ten, Holland."

"And that's the handshake. It's not really a handshake, more of a greeting. I just did it after our first intimate scene because Tom was acting weird and I didn't want things to be awkward." you explained with a shrug as Adrien and Tom laughed.

Tom nodded, "I thought I hurt her! So I asked if I did and all she said was 'dap me up', like, what?" he laughed with you.

"You guys have really great chemistry on and off screen." Adrien complimented making your cheeks heat up.

You nodded, "Thank you. It took a lot of work to break through his industrial ego." you joked with an exhausted sigh as Adrien laughed.

Tom gasped beside you, "I do not have an industrial ego!"

"Mhm, sure." you joked before reaching over and giving Tom's thigh a gentle squeeze, "I meant indestructible."

Tom huffed and crossed his arms, "This is bullying."

Adrien laughed again, "We have to talk about something," he started and you already knew what was coming, "Lots of fans have speculated that the romance on screen carries on off screen." he smirked.

You and Tom laughed nervously. Almost awkwardly.

The situations that you went through with Tom while filming definitely built your relationship with him and strengthened it. In all honesty, you didn't know if the feelings you had for him were reciprocated.

In Tom's head, he was adamant that you had no feelings for him beyond the big screen. Both of you were too timid to confess first. His feelings for you developed a few weeks into filming and since then have only gotten stronger as your friendship grew and you spent more time together.

The amount of times that this topic had been brought up today was tiring. Every answer was the same: "No, no. We're just really good friends."

You decided to joke around, "Honestly, I've asked Tom out at least twenty times and he keeps rejecting me." you pouted and sniffled.

Adrien let out a joyous laugh as Tom gasped and choked on air at your words.

"That is not true! She has never asked me out!" he defended himself.

You shook your head with a deep frown, "He's broken my heart too many times. This is probably my last time acting with him." you continued on with the joke.

Tom shook his head furiously, "That is one hundred percent false. If she had asked me out, we would already be dating." he let the words fall from his lips without a second thought.

You fought the instinct to snap your head towards him. His confession catching you off guard. You played it off with another pout and shrug. Unsure if he was joining in on the prank or not.

Adrien raised a suggestive eyebrow, "What I'm hearing is that Y/N just needs to ask you out and we have our new couple."

You fake gasped, "Why do I have to ask him out? He should be asking me out with a million roses and a horse drawn carriage." you flipped your hair over your shoulder.

"You don't even like roses." Tom laughed, "You like dandelions because they turn into those fluffy things that you can make a wish with." he remembered the information off of the top of his head, "And because it sounds like you're saying 'dandy lions' when you say their name."

You nodded with a smile, "A million dandelions then. And maybe I'll think about it." you joked with a yawn making the two men laugh.

"You heard it here first. We have a new couple on the rise. Tom just needs to find a million dandelions and a horse drawn carriage." Adrien laughed again.

Tom scoffed dramatically, "Find? I already have them in my garage, ready to go."

Adrien cheered as you felt a heat creep up your neck, "Did I say dandelions? I meant daisies."

"Got those, too." Tom smirked making you roll your eyes.

"Okay, we need to end this interview before Tom buys all the flowers in Berlin." you joked.

After the interview ended, you said your goodbyes to Adrien and the crew before you and Tom made your way back to your temporary hotel suite for the week of press junkets.

Tom walked you to your room, stopping at the door, "That was an odd interview." he chuckled.

You nodded, "Indeed. It was fun, though." you smiled and he returned the expression.

There was an awkward beat of silence before he spoke again, "T-that whole asking me out thing. You were kidding, right? Like, just a show for the cameras?" he laughed nervously.

You swallowed air before replying with a timid smile, "Y-yeah. Totally. Just for the fans." you nodded again, "Um, I should head to bed. More interviews tomorrow. See you in the morning." you gave him a little wave before turning to your door and pulling out your key.

He nodded with the smallest of pouts before turning on his heel and starting the walk back to his suite.

Just as your hand was turning the knob, Tom's voice called out to you again.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" he spoke in one breath.

You bit your lip to conceal your smile, but it was no use. His question sparked a flame in your stomach that wasn't dying out anytime soon.

You turned with a bright grin, "I'd love to."

His features went from pure fright to relief in a matter of seconds, "G-great. I'll- uh, I'll text you the details. Goodnight." he gave you a little salute making you laugh.

"Sounds good. Night, Holland." you nodded your head before entering your hotel room.

You leaned against the door as soon as it shut. A euphoric glow radiating off of you. You were going on a date with Tom Holland.

Tom happily punched the air. Skipping down the hallway, a new found joy in his step. Chris Hemsworth walked out of his room and examined the gleeful boy.

"What's got you all smiley?" he chuckled.

Tom stopped and smiled, staring at the ceiling, "I just got myself a date."

Chris raised an impressed eyebrow before laughing, "You really are Peter Parker. Night, kid."

