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feuqueerfire · 11 months
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April 2023 Movies/Shows Wrap-Up
A little monthly (spoilery!) wrap-up of all the shows, movies, and shorts I’ve watched or am watching in April 2023, general thoughts, and ranking of them all.
Recommendation of the month: Dirty Laundry was fun!
Ranking
The Merciless
Kiss Me Again: Pete-Kao cut (rewatch) = Dirty Laundry
Midnight Museum
Average Rating: 6.125/10 [lowest for the year so far :< hopefully better next month]
MDL Updates - Added to Watchlist:
A section because I’m curious about how many shows I decide to add to my Watch List a month and also the ratio of watching them:adding them.
Midnight Museum
I Go to School Not by Bus (2015): There’s this one tiktok I liked a while ago and haha yeah
Bed Friend
Unintentional Love Story
The Eighth Sense
To Watch List At Start Of Month: 56
To Watch List At End Of Month: 57 [Currently: Our Skyy 2, Bed Friend]
Removed from To Watch List:
None
Watching On-Air
Our Skyy 2 
Country: Thailand
Release Dates: Apr 19, 2023 - ONGOING
Watch Via: GMMTV YT (free)
Watch Dates: Apr 22 - ONGOING, 2023
Never Let Me Go: It was cute and fun and I'm happy to have seen Nueng and Palm one more time. Goodbye, Palm and Nueng. [6.5/10]
Star In My Mind: In Ep 1, they were soo cute and I liked scheming Daonuea. Ep 2 is boring rip. Also glad that Nuea initiates or reciprocates Kluen’s advances often enough it’s an uncomfortable dynamic otherwise. [5.5/10]
tags: our skyy 2, never let me go, gmmtv 2023, star in my mind
Also Appears In: Our Skyy 2 Live Blogging
Completely Watched
The Merciless (2017) - non-queer
Country: South Korea
Release Dates: May 17, 2017
Watch Via: Netflix, so :>
Watch Dates: Apr 1, 2023
Rating: 6.5/10
Overall Impression: I do like going into shows and movies knowing very little, so every twist was fun for me; none of it blew my mind but I was still surprised nearly every time because I wasn't trying to predict the twists or anything. Im Siwan is just really good at these sorts of roles I guess, his situation, dynamic with the other male lead, and ending had similarities to Strangers From Hell for sure (or I should say it the other way around because this came first). I wish so much of the movie wasn't in such darkness though, I can't fucking see rip. I wasn't that into the bromance aspect but did like how intertwined they were and how willing to trust the other and how that trust got betrayed.
Also Appears In: The Merciless Live Blogging
My School President non-rewatching rewatch because I'm watching the reaction by ReactionsByJavi. I've been obsessed with FourthGemini recently and am excited for OurSkyyxMSP and just want more of them (23.5 when?). I might watch some FourthGemini interviews and stuff too, who knows, but I've been following translation accounts for them and they've been so funny in their events this early April lol.
I watched all 12 eps reactions by ReactionsByJavi and 2, 3 + parts of 1, 12 by ธีร์สนุกสนาน [T sanuksanan]. I'm gonna raise my rating to 7.5 because I really liked this show :> and my favourite ep is 3. April 4: Gotta update rating in liveblogging, monthly wrap-up, 2023 masterlist, my spreadsheet, MDL, whew.
Midnight Museum - non-BL
Country: Thailand
Release Dates: Mar 6, 2023 - Apr 4, 2023
Watch Via: GMMTV YT (free)
Watch Dates: Apr 5 - 7, 2023
Rating: 5.5/10
Overall Impression: I liked the first half with the artifacts and side stories more than the second half where they tried to do too much for a short runtime, not too much budget, and mediocre writing skills. I couldn't make myself care about Khatha or Dome and also it was funny how they kept emphasizing phi-nong with words but so romantic in action. I wish the fantasy and magic and parallel universes and time travel and cult and God and whatever else made more sense together.
tags: midnight museum
Also Appears In: Midnight Museum Live Blogging
Agh, I have barely been watching anything this month.
I think after focusing on less romantic shows the first few months of the year, I’m just craving some regular old familiar cheesy low-stakes BL but I also don’t really wanna start a new show (and Bed Friend seems a little too stressful). Wasn’t sure what I wanted to even rewatch, so I rewatched Gifted S1 via ReactionsWithJavi reactions and on April 16, watched ep 9-11 of Love In The Air SkyPai story. 
Can’t wait for Our Skyy to start so that I can at least have that to fulfill my romance BLs but with familiar characters but also not rewatch a whole show; wanted something new with the familiar and Our Skyy really is made for that.
Kiss Me Again: Pete-Kao cut
Country: Thailand
Release Dates: Jun 19, 2018 - Aug 9, 2018
Watch Via: GMMTV YT (free)
Watch Dates: Apr 18, 2023
Rating: 6/10 [I’m not changing it from before]
Overall Impression: continuing on my can’t-watch-anything-new-that-i-have-high-hopes-for. I’ve been kinda craving like a very typical school BL that doesn’t have much going on outside of the ship dynamic and this delivers. Repressed and insane Pete who does stupid shit like get together with Mint again bc he thinks he’s jealous of Kao and then crash Kao and Sun’s dinner is so funny. Also the background music in this is jarring. Pete’s father continues to be great.  
Rewatched Moonlight Chicken Heart/LiMing scenes via ReactionswithJavi and ahhh I love them so bad like T.T 
Dirty Laundry
Country: Thailand
Release Dates: Jan 18, 2023 - Feb 2, 2023
Watch Via: GMMTV YT (free)
Watch Dates: Apr 25 - 28, 2023
Rating: 6/10
Overall Impression: Personally worth watching just to see the plethora of the gendered terms used with Night in drag/pretending to be kathoey (esp with Momey). Also liked the ending with “but who’s gonna direct?” [look into the camera] [screen with Directed by Jojo’s name] This was really fun and kept my attention well. I’ve seen people say that the humour didn’t work for them but it did for me. Also fun to see actors like Nanon, Film, Pond in these roles.
tags: dirty laundry
Rewatched SOTUS eps 9-13 and the second half of 15 lol I think I’m just maybe in a typical uni BL mood. rewatching is so fun though, I get to lament that there were so many girls in this engineering friend group and even a lesbian unlike these days where there are 0 to 1 female friends. Also, I didn’t know the Thai honorifics as much when I watched this over a year ago but now Kongpob being like “Then you can drop the formality of khun and phom and change to Phi and nong instead” and Arthit being like “That’s totally up to me. You got a problem with that?” ahhh it’s so alskdjak younger pursuer/seme/top/1/whatever my beloved
Started watching Bed Friend rip should’ve done earlier or waited 2 days but it is what it is. 
Wonder how much I’ll get to watch shows now that I’m gonna have a 9-5 for the next 4 months oof
Worked on GeminiFourth April Roundup this month, will try to do it for next month too
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seatawinan · 2 years
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Tinted With You airing on 23 December
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wvsyaname · 3 years
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okay hi and hello �� this is a little late but i literally just got home lmao. anyways this is kim yejin aka the girl you hit up if you want a buddy pass on jeju air (which is basically the spirit airlines of korea but that’s neither here nor there.) feel free to like this intro and i’ll be sure to slide into your ims . anyways to the tl;dr.
bio / stats / connections (i literally don’t have any of these yet bc i’m a lazy girl but when i do i’ll link)
kim yejin, useless pisces girl from gangneung originally not too much to say about her life growing up bc for the most part, it doesn’t really matter does it?
a couple things to say about it: working class fam and her parents are def the kind of people who got married because there was a baby on the way and like whatever love they had for each other died within the first 5 years of their marriage even though they stayed married but like what are you gonna do though? though def did have an effect on yejin’s perceptions on relationships in the future bc her dad was not a nice guy and p distant and she probs like seeks out some sort of belated approval from her dad in every man she’s dated in her adult life while like living in absolute terror of ending up like her mom
she’s got an older sister who’s honestly a bit prettier and more like idk charismatic than yejin  and has a family of her own now and roots and stuff  and a place to call home by far BUT yejin was the talented daughter, the talent being she was actually p gifted at piano growing up and was so good she like earned her way into yego like yeah fancy fancy
though she’s done fuck all with that education as an adult bc she dropped out of chugye university like a semester shy of graduating simply bc “piano stopped being enjoyable”
and you know her parents who had so much pride in their daughter bc she was like “the one non-disappointing part of their marriage” were as u can imagine incredibly disappointed and tbh her dad still doesn’t talk to her bc he’s still mad at her decision and all the time she wasted but whatever long story short they cut her off even though they were never really providing anything to begin with but it’s symbolic or whatever 
and yejin decides fuck them, fuck everyone i’m gonna run off and create a new me only she’s broke so the furthest her money gets her is daejeon where she knows an old friend from school and like she def desires a more transient life like she wants to see the world! she wants to drink wine in paris and kiss her lover in the rain in new york and whatever but bills are real and life is expensive and she’s got nothing so she gets a job at a shitty airline as a flight attendant bc that’s the closest thing she’ll get to seeing the world which isn’t too bad bc sometimes she goes to japan or taiwan or china and sometimes even vietnam and thailand so she sees a little of the world even if it’s sometimes just from the bedroom of  shit motel
and like adult life hits her hard def not the stuff she dreamed about doing and seeing when she was just some kid in a dorm room in seoul but at the same time doesn’t really regret it bc at least she’s not miserable and losing passion for one of the things that really gave her the greatest joy in life and she’s like v much in charge of her own life or as much as anyone can be when saddled with like debt and a shitty job and living paycheck to paycheck but like she gets fun little souvenirs and knick knacks so alls well that ends well i guess
anyways still has like the same dreamy/romantic sensibility that told her “hey quit your nice fancy school that you’re only at bc you have a full ride scholarship! who needs a degree! go run away from your life it’s fine!” so basically she’s still and flighty girl who would rather run from a problem then deal with it properly but like she sees the world the rose colored glasses so that’s fun on a purely superficial level and is charming in it’s own way
also rip to her neighbors bc the nicest thing she has is an upright piano in her apartment (that she’s still making payments on rip) and she likes to play it at odd hours during the day so if you hear schubert at 7 am and then chopin at midnight you know who’s door to go bang on
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blvejeanbaby · 4 years
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Pairing: Johnny x Y/N Word count: 1800 Part: 1 | 2
warning: gets suggestive ;)
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The room was different from the one Johnny had stayed in the last time. He had returned to Paris on numerous occassions since, but none of those visits had involved the same hotel, until now. And the sole reason for that, was the girl making a snow angel on the white linnen of the bed, littered with rose petals. The rest of the room was made up of cedarwood furniture and decorations painted in crimson and golden hues. It was beautiful, really, but Johnny’s eyes were only on the girl on the bed. No, she was no longer a girl, she was now a woman. His woman.
