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Norman F*cking Rockwell Tour❤️‍🔥
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જ⁀➴ jeong yunho x fem!reader (ft. san)
❝love, as you knew it, began and ended with yunho. ❞
wc; 2.7k
cw; angst, infidelity, unhealthy relationship, crying, insecurity, slightest bit suggestive towards the end
🎧 norman fucking rockwell, pretty when you cry, national anthem, cinnamon girl, shades of cool by ldr
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Jeong Yunho was a dream.
You often wondered, especially in the beginning, how you could ever be so lucky. Thought, why in the world had he noticed you in a room full of people with so many others much closer to him in status. Although three years ago, he wasn't quite yet the household name he has become now. But from the moment you meet him, you knew. What Yunho could be - what he would be someday.
From dating around in the city, your qualifications for a decent partner became more vague with each dead end, nothing-more-than-a-nice-dinner date. Don't be a complete jerk, was the only remaining requirement on your list when you first met Yunho. Perhaps made to be the slightest bit of a cynic by then because of so many bad experiences, you didn't so much as swoon when he directed his truly angelic smile at you. Complimenting your appearance only after he greeted you with a kiss on the back of your hand.
Stereotypical and overly chivalrous as he was, you didn't buy it. And you wouldn't have admitted it then, probably not even now - that the effect, still, was immediate.
You knew then you shouldn't get your hopes up. Yunho was still up and coming in the industry, but working as a writer had showed you just how little experience had to do with how any and every actor could walk around like the world owed them just by existing. But what was one more possible bad date story to tell San over a brunch debrief the morning after? What have you really to lose?
So when Yunho asks you once the party ends if you're free for lunch the next day, of course you say yes. Never would you have anticipated how quickly he could crumble your walls to dust and worm his way through your rib cage into hold such a vice grip on your heart. Maybe it was always supposed to happen that way, as you can't imagine falling any differently with Yunho on the other side of it.
Everyone he meets always falls a little in love by the end of the conversation, you were sure of it. So, in a way, there wasn't ever a timeline in which you didn't end up completely in love with Yunho. You were just fortunate enough to be living in the one where somehow, he did, too.
When you think of Yunho, you think of the sun. Fireworks lighting up the sky after it sets along the horizon and the summer breeze rushing past while you still feel warm to the touch. It's the little things, too. His hand on the small of your back when crossing the street. His insistence on opening every door you ever walk through. How he waits to pick up his own fork until you to take the first bite at dinner. The blinding smile that takes over his face after finding you in a crowd across the room.
When things had begun to change, you hadn't the slightest idea. Everything did, and yet nothing did, really. He still opened the car door for you, but no longer texted you random updates in between breaks for filming. He still swung your interlocked hands when you walked down the street, but now didn't ask to stop and take pictures together every few blocks. You still had date nights, however rare with his constantly packed schedules, but these days you spent most dinners at home like you had most nights as well. Alone.
You go to sleep and Yunho's not there, or wake up to him long gone - sometimes both. At one point he would leave cute little notes on your nightstand, apologizing for having to rush out and detailing his plans for the day, but even those had eventually stopped.
You don't talk about it. You can't, not really. Not when he goes about life as normal. Smiling at you gently on those hard to come by mornings you do have together, your coffee waiting for you on the counter, made just the way you like it. How can you say anything is wrong when he looks so happy to finally be able to share a meal with you, going on about the outtakes behind his latest drama, questioning you with the stars in his eyes about your recent works right after?
There's never a right time to admit you're hurting. Especially not when it appears you are the only one feeling this way.
"You're thinking too loud," Yunho grumbles from behind you, voice laced with sleep. He lazily throws his arm over your middle to pull you close.
At times you could almost forget you're still sharing the same bed. Even with your lover pressed against your back, it feels as though you really couldn't be further apart.
"Sorry," you mumble back. "Did I wake you?"
You feel his hair brush against your neck as he presumably shakes his head. His lips press against your bare shoulder. Not quite kissing, just resting them there.
"Want to talk about it?"
Your instinct is to say no, brush it off like you often do. Like when Yunho catches your dazed look drifting away from the conversation, or the brief lull that follows from cutting yourself off right when you are about to ask. The situation never seems right for it, and you're beginning to realize there likely won't ever be a good time if you don't just speak up now.
