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Yeji x Ryujin hardships of being an idol
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It was Friday afternoon after long gruelling hours of dancing Yeji and Ryujin were sprawled over the couch in the dorm both deep in thought too tired to turn on anything on the tv.
After a while of just laying there thinking about life, staring at the ceiling. Yeji broke the silence.
“Ryujin unnie?” Yeji chocked out. “Yea?”
Ryujin looked over to her beloved leader, whose eyes were usually filled with happiness, only to see tears threatening to fall out with Yeji holding them back as best as she could.
“Wh.. Why *hic are people so … so m- mean?”
Ryu had nothing to say she knew nothing she could say or do would make her feel better. She to knew the sinking feeling when everyone hates on them, says they don’t do good enough. How they are ‘flopping’ or something they do isn’t good enough. Sighing she opted to scoot closer to Yeji cuddling up to her.
“I don’t know”
Seeing Yeji like this broke Ryujin’s heart usually the older girl would be content with everything and rare occasions where sorrow filled her eyes. Nothing has ever compared to this.
Tears fell rapidly down Yeji’s face, nose sniffly and rambling incoherent words. Hugging her knees tightly making herself as small as possible. Ryujin took her soft jumper sleeve and gently dabbed Yeji’s tears. Her sleeve instantly got drenched. Despite her best efforts to stay strong Ryujin’s heart can only take so much. Ryujin tucked her face in the corner of Yeji’s neck quietly letting a few stray tears wonder down her face whilst rubbing soothing circles on Yeji’s back.
After a while Yeji fell asleep with tears staining her cheeks. How Ryujin hated whatever made her beloved member this upset. Ryujin quietly scrolled through her phone avoiding anything K-pop related to not trigger anything again. Settling for vlogs of people going to places all around the world. Ryujin would love to explore and travel the world after being an idol. To her world tours restrict her. When in different countries she has no time to look around before going to the next destination.
Ryujin POV
Yeji looked so pretty underneath the glow of the setting sun. Her cat like eyes were enchanting, her lips so captivating and plump. “Shit what am I thinking she probably thinks of me like a sister, a member and nothing else. I never wanted to do something more in my life than to kiss the Hwang Yeji.” I sighed.
“I should probably leave now before things got too complicated or Chaeryeong comes back from the recording studio.”
I carefully and slowly moved away from her and headed back into my own room.
Yeji POV
“Since when did I fall asleep on the couch? Oh. Yeah that’s right I fell asleep crying. Ugh stupid me letting my guard down again, Ryujjn probably thinks I’m a crybaby or something. Speaking of Ryujin where did she go?” I scanned my eyes around the living room finally seeing two notes on the table.
I picked one up and started reading it
Hi Yeddeong.
You were asleep on the couch when I came back home. Is everything alright? I will be in my room if you need me. Btw I went to go buy some of your favourite snacks and they are in the cupboard above the fridge if you want some!
-Chaeryoung
Hello Yeji,
You’re probably wondering why I’m not lying next to you at this moment. Sorry but I had to leave before I got caught by anyone. Start today with a smile ok? I’ll see you later. -Ryu
How nice chaeryoung left me a note and so did Ryujin. These two are so old fashioned they do know phones and texting were invented for a reason right?
Today won’t be started with a smile however just to see the others happy I’ll put on a fake one. *ping*
My manger just texted me that we have the day off today. Great just what I needed more time with the girls will surely make this better (sense the sarcasm)
I got off the couch and went into my room to wash off that nasty day old makeup and took a nice cold shower to clear my thoughts.
I chucked on a baggy jumper and black leggings and mentally prepared myself as best as I could before heading back into our shared common area.
TIME SKIP YEJI FELT MEDIOCRE THROUGH THE DAY IM LAZY
My light fury
Hi Yeji I didn’t catch you today but
do you want to meet on the balcony?
Sure. Why tho?
I feel like yesterday I didn’t get to say everything
I wanted to.
I was still skeptical about Ryujin’s intentions but I was too tired to care. I sluggishly walked to the balcony. A blast of cold air hit me, and lifted my hair. There Ryujin stood looking out to the city of Seoul.
She turned around, hearing the door open.
“Yeji I just needed to say this, I like you so much and you are so talented, haters don’t see everything I do, the work the effort the sleepless nights everything. The way you coordinate Itzy even with me not listening half of the time is like magic. In the end I hope it can be me and you even if it’s against the world.”
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nursc · 10 months
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@mcgnificat asked: i bring problems on myself. sometimes they're worth it.
