#Jeju-si

[travelella]

Bukchon Dol Hareubang Park, 70 Bukchonseo 1-gil, Jocheon-eup, Jeju-si, Jeju-do, South Korea

Lightscape

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[afza147]

Ep6 Cinderella at 2am(1)

Ju Won saw the photo and calculating his time to go to the team dinner

[slaaverin]

I rewatched AYS today, and I keep watching clips, and I just cannot get over the part in ep8 when the producers say they were worried about the show, or more reaffirm what JK was saying when he said they (he and Jimin) were worried!?

Why? Why were they so worried? If they are friends and have nothing to hide, why? It’s such a wild thing to say. Because really all they were essentially doing in the episode they watched was eating, and cooking at camp, so eating again, and Jimin got sick. So what stood out, or worse, what didn’t make it into the show?

https://youtube.com/shorts/JEwKfWQDisY?si=uZ3C4ogYS64vBhGl

Excellent question anon 🤭

I think jikook, the staff, and all of us were collectively worried about this show lol

Maybe it was for different reasons but I think not.

The rational answer would be that firstly the show had no real sense of direction. Jungkook voiced this in the first episodes. Jimin thought it wouldn't even air.

Yes because "they had nothing to do" except quiet moments and little adventures, but also because I think we all *know* that this show would be very tricky to edit properly.

How to show a couple's vacations without showing the couple coupling? Hard thing to do and everyone knew this!

As many have said before me, what was filmed in this show was only little time during their day. Few hours here and there, but most of their time was spent only the two of them. And even then, they were not sure. It was already a bit dangerous. Poor editing team lol

We also saw that there were soooo many cuts, I'm sure of many moments that would not be suitable for cameras, including the moments they turned the cameras off themselves (Jungkook with the bedroom in EP2)

Jeju had also a lot of weird cuts (side eyeing the shower situation) ANYWAY

I think the fact that this show was simply them being themselves (with all that entails) would be quite worrying for everyone.

They did the best they could to make it look cohesive and entertaining, but we know they left many things out for everyone's benefit.

I am still shocked about what they left in though, I guess it is impossible for jikook not to be jikooking so you have to put SOME in but??? It was wild even like this.

To put it simply, I think they were all worried it would show a little bit too much that they are a couple and it did, anyway. But just enough to still be able to deny it. Just enough so that there is no scandal.

Really, poor editing team 🥲 they had a tough job.

Who knows what was left out, but I think time-wise, quite a lot.

We didn't see anything about Tokyo. We didn't see the in-between-activities moments. We didn't see all the conversations. We didn't see the nights. We didn't see all the car rides. We didn't see THE SHOWERS *I will die on this hill* 😂 also the goings and returns home. And the mornings.

So yeah A LOT was left out.

I expected more from the behinds but they stayed on course with them.

Ahhh how frustrating not knowing, right?

But I guess I am also happy that the two of them got to spend time together, alone. Those trips were for them first and foremost before being for the show.

Everyone was on this edge of their seat with this show, and I applaud jikook for playing it cool, and for the editing team who did such a great job even in this risky situation.

But yeah, someone, somewhere at hybe has sensitive content about the two of them, and you can be sure about that.

Much to think about

Jikook will probably tell us more stories about the show too once they are out, and I can barely wait

Until then it's all up to our imagination

(Knowing they always exceed expectations so...yeah 👀)

Thanks for your ask anon and take care 💜

[hime98]

Lonely Escape in Seoul (Lee Dong Wook x Y/N)

Bonus Chapter - Jeju Wedding

Jeju Island was in full bloom, a serene paradise that seemed to mirror the love filling the air. The sun hung low on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the ceremony venue, which overlooked the ocean. Rows of elegant white chairs were lined up on a lush green lawn, adorned with soft pink and white flowers. A delicate arch framed the altar, draped in sheer fabric that fluttered gently in the breeze.

This was it— Dong Wook and Y/N’s wedding day.

The Bridal Room

Y/N stood in front of the mirror, her wedding gown a masterpiece of delicate lace and flowing silk. Her hair was swept into an elegant half updo, with soft curls framing her face. The faintest blush dusted her cheeks as her best friends, Taeyeon, Tiffany, and Sunny, circled her, admiring her transformation.

“You look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale,” Tiffany gushed, her eyes sparkling.

“No,” Taeyeon corrected, her grin teasing. “She looks better than a princess. She looks like the queen who’s about to conquer the world.”

Y/N laughed, shaking her head at her friends’ antics. “Stop, you’re going to make me cry and ruin my makeup.”

