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panthrology · 5 months

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WE MISS YOU ! ★ SATOSUGU

suguru thinks it cant hurt to show his dear boyfriend what he's been missin'.

★cw: satosugu x reader, filming, sending stuffz (all consensual, so don't fret), lil bit of anal stuff - it's not so serious, squirting, dirty talk, this is set in season 1 except suguru n satoru made up n didn't die because im gonna be on an angst vibe l8r, reader, toru and sugu are dating yupp. if you can't already tell, this is not proofread ☠️🙏🏽

being in a poly relationship with satosugu is basically the epitome of spontaneity. you have to essentially teach yourself to expect the unexpected.

the unexpected being suguru coming home before satoru from a mission late into the night and suddenly getting the urge to play with your pretty pussy.

he's got your legs spread wide and panties pulled to the side, dark lashes fluttering down at your swollen cunt.

his expression is nothing drastic, but simply seeing his lips part as each glob of slick dribbles out of your hole has you wriggling in excitement. he's mesmerised.

“so wet..” he's so quiet you almost missed him—that, and the rough pad of his thumb finding its way on your clit, pressing down on it just to hear you mewl.

steadily, he sinks his middle finger inside, adding his ring finger shortly after.

the intrusion of his thick fingers has you keening, widening your knees for him as you lean your head back against the cool pillow.

he catches the sound immediately, hooded eyes flitting to your face and holding eye contact for seconds. you've never been able to look suguru in his eyes for very long, his natural bedroom eyes never fail to stir the pot of sin in your stomach.

suguru keeps the talking on a minimum tonight, too focused on the way your walls suck him in like you don't wanna let him go. he licks his lips and eases them deeper, adopting a moderately slow yet dizzying rhythm as he buries himself down to the last knuckle in your sopping cunt. his brows furrow with intrigue when you whine, watching the way you heave your chest to catch the air that's constantly being pushed out your lungs.

you look down between your spread thighs to see his two fingers stuffed inside, glistening in your sticky cream.

the filthy sight makes suguru exhale shakily, leaning his head forward to take a closer look. you cringe while he practically inspects your pussy, biting your lip to quieten a moan that flows from your throat when he begins picking up the pace. he's scissors your walls open for him and the sloppy squelches coupled with your whines makes suguru feel light.

the sorcerer pulls away to ground himself for a moment, sliding his fingers out of you and pops the wet digits in his mouth, leaving you feeling empty.

he grunts at your taste, taking long sucks and sighing when he lets them go.

seconds go by before he touches you again, and the feeling of not being filled by something itches your entire being. however; before you can even protest, suguru lets something slip that as your eyes widening.

“i wanna show satoru.”

it was both a statement and a question, looking at your face for any signs of distaste or discomfort. when he gets nothing but silent shock from you, he asks again. “can i, sweetheart?”

truth be told, the three of you have made mini movies before, only when shitfaced drunk.

but if you truly disliked them, you would've deleted them from your secured album long ago.

it has you thinking, fidgeting your pedicured toes in excitement. props to suguru, he might've just unlocked a new kink.

“yeah, yeah. let's show ‘toru,” you agree with shortened breath, nodding your head. a cat-like grin stretches on his lips and he reaches for his phone on the bedside table, your heart hammers in excitement as the phone unlocks with an audible click. the idea of showing your other lover the nastiness that you were up to while he's on a late night mission thrilled you.

once suguru has the camera app open and set to video, his amber eyes flicker to yours a final time to make sure you're completely okay with it. his green light is your subtle nod with your bottom lip between your teeth and he presses the red button.

suguru speaks up, wasting absolutely no time with his voice low, “look what you're missin’ out on ‘toru.” he lowers his free hand down to part your pussy lips with his index and middle finger—the milky white webs sticking on your puffed folds. he curses. “we miss you baby.”

he angles the phone a tad bit closer when he slips his fingers back inside, your hot walls spasming around him and he groans. “she's so tight ‘n wet. look at how much she loves it when I stuff her.” he sighs, resuming his rhythm of deep finger fucking your creamy cunt open. “you like havin’ our fingers stretchin’ you out, don't you?” his thumb is back on your clit, gliding along the skin in steady circles.

you feel good, lips parted as whines escape from your throat. his nasty words and being put on display has your lips twitching upwards. “uh huh—i love it suguru..”

he smiles endearingly as you babble, quickening the pace of his fingers before they tilt upwards, the tips of his fingers rub up on that cushiony spot. his dick throbs when you moan, the sound to slutty and raw. his amber orbs observe the way your hips raise off the bed and thighs quake, continuing his abuse on your g-spot. his admiration for how responsive you are took the spotlight tonight, his jaw remaining slacked like he forgot how to close it. “tell satoru how you're feeling, sweetheart.”

your words slur clumsily, white hot pleasure clouding all reason in your brain. “oooh, feels s'fucking good, ‘toru..right there—” you wail, reaching around your legs to grip the back of your thighs to keep yourself from falling apart too quickly.

it seems that your boyfriend before you had other plans though, because he speeds up his circles on your clit, coaxing more slick to drip from your cunt with every push and pull of his broad digits.

yet when a thought flashes through his mind, he pulls his fingers out with a swift motion, your now empty hole gaping slightly as you whine in frustration. with heavy breath, suguru slides his thumb along the trail of your milky slick that pools down to your ass and presses the pad of his thumb against the puckered hole.

a choked sob echoes from you when you feel the tip of his thumb breaching past your rim for a couple of seconds, zooming the camera in on the way both of your messy holes tense and squeeze at his actions. “oh my god…?!” you squeak, sounding almost devoid of oxygen due how bad you were caught off guard.

you're so far gone, the sheer shock of him messing with your asshole has your skin firing. satoru likes to toy with it when he takes you from behind but never went past the ring of muscle.through your glassy eyes, you can see sugur watching your face with a devilish grin with his phone in hand. that nasty fuck.

he retracts his thumb as quickly as he put it in, ring and middle finger pushing into your pussy again and ramming them in and out of your hole. the overwhelming stimulation brings your lost orgasm back to the pit of your belly, squealing with a lazy hand over your mouth and hot tears streaming down your face. it's intense, legs bouncing, gasping for air, curling your fingers into the sheets—

you're squirting before you can warn suguru, the fierce gush of your fluids drench his black sweats and slightly on his phone that he holds, jerking his own head back in surprise. you feel like your head’s been shoved underwater, the sounds of your pussy squelching muffled as your teary eyes roll all the way back in mind numbing pleasure.

“shiiit, look at that,” suguru coos as he watches you spritz all over him with amazed eyes. he uses a thumb to wipe his back camera, watching the video clear up a bit as you continue to cum, cum cum. “so nasty, can't help but squirt all over me.”

he finds himself addicted to the sight—drool seeping past your lips, legs hiked up in the air hair all messed up—he just fucking moans. he wants to see more. suguru juts his wrist back and forth, and practically pounds your pussy with his fingers and palm. “c'mon, c'mon..gimme another. show ‘toru how messy that sweet cunt is.”

the overstimulation burns through the pleasure, gripping his wrist with deathening grip as you squirm on the now wet bedsheets.

“fuckk, fuuuuck! i feel it, ‘toru!” you rasp, legs spread so wide, such a sinful image on his phone and suguru chuckles

“hear that? she misses you baby. c’mon pretty, show us how you cum,” he encourages, taking delight in the way you still momentarily as your cunt squelches louder, louder.

the second wave of your orgasm hits you like three trucks—crying and sobbing while suguru records you squirting on his fingers and the bed for the second time tonight, hypnotised praises falling from his lips.

when he pulls his fingers out he brings his phone forward, making sure to showcase your wet thighs and the thick cream that drips down to your ass and spreads your thighs. “jesus..y’did so well honey.” the sorcerer murmurs, taking his gentle palm and rubbing it on the expanse of your soft tummy, watching you shake and come down from your ridiculously intense orgasm.

you're barely even conscious as you hear his phone chime and watch suguru tap away on his phone through blurry eyes. he sets his phone aside and through your post nut haze, you can just about hear the buzz of your phone.

hopefully, satoru will like his little we miss you present.

BONUS.

Satoru wipes the sweat from his brow as he prepares to slip his blindfold back on, fiddling with the black elastic fabric around his head. The chilling bite of the night air prickles against his neck as he watches the remains of a curse disintegrate into nothingness. With a gentle sigh, he tucks his hands back into his pocket, feeling around for his mobile. His tall frame leans against the nearby brick wall and pulls out his phone, scrolling through his messenger chats to find Ijichi’s number for a ride back home. but through one free eye, he clicks on a notification.

3 new messages from suguboo 😮‍💨, sweetness 🩷, you.

God, he really needed to think of a name for that group chat.

suguboo 😮‍💨: ① video 01:47 AM suguboo 😮‍💨: miss you hon ☺️ next time you'll know not to piss yaga off and make him send you on a long ass mission when you could've done it in broad daylight. 01:47 AM suguboo 😮‍💨: love you, get home safe. 01:48 AM

And as Satoru clicked onto the video he felt his cock swell so fast, his mouth parted while he watched suguru finger and play with you. he felt so perverted, yet so lucky for having two lovers who'd send him something so lewd. he exhaled heavily as he tilted his head up to the sky, bringing a large hand to massage the bulge beneath his dark blue slacks.

you reacted “🤤” to suguboo 😮‍💨 opened.

typing..

you: you guys are TRYING to kill me. 02:25 AM

★ authors note: poly satosugu has been in my mind for a while and i fear that this just the beginning. i wanted to be done w this earlier but wtv ENJOY!

#gojo smut #geto smut #jjk smut #gojo x reader #jujitsu kaisen smut #satosugu #satosugu x reader #★—spicy ☄️#★—NEPTNSZN #satoru gojo x reader #geto x reader #bout time i make my masterlist before i lose my things

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lintubintu · 5 months

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Kot Kot Review

I like Kot Kot a lot.

Despite the almost harsh difference between the intro and how the song progresses, it´s not too out there.

The music seems chaotic and structured, is melodic, nostalgic and two-faced more out of necessity than provocation, and it´s ongoing. It spirals.

There is a lovely moodiness to it that seems mature and balanced, deliberately using the intro as a bridge again and repurposing the funky "kot kot" into something that softens into the lighter part of the song. The change of pace is noticeable but not alarming and almost hopeful.

Kot Kot is not a big song nor does it exist to troll. It enjoys being silly with the chicken theme and builds a narrative that can be purposely misunderstood by people who don´t like him.

During my first listen I was a little confused but intrigued by the seemingly contradicting parts that adapt well by the second listen. Pop and Rap evolve from clashing into shaking hands.

It feels a bit like a song nobody would put on an album anymore because it is deemed barely good enough to keep up with its fellow, more popular tunes. It stands on its own where others see a filler track.

Overall, it makes me have more hope for the album now; for it to be an album and not just a compilation of Singles.

I wouldn´t be surprised if this song was the opening number, nor would I be shocked to not find an Intro at all – Kot Kot is an introduction in itself.

From what I understand of the lyrics, it also is the first song of his that makes me want to know more about him as a lyricist.

To start the song of with MAYDAY is a deliberate choice because the song is not what it seems.

It´s soft spoken and not a shrill cry for help but knows of something that already affects the narrator enough that reaching out soon is imminent. It´s a literal stress signal.

The teaser made me think the protagonist in this song was simply sick of being treated like someone doomed to continue staging a party for others.

Relying on translations and interpretations of this song, the protagonist seems to realise that their lifestyle will rather leave them with very little time spent having fun with friends – because even the party-goers have gone to bed earlier than them.

Those that tried to keep up with them may have lost their step and had to give in to their own different schedules, or are worse off for keeping them company. So their company diminishes further.

There might be little life beyond the lifestyle, the sobering thought that solitude is too close within reach for comfort – the time left after work cannot always be shared nor of quality due to their schedule.

A double blow. Real life and bonding has to be spent in time confetti. Throughout it all, the silliness persists.

Rather laughable is the Explicit rating of this song. Was it the Perhana!?

The ending is a jumpscare, them finally being silly, breaking the cycle. But at the same time, it´s a rooster greeting the morning – the protagonist worked the night away.

For a moment, you are relieved the song is over. And then you play it again.

I would love for the upcoming album to be a concept album.

This song seems to divide people in a different way than songs before it did.

Some of you seem puzzled, others more neutral than hateful, none of the dislike so far is really loud.

The timing might be a bit unfortunate – song releases at this hour have the same problems as the protagonist in Kot Kot.

And even if you really don´t like this song, I fell that there will be something on the album that you will like.

It´s ok to not like things and it doesn´t have to be justified.

Still, I am interested to hear what you don´t like about this song because I think it makes for a worthwhile conversation and I like interacting with you.

Let´s do that while we have the time.

#käärijä #kaarija #kot kot #700 words #no idea why I wrote this much #if you know don´t tell me #I seem to like this song #I like Kot Kot a lot lot #let me know what you think #all typos are due to it being 4:30am and my eyes being drIer than modern-day European soil #btw did you hear me make the chicken sound in the end?#I´m also a bird #lintu out

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kittttycakes · 6 months

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red currant

Read on AO3 here. No one can outrun grief, not even Morpheus, formerly Dream of the Endless. Grief is patient, and it will wait, even in the aisles of a grocery store, to take him into its arms and hold him tight. contents: Dreamling, human Morpheus, post-Kindly Ones, mild gore, brief discussion of food-related issues, grief

At first, Morpheus was too busy dealing with a body that needed things. It was often too cold, its joints ached terribly, and it took him longer than he cared to admit to recognize what hunger and thirst actually felt like. The latter came with their own host of indignities, not least of which was the seeming inability to properly digest dairy, and a strong aversion to certain textures, no matter how appealing the food in question might be in theory.

