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📺 now watching: "our beloved summer" (wonwoo x reader)
part of my svtflix milestone event. warnings: f!reader, angst. more content under the cut. enjoy watching!
jeon wonwoo's latest exhibit, ‘our beloved summer’.
ARTIST'S INTRODUCTION. They say, "The more you try to ignore the past, the more you become trapped in it." Inasmuch as I want to believe that might be untrue, there are days where I still feel like the boy from Changwon. This exhibit is my attempt to reckon with that. While the past can be good, can be bad, sometimes all we need is one beloved summer— and, if you're lucky, the residual joy of that time will last you a lifetime. This is that year from me. | © Jeon Wonwoo (2024)
WHERE DO WE GO WHEN WE YEARN? (2016) Changwon, Gyeongsangnam-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. Yearning— especially that of the high school puppy love variation— can be such a liberating feeling. It exists in the shadows, just enough to sustain you through the tedious days, the long hours. But to bring it to light, to see what that yearning looks like in the morning? How do we survive it? How do we see beyond it?
HERE, YOU MIGHT STILL LOVE ME (2023) Changwon, Gyeongsangnam-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. You never really know when the last time is going to be the last time. This is the bus stop where the world closed in on me. I can still tell you the plate number of the bus that eventually took you away. 21 경남 1713. I revisited this bus stop and felt like something had been frozen in time. Here, you once loved me. Here, you might still.
HATE TO SEE YOU GO/LOVE TO WATCH YOU LEAVE (2015) Changwon, Gyeongsangnam-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. You always were several steps ahead of me. You leave me with my hand outstretched, my fingers reaching,— never quite holding. Never keeping. It was that way when we first met. It's that way, even now.
HOMEBOUND (2020) Changwon, Gyeongsangnam-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. There are no colors in this picture, but I'm sure you can imagine it. The brick red walls. The grey asphalt. The sky— an endless blue, cut with strips of white. When I pass this neighborhood, I think of afternoons; the sun beginning to sink, the scratch of school shoes on the street. We survived another day. We can only hope to walk into the next one.
THE LAST GOOD THING (2022) Seoul, Gyeonggi-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. A memento. The only thing I could bear to keep. It's been around enough that I sometimes forget it's even there, and maybe that's why it survived my 'purge'. Something so inherently human about us holding on to sweet nothings, even if the only purpose they have left to serve is to remind.
GOING IN CIRCLES (BACK IN OUR PLACES) (2024) Seoul, Gyeonggi-do
ARTIST'S NOTE. Often, we like to play around with the thought "What would you do if you could turn back time?" If you asked me that some years ago, I might have given a lot of answers about being better, 'changing' things. Now, though, there's only one thing I can think of doing if I were in control of the hands of the clock. I think I would just want to spend one more day, one more minute, with you.
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ABOUT THE PHOTOGRAPHER. Born and raised in Changwon, South Gyeongsang, Jeon Wonwoo (전원우) draws inspiration from the rich art heritage of his hometown. He experiments with different mediums but is best known for his work with film and landscape photography. Wonwoo currently resides in Seoul. You can reach him at [email protected].
› scroll through all my work ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ my masterlist | @xinganhao | all photos courtesy of wonwoo (film_jww). :)
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Lucky 7 | Steve Harrington x Reader – pt. 5
This chapter is a little shorter than the others, sorry about that! I’ll probably start typing up chapter 6 at work and maybe getting it out tonight! Also, I hope you guys don’t mind me essentially rewriting season 3. I hadn’t intended on changing so much, but I guess my mind wanders too much! I promise that it’ll still have the same general outcome though. And again, be prepared for me to never stop mentioning this, but thank you so so so so so so much for reading. Every like, comment, and reblog means the absolute world to me.
Seven usually wasn’t one to seek trouble - but something urged her to follow the girl’s to Billy’s home. There was something in his eyes that made her sick to her stomach. It was like deja vu. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but the last time she’d had that same sinking feeling was when she looked into the eyes of Will Byers when he was being controlled by the mind flayer. She didn’t mention these thoughts to the girls, although she had a feeling they were already thinking the same thing.
Chapter 5: Worry Not, My Dear Friend
Seven usually wasn’t one to seek trouble - but something urged her to follow the girl’s to Billy’s home. There was something in his eyes that made her sick to her stomach. It was like deja vu. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but the last time she’d had that same sinking feeling was when she looked into the eyes of Will Byers when he was being controlled by the mind flayer. She didn’t mention these thoughts to the girls, although she had a feeling they were already thinking the same thing.
There wasn’t much discourse on the way to Billy’s home, the three too nervous jinx anything. Once they’d arrived, Max peered into one of the windows. Waving her hand towards Seven and El, who stood awkwardly a few feet away.
They quickly joined Max on the porch, and Seven stopped to look between the two girls. Without moving her mouth she told individually ‘We need to be careful, if that vision was true - I don’t know how he’d respond to us sneaking into his house.’
