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OKAY FIRST OF ALL HEY BABY IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH
And yesssss I see the update where you’re writing for killing stalking!!! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 literally going to die I’m so happy
BUT OKAY, a chubby reader (yk your girl thicc 🤪) yandere/toxic relationship/SMUTTT with Sangwoo where he cheats on Y/n all the time but she’s cocky because he always comes back to them. Then one day Sangwoo gets upset by Y/n’s cockiness and he teaches her a lesson…..
I LOVE YOU BABE AND MUAHHH I MISSED YOU
LOSING YOU
OH SANGWOON X FEM!CHUBBY!READER
cw: degrading, dubcon, implied kidnapping, references to murder, infidelity, he’s just super mean and weird, jealousy, threats of murder
a/n: this one is so fucking late and i’m sorry but i did it! this is going to flop because i never post and it’s a weird one so reblog please i love you
“Y/N? You awake?”
Of course you are, you always wait for him.
“Yes. You’re back late.”
Your voice was quiet with fatigue, but he could hear you alright as he removed his clothes and dropped them beside the bed. You had your back to him, but you could hear the soft thud of his jeans coming down to the hardwood floor, you could hear his shirt land on the edge of the bed. The house was eerily quiet when he wasn’t there, you didn’t like when he was gone. He always came back though. Always.
“Yeah, I was talking to this girl, Jieun. She goes to the same university as me.”
He lifted the covers and slotted himself behind you, your ass tucked right into his crotch, and he slung his big arm across your chest. You could smell him, he reeked of alcohol and girl. You’re sure if you turned around you would see his neck littered in hickeys, the top of his shoulders covered in nail marks. It was the same every time he went out, but what did that matter?
Those girls may think they’ve done it, gotten sangwoo to ’open up’, show them the ‘real him’, but they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. Only you know sangwoo, the real him. He probably tells all those girls about some version of his tragic past, his abusive father, his suicidal mother, and they think they know all there is to know about him. Until the next day and there’s parts of them rotting in sangwoo’s trunk.
You know everything. And you love him anyway. You are the only one for him, and you know it. He always comes back. You know he belongs to you. With you. He needs you like air, every day he comes home and fucks you like an animal, holds you tight, kisses you, he’s even soft with you, real sappy and disgusting. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that he likes you a lot, he just... has a short attention span. You’re all he thinks of when he gets home, and it’s not like he really thinks about the other girls. You know it means less than nothing to him with them, and that’s all that matters. And when they’re dead afterwards, there no competition of who he likes more. You were never a jealous type anyway.
“I had sex with her in the men’s bathroom. From behind, against the wall. Then up against the mirror.”
Well, that was new.
“Oh?” you said, ”Did you have fun?”
He never told you the details of his flings, he just didn’t try to hide them, so this was strange. Maybe it was a close call with the authorities and he’s anxious about it.
You feel an curt exhale on your back.
“Of course I had fun. She’s not dead if that’s what you’re thinking. We just fucked.”
Why was sangwoo being so strange?
“Ok,” you turned around to face him, still in his hold. You noticed it’s getting tighter. Just as you thought, you could see blotchy pink hickeys on his neck in the dimming light. His face was neutral, unreadable looking down at you. You can’t lie, he was intimidating like this. To survive sangwoo, to live with him, you have to read him, and read him you cannot.
“Are you alright sangwoo?”
“Obviously,” he snapped, before sighing,
”Don’t you even want to have sex?”
You nearly laughed, but it’s in your best interest not to.
“You mean right now? Aren’t you tired?”
“No I’m not tired!” his voice booms, and you flinch against the covers.
He rolled you over to your back and now he loomed above you, something burning in his eyes. His hands were either side of your face, and his knees caged in your body, tapering in at the thighs, pushing the fat around to a near painful squeeze.
“Whats wrong with you? Aren’t you angry? I fucked someone else, stupid bitch.”
Mouth slightly agape, you tried to process. You didn’t even react to the name calling anymore, although the throb of hurt would never go away.
“You want me to be angry with you?”
“No, of course I don’t. I just want to know why you’re so ok that I cheated on you.”
You had absolutely no idea what was going on, and you were afraid to ask.
Isn’t this every mans dream? A girl that doesn’t care when he sleeps around? What’s his problem?
“Sangwoo...” you breathed, struggling to find the words. You were so confused.
“You always come back,” you wait a second, and when he doesn’t seem to be appeased, you continue, “I don’t care because you always come back to me. I know you like me best, that’s all I care about.”
His frown falters, momentarily, before a meaner, colder look takes his face. In the darkness he’s still beautiful and terrifying.
He hated that you make him burn. Sangwoo doesn’t burn for anyone, he burns people. And yet, everything about you is so... he can’t put it into words how he needs you. The thought of you with another man makes him close to violence, very close. So why can’t you do the same? Why don’t you care? He knows you love him, he isn’t an idiot. But... you aren’t showing it how he wants. Maybe you’ve gotten a little too comfortable. Maybe he needs to rectify that.
“You think I need you that much?” his voice had dropped an octave, gotten quieter. You knew to be careful now.
“No, but-“
“You do, don’t you? You think I’m your lovesick puppy? You think you’re in control?”
“Sangwoo, you’re not-“
“Don’t try and deny it.” his face was blank, totally blank, eyes boring into yours. He stares at you a while longer, and when he got no reply, he continued.
“Well, you’re wrong Y/N. I don’t need you. You need me.”
“I know Sangwoo, I do need you,” your voice shook, heat of the bed doing nothing to quell the cold creeping up your spine.
“Do you think you’re the only one that makes me cum?”
“No, but-“
“But I’m the only one that makes you cum?”
“Well, yes-“
“So what are you so smug about? Get up.”
He leant back, away from you to let you obey him, and got up slowly, towering above you. He stood expectantly, and you stared up at him from the mattress, not quite sure what to think.
“I said, get up,” his tone was sharp, it was hard to disobey.
You pushed yourself up as fast as you could manage, rocking gently to your feet. Your arms hung awkwardly at your sides, you weren’t sure what to do with yourself. His glare was unforgiving, but you couldn’t deny the throb in your clit at the anticipation.
“Turn around.”
And you did, a thrill running through your body. You were still stood stock still when he pried your arms from your sides and he pushed you against the wall, body pressing up against you. It hurt a little, but he was quick to make you forget.
Hands gripping your waist, he ground himself against your plump ass. Your hands were in front of you, bracing yourself against the wall. You made chopped breaths and little whimpers as he groaned into your skin, getting more and more annoyed at you; you drive him insane, why are you so calm? Why can’t you be like he is? You should be stupider, need him more. What the fuck is wrong with you?
He stopped grinding his erection on you all of a sudden, grip not relaxing for a second. Your eyes darted around the icy dark, heart thundering in your chest, face still against the wall.
“Sangwoo...” you whimpered, and he could feel the heart beat of your fat little pussy, “please, keep going.”
He huffed from his nose and his breathe ran down you neck once again.
“Then beg.”
Tears pricked your eyes as you stopped to process what he had said.
“Are you deaf? I told you to beg. Beg for me if you really want me that bad. Prove it.”
“Oh!”, you started as it clicked in your head, and the throbbing of your pussy became insatiable,”Please Sangwoo! Please, give it to me, please! I need you, please!”
He smiled at the whininess in your voice, the desperation. The need.
“I still don’t know if you deserve it,” he had taken on a playful tone now, temper seemingly subdued by your little display.
“Sangwoo!” you whined in protest, desperately pushing back into him. He groaned breathily at the feeling of your ass pressed right into him, the fat cushioning his cock teasingly.
His dick throbbed and he gave in,
“Fine, I’ll give it to you. You really are pathetic you know that?”
And he yanked down your tiny little pyjama shorts, to find your bare pussy underneath.
“Anything I tell you to do you do it.”
Your eyes squeezed shut and you yelped when he delivers a sharp slap between your legs, spread awkwardly open for him against the wall.
“But you still act like your better than me.”
He pressed against the small of your back with one hand, keeping you squashed tightly against the wall, chubby cheeks squishing at the pressure. With the other hand, he hastily undid the zip of his jeans, pulling them down around his thighs. Erection bobbing against your bare ass, he pulled his boxers down to his jeans and you stifled a whimper at the anticipation.
He always got weird like this when he was angry, and mostly you just had to stick it through. He would calm down after he had had his way with you.
Slowly, he lined up, relishing in the little whimpers coming from you. And he pushed in, groaning at how fucking wet you were. It was nearly impossible to go slow, you were so soft and he was angry at you, and yet he did, for fear he would cum too quick if he didn’t.
“You’re not better than me, alright?”
You huff, the stretch of his thick cock making you tense.
“Alright?”
“Yes,” you whined through pouty, drooly lips,”I’m not better than you. I’m sorry Sangwoo, I’m really sorry.”
“tsk,” he gives you one grind of his hips, nestling his enormous cock into you,”You’re just saying that ‘cause you want me to fuck you.”
“No! That’s not it.”
Tears were blurring your vision and you fought with your entire being not to moan, feeling his fat dick rub warm against your insides. He was moving ever so slightly to torment you, make you feel guilty for wanting to moan like a bitch when your poor boyfriend was so upset at you. You knew you had to keep talking, because he still wasn’t moving, and the feeling was enough to drive you mad.
“I love you, Sangwoo, I promise, it’s not-“
But suddenly, he started drawing in and out of you, not slow but not fast either. You let out a gasp of relief, and he smirks behind you.
“Alright, that’s enough outta you. Just take my dick like a good slut. Ohh fuck-“
You squeezed hard and his hips stuttered, pace increasing involuntarily.
He fucked hard into your gummy cunt, and you dripped down onto his balls. Eyes rolling back, he let out a string of grunts right next to your ear, making you shudder.
“See how I got you?” he said breathlessly, gripping the fat of your waist so hard it will probably bruise. The feeling of his breath against your neck made your stomach flip.
“This is just how I was fucking her,” and he drove into you again, grunting.
“I’m fucking you just like I was fucking her.”
You can only whine in response, something he takes as dismay. It pleased him.
“She was tighter,” his balls slap on your clit,”Not such a whore.”
Drool is inched past you lips, but you’ve gone limp in his grasp, only able to brace yourself against the wall. You heard him, but you’re unable to think about what he’s saying. You mumbled,”yeah, yeah, yeah”, he likes to be listened to.
“Maybe I should just get rid of you and keep her instead, maybe she’d be more fucking grateful”
Your breath hitched and there’s a sinking feeling in your stomach. You froze, and he laughed.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?”
You whined as his cock ploughed against your insides, cheek mushing against the wall. But that sinking feeling got deeper.
“Shit,” he hissed, his pace slowing,”I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside you.”
You hummed, still panting.
That feeling of dread didn’t fade. It didn’t fade when he came inside you, gruff grunting and a punishing grip on your waist. It didn’t fade as he pulled out, let go of you and let you fall to the ground. It didn’t fade as you felt his presence behind you, staring down at the top of your head.