Hob both understood, and didn’t. He was always warm, something Morpheus deeply envied, even if he wouldn’t admit to it aloud. He too struggled, sometimes, with food, albeit in a much different way; the cupboards were often overfull before being carefully culled for in-date products to donate away, and he ate to uncomfortable excess on occasion, as if he forgot that there would be more for the foreseeable future.

There was also the question of fashioning a life out of nothing. Morpheus was dragged to a tiny shop in an out of the way street and photographed for a passport purchased in cash, along with all other relevant cards and certificates that made someone human. He was, with great effort, persuaded to allow the doctor with kind eyes who still made house calls to examine him, who pronounced him to be in fair health and left him with a number of pamphlets on proper nutrition. He came to know how to use a phone in practice, instead of merely in theory.

But Hob couldn’t stay with Morpheus in the flat forever, and Morpheus threw himself into the process of becoming human. He spent long hours reading, books he once would have known simply by touching their spine, learned instead page by page and word by word. He slept more often than he thought an adult human might need, and he spent time submerged in the bathtub, topping up the hot water the second it began to grow tepid. He played music on Hob’s speakers, any album that Hob owned, and didn’t stop to think why he couldn’t bear to sit still without distraction.

Because Morpheus was fine. He had been trapped in a human body in a glass cage for a century; being suddenly and irrevocably shoved into the same form, pieced back together lovingly by hands he could not bear to contemplate, was almost a familiar feeling. He had not felt hunger or thirst or pain in that prison, but to discover them for himself was not mind-breaking. He endured, and he allowed Hob to care for him, and he did not let himself be otherwise.

But all things, as he came to know, must change.

He was alone in the shop around the corner from Hob’s flat. In exactly seventy-four minutes, Hob would be home for tea, and they were, inexplicably, entirely out of jam, which meant that he could not have jam on toast for tea, and that was entirely unacceptable.

To Hob’s unending surprise, Morpheus liked the shop, just as he liked the park at noon when all manner of people were milling about, and the pub of an evening when it was full and loud and bright. He did not want to speak with people, but he wanted to be within them, surrounded by them, the rise and fall of their voices, and Hob hadn’t asked him why. He had, instead, shown him a website dedicated to ambient noise, and told him that he could have the coffee shop in the flat all day if he wanted, if that was what he liked.

Morpheus was standing in front of the shelves dedicated to all manner of spreads, contemplating the relative merits of strawberry (a known quantity, which he liked very much) or red currant (unknown, untested, but also free of any bits, which he disliked very much, and red, which was a promising color when it came to foods), when he reached for a jar to peer at it up close, and instead met the hand of the shopper beside him, who had crept up without his awareness and reached for the exact same jar at the exact same moment.

He withdrew his hand, out of courtesy, and began to offer an apology as the woman beside him did the same, and neither of them kept hold of the jar, which fell, end over end, until it landed with a very final sounding smash at their feet. The woman stepped back with a small cry of alarm, and Morpheus stood, as if rooted to the very ground itself, and contemplated the slightly wobbling red mess in front of him. Vaguely, he was aware of the woman stepping to the end of the aisle to catch the attention of a shop worker, who would undoubtedly gather cleaning supplies and in fifteen minutes, it would be as if it had never happened at all.

There was a scent, a cloying sweetness that rose from the shattered remains of the jam jar, a scent that Morpheus was unsure anyone else had noticed, or that was perhaps unique to him as he stood, still and unmoving, a buzzing in his ears, like the whine of a particularly persistent fly, and he moved his hand as if to shoo it away and clean up the mess besides only to blink and see—

Viscera, deep and red as rubies; he was walking through a field of carnage, each step staining him further, gore working its way over his feet to his ankles—why had they bled? they were never flesh and blood (but that was a lie, a lie he told himself again and again and again—they had been flesh and blood to him) and he was walking towards the end of all things, or maybe just the end of himself, and it was quiet, so quiet, an unearthly silence so vast that it nearly swallowed him whole and he felt it, a physical thing, the shattering of all that he was, all that he was ever meant to be, but it hurt less than he thought it might, and for a moment, just a moment, he thought it was over, the power gone, until—he had never felt so hollow, and he tried to reach out, to feel the warm familiarity of uncountable minds of his creation and those entirely independent of himself, human and creature alike, and found only an unending void, he had thought it quiet before but this, this was true nothingness, an abyss in which there was only him, and him alone and he was nothing, nothing, nothing at all—

“—all right, duck? Just a bit of jam on your boots and trousers, nothing that won’t wipe right off, I’m sure, and no staining to worry about, not with that very sensible black, hides a world of sin, doesn’t it?”

The woman was standing near him, close enough to feel the warmth emanating from her, and once, he would have known her name. She was not touching him, only hovering a hand quite near him, as she continued, voice even more gentle.

“Let’s just step to the side, and we can get out of everyone’s way while they clean up.”

For one horrible, painful moment, he thought she might say more, might even offer to call someone for him, the look in her eyes well-meaning, but horribly perceptive. He could not bear to be seen. It was enough to jolt him into motion, and he nodded, somewhat stiffly, and moved away from the puddle of jam. The arrival of the shop worker, complete with cleaning supplies, distracted the woman long enough for Morpheus to enact his escape, abandoning any thoughts of tea or toast as he made his way, with single minded determination, back to the flat.

It was too quiet on his walk back, and it was too quiet inside the flat, the soft tick of the clock on the mantle and the gentle hum of the refrigerator not enough, never enough. Hob would be home in fifty-three minutes, and it was not enough.

He burnt the paper in the sink, watching it crumble in on itself and smolder into ash, not knowing if it would even work, being as he was. Morpheus waited, hands gripping the cold porcelain of the sink, his knuckles nearly white enough to match. She would understand, his sister. She would know what it was like. She could tell him what to do, how to live, now, that he was apart from the only piece of himself that he had ever cared for, no matter how imperfectly he had done so. He could not abide being so terribly, horribly alone, with only the sound of his own voice in his head to keep him company. There was no consciousness within him, save for his own.

Morpheus did not hear her enter the flat. She had always been so good at silence, slipping into spaces like smoke. Her hand, when she laid it over his own, was slightly clammy, and so painfully familiar that it made his chest ache.

“Brother,” she said, and he tried to speak, to greet her in return, but found that he could not force the words past his lips. She would know, he thought, she would understand.

She led him to the couch, pulling him to sit beside her, and Despair enfolded Morpheus in her arms.

#dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #despair of the endless #the sandman fanfic

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twisted-tales-of-all · 1 year

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ATEEZ as Boyfriends

Anon request: Can I get a headcannon of what you think Yunho would be like as a boyfriend, a totally mysterious anon don't mind me

Let’s jump into the basics of the universe as we explore how each member of ATEEZ would act as partners, in age order. There are around 1700 words total in this dive, and this post is only the SFW headcanons for the boys, so it’s super fluffy.

Reminder: These are my own assumptions and not to be taken as truth. Take my opinions with a grain of salt. This is fiction.

SEONGHWA

Seonghwa is a massive giver. He's highly attentive to people he's close to and would be especially so for his partner. He will take the lead in the relationship if he can, using physical touch often to lead his partner around and protect them from dangers. He'll use any excuse to hold their hand or touch their shoulder. He wants to be touching you whenever you're together, half to remind himself that it isn't a dream and half because he wants everyone to know you are together. Although he'd be expressive in complimenting you, always making sure to point out small specifics he loves about you instead of simply calling you pretty/handsome/gorgeous, he would be very shy when you compliment him in the same way, smiling and getting red as he avoids your eyes. As an idol, he would know that he can't share your existence with everyone, but he ensures to subtly remind those who can know often that you are his partner, and makes sure you know that you are one of the happiest aspects of his life.

HONGJOONG

Hongjoong is a quiet lover. He's often focused on work, so there's a high chance his partner becomes a muse for him. He doesn't put the full focus on his lover in his life as he's such a hard-working and ambitious person, and wouldn't want his lover to focus all their energy on him either. He'd be supportive towards whatever his partner wants to do, but he'd be clumsy in his expression of it. He's all smiles whenever his partner comes to him proud of themselves, but will stumble over his words when congratulating them. Often, this leads to the dynamic mimicking those middle-school crushes who would pick on one another, but it works. He'd also be a photographer boyfriend; he has an ever-growing album of (mostly) candid photos of his lover for himself to look back on whenever they aren't together. Although he's quiet and doesn't want to show you off, he'd like to match aspects or styles of outfits with you - matching accessories, phone cases, or pops of color. As an idol, he's the type to massively weigh the pros and cons of opening up to the fans but might accidentally mention having a partner during a casual livestream. However, he'd be exceptionally careful not to reveal any details about you.

YUNHO

Yunho is such a sweetheart. He wants to be touching his partner constantly, as physical touch is an important love language to him. Most of the dates that he plans will revolve around sharing food, as he loves to see his lover eating well and enjoying his choices. He's a planner; he'll sit there and make sure everything is perfect in his mind before even telling his partner about the idea. Ever see a puppy prancing around happy to show off his favorite toy? That's Yunho with his lover. He wants to introduce them to all his friends, and he's extremely attentive to how he affects you. Holding you gently, shielding you without being obvious about it, and meeting you on your level during conversations whenever he can. He's also very attentive to your emotional state. He learns all your tells and likes and dislikes, so he can know how to help you when you need him. As an idol, this is someone who pouts at management for asking him not to reveal his partner to fans. While he understands their reasoning, he wants to share such a big happy part of his life with ATINY.

YEOSANG

Yeosang is another quiet lover, but different than Hongjoong. He will express himself through small touches and quality time. He doesn't need to talk to his lover all the time - feeling their presence is enough to improve his mood. I feel like he's prone to overstimulation, so body doubling with the occasional hand touch may be the best thing for him. Just let him quietly sit with you as you're busy working or vice versa, and he couldn't be happier. He's very expressive when he talks, and would love to make his partner laugh more than anything. Although he has a very clear sense of humor, he pays attention to what works best with his lover and uses it. Their smile and laugh constantly make him beam, especially if he causes it. I think he's silently protective, using himself as a barrier - both physical and emotional - between you and uncomfortable situations or people. Because of this, I think he'd be far too wary of the potential cons of revealing you to ATINY, so he wouldn't (unless he's announcing his marriage).

SAN

San is a gem. He's clingy and easily excitable and often impulsive. This doesn't change with his partner. He will often spontaneously do things for his lover, even if they told him not to, because he wants to show his love. He will be one of the most supportive people in his partner's life and will be extremely giddy about all the things they do and the goals they reach, little or big. However, he's also very sensitive to how he treats other people and becomes extremely picky when in a relationship - must get the timing perfect, must find the best possible way to say something; man becomes a perfectionist when it involves his lover and their emotions. Early on, he will seriously sit them down just to talk about pet names, because he wants to choose ones that are meaningful and deliberate while ensuring that his partner doesn't have any negative feelings towards them. He wants to use your name sparingly in the deepest moments, like the first time he says he loves you, so that it's more meaningful. Although he's the happy-go-lucky type and would want to deal with his negative emotions out of his partner's view (at least in the beginning), he would always want to know when his partner is unwell, even if only slightly. In terms of revealing you to his fans, it will take a long time for him to take any risks. Although he's trusting of his fandom, he wants to keep you safe, so he often pushes those parts of his life away from one another.

MINGI

Mingi changes a lot as the relationship progresses and he becomes more relaxed around you. Although he's always going to be his quirky and giggly self, he becomes somewhat shy when beginning to talk to his partner. Even for a bit after becoming officially exclusive, he will tone himself down slightly, as he'd be a bit worried about scaring them away. He would be the type to use subtle touches to remind his partner that he's there for them, and he'd like very much to be a rock for his partner. He's comforting and affectionate and will show softer PDA without much hesitation. He loves holding your hand and giving you hugs, regardless of who sees you. He's also big on mental health and might linger over your well-being more than the others, but it's always in good faith and you know he's simply trying to help you. He'll leave little notes or texts for his partner when they are apart for any amount of time, and will constantly show his love rather than saying it. Mingi wouldn't have to tell the fans about the relationship; ATINY would simply ask after pictures of the couple flood the internet. He's a bit careless with it because he believes love should be expressed openly. When his fans ask about it, he would have a hard time hiding his giddiness while answering, so everyone would know regardless.

WOOYOUNG

Wooyoung is the definition of middle-school love. He will pick on and tease his partner constantly and want the energy returned tenfold. He's an actions-over-words person, so prepare for constant clinging when he has high energy. Despite being very fun and loud and chaotic, the relationship will often bounce between times of silence and chaos, as he likes to focus on one thing at a time with all of his energy. When he's at work or focused on a project, he might forget to message you back, but he will make up for those silent days by giving you his ultimate attention when you're together. Suddenly, work doesn't exist - nothing else exists but the two of you - because you're with him. He will ask you an ocean of questions once you move past the initial teasing, wanting to learn anything and everything about you as soon as he can. He'll be sure to plan dates you've mentioned enjoying or do things with you that you've expressed interest in. ATINY would have no idea you exist because he separates work and private life so well. Why would they have any reason to believe he has a lover when he's always expressing his undying love for his members and fans anyway? It doubles as the perfect way to keep you safe from toxic fans.

