#finally drew it. yayaya

[sotogalmo]

11:21

Yume in Pav's clothing/as Pav

[squinch-depraved]

Giggly sex? Maybe with schlatt?

yayaya combining this with another ask from @manticore-fangs because i thought they'd go well together hope you two don't mind sharing :3 starts sweet and ends spicy teehee

schlatt kissed your temple as you smiled, the echo of your laughter fading away and leaving you two in what would be silence if it weren't for your favorite cartoon playing quietly on the tv. the two of you had had a fantastic day together, leaving you giddy and nearly drunk off his touch. he loved when he got to spend this much time with you, you were both busy people so it was rare you both had a full free day line up, but here you were.

he joked, quipping lines timed perfectly to elicit laughs from you, and kissed you all over until you were giggling uncontrollably. schlatt loved your laugh, it always cheered him up and he never felt like a joke or bit was successful until he heard your distinctive snort, followed by your maniacal cackle.

but tonight, you were soft for him. putty in his hands, only giggles, none of your usual shrieking or howling. he kept trying to make you break, poking and prodding you at an increasingly rough pace before transitioning into tickling you. a grin broke out on his face when you finally cracked. your frantic, hiccuping laugh as you begged him to stop drew out his own crazed cackle, and he ceased tickling you.

"finally, doll," he chuckled after you had both caught your breath. "just wanted to hear your real laugh."

"it's always my real laugh," you replied, smiling as you swatted at him playfully.

"no, i know, it's just.. i like that laugh. the one that makes you sound insane. i have to earn it, but you always sound so happy." he stares down at you, positioned in between your legs from how he was laying on your chest earlier in the evening.

your face flushed when he slid his hand up your bare thigh under your dress. the two of you had worn relatively comfortable clothes for your date, and he had specifically requested you wear a simple dress so he could access you with ease. once his hand reached your panties, he hooked one finger into their waistband and pulled them off you in one swift motion. pussy laid bare to him, his eyes left your face and watched as his fingers swiped over your wet slit.

"ohh, god, j," you laughed nervously when he began tracing figure eights into your clit. "you make me so dizzy..."

he looked down at you lovingly. "i know, toots. keep makin' those pretty noises for me, huh? love to hear you all stupid just from my touch."

you giggled, spreading your legs wider. "in me, j," you asked through moans. he obliged and inserted his middle finger, pumping it into you and curling it to make you cry out more.

"not enough," you protested after a bit. "need your cock." you grabbed at his lower half and giggled once more when you noticed him gawking at you. "what??"

he shook his head as if coming out of a daze and pushed you back down before standing up to strip all his clothes off. you mirrored him, slipping your dress up and over your head along with your bra. when you laid back down and eagerly looked up at him, legs spread as if displaying yourself for his pleasure, he pumped his shaft in his hand a few times before climbing on top of you and slotting your legs over his shoulders.

"oh- oh! is this how we're doing it tonight?" you laughed again, unsure of what your boyfriend wanted. "just gonna bend me 'til i break?" you said it with a loving smile, but he snickered and made piercing eye contact.

"that's the plan, doll," he said with unsettling confidence. "this is me startin' out nice." with that, he pushed himself into you, inch after delicious inch filling your hole. you whined after a moment of stillness, having adjusted to his size, and he began pounding you. the sound of skin slapping was accompanied by lewd moans and grunts, overshadowing the intro to yet another episode of the long-forgotten cartoon.

you yelped and giggled when he smacked your ass and bent you even further back. "feels really good, baby," you cooed, oblivious to the fact that you were only halfway into the position he was aiming for.

"i know," he assured you, letting you enjoy it a moment longer before fully shifting to be on top, moving your legs, pinning you down, and drilling his hips down into you.

you screeched, dug your freshly done nails that he had picked out into his back, and rambled incoherently about how good he was fucking you. the weight of him holding you down like this rendered you defenseless as he impaled you again and again on his thick cock, and he had a perfect view of your face tearing up. you were still laughing somehow, high off the infinite pleasure he was giving you, except now you weren't in control of it at all. giggling as you sobbed from your approaching orgasm, you tried your best to communicate you were going to cum but if he understood, schlatt didn't say anything.

he only reacted with a, "jesus," when you squirted all over him, making a mess on his expensive couch. you were still laughing, voice shaky and lustful as he continued to jackhammer you.

