#gong yoo scenarios

[chicken-fifi]

Love of a Lifetime | Gong Yoo Imagine

Pairing: Gong Jicheol x Actress!Reader

Requested by anon: Hi!! It would be great if you could write an imagine on Gong yoo with the reader also being some famous of a similar age. Love your work!!!

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 755 words

A/n: this is actually the very first gong yoo request for a normal post! i'm so excited for this one!

Tunes: i started watching spy x family! it's so funny!

“You know,” you began chuckling as Jicheol kissed the back of your neck as he helped you put in a necklace. “For being a private person, you sure do like to be risky.”

Jicheol laughed as he allowed his hands to linger against your exposed skin. Currently the two of you were in the back of a car on the way to an awards show, where you were both presenting an award. What award? Best couple award. Quite ironic to be the one presenting the award after having won it years ago, mere weeks prior to your first date. However it wouldn’t be the first time the two of you were presenting the award.

“Excuse me for enjoying seeing you all dressed up,” he teased, adjusting the strap of your dress. “We rarely get dressed up like this.”

You chuckled, “Can’t exactly do that when we’re busy being parents.”

Jicheol mirrored your chuckle. You were very right about that. “We should hurry though before we’re late. I can already imagine the teasing Dongwook will end up giving me if we’re late.”

Running your hands down your dress, you reached out and adjusted Jicheol’s bowtie, your pointer finger pushing at his hair carefully.

“Let’s go do this!”

~~~

The flashing of the cameras was blinding as you took your lover’s extended hand as you got out of the vehicle. It was something you would never truly get used to no matter how many years you were in the industry for. Spotting a fellow actor, you waved and smiled as you and Jicheol headed in their direction for a brief conversation before being directed down the carpet together. You both stopped every few meters posing for a few pictures before being ushered on into the venue.

Once inside, you were both once again whisked away to an area where all of the presenters were, getting a brief rundown of what your guys would be doing and when. Soon thereafter, you were led to your seats, beginning to chat with a few of the actors around you, particularly the new faces for you. The awards ceremony began before long, filled with much warmness and happiness for each and every single of the nominees and winners of the night. At some point you and Jicheol slipped away ready to present. You had expected to be introduced in quite a funny manner, especially knowing who the hosts were and the long friendship both you and lover had with them. 

But you weren’t expecting to feel as old as you did the moment you two were introduced as the poster couple of the award. Was that really what you had looked like in your early 20s? Dear lord!

Standing in front of the microphone, you felt a bit shy, laughing as you looked at Jicheol to start the small introduction you’d been prompted to say. He too however burst out laughing, the audience of actors and actresses alike joining in.

“It’s an honor once again to be presenting this award,” you laughed out. “And considering our faces are now engraved into the plague, I hope it’s an honor to receive it as well.”

More laughs.

“We had no idea this was something the board was doing, but we are grateful for the small tribute. Now onto the nominees in this category.”

Once all of the nominees had been named, the two of you opened the card to reveal the final winner, calling out the names proudly and watching as the actor couple rose from their seats in shock and made their way to the stage. Congratulating them, you both stepped out of the way as quickly as you could waiting to walk off the stage with them.

“...It goes without saying that finding a good match on set is a miracle of its own. And to be able to connect with someone and make the acting look believable is truly unimaginable. The entire time we were acting I could only hope that our feelings we displayed in our roles could replicate that of the couple that had inspired me to take this role in hopes of being able to find a love of a lifetime.”

You couldn’t help but look at Jicheol, smiling as you grabbed his hand and squeezed it. With both actors done with their speeches the four of you began making your way off the stage, eyeing the camera that had been on the two of you the entire time. Things were sure to be interesting in the morning.

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[oraclekleo]

Gong Ji Chul (Korean Actor) Relationship Role Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

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If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Relationship Role

Questions:

Friend

Boyfriend

Lover

Husband

One-Night-Stand

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Gong Ji Chul

Stage Name: Gong Yoo

Group: Korean Actor

DOB: 10.07.1979

Sun Sign: Cancer

Chinese Sign: Earth Sheep

Life Path Number: 7

Masterpost: Solo Artists

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Gong Ji Chul

Gong Yoo (Korean Actor)

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Relationship Role

Friend - XIV Temperance, 7 of Pentacles

Yoo is a well-balanced and loyal friend to have. He’s not exactly the type to have 100 of friends, his close circle is small and focused more on quality than quantity. He’s both lighthearted and positive and diligent and can be serious when the situation calls for it. He’s not likely to argue about pesky things with his friends, he’s above that. His close friends mean a lot to him but he’s also capable of making decisions on his own. There are limits to how much Yoo can be influenced by other people.

Boyfriend - 2 of Wands, 5 of Wands

Yoo might slightly struggle when it comes to dating. Maybe the boyfriend/girlfriend concept feels a bit childish to him. He prefers his relationships to be on a serious note right from the start, to have perspective and potential. He expects his partner to be a strong individual and have their opinions. He’s not really into people who will instantly agree with him only to avoid conflict. Yoo is an artist and a grown up man, he believes that mutual understanding can be born from conflict and different opinions.

Lover - 3 of Wands, XX Judgement

As mentioned before, Yoo takes his relationships seriously. He’s a devoted and faithful lover but if he starts to get bored in a relationship, he will wander away. His lover should make sure he feels interested. To make it even harder, Yoo might become bored if the relationship is only physically satisfying but the discussions feel dull. He’s quite a wholesome man and will expect a sensible person by his side, someone who can ignite his passion but also discuss everyday life matters or deep topics with him.

Husband - 10 of Cups, Knight of Wands

Yoo would make a fantastic husband and father but the thing is he would need a specific type of spouse to live with. He’s caring and kind hearted but sometimes he craves freedom and mundane activities like chores could drive him crazy. It’s not like he doesn’t want to do them, only he might need some sort of variety and system of taking turns. Also if he has children, he might truly need to sometimes go for a vacation with his spouse only, leaving the kids in care of their grandparents or aunts or someone like that.

One-Night-Stand - XVII The Star, II The High Priestess

Yoo is not strongly against one-night-stands, only he’s got this respect towards people so he’s gonna be willing to go for a short-term love affair only if he has an absolute certainty that the other person is on the same page with him and won’t suffer any disillusion or heartbreak. The terms and conditions have to be perfectly clear for both Yoo and his random lover.

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[web-novel-recs]

Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Thoughts, Chapters 101-150

Likes

“–She isn’t the person I remember. I knew it. Still, I wanted to believe for a moment that the woman in my memories was still alive. I wanted to be with her again.”  - Yoo Joonghyuk about Lee Seolhwa, Chapter 82

(1)

The establishment of Yoo Joonghyuk’s belief in his companions (41st regression Shin Yoosung) and difficulty ignoring the past rounds. Yoo Joonghyuk feels tired as a character, and I think questioning whether he will actually improve if he regresses enough connects with going through the motions and giving up too soon. 

It’s also shown how quickly he trusts those he shouldn’t - Lee Seolhwa and Disaster Shin Yoosung - due to his past regressions. He isn’t seeing things as they are now, which almost killed him, and regression isn’t always useful. 

(2)

The way ORV has set up the invasion of privacy - selling one’s story like how Lee Sookyung sold her/Kim Dokja’s story - as almost an act of violence or a betrayal. I think it was a brilliant decision to reveal this part right before the Peace Land arc, especially how we see the desperation of the constellation from a small planet as not only desperation but being rebuked by Kim Dokja for the monetization of people’s lives, if only for 10 coins. It also ties in to how Asuka Ren’s story was used as an act of violence itself, going directly against her own ideas of Peace Land. 

(3)

Speaking of…The Peace Land arc!!! Kyrgios Rodgaim is a fascinating character that I want to study under a microscope, but ORV managed to really show how ordinary people & victims become the victimizers. A lot of drama revolving around “having to make a hard decision” usually involves someone important to the person making the decision, but the people of Peace Land are complete strangers! They’re literally small and insignificant, and it would be pitifully easy to defeat them. The constellation from a small planet themself can only donate a measly 10 coins compared to the 200,000 coin compensation for [Main Scenario #6 - Abandoned World]. They have no emotional connection to the main characters. There isn’t a character or plotline highlighted to show their humanity: it’s just immediately assumed. 

It would be so easy for a lesser story to show the main character’s brutality or self-righteousness when they first appear, but Kim Dokja’s narration focuses on the people of Peace Land themselves. Chapter 121 focuses on the lives of the people of Peace Land and the brutality of the Japanese incarnations almost equally, and we see how a small person managing to inflict the smallest wound on one of the Japanese incarnations brings hope, only to be crushed by the dokkaebi Ganul almost immediately. And it’s not just Ganul being a villain - the constellations themselves are enjoying and encouraging the bloodshed. Ganul is simply giving them a story they want, similarly to how Paul forcibly turned the 41st regression Shin Yoosung “evil” to continue the scenario.

(4)

I do appreciate the instant willingness to kill a colonizer, btw. Zero justification needed; it very much felt like a “while we’re on the way to kill the snake” type thing, and I think we need more of that. I don’t even agree with punitive justice, but some stories are way to comfortable focusing on oppressors over the oppressed, and I respect ORV for not fucking with that

(5)

Han Sooyoung practically getting stereotypically isekaied to Peace Land via getting hit by a bus & Gong Pildu falling into a river. Convenient? Yes, probably. Funny? Most definitely.

(6)

Kim Dokja genuinely apologizing to Gong Pildu. It’s a small thing, but I’m personally just not a fan of stories that almost seem to justify treating certain people like shit just because they’re ALSO terrible people (which. I mean. ORV isn’t free of this sin so far, but it isn’t as bad as other similar action/genre stories I’ve read 💀 & I think it actually feeds into Kim Dokja’s characterization) 

(7)

The way the Salvation Church preached itself as “freedom from the scenarios” via the same ideas of power & “salvation” as the scenarios/constellations (stories & living in the “now”). 

(8)

Aughhh…. The way Kim Dokja being the strongest incarnation isn’t even a consideration for the rest of the cast despite being the truth… him going to Han Sooyoung of all people to kill him…

Neutral

Nirvana in general was a pretty interesting character that I want to know more about, especially with the way they were compared with Kim Dokja. I think so far the swallowing of Nirvana, albeit abrupt, makes sense narratively with Kim Dokja’s own suicidal self-loathing regarding himself, but I do want to see more of Nirvana as a symbol of Kim  Dokja’s own desire to live within his desire to die. Getting real sick of Kim Dokja killing off people who remind him of himself- I’m trying to learn about you, boy /joking

Dislikes

Rebirthing the 41st regression Shin Yoosung as a dokkaebi. 

I know others have brought it up, but I hated the way Jung Heewon being forced to relive her trauma was framed almost solely as a method of “awakening” Lee Hyunsung. Lee Hyunsung’s awakening itself was very interesting and compelling by itself - the line about reaching another heart originally being difficult (Chapter 139) & Kim Dokja offering to carry part of LHS’s burden - but it was undercut by the complete lack of agency or emotional connection with Jung Heewon. He didn’t reach her “heart” as much as just give her a hug under extremely non-optimal conditions 

The weird Iris (from Russia) hate with no explanation… I don’t think it’s necessarily out-of-character, but why… let her be a brat… what does KDJ have against mean children…

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[mhaynoot]

lee gilyoung and shin yoosung and being raised by the kim dokja company during the scenarios, after the scenarios and after the epilogue too.

