#someone pls tell me this isn't real romance

[miyseung]

𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃

summary: being part of a gang that murders isn't as badass and cool as those silly romance novels make it out to be. it involves questions, regrets and tough decisions, including ones related to your ex, jay.

genre: angst

includes: exes to (not so) lovers, inaccurate gang life pls bear with me i don't do illegal shit *sob*, murder, death, blood, curse words, guns, jay is mentioned as a nepo baby, mentions of (g)i-dle minnie and soyeon and le sserafim chaewon, quite some flashbacks, not that good ngl, not proofread, lmk if i missed anything

pairing: ex! gang member! jay x ex! gang member! fem! reader

word count: 2.7k

a/n: i apologize for 1. not updating 'diary entries filled with her' i've been busy writing this and i've been too drained to upload those :( i'll start with them again tomorrow and 2. if this isn't all that good idk why i wasted time writing this but oh well

“Y/N, your target is agent JJXNG. He’s an assassin like you who’s part of the team trying to track us down.” You focused on Minnie in front of you, the leader of the gang you were a part of. You were her most trusted assassin and the one she assigned the most difficult targets to. Sometimes, you didn’t understand what kept you in this job, but all your doubts would clear whenever you saw the stacks of cash as your monthly salary.

“JJXNG. How long has he been with the squad?”

“Two years. He’s a formidable force though — sneaky rat. He slips out from right under our noses.” “I see. Any specific date I should get him dead by?” “As soon as possible, honestly. I’ll tell Chaewon to set up a lead in one of our usual alleys.”

“What about alley 96?”

“Perfect. See, this is why I love you so much.”

She patted your shoulder, grinning a little. You chuckled, but it was weak. Seeing that, her face wore a look of concern.

“Are you okay with doing this though? I know you’re going through that break up…”

You shook your head.

“I’ll be fine. Can’t let emotions get in the way, right? Anyway, it’s not like this involves him.”

“I understand if not though. I’ll just ask Soyeon.”

“Seriously, I’ll do it.”

She tilted her head questioningly, and you nodded. She sighed before letting go of your shoulder.

“Alright then, I’ll call you once Chae is done. Take care of yourself until then, hm?”

“I will. Take care, Minnie.”

She smiled, and you reciprocated the gesture.

Upon reaching your apartment, you went into your room, looking for a change of clothes. Hands moving through your wardrobe, you froze as they landed on a certain hoodie.

Jay’s.

You must’ve mistaken it as one of your own when you were returning all his stuff. You ran your hands slowly over the fabric which was surprisingly still somewhat warm. He bought it in the USA, and it was rather expensive. You often stole it from him to the point where he just gave up and gifted it to you.

Unfolding it, you had an internal debate over whether you should wear it. In the end, you took off the clothes you were wearing and wore the hoodie and a pair of comfortable leggings. Why leave it to collect dust?

Soon, you were on your bed, lazing around as you scrolled on your Instagram feed. Your eyes were looking at posts, stories, and reels, but your brain processed nothing. 

Jay.

Homemade cooking.

As if on cue, your stomach grumbled.

You buried your face in your mattress, groaning. Hell, you missed the taste of his food, but worse — you missed him.

You were yet to reach the acceptance bit of the five stages of grief, and it was hindering all your thoughts. Looking back at your phone, you closed Instagram and opened your gallery.

A major part of getting over someone was deleting the more intimate pictures with and of them.

Fuck it, you didn’t.

How could you, when the man was way too fine to be real?

You were holding on to slivers of what you used to have, and you knew it was unhealthy, but who were you to care?

Scrolling through all the pictures, different memories played in your mind by a broken record. Smiley, hot, cute, straight from hell, meme-worthy, sculpted by Michelangelo, jawline sharp enough to cut through a watermelon, goofy, with a guitar — your photo album of him had all genres of Park Jongseong, even his darkest and deepest ones.

If everything was so perfect, what went wrong?

You reflected on your three-year relationship with him. Arguments were few and far between the two of you. You spent a lot of time with him, he spoiled you a lot (even though you told him not to), he treated you like a princess, and you reciprocated it as much as you could. Even with all your missions with the gang, everyone would call you both the perfect couple.

Your parents adored him — he was their ideal son-in-law — and you couldn’t help but smile as you remembered the shy look on his face as they explicitly told him that. His parents were friendly with you. Sure, they were a bit awkward and haughty, but you had seen worse.

All this got you wondering…

Where in the middle of this dreamy paradise did the devil find his home?

He wouldn’t have cheated. He was too good-hearted for that…or at least you hoped.

You did a little digging after you both ended things, but (un)fortunately you had no evidence to support your claim, and couldn’t have any justified hard feelings towards him.

You had the events of that day burned in your memory — the day when the safe little bubble you lived in burst.

He was at your place, and you both were watching a movie together. Usually, you’d be cuddling with him, but that day, it was like he was doing his best not to let even an inch of his skin come in contact with yours. It hurt your feelings, sure, but you just brushed it off as him being on his man period.

A scene appeared on the screen where the main character and her love interest were having a cheesy date, and you turned to look at Jay, expecting a comment about how your relationship with him was better or a lovesick smile, or his lips puckering out in an awkwardly endearing manner, or- or- anything other than a blank stare and a frown. He noticed your gaze and his jaw tensed.

“Y/N…this-this- you and I…”

He took a deep breath.

“I can’t do us anymore.”

Your eyes widened, and your mouth opened and closed like a fish. Your hand reached for his instinctively, but he drew it back, showing that he wasn’t joking. 

“But- why? What’s-What’s going wrong? It’s nothing we…we can’t fix, you know- I’m sorry if I did anything, I’ll-I’ll change my ways, just please don’t-”

“It’s not your fault, okay? I just- my work is getting more time-consuming nowadays, and I don’t want to end up neglecting you in the process, Y/N. You deserve someone better.”

“I don’t need anyone else, Jay! You’re more than enough, you’re my everything! I don’t care if you have to spend less time with me, I understand and I’ll manage-”

“No Y/N, trust me. Plus…”

He looked away nervously, eyes staring at the paused screen as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

“Plus…?” “My parents disapprove.”

Silence.

“Oh.”

You couldn’t say anything against that. You knew how much Jay loved his parents, and you would never want to come between them.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I wish it wasn’t like this.”

“That’s okay. I know- how they mean the world to you.”

“I’m not saying you don’t, but-”

“It’s fine, really.”

He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. “I wish you all the best in your future endeavors, Y/N. I’ll never forget you. I just can’t.”

“You too, Jay. Good luck with your work.”

And just like that, he left.

A month ago.

You wanted to scream. This was like the millionth time that you thought about that day.

You seriously had to get something better to do in your life. 

Suddenly, a call came on your phone. You looked at the ID, and as you expected, it was Minnie.

“Y/N? Hello.”

“Hey, Minnie. Something up?”

“They took the bait literally an hour after Chaewon set it up.”

There was a snicker of amusement from her end, and you grinned a little to yourself as well over how stupid the squad was.

“Damn, they’re confident.”

“I know! They didn’t even wait!”

“It’s dumb.”

“Mhm. Anyway, those bitches set up the meeting date as fuckin’ tomorrow. Wild, no?”

“Seriously? So soon? Kinda feeling bad for JJXNG, the poor guy most likely isn’t even prepared.”

“Fools, really. Deserved. You’re up for it, right?”

“Of course. Time?”

“11 p.m.”

“Alright, I’ll see you at the base at 10:30 p.m. tomorrow. That good?”

“That’s perfect. Alley 20, by the way.”

The alley was quiet, the streetlights providing just enough luminescence for you to notice the outline of a man slowly approaching you. You gripped the pistol in your hand tighter, setting your arm to the side so that the guy wouldn’t notice.

The soft but heavy sound of his footsteps was slightly muffled by the drizzle that left you a bit soaked. Drops of water trailed from your hair to your face, and you wiped them off with your free hand.

The man was now close enough to you. He wore a mask just like you did, but his was black with ‘JJXNG’ written on it in bold, red letters.

This guy was bloody stupid.

There was something familiar in his gaze, but you brushed it off as deja vu. He seemed to be sizing you up, so you did the same. You noticed that he had a gun too, so you moved yours further behind your back. Looking into his eyes, you saw that there was a bit of confusion swirling in them.

“Agent JJXNG? Hard to pronounce.”

You chuckled dryly, but his eyes widened.

“You’re…ENZ? Wait, but-”

Why…why was his voice so familiar? The guy had the same tone as…as someone who had been a vital part of your life until a month ago, and then became a permanent resident in your head.

“Y/N?”

You froze.

“How- How the fuck do you-”

The same surprise. The same shock. The same concern.

“Jongseong…?”

He lowered his mask at you saying his name, and you could see how his mouth was agape with shock. You did the same, although your lips were pursed together in a thin line. 

“I didn’t expect to be seeing you so soon.”

His hands fidgeted with his pistol, and you realized.

You were tasked to kill him.

He stood still for a moment, seemingly going through the same dilemma.

“So, Jongseong, this is the work that’s been so time-consuming, hm? Did your parents approve of this?”

He gritted his teeth, remembering how he said those things as a reason for breaking up with you.

“Look, Y/N-”

“I’m not about to get together with you right now.”

“I’m not that desperate.”

That hurt, and you had no idea why.

“Do you promise to never keep secrets from me, Jay?”

You held out your pinkie suddenly, catching him off guard. The poor boy was just trying to cook.

“All of a sudden?”

He chuckled, before instantly locking pinkies with you.

“I promise, only if you do the same, love.”

You smiled at him, before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.

You shook your head, not wanting to remember unfulfilled promises right now. Suddenly, your eyes focused on the gun pointed directly at your forehead and you winced, mentally slapping yourself for losing focus.

“Didn’t think I’d be doing this ever in my life, but here we are.”

His tone was cold yet cocky, which was annoying as hell. You reciprocated the gesture calmly, and he narrowed his eyes at you.

“Fuck. Should’ve seen that coming.”

He was in a pissy mood. You were in a pissy mood.

An irritated Jay plus an irritated you equaled disaster, which was why you usually avoided each other when both of you were emotionally heightened.

Unfortunately, circumstances didn’t allow that. You were at his house already mad, and you wanted to be with him to blow some steam off. He got some news from work that seriously angered him by the time you were there.

It started with you forgetting to wash the dishes once and ended up with the both of you having a screaming match in the living room. He complained that ‘you never cared about his feelings’ and you retorted by saying ‘he had extremely high standards’.

That was your first major argument, and it ended so badly that you didn’t contact each other for a week.