"pl- aaah! please, j! 's too good!" you wept.

"what the fuck did i do to you to make you cry like this?" he spat down at you. "my dick just that good? huh?" his hips were speeding up and he dug his nails into your skin, determined to leave some kind of mark.

"y-yes, baby, so good!" you wailed.

he growled and continued chasing his high, mumbling a, "close!" before his hips stuttered and he thrust down into you far more forcefully than he had all night. he continued to fuck you, staring down at the pearly white liquid coating his shaft after it pumped in and out, and finally pulled away when you tapped his arm tiredly.

schlatt flopped onto another couch cushion, waving his hand when you went to get up in an attempt to prevent his seed from spilling out of you and onto the couch. "you already squirted all over it, i have to get it cleaned anyway. stay comfy," he said. "ya fuckin' whore."

[nap-thym3]

yayaya I finally drew him 

[angsty-teacup]

Have you considered drawing Jevil in a Spamton style outfit?

* NOW’S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A BIG SHOT, BIG SHOT !!!

[anotherkpopvictim]

Sometimes You Gotta Be Bad - JiHope Littlespace Drabble

(Gif source - joeguk)

yayaya on AO3 requested: “can you do one with little hoseok and caregiver jimin with spanking? smut maybe ? thxs”

A/N: Thank you so much for your patience with me, I hope this was worth the wait!

I haven’t written anything with spanking (or any punishment really lol) so this was a great request.

Here ya go, I hope you like it!!

Pairing: Little!Hoseok X Caregiver!Jimin

Rating: M (Smut)

Words: 2278

smut, spanking, fluff

WARNINGS: This story involves spanking as well as sex during littlespace, so if that makes you uncomfortable, please don’t read.

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When it came to the littles in Bangtan, Hoseok was easily the most well-behaved.

Jungkook was the one who acted up the most, but his members didn’t love him any less for it. He just needed to be reminded of the rules more often than the others.

Taehyung was fairly well-mannered but got fussy when he didn’t get what he wanted right away. However, just like with the maknae, the rest of the members didn’t love him any less for it.

Hoseok though - Hoseok was an angel. He was almost unreasonably patient for a little and was very quiet.

No one is perfect, however, because even though Hoseok was a sweetheart most of the time, when he felt that familiar itch under his skin - the kind that begged for a burning sting on his ass - he couldn’t help but be bad.

He didn’t go out looking for trouble, but if an opportunity presented itself, Hoseok wouldn’t say no.

“Jung Hoseok,” the voice was eerily calm as it rang through the room.

The little looked up from where he sat in front of the white bathroom wall. His eyes were wide with fright, his body seizing up.

Jimin, who was stood in the doorway to the main bathroom in the dorm, narrowed his eyes in on the artwork created by the little on the wall.

Hoseok was caught in the act, his right hand clutching an uncapped red marker and a rainbow of other markers scattered around him on the floor. The wall was now covered in a giant mural of what appeared to be the little’s depiction of a farm. A blue cow, a purple horse, yellow chickens, and a pink pig were a few that Jimin could make out. He was currently working on a large, red barn beside his animals.

The problem was that, of course, one of the littles’ main rules was no drawing on the walls. It had been set in place after a mishap with Taehyung, who didn’t get in trouble because he truly didn’t know he wasn’t supposed to draw on the walls at the time and it was only with a pencil that was fairly easy to wipe off.

Little angel Hoseok, though, knew all the rules well, so he didn’t have an excuse for his breaking of one.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” Jimin asked, his voice still uncomfortably level.

Hoseok immediately began whining and squirming, tripping over his own words, “S-Seokie was - he just - Seokie didn’t like the boring white walls so he draw pictures!”