“Mrs Suh,” he said, causing her to open her eyes and look at him. She still had the wide eyes he had studied as she talked of her favourites and pet peeves over pizza and steak and red wine. She still had the birthmarks he had come to trace at night, like constellations on her body. “You haven’t even looked at the view yet.” “You’re right.” She got up excitedly and all but ran over to the window, pulling the thick curtains aside to reveal a balcony and the view beyond that. Y/N let out a sigh of contentment, resting her forehead against the glass. She looked out over a dark sea, littered with lights, one in particular. The Eiffel Tower was glittering, towering over everything, dominating the view, but making it all so much more wonderful. They had arrived in darkness and it was dark out still, but that only left for Paris, the city of lights, to be lit up as beautifully as Johnny had ever seen it. He moved to stand behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her gently, kissing the top of her head. “I don’t ever want to leave again,” she said. “You want to raise our kids in Paris?” Johnny’s hand slipped down to her stomach, thinking of what she told him only three weeks ago. “It’s not going to be twins,” Y/N said. “I was aiming for triplets.” She hit him gently. “But to answer your question - I prefer Europe much over the US if you must know. But I thought we were staying in Korea.” Johnny’s mind took a detour from Y/N’s questioning tone as he remembered their apartment in Korea. Newly purchased, but they had up until recently been renting it, unsure of where they would be settling down. Y/N was not from South Korea, Johnny originally was a citizen of the United States. They had contemplated going to the US, had even travelled to the States to visit both Illinois and Washington to look at properties. None had caught their eye enough. Y/N had mentioned Europe but Johnny didn’t feel comfortable. Yet. He could come to change his mind, he thought, as he placed another kiss on top of Y/N’s head. “For the time being.” Johnny let her go again. “What do you say we take a walk?” He turned and walked through the room, thinking of a route they might take - down to the Jardin des Tuileries and the Louvre. If they were feeling adventurous, maybe they could swing by the Notre Dame. “Are you not tired?” Y/N turned around, letting the curtains slide shut again behind her. In that moment she looked like she had stepped out of a film noir, as if she was the classic French beauty everyone always talked about, though she held no French in her. “I think we have a jetlag. I know I do.” “Well, Mr Suh,” she said, “I think a good glass of red wine will change that.” The hotel had a bar, closed at this time of night, but Johnny hadn’t specifically mentioned their honeymoon in the reservation noticements for nothing. Their hotel room had a mini bar, filled with necessities like water, but also... “A bottle of red wine. Of some French making.” Y/N held up the bottle, as well as two glasses that could be used for either wine or champagne. She knew him to have a slight preference for wine at any given circumstances, next to coffee, of course. Sometimes she wondered if that was his first love, or if she was. “What do you say, hubbie?” “I don’t like hubbie,” he said, getting up and following Y/N out on the balcony, where two chairs were awaiting them. They hadn’t planned their wedding with the weather in mind - they had mostly been aiming at a day the most people would be able to come as they had to fly out a rather large group of people to South Korea for it - but coincidentally, it was a warm summer day in Paris, almost like the day they met. “Well, what do you like?” Johnny felt suddenly shy, as if he were transported six years back in time. The K-pop idol with next to no private life being able to meet a solo travelling girl, one he had instantly felt drawn to, one who had managed to challenge him intellectually where others hadn’t. He had been only 24 when they met, had felt silly to have wasted his time with pretty faces when he could have Y/N. When they had woken up the day after, in a hotel room just a few floors down, his manager had been knocking at his door frantically, needing him at the stylists’ hotel room in five minutes. Giving a naked Y/N a last kiss and a brief explanation, he had ran out. He would never have thought to find her, still in his room two hours later, this time equipped with room service and a kiss still waiting on him. He had felt so lucky as he had shared breakfast with her - croissants and coffee and orange juice and avocado on toast. He had particularly hated the moment he had to leave for his scheduled day of soundchecking and performing. “I like you,” Johnny said as he sat down. Y/N rolled her eyes. “You silly man, I was talking about terms of endearment. You know I have warmed up to them over the years. Remember when I could only call you by your name? Oh, how the times have changed.” Johnny remembered quite clearly how Y/N had been opposed to the expectations that came with romantic love. They had kept in contact after their rendez-vous at the hotel, to Johnny’s surprise. They had kept it friendly for a while, Y/N mostly spitting philosophical thoughts in the dead of night, which was during the day for Johnny when he got back to Korea. She had flown halfway across the world to see him there and she had claimed it was not because she loved him. She had thought she could never love, not in that way. She had always said it like that. Not in that way. Johnny had always wondered what she meant until he realized that he, in fact, liked her - no, loved her - in that way. And she had returned it unknowingly, claiming she didn’t and couldn’t and wouldn’t. And it all culminated in, in a ridiculous twist of fate, her being the one to ask Johnny to marry her. It had been about one and a half year ago, as he visited the place she grew up in for the first time. And she had whipped out a ring out of nowhere and she had asked him to marry her and Johnny hadn’t been able to say anything but yes, mentally crossing out the planning he had done to ask her. She beat him to it. “More wine?” Y/N looked over and saw that Johnny still was gazing out over Paris at midnight, his wine untouched. He looked so lost in thought, so peaceful... and handsome. She smiled to herself and refilled her own glass of sparkling water. No alcohol now that she was with a baby. “You know,” she said, still in her thoughtful tone of voice, “Paris is kind of romantic. If you think about it.” “Is it? I hadn’t noticed.” She ignored him. “When we were here the first time, I just thought of it as another city that would not live up to my expectations. Like New York. You always see New York City as the place to be, where everything happens. The city that never sleeps, the city where Carrie Bradshaw wrote her stories and Kevin defeated the burglars once again and where Spiderman lives.” Y/N sipped her drink. “It wasn’t that good when I was there. I thought Paris would be the same. But then you opened my eyes to it.” Johnny smiled, that smile he knew Y/N loved because she would always gaze at him lovingly as he did. “I think you ought to love New York too. We’ll visit that next.” “After the little one is born?” “Even before.” Johnny traced the rim of the wine glass with his finger while watching Y/N bring hers to her mouth, a lipstick stain left behind. And his mind flickered to the past, her lipstick staining other things, other body parts. It made the blood rush through Johnny’s body. Louder and more forceful than he had meant to, Johnny put his wineglass down on the small wrought iron table, one that was wobbly too. “Y/N?” She looked up, setting her glass down too as she saw the look in his eyes. “Race you to it!” They left the glasses out on the table as they ran inside, the hotel room untouched and still stifling hot. Apparently the hotel had never heard of a working air conditioning system, for the machine was noisily pumping air into the room, but none of it was cooling them off. Perhaps that was partially due to the heat in their touches, the fervor in their kisses. Y/N’s red painted nails stood out to Johnny’s pale skin as she nearly ripped off his black T-shirt and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Johnny pushed her down until she was comfortably rested against the array of pillows. He was ever so gentle with her, but sometimes he lost that completely. It was as if a different Johnny popped out at those times. It was one of those nights. Y/N wore a skirt - in his eagerness to love her and make her feel good and have her lipstick stain more than just that glass on the balcony, he didn’t even pull it off, he just pushed it up. “Is that what the wine did to you?” she chuckled. “If I remember correctly, you ripped my clothes off like this too last time we were here, all because of wine.” “Not because of wine,” Johnny said, giving her kisses down her neck, “just because of you.”
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gwoongi · 5 years
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𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ☽ slytherin yoongi
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𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 min yoongi / reader hogwarts au words: 4378
a/n: once again, the prompts were taken from this post :-) feel free to send requests (i am currently working on requests sent to me, thank u for all ur patience!) ((this fic features prompts 3, 4, 5, 6, 16, 17))
a/n 2: in this fic we give pansy parkinson redemption bc i love her and she deserves the sun and a man like jeongguk
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Yoongi should have known that things were too good to be true when he was sorted into Slytherin alongside another fluently speaking British Korean, Jeon Jeongguk. Looking back on the ceremony, over six years ago now, it’s definitely too perfect to be realistic; and actually, now that he’s thinking about it, Professor Dumbledore looked way too happy to see two Koreans in the same year in the same house, sitting on the same bench eating from the same bowl of creamy mashed potato.
His family moving to Sussex when he was five was a risky move. Yoongi had no real friends in his town, if you didn’t count the next door neighbour’s ratty Yorkshire Terrier who always escaped his garden through the fences and regularly took a shit on their patio. Yoongi was never a social butterfly; he could be found sitting inside during break-time with a colouring book or a blank piece of paper, drawing and writing or otherwise just staring out the window at the other kids playing hopscotch on the playground. Honestly, he didn’t care about joining groups and being friends with people - Yoongi had expected to move back to Daegu for high-school, just like his family had planned. Then his Dad got some promotion that paid the bills and then Yoongi got his Hogwarts letter.
Now, Yoongi sits in the Slytherin Common Room, six years later, staring at Jeongguk with his arms folded and lower back rested against the back of the sofa, situated in front of the fire. He stares at Jeongguk with an unamused stare, blank like his notebooks for potions, one eyebrow cocked with disbelief.
“You’re sexiling me again?”
“Look, this is only until next weekend,” Jeongguk pleads, the eleven year old that Yoongi wanted to wrap in cotton wool on the Hogwarts Express threatening to jump out with big bug eyes. “Me and Parkinson are finally hitting it off.”
Yoongi rolls his eyes. “Oh, right. I forgot you’re chasing after Malfoy’s sloppy seconds.”
