#─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── winter gala

[wonyoungandbeautiful]

Jang Wonyoung attends the 2023 Winter Gala ❄️

[mondritter]

"James, since when do you wear my symbol?" "Is just a little memento."

Well, during the week I've been bombarded with a thousand photos of the Met Gala and Sebastian, and obviously my mind was only thinking about Bucky so…

I did this silly little draw (because also remember he did that pose at some point in life and I've always thought it was very cool)

If you're wondering why the dialogue and doodle it's because I'm a BuckyNat trash, so I need next to nothing to make everything about them and the hourglass on his belt was a bonus. Don't mind me :]

[funky-cheese]

GUYS GUYS GUYS I AM NOT OKAY. IM GOING FERALLLLLLLLLL AHRHGFAHDOUHDLHBBDLIHBLKJBNMJKLSKH

[mohish-ko]

welcome our most important MetGala guests!

[wonyoungandbeautiful]

A nod of agreement. That's all she gave as an answer regarding his hairstyle. Truth be told, Wonyoung believed he looked good in anything. However, she couldn't deny that every time he let his forehead show even a bit, he looked much sexier. In her eyes, he was at least. Perhaps, she didn't share the same opinion with his fans but she never cared about them anyway. For an idol, it was ironic how terribly she could read his interactions with atinys. Very early on in their relationship, the brunette felt as though she was thrown into a competition with them without her consent. With the female side of his fans, at least. Silly considering the two never talked about his sexual orientation. But he never seemed to flirt with the male portion anyway. Not publicly at least. Wonyoung never dated boys her age let alone boys outside the industry. At times, she wondered if the men she never gave a chance to would have been different. The few relationships she had never ended very well. Perhaps, it was because they were older and were in different stages of their lives or perhaps it was because they were sought-after men who didn't struggle to get good company. But with Mingi, the idea of competing with all these girls was heightened. Each time she hung out with him, getting ready turned into a lengthy regimen. And soon, she began setting unrealistic beauty standards for herself in pursuit of perfection. Just so he could stop flirting with others, just so he could realize how lucky he was. If he was lucky. So the words he muttered before their lips touched affected her. As though he knew she had been trying to be just that for him. Perfect. With absolutely no flaw. Like a fantasy. At times, she questioned herself. Was he really lucky to have someone like her? Or was she the lucky one in this destructive relationship? Wonyoung was aware of what her enemies and rivals said about her. It wasn't hard to overhear conversations or have staff members share what they had overheard backstage of a multi-artists show. Each time, the complaints were about her awful diva-like personality. Deep down, she knew she could never be perfect. Though, as long as the man she loved said the words, it was enough for her to feel content.

There were sides of her she never showed to others. Only the few people she trusted or cared about. She believed Mingi had seen it all. The good and the bad. Her vulnerable side was one she tried to conceal but sometimes he witnessed it too. Wonyoung was a smart girl. She could read signs easily. Except in one situation: when she was in love. Love clouded her judgement, turning her into the most foolish and naive person. When she was told she cast a spell on the man in her arms, she didn't believe it. When her friends told her that Mingi was obviously infatuated with her with the way he kept following her or casting glances towards her, she didn't believe it. But tonight, when he told her he loved her or that he now was hers, a swarm of butterflies in her stomach erupted like a volcano. And a smile played on her lips, unable to break their passionate embrace. Her fingers gripped his hair tightly behind his neck, drawing him into her and deepening the kiss. She was giddy. Stupidly happy. Like the first time in a long time, she was willing to be vulnerable and forget their issue. Only for tonight. God, what did they put in these champagne flutes! "Want to go upstairs? I heard they booked rooms for us," she boldly suggested as a whisper against his lips. She knew the question could easily be interpreted as an invitation for sex and unless that was what he wanted, it wasn't exactly what she had in mind. "Let's steal some bottles and get drunk. We can play some games," she continued before she eventually pulled away and grabbed his unbruised hand. Only for her to swiftly lead him out of the restroom before he had the chance to answer. Being a trainee since she was 12, she felt as though she had barely any experiences in her personal life. Controlled by her parents then her company, it was a never ending loop that now led her to become a more impulsive and adventurous version of herself. Even more when intoxicated. "The kitchen is in the back over there," she pointed towards a rather spacious white-lit room as she came to a halt in the hallway. Waiters walked in and out of the kitchen with champagne flutes or hors d'oeuvres on the trays they carried. "They got wine and champagne bottles, I'm pretty sure," she whispered. "You can go in and get some stuff and I'll cover for you," she giggled at the stupid idea, brown eyes batted her lashes flirtatiously at him, hoping it would be enough for him to accept the mischievous proposal. It surely wasn't fair to have him be the one to steal while all she had to do was stand there and make sure no one would see him. But Wonyoung was rarely fair.