"Goodnight, Chris." Tom's smile never faded as he made his way back to his suite.

Not even ten minutes had gone by since he last spoke to you and he already missed you. He pulled out his phone and pressed on your contact.

Tom: sorry i didn't have any dandelions. hope you can make an exception x

Y/N: i suppose but the horse drawn carriage is a must x

[foxx-queen]

honestly I think the reason why corypheus was such a let down as a villain is that he could have been a really good one. like we're told through all three games that the blight was caused by the seven magisters that cracked the black city, which is in turn why mages are locked up in circles etc, which are the two main points of dao and da2. and then we get corypheus who is one of those magisters! like that's huge!! we're essentially given a villain who could tell us so much about what happened! and yet all we're able to get are a few comments that hint at what happened that we can never really talk about or investigate?

like corypheus says that the seat of the maker was empty. he says that the black city was already corrupted. that should be a massive revelation! it means that the blight / taint that corrupted the world came from in the fade! if the golden city / black city was empty and corrupted, were the magisters actually 'thrown out' as the chantry says? if they were, and it wasn't by the maker, who did? was it the forgotten ones? was it something else? if they weren't thrown out, did they explore the black city? what did they find? did they leave because it was black and empty?? like yeah I get that corypheus is insane and wants to install himself as a god because he's discovered there are no gods, but that doesn't mean I don't want to hear what he knows / what he remembers about the black city!

corypheus appearing really should've had a bigger impact on the chantry. like the inquisition, whether or not the inquisitor believes in the maker or is andrastian, is put forward as an army of the faithful led by andraste's chosen. corypheus should've really shaken those beliefs. he has such scorn for the maker and the chantry, and I think it would've been really interesting if he'd started trying to destroy what the chantry teaches. maybe people wouldn't have believed him, but that kind of thing still would've caused chaos. and if he was actively working to break down the chantry, that would've given us more chances to either interact with him, or learn more about what happened.

and because we have such little interaction with him directly, beating him isn't at all satisfying? like he crushes us in haven, but from that point we never directly interact with him until the final fight. and because we succeed in every other main quest without directly seeing him, he starts feeling easy to beat. there needed to be more instances where he beats you. hes a powerful tevinter magister with power over red lyrium and the blight, and yet that's never really directly thrown at us. by the time we fight him in the temple of sacred ashes again, he doesn't feel like much of a threat? even his death scene, which was meant to seem cool and like a triumph, feels lack luster, because of how little we've interacted with him and how easy it feels by that point.

like compare it to meredith stannards boss fight / death. to me that was just? so much better? because a. as the fight begins and the whole red lyrium idol corruption becomes clear, we have that 'oh shit' moment, b. meredith was a constant presence throughout the game, and c. her end was really well done. like the way the red lyrium brings the statues to life, overtakes her body, and shows us how horrifying it is is so well done. I personally feel like the voice actress did a great job here because even though she's a villain and has done horrendous things, I couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her when she's talking throughout the fight and wondering if she's wrong. and then her death scene is so brutal? again it's partly the voice actress, but the way she screams as she solidifies to red lyrium is a really well done moment that for me had some body horror vibes / kind of calls back to the darker vibe of dao. it feels like it has an impact on the characters and the story and was to me such a good end for da2. in comparison corypheus' death just... didn't hit the same way, and I think that's partly to do with there being no body afterwards. like if the final fight had been harder / had had a bigger build up / he'd been a more present villain, I would've been fine with him turning into another idol. like the guy is encrusted with red lyrium, and it might've been a way to link to da2, and also potentially tell us more about the inevitable consequences of red lyrium, which might come up in da4.

idk just. he could've been really interesting as a catalyst to permanently damaging the chantry, or even just a genuinely challenging villain, but in the end he's just. almost comical and its a shame

[abbatoirablaze]

Kiss Me Again

Word count:  1.4k

Warnings:  implied smut down the road, sexual tension, friends to lovers.

"This girl is fucking killing us," JD laughed, making sure to say it under his breath.  I laughed at how even though he was trying to keep the mood lighthearted his irritation was palpable, "eleven takes, and she can't get it right."

"It's not that hard," I laughed, shrugging my shoulders, "she looks like a girl who got on her knees to get the part anyway...how is it that she can't pretend to want a man?"

"Acting is really hard," the actress said, coming up to me.  I frowned, realizing that she'd heard me critiquing her performance, "You think you could do so much better? I'd like to see you try it."

"Try what?" I laughed, "acting?"

"Come on," Clayton laughed, adding into the drama of the actress was adding.  I playfully glared at him, knowing he was trying to fuck around, "show her how it's done."

"I'm a writer, not an actress."

"Then maybe you should keep your comments to yourself," the girl said in a smug tone, "writing and acting are a lot different, you know.  One actually takes talent."

I bit my lip and started nodding my head.  Richard smirked, seeing the gears grinding in my mind.

