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sanstropfremir · 1 year
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do u have any favorite covers kpop groups did of others?
oh boy do i EVER!!!
so you can only embed ten videos a post so unfortunately some of these are just gonna be links, but i have MANY beloved covers and i'm gonna start with the cover kings themselves a.c.e!!!!
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plus also their twice medley cover, their youngblood cover, and donghun's cover of driver's license from their online concert last year. i do NOT want to talk about how in my feelings about them i am i need roka to give them back to me right now.
my all time fave stage of any survival show ever: the mega power vocal love in the ice cover from mixnine. there's literally no other stage that tops this for me i am dead serious:
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onewe rewires my brain every single time they do a cover:
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please see also: the chaser, eraser, dna, closer, bad guy
sungkyu's time walking through memories cover:
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the original version is one of my fave songs of all time but onlyoneof fucking BODIED dawn on this one:
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see also: dolphin, nine's cover of 23
seungwoo come back please:
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does it count if there's a former idol in the band? bc south club did a fucking INCREDIBLE cover of next level mashed up with the guitar riff from smells like teen spirit:
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it's not a cover of a kpop song but literally i cannot NOT link the rose's cover of ilysb:
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ok last one she's not at all an idol but i would literally die for song so hee it was so nice of her to let bts cover her song:
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ALSO!! if you are interested in covers i am going to recommend two shows: double trouble and superband!!! i wrote a post about my fave double trouble performances here and a bit explaining about the show. superband is a show where musicians get grouped up to form bands and compete! it's like a survival show but like 1000x better and the musicians are literally some of the best in korea. there's two seasons, here's two of my favourite performances (mostly there's too many to pick from and also a lot of the perfs from season one have been wiped from youtube):
this goth rock cover of oops i did it again (yes that one) pretty much singlehandedly won craxilver the show (featuring my beloved feral piano man)
this strings cover of creep (sorry about the subs and crop but see above) from hoppipolla, the winners of season one
also watch immortal songs
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userarmyhope · 10 months
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SEVEN (2023) Jungkook
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catcze · 1 month
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Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
[ ###… ] modern AU, rockstar Wriothesley, gn reader, est. relationship, a lil bit of hurt/comfort, fluff, long-distance pining, lovesick & homesick wrio, kinda cheesy which is kind of on brand for me lol
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By the time Wriothesley manages to get back to his hotel room and check his phone, he's pretty sure you're asleep. He hopes you are, knowing how late it must be on your end.
It's no surprise that there are several messages waiting for him— each day you've been apart, you give him something sweet to read in the evenings after a busy day of promos or after a hectic show. Something to make the distance between you seem a little less vast, to let him know that you're still thinking about him.
Even on days where he's dead tired, he'll always read them. Always let you know that he thinks of you, too.
What does surprise him is the newest text, sent at just over twenty minutes ago. Wriothesley frowns as he wonders why you're still up, and his heart only drops more when he scrolls through the messages and reads the latest thing you sent.
I miss you. I really, really miss you.
Before he can even hope that he's not bothering you, his finger near slams on the call button. You answer on the second ring, voice lacking the raspiness of a roused sleep. It makes him sigh with relief.
"Wrio?" you ask, surprised. "Are you okay? What's up?"
"I should be asking you that." Wriothesley sits heavily on the plush bed, flopping back against the pillows with all the grace of a man who just gave a two-hour performance.
As luxurious as the king-sized bed is, with its soft sheets and myriad of immaculately fluffed pillows, he can't help but yearn for the warm familiarity of your own bed and your well-loved blankets.
"Why're you still up, honey? Don't you have breakfast with your friends tomorrow?"
"...can't sleep," you murmur after a beat, voice so quiet. He hears sheets rustling, then silence again. You hesitate. "I... it might sound selfish but I miss you being here with me. It sucks that the bed feels so empty without you."
And oh, if he could, Wriothesley would crawl through the phone right this very second and wrap you in his arms— would crush you to his chest and hold you tight as he listens to your breath taper off into sleep. Would keep you against him, wrapped up in his love and adoration, until you practically have to beat him off of you with a stick.
But he can't and it's killing him.
"It's not selfish. I miss you too," he says, voice longing. "I want to go home to you so bad, sweetheart, you have no idea. Wish I could've packed you up in my bag and smuggled you here with me." He has to fight sleepy giggles at the thought.
"Speaking of— you better be prepared for a crapload of gifts when I get back. I've got a whole suitcase of stuff I thought you'd like."