Why were you having all these flashbacks? You weren’t some anime protagonist. 

“Is this a race of who kills who first?”

“It’s always like that. I thought you had two years of experience under your Prada belt? Or are your targets handed to you on a silver platter as well?”

He scoffed at your remark. He never liked to be reminded that he was a nepo baby. He was always extremely humble and sweet, even if he occasionally didn’t understand seemingly normal things due to his upbringing.

But fuck it, to hell with him and his kindness.

“It just feels weird, since I’m killing you.”

Your grip on your pistol loosened.

“...yeah.”

His eyes were now filled with remorse as they softened.

“Frankly speaking, I don’t-don’t really know how I’ll go on- move on from this.”

He cared.

He still cared.

A week after that big fight, you had someone at your door — Jay.

When you saw him at your doorstep, all of your favorite snacks cooked by him in one hand and a necklace box in another, you didn’t know how to react.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lashed out at you like that.”

He genuinely looked like he was going to burst into tears. You hugged him tight, and he buried his head in your shoulder, sniffling a little.

“I forgive you. I’m sorry too.”

“I thought I lost you, love. Please- don’t leave me.”

“I won’t, Jay. I never will.”

The rest of the day was spent with you both cuddling, eating, and (re)watching your favorite movies amongst many kisses.

And that’s how you both made up after every fight.

You struggled to come to terms with the fact that the same guy you used to watch Lady and the Tramp with was now pointing a gun at your forehead.

In his defense, you were doing the same thing.

“You know what?”

“What?”

“I’ll count to three, and we pull the trigger at the same time when I reach 0.”

You didn’t know how to feel about that suggestion — it made too many things real.

You were going to die.

He was going to die.

You’d be the reason he died.

He’d be the reason you died.

You didn’t want to continue living after this. You didn't want to live holding the huge guilt of having murdered the sweetest guy on the planet. At this point, you were struggling to hold back tears.

“Sure.”

You steadied your arm, and he copied your action.

“3…”

The first day you both met.

“2…”

The day he asked you to be his girlfriend.

“1…”

Life while dating him.

“0.”

The day you both broke up.

The loud bang of your gunshot echoed throughout the alley, the rain accentuating it. The sound overpowered the clang of his gun falling to the ground, and his soft words.

“Y/N…I can’t. I can’t kill you. I still love yo-”

You opened your eyes and froze.

How did you just do that?

He should’ve killed you, you were dea-

Your eyes fell upon Jay’s body in front of you.

There was a hole in his forehead, and blood was trickling out of it. His eyes were rolled to the back of his head, and you could only see the whites. There he lay, limp and lifeless.

And it was all your fault.

Then it hit you.

He didn’t shoot. 

He broke yet another promise.

You kneeled in front of him, letting yourself cry. You cradled him close just like how you used to whenever he had a bad day and you would comfort him.

“Jay…Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Why-Why didn’t you shoot?! Bastard, how do you want me to live now that you’re gone! You piece of- of absolute shit! I loved you, I love you and I will- simply continue to love you, and-and it’s going to hurt ‘cause you’re not here, damn it!”

You held him close, your salty tears mixing with his blood.

You couldn’t do it.

You couldn’t continue life knowing you were the reason he died.

You remained in that position, Jay’s body in your arms. Your warm hand gripped his cold one. It was weird how it still gave you comfort.

Your eyes darted around, before focusing on his gun in the pool of blood. You took it, deciding to finish his mission for him, not minding the red liquid staining your hand.

His gun was now on the side of your head.

“I love you, Park Jongseong.”

Another loud bang echoed in the alleyway.

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[oraclekleo]

First of all Lemme mention it real quick I've already participated in the game, so I'd not be disappointed at all of you choose to not answer the question and prioritise others before me. This question is literally kind of making me feel dumb and excited too lol idk suddenly I'm being drawn to ask this question and dk why even tho my focus rn isn't even my love life, and i think ik enough about what I need to know but still this question is not leaving my mind. Okay sorry for my rant but still.

My big 3-Capricorn (sun), Virgo (moon), and Taurus (rising)

My question-"is there any message/advice my fs want to tell me right now!?"

My nickname-Jasmine :))

cards i choose-The Slavic Legends Tarot, The witch Oracle.

My mood board-

also a slight note; take care>33 sending in lots of love and good energy. I'm extremely greatful to have this opportunity and if you choose to answer any one of my asks I'm definitely really greatful for it too. As I've mentioned pls prioritise yourself first and rest well. Your readings are amazing tho and the cards don't even get me started on that they are just so pretty...😭

*feeling really selfish and annoying* I'll try not to participate in more games, as i think I've already had enough. 🧍🏻‍♀️

Thankyou so much!!!!! 🧿✨

Hello Jasmine!

I’m always happy to do a reading for you and it doesn’t really matter how many times you participate in the game. You can do so every other week, if that’s what you feel drawn to. 😀

Trust me! If I wanted to limit the participation, I would do it. I’m not really the type who wouldn’t be sure how to apply rules. 😂

I usually don’t really do Future Spouse readings because I don’t like the whole concept of fixing on some unknown person which you will meet in the future and who will miraculously sort your life out. I firmly believe we should enjoy the time we have here and now and that our happiness should be in our own hands and the power over it shouldn’t be just given to someone who can then withdraw it from us on a whim. But let’s try this because you said you are not fixing on the love life so I guess it can’t really throw you into a spiral of waiting for the Mr. or Mrs. Right. 😀

As usual with me, I attach the pics of the cards I pulled, in case they hold any special meaning for you.

Let’s have a look at your cards!

Cards: IX The Hermit, 2 of Cups, 5 of Coins, 6 of Cups (The Slavic Legends Tarot), 43. Tranquillity - Violet, 2. Communication - Pea (Green Witch Oracle)

Not gonna lie to you - It’s not exactly ace to get the Hermit card for any love related question. 😂 But then you also have the 2 of Cups… So let’s dive deeper into this! 

Both the Oracle cards are connected with Venus and the sign of Pisces. And they both speak of deeper understanding and love. You might experience a gentle shift towards topics regarding love and relationships. They might not have been your priority in the past, maybe you simply didn’t feel ready for such pressure to be part of your life because relationships, especially the romantic ones can be very complex and difficult to navigate through. Recently, you might feel like your life has reached the kind of phase where you can start exploring this aspect as well. You might want to start on a more theoretical ground as the Hermit suggests. You might get interested in romantic literature, poetry, in romance focused tarot readings even. At this point you might really appreciate the purer and more vanilla type of love more, reading about mutual understanding and spiritual connection, rather than lust and desire. You might want to resist this wind of change for a little bit but it’s really not necessary. While you don’t need to solely focus on the topic, there’s really no harm in getting interested, in feeling more attuned with the romantic part of your soul. You can feel free to just browse and observe all the various kinds of romance that can become a part of your life. You might want to romanticise your everyday life, too. It can be anything from more romantic vibe decorations like champagne glass you can use for soda or water, to actually including date nights into your schedule. Those can be with your friends, family, or even with just yourself where you simply set the nice atmosphere with dinner and candles and then read a good book or watch a favourite movie. Or you might actually start dating a person. 😀 I sometimes tend to skip this option but it is perfectly normal and alright to actually date other people. 😂 Only make sure you are both communicating honestly and openly with each other. Don’t try to make them guess your thoughts. It always only leads to confusion and going back to the Hermit’s cave. 😜

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[jamieedlund]

Aaravos for the character ask

First impression: There were 2 first impressions since we got introduced to his voice without knowing who he was first. -About his voice: I thought to myself woah this narrator sounds kinda smexy... Can you talk more sir?👀 -About his first appearance: I'm not one to grow attach to a character based on appearances but because of how ominous they introduced him and how beautiful he is, the only thought that crossed my mind was: damn I wanna see him genuinely smile. I bet he has a smile that can light up an entire night sky - Yknow that kind of smile that radiates warmth and comfort and kinda makes you wanna cry-

Need I say more?

If no one's doing it then I'm doing it myself- DO yo u S E E ? ? ? you're not a real simp until you just wants this man to be happy.

Impression now: HELLO MISTER MAN YOU ARE MY ONLY HOPE OF A CHARACTER THEY HAVEN'T RUINED BY BAD WRITINGS PLEASE TAKE CALLUM AND RUN AWAY SAVE YOURSELVES!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH PLEASE---

Favorite moment: Need I say more?

This spell casting --- these movements--- *clenches fist* Hell yea if I wasn't a simp before I am now. Just this entire sequence of him being hot pls I can't-

Idea for a story: How about you and Callum run away from the plot for 3 seasons doing chaotic good things huh?

You all know what I'm talking about.

Unpopular opinion: He is not a villain. The show keeps telling me that he's evil and bad and all the terribleness but what it SHOWED me was the complete opposite. He is an enabler. Manipulative for sure but fucking hell if the person he's speaking to doesn't listen to him, it's not like he can do anything about it. All he gave was advice... semi-terrible advice but just advice nonetheless. HE IS NOT DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY BAD CHOICES VIREN MADE and consequentially Claudia's in ss4. He enables what it is that the person truly desire and sayyyy idk... if the person wish was simply for Aaravos himself to be free, happy and for him to stop hurting (whether it's hurting himself or others) *cough cough callum cough* then he would just go from "evil" smexy whisperer to enabling his own therapy and I do not take this any other way. He amplifies the person's wants. So I guess the better take should be what if the person's want wasn't the world, or power or love but simply just to be with him? What then?

Favorite relationship: The one he has with Callum in my writing because again I can't count on the show to give him justice...Not after ruthlessly murdering Callum as a character...

Favorite headcanon: He sure as hell isn't interested in romance and he has more important things to care about than sex. I see everyone make him out to be this sex deprived horny ass 5000 year-old man and I'm sitting over here be like... Haha what if man really is a good person??? What if he is chasted as hell? What if he just... wants to look presentable but doesn't really have the need or even wants to be desirable because - character complexity??? He should be someone who normal people misjudged and cant quite understand, therefore adding to that alluring charm he has to him. I feel like making him a walking contradiction is far more fun and meaningful than just straight up shoving him into the horny bastard box (though i understand everyone sorta kinda really are thirsty for him...AND THAT'S ALRIGHT GOOD FOR YOU GUYS.) I just prefer to view him in a little more wholesome light.

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[lollipopsub]

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My opinions on the GMMTV 2023 lineup!!! this is gonna be a long one :')

My initial thought was: lawd so many slapstick comedies, so few intriguing storylines.