JONGHO

Jongho is reserved as a lover. Although he is extremely caring and appreciative of everything you do for him and with him, he expresses his love in subtle ways. He never forgets important dates, whether that's birthdays and anniversaries or simply when you have an appointment. He always makes sure you leave on time and with everything you need for wherever you're going, and will always give sweet little kisses before you leave and when you arrive. He'll learn your favorite songs and artists to have an impromptu karaoke session with you while you're relaxing together, and will always have the next date planned out before you even have time to think about it. He's protective and slightly possessive but silent about it. He shows it most by keeping his hand on the small of your back or his arm wrapped around your waist in public, especially if you're wearing something more revealing. He would prefer you dress modestly in public, but would never fight you on your outfit choice, so he simply proves to everyone that you are his with these small actions that become a habit to you. He won't say that he loves you very often, but you will always feel loved by him. He wouldn't want to share you with ATINY, and he would only express that he has a partner to stop delusions from progressing too far. He'll know exactly when to say it and when not to.

#kpoparchives #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop headcanons #ateez #atz #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez headcanons #boyfriend ateez #ateez ot8 #ateez ot8 imagines #ateez ot8 scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez requests

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imrllytootiredforthis · 1 year

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BROOO STOPPP 🐟 ANON QITH THE BRIGHT IDEAS I WAS HAVING A BAD DAY BUT THAT LITTLE YANDERE FELIX STORY BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFEEEE i feel like most of the yandere stories i come across are the ones where he’s crazy possessive i saw one fic one time where the idol had y/n kidnapped and under house arrest until she learned to “behave” and not try to escape like ummm…🗿

but that sweet little yandere felix where he’s just obsessed with you and utterly in love. maybe stalking is ok if it’s fefe like he just has to know all your preferences so he can appeal to you the most before any other guy comes along and tries to take you away from him :((( and then he can casually bring up some of your interests under the guise of having them in common with you (when in reality he’s memorized your schedules, where you go to eat, shop, your hobbies, likes and dislikes, favorite things, etc etc) also he would definitely keep a secret notebook to keep track of things about you like a list of everything you like and hate. & on his phone he’d definitely have a hidden album with thousands of candids of you he’s taken secretly whether it’s of you out in public when he’s “watching over you from afar to make sure you’re safe” or pictures at home, pictures of you sleeping, or in the shower or getting changed bc he saves pictures like that for nights he steals your panties

and he’s just so in love with you he’d let you do absolutely ANYTJING to him. ruin him, dress him up all pretty, put him on a leash and drag him around the apartment like a pet (omg yes making him kneel in front of you on the couch like a good kitty for hours while you do other things and he waits so patiently bc he’d do anything to make you happy), tie him up, and his faveee: treating him all softly and lovingly, whispering praising to him, telling him that he’s the only one for you, stroking his hair and body softly while he cums the hardest he’s ever came:(( poor baby just can’t take you doing something so dirty while being so sweet to him and the fact that it’s YOU of all people making him feel that way makes his head all hazy

in conclusion: felix the sweetest yandere sub he just wants to be with you for life and doesn’t want anyone to take you away from him!!!

-🎀

no because one of the reasons i love sub!yandere so much is because i'm not really into the whole kidnapping and controlling and domineering type thing,

with sub lixie it's definitely straight up obsession, wanting to be anything and everything to please you, doing whatever you want-his only goal is to make you happy.

he learns everything he can about you and memorizes it, commits your favourite flower to memory-he knows if you're allergic, he knows if you think roses are overrated, he knows which one you like and what makes you love them so much, whether it be a memory or the way it smells or if you simply like the way it looks.

he knows all of your interests and tries his very best to get into them so that he can talk to you about them<3, suggesting you go out together to do them or if you could teach him more to get better so he can spend more time with you

he knows all your favourite places, he'll buy you plane tickets and plan a whole vacation for you to go on together-coincidently in your favourite city or somewhere you've been wanting to go to for a long time.

date nights are the best because he knows just what you like, the chocolates you one mentioned that you loved, the restaurant that you had said you wanted to try but was too expensive, the movie you said made you happy and the one scene in it that you'd gushed about how it was the most romantic thing you'd ever seen.

baby gets off to whatever you want him to, as long as you're enjoying it he is. so needy and desperate that every touch is something he worships, each kiss is with a kind of passion and love that like it's your last

he's more than willing to get down on his knees and worship everything that is you, treating it like it's a privilege to even be around you

degrading him and humiliating him is nothing, step on him and call him a dirty little perv, dress him up in the panties that he's stolen from you and the tiniest little skirts, take pictures and spit on him and drag him around in a leash in collar. he loves every second, taking it all without a peep (other than moans and whimpers for more).

anything and everything and he'll take and take with no complaint, still looking at you with a kind of admiration as if you were the one that hung the stars in the sky

praising he loves so, so, so, so, so much tho<33. soft touches and even softer words, calling him pretty and adorable and your sweet little kitty, he feels his heart fluttering and cock throbbing and is a million percent sure in that moment that this is the thing he was made for,

to please and make you happy, to adore and love you, to see that sly smile on your face and receive your gentle kisses as you call him yours-only yours-the possessiveness in your tone, the way a dark glint that enters your eyes when you tell him that no one else will ever have him like you do,

god it drives him insane, it makes every other thing go away because all that really matters is you and he needs nothing else in this world except for you and to see you so adamant that he is yours makes him know that you feel the same way

#inbox💌#sub!yandere #sub yandere #lee felix x reader #felix x reader #lee felix smut #felix smut #yandere felix #sub stray kids #sub skz #stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #hard thoughts #stray kids hard thoughts

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stormblessed95 · 8 months

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Hi Stormblessed (dope name btw),

Don't know if this is the best place for this essay or the right time but I need to word-vomit this out, or I'm gonna be a JK-style spaced out zombie all day.

It's a truth universally acknowledged that a big part of the fandom tends to mis-characterize the members based on edits, fanfics and out-of-context clips. Something probably mostly to do with how social media platforms have been pushing for these short videos over the last few years. Why watch 300 hours of original content (some of which is behind a paywall) if you can get the gist of it (you think) from TikToks?

My particular point has to do with how that allows for the narrative (aka made up shit) especially around Jimin to grow. All of the members get that treatment, the maknaes worse due to their popularity, but due to how a big part of Army are also tkk shippers, Jimin is the one who's portrayal often skews more negative. The others' perceptions just are neutral or fantastical in a sense that they're more like badly written male leads. Don't get me wrong, solos throwing around bs is nothing singular to him but no one gets accused (said completely seriously btw) of sleeping his way into BTS or the release of his album.

After I saw this vitriol for the first time I had to actually sit down because wtf.

And then I started wondering why that is, and came to the conclusion that it is:

(Internalized) misogyny and sexism

Blatant homophobia

Jimin is the member the most obviously in tune of his femininity. He hasn't subscribed to gender norms for a decade at least, and once his hyper-masculine-esque persona from the debut days was dismissed, he ventured further. (That isn't to dismiss the growth they all have shown in that area.)

But antis, akgaes, Solos and shippers take that femininity and apply every stereotype and misogynistic idea to JM.

Traits they f.e. hate:

He is openly flirty with many people (members especially)

He is very physical, and touch is arguably one of his love languages and go-to way of comforting smn

He is pretty af and knows it

He's sensual and sexy and knows it

He's cute

He's sweet (aka a good fucking human)

But why does that make "them" hate him so much?

Because they have been taught that these traits in women (like themselves) are bad. What makes it worse, however, is that the men around JM all know these things to be true, acknowledge them as true and compliment him on them. In the case of JK (since this is about Jikook at the end of the day):

He loves flirty JM despite sometimes not knowing how to handle him (ehem the 'shameless convo'). He flirts back (fe the whole live where he was in bed begging for JM to come over)

Tkkers and such love pulling the "JK hates it" card. Which is nonsense, considering how he seeks JM's comfort when he's down (esp during concerts), actively cuddles JM (In The Soop) and never uses all his big muscles to shove JM but rather to just carry him around. Compare that to the jokingly disgusted face Yoongi pulls when Tae tries to hold his hand, and it becomes glaringly obvious that no one who says the members dislike touching each other has a leg to stand on. Calling it harassment goes so far beyond any line of sanity...

JK - like all of BTS - acknowledges that Jimin's beauty is simply out of this world. They are regularly stunned by his appearance

Just gonna point to JK's reaction to Filter, Blood Sweat & Tears, Black Swan, and Set Me Free pt 2 here. JK calls JM sexy so often it's hilarious

* inserts clip of absolutely WHIPPED JK after JM cutely punches him during that performance of Boy With Luv *. Also we know that "cute" his JK's type as he himself admitted.

Jimin has been Jungkook's comfort person for so long, and with such depth that he dedicated a whole trip and video to him. They care for each other so deeply that the only logical conclusion was to go to the military together.

Aka: he is all that they hate in the girls/women in their normal life so they can't do nothing but tear him down. They envy how comfortable he seems in his own skin, how easily he goes from sexy to cute, how loved he is by those around him. On top of that is how gay people are still perceived and treated by a lot of countries around the world. No matter what they say, being an army and shipping men doesn't make you automatically an ally and non-homophobic.

They treat Jimin like they would most likely treat the lgtbqia+ people in real life: something to be careful of, someone dishonest and slutty.

They conflate everything they hate about themselves and gay people and * boom * out come frankly terrifying tweets, fanfics and shit.

Contrast that with how these very same people fetishize the relationship between Tae and Jungkook - either viewing them like men who watch p_rn involving two women, or a self-insert with how little character they have - and that's the state of the army shipping community. They could be Barbie dolls getting smashed together and you wouldn't know the difference.

I'm not saying Jikookers are better in that, but the language they tend to use is incredibly different.

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That was a lot.

To end on a sweet note: I saw a quote on Twitter "If you want to find out what someone fears losing, look at what they photograph."

And...well. that just screams Jikook

Hi! Thank you, I like my name too 🥰

And yeah, basically I agree. I think there is more to it as well, but that a lot of it could be boiled down to all this. And yeah, jikookers are just as guilty of this too, but not always in the same way. Sometimes in a way that is more fetishizing but is just as harmful. Take it from someone who has seen it all in my inbox from people who feel safe on anon 😂😂

Thanks for sharing! And your quote at the end is SOOOOO cute!

#jikook #kookmin #Jikook antis

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munson-blurbs · 2 years

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Hi there Bug! May I request one where Eddie and FemReader are in a committed relationship and Eddie’s breeding kink has been full on big time in overdrive because he really wants a kid and the more sex the better! Plus it’s around the holidays and they keep looking at baby stuff and Santa stuff etc which for some reason is making it worse But femreader finds out she can’t have any kids for whatever reason and is convinced Eddie will leave her because of it so heartbreakingly she tells him what’s going on and tells him if he wants to go and be with someone who can give him kids she would understand? Not being able to have kids myself and giving away little things I had gotten for the someday that never will come made me think of this one. (And No, I am not sad anymore about it- it just lets me help care for the little lost sheepies who don’t have anyone really. ) Thank you 💖

I hope I did your request justice. Thank you, from a little lost sheepie, for looking out for us 💚

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), breeding kink, infertility, mentions of abortion, angst, hurt/comfort

WC: 3.1k

Dividers from @firefly-graphics

The First Christmas

The Starcourt Mall around Christmas time was always a nightmare, packed wall-to-wall with busy, irritated shoppers. You were one of them; your husband was too busy pointing out every item he wanted to notice your misery.

“Babe, check out that leather jacket!”

“That notebook with the dragon on the front would be perfect for writing lyrics.”

“Holy shit! A collector’s edition of the new Metallica album!”

After years of dating and a few more being married, you’ve gotten pretty good at ignoring him when you need to. But when he drags you towards his next find, you can’t help but pay attention.

“Maybe we could get this?” It’s a thick, hardbound book of lullabies and bedtime stories. Drawings of barnyard animals adorn the cover. Eddie runs his forefinger over it gently, caressing it while deep in thought.

“Don’t you think it’s a little below your reading level?” you tease, threading your fingers through his free ones.

Eddie gives you a wanting look, deep brown eyes meeting yours. His expression is completely sincere. “I want a baby,” he states plainly, as though he’s simply asking for a bag of potato chips at the grocery store.

“Okay, Eds,” you snort, rolling your eyes. “Maybe Santa will leave one under the tree for you this year.”

“I’m serious.”

You sigh, tucking his hair behind his ear. “Can we have this discussion, like, not in the middle of the mall?” you whisper.

“Is that a ‘yes’?” he asks, unable to disguise the excitement in his voice. A hopeful grin stretches across his face.

“It’s a ‘maybe,’” you tell him, but there’s already a buzzing feeling in your stomach. You’ve been waiting for him to bring up the subject of kids. Of the two of you, he had been the most resistant to parenthood. It wasn’t an issue of liking or disliking children; Eddie had plenty of experience being a babysitter (well, co-babysitter with Steve Harrington) to his gaggle of misfits during his high school years. The problem was Eddie’s confidence in himself to be a good parent. No matter how many times you reassured him that he wouldn’t be like his own dad, or that your kid would absolutely adore him, he’d remained hesitant.

But now here he is, in a Borders bookstore, damn near begging you for a baby.

Eddie refrains from talking about it for the remainder of your shopping trip, save for when you passed by Santa’s Workshop. He’d taken one look at the kids running around joyfully and murmured, “that could be us with Baby Munson next year.”

The moment you close the car door, Eddie looks at you, beaming. “So,” he starts, rubbing your thigh, “can we talk now?”

