#HIS BACKUP DANCERS ARE COOL TOO????

[amartbee]

I couldnt resist the VEGETA DANCE!

it's minute 3:15, as if didnt watch it a million times by now.

[mootmuse]

shoves this message into a bottle and sends it back in time to every person in charge of every single one of jr ntr’s outfits in every dance he did in every one of the movies he filmed back when he was chubby:

your movie’s spent all this time building his character up to be so cool and so badass and so sexy and you change your mind at the last second? ‘they’ll only believe he’s sexy until they find out he’s chubby, got to hide it!’ no. incorrect. his outfits are being designed by cowards and fools. if his love interest gets to dance in cute little form fitting outfits so does he. stop putting him in potato sacks like we don’t want to see him. you tell me I should be into him and then you cockblock me like this

[onesidedradiostatic]

some comments on stuff from the playbill, jumbled assortment of thoughts

can't believe this guy actually willingly posed for a photo and looks happy about it. maybe he's only fine with it cause it's black and white

I am completely and utterly convinced the sychronised dance is just an adam thing and he trained all the exorcists to be backup dancers

HE REALLY MISSES HIS WIFE LMAOOOO

he actually performs with the deadly sins??

"owned and ruled by himself, velvette, and I guess vox" HELLO???????

velvette's section in the playbill being formatted like a fucking twitter bio is making me lose my shit

still no sexuality though okay girl keep your secrets

this was probably in the background of like episode 2 or something that I missed but there being an in-universe vox-themed vocal assistant is killing me

nice to see a fuller quality version of this but I WISH it was in colour

I completely missed this in the background too, cool as shit

I know we've known this for a while but it still cracks me up because of both his pathetic display in season 1 and the fandom's subsequent treatment of him LMAO. still though, do wreck some shit in season 2 king

[catiuskaa]

audio creak file.mp3 [1:07]

PAIRING! pervy?Chan x roomate!reader

SUMMARY: Chan struggles to make music, and you, his friend and roommate, try to help him when you can. Say, Chan also struggles to keep his cool whenever you’re near… what will you do to help him feel better?

WC: 3.2k

CW: convenient minsung because I say so, angsty(?) (reader is just kinda dense and Minho screams the truth to her), smut: mentions of soft dom!chan, mentions of panty stealing, Chan’s a pervy simp (he’s just soooo down bad), and I just really got carried away writing on my notes thinking about when Channie smiles hearing the creaks in heyday...

A/N: basically, if being inocent was a crime, i’d be imprisioned for tax evasion, lmao. kinda perv!chan thoughts to soothe the iching that the mosquito bites give. have fun!

[☆☆★☆☆]

He let out a frustrated groan, fingers digging into his curly locks in a sign of desperation. He had listened to every single audio sample Changbin had found. Twice. But no, nothing screamed “This is it” to his perfectionist self. And it was getting him fucking desperate.

He wasn’t wearing headphones because of the company he had been with not too long ago since Changbin and Han tried to help him —keyword: try—, and also knowing that you wouldn’t be home for a while meant that there was no one he could disturb, the sounds coming from his laptop not nearly loud enough to reach to the neighbours. He scrolled down the same folders again, wondering when you would be home in the back of his mind.

You and Chan had been roommates for a bunch of years now. You two had met at Han’s birthday party thanks to Minho, as he introduced you, one of the first people he had ever danced with and even won competitions with to the leader of the Korean boyband.

You clicked almost instantly, sharing anecdotes from each side of the industry. He, a famous idol, and you, a backup dancer for many groups in different companies.

It was unknown to both of you that Han and his cat-like soulmate had tried to matchmake you that day, as you just stayed like close friends. Minho laughed at Jisung as they both returned from your shared apartment the day you moved in, like two years after. Now that you’d split the rent, considering neither of you spent that much time home to pay a large amount, you paired up.

“At least they like each other, silly,” he mentioned, his tone of voice sounding soft, a smug smile on his face. He was so winning the bet.

“Nooo!” Han whined, much like a toddler would when toys were taken away. “Those two are meant to be, Hyung. They are literally each other’s type!”

“Well, I don’t think they’ve noticed,” he chuckled, thinking about what he would buy with the ten bucks Han would owe him. And Minho would’ve been right.

But then, the sex dreams started.

“Chan, I’m back!”

He blushed, quickly shoving those thoughts into a bottomless pit in his mind.

“How you doin’?” You grinned, your head popping inside his room, leaving your bag on your own, next to his, before coming back and leaning on the door frame.

Your wet hair made the top of your summer dress fabric somewhat sheer, his eyes trailing your figure before clearing his throat.

“I’m stuck,” he admitted, dimples on display as he smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. “I’ve been looking for a sample I thought existed, but maybe I just made it up in my head.”

“That does sound like shit,” you mentioned, leaning down just enough to rest your forearms on the back of his chair. He felt tiny droplets falling from your hair onto his shoulders and back, making goosebumps trail all over his body.

“But how… how was the… the swimming pool?” He quivered, trying to hide the flustered quiver in his voice. And failing, hoping you wouldn’t notice.

“It was good! It felt sooo nice.” You stretched, whining as you extended your arms, making a mess in Chan’s head, who struggled to hide it. “I’ll go get changed, and then I can help you. Sounds ok?”

“Yeah.” He leaned into your touch when you ruffled his hair, leaving his room.

He sighed as he rested on the back of the chair, arms thrown over his eyes, and swallowed dry. He felt like such a perv, his insides churning and turning whenever you were near, making him feel like a horny teenager.

It all started one night when he woke up in a sweat, hard-on nearly hurting underneath his boxers. Pictures of you still reeling in his mind, legs wide open for him, eyes pleading, begging for release.

Then, two nights after, dreaming about your body pressed on top of him as you straddled him, clenching on him, fighting for dominance in a sloppy kiss.

Later that week, you in that cute summer dress you bought with him, letting him fuck you and manhandle you in his car, the apartment too far, and your bodies too horny that the drive home felt impossible.

Seeing you every day with those thoughts in mind was difficult, sometimes having to escape your sight so you wouldn’t see him getting hard just by you doing the slightest things that weirdly turned him on.

“The one you dream about is back,” you teased, now wearing an oversized shirt and a towel over your shoulders. He gulped as he looked at you, not only for what you had said unknowingly but also because of your shirt, long enough to cover your thighs, giving the illusion that you were almost naked. In his room. Sitting crisscrossed. On his bed.

He felt blood on his cheeks and some running down, headed south. He giggled halfheartedly, the sentence ‘don’t get hard’ echoing in his head.

After playing the samples again, tricking himself into thinking he might have skipped one just so he would keep searching, he started getting frustrated again. But nuh-uh. Nothing.

“Ok, this is trash,” you blurted out.

With a smile on your face, before he could even ask you what was wrong, you grabbed his chair from behind, pushing him far from the computer, saving the files and then closed it with a slap.

“Break time, Mr Producer. We both need a coffee.” He snickered, shaking his head sideways as you both went to the kitchen.

“Can’t say no to that, can I?”

You laughed. “No. Too late, anyways.”

He started getting the milk from the fridge, pouring it on the mugs you handed him, and settling them in the microwave, a small smile on his features accenting his dimples.

“Audio sample related, can’t you just make your own?” You asked Chan, not entirely curious, question directed to find a solution for his issue rather than learning that piece of info.

“I mean, yeah, sure, but it’s simpler this way,” he shrugged, eyes confused about where to look, not daring to stare at you for too long. “If not, I just have to keep recording random stuff, hoping to find something that sounds like what I want.”

“Isn’t that easier? Not like it’s something you can brag about, but there’s a ton of creaking shit in this place,” you pointed out thoughtfully. “Like… that!”

In the blink of an eye, you crossed your way until you were directly in front of Chan, and you turned around, leaning on the counter before you as you opened and closed the cabinet's door on the wall.

“See? It creaks,” you said from above your shoulder.

But just when you stood back on your feet, you realised how close you were to each other. And it hadn’t helped that when you leaned towards the cabinet, your shirt had followed along with your body, letting Chan see your lack of pyjama pants, instead being welcomed by some cute cotton panties. Ones he knew well because, uhm… he uh… may have used them for a wrong purpose.

Yeah, fuck, he had come on those.

You hadn’t realised how little space had been between him and the counter and attributed that to your head, not knowing that Chan had unconsciously moved towards you, like metal to a magnet. You wiggled on your place, your personal space suddenly far away from you, caged in Chan’s presence. He stopped your tiny motion by gripping your waist, letting out a gasp, blushing. He turned you around so you wouldn’t feel his hardening cock on your upper thighs.

When you both locked eyes on the contrary, the tense atmosphere shot up, turning even thicker when he rested his arms on the counter, at your sides, thumbs casually stroking short lines on your waist.

No words were said as you got lost in his brown eyes, deep chocolate-coloured orbs, not needing any kind of golden or honey stripes on them as they drew you in, gorgeous eyes so raven that it was hard to distinguish where the iris was. Then, your eyes trailed off at his mouth, your breath hitched, rose-coloured plush lips so enticing. He licked them, and you swore you heard him swallow dry.

You pressed your body on him, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, he let out a small whimper. The sound made you shiver, heat pooling in your lower belly. He blushed furiously, not daring to move from his place. You could feel it, feel him.