At first I was thinking that GMMTV's business strategy seems to be non-existent; I would've expected them to see the success of KinnPorsche and Be On Cloud (regardless of what you think of the company, there's no denying the financial results they've managed with the success of KP) and aim for that direction. HOWEVER... I realise that I actually have no idea how GMMTV is perceived domestically, so my perspective is wildly biased as an international fan with no access to Thai sources and communities. I didn't watch other than the BL trailers because I know I'm not gonna watch the others anyway. But those seemed to be largely.... not my cup of tea.

So my thoughts on individual trailers (I haven't watched all of them, just the ones where the involved actors interested me)...

Hidden Agenda: Is this 2gether 3.0? Doesn't seem to have too much of a deeper storyline driving it, so I'm probably not gonna be watching; feels like I've seen it 100 times before already.

Last Twilight: So.. the story is a young guy from a somewhat shady background needs to get a job that pays well, decides to take the gig of caretaker of a man who got disabled in an accident. The disabled man chooses the delinquent even though the latter isn't really qualified, but the disabled man enjoys that the caretaker doesn't pity him for being disabled. They develop a close bond with one another.

Now watch the trailer for The Untouchables: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oK5hMNxqsFA

do y'all see what I see lmao.

ps. the untouchables is one of my favorite movies EVER so I'm not at all mad that Last Twilight seems to be a adaptation but........... y'all this is a adaptation.

Dangerous Romance: pls someone's gotta tell GMMTV to reconsider the English titles for their shows. Imagine going like "hi my favorite show is Dangerous Romance" with your whole chest 😭 Nah fam.

However, this looks fairly interesting. I'm going to pretend it's not set in a High School and that it means they're like babies, because I like Chimon and I am so excited for Perth. He is such a good actor, so I'm happy they gave him a show that seems to have more of a storyline (considering GMMTV). It looks like they have pretty good chemistry too. But also, the scene where they're fighting in the rain at the end reminded me of the OG mock trailer for 2gether which amused me heheh. Going to be excited to see the real trailer later to see if it stays with the same mood.

A Boss and a Babe: the way I cringed thru this entire thing. Looks super slapstick and not my cup of tea. Yikes.

Cooking Crush: ..... OFFGUN????? I have been blessed. Gun could make a 10 episode show of him staring into a wall and I would still be watching it religiously. I will be watching because it's OffGun and usually their chemistry makes everything worthwhile, and also I saw someone saying Gun himself had requested to do a RomCom with Off and I choose to believe that because that is very wholesome, 10/10.

Only Friends: ok I've mentally been calling this OnlyFriends (as in OnlyFans) and honestly isn't that lowkey accurate? The trailer for this flips my pancakes, waters my crops and hydrates my skin. It looks incredibly messy and the director said it's "Britney Spears toxic level" so sign me upppp. Some of the sets look like the same as YinWar used for their Concert trailer (the kitchen where Khaotung and Neo argues and the bathroom where First and Khao cuts each other's hair) and the fact that it isn't an actual show was my villain origin story, so I'm just gonna. Mentally insert YinWar in this show and live my best life.

I'm seeing people saying that some are complaining that it looks toxic and they're mad about it, etc etc but... I mean... this is what I was expecting to see more of, and I'm honestly kind of curious to see just how spicy GMMTV will dare to be. I'm not expecting a literary masterpiece storytelling wise, but the characters have potential to carry a good story anyways.

Our Skyy 2: YESSSS EARTHMIX MY INCREDIBLY MARRIED BABIES. Can't believe this is the only thing they've got lined up for next year, but I guess they're too busy taking care of their 64 cats which is fair.

Will be watching the EarthMix, FirstKhaotung and PondPhuwin episodes, I think!!!

ok last thought: did someone kidnap Neo's grandma and hold her hostage for a ransom, what bills does he gotta pay to have to be in literally every show 😂 poor boi can't have had much time to sleep (and yet not a single one where he's paired with Louis, the AUDACITY)

TL;DR: I'm excited for Only Friends and Dangerous Romance, and will watch Cooking Crush because of OffGun only. Also, I'm excited for Never Let Me Go and Moonlight Chicken from the 2022 lineup so hopefully those two will air soon as well!!

#gmmtv 2023 #thai bl drama #gmmtv #bl drama #lollipop talks to the void

[sllhouettedreams]

I'm not one to get angry and post opinions on shit but i get sO mad when someone says a queer movie or book was written "to make straight ppl comfortable" ESPECIALLY if said queer media was written BY a queer person.

Idk abt anyone else feels abt it, frankly i dont want a debate, but that phrase, to me, sets a precedent that inherently, queer ppl just existing make every straight person uncomfortable. And that, the only way to be authentically queer, is to be their stereotype of what straight people think LGBTQ+ ppl should be.

The beautiful thing about existence is that there is no ONE way to do it. And just bc a character in a piece of LGBTQ+ media isn't what stereotypes tell everyone a queer person should be doesn't mean that it was created to make straight ppl comfortable.

If a straight person is uncomfortable w an LGBT person nothing will make them like that person because it isn't about PERSONALITY or STYLE it's about their deeprooted homophobia and those who live with that are still going to hate the story or character no matter what.

And if your hangup on a piece of lgbtq+ media is that is doesnt feel authentic bc it doesnt mirror your experience, or it doesnt include some tragic homophobic backstory or public hazing, then i'm sorry but fuck off? Personally, i don't want every lgbtq+ thing i consume showing how hard and difficult it is to be queer sometimes. I want the happy endings, the corny romance. Why cant we have that? Huh? Why's everything have to be angsty and traumatic? I say this as a LOVER of angst, but it's very tired being told over and over again that everything sucks when youre queer and nothing gets better.

Pls stop gatekeeping what YOU think queer media should be. If you don't like it, just say that. But i promise u, the fact u feel like it is straightwashed or for straight people is just projecting.

Edit: ALSO sick of ppl gatekeeping portrayals like theres a continuum of queerness one has to fit into in order to be "queer enough", bc that assumption then bleeds into real life and ppl get told theyre not a real queer person. Like shut up. Like let ppl exist how they want to and in ways that make them happy.

#lgbtq+ #lgbtq+ media #this obvi is a general statement bc some queer media was not written for gay ppl and is creepy and gross #i would specify and example but i think we all know one right at the top of our heads #some lgbt media was made to harm lgbt ppl and this is not abt that

[briinstardust]

*cute girl is totally mean to her ex bf for an ENTIRE fucking season*

*ex bf tries for ENTIRE season to get cute girl to forgive him for something he did ON ACCIDENT, 3 FULL FUCKING YEARS AGO*

cute girl: I just wanna know how you feel about me *fake shy*

me: Bitch are you IN the same show I’m watching?! Obviously he’s fucking into you, he literally says “I’m doing this for you” “I’m trying to protect you” or “I’ll do anything to make you forgive me for what I did” (again, some shit he did on accident)

For. Fucks. Sake.

#for fucks sake #really? this is what we're doing? #ffs #I just #This is why I can't do tv romance #someone pls tell me this isn't real romance #I'm like Aro so I've literally never felt what they show on TV #romance i've felt is like so different if it exists at all #I am just gonna say this is also TERRIBLE writing #by a screenwriter who also likes to Queerbait their audience #so yeah fuck you for that shit #but honestly what the actual fuck #I'm like on one about this dumb shit #ugh #bye

[forhereyesonlyyy]

(i) just like magic. // iz*one, kcw. // one-shot.

in which you are a music show director's apprentice and while learning the ropes of how the usual operation goes, you find yourself slowly falling for a certain popular girl group member the more you see her.

word count: 5.8k

author's note: chaewon is way too cute and pretty for me to not go ahead and write something special just for her 😣💕 btw i apologize if there any major mistakes. also, also! the povs switch between the mc and chaewon just to make it more fun, pls tell me if you enjoyed this one~ the next part will be posted next week!

tags (overall): fluff, slow burn, angst, not-so-secret mutual pining, colleagues(-ish?) to lovers, a whole lot of falling in love from afar.

warnings: none.

next: (ii) just like magic.

The first time you saw her, you just couldn't help but stare.

It wasn't actually the first time you saw her though. Kim Chaewon was well-known throughout the nation, being part of an extremely popular girl group and all. You always saw her on television and even before she debuted in IZ*ONE, you had been a mild supporter since Produce48.

You can confirm for everyone else that pictures and videos are nothing compared to seeing an idol in real life, because when you finally got to meet Kim Chaewon in her full glory, you were utterly awestruck.

The director of the music show was your teacher, and he was surprisingly close with the members of the group and their staff. You hadn't been under his wing for that long, but the old guy loved you and he felt compelled to just go ahead and introduce you to the girls without warning, much to your embarrassment.

The girls were welcoming and friendly, something you would expect from what you hoped to be a group of genuine and humble girls. Some of them were quite close to your age so it wasn't very hard keeping up with small talk before the show started. The only thing you found disappointing was how you couldn't meet a certain girl's eyes, and how she barely looked at you in return.

Ridiculous. You thought to yourself. Idols have no time for romance, that was basically career suicide, especially when you're a woman in this industry. It was a waste of energy trying to reach for someone who was untouchable. It was probably better to use said energy to focus on doing your job well and maybe not risk living off of instant noodles for the next five months.

However, despite the reality you were very much aware of, you still found yourself thinking about Chaewon, looking for her the moment you don't spot her anywhere close to her members, and wondering if there was any possibility she can look at you the same way you look at her.

No matter how strong you may feel though, this was something you were determined to keep within yourself. It was actually fun, having something in the day to look forward to that isn't learning how to do your task better and monitoring screens.

It has been a while since you let yourself like someone, anyway! And what harm can a silly little crush do?

~

"Oh my God, the director's lackey has such a big crush on you."

Chaewon visibly pauses to narrow her eyes at Yujin, who had been teasing Wonyoung for the past fifteen minutes. The youngest couldn't hide her blush, and she says something about how Yujin was just teasing her to interrupt her pre-performance rituals but Chaewon hears none of it. She was way too focused on trying to remember just who the said lackey was.

"She has a name, you know. (Y/N)."

Right. Thanks, Yena. Chaewon nods to herself as the puzzle, which was bassicaly just your face, start to come together. You were fairly popular among the members since you've met. Chaewon has heard countless things about just how cute you were bouncing along to their song and how attractive your 'learning' face was. The stories get pretty weird, but Chaewon has noticed that her members really, really liked you.

Especially one Jang Wonyoung who hasn't stopped drifting off into space to think about how kind you were for noticing a wardrobe malfunction that one time before a performance.

Chaewon smiles at the thought of their precious youngest developing a crush in such a vital time in their career. If there was anyone in here that needed a break from the pressure that is being put on them, it's Wonyoung. She deserves to be a teenager and have feelings and go on dates without any worries.