Jimin took a few steps closer to the little, hands on his hips. “You know you’re not supposed to draw on the walls! You know, Hoseok.” He sighed, regretting gifting the little the only set of non-washable markers in the whole house. Of course, Hoseok just had to use that set when he decided to ruin the white wall.

The little frowned petulantly, “But-”

“No buts,” Jimin interrupted, “Is there a rule that says no one is allowed to draw on the walls?”

Hoseok squirmed on his butt, intimidated by his Daddy’s tone of voice. “Y-Yes...”

“And you drew on the walls. That’s breaking a rule, right?”

Now, the little nodded, more genuinely apologetic this time as he looked at his socked feet. “Seokie broke the rule.” What had seemed like a good idea at the time was slowly turning into the exact opposite.

Some of the tension eased out of Jimin’s shoulders, “You did, so Daddy’s going to give you a punishment.”

Hoseok looked up with wide eyes and a gasp, “No! N-Not punishment.”

“Yes, punishment,” Jimin replied firmly, “I think spanks should work.”

“Spanks!?”

“Yes. Now, because you seem sorry, I’ll give you a choice,” Jimin said. “Five spanks on your bare skin or ten over your underwear.”

The little bit his lip in thought, resigned to the fact that he was going to be punished. Though spanks from his Daddy hurt, they both knew that Hoseok rather liked the pain and that part of the punishment was actually probably going to be keeping the little from getting too aroused.

“F-Five on my skin, please,” Hoseok finally answered.

Jimin let a gentle smile quirk his lips, “Good boy. Now, while I try to clean up your mess, I want you to go to the bedroom and take off your clothes. Wait on the bed for me, alright? I’ll only be a few minutes.”

Excitement and a bit of fear coiled in the little’s stomach and had him nodding eagerly. He wasted no time in hurrying to the bedroom and stripping down just as his Daddy had asked him to. He thought that maybe if he was good now, he would be allowed to cum after his punishment.

Just as Jimin said, a few minutes later he waltzed into the room and took in the sight of his baby lying naked on top of the covers. Though it was a lustful sight and caused his dick to twitch to life in his jeans, Jimin held himself together.

The caregiver took a seat on the edge of the bed and ran a hand through his pink locks before turning to the expectant little. “Over my lap, Hoseok.”

The little wanted to whine at the lack of a pet name, but he also knew that bad boys didn’t deserve cute names. He followed the orders quickly and moved into a semi-comfortable position over Jimin’s thighs.

Jimin hummed, pleased with the obedience but still unwilling to give the naughty boy any more praise. “These spanks are going to be pretty hard, but I want you to count them,” the caregiver said as he gently palmed at the perky ass in front of him. “You can yell into the pillow if you need to, but no squirming. If you can obey these rules, I’ll think about letting you cum after.”

“Y-Yes, Daddy,” Hoseok nodded, perhaps a little too frantically. “Thank you, Daddy.”

The first hit came only seconds later, not giving the little any time to prepare himself. Jimin’s hand on his ass caused a big slapping sound to reverberate around the room. Hoseok was able to shove his face into a pillow to muffle his surprised yelp, and his body only jolted slightly.

“Count,” Jimin reminded firmly.

“O-One!”

Slap! Slap!

One good, harsh hit to each cheek.

“Two! Three!”

Jimin paused for a moment, rubbing his fingers soothingly over the reddened skin of the little’s bottom. “Why are you being punished, Hoseok?”

The little sniffled, trying his best to blink away the tears in his eyes. “S-Seokie drawed on the wall. B-Broke the rule.”

“You know that we have rules for a good reason, Hoseok. Though your drawings were wonderful, they don’t belong on the wall.” Even Jimin couldn’t help but slip a bit of praise in there, if only to help the little get through the rest of his spanking.

“S-Sorry, Daddy. S-Seokie knows he did bad now. He sorry.” In his quest to be bad, he hadn’t really considered the other consequences of his actions until now. They would probably try to clean it up later, but if the marker stained too much, they’d have to paint over it.