“Since when are you ready for a baby?” you question, glancing over your shoulder as you pull out from the parking spot. “I’m not complaining, but I don’t wanna get my hopes up just for you to change your mind.”

Your husband pauses before he speaks; you know from experience that this is a rare occurrence. “This might sound dumb,” he chews on a fingernail while he speaks, “but when I saw that book, I could just picture reading it to a little baby. Our little baby,” he amends. “And I’m still scared, but I–I think I can do this. With you. Feel like I can do anything with you, sweetheart.”

“So, when do you want to start trying?” you ask coyly, though you have an idea of how he will respond.

“As soon as we get home,” he affirms, and you laugh at his intensity and at your correct prediction. “If it wouldn’t cause a wreck, I’d start right fuckin’ now.”

You grip his left hand with your right. “We’re really gonna do this?”

He squeezes your hand back, and there’s a slight tremble to it. “Let’s start our little metal family.”

As soon as you get through the door of your apartment, Eddie is weaving his hands through your hair and kisses you deeply.

“Eds, the presents,” you manage, but he just drops them by the couch before picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom.

“Don’t care about ‘em,” he mutters, plopping you on the bed with a gentle thump. “Just need you.” His tongue parts your lips as he climbs on top of you, knee nudging against your sex through your jeans. “You have no fuckin’ idea how badly I need you.”

You trace your fingers over the obvious bulge straining against his zipper. “I think I have a clue,” you murmur, giggling when he moans at your touch. “Sensitive, are we?”

“Sweetheart,” Eddie says, pulling your shirt over your head and unclasping your bra, “you just gave me permission to give you a baby. What did you expect?”

You press your lips to his exposed collarbone before undressing him. “Want your baby, Eddie,” you whisper into his skin. Your fingers toy with his belt buckle and pants button until they’re both undone.

His strong hands slide beneath your panties; you can feel him grin as he glides his fingers along your folds. “Y’got this wet thinkin’ about me filling you up?” he teases, and you can only nod your response. “Ready for me to cum in you over and over until you’re pregnant with my baby?”

“P-Please,” you stammer, and in an instant, you’re taking him in. His thick cock stretches you in a familiar way. You hiss at the pressure, his thrusts speeding up as he lets himself get deeper inside you.

“You’re s’fuckin’ gorgeous, babe,” Eddie muses. “Can’t wait to see how beautiful you look, all round ‘cause you’re having my kid.” He gives you an incredulous look. “I just remembered—your tits are gonna get huge, fuck.” As if to emphasize his point, he sucks a bruise just below your left nipple.

You whimper as he grows even harder, tip rutting against your g-spot and pushing you towards your own release. “Gonna cum,” you choke out. You clench around him as you finish, crying out his name while digging your nails into his back.

“Good girl,” he praises you, which only turns you on more. “I c-can’t hold out; y’feel too good.” He spills into you with a groan, using his softening length to push everything in. “Gotta make sure it takes, y’know?” He kisses your cheek as you both come down from the high.

“If it doesn’t, we just get to keep trying,” you smile, catching your breath. At the time, it doesn’t seem like a bad thing.

The Second Christmas

You didn’t get pregnant that first month. Unsurprising; it rarely happened that quickly. You were disappointed when your period came, but you and Eddie had no problem having copious amounts of sex.

But after ten months without success, you decided to consult a doctor. “Maybe there’s, like, medicine I can take to help,” you’d told Eddie before you left. Still, a bad feeling gnawed at your insides as you’d said it; a feeling that was only confirmed by the doctor’s news.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Munson,” she’d said. “It looks like you don’t have any viable eggs.”

She’d droned on about genetic issues, but your head was swimming. It all boiled down to one outcome: infertility. Not giving Eddie the baby he wanted so badly. Not becoming a mom.

You’d practically collapsed into his arms when you came home, apologizing profusely without offering context.

“Baby, baby, what happened?” His own eyes filled with tears, as they often did when you’d cry. “What did the doctor say?”

After slowing your sobs, you’d repeated what you’d been told. “‘M so sorry,” you choked out. “I understand if you don’t wanna be with me…if you wanna be with someone who can get pregnant.”

Eddie’s eyes widened. “Absolutely not,” he shook his head, pulling you to his chest for a tight hug. “No, baby. ‘S only you. We can…we’ll figure something out.” A tear slipped down his cheek, though he’d tried to wipe it away before you noticed. “Maybe we were meant to look out for our little sheep, rather than have ones of our own.” But he didn’t believe it, not really.

And now it’s Christmas again. You pulled on a red sweater dress and ran a comb through your hair. The platter of cookies you’d made yesterday was wrapped and ready to bring to Nancy and Jonathan’s house.

“Eds? Good to go?” you call out, frowning when you don’t get a response. “Hello?” You pad out into the living room, finding him standing in front of your bookcase, looking forlornly at the book of nursery rhymes he’d bought this time last year.

“Sorry,” he clears his throat and blinks his red-rimmed eyes. “I was kinda hopin’ for a Christmas miracle.”

“Me, too,” you admit, wrapping your arms around him. You could stay like this forever, safe in his grasp.

“Y’gonna be okay today?” Eddie asks, offering a weak smile. “With, y’know…”

You knew. It has been on your mind every day since Thanksgiving. All of Eddie’s little sheep, now in their senior year of college, were back in Hawkins for the holiday. Everyone was chattering about career plans and graduation vacations. Well, everyone except for Max.

“You all right?” you’d asked her, concern written all over your face.

She’d quickly dragged you into the other room, away from everyone else. “Please don’t be mad at me,” she’d begged.

“Max, you’re like my little sister. Even if I got mad at you, I can’t stay mad at you for long.” You gave her a smile, but it faltered at her words.

“I’m pregnant,” Max blurted out. “I-I hooked up with someone when I first got back to school because I was really upset about breaking up with Lucas, and I was stupid and—and now I’m pregnant. And I was afraid to tell you because I know you…” she trailed off, not needing to finish her sentence. “I understand if you hate me.”

You were stunned into silence. “I don’t hate you,” you whispered. She barreled into you for a hug as you asked, “do you know what you wanna do?”

Max looked up at you with misted eyes. “I waited too long for an abortion,” she explained sheepishly. “Guess I was kinda in denial.”

You’d nodded, knowing all too well how easily it was to ignore the obvious. “Whatever choice you make, I know it’ll be the right one.”

That night, you’d curled up into Eddie’s chest and cried. Cried for Max, facing a daunting decision. Cried for you, trying so hard to have a baby with no success. Cried for the situation, that some people could get exactly what other people want, even when they don’t want it themselves.

You knew you’d be seeing Max again on Christmas, and now that day has arrived. It would be hard to look at her little bump, but she needed you now more than ever. You could suck it up for a few hours.

“How’re you feeling?” you ask her, attempting a genuine smile.

“Better now that I’m in the second trimester,” she started. “Not as nauseous.”

You swallow a lump in your throat. You’d risk nausea every day for the rest of your life if it meant having a baby, but you push on. “I’m glad to hear it.”

“Can I…can I talk to you and Eddie for a sec?” Her eyes flit between the two of you. “It’s important.”

You wave Eddie over, who’s listening to Steve ramble about a new car he’s thinking of buying. He nods at you gratefully. “What’s up?”

“Max has something to tell us,” you say, and his face blanches. Sometimes you forget how your infertility also impacts him; seeing Max pregnant wasn’t easy for Eddie, either.

“Sh-sure, yeah,” he mumbles, and the three of you duck into the guest bedroom.

“I’ve been thinking. A lot.” Max fidgets, tugging on a strand of her red hair. “And I realized that, as much as I already love this baby, I’m not ready to be a parent.” She takes a deep breath and blinks back tears. “But you two are.”

You sit forward. “Max, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying—well, asking, really—if you would maybe think about adopting it.” She finally allows her eyes to meet yours.

“Oh my God,” you manage, grabbing her hand. “Are you serious?”

She nods. “I want to be a forensic psychologist. Help solve crimes and keep people safe. But I know I can’t do that if I have a baby. At least, not right now,” she adds. “But I was really anxious about placing him or her for adoption with random strangers. Maybe it sounds silly, because I wouldn’t be the one raising the kid, but I couldn’t stop worrying about it.

“And then after I talked to you on Thanksgiving, I felt a little better. I didn’t have an answer yet, but just…just talking to you made me feel better. And I realized that whenever life got tough for me, I turned to you guys.” She gives you and Eddie a small smile. “And it was, like, why didn’t I think of this before? You’d be the best parents. You’ve already had plenty of practice with all of us.”

Eddie looks at you, slack-jawed. “You would do that for us?” he asks Max. “You really want us to adopt the baby?”

“Absolutely,” she confirms. “I know we have to get lawyers and all that stuff—”

“We’d cover that,” you jump in. “And we can help with doctor’s appointments, too.”

Max pulls you both in for a hug. “I’m still scared,” she admits, “but this makes it a little less scary.”

It’ll be a long road ahead, you know this for sure, but the three of you take a collective sigh of relief. Maybe you and Eddie have gotten your Christmas miracle after all.

The Third Christmas

“Nance, where do you want the green beans?” you call over your shoulder as you pull the casserole from the oven.

“You can put them on the table; should be space for them,” she answers, thinly slicing the ham. “I’m almost done with this, and we can sit down to eat.”

Gripping the dish with the oven mitts, you walk into the dining room and place it down. “Dinner’ll be ready soon!” you tell the other guests.

Hopper flashes you a thumbs-up. “El was just initiating Katie into the adopted daughter’s club,” he murmurs to you. “I heard her saying that they’re both extra special because they were specifically chosen by their parents.”

“She’s not wrong,” you laugh. “Although El’s powers help with that whole ‘extra special’ deal.” You look around the room. “Where are they now?”

“Diaper change,” El says as she passes by. “Eddie took her to Nancy and Jonathan’s room.”

You nod gratefully, walking over and lightly rapping on the door. “Is it safe for Mommy to come in, or is it a toxic waste zone?”

“You’re clear!” Eddie calls back. You hear the diaper bag zip up, accompanied by the sound of baby giggles. “This just in: Katie thinks zippers are the funniest things in the world.”

You bend down and scoop her up in your arms. “That’s only because she hasn’t heard any of your fantastic dad jokes.” Your body fills with warmth when your daughter rests her chubby little cheek on your chest. Your daughter. You still can’t get over it even though she’s nearly seven months old. Max gave birth a week after her graduation, and after fifteen hours of labor, a six pound five ounce Katie Munson was born. Once you found out that Max’s middle name was Katherine, you knew exactly what your baby girl would be called. You’d been worried that you wouldn’t bond since she’d spent the last nine months in a womb that wasn’t yours, but you’d felt an overpowering love from the moment the nurse placed her in your waiting arms.

Watching Eddie get to be a dad was nothing short of amazing. The way he peppers her face with kisses, or wakes up for middle of the night feedings, or picks out her clothes. Sometimes, he juts out his lower lip and holds up a tiny dress, cooing, “I didn’t even know they made clothes this little!”

“Let’s go get some food,” you say to your husband, bouncing Katie on your hip. You walk out of the room just as Max is walking out of the bathroom. Her face lights up when she spots Katie.

“Hi, Katie-girl!” she exclaims, reaching out to hold her. “Can Auntie Max get a hug?” You hand her over, watching Max inhale sharply.

You place your palm on her back. “You okay? If it’s…if it’s too much to see her…”

“No, no,” she reassures you. “I mean, it’s hard, but…I know I made the right decision.” She starts making funny faces at Katie. “Look at you with your red hair! It’s a blessing and a curse.”

“I can’t wait until she’s old enough to understand what her Auntie Max did for her…for us,” Eddie ruffles her hair as though she’s still fifteen years old instead of twenty-two. “We seriously cannot thank you enough, Red. You…you made us a family.”

The four of you are silent, absorbing all the love that flows between you, until Katie starts babbling and sends you all into a fit of laughter. “She says, ‘it’s time to eat!’” you joke.

And after a long day at Nancy and Jonathan’s, you finally arrive home. You try not to wake Katie when you take her out of her carseat, but she stirs and starts to wail. Muttering a swear word under your breath, you try rocking her back to sleep, but she keeps crying.

“C’mere,” Eddie says, lifting her from your arms. “I know what she wants.” He walks over to the bookshelf and plucks the book of nursery rhymes that he'd bought at the mall two years ago. He sits Katie on his lap, a big hand on her pudgy tummy. “Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,” he starts, speaking in singsong, “Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.” He raises his eyebrows and gasps dramatically. “Oh, no! What’s gonna happen to Humpty Dumpty?” You smile as he finishes the rhyme, Katie now fully enthralled in the story. Her cries have completely subsided.

Maybe this wasn’t how you intended to become a mom, but now, you can’t imagine life any other way.

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson angst #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fanfic #fanfic #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things #requests

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roo-bastmoon · 1 year

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With 17 versions to buy and 8 versions combined for 160 streams per Spotify account, plus Melon and FLO streams now counting, of course Jungkook’s Seven is charting high and sweeping awards. Firstly because it’s Jungkook of course, and secondly because it’s been given every possible advantage.

My (perhaps controversial) opinions about that are below the cut.

Honestly? I really can’t feel good about any “first” or “most” or “fastest” records achieved by this single—catchy as it is—which wasn’t written or conceived by Jungkook and has nothing much personal or deeply meaningful about it. It’s a fun feel-good summer pop song, for sure, but no more groundbreaking than, say, Bad Decisions (in my opinion… I have no musical expertise.)