But, knowing just what kind of mess they got themselves into, it was probably ideal not to risk it. Chaewon feels some type of respect towards Wonyoung as one of her trusted colleagues. For someone so young, she understands the risk and consequences of her actions more than anyone. Maybe more than Chaewon herself.

If I was Wonyoung, I don't think I could've contained my feelings. Chaewon blinks, and pauses again. Not that I think (Y/N) would be enough to make me do something reckless like asking her out. I mean, she's...

Chaewon shakes her head. (She doesn't see it, but Eunbi raises an eyebrow at her strange actions.) She doesn't even know you, and yet she was thinking about all these sorts of things about you that could be remotely or horribly wrong. She never liked letting her judgment of people get the best of her, it was better to get to know someone through actual bonding instead of just... staring at them.

Now that she was thinking about it, Chaewon was actually curious as to see just what made Wonyoung crush so hard on you.

Chaewon momentarily stops tending to her hair and turns to Wonyoung, who was still being terrorized by Yujin, "So, what made you like (Y/N)?" She asked nonchalantly. Yujin grins, happy that someone has finally thought to help her jab at Wonyoung until she combusts. A couple of their staff turn their heads, wary but they pay them no mind, fortunately.

And of course, every single member was eyeing Wonyoung expectantly, eager to dive deep into their youngest's feelings.

Wonyoung looked as if she was going to explode any second, "I-I do not like (Y/N) like that! We're... friends, that's all." Wow, she's terrible at lying. Chaewon smirks, realizing that their precious youngest was perhaps... hopelessly infatuated.

"Right. And the sun will be frozen soon enough. We're not stupid, Wonyoung," Yuri says with a knowing smile.

"Come on! It's not like we're going to run off and tell your girlfriend all about it." Chaeyeon joins in, all up in Wonyoung's face with shining, gossip-hungry eyes. A part of Chaewon feels bad putting Wonyoung in the spot, but she couldn't help her curiosity!

"She's not my... ugh, fine. You will never let me go if I refuse anyway," Wonyoung takes a deep breath but despite her attempts to keep calm, Chaewon still notices how the tips of her ears had gotten red. It was cute. "(Y/N) is... very pretty. She's nice to me, and I like how she genuinely enjoys watching us. She's an avid fan of all of us and... I don't know, it's all very adorable to me." Wonyoung finally admits.

There was a moment of silence in the room. Chaewon nods, turning back to the mirror and continuing to make herself look presentable to the cameras.

"That's it?" Hyewon deadpans. A couple of the members snort at the icebreaker. Leave it to Hyewon to be effortlessly funny. Chaewon smiles as she stared at Wonyoung, who had covered her blushing face with her hands, from the mirror.

"What did you want me to say?!" Wonyoung whines, pouting at all the giggles and the never-ending teasing from her older sisters. The members go on and on about how they expected Wonyoung to describe you as this... transcendent being to which Chaewon would just laugh to.

Pretty, considerate, and supporting, huh? The image of your wide smile as you watch the group perform to their hearts content appears in Chaewon's mind and oddly enough, she feels the corners of her lips tug upward.

Let's see if all of that is true.

~

It was another day in the studio and you couldn't feel more energetic. One of your closest friends had promised to pick you up after the director lets you go and is treating you to your favorite pizza place. Was that the only reason you were so awfully chipper in this fine late morning?

Of course not.

The one and only IZ*ONE had a performance to put out today, and not only it was another day of contributing to making sure the show rolls as smoothly as possible, but you will once again get to see amazing performers do what they do best.

It was part of the reason why you liked your job so much. Every single day, you find incredibly talented people show what they got on the stage and you always find yourself so... amazed. Sometimes you even find it hard to focus on observing and learning, especially when one of the members is particularly eye-catching. Though, that only happens when that group is on the stage.

Rehearsals come first, that was the usual routine you had gotten used to. It always has been, of course. Instead of walking around and checking how everything works to further expand your knowledge, you were sitting on a chair flipping through pages of notes of what you had recently covered in your class.

However you manage to survive freshman college and this job, you'll never know.

"Alright. IZ*ONE, please get on the stage."

Your head snaps up at the mention of your favorite girls and suddenly, all of your focus shifts on to one Kim Chaewon. You wave and smile at Wonyoung, who returned the grin ten times brighter. You lean back on your seat and patiently wait for the rehearsal to start.

You try your best to not stare at Chaewon too much, because that was weird and the last thing you want her to feel around you was creeped out. To your surprise however, you catch her staring at you, and what surprised you even more is how she smiled at you before turning her head to the camera, whichever one it was.

The intro to Panorama starts, and usually you would be in awe of the flawless choreography for the nth time but you were busy trying to collect yourself from... whatever just happened.

I wasn't fabricating all that, right? Kim Chaewon looked, and smiled, at me, right? Did I sleep too late? Did I have too much coffee?

You put a hand on your forehead to confirm that no, you were not sick.

Blood slowly travels from your neck to your face and the realization of it all hits you a little too strongly. You cover your face with your notebook, hiding the big smile that was plastered on your lips. It was almost scary how much Chaewon made you feel. You were thankful that your job practically required you to keep a certain distance between you and the idol because if you were just any other person... you would probably have a wedding ring ready.

"Um, are you feeling okay?"

You put the notebook down on your lap, regaining some semblance of composure within yourself but your smile remained as you intently watched IZ*ONE float across the stage.

It feels as if your heart was growing twice its size whenever Chaewon takes the spotlight, and oh, you were just so... horribly in love.

"Yes, I'm quite alright." You answered the concerned staff. The staff leaves you alone, but she couldn't help but notice how your eyes seemed to hold all the appreciation in the world for the beloved performers.

Or rather... Kim Chaewon.

The staff smiles fondly, she knows that look all too well. While making her way backstage, she wishes you all the luck in your future endeavors and you as well, wishes luck upon yourself.

~

"Unnie, look."

Chaewon follows where Yujin was shamelessly pointing at and sees Wonyoung animatedly chatting with you about their performance. Chaewon follows your lips, and the only thing she could decipher was 'all of you looked amazing' before she broke her gaze. She swallows, finding it hard to function all of a sudden. It's not like this is the first time you've seen some nice lips. Get a grip, Kim Chaewon!

"I didn't even think about it at first, but how old is (Y/N)?" Eunbi asks as she stops to stand beside Yujin, who was as giddy as a kid who received a new toy.

"She's merely a few months younger than Chaewon and I." Chaeyeon answers. Eunbi hums approvingly, muttering to herself as she sets off to do leader things. Chaewon doesn't know why she thought you would be at least the same age as Sakura. Perhaps it was because your presence had some sense of maturity, and poise.

In fact, Chaewon was in disbelief to know that you were younger than her, albeit only by months. The more things she gets to know about you, the more... admirable you are to her. The way you handle yourself in your respective environment, an environment that was awfully demanding and energy-draining, already tells Chaewon that you are passionate about what you do and that itself was something that was worth respecting in Chaewon's standards.

Chaewon sharply turns her head away when she realized she was staring at you, again. She almost gave herself a whiplash, concerning Minju who had been mildly observing her from a distance.

Why was she even paying attention to you again? Oh, right. Because she wanted to see if what Wonyoung said about you was right, and because she wanted to see if you were right for Wonyoung.

Yeah, that's all there is to it. Probably.

She looks at you again, and feels something— a tingle behind her ear when you smiled brightly towards Wonyoung. Chaewon releases a shaky breath. Why was it that she can't stop looking at you in this particular day? I choose to acknowledge her one time and this happens.

Well, at least now she can confirm that you're certainly a treat to the eyes.

Chaewon groans loudly and stomps off further inside backstage, frustrated at her thoughts and the state of her rapidly beating heart. I've no time for this! I need to focus on the upcoming performance.

"Chaewon, where are you going? Our second rehearsal starts in like, thirty minutes." Eunbi asked, watching the younger girl head for wherever as if her life depended on it.

"Vocal warmups." Chaewon simply states before completely disappearing into a brightly-lit hallway that leads to countless changing rooms. Eunbi tilts her head, utterly confused, but decides to leave Chaewon to her own devices. Kids, these days.

~

"Oh, I've gotta go. Eunbi-unnie is going to start commandeering everyone to look for me if I don't return soon," Wonyoung spares a wary look towards the eldest's way and then smiles back at you. "I'll... talk to you again sometime, then?" She says. You notice every little thing she does while talking to you. How she sometimes avoids your gaze, how she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear, and how she just can't seem to stay still as she stands in front of you. You... try not to guess what all of it might mean.

You offer the younger girl a kind smile, "Of course." You merely replied. Wonyoung nods, she was supposed to turn around and leave to get prepared for another performance but instead, she takes small steps towards you and pulls you in for a tight hug. You would've found her one-second reluctance cute if the bells in your brain weren't ringing like crazy.

"S-See you later!" Wonyoung runs off to join her members, and despite the dim lighting of the studio, you still noticed how red Wonyoung's face was. Her scent lingers in the air even though she left, and you sigh to yourself.

You hadn't known Wonyoung for that long. It had only been a few weeks, actually, but you treasured her as you would a precious friend and you were not a fan of where... this was going. You prayed to the gods that you were wrong about everything and you can keep being friends with Wonyoung like all's well.

"Ah, (Y/N), there you are."

The director pulls you out of your thoughts, thankfully, and approaches you with an apologetic smile. You stood up straight and bowed your head, greeting him with a polite 'hello'.

"My son got himself in some trouble at school and my wife is nagging at me to pick him up," The director scratches the back of his head and sighs deeply. Does he want me to bring his son home since it's so busy here? "Can I trust you to keep things afloat here while I fetch my dumbass son?" Oh shit.

"M-Me? You must be joking, sir..." You laugh dryly, and swallow hard when the director shakes his head. He pats you on the shoulder and says something about how he believes that you are capable enough of handling at least one performance, especially of a group that you know so well, and you just couldn't say no to the proud smile that was plastered on his kind face.

You awkwardly wave goodbye at the director who practically skips out of the studio, leaving you clueless in the middle of countless people that were expecting so much of you as the director's apprentice. Shit, shit, shit.

"Oh, don't be so scared, (Y/N)! We know a lot of what to do, your only job is to make sure we do them right!"

"Basically just yell at us."

You smile at your colleagues that try to cheer you up and ease your anxiety. It worked, slowly but surely. You take a deep breath. They were right. The director had already given them a run-down of how the performance is supposed to go, and the crew adapts quickly to changes, if it is ever made. I got this.