“She deserves better than him,” Jeongguk frowns, and Yoongi looks closer and notices that Jeongguk is serious about this. He’s serious about Pansy Parkinson, and he should have known from the first time Jeongguk recited an essay probably titled, Why Pansy Parkinson Is Actually Really Nice, with bullet point number one being that Jeongguk found Pansy secretly tutoring three Hufflepuff first years in DADA, and discovered that Pansy bakes mint-chocolate cookies with the house elves at midnight, when nobody is around. Jeongguk personally finds it a shame that she wasted so much time trying to get Draco Malfoy’s attention when he very obviously always had eyes for a certain know-it-all Gryffindor, and as for Yoongi - well, he doesn’t really have an opinion.
“Anyway, it’s just for now,” Jeongguk continues, shaking his head as if getting rid of the thoughts. “I’m sorry - I know, I’m the worst.”
Yoongi just sighs, straightening up and looking at Jeongguk. “Whatever Guk. Let me get my jumper- you owe me, though. After tonight, you fucking owe me.”
When a wide smile spreads across Jeongguk’s face, Yoongi almost thinks that it’s worth it; he climbs the stairs to the sixth year’s bedroom and grabs his jumper, a gift from Jeongguk when he went to America last summer, and then hops back down into the Common Room, where he’s incredibly unsurprised to see Jeongguk already twisting his arms around the short black-haired girl. 
Yoongi almost wants to smile; Jeongguk’s too sweet for Slytherin, with only his cool exterior and black clothing that makes him even remotely scary. He watches before heading out of the Common Room as Jeongguk wraps Pansy’s hair around her ear, revealing a helix piercing she got over Easter last year, and he nuzzles his nose into her cheek, eliciting a series of uncharacteristic giggles from the girl. Yoongi nods and walks away - they look good together, he thinks, and then he stops thinking when he leaves the Common Room at 9:15pm, realising he has nowhere to go.
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Kim Seokjin was the Slytherin prefect, coincidentally on hallway duty when he sees Yoongi stumbling into the corridor near to the kitchens. Seokjin isn’t a snitch, unless it’s on other houses, and he pretends to look the other way when Yoongi heads down the corridor towards the house-elf who hurries across the hallway, waving at him with a familiar smile and beckoning him inside of the kitchen.
Now, not that Seokjin has ever gone out of his way to stalk Yoongi and map out his ideal evenings outside of the Common Room, but he’s pretty sure he has never seen Yoongi stalk the kitchen hallway, dangerously close to the Hufflepuff Common Room, whose door is directly inside the kitchen by the barrels of vinegar. But Seokjin shrugs instead of going to investigate, already on the hunt for other students whose names don’t start with Min and end with Yoongi.
Yoongi follows the elf into the kitchen, listening as they chatter about a lemon sponge they made in the morning that sits to cool in the cupboard above the sinks- which, although Yoongi is not a chef, he thinks is a weird place to store a cake. He notices the pale yellow jumper knitted around their body and he rolls his eyes, already knowing it’s the work of Miss Hermione Granger, who has also taken it upon herself to pin pamphlets for her saving elves club, or whatever, all around school. Yoongi recalls ripping one down from the Common Room after Malfoy stuck it there to be supportive; he has nothing against the elves, but he does have everything against Malfoy sticking Gryffindor propaganda around his Common Room, because god-damnit, Yoongi is older and he makes the rules of what can and can not be stuck on their corkboard.
He follows her further into the kitchen, bowing out of politeness as the rest of the staff rush around him. It occurs to him that nobody in this kitchen ever really has a day off to rest; either that, or Dumbledore hired about a million elves to man the kitchen, as six push past him to run into the adjoining kitchen where he smells cookie dough. The elves haven’t quite mastered the bow, and they stutter in movements around him trying to get away. Maybe they’re just not as polite in Scotland as they are in Korea, but again, it’s not as if he’s been back to Daegu since he moved to Sussex. He has his Dad and his Dad’s crazy skills to thank for that one.
“...and Winky must work! Miss Y/N, Winky needs to bake!”
Out of instinct, Yoongi ducks behind some empty shelves, looking like a right idiot as Winky, one of the elves, dashes towards another student in the kitchen. Yoongi glances upwards, noticing the student right away, and a breath of air is pushed out of his lungs. Winky tugs at the girl’s corduroy slacks with a small whimper.
“I won’t make a sound. It’ll be like I’m not even here,” the girl promises, patting Winky’s head and she stubbornly moves away. Yoongi already knows Winky is harmless and the girl is Winky’s friend, probably the only other student besides himself who Winky bakes extra batches for.
“You can’t just sit there all day,” Winky squeaks. “What if somebody comes in and sees that Winky is not working?”
“I will fight them,” the girl replies, jutting her chin out with defiance. “If they hurt you, I will beat them up. Okay?”
Winky nods for a moment before crying out with realisation, running backwards to hurry into the room where an explosion of flour bursts, and Yoongi winces with a hiss when an elf scurries past him and steps on the back of his ankle. His cover is now exposed; he leaps into view whilst glaring at the elf as they run away, and Yoongi looks towards the girl who stares back with a half amused expression, bringing a slice of sponge cake to her mouth and taking a bite.
“It’s a bit late for a slice of cake, L/N.”
You crack a smile, swallowing the dry cake. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion, Min.” Despite the words, you part your legs and beckon him forward with the wave of your hand, bringing the plate and breaking a corner of the cake with a fork. “Say ah!”
Yoongi does not say “ah”, but opens his mouth for the bite. When he swallows, he looks back at you and scoffs when he notices a cheeky grin on your lips: “I’m not here to make friends.”
“Who said that?” you reply, nudging the plate away towards the sinks. “Nobody said that.”
“You’re so funny,” Yoongi says with a monotone voice, and you don’t even flinch when Yoongi positions himself between your legs, resting his hands on your hips, fingers feathering your waist and the skin shown from the cropped tee. In-fact, you lock him in place, hooking your ankles behind his back and bringing him closer, slightly dipping your head to capture his lips in a kiss. 
At first it is light, almost as if it never even happened. Yoongi squints at you when you pull away, expecting more, and one hand moves from your waist to your cheek where he brings you back down for a second, this one much deeper.
Your relationship with Yoongi has always been confusing, and complicated, and most importantly, secret. Nobody at all knew what was going on between Yoongi and yourself; even better than that, nobody at all knew that Yoongi knew who you were. To some, the dynamic was even weirder than Granger and Malfoy, born rivals, born opposites, a lion and a snake. In this case, it was the snake and the badger, wriggling around in tight spaces around the castle, sharing kisses like last breaths.
Yoongi had always been fond of you, even when you stared at him with slight fear in first year when he tried to sit next to you in History of Magic. The emblem on your breast meant very little to him, but meant everything to everybody else; he’d walk several steps behind you, waiting until late fifth year when he finally plucked up the courage and accidentally cornered you into Filch’s store cupboard. Granted, it worked out fine, with the cupboard rising in temperature very quickly, but it never answered the question of What The Hell Was This, and how long it would last. All Yoongi knew was that from the moment he had you tongue tied and dripping in Filch’s dusty cupboard, he would do anything to have a second taste.
Yoongi pulls away first, viewing the way your eyes remain closed for a long three seconds before they fluttered open, peering down at him. He almost straightens up with pride when you unhook your ankles and let them gently swing next to him, your fingers curling in the strings of his jumper.
“What are you doing down here?” you ask finally, your voice quieter without any need to be loud. Your face is, after-all, inches from his own, and the smell of burning is non-existent with the sound of elf footsteps filling the room, just like normal.
“I need a place to stay,” Yoongi replies after a moment's pause. “I’ve been sexiled. Again.”
You hum noncommittally, still curling the strings. “Well, that’s tragic.”
“And you owe me,” Yoongi reminds, because apparently, he does a lot of favours for people. You had almost forgotten how Yoongi took the blame for your failed prank on Cho Chang after someone mentioned in the Hufflepuff Sleepover that she “totally snitched on Potter, and even though he’s a bit of a bellend, nobody deserved Umbridge’s detentions.” Yeah- the mustard bomb you planted in her bag backfired when it blew up on Umbridge herself, and Yoongi couldn’t bear to let you sit through her torture-detention and took one for the team. You apologised excessively when he left the room late at night and kissed the back of his hand over and over until the pain turned into numb lip stains, and he promised you could do him a favour in the future to make up for it.
“So, what?” you ask. “You want to stay in the kitchens? Not very sanitary.”
“I was thinking more your Common Room, but I guess, if you’re ashamed of me, then I can sleep out here in the cold surrounded by elf feet…” His voice trails off and he perks when you laugh, your hands fluffing his hair and then falling back to your lap. “What?”
“Nothing. You’re just funny,” you shake your head with a grin. “I’m not ashamed of you, by the way. I just...I didn’t think you wanted to make it official like that.”
“Nobody’s making it official.”
“The second you walk in there, every Hufflepuff is gonna label us as the next Dramione. You want that?”
Yoongi shrugs. “Who wouldn’t want to be with you?”
You pause. “I could make a list?”
“Please, no-”
“There was George Weasley- I remember when he awkwardly turned me down in the library in third year, his loss-”
“I’m too sober for this,” Yoongi groans, pulling away completely. Instead of turning away completely, he reaches for the large plate of lemon sponge cake and cuts two large slices. “Look, can’t you just do me this favour once? It’s just until Jeongguk finally dicks down Parkinson.”
“Pansy Parkinson?”
“Yeah, the short one. Not very friendly, hides behind her hair, actually kinda cute when she stops being a bitch and chasing after Malfoy.”
“Oh, yeah, I know her. We made brownies together in September,” you nod, jumping down from the counter and wiping away invisible dust from your trousers. “Aw, she’d look so good with Guk. He’s what she needs, you know?”
Yoongi nods reluctantly, “That’s what he said, too.”
As Yoongi continues carefully cutting two slices, you bound towards the barrels lined up outside the entryway to the Hufflepuff Common Room, tapping the passcode while Yoongi remains otherwise occupied. Once he’s finished, he peers over his shoulder as you stand by the entryway, muttering to a Hufflepuff who always sits by the door on an evening to stop people from entering, because one loud-mouth once told a Ravenclaw how to get in, who told someone else, who told the entire school. 
Yoongi can feel his eyes softening, and he probably figures there’s sparkles in them as he watches you; it’s like his whole body has turned into a soft mush, and his heart physically hurts watching you giggle with the other Hufflepuff, gesturing back towards Yoongi with your thumb and meeting his smile with teeth and crescent mooned eyes.
