#like...why is everyone united and wearing pastel colours?

[rafasbiscuits]

everyone in the cinemas will be wearing pink for Barbie.

I'm going to ruin everyone's day and selfies by wearing the darkest colour known to men when I go and watch Barbie. and when it's Oppenheimer, I'll wear my outfit with a colour brighter than the fricking bomb.

[legendarybeautyprotibalarina]

Sekai characters' Roblox styles and gameplay habits!

Over the past few way too long, I've become. Somewhat of a Roblox goblin, especially when it comes to avatar making. So I'd like to share with you the kind of avatars each Sekai character would have (two examples for everyone except Tsukasa and Mafuyu, who only have one) and the kind of games they'd probably play.

Long post, so click under the cut!

LEO/NEED

ICHIKA

Big fan of 2.0 and those 3D anime girl heads with the fuckhuge eyes. Dresses all her avatars in school-themed outfits. Plays a variety of games, but mostly "mundane" roleplay games (such as Bloxburg and Brookhaven).

SAKI

LOVECORE LOVECORE LOVECORE. Does the 1.0 legs on otherwise 3.0 body thing. Almost exclusively plays RoBeats and those Friday Night Funkin' clone games. (i am pushing the pan saki agenda.)

HONAMI

Very red. Will wear just about anything as long as it has a red and white colour scheme. Doesn't actively play Roblox, only bought the 800 Robux pack because Ichika told her it was "embarrassing" when they played games together and she was a bacon.

SHIHO

Barb model. Basically only plays Da Hood and fashion runway games. Does not play games with the rest of her unit (when asked why, gets defensive and says she just doesn't wanna play Roblox). Gets genuinely upset whenever she plays a game for the first time and it doesn't let her use R6. Commissions art of her avatar and specifically requests the artist to make them buff.

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MINORI

Pastel preppy. Mostly plays Bloxburg, Adopt Me, MM2 and preppy hangout games. Makes TikToks where she shows off trades she makes.

HARUKA

Black clothes, short brown hair and penguin hats. Plays the same games that were on the front page 5 years ago and gets sad when any of them lose popularity or get deleted.

AIRI

All of her outfits are Halloween-themed (mostly witches, though she does have a good deal of vampire ones). To her, it's the single most important day on the calendar. Extremely stereotypical Royale High player.

SHIZUKU

Black and red edgelord, though much more in the "demon queen who wants to take over the world" way than the "haha I wear a shirt with a cropped anime ahegao girl and some Japanese text that doesn't actually mean anything" way. Also an avid Royale High player, but slightly less stereotypical than Airi.

VIVID BAD SQUAD

KOHANE

Animal-themed softie. (Honestly these fits are super cute.) Plays vibe games and "soft" roleplay games, as well as whatever An's playing (so mostly Da Hood).

AN

One of THOSE annoying rich kid Rogangsters/CnPs. Also one of those toxic assholes you meet in Da Hood/club and vibe games. Unironically goes on digital dates with Kohane in games.

AKITO

Goth weeb. Makes "uwu me and my partner are so cute in roblox" TikToks with Toya. Mostly plays Da Hood, Royale High and anime fighting/roleplay games. Probably does Genshin cosplays as well let's be real.

TOYA

Another one of those types who have no idea how to make R6 work and think R15 is the devil, except he's a softie who looks like he came out of an R63 animation instead of a DH-obsessed barb like Shiho. Plays dance games that allow you to use R6, as well as whatever Akito's playing (but only if he wants to make a video with him, he stays away from games that force R15 at all costs unless Akito needs him there for whatever reason).

WONDERLANDS X SHOWTIME

TSUKASA

Only has one outfit because he doesn't go into games where people care and only even bought it in the first place because he got mad at people at school for bullying him for being a bacon. A veritable god at simulators.

EMU

A rare non-toxic rich kid. Her outfits are all super pink and covered in bunnies. Has TONS of lim faces (SSHF and the butterfly ones are just her favourites). Plays EVERYTHING that gets on the front page (and enjoys most of it too).

NENE

An edgy weeb similar to Akito, but one I'd personally argue is a lot cooler than him. Almost exclusively plays anime fighting games, though she'll also join Tsukasa regularly. (Fun fact: I liked the avatar on the left with the cat shirt so much I bought it and used it for a few days.)

RUI

One of those dudes who only wears girl outfits. Will wear literally anything as long as it's feminine, has a consistent colour scheme and looks good with the makeup faces and mage anims. Plays every game that gets stereotyped as an "ODer game" in the hopes that someone will think he's a hot girl IRL and ask for his social media.

NIGHTCORD AT 25:00

KANADE

No particular style. Only buys clothes she sees other people wearing in games and only does vague searches for keywords or colours for accessories (such as "eye" or "black"). All her avatars (even besides these ones) wear hoodies and have extra eyes somewhere on them. Plays a lot of PVP and building games.

MAFUYU

Only has one avatar, because she doesn't care enough to make more. Only plays front-page games. Extremely basic.

ENA

Yet ANOTHER R6 obsessor who doesn't know how to style it, except this time she's a self-proclaimed "emo" who doesn't even know it was a music scene first and the fashion came later. Plays drawing games, 2D fandom roleplay games and Booth Plaza/Rate My Avatar.

MIZUKI

UwU kawaii pastel pink and rainbow softie, who also probably uses this to hide the fact they're actually super toxic. Plays dress-up and hangout games.

[makinomariasama]

Translation: The Television: Maria x Miki x Akane Interview

To celebrate the release of the Best Album, The Television has interviews with all of Morning Musume by gen! Here’s the first of two 12th gen interviews (and there’s a solo Maria interview, as well). They talk about where they want to hang out together, what they’d name a unit with the three of them, and more. Enjoy!

Q1. If the three of you were going to hang out, where would you go?

Miki: Where would we go. Akane: Is there a place that we've promised to go to? Maria: There's a bunch of them, which one would we go to? Akane: Come on, we say it often! Miki: We say it often. Don't overthink it.

(Ready)

Maria: Yakiniku! Miki/Akane: Pork skewers! Maria: After all, it's that? Maria was also thinking the pork skewers! Akane: We went for yakiniku (laughs). Maria: When the four of us (in the same generation) said let's go out, since we're human, our favourite foods are different, you know. If it was viking skewers, everyone can have fun and eat their favourite foods. Akane: Everyone likes skewers, huh. Maria: I want to go there again. I see, skewers huh, I remember it. Miki: But there's pancakes too, so I was troubled. Maria: We made a promise to eat pancakes too, huh! Rather, it'll come after the yakiniku, we went to eat yakiniku first.

Makino-san, why "yakiniku"?

Maria: I don't know, I just want to go there. Miki: I see. Maria: It was fun before, I want to go there again! Miki: We went in December last year. Akane: It was luxury yakiniku! Maria: I succeeded in the 12th gen event corner, and got a ticket for grilled meat ♪

Q2: What is the 12th gen's strength?

Akane: What is it?

(She brings their hands together)

Miki: What are you doing? (laughs) Akane: I think that if everyone puts their hands in the middle, it'll seem like you know. Maria: I don't get it (laughs). Miki: I think it would be fine to say what you're thinking from the bottom of your heart! Maria: I know! Maria knows! Akane: Really?!

(Ready)

Miki: Balance. Maria: We understand each other without speaking. Akane: We understand each other well. Maria: Although we were originally four people, it felt like we didn't talk a lot, since we could understand each other even without speaking. Miki/Akane: Right! Akane: I could see their facial expressions, and be like, they're thinking this right now. Even without speaking, I could understand most things. Miki: I thought that our exquisite sense of balance was our strength. Akane: I see. Miki: The three of us have good balance, and the balance of the four of us, including Ogata Haruna-chan who has graduated, is really exquisite. Though we're not always together, we're like a family. Akane: Before I noticed it, we were together a lot. Maria: Yeah! We're together a lot. Akane: It's not like the three of us are like, I want to be with them, it's just natural that we gather up and talk excitedly. Maria: Like when all of Morning Musume is in the dressing room, huh. But, always four people... like that, I thought it would always be that way, so I'm a little lost. Miki: Definitely. Huh, (my answer didn't match the other two) this sucks!

Q3: If the three of you were to make a unit, what would the name be?

Maria/Akane/Miki: Huuuh! Miki: This is hard. Akane: I got it! I have it! Maria: What is it? Akane: Rather than the personalities of the members, I've decided by colour. Miki: I get it! Maria: But I don't get it at all! What's the system? Is it an object system? Miki: Mine is the name of a phenomenon. Akane: A phenomenon?! Maria: I know what I want to say! Akane: A phenomenon? Though it wasn't an object, it's something that usually exists, it's a word that's used often. I think it's probably it. Maria: I think Maria's is also that. Miki: I have my reason. Without saying it, let's go! Maria: I don't fully get it, but let's do this!