You gasp, and even sounding a little crackly from the speakers, his heart does a flip. "A whole suitcase?! I wouldn't even know where to put all that!"
"We'll find space. 'm pretty sure there's some stuff we can jigsaw around." Wriothesley tries to keep the tiredness from his voice, tries to fight back the yawn. It's been so long since you've called, what with timezones and schedules getting in the way, and he wants to talk to you longer— ask how your day's been, what your plans are for the rest of the week, if there were any places you want to visit when he gets home. This call is much too short for all the things he wants to say, for all the hours he wants to spend listening to you talk.
But try as he might, you can tell he's close to knocking out without even having to lay an eye on him.
"You should sleep," you tell him, voice soothing him like a balm. "You're probably tired after your show. I saw a few videos, you know— you were so cool. I'm proud of you, Wrio."
He hums, basking in your praise. His eyelids are already growing heavy, the soft siren's song of sleep growing harder to resist. If he closes his eyes, maybe he can imagine that you're just down the hall, busy with something. You'll come in any second now, crawl into bed and slip into his arms, and everything would be right with the world.
"Thank you for... for calling. For checking up on me just because of a text." You giggle at that last bit, and (as it always seems to do) his heart flips. "I love you lots."
"Mm, no need to thank me. Just gimme lots of kisses when I get home." His tongue is growing heavier, sleep more inviting. But he manages to get one last thing out— "I love you lots, too."
Right before Wriothesley lets himself drop, you press a loud, exaggerated kiss to the receiver of your phone. He smiles.
That's how you both fall asleep: with both phones still on the line, even breaths and quiet snores comforting the other into a restful slumber.
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renonv · 7 months
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Been meaning to draw them as Barbie and Ken 😭💖
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365filmsbyauroranocte · 4 months
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In Our Day (Hong Sang-soo, 2023)
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rustytrident · 1 year
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i love intimacy hidden in the small things.
the first time mammon whispered to you, you swore you could feel your entire body tremble. it wasn't about the proximity, or his soft breath against the shell of your ear – nor was it about the words he told you. it takes trust to whisper to someone, to make your words small, airy, and direct them at only them, when you could talk to anyone, say anything. mammon chose to speak to you only, quietly and with intent, because he trusted you enough to do so; you feel that same trust every time he whispers to you after that, too.
beelzebub always gives you some of his food, even if it sometimes pains him to give it up. it's a "no, have it, it's your favourite part, isn't it?" before he slides the small strawberry of his cake, or the last of the chips you two were eating, to you. you tell him he doesn't have to do it, and with a sin like his it's bizarre to think that he does it at all, but he insists until you eat what he offered you. moments like these make beelzebub's quiet love loud, roaring, till it burns through your skin and nestles gently in your stomach.
walking past diavolo in the halls of rad always ends up with his hands somewhere on you. no matter how busy he is, no matter how many beings you are surrounded by, he will make sure to touch you, pat your head or shoulder, hold your hand for a second before he lets you go so he can attend his next lesson or meeting. on days when he has more time, and the halls are quiet enough, he will gently hold your hand and make you twirl for him, before smiling fondly and complimenting your smile, or your eyes. those moments with the future king feel soulful, vibrant – they light up the dark hallways of your school, just enough so you can see his smile: fond and loving.
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alicenowonderland · 4 months
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monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday saturday sunday seven days a week
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i-got-the-feels · 2 months
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And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
- William Shakespeare
Moon Dong Eun (The Glory) + Yoon Ji Woo (My Name)
@userdramas event 15 : something new
What is new? This is my first time making a multi show/ multi character edit
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bug-bites · 3 months
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west side apartment, paper plane
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tw: brief non-graphic mentions of ghost going thru war stuff and ghost's backstory in the comics (changed a few details because this is fanfic. duh), slight angst (bc yk,, yearning) but sort of fluff if ghost had a dollar for every moment he spent yearning he would have enough money to retire and live a happy life away from the military, also we're pretending british chinese takeout is good, not proofread :P
pairing: simon "ghost" riley x gn!reader (like always can be read as platonic or romantic)
characters: simon "ghost" riley
a/n: i hate how fucking massive the song link is but yk what its fine. but i am back and in a laufey moment!