"I miss you," you start. Too vague, you realize, so you continue. "It's like we're always just missing each other, I guess. Going through the motions, but not together. It doesn't even feel like we're living in the same house anymore."
Yunho hums against your skin. You assume it's an encouragement to keep going, but you have nothing more to say. The pressure of those words lifted such weight off your chest that it seems like saying anything more about how you've felt recently would be too much, and you'd flounder.
"I'll be better," he promises. He makes a lot of those lately. You still believe them every time. "Filming finishes soon, and then I'll be all yours."
You should say something else, but what? You are both well aware that once filming ceases for his drama he goes straight into preparations for his next movie. And once the final episode for his current project airs in the coming weeks, there will be even more offers pouring in. For movies and shows and the likes. Everyone wants a piece of Jeong Yunho these days. You're not the only one.
Yunho adjusts his hold on you, not letting up as he moves to lay back down. It won't be long before he falls asleep again. You can only hope exhaustion will catch up to you eventually, before the burning behind your eyes finally form the tears you've been denying for what feels like forever now.
You think back to a comment San had made the last time you too had hung out. Some time has past since that cloudy morning you saw your best friend last, when he softly spoke words that would unknowingly stick with you for the weeks to come. He likely believed you hadn't even heard him over the hard rainfall against the café windows, but you did. Once you realized the cracks in your heart hadn’t yet filled, you wished you hadn’t.
"If things seem too good to be true, they probably are."
As he was with most things, San was right.
He had never liked Yunho, not from the very second San had met him at the very first group hangout he ever came to. San was polite at least, if not overly formally in a way that was telling to only you. As for why - he couldn't really explain it himself.
"It's just this feeling I get around him. I don't like it."
San's gut instincts were never wrong. And while you were already nothing short of completely enamored by Jeong Yunho, you weren't in too deep. Yet. It wasn't too late pull back, but San hadn't asked that of you. Wouldn't, either, without impeccably good reason.
Rather, he pulled back. Often missing outings with your other friends when he knew Yunho would be there. You saw less and less of him the more you and Yunho's lives became intertwined. It made you feel awful, but San insisted it was a him thing.
Being completely caught up in Yunho's web led you to accepting that fact much faster than you probably should have.
On the rare occasions you do hang out, one on one, no Yunho in sight - you never talk about him. Until one day, San's curiosity seemingly gets the better of him.
"How have you and lover boy been?" He would ask. And he always did, avoided saying Yunho's name like the plague.
"Don't ask questions you don't care about the answers to."
You can't pretend it doesn't hurt. Not having your boyfriend and closest friend get along is one thing, but San's seemingly unfounded detestation for Yunho is something else all together.
"I do care about you," he mumbles, continuously fiddling with his cup of iced coffee. He's done more passing it back and forth between his hands than ever drinking from it.
Your silence is all that answers him. There's not much you can say, when nothing is out right wrong, anyway. You don't trust yourself to not break down, either. Because saying it out loud will make it real.
San sighs, "I'm sorry for not spending much time with you these days." He finally takes a sip from his drink, no doubt long since watered down now from going untouched this whole time. "I try not to step in your time together, either. I know how hard it probably is to come by lately. He’s all over the place.”
There was a point in time, not even too long ago, that you would've told San everything. You find yourself fighting the very urge to now, to tell San that those days were more rare than he would believe. That you're beginning to doubt everything about yourself and your relationship. And that it seems like you are the only one bothered by it all.
Maybe you're also scared of proving San right, of hearing him say 'I told you so'. You're entirely too afraid to admit that you know something is going on and all the insecurities you had in the beginning of your relationship have come back a tenfold. San surely wouldn't leave you alone then, if he knew just the kind of downward spiral you were heading towards, being stuck in your own mind all the time.
So you bite your tongue, and reassure him that there's nothing to apologize for.
You don't anticipate ever opening up to San about the problems you're facing regarding Yunho. But one minute, you're sat alone at a table meant for two, hours after the time your reservation was made for. Then the next you're standing at San's apartment door, drenched from the pouring rain outside.
You barely remember the ride here or why you thought coming to San was the best first choice of action. Knocking before you can even stop yourself, and barley given the time to consider running away when San opens the door.