They nodded in agreement, Seven wiping the blood from her nose as she watch El unlock the door from the inside. Silently, they entered, a rush of cold air embracing them as they walked in - nonof them giving it a second thought considering it was normal to have the AC on blast during the summer. However, no one thought to take a look at at thermometer, which if they had, read a daunting 59 degrees - and still declining.
Gazing around, nothing immediately looked out of place, but they continued their search.
Seven made sure that the younger girls remained within reaching distance, but she continued her own scan of the room until she’d noticed a picture frame placed on a side-table. Seven didn’t know why she felt the need to walk over to it, nor why she found herself taking it in her hands. It was just a photo of a woman, one with a sweet smile adorning an aging face as she posed for the camera.
Seven had never really taken the time to look at photographs before. She usually only glances at them when she visits’ others’ home, worrying that it might be creepy if she went through to examine each one. Hopper didn’t have anything like them at his home, so she really didn’t know what kind of etiquette was acquainted with it. But this time, the owner of this home was not present to make any judgements.
There was an ocean in the background, but the face took up most of the frame. Seven noticed how the woman had such a beautiful pair of baby blue eyes - ones not that different from the pair that had stared her down from within a car two months prior. Was this woman Billy’s mother?
Seven looked at her again. She found herself bringing the photo closer to her face, focusing on the eyes once more. She didn’t know why she began searching, why on earth she was drawn to this woman’s eyes...
Suddenly, she felt the rope in her hands. But this was a picture? Feeling an overwhelming sense of curiosity, she tugged herself into the darkness as she would if the woman was standing right in front of her.
Seven then found herself standing alone, the familiar black abyss surrounding her until a flood of light poured in. However, unlike any other she had seen, the string of light was short - not stretched out to the point where it looked like it went on for infinity.
When the light spiraled around her, the call of seagulls could be heard, alongside the sound of ocean waves as they crash into the shore.
The air tasted like salt, the wind blowing Seven’s hair around. She felt a smile on her lips as she faced a camera. After the camera shuttered, she looked past the lense to see a boy, likely a good couple years younger than Eleven.
He laughed as he swiped the photo from the device, waving it around as he began singing “Perfect, Perfect!” Seven found her smile widening as the woman’s had in this memory, the feeling of adoration and love filled her senses too. Seven loved when she came upon sweet memories as these, it made having to settle herself in a stranger’s body more bearable.
Then, her lips began moving as the woman started singing her son a lovely tune. Grasping his hand, she took him on a stroll down the beach.
‘Love I get so lost, sometimes - days pass and this emptiness fills my heart’ the boy joined in, squeezing his mother’s hand as they started skipping along the shoreline.
‘But whichever way I go, I come back to the the place you are...”
Their voices faded away as the stream of light came to its end. In the blink of an eye, Seven found herself staring at the picture frame again, into the eyes of the same woman who’s memories she just experienced. That song... she’s heard it before.
Looking around, she saw Max and El looking at her expectantly. They could tell something just happened by the blood dripping from Seven’s nose. She then put the picture back in the same position as she found it, telling the girls she’d fill them in on what just occurred after they get out of there. They nodded reluctantly, following after Seven as she guided them into the other rooms.
Nothing seemed amiss in Billy’s bedroom, although Seven did have to shush the girls as they both hissed out ‘ewww’ when they saw a poster of a woman in a bright red bikini hanging on his wall.
After checking out the kitchen, the only space left to search was the bathroom. They remained cautious as they neared said room, Seven popping her head in before letting anyone step inside. Seeing it was clear, she let the girls slide around her and into the room - noticing it was significantly colder in there compared to the rest of the home.
Eleven and Max gasped simultaneously, igniting Seven’s sense of fight or flight. Quickly, she stepped forward and her eyes followed their gazes to the bathtub. Taking another step, she leaned forward to see what had shaken them-
The tub was full of ice.
“This is bad, oh man.” Max started, her hands bunching into her hair as panic began to overtake her. Seven quickly turned, taking Max’s arms from above her head to set them at her sides.
“It’s okay, this doesn’t mean it’s-it’s” Max made a face. “The Mind Flayer.” She finished Seven’s sentence.
Seven sighed, her hands leaving the redhead’s forearms before she placed them on her shoulders instead. “We’ll figure it out.” She managed to smile. “It’s not over yet.” Seven added, feeling the tenseness in Max’s shoulders lessen as she reassured her.
“You’re right,” the younger teen sighed. “But what now?” Seven turned to El, who’d been silent until she finally spoke “I’ll find him.”
They’d gone to Billy’s living room, setting his tv to static so Eleven could work her magic. Removing the bandana from around her eyes, El stared back at the other girls. “Heather.” The two looked to each other before turning back to El.
“Who?”
