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pureblisswrites · 10 months

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𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎

"Can we stop playing this game, Felix?" You question. You're tired now, of all the chasing, the never getting together, the compliments and then the insults, the fights and then hugging and pretending that it never happened.

"What game?" He questions back, tilting his head slightly to the side with that stupid innocent smile of his that made you fall for him in the first place. When you didn't know it was fake, that is. (inspired by this drabble I wrote)

PAIRING: Lee Felix x Reader (ft. Slight Changbin x Reader)

GENRE: Song-inspired fic (psycho- red velvet) (and inspired by dlc mv! Felix for some reason)

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

WARNINGS: Suggestive themes, contains dark themes like toxic relationships, manipulation, love bombing, possessiveness, jealousy and more. (I mean have you the heard the song this is inspired from?) If any of these themes make you uncomfortable, do not continue reading.

SYNOPSIS: You and Felix are in a very weird and strange relationship. If you can even call it a 'relationship' that is.

"Will you atleast hear me out!?" You almost shouted as soon as you entered his apartment. "Felix!" You hold his wrist to stop him from walking away as his back is to you. He turns around to look you into eyes and his eyes are so cold. He snatches his wrist from your hold without another word. "Oh my God, can you atleast stop ignoring me?" You finally shout now, no longer able to contain yourself.

"What do you want?" He asks in an irritated tone, whirling around to face you again.

"Just hear me out." You try to say calmly again.

"And why the fuck should I do that, huh?" He walks towards you at a fast pace and you back off until you're against the wall, with him directly in front of you, his gaze sharp. "I don't want to hear how you almost fucked your ex while I wasn't here." He said in a low voice harshly. Coming even closer to your face.

"He isn't my ex. And I didn't almost fuck him." You reply.

"Just because you tell a fucking lie, doesn't make it true."

"I'm not lying."

"What else explains you almost sitting in his lap while touching and staring at his lips like a pathetic bitch who has never kissed anyone?" He sounded so mean and condescending and you knew it was intentional. You didn't know if it made it better or worse though.

You gritted your teeth at his tone but tried to remain rational and calm to give him the explanation of what actually happened but fuck, if wasn't he making it difficult as hell. "He got into a fight and busted his lip. I was just helping him clean that up as any good friend would."

"Friend." He scoffed after repeating the word. "Last I remembered you didn't just fuck your friends multiple times?"

"That was so long ago and 4 times isn't multiple times. And you should be the last person talking about fucking your friends."

"Care to repeat that?" He whispered while dropping his already low voice, lower. All the while making unflinching eye contact with you.

"I said, you should be the last person talking about fucking your friends."

"Gosh you really need to be disciplined, don't you? Acting like a fucking brat." He groaned. "And don't try to turn this around on me when you were the one who was caught almost cheating."

You scoffed at that. "What cheating really though, Felix? Last time I checked we weren't dating."

"Don't you dare bring that up at this time." He whispered and you could feel his breath on your lips.

"It's not my fault you're an insecure, paranoid and jealous asshole who thinks me even looking at other people is cheating. Atleast with my friends I don't have to walk on eggshells from the fear of making them upset over the most inconsequential of things."

"Oh so I not enough for you? Is that it?" He did a 180 on his attitude. Again. Now the whispers, the low voice and the sharp eyes were replaced with hushed mumbles, higher voice and the 'sad' eyes. "Is Changbin just so much better than me? Are you gonna leave me for someone else too?" He started talking so fast now, like he was getting anxious or something. Keyword: like. You had been with him long enough to know that Lee Felix did not show any emotion he didn't want to. Every smile, every frown, every expression was planned. As it had been from the very start. And when you finally realised that, it had been too late. You just weren't able to look away from his eyes now.

You sighed before saying what you had countless times in the past. "No, Lix. I'm not going to leave you okay? Just let this go now. And if you don't mind, maybe don't accuse me of cheating in the future when you know damn well I can't."

"Do you want to?" He questioned with a sharp tilt of his head.

"Want to what?"

"Cheat." He looked at you like he was fucking detective and not a dancer, analysing your every little move to see how you would respond.

"For fuck's sake, Felix! No I don't, alright!? You're the only person I want to be with, so now can you stop this?" You shivered from his gaze. Looking like he was so amused and just loving all of this. Like he did all this just to hear these exact words come out of your mouth. You were sure there was a trace of a smirk on his face. And you knew, for a moment, he had dropped his planned expression. Letting you see just what he wanted all along.

He sighed and snaked his arms around your waist. Burying his unfairly beautiful face into your hair while hugging you. Holding you so delicately. You wrap your arms around his neck in return.

"I'm so so sorry. I just messed up again, didn't I? I'm not perfect for you and I could never be. I shouldn't have said all that mean stuff to you, you know I didn't mean it, right? Right?" He asks again when you don't reply.

You roll your eyes, thankful for the fact that he can't see your face right now or he'd start another one of these acts. "Right, of course Felix, I know you didn't." You play with the fluffy blonde hair at his nape

"You still love me right?"

"Of course I do.

"You're not gonna say it?" Now he was just playing. Atleast he had calmed down now. You weren't in the position to ask for more after you almost kissed Changbin. You didn't like lying to him, but he sure loved it. Because he always knew when you were lying. Even now, you could feel it.

"I love you, Lix" Finally something you didn't have to lie about.

"I love you too, love" Love. The only word which had any meaning between you two at this point. Atleast you knew whenever he called you that, he was being geniune. No more games. He pecked your lips while smiling, his eyes turning into half crescent moons for the first and only time that night.

"Although i still have to discipline you for talking to me like that." He whispered lowly in your ear before going to kiss your neck softly. You were sure your neck was going to be littered with love bites now and you'll have to wear your turtleneck tomorrow while he'll question 'why is that? Do you not want other people to know that?' And you'll have to reply that it would awkward and embarrassing if others noticed. But that was a headache for tomorrow. For now you'll let yourself enjoy his soft fingers dipping lower and lower down your waist. Well atleast you get to have amazing sex out of all this. Although that was always a given when it came to Felix.

"I'll make sure that you are reminded of the taste of my lips every fucking time you even think of kissing another person. Let me remind you, who you really belong to."

Yeah you definitely were in a very weird and strange 'relationship'.

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love-the-escape · 1 year

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Okay so here’s my theory for Set Me Free pt 2 MV:

so bear in mind that the opening chorals and horns to me sounds like how the pits of hell or the underworld would. It gives me like video game soundtrack specifically diablo or gospel truth from hercules when they go to introduce hades. and then also someone on reddit said that the way it was shot on a typical green screen to give that basic kpop bg in dancing in a box vibe, but in this situation the box has been made to look like a prison cell.

so jimin in the beginning (verse 1 - chorus 1)

represents jimin when they debuted and early years. he’s happy to go along with the song and dance, he willingly enters the maze (which someone pointed out looks like a famous samurai warrior technique where the opponent would enter and would find themselves trapped). But he still has his own identity, it bleeds through, hence the cut to show the never mind tattoo. he’s dancing with the dancers.

we are going to call him the dark prince jimin for the fade to black section

this jimin is jimin at his darkest, where he feels he’s lost his identity. hence the heavier auto processing. he’s trying to be what they want, he’s become the sex appeal, the it boy. but etched on his skin is how he really feels

“I live my life in ever-widening circles

that stretch themselves out over all the things.

I won't, perhaps, complete the last one,

but I intend on trying.

I circle around God, around the ancient tower,

and I circle for thousands of years;

and I don't know, yet: am I a falcon, a storm,

or a mighty song.” (translated to english, poem by Rilke)

he’s trapped in the circles, trying to explore and widen the horizons. but when he dances out of synch with the dancers they stand up and point at him. to me looking like a public shaming, and the horns pick up again almost reminding him of where he belongs.

but this time he doesn’t let them drag him back, he keeps dancing out of synch. and we see the light in the ceiling for the first time. the dancers notice too, and as if acting as chains they try to pull him back down.

where we would expect the camera work to move up, to show he’s over come. instead it moves down and he gets consumed by the chains.

only to finally break out and stand dressed in all white. in clothes that appear comfortable and are anachronistic to the past jimin. he’s shedding the look imposed upon him from debut to now. he hasn’t walked out of hell yet but he’s finally removed his chains.

#jimin #set me free pt.2

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mayonakano-archive · 2 years

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good afternoon for you, leoj, i feel for these brief moments until they inevitably come to an abrupt close as i am easily irritated that the Whimsy has reentered my life, and so i am able to enter your inbox today with love and content [heart] [heart]

the song for today is one very dear to me, more recent and one that had its Moment upon release so maybe you know about it? jitterbug (flashing) !!!

this song got into mega mix and i looked it up when the game released to find that the reason i had never heard of it prior was the song had just come out that very year!

god where i do start with this masterpiece... the aesthetic, the instrumentation- the 20s swing feel puts a special sense of love into it and the way the piano n clarinet are used plus the Violin (everything about the violin in this.....to die for i love it sm)

the ANIMATION the switching between the girls with the spotlight the conversation theyre having with the lyrics they're just so !!!!!!! it's about love it's about i'm alone in this world but i have you and you're alone but you have me and it's actually us because we have one another

and then on a surface level, going back to the visuals, i looove their outfits and expressions and the laser lights (everything about the laser lights in this..the symbolism and the plain beauty) and just like... theyre dancing & laughing 2gether.. theyre best friends theyre in love romantically theyre strictly platonic they are each other's whole world they just met they havent seen one another in years

!!!!and!!! the stimulating visuals throughout! the sunglasses and jewelry and screens it's the flashing popping colors on monochrome And the composition of Every Shot in this is beautiful? and ingenious?

alsoo the film filter and skeletons and IM SORRYY for talking abt this for so long im just very very in love with this mv and song..

sending Xs and Os your way

good evening ems. i hope your day has gone splendidly.

i believe i have heard of this song, yes!!! not heard it though... but meiko and miku!! my beloveds!!! it has such a good aesthetic... the violin and piano are just... ough! the like. swing-type vibe. amazing. and yea!! the animation!! the way they converse within the lyrics!!! it's so good. so good. the idea of people being together to rise above the bad and being able to find solace in one another despite the rest of the world maybe not being so kind <3 it's so good... so good. its ok ems i love when you talk about things even if i do not have much to say!!!! <3

#i hope you are doing wonderful i am going to pass out shortly ily sending you good vibes #ems 🌹#leo.asks!