"Come on now, step closer to the almighty director's mic."

The staff that had briefly chatted with you earlier drags you to where the director usually stands and watches everything unfold. The members of IZ*ONE were already in the stage, some chatting amongst themselves and some going over the choreography. All of them... but one.

You cleared your throat and speak into the mic, "H-Hi." You timidly greeted everyone in the studio. The members wave at you and says their own greetings, while the staff dote on you and your cuteness. God, you felt like digging a hole under your feet and hide forever. How were you supposed to do this without the guidance of your teacher?

Ugh, knowing him this was probably just some wicked test to see if I'm independent enough to run a show by myself.

Your eyes flicker with determination as you finally catch up to your teacher's plans.

Fine then! I'll show you what I got, old man.

"C-Could all the members gather at the stage, please?" You said. Okay, I need to work on the voice cracks. You watched as Eunbi counts the members one by one, and you flinch when she furrowed her eyebrows and turned her head backstage where one Kim Chaewon was still... what was she even doing?

"I'm here! I'm here and ready," Chaewon rushes to get on the stage, walking past Eunbi and Minju's stares. She gets in position and looks at you. "My apologies... director." Chaewon says.

You couldn't stop yourself from getting flustered, "No need." You manage to say with a smile. Chaewon nods, but she doesn't look away from you, and you don't stop staring either. She smiles at you, and she eventually looks at the camera pointed at her. You shake your head and pat your cheeks, forcing yourself to pay attention.

(Wonyoung observes quietly.)

Getting your focus back and confirming that everything was up and ready to go, you drum your fingers against the table and once again speak into the mic, "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

~

The second rehearsal was smooth, and even smoother the live performance thanks to your skills and professionalism. Chaewon was right about you, you really were capable of doing amazing things. She smiles at the memory of you nodding your head to their song and even imitating the choreography multiple times. Chaewon... was quite scared to admit that part of why she was all smiles in the live performance was because of you.

I guess Wonyoung was right about the fan part, too.

"I really feel like we outdid ourselves today. Don't you guys think so?" Minju asked smiling as she diligently washed her hands. Chaewon, Minju, and Wonyoung had taken a small detour to the washroom. There was something in the air that Chaewon was not particularly fond of. She spares a glance at Wonyoung, who was awfully silent.

"Perhaps so much that Wonyoung feels too tired to talk." Chaewon says, pulling the youngest out of her reverie. Wonyoung blinks and stares at her, Chaewon flashes her best smile in an attempt to make the younger girl feel at ease... but to no avail. What's up with her?

Minju dries her hands, cautiously looking back and forth between the two members on her either side. She clears her throat to break the ice and try to make conversation, but then she sees a figure approaching from her peripheral vision.

At the sound of light footsteps, all three of the girls turn their head towards the door and there was you taking careful and calculated steps approaching the girls. Well, the sinks.

"(Y/N)! Great job earlier today!" Chaewon watches as you shared a high five and a hug with Minju. She wasn't aware that the two of you were so close. She thought you were only friends with Wonyoung, and that her members were only interested in you because Wonyoung has such a big crush on you. Speaking of which...

Wonyoung stands at the side, smiling as she stares at you bonding with Minju. Chaewon turns back to the mirror. It doesn't really seem like Wonyoung is super possessive of (Y/N). I don't think she's the type to gatekeep her crushes anyway. What a smart girl.

"Next week is the last day you guys will be performing for this program, right?" You asked. There was a tinge of disappointment in your tone, and Chaewon couldn't help but raise her head slightly to look at you. When Minju nodded, a frown was visible in your face and you say something about how it's 'too bad' but Chaewon's ears were occupied with her heartbeat. Cute. Way too cute.

"Don't worry! There might be special stages and whatnot, you'll see us again. Until then," Wonyoung approaches you and pats your arm. "Don't miss me too much." She quips with a playful wink. You laugh, Chaewon feels another tingle behind her ear, and promise Wonyoung that you will try not to.

"Well, we need to get going. We got a lot to do today." Minju says, barely suppressing a yawn. Wonyoung drags Minju away while waving goodbye, leaving you and Chaewon all alone in the quiet and empty washroom. Did they forget that I am... also a member and that I am here?

Chaewon shakes her head and pretends to be busy with her hair. She takes a deep breath when you stand in front of the sink beside her. What the...? Why am I getting nervous all of a sudden? Even the scariest of men can't earn a flinch from me and yet this girl...

Chaewon watches as you take your earrings off one by one. She couldn't look away. Now that she was looking at you at such a close distance, you were so extremely stunning. Chaewon was thankful you were too focused on yourself because if she was going to be caught staring at you, she would prefer to have other people around rather than being alone with you. It saves the whole... 'talking about it' part.

Luck wasn't on her side, however. By the time Chaewon thought to stop being a creep, you had already looked up and met her eyes. You offer her a charming smile, and really that was what made Chaewon's knees turn into jelly.

(Of course Chaewon didn't know you were freaking out on the inside.)

"Congratulations on your—"

"You did well to—"

The two of you speak at the same time. You laugh, and Chaewon feels that tingle again. The idol turns her head, making it so that her hair covers part of her face. She hoped that you couldn't see her flushed cheeks. (You were actually too busy scolding yourself about laughing so suddenly, so Chaewon had nothing to worry about.)

"I wanted to... congratulate you on today's win." You spoke again. Chaewon was mildly surprised, she had expected an awkward moment of silence. What happened to not trusting your own personal judgments of others? Of course (Y/N) would be a bit chatty, you saw her with Wonyoung earlier! Chaewon yells at herself, until she remembered that she had to say something back.

"O-Oh, thank you." Chaewon replied. She quickly turns away, chewing on her bottom lip. Is that really all I can say?! I didn't think that I would be rendered speechless because of a woman. Chaewon steals a glance through the mirror. An incredibly stunning woman.

"I can't imagine that it was easy suddenly taking over the whole production just like that," Chaewon says in an attempt to make conversation. You turn away from the mirror to look at her with a smile that once again summoned that tingle behind her ear. Is it a viable option to take away one of my ears? "You're very... um, good. At what you do." The idol muttered.

A bright(-er) smile finds itself on your face, "Thank you very much." You said, turning back to the mirror and getting rid of the last of your earrings. (Little did Chaewon know, you only ever started removing your earrings to not feel too awkward around her.)

Chaewon doesn't bother to say more. She was afraid that she might say something stupid that would make her avoid you like you were the plague. Although you definitely were not the type to make fun of someone when they're down. (You would think that Chaewon was cute stumbling over herself anyway.)

The idol doesn't know why, but she felt compelled to stay inside the washroom longer. Her members were probably impatiently waiting for her in their changing room. They were supposed to take post-music show win pictures and share it to all their fans in various social media platforms, but here she was, stalling just to talk to you more. Yes, now Kim Chaewon proudly admits that you caught her attention, and that she was very, very interested in you. Not that way, for sure. No way.

A glimmer coming from your hand catches Chaewon's eyes and she leans closer to your side unknowingly. (She doesn't see how you have gone pale and stiff as if your life forced had just been sucked out of you.)

~

"Your earrings are beautiful." Chaewon said, staring intently at the intricate patterns of the jewel in your hand. She was so close. How the hell were you going to talk to her like nothing is going on? You have been completely alone with her for minutes too long, and it's only a matter of time until you completely malfunction on the spot. You had to get away quick, but is it really wise to waste some quality time alone with your crush?

"You think so?" You asked. Having had the earrings in question for so long, you didn't think much of it. But that doesn't mean that you didn't think it was special. It was the fact that it was so special that you were convinced it was part of you, and it was always a surprise when someone else notices just how much of a rare piece the earrings were.

Chaewon was completely enamored with your jewels, so you just decided to run your mouth, "It's... a hand-me-down from my mother. It was her most prized possession, so I make sure to take care of it well in her absence." You chuckled awkwardly. Man, I need to come up with other topics. Quick.

"That's... heartwarming. You're a good person, (Y/N)." Chaewon says, taking your hands in hers and smiling down at the glimmering jewels. The hairs on your neck shot up at the contact, and God, you felt like melting right there.

Your worst fear materializes when Chaewon raises her head and sets her soft eyes onto yours. The bells. They were ringing rapidly, but it wasn't the same kind of warning sounds as it was when you were with Wonyoung. The sounds were... ceremonial. Like your heart and mind know you have been waiting for this exact moment and now it was here. Everything now depends on what you want to do with this opportunity.

Chaewon's eyes carefully trail down from your eyes, to your nose, and finally, to your lips. You notice everything that was going on. You notice how her legs ever so slightly trembled. You notice the literal battle of emotions that were happening through her mesmerizing eyes. You notice how she was holding on to your hands rather tightly. And most importantly, you notice how much closer the two of you had gotten in a matter of a few seconds.

Blinded by desire, you went ahead and close the distance between you and Kim Chaewon.

~

Chaewon could punch you right now. But you weren't some random stranger. You weren't forcing her to do this. In fact, she realized that she was the one who started this in the first place. So, Chaewon allowed her shoulders to relax and rightfully claim what she has been needing for a while.

~

In one swift movement, you carefully slide your earrings inside one of your pockets and placed your hands on Chaewon's hips. You couldn't help but clutch her clothing when you felt her eagerly return the kiss. One of her hands dig through your hair, lightly tugging it, and the other rested quietly on your shoulder. Your head spins as Chaewon pushes herself closer to you, her arms now wrapped around your neck, clinging to you for dear life.

You press her lower back against the sink, and your heart clenches within itself when a whimper escapes the idol's lips.

The two of you were in literal imminent danger. Someone could walk in any second and stumble upon the hottest gossip the industry could have for the next three years. You knew better than to become the reason why Chaewon, and the rest of the IZ*ONE, might lose their careers months earlier than intended, so a part of you wanted to stop right here and maybe not talk to Chaewon ever again.

But the other part wanted you to pursue what you had been holding yourself back from chasing after. It was Chaewon herself, really. You had been quietly bottling up all of your feelings for weeks, convincing yourself that seeing her and being only remotely close to her was enough. You were going to settle for the short end of the stick, but this surprising turn of events had you wondering if it was possible that Chaewon could feel the same.

Yeah, we're making out in a public washroom without thinking of what may even happen a minute later but it's not like that means she likes me or anything. What if this was just something that—

Chaewon's teeth lightly sunk down your bottom lip, and it took all of your remaining energy to not make a sound that might alert a person nearby of your presence. God, you were about to spiral. Maybe it's wise to stop now.

As much as it hurt you, you had to pull away from the kiss and catch your breath.