And it didn’t fade as he walked away, back into bed, called you to him like he loved you. Told you that he loved you, kisses your temple.
And as you crawled into his arms, shaken, sweating, Sangwoo smiles. You need him to keep you alive.
You need him.
His hand rested over your chest, he could feel your heart rate. He could feel your fear. And it made him happy.
You were as afraid of losing him as he was of losing you.
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48. the promposal
[ synopsis ] choi beomgyu has spent his entire senior year slacking off and causing mischief. but, due to his inattentiveness, his slacking off went too far and if he doesn't improve the grade in his literature class he'll guarantee himself a seat in summer school. yn has big dreams to be on stage and star on broadway. however, she needs to impress recruiters with one last production as the lead in order to earn herself a spot in a new york based school. when beomgyu's literature teacher makes him join their drama club for extra credit, their futures quickly become intertwined and dependent on each other.
[ notes ] it’s happening at last 🥹
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Tonight was the night.
YN had planned this night down to every last possible detail. From her outfit, the path they would take, the order in which they’d eat the picnic she prepared, to even which patch of grass they’d lay their blanket on. To say she was nervous was an understatement. If she could describe the way her palms were sweating and ears ringing, she’d say she was likely petrified.
Confessions aren’t the easiest things to do. You’re putting yourself in a vulnerable position by laying all your feelings and emotions down to someone and not knowing what reaction they would have was the scariest part. YN has been assured many times by her friends and members of the club that Beomgyu must have genuine feelings for her. No one could ignore the way his face lit up whenever she entered the room. Or, the way he’d smile like a lovesick fool as he watched her perform. He stuck beside her like gum at rehearsals. His feelings were obvious.
But, YN still had her doubts. She hasn’t experienced being in a relationship throughout high school. She wasn’t sure what signs to look for to determine whether or not someone liked her back. From the beginning, Beomgyu and her both stressed the fact that everything they did was part of the plan to get comfortable with acting as a couple on stage. And their plan worked beautifully. Everyone became obsessed with their dynamic both onstage and off. They had a connection anyone with sense could see.
So, when she was planning her daring promposal with Yunjin, she knew she wanted to pay homage to the place that started it all. The Han River.
Their first “date” was at the Han River, Beomgyu’s favorite place to take his dates. He always chose it because it allowed him to connect with the girls he was seeing. But, no one has ever come close to giving him the same feeling his ex-girlfriend Jieun gave him. Jieun was his first love and the first girl he bared his heart and soul to. Even though it’s been nearly over two years since they broke up, Beomgyu thought about her constantly. It wasn’t until he met YN did he begin to think about her less and less. Eventually, all he could think about was YN. Her smile. Her laugh. Her hair. Her skin. Her voice. Her perfume. Her.
Even at this moment as they walked side by side down the same path they took on their first “date”, all he could do was stare at her. Even when she pointed her phone camera at him, he was looking only at her. All he wanted to do was take in every last moment he had with her while he had the chance.
It wasn’t until they arrived at their destination did Beomgyu realize what was going on. He noticed the path they took, the patch of grass they set up on, and the outfit YN wore. It was just like their first date. He sat beside YN on the blanket, a wide grin on his face as he watched her set up the picnic she brought along.
“What’s all this?” He asked, tone full of wonder.
“I thought it would be really special if we recreated our first date as our last,” YN replied, displaying a shy smile as she tried to avoid looking at Beomgyu as she explained. “We barely knew each other then, but now, I feel like I’ve known you my whole life. It’s like coming full circle, no?”
Beomgyu had an expression of utter amazement on his face. She put so much effort into this final “date”. He was touched she went through all this trouble for them. It made the moment even sweeter.
They ate the picnic spread, enjoying laughs and deep conversation. There were a lot of things Beomgyu loved about YN. But, her laughter was one of the best. Knowing she was happy made him feel better about everything that’s been going on the last few weeks. Even though he was miserable trying to figure out what to do about his heart, it brought him peace of mind knowing she was doing just fine.
“So, did you enjoy being a drama kid these last two months?” YN asked, happily popping a grape in her mouth. Beomgyu huffed a laugh, leaning back on his hands on the blanket. He thought for a moment before turning his head to look at YN facing him, legs crossed and the container of grapes in her lap.
“I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would,” he confessed, gaze lingering on the slight blush spreading across YN’s cheeks.
“Uhm,” YN cleared her throat, brushing off her palms before reaching into her picnic bag for the last item she prepared. Beomgyu sat up straight, adjusting his body to face her. She pulled out a green bento box like the kind she always brought for their lunch sessions.
Her fingers fiddled with the lid, hands shaking slightly as she placed the box on her lap. She looked up at Beomgyu, curiosity painted his face. “I brought you something special,” she said.
Beomgyu smiled, taking the box from her hands and holding it in his own lap. He gently propped open the lid, the smile on his face faded as he looked at the contents of the bento.
Four pieces of kimbap lined up; and, on each, a piece of seaweed lettering cutout and placed to spell: PROM?
He looked up at her, eyes wide. YN could feel her chest begin to cave in on itself, the nerves too much to cope with. She took a deep breath, hands reaching down to grip the blanket for some kind of support. It was now or never.
“Ah, I, I uhm,” YN stuttered. Beomgyu reached out, grabbing her hand from the blanket and held it in his own. He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles, trying to relax her. She gripped his hand, taking one last deep breath before finally coming clean.
“Beomie, I like you,” She confessed, locking eyes with him. “I wasn’t sure whether or not this was just a proximity thing or if I was just too far into this whole situation we’re in. But, now I’m sure. I’m sure that once this is all over, I still want to be close to you. I still want to talk to you and see you like how I do now. I really like you, Choi Beomgyu.”
No turning back. YN fought the urge to run away before hearing what he had to say. The uncertainty in his expression was scary, and she didn’t know what he was thinking.
“Prom is the next big school event after the spring production,” she continued. “It’s a good chance for us to be together and figure out if this is worth pursuing. But, honestly, I think I already know it is.”
Beomgyu remained silent. His shock rendered him speechless. He tried to process everything at once. Now he knows YN feels the same. She’s asking him to prom. She wants to pursue what they could have together, just like him. She wants to be with him the way he wants to be with her. It couldn’t have been made easier for him to decide what to do.
YN anxiously awaited his response, her face hot from the blush. His silence felt like an eternity although it was less than a minute. Within that minute, the mere sound of the river waves and people conversing around them only amplified YN’s uneasiness. But, as Beomgyu adjusted himself, parting his lips slightly, she felt her hope start to flourish. She couldn’t help the way her smile widened, anticipating the answer she had imagined receiving all week.
“YN,” He said softly. His grip on her hand slowly released. “We can’t.”
Her smile dropped almost in an instant. The color from her face draining, gaze falling down to the bento in Beomgyu’s lap. Her vision became hazy as tears began pooling at the brim of her eyes. The sting took her attention off the sound of her own heart-shattering.
“I’m so sorry,” Beomgyu practically whispered. “But, we’re just… not compatible.”
He couldn’t stop thinking about what Yeonjun told him. He was right and Beomgyu hated it. YN’s future was bright, and she couldn’t possibly get to where she belonged if Beomgyu was in her way. He decided there was just no room for him in her future. He thought it would hurt less to follow through with his original plan of stopping things before they manifested into something greater. But, what he didn’t expect was YN taking the leap to ask him to prom and confess. And, as he watched the tears streaming down YN’s face, Beomgyu felt a pain he could barely fight through.
This wasn’t the response YN had been anticipating. Everyone around her had been so sure that Beomgyu felt the same, and she even though she had her doubts, she started to think just maybe it was true. But here she was, sitting in front of him with tears in her eyes as he rejected her promposal in the most gentle way he could. Even then, he was doing his best to be so incredibly kind and attentive to her. And somehow, that just hurt more.
“No, I’m sorry,” YN choked out, wiping her face with her palms. “I should’ve known better than to buy into the act we were putting up. How embarrassing.”
YN tried to laugh it off through sniffles, but the tears just kept coming.
“Wait, YN, that’s not what I meant,” Beomgyu puled. He pushed aside the bento box, trying to reach out to her. But, YN held her hands up, stopping him. She shook her head and began collecting her things.
“It’s okay, Beomgyu, you don’t have to explain,” She sniffled, avoiding eye contact as she got herself up on her feet. “Let’s just leave it at this.”
Beomgyu winced, hearing her refer to him by his full name in that tone. “Where are you going?” His voice was desperate, arm still reaching out to her, hoping she wouldn’t go.
“I think it’s time to call it a night,” She sighed, wiping her last tear. “I’ll see you at opening night. Good luck.”
She walked away, leaving Beomgyu on the blanket alone. He fought back his own tears as he watched her go. There was just no other way this could have ended. It was good it ended. Wasn’t it? This way she can go to New York without worry like she originally planned. This way the distance wouldn’t distract her the way it would him. This way she could focus on her career, reaching the stage she was meant to be on. This way… Beomgyu wouldn’t have to say goodbye to her the way he had to say goodbye to Jieun.
[ note 2 ] i am so sawry
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hansol: the lovers playlist
characters: hansol x female reader (sorta reader x jackson wang lmfao)
genre/warnings: idol au, best friends to strangers, getting over a ‘breakup’, not really angst but not really fluff???, alcohol consumption, mentions of sex but it’s all implied and nothing actually happens they’re just talking about sex, reader and co are partying so i feel like it’s illegal if jackson wang doesn’t show up at least once lmao
word count: 951
summary: the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun
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a/n: things in bold italics are song lyrics and things written in plain bold are in english
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‘Let’s go girls.’
Hearing that sentence alone could make you throw a bus. There was something about some good ol’ Shania that really got you going. And this exact song was exactly what you needed to hear while getting ready to go out that night.
“Do you think they’d play this if I asked?” you absentmindedly asked your members as you tried to fix your eyeliner.
“I don’t think anyone else in the club would really like the song as much as you and Mari,” Jieun chuckled as she pressed her false eyelashes into her real ones.
“I’ll pay them any amount of money.”
“Don’t tell them that,” Eunji warned. “They’ll get you to.”
Your members were happy to see you were finally feeling at least a little better. You were hiding away in your room less, which was improvement. So they decided to take advantage of your more optimistic state to go out for the night. But this time, they decided to go out to one of those clubs that was specifically for ‘celebrities’ or whatever. It wasn’t so much that they didn’t want to be noticed or have anything put on the internet, but they were more so concerned for you. They figured the less stress, the better for your mental health.
As the twelve of you finished getting ready, you sang along softly to the music -- as opposed to Mira who was full-on belting the lyrics, pausing in between touching up her blush to use her brush as a microphone.
When the song was over, you paused your makeup to look over to Mira, saying, “I think we need to listen to that again.”
She smirked with a nod as she grabbed her phone, “I like the way you think. Pregame, anyone?”
-
Pregaming would’ve been a good call, had Soey’s boyfriend and his group not shown up. It wasn’t that you didn’t like them -- you adored them, actually -- it was just that they were being a little too...generous.