yoo songah is always ready drop everything off her busy schedule to help. talks to them and teaches them about anything and everything to the point that they get suspicious if she's still not connected to Herme's power in some way but she is just that cool.

han sooyoung annoys them and interrupts their study sessions with stacks of books and papers and her fake glasses that gilyoung bluntly calls stupid to her face and which leads to a giant argument yoo sangah has to calm down. and she annoys them always but its fine cause they annoy her back and she still reluctantly reviews their homework and essays in the end.

and lee jihye is ready to hang out and play with them as they all struggle through a "normal" school life. who knuckles their heads and bands together with them against the adults when they get questioned on their grades. who even when she's getting ready for college, still spends time to drop them off at school and pick them up.

lee hyunsung, after he resigns from the military again and comes back home, picks up their phone call after a single beep and drives them to wherever they want.

and jung heewon has always been their protector and still will always protect them even if it means making them wake way too early in the morning to force them to jog and and keep their training up.

yoo mia hangs around them during break time even if it gets her weird looks from her classmates.

"my oppa is the terroist yoo joonghyuk," she says and snorts when those idiots run away.

and there's more, there's so many people like an endless wall of faces and hands to reach out for.

gong pildu grumbles but lets them in and lets them watch his TV even as he reads magazines. jung hayoung shows them her travel photos and souvenirs and ruffles their head. han myungoh takes it upon himself to be their playdate supervisor even when his daughter outgrows them but still arranges these dates anyways. uriel, black dragon, and sun wukong drop by when their schedule clears up and they watch new movies or rewatch certain stories.

grandma persephone comes by to take them out to experience new things, takes them to things like opera or concerts or a library and always gives them clothes that fit perfectly.

and their other grandma, lee sookyung, gets them books but spends most of the time quietly telling them stories of a very young kim dokja.

yoo joonghyuk who still takes shin yoosung out to hunt and drops off lee gilyoung in the middle of the forest to capture bugs and who feeds them perfectly cooked meals even if he always argues with them.

and kim dokja who saved them and gave them a family to look after them as they grew up.

kim dokja who saved them and hurt them by saving them. who probably hurt them more than anyone else.

kim dokja who was more his mother than both of them would admit. but who had still had forgiven his mother anyway. or maybe it was because he had given them a family even when he was gone because he never had one himself and maybe thats all the difference. or maybe it was simply because it was kim dokja, shin yoosung and lee gilyoung.

because who they'll always forgive. they'll always love. they were his, and he theirs.

#orv #orv analysis #found family #it takes a village #hawrites

[lee-hakhyun]

595, 596, 597

yoo joonghyuk you asshole

here's my summary and thoughts on the first half of episode 9, 'Words that Can't Be Written'!

595. Words that Can't Be Written (1)

so. lee hakhyun's in a terrible state, and he was pulled away by a thread of light

o..ouch....

right, so this is definitely yoo sangah so, kimcom is aware that's something is up, but it seems they can't help out? oh hakhyun,,

lee hakhyun wakes up to jhw and ksi calling his name, and when he looks down, his body is fine. his head is not fine, probably. when jhw leaves to get water for lhh, ksi and lds come over to ask lhh what happened.

it seems he doesn't remember what had just happened he confirms with everyone that

they weren't able to find jiyoon, but she's read orv a lot. i'm sure she's still alive somewhere. but there's another question

are they really dead? did any of them end up in the underworld? are they just.. gone?

ye hyunwoo comes up and greets hakhyun then, and lhh belatedly notices people are moving around and preparing for something

emergency defense? this was happening earlier than in orv, and it wasn't planned. how did all the green zones get destroyed so quickly? ...there's only one answer to that. lhh had too much faith in yjh

god damn it, joonghyuk lee jihye goes to the stairs to watch. it's too late to persuade her to help now, but it seems ye hyunwoo has prepared everyone beforehand

to make it clear, the '7 apostles' is an orv fan club but it's led by 7 'apostles', one of which is killer king lhh again noticing the differences between this turn and kdj's turn

jung heewon. i love you. in every turn, she wants to protect,,,

orv isn't over yet. there are still stories to be told 'he couldn't even do that properly' holy shit hakhyun give kdj a break LMAO

with ye hyunwoo and gong pildu leading chungmuro station, the emergency game starts

this is concerning. she's not here to help the readers and it seems han sooyoung is planning on killing yjh. yoohan♡

596. Words that Can't Be Written (2)

gong pildu uses [armed zone], and his turrets take out waves of ground rats, but more continue to rush in. people fight, and people die.

lhh and ksi talk while they fight. i can see how sein didn't see the scenarios as fully real,, this is like both the most unbelievable yet believable thing ever. it's orv, who hasn't thought about what would happen if the scenarios started? but it's a whole different thing if it actually happened. there would be some separation from reality

yeah.. this could mean something going to write your own story, hakhyun?

the stuggle continues, and grolls start to emerge along with the ground rats. grolls are 8th grade monsters, and take a lot more to kill than a ground rat eventually, gong pildu needs to reload, and hakhyun's party steps up to cover the gap they manage to survive that long, but gong pildu was getting tired. kim dokja had given him a ton of potions, but hakhyun.. well, he's about to, but gong pildu calls hyunwoo

HE WENT ALL IN ON MAGIC POWER. THIS INSANE KID i commend him for being so attached to a character he'd base his whole strategy around them. the 'tech tree' that hyunwoo had been talking about all this time was for this. he's putting everything into surviving with gong pildu

good for him! the constellations took notice too (i don't know if i've mentioned this before, but pay attention to the constellation who hasn't revealed a modifier. he keeps showing up with,, interesting messages.)

but, someone says the words.

don't know if i talked about this before, but the last time someone said things were going 'smoothly', things did NOT go well. a screenshot from chapter 558

if you find yourself in the scenarios, do not say smoothly ^^

so, there are phases now, and a giant 7th grade monster appeared. the pildu and hyunwoo combo can not deal with this. but there's someone who can.

hakhyun has his own tech tree! well, not really, but it's close enough

another mention of hakhyun writing side stories speaking of the side stories;

597. Words that Can't Be Written (3)

lhh got that notification, but he's kind of in the middle of a battle. can't really check his phone right now. let's put that aside for now

jung heewon! with her new attribute, 'judge of demons', she's able to deal with a monster at this point only yoo joonghyuk would be able to kill.

oh!! she learnt a skill on her own!! jung heewon!!! catching the interest of the constellations too jhw against an imaginary yjh.. getting thrown off a bridge would do that to you jhw was really strong in the main story also,, lhh wonders if she'll be able to match yoo joonghyuk this time

there's the chapters, and the one we're reading right now i previously posted screenshots on this, but he uses the comment passes and gets very short comments. this pisses him off. with 2 passes left, a new option appears

pay coins to read top rated comments! coins really are everything the comment may be referring to hsy's plan for yjh? of course, lhh has no idea about that, and thinks that obviously nobody can deal with yjh he uses his final pass, and,

uh oh. but everything's going smoothly?

oh.

the comments are still increasing. lee hakhyun thinks, are the stories of the 'extras' written?

i'll come back to this in a later chapter.

lee jihye is a main character, not an extra. she wouldn't die. neither would jung heewon. but what about cheon inho? lhh hands jhw to ljh, who takes it in confusion. and then lhh starts walking forward.

i don't know how i feel about him relying on his skill to tell if he'll live or die. i believe in him, but this also doesn't feel good but go hakhyun!! write something good! you wouldn't go too far, would you?

#orv side story #orv #orv spoilers #side story rambles #jung heewon you are AMAZING #<- SO STRONG. LOVELY. BEAUTIFUL #my summaries do not capture the full emotions from actually reading the side story #please read the side story. i will share my edited mtl with you if you purchase the side stories <3 #feel free to ask me any questions about the side story too!! i can't fit everything into here and i do cut out some stuff

[chillingcinemachronicles]

Top 5 Sci-Fi Movies on Netflix

5. Predestination (2014)

Genre: Science Fiction, Thriller

Actor: Alicia Pavlis, Annabelle Norman, Arielle O’Neill, Ben Prendergast, Carolyn Shakespeare-Allen, Cate Wolfe, Christopher Bunworth, Christopher Kirby, Christopher Sommers, Christopher Stollery, Dennis Coard, Dick York, Elise Jansen, Eliza D’Souza, Eliza Matengu, Ethan Hawke, Felicity Steel, Finegan Sampson, Freya Stafford, Giordano Gangl, Grant Piro, Hayley Butcher, Jim Knobeloch, Katie Avram, Kristie Jandric, Kuni Hashimoto, Lucinda Armstrong Hall, Madeleine West, Maja Sarosiek, Marky Lee Campbell, Milla Simmonds, Monique Heath, Noah Taylor, Noel Herriman, Olivia Sprague, Paul Moder, Raj Sidhu, Rob Jenkins, Sara El-Yafi, Sarah Snook, Sophie Cusworth, Tony Nikolakopoulos, Tyler Coppin, Vanessa Crouch

Director: Michael Spierig, Peter Spierig, The Spierig Brothers

Rating: R

One of the most original time-travel thrillers since 12 Monkeys. A brilliant subversion of the Time Paradox trope, with enough plot twists to keep you entertained until well after the movie is finished. Predestination is an amazing movie with great performances from Ethan Hawke and Sarah Snook. It’s a movie that will feel like Inception, when it comes to messing with your mind and barely anyone has heard of it. It is highly underrated and unknown, sadly.

4. Train to Busan (2016)

Genre: Action, Adventure, Drama, Horror, Science Fiction, Thriller

Actor: Ahn So-hee, An So-hee, Baek Seung-hwan, Cha Chung-hwa, Chang-hwan Kim, Choi Gwi-hwa, Choi Woo-shik, Choi Woo-sung, Dong-seok Ma, Eui-sung Kim, Gong Yoo, Han Ji-eun, Han Sung-soo, Jang Hyuk-jin, Jeong Seok-yong, Jung Seok-yong, Jung Young-ki, Jung Yu-mi, Kim Chang-hwan, Kim Eui-sung, Kim Jae-rok, Kim Joo-heon, Kim Ju-hun, Kim Keum-soon, Kim Soo-ahn, Kim Soo-an, Kim Su-an, Kim Won-Jin, Lee Joo-sil, Lee Joong-ok, Ma Dong-seok, Park Myung-shin, Sang-ho Yeon, Seok-yong Jeong, Shim Eun-kyung, Sohee, Soo-an Kim, Soo-jung Ye, Terri Doty, Woo Do-im, Woo-sik Choi, Ye Soo-jung, Yeon Sang-ho, Yoo Gong, Yu-mi Jeong, Yu-mi Jung

Director: Sang-ho Yeon, Yeon Sang-ho

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A zombie virus breaks out and catches up with a father as he is taking his daughter from Seoul to Busan, South Korea’s second-largest city. Watch them trying to survive to reach their destination, a purported safe zone.

The acting is spot-on; the set pieces are particularly well choreographed. You’ll care about the characters. You’ll feel for the father as he struggles to keep his humanity in the bleakest of scenarios.

It’s a refreshingly thrilling disaster movie, a perfect specimen of the genre.