"Oh shit, she's gonna give it to ya now," Richard laughed, sensing that the actress had pushed my buttons, "ey yo, MIKEY! DINNER! Come ere."

"What's going on guys?" Mike, our executive producer and director said, trying to keep his composure in front of the girl that was quickly putting us behind schedule.

"Ey, ET over here is calling RiRi out on her shit," he chuckled, "let's do a take with her."

"I'm not an actress, Richie," I said, shaking my head, trying to definitely get out of the situation the men had built up, but also trying to keep a straight face over the fact that he called the girl ET, or extra talent, to her face rather than her name, "lets just-I'm not going to-"

"Guys, let's just take a break," Michael said, trying to calm everyone down.  He gave me a pointed look and then turned towards the actress, "we'll come back to the scene in 10. Amanda, let's get your makeup touched up."

"That's what I thought!" the girl said, smugly walking off towards one of the makeup people.

"Rian, come on," he smirked, putting an arm around me, and leading me over to Irby, Frankie, and Emilio, "you practically wrote this scene by yourself. Ey yo, Irby, run the scene with RiRi so you stay fresh."

"It's not me that needs to stay fresh, Richie," he sighed. I gave him a sympathetic look. I could see the frustration written across his face, "Hey Rian."

I gave him a sympathetic look and he chuckled.

"Come on, we'll all do it," Richie encouraged, "you know while we're waiting on the ET to get touched up."

"Richie I'm not an-"

"I know you're not an actress," he shrugged, rolling his eyes, "apparently neither is the girl that got cast. Just help us out, please?"

"Might as well," Irby sighed, "but hey, let's improve it. Maybe if she fucks up again I can try to throw us back on track."

"Okay, I can improvise" I nodded, heading over to the marker at the bar. I turned to the guy behind me, "changing it up for a take, pretend to be with me and put your hand on my lower back."

"Okay," he smiled, eager for the opportunity, "anything else?"

I shook my head, "just go with it."

"And go," Richie smirked, "action."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I heard Irby utter in his gruff voice, quickly falling back into his Bishop character. The music was low enough so that the dialogue could be heard, "what the hell is she doing here?"

"Who's that, pres?"

"It's his ex," Frankie sighed. I made idol conversation with the guy, giggling over what he said, until I felt his presence behind me, "yeah...that's her."

"What are you doing here?" he growled.

I felt myself shiver at the contact of his breath on my neck. I turned slowly, letting my expression go from surprised to angry, "you following me now, Bishop?"

He scoffed, "you wish. Now answer the question, querida!  What are you doing here?"

"None of your damn business."

We were toe to toe, and I could feel the tension in the air. Even if it was just a scene, it felt too real. He got a small smile on his face, "Maybe you were following me then, princess..."

"You wish," I said, mocking his earlier response.  He cocked a brow, and I leaned in, "I wouldn't waste my time on you."

"I don't know," he laughed spitefully, "I was the one to break up with you."

I let a pained look cross my features, before hiding it. This is where the extra jumped in, "everything okay bab-"

"Don't baby me, Andy," I replied, not bothering to turn my attention away from Irby.  He smirked again, "you know, Obispo, you have a lot of nerve coming up to me like this, and in front of my date..."

"There is only one person that gets to call her baby," he smirked, looking to my 'date.'  The man took a step back as Bishop continued, "you should probably leave the lady alone now, pal."

Damn that devious smirk.  Even knowing we were in a scene I couldn't help but get turned on.  I felt his hands trail down to my waist, and I'm sure in a second my lust was given away. I didn't speak, and we just stared at one another.

This is nowhere near the script.

We were way off base from what I'd originally written.

"Baby," I said, remembering my line, as if I was lost in a memory. I removed his hand from my waist and put my own hand up on his chest, as if to separate us, "speaking of which, didn't you break up with me because I was too young for you?"

He looked down at my hand then moved it over to his heart, "we both know where this always ends up, querida. Let's stop with the games."

"Why?" I asked in a sultry tone, letting my hand slip a little low, "If I remember correctly, the games, the chase...that was always your favorite part."

He took a sharp intake of breath as I stopped at his belt. His eyes flickered up to me and I could see the lust. Hell, I could feel the lust, it was palpable.

"You're playing a dangerous one, amor."

"You're right," I replied, dropping my hand, "I'm tired of games. Dance with me...that is if you still remember how to dance...old man..."

He chuckled, as I continued to try to throw us back at the script. His eyes held a glint of curiosity as he cornered me against the bar, "we know where dancing always leads us...the same place as the games do."

"Don't worry, Obispo," I purred, leaning in so I was whispering against the shell of his ear. He shivered as I put my hand between us again, balancing it on his belt buckle, "I'm not interested in that."

"Then what are you interested in?" I looked down at his lips, and then back to his eyes. He chuckled, "you're a damn liar...and you never change."