(Ready)

Maria/Miki: Twilight (yuugure) Akane: Sky (sora) Maria: See, the three of us match! The same, the same! Akane: But, you said twilight. Miki: Isn't this amazing? Maria: The sky and twilight are the same, right?! Akane: We were thinking the same thing. Maria: It's like that. Akane: In the afternoon, it's blue, at twilight, it's orange, and at night, there's some purple and pink which is kind of pretty, so our member colours are the colour of the sky, and the four colours have time to prepare. Maria: I got it right away. Miki: Also, our debut single song was "Yuugure wa Ameagari" Maria: Maria also thought (Haga) would say sky. I thought that (Nonaka) would say twilight. However, we roughly matched! Miki: If the three of us are doing activities, I want to wear cute costumes. Though my primary member colour is purple, you two have pastel colours. If I do my best to bring the tone down to a pale purple, it really becomes amazingly like cotton candy! I want to sing a cute song while wearing such cute coloured costumes. A fairy tale-like song. Maria: Ohhhh! Akane: Though all of us are completely different in personality, and among us, our roles are firmly decided, we really have an image that one thing is made up by four people. I would be happy if the 12th generation could be on a variety program or something like that, so each of us can have our personalities explode. Maria: I want to do a talk event! I want to always listen to your stories. Miki: Ohhh, that would be good. Maria: The three of us can talk freely, and I would also want Haa-chin (Ogata Haruna) to come as a guest. Miki: Yeah, I want her to come! Though I'd like to tell the fans, as time goes by for us, our ability to understand each other instantly has expanded. For the four of us. Maria: (laughs) Miki: It's going up. Miki: When we went out for yakiniku, we played a game called Word Wolf. In that game, there's one topic for everyone, and it's a game where you have to figure out who is lying. It was really, really fun when we played it, so I would definitely want everyone (all of the fans) to see this. Akane: That was really fun! Miki: Since we understand each other more now than in the past, I want the fans to see this state. Maria: I want to play Word Wolf! Miki/Akane: Me too!

[jenobloom]

I DON’T KNOW WHY I BOTHER (Pt 2)

Part 1

I round of quick, harsh knocking came from my door, rudely yanking me from my peaceful sleep and cloud-like bed. I ungracefully rolled off my mattress and onto the ice-like floor with a hard thud before stomping over to the black door and pulling it open, an unwelcoming scowl gracing my face to make sure I conveyed my annoyance to the unexpected caller correctly.

“What?” I huffed, before registering who was actually at the door.

“Not a morning person I guess?”

I looked at Jihoon, his light blonde hair brushed neatly, a cheerful smile gracing his irritatingly perfect bare face and a small bouquet of pastel blue, baby pink and white flowers accompanied by a letter in his hand. Suddenly I was embarrassed by my own appearance; my messy bed head of faded violet hair fell around my puffy, sleepy face and an oversized crumpled BTS shirt that barely covered my way too revealing underwear was all that I wore.

“U-uh, come in? Sorry about the mess.”

I left Jihoon at the door to quickly make my bed (if you could call it that, it was just 2 mattresses stacked on top of each other on the floor with a few mattress toppers to make it softer) so that he had a place to sit before dumping the plates and cups that littered my desk in to the sink, my studio apartment was tiny and barely furnished by Pledis so even a few things out of place could make it look messier than what it really was. Jihoon had now seated himself on my makeshift sofa, his shoes abandoned carefully by the door and his legs crossed so I placed myself next to him, crossing my legs and pulling the oversized T-shirt down more as I was aware of my lack of clothing but was shameless enough to not care after opening the door to him; I had known him for over a month now and we had become close enough for it to not be weird or uncomfortable.

“So, what brings you here at,” I glanced at the small digital clock on my desk across the room, “10AM?”

“I wanted to thank you for your vocals on our song and celebrate how well it has done since being released 2 weeks ago!” He handed me the flowers and letter, giving me a small pat on the leg by my knee, “I also came to give you news...”

I shot him a look with my left eyebrow raised, placing the bouquet gently in front of me on the floor before inspecting the envelope carefully. My full name had been printed on the front which suggested that it had not been written by Jihoon himself like I had first thought, it was light also which meant it couldn’t contain more than 3 sheets of paper. Ripping along the top of the envelope I grabbed my glasses from my bedside table, so I could read easily before pulling out the single page.

Dear Miss Weon,

I am writing to inform you that a decision regarding your career with PLEDIS Entertainment has been made. From December 20th, 2015 your contract as a solo artist will be terminated and you will begin a new contract with PLEDIS Entertainment as the 14th member of SEVENTEEN.

Please attend a meeting with us on December 19th, 2015 at 12:00PM to discuss and sign the new contract and talk about accommodation arrangements.

Yours sincerely,

Kim Lee

Head of PLEDIS Entertainment creative direction

 I stared at the short letter in my hands with wide eyes for a few more minutes as I soaked in the information on the paper, my mouth opening and closing like a fish’s as I tried to form words and questions that would make sense. I slowly turned to Jihoon, looking to receive an explanation as to what was going on, unsure on what I had just read as a million thoughts trampled my brain and failed to form anything that made sense. I wasn’t sure if I should feel sad, angry or happy about my career as a solo artist ending and I didn’t know if I should be excited about joining the boys of Seventeen or worried about not all of them accepting me as part of their group, my friendship with most of them was still new, me and Minghao didn’t exactly get along, would they look at me joining their already well-known, quickly rising group as me using their hard work and tears? Would I set their team back in terms of popularity and progress? Would I even fit in with their image?

“Jihoon, I don’t think I can do it. I’m not doing it, I refuse, I’m going to get dressed and go to the offices to sort everything out.”

I slipped in to the bathroom to change my underwear and put on a bra then stepped out, ignoring Jihoon completely as I stood half naked in front of my wardrobe, tugging on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans before grabbing a white tank top and the distressed soft baby pink oversized hoodie from the chair at my desk.

“Kia,” Jihoon finally pulled my attention back to him with difficulty, having to grab my wrist gently to make me pay attention. “We want you to be a part of Seventeen, everyone has agreed with management and signed their side of the contract, we’re actually looking forward to you joining us. If you really don’t want to then it’s fine but please don’t turn down the opportunity because of us,” he released my wrist and offered what was supposed to be a comforting smile as I chewed roughly on my lip, considering his words and playing with a random thread from the hoodie in my hand.

“Okay... I’ll do it. I’m not going to have any important parts though, I’ll stay in the background as best I can, and I’m only joining if management let me create myself, no more of this bubble gum bullshit.” I finally pulled the tank top and hoodie over my head, the hem of the hoodie hanging loosely off my frame, ending at mid-thigh and the sleeves falling past my hands so I could make sweater paws. “Okay, bubble gum colours are staying but only because they’re pretty.” I giggled at Jihoon’s quirked eyebrow and amused expression.

We both laughed lightly at my comment, I continued by taming my nest of hair, putting the faded purple locks in to two messy space buns and styling my bangs to fall correctly over my forehead, applying my usual base make up before applying smokey pink eye shadow and winged eyeliner, giving my lips the pink ombre look and finally putting my thin framed glassed on so I could see properly as I was too lazy to bother with my contacts before clipping a small hoop and some chain earrings in to my right ear piercings and a simple few studs in my left piercings. Finally, I pulled on some black wedge heel boots and a smart oversized long black coat.

“So, Mr Lee, where to?” I smiled at him, grabbing my phone and my black satchel as we left my tiny apartment.

“Coffee shop? We both need the coffee, it’s cold and a perfect way to celebrate, oh and I hope you don’t mind but I’ve also invited a friend to meet us, he’s going to help with a future hip hop unit solo song, so we need to discuss the type of sound we want.” He stuffed his hands in to his pockets for warmth and I mirrored him.

“And here I was thinking you had left your business side at the dorm for once,” I poked his squishy cheek as he shot me a joking glare. “Out of curiosity, what unit will I be in?”

“…We’ll discuss that at the coffee shop.”

“Jihoon oppa, you’re so mean!” I pouted, smirking as I knew he hates being called oppa.

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Next day

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From: Heonie

Good luck with the meeting today, don’t sass them too much

To: Heonie

I don’t need your advice but thanks bee boy <3 Meet up soon? I miss you guysss

From: Heonie

And just as I thought the insults had stopped >.> but yeah sure

I laughed and tucked my phone back in to the pocket of my long coat, looking back up from the floor and straight at Dino’s questioning chocolate eyes. The whole Seventeen group was here to attend the meeting with me, each of them (even Minghao surprisingly) promising to help me get a position as a rapper in the group as we knew it was what I was best at and what I wanted to do.

“You ready?” Dino smiled down at me, poking my cheek affectionately as I poked his in return as it was now the standard way of us greeting one another.

“Yeah, I guess, I can’t believe I’m about to join a large group of boys though. The dorm is going to bloody stink.”

“Hey, we’re not that bad!” Mingyu interrupted the conversation, “Me and Minghao keep it clean, just stay away from the bedrooms with Seokmin and Vernon.”

“Hmm, I’ll consider it.” I cheekily smiled up at the brown-haired male, he pulled a fake shocked face, a hand going to his heart and everything, before we were called in to the already crowded meeting room.

The 14 of us filtered slowly in to the meeting room, bowing respectfully to the company members as we entered, and took a seat along one side of the large table in the hard black leather chairs. I was sat in the centre with 7 members on my left and the other 6 on my right, sandwiched between Seungcheol (as he’s the leader of Seventeen) and Jihoon (as he’s the producer of the group and so he has a stronger influence on what part of the group I should fulfil). My hands began to shake slightly from nerves as I fiddled with the hem of the slightly distressed black T-shirt that I was wearing as a dress, trying my hardest to look confident and unintimidated despite the mess that was going through my scrambled brain currently; I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was about to join one of the new rising groups of Korea.

“Thank you for coming everyone, I believe this meeting will be straight-forward and quick. All we have to discuss is rules, roles and arrangements, so let’s start.” The women, who I recognised from my last contract signing, began, flicking her pin-straight brown hair over her shoulder and pulling out a pile of papers, slipping a thick copy in front of me. “The rules are no relationships that could ruin the reputation or function of the group, an obvious one however it had to be included within the contract as to avoid scandals and problems. No romantic looking gestures when in public, for example holding hands, kissing cheeks or outings with just one person that could be labelled as a date by the media for the first 3 years. All of these rules are on top of rules from your previous contract, please sign here,” She pointed to a blank spot on the page under the rules section, “if you agree.”