3. Serenity (2005)

Genre: Action, Adventure, Science Fiction, Thriller

Actor: Adam Baldwin, Alan Tudyk, Carrie ‘CeCe’ Cline, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Colin Patrick Lynch, David Krumholtz, Demetra Raven, Dennis Keiffer, Elaine Mani Lee, Erik Weiner, Gina Torres, Glenn Howerton, Hunter Ansley Wryn, Jessica Huang, Jewel Staite, Linda Wang, Logan O’Brien, Marcus Young, Mark Winn, Marley McClean, Matt McColm, Michael Hitchcock, Morena Baccarin, Nathan Fillion, Nectar Rose, Neil Patrick Harris, Peter James Smith, Rafael Feldman, Rick Williamson, Ron Glass, Ryan Tasz, Sarah Paulson, Sean Maher, Summer Glau, Tamara Taylor, Terrell Tilford, Terrence Hardy Jr., Tristan Jarred, Weston Nathanson, Yan Feldman

Director: Joss Whedon

Rating: PG-13

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Serenity is a futuristic sci-fi film that serves as a feature-length continuation of the story-line from the TV program Firefly (2002–2003). The story revolves around the captain (Nathan Fillion) and crew of the titular space vessel that operate as space outlaws, running cargo and smuggling missions throughout the galaxy. They take on a mysterious young psychic girl and her brother, the girl carrying secrets detrimental to the intergalactic government, and soon find themselves being hunted by a nefarious assassin (Chiwetel Ejiofor). The first feature-length film from Joss Whedon (The Avengers), Serenity is a lively and enjoyable adventure, replete with large-scale action sequences, strong characterizations and just the right touch of wry humor. An enjoyable viewing experience that stands alone without demanding that you have familiarity with the original program beforehand.

2. Sorry to Bother You (2018)

Genre: Comedy, Fantasy, Science Fiction

Actor: Armie Hammer, Danny Glover, David Cross, Ed Moy, Forest Whitaker, James D. Weston II, Jermaine Fowler, John Ozuna, Kate Berlant, Lakeith Stanfield, Lily James, Marcella Bragio, Michael X. Sommers, Molly Brady, Omari Hardwick, Patton Oswalt, Robert Longstreet, Rosario Dawson, Steven Yeun, Teresa Navarro, Terry Crews, Tessa Thompson, Tom Woodruff Jr., Tony Toste, W. Kamau Bell

Director: Boots Riley

In the year of the Netflix TV Show Maniac, another absurdist title stole critics’ hearts. Sorry to Bother You is a movie set in an alternate reality, where capitalism and greed are accentuated. Lakeith Stanfield (Atlanta) is a guy called Cassius who struggles to pay his bills. However, when at a tele-marketing job an old-timer tells him to use a “white voice”, he starts moving up the ranks of his bizarre society. A really smart movie that will be mostly enjoyed by those who watch it for its entertaining value, and not so much for its commentary. It is like a Black Mirror episode stretched into a movie.

1. Ex Machina (2015)

Genre: Drama, Science Fiction

Actor: Alex Garland, Alicia Vikander, Chelsea Li, Claire Selby, Corey Johnson, Domhnall Gleeson, Elina Alminas, Gana Bayarsaikhan, Oscar Isaac, Sonoya Mizuno, Symara A. Templeman, Symara Templeman, Tiffany Pisani

Director: Alex Garland

Rating: R

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Ex Machina is the directorial debut of Alex Garland, the writer of 28 Days Later (and 28 Weeks Later). It tells the story of Caleb (Domhnall Gleeson from About Time), an IT developer who is invited by a billionaire CEO to participate in a groundbreaking experiment — administering a Turing test to a humanoid robot called Ava (Alicia Vikander). Meeting the robot with feelings of superiority at first, questions of trust and ethics soon collide with the protagonist’s personal views. While this dazzling film does not rely on them, the visual effects and the overall look-feel of Ex Machina are absolutely stunning and were rightly picked for an Academy Award. They make Ex Machina feel just as casually futuristic as the equally stylish Her and, like Joaquin Phoenix, Gleeson aka Caleb must confront the feelings he develops towards a machine, despite his full awareness that ‘she’ is just that. This is possibly as close to Kubrick as anyone got in the 21st century. Ex Machina is clever, thrilling, and packed with engaging ideas.

#netflix #movies #film #top 5 #sci fi #science fiction

[foundationhq]

EMPLOYEE ID 1183-1279-5; 𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑆𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇.

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 Choi In-su / 최인수 𝐀𝐠𝐞 44 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 cis man, he/him 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 Gong Yoo 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 closed

PROFILE.

Unquestioning and unerring, [𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑆𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇] has a past as vacant as his natural expression. Though no declassified records exist of his life before the Foundation, the recondite entrant started his career in the Decommissioning Department, and after the successful prevention of a K-Class Scenario in [DATA EXPUNGED], he was assigned to an International Field Agent position in MTF Iota-10. In the years after his inconspicuous recruitment, [𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑆𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇] has accrued an impressively perfect mission record, no matter the parameters of the assignment. In fact, he is one of the rare Foundation operatives who has never taken a vacation or requested leave. Due to this, there is no doubt this agent would be an ideal choice for the position of supportive MTF Operations Controller out of all the possible candidates. His seeming lack of ambition would also guarantee there will be no friction between him and the MTF Commander, [𝑆𝑀𝑂𝑂𝑇𝐻 𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅]. The Foundation’s superiors have confidence in reliable [𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑆𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇], expecting the agent to uphold his unblemished success rate and ensure his special directive within the team goes without a hitch. — Internal Memo from the Ethics Committee.

LAST ASSIGNMENT.

MTF  IOTA-10;  Secured  anomalous  instance  in  rural  Czechoslovakia,  liaising  with  covert  cells  within  Czech  law  enforcement  and  federal  government  agencies  to  prevent  civilians  from  encountering  SCP-3155.  Contained  the  instance  without  any  public  awareness  or  casualties,  and  facilitated  relocation  of  SCP-3155  to  Site-49’s  B-Wing  within  14  hours.

INTERRELATIONS OF NOTE.

𝑆𝑀𝑂𝑂𝑇𝐻 𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅. Your new commander. Directed by your superiors to be supported by all means. He orders, you follow. His will overrides all. There is no room for error or personal attachments. Your loyalty is sworn, professionally.

52 𝑃𝐼𝐶𝐾𝑈𝑃. Your new teammate. Sports an impressive resume involving covert CIA operations. Ah, was that classified information? Not to a previous senior agent of Iota-10. 52 𝑃𝐼𝐶𝐾𝑈𝑃’s inclusion into MTF Chi-00 is noteworthy, and their exclusion in mentioning their background is an inconsistency worth investigating.

𝐿𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝑅𝐸. You’ve met this operative, once; 8 years, 3 months, and 17 days ago. If they remember the tall nondescript thing in the gray-blue suit who commandeered their mission through executive order, then they have remarkable memory. You recall the encounter as well. (It was not quaint.) However, the person you see now is a shell of themselves.

𝑀𝑋. 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐼𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌. Your new teammate. Interfaces others with ease. You’re drawn by a prerogative to comprehend their talents in order to better understand your peers. It’s a one-sided curiosity, you thought. Then, you’ve caught them looking. But there’s nothing interesting about you. You’re certain.

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[selkiecoded]

small orv details i picked up on my re-read

lee sookyung had (according to her own testimony, unable to be otherwise proven) been released from prison for a indeterminate "while" by the start of the story, and had merely been visiting seoul. kim dokja was aware of the fact that she was released (so he likely knew the broad length of her sentence) but never bothered finding her after she was released

han sooyoung picked up VERY EARLY to the fact that kdj is unreasonably suspicious of yoo joonghyuk. when they first met up prior to meeting shin yoosoung, hsy mentions that hes being harsh of yjh, considering from what she read, hes "fighting for the people." kdj, naturally, hits her with a "fake fan"

(harder to gauge due to wonky translation but) yjh kicked kdj in the nuts once

hsy and gong pildu got sent to peaceland by getting run over by a truck and falling into han river respectively

kdj didnt have a dick the entire time he was at the constellation banquet

uriel initially saw kdj as the top in the relationship and was greatly distressed over the idea he'd become an eunuch (a lot more happens to kdjs dick than i remembered. thats like, four things to do w kdjs penis? five if you count his little black book of sex in his mind palace)

yjh and kdj were holding hands the entire time they gave the nebulae announcement awwwww

lee jihye saw kim dokjas real, actual face without any form of censoring when he first rescued her in the dark castle (its most likely the censoring went back into effect soon after i think? its never really clear on it)

hsys clones didnt have genitalia. do you think 49 kdj had genitalia or...? dammit, i was hoping i wouldnt have to think abt kdjs dick anymore

when exiting paradise, hsy called up clones w kdjs face to practice fighting against. she made sure to punch his dick. (sigh..)

lee jihye calls shin yoosoung "little beast" THAT IS SO CUTEEE 🥺

when hsy and kdj are discussing his fate, kdj gets caught up in the fact that hsy is like... really pretty... not to the same detail as he gets abt yjh lol but more detailed than he usually is. its because hes in love with her.

in the 1st regression, yjh protected paradise and was screwed over for it (did he initially become a protector before being betrayed and fed to it? did he voluntarily offer himself up to protect paradise? some mixture of the two w/out him actually dying in paradise? doesnt clarify!)

for how much kdj likes to go onnn and onnn about how hes an emotionless powerhouse who only saves ppl bc they may be useful to him later, even early on the other characters are very influenced by his selflessness. in dark castle, when lee jihye stills thinks hes dead, she attempts to get shin yoosoung and lee gilyoung to evacuate and leave her to deal with the demons, which she very explicitly links to kdj. additionally, in paradise, when the destruction first happens, yjh spots some of kcom helping evacuate citizens and muses on the fact that this is the influence of kdj. in these two examples, you can very clearly see the link of kdjs selflessness sliding into suicidality by outsiders emulating this behavior. interesting!

i love yoo joonghyuk so much. (just a general thing, but prompted due to yjh coming to the realization that his regressions had chipped away at his sense of love and care for the world and people. seeing kcom in action, defeating reinheit, having the people of paradise thank him... it all reminded him that he truly is a person who loves people. that there truly is no point to the world if he cannot protect people, even in attempts to get to a "perfect scenario." and, upon coming to this realization, he links it back to kim dokja with a budding appreciation and love for the man and his ideals, and gives kdjs name to the survivors of paradise. its all very good. kdj is immediately incredibly suspicious of yjh because of fucking course he is.)

in the love meter chapter (MY BELOVED) yoo sangah is doubtful to the idea that kdj loves her the most, and while denying it she gets self-conscious and relegates herself to nothing more than his ex-coworker and "someone he helps." while it is later shown that shes more willing to think of them as friends than kdj is, theres some edge to this. she becomes much more confident as the story continues, but she does have lots of doubts about her strength in the team and as a friend of kdj. SHE sees him as a friend, but has undoubtedly picked up to the fact that he seperates himself from her. yoo sangah.......

hsy cried at kdjs dick explosion death (under proof of lie detection) awww

the place he and his mother met after his death was styled after their old house, to the extent that there are kdjs old child-sized shoes set by the front door.

i mentioned in the first fact that kdj didnt search her out, but on the other hand, kdj didnt know the exact length of her sentence and raises the question: why didnt she search him out after she was released?