Chaewon pouts, still delirious from the rush, "What's the matter?" Her glare was anything but scary, it was adorable.

"Don't you want to... talk first?" You asked, still in disbelief that this was happening at all. Chaewon narrows her eyes at you, and you could see her determination. But you weren't sure what it was for exactly. (You were slow sometimes, that's what Chaewon noticed.)

"We've done enough talking, don't you think so?" The idol says with a sly smile. She doesn't let you reply as she immediately crashes her lips back into yours, and of course, you don't stop her, happily accepting and returning her affection.

You try not to expect too much out of some people to avoid being disappointed in the long run, but something about Chaewon makes you want to take a whole leap of faith just for her. It was in the way she was holding you much more gentle than before, the way she would look at your eyes so softly whenever you pause and just stared at each other, and the way it feels right that this was happening. All of this gave you hope.

Hope that perhaps... Kim Chaewon does feel the same.

~

Chaewon has lost track of how time she wasted in the bathroom, but she wouldn't say all of it was a waste considering that the two of you were engaged in a lip-lock. It was truly something she needed since God-knows-when. To let loose, to live a little, to... let herself indulge in romance like a normal person. And to share said romance with someone like you, someone so beautiful inside and out, Chaewon finds this whole moment more meaningful than anything.

She wants to take this chance. With you. It doesn't matter if everyone will be on her case for months on end about it, what mattered was that she was with you. Kim Chaewon hopelessly yearned for your love and what you have to offer for her as a partner. Kim Chaewon wanted...

(Y/N).

Chaewon's eyes snap open and she abruptly stops the kiss. She releases a breath, looking at you with wide eyes.

(Y/N). Wonyoung's crush. My member, Wonyoung. Our beloved youngest.

Chaewon's hand flies over to her mouth, "Oh my God." She muttered. You step back, thankfully. Chaewon couldn't bring herself to look into your eyes as she slowly and very gently pushed you away.

I had kissed... the girl my friend has feelings for...

"Chaewon...? Are you alright?" You asked. The idol almost hated how concerned you sounded.

She shakes her head, biting her bottom lip, "I'm sorry, (Y/N). This was a mistake."

And now I broke a completely innocent girl's heart.

Chaewon exits the washroom without another word, leaving you on your lonesome.

Just how terrible of a person can I get?

~

Amidst your confusion, a lone tear escapes your eye. A mistake? Was that really what Chaewon thought of that?

Oh, who am I kidding.

You wrap your arms around yourself, your body was suddenly too aware of the cold atmosphere that begun to rise once Chaewon left. The absence of her warmth and the ghost of her lips on yours made you unable to move an inch from your spot.

At last, the tears fell down your cheeks uncontrollably.

It was all too good to be true.

#izone imagines #izone oneshots #izone x reader #izone reactions #izone scenarios #kim chaewon imagines #kim chaewon scenarios #kim chaewon x reader #kim chaewon oneshots #kim chaewon reactions #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #girl group x reader #girl group oneshots #girl group reactions

[jeojahari]

02 | kiss it better | myg

🠒 summary: you're one of the lucky ones, everyone else tells you. finding your soulmate the day you turn 18 isn't something that happens to a lot of people... but you and your other half are going to have to make a lot of progress to be able to tolerate each other.

or, you and yoongi can feel everything the other feels, and you're hell bent on causing each other pain.

🠒 pairing: yoongi x reader

🠒 genre: angst, fluff, e2l!au, soulmates!au, college au, crack?

🠒 warnings: profanity, implied smut

🠒 word count: 2.6K

🠒 notes: omg tysm for all the love im literally about to start happy sobbing rn TT i hope you enjoy this chapter!! <3

btw if my writing is not up to par at any time pls let me know, i'd hate to give you low effort writing TT

part 02: two band-aids

(series m. list)

"I am so fucking stupid."

"I know."

"I can't believe I just ran out of there without saying anything!"

"Ah. I can."

"How is it Yoongi, though? I don't understand! How can two people who are so obviously different and have zero chance at getting along be paired like this?!"

"Hey," Jimin places a comforting hand on your shoulder, "maybe this is the universe trying to prove that you can find love where you least expect it!"

You shoot him the nastiest glare you can conjure up in the moment. "You sound like a children's fairy tale synopsis. Please shut up."

"No, but think about it!" Jimin sits upright, pulling the nearest pillow into his lap. "You don't like him, and he probably doesn't like you. You hate coffee, and he's practically in love with it. The only reason you guys ever interact is Taehyung, who you happen to be in love with."

"I'm not in love with him!"

"Sure," Jimin rolls his eyes. "Anyways, this is literally the perfect recipe for romance. I feel like I have front-row seats to the best enemies to lovers story ever."

"Don't make me hit you."

"It's true, though," Namjoon pipes up from beside you. You're sandwiched between both of them in an attempt to extinguish the growing dread in the pit of your stomach. "You don't really know what he's like, Y/N. People aren't always what they seem at first glance."

"I had more than just a glance," you snap. "And I know him for exactly what he is. A fucking sociopath."

"I mean, he's nice enough," Jimin explains. "I've spoken to him a few times in passing. Maybe he just wasn't having a good day when you talked to him?"

You pause and think, because your friends are right. It's plausible, isn't it? Not every grumpy person you meet goes out of their way to be antisocial... but you can't shake off that feeling you've harbored ever since you first met him.

"I don't like this," you whine, hiding your face under the blanket. "I don't like him. I don't want to be his soulmate."

Namjoon chuckles. "Soulmates aren't always lovers, Y/N. If he's actually a sociopath, or you genuinely despise him after giving him a chance, you're not obligated to love him."

"True," Jimin nods. "My parents were never soulmates, but you know how well they get along. They had me, after all," he adds as an afterthought. "They couldn't have done that without loving each other."

Namjoon winces. "Okay, no. Didn't need to hear that."

You let out a frustrated groan, kicking your legs under the sheets. "I hate this," you grumble. "And I can't even do anything ab — oh!" You sit up, suddenly enlightened and an imaginary lightbulb over your head. "I can!"

"You can what?" Jimin asks, clearly confused. In response, you simply beam at him before doing an impromptu somersault over his legs and tumbling right off the bed, landing on the ground with a loud thump.

"Y/N?!"

"She's insane!"

"She's gone mental!"

"Is she having a seizure?"

"Do we need an ambulance?!"

"Is she okay?"

"Joon, I'm too broke to pay for the ambulance!"

You throw them both off of you. "I'm right here, very much alive, and very sane, thanks."

"Well, what was that, then?" Jimin demands. "If you were trying to show off your gymnastics skills, it didn't work. You look like a clumsy baby koala."

You point at Namjoon. "He's the clumsy one. And no, I wasn't trying to show you my nonexistent gymnastics skills." A huge smile spreads across your face. "I just discovered a great way to release all my frustration."

"By falling off the bed?"

"No, but yes." You lean in like you're about to tell them a secret. "You know... I bet Min Yoongi is cursing the heavens right now, isn't he? For pairing him with someone like me."

Namjoon stares at you incredulously. "Don't tell me..."

"She's going to do it anyway," Jimin tells him, before turning to you. "You're just going to hurt yourself to hurt him, Y/N? Are you for real?"

"It's perfect!"

"It's stupid, and usually I would tell you to go for it if you were planning to kick some dumbass's butt, but not if you're getting hurt in the process."

"Well, I'm doing it anyway," you say. You're 100% decided; you've just found the one part of your bond with Yoongi that delights you the most, and with that comes your singular goal: irritating him to no end. "And this isn't even that bad, Jimin. Wait until I'm on my period. Then he's really going to wish he never knew me."

Actually, you're screwed.

"Ouch!" you hiss, your body jerking at the pain that courses through your arm. You're forced to stop writing mid-word, the dark blue ink a mess on your paper due to these constant interruptions of your sudden movements. "What the fuck?!"

The girl sitting across from you raises her eyebrows at you, half concerned for your sanity.

"Sorry," you whisper apologetically. "My soulmate's a jerk. Honestly, I probably caused this, but I don't regret it at all."

She laughs, eyes turning into small crescents. "Hate at first sight?"

"More like at first conversation." You sigh, letting the pen fall from your fingers. "I don't know how I'm supposed to get along with him, let alone love him. We have absolutely nothing in common, and I'm pretty sure this dislike is mutual. Which reminds me—"

You bang your knee against the table in retribution for Yoongi's attack on his own arm, a satisfied smile on your face.

"Wow." The girl stares at you, rather taken aback. "That's some serious beef you two have got."

"Yep. Can't stand him," you confirm. "What about you? Have you found yours yet?"

"Not yet," she says, trying to look indifferent — but you catch that wistful look in her eyes. "Someday soon, hopefully."

"You'll find them," you say, the exact words you've repeated to Jimin multiple times over the years. "Time is all it takes. I hope yours is less of a jerk than mine... and if they are, I'm more than happy to instruct you in the ways of torturing them."

"Noted," she smiles, before returning to her book.

You, though, can't focus. Actually, you haven't been able to concentrate on anything lately — ever since this trivial back and forth between you and Yoongi turned into something more desperate and warlike, it's all that's ever on your mind.

Sighing, you stand up, leaving your place at the table to go fetch a book from one of the many shelves lining the opposite wall of the library. It doesn't take you long to find what you're looking for, but you immediately stumble over and hit the ground, nearly knocking your head against the wood of the shelf.

"Fuck," you hear someone curse in the next aisle. You know that voice, you realize after a few seconds, immediately ducking your head around the corner in amused curiosity.

"What'd you do to yourself this time?"

Yoongi scowls at you from the ground, as irked as always. "None of your business."

"It kind of is, actually, now that I feel it too."

"Oh, really? Where was that concern when you were hurting yourself just to get back at me for doing absolutely nothing?"

"You did it back! You have no right to be telling me what I did was wrong if you decided to do it too!"

"Why the hell did you do it in the first place?"

"Shh!" The librarian walks past the two of you, giving you a sharp glare as she replaces a few books with the ones in her hands. You nod apologetically to her, head bowed.

"You're so loud," you whisper a few seconds later, just as Yoongi gets himself off the ground and has managed to gather the books he'd dropped.

"You literally started yelling first, Y/N."

A deep frown makes its way onto your face. "You know what? I still don't understand why you're like this. Can we not have a civil conversation for once? Every time I talk to you it turns into a goddamn argument!"

"Yeah, well, maybe if you'd just minded your own business, we wouldn't be having this argument!" Yoongi pauses for a breath. "You always make it an argument, Y/N, I don't go out of my way to pick a fight with you!"

"Isn't that what you're doing right now?"