Back during your trainee days, it was relatively common to run into senior groups. Soey just so happened to end up sneaking around with a certain Kim Taehyung because he was worried people would think he was taking advantage of a trainee with his senior status. When your group formed, you and the rest of the girls had a pretty big suspicion, but neither of them would admit it until about a month into your debut. They were still hidden to the public, but their respective social circles were aware that they were an item.
So seeing your groups together, Namjoon took it upon himself to order a round of shots. You’d already done 3 back at the dorms, but one more wouldn’t hurt, right?
But then Taehyung declared another round, announcing, “For ______ to get over her situationship!”
Of course Taehyung knew all about you and Vernon. Soey told him everything. But that didn’t really mean that he told all of his members. He didn’t have much reason to bring up you or Hansol, so he kept those details to himself.
“What happened?” Jimin frowned upon hearing this.
You were already feeling the affects of the alcohol, so you leaned against the bar and rolled your eyes, launching yourself into this big schpiel about what had happened between you and Seventeen’s Vernon. And the members listened diligently -- even Yoongi, who seemed more preoccupied sipping his whiskey and staring down at his glass, but still kept his ears trained on your voice.
And that was the beginning of your drunken downfall, because now all of them felt bad and wanted you to have your fantastic ‘getting over him’ night. Taehyung bought a round of shots, Jimin bought you a cocktail, and then Hoseok bought you another when your first was gone. And because of their connections and them introducing you to other people, they were buying you free shots and drinks as well, just as a friendly way to say ‘nice to meet you’.
One of those people was, of course, Jackson Wang. Namjoon had introduced him as an ‘avid partier’, to which you had made a joke about liking to party, as well. So you two naturally gravitated toward each other -- though were you more sober, you probably wouldn’t have gotten that far. You had too much alcohol in you for the amount of confidence you had, and your stupid ego just kept getting more and more inflated with each stupid pick-up line Jackson threw at you with his sweet smile and twinkling eyes. He might’ve just been trying to sleep with you, or maybe he was genuinely flirting, or maybe he was just trying to be nice but the alcohol was making him a little too bold. Either way, your growing god complex was obsessed with it and wanted more.
“Can I ask you something?” Jackson said out of the blue as the two of you sat on one of those fancy leather couches where you’d typically see VIP people sitting and ordering drinks with their entourages.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Since you said you like to party so much,” he began with a smirk, “can I ask what your favorite song to party to is? I’m friends with the DJ so I figured maybe I could play it for you.”
He probably assumed you’d say some trashy 2000′s song that you could grind against him to. He probably thought playing a song you liked would lead to something a little hotter than what the reality was.
Because a gasp left your mouth as your eyes went wide, and a dumb, wide smile spread across your face as you asked, “Y’know Shania Twain?”
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*ੈ🎄✩‧₊ It’s Christmas - is a holiday special single by the South Korean girl group, Hot Issue released by PetalPond entertainment on December 15 2023. It has a total of two tracks, the title track 'It’s Christmas' and the instrumental version of 'Its Christmas'. The single was made available in a physics and digital copy.
The girls did not promote this song on music shows etc, instead they promoted it through different versions of it, for example, the official music video, a recording version, a live version, and an acapella version on their official platforms.
🎁✩‧₊ FIND YOUR PHOTOCARD HERE !
*ੈ🎄✩‧₊ TRACKLIST !
It's Christmas (TITTLE TRACK)
It's Christmas Instrumentals
🎁✩‧₊ HOLIDAYS ISSUE - PHYSICAL ALBUM PACKAGING !
1 disc + photobook (26 photos) + one random photocard out of six + one festive posters + two holiday postcards + special holiday letters from each member + stickers
The era styling was SO GOOD, despite not being promoted on award shows the girls styling in the music video was STUNNING!
Despite being describe as 'PetalPond trying to make a quick buck' this was generally a very fun release from the girls.
In fans perspective the funniest part of this comeback was stellas contributions to the lyrics, 'I don't see you when your sleeping, cause its creepy'
the live and acapella version of the song is definitely the fan favourite version of this song.
the girls spent a lot of time vlogging and filming on variety shows around the time of the release of this song.
EVERYONES fav part of this release was Jieuns breath taking visual showcase, in her teaser, STUNNING.
The girls also covered popular English holiday songs in this time, jingle bell rock, snowman, last Christmas, and so many more.
Only Stella (for her one line^) was credited for lyrics.
Soomin commented how she didnt feel very attached to this song because she didnt grow up celebrating Christmas, later going into detail about their Christmas activity as a group and how they made her feel.
The girls did a secret santa between the six of them, Petal getting Soomin, Soomin getting Melody, Melody getting Sooyeon, Sooyeon getting Jieun, Jieun getting Stella and Stella getting Petal.
The gifts consisted mostly of gift cards and clothing. Except for Melody who got Sooyeon a brand new set of reeds for her clarinet.
Jieun cut her hair back to the short shoulder length bob she had a few comebacks back.
Petal was dotted on a lot in the promotions, especially the dance bts dance performance video, due to her ankle injury she got last comeback.
#୧ ೀ DAZZLE ME ! ໒꒰ྀི -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ꒱ྀིა DISCOGRAPHY ୨ #fake kpop group#fake kpop idol#fictional idol group#fictional idol oc#fictional kpop community#idol oc#The fact that the first thing i post for their disc is a Christmas song
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If things were to go differently and Seokyoon could live somehow, how do you think he'd fit into the finale as a survivor rather than a victim? I'd love to hear your thoughts if you have the time!
Hey, hey! Guess who finally had the time :D
Alright, take a seat and make yourself comfortable, anon. Let's get deep into this.
First thing we need to do is determine how Seokyoon could have survived Eden. That's precisely what's gonna answer your question. You change the time and circumstances of his survival, you change his role in the story.
If Seokyoon was given something substantial to be afraid of before Moonjo's ambush on the 4th floor, he'd be inclined (I hope?) to escape and/or contact the police. And, sure, we saw how well both these routes went for Jongwoo, but please consider for this that Seokyoon has advantages that Jongwoo didn't have.
In the police route, he has the advantage of having Jongwoo to back him up in his accusations, and perhaps initiating an investigation that would either put the gang in prison or make the circus leave town sooner.
In the escaping route, he'd only need enough money for a bus/train ticket. He'd be fine, as long as he didn't take Jongwoo with him. Taking Jongwoo with him, or going with Jongwoo back to his hometown, would put him right in the center of Moonjo's radar. Seokyoon's advantage in this route is that nobody would go after him, because he's just a guy that may or may not know something, and no one would bother with that. If he takes Moonjo's obsession away from him, though... Well. There's no surviving that.
Jongwoo's words weren't enough to make Seokyoon leave in the original storyline, which is what led Seokyoon to investigate the 4th floor, looking for something to prove his/their suspicions. The two routes I presented so far could only work if Seokyoon had found proof and made it out of there alive, meaning no Moonjo and his weird sixth sense that tells him when someone is about to ruin his plans.
If Moonjo still finds Seokyoon there, it’s not game over yet, but he’d still have all the intention to take his teeth (you’d need some kind of deux ex machina to avoid this one, because Moonjo is definitely not—out of the kindness in his heart—letting a witness go when he's so close to his goal; especially not one he despises). The only question is if Moonjo is still letting him meet with Jongwoo or not.
Something I’d like to emphasize about Seokyoon and Jongwoo’s encounter specifically is that it did not need to happen at all. It was a caprice on Moonjo’s part, to prove a point. He was being cruel, and he wanted Seokyoon to fail. He knew Seokyoon would fail, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged it.
But let's consider he was wrong, and it backfired.
If Seokyoon didn’t cooperate with Moonjo’s instructions and babbled the truth to Jongwoo, or if Jongwoo just stayed a little longer and noticed his injured ankle, Moonjo would be in a position where he'd have no choice but to intervene. Seokyoon’s ankle is hard evidence—of assault, at least. One picture of that sent to Officer Soh, or a phone call to her, and there's the cops knocking at your door, immediately.
That won't do. Moonjo would have to stop them. Such a hassle! Knock both out, because he still needs Seokyoon’s teeth to complete the bracelet, and he takes the teeth while the victims are still alive (there's a procedure!). Keep both Seokyoon and Jongwoo unconscious until he finishes, because Jongwoo needs to be using the bracelet when Moonjo talks him into killing the others (Jongwoo is free to choose how he’s going to do it, of course, but the bracelet needs to be on his wrist).
In this scenario, there’s no Jieun. No need for that, when Jongwoo has proven he cares so much about Seokyoon, right? Moonjo keeps him alive the way he did with her, and everything proceeds as it did in the original storyline, except with Seokyoon in Jieun’s place, more or less unconscious the whole time.
And that’s a very important detail! Seokyoon can’t, by no means, be conscious during the massacre. The only reason Jieun, Jeonghwa and Mr. Ahn are still alive is that they were pretty much out of it while people around them were dying, so they don’t know the details, and, as survivors, they are going to testify on Jongwoo’s behalf, no matter the statement he gives the authorities.
Jongwoo considers Seokyoon a friend and he may trust him (when paranoia gives him a break), but there’s no reason for Moonjo to trust him as well. He’s not letting a witness walk free in the world with the power to put Jongwoo in jail at their convenience. You don’t get this far by being reckless.
Other than that, yes, I think Seokyoon would be fine in this one.
There’s also a route where Jongwoo doesn’t stay, Moonjo takes Seokyoon’s teeth anyway, but the other residents don’t get to kill him. Cross your fingers for this one, though, because it’s a close. Maybe they postpone it and forget about him long enough that they die first, or maybe the wounds they make aren’t enough to kill him (I’ve recently read a fic where it happened like that! They thought he was dead, but his heart was still beating when the paramedics arrived).
So these are a few divergences that could more-or-less-realistically have saved Seokyoon's life. As a survivor, I imagine he'd be no different from the others, and would stand by Jongwoo's side. I don't know what kind of help they received, but hopefully enough to put all of them back on their feet.
Seokyoon had a tough upbringing, with his parents abandoning him and he and his grandma struggling with poverty, until she died and left him too. He was already a survivor before Eden, and I believe he'd find the strength to carry on with his life (and maybe his dream, too).
However, depending on the circumstances of his survival and how much he experienced there, his spirit may unfortunately never be as high as it has been once—as in, he might survive, but he won't be the same as we remember him.
#answered#strangers from hell#sometimes I felt as if I was writing a time loop au or an interactive game while answering this. fun but hopefully not too confusing#thank you for sending the ask‚ anon! 💚#sorry for the delay#I hope the answer you were seeking is in the middle of this *gestures at everything* somewhere
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PROJECT BD
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On JANUARY 29, screen directory ROH JIHAE has proudly contacted herself the actors for her next movie, BLACK BANQUET. while confirming to each their role, she also shares that filming is scheduled to last from MARC 11 to MAY 24. the first cast metting and script reading will be on FEBRUARY 19.
starting that day, MAIN and LEAD cast members are fully liberated from their usual schedules to prepare full time for the movie, except for prior engagements.