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godofvillains-a · 3 years

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@omgcoffee-and-murder

Lynn pulled away a moment after and folded the blanket and placed it someplace out of their way and nodded. "I had a nice sleep. How was your games?" Lynn asked as she pulled a coffee cup from the cupboard and placed it on the counter and poured herself a nice cup of hot coffee and added what she liked and stirred to perfection before taking a nice long sip.

"I don't remember falling asleep so I must have been really tired. So thank you for carrying me to bed I was really comfortable under all those blankets." Lynn added with a large smile on her face.

“It was nice. I beat one of the games I was playing. But I found there isn’t much to do post game...” He set their plates on the table to eat, beckoning her to join him to eat. “I am glad you slept well. I’ll probably sleep here soon, within the next day or so. Not all that tired actually, but I now soon I’m gonna need my sleep,” he hummed as he began to eat his food.

#MV: God has Entered the Game #omgcoffeeandmurder

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roaming-axe-aaa · 3 years

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Shigaraki had taken a train, being too tired to drive. He kept to the corner of the train, holding a handle to keep up right. His head kept nodding as he was falling asleep. He soon fell asleep and bumped into someone standing next to him, which woke him up.

“S-sorry,” he mumbled out the apology.

#MV: Hail to the King #Open: God has entered the game

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ihearthes · 3 years

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Golden Rod

(inspired by Golden MV)

Author: @ihearthes Pairing: Harry x Reader Insert (2nd person) Rating: Smut (18+ only) Word Count: 2829

“Thanks for the ride, Ryan!” you call, waving at Lambert’s assistant as he drives away to the garages on the Vesta. “Ciao!”

Excited to show Harry your new lingerie, you enter the villa where the team has been staying. “Is he done for the day, Ben?” The words are muffled behind the cloth mask you’ve insisted is essential despite the drop in Italy’s coronavirus cases.

The Fulwell 73 producer points upstairs without a word before bending over the video footage he’s scouring with the director. The opulent surroundings have been modernized, and you grin while mounting the stairs to the top floor where the master suite consumes the entire space. From the expansive open windows, you view the Tyrrhenian Sea, causing you to literally pinch yourself. How had life blessed you in such a way? Giddy, you continue up the stone steps.

Kicking off your sandals, you curl your toes into the cool, smooth tile. Fuck. This had been the perfect day. Swimming in the infinity pool during the morning with endless fresh fruits at your fingertips whenever you stepped out of the water to feel the warm sun on your skin. A socially distanced lunch of Insalata Di Mare Campanese (Seafood Salad) with Molly in a local restaurant. A trip to the stores with the adorable stylist Ryan -- where he’d introduced you to a new designer of gloriously sexy lingerie!

You’d bought four pieces.

Harry was going to love all of them, and you couldn’t wait to showcase them in your own private fashion show on the secure top floor of the Italian villa.

Stopping in the marbled bathroom, you draw in a deep breath at the chill on your heated feet. Quickly, you wash your hands, singing “Happy Birthday” twice like you’d been taught to ensure 20 seconds has elapsed. No way were you going to be responsible for inadvertently passing along the virus to your boyfriend during the Golden music video shoot. He’d end up missing out on filming the music video and the upcoming Don’t Worry Darling if he tested positive. Carefully removing your mask, you toss it into the laundry hamper before washing your hands a second time.

Tiptoeing out of the bath, you wonder where the man of the hour might be. Napping? Nope. Not in the bed. On the loggia, you spy Harry settled in a chair, staring into space.

“Can’t blame you, Styles. That’s one hell of a view.” Gazing over the colorful boats moored in the sea near the coast, your eyes feast on the sky with its tints of reds, pinks, yellows, and oranges as the sun begins to sink into the water. Honestly, you expect to hear a sizzle as the bright ball of gases descends into the blue serenity of the sea.

“Indeed.” His quiet voice doesn’t sound normal for Harry, and you approach slowly, like one might a wounded deer. Wouldn’t want to frighten him away.

“Harry!” The gasp leaves your throat, and you press your hand to your mouth to capture the sound too late as it has already escaped. “What the hell happened to your knee?”

He shrugs, finally glancing in your direction. “Skinned it. Hi, love. Did you have a good day?”

“I had a beautiful day, but what the fuck did you do to your knee?” Crouching down, you examine the spot where blood is flowing. It’s not an overwhelming amount, but enough that you want to clean it. “My poor baby,” you coo, “Let me clean that for you.”

Rising, you glide to the bathroom again.

“Bring some ice too, love,” he requests, tacking on a “please” at the last minute.

Stopping in the suite’s tiny kitchen, you search the small freezer for ice as requested. Ransacking the cabinets in the bathroom, you manage to locate cotton balls, an antiseptic, and a bandage. Returning to Harry, you kneel at his feet. “This might sting a bit.” Cautiously, you cover the cotton ball with the antiseptic and press it to his wound.

He winces, but the only sound he releases is a mild hiss.

“Sorry, baby.”

“It’s not a big deal, love.”

As the blood vanishes with its absorption into the cotton ball, you agree with him. The wound is relatively minor. Should form a scab in the next day or so. Carefully, you remove the adhesive from the bandage and press it over the small scratch.

“Don’t worry, darling,” you tease, “you’ll heal soon enough.”

“Gonna run that one into the ground, aren’t you?” he jokes.

“Might as well,” your shrug, grinning. “Don’t worry, H. You’re so golden.” His smile gives away his mirth at the pun. “Soon enough, you’ll be done filming, and moving on to something else. And I’ll give you hell about whatever the next thing is too.”

“I’d expect nothing less,” he confesses with intense eye contact, and your insides start to flutter.

As an afterthought, you hold up a bag of frozen peas. “No ice, H. I’m so American that I forgot Europeans don’t do much ice. Will this do?”

“Sure.” Grabbing the bag of peas, he smirks before placing it on his crotch.

You raise an eyebrow. “Your dick needs ice?”

His eyes rake over you. “Kind of went running without an athletic supporter today.”

Planting your hands on your hips, you glare at him. “Why would you damage the goods like that?”

Raising his shoulders, he grins, “The fans will love it.”

Your lower lip juts out as you pout at him. “Does that mean it’s off limits to me?”

“It’s sore, love. Not broken.” Harry emphasizes, but that doesn’t make you feel any better.

“But I’ve got lingerie,” you state clearly.

He sits up quickly, shifting the bag of frozen peas on his crotch. “You do?”

“Yep.” You allow the ‘P’ to pop. “Ryan introduced me to a new designer. I bought four sets.”

“Fuck,” he breathes.

“Not with your dick wounded,” you remind him with a tiny hitch in your breathy voice.

“Fuck,” he repeats.

“Should I model the first one or wait until tomorrow?” You’re definitely pushing the envelope here, yet how dare he give fans priority to his most precious bits?!

Eyes darkening, he sweeps his gaze over your light trousers and loose shirt. “Ummmm...now please.”

“Are you sure? Wouldn’t want you to hurt your dick more.”

The exasperated roll of his eyes makes you smile. “I wanna see, love.”

Examining him, you come to the conclusion that he’s an adult and knows what he wants. With a nod, you grasp the handle of the bag from the designer. “Be right back!” Hurrying to the bedroom, you set the bag down before rummaging in it for the most sedate look: a white lacy baby doll bit that hits mid-thigh and comes with a long peignoir. Putting on frilly high heeled slipper with it, you strut in front of him with the robe tightly covering your body, watching as his eyes darken.

“Like this one?”

“Shit, love. It’s…”

When you part the edges to reveal the concoction underneath, Harry has to catch his breath, shifting in the seat as he adjusts the frozen peas.

“Hot?” you taunt.

“Mhm. Come here, and check my temperature.” His voice is throaty, and you recognize the signs quite easily.

“Nope. Three more to go before I get within touching distance, H. Sorry.”

“Dammit,” He mockingly shakes his head. “You know I could easily see all of them on separate nights. Let’s just start with this one.”

Purposely, you push your lip out in a pout. “But then the other lingerie would get jealous, and Ryan went to a lot of effort to get me a private viewing. After all, this stuff isn’t available to the general public.”

“No?” He sighs, and you catch the hitch in his comment. “Bring on the second one then.”

Confidently, you swagger from the room. With shaky hands, you withdraw the bright red lace camisole and boy short. Is this the appropriate one to wear next? The red might just push him over the edge. Best to stay out of his reach then. Smirking, you pull the outfit on and waltz onto the balcony with a twirl, your hair on pointe as its curls bounced with you.

“Holy fuck. That’s the second one?” His strangled cry makes you laugh in joy.

“How’s that cock feeling now?” you gesture in the direction of his crotch.

“The peas have melted I believe.”

“Mhm. Maybe you should go get something else from the freezer then.”

“Nah. I’d rather you come get this bag for me. I might be too injured to walk inside.”

“Oh, you’re so funny. I know this game. I get close to you, and the other two lingerie outfits never see the light of day. Nope. You want more frozen food for your genitals, you can get it yourself.” Laughing, you smack your rounded ass as you amble into the bedroom again.

“Fuck!” Harry yells behind you.