I felt my hand gliding up his chest and to his face as I pulled him in. He caved into the kiss and pushed me up against the bar. Breathlessly we pulled away a second later.

This was supposed to be where the MC made comments and I told them to back off. I looked over to the guys and they were standing there with smiles on their faces.

"Holy shit," Richie grinned, breaking character, "that was fire, right there."

"MIKEY, DID YOU CATCH THAT?" Emilio yelled to our executive producer.

I looked back to Irby. He was nodding his head as he backed up, "not an actress, huh?"

"I'm not," I laughed, "that's just where the moment took us."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you wanted to kiss me," he whispered as we started towards the edge of the set where the rest of the guys were going over the footage the camera had caught, "felt like you did, anyways...the chemistry felt amazing."

"I could say the same for you...you're the one that kept leading the scene into that," I laughed, playing into it. I felt his hand loop around to my waist as he pulled me closer to him. I gasped as I felt his hardened length against the back of my thigh and poking my ass, "Michael!"

"Who says I didn't?" he purred against my ear.

[fallinfl0wers]

May request prompt

"Even if we're far apart, I'll keep singing for you with all my love." Unbalance Shadow - ZOOL

For Haruka from i7 please?

7. “Even if we’re far apart, I’ll keep singing for you with all my love.” Unbalance Shadow - ZOOL from the lyric prompt list! thank you for your request!! i love haruka so so so much, he's my favorite character in i7! >< also! i'm trying a slightly new format that i'll be aplying to my future posts! i'll also start editing the old ones just beause,, yeah i think it looks cute. the colored letters aren't part of the format, but i felt like they fit here so lol on a slightly sadder note, the first draft of this got deleted on accident and i had been sulking about it for a while but lol here we are warnings: gn reader, light hurt/comfort, fluff, long-distance relationships, set sometime in the future of i7's story, though this is pretty much fluff without plot,,, word count: 1623 words

"Up next are Natsume-san and Isumi-san, three minutes!" the voice of a staff member makes him look up from the screen of his phone, where he had been aimlessly scrolling down on his SNS while the hairstylists did his hair.

"Yeah, understood." He answers, putting his phone down on the table as a makeup artist retouches his makeup.

The young idol then walked alongside his unitmate to enter the dark stage, adjusting his in-ear monitor as he sat down on the chair preppared for him beforehand, surrounded by the expectant, excited whispers of the audience who waved their lightsticks in support for their favorite idols. Scanning the audience with his eyes, he clutched his microphone.

The spotlights landed on the two idols as the music started to play and they could hear the cheering of their fans before they quieted down, in order to hear their singing.

"I wandered, lost in my loneliness like a desert without roads."

Haruka Isumi didn't need anyone at his side to be the best, everyone will just drop him the moment the next shiny, newest toy appears in front of them. At least, that's what his experience had taught him.

"There, a single, tiny flower became the melody of love."

Then everything happened. ZOOL happened. But more importantly, you happened.

He, who didn't care for almost anything anymore, became infatuated with you. He fell in love with you, who always looked at him and appreciated him, you, who always supported him and never laughed at him.

"My tears suddenly fell, shaking the green leaves."

You, who helped him through each and every one of his worst moments and were there to laugh with him during his best moments, you, who were both his best friend and his dear, dear lover.

"Wow, 'the weaker you become...'"

You, who always supported him on his dreams and were the first one to congratulate him on everything he achieved.

You, who he was now supporting as you walked to your own dreams.

You, who were walking towards your dreams, far, far away from him.

"(So, don't look back)."

"'...the kinder...'"

You, who he hoped woke up earlier than usual today just to see him singing live even if it was through a computer.

"(Sharing, big love)."

"'...you'll become.' Your gentle warmth taught me that."

You, who taught him everything he knew about romantic love, who showed him that there was more to people than hatred and betrayal. So warm and gentle, you always made him feel like he belonged somewhere.

But you're not next to him, not anymore. Not physically, at least.

But, that's alright. It hurts, it hurts so much and it makes him anxious constantly even if he'd never admit it out loud. But that's alright.

"Like the falling rain, we are not alone."

That's alright, even if it hurts and it brings scary, unwanted thoughts into his mind, it's alright. It's alright, because he knows you're doing what you love just like he is.

And it's alright, because he's not the weak, arrogant crybaby he was when you met. He's stronger now, he has grown up, he's mature. He can handle this. He can keep this going. He can support you without crying every night for your absence.

"Beneath this wide sky, even if you're on the other side of the world, I'm thinking--"

"--of you again today."

It's alright, because he knows you've grown up as well, he knows neither of you is a stupid, oh so stupid and inexperienced highschooler like when you first met. He knows, you both can be stronger than this distance.

"(Unbalance, Unbalance)."

"Look, the crescent moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

He knows this, and still...

He can't help but get worried, sometimes.

"(Unbalance, Unbalance)."

"I want to envelop everything..."