You meet his worried eyes, and the first brick of your carefully crafted walls fall.
You still haven't cried. Not even after you're sat on the couch with San, dressed in dry clothes, freshly made cup of coffee in hand. It's going cold and you haven't even taken a sip. Can't. It's not the way Yunho makes it.
San doesn't ask. Doesn't really have to, but he's always been the curious type, so you know he's only holding out for you. Which is why you start talking and don't stop.
A hand on your back, soft spoken reassurances in between your brief pauses for air. Even when you go quiet for extended periods of time San never says 'I told you so'.
Instead, "You don't deserve this."
You want to believe San. He was right about Yunho after all. But San could've never accounted for how hard you’d fall - how your heart would bend and mold to make a perfect Yunho shaped place in your chest, a spot only he could ever fill.
You hadn't know love before Yunho. Not like this. This feeling like if he ever stopped loving you, you'd be left afloat in the middle of an ocean’s storm, simply praying for the sun to come out again. Every fulfilling breath you could take now, not filled with salt water, is only because he loves you too.
It's almost comical. Cheesy enough to have been a moment pulled straight from one of Yunho's many drama scripts; the white button down in your hand, and the burgundy lipstick stain on it's collar.
For a reason you can't explain you just know this isn't a one off, possibly drunken after party mistake. It doesn't help that Yunho doesn't even jump to fill the silence with carefully crafted defenses of himself, only standing in the doorway to your bedroom with wide eyes, noting your every expression. You hope you don't look as defeated as you feel, but with how Yunho is walking towards you with slow steps while you remain entirely unmoving, you already know you've lost.
"Do you love her?"
There's no point in pretending anymore. The truth is out, and it hurts more than you ever thought it could. The prickly feeling of thorns that have been growing around your heart for what feels like forever now suddenly morph into bigger, sharpened blades, stabbing deeper with seemingly every breath you take.
"I love you."
You're eyes burn like never before. You think if the tears start now, they may never stop.
"Do you love her?"
The slightest pause, and then a baited breath.
"I love you more."
It's not enough, you want to shout. You want to do anything but sit there in silence, as Yunho's hands find purchase on your waist. You want to push him away when he starts pressing kisses on your cheek and then down to your neck. You don't want to love Yunho, not anymore.
But the love you feel won't go away overnight. It doesn't go away even now, with his indirect admission of not only infidelity, but deep affection for another. You were foolish to ever believe love was a word that could only ever exist between the two of you.
You briefly wonder, does he hold her chin when he kisses her, too? Does he buy her flowers? Does he send her silly pictures of himself during costume changes? Does he trace shapes on her back while they cuddle? God, does he talk about the future with her? All light eyes and giddy smiles, thrilled by the prospect of simpler days. With a wrap around porch and a dog and a garden?
The first tear falls, and Yunho is quick to wipe it away with the pad of his thumb. His hands are all over you, so gently, as if a more lingering touch will lead you to break. You don't believe it will make a difference.
No, it only makes it worse. How quickly you melt into his embrace, clinging onto his shoulders like your life depends on it. In someways it does - because even if you can't have all of Yunho, any bit of him will suffice. You need the breath of fresh summer air he brings, not the salt water.
Like that of an addict finally getting their fix. His words are the only drug you could ever need. They keep you going if only for a little while, and when you start to fall all you need is the slightest taste - and you're reminded once more of what you could've been missing.
Jeong Yunho was always meant for great things. The world cannot contain him any better than love can. He has always been too good to be true.
"Let me love you," he begs. And you do.
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ikeasupremacy · 1 year
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Hiii I love your blog! What music do you think Lockwood and Co listens to at Portland Row?
oh my days hello! thank you so much, this is such a good ask! i feel like, if spotify is around during the problem, they have a group spotify account for sure! but i definitely have a lot of thoughts about their personal music tastes :)
(everything mentioned has the spotify link attached!)