“Last two spanks and then we’re done, alright baby?”

Hoseok nodded into the pillow, his fingers tightening into the sides of it in anticipation.

Slap!

The little shouted into the pillow and barely managed to keep himself from squirming. “F-Four!” his voice cracked when he spoke.

Jimin raised his hand and brought it back down on Hoseok’s behind with more force than the other hits.

The final slap! echoed through the room loudly, and somewhere in the back of his mind, Jimin wondered if any of the others were home and could hear it. That thought disappeared almost as quickly as it came, however, and Jimin’s focus was back on the little still splayed over his thighs.

“Five! Five!” Hoseok all but cried, his breathing harsh and his head swimming with so many emotions he couldn’t pinpoint any of them.

Jimin maneuvered the little around, careful of his sore bum, and cuddled him into his lap. “There you go, baby. Did so good for Daddy.” Jimin cooed out a string of praises as his hands gently ran up and down the little’s back.

Hoseok’s mind still wasn’t fully there, but the praises and his Daddy’s soft tone of voice were bringing him back to reality slowly. “Seokie good boy?”

“Of course you are, my love,” Jimin replied. “You did something naughty, but then you listened very well to me, I’m so proud of you.”

As the little came back to his head, he became painfully aware of his cock, fully hard against his stomach and leaking a bit of pre-cum. Hoseok let out a whine, “D-Daddy, can you...can Daddy touch Seokie, please?”

Jimin smiled, bright and fond. “I won’t touch you,” he began, “But you can get yourself off on my thigh, alright?”

Hoseok scrambled to get into position, straddling Jimin’s thick thigh. Half slumped over, the little finally found the perfect angle to rub his cock against the other’s jean-covered leg. The material was rough against his sensitive dick, but the pleasure overwhelmed all else.

“O-Oh!” the little gasped, “Daddy, feels good.”

“I’m sure it does, baby,” Jimin replied, his eyes darkening with want as he watched the other pick up a rhythm with his hips. His own dick was hardening as Hoseok continued his movements, but Jimin did his best to ignore it and focus on his baby.

The little was breathing hard now, his forehead leaning against Jimin’s shoulder as his hands clutched at the other’s t-shirt. Never once did his hips cease, though.

Jimin reached around the little perched on his lap and grabbed two handfuls of his firm ass. Hoseok let out a pleased whine at the feel of his caregiver’s hands massaging his bare, still stinging bottom, soothing the tender skin.

Hoseok could feel that familiar coil low in his abdomen tightening with every circle of his hips and rub from Jimin’s warm fingers. “Oh - Ah, Daddy - c-close!” he stuttered.

Despite earlier saying that he wouldn’t touch him, Jimin could no longer fight the urge to hold back. One of his hands slipped back around from the other’s ass and wrapped around the little’s red, aching dick. He wanted to see that wonderful expression his baby always had on his face when he came, and he wanted to see it now.

It only took a few calculated tugs to bring Hoseok over the edge. The noise he let out was a lustful mix of a scream and a moan, the sound reverberating through the room as the little tossed his head backward.

Jimin admired the other’s parted lips and eyes that were pinched shut in pleasure. He spoke gently into his baby’s ear as he came down from his high, rubbing soothingly at his back. “My good baby. Did so well for me.”

After wiping Hoseok down and changing his own clothing, Jimin slipped under the covers with the little who was still recovering from his orgasm.

Hoseok blinked his eyes open a few moments later and focused on his Daddy’s smiling face next to him. “How’s my love feeling?” Jimin asked softly, his thumb gently caressing the little’s flushed cheek.

“Good, Daddy, good,” he replied with a small smile.

Jimin hummed, “Good...I think you should rest now, baby. A lot happened today.”

The little’s eyebrows suddenly scrunched together and he frowned, “S-Seokie sorry for coloring on the walls.”