He can't help but worry that you'll get tired of this. Tired of him always being busy, of your schedules never matching, of how he still has to keep you as a secret to protect you from the tabloids and his crazed fans. Worry that you might find someone who has less trouble giving affection, someone who can love you better than him.

Though all his worries wash away, everytime you send him a picture of his newest merchandise that just arrived to your apartment and a cute stamp through RabbitChat at ungodly hours for him, followed by the usual voice note saying 'i love you'.

He knows you have your own fears about it all, as well. But he's told you, over and over again, without ever feeling annoyed, that he only has eyes for you, no matter how many pretty actresses and idols try to snatch him away, the only person he loves in that way is you and only you.

There has never been anyone else but you inside his heart.

You're the only one Haruka wants to spend his whole life with, the only one who can fully understand him and love him.

"...Just as the gentle wind loves the sea..."

And no matter how longer you may have to be apart, how many people you both will meet and how many worries there will be in between before you can next meet again, he wants to and will make sure to remind you daily that he loves you and will love you until he takes his last breath.

"Even if we're far apart, I'll keep singing for you with all my love."

He lifts his gaze to look at the camera with a content sparkle hidden in his eyes, once his next line comes around.

"I wish you--"

("I got a scholarship to finish my college studies overseas, Haruka!" You told him a couple years ago.)

"--happiness."

("I'll be here waiting for you to comeback when you're ready." He called your name that night at the airport, hugging you close before you took off.)

"This seed of happiness that I touched exists to protect the person I love."

("It must be hard for you, isn't it? You don't need to call me every day if you're too tired to do it. I can wait for as long as you need.")

"Our words dissolve in the twilight."

("Nonsense! I... am, tired, but! You must be tired too, right? Get some rest, I'll hang up if you promise you're going to rest too!")

"That seed of happiness that you touched reaches out to someone I don't know."

("I saw that selfie you posted with those two from ainana, I'm so happy to see you really have friends!" "Why did you even doubt that?!" "I worry about you, since I can't see you everyday and all that...")

"Because the circle of love that connects us lights up tomorrow."

("I miss you." "I know, I miss you too." "Let's try to meet during my summer break?" "I already told you, didn't I? I can wait for as long as you need, dummy.")

"Look, it has started to rain."

("Isn't it almost midnight there? Go to sleep." "But I wanna talk more with you..." "You're so hopeless... Go on, sleep, I'm not going anywhere until you sleep." "Hehehe, can I get a lullaby from you before I sleep?" "There's no helping it, right? You really get needy when it's late at night." "But you love anyway, so it works out...~")

"I want to envelop everything, Shadow."

("...Yeah, I love you.")

"Today's live was amazing, Haruka!" Your voice tells him through the phone while he layed down on his bed, late at night in his timezone. "Everyone was so cool, but you were the coolest! The whole time you were on screen I was all like 'Yes this is my boyfriend just look at him go he's so amazing!!!'"

He chuckled at your words, a loving gaze softening his gaze while he listened to your voice.

"I know, right? Praise me more, praise me more~ But only after you tell me, did you sleep early yesterday to wake up early today?"

"I totally did! I wouldn't miss one of your shows if I can help it!"

Though most of the times you couldn't.

He still felt his heartbeat race up at your support.

"You're so cute, did you know that?"

"Eh-? Why tell me that all of a sudden?!"

"Because..." He yawned. "I want to." You went silent for a second, before speaking again.

"You're tired, aren't you? You should go to sleep..."

"No... wanna talk to you more..."

He can already hear your tender smile just from your words alone.

"Go ahead, Haruka. You did well today, you deserve some rest."

"Do I get a lullaby from you to sleep?"

You chuckled.

"Yeah, of course. You are so needy when it's late at night..."

"Like you're one to talk."

"I know, I know."

He smiles, hearing you giggle through the phone.

"I wish I could hold you until you fell asleep right now... But since I can, you'll have to do with me singing my new favorite song for you~"

"'s okay, I like your voice. I'd listen to your voice the whole day if you wanted me to."

"Then... I'll start..." You cleared your throat, and he couldn't help but smile to himself again when he heard the lyrics of his duet song with Minami.

You're not a singer like he is, and you of course haven't trained your voice for as long as he has, he knows that and he still loves the sound of your singing voice.

He drifts off to sleep with your voice as his lullaby, and he knows you both hold true to the lyrics for as long as you need to.

"Even if we're far apart, I'll keep singing for you with all my love...~"

[trashlie]

My brain won't shut up about this week's 2521 episodes. I am prone to waffling when I'm not fully parked in one camp, so I go back and forth on whether or not I think I will like the ending of this series. Reading this post this morning helped me a lot in trying to deal with a lot of my critique and feelings, so I suggest reading it if you also need a bit of hope for a happier ending than we're expecting.