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ellie’s words peak through the fog, sneaking in between the shadows of her mind, boldly stepping through the forest of guilt she’s built around herself to find an opening, making her listen to something other than her own tempestuous thoughts for the first time in almost a day.
carefully built walls are no match for the tiny musician.
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⠀❛⠀⠀⠀these are my problems,⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀ ⠀ christine points out, eyes lifting for a second from her hands to catch ellie's gaze, still not fully giving up her pretense, before returning to where they twist and turn, knuckles red from the scritch-scratch of her nails.⠀ ⠀ ⠀❛⠀⠀⠀and believe me, they aren't worth it. i'm full of funny little problems, nothing worth your time.⠀ ⠀ ❜
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jack, pt. 1.
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roobgumball95 · 2 years
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hello hi im making good on my promise of finding reasons to pop into your inbox :D
how are you? I hope your day was good hehe ^-^
also pls gimme three iwa headcanons you have >:)
love that for you <3
i’m okay!!! my package came so my meh day turned into a pretty good one😎 nothing’s better for your will to live than wasting money online
ok ok perfect
1: he has the 3in1 shampoo. i’m sorry. it’s the 15in1. the 36in1. it doubles as grill cleaner and dish soap along with shampoo and conditioner and anything else. you could fill up your car with it and it’d work.
2: he doesn’t know his astrological sign. oikawa makes fun of him for being a gemini (deserved) and he just is like “am i a gemini???” like he doesn’t know
3: one time oikawa’s sister caught him and oikawa when they were little and covered them in makeup. he kinda liked it bc she kept saying “hajime you look so pretty!!!!!” but then oikawa said he looked weird with long lashes so he immediately demanded for the makeup to be taken off :(((
BONUS, just for you: he lowkey takes oikawa’s insults personally sometimes. like they rub him the wrong way and he gets a little quiet and looks hard at oikawa like he’s trying to tell if he’s serious
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squishyneet · 2 years
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Can you write something for cap guy and eugene?? I feel like their dynamic is a bit underrated<\3
Sorry this took so long! I know what you mean! There’s definitely something going on there 👀
“You should be more careful.“ Eugene brushed the dust and debris off his friend’s blazer. “There’s a reason I don’t ask you to fight too often.“
Eugene, the apathetic and ruthless gang boss, was asking him to be careful. “I’m your boss, so you should listen to me, okay?”
He took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Cap Guy knew what he was talking about. He could tell Eugene took extra care when it came to him. Fixing him up, asking if he was okay, reminding him to eat and sleep. After three years, he could read Eugene like a book. He knew when he gets his emotions involved.
But he couldn’t say that, so he simply squeezed back, letting Eugene know that he acknowledges his concern. He wished he was allowed to tell him how he really felt.
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yes7erdays-a1 · 5 months
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" no tears in my kitchen, thank you! "
wet brown eyes blink ferociously at chloe, dirty fingers leaving behind a smudged stain on her cheek when she tries to wipe them away in vain. there are no onions for her to blame this on. no pinprick of a knife that she can ask chloe to kiss it better to hide from the fact she’s crying — sobbing — over a ruined souffle.
teardrops only add to the mess, falling on the batter, which failed to rise in big, fat splashes.
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❛⠀⠀i’m on my period or something, ignore me.⠀ ❜⠀ excuse slips out between sobs, teeth digging into her bottom lip to stop the trail. the tears had been happy just a second ago, hadn’t they? another ruined souffle to add to the pile, she’d leaned against the other’s side happily as they giggled and pointed fingers at each other, going over each disastrous step. only, between one joke and another, a sinking feeling crept up from her stomach, wrapping its cold tendrils around her heart, squeezing the joy out of the moment. from there, it spread across her body, chilling her in place, her smile melting off her features as the tears started to fall.⠀ ❛⠀⠀i cried watching an ad yesterday. you’re lucky i didn’t show up with a puppy.⠀ ❜
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𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (𝐏𝐓. 𝟏)
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blueboyluca · 10 months
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“When I first heard it, from a dog trainer who knew her behavioral science, it was a stunning moment. I remember where I was standing, what block of Brooklyn’s streets. It was like holding a piece of polished obsidian in the hand, feeling its weight and irreducibility. And its fathomless blackness. Punishment is reinforcing to the punisher. Of course. It fit the science, and it also fit the hidden memories stored in a deeply buried, rusty lockbox inside me. The people who walked down the street arbitrarily compressing their dogs’ tracheas, to which the poor beasts could only submit in uncomprehending misery; the parents who slapped their crying toddlers for the crime of being tired or hungry: These were not aberrantly malevolent villains. They were not doing what they did because they thought it was right, or even because it worked very well. They were simply caught in the same feedback loop in which all behavior is made. Their spasms of delivering small torments relieved their frustration and gave the impression of momentum toward a solution. Most potently, it immediately stopped the behavior. No matter that the effect probably won’t last: the reinforcer—the silence or the cessation of the annoyance—was exquisitely timed. Now. Boy does that feel good.”