"No! I just don't understand your problem with me! Look," he says, a little calmer, "I know you don't want to be my soulmate. And I'm not particularly in love with you either. But you can at least act like I'm human too, right? Or is that too much for your inflated pride?"

"Did you just call me arrogant?" you ask incredulously, trailing after him as he walks back to where he was sitting. "You think I'm doing this because I'm conceited?"

"N—"

"Well, for your information, I'm not. I just really dislike you."

Yoongi tongues his cheek in frustration, slamming his book down onto the table. "And for what?" he demands. "I like to know it if and when I fuck up, Y/N. Stop repeating the fact that you hate me and just tell me why."

You flinch at his harsh tone and the sensation that sends a painful twinge through your palm. "You're just... you're so hard to talk to," you accuse. "Like, really? How am I supposed to wrap my head around this whole thing when I can't have a conversation with you without feeling like shit?"

He's gaping at you now. "I'm making you feel like shit? And you're not doing the same by basically trash talking me to my face?"

"I'm not! I'm just telling the truth; and besides, you asked!"

"Who are you to go around judging the way people are? Not everyone is bubbly and cheery, you know? Being grumpy for a second doesn't mean being grumpy for a lifetime!"

"Well, I can't tell, can I? Not when you always act like you hate the rest of the human race!"

Yoongi doesn't reply to you, just staring back at you for a few moments. Instead, his jaw clenches as he turns away without any kind of rebuttal.

"Alright," he says gruffly. "I'll go first."

Your eyes widen slightly as your frustration dissipates. You'd only meant to check on him out of curiosity after his fall, you hadn't intended for it to escalate to this scale at all... "Wait—"

"Don't bother to talk to me next time," he interrupts you, a hint of bitterness to his voice. "Since I always make you feel like shit, anyways."

"No, I didn't m—"

Yoongi's gone before you can give him any miserable excuse from your side, bag slung over his shoulder and that cup of coffee in his right hand. You catch a glimpse of his fingers wrapped around the cup, two band-aids covering the knuckles of his smallest digits, and you can't help but wonder... did you do that to him? All those days you spent wrapping bandages around your legs and arms, was he doing the same?

But you hate him, right? No matter how closely bound you two are, you're allowed to do this, aren't you?

You don't know.

You recall the sight of his worn out expression and sigh, shaking your head. Whatever it is about Min Yoongi that draws the worst out of you, you'll never know. All you're sure of is that apparently you're supposed to love him, apparently you're supposed to be his and vice versa. But you just can't.

As you trudge back to your seat, you notice that the girl from earlier is still there, still taking diligent notes — except her eyes now follow you, a mixture of concern and curiosity.

"I'm fine," you state. The words come out far harsher than intended, but she doesn't seem to take offense.

"Really?" she asks instead. "S'great if you are, but if you're not then you're just lying to yourself, Y/N."

You blink at her, surprised. "Huh? How'd you know my name?"

"You guys were yelling," she explains. "I could hear him from over here."

"Aish. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." She chews on her pencil for a second, seemingly contemplating something. "Mind if I give you my two cents?"

The girl's awfully blunt and gets right to the point, and it reminds you of your friends for a moment. Something about her just makes you want to trust her, to let her in.

So you shrug your shoulders and say, "Sure."

"Second chances only come once."

"Huh?"

She nods, tucking her hair behind her ear. "You don't really know anything about him," she says. "You don't know what's happened to him before. You could be his second chance, and he probably just took a blow after that whole debacle you two had over there."

"What?"

She chuckles softly, and you find yourself rethinking your stance on the situation. She's right, she's right, your heart tells you, but your brain is saying something else entirely, and it's maddening.

"Give him a chance, Y/N. Everyone deserves one."

Hours later, you're still thinking about what a random stranger said to you at the library earlier.

Yoongi? A chance? No, thank you. You don't need to waste any more of your time on guys that aren't going to give you the time of day once they're not interested.

And yet, a small part of your conscience says otherwise. He's not just any guy, it reminds you. You're soulmates for a reason.

You're so frustrated you want to tear your hair out. "Soulmates are stupid!"

Jimin walks into your room with two cans of soda, an eyebrow raised as he tosses one to you. "Yikes, Y/N. What's gotten into you today?"

"Min Yoongi," you grumble.

Your best friend gapes at you, nearly spilling his soda all over himself. "I'm sorry, what?"

"What?"

"Already, Y/N?!"

You're confused as you take a sip of the sweet drink. "Already what, Jimin?"

He's opening and closing his mouth, eyes so wide he looks like a clown out of those children's cartoons. "You and Yoongi — you guys — I can't believe you finally got laid!"

This prompts you to spit out the liquid in your mouth, dissolving into a coughing fit as you try and regain your breath.

"There, there," Jimin says, stroking your back gently. "I won't mention it again if you don't want me to, I'm sorry. Was he a bad lay?"

"A bad what? Jimin, I don't know what you think I'm doing, but having sex with him is most certainly not on my list," you frown.

Your best friend, on the other hand, looks totally dumbfounded.

"Huh? But you answered with his name!"

You smack the side of his head gently. "That's not how idioms work, dumbass."

"Okay, sheesh, sorry," he apologizes, rubbing his temple. "But really, though. Everything okay with Yoongi?"

"Not really," you say truthfully, "but it's fine. Neither of us are expecting anything from the other."

Jimin looks skeptical as he eyes you carefully. "You sure?"

"Mhm."

He tilts his head back, draining the can of soda as he swallows. "You know, Y/N, maybe you should give the guy a chance."

There it is again, that word. The one thing everyone tells you that you need to give.

But is it worth your time? Is he worth your time? Or is he just going to walk away and leave you broken again? Maybe you're being selfish, but you'd rather spare yourself the heartbreak process than willingly go into something you know won't be good for you.

"Yeah, okay," you lie through your teeth, soda can still nearly full in your hand. "Maybe I will."

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[ac3id]

hi hi! can i get uhhhhhh bakugo x fem reader, where the reader is quite strong and has a nice quirk and is great in combat (easily like Mirios level), and at first she looks intimidating and unapproachable, but after living at the dorms and having classes together it turns out normally she's super kind and gentle and isn't scared of his outbursts, she's playful and likes to tease him and gets along with everyone well, and he ends up falling for her and developing a huge soft spot for her? ty!💖

--also for the bakugo x fem reader, you can write it as HC or oneshot, fluff or smut or both, i'll leave it up to you!! i really love your blog and how you write, thank you!! 💖💖💖 ]

hell yes!!! even though im shiggy’s whore idkk.... bakugou can just get it. also thanks for the love means alot 😭

ehehe im also planning a series for yandere bakugou 😋 y’all prepare yourselves

also eeeee if u see any grammatical errors or sm pls forgive me,,,, i wrote dis w my retarted phone fjdksksk

warnings: suggestive themes, it's mostly fluff doe, baku n reader are in their 3rd year 18 years old.

contrary to popular belief, i think bakugou is not a tsundere.

if he wants someone he does not give them mixed signals, he probably might just straight up go to his crush and claim them for himself in front of everyone.

he cherishes his s/o and would do anything for them.

with that being said, he dreams of a meaningful relationship but unfortunately. katsuki bakugou cannot fall in love that easily.

he has bigger ambitions like: training to become the number one hero. he does not have time for romance,

so when you come along, he is not really bothered. you’re just another extra, he does not go out of his way to greet you with a warm welcome like kaminari or kirishima do. he does not return the polite smiles you throw at him, he just doesn’t care. there a new girl? so what? she looks kind of scary? he couldn’t give two shits about how you look.

what really gets his attention is how you are able to keep up with him during training. you are strong, almost stronger than him. now, he’s concerned. bakugou likes being the strongest in the room and if someone threatens that, he is going to care.

both of you start off with a love-hate relationship, he is always screaming about how he is going to kick your ass, blow you up into little pieces; make you taste dirt. you always roll your eyes before attacking him and for the next ten minutes it's just the both you manhandling each other until aizawa breaks you two away with his capture weapon. you stick your tongue out to him teasingly, he scoffs and looks away.

the others tease you both all the time. kaminari is always making jokes about the sexual tension between the two of you. you laugh along with it, going up to bakugou and taunting him. bakugou always barks at your face and tells you to shut up, a pink tint forming on his cheeks.

slowly, bakugou finds himself thinking about you. thoughts about you keeps him awake at night, he has got dark circles forming under his eyes these days. all because of you. at first he does not understand, it’s just his thirst for being better than you right? then why does his heart clench everytime you look at him? why does he want to spend more time with you, talk to you?

it doesn't take a genius to understand what he is feeling, he has a crush on you. it’s unexpected, he couldn’t understand why it you out everyone he could fall for. you were always annoying him and treating him like he was an extra but maybe that was why.

once he has admitted to himself that he likes you, that’s when it's your game over.

now, whenever you are teasing him. he retorts back leaving you a flustered mess. you did not believe he had it in him considering how quickly he was to shy away before but now he is sending you mischievous smirks, flirting with you in public. you are left speechless.

the tables have turned, bakugou soon becomes the one taunting you and reducing you to a blubbering mess and after a few weeks, he asks you out.

at first, you think he is joking but the way his crimson eyes look at you with adoration and love; you know it is real. bakugou really likes you. you say yes, of course.

the relationship which blooms between the two of you is healthy and beautiful, you both joke around and have fun. you are able to keep up with each other, help each other and grow together.

in bed bakugou usually tops, with his ego bigger than his dick (which is also huge) it's no surprise how he manages to pin you down and ram his fat cock in you unforgivingly. but don’t be fooled. on good days you manage to pull him under you, and treat him like the slut he is.

neither of you are shy when it comes to sex, y'all probably have even done it in public. bakugou probably has forced you to put on a phone controlled vibrator for an entire day of school. he has the controls, he leaves it at low for the most part but while you're talking to someone he doesn't like: he puts it max without any warning. you try your best not moan, your face heats up as you bite down on your bottom lip smiling awkwardly at the other person.

he usually does it when you are talking to midoriya or todoroki, this man petty af.

make up sex is very common, sometimes the two of start arugruing over the most trivial things. those days usually end with bakugou pounding into you, showing no mercy or soft love making. it depends entirely on what you both were disagreeing about.

overall, bakugou is an amazing lover. he loves and cherishes you and feels like he is the luckiest man on the planet for having you as his girlfriend <3

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[bisluthq]

Roomate anon, hi babe! ❤️ First of all I just wanted to say that I am so so happy that you managed to work out your thoughts and admit to yourself that you're gay, that's so good for you! Some of us take years and years to even start accepting that part of ourselves. Also, you don't have to go and tell your family and friends right away hun, you have all the right to decide who gets to know this part about yourself because you feel safe and comfortable with them knowing.