Yoongi’s definitely not in love - there’s not enough here and there for that to be realistically possible. All he knows is that he’s fond of you. Fond doesn’t even cut it. There’s something about you that makes him feel safe, and accepted, and comfortable, and when you call him over with the all clear, he very nearly drops the plate into twenty pieces as he steps towards you. God, his heart is in his throat and his hands are kind of shaking- in the orange glow of the candlelight surrounding the kitchens, Yoongi thinks you look the most beautiful. He almost can’t breathe.
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The Hufflepuff Common Room is both everything and nothing like what he expected. When he steps inside, the room feels huge, and almost circular, with a humongous fire that roars forever and a circular carpet just in front of it, and on top of that, a large Chest acting as a coffee table and three large, worn suede sofas. The room feels homely- not like his home, decorated with modern decor, but like a home he’d expect to see on telly, with natural colours and plants that hang from random items around the room, a big painting of mountains above the fire and a clock that seems stuck on midnight. He smells tea and honey, spotting a makeshift kitchen set up by two early-bird students who stare at him owlishly as he enters, one hand glued to yours.
He almost jumps when the coffee table Chest springs open and three giggling Hufflepuff’s step out; he vaguely remembers someone saying that Newt Scamander had one of those, a chest that opens into a whole other world. Then, he also recalls the time you told him about this, under the full moon and ocean of stars, on top of the astronomy tower. 
(“We’ve got a bar down there. It opens into a bar when you enter, and there’s an outdoor area with a park and a pond and a canopy, and there’s a hammock, too! I remember Cedric Diggory- remember him?- I remember him taking Cho Chang on that hammock. The hammock broke, you already know what happened there.”) ((Yoongi now wants to go into the Chest.))
Instead, you tug him towards the sixth-year Hufflepuff bedrooms, where you swing the door open without a care of the other sleeping students. Yoongi actually flinches for you, and pauses upon entry when he realises that half the beds are bloody empty, save the one girl snoring loudly with earphones in in the corner, facing the wall decorated with postcards and a newspaper cutting of Harry Potter, which Yoongi personally finds quite creepy.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” you say with a sigh, kicking off your shoes to bounce on your bed. Yoongi almost feels jealous, because these beds definitely look bigger than the ones in Slytherin.
“How come we never came back here?” he wonders aloud.
You shrug, taking the cake off him as he kicks off his shoes and climbs next to you. The bed squeaks slightly and you flush, for whatever reason Yoongi already kind of knows, and when he’s settled, you cuddle in between his legs, taking a fork from his pocket and picking at one of the slices.
“I thought you were embarrassed of me,” you confess quietly.
“What...why would I be embarrassed of you?” Yoongi asks. Expectantly, he stares at you until you look over at him through a mouthful of cake. “Y/N…”
“I don’t know, okay?” you surrender. “Probably house anxiety, or whatever.”
“What does that even mean?”
“It means that I know what people say about Hermione and Draco behind their backs,” you reluctantly say, shuffling to face him. “I didn’t want that. I know you didn’t either. And every time we’d meet, it would be in some place secretive. I don’t know, I just thought...that you didn’t really wanna be seen with me, or whatever. It’s stupid.”
Yoongi doesn’t know what to say. Instead, he puts down the plate and fork and gently turns your head towards him with his hands, a frown on his face and between his eyebrows. “Baby…”
“And it’s okay,” you reassure quickly with a smile. “It’s really okay. It’s a big step! It’s a big thing. I don’t mind the secretiveness...makes life more exciting, you know?”
“Mhm, I know.”
“And I like you a lot, Yoongi,” you murmur, and when he smiles widely, you groan, “but I like being secretive right now. It’s fun running around and hiding in classrooms. And it was so much fun having sex in Snape’s supply cupboard while he was interrogating Harry Potter in the corridor.”
“Oh, wow, I’d forgotten about that one.”
The clock on the wall ticks to 2am when you shuffle further into Yoongi’s body, wondering if you can get any closer. With a groan, Yoongi forces more cake into his mouth, laughing around a chunk when you giggle at his face, scrunched up with fake pain.
“Oi! You’re getting crumbs all over my bed,” you mutter, wiping away a little pile of crumbs onto the floor. Yoongi shrugs, putting the plate on the bedside table and rolling over, pulling you into his arms with his cheek squished against your head. “Oh my God. This is our first cuddling session- hold on, wait, I need photographic evidence of this exact moment-”
“Ugh, can’t you just relax for two seconds?” Yoongi complains, holding you in place. “You can just take it tomorrow, or whatever.”
“You’re staying?”
Yoongi looks down at you. “I’ve been sexiled, Y/N, I can’t just go back to my room and listen to Jeongguk and Pansy all night.”
“And so instead, you have come to annoy little old me. I see, I see, it’s okay.”
(Yoongi lets you complain playfully for a little while until you fall asleep on his bicep, and he takes a little longer than expected to look at you, mapping out all your features and details before dragging the quilt covers over your body.)
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“Hey, where’d you go last night?”
Jeongguk trails behind Yoongi as they walk into the Grand Hall together, stomachs growling for a breakfast. As he walks towards the Slytherin table towards the far right of the hall, he takes a glance at the Hufflepuff table and his heart jumps when he sees your bed of messy hair, facing a girl opposite you with panda eyes. He tears his gaze away before anybody can notice him looking.
“I thought you’d sleep on the couch, or something,” Jeongguk shrugs.
“The couch is too close to your sperm sharing session,” Yoongi replies, and Jeongguk grimaces visibly and stacks bacon onto his plate. “Speaking of...everything go okay?”
Jeongguk’s face twists into pure affection: “Yoongi, it was amazing. Really. God, I feel so bad for her- Malfoy really was a dick, and never gave her any attention. All I had to do was tell her she was doing well and everything changed. She’s so nice, Yoongi. I think I like her. A lot.”
Yoongi nods, genuinely listening. “That’s good.”
“And, seriously, she was so good,” Jeongguk continues, and now Yoongi switches off slightly, grabbing a pancake from a plate. He only half listens to Jeongguk spill the details of how Pansy does something with her tongue that no other girl or guy has done for him, and thankfully shuts up with Pansy slips next to him on the bench and leans into his side, her hair in little space buns, freckles on display. Yoongi’s never seen those before. He looks at her with a knowing stare and she wriggles with discomfort, a smile eventually replacing the frown on her small and slightly red lips.
“Please,” she sighs, “stop telling him about your sex life. Your sex life is now also my sex life, and I’d rather nobody knew.”
Yoongi scoffs loudly. “It’s okay. We can share sex lives, if you wanna.”
“If I knew any better,” Seokjin pipes up from further down the bench, “I’d think you’ve never touched anybody before, Yoongi. Have you ever been with anybody in your six years of being here?”
“For your information, Virgin Mary, I have.”
Jeongguk twists with shock. “Really? I thought you hated all the Slytherin girls.” He turns to Pansy: “not you, baby.”
“And who said it was a Slytherin who has me tied down?” Yoongi snaps back, shoving in a piece of pancake.
Everybody around Yoongi pauses, not really knowing what to say to that. Draco Malfoy looks up with a sneer when he hears, sipping his tea and calling down to Yoongi. He almost doesn’t believe that, he says. It feels nice knowing that people follow in his footsteps.
Yoongi gives Draco one dirty look. “Unlike you, I respect my other-house girlfriend and take care of her. We have a long history of loving sex, instead of a long history of mental abuse and bullying. Now, sit back down and eat your fucking waffles, Malfoy, I’m not in the mood to hear you try and convince me that you think Granger is any different to what Parkinson was. You wouldn’t know how to treat a girl properly if someone wrote the steps on your big ass forehead.”
Yeah, nobody really says anything after that, and the Hall falls into a silence for a short twenty seconds. The only noise seems to be the quiet sniggers of a Hufflepuff girl behind Yoongi, who Jeongguk notices moving with giggles. He looks at her and then back at Yoongi, doing the Math when Yoongi smiles to himself at the sound and grins into his pancakes.
(“So... who is the Hufflepuff girl you’re dating?”
Yoongi sighs. “We’re not dating. I just said that to shut up Malfoy.”
“So, you’re fucking a Hufflepuff.”
“Actually, I like to call it we’re-dating-but-it’s-way-too-exciting-to-fuck-in-Snape’s-office-and-labels-are-so-last-year.”
“...You’ve screwed her in Snape’s office? Man, you’ve got balls.”)
((“Wait. You’re screwing Y/N L/N?”
“Correction, I am screwing Y/N L/N with my whole heart inside Snape’s office.”
Jeongguk shudders and when Pansy lifts her head up out of his shoulder, she squints in Yoongi’s direction and yawns: “wait, the one who makes brownies in the kitchens?”
“Yeah,” Yoongi replies. “And what about it?”
Pansy shakes her head, thinking about it. She lies back down on Jeongguk’s shoulder with a little smile, “She told me that once. I thought she might be joking, but looking back on it, she really talked about you as if she was talking about the stars.”
Yoongi thinks about that for a minute.))
(((“Dude, I think Snape knows.”
Yoongi glances at Jeongguk in potions, stirring the purple liquid. “Knows what? That we fucking suck at potions? Yeah, no shit.”
Jeongguk opens his mouth to speak and pauses when Snape briskly passes their table, sending a curt glare in their direction and then turning to another table. Across from where the duo are standing, you sneak a glance up from your cauldron, half-heartedly pouring in the next vial of liquid.
“No,” Jeongguk replies, “I think he knows that someone had sex in his office. Heard him complaining about it to Dumbledore after breakfast.”
Yoongi flushes. “Oh?”
“Yeah. The words “little shits” were used,” Jeongguk nodded. “You’re on his hit list.”
Yoongi doesn’t quite believe Jeongguk until Snape not-so-accidentally bashes into Yoongi from behind, sending the contents of his cauldron all over the table, soaking not only his own robes and books but also yours. Snape only shrugs his shoulders and forces out a, “You should watch what you are doing,”, taking five seconds to say each word, before deducting fifteen points from Slytherin.)))