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simon has lived an interesting life, maybe he wouldn’t use interesting. if he could describe it he would probably use words like terrifying, cruel, or for a lack of better terms, shitty. from the moment he was born it seemed like misery and tragedy followed him around like a stray dog, finding its way into every aspect of his existence. his childhood home was always something he wanted to escape, or rather his father was what he wanted to run away from. there were good moments after he kicked the old bastard out, but the ever present threat of tragedy proved that it wouldn’t last. life had been cruel, dealing him possibly the worst hand possible, the only constant being misfortune, that is until you came along.
a temporary living arrangement. thats all it was. rent was a little too much for one person to afford, so you both signed the lease on a crummy, small, mixed-use apartment right in the middle of manchester. it wasn’t much, takeout dinners from the restaurant below and late rent payments were the norm but even with the busted heating, life in that apartment had never felt so warm.
after long shifts at your respective jobs he would come home, plastic bags of takeout in his hands, a sign for you to set a few blankets on the ground before both of you eat ungodly amounts of shrimp fried rice and orange sesame chicken. he could spend hours listening to you speak, nothing made him feel so at home. maybe it was the fact that the food was good and also inexpensive, or maybe it was because he was too exhausted to do anything else, but he loved those long sleepless nights spent sitting on the floor, talking about everything and nothing. simon cant imagine another time in his life when he was genuinely so happy or another time he laughed so hard water came out his nose.
he especially loved opening fortune cookies with you at the end of every meal. sure, he never believed in those fortunes but the idea was always fun to entertain. the sound of the cookie cracking open to expose the slip of paper, revealing what the future had in store for him usually filled him with a childlike curiosity. or at least got a laugh out of him.
“hah, mine says ‘there will be a happy romance for you shortly’. these things really could not be farther from the truth. bet yours is more accurate” you say, popping half of the broken cookie into your mouth “your father loves you and is always with you. remember that.” he reads out loud with a chuckle “oh. that- hm. yeah i take that back”
but the one thing he loved more than opening those silly fortunes with you or the late night dinners was after you both cleaned up the empty takeout boxes, taking the menus and folding them into paper planes. it became a sort of tradition after you got bored and began to mess around with the glossy paper that listed mouthwatering dishes and house specials. he could never get it right, one wing was always too big or his folds were clumsily made and uneven, making them practically incapable of flight but yours were the complete opposite. each crease made was perfect, every intricate pleat skillfully crafted to allow the small paper aircraft to glide through the air with ease. as you tossed your planes off the balcony of your shared flat, the sight of the plane sailing through the air as the sun set always filled the both of you with a sense of nostalgia. and of course you both picked them up and tossed them out because we dont mess w/ littering over here
simon cant help but look back at those simpler times and miss them. he knows from the start it was intended to be temporary, but he’s been through so much chaos and trauma all he just wants a quiet life where he doesnt have to be ghost. he just wants a nice warm home to come back to. it doesnt have to be big, it doesnt have to be expensive, it just has to feel like home. it just has to feel like you. its been so long since the two of you parted ways but as he stares at the last paper airplane that he kept, he cant help but wonder if you feel that way too. as he lies awake in his bed at the military base he’s stationed in, he spends those nights craving that domesticity he had with you. he recalls every memory, every minute detail that made him love that cramped apartment and maybe how he loved you even more.
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tinnchan · 1 year
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THE GLORY (2023) - PART 2: EPISODE 14
"Dong-Eun! These people are taking me away! Say something, come on!"
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kewlnims · 5 months
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It's so annoying how seok hoon's constantly demanding attention & being an insufferable 3rd wheel, he's keeps saying things like "you guys are hiding things from me" to do hee & guwoon
They're not entitled to tell you everything sir. Go away!
Also, I sympathise with star jin & her past but I literally cannot stand her now, he has never given any indication that he has feelings for you why are you so possessive?????
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quickhacked · 26 days
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we have dead gods buried in our backyard // our untouched piece of heaven the wildfires didn't burn
taglist (opt in/out): @shellibisshe, @florbelles, @ncytiri, @hibernationsuit, @stars-of-the-heart, @vvanessaives, @katsigian, @radioactiveshitstorm, @estevnys, @adelaidedrubman, @celticwoman, @rindemption, @carlosoliveiraa, @noirapocalypto, @dickytwister, @killerspinal, @euryalex, @ri-a-rose, @velocitic, @thedeadthree
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justforthoughts · 1 year
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Just the family trying to be more like Vincenzo.
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Underrated moments. And I know the one with Jang Han seo is pretty famous but the other two especially the first one is so underrated. Comedy gold right there.
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itachanta · 1 year
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Jin Do Jun strengthening family bonds. > Reborn Rich (2022)
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365filmsbyauroranocte · 4 months
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In Our Day (Hong Sang-soo, 2023)
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sunzyn · 3 months
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