I was also talking to a friend this morning and we both agree that this beach trip seems too significant for Heedo to simply forget; her first and only "school trip", a trip to the beach with her first friends, a trip specifically BECAUSE she and Yurim never had that experience. That's special. Yeah we forget a lot of things but big moments stay. We were talking about how maybe Heedo goes through some kind of traumatic experience (I'd originally contemplated a head injury but also something else traumatic; they'd possibly have different outcomes) that made her forget those memories - or repress them.

It could be that Heedo was just pretending not to remember because she didn't want to deal with/face them. In the past, Heedo was so forthright and honest, so the thought of her lying about that seems strange, but if it's to prevent the memory of something that hurt/traumatized her, I could see why she might. (If it were a brain injury it could make sense why she still has some memories, like of her father and fencing, but I'm not sold on this.)

Maybe whatever hurt she and Yijin go through coming up could make her shut down and ignore her memories, but the aforementioned post above makes me think (or at least HOPE) it won't be as insurmountable as we've been made to fear. I like to hope all the things that make me uneasy (adult Heedo's actress aside) are just red herrings set up to make me anticipate the worst so they can fake us out with something less awful. In which case, what could possibly make Heedo repress memories that seemed so special and important, the kind of thing she might remember fondly? She didn't even have a moment of "Oh RIGHT that beach trip how could I forget that" jogging her memory!

I've seen a theory that maybe Yurim dies - which honestly, let me preface with this is beyond awful and I absolutely hate it - but it DOES seem plausible, especially if it happens in the same time frame. Losing Yurim could be cause enough to not want to think of those days or remember pure happiness being her friend while she was around. Yurim is such an important person to Heedo both as her hero/idol and the online friend who comforted and supported her. From the way they resolved their misunderstandings and were able to step into the friendship they'd forged in the safety of their anonymity, it'd so clear that all the awful things Heedo said and did fell away. I think they found mutual understanding in each other. So for Heedo to possibly lose that important friend... it does seem like something dreadful enough to destroy the otherwise beautiful memories Heedo formed with her and their friends.

Of course, that theory hurts like HELL because Heedo aside, Yurim is the light of her parents life. They've sacrificed EVERYTHING for her happiness, so she could pursue her dream, and They've never held it against her. They work so hard and the thought of them enduring the loss of someone who made everything worthwhile.... honestly hurts way too much idk if I can bear it.

There could be other reasons Heedo seems to not remember that trip but I just hope it's not simply "as we grow we forget and things that once were important no longer are" because that doesn't seem like the message the story in the past is telling, right? It seems completely at odds with that, because that means we have to accept that it's possible for Heedo and Yijin to lose each other. And that REALLY doesn't seem to be the theme of their story, built upon mutual respect and support of each other. It would make it all feel for naught, in which case why bother putting all that energy and time into unfolding and weaving this beautiful story?

I have to believe there's something more, that Heedo and Yijin still matter to each other, and that these aren't years thar simply faded from her.

[yesttoheaven]

I SEE YOU – chapter II

pairing – arthur fleck x female!reader

wc – 2.4k

warnings – none, just some rude people. It's gotham.

a/n – I'm late with this chapter, I know... 🙃 but I hope you like it!

chapter one here:

English is not my first language. I am getting help from google translator and he is not always a good ally, so I apologize for any typos or grammar errors.

Y/N – your name

Y/L/N – your last name

A week has passed since Y/N met Arthur Fleck. It was a long week for her – with TV appearances, some biased rumors about a possible affair with her co-star and problems with the city's main NGO. The place was invaded and looters took what little they had to offer to the population. Gotham police were doing their best to find those responsible, but it would take some time.

Despite the problems, Y/N constantly found herself thinking about the brown-haired man. At some point he was always in her thoughts. Since the day she left him in front of a building on Winslow Avenue, they haven't seen each other anymore. Y/N would like to know what he thought of the movie, but the man never came.

Maybe he didn't like the movie, she thought. And that was totally fine. What was not right was this desire to find him again.

On Wednesday, Brian asked if 'the guy with the big shoes' had called her, but the actress confessed that she had not given him her phone number. What the young actress didn’t know, was that Arthur had crossed the city – more than once – just to tell her what he thought about the movie, but his attempts were marked by misunderstandings.

"The entrance for employees is on the other side." The receptionist informed, attracting the attention of Arthur, who was walking through the luxurious hotel lobby. He didn't know if she was talking to him directly, but he approached the counter anyway.

"Huh... Y-You talked to me?"

"You are the new janitor, right?" The woman stopped what she was doing and finally looked at him, repressing the urge to roll her eyes.

Arthur shook his head and with a small smile, he said:

"I'm looking for Y/N Y/L/N." The mere fact of saying her name made his heart run so fast. Arthur could not explain, but since he met Y/N, his days have become colorful. He still suffered from the brutality of the citizens of Gotham, but everything became more bearable.

"Y/N Y/L/N? The actress? Are you sure?" The receptionist asked incredulously and at the same time seemed to hold herself back from laughing. It really seemed like a joke to her. What could this strange man want with Gotham's Golden Star?