“I know you are, sweetheart. You did your punishment, you’re already forgiven.” Jimin pressed a sweet kiss against the other’s lips. “We’ll clean it up tomorrow, alright? For now, let’s just rest.”

Hoseok didn’t have any complaints about that, simply snuggling into his Daddy’s side and shutting his heavy eyes.

Jimin was about to drift off as well until a familiar buzz came from the bedside table. He pouted but reached out to grab his phone. When he saw that it was a message from Namjoon, he quickly opened it up.

Joonie: sounds like you two are having fun ;)

Jimin, despite not being the type to get embarrassed easily, couldn’t help but feel shy when it came to exposing his sex life. Even to his closest friends, his second family.

Minnie: um oops

Minnie: sorry hyung I forgot you were home

Joonie: no worries

Joonie: just be glad that Yoongi sleeps like a rock and that the others are out

Joonie: they’d never let you live it down

Boy was that true. If it had been Jin that heard them, he’d laugh every time he saw their faces for at least a day. If it had been Yoongi, he probably wouldn’t have said anything, but would definitely sport a sleazy smirk when he saw them next. Taehyung and Jungkook would have confided in each other and then teased both Jimin and Hoseok with sexual comments for a week.

Yeah, thank whoever was out there that it was only Namjoon.

Minnie: you’re right about that

Minnie: let’s keep this between us, yeah?

Jimin could almost picture the laugh Namjoon would let out upon reading the text.

Joonie: sure Jimin

Joonie: just maybe keep it down next time

Joonie: or maybe not

Joonie: Hobi’s moans would make a great sample for a song

Joonie: could be our next hit

Jimin nearly screeched, his already flushing face turning an even darker shade of red. He let out a huff, shaking his head at his friend’s antics.

Minnie: hyung!

Joonie: ;)

Perhaps it wasn’t better that Namjoon heard them after all.

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A/N: so...my first fic with some punishments...how did you feel about it?

Also, thank you to the requester for waiting so patiently while I pushed through my writer’s block and a stomach bug to get this thing written.

Hopefully, I’ll be able to write more now that I’m pretty much in self-isolation. I hope that everyone is doing alright through these crazy times, and I hope that you follow what your local health officials are suggesting. Fighting!

[aalissy]

Proposal

Chapter 12 of Lukanette February is done! Yayaya!! And it’s a proposal which is something I’ve never written before :O. I liked it though hehe. Lemme know what you think :)?

AO3

Marinette cleared her throat nervously, smoothing down her light purple dress as she scanned the restaurant’s surroundings. She carefully felt for the weight of the small black box in her tiny purse when she finally spotted Luka in a small, secluded corner. With a bright smile and a wave, she walked over to him. The sound of her heels pounded in her ears as she drew closer, watching as he stood up and pulled her chair out. Smiling shyly at him, she murmured a quiet, “Thank you,” before sitting down.

He kissed her cheek softly causing her face to light up as he whispered, “Happy five year anniversary.”

Marinette giggled lightly, brushing a stray strand of hair back into her elegant up-do. Grinning at him, her voice dropped playfully, “How have I put up with you for so long?”

“I have no idea,” Luka chuckled as he returned to his seat across from her. He opened his mouth to speak once again, no doubt to tease her back when their waiter arrived. They both turned to him, and was that an annoyed furrow to Luka’s brow, or was she just seeing things? She blinked and the look was gone, replaced with his usual, calm expression.

“What can I get for the lovely couple today?” their waiter asked, looking between the two eagerly.

“Could I have a glass of champagne, please?” Marinette asked giving the man a wide smile.

“I’ll have the same,” Luka responded as they handed their drink menus back to the man.

Shifting her legs to get more comfortable, she once again felt the weight of the box in her purse. Gulping nervously, she tried to gather some of Ladybug’s courage. Before she could start any sort of speech, however, two glasses were placed in front of them before they were being filled with the golden liquid. Giving the man a thankful grin, she picked up her glass and took a long, slow sip. The bubbles fizzled down her throat, sending a warm flush up to her cheeks and giving her the last bit of courage that she needed. Unzipping her purse and taking out the black box, Marinette sucked in a deep breath before staring into Luka’s smiling blue eyes. Reaching across the table, she placed her hand delicately over his before murmuring, “Luka, I have something I need to ask you.”

