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essektheylyss · 3 months
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Okay but can we talk about the sound mix going from the cold open to Kozma's ship, because holy FUCK, XEN
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starlitmark · 2 months
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😮 Ateez 2 from your attic. Been loving all your wips by the way 😍😍
EEEEE thank you for enjoying the wips 🥹 this is another that............ is very self indulgent............... and I may or may not return to later on
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Summary: You got stranded outside the venue of the concert. You had no way to get back to your hotel. Then, someone unexpectedly offered a helping hand. Pairing: Yunho x fem!reader Trope: idol au, idol-fan relations Genre: fluff, smut Rating: 18+ Warnings: language, joke about an NDA, flirty Mingi Prospective Smut Warnings: fingering (fem receive), protected sex Word Count at abandonment: 1,229 Note: I was originally writing this cause of the concert (last year), but here we are doing it for this and seeing him at barricade for KBS live. Note 2: @sanjoongie sadly............ this one is one of the ones collecting dust
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You had nowhere to go. The concert had ended nearly two hours ago, and still, there was not a single ride-share available. You checked every possible app that exists, and nothing. It was cold and still slightly damp due to the rain earlier. Plopping down on the steps of the arena, you let out a sigh, not sure what else to do. You were cold, and the outfit you chose was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable. Even though you did your best to dress comfortably while still looking nice, you hadn’t planned to be stranded outside afterward. Unlocking your phone, you recheck your rideshare apps. Nothing. Not a single driver in the area. You hear someone nearby open a door. You don’t pay it any mind. It was probably one of the venue staff cleaning around the building. People left trash everywhere from waiting in line all day despite the rain. 
“Are you okay?”
“Hmm?” You turn to face whoever it is.
You think you must be hallucinating or something. There was no way Jeong Yunho was standing right behind you. You shake your head in hopes that it will clear things up somehow. Somehow, he’s still standing right there when you look again.
“Are you okay?” He asks again.
You shrug, “I can’t find a ride back to my hotel. I’ll be okay, though.” You force a smile.
“The concert ended a while ago; you’ve been sitting out here the whole time?” “I- it’s not a big deal.”
You hear Yunho sigh, followed by a little bit of shuffling. At first, you assume that he left. Then, his larger frame is sitting beside you on the cold wet pavement. He doesn’t say anything at first. You sit there side by side in silence.
“You could catch a cold sitting out here. You don’t even have a jacket with you.” He finally speaks.
You chuckle humorlessly, “I didn’t expect the rain or to be stuck here.” You try to downplay the situation, “I’m sure someone will come around.”
He looks like he’s contemplating something for a minute. You watch him, still baffled that you’re sitting here and talking to him.
“Do you want to stay in my hotel with me until you can find a way to yours?”
You laugh lightly, “You’re really trying to get me into an NDA agreement, aren’t you.” You tease.
He chuckles, “That’s not my intention at all.” he insists, “I just don’t want you sitting out here in the cold all night.”
You feel your chest swell with warmth and nod silently. You quietly tell him your name, and he smiles at you. If someone had told you earlier in the day that you would get stranded and hang out with Yunho, you would probably have laughed at the person telling you or made a joke out of it. He offers a hand out to you. You just look at it briefly before processing what he was doing. Taking his hand, you let him take you back into the building. The warmth of the building slowly melts your frozen bones. Neither of you speaks as you walk through the nearly empty building. It’s not an uncomfortable silence. It’s anything but uncomfortable. Instead, you focus on how his hand feels in yours. It feels nice, very surreal, but very nice. His larger hand nearly encapsulates yours entirely. You’ve always known he’s a large person and has large hands, but to see it at the moment feels unreal. He stops in front of the door and lets go of your hand.
“Stay here for a minute. I need to explain the situation to my manager and the guys.” He smiles gently, “I won’t take too long, okay?”
“Okay.” You return the sentiment.
You sway back and forth in your place while you wait outside the door. You can vaguely hear a few people talking on the other side. You can easily pick out Yunho and Hongjoong’s voices, but you don’t know the third. You can only assume it’s their manager. Before you can contemplate too deeply, the door pops open. Yunho pokes his head out and smiles at you again. 
“You can come in. We’ll be leaving pretty soon.”