I signed the page neater than usual, not having any objections to the rules as they were all expected anyway, considering I was entering an all-male group.

“As for your image, we would like you to continue with your image from your previous contract however, it will need to be carried on outside of your schedule as the members of Seventeen are constantly being watched.”

“I have an objection with that, I want to discuss my role within the group.” I quickly interjected, fiddling with my pen and tapping the end without the ink lightly on the paper as I made eye contact with her.

“What is there to discuss? The image fits perfectly with the group.”

“If I could interrupt, as Seventeen’s producer I feel like Kia would fit the group better as a member of hip hop unit, we have enough vocals and I believe if she joined as another vocalist it would throw the ratio of rappers to vocalists off and upset the feel of the group’s albums.” Jihoon piped in.

“Also, as the leader of Seventeen and the hip hop unit, a female rapper would work within our favour in the solo rap unit songs, she can sing well so we wouldn’t need to bring vocal members in to the group and we can separate solo hip hop songs from seventeen. Her image would have to be darker to fit hip hop unit though,” Seungcheol finally spoke up to support Jihoon’s point.

“I believe I could perform better as a rapper too, rap has always been my strongest point and I have more passion for it, so I could produce better lyrics, my personal style and attitude outside of the workplace match up better too so there would be less slip ups. Also it would allow me to separate my solo career from my career within the group.”

We watched as she thought about it, conversing quietly with the others on her side of the table to see if they agreed with what we were all saying as the boys nodded in agreement with mine, Jihoon and Seungcheol’s statements.

“We’ll allow you the position however your image will have to be a little more… revealing- nothing that isn’t out of reason as Seventeen have a set public image.”

“I’m fine with it, as long as I get a say on what’s too revealing.”

“Deal.”

1 long hour and a hand cramp later and me and the 13 boys walked out of the Pledis Entertainment building with a 2-hour time frame to move all my belongings out of my current apartment and in to the tiny dorm that I now had to share with the boys.

“I can’t believe they expect me to live in a tiny dorm with 13 boys, I’m only 16, it’s going to be like I have 13 older brothers!” I groaned, kicking a random stone on the pavement as I trudged along next to Dino, a pout on my face and my hands stuffed deep in to my pockets.

“Hey, we aren’t that bad!” Chan whined back, poking at me. “Anyway, you get to room with Cheol, Hansol, Wonwoo and Mingyu, they can be a little messy but they’re all great people to room with. They know when to be quiet, and if it gets too much then you can come sleep in my bed and I’ll take yours for the night,” he offered me a half smile and side-hugged lightly me as we walked.

“I’ve called Jess, she’s going to meet us at your apartment with a few large boxes from work, we’ll just have to put the rest of your things like clothes in bags.” Jeonghan chirped from my left, looking up from his phone.

“Jess is coming to help?” I let out a grin at the thought of seeing his girlfriend, aka my adopted step-mum, my mood cheering up instantly as I began to laugh and hop along with Soonyoung who was hyped over having his ‘baby sister’ move in with him.

We skipped (literally) around the corner, my arm linked through his, until we saw Jess walking up to the door of my apartment building, her bright blue hair drawing our eyes to her instantly; both me and Soonyoung screamed suddenly and sprinted over to her, nearly knocking her off her feet when we both lunged towards her and wrapped her in a tight hug.

“Ew, get off.” She awkwardly scolded us, pushing us away and walking over to hug Jeonghan and do her weird hand-shake with Jihoon who had finally caught up with us.

“Ouch, you can’t even hug your daughter!” I pouted once again before going to hug Seungcheol who had become my adopted father, tucking myself in to his side while he gave me what could only be described as a fatherly hug as we all stood around in the street. “At least Daddy loves me!”

I nearly died of laughter and collapsed on the floor laughing at the reactions of Seungcheol, Soonyoung, and Chan all choking on air at my statement, their eyes wide as they stared at me.

“And now you’ve outed the boys and their kinks, let’s go pack your shit.” Jess grinned, laughing along with me and the others before shoving me gently towards the door to lead the way to my apartment.

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I finished unpacking the last large box, placing my last frame on the shelf above my bed, and then watched in amusement as Vernon and Mingyu pretended to be me, both with one of my bras on over their clothes and Mingyu wearing one of my signature baby pink skirts while performing ice cream cake’s choreography as well as he could in the small space.

“I really can’t believe I’m sharing a room with you nut jobs,” I huffed, earning aegyo hearts from the two supposed men as a response.

“If it gets too much I can show you a quiet place to escape when you need it.”

I jumped back a little, losing my balance and falling back on my mattress to look up at Wonwoo who had stopped reading his heavy looking book, the fringe of his fluffy brown emo-style hair cutely resting over the right side of his round frame glasses.

“Wow Woo, great way to go around giving girls heart attacks.” I jokingly glared at him, “carry on and I might end up hitting you one day out of surprise.”

“Sorry,” his nose scrunched up a little as he smiled and laughed at me, my head dipping to look at my lap, no Kia… you can’t find his laugh cute.

“Want to show me that quiet place? It’s a bit crazy here, I wouldn’t mind going out for a walk at,” I glanced at the time on my phone, “10PM to clear my mind with a chilled out person.”

“Sure, I’ll go tell Coups!”

We both hopped down from our bunks (me doing it rather ungracefully as I nearly lost my balance but Vernon thankfully steadied me) that had been pushed together to make more space in the tiny room, he walked out of the room in search for our leader who was probably watching a film while I went and quickly looked in the mirror. My hair was still in the same style that I had put it in this morning however, my face was now make up free which left my freckles and the odd spot on show, my thin framed glasses were perched on my nose, my legs were now covered in a loose pair of blue Hello Kitty pyjama bottoms while my top half was covered by the matching t shirt and hidden by one of Seungcheol’s black pullover hoodies that nearly reached my knees for maximum comfort, I shrugged at my appearance knowing that I wouldn’t look too out of place next to Wonwoo as he was in grey jogging bottoms and a blue hoodie with no make up and his own glasses and continued to pull on my thick coat, military style boots to protect my feet from the wet snow that had appeared in the past 2 hours and wrap a scarf around my neck to make sure I wouldn’t freeze to death in the harsh winter wind. I crept out in to the hallway as I was aware of other members sleeping due to the late time and was met by a ready and waiting Wonwoo who had pulled on trainers, his coat, scarf and a thick black beanie to protect his head.

“Let’s go!” He whispered, opening the door and allowing me to leave first as he locked the door behind him to ensure the safety of everyone in the dorm.

We silently left the apartment building of the dorm that was larger than my previous one and stepped out in to the now silent streets, gently lit by lamps and the occasional car passing by, snow fluttering around us as we walked along and settling wherever it could. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, as cliché as it sounded, both of us appreciating how we could walk along silently and take in our surroundings. A welcome end to a rather confusing day.

“It gets a little crazy sometimes you know,” Wonwoo broke the silence, his low voice floating through the air. “It’s almost magical when we get the chance to do things like this, it makes you forget that you have a few thousand fans looking up to you, watching nature in peace and just getting the chance to relax and unwind as you walk in the quiet. It makes you forget the stress of being an idol and makes you feel like a normal teen.”

“You’re such an emo Wonwoo, I never expected such a soft side to come from you.” I poked him teasingly before folding my hands across my chest, admiring how the little flakes of snow would rest on his hair and slowly melt.

“Everyone should take a moment away from life and pause in a peaceful atmosphere, want a piggy back?” He grinned and stopped to bend slightly in front of me, so I could jump on his back as he already knew what my answer would be.

“How to keep a girl happy Wonwoo.”

“Better than giving them a heart attack though, right?” I rested my chin on his head and loosely put my arms around his neck to keep myself from falling backwards, his hands gripping at my thighs to keep me up. “Don’t get used to it Kia, you have to keep your soft side a secret from the others remember.”

“Damn Oppa, no need to attack me like that.” I smiled, ruffling his hair gently as he laughed once more. “So where exactly are we going?”

“Right here,” I held out my arm to push the antique looking door open as he walked forwards before softly dropping me back down on to my feet on the dark wood flooring. “Evening Mrs Kim!”

I bowed politely in greeting to the elderly woman who was sat in a large brown leather armchair behind a desk by the door as she read and sipped at what seemed to be tea, having to then jog a little to catch up to Wonwoo who had gone to the back of the small book café and sat himself on a large bean bag big enough for two.

“A 24-hour book café?” I quirked an eyebrow as I not so gracefully flopped down next to him, stripping off my coat and scarf which I then placed on top of his on the floor next to us.

“It’s quiet, not so well known and convenient to go to at any point in the day because it’s not that far from dorms and not many people know about it so I don’t have to worry too much about fans,” he reached to the shelf behind him and pulled out a thin book. “Macbeth, let me read it to you?”

I didn’t reply, only nodded and decided to curl up in to his side and breath in his nature like scent, putting my legs over his long thin ones and listening carefully as his voice smoothly began to read the words from the page with ease despite the old language as if he had read the book a million times before, I could feel my eyes slowly beginning to close due to the relaxing atmosphere of the small shop and due to how comfortable I was.