The dialogue combined with the strutting has your pussy feeling damp as the waves of arousal rush over you. Sure you’d fucked last night, but today was a new day, and you wanted to feel that dick inside you -- regardless of the damage he did by jogging in the city for the video.

The third one is pink -- and you’re well aware from experience how much Harry loves pink. The baby doll dress is silk and lands just at the top of your thighs with a black lace bodice that laces in the middle. Kind of laces anyway. Plenty of boob still visible. Or barely hidden. Whichever you prefer.

“Oh my god. You’re killing me!” Harry whines as you parade just out of his reach. When he starts to rise, you shake a finger at him.

“No, no, H. You need to recuperate from running today. Better stay seated.”

He chokes as you twist around to show him all sides, including the g-string with its bare backside.

“You’re evil!” he calls as you dance back into the bedroom.

This is the final one, and you prepare carefully. It takes extra time to put on, and you smile as you observe your image in the room’s mirror. Deftly, you slip a couple of condoms in the bodice of the bralette.

You find a playlist of romantic Italian music and set it to play on the Bluetooth speaker in the bedroom, ensuring the volume is high enough to be heard on the loggia.

Harry gasps the moment he sees you. “You’re not wearing anything under that!”

Playfully you glance down at the last lingerie set. “Oh, damn. I guess when I put the garter skirt and stockings on, I must have forgotten the panties. Forgive me?”

His head bobs up and down as he gulps.

“Now,” you murmur, approaching him. Grasping a pillow from a nearby chair, you plop it on the floor in front of him, settling on your knees there. “I think the best thing is if I take a look at this dick to make sure you didn’t do too much damage.”

Removing the no-longer-frozen peas, you toss the bag to the side. No one will be eating those. Ever. Silently, Harry waits while you carefully peel down the top of his elasticized shorts and remove his cock. You have to catch your breath every time you get to glimpse it, and today is no exception.

Your mouth waters, and you lick your lips as you hold his rigid length in your hand, your eyes flickering up to his where he’s staring intently at you. Maintaining eye contact, you run your tongue over the tip of his cock, paying extra attention to the slit there.

“Mmmm,” you murmur. “The tip seems to be okay. Let me check the length.”

Using your saliva as lubrication, you run your hands down his shaft to his balls. “Doesn’t appear to be broken,” you smirk, “In fact, seems pretty solid and firm to me.”

Harry raises an eyebrow, “Might want to apply some suction there, love, just in case.”

You don’t really care what he means by that last phrase. You’re more than happy to test out the equipment to ensure that it’s in full working order. Spreading his legs more firmly, you lean in, sliding his entire dick into your mouth until the tip hits the back of your throat. Harry grasps the hair at the back of your hand, bunching it in his hand as he guides you along his length. You hear him sigh, and you’re confident he’s tilted his head back and closed his eyes, but when you glance at him, you find that his eyes are still on your lips.

Fuck. It turns you on even more, and you can feel your pussy dripping onto the pillow. You make a mental note to remove the cover and wash it before leaving the villa.

As your lips glide along him, you’re frustrated at not having full access to him. As you apply suction to his tip, you pop off him with an audible sound. Both of your hands reach for the waistband of his shorts, and you gently encourage him -- “Lift your bum, H” -- so you can fully remove the garment, throwing it over your shoulder and hoping it doesn’t sail into the pool below. Harry smiles, adjusting his stance into the biggest man spread you’ve ever seen.

Before you return to your ministrations on his cock, you grasps your chin, drawing your face forward and upwards until he can lock lips with you.

“Not much longer, love, or I’ll explode.”

“I don’t mind,” you purr.

“Mhm. But if we’re fully going to test the equipment, then that should include more than a bj.”

“Ah, I see,” you grin. “But of course. We want to be thorough.”

First, though, you are compelled to play with his balls, so you take him into your mouth again, adding one hand to his length while the fingers on the other play with the balls underneath. Fuck. You could do this all day. Breathing through your nose, you deepthroat him and suck for a solid ten seconds before you release him completely.

With a grin, you stand, kicking aside the pillow. “Hmmmmm...trying to decide the best way to do this.” Your voice has a catch in it, and you wipe your mouth before bending over and capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Tongue darting forward, you taste him, allowing him to suckle your tongue briefly.

As you come up for air, Harry moves his legs together while slipping his hand between yours and nudging your legs apart. With one finger he teases your clit, flicking it from side to side as he watches your face and eases another digit inside you. Oh hell. This feels…

“Fuck, H.”

“You’re so tight, baby. Come sit here. Let’s test out the equipment. Make sure everything works properly.”

At his invitation, you step forward as he shifts his bum down on the chair a bit.

“Shit. I forgot…”

With his words, you remove the first condom from your bralette where it has conveniently been nuzzling your nipple, the hard corner of the foil packet hardening your nip.

Grasping his dick, he uses the tip to slap at your pussy a few times before using your internal juices to lubricate himself. Your eyes roll back into your head as the two of you work together so you can slide onto him without any additional moments wasted.

When you’re fully seated on his dick, you grind just for a moment.

“Hmmmm...seems sturdy enough,” you pant.

“Oh, you’re so funny,” he drawls, but his eyes roll back in his head when you glide along his length, your stockinged thighs surrounded by his large hands. “Fuck, love.”

“Working on it,” you laugh breathlessly as the rhythm becomes easier. His hands move to your arse as he assists you in riding him.

Draping your arms over his shoulders, you shake your tits in his face, and he grins as he bends his head to press a kiss at the juncture of your boobs.

As your climax begins to arrive, your movements become less steady and more sporadic. Harry, knowing you as he does, reaches between your bodies to tease your clit as you throw your head back and cry out two thrusts before his seed spurts into the condom and his eyes roll back into his head. Spent, you collapse on his chest, still joined.

“I think,” you whisper as you kiss his neck while playing with the curls at the nape of your neck, “we can agree that the equipment still works just fine. No damage here.” Picking up your head, you glare at him. “But no more, H! What’s mine is mine. The fans get enough of you.”

He laughs as his arms surround you, and he buries his head in your shoulder.

“Of course, love. Whatever you say.”

A/N: Reblogs are love, my readers. If you liked this even just a little tiny bit, please take a second to reblog so that others might find it. Getting likes is nice, but it doesn’t help me grow my readership. Thanks for your consideration!

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #my writing #harry styles smut #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #1d imagine #harry styles reader insert #original writing #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #sorry I'm so slow at getting this one finished!#please let me know what you think

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rj-s · 4 years

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As If It’s Your Last

Reader x Yeji

Requested by anon

Genre: fluff, high school au, friends to lovers

Words: 1.8k

A/N: Hi I’m so sowwy this took so long. It’s currently four in the morning and this is quite long compared to my previous ones. But I really liked this one uwu. Me did got into kpop because of AIIYL soooo yeahhh. Again, I didn’t really got into the high school part? I hope you still like it tho. Thank you for requesting!

22 Jun 2017

It was just an ordinary school day, doing English in maths, chit-chatting in VA, and sneaking phone out in Science. Yes, very typical.

Your friend, Chaeryeong decided to bring you to her dance studio after school. You were never really into Kpop. You were more like a "Twinkie" who seems intimidating to others. However, you and Chaeryeong knew each other since forever, she knew the real you.

Sometimes, she felt like you just hanging out with her and her sisters is not enough. She wanted you to have more friends and join more activities but you just said it's fine. She was hoping bringing you to the studio will help.

Entering the studio, you sat down at the back.

"You're not going to join?"

You looked up at her. "Nah... I can't..."

"Well, okay. I hope you will change your mind though..."

"괜찮아..." (It's okay...)

She nodded and went to warm up.

You started scrolling your phone until you heard footsteps, and you looked up. A cat-eyed girl ran in, hands on her knees, breathing heavily.

"Hi... I... I'm sorry I'm... late-"

She looked at you and froze, with her eyes wide open. You started to worry, 'Is there something on my face? Do I know her? Oh my God-' Your thoughts were cut out by your best friend, "Oh right, Y/N, this is Yeji unni, she is from school. And Yeji unni, you know Y/N." She said with a smirk, the cat-eyed girl started to blush and looked away.

'Oh, she is from school.' You thought.

You caught her staring at you a few times through the mirror's reflection, she looked away quickly.

'Cute' You thought.

They started the practice when Chaeryeong's sister, Chaeyeon finally arrived. It was not the first time you see the Lee sisters dance, but Yeji, she is something else. The way she looked at you through the mirror when she was dancing gave you chills. It's like her glances can kill.

'Oh wow.'

When the practice ended, the four of you stayed because the Lee sisters suggested a get-to-know-each-other-more gathering. Well, they ordered chicken, you can't say no to chicken.

As you guys were waiting for the food, Chaeyeon suddenly pulled her phone out, "Have you guys listened to the latest Blackpink song yet?" 'Blackpink? As in black and pink???' The three of you said no. She signed and played the mv. It was like just Kpop at first, but when you listen to it the second time, you started to get addicted. The Lee sisters knew you way too much, "Y/N si, do you wanna learn the dance?"

"What- No-"

"We saw you nodding your head to the music, also the rap part!"

It's not a secret that you like raps but the girl with bangs just did so well and you're obsessed already.

"Come onnnnnnnnnnnn, you love to danceeeee."

Chaeyeon said and Chaeryeong pulled you up. Even though you acted like you didn't want it, you were glad your friends knew you that well. All of you picked your parts and started to learn the dance.

Chaeyeon saw you were struggling and got behind you to help you with the moves. Little did you know, someone was watching the both of you.

"Ohhhhh, okay. I got it now, Chaeyeon unni. Thank you."

"It's okay, haha." She said as she petted your head before hugging you.

Yeji watched with a pout, "Are you jealous, unni?" Chaeryoung teased. "Wha- No-" The cat-eyed girl got flustered again. Was it love at first sight? No. You were the "Twinkie" of the school which amazed her, you and the Lee sisters are best friends, it's hard not to notice you.