lucy is probably a fan of artists like lizzy mcalpine, phoebe bridgers, taylor swift, olivia rodrigo. sweet hibiscus tea (post by my mutual that i adore) is such a lucy song, as well as iris by the goo goo dolls! her favourite taylor swift album is speak now all the way, and maybe midnights too! when she first met holly she made an angry girl feminine rage playlist about her with all sorts of feral taylor/olivia rodrigo music. she's the kind to listen to pop rock music on full volume in her room screaming every word of it and i am so here for it :D
george would listen to conan gray for sure! he also listens to lizzy mcalpine but he's more of a mitski, arctic monkeys, rex orange county type of listener. kid krow is one of his most loved albums, and his favourite taylor swift album is red! i also feel like he would listen to classical music sometimes, especially george cubbins! piano hits the sweet spot, and he plays it in his earphones while he's at the archives on a case / reading comics while curled up with tea. (RAAHHHH i can imagine it so well somebody write a fic)
lockwood definitely bullies george for listening to classical music, but theres a hc floating around tumblr that he plays piano -> he probably plays a few of george's favourite pieces for him! but as for music taste? he listens to taylor swift (for sure). he claims his fav album is reputation but it's actually 1989. he listens to lana del rey and his favourite album is norman f*cking rockwell or ultraviolence, and he probably dabbles around with the weeknd and older drake music! i feel like he also listens to coldplay!! he probably has a subtly named playlist with songs that remind him of lucy (first song on there is lucy lucy by betcha)! during the famous grocery store incident lore, a shitpost involving a lot of locklyle, one of the many hcs is that he played his lucy playlist instead of the group one time and was just like 😳
the skull probably asks lucy to play peaches by jack black just to see lockwood dramatically leap to the piano and sing along "soulfully" to it, saying lucy instead of peach every time LOL (he is belting awfully and hitting all the wrong notes and it is pissing EVERYONE off)
but as for a group playlist, just a blend of all their music tastes really. a lot of taylor swift, and they would listen to the radio often! (english people will know) they listen to radio 1's morning podcast with greg james while doing up breakfast!
idk that image is so nice to me, quiet mornings at 35 portland row with the radio on, humming to a random song. music is literally integral to so many things imo, and i love the idea that l&co play a lot of it! thank you so much for the ask <3
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i know where you sleep by emilie autumn // norman f*cking rockwell by lana del rey // alphabet boy by melanie martinez
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blondedollette · 7 months
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Favorite Lana songs!!
~This is what makes us girls
~Diet Mountain Dew
~Lolita
~Brooklyn Baby
~Million Dollar man
~Ultraviolence
~Radio
~Norman F*cking Rockwell
~Cinnamon Girl
~Pepsi Cola
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wh01snickyy · 3 months
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In a Norman F*cking Rockwell kinda way
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always-andromeda · 2 years
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hey meda ✨ do you have specific songs that remind you of specific paul characters? 💖✨ norman f*cking rockwell always reminds me of calvin and hooded hawks reminds me of eli cause it mentions oil for example 🌛
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YES. I HAVE SO MANY. And omg same like the entire NFR album in general reminds me of Calvin?? I just gotta make a big fat list of all the ones I can think of off the top of my head lol
Joby (I have so many Joby songs lmao)
Bad Dream Baby by Hippo Campus
Sex Tape by Hippo Campus
Save Rock and Roll by Fall Out Boy
Waste of Time by Lostboycrow
Sunsetz by Cigarettes After Sex
Cry by Cigarettes After Sex
Louis
Alien Blues by Vundabar
She by Harry Styles
As It Was by Harry Styles
Calvin
Writer in the Dark by Lorde
Heavy by The Marías (saw an edit of Calvin using this song before I watched Ruby Sparks and it single-handedly turned me into a Calvin apologist before I even knew what he did lmao)
the entirety of NFR by Lana Del Rey lol
Klitz
Whatta Man by Salt-N-Pepa (sophia says it’s his song and now I only ever associate it with him lol)
Like a G6 by Far East Movement
Messages from the Stars by The RAH Band
Alex
Duvet by Boa
Amen by Amber Run
Crack Baby by Mitski
Eddie
Boogie Woogie Wu by ICP
Say Yes To Heaven by Lana Del Rey <3
lmao just gonna put a link to my Eddie playlist bc all of these songs remind me of him and I’m actually so proud of it:
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swiftful-thinking13 · 10 months
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Favorite Lana songs?