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wlwhyuck · 6 years
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💫🌟85 questions tag🌟🌙
i was tagged by @najaeminclub to do this, and even though ive already done this it was awhile ago and i thought i’d do it again for fun lol 
rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people
last:
1. drink: water from my lovely hydroflask
2. phone call: my best friend last night i Love her
3. text message: “sippy sip bitch” to my fav cousin lol 
4. song you listened to: japan by famous dex
5. time you cried: uh last night nyoom
ever:
6. dated someone twice: nope
7. kissed someone and regretted it: nope
8. been cheated on: no
9. lost someone special: uh yeah
10. been depressed: yes 
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no bc i can Control myself and plus im never just drunk so ive never gotten to the point of throwing up....and i have a like. fear of vomit/vomitting 
favorite colours:
12. black
13. red
14. blue
in the last year have you:
15. made new friends: yes omg
16. fallen out of love: out of lust ? mayhaps. love? no
17. laughed until you cried: every time my dumb ass laughs at dumb shit i cry
18. found out someone was talking about you: i love hearing abt ppl talking abt me and this isnt even sarcasm 
19. met someone who changed you: yes and im grateful
20. found out who your friends are: this first year of college/university/whatever has shown me a lot and im grateful
21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: i havent been on fb in like 5 yrs
general:
22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: i never added ppl i didnt know irl
23. do you have any pets: no but i wish /:
24. do you want to change your name: used to want to change it from korin to korinne lol 
25. what did you do for your last birthday: dank ass korean food with my stupid friends that i love to death, threw a soft serve cone out a sun roof while on the freeway(not my proudest moment i dont usually litter ksjdfskljdf), and boba 
26. what time did you wake up today: like 8-thirty something
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching greys anatomy lol i got like 12 seasons to go before i catch up
28. what is something you can’t wait for: 88rising’s head in the clouds and honne in the same week! also im going to this super bougie kbbq place for my cousins bday w our friends soon we havent been in forever
29. what are you listening to right now: incidentally, head in the clouds by joji
30. when was the last time you saw your mom: like this morning before she left for work
31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i have actually known zero toms my entire life
32. something that gets on your nerves: i work retail im sure you can imagine what gets on my nerves (customers)
33. most visited website: youtube and tumblr and ssense (bc i love torturing myself)
34. hair colour: black brown
35. long or short hair: its short rn !! but i miss my long hair too
36. do you have a crush on someone: @doysauce hey i have a crush on u 
37. what do you like about yourself: my knowledge of fashion and ive been told im a good listener and give good advice
38. want any piercings: i dont want any more tbh! i used to want industrials in both ears
39. blood type: i have. no idea
40. nicknames: korn flakes, cup o noodle, k, krin
41. relationship status: tengo una novia hehe
42. zodiac: capricorn
43. pronouns: she/her, they/them doesnt matter.. im agender/non-binary but its more a me thing than anything tbh !
44. fave tv shows: greys anatomy
45. tattoos: one on the outside of my wrist!
46. right handed or left handed: right
47. ever had surgery: no
48. piercings: just my ears!
49. sport: i dont Move.mp3
50. vacation: id love to go to japan, germany, russia, paris, korea
51. trainers: i have a pair of white a1s i wear almost everyday
more general:
52. eating: i’m eating canned peaches and i added ice bc. i hate warm fruit
53. drinking: water rn but i love oolong milk tea or matcha thai tea
54. i’m about to watch: greys anatomy S2E21
55. waiting for: my best friend to pick me up so we can go to the movies n eat n do dumb shit
56. want: fuckin air conditioning its so hot in my room bye
57. get married: perhaps one day but idk. my parents arent even married theyve just been together all these yrs
58. career: bithc a job in the fashion industry. in the digital editorial department of one of the following: ssense, dsm, grailed, dazed, nylon
which is better:
59. hugs or kisses: both uwu
60. lips or eyes: both
61. shorter or taller: taller 
62. older or younger: uh idk no one younger by like a yr or two lol
63. nice arms or stomach: i mean if its a Boy i love. arm girls i dont care bc theyre Perfect
64. hookup or relationship: relationship
65. troublemaker or hesitant: 85% troublemaker 15% hesitant hehe
have you ever:
66. kissed a stranger: nah
67. drank hard liquor: strawberry sky yummmmm
68. lost glasses: yes every goddamn morning
69. turned someone down: uh yeah rip lol
70. sex on first date: if ur both down n consent then why not
71. broken someone’s heart: i don’t think so ?
72. had your heart broken: yes 
73. been arrested: no
74. cried when someone died: yes
75. fallen for a friend: big Yeah
do you believe in:
76. yourself: mostly
77. miracles: sometimes
78. love at first sight: no 
79. santa claus: no
80. kiss on first date: if you’re both down then why not tbh 
81. angels: her name is zyla
other:
82. best friend’s name: tirza 
83. eye colour: brown
84. fave movie: interstellar, dunkirk, ready player one, arrival
85. fave actor: i dont have a favorite actor rip
i am not tagging 20 ppl sjdskjd but i Am tagging newer mutuals! @officialrenjuns @1aphrodite @donghyonce @sitgma @4-am @huangfilms @yuckhi @1yangs @saphore @littleprincejeno @1eehyuck @nctchenle
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3rdgymbros · 7 years
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When the Ghosts Get in Your Head
( PROMPT: Can I please have Peter comforting the reader? With forehead touches/kisses SLAY ME. )
A/N: So. I’ve decided to make a Tom Holland/Spiderman fanzine, and if anyone is interested to contribute (and tell me how the heckie to go about doing it ), please PLEASE send me a message and we can work this out!! I actually want to send the fanzine to Tom Holland himself, but I also have no idea how to send it to him so PLEASE SEND HELP. Because I have no idea what I am doing. *sobs*
WARNINGS: Panic attacks/anxiety, so I’ve put it under a read more!
Taglist (permanent): @mainspidey | @x-wing-starwriter | @tomsleftbrow | @tryn25| @tanglefire | @midnight-memorial | @tiny-friggin-human | @tacklemyackles| @fangeekkk | @beamagtuto | @captainaudreystark | @hellosuperewczi
“I – I can’t do this,” Your voice comes out all croaky and weird; your stomach is a hard, twisted knot. “This is my fault. I helped Ultron. Oh, no no no –”
Your legs are shaking. With sorrow. Helplessness. Regret. Pain.
You should never have aided Ultron, should never have bought into his lies.
He’d promised peace.
And what of it?
The people in Sokovia had been happy. Normal. But Ultron had attacked, changing joy to terror in a blink of an eye. Another explosion, closer this time, shakes the earth upon which you stand so much that you lose your balance.
You can hear it; the screams of anguish, the chaos. You’re drowning in all of it: The thoughts, the emotions, the voices. Dorothy’s mother is in the Shady Pines Retirement Home; Dorothy wonders if she’s been evacuated yet. Sheldon can’t find his little sister; he’s scared. Tom’s vacation is not going as planned.
A high pitched ringing scrapes at your ears. Sweat breaks over your brows and palms and trickles down your back. I’m scared, you try to say, but no sound emerges. Your heart speeds up, faster, and faster. Your lungs constrict far more tightly, the burn intensifying. Your hands and feet mutate into blocks of ice.
Dust mushrooms through the air. BOOM!
“(Y/n)?”
Male voice. You recognise it. The Spiderman? Peter. Right. Peter.
Help, you try to say, but again, no sound emerges.
A muffled curse. The sound of metal being thrown onto concrete. Then footsteps racing over.
Still struggling for breath, you focus hard as you can on the only face you can see. Warm eyes the exact colour of milk chocolate, brown hair that sticks up in five directions and eight little freckles across the bridge of his nose. Peter leans forward, until his forehead gently rests against yours.
Everything is brown.
“Breathe,” Peter’s saying gently. “Do it with me, okay?”
And from the sea of chaos, you find that lighthouse guiding you to shore. It’s the one thing keeping you from unravelling completely. You cling to it; cling to that one thread of relative calm and quiet like a lifeline. You don’t mean to peek into his head, but, unbidden, images float into your mind.
He seems like a good person – or someone who strives to do the right thing, anyway. Though his thoughts, for some reason, are as difficult to penetrate as a rain forest. Some people are like that. Some have minds as dry and as arid as a desert, and just as easily navigated. Others have psyches like Peter’s, only accessible with a machete.
There are images of Sokovia, of the ashes and the rubble, but surprisingly, you’re in there, too. There’s the shadowy plane of your face, obscured by the shadows of your hoodie and your hair. You stand perfectly still, uprooting trees and hurling them at Peter, who dodges them all effortlessly. 
There’s one of you in Korea, too, helping Wanda to stop the train. You’re dressed in a pair of shorts, and a white T-shirt. A flannel shirt is tied around your waist, and a pair of duct-taped Converse on your feet. Your hair streams back, away from your face, your mouth agape, eyes shining an unsettling shade of blue. It’s the first glimpse he’s gotten of your face, and even now, you can feel his emotions. There’s a smudge of dirt on the bridge of your nose, and a bloody gash on your collarbone, but all Peter can think is a chorus of beautiful beautiful beautiful, rising up in his mind like the most beautiful song.
Then you at the Avengers Headquarters, huddled in a corner, your arms wrapped around your knees, your face hidden by a tangle of hair. Water had turned your white top totally transparent, leaving your bra (polka-dotted) and all the bones of your spine completely visible. He’s weirdly happy, yet apologetic and embarrassed all at once, for peeking at your intimates when he should be looking away like a gentleman would. He wonders if you’re wearing matching underwear as well, and has to awkwardly shuffle away before anyone notices the hot flush stealing across his cheeks.
And then you now. Your hair pulled back away from your face. Your eyes set wide apart, the smoothness of your skin, and the soft, shell-pink of your lips. It’s the first time Peter’s ever really seen your face, unobscured by your wild, matted tangle of hair, and his emotions spill onto you, a tidal wave. There’s a quiet sense of awe, a much louder voice that’s whooping wordlessly in excitement, and a nervous churning in the pit of his stomach that hasn’t quite managed to settle itself.
You cling to these feelings, strange and unfamiliar, and just breathe in tandem with Peter. And, at last, your heart begins to slow. Your lungs fill. The sweat stops pouring and the chill kisses you goodbye.
You blink back into the real world. Peter’s still whisper-close, so close that you can smell the smoke clinging to his suit, mingling with the faintest scent of cinnamon and vanilla that lingers on his skin. Concern bathes his handsome face.