fuuuck. [My mother refuted, "This isn't a novel. There is no ending like 'Everyone lived happily ever after' in reality." "I will see it to the end. In addition, when did I say I wanted that ending?"]

in the fight against the devourer of dreams, cheok jungyeong offers to have the demon who brought 41st shin yoosoung to their world transport kdj out of the scenarios. kdj, the bleeding heart, refuses upon realizing his friends would die if he left them.

hsy did NOT want to fight the demon king. kdj had to literally tie her up and drag her over. he likes her awwww❤️

he teases the fourth wall by imitating it AWWW everythings cute if you put your mind to it

i thiiink jang hayoung was transported into the body of aileens younger sibling! they share a last name. thats very cute.

#posting this now cuz i stopped making notes and now im waaaay past all this #orv

[godza]

 i have put the entirety of 188 on my keyboards paste so i will have the entire chapter on hand for torment. heres a snippet

“…If I use this, you can’t be resurrected.” “That’s why you are going to use it. It would be difficult if I came back again as a demon king.” “…” “What if the scenario ends up being ruined? You should stop thinking about it.” Yoo Jonghyuk glared at me without speaking. 「 Do you have an idea? 」 I just laughed at his question. Yoo Jonghyuk hesitated before eventually pulling out a sword. The Heavenly Sword of Gathering Clouds. Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi. It was a sword obtained from Yamata no Orochi in Peace Land. Yoo Jonghyuk spoke in a somber voice, “I hoped the moment where I had to use this would never come.” “Me too. However, now is the time.” [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ feels despair.] [The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is sighing deeply.] [The constellation ‘Queen of the Darkest Spring’ is holding her breath.] The power acquired by a story will eventually collapse because of a story. My attribute of Eight Lives was derived from the power of Yamata no Orochi. This power was bound to be vulnerable to the weapon of death that killed Yamata no Orochi. Perhaps I would lose all my remaining lives if I was cut by this sword. Yoo Jonghyuk opened his mouth. “…To be honest, there is no certainty in this. The duration of Giant Body Transformation is over and I’m not confident in my current attack power.” “Don’t worry about it.” I could see Shin Yoosung furiously shaking her head towards me. [The constellation who doesn’t yet have a name has given his incarnation a ‘stigma’.] There was a dazzling light and my stigma nestled inside Shin Yoosung. [The stigma ‘Sacrifice’s Will Lv. 1’ has been activated!] The stigma caused a brilliant glow to emerge from Shin Yoosung’s body. [The master of the stigma risks his life for others.] [The attack power of the party is greatly increased in proportion to the desperation of their lives.] The exhausted eyes of my party members started to become energetic again. Sacrifice’s Will. It was a stigma that didn’t really suit me. One thing was for certain. My death was now confirmed. “Thank you for everything.” [The remaining capture time is 3 minutes.] The party members were running. Lee Hyunsung, Jung Heewon, Shin Yoosung, Lee Gilyoung, Yoo Sangah, Gong Pildu, Lee Jihye… They cried, screamed or were filled with deep anger. Everyone was coming towards me. My vision gradually diminished and all the characters became the landscape. I saw them and laughed. 「 Incarnation Kim Dokja will be killed by the person he loves most. 」 I had forgotten. All prophecies couldn’t be interpreted literally. In this Star Stream, people were stories. [The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Maritime War God’ is looking at you.] As the gazes of countless stars in the sky poured towards me, a story was running towards me. “Ahhhhhh!” Parents, friends and lovers were all stories. [The remaining capture time is 2 minutes.] This wasn’t the Ways of Survival I knew but—It was a story more wonderful than Ways of Survival. [A constellation of a small planet is looking at you.] [All the constellations on the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.] It was my story. I laughed as Yoo Jonghyuk’s sword pierced my heart. [Your fate has been realized.] My body slowly sank down and Yoo Jonghyuk held onto me. “Kim Dokja.” “It was a really great story. Isn’t that right?” Yoo Jonghyuk stared down at me silently. I couldn’t find any words and just watched. It was as if I had always been meant to do this. [The effect of the Heavenly Sword of Gathering Clouds has destroyed all remaining extra lives.] [You can no longer resurrect.] I finally looked up at the sky. The clusters of nebulae were in the centre of the night sky. Vedas, Olympus, Papyrus… I would never forget what they had done. Then the sky blinked. [The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ doesn’t wish for your death.] The stars shone brightly as if in response to my will. [The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ doesn’t wish for your death.] [The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ doesn’t wish for your death.] [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ doesn’t wish for your death.] I looked at the sky and laughed. Due to these guys, I hated the constellations but I couldn’t hate the story. “Let’s meet again, Yoo Jonghyuk.” The power of the demon king disappeared and at the same time, strength drained from me. [The main scenario has ended.] [Seoul Dome has been freed.] A small black hole appeared in the air behind me. My body was slowly being sucked into it. My legs, my torso, my arms…they turned into powder and were slowly being sucked in. “Kim Dokja! No! Kim Dokja!” At the last moment, he tightly held me by the neck. However, it was already too late. My vision turned black and I was sucked into an empty void. The eyes of the constellations watching me started to disappear one by one. I was leaving the area of the channel. [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ doesn’t wish for your death!] In the distant night sky, one star desperately blinked at me. [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ doesn’t wish for your death!] Yes, you can stop now. Uriel. [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’…] Thank you. The stars in the night sky went out one by one and Incarnation Kim Dokja’s story finally ended. [The constellations of the absolute good system have withdrawn the mark of ‘evil’ from you.] [Your incarnation body has completely been destroyed.] [You have failed the scenario.] Read Latest Chapters at wuxiaworld.eu [You have been expelled from the scenario.] [The Star Stream will announce your modifier.] In the faraway darkness, the Star Stream was quietly whispering to me. [Your modifier is the ‘Demon King of Salvation’.]

#t

[chicken-fifi]

The Sly Fox | Gong Yoo Imagine

Pairing: Gong Jicheol x Reader

Requested by @ilovemyapopbaby: Hi! I would like to request a Gong Yoo fic where the reader is friends with him and they both have a crush on each other but they don't know how to tell the other. Until one day Gong Yoo tells their mutual friend Lee Dong Wook his feelings about you and Lee Dong Wook hatches a plan with a few other people to get you and Gong Yoo together and it works! Pleeeeeease??? You can sprinkle some angst in there if you like

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 336 words

A/n: i decided no angst in this one, i needed something fluffier (i'm not opposed to doing an alternative version at a later date though). i also changed it a little bit, because i wanted to have some fun

Tunes: Tolerate it | a taylor swift playlist

Dongwook swore he was going to win the friend of the year award for this master plan of his. Or at least he should be honored at your wedding in a few years time for being the person to orchestrate the love the two of you were bound to develop and experience.

You two owed him big time.

If this plan worked that is.

If it didn’t, he had no part in it whatsoever.

So there you sat with Jicheol right across from you at the cafe, Dongwook sitting out of sight in the back of said cafe. How on earth the two of you hadn’t seen him was a mystery but he was thankful for it nonetheless as he was thankful for it since the two of you were clearly having fun. He swore he felt his heart soar seeing the two of you laughing and very obviously flirting with one another, quickly forgetting that he was even supposed to show up and were using the original friends lunch date as your own date now.

“Do you think he did this on purpose?” you asked Jicheol, voice lowered.

“Knowing the sly fox as well as I do,” Jicheol began. “He more than likely thought he was getting something done between the two of us.”

You laughed as you took a sip of your drink, “He probably does. He’ll also take all the credit for something he thinks he’s behind.”

Huh?

Dongwook choked on his coffee as he heard your words over the chatter of the establishment.

Were the two of you already-

“We’ll have to tell him eventually…I mean it’s been almost two years-”

TWO YEARS!?!?!?

The noise around Dongwook seemed to stop before he turned around, noticing both of your eyes on him.

Crap.

He had said that out loud rather than in his head.

There was an awkward silence shared between the three of you as you exchanged looks with one another time and time again.

“Surprise?” you said smiling.

Yeah, big surprise.

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List of Idols and Actors I know or follow

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K-Pop Readings - CLOSED

List of Idols and Actors I included into my ultimate chart and into the Compatibility Calculator:

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Groups:

(G)I-DLE

2PM

3YE

A.C.E

AB6IX

ARGON

ASTRO

ATEEZ

B.A.P

BAE173

BigBang

BIGFLO

Black Pink

BLACK6IX

Block B

BtoB

BTS

BZ BOYS

CIX

CNBlue

CRAVITY

DAY6

DKB

Dreamcatcher

E’LAST

EXO

f(x)

GHOST9

Golden Child

GOT7

GreatGuys

Highlight

History

iKON

IMFACT

IN2IT

INFINITE

JUST B

KARD

KINGDOM

KNK

LUCENTE

LUCY

LUMINOUS

Mamamoo

MAP6

MONSTA X

MY_st

N.Flying

NCT

NIK

NOIR

NU'EST

OMEGA X

ONEUS

ONEWE

ONF

OnlyOneOf

Pentagon

Red Velvet

Seventeen

SF9

SHINee

Shinhwa

Stray Kids

Super Junior

TAN

TARGET

Teen Top

TEMPEST

The Boyz

The King

The Rose

TVXQ

TXT

U-KISS

UNIQ

UNVS

UP10TION

VANNER

VAV

VICTON

VIXX

VOISPER

Vromance

WEi

Winner

WOW

Xdinary Heroes

ZE:A

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Actors + Soloists

Ahn Hyo-seop

Ahn Jae Hyun

BoA

Byeon Woo Seok

Demian

Do Ji Han

Earth

Eric Nam

Gao Hanyu

God

Gong Yoo

Gun

Ha Sungwoon

Hirose Tomoki

Hong Jong-hyun

Hyeok Geun Choe

Cha Hyunseung

Ishikawa Plowden Luke

Jaejoong

Jasper Liu

Jay Park

Ji Chang Wook

Ji Soo

Ji Sung

Johnny Huang

Jongkook

Jung Il Woo

Jung Won Chang

JUNNY

Kang Daniel

Kang Haneul

Kim Jaewook

Kim Soo Hyun

Kim Woobin

Kinchiku Yuuki

Kwak Dong Yeon

Lai Leon Yi

Lee Dong Wook

Lee Jae-wook

Lee Jehoon

Lee Jong Suk

Lee Joon Gi

Lee Min-Ho

Lee Min-ki

Lee Soo Hyuk

Luo Yunxi

Max

Mew

Mike

Nam Joo-hyuk

Off

Park Bo-gum

Park Hae Jin

Park Hyung Sik

Park Seo-joon

Sakaguchi Kentaro

Satoh Takeru

Seo In Guk

Simon Dominic

Simon Gong

Song Kang

Song Weilong

Sota Fukushi

Sung Hoon

Takhon Paing

Timmy Xu

Tsao Yu Ning

Tul

Vardy Wang

Vincent

Wang Rui Chang

Wi Ha Joon

Woo Do Hwan

Xiao Zhan

Xu Kaicheng

Yokohama Ryusei

Yoo Seung Ho

Young-Kwang

Yu Christian

Zee

Zhang Zhe Han

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Members of the listed groups who went solo

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[rosedews]

fog + spice <33

LYN MY BESTIEEEE <33333 hiiii

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

every zombie would fall madly in love with me actually i would be the first one to die! i have no survival skills and i'm not a fast runner so escaping is pretty much not an option for me. i would be gone. i'm not gonna survive unless dilf gong yoo from train to busan is with me, then i might actually try.