ROLES
based on the headcanon posts in the previous part of the casting call, this is a list of who will be having what role:
AHN YEIN: BAE HANA ( LEAD ROLE )
BAEK SEONA: KIM BITNA ( MAIN ROLE )
LEE HYUNSOO: RYU JISUNG ( LEAD ROLE )
MOON JINO: IM CHANHEE ( GUEST ROLE )
SHIN JIEUN: SHIN SUNGKYUNG ( MAIN ROLE )
YOO HAEMIN: LEE YUNSU ( GUEST ROLE )
ZHENG LEO: CAI XIAOKANG ‘KANG’ ( LEAD ROLE )
congratulations to all of them for their roles ! if you are curious to know the basic details of their characters and storyline, you can check it over here on this DOCUMENT (tba) !
REQUIREMENTS 1
the success of the movie depends on its script but also on its cast members. for all posts related to this, please us the hashtag lgc:blackbanquet.
ADLIB SCENE: write a 300+ word solo or a 4 replies ( minimum 8 lines; 2 posts per mun ) thread with another actor in the movie (main, lead or guest) about your character(s) filming a completely script free scene for +6 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE ! ** can be done up to two times **
COMMENTARY: write a 300+ word headcanon post OR a solo explaining the muse’s thoughts about their character, acting, strengths, and weaknesses as an actor so far. the reflection will be done as a meeting with one of the acting coaches after filming has completely wrapped up +7 POINTS PERFORMANCE or ACTING !
to validate your skill points and collect your notoriety points, please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog before MAY 25, 2024 11:59 EDT.
MUSE NAME ∙ BLACK BANQUET BTS
- ADLIB SCENE: +6 ( skill points distribution ) [ LINK ] (** can be claimed 2 times ** )
- COMMENTARY: +7 ( performance, acting ) [ LINK ]
REQUIREMENTS 2
you have until MAY 25 to fulfill the following requirements depending on your type of role:
MAINS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply for 5 WEEKS. of the total 10 posts, 5 have to be about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). each set will give you 4 ACTING and 8 NOTORIETY POINTS.
LEADS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply for 3 WEEKS. of the total 6 posts, 3 have to be about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). each set will give you 3 ACTING and 6 NOTORIETY POINTS.
GUESTS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply ONCE. BOTH have to about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). the set will give you 2 ACTING and 4 NOTORIETY POINTS.
for the MAINS and LEADS, please keep in mind that we base the weeks similar to how we do activity checks. this means that if you post on JANUARY 30 and FEBRUARY 1, that will count as 2 posts for the week of JANUARY 28 ( after the activity check/7PM EDT ) through FEBRUARY 4 at 6:59PM EDT. however, if you posted on FEBRUARY 4 after the activity check ( ex. at 10PM EDT ), that will count for the following week ( FEBRUARY 4 - FEBRUARY 11 ). ideally, the best way to keep track of this is to assume that you have 2 REPLIES to do for each week instead of one ! you can also skip certain weeks so they do NOT need to be consecutive ( ex. meeting the reqs in weeks 1, 3, 7 for lead ).
use the hashtag lgc:blackbanquet make sure to submit your points before MAY 25, 11:59 EST to the points blog , you may send the points WEEKLY:
TITLE: MUSE NAME · BLACK BANQUET (SET #)
- 2 REPLIES or 1 SOLO/REPLY : +2/3/4 acting + 4/6/8 notoriety [ LINK 1 ] [ LINK 2 ]
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self-para \ be with you.
where: dae-eun's apartment
when: soon after this plot drop, near the beginning of s2.
mentions: @brxxksazars @sita-abbrams @deanhadwin (yep even him) @aranyasaeli @jieunparks @selintemel
he also mentions all of the deceased again but i’m not tagging you all <3 love you though
trigger warnings: mentions of death, murder, blood, & police. really long post.
a cold wind blows in my frozen heart
when I lean on a small candle and hold back my tears
everything in this world
hurts so much by your side.
Selin. The woman he'd loved—still did. Always would. Somewhere, deep down, he'd hoped she had as well. Not that he would ever know that now.
He misses their early days. Lazy mornings with cups of coffee, late-night conversations about anything and everything, playful arguments between two of the most stubborn people he'd ever known—yes, including himself. But that had all vanished the moment she'd gone to her father.
He still remembered the look on his face when she'd handed him the divorce papers: complete confusion. The way he'd felt when he found out she'd left—vanished, actually, gone without a trace. The long nights spent in an empty house, with nothing but the whirring of his laptop fan filling the rooms as he scoured news reports and local conversations for any sign of her, fearing the worst when he could find nothing.
Then he'd found one. By some miracle, he'd stumbled across a tweet from someone in the town about something—he couldn't remember. He didn't even remember who it was at this point—not that it really mattered, Selin had made her fair share of friends and enemies when moving here.
The decision wasn't a hard one: stay in an empty house or relocate temporarily to Nightrest. He'd left that weekend, unable to stay in the house any longer. He'd let his sister stay there instead. (And she could keep it now, for all he cared.)
His shock when finding out how the other woman was acting here. Sure, her attitude made slight sense towards him, but not towards others. His pure horror when she'd outed them in the public group chat—not to mention the feeling of betrayal. Of anyone he'd ever met, he knew that she understood what it felt like to have details you didn't want to be shared given out to the general public. She'd done the same thing that had been done to her to him.
And yet, he still forgave her, because of course, he did—just like he had with so many things. He forgave her for everything. For outing them, for running, for the divorce.
And now, she is gone, and he can never tell her those things in person.
He finds his mind wandering back to their previous conversation, his own words coming back to him: I hope you're happy. She'd been found on the balcony with Dean and Shadae—had they been together at her time of death? His texts after Vivi's death resurfacing in his mind: As long as you're not alone. As long as someone's there. At the time wishing it was him, but willing to accept the fact that it wasn't, and likely would never be again.
He takes a deep breath, blinking as he finally returns to the present. The coffee cup on the counter of the Daily Dose is getting cold and yet he's just staring at it, the barista watching him with a raised eyebrow. His stiff fingers finally wrap around the cup as he turns to leave, taking a sip as he steps out the door.
Bitter. Much more bitter than she used to make it.
The pain is overwhelming. It's been days, and he still feels like he can't move. Numbly going through the motions of his morning routine, only to go and sit on the couch and stare at the wall for the day again. Guilt stabs through his abdomen once more as he sits on the cushions, eyes unfocused somewhere near the coffee table.
For the first few days after the massacre, he thought his hands would never stop shaking. Part of the issue was likely that he didn't eat much, not until he could see Jieun. Only after he'd laid eyes on her again could he force food down his throat. In a way, it was worse than the night after Rhee's: he knew what the grief and guilt were going to feel like now, and there wasn't much he could do about it but wait for the waves to pass.
Jieun. So many regrets. Dae-eun was quickly realizing there were a lot of things about his life he regretted, but Jieun accounted for at least half of them.
He remembers long days spent in her room in Nightrest, bickering back and forth like siblings. She was the only one aside from his sister that he would tell things to, that he felt he could talk to, that he would truly consider a friend.
Growing up hurt. He saw her less and less, for various reasons. If he heard about her anymore, it was generally in a negative light: Jieun did this today. I can't believe she's like that. What a brat. His immature brain didn't really understand what was going on, and no one would explain things until much later, so he attached to his sister instead.
But deep down, he always missed her.
She was another reason he chose to go to Nightrest. Too nervous to make contact prior to his visit, he could still remember running into her in the cafe. Her checking up on him—because, in her own way, that was sort of what it was—after Selin put their relationship on blast. Her promising to keep him updated if the other woman went crazy. Her pressing him to carry a weapon around, despite his clear hesitation.
Then, of course, there were the more delicate moments—moments that neither of them would ever bring up again, but that he would never be able to forget. Her quiet question over coffee at the cafe, do you really think I'm next? (His idiotic, babbling answer, scaring her shitless.) Him promising—swearing to her that they would not die here. A promise he'd almost been unable to keep.
Where had he been when she'd been attacked? About halfway through the gala, he remembers realizing that he hadn't seen her in a while, but then something caught his attention—he can't even recall what it was now—and he was torn away again. He kicks himself now for not pushing harder, for growing complacent, but he can't change the past.
And then there was Rhee's. A side of Jieun he hasn't seen since they were young, the younger woman helping him back to her house after witnessing him absolutely fall apart in the parking lot. He'd left early in the morning, the guilt and sorrow still too heavy on his conscience for him to feel comfortable intruding on her space too long. He should've thanked her.
The honk of a horn jolts him from his thoughts and he pushes forward instinctively, car revving under his foot as he glances in the rearview mirror. He's on his way back to the hospital, and the sign comes into view as he pulls into a parking spot. Memories of the night after the gala spill into his head: him going to the hospital, pacing around the waiting room until they let him in to see her, his panic only barely subsiding when he sees her in the bed. (Crying himself to sleep in the nearby armchair, refusing to leave her side for the night. Not until she's awake, or that lunatic is behind bars.)
He shakes his head, putting the car into park and stepping out. He knows what awaits him inside those four walls and heads inside anyway, anxious to make sure she's still alright.
It's been almost a week, and the pain is just as bad as it was that night. Everything in his apartment reminds him of someone, in one way or another. The framed picture of him and Jieun as kids sitting on the kitchen counter. His phone, messaging and social apps a constant reminder of what he's lost. A small, wilting housewarming plant in the corner from Sita—he never had been good with greenery. The ring necklace from Selin still laying in a small pile on his table, untouched since the day he brought it in. His jacket from the night of the gala, tossed over a kitchen chair, vaguely stiff from where tears have soaked into the fabric.
There's a knock at the door from outside and he ignores it—it's probably just his takeout anyway. Someone yells something unintelligible before setting something down with a thud and walking off, and only after they've left does he dare to slowly pull himself to his feet.
Some days are better than others. Some days, the pain is a numb, dull ache, and he can walk around the house, get small things done. Other days, like today, it's sharp, stabbing—as if he was the one being murdered.
He somehow manages to cross the room and unlock the door, grabbing the delivery and relocking the door before slipping back inside to the couch. His phone is buzzing with notifications, probably from friends checking in—most of them from here in Nightrest that would understand if he didn't reply, and the others from concerned family members finding out as the news spread across the country.
The news. The words hit him somewhere in the back of his mind and he blinks blearily at the takeout in front of him, trying to formulate his thoughts against the throbbing pain of grief knotting his stomach. He isn't very hungry, anyway, and now he has an idea. Without a second thought, he pulls out his laptop from under the coffee table, opening it to a fresh document.
His fingers settle onto the keys in their all too familiar spots he's spent so long in before, and just…start tapping. Stream of consciousness at first, but slowly growing more and more coherent.
After a few hours, he has an article.