The evening had taken a dramatic turn the moment Mingi arrived to the gala. The date that was set for the rapper was no one to be found. Instead of wondering or feeling slightly concerned about his date’s whereabouts, he felt somewhat relief that they were a no-show. He had felt slightly awkward when sitting at his table without a partner, but that didn’t last long before Wonyoung filled that spot. The past few weeks had been another the hot and cold session between the pair that he wasn’t exactly sure what temperature setting would be until they began chatting. Conversations felt normal around her once they eliminated the disagreements. Soon they were finding topics to cover as well as sharing laughs and kisses. The night had been perfect. Mingi even considered that they’d be able to move forward despite all of their old issues. Then, things changed, pushing the happy couple back to the root of their problems. Confused as always, Mingi was still trying to salvage whatever hope there was left. Always desperate to keep her at his grasp instead of allowing her to slip through his fingers. He couldn’t remember a situation where he had to fight this hard to keep his happiness, but he did each time, for her. Things had to feel the same for Wonyoung, right? Mingi constantly wondered and longed to ask her that terrifying question. 

Many didn’t see this nurturing side of Wonyoung. They didn’t witness how careful she was when applying his bandages when he was injured. How careful she layered the ointments or heard the softness of her tone. Each moment was different from the last when they covered this step. Between bickering, kissing, or laughing about Mingi’s violence towards other men that showed Wonyoung a lick of attention. The thing that never changed was how careful she was when tending to his bruised hands. Her soft touch handling his hands better than anyone else had, expressing her love without uttering the words. Mingi admitted that it was another reason why he fell so hard. Watching her made his heart flutter the way it was now. How did she not realize that he would have never put their relationship in jeopardy? Wasn’t his love clear? Then, like always, he remembered how carelessly his decision making had been in the past. That he, too, was why trust was an issue for them. Between his forward comments towards fans to storming off in the middle of their perfect night to a fight. Not only abandoning her but filling that strain between her and Yunho. But from the looks of it, they would move forward, away from the fight. Now whatever anger or hurt that he felt was beginning to get whisked away by a simple hair compliment. “Yeah? Should I wear it like this more often?” Not that he had much control of how his hair looked ninety percent of the time, but he would remember it if they had another event such as this one. “That’s fine. The month is nearly over anyway. It'll give my hands to heal for the next one.” He smiled shamelessly, his lips happily welcoming hers with another peck. His eyes usually drew away after a while. His nerves usually getting the best of him that caused him to look away, but for some reason, those nerves never spiked with her. His arms slipped around her small waist, and he pulled her towards him, burying his face into her soft hair. His eyes closed for a few seconds, just taking in her company and the moment while he had her here. Never sure about what tomorrow would bring them. Even in his drunk state proved that he wanted her close when he slightly tightened his arms around her. “You’re perfect” He mumbled just before their lips clashed. His fingers seamlessly slipped through her locks. “I’m yours” He whispered i between their passionate kissing. Wanting to verbally let her know that every part of him laid at her grasp. Knowing that no other woman could have a hold of him like she did, and though many would hate him for it later, he had no desire to look elsewhere. 

[adharaphoenix]

my sfw entry for the BG3 Winter Gala in twitter/bluesky, aka ain't no party like an underdark party (there's mushrooms in the walls but we having fun)

[cooloddball]

i have no regrets about spamming everyone’s dash with lestappen today. i am so proud of and happy for them i want more this. both of them winning championships and thriving together

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Chenford Crumbs Per Episode:  Episode 7x6 The Gala

[wonyoungandbeautiful]

It was clear to Wonyoung that the two women desperately tried to reassure each other — too hopeful that the night could recover from the violent entertainment as they put all their trust on alcohol and time to make it work. Sure, it could work. It seemed that nowadays people had such a short attention span that any major situation could be forgotten in the blink of an eye. "I have faith. And if it doesn't work out, might as well just leave. I'm dying to eat a burger anyway," she admitted. The dinner they were served was exquisite, though she couldn't resist her craving for something more substantial and greasy in her current tipsy state. A giggle escaped her glossy lips at So Hee's words, unable to hide her glee around the actress. "I won't complain! Plus, I don't want to toot my own horn but I heard I give amazing hugs," she beamed. This was her very first interaction off camera with the older woman and strangely, Wonyoung felt like they had known eachother for quite some time — their conversation flowing so easily. "It's not such a bad thing...I mean going alone. Sometimes, it's better not to get distracted by one person. That way, you end up interacting with more people. At least, you avoid being disappointed when you come dateless," she offered a bitter smile, her mind swiftly going back to her current situation with a sigh.

Her head shook, hand following her move almost instantly. "Oh no no, don't worry, I'm good. I'll get more later. It's probably better for me to take a break from it anyway." She could feel the alcohol leaping to her head and coursing through her bloodstream, spreading a warm feeling of comfort. And although she planned to consume more once her feet led her back into the ballroom, she didn't want to bother the other woman nor make herself look like she was dependent on strong beverages to endure the rest of the night. It surely was not the first impression she wanted to leave. "I'll take all the recommendations I can get. Maybe we could even go together," she offered with a smile as she blew her dark bangs out of her eyes so that they just resettled across her forehead. A nod soon followed the actress' words. Wonyoung understood that these events weren't for everyone. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure she was made for them either. Sometimes luxurious events implied that she needed to be on her best behavior and act a certain way to fit the chic mood. "I see. We sure are lucky to be invited to this kind of gala but I do understand where you're coming from. I think it's nice once in a while but nothing beats a more intimate night with people you're close to."