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

off the top of my head, i don't think so?

autumnal asks!

#hualians #asks

[thong-in-the-twist]

Epilogue: The Broken Circle

//Gong Yoo (Kim Shin) x you

Summary: To atone for his sins he is forced to wander the Earth searching for her before it’s too late.

I somehow can’t belived I finished it. It took me five years, but here we are.

Prologue: Silla Goryeo Joseon Tamna March 1st Gwangju

Sometimes you dream. You don’t have dreams often, your nights usually devoid of visions, but whenever a dream comes to you it feels like a vision. It feels palpable, real. The dreams itself bring sensations. Cold rain falling on your face, hands gripping soft fabrics, smell of incense, echoes of a song sung by countless voices, metallic taste of blood. Those dreams leave you drained, yet longing. Every single one of those dreams seems to be a key that opens another box where you can find even more cryptic sensations. They awaken suddenly, brought to surface by mundane things.

You dream awake.

While changing your sheets you get the urge to tear them up and use the scraps to make a rope. Splash of water on your face in the morning can leave you terrified and claustrophobic in your otherwise moderately sized bathroom. Sweet rice cake brings you a faint memory of music and your own feet moving lightly in a foreign yet familiar pattern.

That’s what stumps you. You know that what you get are fleeting memories but they are not your memories. You can’t remember your hands on the strings of gayageum, because you’ve never played it in your life. You can’t remember weaving something using straw, because you’ve never weaved.

Just like you can’t remember being sprawled on the throne in a barely lit hall filled with people wearing pre-Joseon clothes as you are being urged to stay strong against Tang’s demands. 

You were already a university student when your friends took you to a shaman during the spring festival. You all thought it would be funny. There were four of you, all barely stopping yourself from giggling as you pushed money and slips of paper with dates and hours of your birth to the shaman. Their tent was dark and decorated with yellow and red talismans, colorful ribbons and miscellaneous knick-knacks. Those colorful ribbons brought you a vision of a grand tree adorned with similar scraps of fabric. Suddenly there was a taste of dirt and bile in your mouth. 

You listened as the shaman spilled secrets of the future. Boyfriends, jobs, kids - all were mentioned, none were set in stone. You all expected that, some future-reading with caveats that everything could be changed. When shaman finally opened your slip of paper and consulted their charts, you were ready for the exact same noncommittal quips.

“You are destined for an epic love story,” you heard. Shaman’s voice was deadpan and suddenly the tent fell silent. Your friends were no longer giggling, enchanted with a single phrase. “The love that will go through the ages.”

You looked into the shaman's eyes. You were not sure what their gender was, but there was depth to their eyes. Skin was wrinkled and dotted with liver spots, and yet, they seemed way older than they were.

Suddenly what you saw was not a carnival tent but an inside of a hut. Air was heavy with a smell of herbs and the shaman in front of you, who was clearly male, was focused on charts laid out on the low desk. The charts weren’t laminated and were clearly written on handmade paper. Someone was sitting next to you, their presence imposing. You didn’t know how you knew that but your mind helpfully supplied: the wedding day selection.

You snapped back to reality, used to things like that happening. You wanted to clarify, to ask whether the shaman's words meant a long marriage or your next life, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. The mood shifted and you were not sure if asking a question would make what they were saying more believable.

“But the soul you are looking for is old and tired, and it’s no longer searching,” you heard and you didn’t break eye contact. One of your friends muttered “old” under her breath. She didn’t giggle. “You are stuck in a circle, forced to do the same thing again and again, not knowing that the same thing will come around once more. What was to be found, must search. What was repeated, must be broken. The woven pattern must come to an irregularity.”

You realized you were holding your breath. It sounded sincere, ominous and inducive. 

“You are not powerless. You have the knowledge. You have the heart.”

To this day your friends tend to jokingly ask you about your epic love story. Whether you used your knowledge and your heart to find your destined old soul. You laugh with them as life goes on.

*

Ribbons of steam are twirling above your cup. The way the liquid seems to leave a sheen layer of residue around the rim  is familiar enough for you to be transported into a traditional Korean house. There is a low wooden table in front of you and bright light seeps through paper doors. You hastily reach for a low white bowl sitting threateningly in the middle of the table and down the bitter liquid.

You snap back to the present and take a sip from your cup, just to ground yourself. You are surrounded by low sounds of the coffee shop: pleasant murmur of conversations, easy-to-listen music and coffee express’ noises. A man sitting opposite of you keeps talking, oblivious to the fact that you are not listening.

He is handsome. He was good looking in the photo that was shown to you before you agreed to meeting him. He comes from a good family, has a good education, a good job. Good character, good manners, good credit score. Good style, good car, good neighborhood. Good prospects, good future, good plans. Good life, good health, good money.

Good.

Everything is always good.

You force yourself to engage. To play your part of an interested interlocutor. Your own laughter rings in your mind and you hear your own voice asking “and what happened then, my lord?” It’s distracting to say the least. Everything you do, everything you say can evoke a scene that is not yours to recall. Even if you recognise yourself in the visions you have.

You know that the man in front of you is not the man. Oh, he is nice. Everything about him is just enough but it doesn’t satisfy you. 

It was always like this. If something was just enough it wasn’t enough to tempt you. You always needed things to be right. Just enough is not enough. That mindset more than once pissed off your parents, more than once frustrated your friends. But why bother if the results are going to be merely satisfactory.

The date ends on a good note. You hear that it was good meeting you. He had a good time. He hopes you can find a good place to meet again. If the weather is good you could have a picnic. He wishes you good luck with your upcoming assignment. You smile, you repeat the platitudes.

You walk down a busy pedestrian street, paying enough attention not to be killed by delivery scooters. You pass BBQ restaurants and coffee shops, different smells and different sounds invading your senses. You are not surprised when the smell of grilled seafood brings the sea in front of your eyes. You can see greish sea and feel the salty wind on your face. You are huddled together with other halfnaked women of all ages around a fire shielded from view by a wall made by volcanic rock. The name of this structure is hidden somewhere in your mind. You recognise it, but this time because you’ve seen it in a history book. Or was it a museum?

Early on you realized you don’t like learning history. Nor do you like going to museums. They are like minefields to you, every second thing badgering you with different visions. It doesn’t matter if it's Korean history or if it's world history. It can be too hard to even walk, with the constant onslaught of different visions. 

That’s why you focused on STEM. You tried physics first and gave up as soon as you reached cosmology, your mind filled with old time charts tracking movements of stars and planets. Chemistry brought out memories of herbalists, biology - seaside teachings about Tamna’s seafood. 

But Math, Math was safe. 

That’s the only part of your life that you allowed to be just good enough. Statistics are not something you are passionate about but alternatives are way worse. That’s why you’d say your life was moderate. You are moderately satisfied with your earnings, moderately satisfied with your place in life. Life is… Good.

And it makes you indifferent.

*

The three of them are looking at you pleadingly. It’s such a low stakes thing and yet you don’t want to do it. 

“Pretty please,” begs Sohee and you idly wonder how “please” being pretty might change anything. You stretch and sigh.

“Alright. But don’t expect me to contribute!” 

The three of them squeal and laugh. 

That’s how you find yourself on a Thursday night out in Itaewon, walking down into a basement bar where the trivia night is about to happen. Your friends started attending trivia nights regularly back when you were still students, but you never caught on. You went out with them a few times, and seeing how uninterested you were, they stopped pestering you, but the invitation was still standing.

You are not sure why you are here this time. Nothing changed from the last time you tried, but you were so surprised with them even asking  that you agreed.

The bar is surprisingly full but the table for you is empty. There is a name of your team on it and paper and markers ready. Other teams are already gathering, buying beer, chatting and laughing. 

For a second instead of a modern, geeky bar you see plastic tables and folding chairs and you hear someone on the radio announcing that there was an assassination attempt on your president.

You shake your head and the image disappears. You go to the counter to buy something to drink, waiting for girls to arrive, and a poster catches your eyes. It’s about a trivia night. The theme is Korean history and it’s being hosted as a ten years anniversary of hosting trivia nights at this bar and the prize is a two-day-one-night trip to Gyeongju. The date on the poster is today.

To say you feel rage would be an understatement. You are seething. You are not about to suffer a whole night haunted by hallucinations of bygone times, just so you can try to win a trip to the old capital that might as well be called museum city, so full it is with historical monuments. 

You don’t buy your beer, instead choosing to storm out of the place. You are pushing through the crowd, thinking only about escaping when you find yourself face to face with Minji.

Her face falls as soon as she sees you. You see guilt and annoyance in her eyes.

“I know it looks bad,” she starts and you want to roar. Why were they trying to trick you into attending if she knew it’s bad. “I know you hate history. I know you’d rather be back at home cleaning anchovies than attempting to answer any question related to something that happened in the past.”

Minji is talking slowly and pointedly, intently. You know her the longest, since middle school, and she knows you the best. She was there when you were getting to terms with your constant visions. You were diagnosed with anxiety and history was said to be inducing your panic attacks. Officially. Unofficially you were living a nightmare, haunted by visions you didn’t understand. It took you years to be able to shake them down, ignore the constant stream of your consciousness. 

“But?” You ask, because “but” was clearly implied. Minji grabs your hands.

“Sohee needs cheering up. You know that she met Samho here and she loved him. She probably still does. And there he is, not a week after their breakup, parading a new girl around. You also know that Samho is a history buff. Especially Korean history,” she says sternly, but pleadingly. You know that. You know that all. That’s one of the reasons you hated Samho from the beginning and refused to engage with him. An overly talkative history major, for you he was a walking-breathing trigger.

“I know that,” you say through gritted teeth. You know where this is going. and you don’t like that.

“If we don’t do something, Samho is going to win and take his new girl on the trip and he will be boasting about this win for ages. It’s a 10 year anniversary trivia! We’ve been coming here since it started. We can’t let him win!” 

Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it…

“And for a person who hates history you sure know a lot about it. You are the only person that can win against Samho!”

There it is.

You look at her in silence. She knows she is pushing it. She sure hopes you’ll agree. She is annoyed she is the one that has to plead with you. 

In turn, you are annoyed that they tricked you. That your mental health is deemed less important than Sohee’s. You know it’s not a competition, but it still hurts.

“Look at him!” Minji says pointing behind you. You are sure she is pointing to Samho. Probably with his new girlfriend. You don’t care. You keep staring at her, who seems to get smaller under your gaze. “I know, I am sorry.”

“You should be,” you say and sigh. Minji perks up and it annoys you even more. She knows she won even before you announce it. “You owe me. All of you. You owe me big and you’d better remember that.”

She agrees enthusiastically, steering you back to your table.

*

Five teams with four members each, five rounds with ten questions each. Starting from modern history and going back through the ages.