The moment you step into the room, your eyes fall on Yeosang. He was in the process of removing his makeup, completely unbothered at your entrance. As your eyes move around the room, you notice that not many of them seem to pay you any mind at all. Honestly, it’s probably better that way. They’re exhausted and have things they need to get done. You feel a hand slowly, softly wrap around your shoulder. In the process, a lock of hair falls from your shoulder down along your back. You look at the hand and then to the other side of you, where Yunho is standing. He’s looking at you with a gentle, sweet look. He squeezes your shoulder lightly and raises his other hand.
“When we leave, wear this.” He gestures towards the hoodie in his hand, “I don’t want anyone getting crazy ideas or potentially hurting you. It’s my personal one, but I’ll just wear the ones that we have for the stages.”
“Are you sure cause-”
“It’s fine, I promise.”
He leaves the hoodie in your hands and walks away. You think there couldn’t be anything else that could get crazier about tonight. You’re proven wrong again when their manager approaches you. He’s clearly frazzled but tries not to show it.
“Do I need to get paperwork ready? Yunho told me not to worry about it. I want to double-check, though.”
You feel heat rush to your face, “Um, yeah, no paperwork needed. Yunho just offered to let me come since I can’t find a way back to my own hotel.” You explain.
Without another word, his manager walks away and starts organizing what you assume are the boys’ personal belongings. Up until that moment, you don’t process how awkward you must look standing in the room holding a hoodie but not speaking a single word to anyone. You’re just standing there and observing. You can feel a pair of eyes on you, and for a few moments, you try to brush it off, but you find yourself turning around to find Mingi’s eyes fixated on you. His hair is pushed back out of his face, and he’s in comfortable, casual attire. His shirt, as always, has the first few buttons undone, which sends your mind reeling in places it probably shouldn’t be when you’re less than 20 feet from him. The look he’s giving you is hard to decipher. You can’t tell if he’s checking you out or trying to figure you out. When you properly make eye contact, he takes it upon himself to walk over to you.
“You’re who Yun chose for the night?” He asks.
“I-it’s not- no, um,” You start to explain.
“Leave her alone, Mingi. She’s just coming to the hotel for a bit until she can get a ride to hers. I didn’t want her sitting out alone in the rain.” Yunho interjects.
Mingi chuckles, “We’re doing the knight in shining armor shtick today?”
“Mingi, it’s not like that.” He says firmly.
Mingi hums, “M’kay, if you want some extra fun I’m in the room next door.” He supplies with a wink and a slight smirk.
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peonyblossom · 1 year
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whyyyyyy is there no fanfiction about marco from hot couture 🥺🥺🥺
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benkyoutobentou · 2 years
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22/30 Days of Productivity
October 22:
I wasn’t feeling too great today, so most of my time was spent reading Babel. And then at like nine o’clock I realized that I hadn’t done laundry so I had to do that... And dishes so that I can eat next week...
When I finally got my things together to study Mandarin, I got a notification that there was a movie streaming on the lovely minimmersion discord server, so of course my study snacks turned into movie snacks and we watched ノロイ. I’m glad I made it to the movie, because it was fantastic! I don’t typically like found footage horror, but I have to say that this was one of the most well done horror movies I’ve seen. We watched with English subtitles so that people studying other languages could join in, and I’m glad we did, because it moved pretty fast and there was some tough vocabulary in there that I absolutely wouldn’t have understood (endoplasmic worms).
But I did get some studying in today! I took some time while my clothes were in the laundry to start the next lesson in my textbook. I can already feel a slight shift in the language used, especially in that it’s moving away from one-to-one translations between Mandarin and English. I only did the first half of the lesson (which is a lot more copying than actual textbook problems) so I’m intrigued to see how the second half of the lesson continues this shift.
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butchfalin · 6 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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just-spacetrash · 3 months
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the 'what if you played it a little risky' post literally Changed my life but i cant fujkign find it in my blog because its. a tiktok screenshot
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stemmmm · 1 month
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never forgive trigger for what they cut
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 8 days
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Expertise can't help you here.
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dendrochronologies · 3 months
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maya angelou saying the funniest thing anyone has ever said about editing, which i can never let myself forget EVER AGAIN [x]
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ursulaklegay · 7 months
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its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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alocalfrog · 4 days
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Can you imagine suing Boeing and coming home to find Boeing's faulty plane parts washed up in your backyard?
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inkskinned · 4 months
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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stealthrockdamage · 6 months
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need to post my favourite tweet in the entire world
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julnites · 4 months
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Red riding hood comic collab with the wonderful @yeehawpim (go check out their blog for loads of great comics!) 🌷 See the layouts he did here!
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