But I can’t feel super great about all the records and awards because this many versions immediately restocked and shipped and auto play and promoted to radio and ads and leadership hyping only this while Jungkook says he wants to be the one and only artist to conquer kpop and pop for the next thousand years… it all just doesn’t really sit right with me.

When compared to the 10 months Jimin forewent sleep, food, and showers to have a hand in every aspect of his first (and deeply personal and symbolic) album, which was never sent to radio or restocked, got split tracks and delayed playlisting and shady articles, plus not one kudos or congratulations from leadership even after he made history for South Korea and stocks soared…

Forgive me, but it all leaves a bad taste in my mouth. It is ruining the song for me.

Some things like culled streams and sales are out of the company’s control. But the things I mentioned above were all possible for Jimin’s Hot 100 #1. Even if every Tannie has total say in their projects' sales and marketing, and everyone was on board with only Jungkook getting the Hybe America "red carpet" treatment, I can’t lie and say the stark difference feels fine. It doesn't, and I confess I leave the headphones in every time Seven comes up in the playlists now.

I’m not jealous. If anything, I have a warped sense of pride that Jimin has done so fantastically well despite so many, many obstacles stacked against him. I love to champion an underdog and I’m glad I never need to doubt his success was organic. I actually feel extra admiration for how humble and hardworking he continues to be—no resting on any laurels for the It Boy. I'm so glad he is my ult-bias.

*sigh*

Listen to me.

I know Jungkook and Jimin are both genuinely good people. I know they are sincerely talented and hard working. I know they truly love each other. I know all members are legitimately happy for each others' success.

I know what’s important to me may not be important to them, nor what they want for their careers. And even if I feel their company’s making shitty decisions, I know my place as a fan.

So I trust them. And I simply hang in. I hope lessons were learned for smoother, fairer future releases. Because neglecting assets makes zero business sense, and perceived favoritism can erode the group’s bonds and tear ARMY apart. It is, frankly, just plain stupid.

So I may dislike things about their solo era rollouts and I can't bring myself to sugar-coat it; but I mostly try to keep my negative thoughts to myself and find things I CAN celebrate with other fans on an open timeline.

I never want another Tannie to feel anguished and misunderstood the way Hobi did about JitB’s physicals.

Watching Jungkook’s face here on his London live when he talks about people hating him just haunts me. It guts me. I can't stand it. That kid was going through it and I don't believe he has a malicious bone in his body, so it just really upsets me seeing him like that.

There’s so, so much about this company, this industry, this culture that I just don’t understand. But I trust Park Jimin completely. As long as Park Jimin loves and supports his members, God knows, I will too.

So!! On that note...

We have Jungkook’s birthday to celebrate next week and Taehyung’s album to support the week after that. I’m going to do my best to rest up and gather some good energy for these things!

And of course, we must congratulate our Jimin, who made history again today, and no matter what, will always set the standard. I just know he's cooking up something else for us with all these weeks of silence, and I cannot wait to go BERSERK for it whenever it drops.

I’m not really sure I had a point to this post. It’s just that I have been mulling all this over for a long time, and finally felt well enough to sit up long enough to come online and type up my thoughts.

I guess what I mostly wanted to share with my friends here is that it’s okay to feel really disappointed and even enraged at the way some things play out over the (hopefully life-long) careers of BTS members. Don't let folks gaslight you. Call it like you see it. (Maybe keep sensitive things behind a cut or in the DMs--and of course, please change your mind if you get better insight. In the end, only the Tannies really know what's going on with the Tannies.)

But while I’m still side-eyeing the company so hard right now, I’ve decided to love and support the boys as people and artists. I'm trying to believe the best in everyone. I’m still an OT7 Jikooker.

You don’t have to agree with me, and if you need to unfollow, I understand. But I figured I should just tell you guys (especially the new followers) where I am at with all this.

Love, Roo

#jimin #jikook #jungkook

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supalonely17 · 19 days

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1 DC PLAYLIST EVERY DAY

DAY 19 : TIM DRAKE

let’s talk : The year is 2012 the new 52 has begun and grimes has released Genesis. A title which describes the start of something new with lyrics that tell a story of a person experiencing emotions for the first time. A year passes and it is 2013, instant crush by daft punk releases and Tim is still inside of this new world. This electronic noise captures who Tim was back in the era of new 52.

While sounds of indie capture who he is now. Miracles by Alex g narrates Tim’s perspective in the current relationship he has with Bernard. While the place where he inserted the blade talks of Tim’s perspective from his relationship with Stephanie. Older songs like glass onion and suspended in Gafa showcase the music I believe Tim would’ve listened to when he was younger. A bright young kid who understood the complexities of the music. Finally Math rock showcases the essence of Tim. This music is not the favorite genre of Tim Drake but it is the favorite genre of Robin.

music headcanons

- Dissects his albums to their very core, if they’re good enough they get their own cork board.

- Cried when daft punk announced their breakup more than he will ever admit.

- One day a tame impala song came on and he was about to ask Jason “did you know tame impala is just one person”? But knowing Tim would say this Jason finished the sentence for him. Tim felt so deeply and personally attacked he was unsure of how to react so he simply left the room.

- Everytime there is a specific part in a song that he likes he will always learn the main instrument of said part.

- Prefers going to concerts alone so he can immerse himself into the environment more but always offers for others to come. Luckily not many in the family share his taste in music that would want to go with him.

- Organizes his playlists numerically. Meaning none of his playlists have proper names they’re all just numbered and he has to remember which playlist number he wants to listen to.

- Hasn’t listened to math rock around any of the members of the batfamily until one day on a road trip Duke asked to skip a song. Tim who was on aux said sure and a few songs later lied and said his phone was dead so somebody else could take over. With a car full of detectives everybody deduced that he felt self conscious about his taste suddenly and the rest of the ride was filled with silence. Duke and Tim prepared their apology speeches the remainder of the car ride. Both refused to listen to the others words because both believed the other was in the right.

- Has purchased a signed photo of Kate bush.

- Has a full record cleaning kit which he uses with every vinyl use.

- Visits the underground gotham music scene from time to time

- Damian pretends to dislike Tim’s music taste but has secretly added every song Tim has played around him, into his playlist. Everybody has caught on besides Tim.

- Dick always hypes up tims music taste and says that he should be a DJ even though he really shouldn’t.

- Used to go to the beach with Stephanie turn the music up in the car, get on the hood and look up at the scars.

- The members of the batfamily know he’s going through a break up whenever they can hear the album Grace by Jeff Buckley coming from his room.

- Donates to underground artists to fund their career so they don’t stop making great music.

- Believes Kon and him have the same music taste only because Kon will play Tim’s favorite music whenever he’s around just to make Tim happier.

Playlist spotlight!

#spotify #fandom playlist #spotify playlist #character playlist #dc comics #comics #dc comics playlist #dc #batfamily #tim drake #red robin #dc robin #Spotify

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It’s been four months since Eddie broke up with him. They had been dating for six months. Steve felt like it had come out of nowhere. He had thought they were happy. He had been happy, had Eddie not been?

Eddie gave Steve no warning and no explanation, he had simply said, “It’s not going to work out. It was never going to work out. Better to end things now before it gets too hard to walk away from.” And he had driven away with dry eyes, leaving Steve with a shattered heart and so many questions.

Steve had been so fucking confused and angry and hurt. Because he had loved Eddie, more than he had ever loved anyone else before. Loved him so much that it terrified him a little bit. He still does and doesn’t think he’ll ever stop. But apparently, Eddie hadn’t felt the same. Hadn’t loved Steve enough to even tell him what he had done wrong. Steve had thought… Well, it didn’t matter what he had thought, he was wrong.

Steve wanted answers, an explanation, an apology, anything, really. He wanted Eddie to look him in the eyes and say anything true. Or not, Steve would honestly settle for a kind lie at this point. He just wanted to feel whole again, wanted Eddie to give back the pieces of Steve’s heart that he had taken with him when he left Steve all alone.

And Steve thinks he should be used to this by now. Should be used to being the one in the relationship who loves harder and deeper than the other. Should be used to being left behind like his love doesn’t matter, like it means nothing at all. He should be used to this by now. He should be.

But, all in all, Steve is doing fine. Or, at least, he’s pretending to be. He’s heard that if you pretend something for long enough then it eventually becomes true. He’s doing an admittedly bad job of it right now, though.

He’s wide awake at three in the morning, lying on the shag rug in the living room in his boxers and an old Hawkins swim team shirt, listening to the one Iron Maiden record Eddie had accidentally left behind at Steve’s house when he had stopped by to pick up all of his things. Steve had found it the next day and he hadn’t called Eddie to tell him, he didn’t think he could right now. So he kept it and now he listens to it every night when three a.m. rolls around and he can’t talk himself into falling asleep.

Steve still doesn’t like metal music. Eddie had tried so hard to get Steve to like it, but it never worked. He doesn’t hate this record though. It just says Iron Maiden on the cover, so he’s guessing that’s also the name of the album. He hasn’t bothered to learn the names of the songs, but he knows that the one that’s playing right now is the one he dislikes the least. He might even go so far as to call it his favorite.

Steve is not quite enjoying a ridiculous-sounding guitar solo, trying not to imagine what Eddie’s hands would look like playing it when the phone rings. He is in no state to deal with a real emergency right now, but if there’s one thing Steve’s learned in the past three years, it’s to always answer three a.m. phone calls. So he pulls the cue off the record and goes to pick up the phone.

“Hello?” He asks whoever is on the other end of the line, and doesn’t bother using his manners.

“Steve?” He hears the answering voice and his stomach drops to the floor.

“Eddie,” Steve isn’t sure what the protocol is for when your ex who broke your heart calls you in the middle of the night.

“Eddie, why are you calling me?” Steve asks. “Are you okay? What happened?” Because, sure, Eddie ripped his heart in two, but Steve still cares about him and he’s never going to let anything bad happen to him if he can help it.

“Nothing, I…” Eddie trails off, but he’s breathing heavily. He sounds out of breath like he’s been running, or something. “Nothing happened. I just, it just… I had…”

Eddie trails off again, his breathing only growing heavier and more frantic and it doesn’t take long for Steve to put the pieces together.

It was impossible to go through what they had all been through and come out of it all completely unscathed. They all had nightmares, but Eddie’s had been bad. Really bad. Like, wake up screaming and shaking and sobbing sort of bad. And they happened a lot. Steve knew that Eddie woke up screaming at least once a week, and that was on a good week.

Steve had done what he could to help from the very beginning, he made sure Eddie knew without any doubt that he could always call Steve, no matter what time it was or how ridiculous it felt. Made it clear that Eddie would never have to go through any of this alone.

After they had started sharing a bed, he had been there to hold Eddie through it, to stroke his hair and whisper reassurances into his ear. To make sure Eddie knew that he was safe. It didn’t stop the nightmares from happening and it didn’t change the frequency at which they occurred, but it gave Eddie something to cling to, something to solid to remind him that he was alive and safe.

And then Eddie had left. And he had stopped calling Steve when he had nightmares. Steve knew the nightmares hadn’t magically stopped, and could only hope that the silence from Eddie meant that he had found someone else to call when the darkness got too big. The thought of Eddie finding comfort in someone else hurt, but it hurt, even more, to think that Eddie was just suffering through it all alone.

“Eddie,” Steve softens his voice as he leans against the wall next to the phone. “I need you to breathe for me, okay? Just breathe in, okay? Can you do that for me, please?”

Eddie’s breath is frantic and wild and Steve’s gut wrenches as he listens to him struggle to get it under control.

“Follow my breath, Eds,” Steve’s voice is low and as calm as it can be while he talks his ex-boyfriend down from a hellscape trauma nightmare-induced panic attack. It’s just as hard as one might think it would be. “Breathe in with me and hold it,”

He takes a deep breath in and waits until he hears Eddie’s shaky breath in as well. He holds the air in his lungs for a couple of seconds before releasing it slowly.

“And let it out,” Steve ignores the way his heart clenches as Eddie releases a shuddering breath. It sounds so fragile over the phone and Steve hates it.

“That’s good,” Steve says. “Let’s do a couple more together, yeah?”

He leads Eddie through four more deep breaths until Eddie sounds stable enough to breathe on his own. Steve gives Eddie some silence to breathe on his own. He knows that Eddie needs to feel like he can breathe by himself again before he goes on.

They spend a couple of minutes of relative silence, Steve keeping his own breaths audible in case Eddie needs them, but not overpowering. And then Steve hears a sound even worse than frantic terrified breathing.

Eddie is crying.

Steve wants nothing more than to reach through the receiver and scoop Eddie into his arms, but even if that wasn’t impossible, Steve knows that it wouldn’t be welcome.

Steve is trying to think of what to say when Eddie starts speaking.

“I’m so sorry, Steve,” He sobs, and if Steve’s heart wasn’t fully shattered before then it certainly is now. “I’m so sorry for calling you, I know it’s not fair of me to call you like this at whatever the fuck time it is for emotional support after I…”

He interrupts himself with a broken sob that brings tears to Steve’s eyes.

“After I broke up with you without explaining why, but I didn’t mean to, I just. I thought it was for the best, and I still think that, but I just miss you so much, Stevie,” the name is another punch to Steve’s gut. “And then I dreamed that you, that he-- that you were--”

He’s really crying now, and Steve wants to cut him off, to tell him that it’s okay, but he knows Eddie needs to get this out. As much as Steve himself doesn’t want to hear it, can’t stand to hear it right now, he doesn’t give himself the option of stopping Eddie. He’s done this enough times to know that Eddie needs to get it all out before he’ll let Steve try to help him.