Nightrest: What to Take Away from the Small-Town Massacre
by Nam Dae-eun - June 1st, 2023
“As a journalist, I know better than most what “money-grab” articles look like—I’ve seen them before they were released to the public. Many of them are even worse than what is eventually published: cold, heartless blocks of text that remove all life from an event to report facts.
This is not that kind of article.
In Nightrest, Salem, Massachusetts, 2023 — a series of gruesome murders sweeps the town, with people dying faster than their families can grieve. In total, there were 18 deaths and 4 severely wounded before the killers were apprehended. Three perpetrators were the source of the sorrow that blanketed the town for months, touching nearly every one of its inhabitants in some way or another.
I traveled to Nightrest in early 2023, initially following an intriguing trail of folklore that I’d noticed. At the time, two bodies had washed up on the town's beaches, but the police weren’t thinking much of it, so it wasn’t publicized. Both Woodrow Hearst, the CFO of Kaplan Inc., and Louis Goodall, the lighthouse keeper, were found dead before my arrival.
Shortly after my arrival, a massive snowstorm blocked all travel in and out of the city for a few days. During this snowstorm, two more people were killed. Vivian Hayes, a sales clerk at the local thrift store The Treasure Trove, was found outside her place of work. Harlow Sotheby, a real estate agent from Salem, was found under a snowbank near the auto shop a few days later. Jacob Oh, a math teacher at Wardwell Academy, was also injured during the storm by what was later revealed to be an attempt on his life.
About a week following the incident during the snowstorm, three fires were set across the town at approximately the same time. Two buildings burnt empty, but the third had someone trapped inside: Amoni Brown, a nurse at Griggs General Hospital, was found in the bathroom after the flames were extinguished. A friend took me down to see the sites after their destruction. The damage was irreparable. It was at this point that I ditched my initial idea, following the murders more seriously. There had been six deaths and one failed attempt, and it was obvious things were more than just a coincidence. Still, the police failed to update people in a timely fashion.
Things had been slow in the town for a couple of days, with no one particularly eager to do much of anything. The deaths of four Nightrest natives had taken their toll. So when the news about the town’s own freshman shooting guard’s team making it to the Final Four in the March Madness tournament, people were desperate for a ray of good hope. A celebration was thrown at one of the restaurants in town, the final two games occurring with the whole town watching.
Five people would die that night. Brooks Azar, a Latin teacher at Wardwell Academy, collapsed at the bar during the end of the final game. Sita Abbrams, a pediatric surgeon at Griggs General Hospital, and Montez Phillips, a literature teacher at Wardwell Academy, were found outside the restaurant. Pierce Walker, an archivist at Wardwell Academy, was discovered in the bathroom. And Kerryn Bilal, a fisherman, was found in the restaurant's backroom with mutilated injuries. Clem Dupont, the host of two popular podcast series online, was also severely injured in the scuffle.
I’ve never seen an entire town go silent as quickly as Nightrest did that night. I myself had lost two close friends in the massacre, and I can tell you the pain was felt throughout the roots of the whole city. The police interrogation in that restaurant was nearly impossible to sit through: everyone just wanted to go home. That was one of the most difficult nights of my life, and I wasn’t even related to anyone attacked. I can only imagine how it felt for those that were closer. My heart goes out to them, for I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.
The community decided to try for optimism one last time, and a charity gala was held on April 15th at the Royal Cove Yacht Club. All proceeds from ticket sales would go towards rebuilding the businesses affected by the fires, and attendees could donate extra money if they so wished. Against my better judgment, I went. The majority of the night passed without a problem, but everyone was on edge. I talked to multiple people throughout the night, almost all of whom mentioned being concerned about the murderer in one way or another. In many ways, it felt as if we had gathered for slaughter.
We had. The gala was a massacre. There were eight deaths by the time the suspects were apprehended, two of which were suspects themselves: Kennedy O’Neill, a sales clerk at the local thrift store The Treasure Trove, and Peter Buckley, the general manager at the Royal Cove Yacht Club. Shadae Okoro, the owner of the Royal Cove Yacht Club, was found on the balcony along with Dean Hadwin, the owner of the technology store Wired, and Selin Temel, a horseback riding coach. Not far from them, Malachi Phillips, a basketball coach at Wardwell Academy, and Aranya Saeli, a Twitch streamer and content creator, were discovered dead. Aylin Yilmaz, the owner of Two Dogs Veterinary Hospital and Shelter, was found in the bathroom nearby. Kage Himura, the owner of the local oddities shop The Weeping Glass, and Jieun Park, a popular internet influencer, were also severely wounded in the attack.
The Salem Police Department questioned the entire ballroom, taking only one suspect into custody. This is the same police department that denied assumptions of murder for the first two cases and insisted on taking it slow for the next three. In addition, they were not communicative with the public about information regarding the deaths and refused to elaborate when asked what they were doing to apprehend the killers. I reached out to them for a comment on this article, but unsurprisingly, they declined to respond.
The chief of police, Nathan Buckley, was caught destroying evidence relating to his brother, Peter Buckley, one of the deceased and a suspected killer. His punishment has yet to be released as of the time of writing.
I refuse to let this article be just another emotionless recitation of police reports and medical records, so if there’s anything you can take away from this horrendous small-town tragedy, let it be this. People are more than ink on a page; they are more than pixels on a screen. People are real—beautifully, horrifyingly real. The people you’ve been hearing about in the news existed, for however brief a moment: they had family, friends, colleagues, people whose worlds have now ground to a screeching halt. They are worth your time, they are worth your understanding, and they are worth your sympathy.
Life can end in the blink of an eye, no matter where you are. So be thankful for the time you do have."
"DAE-EUN NAM is a journalist based in Salem, MA, and is the author of many current events articles here at—”
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Ari. Probably the hardest for him to rationalize. He'd overheard Malachi talking to a friend earlier that night about his girlfriend, and it only took him a few minutes to put two and two together. He'd kept an eye out for her the rest of the night, fearing the worst when the police arrived and he still hadn't seen her.
His gut instinct was correct, and he wasn't sure he would ever be able to get over the pain when he realized. He still couldn't get the image of the sweet, bubbly woman out of his head.
Their commiseration in their lack of understanding of basketball back at Rhee's. Just earlier that fateful night, when the two had shared drinks and laughter under the lights of the ballroom chandeliers. The fact that he had been one of the first she told about Mal, choosing to confide in him—despite the fact that he knew nothing about the other man. He'd done his best, even if he'd come up a bit short: circumstances proved ill-timed, tensions ran high, and everyone suffered for it. He still felt guilt deep down for it.
And now, he's coming home from her funeral, still somewhat in a state of shock. His car pulls into the driveway and he sits in silence for a bit, staring at the steering wheel as thoughts race through his head. Out of all of his friends, he'd miss her something terrible.
Brooks, Sita, Dean. The others he'd known flash through his head, sorrow still piercing him at each of their names. Brooks, one of his closest friends here in Nightrest. Sita, his first friend, who had become so much more by the time she passed. And Dean, who he really couldn't call a friend, and yet somehow he misses the other man all the same.
Nightrest isn't going to be the same for a while.
That line from his texts with Brooks kept eating at him for the rest of the year, a constant nagging thought at the back of his mind: What am I going to tell the kids? Call him weak, but Dae-eun had always had a soft spot for children—primarily because of his own experience as a kid. He’d never been accepted the way other kids were, for a variety of reasons. He’d also seen how Selin had been treated when she was younger, heard it all through the court cases, whether he wanted to or not, and though she may not have been a kid at the time, the effect was the same. Kids needed protection from things they could not stand up to, and all too often they were pushed to the side.
At the time, he hadn't known how to answer the teacher, brushing it off with a simple oh, what does one say to anyone in this kind of situation? But he understood. More than the other would ever know.
Taking a deep breath, he switched the tabs on his laptop screen, pages flashing in the darkened room of his apartment as he scanned the text once more. Everything seemed to be in order, and he saved the pdf file, closing it without another glance. The blinking cursor of his mouse sat staring up at him from the email he was in the process of drafting. It flickered on and off like the numbers on a clock, taunting him with its contents. Spurred on by a sudden rush of adrenaline, his fingers hit the keyboard with renewed vigor, the email finished in a matter of minutes.
Moments later, his index finger hovered over the return key, inches away from upending his whole life. If Jieun was there, she would either scold him for making a dumb decision or tease him for following his heart—and both options brought a small smile to his face. The image of her helping him home after the event at Rhee’s still lingered in his mind and he blinked.
He'd made up his mind shortly after the attack at the restaurant, but the gala had been too soon after for him to do anything before then. Besides, he realized with a half-smile, Wardwell had lost a fair bit of their staff in the murders, and they would need the extra help.
Click.
The email was sent. Slowly, Dae closed the lid of his laptop, staring at the spot in mid-air where it had been moments prior. It was official. He was staying in Nightrest.
It's been a week and a half. He's barely left the apartment since the gala, only leaving to get food or sit with Jieun in the hospital. In that time, he's written and edited an entire article, quit his job, and applied for another. The pain in his gut has finally eased to a dull boulder sitting in his stomach, and he takes a deep breath as he pulls on a shirt.
He has things to do. The world won't wait any longer for him to catch up.
April 29th, 2023
from: Nam Dae-eun <@ gmail . com>to: Frank Jones <@ gmail . com>subject: Submission and Resignation
Dear Mr. Jones,
I hope this message finds you well. During my time in Nightrest, I have written an article, per your request; however, you may well find that it is not the article I set out to write. In my opinion, this is a much more important story than some old folklore. I am attaching the article below. Do with it what you wish: either publish it, or throw it away; I do not care.
Regardless, the article will be uploaded. If it has not been published as is, without editing by June 5th, 2023, I will take it as a sign that you are not interested and will upload it myself. If it has been uploaded with edits, I will be uploading it myself in its pure form without further notice as soon as possible.
Furthermore, please accept this email as my formal notice of resignation from my position as a journalist here, effective immediately. While I appreciate all of the opportunities you have given me in the past, in order to grow, I have to move on to my next challenge: and that challenge will take place here, in Nightrest.
I will not be returning to Salem. If you require any further paperwork other than the resignation letter attached below, please contact me here.
Thank you again for all of the opportunities during my tenure. I wish you best of luck in your future endeavors.
Sincerely,
Dae-eun Nam
ATTACHMENTS:
Resignation_Letter_20230429.pdf
Nightrest:_What_to_Take_Away_from_the_Town_Massacres.pdf
CHARACTER UPDATE:
! Nam Dae-eun is now an English teacher at Wardwell Academy.
#{ reflections }#{ attack 022 }#// be warned; inconsistent tenses await ye#// this one is SUPPOSED to feel pretty disjointed so apologies lol#// i refuse to edit this any more take it#// sorry for laughing at your word count ev cause hAH-
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Catherine Graves reporting live from outside the Royal Cove Yacht Club which hosted the Charity Gala for Mama's just a few hours earlier. Our sources have told us this event claimed the lives of eight people and left two injured.