Wonwoo’s p.o.v

I reached the end of the book and looked down at my chest, Kia had fallen asleep after the 17th page surprisingly and had slowly started shifting so that she was eventually curled up at my side with her head on my chest and my arm resting over her, Mrs Kim had come over to give us hot chocolate as she usually would and covered her up with her coat to keep her warm which I was grateful for. I put the book neatly back in its place on the old shelf before carefully getting up to put my own coat back on, texting Coups who I knew was still up at the late hour of 12PM to meet me downstairs at the apartment building’s door. As I carried Kia’s sleeping frame the short walk back home, wrapped in her coat and a spare blanket from the café also to make sure she wouldn’t get ill, I took a glance at her peaceful face, her glasses were tucked in my pocket to avoid them falling from her face and breaking or getting lost, her cheeks and lips slightly swollen from sleep and her hair blowing around in the slight breeze that accompanied the late night’s air. As promised, Seungcheol met me at the apartment block door to help me out all the way back up, even taking her shoes off for me and helping me to quietly tuck her in to the top bunk of our room next to my own bed.

“Wonwoo, remember the contract okay? I know that look, I can tell it’s more than a friendly thing and I don’t want either of you to be unhappy with the unfair circumstances that the company has placed on us all.” Coups muttered, offering me a smile before going to climb in to his own bed while I climbed in to my bunk next to Kia’s.

I pulled the blanket up and over her a little higher as it had shuffled down when she had tossed around to find a comfortable position, curling in to a ball like she had at the café and almost making it over to my side of the bunk if the wooden barrier hadn’t been there to stop her.

“I won’t Coups, I promise.”

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I Love You...Always

ITS THE FINAL CHAPTER 😭😭😭

Part 9 of “Always”

Pairing: Liam x Riley   

Summary: Liam and Riley finally get their Happy ending!

Bridal Procession Song (walking down the aisle) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49EtsoQhNbc

First Dance Song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syaEjlDFQ84 <==== ❤️

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 It was a short 5 months later that Liam and Riley married, by this point Riley's counts were all healed up, her ankle was well out of its cast. The two had spend the time…just being together, the people of Cordonia happily accepted Riley as their new queen.

On the morning of their wedding, was woken by Hana at 8am, whom it seemed had drank multiple cups of coffee that morning.

“wake up sleeping head” she smiled as she walked over to the window opening the curtains. Riley groaned as she pulled the duvet up over her head to avoid the sun shining in her eyes.

“c’mon, its your wedding day…you finally get to marry Liam” Hana giggled as she gently pulled the cover down a little.

“but Its so early” Riley mumbled

“mmm but the earlier you wake, the sooner you get to call him your husband” she smirked, Riley smiled as she stretched

“that…I can’t wait for”

After Riley climbed out of the bed, showered then she began getting ready. Later on in the morning her other bridesmaids had joined her in her room. she didn’t have to think twice when picking her bridesmaids…knew exactly who she wanted…her ladies in waiting. All of her ladies meant so much to her.

By the time four o’clock came Riley stood in front of her full body mirror, just gazing at her dress in wonder. She wore an off the shoulder, long sleeved lace gown. She let out a deep breathe as she smiled, she gently fixed a pin small blue pin into her hair that Liam had given her, that used to belong to his mother. Today was the day she finally got to call Liam her own and she couldn’t wait.

Riley's peaceful moment was interrupted by a knock at her door, Hana ran to answer it before Riley could just in case it was Liam.

“Maxwell!” she smiled as she opened the door for him to come in. He turned to Riley in awe

“my goodness Riley…you look…amazing” he smiled “I came to tell you that everyone’s ready…it’s time to get your man!” he chuckled as he held out his arm for Riley to gently place her hand on his forearm. Maxwell led her out of the room and down to the doors leading to the garden. Riley had told Liam that she had always dreamed of an outdoor wedding…so he done what Liam does best…he made her dreams come true. Though it was out of the ordinary for a king to be married anywhere but the church…they allowed it. They had planned a rustic wedding, with fairy lights, florals…the lot.

Once they reached the double doors they stopped waiting for the Music to begin. Maxwell turned to Riley, squeezing her hand.

“are you ready?” he asked smiling

“yes…I’m so ready” she smirked as she smoothed her dress down quickly then placed her hand back on his forearm. Her bridesmaids lined up in front of her all wearing the same pastel pink dresses. First to enter was Kiara followed by Penelope, then Olivia and finally Hana. Riley could feel her heart beating faster and faster when the music begins. Riley had chosen an instrumental of one of her favourite songs, as the music began the doors opened and everyone stood to their feet. The bridesmaids headed towards the alter, one by one slowly. finally, it was time for Riley to go. Riley and Maxwell stepped through the doors walking step by step towards the love of her life…the short aisle felt like a took a million years to reach the end. Her breath caught in her throat as she caught her first glance at Liam, she giggled softly causing him to smile. Liam swore his heart skipped a couple of beats when he first caught his eye at the doors.

Once Riley reached the alter that had been covered in fairy lights and flowers, Maxwell gently lifted her hand, kissing the back of it then placing it in Liam's. Riley turned to face Liam with the biggest grin on her face.

“you look…magnificent” he whispered before lifting her hand to kiss her knuckles. Liam and Riley looked at the Priest and nodded giving him the all clear.

“Ladies and Gentlemen…people of the Court…We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, the joining of two hearts and to give recognition to the worth and beauty of love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite this couple in marriage. For them, out of the routine of ordinary life, the extraordinary has happened. They met each other, fell in love, they have overcome obstacles that most people couldn’t, they have been torn apart at points but today they are finally able to finalize their love with their wedding. A good marriage must be created. It is never being too old to hold hands. It’s remembering to say I love you every day and it is not just marrying the right person its being the right partner.”

“Now Should there be anyone who has cause why this couple should not be united in marriage…shush” the priest smiled causing everyone to chuckle including Riley and Liam

“Liam Rhys, wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife, to live together according to God's law in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour and keep her, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?”

“I will” he smiled

“Riley Brookes, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together according to God's law in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour and keep him, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?”

“I will” she smiled

Liam took Riley's right hand in his.

“I, Liam, take thee, Riley to my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse: for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law; and thereto I give thee my troth”

“I, Riley Brookes, take thee, Liam, to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse: for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law; and thereto I give thee my troth.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I would now like to ask Riley and Liam to site their written vows to each other…Liam…if you don’t mind” he smiled, Liam let out a deep breathe then began to talk

“Riley, I love you unconditionally and without hesitation. I vow to love you, encourage you, trust you, and respect you. As a family, we will create a home filled with learning, laughter, and compassion. I promise to work with you to foster and cherish a relationship of equality knowing that together we will build a life far better than either of us could imagine alone. Today, I choose you to be my wife…and cordonias queen. I accept you as you are, and I offer myself in return. I will care for you, stand beside you, and share with you all of life’s adversities and all its joys from this day forward, and all the days of my life…Always”

“Riley” the priest smiled

“Liam...the first day I met you…I didn’t know you were a prince…I was just a waitress serving a group of men on a stag night…then I turned around and I seen you…that was the moment I knew I’d found that one person…you told me there was one thing you wanted to see whilst you were in new York…so I took you to see her…then you told me you were leaving to come back home and I thought I’d never see you again…then our good friend Maxwell…he turned up and invited me to come to cordonia to fight for you…that was the best decision I ever made in my life…I know that marrying you comes with a lot of baggage…but as I’ve gotten to know you…I’ve come to realise that…you are going to make the best king anyone has ever seen…your heart is pure and to be the lady by your side…well I would want nothing more…Liam I take you as you are, loving who you are now and who you are yet to become. I promise to listen to you and learn from you, to support you and accept your support. I will celebrate your triumphs and mourn your losses as though they were my own. I will love you and have faith in your love for me, through all our years and all that life may bring us…I love you Liam…always” Riley whispered the last part as multiple tears ran down her face. Liam smiled as she seen a stray tear fall down his, he gently lifted his hands to her cheeks, wiping her eyes with his thumbs

“Liam…do you take Riley to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only unto her?”

“I do” he smiled

“Riley do you take Liam to be your Husband? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect him, forsaking all others and holding only unto him?”

“I do” I smiled

“now, do we have the rings?” the priest asked

“I’ve got that one!” Maxwell smiled, turning to call for Bash just a moment later Riley's Corgi ran from the double doors with a cushion attached to his colour. Liam and Riley chuckled as Liam bent down, removing the cushion he scratched behind the dog’s ear then stood to his feet, the priest took the cushion from Liam then blessed the rings.

“Bless, O Lord, this ring, and grant that he who gives it and she who shall wear it may remain faithful to each other, and abide in thy peace and favour, and live together in love until their lives' end. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”

Liam took Riley's ring form the cushion and placed it upon her fourth finger on her left hand, repeating after the Priest.

“With this ring I thee wed; with my body I thee honour; and all my worldly goods with thee I share: in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. Riley, this ring is my sacred gift, with my promise that I will always love you, cherish you and honour you all the days of my life, with this ring, I thee wed”

Riley giggled as the tears fell down her cheeks, she promised herself she wouldn’t cry but…the two had waited so long to get to this moment. She took Liam's ring from the cushion then placed it on the appropriate finger then repeated the words Liam had just said 

“With this ring I thee wed; with my body I thee honour; and all my worldly goods with thee I share: in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. Riley, this ring is my sacred gift, with my promise that I will always love you, cherish you and honour you all the days of my life, with this ring, I thee wed”

“Wedding rings are an unbroken circle of love, signifying to all the union of this couple in marriage.”

The priest then addressed the congregation.