“So you’ve made mistakes.” Peter says gently, forehead still resting gently against yours. “We all have. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? To try and make up for it?”
“But there’s too much,” You say, voice ragged, your mind briefly flashing back to all the destruction, the mess you’d made. “There’s too much. I’ve done too much.”
There’s something infinitely soft in his gaze as he drinks in your every feature, brown eyes warm and soft. “That’s why we’re the Avengers. That’s why we try to save people. It’s why we’re the good guys.”
Avengers. Being thought of as one – well, being linked to them, anyway – is foreign, after so long of thinking of them as being the enemy. First Hydra. Then Ultron. And now, the Avengers. It’s a change you can live with.
There’s an explosion that buffets every nook and cranny of the little shop the two of you have taken shelter in. A metal hand breaks through wood, inches away from your thigh, and you scream. Peter jerks away from you as though he’s been electrocuted, his hand shooting out a sticky stream of web that sends the robot flying backwards.
“Listen. The city is flying, and there are some killer robots – okay, these robots are pretty cool, of course they are, I mean, Mr Stark designed them and all –” If you aren’t so frazzled, you might laugh at his ability to go off on a tangent. “– But we’re the only ones who can do anything about it. So. You can either sit here and mope, or we can go out there and kick some metal ass.”
You wonder if you should tell him you know that he’s ripped this speech off Mr Hawkeye. You have to bite the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing hysterically. Peter’s trying his best to look serious and grown-up and Avenger-y.
Who are you to spoil his fun?
Warm brown hues darken, take on a serious edge. Peter pulls himself up to his fullest height, and thrusts his shoulders back dramatically. “But the moment you walk out that door, you are an Avenger.”
His speech would have had a better impact if Peter hadn’t practically sprinted out said door before that last sentence had even left his lips, you think dryly. Inspiring speech or no, you choose to mope, leaning back against the crumbling wall, focusing on the breath entering and leaving your lungs so that your mind can’t wander back to destruction and damage and freak out.
But suddenly, you’re scrambling to your feet, your mouth open in a silent scream. You don’t know if it’s because you’ve been inside Peter’s head, but you can taste his panic, sharp and bitter on the tip of your tongue. He’s pinned down, he can’t move, and they’re coming –
Your feet are carrying you towards the door before you’re even aware of having made a conscious decision to move. The door splinters away into nothing at your approach. You keep your head held high, the wind chaffing your cheeks and lashing your hair about.
You’re calm, scarily so as you turn large, determined eyes onto the robots. There’s no nervousness, no panic, no fear. The only thought looping through your mind as the Ultrons disintegrate into nothingness is that you’re an Avenger now, this is your job, and you’ll be damned if you let Peter die while you’re around.
Only when the last Ultron has been ripped apart do you turn to Peter and offer him a hand up. He’s awed, taken aback, his thoughts are pulsing onto you again, and all he’s thinking is beautiful beautiful beautiful, over and over again.
“T-Thanks.” Peter stutters shyly, and your heart actually reindeer prances in your chest.
You answer, a tad shyly, “Anytime.”
Ignoring the warmth rushing to your cheeks, or the heat of his fingers on your wrist, you focus instead on Peter, who’s rambling, telling someone over the comm-link in an excited rush that “(Y/n) destroyed every single robot with her cool mind powers”, but even that makes you smile, unused to hearing the words ‘cool’ and ‘(Y/n)’ in the same sentence.
“We’ve gotta head to the Blue Bridge,” Peter says, still breathless, still holding onto your wrist. “Mr Barton and Ms Maximoff are already there.”
“Okay.”
His hand is still on your wrist, catching you, holding you in place. You’re drowning in that endless sea of brown. Ask her out, he’s thinking. Coffee, a movie, say something, Parker! Don’t make this even more awkward than it already is!
“I don’t like coffee,” You say slowly, carefully, watching his already pale skin blanch even further, and his eyes widen comically with the realisation that his thoughts are on full display for you to hear. “But I have always wanted to visit a ‘mall’. America has those, right?”
“Yeah!” His face lights up, glowing like the sun against his shock of brown hair. “After – After this is over, we could go? Just – Just you and me?”
“I’d like that.” You have to smile at his enthusiasm. Your cheeks smart at the unfamiliar motion. “A lot.”
If you do make it out of Sokovia in one piece, a relationship with Peter is definitely something that you can get used to.
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Sinopsis Drama Korea The Game: Towards Zero
The Game: Towards Zero Menceritakan tentang Kim Tae Pyung (Ok Taecyeon) adalah seorang utusan yang dapat melihat kejadian tepat sebelum kematian seseorang bilamana Dia menatap mata orang itu. Namun satu-satunya yang Ia tak bisa lihat adalah hari kematiannya sendiri.
Kim Tae Pyung pintar, kaya, dan tampan. Meskipun memiliki kemampuan khusus, ia adalah orang yang cerdas. Kasus pembunuhan berantai yang misterius menarik perhatian Kim Tae Pyung. Dia bekerja sama dengan Detektif Seo Joon Young (Lee Yun Hee) untuk menyelesaikan serangkaian kasus pembunuhan.
Details Drama Korea The Game: Towards Zero
Title: 더 게임: 0시를 향하여 / Deo Geim: 0shireul Hyanghayeo Also known as: The Game: Towards Midnight Genre: Drama, fantasy, crime, mystery Episodes: 32 Broadcast network: MBC Broadcast period: 2020-Jan-22 to 2020-Mar-?? Air time: Wednesday & Thursday 20:55 (2 episodes back-to-back) Original Soundtrack: The Game: Towards Zero OST
Production Credits Director: Jang Joon Ho Screenwriter: Lee Ji Hyo (이지효)
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Expert: Not since 1953, when the U.S. and the Soviets exploded thermonuclear bombs, has the world been such a powder keg! Only recently, the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists moved the Doomsday Clock forward 30 seconds. It now registers two minutes to midnight. Verily, it’s lights out when the clock strikes 12:00 midnight. Ka-boom, it’s over! What’s going on? Hitherto, in the aftermath of the Cold War, the clock was set all the way back to 17 minutes to midnight. Thereafter, it wasn’t until 1998, when India and Pakistan staged back-to-back nuclear weapon testing, that the famous timepiece moved forward into single digits once again. It’s important to note that resetting the clock is not a frivolous undertaking. A group of distinguished scientists make that decision. Here’s the rationale for the move closer to the dreaded midnight hour: Upon the election of Trump, the Science and Security Board for the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists reset the Doomsday Clock to 2 ½ minutes to midnight. That was based upon extraordinarily provocative nasty destabilizing verbiage from the president himself. Indeed, he is commander in chief, ahem. Thereafter, following the self-crowning glory of Trump’s inauguration, which was an absolute bust, especially as worldwide protests in the streets vastly outnumbered the inauguration, global risks have measurably increased with leaders Trump and Kim exchanging simplistic infantile barbs at every opportunity. Not only, it’s also a fact that global risks have compounded via U.S.-Russian relations, featuring more conflict than cooperation, as the two Super Powers crank up tensions: (1) continuing NATO military exercises along borders, (2) undermining the Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty, (3) upgrading nuclear arsenals, and (4) eschewing arms-control negotiations. Truly, America is in conflict within all categories that ricochet into holocaust. On a Global basis, tensions have increased over the South China Sea. Pakistan and India continue building larger nuclear weapon arsenals. And, in the Middle East, the U.S. is driving a stake into the heart of the Iranian nuclear deal.  Meanwhile, and increasingly so, cyber threats risk outages of infrastructure power grids and water sources. Exasperating this perilous world scenario, there is the real threat of fundamental breakdown in the international order because of U.S. behavior, torpedoing trustworthiness amongst nations whilst also undermining, and, in fact, ridiculing, a very sober Paris 2015 climate accord.  In point of fact, U. S. leadership has turned deceptive and unreliable to predict or discern between sincerity and mere rhetoric, inter-meshed within goofy twitter messages. Confusion and conflicting policy statements confront allies with despair. Further endangering the world community, it is all too evident that the Trump administration is true grit for neoliberal spirits. In fact, it is speculated that if the Science and Security Board for the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists computed risks of holocaust based upon the tenets behind rampant neoliberal capitalism, the clock would be reset to one minute before midnight. Indeed, especially under Trump, and especially with a big tax cut combined with rejection of any effort whatsoever to tame global warming. The biosphere is at a heighten level of risk under Trump. The case can be made that the planet is at peak risk because of neoliberal socio-politico-economic policies that are equal in weight to the threat of nuclear holocaust. Neoliberal capitalism runs roughshod over the social contract and ignores ecological responsibility. For certain, there is no profit to be found in social contracts or ecological caretaking. As a result, after 35 years of hardcore neoliberalism, the ecosystem is exhausted, frayed, and starting to collapse. Indeed, neoliberal principles of privatization of public assets, rugged individualism, and free-market dicta scrunch every class below the one percent whilst tossing aside ecological concerns into the gutter. Similar to a hefty steamroller, neoliberal ascendency literally flattens the social contract and tosses aside care for the biosphere. The brand spanking new tax cut leveled at propping up corporations and the super rich exposes $1.5T in new governmental debt. Ipso facto, government must be cut to the bone to satisfy Republican dogma. Hence, the middling classes will be screwed, as the poor get decimated. Socially conscious and ecologically beneficial government will be, and is already, ripped apart. The checks and balances that keep the ecosystem humming, like the EPA, are systematically ravaged via executive order whilst giving the finger to the Paris 2015 climate accord. This ongoing massive unraveling of guardianship for the ecosystem is smack dab in the crosshairs of a mean-spirited Ayn Rand-type conspiracy, taking full control over America. Rule via decadence is taking America back to late 19th century socio-politico-economic principles, “when men will be men.” As it happens, Trump is turning loose the most boorish elements of the transnational elite. Meanwhile, the planet simmers with overheating symptoms, and emits an orang-ish glow because of massive chemical saturation, threatening civilization down to its core. The biosphere can ill afford the world’s largest economy rejecting remedial efforts. If the Science and Security Board for the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists gave equal weight to ecosystem debasement as it does nuclear threats, the Atomic Clock would bust a spring. Alas, because of excessive levels of CO2 emitted by humans with resultant global warming, which the Trump group exacerbates, the planet is weak in the knees, especially where people don’t see it, as for example,  (1) The all-important Atlantic ocean conveyor belt circulation pattern, aka: Thermohaline, has already started to slow down way ahead of schedule because of global warming, (2) Oceans have lost 40% of plankton production over the past 50 years, threatening loss of one of the major sources of oxygen for the planet, (3) In 2017, the Gulf of Mexico’s Dead Zone, where oxygen is so weak that fish die, is the largest ever at 8,800 square miles, (4) Kelp Forests in the ocean, the equivalent of terrestrial Rain Forest, are being wiped out from Tasmania to California, (5) Greenland experienced total surface melt for the first time in scientific history, (6) The massive Arctic meltdown threatens runaway global warming (“RGW”) as methane hydrates are exposed, bringing in its wake burn-out agriculture, (7) Irreversible Antarctica ice sheet collapse has commenced. But still, overshadowing all threats to civilization, positive climate feedbacks are starting to influence the global warming process, meaning the planet itself is on autopilot, emitting one molecule of CO2 via hands-free positive feedbacks for every two molecules of CO2 emitted by human activity.1 This one fact alone is reason enough to move the Doomsday Clock much, much, much closer to midnight. Postscript:  “There are growing signs that the Pentagon and the CIA are pressing ahead with preparations for a preemptive war against North Korea, including the use of nuclear weapons. There have been multiple reports in the American corporate media of behind-the-scenes discussions between the US military and intelligence apparatus and the Trump administration of the feasibility of a so-called “bloody nose” attack, involving US air strikes on North Korean nuclear facilities, with the expectation—however ill-founded—that they would not provoke a full-scale war.2 * Scripps Institution of Oceanography. * Alex Lockie, news editor, Business Insider: “US Stealth Bombers in Guam Appear to be Readying for a Tactical Nuclear Strike on North Korea,” Defend Democracy Press, January 28, 2018. http://clubof.info/
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Cebu Trip - Flight from The US to Cebu
Thought I’d start properly using tumblr more to jot down my adventures and/or do reviews of shows and movies I watch. I’m kinda pissed I didn’t do this for my past two disney trips but I hope to rectify that with any future trips I do. I’m splitting my trip to cebu into several posts so that 1) I don’t spam people with 14-15 posts and 2) I don’t give people a really really long ass post to read lol
2-16-17
Slept over my parents’ apartment the previous night so it’s easier for us to go to the airport. On waking up around 5am, took a shower and finalized what I was bringing to the Philippines. We lost the card of the cab service we usually use to go to the airport but managed to find a good cab service and took it to the airport. We barely fit the luggages we had - 6 in total - and ended up having to put two of them in the front seat but we made it work.