The victims— Shadae Okoro, Dean Hadwin, Aylin Yilmaz, Selin Temel, Aranya Saeli, Malachi Phillips, Kennedy O'Neill and Peter Buckley— are reported to have died from fatal stab wounds, though details surrounding their deaths still remain unclear. Jieun Park and Kage Himura were injured tonight and both are currently receiving treatment at Griggs General.
Everyone in attendance at tonight's gala are now being questioned. At Nightrest News, our hearts go out to the families and friends of the victims. We promise to deliver updates as this story develops. As always, we urge anyone with information to contact law enforcement.
I’m Catherine Graves. This has been Nightrest News. Please, stay safe.
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Lost In Your Love Story | Yeonjun
⇢ summary: Hwa Suji is a very skilled makeup artist who works at her best friend's salon, serving major Korean entertainment companies and that includes the artists she is a fan of: Tomorrow x Together! One day when protecting one of the members, she ends up having a car accident that takes her to another universe! The universe of your favorite fanfic called "Winter Song" but the thing is, life is not a strawberry, her new universe got a target on her back, she's the villain and has no idea how survive this cannon.
⇢ pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Hwa Suji.
⇢ Chapter 1 : Life is not a strawberry.
⇢ Chapter 2 : Love is a Disease.
⇢ Chapter 3 : Made a little cookie...
⇢ Chapter 4 / 5 / 6
⇢ Chapter 7 : Why Don't You Stay?
⇢Chapter 8: Beyond this universe
⇢ Chapter 09 : I know I love you
⇢ Chapter 10: Lips on You
⇢ Chapter 11: Opening Sequence
⇢ Chapter 12: Sour
⇢Chapter 13: Waiting for a lifetime for you
Chapter [14/16]: Breaking Down
POV Suji
Six months later
I took a deep breath and pressed the play on the camera one more time.
"I decide, to start all this, by telling about myself, and how makeup change my life because this is the main point of my life, I meet my best friend, slash, sister, slash, soulmate, during make attempted on became a chemistry engineer, then we give up on university, mom wasn't happy about it, but once she saw our business working out she accepted, even not being happy with that, but she knew overall thing how makeup helps during my teenagerhood!" I applied foundation on my skin blending with the concealer " I suffered an accident at school, and that fine line crossing my face was huge, today is a little bit smaller, but that's when I fall for makeup because hide this, and kids stop calling me monster, etc…" I start to used contour to make my nouse more elevated "I think people don't know real monsters, that's why they use this word so lightly.." I keep recording my tutorial, and practicing speaking to the camera, is getting easier, but always gives me a big headache, dreams that look like memories battle with reality in my mind. I press the stop once I ended, and take a deep breath.
Since I woke up in that hospital, I had crazy dreams, I was so afraid to tell the doctor that I kept to myself, but sometimes they were so real to me that I mixed them with my real world, even more since Yeonjun and I get closer. So I decided to focus as much as possible on the present, recording things, like my day, my make-up, and my thoughts, I didn't post anything, was just the way I found to canalize all those feelings. So TXT's company thought would be great material to help both sides to tell our side of the history since so much was talked about while we aren't able to defend ourselves.
So I decided to do a makeup tutorial, with all members, but one by one, all with their next comeback concept, something very fairy, with a daydreams vibe, I would show how I work on their skin, which colors I like to use o these concepts, all the details.
"You know, I almost lose my mind while you don't wake up…" Jieun says helping me organize the makeup, I look at her, this was so random "You know, I kept sending you massages, even knowing you wouldn't respond," I hug her "You're my only family Sujiah, you know that right?"
"You're my family too unnie" I kiss her chick "And you have Taehyun too…" The worlds scape through my mouth, and the moment I close my mouth I know I mixed my dream with reality shit!
"How did you discover?" WAIT! WATH? "Or you finally read the new version of that manhwa and…"
"WAIT! YOU…HIM…OH MY GOD!" breath Suji, breath "Did, you guys have conversations in my room, while I was in a comma?" Jieun searched for her memories…"My god, how long have you guys been together?"
"Little bit before your accident, I would tell you, but this chaos happened, and you looked so fragile when you woke up, I decided to wait until you fully recover.." And maybe my dream was based on the conversations around me… I sigh, this was so much better explanation.
"I'm happy about you two, don't worry, but take care to not hurt yourself, he is an idol, and we know how these things work…" Jieun hugs me.
"I'll take care," She looks at her cell phone, "It's time Yeonjun will be here soon" My heart lose a beat for a while "Do you think will be fine if only two of you are here?"
"Yes, there are things that we only feel comfortable saying when are two of us, things that only we understand without judging, and the camera is a lot of pressure already…" I explain.
"Okay, I will be upstairs, anything, just scream okay?" She kisses my forehead and leaves the room.
I sit in front camera to record some introductions, deep breaths, Hwa Suji, you can do this, fighting, one two three.
"Hi, my name is Hwa Suji! Most of you know me because I trow a trash can on a guy," I laugh "I watched your remakes all over social media, you guys are so much cooler than I! Well, I'm here because a lot of things have been said about me, and I just wanna people to know me, through me. Does that make any sense?" I tight my hair "And to not say I'm being biased, I'll bring some people that know me to tell, honestly, who I'm… Wellcome mom" I Open my arms like she was in the room, and laugh again "Just kidding, but I'm really bringing people that worked with me, and I'll do my favorite thing on them, make-up! Hope you guys enjoy…" At the moment someone, probably Yeonjun, "Look, someone is already here let's see who it is?" So I pause the recording.
When I open de door Yeonjun gives me the bright smile he has and hugs me, I would never become used to being his friend, I hug him back.
"How have you been," He asks without letting me go.
"Just much as fine as I was the last time we talk one hour ago" We laugh "How was your training? You're not pushing yourself too hard right?"
"No, I like promised you"
"Okay, let's start before Parallel 38 appears…" He gently puts me against the wall, I can feel his breath so close, a flash of the dreams in my mind.
"Are you trying to get rid of me?" The way he looks at me makes me shiver, and my stomach contract. He was playing with me, I roll my eyes.
"I'll throw a trash can on you if you don't step back.."We laugh at the joke we always use with each other "Let's start recording before HYBE sends the ROKU to me"
"Okay, where do I sit?" I point the cair in my mini scenario "Wow! You really put effort into thins!" He sits on the chair I was sitting before, and I start recording again.
"And our guest today is the amazing, the only one, my best buddy in the afterlife, Choi Yeonjun!" We clap together "You wanna say something Jun?" He looks into my eyes, sometimes I feel he is looking for someone inside me, I don't know how to explain it.
"Hi, I'm Yeonjun of TXT" He browns "First, one more time I wanna apologize to make my love, moas worried! Is really nice to be here, alive with my dearest friend, the best make-up artist on this planet, Hwa Suji! Moa doesn't need to worry about my safety while I'm with noona, cause they know you throw a trash can power!"
"Okay, no more trash can jokes, is enough, let's start work, Jun today has a photo shoot for TXT's next album, and I think moas will love the whole concept" I start to tight his hair and moisturize his skin "Now beyond do makeup we're here to tell about our history, during this chaos…How do you feel when you wake up?"
"Was like wake up from a long dream…" He simply says " And you noona?" I start to apply the primer.
"The last thing I remember was the car, it feels like we were flying, trying to hold your hand, and then I was in the hospital, The first thing I feel was worry, because that guy, I was afraid that while I was unconscious he was able to do something with you…" I touch his chin to move his face and verify if I fully cover his skin.
"That's so you, worry more about others than yourself…" I show the primer on the camera, all the products were from labels that TXT's members were the face of the label.
"This prime gives you so much glow, you all will be so perfect for this comeback, how are you feeling about seeing Moas again?" Yeonjun put his right hand on the left side of his chest.
"So excited, I miss them so much!" I start to draw his eyebrows.
"I know they're feeling the same, now can you give they a little spoiler?" I ask starting to softly apply concealer on specific spots.
"Will be really sweet, a lot of Sugar involved!" I start to apply foundation on this skin "Now, my turn, your favorite manhwa will become a k-drama, are you excited?"
"Well a little bit, I heard the author change a feel thing, I didn't have time to read yet because of work, but I'll real soon as possible, L.M. Andrade is my favorite author, so I will definitely read it, maybe I will do a live reading, I don't know…" I start the work on his eyes "Did you read?"
"Yes," He looks up automatically so I could apply the eyeliner "I like this so much more this version than the previous one" I start to use blush Yeonjun look right into my eyes and I end up applying too much.
"Don't move" I turn to pick the tissue to remove, and once I turn to Yeonjun is like someone scratched my mind, the left eye of Yeonjun is full of tears, and the other is worried "You can hold a little bit Jun, I know that," I say without knowing why I was saying that, so I use the tissue to remove the blush "See, you made it, now your lips," I apply the lip gloss, focus as much as possible "It's done!" I show Yeonjun's face to the camera "Hope you guys enjoy it. See you next time" I just press pause on the camera before I fall, I feel Yeonjun's arms around me.
"Noona.." The darkness swallows me, and this time I'm completely alone.
#txt fanfic#yeonjun imagines#txt#choi yeonjun#yeonjun fanfic#yeonjun fic#yeonjun#choi soobin#soobin#choi beomgyu#kang taehyun#hueningkai
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1) i am currently on chapter 3??? or so? i am enjoying ur mjjw zombie fic esp with all the creative takes on the zombies along with the tension building and overall atmosphere! plus you nailed their characterization so well
so thank you for writing it!
2) i also appreciate the lack of demonization / no misogyny overall for min jieun so thank you for that as well 🙏
I'm so thrilled to hear that! I had A LOT of fun building the tension. I've never really written horror — or even something horror adjacent — before so it was a fun change of pace!
As for the zombie lore, a lot of it is inspired by the BBC series In the Flesh. Or, well, at least the part where the zombies aren't created by a virus but rather a one-time event where the already dead rise. But I've changed a lot of the smaller nuances, details, and such. And it's a lot of fun! World-building is a weakness of mine.
As is characterisation tbh. I just enjoy the challenge of writing characters as close to canon as possible, especially ones as complex and nuanced as Jong Woo and Moon Jo. And, honestly, Jong Woo is the trickier one out of the two. Like, the balance between his kindness (because he IS kind) and his darkness/murderous tendencies is a very delicate thing, and difficult to get right. So I'm very glad to hear that!
And yeah, I honestly abhor the misogyny female characters are subjected to the moment they're not 100% perfect. Which gets ten times worse if they happen to "stand in the way" of a ship. As for Ji Eun, her biggest crime was not being a perfect girlfriend. Literally just that. Like, she wasn't even a bad girlfriend, just not a perfect one. And I see absolutely no reason why I should demonise her for that. Sure, maybe she could have been a little more understanding at times, but she had it rough, too, being bullied at her job etc. She clearly just didn't have the spoons to deal with all of it. That's human. And I refuse to paint her as a villain because she — horror of horrors — is a human being instead of a Perfect and Flawless Woman.