“Forasmuch as Liam and Riley have consented together in holy wedlock and have witnessed the same before God and this company, and thereto have given and pledged their troth either to other and have declared the same by giving and receiving of a ring, and by joining of hands; I pronounce that they be man and wife together, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.”

“By the power vested in me I now pronounce you Man and Wife…King and Queen!

Liam…you may kiss your bride” 

Liam gently wrapped his arms around Riley, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

After a few seconds they both pulled back giggling. Liam leaned his forehead gently on hers.

“I love you” he whispered

“I love you so much” she smiled 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you…YOUR KING AND QUEEN!”

Liam took Riley's hand in his, before they headed back to the aisle and back into the palace. The two headed off to sign all official papers they needed then they needed. once this was done, the two headed back outdoors to enjoy the rest of their wedding as man and wife.

For their reception they had tables and chairs set up outside, with flowers and lights all hanging from the trees, a huge gazebo with a dancefloor and buffet table for anyone who was still peckish after their meal. Everyone gathered around the dancefloor waiting for them to arrive.

“Ladies and Gentlemen” the singer of the band they had hired called “For the first time…Mr and Mrs Rhys!” 

The two walked to the centre of the dancefloor, Liam gently pulled Riley close to him, wrapping her arm around him she placed one hand on his shoulder taking his in the other, he placed his hand on Riley's lower back, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Riley had no idea what song they would be dancing to as it was one thing Liam was determined to get to pick, he said he had the perfect song in mind…so she agreed.

When the music began to play she didn’t recognise it, as they swayed together, Liam whispered, singing in her ear.

♫It's so incredible the way things work themselves out

And all emotional once you know what it's all about, hey

And undesirable for us to be apart

I never would've made it very far

'Cause you know you've got the keys to my heart♫

After the first dance was finished Riley and Liam started making their rounds, thanking everyone for being there. By the time ten o’clock reached, the two had hardly seen each other. Riley had been trying to catch him all night but every time she had even the slightest opportunity he was pulled away by yet another noble. She smiled when she seen him headed out of the gazebo on his own. She smirked then followed him out, she ran towards him, grabbing his hand gently then pulling him around the corner of the main building so they were out of sight, she giggled as she pulled Liam into a passionate kiss as her back hit the wall. Liam smiled into the kiss with his hands on Riley's hips.

“I want to spend some…time with my husband…everyone’s been…stealing you away from me” she whispered pecking his lips after every few words.

“I love you” He whispered into her lips then gently pecked her lips. “With all my heart, you are my everything…my absolute everything!” He smiled then kissed her passionately.

“can you believe we finally done it…we finally made it down the aisle” she whispered

“I can in fact” he smirked “and I cannot wait to spend my life with you, my beautiful, wife” he whispered as he gently caressed her cheek

“mmm my husband is a flirt…whoever knew?” she smirked “I love you Liam” she whispered

“I love you too” he smiled …“Always”

[madamspeaker]

Hillary Clinton on where it all went wrong | The Sunday Times Magazine

The woman who lost to Donald Trump reflects on the failure of her presidential campaign and coping with crushing disappointment. Interview by Christina Lamb

First comes a man to switch the chairs. Then a young press officer to arrange their position. Two men in grey suits with tell-tale earpieces, the Secret Service, hover at the doorway. Stylists flit in, pleased the weather is overcast as it is “kind for photos”. It feels like the entourage of an ageing movie star or the forward party of an absolute monarch. “She’s just coming,” I am repeatedly told, followed by: “She’s held up.” I keep getting my notebook and tape recorder ready, to no avail. And then, when Hillary Clinton finally walks in, I am helping the photographer prepare his shot, crouching down pretending to be her and making angry and devastated faces; she did, after all, lose the election to a womaniser whose candidacy she considered a joke. Fortunately, she appears not to notice and immediately moves the chairs closer. “I feel like we’ve met,” she says, warmly. This is odd, as she is the one who is familiar, if a bit softer, blonder and bluer-eyed in person. At 69, she has been on the world stage my entire adult life. First lady, wronged wife, senator, secretary of state, first woman to run for president for a main party. Even her pantsuits are familiar; today she wears black trousers and a blue top as shiny as a Quality Street wrapper.

“I’ll bet you know more about my private life than you do about some of your closest friends,” she says in her new book. “You’ve read my emails, for heaven’s sake. What more do you need? What could I do to be ‘more real?’ Dance on a table? Swear a blue streak? Break down sobbing?”

That, of course, is exactly what I want as I wait in the hotel in Chappaqua, the small, leafy town north of New York that she and Bill call home. At the end of a nearby cul-de-sac stands their large white clapboard house, where she has been doing yoga (favourite position: Warrior II), praying and downing chardonnay to drown her sorrows. Today, it’s strictly iced tea (it’s not even midday) and she is so much nicer than that brittle woman on TV that it feels mean to ask her to relive her pain. Instead of cursing or sobbing, she is keen to discuss why child refugees are going missing in Europe, and the implications of last month’s Kurdish referendum.

We establish that we met in the bar of a hotel on a trip to South Korea in 2010 that included a visit to the demilitarised zone, where she was literally eyeball to eyeball with a soldier from the communist North standing outside the window. I was surprised then by how funny she was over gin and tonics.

Korea, of course, is very much in the news. The day before, the president had prompted gasps in his first speech to the annual UN general assembly in New York by threatening to “totally destroy North Korea” and taunting its leader, Kim Jong-un, as “Rocket Man”.

You must feel you should have been the one standing there, I say. Her smile is part-grimace. “Put aside what I would have said, how I would have conducted myself, I just found it hard to believe he was standing there as president and saying what he was saying,” she says. “It was a distressing speech — dark, dangerous, selfish, incoherent — and left as much room for misinterpretation and confusion as I ever heard in a speech by a president of the United States.”

She was particularly worried about Trump’s suggestion he would undo Barack Obama’s hard-won nuclear deal with Iran, which Trump derided as “an embarrassment to the United States”.

“They want to blow up the Iran nuclear deal just because we did it,” she says. “I think the Iran nuclear agreement was a stellar example of multinational co-operation, but more than that, it certainly put a lid on its nuclear programme. So when I hear President Trump talk in such a bellicose manner, threatening not just North Korea but Iran, it raises the potential you will have two extremely dangerous nuclear challenges in two regions of the world with unforeseen consequences, which will be horrible for people in those regions.”

Trump’s repeated use of the word “sovereignty” (21 times) in the speech and insistence that he would “always put America first” seemed intent on undoing all the effort she put in as secretary of state in the Obama administration to — as she sees it — restore the international reputation of the US after the damage caused by George W Bush’s War on Terror and the invasion of Iraq. “It’s not about me,” Clinton insists. “It’s about the message that sends to the world and what his priorities are, what he values and doesn’t.”

Of course, it is also about her. Rather than accept defeat and go quietly into the night, as many believed she should, she has written a 494-page angst-ridden book, titled What Happened. Though she laughs a lot in our interview, her bitterness resonates in every mention of the T-word — and there are many. A close female friend of hers tells me that “Hillary is utterly devastated”. “I have developed the hide of a rhinoceros,” Clinton insists to me, but I can’t imagine what it is like actually Being Hillary.

In the 1990s, she had to endure the whole world knowing about her president husband’s affair with the intern. Who can forget Monica Lewinsky’s semen-stained Gap dress? Then, when she contested the Democratic nomination in 2008, she had to watch the job go to the cool younger guy with far less experience. After that, she had to swallow her pride to work for him, which she did with great aplomb. Then, to run again and lose to a reality-TV host who boasted of sexual abuse, and tweets insults to everyone from the mayor of London to the Pope.

Clinton clearly can’t get her head round the fact that her fellow Americans voted for Trump rather than her own supremely qualified self. “I thought I’d be a damn good president,” she says. “I did not think I was going to lose.”

She admits she had prepared for her first 100 days with binders full of policies, and had written her victory speech, which she planned to give dressed in white, the colour of the suffragettes. Indeed, so confident was she that, as the results started coming in on election night, she went for a nap in her suite at New York’s Peninsula hotel. She woke before midnight to find husband Bill and her team ordering in whisky and ice cream for the shock, as the key states of Florida, North Carolina, Ohio and Iowa all fell to Trump. By 1.35am it was all over. The victory party was cancelled, the white suit packed away, and the specially built platform in the shape of the United States under a symbolic glass ceiling a terrible embarrassment.

Instead, she and Bill lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Does she still wake up every morning, wondering how it happened? “Yeah,” she replies. “I’m not living it every minute of every day, but every day I live it.”

Does she sometimes want to kick something? She laughs. “A friend gave me a little sign that says, ‘I do yoga, I meditate and I still want to kick somebody.’ I know that feeling.” It wasn’t just losing, she adds, but to whom. “It’s deeply troubling, because if I had lost to what I’d call a ‘normal Republican’, I would have disagreed with them — I had deep disagreements with George W Bush, but came to understand his worldview. I knew his father, I knew Reagan, I would have a lot of political differences, but I wouldn’t have felt the same sense of real loss for our country, that we elected someone who knows so little, cares even less and is just seeking the applause of the masses. I feel a terrible sense of responsibility for not having figured out how to defeat this person. There must have been a way and I didn’t find it.”

Instead, in the early hours of November 9, she made a concession telephone call that she describes as “one of the strangest moments of my life — weirdly ordinary, like calling a neighbour to say you can’t make his barbecue”.

After addressing shocked and tearful supporters the next day, she and Bill drove home in silence. Desperate for distraction, she decluttered all her wardrobes, arranged photographs in albums and remodelled the adjoining house they bought last year. In between, she went for walks with Bill and their dogs, read all the Elena Ferrante novels and went to weepy Broadway musicals such as Les Misérables.