The sound of your phone chiming in your room made you both aware of the situation —and position— you were in. You got shy, quickly letting him have his personal space back, both of you missing the other’s warmth on your skin as you blurted out something that sounded like “gotta go walk my fish” as you run to your room, slamming the door close, frowning as soon as you were alone.

“Fuck.” Both of you said at the same time, having the same thoughts.

“I fucked up.” Chan stared at the hot mugs on the counter, both waiting for someone who had run away.

[☆☆★☆☆]

“He’s just scared, girl,” Han said through the phone after letting you ramble and blurt about what had happened barely twenty minutes ago. “I promise, if you make him feel safe, like he won’t lose you, he’ll melt on your hands.”

"...I don't think so," you mumbled, picking on your nails.

"You called me because he got hard," he sighed, not bringing his statement to a conclusion just because it was so painfully obvious. "I know you're the only one who thinks otherwise."

You were about to reply with a snarky comment about how he should just 'stick simping about Minho' when you started to hear said man speaking to Jisung, and then with all the calm in the world, ignored him when he went straight to the phone.

"...Minho?"

"Leave my boyfriend alone and go fetch yours," he replied as you heard Han groan in the back. It was almost as if you could feel him deadpanning from the other side of the phone.

You frowned even if you had a smile on your features, not taking the comment completely seriously. "Ok, rude. What a meanie."

"Jokes aside." You heard him breathe in from the other side of the phone. Oh boy. "The interminable teasing and bickering between you and Chan were amusing at first, but it's getting very stale and surprise, fucker, you live together!" He paused, clicking his tongue. "So, why don't you two cut the bullshit and admit your sexual and non-sexual feelings for each other?"

"My what?!"

"This is getting old really quick, goddamnit." You could feel him getting worked up, not just because of his tone but because he kept ignoring Han, whose comments echoed at the back of the phone call.

But Minho was serious. He was not gonna get cockblocked for ten bucks. Not tonight.

"You're getting kinda off-base, buddy!"

"Oh, it's almost one o'clock, fucking spare me!" He grumbled, getting slightly angrier. "Yeah, I get it. It's Chan. He can be a dick sometimes because of his severe self-esteem issues and how he doesn't know how to communicate his feelings all that well. But I kinda think he reminds you about that other guy you dated in our dance team, who was an absolute son of a bitch, and we can agree that you deserve to be with someone who's not that complicated or whatever, but still, you can't get Chan out of your head, can you? Don't answer. We know it." He interrupted you, unable to speak as you were just getting bombarded with facts you didn't want to deal with.

"But you? I've known you for years, yet you're still being a dumbass. You're behaving like a baby who'd rather act tough than show her true feelings 'cause last time, you got hurt! Owie," he cooed, tone still angrily mocking. "And now you're just dancing around the other in this pathetic act you're tryna put up to hide your pent-up feelings, SO, AGAIN, for my sake, either deal with it and stop bitching my man about it, or get over with it already!"

"Minho, I-!" You turned silent as you heard a beeping sound coming from your phone.

He hung up.

You stared at the screen, eyes almost out of place, as you muted the device, letting it vibrate with the unread texts Jisung sent, apologising in every way he knew.

"A baby?" You muttered, the word almost sickening in your mouth. "I am not a baby!"

You laid back down on your bed, rolling on your sides, Minho's words echoing in your mind as you cursed under your breath. Almost unconsciously, you stood up, left your room and approached Chan's as if wanting to enter just to get his confirmation regarding his allegedly existing feelings for you.

He startled you when he closed his door, meeting you in the hallway, his eyes glued to yours as soon as he saw you.

"Oh. Hey." You mentioned awkwardly.

"Hey," he said, tensed-up shoulders visible due to the lack of sleeves on his shirt. "I just... uh..."

"I... wanted to say that, uh..."

"I am sorry if I... uh..."

"It's ok... I uh... don't... I mean... I know that you can't really uh... control... it?"

You could almost hear Minho's laugh in your mind.

"Right," he sighed. You smiled reassuringly, and he did the same in an uneasy stance.

"Right. I mean, for all I know, it could happen for whatever reason."

"I uh, kinda, I guess."

"But never mind. I uh... 'm glad we feel the same way."

You both smiled sheepishly and headed to your respective rooms.

Chan sighed, hurriedly getting back to bed, wishing to get weird ideas out of his mind, not bothering to check his computer again. He rolled in bed, hand anxiously travelling through his hair so frequently that it was starting to get greasy.

He frowned, passing his hands through his face, the scene in the kitchen crossing his mind again, his already weak excuse for not being so clearly attracted to you crumbling when he remembered the eagerness he thought he had seen in your eyes.

He stood up again and went to open the door just to go check, because what if he hadn't just made it up in his mind?

But then, he met you right in front of his room.

Before you could escape or come up with anything, he approached you and pecked your lips, feeling his heart skip ten beats when you pushed him away.

His eyes locked into yours, a sight of contentment leaving his lips as you grabbed his shirt and pulled him back in, smiling in the kiss. It heated very quickly, a sloppy kiss with all tongues and teeth, both fighting for dominance. You went to get the edge of his shirt, but instead, he gave you a light smack on your thighs, and you jumped, legs crossing around his waist, arms around his neck as he guided both of you into his room, closing the door with a kick.

The two of you breathed heavily, the air thick with anticipation and lust. He pinned you up against the closed door and kissed hard, feeling the heat rising as your bodies tightened against one another. Your tongues met, mingling in an intense way that drove you wild. You let out soft sounds of pleasure, suddenly changing sides, pulling him away just enough so you could have access to his neck, your teeth trailing from his jaw, trying to find a sensitive spot.

He whined, barely moving away, trying to calm himself down, the sudden blow of emotions too intense for him. He then panted, and you quickly went back to that spot you had found, nibbling on it. "What are we- fuck- what are we doing?"

You set a finger on his lips, your face going back to his. "Shhh. Let's just... enjoy it," you whispered, leaving a small chaste kiss at the corner of his lips, tempting him. You then flinched, moving away "Unless you don't want..."

He let out a groan, deep and enticing, hungrily going back to your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back, your lips pressing firmly against his.

"No... I want you."

"And I want you too, Chris." You admitted, doe eyes trailing down to his lips, licking your own. "Now."

[☆☆★☆☆]

Your schedule had gotten filled up to the brim, chances of meeting Chan reserved for the ungodly hours of the night, which were used to get some well deserved sleep. Rehearsing over and over left your body exhausted, your mind clouded in the remaining work you had left, only the most sinful parts of it replaying the encounter that had happened barely three nights ago.

It was obvious that he was awake, the light in his room shining from underneath the door, knowning that he’d probably be working on his samples.

And he had tried, looking for one of the files he had recorded that delicious night. But something felt wrong. He frowned, looking at how long the audio was.

He played it before using it, at first just hearing random noises he was recording. Then he heard himself groaning, the sound of the bed sheets moving with his body, and then, after some loud steps, the door creaked open.

And those voices were you and him, that was no doubt. He blushed, the sound of the door slamming close getting his mind back to three nights ago.

“Ah, fuck, Chan!” You moaned through his headphones.

The bed creaked under both of you in rythmic beats, matching each thrust, your moans decorating the purple-lit room.

As both an idol and a producer, Chan had listened to many voices and samples for a long time, ears used to the constant stimulation, but the sound of your needy whines as he slowed down in hopes of not coming too soon made the task even more difficult.

“Don’t- ugh, fuck-,” he whined, hearing the heavy breathing through the recording. “Let me hear you, baby, please.”

Chan tried to pause the recording, a flustered mess, but instead accidentally unplugged his headphones, the sound of creaks and moans filling his room once again.

He paused it, mortified. Where you home? Fuck, he didn’t want you to think he was recording you in secret.

He turned around slowly when the door creaked open.

“What's going on here?” You walked in with an oversized top on, the cut of the sleeves made so that your body could be seen through the sides of the tank top.

“I-i uh…”

“Don’t have too much fun without me.”

“Chan? Are you listening?” Changbin questioned, frowning.

“Uh?”

He remembered that he wasn’t inside his room, like the night before, your thighs straddling his, but in the studio, showing his friends the audio he had put together. He couldn’t help but smile and get lost in his thoughts when certain creaks came out.

“We like it,” Han repeated. “We can get to writting lyrics soon enough.”

Chan’s phone chimed next to him, his eyes trailing it with no thoughts to it.

Let’s have fun again tonight.

He bit his lip, turning his phone off.

“I’ll call it Heyday,” he mentioned to his friends, renaming the new audio file.

He’d keep the other one a secret.

[☆☆★☆☆]

[hard hours]

~Kats, who came up with this idea on the beach and has had it stuck in her head since day one.

[tarosunshine]

are you taking requests? If so can you pleaseee write a reaction for riize when they have a crush on idol reader

⊹ SUGAR RUSH .

fluff headcanons ⭒ riize female r. words 501 . . . 𝒞ataloge !

SHOTARO

the type to do dance covers of your songs.

he got viral for his dancer skills and made a trend on tiktok.

he just went to one of your concerts.

you noticed him two years ago because of the trend on tiktok and because one of his videos on youtube went viral too.

he made his friends like your songs.

he couldn't believe when one day he was there, right in the scenery, being one of the backup dancers.