ANYWAY! Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm so glad you're enjoying the fic so far and I hope you'll enjoy the rest as well! :D
#Amethystina Replies#Anonymous#Until Death Do Us Unite#Amethystina Writes#I am very protective of female characters okay?#I will never understand why they're expected to meet such insanely high standards#When male characters are praised merely for existing#It's just bizarre to me#Especially the part about women having to be ABSOLUTELY PERFECT#Or she's a fraud#Or a bitch#Or a villain#And as soon as she says ONE wrong thing she's irredeemable#Meanwhile the dudes be out there making all kinds of mistakes#And everyone forgives them instantly#I have Strong Feelings about this
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⸻ * ❪ 🎸 … BAE MIKYOUNG, known mononymously as Mikyoung, is a korean artist under HOUSE OF GOLD (Subisdiary of House of Desires). the FOURTH member to be revealed, she is the LEADER, VOCALIST, and GUITARIST.
* ❪ 🎸 … ACT I: BASICS
BIRTH NAME: Bae Mikyoung
ENGLISH NAME: Danielle Bae
NICKNAMES: Youngie, Mik, baby wolf
BIRTHDAY: November 1st, 1997
CHINESE ZODIAC SIGN: Ox
ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio
BIRTH PLACE: Ulsan, South Korea
HOMETOWN: Ulsan, South Korea
NATIONALITY: Korean
ETHNICITY: Korean
FAMILY: Mother; father; younger sister (Jin); older brother (93')
LANGUAGES: Korean (Native language), English & Japanese (Advanced)
* ❪ 🎸 … ACT II: BODY
HEIGHT: 1.63 (5.5 ft)
BLOOD TYPE: 0
BODY MODIFICATION(S): Four piercings
FACE CLAIM: Siyeon from Dreamcatcher
VOICE CLAIM: Siyeon from Dreamcatcher
* ❪ 🎸 … ACT III: IDOL PERSONA
STAGE NAME: Mikyoung
AGENCIE(S): JYP Entertainment (2014-2018); House of Desires (2018-2020); House of Gold (2020 -)
GROUP(S): WER1 (2020-)
TIME TRAINING: 6 Years
POSITION(S): Leader, Guitarrist, Vocal.
INDIVIDUAL FANDOM: Wolves
REPRESENTATIVE SYMBOL: 🎸
REPRESENTATIVE ANIMAL: Wolf
* ❪ 🎸 … ACT IV: MIND
MBTI: ENTJ
STRENGTHS:
~ Decisiveness: She started to be more decisive after becoming the leader of the group, but that was something she always had. She now is more clear in it, assessing all the options, even bringing them up with members, and sometimes even to staff, and take the best option.
~ Perseverance: After having many “almost” in debuting, one would think she would've given up, or her confidence would've gone down, but it never happened. If something, Mikyoung took it as a sign to keep trying. And she did try, time and time again, until WER1 was formed. And she won't give up on any goal she has.
~ Charismatic: People who knows her, loves her. That's how she ended up ranking so high in survival shows, how she's friends with many idols, how she got her place as leader. It all comes with being charismatic, being someone people loves both in camera and out of it.
~ Hardworking: Mikyoung works on things as healthily as possible. She wouldn't say she's obsessed with things, but she wouldn't say she doesn't do everything she can to get what she wants.
FLAWS:
~ Blunt: She tries to not be so blunt sometimes, but she can't help it. She just doesn't know how to sugarcoat things, and there are times where that's a charming points, but other times? She's a pain in the ass, like her groupmates would say.
~ Stoic: Contrary to most people's thoughts, Mikyoung does have feelings, it's just that she doesn't show them. She just doesn't know how to, or in who to trust to show them, so she prefers to hide all her feelings and put on a mask. That serious persona has gathered quite a lot of girls to the fanbase (most of them fawning over it), so she thinks it's a win/win situation.
~ Impatient: Mikyoung hates waiting, she doesn't know how to wait either. Be it in a line to get coffee, in a music show to go on stage and perform, whatever it is, she hate it. People say it's anxiety, she says it's the need to have everything done quickly.
~ Perfectionist: As the leader, she has to make sure everything goes perfect. As Mikyoung, she just can't stand to see any little detail not being perfect. She just have incredibly high standards, and she has to make sure those standards are met.
* ❪ 🎸 … ACT V: TRIVIA
She participated in Sixteen, where she ended ninth, however she was not added to the group.
She also participated in mixnine, yet she finished 20th on the girl's ranking.
Mikyoung decided to be the last one to be revealed so the other members wouldn't be overshadowed by her.
She, along with her sister Jin, were the ones who started the band on the agency.
She shares her room with Jieun.
Is considered the father of the group, and mostly called oppa by the rest of the group (when they're not on a “serious” schedule)
#➳ ❪ ᴍɪᴋʏᴏᴜɴɢ ❫ … sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴀs ᴏɴᴇ ❞#fake kpop gg#fake kpop girl group#fake kpop idol#fictional kpop community#fictional kpop group#fictional kpop idol
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I Met You At Sunrise • CBG Profile 2
Profile 2 - Beomgyu and The Soulmate Hate Club
(detailed descriptions below ! they're fun !)
•Beomgyu (BeomGyuChoi)
yeah, real original reina😭. full time marketing major, with a minor in linguistics. he's also on the hybe university's dance team. probably the biggest soulmate believer on the block right now. he's normal to other people, and tries his best not to mention it in conversations with strangers, but on twitter and to his friend group? everyone knows how much he believes in the theory. like c'mon bruh, he even had a DREAM about the girl. in the words of the youngsters, he's bitchless. practically never had a girlfriend because of his soulmate agenda, even though he's very popular. as expected; his friends HATE it. (cbg2001) is his priv and he shares a lot of ... intimate thoughts on there in the form of cryptic messages that leaves everyone confused. '01 liner !
•Soobin (soobinchoi)
second oldest of the group, second most disrespected (most obvs go to gyu). he's the most tolerant of the friend group when it comes to gyu's soulmate agenda, solely based on the fact that in some cases, it works out in his favor. for example, the BHS Trip became possible off of gyu's delusion, so it's a win in his book. full time journalism major, part time barista at the hybe o'clock cafe close to the park chanwon school of music. he's also the manager of the men's volleyball team. he regrets it every single day of his life. he's also gyu's personal enabler. '00 liner
•Yeonjun (yeonjun.choi99)
eldest of the group. also the most popular guy at hybe university. although he doesn't believe in soulmates, he DOES believe in love, and contrary to his popularity, he picks the people he dates carefully. full time dance education major with a minor in psychology. setter for the men's volleyball team and the reason soobin is the manager. works as the assistant librarian for the kim jieun library. student council president. president of the hybe dance club. yeonjun's just the it guy man. least tolerant of gyu's soulmate agenda (alongside taehyun) because he feels as if gyu's driving himself into a dark place with no escape. the BHS Trip will be his last time following along with gyu's agenda. '99 liner.
•Taehyun (taehyunkang)
full time kinesiology and public health major with a minor in dance. part time barista at the hybe o'clock cafe close to the park chanwon school of music. he's always the first one to shut down gyu's soulmate agenda because he not only disbelieves the agenda, he also despises it. no one knows why he does, he just does. gyu tries to be as respectful as he can when it comes to talking about it around taehyun, and taehyun tries his best to respect gyu's feelings, but he doesn't like gyu's thought process when it pertains to soulmates. it's like the boy becomes more unhinged than usual. apart of the dance team and hybe's choral where he and yunjin often fight for lead. it's almost always given to jongho though, so it's funny. the BHS Trip will also be his last time following gyu's agenda! '02 liner
•Hueningkai (hyuka)
full time interior design major. he also majors in music performance! our first double major! it's grueling, but he gets it all done because he loves them both and could never choose between the two (music performance). he doesn't believe in soulmates, but he does believe in love at first sight, so he doesn't really have a say when it comes to his hyung's agenda. he teases beomgyu the most to make up for it though. while taehyun often calls gyu out from a logical prospective, hyuka's just there to make fun of beomgyu (hence the twitter bio). he secretly supports gyu's agenda in finding his forever (don't tell beomgyu) and would just love to see his friend win in life. '02 liner.
profile 1 | masterlist | profile 3
• a/n
we got the txt boys let's go ! i just realized that a lot of the stuff i'm writing for txt probs won't be in the socmed but who cares? you're getting to know my characters and i'm glad! i had to edit those descriptions but if you see a mistype please let me know, typing with nails is so hard i can't 🥹
#kpop fanfiction#kpop imagines#kpop#kpop au#kpop fluff#txt socmed au#txt social media au#txt smau#txt beomgyu#beomgyu x female reader#beomgyu x reader#beomgyu x y/n#socmed profiles#i met you at sunrise#imyas choi beomgyu#reinahwanggg#kpop social media au#kpop smau#tommorow x together#enhypen#enhypen social media au#txt imagines#txt x reader#txt scenarios#txt fanfic
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Swear not by the inconstant moon, Celestine. You are the Good Witch in Aura. At 25, you are quite the perplexing immortal, especially with that air, fire, water, and earth magic.
Can you find your way out of the darkness?
OOC:
Name/Alias: Dee
Pronouns: she/her
Age: 21+
Timezone: EST
IC:
Biography Information:
Skeleton/OC Role: The Good Witch
Character Name: Celestine
FC: Lee Jieun (IU)
Species: Immortal
Status: Unaware
Gender: Cis-female
Pronouns: she/her, but as grand poobah of magic will also accept they/them
Age: Appears 25, real age unknown
Abilities: Water, Fire, Earth, and Air Magic
Original Fate: Loses all their magic protecting the fairy and is later killed by the evil witch.
Biography: tw for gentle mentions of child abandonment, murder, bullying and softly plotted treason.
Celestine as the world knows her is a powerful Witch, in control of all four elements, the sole caster of her kind and an irreplicable asset of the royal family. She is revered, respected even. And to all she meets she is a singular source of light, with a kind smile and soft spoken word. This is not the life she was born to, however. It is good to be different when that difference helps to save a kingdom. It is not good to be different when you are a child stumbling blindly into your powers for the first time, and realize that not only are you weaker than the children around you, but that you can also do things that they cannot.
To her family, a singularly powerful bunch of magic wielders in their own right, she was an embarrassment. A taint upon their good name. How could they have a child with an affinity for all four, but a strength in none? When they cast her from their home, it was in the hopes that she would do as all disowned children should, wander off and die a victim of crime or the elements. What no one could have expected was that she would wander off — but not to her death. Instead the young girl found herself in the arms of a strong Fire Witch, Shearah Naxxremis. And be it the peculiar gift of her affinities, or her kind, gentle nature, the Witch decided to take a single apprentice.
With a new name, and a new teacher, the child bloomed, slowly coming into the strength of her powers with practice and focus, and a little bit of care. After all, it took an immense amount of strength to force all four elements to do her bidding, particularly if she was calling on more than one; it was age more than anything, that lent her better precision and control. What Celestine didn’t know. Couldn’t know. Was that her dear, sweet mentor was not all that she seemed. For all her strength with fire, it was shadow that she was a true master of. A half-demon of the Darien Vale, on the run for her part in selling out the Demon King.