But it was impossible to escape. Even the wallpaper in their bedroom, yellow with pastel flowers, was a copy of that in their old bedroom in the White House.

Then there was the inauguration that she and Bill were expected to attend as former president and first lady. Knowing the eyes of the world were on her, she steeled herself to “breathe out, scream later”, and tried to imagine she was in Bali.

Over and over, she asked herself “Why?”. Astonishingly it came down to just 77,744 votes out of 136m cast. “If just 40,000 people across Wisconsin, Michigan and Pennsylvania had changed their minds, I would have won,” she wrote.

“I thought, ‘I have to understand what happened,’ ” she tells me. “That’s why I wrote the book.”

Yet the writing process was so painful, she admits, that “at times I had to go and lie down”.

Shouldn’t she just accept defeat and shut up? She gives the very idea short shrift. “I am perfectly willing to take responsibility for all the shortcomings I can identify about myself and my campaign,” she says. “But that wasn’t the whole story. I’ve been in campaigns for decades, nobody runs a perfect campaign. People make gaffes, missteps ... This was of a different order in terms of forces at work and I think that’s one of the biggest threats to democracy.”

The “forces” blamed in the book include misogyny whipped up by Trump, the American electoral college system (which meant she got 3m more votes than Trump, yet still lost), the spreading of fake news through social media as well as other interference by the Russian president, Vladimir Putin, that she describes as “more serious than Watergate”. This includes Putin’s alleged involvement in the dumping of her emails by Julian Assange, the WikiLeaks founder.

Most of all, she blames the FBI director James Comey for firing off a letter to Congress just before the election — in which he revealed that the bureau had uncovered emails “pertinent” to a previously closed investigation into Clinton’s use of a private email address for classified information during her time as secretary of state. “What happened was almost a perfect storm,” she says. “I think I would have won without the Comey letter. I think the combination of the letter 11 days before the election, and what the Russians did weaponising WikiLeaks, raised enough doubts right at the end among a couple of tens of thousands of people in three states to vote differently.”

I point out that the former vice-president Joe Biden criticised her campaign for its lack of economic message, while Tony Blair said the anger that buoyed Trump “is not unjustified. You can’t just sit there and essentially blame the people.” They are not the only ones who accuse her of being elitist and out of touch.

“I knew that [anger] was out there,” she replies. “But I believed — and the popular vote proved it — more Americans agreed with the direction we were heading than not, and I believed Trump was temperamentally unprepared and unqualified to be president.

“I think there was lots of justified anger and distress over the financial collapse of 2007-2009,” she adds. “People’s savings were wiped out, they lost jobs and homes. But Barack Obama stabilised the markets and navigated us through it to the point that now incomes are beginning to rise and jobs are being created again.I don’t think Trump’s principal appeal is based on economic insecurity. It was a combination of playing on the fears of people who are worried about losing out in the future by fuelling sexism, racism and anti-immigrant feelings.

“The whole campaign he ran, from the very first day, was aimed at scapegoating. So if you are not in the place where you think you should be in society, that’s because someone else has taken it.”

In his campaign, Trump talked about how a victory for him would be “Brexit plus plus plus”. Did the British vote, less than five months earlier, not make her think that a similar populist earthquake was possible in the US? “Brexit should have been a bigger alarm than it was,” she admits. “It was some of the same people working for Trump, advocating for him. They thought, ‘Hey, we’ve got this figured out, just tell a really horrible lie over and over again, keep people off balance and make them think that this will, if not make their lives better, make them feel better.’ They voted against modern Britain and the EU, believing that somehow this would be good for their small village. It made no sense. The same thing played out in my race, but I didn’t think we were so vulnerable. But it turned out we were wrong — in part because the Russians played a much bigger role.”

By the “same people”, she particularly means Nigel Farage, the former Ukip leader, who was an enthusiastic advocate of Trump. Indeed, he was the first foreign politician to be received by Trump after his election. She speaks of Farage with disgust. “He came to the US to campaign for Trump and spent half of his remarks insulting me in a very personal way and talking about Trump as the alpha male, the silver-backed gorilla. Think of those images and what that says about what’s acceptable and what’s not.”

The real Bond villain in her book, however, is Putin, who she believes wants revenge for the collapse of the Soviet Union and the expansion of Nato. She also insists he has a personal grudge against her, describing him as “manspreading” in their meetings.

“US policy of the 1990s, to help democratise and protect former Soviet states, was something Russians didn’t like,” she says. “Putin said the collapse of the Soviet Union was the worst catastrophe in human history. But he never personally attacked my husband.

“There was that famous encounter Bush had with Putin when he said, ‘I can do business with him, I looked into his soul.’ I said, ‘He’s a KGB agent — by definition he doesn’t have a soul.’ So I sparred with him from a distance and as secretary of state. It was a personal grudge.”

To try to improve the situation, she says she would always go to meetings with Putin trying to find something they could actually engage on, but “as President Obama once said, [Putin] is like the bored guy in the back of the room”. She finally got his attention by asking him about wildlife conservation. “He came alive!” she recounts. “He takes me down the stairs — all of his security guys are jumping up, because we weren’t expected — into this inner sanctum with a huge desk and the biggest map of Russia and he started telling me he’s ‘going here to tag polar bears’. And then he says, ‘Would your husband like to come?’ I said, ‘Well, I’ll ask him, but if he’s busy, I’ll go!’ ”

The invitation never came. Instead, last October, the US government formally accused the Russian government of hacking the Democratic Party’s computer network, and said that Moscow was trying to “interfere” with the US election. Russia also used its own state-run media, such as RT and Sputnik, to generate anti-Clinton stories, as well as internet trolls to post fake stories on Facebook and other social media.

Last month, Facebook admitted that Russians had spent at least $100,000 on some 3,000 ads on US issues, posted on the site in the past two years. If people clicked, they received a stream of provocative news stories.

“No country has attacked the US with so few consequences,” Clinton writes. Should the Obama administration have done more, I ask. “Aagh,” she sighs, “that needs a whole other session.” She continues with a plea for the British authorities to investigate Cambridge Analytica, a behaviour-profiling company run by an old Etonian that reportedly received £5m from the Trump campaign to help swing voters.

“I hope the UK are investigating,” she says. “You know they were involved in the Kenya elections and Brexit, and are the subject of congressional and special counsel inquiries. The question to be asked is: how did they, the Russians and the Trump campaign converge?”

Grudges aside, what did Putin hope to achieve by supporting Trump? “I think it has exceeded his expectations — except for the unpredictability of it,” she replies. “He thought he was backing somebody who would immediately lift sanctions, be quiescent about Syria and Ukraine, and he’s got a lot of it.”

The Russians may have spread fake news, but why did so many Americans believe it? This, it seems, is the question that haunts her. One particularly improbable story that gained traction involved Clinton and her campaign chair, John Podesta, running a child-trafficking network from a pizzeria in Washington.

“Why would people believe that? Do they despise me and my politics so much that they are willing to believe the most horrible lie? How, in democracies like ours [can] people believe nonsense and lies on the side of buses about how much money the UK government paid to the EU? How did we let this happen?”

Clinton not only feels she inflicted Trump on the world, but that she let down women who had thought they were going to see America’s first female president.

Whatever you may think about Hillary, it was unedifying, to say the least, to see election rallies in the world’s most powerful nation chanting, “Kill the bitch!” How did that make her feel? “Sexism and misogyny are endemic in our society, so of course they are present in our politics,” she replies. “What I found so despicable was that it was stimulated by the candidate himself. In that campaign we had someone who advocated violence, who said all kinds of terrible things, who smirked at other terrible things. It was hard to believe it was happening.

“I got an honorary degree a few years ago from St Andrews in Scotland,” she continues, “and one of the other honourees was Mary Beard [the Cambridge classics professor]. She pointed out that some of the really horrible things people said about me harked back to ancient Greeks.” For example, the campaign mugs depicting Trump holding up Clinton’s severed head recalling Perseus holding up the head of Medusa.

“And Margaret Atwood, the author of The Handmaid’s Tale, told me it reminded her of puritan witch-hunts of the 17th century.”

In the book, she describes how it felt as Trump followed her around the stage in the second TV debate, two days after the release of a tape in which he bragged about groping women. “He was literally breathing down my neck,” she writes. “My skin crawled.”

“Trump was running a reality-TV campaign filled with personal attacks, giving people a great show,” she says. Yet people didn’t just watch it — they voted for him, women too. While Clinton won the vote of black, Latina and Asian women by large margins, 53% of white females preferred Trump. Was she surprised? “No, because these forces have been around my entire life. But both through legislation and broad consensus, starting in the 1960s, it became less and less acceptable in our politics to run on race or be overtly sexist. But that didn’t mean everyone agreed and all of a sudden became feminist and opened the circle of opportunity.”

This, she says, presents a huge challenge for any traditional politician. “When people come along and say we just have to figure out how to get along with voters who voted for Trump, I say, ‘At what cost? At the cost of turning our backs on refugees and immigrants? At the cost of permitting discrimination against blacks and women?’ No, that’s not an acceptable cost. How do we do a better job of conveying, instead, that we are going to grow opportunity in society, so more people can realise dreams? That has to be the message.”

She made that pitch, though, and it didn’t work. Has America now had enough of the Clintons? “I am not going anywhere, but will be active in politics, which I care deeply about.”