"They look good together..." She mumbled.

"THE FOOD IS HERE!!!" Chaeyeon screamed.

"Yah, unni! We're just right here." You said as you rub your ears.

"Awe, I'm sorry, my poor baby." She said as she hugged you and kissed you on your forehead.

Yeji pouted again, not knowing how to react. She wanted to get out of here and cry, but she can't. It'd be weird, and she wanted to get to know you. Maybe not as a love interest, but at least being friends would be nice. She held herself together and sat down on the floor with you all and ate.

7 Aug 2017

Three had turned to four, now that Yeji knew that you and Chaeyeon are just good friends made her relieved. You four hanged out even during summer, and Yeji finally dared to ask you to hang out with her, just the two of you.

"So."

"Yeah?"

"Where are we going?"

"Oh right, sorry haha. We're going to the carnival!"

"Wait, really?" You've been talking nonstop about the carnival but the Lee sisters were just too busy to get there with you while Yeji wanted to impress you by showing you that she did listen.

She nodded.

"OH MY GOD, I LOVE YOU!" You screamed as you threw yourself onto her to gave her the best hug she's ever received. She hugged back softly, cherishing every second of it.

24 Dec 2017

You and Yeji had grown extremely close in the past few months. The Lee sisters had been teasing the two of you being wives as you two weren't separated from each other.

"I think I'm losing my best friend to Yeji unni..." Chaeryeong said dramatically while having a hand on her chest, faking a pain. "I'm losing my baby too! Oh, this is so sad!" Chaeyeon said as they pretended to cry together.

"You guys... We're literally just here..." You said as you held Yeji closer.

"And you two are cuddling in our living room!"

"It's cold, and she is soft," Yeji said as she snuggled into you more.

"Get a room already!"

'These two... Aish...' Well, you love your best friends. Even when they tease you.

With all the teasing, this had made you wonder what would it be like if you two are actually something. It would be... Nice? It's quite hard to picture as you've never imagined anything like that. A few months ago, she was just the shy girl you didn't know, and now, she's one of your best friends that you're cuddling with on Christmas Eve.

"What are you thinking?" She asked and you snapped out of your thoughts.

"Nothing just got distracted."

"Awe, okay."

You wondered why she was so shy the first time you met her. And was she... Blushing? But that also brought you back to how she dances. How her body moved so smoothly, and those glances. They're just wow.

Was it love at first sight? Probably not, but you definitely had a little crush on her when you saw her dance.

These thoughts kept you up all night, wondering what would it be to date your best friend, holding hands, cuddling, and going out, as a couple.

5 May 2018

It was the game season, Yeji invited you three to the game. You've never watched her play before so you were very excited. On the other hand, she was as nervous as hell. She wanted to impress you but she also didn't want it to be too obvious.

"You're gonna do great, I just know." You said to her with a smile before hugging her.

She really needed that kind of support at that moment, from her "future" lover.

"Y/N..."

"Hm?"

"Can I get something if I am the MVP of the season?"

"Sure, is there something in particular that you want?"

"Yeah, but I will tell you once I am the MVP."

She's always so determined, and you love that about her. It's one of her charms.

"Mhm, okay. Well, good luck!" You gave her a peck on the cheeks, not thinking about her awkwardness.

The cool air hit the baseball player's face yet her cheeks were still burning. 'But no, Yeji. You have to get your head in the game.' She thought to herself.

17 Oct 2018

The day before the last game. She was practising hard. Seeing her so serious always amazed you in all the ways. You decided to bring her lunch as she probably forgot to eat due to being so focused on practising.

"Hey there, champ."

She stopped and looked at you with a smile. That smile you adore. So pure and just pure happiness to see you.

"Hey!" She said as she wiped her sweats away.

"I brought lunch!"

"Ah, this is why I love you more than the Lees."

It's not like they don't bring her lunches during practice. It's just someone who has a favourite.

18 Oct 2018

It's the final game. Yeji tried her best to get as much point as possible. And her posture looked so good. Seeing her efforts really impressed you. You also started to wonder what was that something she wanted.

"Hwang Yeji! Hwang Yeji!"

"SHE WONNNNN Y/N!!!" Chaeyeon screamed.

You waved happily to her and she waved back.

You guys met at the changing room after everyone was gone.

"So, unni. What was that something you want? Is it a shirt? Or you want me to treat you-"

"You." She stopped you.

"It's always been you. I just want to hold you and kiss you as my girlfriend. I'm in love with you, Y/N."

Oh... That's why she acted so awkward sometimes...

"I mean I get it if you don't feel the same, but like I can't hold this any longer. Before actually knowing you, you were this cool kid that everyone secretly admired. But after knowing you, you actually have a soft side. A loving side. You're so much more than just your looks. I am so in love with you..."

"Yeji... I think I'm in love with you too... I love how you put so many efforts into everything. I love your smile and your eyes. I adore them."

She looked down after hearing that.

"Please never hide your eyes, I know how you feel insecure about them, but they're so pretty, so unique, so... You. You're you and I love you for that..." The two of you stared into each others' eyes, slowly lent in. When your lips touched, there were like fireworks inside your stomach. Your heart was skipping like crazy.

The kiss was soft. You pulled away and rest your foreheads against each others'. You both closed your eyes with a smile, just enjoying each others' company. Until one of you finally decided to break the silence.

"So... Y/N..."

"Yes... Unni?"

"Do you... Wanna maybe go out with me?"

"Of course I do!"

You hugged her tightly and she hugged you back. You still didn't let go for a while. "Y/N? Are you okay?" "Mhm" "We've been in this position for a while now." "I know." You held her as if it's your last.

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dojae-huh · 3 years

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dream within a dream

- Dream Lab is created

- subjects enter a dream, try to synchronise to be able to go into a dream within a dream and later affect reality

- any given dream is a result of real life experiences, environment, thoughts (Chewing Gum and kids taking revenge on the blond guy)

- neos can watch each others dreams, which are recorded (by Haechan) (TV sets represent it, although an actual TV is not needed how was shown in Without U)

- I now think that the reason for NCT Uof5->Uof4/127of7->127of9 sequence is to illustrate the first phase of trying to synchronise. Only when Do and Johnny joined 127, the unit was able to synchronise in Limitless the first time

- there was b-sides about not wanting to leave sweet dreams, awareness ob being in a dream took some time

- in Empathy everyone sang their own songs, so it was like the units saw each other’s dreams, but couldn’t yet synchronise. Exeptions - Boss. Which is 127+2 new members, so doesn’t count

- Jungwoo changed places and universes with WinWin. I think Woo is the middle man between WayV and 127 in YT content for this reason. By lore he knew WayV before coming to 127′s universe.

- it seems like the video games in MVs hint at neos using dreams as stimulations, to gain new powers (Kick It/Punch - martial arts/entering other dimension? 90s love - defeating Black Mamba (the hokkey game was agains Snakes))

- Resonance, members formed new combos with members from all units. finally all units+2 connected.

- Sungchan feautured in Kangta’s MV, where he entered Kwangya in his dream and met (god?) Kangta. it probably means that Sungchan got the news about Black Mamba and told them to original 21.

- NeoCity is probably in Kwangya as an idea. the building that appears in SM’s video about SMCU, in Kwangya, is the new SM’s HQ. Doyoung learning how to use 3D.

- NCIT was Woo’s dream, Hot Sauce was Mark’s dream, Without You - Taeil’s

- the 24th member is needed for something. we are getting NCT2021, so we will know the guy this year.

This fan has a lot of neat observations, go check the channel if you are interested in the lore.

#NCTmentary #NCIT

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godofvillains-arch · 1 year

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@resiliency-in-starlight

“Oh dear, it seems I’m at the wrong place. So she did move after all.” As far as she was concerned, Nimue had still lived at this apartment but it seems like she’s not here. Instead.. a quite odd looking { in her opinion } stranger had answered the door instead. “No, that’s quite alright. I’m going to need to call my dearest sister and find out where she went. It is almost the holidays after all, why wouldn’t I want to spend it with her?”

It’s almost disgusting how sickeningly sweet she acts…

"Dearest sister, hm? I live with another person.. Her name is Nimue. Is that your sister?" he asks the stranger, making sure to stay in the door way to block entry.

"If you're her sister, I have been DYING to meet you.. I have heard so many GREAT things about you from Nimue. Sadly, she's out at the moment. But I can take a message..."

#resiliencyinstarlight #MV: God has Entered the Game #Shigaraki: Destruction incarnate

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godofvillains-aa · 1 year

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@amplifyingtrace

“Didn’t expect to run into a U.A student at this time or place...” the villain comments, peering around, noticing no one else was near her or in the area to that matter. A grin appears on his maw.

“So you’re alone, huh? Tell me.. do you know who I am?”

#MV: God has Entered the Game #amplifyingtrace

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just-a-8th-dreamer · 4 years

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“Unstoppable” | Soyeon

Request : “ Hi since you said I could request I’m gonna I’m just too weak for soyeon omg I’m not sure how this works it’s my first time, could you write a scenario where soyeon is self conscious because she’s had enough of online comments and cries when she gets home to her girlfriend. Please with lot of skinship. Thank you!! Have a nice day :) “

It was 2:00 AM and Soyeon was still working in the studio, trying to make her new song perfect while she was adding some lyrics. Exhausted, she rested her body in her seat and her demons came back again. She started to look at people’s comments on her computer and as a vicious circle, she couldn’t stop reading.

(G)I-DLE isn’t a real group, It’s just Soyeon and her friends.

Nobody asks why Shuhua has no lines in their songs ? Because Soyeon write them and she clearly hates her.

Soyeon is self-centred, she keeps all killing parts to herself.

What about ‘Oh My God’ lyrics and MV ? This is so offensive!