You spend every round with your head on the table. Every question triggers you and you have to fight the visions down to answer in time. Viewers are loud and rowdy, and everyone is excitedly cheering on the teams. But the sounds are interchanged with those in your head. Sound of shelling, grim radio announcement, newspaper page. A boy calling for his mother among the flames, a rowdy song with lyrics made up on the spot, loud sound of waves crashing into the rocks. 

Out of fifty questions you have answered wrong twice. It had to do with dates - you were sure of those answers, just like you were sure of every other answer but your head was throbbing and you couldn’t force yourself to care. You were doing the best you could.

Thankfully Samho’s team also slipped on two of the questions as well. The other teams were close behind, but not close enough to threaten either of you.

“And finally! After an even and exciting fight we arrive at the tie-break question! Remember it’s a sudden death round! We want to know which team is going to Gyeongju!” Announces the host, which is greeted with roaring cheers. You don’t look up, happy that in a few seconds you’ll be able to go home. “What was the name of Shilla’s general that brought the federation of Gaya to its knees?”

You see a man. His hair is long and tangled and dirty. He is wearing a black tunic with armor on top of it and bracers, and he is brandishing a wide-bladed longsword in his hand. He is slowly walking up the white stone stairs and he looks imposing and scary. But you don’t fear. Not him. You’d never fear him. Your heart is beating maddeningly fast but you keep your chin up, your hands steady. His eyes find yours - he is begging with his eyes. For permission, for blessing, for forgiveness. You give it. You give it freely. That’s what right, that’s what should be done. The evil is behind you. You’d gladly hallow his quest, even for a price of your life.

You’d do it for your people. You’d do it for you.

You’d do it for the man walking up the stairs.

Pain explodes in your back.

You snap upright.

“Kim Shin!” You yell in the suddenly silent room. The host eyes you surprised as you grab your chest - the way your heart is beating is concerning. It hurts. You need a break. You need out. 

“And we have the right answer!” You hear the host announce. You’ve won. You are not surprised, it’s hard to beat someone who keeps reliving the topic. 

As soon as it’s clear - you are out. You don’t care enough to stay and hear congratulations and or thank-yous. You don’t want to face Samho any more than you want to stay with Sohee. You want out.

Thankfully Minji knows you enough to facilitate your escape.

As you hurry down the street, an imposing warrior haunts your thoughts.

*

He is the reason you find yourself in a train taking the four of you to Gyeongju. Your coming is warmly welcomed albeit quite surprising to your friends. You ask them weakly to allow you to sightsee on your own terms, a plea which is granted immediately. 

After all, you are the reason the four of you are going on the trip.

The warrior stayed on your mind the whole way home from the bar. You didn’t want to name him, but it was obvious to you that who you saw was Kim Shin. He was a historical figure - not widely known, but known enough to be a part of trivia challenge. And he saw you. Kim Shin looked at you as he was walking up the stairs. Where was it happening? What was he going for? What was evil?

Who were you?

It was the first time in your life that you set out to find the answers and to research. With naver’s help you braved through visions. A palankin bringing you somewhere unknown. Frustrated tears falling onto your ceremonial robes. Maniacal laughter in the glorious hall. Younger Kim Shin with a jaw set and eyes hard as he cursed his and yours lineage.

It took you a really long time. You called in sick, which was not taken positively by your company. You couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were exhausted, but you pushed through. You had to know, you had to understand. And for the first time in your life you had a hint and a will to put something together.

You didn’t find much, but what you found was enough. Kim Shin was executed for trying to kill his king and for killing his wife. On the day he came back from conquering Gaya. That laconic description was left by someone ages before in Baekje records. 

But Kim Shin didn’t kill wife. He didn’t kill the Queen. You were the Queen. And Kim Shin didn’t kill you. The killing blow came from behind, it was evil that killed you. Broken visions finally formed a picture that you understood. You loved Kim Shin. Kim Shin loved you. But as star-crossed lovers you couldn’t be together. Your lineage made him lower than you and you were forced to marry your equal - the king. The evil king. The king that Kim Shin asked your consent to kill. 

Which he didn’t do. Why? Why didn’t he kill the king? What stopped him? He was later executed, so he wasn’t killed in action. Then why?

Those questions were why you boarded the train. For the first time in your life your visions became clearer. There was a rhyme and reason to them and you were intent on finding out more. 

*

You are standing in front of the Star-Gazing Tower, the Cheomseongdae. The oldest surviving astronomical observatory in Asia. It might seem you are looking intently at the monument, but your mind is far away. 

You see the opening ceremony, standing with your parents as your cousin, Queen Seondeok, leads the court in rites. You see her body being brought to her tomb. You hear your new name, Jindeok, as you take your cousin’s place. 

You see Kim Shin. 

Which shouldn’t be right. Your quick research tells you that Gaya has fallen a hundred years prior. He shouldn’t be alive and he shouldn’t look the same as he looked back then. And yet, you see him translating envoys from Tang’s court. You see him looking at you forlorn during meetings. You see him bringing you tonic as your health deteriorates.

You find yourself in Gyeongju National Museum and you badger a poor guide with questions long enough for him to push you up the ladder. The keeper is impressed with your knowledge and does their best to fill the blanks. You don’t get the name but together you are able to confirm that there was a Kim that used to work under Kim Yushin, a general from Jindeok’s time, that could have been a translator. 

So you have confirmed that Kim Shin might have existed in Jindeok’s time. What now? 

Now you need to go on a trip down your memories.

You don’t want to theorize. You don’t want to give a name to the whys you have in your head. You are not looking for reasons for you to have the memories. Your hunt is focused on one person, because you suspect that you’ll find him in your other memories.

On your second day you go back to the museum to find the person that helped you the day before. This time your questions are more technical. How to research, where to find your answers, who to ask, what would you need. When asked why you sputter for a second and spin some bullshit about research for a book about women’s history. That gets them talking. 

You spend hours listening, learning, getting resources. You get the feeling that not a lot of people are interested in the knowledge this person is sharing with you. For the first time in your life you wonder what’s so wrong with women’s history?

Back at home you find yourself setting up a research station. It doesn’t take you long before your home is filled with post-it notes, used notebooks, history books. You write everything down, whenever a vision happens. You do your best to identify people, places, times. You compare it with historical records and try to put everything you see in order.

You realize not every memory is connected to Kim Shin, nor do they always connect to a known historical figure. Those visions are somewhat more interesting to you. Sure, seeing a snapshot of the Queen's life is fascinating, but getting a glimpse of the daily life of a commoner is even more mind blowing.

You were never really outgoing but as you spiraled down the rabbit hole you became even more reclusive. A few weeks in you actually started to write the book. At first it was to sort out what you knew, but the longer you wrote the more you wanted to share your knowledge. 

You were able to name six of the women in your memories, three Queens, a Christian martyr, a student-independence fighter and a student that died in the Gwangju Massacre. And while others didn’t leave their names in history, they were still a vital part of it.

It takes you months to polish what you wrote, your merely satisfactory job draining you way more than before. You want to write, you want to immerse yourself in the memories. They become your friends, your hobby, your free time. But one has to live.

You share your manuscript with the person that inspired you, the keeper from Gyeongju National Museum. With their help you apply for a grant with the Korean Foundation. Which is granted.

Which, in turn, allows you to travel. 

And the first stop is Jeju Island.

*

The woman in your memories calls it Tamna. The land of horses, oranges, wind, rocks and women. Now, a popular destination with various attractions. Numerous beaches, climbable dormant volcano, oceanarium, traditional village… And you find yourself on a rocky beach with free diving grandmas. Haenyeo, the living heritage of Jeju. 

The grandmas are warm, welcoming. Their equipment is familiar yet modern. They no longer dive halfnaked, they have goggles and buoys, but the way they speak sounds more like in your memories than modern Korean.

The stream of memories is constant. At this point it’s like a movie playing nonstop in your head. The grandmas are delighted with your knowledge, they take you to the bulteok, they take you out to the sea. It’s so weird to be reliving things that you never lived through. But you know exactly what you are doing, you know exactly how to fish, what to look for and your catch is no worse than that of your teachers. 

You spend a wonderful day with them, that ends with a bonfire in the bulteok, as the sun sets.

You are not the first one to sing. Your people love singing. Grandmas sing an older trot song, and another - and when they ask you to sing, you don’t hesitate. The centuries old song of a diver comes from your heart.

We, the Tamna divers, Absent women of the sea, Miserable households Our world knows.

On the cold day, On the sunny day, On the rainy day, Our sore bodies on the water float.

Our blood and sweat, The work never ends, Absent women of the sea, Where will we go?

That night you dream. You dream of a girl that dreamt of diving. You dream of a girl that didn’t want to take a foreigner. You dream of a girl that died in a rip current. You dream of Kim Shin, that for the nth time in his life tried to reunite with you.

*

After Jeju you try to find the village where the Holy Tree stood. It’s like finding a needle in a haystack. You eat nothing more than seafood and rice mixed with wheat, you go for a temple stay, you actually spend a week in a traditional Korean house. You get weird little snippets that don't narrow it down. 

So you start searching for shamans from the region. It’s a long shot, but you have to try. They send you out on a hunt and you find yourself trekking to numerous Holy Trees. You are not surprised with that. Your country was based on shamanism and shamanistic rites. Even though you might not say you are shamanistic, it’s there, in your culture.

Nor are you surprised when your next shaman turns out to be the one that told you about your destined old soul. They don’t say much. You sit quietly allowing them to assess you, anxious. What will they say?

“Did you know that there is a place where blue alpine swallowtail is easier to observe than green?”

And they say nothing more. Even when you ask to repeat, they stay silent. 

An alpine swallowtail is a butterfly. Usually green, but can be blue. Naver helps you in finding the trail where the blue butterflies are said to be easily spotted on the east coast.

You knew it was a really long shot, but you were grasping at straws. 

And still, when you find the right tree, in the middle of the old forest, you are once again not surprised. You spend a lot of time walking around it, trying to visualize the village that was no longer there. 

Where you think there should be a wall of Binna’s garden you find exactly that. The last few days torrential rains were flooding the Peninsula and there was a landslide not long before you came. 

As you hurry back to the little village you came from, you see a blue alpine swallowtail on one of the trees.

* The museum keeper is feverish when you bring them back to the Holy Tree. They barely contain their excitement when you walk them through what you know. You can’t say how you know and the extent of what you know - but the limited version is also enough to blow their mind.

You don’t have the knowledge and skills needed in the excavation project, but you are credited with the find. It’s nothing big, but the resulting article is enough to have worried Minji back on your case.

You don’t know how to explain and for the first time in a very long time even a joke about using your heart and your knowledge to find your destined old soul doesn’t get her off your back. Which is only a testament of how good of a friend Minji is.

Nonetheless, it takes the whole garden wall to be excavated before you dream of Binna.

You dream of a girl that led a simple life. You dream of a girl that saw her duty in marriage. You dream of a girl that chose death above slavery.

*

The old soul you should be searching for is Kim Shin. 

You feel like that realization comes to you suddenly, but truth be told it was creeping up on you. You’d be lying if you said you knew from the very beginning, but the moment when you utter a soft oh is not earth-shattering. It’s like a lost piece finally sliding back into its place. 

The lives that came before you also seem to be pieces of a puzzle you are trying to solve, but it’s answer is you. The more memories you unlock the fuller of a person you feel. Livelier. 