She is setting up an organisation to recruit and train young people — particularly women — to go into politics. “I will do not-for-profit work, working with universities and writing and speaking out [against] what I see as a global backlash against women’s progress.”

Nicola Sturgeon, first minister of Scotland, recently said: “Things that are seen as strengths in a man are seen as weaknesses in a woman.” Does Clinton agree? “I met Nicola this spring in New York and we had a great conversation,” she says. “There’s a commonality that exists among women who reach a certain level in politics.”

Has she met Theresa May? “No,” she simply says.

Do women lead in a different way? “I think I do. I am very comfortable in a more collegial way. I like to listen, I don’t like to brag or lie about what I can do, which I think put me at a disadvantage this time!”

After all she has endured, would she encourage her own daughter, Chelsea, to enter politics?

“I don’t ever think like that, because she is an independent, incredibly accomplished person. She has written a couple of very good books, I don’t think she’s at all interested in office.”

In the meantime, spending time with Chelsea and her two young children is one of the bonuses of losing. “Grandchildren are the best!” she exclaims.

Bill, she says, is a wonderful hands-on grandfather to Charlotte and Aidan. It’s an unexpected image — almost as unexpected as the affection with which she repeatedly refers to her husband throughout the interview. When I was a Washington correspondent in the Obama years, everyone told me the Clintons’ was a marriage on paper and the couple had struck a deal that she would stay with him in return for him helping her become president. She vehemently denies this, saying she is “fed up with people speculating on the state of my marriage”. In the book, she admits there were times she doubted its future, but she decided to stay with him because “I love him with my whole heart”.

Family aside, there’s always the chardonnay and a strange relaxation technique she describes as alternate nostril breathing.

It’s time for her photos, and what Clinton calls her “glam squad” appears to touch up her hair and make-up. She worked out she spent 600 hours — or 25 days — getting ready on the campaign trail. It’s not over. Next week she comes to the UK, where she will go to Swansea for the naming of a law school in her honour. “I am blessed with a strong constitution and am resilient,” she insists. “I am not going to spend the rest of my life looking backwards.”

The smile breaks and for a moment she looks as crestfallen as the 13-year-old Hillary who wrote to Nasa saying she wanted to be an astronaut. “Sorry, little girl,” came the response. “We don’t accept women into the space program.”

What Happened by Hillary Rodham Clinton (Simon & Schuster £20) is out now

Hillary Rodham Clinton makes exclusive UK appearances at both The Times and The Sunday Times Cheltenham Literature Festival and Southbank Centre’s London Literature Festival on Sunday 15 October

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6 Styles of Modern Abayas You Ought to Try in 2020

The old days of wearing dull black abayas are now gone forever. With fashion revolutionizing every day, Islamic clothing have also witnessed a great shift. Abayas are being fashioned to various styles without disturbing their real essence and modesty. The abaya trends in 2020 have contributed greatly to uplift modern Islamic clothing and have given women exclusive styles that they resist to shop for.

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2. Embroidered Abaya Style: Embroidery is the only style that never goes out of date. From tunics to tops, from kurtis to sarees, from dresses to bags, embroidery enriches almost every form of creation. In 2020, thread embroidery abaya designs of various patterns are winning hearts and filling carts!

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I was tagged by @imjaebeomtrash I’m so emo right now I love your blog and you are amazing TT  Thanks <3

Rules: answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nicknames: Rin, Rinachu, Gizmo

2. Gender: Female

3. Star sign: Cancer

4. Height: 165cm

5. Time:  2.41 p.m

6. Birthday: July 13th ! SOON.

7. favorite bands: GOT7, honestly I only stan them but I like other bands too, just not as much as I love them lol

8. favorite solo artists: Kimura Kaela, Frank Ocean

9. Song stuck in my head: Summer Love by The Barberettes

10. Last movie watched: I Saw the Devil (Great movie)

11. Last show watched: Fight for my way <3

12. When did i create my blog: December 2016 ! 

13. What do i post: ONLY GOT7 <3 With a lot of Audios and Fanfics ! 

14. Last thing googled: Number of the Allergology Unit at the hospital for an appointment. 

15. do you have other blogs: Nope, I’m so bad at using Tumblr it’s crazy

16. Do you get asks: From time to time and everyone is always so sweet <3 

17. Why did u choose your url: It comes from the artistic genre Memento Mori

18. Following: 364

19. Followers: 2405

20. Favorite colors: Red, blue, Pastel purple, and mostly every pastel colour.

21. Average hours of sleep: From 5 to 7 per night

22. Lucky number: 13

23. Instruments: Used to play guitar but forgot most of it....

24. What am I wearing: Striped teeshirt and large black trouser

25. How many blankets I sleep with: 1, it’s too hot to have more in summer :( 

26. Dream job: I used to have one but one of my best friend stole it from me like...2 weeks ago ? 

27. Dream trip: Everywhere in the world is a dream tbh

28. Favorite food: I like Mexican food and everything that contains vegetables (I’m a vegetable freak)

29. Nationality: French 

30. Favorite song now: Red Flavor - Red Velvet

Tagging people I’d like to know more about and people I already love lol You don’t have to do it of course! @arimity @high-on-food @highanxietyclub @redgyeomie @th7thsense @j1ny0ung @ungiis @got7-markjinson @ahgaseposts @tuanmarkers @katbeom @god01jr @actualkpopgarbage @jaebosom @1-49cm @blacklioness15 @hadesalmighty @theawesomeprussia @everythings-koreanpop @marksseunie @blessjinyoung @taetaetuan !

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Multiples of 2 for the ask meme thing~

How can I win your heart?Are you happy with where you live?Thank you for the ask, sweetie!

2.)Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone?

I get good morning texts from both my boyfriend and my girlfriend!

4.)Do you find it easy to trust others?

For some reason - yes. I kinda hate it tbh, but I will overshare my whole life story with literally anyone. There are some very few things, though, that only the closest people to me know.

6.)You’re drunk and lost walking down the road; who is with you? 

So when I drink, I only drink with a special select few people. So either my three very close friends whom I drink with, my mother, or either or my partners.

8.) Are you close with your dad? 

Sadly not! I did used to be very close with him until he got remarried to a literal Satan incarnate. Now, when I text my dad, I can almost guarantee she’s the one replying and then deleting the messages before my dad can see them - sooooo

10.) What are you listening to? 

Right now - I’m just listening to the storm going on outside

12.)Do you like hickeys? 

Not really? I’m asexual, so it’s more-so like, “Why are you sucking on my skin, stop it.”

14.)Is there someone who continuously lets you down? 

My brothers :’^)

16.)Do you always answer your texts? 

I do! I always feel bad if I don’t respond hahaha.

18.)When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends? 

I just had a conversation with my best friend from highschool about my possible engagement!

20.) What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? 

Honestly, I don’t know. I usually try and imagine illness/injury fanfiction in my bed before heading off to sleep?? So probably that??

22.)Do you believe what goes around comes around? 

I do, actually! Karma plays a big role in the Wiccan faith!

24.) Is there someone you wish you could fix things with? 

Nope! I’m a burden barer and I don’t let go hahaha

26.)What colour is the shirt you are wearing? 

Pastel Pink and White!

28.)Is anyone ignoring you right now? 

Nope!

30.)Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the last person you kissed? 

The last person I kissed was my boyfriend - so if it was my girlfriend kissing him, I wouldn’t care no! Some random girl on the street though? I might me a little miffed haha.

32.) Are you mad at anyone?

Mmm, not really, no!

34.)How old will the last person you kissed be on his/her next birthday? 

It was my boyfriend, as mentioned above, and he will be 22!

36.) Do you have any summer plans yet? 

OKAY SO YES I DO. In August (counts as Summer, shut up, let me have this moment) I am going to be quitting my shitty factory job, then my girlfriend is flying over from NORTHERN IRELAND to shitty ol’ OHIO. All three of us are going to go on my family vacation to Florida for a week, and THEN after she goes back home - I’ll be going to college!

38.) Are you keeping anything from your best friend(s) now? 

I mean - there are things that I probably won’t tell them ever tbh. I DID however tell them my kink when I was very drunk once and they were like “Oh, that’s interesting.”

40.)Have you ever regretted kissing someone? 

My ex :’^)  I regret that whole relationship tbh.

42.)Are you available? 

Like what kind of available? To get pasta? CERTAINLY. To date? No - I’m very happy taken by the two loves of my life

44.) If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?

Okay, so I’ve had A LOT of piercings, but the only one I’ve kept was my septum. I miss my Medusa piercing a lot - so I’d say if I had the chance I would get that done again!

46.) Do you regret anything? 

ONLY EVERYTHING LEADING UP TO BEING 18 YEARS OLD, MY FRIEND

48.) Did you ever lose a best friend? 

So I had a best friend in highschool, and she left when we were going into our Sophomore year and then when I heard back from her only about three years later - she was married, had two kids, and lived in Germany.

50.) Why aren’t you pursuing the person you like? 

The only person I’m not pursuing that I like are fictional characters.

52.) Do you still talk with the person you LAST kissed? 

Everyday! He’s actually going to be coming home in a couple hours!

54.) Did you get any compliments today? 

I actually got a lot at work today, because I dyed my hair and cut my bangs. My TL thought I was a new associate so there’s that hahah. Also, my girlfriend showers me with compliments on the HOUR soooo - yes! I did! And if you, reading this, didn’t??? WELL GUESS WHAT YOU LOOK GREAT AND I LOVE YOU.

56.) Do you own anything from other countries? 

I mean, I’ve orders some anime figures from Japan - does that count? Hahhaha. I would also say a keychain my girlfriend sent me of her own art - and the little card she sent with it!