It was almost 4:00 AM when she decided she had enough of all of this. She frowned, her heart pounding in her chest as If it was going to explode, her anger overwhelming her as a devouring fire. Why people couldn’t just see their group as a band of artists ? Why the public could’nt focus on the art in their songs and performances instead of searching a way to harm them ? Soyeon shoke her head and decided to come back to your flat, putting on her hoodie before slamming down her computer’s screen.

She needed to see you, to feel your warmness, to let herself relaxing in your arms. You were her girlfriend, her shining star. You were her rock and strength, giving her the good energy to work and stay stable in her very busy life. Inside her, she felt the insatiable need to have her other half half by her side at this moment as If nothing on earth could calm her down, dark thoughs spreading in her mind. You were her antidote and she wanted to be freed from this poisoned anxiety as soon as possible.

When she entered your flat, she discovered the living room in the dark and she knew you were sleeping. Of course It was almost dawn and she couldn’t blame you because she told you not to wait for her this time. Too many times she was working till the middle of the night and you were always there waiting for your girlfriend; sometimes with a cup of tea, under a blanket or sometimes already asleep on the couch. She wanted to throw her bag on the floor but she didn’t, not wanting to wake you up as she thought you were sleeping in your bed with the door open. A ghost of a smile appeared on Soyeon’s lips when she noticed the bowl of rice and fried chicken you left for her because you knew she never ate when she was concentrated on her work.

Skipping her meal, she directly came to your bedroom to find you asleep in her big shirt and wearing a volley-ball short. She could see every details of your beauty thanks to the moonlight and she couldn’t resist to sit on the bed, stroking your hair. You slowly woke up, shivering under her touch and when your eyes met hers, your lips turned into a smile.

“You’ve worked late again” you said with a sleepy voice, sitting in your bed to face her. “Did you eat something ?”

A sad smile appeared on her lips but she quickly hid it as you were taking her wrist, absentmindedly caressing it with your soft fingers.

“I didn’t. But I will. Did I make you feel lonely ?” she asked, feeling guilty to leave you because of her obsession with perfection again.

You shoke your head, smiling at your wonderful girlfriend to reassure her.

“The girls came for dinner so I cooked with Soojin before Yuqi begged us to play karaoke.” You explained. “She then started to fight with Shuhua as always because she lost the game while Minnie was recording them. See, I didn’t feel lonely.”

“You should control your best friend sometimes” smiled a little Soyeon. “She is not as cute as she seems”

“Yuqi doesn’t like to loose so when she does I can’t do anything.” you answered. “That’s why I came next to Miyeon to look at the clothes she bought when whe went shopping today.”

You let out a little sigh.

“You have finished promoting ‘I trust’ and all the members are resting and having fun. You should do the same, love” you finally told her, stroking her hair.

She lowered her head, pursing her lips and you instantly noticed the half angry half sad spark in her eyes. This is when you took her chin in your hand to make her look at you.

“Jeon Soyeon, what aren’t you telling me ?” you asked her, seriously.

She suddenly crashed into your arms, wanting to feel you close to her, tears flowing from her eyes as she hid her face against your chest. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she had enough of those haters and harmful comments about her and her group. This was too much. Every comeback was a reason to attack the leader of (G)I-DLE and she couldn’t keep it to herself this time. Especially because she has worked hard to write the songs on the album. She had put her heart and soul in ‘I trust”, she had exposed herself and the fact that her work was taken as garbage by a lot of people was destroying her.

You had never seen her like this and the desperation you had noticed in her eyes was breaking your heart. You tightened your embrace around her, letting her express her feelings through her tears before kissing the top of her head.

“They say I’m self-centered !” she screams, totally mad but still crying against you. “And that I use the members to shine brighter than them !”

In front of her deep anger, you let her talk about the online comments she had seen, rubbing her back to comfort her while she was overwhelmed by her tears. Each hating comment she told you were having you shaking your head and clenching your teeth. You were trying to stay still but you were the one feeling your wonderful girlfriend trembling against you because she was exhausted therefore It was very difficult for you no to defend her. You knew her. She was a sleeping volcano. If something made her mad, nothing would happen at first and one day, suddenly the lava would spurt out. You wanted so badly to protect her from herself. From being this demanding about herself as she was an eternal dissatisfied when It came to her. But you couldn’t protect Soyeon from everything and you knew it when you started to date her after Unpretty Rapstar. At least, you were there for her now, her arms holding tighlty your waist while you were constantly kissing her hair on different spots.

“Last time, they said to Soojin that she was ugly” she said with venom before hitting the bed with her fist. “She came back to us crying”

Softly, you took her hand in yours, making her violence stop and you put some kisses on each one of her fingers.

“You know that hating comments aren’t the truth” you replied with a gentle voice. “And Shuhua defended her on a VLive”

She pulled away a little to see your face while hers was red because of desperation and tears then she sat to face you, her hand still in yours. She used her other hand to harshly dry her teeth but you stopped her, drying them gently with your thumb.

“They say ‘Oh My God’’s lyrics are offensive.” she let out, calming herself down a little because of your fingers caressing her thigh exposed by her denim short.

“So what ?” You replied instantly, your face becoming serious.

She looked at you for a moment before shaking her head, silent but still upset.

“You are a wonderful leader, you take care of the girls as If they were your family. You know that you’re not self-centered. You know that you love Shuhua as a little sister. You know you buy them some gifts after every comeback to let them know you are proud of them.” You said, putting her hair behind her ear. “And they know that too. You don’t have to worry about it.

Because she was going to say something, you raised your hand to make her stop.

“I’m not finished” you declared, smiling a little. “Okay ?”

A ghost of a smile appeared on her lips as she understood you reference to ‘Uh-Oh’’s ending part.

“About your talent, I won’t apologize for this but you are the best rapper of this generation.” You started to say with honesty. “ Your rap is clear, fast and sharp. You have a beautiful voice, you know how to sing, you have wonderful dance skills. Plus, you are writing your songs, you are directing music videos, you are searching for new and interesting concepts. Come on, baby, those comments should’nt harm you because you are too talented and hardworking to let people tell you what you are or what you have to do.

Hearing your words, your girlfriend’s eyes started to shine as tears disappeared and her confidence seemed to come back progressivly.

“You are unique” you declared, staring at her lovingly.

Her lips turned into a smile as she was feeling overwhelmed by your love and she squeezed your hand a little.

“No one does all of this like you do” you continued. And I’m sure of a thing ; in ten years, when people will talk about you they will still consider you as one of the best artist in the world.”

Tears rolled again on her cheeks but you were the reason and It was nothing about sadness. Your words melted her heart and they were feeding her with happiness and confidence.

“You can do whatever you want with the girls” you told her. “You fit everything and you are all more than talented. It’s just the beginning of your career and you’re already one of the best girl group in Korea and overseas. Don’t be harmed by the comments because you are self-sufficient”

She shoke her head with a smile, trying to contain her tears and you took her face in both of your hands, locking her irises in hers.

“You are unstoppable, Jeon Soyeon” you finally said.

She couldn’t resist anymore and she suddenly pulled you closer to her to hug you tightly, crying of against your neck, deeply touched by your words.

“What have I done to have a wonderful girl by my side” she just whispered as her love for you was overwhelming her.

You laughed a little, tightening your embrace around her and she put a kiss under your ear.

“I know I’m not easy to live” she said, still in your arms.

“ Soyeon...” you started to contradict but she put a finger on your mouth to keep you silent, pulling away to look at you with her deep cat eyes.

“Don’t mess with me” she joked with her acute voice, forcing you to let her talk.

You couldn’t help but smile, tilting your head on the side. Her face expression became amused and you were happy to see this part of her again.

“Then, If I am this wonderful It means that in ten years, you will still be here with me” she teased you, biting her lip. “I think you should start worshipping me like a goddess from now”

You hit playfully her shoulder with your fist and she kept laughing.

“Who do you think would propose to the other first ? you asked.

“Me of course, I have a more developped sense of fashion and It’s important for the rings” she teased again before running away as you got up to catch her.

“How dare you !”

You were playfully running in the living room, laughters filling the room and when you finally succeeded to catch her, you both fell on the huge and soft carpet next to the sofa. You were in your girlfriend’s arms, resting your head on her chest when she kissed your forehead.

“I love you more than anything babygirl” she finally said, her words having a deep meaning for her, her confidence and happiness rebuilt thanks to you.

#gidle #gidle scenarios #soyeon #soyeon scenarios #minnie #miyeon #soojin #yuqi #shuhua #girl group #girl group scenarios #kpop scenarios #(g)idle #(g)i-dle #gidle reactions

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endingscenery · 4 years

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I Need You | Johnny

johnny suh x reader

genre: fluff, ceo and single-dad johnny au

summary: in many ways, johnny relies on you, his personal assistant, to keep him on track and ease his stressful life a little. what he doesn’t realise though, is just how much he actually needs you in it and that makes him a little scared.

words: 4.4K

a/n: this took me longer to write than expected. also johnny in the new mv has left me deceased

Knocking twice, you enter through the open door and walk into Johnny’s office, your planner and tablet in hand.

“You asked to see me?”

Johnny straightens in his chair, shoulders arching backwards to fix his posture, before he decides to simply stand instead.

“Y/N, I know this may be a bit much but I really need to ask a massive favour of you.”

You nod and so he continues.

“I need you to pick up Joon from school,” he exhales whilst his hand rubs against his temples. “There was some miscommunication between the babysitter and after school care isn’t open today.”

Your lips press together, teeth sinking in slightly. You already had a pile of documents sitting at your desk requiring your attention, there are multiple business calls to be made, follow up enquiries from past appointments and you still have to organise next month’s corporate dinner.

As if reading your mind, Johnny acknowledges, “I know you’re extremely busy as it is, but it would really mean the world to me if you could. Once he’s at the office you can just give Joon something to do and you can get on with your work. He probably has things in his backpack that will keep him busy.”