We had checked in online the day before so we went to the mobile/web check-in line and just had to give in our check in luggage, four in total. We then went through the security checkpoint and right afterwards I realized I forgot my headphones back in my parents’ apartment (RIP). So I coughed up the money to buy new headphones from a stand at the airport, which was a little more expensive than normal (for obvious reasons) but hey I get rewards points so it’s w/e.
After getting my headphones and using the bathroom my mom and I went to the korean airlines lounge since we had a discount, or it was free. I forget which one it was XD Regardless, it was pretty nice there. They had free sandwiches and drinks so I decided to initiate the pigging out of my vacation with those. I think I ended up eating like three sandwiches, two sodas, and a cup of instant ramen noodles, as well as a few bags of sun chips. I then brought out my laptop and did some last minute wow stuff, then packed my laptop up and just sat there watching some SAO clips until we had to go board the plane.
The first flight we took would be to korea, taking an Airbus A380 airplane. We managed to board early since my Mom is a priority member and we had an aisle seat and a middle seat in the middle section of the plane. They gave us these thin slippers so I removed my shoes and slipped them on (see what I did there = 3 =). Take off was pretty smooth and soon enough we were on our way. On a 14 hour flight x.x It wasn’t too bad because I ended up sleeping through most of it but for when I was awake I managed to watch Suicide Squad and Snowden, which I may do reviews for after recalling my entire trip to the Philippines. The food is your typical airplane food. I know for one meal they had this special “Korean” dish that involved a soup which was different than the standard stuff but I didn’t get it in fear of spilling it over my clothes XD
2-17-17
When we got to Korea, it was late afternoon. We had to go through another security checkpoint before being let into the airport. I was in awe as we were in the terminal at all the shops and food stands, some of which I knew, others that weren’t in the states. I took my mom to the gate of our next flight and then went looking around for food while she stayed behind to watch our carry on luggage. I saw a stand that was selling hot dogs covered in deep fried potatoes so I obviously got that and also got a mountain dew, which tastes different than in the states. I think it’s because it’s using real sugar since the sugar substitute they use in the states is banned in Korea and the rest of the world I think? I also got a kimbap roll from a local franchise... I think XD Figured I’d get something Korean from Korea, right?
After getting food and bringing my Mom a coke zero we waited around for our next flight. There were outlets scattered throughout the waiting area so I plugged in my laptop and did some dailies on some of my WoW characters. I told myself I’d only do dailies on my warrior and mage since they were easy and quick to do on those characters, and I figured if I did some now I wouldn’t have to do as much when I got to the Philippines. I know it’s vacation but I didn’t want to be left behind (and I had a record to keep on my warrior. Didn’t miss a single emissary on her so far).
When it came time to board our flight, which was a smaller airbus plane from Korea Airlines (don’t remember the model number) we again boarded early thanks to my mom being part of sky team. This time we got an aisle seat and a window seat since the format was 2-3/4-2 instead of 3-4-3 like our previous flight (I forgot how many were in the middle) with my mom sitting in the window seat since she got the aisle seat for the last flight. Don’t think I managed to watch anything for this flight as I was tired AF so I think I just slept for most of the flight. They served us a meal during the flight but again, your typical airplane food.
This flight was a lot shorter than the first one, only being around 3 or 4 hours. When we arrived at Mactan International Airport we went through immigration fairly quick because they let my mom and I on the Filipino citizen line since my mom was formerly a citizen of the Philippines. We didn’t even need to show proof! Got through immigration and customs with no issue and got our bags. We waited outside for a bit for my cousins to come pick us up, and while we did I took in my surroundings. The air definitely smelled different. Not only from the states, but also from the last time I was in the Philippines. It definitely smelled fresher than before, but the smell of the canals was still there, just not as strong. It was warm, but not overbearingly hot and humid like I last remember, provided we arrived around midnight.
My cousin, Carl, who picked us up brought her pickup truck since we were bringing like six luggages. Her husband, Raymon and brother, Patrick, accompanied her and it was nice to see them after not seeing them for almost six or seven years I think. Raymon was a new face since Carl got married since the last time I had seen them and he was pretty cool. Before dropping us off at our Lola’s house, we stopped by a restaurant in Cebu’s IT park that sold Filipino food. They figured we’d want a taste of Filipino food first since we were actually in the Philippines. I’m not going to be able to recall everything we got, but from what I can there was Pancit Canton (I think), Lumpia Shanghai, and... that’s all I can remember > . < But there was definitely more since we also wanted to bring some food back for the people at my Lola’s house.
When we got to my Lola’s neighborhood, I remember a few things looking different. My Tita Gemma gave up her restaurant that was downstairs from my Lola’s house and in it’s place were an eyeglass shop run by my Tito Allen and another local restaurant that’ll show up in the next blog post. The open space to the left of the door to my Lola’s House was replaced with a shop offering Korean food (I think), but the door looked the same at least. We had Patrick open the door and we brought the luggage upstairs to the living room.
Once I was upstairs, I greeted my Lola, who was the main reason why I went to the Philippines in the first place. It was good seeing her after not seeing her for many years. She had some plates brought out and we all ate the food that we bought. I was then told that I would be sleeping in the room my Dad stayed in previously (he was in Manila at the time and would be back in Cebu the following day). I remember that room being my cousin Grace’s room but she moved out and they did some remodeling and added an AC, which made the room super cold. I tried going to sleep but because I was jetlag it was a little hard. It also didn’t help that I was freezing cold because there was no cover and I didn’t want to wake up anyone to ask for one. But I guess that’s better than sweating my ass off while sleeping XD
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Trip to South Korea
Day 1 (Incheon, Gyeonggi and Gangwon):
      I’ve been planning this holiday since high school (but i know its really impossible for me). I love Korea (the culture, language, dramas, movie, variety show, actor and actress, not kpop) since i was a student in high school. In the first place, one of my friend introduce Running Man to me. Running Man is one of the famous variety show in Korea which began in 2010, and i started to watch and like Running Man in 2011. So, i began to know Korea from my friend through Running Man. Okay i think its enough to introduce all of you about how can i be a big fans of Korea, rite? Then, we can move on to the story about my trip to South Korea. Yeeeey!
     It began when someday (i think on July, 2016) my mother came to my room, and said “why dont you go to some place in this holiday, my dear?”and i just answered “i dont have friends that i can go with”. But my mother still in my room like for few minutes. So, i asked “why you ask?”and shockingly, my mother answered “you can go to Singapore or Malaysia with your homie friends”. At that time, i thought my mother is just playing with me, but at the same time, i really worried about her. When my mother, finally went out from my room, honestly, i asked some friends about my mother gave me a chance to go to Singapore or Malaysia (oh, for your information, i never went abroad before even to Singapore or Malaysia). Because of that, what my mother offered is a worrisome thing for me. After that, i dare myself to asked my mother about can i go to South Korea, instead to Singapore or Malaysia? And guess what my mother said, she said OK. So, i thought that my dreams since high school turns to became a very big possibility for me.
     On August 16, 2016, finally, i went to South Korea with a friend, her name is Shavira. Our flight at midnight with Korean Air. Oh, and i used a travel agent located in West Jakarta. My mother and my friend’s mother accompanied us to the airport. It took six hours from Jakarta, Indonesia to Incheon, South Korea. My activity when on the plane was watching She was Pretty on the plane’s television (which, i had been watching She was Pretty like a thousand time and i dont like the other recommendation on that television), and turbo’s song, Again (in korea “dasi”) accompany my trip too. One of the good thing happened when me and my friend on the plane was we met a handsome steward from Korea, or should i say, really handsome (and im fully of regret because couldn’t take a photo with him). Along on the plane, me and my friend always stared at him and i always thought like “why he didn’t become an actor, instead a steward?” my friend always bothered me if that steward walked toward us. She became insane. But im not making this up, that steward is really charming and attractive, like Song Jong Ki or Rain (i use name of popular korean actor that easyly heard as example) they are nothing compared to the handsome steward. And im gonna miss him so much, until now (kekekek).