“And I’m so sorry, Steve,” Eddie is still going, his voice breaking on every other word. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, please, believe me, Steve. Sweetheart, please, I’m so sorry, I’m so--”

“Eds, Eddie,” Steve jumps in, he can’t let this go on any longer. He can’t listen to Eddie apologize anymore, even if it’s what he’s been wanting for months now. He didn’t want it like this. Never wanted this. “Eddie, ba—“

Steve cuts himself off quickly. God, fuck, he’s almost called Eddie— Fuck. He almost called Eddie baby. Jesus H. Christ. That’s maybe the least helpful thing he could possibly say right now.

There’s a sudden silence on the line, and Steve knows that Eddie heard his slip-up. Knows Eddie heard the pet name start to spill out of Steve. He knows the damage is done.

“Will you say it?” Eddie whispers. “Please, Steve? Will you please say it?”

And something about the way Eddie asks it just breaks Steve’s heart all over again, like it has over and over again, and he really never could say no to Eddie, so he says,

“Yeah, baby,” It hurts. Hurts, even more, when he hears Eddie release another shuddering sob. “Eddie, baby. It’s okay, it’s all okay.”

“No, it’s not,” Eddie sounds like he’s the on edge of something again and Steve knows he needs to move now. “Nothing is okay, it just isn’t because I ruined it! I always ruin it!”

And, fuck this situation is spiraling out of what little control Steve had over it. He makes a decision, the only decision he can make, really.

“I’m coming over,” Steve leaves no room for argument in his tone. “Stay where you are, baby, I’ll be there in ten.”

Eddie doesn’t say anything, doesn’t protest at all, which Steve takes to mean that he’s not planning on going anywhere.

“Stay where you are, I’ll see you so soon, Eddie,” Steve says, and right, as he’s about to hang up and go track down some pants and his car keys, Eddie speaks. Quietly, almost inaudibly.

“Steve?”

“Yeah, Eds?” Something in Eddie’s voice makes Steve pause. It doesn’t sound as despairing as it had earlier, but it doesn’t sound good either.

“Thank you,” Eddie practically whispers. He continues speaking before Steve can respond. “And I’m sorry. For everything.”

“It’s okay, Eds,” Steve doesn’t want to do this right now. This is not a right now conversation. “We can talk about all of it later, okay?” He’s trying so hard to keep his cool and stay calm and strong for Eddie, but he can feel it starting to slip.

“Okay,” Eddie sounds exhausted, which makes sense, he probably is. “Steve?” he says again.

“Yes, Eddie?” Steve asks.

There’s a long pause before Eddie says anything else, long enough that Steve starts to worry.

Then Eddie speaks.

“I still love you,” And it feels like a knife to Steve’s heart. He feels like throwing up. He feels like he’s dying. “I never stopped loving you. You know that, right?”

Steve is actually gonna throw up. He can’t have this conversation right now, not like this.

“I’m coming over,” Steve knows his voice sounds strangled. “Don’t go anywhere, Eddie. I’ll be there so soon.”

“Okay,” Is all Eddie says before he hangs up the phone, and Steve is left alone with the dial tone.

(edit: this now has a part two!!)

(edit #2: now complete!!)

#steddie #steddie ficlet #steve harrington #eddie munson #my wiritng #sorry this is mean. hehe #also very sorry this is not proofread even a little bit #thank you to char and megan for enabling me #this was inspired by a mitski song btw.#anya.txt

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But isn’t JK sort of "queer cleansing" in Ch 2?

All those women in his MV’s who he had zero chemistry with but not a single reference to being into men (not that I expect that of course, being from a homophobic country. More like being in the closet, unfortunately.. but still).

I think his side of Ch 2 is interesting, based on the past ten years up until the military announcement— which is when this sudden "flipped switch" from disliking/being indifferent about dating women, refusing to sing "girl" in a Jason Derulo cover and being the object of other men’s affection, to singing about boinking women seemed to happen.

If the blurry video wasn’t true, I wonder if BH didn’t rush to clean it up because it kind of worked out to help with JK’s new "ladies man" image 💀💀 His face isn’t even decipherable but at least half the fandom ate that up!

To some extent I guess.

Heteronormativity and queer cleansing are two related but distinct concepts so I hope you are not confusing the two as one and the same in this case.

Heteronormativity in this sense is promoting hetersexuality and images of it as the standard or mainstream idea of something. For instance, what is the purpose of choosing a female lead to play the role of love interest besides the fact that that is just how things are done in the industry??

At this point it doesn't even matter at all the female you cast, it just has to be A female to play the role. It's not political, it doesn't speak to the sexual orientation of the individual, it's just what sells and what is considered the norm or standard way of doing things. You could replace the female subject with an inanimate object and the message of love and affection will not be lost.

Over using female as love interests without allowing for much diversity in music visuals has led to a situation where the woman has become a neutral marker in art. Much like words such as Man or other masculine forms gained neutrality and universality such that where you see man or dude or guy in a text you don't necessarily think they are referring strictly to a man, it's the same for women. They are there because they are expected to be there.

We are not wired to see their presence in MVs as contributing any unique or significant meaning to the story telling.

However seeing two men or two women portrayed as leads and love interests adds a political dimension to the message of the song or story of the MV.

It's why visuals such as Blood Sweat and Tears and the whole visual album of HYYH era speaks to many of us. Other wise they are all men, they can just sit and shout into a mic cos no one wants to see them grope each other- it's gay.

It's also why a producer will tell Tae to find a female to sing a part he wrote for Jimin on his personal song- it wasn't because a female voice was required for the song but simply unconventional for two men to sing a duet of that kind.

That's heteronormativity not queer cleansing.

A cleanse is an intentional act meant to please an audience, to calm their wrath and to portray conformity to the desires of the masses.

Heteronormativity is unconscious biases and decisions that are meaningless in themselves and are done not just to please but for the sheer reason that that is what we know and have come to accept as the norm.

I guess the difference is, did Jungkook have a choice other than choosing a female character for the role? No. To choose a male character for such a role would be so political and revolutionary because it would be going outside the norm.

Having a female lead is just a trend. For straight people, if they want to be "political" they often cast the real object of their affections and discard the paid models and artists. JB did that with his wife and uhm- what's the name of the dude who said his lungs under water but was breathing fire?

Queer cleansing is not just about heteronormativity. Promoting and using women as leads is not necessarily a cleanse.

It's heteronormative because whether he is in Korea or not, whether his country is conservative or not, whether he is gay or not, he would have casted a female as lead because it is expected and normalized.

I mean, why else would they have casted female leads for their mv way back when they were starting out, as young as they were, as young as he was?

Why else would he date a girl when he had no feelings whatsoever for her.

Why else were they made to pick up girls and demonstrate how they would ask a girl out or kiss a girl as entertainment disregarding the fact not all of them might have been into girls.

Let me leave you with this imagery:

Heteronormativity, like right handedness, or able bodiedness is the default setting of society. Manufacturers create products build cars, roads on the assumption that every one is right handed able-bodied straight individual and every thing in society is made to cater to this group bu default.

So sometimes when people create products to cater to the audience we can't say they are making revolutionary statements or even deliberately being discriminatory- they doing so simply because it's how things are done.

Jungkook might simply film an MV that way because that's how things are done in the industry.

I hope in the future he realizes this challenge and goes out of his way to challenge it not because he is queer but because he desires to bring change and uniqueness into the world.

And you are right. There are so many instances of hybe cleaning up his image or putting him through queer cleansing- I just don't think the MV is one of those.

Like I said, even his own fans try to queer cleanse his image by cooking up straight rumors and attacking people to try to suppress and disassociate him from any queer narrative.

And it's a cleanse because they do this with the understanding that portraying him as queer is harmful to his image or reputation or even a threat to his commercial success such as them tearing down his banners and even banning BTS in certain places because they seem "gay" smh

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୨୧ — s.r x singer!r; headcanons (2)

some more to feed into your daydreams ! thank u to honeybeespam for making the funniest reblog 😭🤍 enjoy !

- i left the other one off with hearing a sad song, but if you release something like “pov” by ariana grande (which lyrically is so beautiful it makes me wanna cry bc why can’t i have that) like because it gets so popular it’s playing everywhere and the team is having a field day teasing spence :((

- it’s basically canon that he mainly listens to classical music, imagine reader puts strings in her music and he’s just like I LOVE THIS

- mathematically breaks down the chords, beats, and tempo of the song lol

- singer!reader is rich as hell which = big house. he comes over and just sees this massive space that could be transformed into a library and is like “i’m moving in.”

- showing him red carpet outfits asking for his opinion but you still can’t choose because he thinks every single one is stunning >:(

- kittens everywhere because he finally has enough space to adopt some and somebody to watch them while he’s on a case (he’s a cat person, idc what anyone says)

- also as i said in the previous hc’s, she most likely moves in with him in dc, simply because it’s possible for her to work in somewhere that’s not la and would prefer to be home when spencer’s home

- elaborating on the freaky sound bites 🤭: picture those tiktok edits with reid’s breathing and whimpering in the background but she uses it in the instrumental of a song and only he knows about it ehehehehe

- if singer!reader does some acting on the side, best believe he watches every single movie she’s in the second it hits theatres ! supportive bf things

- lmfao her showing him edits or tiktoks her fans made of him and again, he’s flattered but extremely confused and concerned by their comments and captions. bless his heart :’)

- she probably has a lot of celebrity friends and penelope screams at spencer like “:o why didn’t you tell me that you were meeting a whole group of a-listers???”

- hates hearing people talk crap about you. he knows you’re numb to it because it’s the part that literally comes with fame: hate. but he can’t help it because he knows you personally and it hurts his feeling to hear people dislike you :(

- mr technophobe who buys all your album vinyls and gets them for free from you

- sending the team pr packages of merch and new stuff you launch !! and spencer wearing the hoodies you send him 24/7 and taking sm pride in it !

- filming tiktoks with him. even if he’s not exactly in the frame it could just be him adding a little cute comment to whatever you’re wearing :)

- is super super careful about telling people personal stuff about you especially because you’re globally known and have paparazzi on u left and right

- anytime there’s a particularly sadder song on an album he’s like “is this about me :(“ because he’s so so scared of fucking up and losing you

- the fear is also like 10x worse because he knows that if you two break up, it’ll be publicly displayed and he will literally see your face everywhere and hear your name all the time if you get with somebody new

- no no no cause, prison reid… and he has to take you off the visiting list because the guys around him keep making weird comments about you :’(

- a lot of really good angsty songs came out of those three months though hehe 🤭

here’s part one ! part three

that’s all i can think about right now ! hope u like :)

again, this reblog is everything to me 🫂🫧

#swtnrcmnt ۵ #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x singer!reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid headcanon #i love him so much

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chcrryade · 3 months

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posted by justbcmb⠀⠀⸻⠀⠀July 4th, 2O21.

Here we are. Back again. Don’t worry, I’m not going to stay here and rehash everything I already said in the last intro. This second (and final) part is centred around the groups that make up the lineup of CHERRYADE, for the most part. It’s safe to say that if they didn’t implode from the inside and get scrapped because of it, or simply just fall into the depths of nugudom due to overwhelming disinterest and were quietly disbanded, we wouldn’t be getting this too-sweet-on-the-tongue group coming next month. So I guess this is a raise-your-glasses moment (or a dancing-on-the-grave one, if you weren’t too keen on any of these boys).

PART iv. algorhythm.

The idea of ALGORYHTHM was only really thrown around on a whim more than anything, at first. A general concept was thought up, thoughtless demos made, but there was no real drive to actually make it happen. Until, of course, they saw the seven trainees that would come to form the final lineup slowly rise in the ranks, and started to make more concrete moves to bring the vision into practice. Everything seemed to be going better and better over the months and months they were active, despite the minor cracks that were starting to appear—in the forms of the leader and the maknae taking more and more shots at one another, until eventually the maknae upped and left. Which, in the end, even with how they tried to dress it up with various other made-up issues, was pretty obviously what caused their end.

METRONOME Media’s first (and only) project, ALGORHYTHM was a seven-made-six-piece fictional South Korean boy group. With a lineup featuring members Daehoon, Seon, DJ, Haeil, Caiden, Youngmin, and finally Levi, the group boasted a concept that told a tale of exploring the wonders of music in a dystopian-like world, one where everything was too clean and too sterile to be natural. They ran from the law and found more and more melodies as they went, making new and like-minded friends on the way. It was something that drew crowds in from the get go, and brought them a largely successful June 2016 debut in the form of the mini album ‘REPEAT.’ Things were already looking bright, their future seeming promising and good reception for all releases to come feeling guaranteed.

The only problem they faced was mainly between the leader and the maknae. They didn’t get along too well, which didn’t really seem like too much of a problem at first—they never really vocalised their dislike for one another during the first couple of comebacks, the only issue really being the growing tension between the pair. But just after the release of their first full album in February 2017—named ‘OUT / ABOUT’—was when the arguments began. At first it was just petty fights over minor grievances; one of them missed a step in the choreo, the other pronounced a word wrong, so on and so forth. But slowly it started to get a little more personal, began to dig at things neither particularly wanted to bring up. It was an open secret among the seven that there was a trainee Daehoon would have much preferred to be in Levi’s place—a boy by the name of Taewon, who had since upped, left, and cut off all contact with the leader after not being chosen for the debut lineup (a somewhat cruel thing to do, seeing as it was also common knowledge Daehoon only signed up to METRONOME because Taewon did first)—and the fact he didn’t really want Levi in the group to begin with was something that Daehoon slowly started to bring up again and again, finding a way to slip it into every squabble they shared somehow.