— Melissa Holbrook Pierson, The Secret History of Kindness (2015)
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batshaped · 1 month
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the continued adventures of an internet user who was frozen in 2004 and defrosted in 2021: some things are just the way you left them
previous 2004 internet user comics are here: one, two, three, four, five; or just in my 2004 tag
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wr0wn · 9 months
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Oh, my love
I know, I am a cold, cold man
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strawbie-doodle · 1 month
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havent drawn all of them in a WHILE ✸
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scribbling-dragon · 10 days
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missing ranchers forever and ever and ever (a redraw of THIS from a year ago)
[click for better quality! + closeups under the cut]
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mwagneto · 9 months
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i think it's fascinating how crowley has never ever actually forced or even pressured aziraphale into anything.. like he knows exactly which buttons to push and how to well. tempt him but he's always playing a very careful game, knowing full well how far he's allowed to go and how far aziraphale wants to go. vs the entire confession scene where their whole dance goes out the window and he begs and pleads and kisses him because he's given up on the slow and safe games and it's all so desperate and uncalculated and human
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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Your posts about wen ning are making me very sad. He just wants a hug 😔 can we wrap him up in a weighted blanket instead of chains? Much more comforting and still deadly when thrown at others!
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He has been blanketed and given a mug of hot coco.
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codgod · 6 months
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masochism tango
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nevesmose · 1 month
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Curze grinned at the First Captain suddenly, transforming his visage into a death’s head rictus lit by febrile eyes. ‘Now you have met my brother, you must surely prefer crows to ravens.’
That was a joke, thought Sevatar. He did not understand jokes. ‘My lord, are we finished?’
For some unfathomable reason, that made Curze cringe, and he nodded like a rebuked child.
Konrad Curze: The Night Haunter by Guy Haley.
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beep-beep-robin · 2 years
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steve doesn’t let anyone see when he‘s in pain. his parents never picked up on him being ill unless it was pretty severe, and even then they used to make him feel like a burden because of it. so he just doesn‘t show it nowadays.
when he starts to hang out with eddie more, it‘s not him that picks up on it when steve‘s not feeling good, but wayne. raising a boy all by yourself makes you pick up on those kind of things.
he sees how steve will sometimes squint when it‘s too bright in the room, sees how he flinches when there‘s a sudden loud noise. how he slightly relaxes when eddie absentmindedly runs his fingers through steve‘s hair (wayne doesn‘t like poking around in eddie‘s love life. but the fact that that thought crosses his mind when he‘s watching them says something. if he asked eddie about it he‘d probably say they‘re just very touchy friends).
so he talks to eddie about it when steve‘s not around. tells him that he thinks there’s something going on with steve. what eddie can look out for, and that he should talk to steve about it.
steve‘s first instinct when eddie brings it up to him is to laugh and play it off. he doesn‘t want to burden eddie with his own bullshit that he can deal with himself.
but eddie keeps pushing until steve admits that yeah, he gets headaches really often. that normal painkillers only help a bit, that light hurts his eyes, that they make the ringing in his ear even worse (eddie makes a mental note to bring that one up again later) and that he can barely concentrate whenever they come on. that he finds it hard to concentrate anyways, most of the time.
it‘s probably because of all the times he got hit in the head, he tells eddie.
he says that he doesn't want to be alone when he has the headaches, because that just makes him feel even worse. that's another reason why he never told anyone. (he also tells him about the russians, finally. eddie gives steve a hug afterwards, and steve almost cries into his shoulder. but he holds it back. eddie can hear his breath hitch.)
from that day on they have an agreement that steve has to tell him whenever he doesn‘t feel good. or that he at least won’t hide it. eddie goes over to steve's place when he knows it's one of those days, or he invites steve to his trailer. he turns off the lights when steve needs it to be dark, keeps explaining things to him when he doesn‘t understand them the first time, tries to be as quiet as possible.
he also keeps running his fingers through his hair, but it's more intentional now. he can tell that it helps steve relax, turns it into more of a massage. when steve slips off into sleep, after a while of him protesting that eddie really didn't need to do this, he lets his fingers roam a bit more. over his eyebrows, down the sides of his nose, over his cheekbones. unknowingly taking care of him in a way that no one ever really had before. steve sighs in his sleep.
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cringelordofchaos · 18 days
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// for even if I'm far away, I hold you in my heart //⟩ 💙💜
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