“I’m all ears. What do you need to ask?” he beamed at her, causing her heart to skip a beat for a second.

With one last sip of champagne, she turned to the man in front of her, squeezing his hand before opening the black box. Marinette watched as his mouth dropped open in shock as he looked at the ring before his gaze darted back up to her eyes. With a shy grin, she started her speech, “Luka, one of your first confessions of love to me was when you described me as the song in your head from the first moment we met. Well, it may have taken me a little longer to get there but I hear that song now too. It’s been playing in my head for the past five years and I couldn’t imagine a better melody. But I want us to make new music together. Find other notes and tunes that go together, and I think that this will help us,” she took a deep breath before taking out the small, gleaming ring, “So Luka... will you marry me?”

There was a long, deep moment of silence and Marinette tensed in both apprehension and hope. The breath that she hadn’t even realized she was holding let out in a whoosh as Luka threw his head back and laughed. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to dispel the tears brimming in her eyes. Slowly withdrawing the ring away from the table, she attempted to swallow the lump in her throat. The musician’s voice broke through her haze and she looked up at him timidly as his words jumbled together, “No, no, Marinette! Don’t cry! I’m not laughing at you! I’m laughing bec-,” his words were cut off by the arrival of their waiter and he ran a hand through his hair as he let on an annoyed breath. 

“Are you two ready to order?” he asked, pencil poised over his small notepad.

“I-I th-,” Marinette stuttered managing to give a wobbly smile before she was cut off by Luka.

“Could you give us a moment please?” his eyes darted worriedly to hers.

Their waiter nodded, “Certainly, sir.”

Once he had left, Luka turned to look at her, anxiety welling in his eyes as he searched her own. He squeezed her hand tightly as he whispered, “Marinette, you have to understand... I-,” cutting himself off with an aggravated sigh, he restarted, “I think it’s better if I just show you.”

Swallowing noisily around her last drops of champagne, she watched him pull away from her hand as he rummaged through his jacket pocket. Her mouth dropped open as she saw him pull out his own small box. Marinette blinked in shock before whispering, “What?”

He opened the box with a gentle smile, and low and behold, a sparkling ring sat in the center. Luka took her hand, slowly sliding the ring onto her finger, “Do you understand now why I laughed? It was not because of your proposal. But rather because of our timing. We’re more in sync than I thought,” he chuckled.

Happy tears filled her eyes before she was laughing along with Luka. She lifted her hand up to her face, staring at the ring in awe before she turned to him, “So, just to be clear, we’re both saying yes, right?” Marinette sniffled.

“I think we can assume that, yes,” Luka chuckled, sliding his own ring on his finger before pouting, “I had this whole speech planned, you know. It was going to be perfect and then you ruined it because yours was so much better than mine.”

A choked laugh escaped her before she was tugging him across the dining table towards her. Connecting their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss, she moved her hands from his shoulders to his hair, gently running her hands through the messy, blue locks. Pulling back after a few seconds, Marinette murmured, “I’m glad we had such great timing, but never laugh at my proposal again. You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“I’m sorry, Marinette,” he chuckled, “I couldn’t help myself.”

Rolling her eyes at him, they were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing his throat, “Are you two ready to order now?”

“Yes,” Luka slowly reached across the table to intertwine his fingers with Marinette’s, “Yes, I think we are.”

[andythelemon]

YAYAYA BEST UNCLE!! (JC is probably facepalming in the bg somewhere) A collab with @istehlurvz - she drew WWX & the rough undersketch, I did the kiddos & final touches! 

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[TRANS] [Official Entrance] JYP “Boy Group After 4 Years, Stray Kids, to Enter the Music Industry on the 25th”

Stray Kids will open their debut showcase on March 25th and finally enter the music industry.