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath and nod.

“Okay, I’ll do it. You owe me one though.”

Johnny smiles, and the look of relief on his face gives you a sense of calm despite knowing how stressed you will likely be soon after. You’re not even sure what you can find in your office that will keep the seven year old occupied while you work. At least Joon’s school isn’t too far from work.

You arrive at the school in roughly seventeen minutes. As you cross the street and enter into the school grounds, navigating through the children chasing each other and narrowly avoiding colliding into your body, high-pitch voices filling your ears, you notice the boy you’re looking for. Somehow, despite never having met Johnny’s son before, you can immediately recognise him, and not just from the photos which line Johnny’s office desk. As you watch him talk and laugh along with his friends, you can’t help but see remnants of Johnny in his actions. His stance, the way his eyes crinkle at the sides, his laughter, his smile; it all is reminiscent of his father. You chuckle to yourself before approaching the boy.

“Y/N!”

Stopping in your tracks, you’re surprised Joon is able to recognise you. He even knows your name. This is the first time you’ve met him.

Perhaps he recognised the work car and saw me get out of the driver’s seat.

Joon sits in the passenger seat beside you as you start the journey back to the office. His boyish voice fills the car as he animatedly tells you about his day; the things he learned, the mischief he got up to with his friends, the cool video game his classmate showed him; anything that comes to mind. His youthful energy brings a smile to your cheeks, the stress and anxiety work piled on you starting to ease as a calmness falls on you seeing the happiness and excitement of the boy beside you. Perhaps doing Johnny this favour wasn’t such a bad idea.

❀❀❀

Johnny is in a meeting by the time you return to work, so you lead Joon into your office, telling him you’ll let his father know he’s here once the meeting finishes. Joon makes his way to the circular table positioned in the corner of your office and takes a seat, eyes scanning over your workspace before lingering on the paintings adorning the walls.

“There isn’t much to do here,” you apologise, “But if there’s anything you want to do, I can try to see if I can make it possible.”

The boy thinks for a bit before deciding he wants to draw.

Grabbing some paper from the printer, you hand it over to him before rummaging through your drawers to find some pens, pencils, highlighters, texters; anything he can use for drawing, until you watch him take out his pencil case from his bag.

“Oh, of course you would have pencils in your bag,” you mumble to yourself, mentally slapping your head, as Joon chuckles.

You get back to work, occasionally looking over to ensure Joon isn’t getting too bored yet. The two of you continue your tasks quietly, the only sound being the music playing through your speakers as melodies gently dance throughout the room.

Staring at the screen, your eyes tired and strained, you close them for a second, leaning back in your seat to stretch your aching back. You listen to the music from the radio, noticing an extra voice humming to the tune. Tilting your head, you look over to Joon, finding him humming along to the song as he works on his drawing.

“Hey Joon.”

He looks up at you.

“Hmm?”

“If you like, I can connect my phone to the speakers and you can pick whatever song you want to listen to,” you offer.

“Really?”

Walking over to you, he takes your phone from your outstretched hand and searches through your Spotify account before picking a song.

Two soft knocks sound against your door, causing Joon to look in your direction and then towards the direction of the noise.

“Come in.”

You recognise the black, gelled-back hair, before Johnny fully enters and so does Joon. You watch from your desk as Johnny runs towards his son, lifting him up from under his arms and spinning him in the air, Joon’s legs dangerously missing your shelf. Their boyish laughter fills the room, their innocent smiles softening your heart. Biting your lip, you can’t help but feel a little guilty you felt annoyed when Johnny asked you for this favour. Only as he lowers his son back to the ground, does Johnny recognise the tune of the song playing from your speakers.

“Hey, it’s your favourite song!” he exclaims, goofily dancing at his son with moves you recognise from the memes your little cousin loves.

You can’t help but laugh at the sight of your boss, dressed in his tailored grey suit, dancing and otherwise making a fool of himself in order to make his son happy.

Johnny stops his actions almost immediately. Admittedly, he forgot you were even in the room, despite the fact he was standing in your office and he was the one who asked you to look after his son. He can feel the rush of blood climb towards his cheeks and he knows they are probably an obvious bright shade of pink. This only seems to make you laugh even harder, though you do offer him a sweet smile afterwards, calming his nerves just a little bit.

“Don’t mind me,” you giggle. “I’ll be out for a few minutes anyway since I need to talk to Jaehyun about some upcoming appointments. I’ll let you two continue having your fun.”

The two boys watch you exit your office, Joon chuckling once the door closes.

“You scared her off with your terrible dancing.”

“You think?”

Joon nods sheepishly at his father.

“You really think so?” Johnny teases, crouching down to tickle him as Joon shrieks in surprise, attempting to wriggle out of his father’s embrace.

❀❀❀

Johnny enters your office the following morning as you’re setting things up for the day.

“How are you?”

“I’m good,” you answer, watching your boss as he inspects the photos of your family and friends framed on your shelf.

“I didn’t get to say it yesterday, but I really am so thankful you watched over Joon. I’m not sure what I would have done if you couldn’t.”

“It’s nothing,” you shrug but he shakes his head.

“I know you, Y/N, more than you probably realise. I could tell you didn’t really want to do it when I asked.”

Johnny laughs as he watches your eyes widen and your cheeks redden in embarrassment.

“It’s fine, I know I give you a lot of work to do. I swear I don’t mean to have things pile up on you the way they do but it sometimes just seems to happen that way,” he apologises, running his hand through his hair, strands now escaping the usual sleek gelled-back look he was sporting.

You shake your head.

“Yes, perhaps I was annoyed a little in the beginning but I’m alright. In the end I was happy I agreed to look after him. He’s a good kid.”

“He enjoyed being with you too, you know,” Johnny smiles.

“Of course,” you laugh. “Who wouldn’t?”

Johnny lingers in your office for a few more seconds though he knows he should probably let you continue with what you need to do. As you finish setting up your desk, laying out the files and documents you need for the day, you check the time on your desktop.

“You know you have a meeting in the next ten minutes with Mark,” you remind him and Johnny stills.

“Oh my god, I do,” he stammers before turning to the door. “Well, I guess I’ll be off then.”

You shake your head at him while he just beams at you.

“What would I do without you, Y/N?”

❀❀❀

Wringing your hands and biting your lip, you stand nervously in front of Johnny’s office. Normally, your boss calling you in for a meeting wouldn’t worry you at all, but the email seemed overly direct and something about the unemotional wording gave you an uneasy feeling. Perhaps you were reading too much into the short sentence, but even when sending important emails to you, Johnny had always been somewhat more casual, the two of you having developed a friendship throughout the years you’ve been his assistant. So now you stood confused. You hadn’t done anything to warrant an impromptu meeting unless you had missed something important. Holding your breath, you knock on the door, entering as the sound of his voice tells you to come inside.

Johnny sat at his desk, fingers tapping against the wooden surface of the table. He is nervous, you can see it clearly, which isn’t helping ease your anxious thoughts. The fabric of your shirt is clinging to your skin, you can sense the slight tremble of your hands and your throat feels dry.

“Look, I know this is kind of strange to ask and you don’t have to say yes,” Johnny starts, his speech fast as he tries to just get the words out. “But Joon misses you. He keeps wondering when he will get to see you again and I don’t want to make things weird with our work relationship, but would you want to spend a day with us?”

Johnny notices you starting to fiddle with your hands, pulling at the sleeves of your blouse. He knows he shouldn’t have asked you this by calling you in for a meeting but it was the only way he would be able to ask you without chickening out since he has no real reason to call you in for a meeting and he wouldn’t be able to make something up as you were doing your job perfectly. He was too focused on his quick-beating and anxious heart, he didn’t think how his actions would make you nervous too.

“O-only if you want to, of course,” he adds quickly, praying this isn’t a mistake.

“I would love that.”

Your voice is so quiet Johnny almost misses your response. Almost.

He can’t help but feel relieved at your words, letting out a breath he didn’t realise he was even holding.

“Great I’ll message you after work then.”

You nod, but he notices you’re still fiddling with your hands, fingers clenching and unclenching.

“Did you really have to call me in for a meeting to ask that?” you laugh, trying to ease the tension as you get up from your seat.

Johnny shrugs, “No,” he lies. “But it ensured I got to have some time with you to ask,” he winks, back to his normal flirtatious self.

You smile, “You had me worried is all.”

But as you head out of his office and open the door, you hear him let out a quiet, “Sorry.”

❀❀❀

Johnny arranged for the two of you to meet on a bright Sunday morning. Hopping off the train at the bustling city station, you manoeuvred through the crowds, towards the exit. Tapping your card off and exiting the terminal, you spot Johnny’s tall figure in the distance, Joon’s head appearing in and out of your field of vision as he tries to move so as not to be obstructed by the bodies walking in between your path. Sending him a wave, Joon smiles, jumping up and waving in hopes you’ll see his actions.

“How was the train ride? Packed?” Johnny asks as you approach the two boys.

“Very,” you nod.

“Well, you were heading to the city, so that’s understandable,” he shrugs. “Could have driven here.”

“I hate city parking and you know that.”

Johnny does know that, hence why he offered to meet you at the station. Also, it is more convenient you meet Joon and himself since you both can take one car to the various places he has planned for the day. He decided to start the day in the city and grab breakfast at his favourite café and perhaps do some light shopping afterwards. He then thought it may be nice to head to the park east of the city as it has a massive playground which will keep Joon occupied. It also happens to have nice flowers and scenery he hopes you will like. If things go well, he can then take the two of you to the beach to eat chips by the sea and then see what the rest of the day seems to offer. He knows he may be going a little overboard and he’s not sure why, but he does know he wants you to enjoy yourself during this favour you’re doing for him.