You're so brave and admirable and from what you've shared with us, I can tell that you genuinely are a sweet, kind, and compassionate person who cares about others and tries her best at everything. Those are such lovely qualities to have ❤️ PLS tell us what happened when you talked to roomie! Your story is so beautiful and it's safe to say that we're all rooting for you, sending you love, and wishing you the best😍❤️

Now, in reference to Tay's gay sounding songs, I 100% agree with you on Dress and Delicate. Without the backstory of Swiftwyn, those two songs are very sapphic and really capture the feeling of a sprouting wlw relationship. Nat has a very good lyric by lyric interpretation of Dress somewhere in the blog if you wanna check it out, I feel the same as her in regards to that song.

To me personally (and I think many here will agree), Treacherous sounds very gay too bc of all the "I'll do anything you say if you say it with your hands" and "forever going with the flow, but you're friction". Imo Begin Again is somehow gay as well, bc of all the comparing a past "he" that didn't understand you or treat you the way you would like, and currently being with a "you" (female imo) that thinks you're funny and endearing, can relate to you, and treats you the way you wanna be treated.

Wonderland is... pretty gay idk. Like the rs it talks about goes into trouble bc "whispers turned to talking and talking turned to screams" as in people started to find out about them and being judgy. Not to mention "too in love to think straight" which speaks for itself haha.

I hear wlw in It's Nice To Have A Friend. It sounds to me like two high school friends who are actually more than friends but don't yet know it and, like you a few weeks ago (it's okay we've all been there ❤️) , think "aw it's so nice to be straight girls and be best friends and be able to just kiss and sleep together, isn't it so nice that bffs can do that".

Seven. Holy shit that song called me out so loudly lmao. Seven is about two different themes imo: 1) the beauty of being a little kid and not having to worry about anything and just playing and running all day. As a kid we're very free spirited and imaginative and, in my case, happy to play in the trees and the mud and just be wild 2) being seven years old and looking at one of your girl classmates in school and loving/memorizing very specific physical features of theirs like their hair (like a pattern), their freckles, their dimples etc and also thinking "we should run away together and live a cool life like superheroes or dancers or animal rescuers (me haha)". At that age we don't really know it or understand it, but those are early romantic feeling towards another girl. I could go on and on about this song tbh.

I agree with you in that August has a wlw vibe to it. Idk if it's the nostalgia, the cottagecore of it all, or the lamentation of a love that could not last for whatever reason but the energy is there. "Wanting was enough, for me it was enough to live for the hope of it all" and all of that you know.

Ivy is imo a fraction of a wlw story set during winter in like the 1700s or 1800s. The narrator is a widow whose husband died recently and she's having a romantic thing with one of her female friends, but the friend's engaged to be married to a man (as in her hand has been promised to him because that's how things worked during those times, marriages were often arranged by families), so the whole thing is a secret affair, which is why she says "your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand": her friends touch sets her insides on fire bc of how much she's attracted to her, but the touch is "tarnished" bc the whole thing is forbidden, yet it's "so grand" because it's meaningful and their love is very real.

"And the old widow goes to the stone everyday, but I stay here grieving for the living" = a widow would usually go to visit their husband's grave and lament his passing, but the narrator doesn't do this because she doesn't (and probably never did coz you know she's gay) feel any deep love towards her husband, she doesn't really miss him, and instead she prefers to focus on the love and infatuation she has for her female friend, and she grieves that they can't actually be together in a normal way bc of society at that time.

But they really are deeply in love with each other and it breaks the narrator that they can't spend their lives together as a couple : "goddamn my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand". Yet they continue to love each other, spend time together, and be magnificently cursed while sitting down to talk for hours while drinking the narrator's dead husband's wine, because she doesn't really care that it used to belong to her husband; it has no significant value to her in that sense so she prefers to drink it with her lover.

"Clover blooms in the fields, spring breaks loose the time is near, what would he do if he found us out" : the bridge explains that winter has passed, spring is coming, and the wedding date for her lover and her bethroved husband is getting nearer (aka they're running out of time to be together). They discuss the possibility of attempting to keep their secret rs even after the marriage, but they fear of what would happen if the husband found out: "he's gonna burn this house to the ground", the house being their romance.

Still, the narrator insists that her lover will always be in her mind and in her otherwise cold ("my house of stone") heart ("your ivy grows and now I'm covered in you"). She claims that she will forever remember and hold on to the "moments that they stole, on begged and borrowed time", which suggests that they don't end up together, not even in secret. Sorry I got carried away but my mates I could write a whole ass novel about this song, I already have the narrator and her lover well developped in my brain and I have some pretty solid ideas for side characters lol.

Cowboy like me has sapphic aspects to it. "Takes one to know one" makes me think of how a lot of gay people have very on point gaydars and can sorta tell when someone pings haha. Idk Tay really loves Joe in a gay way and I love them for it haha.

And lastly what even is Dorothea lmao like is there even a non-gay explanation for that song? It's a fictional setting and fictional characters but Tay hun you really know how to capture the feeling of having been in love with a girl and now seeing her from far away huh. I mean it could be accidental but still👀 the song sounds gay to me idk.

Those are just off the top of my head and my personal opinion. At the end of the day, we can relate queer experiences to all sorts of songs and all lyrical interpretations are valid. That's what art is all about 😊.

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#roommate anon <3

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Hi, so I just watched Professor Marston and the Wonder Women and it was fucking perfect and it's become one of my favorite movies ever. I just don't understand why no one is talking about it or why it isn't winning awards?????? Anyways please use this ask to talk about your love for the movie because I really want someone to share my excitement and love for this movie

HI YES HELLO. “use this ask to talk about your love for the movie” YOU ARE EXTREMELY KIND, FRIEND, I WILL DO EXACTLY THAT. GOD KNOWS I AM INCAPABLE OF DOING ANYTHING ELSE. ALSO, I AM VERY EXCITED FOR YOU.

first of all: hopefully now that there are torrents, people will begin waking up. (i’m so excited there are gifs! i’ve waited for this moment ALL OF MY LIFE. “kayla you’ve only known about the movie since a month or two before it’s release date in october of last year–” ALL MY DAMN LIFE.) second of all: the lack of acknowledgement/awards is a DISGRACE, owed at least in part to the fact that annapurna really just dropped it in terms of award consideration. but also, i will be offended about it for the entire rest of my life. (luckily, i am too overwhelmingly delighted about this movie’s existence to let this DISGUST consume me. yk.)

surprise: there is rambling ahead!

first, let me just say this: i just finished reading the secret history of wonder women and, though i already definitely knew this, it hit me all over again how fucking absurdly, outrageously, improbably lucky we are to have been given angela’s cinematic interpretation. i truly believe that this movie in anyone else’s hands would have proved something else entirely – among those things, far more hetero and far less positive in terms of its depiction of polyamory. (and god even knows where the ideas about kink would have been taken.) because this movie could have been made A MILLION WAYS. yes, in real life, marston was probably an asshole much of the time. and in real life, it’s unlikely he gave elizabeth a real choice re: olive moving in with them. and, like, whatever, i’m not even getting into the question of romance re: e/o, because i can already hear christie appearing at my house and screaming THEY WERE LIKE SISTERS through my door lmao. (sure. yeah. definitely.) but the point is that that relationship could have been interpreted in a million (shittier) ways. anyway, all of those things being true, angela came into this movie with 8 years of research under her belt, a fascination with wonder woman and the marston-holloway-byrne family, and a vision of a goddamn love story. the new york times wasn’t kidding when they called this movie a trojan horse: what you end up with from this movie is three people falling in love, building a life together, and, incidentally, wonder woman. you also get a movie that centers elizabeth’s arc, regardless of what the title or framing device pretends. bill remains pretty steadfastly bill the entire movie as he appears in the first scene; elizabeth upends her entire life, and it’s that journey that sets the course for the whole damn movie. not to mention the fact that elizabeth/olive becomes basically the crux of the entire thing. WHO ELSE WOULD HAVE WRITTEN IT LIKE THIS? who else would have dedicated themselves to a nuanced polyam love story that crafted and centered delightful, three-dimension women above all else???

it’s also HILARIOUS. one of the great triumphs of this movie (imo) is the depiction of elizabeth, because she is written as SO MANY THINGS. she is allowed to BE so many things. not only in the sense that terror and fearlessness exist in her at once but also that you can have scenes like that first encounter with olive, where she’s pretty much an asshole, and you can have scenes like the one in the speakeasy, where she is lively and delighted and takes so much joy in the constant debate that her marriage comprises. she’s incredibly charismatic and she’s a disaster and she’s totally theatrical on the kind of scope that maybe only matches (if in a different way, i think) her husband. (and, of course, the same could be said of olive, in a lot of ways – that she fits Young Ingenue TM in a lot of the immediate, visible ways but is the bravest of all of them. the most unwilling to surrender her absolute conviction both in terms of what she wants and where she will go to achieve it. also, lbh, she is the fucking adult in that relationship.)

speaking of hilarious, as a sidenote because i’ve been laughing about it a lot recently: the longest elizabeth ever goes without saying anything in a conversational scene is that air show “double date” scene. pls if you haven’t already, compare that to the speakeasy date. it makes me laugh EVERY TIME. WHO IS BRANT, TRULY, AND WHY IS HE FOURTH WHEELING. let me tell you how much elizabeth DOESN’T CARE TO FIND OUT ANY OF THESE ANSWERS. second sidenote: the things rebecca is capable of doing with her face, both in larger moments and in much smaller, nuanced moments, whether she is or isn’t talking? art. (i could present to you the whole movie, but i will present, for your consideration, the “ask him questions” scene. both for her face and for the way that scene is framed, where it’s olive who’s trying to avoid hashing everything out but you really follow elizabeth’s journey re: the emotional ramifications of the prior scene across her face.)

anyway, given i could offer a rambling play-by-play of the whole movie if i keep going, i am hereby shutting up. i will conclude with: i can’t tell you how long it’s been since i’ve been THIS INVESTED IN CINEMA. I HARDLY EVEN WATCH MOVIES. THIS MOVIE HAS TURNED MY ENTIRE LIFE UPSIDE DOWN. now all i want in the world is the au where elizabeth gets to take over wonder woman after bill dies. 

THERE IS NOTHING LIKE THIS MOVIE, AND THIS IS THE HILL I WILL DIE ON.

#anonymous #asks #movie: professor marston and the wonder women #kayla has some things to say? everyone is very shocked #Anonymous