Gaining attention both as the boy group JYP Ent. is releasing 4 years after GOT7 in 2014 and the idol to take charge of K-POP’s future, Stray Kids will hold their showcase titled ‘Stray Kids UNVEIL [Op. 01 : I am NOT]’ on March 25th 6PM at Seoul Jang Chung Arena and meet their fans.

JYP released Stray Kids’ showcase poster images relaying this information at 9PM on the 5th through Stray Kids’ various SNS accounts.

The posters left a strong impact, showing the 9 members surrounded in a giant container wearing all white clothes and showing fierce gazes and charisma.

In particular, Stray Kids release that they will be holding their debut showcase in an unusually large scale arena for a rookie ahead of their official debut in the Jang Chung Sports Arena, and their debut showcase stage will hold their initiation as the music world’s expectation.

Before that, on 6PM of the same day, they released their trailer ‘Stray Kids ‘I am NOT’’ through Naver V LIVE and grabbed the attention of viewers.

Starting with the phrase ‘ STRAY KIDS’, ‘I am’ the trailer drew attention for it’s movie-esque cinematography. The trailer went on with the phrases, “They say people are born different”, “But why does it feel like we’re all born the same”, “Us, brainwashed by the system. They expected perfection”, “So how can we be the same” and drew curiosity for what the trailer might mean and is full with stimulating props and sequences.

Within a crowd unified with white-toned outfits, a uniformized space, etc. the image of the 9 members each appearing to be becoming ‘aware’ of something grabs ones attention, especially at the video’s end where in contrast to the background people advancing with their hoods pulled low the members look back with their hoods taken off and the phrase ‘I am NOT’ contrasts the ‘I am’ that appeared in the video’s beginning and leaves a strong aftereffect.

If the ‘Hellevator’ MV release through Youtube in October ahead of their debut stimulated curiosity about the members looking at the sky through a space in the unknown space they are trapped in, and the real world the members will face as they leave that space riding an elevator, this trailer is even more interesting as it appears to hold the message Stray Kids wishes to relay to the general public and their planned orientation.

The boy group Stray Kids chosen through JYP and Mnet’s survival reality program ‘Stray Kids’ broadcasted in October 2017 is made of members Bang Chan, Kim Woojin, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung, Felix, Kim Seungmin, and Yang Jeongin. JYP and Mnet met again after creating ‘Asia’s One-Top Girl Group’ TWICE through ‘SIXTEEN’ and garnered a lot of attention as a broadcast project to show a boy idol group to take responsibility for K-pop’s future.

In the program ‘Stray Kids’, which contained their debut process, the members personally participated in producing, concepts, performance, etc. They performed all 5 missions with self-composed tracks, and defended their 9 member group and confirmed their debut with praise as being the most complete combination.

Stray Kids released their pre debut album ‘MIXTAPE’ on January 8th ahead of their official debut and warned the birth of a super rookie. Besides title track ‘Hellevator’, which was released as a digital single on November 1st of last year and passed 19,680,000 views, the album was filled with tracks ‘Grrr Law of Total Madness’, ‘Young Wings’, ‘YAYAYA’, ‘GLOW’, ‘School Life’, and ‘4419’ which are all self-composed tracks that proved their talent.

Nationally without question, but internationally as well their star potential was recognized. After pre debut album ‘MIXTAPE’ was released it charted 1st place on iTunes album chart in Finland, Norway, Sweden, and Philippine, and entered in top 10 in 12 countries including Denmark and Russia.

Billboard praised them saying, “While many boy groups are throwing their outlines at the Kpop market Stray Kids looks like they will grow to be an unrivaled boy group to lead the flow of newcomers” and picked Stray Kids as 1st on their Top 5 New K-Pop Artists to Watch in 2018.

As such, Stray Kids, who have already been garnering attention overseas before their debut, are raising fans’ expectations with the release of their trailer video which left a strong impact, and the news that they will hold their debut showcase on March 25th.