EUNSEOK

he started by listening to your songs in secret.

you were the star of the moment, but for some reason, he didn't want to anyone knows.

when one of his friends gave him one of your albums for his birthday, he couldn't stop smiling.

he doesn't say it at loud that he likes you as an idol, but everybody knows.

your songs never can be missing on his road trips.

SUNGCHAN

THE fanboy.

he blessed the day he found your music.

sungchan finds your interviews very entertaining to watch.

he thinks you're the funniest person alive.

he went to one of your shows when you weren't so much known.

the biggest cheerleader when you win a prize.

he's compromised when it's about streaming.

WONBIN

definitely he's the type to do guitar covers of your songs.

his viral videos are the ones when he covers your latest album.

he collects photocards... (NOBODY CAN KNOWS THAT)

he completely flushed when once at one of your concerts, you gave him your pink cowgirl hat.

looking cool in an outfit full black, and a poker face while on his earphones are sounding your girlish song ever.

SEUNGHAN

he take inspo of your outfits.

another dancer who makes dance covers, always taking your place in the formation.

your hip hop vibe and music of your group match his taste, so he enjoys to dance.

the type to sing your songs on the car, really feeling the music.

everybody around him says you're his type, but he denials that.

that one time he went to a fan meeting, he was so nervous, that he completely forgot how to talk.

one time he saw you walking on the street with another group memeber but he went too nervous and afraid of scare you two, so he just kept that memorie with him.

SOHEE

the type who smiles like and idiot when you do.

he just loves the way you sing, because he likes it too.

he bought the lightstick of your group.

once he put you as his wallpaper. (it's somebody wanna match his freak?)

he makes cover of your songs in acapella.

the type of cute fanboy.

ANTON

definitely has an edit account. like that account that almost the all random knows.

he knows every. single. son, even the forgotten ones.

he goes to your shows every time he can.

he almost fainted that time when you waived at him.

his friends bother him the entire week after that.

the type who shuts the hater on the comments section (and he ate every time).

[vaggietheangel]

OH MY GOOOOOOOOD ITS HAPPENING

OMG THE ANIMATION LOOKS AMAZING!!!! EVEYONE LOOKS SO COOL AND ITS SO SMOOTH!!

Alastor is doing voodoo magic! I'm guessing that's in the first episode.

Husk and Alastor fighting already and Alastor thinks they're just having fun ehehhehehehehehehgee.

ANGEL LOOKS SO GEORGOUS WHILE DANCING!!! He's got his own backup dancers too!!

Sir pentious giving the bombastic side eye.

And its coming to Amazon prime WOHOOOOO!!

[fulgurbugs]

What would the travelers Pokémon teams be?

I can totally see Alfyn having a Blissey. Therion seems like he’d have a Gengar, potentially.

ok. upon literally hours of deliberation and team building (i actually already had ones for the OT1 travelers but decided to revisit them and change a few picks) me and my bestie @snailcruncher have settled on some teams. i will be going in depth on reasonings for these so prepare for a long post lol. im gonna put it under a readmore because really im not joking about how long it is

we also came up with some ideas/lore for why some of these would be picked in a pokemon AU setting, so i’ll be explaining any of those thoughts if they’re relevant too.

Ophilia:

one of the only teams left untouched, I think this is a good batch for her. i’m imagining a scenario where the sacred flame takes the form of a pokemon, and it’s a lampent. frosmoth and togetic felt just like… the right vibe. Lapras and Ampharos both have associations with guiding, so they’re in. Audino is a notable healing pokemon, and it feels in line with her personality as well.

Cyrus:

Alakazam for mr high iq smart guy. duh. oranguru for his role as a teacher, and Runerigus would be a late acquisition to his team in his ch4. Flareon, Glaceon, and Jolteon for the 3 scholar spell types. i also think him having 3 eeveelutions could also be kind of like, they’re really good for demonstrations for single-type stuff, as well as being popular with others. people might come up to him and be like omg you have a flareon i love flareon pleaseeee tell me more (flirtily) which of course would go over his head and he would start telling you flareon facts. I feel like Cyrus would excel in double battles.

Tressa:

Meowth: the pay day signature pokemon. this is as close as i can replicate to tressa randomly finding money. Skwovet (she can now take her pet squirrel with her in a pokeball)

Gyrados for sure. one, she lives along an ocean, so she should definitely have a water type, two, i’m imagining a scenario where she buys a magikarp cheap, seeing the potential in it, then raises it into a real powerhouse. just like her!

carbink: really funny scenario me and the bestie came up with that instead of eldrite the treasure was diancieite. the carbink is from the same cave. tressa did try to evolve it with the diancieite. it didn’t work.

pidgeot… felt like she needed a flying type (wind magic rep) and i feel like she’d gravitate to the humbler normal types… doesn’t get much more straightforward than pidgeot. Dhelmise… maybe it used to be captain leons, maybe she fished it out of the harbor in rippletide herself. either way, she thinks it’s cool

Olberic:

Aegislash: sword form, shield form…. this pokemon itself is the unbending blade. obviously i have given him several other sword based pokemon, too.

gallade, escavalier, and sirfetch’d badically all fit this. they’re knight-like, so they feel fitting i think to him.

as for conkeldurr and garganacl, they feel kind of… solidly built. like him. ( ⬇️ garganacl pick lore)

Primrose:

almost all of her pokemon can learn some kind of dance though their level up. Oricorio is the obvious choice, dragonair reps dragon dance, beautifly reps quiver dance, and lilligant… well they can learn so fucking many. we couldn’t decide on which one to give her, so we ended up giving her both. they’re her backup dancers or whatever.

mawile just feels very primrose to me. its cute or pretty or whatever, and you might underestimate it… but watch out. it bites.

Alfyn:

he feels like a guy who loves a big fluffy dog. and stoutland has also been used in games for its ability to sniff out items, so it feels like it’d be a good pick for an apothecary looking to sniff out herbs and such. Comfey is an obvious pick, i mean its signature move is. floral healing. meganium also has mentioned in its dex entries its healing and calming properties. it’s also a cool as fuck dinosaur so i think alfyn would like it.

chatot. does this even need explanation

we also wanted to give him an ice type, and settled on cubchoo. it has a perpetually runny nose… even Alfyn can’t fix it, try as he might.

as for leavanny, we had some trouble picking the last slot on this team. we were looking through friendship evos, and leavanny caught my eye. it’s dex entries mention that it’s very gentle, it also shows no mercy to foes who target young pokemon. seems fitting… we decided alfyn got it as a swadloon (maybe it could be taught to use its sewing abilities to dress wounds?) and it evolved during his ch3.

Therion:

I think Krookodile, mimikyu, and klefki are quite obvious picks, so i won’t go too in on them. Ninjask and Shedinja…. Ninjask is super speedy, so it felt right to give one to therion, but also i feel like.. he’d keep the shedinja around. even with 1 hp and one billion weaknesses… it’s still a part of his team. it and ninjask were born from the same nincada. he couldn’t abandon it like that.

and applin lol. something about therion gives me “guy who’s going for a cool as fuck hydrapple and ends up with an appletun actually”

H’aanit:

If anyone’s allowed to have legendaries, it’s the hunters. Chien-pao is as close as we can get to a snow leopard. and yeah maybe it’s a little evil but H’aanit is built different. Decidueye feels like an obvious pick, and spirit shackle is a great signature move for the h’aanit vibe. trapinch for. leghold trap. kilowattrel is literally a thunderbird. and ariados… well, it has the ability sniper, to reference hunter’s crit boosting abilities, as well as having some trapping moves like webs. for the Hunters, I’ve left their last spot blank, but this just means like, a “flex” spot that would be different each time you battled them. H’aanits got boxes of options to choose from.

now, onto the OT2 ones!

Ochette:

I’m sure you can see what i’m going for here. it’s just the closest i could get to Akala/mahina and her 3 story beasts. and again, like H’aanit, the last spot is “flex” not empty, so imagine her bringing some different new bullshit to every battle.

Cassti:

i wanted to do a few things with Castti: obviously, give her some healing-y mons, but also a few oddball picks that might have you looking twice. picked Shiinotic because of its ominous dex entries, and then. toedscruel because i realize shiinotic actuallt doesn’t get spore i think? and i think castti “put em to sleep right in the street” florenz should have a mon with spore. (edit. i actually just cant read the bulbapedia tables and shiinotic does get spore. anyways she gets two spore mons i guess cuz what if she’s gotta knock out two people at the same time. or whatever. dustox emits toxic powder from its wings, which seems like it could be something castti would want to keep on hand for poison axe. these three might seem a little weird tho, and reinforce her bad first impression in canalbrine, even though i’m sure they’d all be very well behaved and nice. Blissey and Arboliva are straightforward healing picks. I feel like these would be common for apothecaries to have in general.

and then galar-slowking. poison-activated brain nonsense. i feel like she acquires this one post-amnesia. they feel a kinship with each other.