old money, lust for life, tomorrow never came, bel air, salvatore, video games, cinnamon girl, without you, radio, ride, arcadia, dark paradise, love, the next best american record, brooklyn baby, norman f*cking rockwell, off to the races, the greatest, sweet…and basically her entire discography
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frogswithfrogs · 8 months
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Rose (Mrs. Afton) in my Au
Tw for abuse mentions and ED mentions
She is polysexual, but she is in heavy denial about the fact that she is sapphic or attracted to nonbinary people (it’s the 80s so she doesn’t know they exist, but still)
Divorces William in 1986
Had a borderline gay best friendship with Jen Emily back in high school, she doesn’t really talk to her now though
She treats Micheal like her son, even though she isn’t her mother
Super close with Evan
She is female rage
Supportive of Micheals relationship with Jeremy
Crush on Luli Emily (super big denial)
She would kin Audrey from little shop of horrors
Housewife girlboss
Very abusive relationship with William, he was incredibly verbally abusive and possessive of her. She literally had to ask him before she went to the store to get food.
She was aware that William was abusing her children, she did nothing about it out of fear. She regrets it and thinks that if she had done something they wouldn’t have died. This causes a strain in her and Micheals relationship
Norman F*cking Rockwell by Lana del Rey and Be the Cowboy by Mitski coded
Former Ballerina
William based Ballora on her. But not necessarily her, the version of her he met when they were younger. He basically gave her a ED because of that robot
Only found comfort at home when with her children or home alone
Loves baking, gardening and sewing
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youseeyourgypsy9 · 1 year
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Lana Del Rey: The Complete Discography
• Born To Die • Paradise • Ultraviolence • Honeymoon • Lust For Life • Norman f*cking Rockwell! • Chemtrails Over The Country Club • Blue Banisters • Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd •
- fan-made cover artwork I made for my playlist in Spotify:
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kurokrisps · 1 year
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What songs do you associate with your ocs?
May is pretty much my primary OC at the moment and my thoughts are plagued by her daily so ima just do hers.
May Davis (SDJ)
Marceline - Lil God Dan
Boot - Tamar-kali
Sweet November - SZA
DARK BEACH - PASTEL GHOST
Miss Negativity - Night Club
Minerva - Deftones
Do You Think I'm A Whore? - Kittie
Just Like You - Falling in Reverse
Sonne - Rammstein
Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare All) - Type O Negative
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And ima add songs I associate with her ships just bc.
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Jack x May
Gingerbread Man - Melanie Martinez
Always Forever - Cults
Me And My Husband - Mitski
Slipping Away - Angel J. Nelson
Stargirl Interlude - The Weeknd ft. Lana Del Rey
Dark Red - Steve Lacy
Don't You Want Me - The Human League
Using You - Mars Argo
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Ian x May
Norman F*cking Rockwell - Lana Del Rey
You're Not Here - Silent Hill OST/Akira Yamaoka
I don't smoke - Mitski
Highschool Sweethearts - Melanie Martinez
Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez
Sweet Jane - Cowboy Junkies
I Hate U - SZA
Boys Like You - Tanerelle
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Shaun x May
Bad Habits - Steve Lacy
Sure Thing - Miguel
Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood
Brooklyn Baby - Lana Del Rey
Unholy - Sam Smith ft. Kim Petras
505 - Arctic Monkeys
A New Kind of Love - Frou Frou
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tim-hoe-wan · 2 years
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Lots of white women should have followed Lana Del Rey’s direction, say you’re not a feminist and release masterpieces like Norman F*cking Rockwell so we can collectively mock you but still stream your shit for days.
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cherry-delrey · 2 years
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hi ♡ I'm a new lana fan who's just getting into her music but i don't know on what album to really begin, do you have any good song recommendations? Thanks xo.
It's hard for me because I love lana, so I would definitely recommend her complete discography. I particularly started with the album born to die, but I recommend the album blue banisters and norman f*cking rockwell!
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puedesllamarmecaos · 6 months
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•ABOUT MYSELF•
My name is Naiara, but you can call me Chaos. I think the best way to know me is knowing my tastes so…
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE A SINGER•
Taylor Swift & Lana Del Rey 🎸
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE AN ALBUM•
Folklore (TS) & Norman F*cking Rockwell (LDR) 🪩
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE A COLOR•
Red, of course 💋
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE A PLANT/FLOWER•
Roses 🥀
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE A SONG•
•IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE A SPORT•
Pole dance 👠
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