Source: OSEN Translation: Candace @ Stray Kids Worldwide ; take out with full credit

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Thoughts about Seven Day Queen, Part 9

Yeosangun reminds me of Lee Sun (the fake king). While both characters are motivated by their selfishness for the women they love, they were the only ones who told the truth to “their” women. It's not like it will gain the affection of their object of interest, but seriously, at least they don't leave their coveted women in the dark.

But Yeonsangun has the nerve to bait Chae Gyung. Compared to Lee Sun, he actually is that self-assured.

Best side character award goes to Chae Gyung's nanny. I love her. She's a bright spot on this dark, dark time in history (wow).

I love PMY's portrayal of conflicted anger and pain when she treated Yeok's wound, but her loyalty to him, above all, would always absolve him of his faults.

Chae Gyung, my girl, I'm sure the taste of the food you prepared for Yeok reflects your irritation with him. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

One thing is for sure: Yeosangun is one psychotic ass even Minister Im cannot handle him. That's saying something, because the latter has dirtied his hands more times than we could count. (It really couldn't be helped that Lee Dong Gun plays this mad king so well.)

Oh my gosh, Chae Gyung is the most hilarious newlywed woman I've ever seen. The way she fixed Yeok's bed and tossed his pillow then her face. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh my gosh her nanny HAHAHAHA.

In fairness, Chae Gyung sees beneath all the layers Yeok hid himself under. Maybe she just loves him that much. Maybe they both hope too much. Ahh, these babies.

Yeok has the best set of (girl)friends, I swear. Chae Gyung fits so well with them I love it.

"My mother is just human. Before she was the mother of a nation, she wants to be someone's wife?" "Do I want to live as a king, or as someone's husband?" </3

And when Jang Nok Su was sidestepped for a court lady who looks like Chae Gyung (It’s so sad because for the king, it’s also Chae Gyung and kingship above all else.), wow. I actually felt sad for her.

I felt sad because of how pained Yeosangun is of losing Chae Gyung to her brother. He wouldn't hurt the court lady who looked like Chae Gyung, just like how he would not intentionally hurt Chae Gyung (well, physically, that is). He would tell everyone (even Chae Gyung) that he would consume her, but he couldn't. He wouldn't taint her. (He'd rather Yeok do the ruining.)

Chae Gyung couldn't stomach the fact that she would betray her husband, and Yeok saw that with his own eyes. I cried so bad when she begged for them to leave, to just live simply in the province. When they almost did something that night, but Yeok was called by his friends. My heart goes out to her.

This drama perfectly balanced duty and love, and fleshed out the conflicts that could make or break either commitment with the two. I love that every move in this show has a purpose, and that every character is given the power to consciously and honestly choose. I am so torn every time I watch.

OH MY GOSH SEO NO YA

SEO NO YA </3

I love Seo No and Lee Yeok's friendship.

OH MY GOSH CHAE GYUNG FINALLY DISCOVERS THE TRUTH OH MY GOSH (TEARS)

WHY IS THERE NO PREVIEW YAYAYA

Seriously, 7DQ really keeps me out of my drama-induced funk. I love it to bits. Maybe people don’t like it (I heard the audience could have been saturated by Rebel, which I didn’t watch because I had classes. I keep my mind off kdramas when I’m at school unless it got me so invested.) because of how human they’ve portrayed Yeosangun, but I don’t really care. It really helped that family is the core of the story (Chae Gyung’s, Yeok’s, and the one they have together), which drew me in because I’m a sucker for those.

With that said, I love how everything flows so smoothly in this drama. From the first scene, it has been consistently showing us the beauty and pains of all the characters. Even the villains gain our sympathy because we’re not left hanging with their intentions. Also, I love the check and balance between the king and Yeok, even at the expense of Chae Gyung. I am left thinking about what may happen next, but then would stop doing so because I’d rather be surprised. Even if we’re heading straight to a tragic ending (I do wish they’d stick to historical facts, just like when they killed Jang Ok Jung in JOJ: Live in Love.), I wouldn’t mind the heartbreak because damn, everything was so good.