Throné

Throné’s team is half-blacksnakes dedicated, half catered to herself. Every blacksnake has a seviper or an ekans, as well as probably most of them also having other grunt-esque pokemon, like zubats and such. throné’s taken care of hers, though, and friendship evolved it into a crobat.

chose furfrou because i think throné would like a prissy little dog she can dress up cutely. milcery, which she’s waiting on evolving until she can figure out what alcremie form she wants, and a shade-cherrim.

oh, and zangoose, of course. the natural enemy of sevipers. one appeared to her right after she left new delsta. what a sign, right?

Osvald:

Osvald we had some interesting stuff to work with, I think. we decided that most of his pokemon were newly acquired after his prison escape- not on purpose. they seem to just take a liking to him and start following him around.

the avalugg helped get him out of the frozen water at cape cold, and then stuck with him.

the teddiursa.. also just stuck with him. we wanted to give him something that felt a little oddball for him… so this doesn’t evolve. it stays cute and unevolved forever.

the shuppet was found hovering around the ruins of Osvald’s house. he was reluctant to take it, but if it was formed out of some semblance of his desire for vengeance… he has to be responsible for it.

the Indeedee is the only one of osvalds old pokemon, out of this lineup. since indeedee are so helpful to people, it was kind of a family pokemon acquired after elena’s birth (dex mentions they’re good at babysitting.) Osvald could probably also trust it with simple lab assistant tasks like moving stuff around. was a very beloved pokemon within their family. anyways, following his sentencing, clarissa managed to get ahold of the indeedee and took care of it all this time. when osvald returns, it’s clear it wants him to take her with him.

the drampa was acquired after the events of montwise, having shown up and basically just forced itself to go with osvald. somehow it seems to know what’s going on and who it can trust…

and slowking.. well, smart guy needs a smart pokemon. it’s another one that took a shine to him, though at that point he was getting used to this happening.

Partitio:

Talonflame: partitio’s aptitude for fire magic and the “chickadee” nickname made this an obvious choice for an ace. I can imagine a young partitio’s first pokemon being a fletchling, for sure.

bramblegast. the funny tumbleweed. put it on the team immediately.

Milotic: Paritio picked up a feebas. having a knack for seeing the potential in pokemon, he wasn’t wrong, and now hes got this thing. it’s very popular with other people, though it seems an odd pick for partito at first glance to strangers.

armarouge: ok this one’s a little convoluted so i will explain it later. kind of vibes based pick tho lol. revavroom kind of. uhh. steam engine. (we can pretend)

there ain’t a more partitio pokemon out there than gholdengo. everyone say thank you scarvi for giving partitio most of his team.

Agnea:

hey, it’s another oricorio! i think you can guess why.

volcarona: learns fiery dance, but we thought up even more lore on this one. the larvesta was a family pokemon. mostly belonging to Garud (we ended up deciding that the Bristarnis had a lot of bug types, who help out with the sewing stuff and larvesta does give a little bit silkworm, lol..)

anyways, part of his blessing for sending agnea off was telling her to take the larvesta, who also turned out to be a dazzling star in the end too… after a lot of hard work.

altaria and leafeon rep dragon and swords dance. i just feel like they’re good picks for her energy, too. lunatone reps the moonstep. I’ve also opted to give her a sunny cherrim, which i think would be cute contrasted with Throné’s gloomy one.

Temenos:

temenos has quite the oddball lineup for a cleric. but hes kind of an oddball cleric so i think it works.

Absol. man. a lot of shit happens to temenos. this absol is stressed tf out 24 fucking 7. sorry man.

Clefable: felt like we had to give him a healer-adjacent pokemon and this one evolves with a moonstone. feels fitting for mr night-ability mistral tbh.

Lokix. alright. another scenario based pick. Temenos caught this thing on the pilgrims way as a nymble at like level 2. probably rustling in the metaphorical tall grass, crick is all “get behind me, it could be dangerous” and then. lvl 2. nymble. doesn’t even need to be fought to be caught. and then temenos is all hey crick, it’s a “crick”et pokemon! (we’ll ignore that the dex says grasshopper) he’d keep it just to mess with crick, but it ends up sticking around.

Houndoom. well, temenos is the pontiff’s hound, so we did need to pick a dog for him. it’s a houndour in the beginning, houndoom by the end. probably evolved in a moment of crisis (in ch4?) the yamask is from crackridge.

wooloo. this is actually Crick’s. it wasn’t helping with the little lamb allegations… after the events of stormhail, Temenos takes it in.

Hikari:

Kingambit: i mean. come on. gotta get a kingambit for the future king.

Gardevoirs dex entire mention that it is dedicated to its trainer/cause to the bitter end, and would do anything to protect it. perfect for Hikari.

Morpeko and Zweilous. some literally two-faced pokemon. (maybe he feels a little bit of a kinship with them in that way) i also really wanted to give Hikari a pseudo-legendary, and i think that his zweilous would probably evolve just in the nick of time to kick some ass against mugen. Hydreigons might be notoriously destructive, but something about the personalities merging into one brain in evolution seems to have mellowed Hikari’s out. it’s remarkably personable, for a hydreigon.

lucario: i really wanted to give him a pokemon that learns copycat, and lucario fits that bill. plus, he definitely needed a fighting type.

Cerudelge: formed from bitterness of old cursed armor, but also an extremely skilled sword fighter… one of hikari’s aces.

I also like to imagine that a lot of hikari’s pokemon are quite difficult to deal with (his ceruledge in particular is quite belligerent and mean) but they all have utmost respect for him as a trainer, once they’re on the battlefield. but onlookers sometimes worry… how the hell does he deal with it all?

other notes about some of the picks :

Partitio’s amarouge. Paritio picked up a. charcadet later on, and hikari personally warned him that it might be difficult to deal with. (his charcadet and later ceruledge were super hard to train for him) of course, partitio did end up in possession of the cool nice armor that evolved it into the better mannered and nobler armarouge… but honestly, even his charcadet was far better behaved.

paritio and tressa both get those shitty fish that get cool. must be because they both have an eye for a diamond in the rough.

agnea and throné’s cherrims are best friends. throné rarely got to see her cherrim sunny-form until she left new delsta… she wonders if maybe it was upset about being so nocturnal before, with the blacksnakes.

castti and osvald, team mom and team dad somehow both ended up with slowkings. everyone’s a little concerned about castti’s, though…

after the events of his story, Osvald leaves indeedee and teddiursa with clarissa and elena. the teddiursa and elena in particular take to each other very well… when osvald finally is able to return to elena’s life, the teddiursa is really much more her pokemon.

also. H’aanit and Ochette and far and away the best battlers of both groups. i know i only have them with one flex spot, but you can imagine that they’d swap out a lot more for whatever they need to do to build a good team. they’ve got loads more options than everyone else.

you know that thing about giving someone an applin in galar? therion did trade it over to alfyn at one point. but really they have joint custody of that thing. which definitely ended up as an appletun.

we also had some npc aces sprinkled in there, so here’s some other thoughts, just as bonus!

Malaya: Pawmot (revival blessing), rapidash.

Elena: Abra

Harvey: Hypno, Bacephalon

Pala: Kricketot (formerly belonged to her and agnea’s mom)

Roque: Metagross

Kazan: Husuian Braviary

Ori: Chatot

Trousseau: Glimmora

Cordelia: ….ferrothorn

Erhardt: Aegislash, Hisuian Samurott

Z’aanta: Zamazenta

Juvah: is literally a solgaleo

Darius: Scrafy/Pangoro

Simeon: Malamar

Esmeralda: Mismagius (wanted to give her something with perish song)

Mattias: drifblim? darkrai?

Lucia: Hatterene

Miguel: Grimmsnarl

Werner: spectrier

Mugen: Kingambit. mirror match with Hikari, but mugen’s has supreme overlord while Hikari’s has defiant.

Kaldena: we couldn’t pick but maybe she goes like lusamine mode and fuses with something.

Claude: Cradily. (uh. literally fossil pokemon)

Dolcinea: belive it or not, also an oricorio. also, solrock. but her oricorio is the prettiest.

veronica: she has somehow acquired the worlds first and only female gallade through the power of lesbianism.

Crick: … wooloo….

I do wanna make some drawings for these ideas, but this post was literally already one billion miles long and has way too many images, so it’ll probably be a separate post. thanks for the ask! and sorry for talking so much, but i fucking love making pokemon teams so much it’s insane.

and a big thank you again to my bestie @snailcruncher who helped me with a lot of these picks (and did basically all of the npc picks thank you so much i love you). tysm for pokemon octopath brainrotting with me for like 4 hours.

[4-ustin]

Modern!The Outisders playing Just Dance

Ponyboy

-His favourite songs are; Happy, Dynamite (Tiao Cruz), and What Makes You Beautiful because I damn said so

-If he likes the song, he dances his heart out, if not? All that's required is his arms

-Usually he'll just sit back with Johnny anyways

-He'll cheer on Soda and Two-Bit and that's it

-Jeers at Darry for not playing and says he "needs to exercise those old man bones!"

-He also forces Johnny to play Timber and I Gotta Feeling with him

Johnnycake

-He doesn't actually play a lot, mostly because he thinks it's embarrassing.