"I need to deliver this to her." Arthur showed the VHS tape, hoping it would guarantee his free pass. "What room is she in?"

"Listen, I don't know how you got through security... but you certainly saw all those people out there. Everyone wants to talk to Y/N or just ask for an autograph. The problem is that none of you are allowed to be here."

"Autograph? I'm not here for the autograph! She wants to know m-my opinion about her new movie."

"I'm sure the only opinion that matters to her is that of the Academy of Oscars."

"You are not understanding... We are practically friends, she saved my life in that alley! Ask her! Say that Arthur Fleck is here... S-She... She will remember me!" While Arthur was stuck in his own words, the woman called the security guards.

The moment two men approached, Arthur realized that things were going very, very badly. In his mind everything seemed easy. He found Y/N and she was happy to see him, but in practice he hadn't reached the elevator yet and the security guards were already putting him out.

"Wait! You got it wrong..." He tried to explain and get rid of the men who were holding him, but the receptionist just shook her head, telling them to get him out of the lobby before the residents showed up to see this show. This would not be good for the hotel's image. "I just want to see Y/N..."

"That's what everyone wants." One of the men said, laughing.

"And I wanted her to dance for me." The other security guard confessed, sighing sadly, while that desire would remain only in his dirty imagination.

Near the main door of the luxurious hotel, they treated Arthur like trash, throwing him on the sidewalk. The poor man managed to maintain his balance and remain standing with the little dignity that remained, but that disappeared as soon as a painful laugh cut his throat.

"Go back to your filthy home! You are too old for this fan and idol thing."

...

When the elevator doors opened, Brian left the metal box accompanied by two officers. Because of the police's satisfactory commitment in this case – obviously Y/N's status contributed to this – the actress received good news. The stolen supplies from the institution were found in a shed and a man was caught in the act. Other suspects are still being sought, but the only piece that doesn’t fit, is that the owner of this shed is Thomas Wayne, candidate for mayor and also owner of WayneCorp.

"Tell Miss. Y/L/N that we will capture the responsible."

"Or those responsible." The other officer added, reinforcing his commitment to the citizens of Gotham.

As soon as the officers left the building, Brian intended to go back to Y/N's room and check on her, mainly after receiving new information about the case, but his plans were interrupted by Susan, the receptionist. She showed a big smile, waving, and he approached the counter trying to look friendly.

"Hey, Susan! How was your day?"

"You know, check-in, check-out... The same things." She laughed, shaking her head. Her job was not exciting, but it paid her bills. That was enough. "I saw the cops... Do they have any suspects?" Curiosity was plastered on her face and Brian sighed, fully understanding why she had called for him. Gossip.

"Unfortunately I can't give too many details, but they are doing a good job." He stated, satisfied with the investigations.

"I don't know if that can help anything, but maybe he participated in the theft..." The woman murmured. The words seemed to be directed at herself, like a loud thought, but the bodyguard was unable to ignore and asked:

"What are you talking about, Susan?"

"A man was here looking for Miss. Y/L/N. His insistence scared me. He was determined to go into her room, only God knows what he intended to do, so I called the security guards, they put the man out. But Carl saw him across the street for three days straight."

"You did the right thing. It's unbelievable how Gothan became a fucking asylum!"

"Do you think I don't know? Sometimes it feels like we're living in hell... But the freak left his name. Arthur Fleck. I don't know if it's real, but you should check with the police."

"I will do this... Wait! Did you say Arthur Fleck?" Brian questioned, as confusion appeared on his face. That name was familiar to him.

"It's a strange name for a strange guy."

If it were possible, a lamp would be shining next to Brian's head right now. Arthur Fleck is the name of the guy with the big shoes.

Without any explanation, Brian ran for the elevator, leaving Susan extremely confused behind. When he arrived at the actress' room, he found her talking on the phone. She didn't look happy.

"Oh, he does not want to talk to me? Very busy, huh? You know I don't like to get involved in these problems... but he started it, Alfred!" Y/N had crossed her limit. The only thing she wanted to do was talk to Thomas Wayne about the NGO supplies that magically appeared in his shed, but that would be impossible. Alfred insisted, saying that the billionaire was at an important business meeting and that he had no connection to the theft. "Okay, I will not insist. Maybe when you regain your senses, you understand my side. Have a nice day, Alfred!" She ended the call and looked at Brian.

"I can't believe you called Thomas..."

"Likewise when he called the mayor’s office trying to ban the showing of Midnight Seduction." The actress argued, showing a fake smile. "These NGOs that I help, they are hindering his path, it is not very difficult to see. You know how men like Thomas Wayne build their empires. It's not pretty."

"God, I know... but be careful what you say. It is a very serious accusation." He advised, concerned for her safety. Y/N just walked over to the table in the center of the room, picking up her glass of scotch and drinking all the amber liquid.