And you don’t want to go back to being moderate. You want to know how far you can go, how much you can learn, how many of your previous lives you can find, how many you can thoroughly research and make your own once more.

So instead of focusing on Kim Shin himself - you search for your lives.

*

In Poland you find yourself in a cemetery. You need a translator to speak with a really old grandma that used to cut the hair of North Korean orphans. She describes how the children would push their heads into her hand silently asking for a little bit of warmth. Your body is not buried here, you drowned in the Yalu River. But you recognise names of the children that were put to rest here. You ask grandma through a translator about yourself - the past one. The woman looks at you and pats your hand.

“Was she family? Such a sweet child, she looked a lot like you,” you hear from the translator and you smile. You don’t have a heart to say that all of them looked similar to grandma’s foreign eyes.

That’s one of the lives that didn’t meet Kim Shin.

*

You know how to play gayageum. It’s mind boggling. 

The first time you get your hands on one, your inner courtesan comes to the surface to deliver one of the most amazing, the most skilled performances of your life. The guide in the music museum stares at you in silent awe, just to ask you how long you studied before you reached this level of skill.

You say your whole life.

There is something about Chunwoo’s story that haunts you. It’s a tragic one, not that many of your lives weren’t tragic, but you have a feeling that there was a chance of a happier ending. A better choice at least. 

Once again the museum keeper helps you advance your research. Thankfully Joseon records are one of the most detailed in the world. You first find the Minister that wanted you. Then you find Kim Shin. You are able to find the record of him passing gwageo, the national exam. You are able to track every promotion and even through ages old records you can feel how promising of an official he was. And there you found it. A decree taking Chunwoo out of the register, a present to a faithful subject - Kim Shin. 

It was Kim Shin that freed you. And you, in your fear and depression, killed yourself.

You scoured the records for his name. He took the exam eight times. Eight times he placed first. He went through all the ministries, he tried every role, fulfilled every position. And it’s the first time you find Kim Shin endearingly human. Given the time and knowledge he must have, it’s so human of him to go through every possible storyline. Like a game. Especially since you have a lot of memories of marriages that you didn’t want and early deaths from that period of time. 

You also think about the toll it must have taken on him. Eons of solitude rarely broken by an unwilling, not-remembering soul. 

*

Seodaemun prison breaks you. You sit, crying, in front of the entrance while a guard tries to cheer you up. You know you need to go inside to be fulfilled, but it’s so hard - it’s like you are back in middle school, terrified of being awake.

You call for Minji. 

Her jaw is set and eyes are hard, but she says nothing as you buy tickets to the museum. You retch in the basement, where they tortured you. You lean against the brick wall focused on your hand on the surface. A hundred years ago the same hand was nail-less. Courtesy of the beasts that walked those walls.

In a prison hall you find your cell. It’s the only one you can’t walk in, as there is a little shrine to the girl you then were. When Minji comments how small the cells are you absentmindedly say that you were small enough to lay in one, although most men couldn’t.

Thankfully, Minji keeps quiet after that. 

She goes with you to visit your grave. You are still regarded as a hero that fought for independence. You were just a girl, doing what you felt was right. 

*

In Busan you visit the museum of Japanese mobilization. 

While Seodaemun broke you, this museum enraged you. As a comfort woman you were the same age as the student of Ehwa. You were violated in the worst way possible and it’s another life where you yourself ended it. But at least this time you got your revenge. You yourself castrated the worst of your tormentors.

You remember his name. With a morbid curiosity you research what happened to him. He didn’t live long enough to suffer long term consequences. He was murdered on the way back to Japan and found with his own balls stuffed into his mouth.

Somehow you are ok with that.

*

Your book is as much of a hit as might have been expected. So it’s not much of a hit. They end up in museum gift stores, but you are ok with that.

You dedicate it to your curator friend, and Minji, and all the Kim Shins that caught your eye during your research. It’s a book dedicated to women, but a Kim Shin was never far. 

You are invited as a speaker to a conference. That’s surprising. Your book, although with proper references, wasn’t peer reviewed. You wanted it to be a light reading, easily digestible for readers. All to promote women history studies.

The panel is nice, but weirdly frustrating. You are regarded as a lesser specialist, even though the information that other panelists share is wrong. Which you know for a fact, but cannot easily explain. Not all is wrong, but enough to bother you.

“Excuse me,” the voice is tentative and at first you are not sure you even heard it. “I loved your book, could you sign it for me?”

“Oh, of course,” you answer, turning around, suddenly giddy. That’s a first!

And there he is. Hair short, but long enough for soft locks to fall on his forehead. Modern clothes, your book in his hand. The last time you saw him, you begged him to ensure that you’d be buried with your flag.

Your heart skips a beat. He looks handsome. He is handsome, so dashingly handsome.

You take the book and the offered pen. Your thoughts are racing as you try to find appropriate words.

To Goblin, Thank you for your hard work. With love, Your future wife.

He takes the book back, he slowly reads it. And just as slowly he raises it to his face and he hides behind it as the first sob shakes his body. And it breaks your heart.

You don’t hesitate and you hug him in the corridor of the exhibition center you are in. He hugs you back, engulfing you in his embrace. He is so much bigger than you that his sobs are shaking you as well. His face is now hidden in your neck, tears falling on your shoulder. 

He might be crying, but after the first shock - your heart is expanding.

*

On your side, there is no awkwardness. No hesitation. No doubts. 

You know him. You’ve known him for ages, and you loved him since the first time you laid your eyes on him, but when you were only children. 

He is more reserved. He is used to courting you in a proper way, when time and space and conservative cultural norms are a must to a successful relationship. You are the one to initiate every step of the way, and Shin, seems to be flustered with your forwardness. He never tells you that but you can see that in the way his neck flushes and his ears redden.

“Shin, you do realize we’ve already slept together?” You ask when he jumps back embarrassed when you kiss his cheek on the busy street. Your answer is an intensive blush that spreads on his face. Adorable. 

“That was different, my lady,” he mutters and you only smile broader.

“Was it? I definitely wasn’t a lady back then,” you rebuke mischievously and your boyfriend looks away, once again flustered. You grab his hand and drag him down the street, happy with life.

One of the hardest things you have to do is reassure him. So many times he came close enough. So many times you slipped through his fingers. And you reassure him constantly. With your words, with your eyes, your hands, your mouth. And you love every second.

You don’t count days and weeks and months, because you are just happy to spend your time with Shin. It’s easy to do, when your partner is rich. Very rich. Old money rich. Fifteen hundred years old money rich.

On the other hand as your relationship progresses Shin starts getting more stubborn in the ways he wants to progress. He was raised in the times when sex comes after the marriage. You were raised then as well, but you were also raised in the modern times. 

French kisses were few and far between, Kim Shin stopping you every time with hands on your shoulders and forehead against yours, expression pained. You want to tease him, say that you know he wants it. But that’s not a solution.

You introduce him to your parents. Another set of your parents, that is. He charms the socks of them, which is the least you expected. He charms the socks of your friends as well, all of them asking if he was the old soul. You confirmed.

You go back to the shaman that gave you the first push and neither you, nor them, nor Kim Shin say anything as you push your dates and hours of birth written on provided pieces of paper with birth years noted as being from the 6th century. It takes longer than usual to find your auspicious day, but you are sure that the shaman will manage. They have to count many generations back and Kim Shin helpfully supplies charts from back then. That book should be a national treasure.

Later you ask him if he kept it just for this moment.

He nods and the love for this man warms you up. He protected charts of stars for fifteen hundred years to make sure you’ll be able to choose a right date for your wedding.

You go through what is now called a traditional Korean wedding. It’s not traditional but it’s the closest ceremony you get to what would have happened in Shilla. Shin confides in you that he is not a fan of Joseon-style wedding ceremonies but even that is better than the western one.

The whole ceremony you wait for it to appear. The sword. The one that he is supposed to have buried in his chest.

The steps, rites come and go, and you see no change in Kim Shin’s appearance.

And that’s when you start to panic.

***

Kim Shin led a simple life. A life without worries and death and disappointments. He bought a house in Kangwon, deep in the forest. He read, he wrote, he painted, he trained. He barely left his house dead set on not searching for her.

He set up a few subscription services with books and after forty years of collecting, his library was enormous. He knew that someone might have compared it to the story that came from the west, the Beauty and the Beast, but he was sure his library wouldn’t tempt her. 

But he still missed her. He missed her so much.

He knew that his last actions “in the field” helped his people to end the dictatorship. For the first time in the history, they had a working democracy, women were slowly getting their position back.

Life was good.

The bettering situation of women on the peninsula meant that more books about them and about their struggles appeared on the market. There were better and worse productions, but he read them all.

With her book, he skipped the dedications. He never read them, he didn’t feel the need, didn’t know what the point was. But as he started reading the book itself, it took him one page before he knew. It was an autobiography of all her lives. Every single one of them, even those he never got a chance to meet. He read it over and over again biting his tongue not to curse the Divine. One more time it gave her the memories. 

When he finally read the dedication page he knew that he needed to find her. She was calling for him, not for the Goblin, but for him, Kim Shin.

And suddenly luck was on his side. Like it never was. He attended her panel, listened to her words, listened to her being talked over. That was the same woman that he fell in love with, but conditioned to be silent. Generations of patriarchy stifled the Queen in her.

For the first time in his journey, he was truly hesitant to go to her.

She recognized him instantly, his welcome was never that warm and sincere. It was the first time in centuries that she hugged him. The Queen, the one and only, hugged him. And held him as he cried.

She was different. More open. More forward. Less reserved. It made him frustrated a lot, but at the same so incredibly loved. Every moment, every second spent with her was immensely fulfilling and yet, at every step he was afraid. Of losing her and going through the circle once again.

The whole wedding ceremony felt like a dream, felt unreal. Every time Kim Shin closed his eyes, he feared that it would all disappear when he opened them. She was grounding him, full of giddy excitement. Her soul was as old as his, and yet she was fresher. Livelier. 

And he allowed himself to hope, to believe that she was finally becoming his.

She broke as soon as they were left alone. 

“I can’t see it! Shin, I can’t see it!” She wailed and he stifled the pleasant tingle he felt every time she called his name. It felt new every time it happened.

“What, my love?” He asked, delicately, delighted he was finally free to call her that. She was his love, the one and only, for years - and now she was finally his.

“The sword, there was supposed to be a sword,” she choked out and Kim Shin exhaled suddenly remembering about the thing stuck in his chest. It was ages since he last thought about it and now, brought back to his mind once more it hurt more than he was accustomed to.

He laid his hand on her face and she immediately leaned into the touch.

“Did we do something wrong?”

He felt her tears on his hand. He should have hurried to reassure her, but it warmed him up to see her so distraught about his welfare.

“No, my love. We didn’t. It’s just, we have yet to finish,” Kim Shin said delicately coercing her to look up. She seemed confused but her husband was sure she’d understand in due time and he bent down to kiss her, her soft lips tasting of salt.

***

You allow yourself to be calmed down by his kiss. He deepens it, and it’s even more welcome, so rarely you get to kiss him like that. You throw your arms on his neck, to keep him close - even though it has never worked. This time, he doesn’t stop. It makes you hot, it makes you want.

You want to be as close to him as possible instinctively pushing yourself against him - and for once Kim Shin doesn’t oppose. Is he tired or is he finally allowed to hold you, now that you are his wife.