The fights were practically a daily occurrence by the time their second mini album rolled around in November 2018 (named ‘RHEMIX’), but this era was the first time the public would be in the know about it. Sudden rumours began to arise after a performance of the title track ‘Toxic’ on Inkigayo, of a fight between the two turning physical for the first time. An anonymous Twitter user backed up their egregious claims by leaking a five-second (albeit very grainy and low quality, the audio even worse) video of this alleged fight, and METRONOME went on the defensive immediately—refuting the claims by saying that the group had left straight after their performance in order to attend another schedule, and then vaguely threatening to take legal action should any more accusations arise. The thing was, though.. The claims were true. The video itself wasn’t exactly what had happened, but the pair did follow through on the various physical threats they’d made to one another over the years, and were escorted out as soon as it had happened. METRONOME had lied on their name purely because they were still basking in the constant success ALGORHYTHM continued to give them, too high on the feeling to let it all fall apart just yet.

It only went even further downhill after that. Their public reputation was (mostly) unscathed from the incident, but relations inside the group were anything but. By that point it was almost a waiting game, to see who’d break first. It was fight after threat to one leaving the dorm to find somewhere else to sleep for the evening to the other stumbling into practice late and still drunk from wherever he’d been the night before—or, to put it plainly, it was all a mess. One that felt like it was never going to end, at that. The remaining members were doing more mediating than singing, more covering their ears or rolling their eyes than dancing. There was practically no extra content released between the eras because staff were worried it’d devolve into yet another Daehoon-Levi fight. And although a few were suspicious, most were blissfully unaware of how ALGORYHTHM were practically falling apart from the inside out.

Until, of course, one of them broke first—and it was Levi. A complete surprise to most of the general public, but something that was a long time coming to everyone else. The announcement was made in March 2019, but he wouldn’t stay inactive for long, going on to join the group SLOW MOTION only a month later in April. And while Daehoon was happy he was gone, the company (and at least half of the remaining members, as while they tried not to take sides, after so many months of enduring it all it was hard not to) didn’t share the sentiment as much. ‘ROUND / AROUND’ was their first release as a six piece and would turn out to be their last as a group, underperforming and pretty much spelling out the end for them when it became crystal clear that, without the maknae, they didn’t really have enough as a leg to stand on as they were. August 2019 came the announcement, and after that ALGORYHTHM was no more. A quite tumultuous ride from start to finish.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀ALGORHYTHM

LABEL⠀ㅇ⠀METRONOME MEDIA

DEBUT DATE⠀ㅇ⠀JUNE 12, 2016

GREETING⠀ㅇ⠀THERE’S A CODE IN THIS BEAT! WE’RE ALGORHYTHM!

FANDOM NAME⠀ㅇ⠀CYDENCE’s

ACTIVE FROM⠀ㅇ⠀2016—2019

PART iv. (2) the members

i.⠀송대훈

Daehoon was the leader, no doubt about it. He commanded attention every time he stepped into a room, took nothing but best, and pushed the limits as much as he could get away with. It was very much tough love during his time as the head of ALGORHYTHM, but that was just what the industry had spat him out as—a cold, no-nonsense leader born to.. Well, lead. He used to be softer, kinder, more compassionate, but that side of him walked out alongside the boy he’d given up all of his hopes for a normal life for in the first place. The same boy that’d go on to drop out and leave Daehoon alone to train, and train, and finally to debut (even if it all turned out futile). He’s been quiet since disbandment, only making an Instagram and posting dance covers every once in a while.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀SONG DAEHOON ( 송대훈. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀SEPTEMBER 20, 1996

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEADER, MAIN DANCER, SUB VOCALIST

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀JEONG YUNHO

ii.⠀설선

Mostly forgotten about by the masses in the present, Seon was one that blended easily into the background, acting as a quiet pillar of support for his members when they needed it. But on the rare occasion when he came out of his shell and was given a chance to shine he worked well as a moodmaker, always having a joke to tell or an anecdote from his past to share. His love and friendship came easy, and he was never not reliable. He was mostly passive, easy-going, calm, and it would’ve taken something truly awful for his temper to be triggered. He’s a figure that his particularly devoted fans miss dearly, seeing as after the disbandment notice he sort of.. Faded into thin air. He hasn’t been heard from since.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀SEOL SEON ( 설선. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀MAY 14, 1994

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN VOCALIST, DANCER

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀BYUN BAEKHYUN

iii.⠀段揭阳

All DJ wanted to do in ALGORHYTHM was make good music, and get rid of the stage name that had been chosen for him—he hated it with a passion. It felt so.. On the nose. And a bit more than mocking. Oh, your dad owns a club? And you worked in it? We have just the name for you! He hated it, and refused to let anyone refer to him as such when they weren’t on a public schedule. He kept his head down and his nose out of all the infighting that was brewing between the other boys, and made demo after demo after demo, hoping even just one of them would get chosen for the upcoming comebacks. He rarely got any chances to speak up or have many moments to himself in any group content, but he didn’t really mind—although his fans were of the opposite opinion, and are now hoping to see far more of him during his time in CHERRYADE.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀DUAN ‘DJ’ JIEYANG ( 段揭阳. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀APRIL 27, 1997

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN VOCALIST, SUB RAPPER, DANCER

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀QIAN KUN

iv.⠀전해일

It felt like all Haeil did in ALGORHYTHM was put his head in his hands after Daehoon went off on one again, sing the only two lines he was usually given on stage, occasionally rap three-second-long verses he wanted to pen himself but wasn’t given the chance to, and have even less of a presence online than Seon (which in itself was a massive achievement, seeing as the oldest of the group only posted once in a blue moon, and that was if he even remembered any of the passwords to their social media accounts). At times he looked like one of Daehoon’s only allies within the group, even if really he was just trying to make him realise that the latest reason he snapped at someone or other (or rather, snapped at Levi) was just a little uncalled for. He wasn’t the most popular, but he wasn’t practically unknown, either—sitting at a sort of middle ground during the group’s runtime that a lot hope to see increased while he’s in CHERRYADE.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀JEON HAEIL ( 전해일. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀NOVEMBER 15, 1999

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEAD RAPPER, LEAD VOCALIST

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀GOO GUNIL

v.⠀안연태

Never not having a thing to say, and always filled to the brim (and often overflowing) with energy, Caiden (birth name Yeontae) had a knack for ending up at the centre of attention, the person who could never fail to make a whole crowd laugh. His creative mind was one that was often utilised, and he always put his all into anything he contributed. He just wanted them to do the best they could, despite all the fights that were getting more frequent, and the rumours that were starting to grow in number. His bond with Youngmin was one that was a massive fan-favourite, fans coming to refer to the duo as ‘the twins’ due to their closeness, and after ALGORYHTHM’s disbandment they went on to leave METRONOME and work independently as the duo DOUBLE-Y (Caiden since having ditched the stage name), releasing a few self-made tracks and making general content together.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀AHN ‘CAIDEN’ YEONTAE ( 안연태. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀FEBRUARY 19, 2000

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN RAPPER, LEAD DANCER, CENTRE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀ERIC SOHN

vi.⠀교영민

A little quieter (but no less enthusiastic) than his counterpart Yeontae, Youngmin was similarly one that enjoyed his time in the group to the fullest, jumping at every chance he got to contribute to anything related to their music, to extra content, to merch and album concepts, and the like. Anything they were allowed a say in, he was one of the first to jump in. He didn’t ignore the increasing amount of fights as much as Yeontae, though, and attempted to play mediator a few times (although, admittedly, he was more on Levi’s side than he was Daehoon’s—and was devastated when came the time that he left the group, although the then-maknae promised he’d keep in contact; a promise that he stuck to), always stepping in before it escalated too much. Now that the group is no more, he made sure to stick with Yeontae and, as mentioned, the pair now operate as a duo, making music and stupid videos purely consisting of them having fun to their heart’s content.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀KYO YOUNGMIN ( 교영민. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀MAY 2, 2000

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN DANCER, LEAD RAPPER, MAKNAE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀CHOI SOOBIN

JUN 2016⠀HOT COLD⠀(FROM MINI ALBUM: “REPEAT”)

FEB 2017⠀DOWNTOWN⠀(FROM FULL ALBUM: “OUT / ABOUT”)

NOV 2017⠀TOXIC⠀(FROM MINI ALBUM: “RHEMIX”)

JUN 2018⠀WON’T STOP⠀(FROM FULL ALBUM: “RHYME AND…”)

JAN 2019⠀NO PAIN⠀(FROM MINI ALBUM: “REWIND”)

MAY 2019⠀ANTIDOTE⠀(FROM FULL ALBUM: “ROUND / AROUND”)

PART v. slow motion.

Really only formed with the best of intentions in mind, a fun concept ready to explore throughout the eras they were anticipated to have, SLOW MOTION was—in theory—what anyone would want in a group. They all got along relatively well, despite a few fights back in their training days, and all had the shared drive to do well, to go far and attempt to make some sort of impact with their music. However, in practice, once they’d finally been released to the public as a final group, it seemed not everyone liked them as much as their company had originally thought. Interest dwindled, even after the addition of Levi to their lineup, and in the end it was all pretty much for nothing. Just another failed attempt.

Put together by FNC Entertainment, SLOW MOTION were a four-turned-five-piece fictional South Korean boy group. Debuting in November 2018 with the mini album ‘STUCK IN FUTURE,’ they—that being members Doyeon, Hoyoung, Seongjin, and Daejun—were met with.. Moderate attention, but didn’t seem as if they would be topping any charts or grabbing any headlines anytime soon. Nevertheless, they carried on as a four-piece, enjoying their time together as a group both in and out of the public eye. Despite the minor scuffles and adversities they faced before debuting, they all liked one another and were all excited about what the future would bring them, how the concept that had been created (a storyline that involved jumping around different time periods and discovering both new music and a new member each time, the theory being that whatever different genre they discovered would then be a main element incorporated in the next comeback) could be explored further.

In between their debut and first comeback, in April 2019, they were joined by a new member. Levi (or rather Junyeong, as was his birth name) came from a group named ALGORHYTHM, driven to leave by the constant fights between him and leader Daehoon that were steadily getting worse. He was welcomed warmly to the group and integrated almost seamlessly, as if he was there all along. His popularity from his previous group worked well to bring some attention to SLOW MOTION, which then boded well for their next release in June 2019: ‘SINCE WHEN?,’ their first (and what would turn out to be their only) full album. The album seemed to be the start of a good period for SLOW MOTION, where things felt like they were looking up. More and more people were tuning in, the title track ‘Timeline’ earned them their first music show win, and all in all everything felt better than they had in a good while.

But, slowly after that first win, no sooner than a month after the comeback, attention began dwindling again. Numbers started dropping, sales were dipping lower and lower, and by August 2019 things were looking worse than even their debut era. Extra content just stopped being posted of them, seeing as there were practically no fans in the fanbase that were going to watch it, and soon enough it was looking more in the interest of FNC to cut their losses and put an end to them before profit started turning into debt. And so, in December 2019, just over a year of activity, SLOW MOTION were announced to have disbanded. You could say that many look back on them and mourn over what could have been, but the reality is that most have no idea who they even were. It’s the minority of people that are doing the grieving over lost opportunities and such.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀SLOW MOTION

LABEL⠀ㅇ⠀FNC ENTERTAINMENT

DEBUT DATE⠀ㅇ⠀NOVEMBER 19, 2018

GREETING⠀ㅇ⠀STUCK IN TIME! WE’RE SLOW MOTION!