Sunny stepped closer, holding Y/N’s hands gently. “You deserve this moment, Y/N. All of it. We’ve seen you grow, love, and heal. And now, you’re glowing, inside and out. Dong Wook Oppa is so lucky to have you.”

Y/N’s eyes welled with tears, but she blinked them back, squeezing Sunny's hands. “I wouldn’t be here without you three. You’ve been my rock through everything.”

Taeyeon raised a glass of champagne. “To Y/N, the most stunning bride and our forever best friend. Let’s get you married!”

They all clinked their glasses together, laughing and cheering before Tiffany added, “But if Dong Wook makes you cry—just once—I’m flying to Seoul to slap him.”

Y/N laughed, shaking her head. “I think he’s more afraid of you than my brothers.”

As her best friends stepped out to let the bride breathe, her four brothers—Rusty, Bobie, Zeke, and Raf—burst into the room, each dressed in dapper suits. Their energy was infectious.

“Look at you, sis!” Raf exclaimed, his jaw dropping. “Are you sure you’re the same Y/N who used to boss us around?”

Bobie smirked. “She’s still going to boss us around. She just upgraded to wedding queen status.”

Zeke reached out and gently adjusted the veil on her head. “You look beautiful, sis. Dong Wook hyung better know how lucky he is.”

Rusty, the eldest of the four, wiped an exaggerated fake tear. “Our baby sister is all grown up.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at him playfully. “I’m older than you, Rusty.”

Her brothers surrounded her in a warm group hug, their usual banter giving way to genuine emotion. Bobie whispered, “We’re proud of you, Y/N. Really proud.”

“And if Dong Wook hyung ever hurts you,” Zeke added with a wink, “he’ll have to answer to all four of us.”

Y/N laughed through her tears. “Thank you, guys. I love you all so much.”

Finally, her parents entered the room. Her mother, dressed in an elegant gown, had tears streaming down her cheeks the moment she saw Y/N. Her father, a stoic man, looked at his daughter with a mix of pride and emotion.

“Mom, don’t cry,” Y/N said, though her own voice wavered.

Her mother cupped Y/N’s face. “How can I not? You’re my baby, and you’re so beautiful. Seeing you happy like this is everything I’ve ever wanted for you.”

Her father took her hand, his voice steady but full of warmth. “You’ve grown into a strong, incredible woman. And today, you’re starting a new chapter. But no matter what, you’ll always be my little girl.”

Y/N hugged them both tightly, the moment etched in her heart forever. “Thank you—for always supporting me, even when I made mistakes. I wouldn’t be here without you.”

Her mother kissed her cheek. “Now go. Your groom is waiting.”

Dong Wook’s Side

Meanwhile, Dong Wook was in the hall with his family and friends. His parents beamed with pride, his mother fussing over his tie while his father teased, “Relax, son, she’s already agreed to marry you.”

His sister, her husband, and their two kids added to the lively scene. The kids tugged at his sleeves, giggling. “Uncle Wookie, are you going to cry when you see her?”

Gong Yoo and Chang Hee stood nearby, sharing a drink and watching the chaos. Gong Yoo grinned. “You’re sweating already, Dong Wook. Is it the suit or the nerves?”

“Both,” Dong Wook muttered, running a hand through his hair.

Yoo Jae Suk, the officiant, walked over, a mischievous glint in his eye. “I have a great opening line for the ceremony: ‘Wook Dongie, do you promise not to cry before Y/N does?’”

Dong Wook groaned, but everyone burst into laughter, easing the tension.

The Ceremony Begins

The guests were seated, the atmosphere serene and elegant under the warm glow of the setting sun. Soft music played as everyone turned their attention to the aisle.

At the altar, Dong Wook stood tall in his tuxedo, his hands clasped in front of him, but his heart raced as the doors slowly opened.

There she was.

Y/N stepped into view, her gown flowing like liquid light, her veil framing her radiant face. Gasps of awe rippled through the crowd. Her father escorted her down the aisle, his hand steady on hers.

Dong Wook’s breath caught, his eyes never leaving hers. In that moment, she wasn’t just his bride—she was his everything.

As she reached the altar, her father placed her hand in Dong Wook’s. Their eyes met, and the world around them seemed to fade.

“You’re stunning,” Dong Wook whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” Y/N replied softly, her smile radiant.

The ceremony and reception was a joyful celebration. Gong Yoo gave a heartfelt and humorous speech, recounting stories of Dong Wook’s adorable jealousy around Y/N before they even started dating.