-although, he will record all the others dancing for keepsake

-He only dances to Timber, I Gotta Feeling, and Footloose

-if he does do it he's nervously giggling and laughing the entire time cause he's embarrassed

-He is genuinely so good at footloose it is fucking crazy, bro can do everything with his feet (except run from those socs 😔)

Dally

-He'll play, but he only uses his arms like the lazy, cheating fuck he is (Im literally in love with this man!! Dallas Slander y'all!!)

-UNLESS it's Rasputin.

-He likes to flex the fact that he can do the Prisyadka as low as the Just Dance dancer does

-Everyone cheers him on when he does it, too

-Begs Johnny to send him the videos, especially of Two-Bit when he does it when he's drunk

Two-Bit

-He's always drunk when he plays, sometimes tipsy, sometimes hammered

-Also loves Rasputin, but he cant do the Prisyadka as well as Dallas does

-His favs are; Rasputin, Chiwawa, and Call Me Maybe

-Sometimes he passes out in the middle of dancing, Dallas finds it hilarious but whoever laughs first has to Carry Two-Bit up onto the couch

Darry

-He doesn't play because of his old man bones (he's just sore from work!!)

Sodapop

-He and Steve play Timber with all the passion in the damn world

-Sometimes its genuinely homoerotic

-He loves ALL the songs, he is so good at them and puts his whole damn body into it

-If he knows the song, he's singing along.

-Asks Johnny to send him all the videos of himself because he thinks he's so damn cool, he feels like a backup dancer preforming for people

Steve

-He only dances with Sodapop, he will not dance with anybody else

-Photobomb's Johnny's videos

-Stares at Soda's ass and gets teased about it, spesifically By Dallas and Two-bit (STEVEPOP.)

-Sometimes when he's not dancing he'll just pace around the couch to keep himself busy

[askew-d]

YIZHAN FIC REC LIST

— if you just got into the fandom, you might know switched, yizhan or yizhan through the years, so let’s go through other stuff! we’re gonna take another ride. also, if you care about this, green will be for bjyx dynamic, red will be for zsww and blue will be for lsfy. from my point of view, ofc. orange will be for the not specified, couldn’t grasp. let’s go.

• where else but home, by purplemoster — fluff story where wang yibo accidentally returns home to xiao zhan every time. super sweet read!

• ⭐️ cool boy gets a life, by saezutte — xiao zhan’s a writer and his character, cool buy wang yibo, gains life. it’s wonderful, i want a cool boy for myself. who wrote this did an awesome job.

• ⭐️ i’m not as good as you think (or as bad as they say), by ilyria — aaahh, what a gorgeous story! basically, xiao zhan becomes yibo manager and the idol, well, falls in love. there’s a sequel!

• follow shot, by cataclysms — cameraman wang yibo freaks out about idol xiao zhan. because, come on, it’s xiao zhan! we get you, boy. beautiful.

• xiao zhan’s graphic design playbook, by augmenti — this one’s absolutely gold! fantastic. xiao zhan as graphic designer and yibo as someone who thinks his prices are too small. sexual tension ensues.

• caffeine addictions and brain malfunctions, by little_passions — if you want a coffeeshop yizhan au, here’s your to-go! cute!

• query: cardiac, by iluvnaruto1412 — our radiographer technician wang yibo discovers that doctor xiao’s a hottie. there’s a whole series that’s outstanding, don’t mind the mcd in the last part, you’ll understand as you read.

• an ode to love, by spoonful_of_sugar — sappy reminiscent of their story. truly so fluffy i had toothaches the entire read.

• ⭐️ one feline war for love, by ilyria —a fierce cat becomes a human after xiao zhan saves him, and this human wants xiao zhan all for himself. so very good, i died and resuscitated. worth it.

• chef’s kiss, by jalpari — chef xiao zhan in day day for an episode and becomes enemies with wang yibo. but for a short time. love this development for them!! so well done.

• ⭐️ this is what they say, by xiaoyibao (a_storm_of_frustrations) — yibo thinks xiao zhan’s breaking up when the man’s actually trying to get married to him. comic, lovely, poetic!

• set me into motion, by deinde — backup dancers wang yibo and xiao zhan being whipped towards one another. an angel wrote this.

• ⭐️ finding yibo, by vesna (mrsronweasley) — kidfic where yibo transforms into a young version of himself and xiao zhan takes care of him. i’m losing my head. it’s great!

• ⭐️🎖️never close our eyes, series by thirtysixsavefiles — catboy wang yibo and kinda batman xiao zhan. perfect through every part. i’m flabbergasted.

• 119 my cat is struck, by serendiiii — fireman yibo, cat owner xiao zhan, you can have my heart! adorable!

• a spot of light, by akatsukishin — this is for everyone who loves a drama! delivery boy xiao zhan and successful ceo wang yibo.

• a story of others to tell, by deinde — this author has some seriously good plots. in this one, yibo pines enough to end up in cql world. extra nice!

• cut to the feeling, by vesna (mrsronweasley) — drama pa and the huge star xiao zhan. is there anything better?

• love thy neighbour, by jalpari — single dad xiao zhan and neighbour who becomes babysitter wang yibo. marvellous!

• ‘cos you make me feel electric, by chajatta — fansite xiao zhan loves his inspiration, wang-laoshi from uniq. i love this for them, genuinely.

• ⭐️🎖️ world of cultivation, by eggo — yibo and xiao zhan meet each other through a game; well, not only. hilarious! chaotic! romantic! perfect!

• gravitating towards you, by bittersweetirony — high school au with student council president xiao zhan and sports freak wang yibo, we all know we needed it.

• 181.3 cm high, by eleven14 — wang yibo wakes up high in anaesthesia. you might imagine what comes after. excellent!

• ⭐️ we are made to love, by jalpari — xiao zhan writes columns receives one letter questioning on love. aah, so poetic! definitely worth every second.

• no path better than our own, by athousandfaces — harry potter au! we’re lucky to have this gorgeous story. i had a lot of fun reading it.

• my future in your laugh, by timelykey — doctor xiao zhan falling in love with overworked wang yibo. wow, what a journey, you’re losing it if you haven’t read it yet.

• love in the time of coding, by thevoiryflute — a hacker au for yibo fits him so much, i don’t know why. just know that this perfectly-written story caused butterflies in my stomach.

• summer surf shop, by anonymous — yibo goes to a variety show and gets much more than he imagined. absolutely gold.

• pick me, pick me up, by domeneec — wrong number au for yizhan, we need it. and it’s so well-written too.

• escape velocity, redefined, by thirtysixsavefiles — i have to admit that this au of pirating away together with royalty made me suspicious at first. but after i read it, it’s so goddamn brilliant.

• 缘分 | (yuánfèn), by fyredancer — royalty au, give me more yizhan royalty. good writing, good development, good plot, had a good time reading it.

• signal fire, series by fireflavoredwhiskey — spiderman yibo! spiderman yibo! spiderman yibo! spiderman yibo! if he knew about that, he’d be happy to know that in an universe he gets to be his favorite superhero.

• ⭐️ the magic position, by sophiahelix — just a sweet, short story with yizhan being cute together and it melts my heart away every time.

• ⭐️🎖️ with joy and purpose, by feenwitch — android wang yibo living alone in a planet until xiao zhan crashes his plane there. it’s just perfect. and the writing’s wonderful.

• perfect match, by sandorara — personal ai for xiao zhan turns out to be more than he expected. gorgeous wang yibo affecting xiao-laoshi and changing his course of life. incredible!

• 🎖️ their kindred encounters, by fireflavoredwhiskey — can i have this printed, please? actually, i think there might have. it’s a the age of adeline au, xiao zhan doesn’t get old. melancholic in the ideal dosage. angst. comfort. everything.

• the ruby ox and the golden boy, series by aces_low — a mafia au that attracted me. i’m usually not into these kind of aus but aah this one… it’s unique.

• ⭐️ half is loss, half is gain, by yin_chi — celebrity xiao zhan needs a bodyguard and guess who it is? well, yeah, this story’s a blessing upon us here. i couldn’t stop reading once i began, just warning y’all. addictive, i want more.

• ⭐️🎖️ between holocenes, by fireflavoredwhiskey — this author broke the heart of so many people by just vanishing from the fandom, but ah how greatly they write and how extraordinary their works are. this is a the time traveler’s wife au and it rocks.

• fixtures and fittings, by ella_minnow — interior designer xiao zhan and motorcyclist wang yibo! believe me when i said i screamed during the development of their relationship.

• ⭐️ 为战而爱, series by anonymous — bits of sdc moments with established relationship yizhan, the works are seriously stunning.

• what i could do (if i didn’t love you), by trestle — one-night stand au with architect xiao zhan. seriously really good through and through.

• ⭐️ hand in glove, by pessoa — brat yibo; you have my heart. the development in this work’s crazy, it’s a whole rollercoaster of feelings. neighbours au!

• say you love me (again and again), by lanwuxiann — sweet story of yizhan growing up together and loving each other through every step of the way. hella soft!

• ⭐️ four of hearts (l-o-v-e me zhan-ge), by eleven14 — yibo being silly to win over xiao zhan’s heart, and of course, it works. short, but very funny and lovely.

• a head’s up, by madfilaments — xiao zhan arrives at sdc without giving a head’s up and yibo’s frustrated. a pretty satisfying thing to read. awesome.!