58.)Where have you lived most of your life? 

I have lived out the entirety of my life in Ohio.

60.) Have you ever played Spin the Bottle? 

Nope!

62.) Who do you text the most? 

Probably my girlfriend - I would say she ties with my boyfriend, but not really considering he and I live together, and she lives across the ocean hahaha.

64.) What’s preventing your current boyfriend/girlfriend from going back to their ex? 

Well, my for my boyfriend? I am his first and only girlfriend - so um.. nothing. And my girlfriend - I guess I’m just too amazing -flexes arm muscles-

66.)Is the last person you kissed younger than you? 

Nope! Older by 2 years!

68.)Are you happy with where you live? 

NOPE. I am moving into a new house in a couple weeks, which will be super nice because it’s gorgeous! BUT I still hate Ohio, and honestly would just like to move out of the United States.

70.)Are you a monogamous person or do you believe in open-ended relationships? 

Lololololo. If my previous answers didn’t answer this already, I don’t know what will hahah. I am in a polyamorous relationship - so DOWN WITH THE MONOGAMY. Just kidding - monogamy isn’t bad!

72.)What do you most like about making out? 

I don’t like it, hahah. Too much saliva and messy-ness. I like continuous kisses though! Just no more than like.. five.

74.) When you kiss someone for the first time, is it usually you who initiates it or the other? 

Hmmm, I’d say it’s about 50/50 tbh!

76.) Who was the last person you talked to last night before you went to bed?

Technically, my girlfriend over text! But then my boyfriend came to check on me, woke me up, and told me goodnight?? SO LIKE?? BOTH???

78.) Had sex with someone you didn’t know their name? 

Buddy... I am a virgin hahaha.

80.) Would you get involved with someone if they had a child already? 

Ehhhh?? Probably not?? I don’t like kids hahaha.

82.)Do you tell a lot of people when you have a crush? 

IF I HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE - LITERALLY EVERYONE AROUND ME IS GOING TO KNOW. I will stand up like a preacher at church and be like “you see this cute motherfucker? i have a crush on them.”

84.) Last time you slow danced with someone? 

Uhhh - I think I slow danced with my boyfriend one morning while making breakfast like a month or so ago?? But like at a DANCE? Probably my senior prom hahaha.

86.) How can I win your heart? 

Be a cat.

88.) What were you doing last night at 12 AM? 

SLEEPING because I wake up each morning at 5:30am.

90.)Have you ever gotten back in touch with an old flame after a time of more than 3 months of no communication? 

This is a fucking weirdly specific question??? But no, I haven’t.

92.) Do you prefer to date various people or do you pretty much fall into monogamous relationships quickly?

So I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend for 4 years, and then my girlfriend came along and I’m like “CAN I DATE HER PLEASE” and my boyfriend was like “sure go for it” and I was like “YEEEEE” but I wouldn’t date more than two people at a time tbh.

94.) Name four things that you wish you had! 

A lot of fucking money, a job I loved, a house right on the beach, and endless cookie dough.

96.)Have you ever kissed 2 people in one day? 

NOPE BUT I’M ABOUT TO IN AUGUST WHEN MY GIRLFRIEND VISITS. KISSES FOR BOTH MY PARTNERS ALL THE TIME. ALL DAY - EVERY DAY.

98.)Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr? 

I met my girlfriend on tumblr, hahaha. THIS tumblr, actually. BROUGHT TOGETHER BY KINK

100.)Anybody on Tumblr that you’d go on a date with? 

My girlfriend, hahaha. I could see myself going out on a friendly pizza date with a ton of you other kinksters though.

102.) Are you too shy to ask someone out? 

At the moment? No. In general - yes!

104.)Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you babe? 

YES. I LIVE FOR PET NAMES TBH.

106.)Do you flirt a lot? 

To the people I’m already dating - yes. I am a flirt master with them hahaha - or at least I think I am. I’m probably really bad at it hahahah.

108.)Have you kissed more than 5 people since the start of 2012? 

Nope!

110.) If you could kiss anyone who would it be? 

Time to get gay - I can’t wait to kiss my girlfriend tbh??? Like, she lives so far away and I JUST WANNA SMOOCH HER.

112.) Does someone like you currently? 

I mean, geez - I hope both my partners like me hahaha. Also, there is this forklift driver at work who is SUPER into me.

114.)Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings? 

I GET IN RELATIONSHIPS FOR THE LONG RUN - LIKE PUT A RING ON ME

116.)Are you happier single or in a relationship? 

I am most definitely happier in a relationship tbh. I am a super dependent person due to my history - and I really, REALLY hate being alone!

[jeongjarsofhannie]

Tagged by @won-of-a-kind for a get to know you tag Thank you for tagging me (つ◕౪◕)つ━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ 

Rules: Answer the questions and tag followers you would like to get to know better! but honestly thats all of you

So I’m tagging: @junchained-melody @jeongren @17dad @cheonsajeonghan1004 and @jeongahn

Name: Daphne 

Nicknames: Daph / Dash* (my preferred name)

Zodiac Sign: gemini/ cancer cusp

Height: 150cm (lawlz)

Orientation: straight as far as I know lol

Ethnicity:  Filipino-American

Favorite Fruit: but I like all fruit I guess pineapple?

Favorite Season: winter (I MISS SNOW SO MUCH)

Favorite Book: probably The Other Boleyn Girl series

Favorite Flower: white roses or pink carnations 

Favorite Scent: vanilla, Marc Jacobs daisy line

Favorite Colour: white and pastels technically white is the absence of color but everyone can fight me ʕง•ᴥ•ʔง

Favorite Animal: elephants!! 

Favorite Beverage: smoothies of any kind, tea

Average Sleep Hours: depends on if I’m on duty in the hospital, but roughly 6-8 hours every night

Favorite Fictional Character: Opal from steven universe (any steven universe character really)

Number of blankets you sleep with: if I’m in the philippines just one (sometimes two), but if I’m in the states usually between 3-5

Dream Trip: ireland, scotland, norway, korea, japan, I’m down for any adventure!

Blog Created: I made this blog around the time seventeens one fine day aired last year :)

Hogwarts House: literally took a quiz for this bc I dont read harry potter, it said I’m Hufflepuff 

Time Right Now: 7 something pm

Lucky Number: 4 probably

Last Thing I Googled: “harry potter house buzzfeed quiz”

Favorite Bands/groups: obviously seventeen and pristin (or any pledis artist bc im loyal af) 

Favorite Solo Artist: heize aka my girl crush in life (I also really love kisum)

Song stuck in my head: sweatpants by childish gambino

Last movie watched: get out

Last TV show watched: steven universe lol how old am I

Dream job: realistically nurse practitioner, but if I could be ANYTHING probably marine biologist or whoever gets to learn about the creepy depths of the ocean (I know you’re out there nessie) 

Following: 440 

Posts: 9,469

Do you get asks regularly: no but its okay :) I got my people and we talk when its necessary and I’m happy with that 

Do you have any other blogs: yasss but they aren’t as active

What I Post About: kpop 

Why you chose your url: bc jeonghan owns my soul

When Did My Blog Reach it’s Peak: oh god I hope it hasnt reached its peak yet

Second game:

rules: bold the statements that apply to you!

appearance:

i am 5′7″ or taller

i wear glasses

i have at least one piercing

i have blonde hair

i have brown eyes

i have short hair

my abs are at least somewhat defined

i have or have had  braces

there is something i would change about the way i look

personality:

my hogwarts house is: gryffindor hufflepuff ravenclaw slytherin

i am an introvert

i like meeting new people

people tell me that i’m funny

helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

i enjoy physical challenges 

i enjoy mental challenges

i’m playfully rude with people i know well

i started saying  something ironically and now i can’t stop saying it 

there  is something i would change about my personality

ability:

i can sing well

i  can play an instrument

i can do over 30 pushups without stopping

i’m a fast runner

i can draw well

i have a good memory     

i’m  good at doing math in my head

i can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

i have beaten at  least 2 people in arm wrestling

i know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

i know how to throw a proper punch

hobbies:

i enjoy playing sports

i’m  on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

i’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

i have learned a new song in the past week

i work out at least once a week

i’ve gone for runs at least once a week 

i have drawn something in the past month

i enjoy writing 

fandoms are my #1 passion

i do or have done martial arts

experiences:

i have had my first kiss

i have had alcohol

i have scored the winning goal in a sports game 

i have watched an entire season of a tv show in one sitting 

i have been at an overnight event

i have been in a  taxi (22 and no license ayeeeee)

i  have been in the hospital or er in the past year (I work in a hospital)

i have beaten a video game in one day

i have visited another country

i have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts

relationship:

i’m in a relationship

i have a celebrity crush

i have a crush on someone i know

i have been in at least 3 relationships

i have never been in a relationship

i have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

i get crushes easily

i have had a crush on someone for over a year

i have been in a relationship for at least a year

i  have had feelings for a friend

my life:

i have at least one person i consider a “best friend”

i live close to my school 

my parents are still together

i have at least one sibling

i live in the united states (only part time though)

there is snow right now where i live

i   have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month 

i have a smartphone

i have at least 15 cds

i share my room with someone

random shit:

i have breakdanced

i  know a person named jamie

i  have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

i have dyed my hair

i’m listening to one song on repeat right now  

i have punched someone in the past week 

i know someone who has gone to jail

i have broken a bone

i have eaten a waffle today

i know what i want to do with my life

i speak at least 2 languages fluently

i have made a new friend in the past year