“I just know that Y/N liked the Me— the Goblin more than the Grim Reaper. Right, Y/N-ie?” which earned a playful glare from Dong Wook and a laugh from the crowd.

Taeyeon, Tiffany, and Sunny gave a joint speech that had everyone laughing and crying in equal measure. “We’re giving you to him, Y/N,” Tiffany joked. “But don’t forget—we’re still your first loves.”

Laughter, dancing, and joy filled the night.

Home

Their penthouse suite overlooked the Han River, the moonlight casting a silver glow through the large windows. Y/N stood by the balcony wearing her robe as she just finished her bath. Her silhouette breathtaking against the night sky.

Dong Wook approached her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Mrs. Lee,” he murmured, his lips brushing her ear.

She turned to face him, her eyes glimmering. “I like the sound of that.”

Their kisses deepened, their touches growing more intimate as the night unfolded. Every moment was filled with passion and tenderness, their love consuming them entirely.

As they lay tangled in each other’s arms, Dong Wook brushed a strand of hair from her face. “I promise to love you, protect you, and cherish you every day of my life.”

Y/N smiled, her hand resting on his chest. “And I promise to trust you, stand by you, and love you with all my heart.”

Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss, sealing their vows once more.

And as the night stretched on, they held each other close, ready to face their forever together.

END.

Previous — Bonus Chapter

Author's Note: Just a little bonus wink wink ;)

[taekooktimeline]

Behind the scenes (September 2023) -

In a behind the scenes snippet of “Are you sure,” for Jeju, Tae habitually flicks Jk’s chin.

https://youtube.com/shorts/SqGfKYMbE4w?si=oB_axqHBtFGN2kFJ

https://x.com/kvtwins/status/1837874162699825627?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/taeegukkielover/status/1837874920925082109?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

I also want to point out that it appears Taekook traveled together to Jeju, as we only see the two of them being transported on the airport bus, and we only Jimin filmed in the airplane itself.

The translation is as follows (ignore Hybe’s unnecessary, frankly rude, subtext):

< inside jeju airport bus >

🐰: “hello, is this right?” (the shows title)

🐻: “im sorry this is my first time joining so i dont know (what to do) ㅎㅎ”

CTTO for the translation

https://x.com/winter17_tkbear/status/1840569578180513852?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/peachesminty/status/1840575781178880158?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/newbuns/status/1840572495382122517?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

And while this isn’t part of the behind the scenes for Jeju, I hope it can be forgiven that I am leaving this here since the Jeju pieces have been uploaded and, due to length, it’d be quite time intensive to go back and add this. Jk, Tae and JM rode go carts during their Jeju adventures. As Jk drives his go cart, Tae and JM chase after him. Smiling, Jk angles the phone’s camera towards Tae to take a photo.

And in another update, we can see Jk looking back at Tae as he passes him:

Jeju recaps:

Episode 3

Part 1

https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/759707477788983296/september-26-2023

Part 2

https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/759710456099258368/september-26-2023-part-2-of-2-of-episode-3s

Episode 4

Part 1 https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/759711052685508608/recap-1-of-2-of-episode-4

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/759711109323325440/recap-2-of-2-of-episode-4

Episode 5

https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/762504018669027328/episode-5-of-are-you-sure-on-jeju

[jinhwnssi]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀soaked in glitter ; never been so better. danced away my feathers, look at me in my leather ( undressed ) .

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ HAN JINHWAN ;

ômega; essência de pêssego com notas de camomila . trinta anos, nascido e criado em jeju, coreia do sul. professor de educação infantil em uma escola fundamental, residente com a família em yongdam, pai de um dálmata chamado tam.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ afetuoso e dedicado / inseguro e sensível .

━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐀 ;

A fisionomia de Jinhwan é feita de contraster sutis: firmeza e gentileza coexistindo em cada traço. Os olhos, escuros e serenos, carregam uma luz brilhante que revela mais do que ele costuma dizer. Seu rosto têm ângulos suaves, maçãs do rosto discretas e maxilar delineado, equilibrando bem com a curva dos lábios e o nariz reto. Os cabelos castanhos caem com naturalidade, desalinhados de um jeito charmoso. 1,80 de altura e um porte que chama atenção. O corpo forte e definido, músculos facilmente visíveis. Sua presença, por outro lado, é bastante suave. Ela não se impõe, como se ele pertencesse a qualquer lugar com uma naturalidade silenciosa. Talvez por conta da essência, mas há algo nele que inspira confiança e segurança, como se o mundo desacelerasse um pouco ao seu redor.