Stop fooling yourself, you know It’s because you like her.

Johnny shakes his head, burying the intrusive thoughts.

That definitely isn’t it.

But as he watches Joon take your hand, running ahead out of the station towards the street, genuine smiles and laughter escaping your lips as you quicken your pace to keep up with his son, Johnny can’t help but feel something tugging at his heart.

Johnny sits beside you on the park bench as the two of you watch over Joon as he swings from the monkey bars before climbing up onto the playground slide. He is happy interacting with the other kids on the playground, quickly making friends.

He definitely inherited Johnny’s playful and friendly charm, you think to yourself, chuckling.

Turning to look at you, Johnny raises an eyebrow.

“He has your playful charm,” you repeat, gesturing to his son and Johnny grins.

“So you think I’m charming?”

You roll your eyes.

“I said he has your charm, not that you are charming.”

“But you also think that too,” he teases, not missing the opportunity to send you a wink.

Pushing his shoulder playfully, you scoff, “You wish.”

The melody of Johnny’s ringtone interrupts your conversation. You watch him take his phone out of his pocket, frowning at the screen.

“It’s for work. Sorry, I’m gonna have to take this,” he apologises, lips downturned in a pout.

“Go ahead and take it, I’ll keep an eye on Joon.”

He nods, apologising again before stepping away to answer it.

You turn your attention towards Joon, noticing he seems to be getting a little tired.

Johnny sighs as he answers the phone call. He didn’t want to take it; this was the day he had allocated to you and his son, he didn’t want to think about work, but he recognised the number as the CEO of an important business he has been trying to arrange negotiations with and knows it’s crucial he take it. Stealing glances your way, he knows he should try to focus more on the words of the person on the end of the line but he can’t help but let his attention occasionally drift towards you and his son. So when he hears the distinct sound of Joon’s cries, he quickly apologises, hanging up the call and rushing towards you and his son.

He arrives to the sight of you crouched down in front of Joon, wiping his tears away with your thumb as you reassuringly rub circles on his back, the boy calming down as his choked sobs start to subside. Johnny realises you must not have seen him yet. He looks on as you reach for the bag hanging from your shoulders, searching inside before pulling out a water bottle, antiseptic and some band-aids.

Prepared as always.

As you attend to his wounds, Johnny crouches beside you, causing you to look up at him and offer him a reassuring smile.

“We had a little accident jumping off the swing,” you inform. “But he’s alright, just gotta clean the wound and put some band-aids.”

Johnny nods, relieved he has you to take care of Joon.

“I hope you don’t mind that I didn’t call you over immediately, I didn’t want to interrupt your call, it seemed important.”

“That’s okay.”

“He’s a strong boy so he’ll be fine,” you say, smiling at Joon. “You’re tough aren’t you?”

Joon nods, biting his lip from the pain.

Johnny watches, mesmerised, as he watches you tediously treat and look after his son’s wounds. He can’t help but feel touched at your actions, looking after Joon with such care, almost as if he was your own.

❀❀❀

It’s around 7:00pm when Johnny pulls his car into your driveway. Joon had fallen asleep in the backseat, and the ride was filled with the soft atmospheric tunes of Johnny’s playlist. Stepping out, you search through the pockets in your bag to find your keys as Johnny opens the back passenger door, gently unbuckling and lifting up the sleeping boy. After spending time at the beach, Johnny had offered to drive you home and along the way, before falling asleep, Joon announced he felt like a hot chocolate. When you asked if he wanted to drink some at your place before he and his father continued their journey home, Joon had been more than excited to do so. Yet now he lay asleep in Johnny’s arms.

“He’ll probably wake up once we get inside,” Johnny shrugs and you nod.

As he enters your home, he spreads Joon onto your couch, careful not to interrupt his rest, while you busy yourself grabbing the chocolate and milk. Johnny positions himself on one of the stools by your kitchen counter, taking in the decor and layout of your home. He’s amazed at how organised everything is, everything having its own place yet no one spot looks overcrowded.

No wonder you do so well at your job as an assistant. Even at home your things are organised, Johnny thinks to himself, smiling.

Plants accent the room, brightening up the otherwise empty corner spaces and vases full flowers sit atop all the tables throughout your house.

“Oh, you’re awake now.”

Johnny follows your gaze, swivelling his seat, to find Joon lazily walking up to the counter, rubbing his eyes as he adjusts to the bright kitchen lights.

“Right on time too, I just finished the hot chocolates.”

Joon’s lips upturn into a wide grin and he no longer looks sleepy. Johnny looks on as Joon climbs onto the high stool and wraps his two small hands around the mug you push towards him. But it’s the expression on your face that gets him the most. The look of endearment, of a motherly love, that leaves his throat dry. It feels too domestic; the two of you spending a Sunday together looking after his son, going to a park, the beach, having hot chocolates in the evening at home. Yet, now that he has felt it again, he can’t help but want more.

The two boys arrive home just past nine. Being visibly exhausted from the day, it is easy for Johnny to get Joon to go to bed. As he fluffs his pillows and pulls the duvet over Joon’s small frame, Johnny decides to sit on the edge of his son’s bed for just a little longer.

“I really like Y/N,” Joon mumbles, letting out a yawn.

Johnny nods. “She is an amazing person.”

“You really like her too, don't you?”

Looking down at his son, Johnny finds he’s not sure how to respond.

“You act differently around Y/N,” he muses. “And you stare at her a lot.”

Johnny laughs, knowing he can’t argue with Joon’s statement.

“Is that so?”

“It is so.”

❀❀❀

Johnny knows he’s falling for you. He knows it from the fact that you cross his mind at strange times throughout the day and that whenever he sees something he thinks you’ll like, he gets the urge to buy it just to see you smile. He knows it because he often finds himself wondering if you’re having a good day and if you’re happy. When he’s not with you, he wonders what you are doing. His heart skips a beat every time he sees you. He knows he’s falling for you from the fact that he’s doing and thinking all the romantic things he promised he wouldn’t allow himself again.

In truth, the thought of being with you frightens him. After Joon’s mother abandoned him, he never wanted to let another person that close to him again. He pushed through the struggle of balancing looking after his son alone and giving him the love of both parents on his own, and he can proudly say he has been doing so successfully. Better than he thought he was capable of, if he’s being honest. But somehow, as he watches you from across the staff room joking and laughing through your conversation with your co-workers, and as he thinks about the Sunday you spent together and the way you cared for his son, he can’t help but feel a tug at his heart, his head prompting him to change his cynical attitude.

Perhaps this time things will work with you.

And as you look over to him at that moment, catching his gaze and offering him a bright smile, Johnny knows he’s made up his mind over you.

❀❀❀

Johnny holds business meetings with the CEOs of some of the country’s top companies. He knows he can be strict and blunt when employees slack off. He can make split decisions for heavy matters that involve millions of dollars without a drop of sweat. Yet, as he stands before you at the park he took you the previous week, taking in your unique features as the pretty flowers behind you frame your pretty face, he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He can hear the loud beating of his heart. He can feel the sweat accumulating on the palm of his hands. And for once, he feels scared. Scared of your response, scared his next words will affect the good relationship the two of you have, scared your answer may let his son down, scared once he says his next words he won’t be able to take them back, but mostly, he feels scared you don’t feel the same.

“Look, Y/N, I didn’t ask you to join me here for just a walk,” Johnny admits. “I want to ask you something important.”

“Well, at least you didn’t call me in for a meeting this time,” you tease and Johnny smiles at the memory.

You can see how tense he is and you’re doing your best to brighten the atmosphere for him which he is thankful for.

“I like you. A lot.”

You can tell he has more to say so you nod, encouraging him to continue.

“You can probably imagine why, but I tried to push any idea of a romantic relationship from my head when Joon’s mother left.”

He tries to push down the lump forming in his throat restricting his speech and ability to say what he wants.

“I had been pretty successful at it too,” he chuckles. “Until recently.”

You bite your lip as he takes your hands in his.

“Being with you makes me incredibly happy in a way I thought I wouldn’t ever feel again. And I think it’s been building up for a while, but when I got to spend the whole day with you and saw how you take care of Joon, how I know you treat and care for everyone at the office, how you care for me; I know that’s what I need in my life. I need you in my life.”

You can feel the tears running down the side of your face and you notice the look of panic that crosses Johnny’s features. But when a smile emerges from your lips and you gently rest your hand along his cheeks, Johnny understands your tears are from happiness.

“I need you in my life too.”

Despite how cliché it sounds, the sensation of Johnny’s lips pressing against yours makes him feel as if he’s in heaven. They’re softer than he imagined and through the kiss he can feel your love for him.

The sound of a forced cough, causes the two of you to separate from each other. Looking down, you find Joon standing in front of you both, arms crossed and his left eyebrow raised.

Johnny glares at his son, knowing he told Joon to let the two of you be alone for a few minutes before pulling you aside.

The boy only stares back, as if to tell him he has given you both enough time.

Joon looks back at the two of you, still wrapped in each other’s arms, before he wedges himself in between the both of you so that he’s in the middle of the hug, causing you to break out in laughter.

Johnny sighs, but you only shake your head.

“Don’t be upset, Joon just got jealous he wasn’t involved in the family hug.”

You hear a whine of protest from Joon and notice Johnny’s face soften.

Something about those words left a warm feeling in his chest.

You are now fully a part of his life.

Part of his family.

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THE TOP 10 WORST KPOP SONGS OF 2020

(WARNING: I DON’T LIKE THESE SONGS AND WILL BE MEAN AT THEM. I DO NOT HAVE ANY PERSONAL BEEF WITH ANY OF THESE GROUPS OR ARTISTS SO DON’T COME FOR ME IF YOUR FAVE MADE A STINKER TRACK THIS YEAR.)