“Do you really think she’s all right?” Steve spoke, his eyes on the road but Seven on his mind. “Who? Seven? Oh yeah, she’s fine.” Dustin quipped, gathering his supplies together and placing them back in his bag. “You should have seen how she held back the Mind Flayer.” He added, still shuffling around in his sear.
“I didn’t see it either, but Jonathan said her whole head turned real veiny, blood gushing out of both her nose holes while they were forcing that thing out of Will!” Steve grimaced, but Dustin continued with a voice way too cheerful for the words he was spewing out. “She wouldn’t really talk about it, but she said she saw the Mind Flayer, and it was scariest shit she’d ever-“
“Okay, okay, I get it.” Steve cut him off, not wanting to hear anymore of how his crush had to endure something like that. “Oh, don’t be such a wussy, Steve!”
“She helped save Will from that weird demon thing, meaning she’s more than capable of getting El through whatever girl stuff going on.” He added, throwing his hands up in the air, irritated at how pessimistic his friend was being.
“Yeah.” Steve sighed, discontented. “I guess so.” Realizing his older friend’s moodiness wasn’t going away anytime soon, Dustin rolled his eyes, quickly trying to find something to his distract him from Seven.
“Hey, why don’t we stop by your house for a second?” He said, Steve threw him a questioning look before settling his eyes back on the road. “For what?”
“I don’t know, supplies? We don’t know how long we’ll be at the mall and I don’t have any money to buy Chinese food!” Dustin heard a sigh, watching how his chauffer turned into a residential driveway, using it to back up and get back on the road in the opposite direction they’d been riding previously.
“Fine, fine. But make it quick.”
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ALSO I AM SO DUMB AND LOOKED UP SONGS FROM THE 80′S AND KNEW THIS SONG WAS PERFECT BUT BILLY WAS BORN IN 1967 OMFG CAN WE PLEASE PRETEND IM NOT STUPID LOL its too late to change it, i just now realized this AS IM FORMATTING THE TUMBLR POST
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HEY! Do you like F2P Battle Royale games?!
Well I’ve got just the game for you! Ring of Elysium, free on Steam!
Like many others, this battle royale is different from the last. Since it’s still a fairly new game, there is only one map, although it is fairly large. It’s covered in snow as well! There’s many different forms of transportation such as cars and ski-lifts. As well as ones you can choose to spawn with.
A hang glider pack, which allows you to glide in air for extended periods of time after jumping from an elevated area. It’s carry weight is fairly low, which balances out it’s wide transportation ability. You spawn with a pistol
A snowboard pack. It’s exactly as it sounds, you can use it almost anywhere and it usually defies the laws of physics and movement since you can continue sliding even when on a flat surface lol. It’s got a mid-tier carry weight. you also spawn with a pistol
and a climbing pack. Let’s you climb up certain walls and zip line through the map (there are designated zip lines all across the map) It’s carry weight is massive in favor of it’s very low movement capability. you spawn with a shotgun
It’s zone and spawn systems are very different. The zones, instead of circles, are geometric shapes, and the damage concept is a deadly snow storm with temperatures so low that standing in it for too long will kill you.
Instead of dropping from an aircraft, you choose a spawn square on the map. You cannot choose the same spawn square as other players unless they are in your squad, and once it loads, you are immediately standing in that area with the weapon from the pack you’ve chosen to spawn with.
At the end, a total of 4 teams or players at max can win! During the last zone, a helicopter will hover over a certain area and wait for players to climb a ladder and board the heli. There are 4 open seats that ANYONE can take if they can make it up the ladder, you can’t shoot players IN the heli, but you can shoot them while they are climbing the ladder. As long as you or one of your team mates are sitting in the Heli, it’s a guaranteed win for you.
I can tell you right now that the DEVs definitely care about their playerbase and their in-game experiences. They’re updating and optimizing frequently and they listen to the feedback given to them. I would go as far as saying it’s better than PUBG and Fortnite, but that’s my personal taste.
They recently added seasonal battle passes, and DOZENS of new items to work towards, when previously their only form of income with a $3 Founder’s pack.
There’s also a “referral” system, which is why I’m writing this post to share with y’all on Tumblr. If I refer players and they use my referral code during account creating, I will receive some rewards once they reach level 10 (if they’ve decided they liked the game enough to put time into it)
In this photo, it also states I will receive 10% of you E-points purchases, but don’t be mistaken, it will NOT take away any of your purchased E-points, it will just reward me with an amount equal to 10% of the E-points you bought. I’m somewhat certain the developers are not entirely western so their English is a little wonky in the game, and it may cause some misunderstandings.
SO ANYWAY! I would greatly appreciate it, if you do want to try it out and end up liking it, to please use my referral code upon account creation! I’m not much of an interesting person but if you do use my code, screenshot it and send it to me so I can follow you in return!
Referral code: 24A9HLD2QAQZ
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