     After 6 hours in the air, i arrived at Incheon Airport. What i was remember when the plane still looking for the best spot to park, i used that time to saw everthing around the plane tracks. I also had steal time only to be silent and thought about all of the wonder that i felt at that moment. I felt peaceful and glad to be here.
     When at Incheon Airport, my tour guide gave some briefing session to me and the other participant. But, i was too busy looking for an wifi connection (i didn’t sign up with some internet quota, because its really expensive and i thought that in Korea, especially, in South Korea, internet connections is too good). And i was RIGHT. When i had just arrived at the airport, my cellphone was already connected with airport’s wifi without any password needed. After briefing session, we straight to the immigration gate. When it was my turn to face-to-face with the immigration officer, honestly i felt scared. The officer looked at me sharply and yes it was make me scared. She looked clearly to compares between my passport photo and my face. And she didn’t smile at all. After, immigration stuff done, i was taking time to change my clothes and straight to parking lot and rode on one of the bus which had been waited for us.
     At the bus, the tour guide from Indonesia introduce the other tour guide from South Korea, his name is Ahong. He can speak Indonesia very well. First impression of both of my tour guide is they are really funny and friendly person. They always made all of participant became one. Oh, and i really like all of the participant, and now, i miss them so much. Why? Because it was really weird, when you had just met new people or can i say stranger? You instantly feel so close to them. (i’ll tell about them slowly, step by step later).
     During the process of introducing, i was hungry. Fortunately, before i went to the parking lot, both of my tour guide gave me some time to buy some snacks. I was looking for supermarket at the airport and bought 2 onigiri with chicken and fish flavor (because i don’t eat pork and there were many onigiri with pork flavor). So, i pulled out my onigiri from my bag when both of my tour guide was busy with their introducing session. At that time, i was really confused about how to open this food?! It was so complex package. I started to remember one of the korean drama which i’ve been watched, Cheese in the Trap. In that drama, female lead role teach male lead role about how to open onigiri, but i was completely forgot and that time i really need to remember about that scene, argh stupid. Because of that starving made me like going to die, i just ripped carelessly the damn package of onigiri and the result was the rice from onigiri spread all over my pants.
      My first destination was Petite France. Located at Gyeonggi Province, South Korea. During the trip, i was just amazed by street view along Incheon. Incheon is quiet town and very, very, very clean town. At the same time, Ahong as my korean tour guide was teaching me and the other participant about some or simple korean language and money. Like, how speak thank you in korea (kamsahamnida), how ask about more food in korea (kimchi, juseyo), how we say love in korea (saranghaeyo) and others. After that, Ahong was told us the story about people in korea money. He let us know about why 50.000 won (which is the most big denomination in korea money and equals Rp. 500.000) has pictures a heroine, instead male hero. He said that because the president of South Korea at that time was female, Park Geun Hye. So, i became to know that the 50.000 won was recently released.
     When arrived at Petite France, the weather was so hot (fyi, i went to South Korea when summer). Even when i was stepping out of the bus, the sun was really freakin me out. My eyes was sick even when i was just look at the streets, my skin felt burned inside and my sweat spilled everywhere. Its the best thing if i could just stayed at the bus, i wished. Fortunately, torture from the heat of Gyeonggi was worthy accepted. I should be grateful that i could came to Petite France, which is the shooting place one of the most korean drama, The Man who came from the Star. Petite France is full of house with french style. I walked up tired looking for the best spot for taking a photo. At the same time, i got new friends from the same travel agent, Irma and Yulia. We took turns to taking photos and i felt comfortable talking and chatting with them (and i was always with them when in Korea). I managed to take a photo with the statue of Kim So Hyun (male lead role from The Man who came from the Star) and Song Jong Ki (just popular korean actor and one of the best friend of Lee Kwang Soo = my love ^^). I was grateful eventhough it was just statue, because i took that photos in Korea, LOL.
     I should wear my sunglasses, always, when i was at Petite France. I dont know why, but Petite France is the hottest place of all the other place i visited in South, Korea. When i felt i already have a lot of photos and sighseeing, my tour guide told that we should proceed the journey to the next destination, Nami Island.
     When i arrived at the parking lot of Nami Island, me and the other participants decided to get some meal at a restaurant that near from the parking lot. I should say that when i went in to that restaurant i smelt something awful, like smell of dog, maybe? Because of that, i became less interested to eat, of course. But i was really love the place, it was like the restaurant that i often see in Korean Dramas. Like we, as customer should roast own flesh and the smoke will disappear through smoke filter right above the roaster. Menus of that day was meat, kimchi (as always), and seaweed soup. Mostly, the seaweed soup in Korea just serve when someone’s birthday (saengil), in Indonesia like ‘opor’ is the most important food to serve when day of Eid.
     Because of so much happiness, i couldn’t stop smile at that time. I was still thinking about how can i be in this place, i mean, South Korea. And now, i could eat like korean people, put some meat on lettuce leaves, then add some chili sauce and devour all. So the taste would be amazing. I also was staring towards the other participants to see how they would react, is it the same with me, or its just me? I was kinda full because all of meat i’ve been swallowed. I thought i was being greedy because i never felt soft meat like that. I was not worried if i became fat. I was happy.
     After meals, i went earlier than the other participants to the parking lot because my stomache was sick, and it was not because foods i’ve eaten, it was because my menstruation. I took my herbal medicine on the bus while looked for wifi connection, because wifi connection isn’t available at the restaurant. After a long wait (in a awkward situation with bus driver), the other participants finally came and we straight to the boat that would take us cross over to Nami Island. Me and my friend decided to take place the outside of the boat, so we could see the view of Nami Island from afar. When many people prefer to stayed inside the boat and cool their bodies, because honestly i felt burned, really burned inside my bodies when i was at the outside of the boat. Probably only about 5 minutes, we already arrived at Nami Island.
     Nami island is an island that represents the four seasons in Korea. But, more famous because it was shooting place of the number one Korean Drama that made South Korea became famous in the eyes of the world (or i should say, big influence of korean style wave), the drama is Winter Sonata. The statue of lead role (Bae Yong Joon and Choi Ji Woo) is the most interesting spot at Nami Island. We were given a time of one hour to round the Nami Island by our tour guide. I saw many korean wearing short pants, and i was really envy with them. It was like i really want to take off my veil and throw it away, i felt burned inside. I felt dilemma at that time because the sun was forcing me to keep wearing sunglasses, while on the other side, i really want to see the view without sunglasses, but my eyes would get burned instead.
     That place was filled with young couples and they were so cute. Certainly, Nami Island is a right place for couples, because the place is so romantic. Until now, im still hope that i can come to that place again someday with people i love.
     We should walked a bit far from the gate of Nami until the statue of Bae Yong Joon and Choi Ji Woo. All of the spot in Nami Island was too good to taking photos. First, i decided to take photos in a famous spot where many trees lined so straight. I love walking in Nami Island, because the place covered in sand, instead of asphalt. I spoil my eyes with a calm feeling by saw all of the beautiful things in that island. Inside mind, I smiled and thankful.
     After a long walk and tired enough, finally me and my friend arrived at the famous statue. But we should queuing with other visitors if we want to take photos. Honestly, i never could finish watching Winter Sonata. Because in my opinion, the drama was too melow and just full of sadness and i personally prefer quiet and cheerful drama than melow and sad one.
     After success took a lot of photos with Bae Yong Joon (the male lead role of Winter Sonata), me and my friend get some rest on one of the benches near the creepy statue (like monster who give her son milk from the big breast). My leg got really hurt at that time, i thought it was because of my shoes which i used a heavy leather shoes. I used this break to chill my head also my bodies by stared into the sky and heard the melodious sound of the birds.
     I felt reborn after take a break at that time. Then, me and my friend decided to buy ice cream because my throat could feels the heat from Nami Island. After found the place that sells ice cream near a playground at the center of Island, i ran, like, because too scared that ice cream will be gone. But i was upset, because the price wasn’t in accordance with the size of the ice cream. It was 2.000 won (equals Rp.22.000) but the size like cone ice cream at McDonald that just cost almost Rp.6.000. Beside that, the taste was horrible. And yeah, i wasted my money for the useless thing, Urgh. Fortunately, the ice cream melt by itself because of the heat, so i don’t need to think hard about how and where i need to throw away this thing around the place as clean as this place?
     A few moments later, me and my friend already back at the gate of Nami Island with some participants and our tour guide. We waited another participants for a boat ride together before the night comes.
    After walking for a long time in Island, i let my legs to get some rest at the bus, and my eyes slowly closed. I woke up right when we all arrived at the restaurant for dinner. The scene in front of the restaurant was very quiet and the sky was purple at that moment eventhough it was already 7 p.m (because summer, bright sky in Korea is longer than nights). Only a few cars passed on the road in front of the restaurant that i can say the road was quite large. And the cars passed by quickly.
     That night menu was bulgogi. The restaurant is lovely. We sat on the floor facing the short table and eat togethet as a family. Personally, i don’t really like bulgogi, but it doesn’t mean i would resist if i was given that food. The kimchi in this place was not good, i don’t like the taste, it was like food that has been long in the refrigerator. I could express a disgusted face when tried that kimchi. But i gave five starts to the bulgogi with soft japchae (angel hair in Korea).
     After dinner session, some of participants bought some souvenirs from the restaurant. At that time, me, Shavira, Irma and Yulia went out from the restaurant and enjoyed the view of quiet streets in front of that place before we end the journey to the hotel. I should say the atmosphere at that moment was really made me calm and don’t want to go home.
     When headed to the hotel, the bus was full with joke and chitchat among other participants and our lovely and humorous tour guide. We arrived at the hotel at almost 10 p.m. After distribution the room keys, me and my companion (Shavira, Irma and Yulia as always) decided to went to the supermarket before sleep. We just hang around by looked for our daily needs, like toothpaste, ramyoen, onigiri, milk, bread, towel, soap etc. After spent enough money, we headed to the hotel and filled the streets with laughing and casual chat.
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