• 7 reasons to support your local cat café, by buttstrife — host wang yibo, cat café owner xiao zhan, a romance for the history books. they’re so very lovable.

• ⭐️ the bravest man i ever knew, by biscuitpoo — another hogwarts au! this time, xiao zhan’s a bit more slytherin-like, and it’s a whole show.

• ⭐️🎖️ so happy you could come; so happy to be here, by alex_mtg — a masterpiece! betrothed yizhan with royalty and the uniq boys and this sweet development of their relationship. just amazing! :)

• ⭐️ threads, by planet_b612 — a sherlock and watson au! it’s phenomenal! in fact, this author has only good works, so it’s definitely worthy to check out.

since i’m doing this already, might as well recommend some of my own stories, so i’ll be adding the ones i favour (sssh):

• half a bottle is enough — yizhan fight and xiao zhan gets home carrying a cardboard wang yibo. just some silly boyfriendos!

• falling; never broken — yibo has bulimia (please, be aware of the trigger warnings) and xiao zhan’s a doctor who helps him.

• a best friend and a lover — xiao zhan goes on different dates with different versions of wang yibo to look for a ‘type’. they’re both stupidly in love, your honour.

• darling you, play it cool — yizhan bodyswap au where only wang yibo’s famous though. i wrote this in 2023 and i’m the most proud of it.

• sleep tight until the moonlight — yizhan enemies to lovers where both of them spend their time being radio hosts in university :)

• whispering through dusty aisles — my au where xiao zhan’s a literary deity and yibo’s still famous, they meet occasionally and sparks fly. it’s my most poetic creation.

everyone, please remember this is my opinion! of course, there a lot of other works — famous or not — who aren’t in here. if you want to check out more recs of mine, see my bookmarks! thank you :)

[stormblessed95]

Who Thoughts and Theories

First, it's such a good song. I'm genuinely so in love with it, with Jimins vocals, with his dance, with his backup dancers. I'm so impressed with how hard he worked and all the choices he contributed to it. While this is the only song on the album that Jimin doesn't have writing credits on, he was still very much involved in every aspect of the songs creation and it was written with the feelings Jimin wished to portray. I talk briefly about what I believe the overall feelings that Jimin was trying to express in the album Muse, here:

And of course because you should refresh yourself on the song and get that extra stream in before you read....

I'll otherwise just be talking about what I think, my thoughts, my feelings and my theories about Who, the song and the MV in this post. These are of course just my opinions, coming from my perspectives. You are free to agree or disagree as much as you want.

First, I want to say that regardless of the pronouns used in the song, I don't think it has any bearing on Jimins sexuality. People (read: homophobes) cannot use this song as a way to try to say Jimin can't be queer. Not only is that nonsensical and ignoring the fact that Jimin would be closeted if he is queer. But it's also ignoring the way Jimin speaks about the song, which is solely in gender neutral terms. From the original lyrics being "you" instead of "she."

To the way he says "people" instead of "girls/women" about the scene where people walk past him as the options of who he could be looking for. Along with the fact that the billboard with a man's eyes drop right after he sings "who is my heart Waiting for?"

The way that Jimin dances with both men and women and the scene then when they come together, it's absolutely giving west side story. Which is my personal opinion. Which one of the themes of west side story is love striving to rise above the hatred.... And idk about you, but I think that can easily relate to queer love as well. But again, personal opinion only! So this BS that I know everyone rolled their eyes at with the "this proved he is straight" nonsense, is at its core.... Nonsense...

Speaking of his dance, this thread has absolutely nothing to do with what I'll talk about in this post but is so cool and FULL of Jimin appreciation and you should check it out if you want!

Jimin switched aspect ratios of film during his MV of Who. An ARMY linked together all the times he changed ratios, which you can watch here:

As well as going through multiple different types of media: television, comic strips, movie, billboards, etc. Jimin is showing us multiple different storylines within his MV. This same person from above goes into great detail about how all this can show the various details of storylines and storytelling. It's a good read, worth checking out

It's super interesting the way the words play across the screen during certain parts of the MV and how it changes the screen ratios as well. I would love an actual interpretation from Jimin or the MV director over what they actually mean or if it was just in the 90s theme with zero correlation or meanings, but I doubt we will ever get that. So all we can do is guess and make our own interpretations. Which will be affected by our own personal biases. That's the beauty of art though!

The ones I'll point out that I'll say something about are:

Play, both in the corners at times and on the little TV's around the MV

Auto calibration, with the burning wrecked car, where the words flash quickly across the screen at the bottom, right before hand too, the screen ratio had changed again too. And it changes again as he does his partner choreo with the girl

Rewind, which appears during the bridge. Right after the billboard falls and the screen ratio had changed again

And then pause at the very end before the whole screen cuts.... And then we get the end screen with the words play again, basically looping the video, and the Smeraldo Flower

So let's talk about it!

It's interesting that the video basically loops, it's really giving storytelling. Jimin being an actor basically. "Play" being inside the story for the most part. And it's interesting that those parts happen right before a lot of the partnering choreo too. Auto calibration means bringing something back into an acceptable range. Which if we relate this at all to queerness, it's absolutely giving "don't stray too far out of that closet." And it does happen right after Jimin dances with men, before dancing with the woman again. And play is back in the little TV's. It's giving, trying to be perfect and fit into expectations and be in the perfect storybook. And at the end, Jimin is left behind by all the dancers and the billboard drops at "who is my heart Waiting for" and it's clearer and clearer that it really is most likely JKs eyes. If not, it's absolutely a man's eyes and that is screaming queer energy. And even if it is just a promo of some kind, since we don't know the connection between the eyes, JK, "keep going" and AYS yet, it's WILD to put Jikook promo in this type of love song. And yet, these are the two that publicly claimed the song serendipity as theirs. So it tracks.

And when we get to rewind, it's at the same time as he is talking about "people" walking by him as potentials for his perfect match, as well as how he is not able to "match" any of the women he attempts to meet with through dance in his short walk. It is also right after that billboard with ?Jungkook? drops too. Interesting. Trying to get back into the original story perhaps? Perhaps it's not working so well?

Pause. Off. Smeraldo Flower which represents the Truth Untold.... Speaking yourself. Loving yourself. Being true to who you are..... Which is maybe not what was the perfect story that was being depicted through the MV. Who knows! But that is the end. Just to loop around and start again with Play. Where he literally tells us with Muse to "please misunderstand." Again, just interesting. And if you are following my thoughts here, you already know why that is "interesting."

It's giving closeted queer energy and it's giving I like people, not genders and it's giving love.

Which brings me to the very LAST thing I want to talk about. Sorry, I know this is already SO LONG. Jimin is singing amongst natural disasters. So did V and JK actually too. They are singing about declaring love in the middle of some kind of disaster. And I can't stop thinking about that honestly.

It's giving peak grand gesture kinda romance. It's giving intimacy found between two people in love no matter where they are or how loud the world might be around them. It's giving raw and honest declarations of intent and love type vibes. And i just love that they are into and going for that exaggerated confession scene and storybook kinda romance. It's absolutely tracks for who they are as people and the romance they've all talked about wanting too. And who else do we know who always seems to like doing grand gesture type romantic BS for someone else?

Anyway! This is the feeling that people write epic romances about. Your favorite ships? It's the same type of feeling that's inspired here. Let me try to explain this in some kinda way....

It's a trope. "Love conquers all" where it doesn't matter what life throws at you. All the trials, the tribulations, the natural disasters, the normal disasters, any and all shortcomings or failures you might face in life.... The moment of being with the one you love? Of being vulnerable and baring your soul with another person who means the world to you? Making sure they understand how much they mean to you and how much you love them? That's always going to be the most important thing and moment. That is the significance of the intimacy and the romance displayed.

It's the peak, idealistic version of the best relationship you could find yourself in. Nothing and no one matters more than the moments you create with your loved one, even in the middle of a raging horrific apocalyptic disaster ridden world.

And how sometimes, just building up to that confession can make things feel like a horrific apocalyptic disaster ridden world, until you confess. And you let those feelings out. And it's okay. All those disasters quiet down, maybe you even start to enjoy the rain. It was your emotions all along. And then you discover that hey, maybe the reason I'm feeling so calm now is actually BECAUSE of this person I love. Being with them calms my mind, brings me safety, happiness and joy.

Sometimes, in the middle of all the madness and chaos of the world... You are only minutes away from finding that moment with that person that's going to give you something infinite. Something that no natural disaster can destroy or take away from you. Something, and/or someone, so precious.

And there is something so beautiful in depicting this in their love songs. It's inspirational. As well as humorous in regards to Seven. Lol

I'll just finish this off with a link to this twitter user as this moment just came out, and it's about rebirth, but I do low-key agree with them here 😂

And anyway, that was my essay! Lol if you read all of this. Bless you and thank you! You are appreciated! A reminder that this is all just personal opinions. You are free to agree or disagree as you choose!