His wife. 

It has a good ring to it. A very good ring. An amazing ring, even.

Shin pushes back against you and you feel his arousal through the clothes. You moan in the back of your throat and he echoes the sound. He pushes you harder, making you walk backwards and you trust him to lead you safely through the rooms. He does, breaking the kiss to pepper kisses all over your face, clever fingers working to undress you.

You are quite eager to help. You realize that there is nothing stopping you, finally. The needs of your old soul husband are met and you can finally have sex.

Which sinks in as you fall on the mattress. It’s not your first time together, Chunwoo had the first taste, but you can’t wait to loving him again.

You are already half naked and you make short work of the rest of your clothes as he undresses himself as well.

That body. The body of a warrior that’s finally within your reach. You ask for him with open arms and an eager heart. His naked body covers you, weight pushing you deeper into the mattress. His cock is already flushed with his desire, mirroring your own. 

He reacquaints himself with your body with his mouth, teeth and fingers. No expanse is spared. No expanse is loved less. By the time he kisses your hipbone you are more than ready to proceed. You ask him to come back up with little mewls and curious fingers and he grants your wishes as he always did. 

You kiss him as he delivers the first thrust. By the time you lose the count you can no longer kiss him. Your voice catches in your throat and you can only hold him close with your arms and with your legs and with your loyal heart.

If it went on forever it still wouldn’t be enough. You push his damp hair off his face as your own forehead is covered in sweat. His breaths are heavy and labored fanning the skin of your shoulder and it sets your nerves ablaze. The way covers roll up under your back, the way your muscles cramp, the way he fits between your arms and knees - it’s all too much and yet not enough.

Your orgasm comes suddenly, having crept on you rather sneakily - and helps you through it, keeping his pace and seeking his own release. It comes with a prolonged moan, one that you’ll have on repeat for many nights to come. It chisels itself into soft tissue of your brain, along with a wet from sweat face and dark with arousal eyes. 

You lost fifteen hundred years not doing that with him and it hurts. Had the laws of your country been different your story might have been easier. 

He rolls off you, onto his back, breathing heavily.

And there it is. The sword. The famed sword buried up to the hilt in Kim Shin’s chest. The wound looks fresh, fresh enough that blood didn’t have time to flow. You bring what strength you have left and roll onto him. 

Even though you feel a spike of arousal as his hands grab your hips, it’s not what you are thinking about. 

Kim Shin is flushed, looking at you and your body with potent interest. You wet your lips, suddenly parched.

“Why didn’t you kill the evil?” You ask the one question that haunted you all this time. You hold his gaze steady, not giving him the chance to look away.

“I hesitated when he brought out my father,” he says simply. He seems to have come to terms with that fact long ago. “I squandered the chance you gave me.”

“You did,” you agree, not finding regret or disappointment in yourself. You don’t blame him, even if once you did, you no longer do. You just want to be with him and love him till the end of time. “Are you ready?”

Even as you ask your hands are already on the hilt. His bigger hands cover yours as he nods, eyes red.

It goes easier than you thought it would. You yank at it with all your might and it would have gone with the barest pull. You lose your balance falling back as the sword falls flat on your body and Kim Shin's chest explodes with thousands of blue alpine swallowtails. 

***

Blue butterflies filled the room as Kim Shin seized in pain. He heard her voice calling for him, felt her crawl over him, felt her fingers on his face, lips on his mouth. 

As the pain subdued he was left free. Of pain. Of guilt. Of goblin duties. He was finally free.

He didn’t know whether he was still immortal. He didn’t know what the Divine had in store for them. But Kim Shin knew that whatever happened he’d find her again, and she’d look for him once more. Whether it was their last life or whether they’d be reborn again - Kim Shin was sure.

The Divine would never keep them apart again.

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secret love

pairing - gong yoo x reader

genre - fluff

request - ‘could you write a scenario with actor Gong Yoo, where they playing friends in drama together and they start to fall for each other in real life but he is afraid of confessing because she is a lot younger than him but is legal adult?’

‘Would you like to go for a coffee with me?’ he smiled shyly, walking along beside you. 

He was so adorable, you thought to yourself, blushing to the roots of your hair. Whenever you were around him you were so happy you could explode, the fluttering feeling you got at the bottom of your stomach, the moment of dizziness you felt whenever he walked into the room... there was no denying it. You were in love. Goodness, you could walk beside him, staring at that beautiful face all day lo-

‘CUT!’

You jumped, startled. His call pulled you out of the dream world you were in and reminded you where you actually were!

‘PD-nim, I’m so sorry,’ you bowed apologetically. There was a loud groan from the surrounding cast and crew as they yet again had to start from the beginning. 

You felt your face turn pink in embarrassment. It was the first time you were starring in a drama and you were already messing it all up. It was the second time that day you had gotten lost in your thoughts and made the director unhappy.

‘Y/N, I hired you on the basis you’ve starred in so many films and I’ve heard nothing but praise from the cast and crew, but seriously! What is wrong with you today,’ PD groaned, walking away with his assistant to review what could be salvaged from the ruined shot. 

You must have looked truly crestfallen because just then, you felt a hand on your shoulder. 

‘Are you ok?’ 

You blushed as you recognized the voice. 

‘Y- Yeah!’ you said to him, stammering out your response. 

Gong Yoo gave you a warm smile as he continued what he was saying, ‘Don’t mind PD nim, he gets flustered sometimes. I thought you were great!’

You felt yourself turn pink, and you were just about to reply when you both heard the director call out your names.

‘Well, I guess I’ll talk to you later then!’ he smiled. A warm smile. And you just felt like your heart was going to burst. 

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‘What am I supposed to do damn it!’ he said, pulling at his hair. They had been having the conversation for almost an hour and still hadn’t reached a conclusion, and he was getting more and more frustrated. 

‘Listen, if you like her, you like her! What can you do?’ Taewook replied, he looked on at his friend in pity. It was one of those times when he was very glad he wasn’t an actor himself.

Gong Yoo was struggling. He’d never had a situation before when the girl he liked was so much younger than him. And at first, he had tried to ignore his feelings but when you’re around the person you like almost every day for two months, filming flirtatious scenes, avoidance is impossible. 

‘The press would have a field day, they’d say I was taking advantage of her or-or using my position as a higher up to -’

‘Stop being ridiculous! You like her for who she is, and she’s an adult who has a choice. To be honest, with your looks I wouldn’t be surprised if she likes you too,’ his friend groaned.

‘Oh my God, I didn’t even think of that!’

‘Yeah, so it will be fi-’

‘What if she DOESN’T like me!!’ Gong Yoo said, looking at him with a look of horror on his face.

‘Jesus Christ’

-------

‘I really like you!’ he stammered, flushing a deep red.

‘What?!’ you exclaimed in surprise, looking him in the eyes. 

‘I really do! I’ve liked you for a really long time! Each time you walk into a room, tell a joke, call out my name, it just makes me happy Y/n!’

‘CUT!’

The director stomped over to the both of you, it was the first time Gong Yoo had messed up his lines but the director still looked mildly frustrated. 

‘Y/n?!!, her name is Sana!’ he whined, ‘Come on guys, it’s the last episode and we’ve already been working on this drama for much longer than production wanted us to!’ he took a deep breath before carrying on, ‘We’re going to have to pack up anyway for today, but tomorrow is the LAST DAY!’

As he walked away, Gong Yoo came and stood next to you, ‘That sounded like a warning!’

‘Yeah,’ you replied, and then you remembered the reason why you were stopped in the first place. 

‘How come you said my name instead?’

Actors like Gong Yoo rarely messed up the names of the characters, he was a brilliant method actor and didn’t usually come out of character for any old reason. He had also diverted from the original script, and whilst his words sounded a bit more real, sticking to the script for scenes like this one would have probably been for the best. 

‘I - I didn’t know what to say, I forgot my lines,’ he stammered yet again. 

‘Woah, I’m not accusing you, I simply wondered why!’ you said, surprised at his sudden nervousness. 

‘Of course, it won’t happen next time!’ he smiled back at you warmly. 

It made your heartache. 

--------

‘What should I do?!’ you whined to your friend, Soyeon. She had been attempting to give you advice on your troubled heart, but she was probably the last person she should have asked, judging by the advice spouting out of her mouth. 

‘Like we discussed, like do a grand gesture or something!’ your friend pouted, growing increasingly frustrated at your indecisiveness. 

‘No! I don’t want to put him in an awkward position, especially if he doesn’t like me back, which is probably going to be the case,’ you frowned, dejected. 

Your friend huffed as she walked over and put her arm around you. 

‘He would be a fool if he didn’t want you, stop thinking that, stop thinking about him!’

You smiled at her manner but found yourself detached from the situation, gazing out into the distance.

Stop thinking about him?

If only you could. 

------

The drama had come to an end. It had been three months of hard work from the cast and crew, and as a reward, the production company had sent all of you on a rewarding holiday. The ratings started at 4%-5% however, by just the sixth episode, they had soared to 20%. It had become a hit in a matter of weeks, topping all the buzzworthy lists. And it gave you some relief. At least all that work was actually worth something. 

‘It’s finally done,’ you heard a voice behind you say. 

Turning around, you saw Gong Yoo, and in his hands were two glasses of champagne. You felt yourself bubble up with excitement inside. You wondered what he wanted to say to you. 

‘Hey, Y/n...’

You felt your palms begin to sweat. Sweet Jesus, how could a guy make you feel like this. Pull yourself together, you told your over erratic mind. 

‘Listen, I’ve been wanting to say something to you for a while....’ Gong Yoo began. 

‘No, I can’t - listen, I can’t hold this in any longer but I LIKE YOU, like REALLY REALLY LIKE LIKE YOU, and I have since forever and I couldn’t tell you because I thought you would think its stupid, and it is but I had to tell you, I need you to know how I feel -, hey! Why are you laughing?’ you exclaimed, catching your breath after your sudden outburst.

‘I’m laughing because I wanted to say the exact same thing..’ he smiled. 

‘Wait- WHAT?’

‘Listen Y/n, I’ve been wanting to tell you this a long time, but, honestly, I haven't had the guts to do it. All I could think about was the downsides of it all.’ he stated, looking on at you with borderline regret. Regret that he didn’t tell you sooner. Regret that he couldn’t have found out that you felt the same way, sooner. 

You didn’t even know what to say. You had been waiting for this moment for months but now that it had finally arrived, you were speechless. 

‘I - I love you’

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[pttucker]

Samyeongdang's message rang loudly in my head but he didn't think of a good way to resolve it. The third scenario lasted exactly one week. Maybe Yoo Joonghyuk was planning to gain some other advantage during the third scenario. Of course, I couldn't let it go. I couldn't let it go… [The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' is wondering what you are thinking.] "That jerk Yoo Joonghyuk." [The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' is satisfied.] [100 coins have been sponsored.] In fact, the problem in front of me wasn't Yoo Joonghyuk but Gong Pildu. In order to break through the third scenario, Gong Pildu's help was absolutely necessary. If I couldn't get his help…

Lmaoooooo

Just insult YJH out loud and then go right back to plotting.

Profit!

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***Drunk Texts

Gong Yoo

Request:  Hey, can i request drunken texts with gong yoo? Thank you 💜

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