"Don't worry, I'm used to white-collar men."

"Oh, I can see it, but I hope you're used to clowns too, because I have news about the guy with the big shoes." Brian started, capturing her attention immediately.

"Arthur was here?" Y/N's voice took on a hopeful tone and a beautiful smile formed on her lips. For a moment it was as if all her problems were gone.

"Well..." Brian cleared his throat, choosing the right words to tell her, but deep down he knew it wouldn't work. "Arthur was committed to seeing you, but Susan did not allow his entry."

"Why she did it? Usually she talks to me first..."

"It is the protocol, but in this case she considered his behavior to be atypical. I don't know if he was nervous and had another fit of laughter in the middle of the lobby, but she believed that he could present you with some danger or even be involved in the theft of the NGO... The security guards kicked him out."

For the first time in this conversation, Y/N didn't know what to say. The words were stuck in her throat. She felt stupid for not giving Arthur her number or simply putting his name on the reception list. Any of these options would have avoided the embarrassment he went through.

"Maybe you should talk to him. Do you know where he lives." The blond-haired man suggested. It was clear as the day outside that Y/N was silently blaming herself for what happened and that was not fair to her. "What do you think?"

"Arthur possibly hates me now..." She murmured, walking across the room. First he was beaten in a dark alley and now humiliated, practically compared to a criminal. All Y/N wanted at the moment was to go down to the lobby to clarify some points with Susan, but Brian was right. Talking to Arthur is the best she could do. "Prepare the car."

"What? Now?" The surprise was tangible in his voice.

"I don't know, maybe next month?" She rolled her eyes. "You have an appointment?"

"No, but you have." Brian added, crossing his arms. It took a few minutes, but as soon as the actress finally remembered, her mouth opened in a perfect O.

"The dinner with Charles is today! I completely forgot!"

"And before that I need to get Misty. If she gets here with the makeup artist and you're on the other side of town, we'll be in big trouble."

"Maybe not." Y/N smiled.

...

"If Misty finds out where we are..."

"First: You need to calm down. Second: She will only know if you open your mouth and tell her." Y/N listed it on her fingers and then took off her sunglasses, looking at the building across Winslow Avenue. "Just trust me."

"I think I will regret this later." He whispered to himself, leaving the interior of the car and opening the door for her. Y/N accepted the help and together they went to the entrance to the building. The next step would be to find out which floor Arthur lived with his mother. "And now what do we do, genius?"

"I confess I didn't think about that part..." The actress replied, looking around curiously. The place was nothing like the luxurious buildings in downtown. There was no lobby to ask for information and the reality here was completely different.

"Do you need help?" Brian and Y/N were surprised by a female voice and found a woman near the building's front door, holding some groceries from the market.

"Oh, hi!" Y/N smiled as the woman approached where they were. "We are a little lost... Do you know which floor Arthur Fleck lives on?" After that question, a mixture of confusion and surprise appeared on the woman's face.

She didn't believe it when Arthur said that a downtown girl saved his life, especially when that girl was the Gotham's Golden Star. It seemed impossible, but now Y/N Y/L/N was here, asking to see him.

Abandoning these thoughts, Sophie smiled, agreeing immediately.

"You are lucky. Arthur and I live on the same floor, I can accompany you there."

The actress smiled appreciatively and Brian offered to help with the bags from the grocery store. As soon as they were inside the metal box, the woman pressed the number 8 button and looked at Y/N, saying:

"By the way, I’m Sophie Dumond."

"Nice to meet you, Sophie. I am..."

"Oh, I know who you are." She stated, dispensing with the introduction. "I mean... Gotham breathes you!"

"Sometimes it is strange to open the window and see your own face on a billboard or on TV." Y/N confessed. The fame was glamorous, but sometimes suffocating.

"It sure is better than opening the window and seeing a pile of garbage. This is the privileged view we have here." The woman argued, laughing at the situation and the elevator stopped on the eighth floor. "Well, Arthur lives there." After leaving the metal box, she pointed to the end of the hall and while Brian helped her with the bags from the grocery store, Y/N thanked Sophie for the information and walked to the location indicated.

Looking at the "8J" sign, she took a deep breath, wishing she had a mirror nearby to check her appearance. She wanted to be presentable to finally meet Arthur again, even though he might be mad at her. Gathering courage, Y/N knocked on the door. To her disappointment, no one came. The apartment continued in absolute silence.

"Don't tell me there is no one at home." Brian appeared beside her. Realizing that the actress was anxious, he knocked on the door again, with more insistence this time. "We can come back another day..."

Without a better option, Y/N was ready to go back to the elevator, when the door was opened unexpectedly, revealing a woman on the other side.

"Hello, you must be Arthur's mother! I'm Y/N and this is Brian, we are friends of your son."

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a/n – I really don't know if anyone is going to read this, but I would be happy to know what you think of the story :)