Ah, 2020. The year where disco came back, the 80s came back, and everyone was titling their songs after nonsense words. It was a good year for k-pop overall, with a lot of new trends entering the game towards the end of summer. However, there were some real clunkers that refused to get out of my head this quarantine and pissed me off to varying degrees each time I heard them. This list is an attempt to chronicle all of those.

So without further ado, let’s get this shit done.

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

NCT 127 - PUNCH This isn't actually a bad song, hence it only making it to the honorable mentions section. In fact, I think this could've easily made the best list had it not been for one thing, and that's the presence of NCT 127, namely their rap line. The instrumental on this thing is absolutely killer and one of the best productions to come out of SM in a long time. The entire thing is bizarrely structured and incredibly gutsy, and therefore I think it's a travesty that an instrumental this incredible was drowned in ASMR-esque whispers and EYYYY WE BALLINs. There are a few salvageable sections, namely the first post-chorus, and we see glimmers of NCT 127's true potential, should they choose to explore this sound further.

CIGNATURE - NUN NU NAN NA Similar to Punch, I admire the production choices here - there are a few sections that blast you with 100gecs-esque womps, and that's always something I enjoy. The vast majority of the song rarely dips below decent territory, but since the entire thing hinges on the titular hook, it ends up falling apart right when it needs to bring the hype the most. I mean, building a hook around those notes was...an interesting choice, I guess. It reminds me a lot of fromis_9's FUN!, which also constructed the entire song around a terrible set of notes. Listen to them yell that hook at you and tell me it doesn't sound off. Most frustrating song of 2020.

ONG SEONG WU - GRAVITY Have you ever heard a drop this weak? I sure haven't. I hate the way he says DIVING INTO YOUR LOVE, the over-enunciation kills me and there's one syllable too many. Also, thanks Ong Seong Wu for giving CRAVITY the promo they deserve.

BTS - FLY TO MY ROOM I can't relax while listening to this, the beat is so sparse and has this nauseous sway to it that really makes me feel like I'm reliving these past 9 months of quarantine all over again. And just like quarantine, it really feels like this goddamn thing never ends. That final set of choruses is really a chore to get through, and I'm not the only one who thinks so - shout out to Taehyung for serving taste and I'm sorry Jimin convinced you to sing out of your natural range yet again.

TREASURE - MMM Ew.

I*ZONE - FIESTA It's a pretty standard girl group song up until that chorus hits and oh my god, who on earth produced this? Are they actively trying to trigger my psychosis? There are so many sounds happening that it feels like three or four demo tracks laid on top of each other, it makes me confused even trying to figure out what's going on here. And that post-chorus drop is horrendous, it's like the instrumental is literally screaming into my ear STREAM BLOOM*IZ!!! STREAM BLOOM*IZ YOU DUMB CUCK!!! YOU LOVE IT!!!

NOW FOR THE REAL LIST.

#10: TAEYEON - HAPPY

I do not like this. Taeyeon has one of the most powerful voices in the industry and instead of putting it to good use, she decided to put out the musical equivalent of eating a stick of butter. Bland, horrible texture, seems to go on forever and ever, you know you shouldn't be consuming it and you don't know why you're doing this to yourself, etc.

The MV contributed to my dislike, with Taeyeon whitewashed all the way into uncanny valley as she lounges around her beautiful apartment. Well of course you'd be happy if you lived in a place like that, I know I would. The sad thing is that there's some really nice vocal work here and there, but for the majority of the song, Taeyeon decides to serenade us in the most nasal tone that she can muster. I know she can sing better than this, and I'm disappointed in her for creating this and unleashing it on the world.

#9: WEKI MEKI - OOPSY

Whereas Picky Picky was annoying in the best way possible, Oopsy is annoying in the worst way possible. The instrumental legitimately sounds cheap, the drums sound so tinny and artificial that it's hard on the ears. Not to mention the hook, wherein the girls force their voices as high as they can go as they proclaim OOPSY!

I'm a huge fan of cute concepts, but when it comes to putting out a high-energy sugary track like this, you're walking a fine line between adorable and irritating. Weki Meki didn't even try to walk the line, they just dove headfirst into irritating territory without a care in the world. It literally feels like the audio equivalent of having to hold a whiny toddler and then it pisses itself and the mom is just cooing about how her little darling made an oopsy.

#8: VICTON - MAYDAY

It feels like for most of the year, the vast majority of boy groups were stuck in a rut, knee-deep in sludgy EDM and leather harnesses. You know the songs I'm talking about, and I could've put any one of them here, but I chose this one purely because that chorus makes me feel like I have a concussion. I don't like this song nor the trend it's representative of - I spent most of quarantine having the same dark BG concepts thrown at me over and over and I'm glad things are starting to take a bit of a turn.

The bridge on this is actually pretty great, and the guys in VICTON do know how to sing, as can be seen in the final post-chorus. But man, there's just nothing fresh being brought to the table here, just the same stale trends in their worst form yet. The hook is so slow and drowsy, the same few notes just repeated over and over. I have not seen the MV because I feel like I can picture it well enough in my head just by listening. Are there harnesses? Don't forget those, boys.

#7: MCND - SPRING

Only Pentagon are allowed to do these concepts.

#6: HYO, LOOPY, SOYEON - DESSERT

This is genuinely unlistenable as soon as the drop hits, with a vocal stitching job that might be a horn synth, I'm not sure. That's how annoying it is. The producer is clearly incompetent and the performers are oozing with personality, though not the pleasant sort. The hook is bratty and the raps here are beyond generic. After the halfway point, there are a couple interesting sounds thrown into the mix, but it's not enough to save things.

Soyeon in particular sounds awful here, with her iconic nasally tone morphing into something genuinely irritating and borderline spiteful. Age up the toddler from the Oopsy comparison to around 7 or 8 and that's basically what you've got here. All I can hope is that this song is not influential in any way, shape or form, because I just had a vision of Blackpink imitating this production style and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

#5: SECRET NUMBER - WHO DIS?

I'm not sure how many Secret Number fans are out there, but I'm about to make all of em real mad at me right about now. However, it must be said.

This is basically Your Turn by Kaachi again.

I don't think I need to explain that hot take, just listen to the song. It's surprisingly amateurish, to the point where I feel like the vocals aren't in sync and they just used the first take they got from each girl. The raps in particular are awful, and I swear they even sound like they go off-key a couple of times. How this blew up in any aspect is bizarre to me. Anyways, stream Photo Magic and stan Kaachi.

#4: BAEKHYUN - CANDY

Did you want a k-pop version of Yummy by Justin Bieber? No? Well, Baekhyun decided to make it anyways! At least Yummy was sort of funny in how bad it is, this is just...a somber affair. Inexplicably, he manages to oversing the final third of the song, which I don't get the point of, but okay. Lazy, underproduced and overproduced at the same time, bland, boring, annoying...

Wait, did he just say...

Okay, I changed my mind, this is hysterical. Like Pop rocks, strawberry, bubble gum...

#3: (G)-IDLE - DUMDI DUMDI

I'm so sick of this group's 'ethnic' schtick, it's like they never learn. They just don't give a fuck - after a string of genuinely great tracks like Hann, Lion, and Oh My God, they just decide to put out this shit and expect me to listen to it? They're a group with a lot of potential, with some brilliant vocalists and the talent that is Soyeon (who really loves being on this list, apparently) but if they continue down the path of using different cultures as concepts I can't support them any further.

The song itself has salvageable parts, a recurring theme on this list, but the over-the-top tribal influences are so obvious and tropey that even listening to it feels gross. (G)-Idle have more creative control than most groups, and the fact that they're capable of creating works of art like Lion is what makes me harsh on them. Instead of moving forward, they continue to regress into their comfort zone of cultural appropriation.

#2 YOOA - BON VOYAGE

Speaking of cultural appropriation...are we gonna address this? Nah? Okay.

Oh My Girl, YooA's parent group, has a history of blatant cultural appropriation (and arguably some legit racist moments depending on how you look at it) and they seem like they're not changing anytime soon. That's why this particular song stings even more than it probably should. If you thought Dumdi Dumdi's tribal influences were a little too on the nose, take a listen to this chorus.

YooA has a bad voice, is wearing tribal face paint, and is running around the wilderness whitewashed into oblivion while a choir of nameless voices chant vaguely tribal things behind her. Even in an industry like k-pop, this sticks out as something in bafflingly poor taste, and I can't see how she got away with this in 2020.

#1 BLACKPINK & SELENA GOMEZ - ICE CREAM

Well, this is a predictable pick.

I don't know why or how Blackpink thought they could get away with drip-feeding blinks content for 4 goddamn years in the lead-up to their first album, only to drop this big fat clunker on them. I honestly felt insulted by the song, from its cheap, tinny production to the god-awful lyrics. I don't know how anyone could find any value in a piece of music this soulless and hollow.

Lisa's raps are by far the worst part of it, with FIRE BARS such as "you're the one been chosen, play the part like moses" and "mona lisa kinda lisa". Unfortunately, these raps take up a good portion of the song, and there's nothing going on in the instrumental to distract you from them, save for that little ice cream truck jingle. (or at least I think that's what the producer was going for)

Selena is a non-presence and essentially blends in with the girls, who WAIL that awful hook like their lives depend on it. Also, there's some really cheesy innuendos here that're sung with all the sex appeal of the actual ice cream truck driver from literally your neighborhood.

I loathe what this song represents - the only good thing about it is that the girls look stunning in the MV. And that's exactly the thing - this song represents the exact moment in time wherein Blackpink admitted to their audience that music is no longer their main focus. This is the peak of their influencer-ization, and only time will tell if they'll redeem themselves. (Spoiler: They sort of did, goddammit.)

#kpop #worst kpop #kpop review #review #yooa bon voyage #blackpink ice cream #mcnd spring #dumdi dumdi #baekhyun candy #victon mayday #secret number #taeyeon happy #weki meki

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