[taeminsung]

♡ ˚⁎⁺˳ ── FU in my head..

pairing ||  hyunjin x reader summary || accompanied by you in the dance studios for hours only led hyunjin to have unvoiced wishes for you to fulfill. genre/s || angst. suggestive. mina’s notes ||  sorry not sorry. i may do part 2. please enjoy ♡ 

The beat seemed to reverberate in Hyunjin’s chest as he watched you dance in the mirror. He had promised Minho that he’d be in the studio to help train the backup dancers but never would have dreamt that you would be one of them. As Hyunjin tried to watch the other dancers, his eyes always seemed to come back to you, the way your hips moved perfectly in time. It had been months since he first met you at Music Bank while you were performing with another group, immediately becoming obsessed with the way your body moved.

At the present, he watched your lips move wondering what they would taste like. Hyunjin hyung? Felix gently elbowed him. Sorry I think I zoned out, can you say that again? Hyunjin quickly reacted, trying not to act strange. Was it obvious that he was staring at you? Probably but he would just chalk it up to he was monitoring your moves because the part before the chorus needed help. Would it be a complete lie? Absolutely. But anything to get him out of the suspicion of the other dancers.

Hours ticked by and yet here he was, still watching only you, committing the way your body moved to memory. What was he thinking? You came here to do a job, and he was sitting on the couch drooling over you. Yet, he couldn’t help it. There was something about you that was capturing him in your atmosphere and not letting him break free. Was it the way that you danced? Like calling to like? Or maybe it was fate giving him the littlest of piece an olive branch to find his other half. In truth, he wished it was fate because knowing that you existed in this world and weren’t with him would devastate him.

Days later in the late hours of the night, with others leaving to get much needed rest, he went to grab his stuff to go home with his members, only to catch you in the mirror, making your way back to the center of the room, clearly determined to get more practice in. Without a further thought, Hyunjin turned back to control the music, waving his members off with the promise that he’d return home at a somewhat reasonable time. Struggling for what to say, but he didn’t know if you could tell that, he let the music again fill the studio, focus trained on you.

It could have been because he was exhausted or because you hadn’t left his head since he first saw you in their practice room. Instead of monitoring you all he could think about was you taking him closer, slowly taking his clothes off while he finally learned how your lips tasted. Oh, how he fantasized. He would never ever let you know that he liked to fuck you in his head. It was his dirty little secret that he kept close to his chest, not even letting the members know of his fantasy of you. The kind of things that he would rather leave unsaid.

As he tried to pay attention to reality, he couldn’t let his mind wonder to those dirty wishes that crossed his mind. You touch him when he’s lonely in his bed. Fingers starting tangled in his hair, trailing painfully slow down his chest to where he wanted you most. How he was do desperate to scream but held his breath instead. Feelings your lips leave warm kisses across his chest and toned stomach, teeth grazing his skin every once in a few kisses. He craved the way you made him feel hot in the cool air of his room. What he would give to make his fantasy a reality. Sometimes all he did was fuck you in his head.

When the music abruptly ended, his eyes caught yours, a small smile pulling at the corner of your lips as you waited for him to clearly give you a correction. Did you feel it too though? This gravitational pull towards him like he did with you. He really hoped that this wasn’t one-sided, but he could see the way you maintained professionalism with how you talked with him and the members. Are you as obsessed? Pleading with his eyes, all he needed was just a little sign, and he’d confess. He’d take you back to the dorm and make all of his daydreaming come true in moments.

from mina with love ♡ ˚⁎⁺˳ ── thank you for reading! ♡ requests are open.

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hockey!Abby x dancer!reader pt1

Notes: reader is into sexy dances, Abby is a weak woman god bless her soul. Reader is kinda oblivious and friendly. Ellie and Dina are there, Ellie and Abby are friendly with each other.

The rink Abby was practising at was in the university activity centre, which meant that you could run into anyone who had to do any physical training at all - from hockey players to gym rats to ballet dancers.

The gate to the rink was next to the dance class, and the boys from the team made it a habit to stay there after practice or, especially, after gym, when they didn't have to wear a bulky uniform and skates. They'd sit on the sofa in front of the door to the dance class - it was always open, therefore it was always loud, and they would sit and watch people dance.

Abby didn't really understand the fascination with it - we're appreciating the art, they'd say - so she'd usually skip the whole ordeal.

Until one day she heard a familiar, a-little-too-low voice, and she stopped in curiosity.

Abby looked at the dancers and there she was, Ellie Williams in the fucking flesh.

"Anderson." Ellie smiled and they shook hands.

"Williams." Abby smiled back. "Didn't know you were dancing here."

"Well, Dina's dancing here, so." Ellie blushed just a little and nodded at Dina, who was stretching on the floor.

"Of course." Abby laughed. "Do these idiots bother you?"

Ellie looked over her shoulder, where Manny and his friends were sitting.

"Nah, it's cool. They're just watching. Weird, honestly."

Abby laughed.

"Maybe I should join them sometime."

Ellie chuckled and rolled her eyes, and then walked back to her teammates.

After this Abby got curious: if Ellie was dancing there, it wasn't something….girly. This girl never arched her back in her life, no way she was dancing something like- like- Beyonce. So why the boys stayed there? To drool over Ellie? (Abby knew they were dense, but not that dense to not pick up on the fact Ellie was a lesbian, right?)

So next time she decided to stay with the boys just to mess with Ellie in a good-hearted manner.

Manny and Jesse sat on the sofa, their eyes on the girls in the room, and Abby sat next to them on the floor. She looked at the door and saw a piece of paper with "for the hockey guys". It was a list with some lines scribbled over.

"Manny, what's that?"

"The list™." He smiled obnoxiously. "You see, we formed a friendship with the dancers, and now we get to pick what they're gonna dance."

"And how-?"

Abby didn't get to finish her sentence as you appeared, totally oblivious of her, to give boys a warning. (You saw that list and the first one was fucking 'need to know" by Doja Cat).

"Yeah, you get to pick, but pick Doja Cat again and I'll ask Ellie to dance to it." You smile kindly, meaning this as a joke, not really annoyed but kinda… shy about the bunch of boys looking at you choking and slapping yourself.

Boys laughed and promised to pick something else, while you got back in the formation for Lip Hip, shooing at girls who were giggling at you. Not a lot of them danced girl dances, just learning them to help you out as a backup, and they knew you got too much attention for your liking for being the main girl dancer. You liked the dancing, but you weren't a seductress outside the stage, always shy and kinda oblivious, so when someone approached you with the idea you were some kind of sex goddess, you got upset that your stage behavior was taken as real one.

Oblivious was the favourite word for you for your friends, because you wouldn't notice anything even if you life depended on it.

The same way you didn't notice a tall, built like a tank woman sitting on the floor and looking at you with the glossiest eyes possible.

Abby was just…staring, her head empty. You looked so sweet and so kind and so fucking pretty it was painful.

Maybe now she understood the boys.

The music started playing and you started to move your hips in circular motions from side to side, and Abby died.

She came here to laugh at Ellie and felt so attacked right now, borderline offended by the way your moves left her mouth dry and her hands itchy. She knew girl dances were supposed to look this delicious, with curves and arched backs and ass on display, but she never saw that this close with someone so damn pretty.

And then you touched your boobs, lifting them up and dropping them, and Abby- well.

Rest in piece Abigail Anderson, the world will remember you as the horniest human ever.

Abby couldn't comprehend the situation, her brain short circuited. She just sat there, watching you dance the whole song without even blinking.

The music ended and you stayed in final pose, breathing heavily and feeling your heart in your ears. After a few seconds you laid on the floor, enjoying the coldness of it on your back. Dina came over and slapped your thigh, laughing at your painful objections, but you were too tired to move.

Abby couldn't tear her eyes from you, as you laid on the floor, tired and trying to even out your breathing, looking like you were not dancing but fucking, and Abby's never felt more hungry in her life.

She'll have to come back, won't she?

[moamidzyism]

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“what are you doing here?” you spat out at the dark haired girl standing in front of you. the last thing you expected to see when you got back to your dorm after a long day of classes on a wednesday night was your ex-girlfriend standing at your door.

“hi.” she breathed out when she saw you. “i just wanted to talk to you.”

“not today, yeji.” you begin to close the door. “i can’t deal with you today.”

she quickly moves between the door frame, stopping you from closing it. “please.” she begs, her eyes earnest. even after all those months, you could never say no to her when she looked at you like that. you sighed and opened the door a little wider. “ten minutes.”

“thank you.” she smiled at you. “so, uh…” her voice trailed on. you’re still standing at the door. she takes a step back.

“what did you want to talk about?” you ask, impatiently.

“can i come in?” she rubs the back of her neck. “don’t really want to have this conversation in the hallway.” you move out of the doorway and allow her to enter. she takes a seat on the chair at your desk. you sat opposite her on your bed. the two of you had spent many days and nights together in this room, but never in this situation. you couldn’t help but think about the last time you were in this space together. the night before she left.

“did you get the postcard i sent you?” she pulls you out of your thoughts.

“is that what you wanted to talk about?”

“no, but i didn’t hear back from you so i didn’t know if you got it.” you don’t respond to that, which makes the usually cool and collected girl you used to know visibly nervous. “i wanted to say that i’m sorry.”

“okay.”

“that’s all you have to say to that? okay?”

“honestly yeji, i’m not sure what you want me to say or why you’re even here but i’ve had a really long day and this is really the last thing i want to deal with.”

“i missed you.” she blurts out. “a lot.” she stands up and walks towards you. “everyday when i was gone, i just wanted to called you and tell you everything but–”

“but you left.”