What was truly a tactic to keep them on the move, and under the radar, the young witch saw as adventure. A chance to grow and experience the Kingdom for all the splendors and wonders it contained. For many years, that was all it was. A Witch and her Apprentice, wandering wherever their souls guided them, experiencing different ways of life as they went. But Shearah had made powerful enemies, and it was only a matter of time before they caught up to them. And catch up they did, in the form of a shadow, an assassin of the Demon King who made his way between them, and left nothing but a corpse and the spark of a new, consuming flame in their wake.
This flame was the rage that spurred her powers, and that, when given the chance, guided her to help the Kingdom of Elestren overthrow the Dark Empress that had reigned upon its throne for far too long, every movement, every carefully plotted detail plotted to bring her one step closer to ruling a Kingdom of her own, of amassing a force unlike anything they had ever seen to lay waste to the Darien Vale and bring death to every citizen with the blood of her beloved mentor on their hands. She had traded a part of her soul for eternity, she had nothing but time.
Of course, that wasn’t exactly how her story ended. Instead, a new royal family was elected. No one could trust, sweet Celestine with her wicked magic to rule over them, magic was what had landed them in all this mess to begin with, wasn’t it? The rage that burned in her at this never faded, even after a decade of willing service to the royal family, playing the role of their hound, hunting and destroying any threat to their precious family, their precious power and their most precious Kingdom. And when the time came, she took apprentices of her own. More than she would have cared for, but it was expected of a caster of her status.
And thus, she let them weed each other. Pulling nasty tricks and pranks, all the while her interest in them weaned and waned like the sickly moon, deteriorating to nothing until all that was left was one sweet fairy worthy of the lessons she desired to teach. The Fairy. A pupil worthy of her gifts. Of her affection. Shearah may be dead, but what she had taught, never faded. And Celestine knew better than anyone that true magic flourished under the care of love, be it familial or otherwise, and The Good Witch, as she was now often called, had been longing for someone to care for as she had once done before. Not as mother and mentor as she had before, but as daughter, or younger sister. Someone who could stand at her side, trusted in all things.
In the end, the true end. It had all been for nothing. And under the guidance of the Author she had met her redemption, choosing to die to protect that singular love which she had allowed herself in all the world, rather than sacrifice her Apprentice for the sake of her own plans. In doing so, she had met her end. Maybe that was unfair, but there was a smile on her lips when the last of the blessed air had left her lips, and a lulling peace in her soul that she had never known...
But you’re all here because the story didn’t truly end, now did it? And all that is left to do, is return to the beginning of our story, when a Witch whose been scorned accepts a role for a Kingdom she was deemed unfit to rule. And see how the plot unfurls under the influence of new magic.
#original rp#lee jieun#iu#nbm:acceptance#magic rp#char#celestine#child abandonment tw#treason tw#murder trial#bullying tw
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was that lee jieun? Oh no no, that was just jang man-wol, a canon character from hotel del luna. they are over one thousand three hundred years old, uses she/her, and are aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
how long has your character been here
about a month now.
what is your character’s job
she’s a business woman, a whole girlboss. she owns and runs a rather luxury hotel
where has your character been pulled from in their fandom
uuuh listen i’m rewatching and it’s been a hot minute since i watched the show but sometime before episode 14 so she’s still holding onto her anger and resentment for chang-myung and hasn’t learned the full truth about the events in her life but she knows her tree is changing and she’s bound to move on or disappear soon
has any magic affected your character
nope!
any other info!
okay okay i’m not gonna go into too too much detail despite my desire to summarize the whole show, for the sake of my sanity and not giving too many spoilers
how close can you be to being a malevolent spirit without actually being one? man wol is here to walk that line
back home she runs the hotel del luna, which is a hotel for those who have died, to settle the last things in their life before they move on.
she’s been the owner of the hotel for a very very long time, in which she believes is a punishment for what she did in her living life, but is most likely just her stubborn resentment keeping her rooted there.
technically, she believes she cant’ physically harm humans or she’ll be destroyed, though she’ll realize that doesn’t apply here eventually
pretty strong even without hurting people anyway considering she’s basically unkillable, can see ghosts, kinda teleport, and cause hallucinations. i would not recommend starting shit with her
loves money and stuff and going out for meals. she’s bad at managing money and doesn’t care. she’s also just kinda obnoxious in general
she cares though and it’s plenty obvious if you’ve known her for more than like a minute she can wind up protective fast, and almost always winds up helping people even if she’ll complain about it to no end
plots:
employees: anyone who works at her hotel
shopping/foodie friends: she’s bad at making friends but man wol does like dragging people along for her interests so anyone who likes going to restaurants or shopping who she’ll bring along with her
enemy: doesn’t have to be anything serious but like i said she’s obnoxious so could be anyone she generally doesn’t get along with
any sort of supernatural friends: like i said this is a real old ghost so she tends to get along better with people who understand that somewhat
good influence: she can be nicer if there’s as someone genuine and kind around her
bad influence: someone who makes her worse? someone she makes worse? both just happening in a little circle?
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( ahhhh tryna get this up real quick before work!! ) but STARTER CALL under the cut!! pls comment the respective emoji if you’re interested hehe
🍪: jieun is a bit nervous cooking up a feast, so she’s asked you to be her test subject before the big day. dish after dish, she’s got you eating several course meals. some are great!!! others.....not so much
☀️: strange to say, but the pool is pretty popular this winter. finding an open lounge chair has proven to be a difficult task until– ALAS! you’ve found one!! however, upon rushing to arrival, you meet jieun face to face and a showdown for the chair begins
☃️: *elsa voice* do you wanna build a snowman?
🎁: you steal her white elephant gift and she still cant get over it despite the festivities happening all around
👀: jieun really wants to know how people are feeling about the food but is too scared to ask outright. just this once she’s gonna read someone’s mind— “just ONE”, she swears! she just has to know!! (i’ll be reaching out to discuss the details of what you’re comfortable threading since jieun will be using her ability on your muse!!)
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MODELING GIG 002 ( MODEL BRANDS UPDATE )
all of the MODEL BRAND OWNERS ( HAN JISOO, KIM JINYOUNG, KIM JINSEO, LIM SANGHYUN, and OKADA TAIYOU ) were called to a meeting by the staff members in their creative teams. during the meeting, the staff members inform the brand owners information regarding the final details of their upcoming campaign, which are listed below:
AURORA ( BRAND OWNER: HAN JISOO )
MODELS: ahn yein, han jisoo, shin jieun, yamashita ichika
KEYWORDS: mysterious, mystical, aloof, alluring, whimsical
PRODUCT(S) FROM THIS COLLECTION: a necklace with moon and optional star pendant, and an anklet with similar charms. necklace and anklets come with different components - either a drop format, or a singular long chain for layering. it can be showcased differently depending on preference, for buyer / variation with models.
BABYLON ( BRAND OWNER: KIM JINYOUNG )
MODELS: han noeul, kim jinyoung, zheng amelia
KEYWORDS: comfortable, refreshing, colourful, adventurous, energetic
PRODUCT(S) FROM THIS COLLECTION: 1 bikini with the top doubling as crop top, 1 swimming trunks that can be used as shorts, 1 pair of shorts for females as well, 1 unisex summer shirts (one with one without sleeves), a one piece swim suit, the smiley bucket hat, 1 crop tops, 1 rashguard that can also be worn as normal shirts
ELYSIUM ( BRAND OWNER: KIM JINSEO )
MODELS: jo sunhwa, kim jinseo, seong byungho, yang aeri
KEYWORDS: mysterious, mythical, elegant, powerful, creative
PRODUCT(S) FROM THIS COLLECTION: 4 unisex fragrances named after the four gods of ancient asian mythology: cheongryong (qinglong in china, seiryū in japan, thanh long in vietnam), jujak (zhūquè in china, suzaku in japan, chu tước in vietnam), baekho (baihu in china, byakko in japan, bạch hổ in vietnam), hyeonmu (xuánwǔ in china, genbu in japan, huyền vũ in vietnam)
SOLA ( BRAND OWNER: OKADA TAIYOU )
MODELS: bae nathan, kim yujin, lee minji, okada taiyou
KEYWORDS: unique, stylish, cool, elevate, flourish
PRODUCT(S) FROM THIS COLLECTION: LUN.r : dark gray transparent frames with garnet lenses ( x ). SOL.r : gold framed with round lenses. unique ‘retro-futuristic’ details. comes in two lens colors: dawn (brown) and wave (blue) ( x x )
TIMEBOX ( BRAND OWNER: LIM SANGHYUN )
MODELS: ahn jaesun, lim sanghyun, son eunho
FIVE KEYWORDS: nature, reliable, visionary, confidence, exploration
PRODUCT(S) FROM THIS COLLECTION: three items; one evergreen solar powered watch (forest), one light brown survival/paracord watch (terrain), and one pastel yellow carabiner pocket watch (sun)
due to everyone’s busy schedules, filming for the mood videos and photoshoot will be done sometime around late MAY and JUNE. the campaign will be set to launch around JULY-AUGUST and will last until the end of 2023. the staff members will also add that the promotions for this campaign will be included in this year’s LGC FAMILY CONCERT! more of that will be revealed in Q3 along with MODEL MISSION 015.
since all of the pertinent information regarding this campaign has been submitted ( products, moodboard for the video, etc. ) there will be no writing requirements for this and instead all of the muses involved in the campaigns will be rewarded points! for completing the model brands form and being a part of the campaign, all of the MODEL BRAND OWNERS will receive +10 MODELING and +10 NOTORIETY while everyone else chosen for this upcoming collection will receive +5 MODELING and +5 NOTORIETY! to make it easier for everyone, here’s the list of rewards:
AHN JAESUN ( TIMEBOX ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
AHN YEIN ( AURORA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
BAE NATHAN ( SOLA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
HAN JISOO ( AURORA ): +10 MODELING, +10 NOTORIETY
HAN NOEUL ( BABYLON ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
JO SUNHWA ( ELYSIUM ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
KIM JINSEO ( ELYSIUM ): +10 MODELING, +10 NOTORIETY
KIM JINYOUNG ( BABYLON ): +10 MODELING, +10 NOTORIETY
KIM YUJIN ( SOLA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
LEE MINJI ( SOLA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
LIM SANGHYUN ( TIMEBOX ): +10 MODELING, +10 NOTORIETY
OKADA TAIYOU ( SOLA ): +10 MODELING, +10 NOTORIETY
SEONG BYUNGHO ( ELYSIUM ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
SHIN JIEUN ( AURORA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
SON EUNHO ( TIMEBOX ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
YAMASHITA ICHIKA ( AURORA ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
YANG AERI ( ELYSIUM ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
ZHENG AMELIA ( BABYLON ): +5 MODELING, +5 NOTORIETY
you can link this post to your points sheet for reference!
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