ㅤ    all the two of them can do is hope. it would be tragic if the night wound up being a bust, especially after how much effort the hotel went through preparing the gala and everyone who had taken the time to get ready to attend. oftentimes, so hee forgot how different a group of people from the same industry could be without the pressures of the spotlight and cameras on them. no matter how many times she’s witnessed it, it’s always like she was stepping into a whole new dimension. it almost tends to give her whiplash sometimes.

though it isn’t to say so hee’s naïve to the reality of things, by any means, it is just that she forgets that most of the people attending need a persona, an image to carry and maintain at all times whereas she tends to act more herself unless she has a role or a photoshoot.

“i think once the shock of it all passes, it’ll be nothing but a distant memory for the rest of the night. for most people, anyway. all we can do is simply try to make the best of what’s remaining.”

“keep that up and you will have me squishing you in a hug,” so hee spoke lightheartedly, referring to wonyoung’s compliment, but also because the idol was just too endearing for her heart to handle. the woman gives a shake of her head at the question, hand subconsciously fiddling with the watch that sat clasped around her wrist. “i came alone, i didn’t have it in me to ask who i wanted to attend with me. but i’ve been mingling about and even seen some familiar faces, so it wasn’t so bad.”

so hee notices how wonyoung’s gaze shift to her empty flute which must of had champagne in it. she’d thought to offer up her own, but she had already sipped from her glass. “should i go see if there’s waitstaff around to get you another?” she found herself offering instead. “a spa day does wonders. i know of a really good spa, if you need a recommendation and don’t have a place in mind already.” so hee doesn’t frequent the spa often, but she has done so in between filming days or photoshoots if her schedules allow.

“i guess looks can be pretty deceiving,” she spoke knowingly with a smile. “don’t get me wrong, attending things like this always reminds me that i’ve made it, you know? to be able to attend something so luxurious that most can only dream about, but,” she pauses, crossing one of her legs over the other as she took a second to think. “i just prefer smaller gatherings with close friends and maybe some acquaintances. i think it’s the amount of people that attend events like this that get to me sometimes. i still always manage to have fun though.”

[renegadesstuff]

OMG 😍😍 AND THE MATCHING OUTFITS 😩😍

[sweetangel1111]

Sebastian Stan Last night!!!

I found the photos on ig, delighted with the photo in the mirror!!! 💋💋😽

[karihighman]

Melissa O’Neil discussing her and Eric’s friendship, Chenford moments & a twist with her first rookie as a TO (Seth) 😳🙌👇

[wonyoungandbeautiful]

A turn towards the topic of their conversation was enough to confirm Minji's theory. At least, in Wonyoung's intoxicated brain it was. She nodded with a pleased smile — satisfied to see that the pair solved their newfound mystery. "There is no way she didn't do it on purpose! Look, she even got a black and white fur boa," she remarked, completely distracted by the fashion choices of the other woman. It was a bold choice though the brunette couldn't deny that it was quite the look, one that couldn't go unnoticed. Perhaps, it was why she had come to a halt towards her table, picking her as the guest who would finally help them find the dessert Minji so desperately craved. "Can't believe you're getting both cake and death tonight. Does that mean we should just go ahead and steal the cake and eat it in the lounge area? I mean, if you're leaving for good, might as well leave with a bang," she playfully offered though she knew she wouldn't back down if the other idol agreed with her mischievous offer.

Once their attention shifted back to the dessert they were searching for, Wonyoung listened intensely to her new company. Or tried to. Her hazy mind struggled to grasp instructions or directions. "I'm sure I heard her say—" she paused, her eyes wandering around the ballroom with an aimless glance. "Ah, whatever, you must be right! I think the champagne got to me. Come on!" she chuckled as she squeezed her hand, indicating her she was ready to follow her wherever she was taking her.

ㅤ    minji gasps in recognition at the mention of the villainous cartoon character. the young idol swears she could feel her heart drop to the pit of her stomach. “wait, do you think that was her idea for her look tonight?” movements abruptly stopped as she turned to face wonyoung entirely, panic coating minji’s features.

“oh my god, what if she hates me for bothering her?! what if she puts me on some list? i can’t believe cake is my downfall — i had a whole life ahead of me. i was kidding about death; i’m too young to die.” it was clear that in her state, the narrative she’d built upon the scary woman that was doing nothing but simply enjoying her dessert was spooking minji.

when minji does get some sense into her and starts dragging wonyoung around once more, her brows furrow as her dark brown eyes follow the direction of wonyoung’s manicured fingers pointing in the opposite direction. “no. . .?” she began, unsure. “i’m pretty sure she said this way.” minji frowned, fingers pointing in the direction they were already heading towards. “right?” came her rhetorical question as she struggled to remember what the villain told her moments ago. minji never intended to drink this much.

[4ever-chenford]

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7x06 Sneak Peek

Already loving it 🥰😂

[adharaphoenix]

preparing some stuff for the BG3 Winter Gala going on in bluesky, circle prayer so that I finish something, please 😅

[iheartsebstan]