“it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. i had to go.”

“i’m not mad that you left. i’m upset because i only found out you were leaving an hour before you left and i had to find out from her.”

“i never cheated on you. you know that right?”

“i don’t… i don’t know that.”

“but i’m telling you now. i would never do that to you. i love you.”

“but you don’t respect me or even care about me. because if you did, i wouldn’t have had to find out that you got offered a chance to be a backup dancer in an international tour from your dance partner who was in love with you.”

“i didn’t know how to tell you i was leaving.”

you both sit in your silence for a moment. neither of you know what to say to keep the conversation going. the tension is like a gas, thick in the air.

yeji, the one to break the uncomfortableness, clears her throat and collects herself. “i think my ten minutes are up, so i’ll get out of your space.”

“don’t go.” you call out after her. she turns around slightly, a glint of hope in her eyes. “i missed you too, a lot, actually.”

she walks back to sit on the bed with you. “i watched the live streams of your performances.”

“you did?”

“yeah, i did.” you shrug. “god, my youtube watch history is so embarrassing.” your bodies are side by side but neither of you maintain eye contact.

after a while, you both begin to speak, but you concede to her. “i– i really want us to go back to what we were or even start again but i don’t know how to make you believe in me – believe that i would never hurt you again.” 

“i would like that too.”

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“What did you want to be when you grew up?” Eddie asks, head lolling toward Steve, his legs hanging off the end of Steve’s bed. “You know, when you were a kid.”

“I don’t know, man, I can’t remember back that far.”

“Oh, yeah, it was so long ago.” Eddie sticks his tongue out when Steve gives him a look. “C’mon. The first thing you can remember thinking ‘I wanna be that.’” He props himself on an elbow, looking down at Steve. “Doesn’t matter how crazy or out there.”

A furrow appears in Steve’s brows as his thinking face appears. It’s one of Eddie’s favorite faces, but, then he likes Steve’s face no matter what it’s doing. And then a small, wistful smile tugs at the corner of Steve’s lips and he just says, “Herbie.”

“Herbie who?”

“The Love Bug.” Steve holds his hands in front of him like he’s holding a steering wheel and makes a vroom vroom noise. “You know, the little Volkswagen Beetle.”

“What about him?”

“That’s what I wanted to be.”

Eddie blinks and then he grins. “You wanted to be a car?” He huffs out a laugh.

“You said you wouldn’t laugh.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“You said it didn’t matter how crazy or out there it was.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t laugh.”

“You’re an asshole.” Steve whacks Eddie in the chest and Eddie falls back onto the bed. “And I was, like, three, okay?” But he looks more happily annoyed than annoyed annoyed. “I’ve just always thought cars were cool, and that’s what I wanted to be when I was a kid. I spent months after I saw the movie pretending to be him.”

“Okay,” Eddie says. “It’s actually pretty cute.” And it is. The thought of tiny little Steve pretending to be Herbie makes Eddie feel all warm and fond and like his heart is too big for his chest. “It suits you.” Steve glances at him and the warmth rises to Eddie’s face. “Being Herbie that is.”

Steve’s lips twitch. “Thanks. I’m glad you think I’d make a good car.” He folds his hands on his stomach. “What did you want to be?”

“A rock star,” Eddie says, no hesitation.

“Isn’t that what you want to be now?”

“Yep! It’s what I was born to be.”

Steve falls silent a moment, staring up at the ceiling. And then he says, “Must be nice, to be so sure.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, “but…” He hesitates a moment and adds, “Doesn’t mean it’ll happen,” and it’s the first time he’s really admitted his dream might be just that: a dream.

“I guess. You’ve still got something, though.”

“You will.”

The bed shifts under Steve’s weight as he moves around, pillowing his head on his arms. “I don’t know. I don’t think the things I’m good at really scream career opportunities.”

“Careers are overrated.”

“Wanna tell my dad that?”

Eddie scrunches his face up. “Nah, but you still gotta do what makes you happy.”

“I don’t even know what that is.”

“Well, while you figure it out, you can be our roadie,” Eddie says and he’s mostly serious. He likes the idea of going on tour and Steve being there with him.

“Thanks, nothing more I’d love than to spend my time lugging your crap around.”

“You should be honored, dude.” Eddie lets out a long suffering sigh. “Or, if you don’t wanna lug our crap around, you could always be our backup headbanger.”

“Backup headbanger?”

“Instead of dancer.”

“Is that a thing?”

Eddie shrugs. “It is now.”

Steve snorts. “Yeah, okay, I’ll think about it.” He tilts his head toward Eddie. “The pay any good?”

“Uh, free merch and the pleasure of my company.”

“Well, I can’t turn down an offer like that.”

“It’s irresistible.”

“Yeah, sign me right up.”

Eddie pushes himself up, so he’s sitting and sticks out his hand. “It’s a deal.”

“Okay,” Steve says, taking Eddie’s hand and shaking it. “Deal.” And he holds onto Eddie’s hand a moment longer.

[poorlytunedukulele]

Day 8 - Harmonica

TYPE: GUARDIAN CUSTOMS PROJECT PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] Guardian-types, Class Hunter, designates Cayde-6 [c6], Azra Jax [aj], Shiro-4 [s4]; One [1] Ghost-type, designate Sundance [s] ASSOCIATIONS: Cayde-6; Jax, Azra; Shiro-4 CUSTOMS ASSOCIATIONS: First Lives; Music; Pack [Hunters] /AUDIO UNAVAILABLE/ /TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../

[c6:01]: What do you think of “The Dust Rock Blues”?

[s4:01]: For what?

[c6:02]: For the name of our band.

[aj:01]: You’re forming a band?

[c6:03]: We are forming a band.

[s4:02]: This is news to me.

[c6:04]: It’s cutting-edge stuff.

[aj:02]: How are we going to form a band?  Half of us don’t even play instruments.

[c6:05]: Not true!  Andal and Tevis both play guitar.

[aj:03]: And what?  You’ll play the harmonica?

[c6:06]: As a matter of fact, yes.  Hence the blues.  You think “Dust Rock Blues” is too on the nose?

[aj:04]: Two guitars and a harmonica does not a band make, Cayde.

[c6:07]: You haven’t heard my harmonica playing.

[s4:03]: Everyone from here to Twilight Gap has heard your harmonica playing.

[aj:05]: What are me and Shiro supposed to do, be backup dancers?

[s4:04]: Actually, I can play the violin.

[aj:06]: Since when?

[s4:05]: I dunno.  Few years?  Cane real naturally.  Might have been from my first life, who knows?

[c6:08]: Cool, a fiddle player.  Hey Azra, maybe-

[s4:06]: Not fiddle.  Violin.

[c6:09]: Same thing.

[s4:07]: They’re different instruments.

[c6:10]: Bullshit.

[s:01]: Actually, fiddles have a much flatter bridge.  It’s so you can play two strings at once.  It’s called-

[c6:11]: Aren’t you supposed to be on my side?

[s:02]: Not when your side is a dumb one.

[c6:12]: Anyways, what I’m getting at, is we make Azra the singer.

[aj:07]: Absolutely not.

[c6:13]: Come on!  Imagine it.  Fronting the band?  The money, the fame-

[aj:08]: I think I would die.

[c6:14]: Fine.  Maybe we can put you on upright bass or something.

[aj:09]: I can’t play the bass.

[c6:15]: You can’t sing much either, but I wasn’t gonna let that stop us.

[aj:10]: Why don’t I take the harmonica?  We can give you another instrument.

[s4:08]: Like a kazoo.

[aj:11]: Yes!  A kazoo.  Maybe one of those little clappers.

[c6:16]: You know what?  Forget I said anything.

[s4:09]: I think it’s far too late for that.

[c6:17]: I’m going to be finding kazoos everywhere for a month, aren’t I?

[s:03]: If you want help hooking one up to his respirator, just let me know.

[c6:18]: Betrayal! 

[s4:09]: You did kind of start it, Cayde.

[aj:12]: Insinuate that I can’t sing again and I’ll make it a year.

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

do where the gang finds out Johnny can sing. Like REALLY sing. Like he turns into a big band jazzy type dude with the right song. And when he does, he gets all confident and such. What’s each member of the gangs reaction?

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Ponyboy Curtis

-he thinks it’s awesome

-he loves that for Johnny 

-the thinks it’s kinda cool they each have their own thing

-claps so hard whenever johnny finishes a song

Sodapop Curtis

-tried to sing along

-💀

-it doesn’t end well so he ends up just being Johnnys backup dancer with Steve

Darry Curtis

-kinda vibes and dances a little

-he is actually good at dancing

-claps the loudest whenever johnny finishes a song

-thinks it’s cool he can sing like that

Dallas Winston

-“oh man, you’re actually pretty good!”

-lowkey the most surprised

-he’s too cool to dance but he nods his head along

-he gets caught humming a song Johnny was singing

-the gang has NEVER let him live it down

Two Bit Mathews

-loves that dally can sing

-politely requests (forces) Johnny to sing for him

-makes up the most ridiculous songs and politely requests (forces) Johnny to sing them

Steve Randle

-is Johnnys backup dancer with soda

-they’re so bad that they’re good 😭👍