FANDOM NAME⠀ㅇ⠀TRAVELLER’s

ACTIVE FROM⠀ㅇ⠀2018—2019

PART v. (2) the members

i.⠀길도연

Not quite as confident as he’d go on and grow to be, what with SLOW MOTION being his first years of being a real idol, Doyeon didn’t think he was quite cut out to be the leader—a notion that Hoyoung more than agreed with, in their earlier days, believing that he’d be much better suited for the role. He knew when to take the lead when it really mattered, but handling his members on a daily basis was a major struggle. He was an uncomfortable mess of nerves and festering insecurity during their mere year of activity, usually turning to practising late into the night to take his mind off of it. Increasing the strain on himself physically definitely wasn’t the best of ideas, sure, but at the time he felt as if dance was all he knew. So he carried on. Since the disbandment, nothing was known of where he’d end up—until the announcement of CHERRYADE.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀KIL DOYEON ( 길도연. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀FEBRUARY 11, 1998

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEADER, MAIN DANCER

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀JI CHANGMIN

ii.⠀홍호영

Hoyoung was a fuse impatiently waiting to be lit. The slightest thing could set him off, the littlest irritation could spark up into a flame if it was a particularly bad day. Brash, overconfident (but, admittedly, with the charisma to back it up), he was a person you had to make an effort to like, to get along with, but there was no one who disagreed on the fact that he was good in all he did. The decision to make Doyeon leader instead of him was one that didn’t exactly make him the happiest, and it caused a few heated arguments back when they were trainees, but they’d since made up and all was fine. Since the disbandment he’s been spotted enjoying himself on various nights out in Hongdae (even being filmed behind the DJ booth once or twice), but nothing’s been said of anything happening in future.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀HONG HOYOUNG ( 홍호영. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀AUGUST 22, 1998

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEAD RAPPER, SUB VOCALIST, FOTG

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀KIM HONGJOONG

iii.⠀배성진

Ever the calm, quiet mediator, Seongjin’s was a face you just couldn’t hate. He couldn’t speak ill of anyone if he tried (and even if he so direly wanted to. He could never seem to actually get the words out when it really came down to it), and was a fan-favourite even with how short the group actually lasted. A pretty smile was apparently more than enough to make up for how little the masses (or in SLOW MOTION’s case, lack of any crowds at all) were able to see the four-turned-five in action. He was left blindsided by the sudden disbandment and fell off the radar for a year or so, only popping back up again in the form of an anonymous (at first) Instagram account that he slowly began to upload his own content onto and attempt to rebuild himself from there. No official statement was made, but it was assumed he’d long left FNC.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀BAE SEONGJIN ( 배성진. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀DECEMBER 17, 2000

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEAD DANCER, SUB VOCALIST, CENTRE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀LEE JENO

iv.⠀임준영

Freshly out of the group he’d been stuck in for three years, Levi sadly didn’t get a chance to enjoy it for too long before he was being told, alongside his new four fellow members, that they were being scrapped—six months after his first comeback with them. He’d been full of ambition in ALGORYHTHM, trying to make changes and take them further in his own way—taking far more control over the rest than Daehoon thought was appropriate for the youngest of the lot. Over time passing insults and petty fights turned into yelling matches and throwing things, turned into jabs that went far deeper than all the skin-deep ones that had been traded before, and one day he’d decided he’d just had enough, so he left. But, as it turned out, he might’ve ended up better off if he had just grinned and bore it. Since disbandment he’s mainly been laying low, having made a public Instagram account but nothing on it suggesting neither his return with another group nor releasing any music of his own.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀IM ‘LEVI’ JUNYEONG ( 임준영. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀OCTOBER 30, 2001

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN RAPPER, SUB VOCALIST

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀PARK JONGSEONG

v.⠀박대준

Daejun was someone who didn’t really realise his love for a thrill, for attention, for praise and adrenaline and everything else mixed up with what came with being an idol, until he’d debuted. Even if SLOW MOTION were hardly making any waves, he still felt a little bit of a headrush—overthrowing himself into everything, throwing it all back like a shot and still wanting more after the fact. It had awakened the party boy in him, the thrill-seeker he didn’t know he was. (Or in some critic’s eyes, he was more like an addict searching for his next fix, a fame-chaser who couldn’t seem to find any of what he was looking for in the group he was stuck in). SLOW MOTION’s disbandment didn’t seem to slow him down in the slightest, and he’s another common sight in the downtown clubbing scene—long having split from FNC—and since slowly starting to put on sultry performances of self-made songs at open-mic nights for all the screaming partygoers to hear, looking right at home as he does so.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀PARK DAEJUN ( 박대준. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀JUNE 11, 2002

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN VOCALIST, SUB RAPPER, MAKNAE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀KANG TAEHYUN

NOV 2018⠀VOICES⠀(FROM MINI ALBUM: “STUCK IN FUTURE”)

JUN 2019⠀TIMELINE⠀(FROM FULL ALBUM: “SINCE WHEN?”)

PART vi. act three: bonsoir.

You have a perfectly good group in the palm of your hand. They like each other, the predebut music is generally being received well, and a fanbase is steadily growing and anticipating the day when they finally debut properly. But then comes along a hopeful, wanting to start afresh and find his footing in a new industry he knows next to nothing about. Some would say the one thing you shouldn’t do was place this untrained and bright-eyed newbie (AKA a fuse) into what could’ve been the number one money maker (which, frankly, they desperately needed at that point) group—but Seungdae was curious. (Over) ambitious. The result was something that he probably should’ve seen coming from a mile away: the fuse lit, and while at first the fire was one that was only slowly smouldering, the flames soon became harder and harder to stamp back out again.

BONSOIR was a fictional four-turned-five-piece (again) South Korean boy group, formed by JAGUAR. They first released the predebut single ‘MAYDAY’ in November 2018 as a four-membered group—consisting of members Jiyeol, Mai, Hyeonmin, and Yijun—both as an attempt to generate a fanbase for the group in anticipation for their actual debut, and to take the media’s attention away from the untimely suicide of who had once been JAGUAR’s reigning king and one of the public’s favourite soloists: YOON (known to everyone else as Choi Yoonhae) earlier that same month. Although many saw it was not a particularly nice thing to do, it worked exactly as hoped & intended: now the attention of the masses were more focused on the constant stream of predebut content JAGUAR were releasing of the four members (ranging from introduction videos to behind-the-scenes of ‘MAYDAY’ to a general social media presence consisting of selfies and playful videos and the like) than any of the blurry details the company were being vague about surrounding YOON’s passing.

This presence—that some called too much, almost overwhelming—kept up with no signs of stopping until around mid December 2018, when everything abruptly fell silent with no explanation as to why. Unbeknownst to (most) of the public, though, this was around the same time that once-actor Ahn Jaehee made the decision to try his hand at the whole idol shtick, and also made the choice to sign to JAGUAR to start his journey. CEO Seungdae thought the best course of action would be to add him to the BONSOIR lineup, and so the reason for the sudden absence of the four members was that they were being given ample time to adjust with the addition of their new member and start to practise as a five-piece group moving forward, ready for their October 2019 debut with the mini album ‘BETTER IS MORE.’

But Jaehee’s addition went the opposite direction to what Seungdae had hoped. Instead of taking him on under their wing and him slotting into the relationship the four had already gradually established over the years spent together, the new maknae fit with the rest of BONSOIR like oil and water—which is to say, he didn’t. They just.. Didn’t get along. Even after the near year they had to try, Jaehee still didn’t click. By the time debut rolled around they could all be civil, obviously, and knew how to keep up good enough appearances for the public, but after the cameras were off they all mostly acted as if they didn’t know him. He got it from Yijun the worst, who—after a few months of attempting surface-level kindness, even if it was only because of Hyeonmin’s pleading—dropped all pretence completely and let him know any time he was able to that, in his eyes, BONSOIR was a group that Jaehee just didn’t belong to. Wasn’t meant for. And never would be, however hard he tried. It never went as far as outright bullying him, but he never had a nice thing to say any time he was in conversation with him, either.

BONSOIR continued promotions as normal as a five-piece after their debut, coming out with as much non-music-related content like any other group does. Relations behind the scene were more dismal than ever, though. Yijun was still firmly holding grudges against both Jaehee and Jiyeol (the latter for a petty fight they’d had after the rumours of Jaehee joining them had first arose), Mai was playing instigator any chance he got, and in the middle of it all was Hyeonmin—who didn’t really care about any of the fights nor take any sides, and just continued his day-to-day as he always did. It seemed they were just going to carry on this way for as long as they were active—that was, until the article dropped.

Late March 2020, the (mostly unknown, at the time) journalist Song Kyumin dropped a piece detailing all of what Jaehee had been put through by the hands of his members up until that point. Mainly criminalising Yijun and Mai (although Jiyeol did receive a few blows, as well as Hyeonmin for his lack of doing anything to stop it), the article was quick to blow up—fans and nonfans alike expressing their shock over the cruelty the maknae was victim to, as well as theorising on who and where Kyumin got the information from to spill in the first place. JAGUAR made no such statement on the article, not acknowledging it at all—and not even the insiders had any information on what was going on inside their walls, not hearing word of anyone being blamed for the incident or any dismissals from the company. All group activities came to an abrupt end, and in a similar fashion to how they had predebut when Jaehee signed to the company, BONSOIR went entirely silent. Nobody would hear anything more of them until the official disbandment notice in early May that same year, a simple one-page affair signed off by Seungdae and left at that. They were a group that didn’t last that long at all (although admittedly they had a longer run than SLOW MOTION) and their demise was kind of their own fault. After that JAGUAR would go on to have a 14-month long period of absolutely nothing happening—until the news of CHERRYADE dropped in July 2021.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀BONSOIR

LABEL⠀ㅇ⠀JAGUAR

DEBUT DATE⠀ㅇ⠀OCTOBER 22, 2019

GREETING⠀ㅇ⠀THE CLOCK STRUCK MIDNIGHT! WE’RE BONSOIR!

FANDOM NAME⠀ㅇ⠀SOIRÉE’s

ACTIVE FROM⠀ㅇ⠀2018—2020

PART vi. (2) the members

i.⠀길지열

Jiyeol was relatively quiet with his ambitions (ever the pessimist, not wanting to have too high hopes lest they get scrapped—which, as it turned out, he was right for), straightforward and blunt with his leadership. He was realistic to a fault, not being able to read the room well enough to realise when people want things buttered up or watered down—he was just unable to give anything but the cold, hard truth, which caused a few major rifts in relationships with a few people over the years (Yijun, to name one of the main ones). He could let loose and have a little fun sometimes (namely when Mai dragged him out to one party or another and wouldn’t let go of him until he managed to get a smile on his face), but the majority of the time he mostly maintained his apathetic and almost-bored attitude. Despite the fact not much has been heard from him since BONSOIR’s end, some people think there’s something coming. No one’s sure what, exactly, but.. We’ll see.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀KIL JIYEOL ( 길지열. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀JUNE 1, 1996

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEADER, LEAD RAPPER, FOTG

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀NAM YOONSU

ii.⠀매일우

More than anything else, Ilwoo wanted fun. More than responsibilities, more than pleasantries, more than any other false pretences. He wanted entertainment, for himself and himself only—and if that meant making other people the butt of the joke, making a few too many jabs at their expense to be considered friendly, then he’d do it anyway. All he wanted was a quick laugh, an easy fix—a want that translated to a few of his other habits, also. He’d lay off and play nice if he knew he wouldn’t get a reaction out of whoever he was tormenting (although he wouldn’t call it that, of course), but as soon as he knew it was a one-way ticket to get under someone’s skin it would be practically never-ending. Not much has been heard from him since their disbandment, bar from his appearance in the background of a few non-friend’s photos and some scarce sightings of him at some club or another.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀MAE ‘MAI’ ILWOO ( 매일우. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀MARCH 10, 1998

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN DANCER, LEAD VOCALIST

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀KIM JUNGWOO

iii.⠀오현민

You could spend years side-by-side with Hyeonmin, and by the end of it you still wouldn’t have been able to tell how he felt on any given day. He was a book full of blank pages to even his former members for the first few months they knew each other, written in an unknown tongue in invisible ink. Impossible to get to know, and seemingly unkeen to make any of the first moves to talk to them, either. Once you put the effort in and break down the walls, though, you’ll most likely be rewarded—he’s reliable, not mean-spirited or likely to hold petty grudges, and can even crack a good joke here and there if he’s really in a good mood (or drunk). Similarly to the three of his bandmates that didn’t end up in CHERRYADE, Hyeonmin has been silent since they were scrapped—although he has been spotted hanging out with Yijun a few times, which came as no surprise seeing how close the pair are.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀OH HYEONMIN ( 오현민. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀NOVEMBER 13, 2000

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN VOCALIST, SUB RAPPER

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀CHOI JONGHO

iv.⠀喬宜君

The Yijun from now compared to the him from back then is, to some, completely unrecognisable. He was a little on the quiet side during his years as a trainee, only really starting to shine when alongside his to-be groupmates and whenever the evaluations came around and he knew he had to put his all into it. The more bubbly side came to stay during the MAYDAY era, but then it all came to a grinding halt in the form of Jaehee joining the four. He kept up the act of liking him just as much as any of his other bandmates for the public, but most of the time behind the scenes put no effort into trying to play nice. The shift in personality was permanent, it seemed, and it’s assumed that the happier side of Yijun will still be long gone during his time in CHERRYADE.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀QIAO YIJUN ( 喬宜君. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀JANUARY 26, 2001

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀MAIN RAPPER, LEAD DANCER, CENTRE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀ZHONG CHENLE

v.⠀안재희

Eager to prove himself after making the impulsive jump into the idol industry, Jaehee was throwing everything he had into every appearance he made in public after the official BONSOIR debut, trying the best he could to find a place for himself in amongst the already long-established bonds between the four boys he was shoved in with. For the most part, it didn’t work in the slightest. While Hyeonmin could at least stand to spend time with him whenever they weren’t on a schedule, to the rest it was like that sounded like the worst possible way they could spend their days. He spent his years with the group wishing he could be anywhere else—and with CHERRYADE, he might get his wish, but with the cost of Yijun being right there beside him. So, really, it might not be so much of a win after all.

NAME⠀ㅇ⠀AHN JAEHEE ( 안재희. )

BORN⠀ㅇ⠀JULY 8, 2002

POSITION⠀ㅇ⠀LEAD RAPPER, DANCER, MAKNAE

PLAYED BY⠀ㅇ⠀CHOI HYUNWOOK

NOV 2018⠀MAYDAY⠀(FROM PREDEBUT SINGLE: “MAYDAY”)

OCT 2019⠀MORE⠀(FROM MINI ALBUM: “BETTER IS MORE”)

And there, finally, is that. Discographies from these boys look pretty dismal compared to who I covered in the last part, so sorry for that, but I guess it’s not really my fault—blame them. (Or the public, in the case of SLOW MOTION. Is that a low blow?). I hope this information means at least a little bit of something to you, and that with it in mind you come to form your own opinion about the possible fate of CHERRYADE. Personally, I’m rooting for them, but you might’ve read all this and decided you hate their guts already. I don’t suppose anyone would blame you. Anyway, bye again. Once more, I’ve been justbcmb, and enjoy your night!

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