━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄 ;

Jinhwan tem um coração gentil e uma natureza empática, sempre buscando compreender e apoiar aqueles ao seu redor. Ele é muito justo, prezando por tratar todos com respeito e consideração, mesmo quando duvida de si mesmo. Apesar de sua insegurança, possui uma força silenciosa que o mantém em movimento, determinado a encontrar seu próprio caminho. Sensível e emocional, sente tudo com intensidade, o que o torna alguém profundamente compassivo. Seu senso de responsabilidade é grande, e ele se esforça para fazer o que é certo, mesmo que isso signifique ir contra as expectativas dos outros. Jinhwan pode ser tímido em certos momentos, mas, quando se trata do que ama, sua paixão transparece, revelando sua verdadeira essência: alguém genuíno, dedicado e cheio de ternura.

━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 ;

“Que desperdício”, é algo que Jinhwan escuta desde que se entende por gente. Afinal, como pode um rapagão grande e forte como ele ser um ômega? Especialmente quando seu irmão da mesma ninhada é um alfa. Jinhwan tem um irmão gêmeo, mas não podiam ser mais diferentes. A começar por serem fraternos e mal compartilharem traços físicos similares. Para completar, o outro é um alfa. Grande, forte, rápido, aparentemente melhor em tudo. Inevitavelmente, as comparações sempre fizeram parte da vida de Jinhwan, que nunca se sentiu bom o bastante comparado ao outro. Sempre sensível demais, emocional demais. Aquilo parecia ser um problema para seus pais.

Seu pai sempre o tratava com frieza. Por vezes, Jinhwan sentia que o homem só lhe dirigia a palavra por alguma obrigação moral. Mesmo com todos os seus esforços de toda a vida para agradá-lo e estar em boas graças com o homem. Não era interesse em permanecer no testamento milionário, nunca teve real interesse no dinheiro do pai. Mas, com o passar dos anos, foi percebendo que tudo aquilo era mais por medo da personalidade impulsiva, por desespero de ser reconhecido, e não por respeito ou carinho. O que foi algo muito triste de perceber, na verdade.

Sua mãe, por outro lado, o tratava com afeto demais. Por ela, tinha crescido em uma redoma de vidro onde nada, nem ninguém podia atingi-lo. Como se fosse frágil demais e incapaz de enfrentar o mundo por conta própria. Apesar dela ser carinhosa e mimá-lo com mundos e fundos, era sufocante por muitas vezes. Claro, era melhor isso do que ser completamente ignorado, mas por vezes só queria que ela entendesse que não havia nada errado em ser ômega, em comparação ao irmão. Talvez não tenha conseguido convencê-la porque sequer tinha convencido a si mesmo ainda. Extremamente inseguro e cheio de dúvidas, é assim que Jinhwan é.

Ainda mais porque, aparentemente, todas as escolhas que fez na vida foram erradas. Sua profissão é algo que ama. Adora as crianças, adora estar envolvido no processo de formação e aprendizado delas. É muito feliz em seu trabalho, seu dia a dia é muito gratificante. Até chegar em casa e escutar que deveria procurar um emprego de verdade em vez de um hobby. Como não ser inseguro quando era tão incompreendido?

No fim, Jinhwan se vê preso entre a pressão de atender às expectativas dos outros e o desejo de encontrar seu próprio caminho. A constante comparação, o medo de não ser suficiente, tudo isso o empurra para um lugar onde a dúvida e a insegurança são constantes. Mas, apesar de tudo, ele continua, procurando encontrar seu valor de uma forma que seja só sua.

━━━━ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐒 ;

Melhor amigo(a) – Jinhwan e muse compartilham uma amizade profunda e leal. São aqueles que se procuram em qualquer situação, conhecem as manias um do outro e se apoiam incondicionalmente.

Amigos de infância – Jinhwan e muse se conhecem desde pequenos. As memórias que dividem formam a base da confiança entre eles, mesmo que tenham seguido caminhos diferentes por um tempo.

Famílias próximas – As famílias de Jinhwan e muse têm laços antigos, seja por negócios, amizade ou tradição. Por isso, os dois cresceram se encontrando em jantares formais, eventos sociais e viagens organizadas, criando uma conexão única entre o pessoal e o familiar.

Amigos de rolê – Jinhwan e muse são parceiros de noitadas. Gostam de sair juntos para baladas, bares e eventos animados, onde sempre acabam rindo demais, dançando e voltando com alguma história inusitada pra contar.

Primo ou prima – Jinhwan e muse são parentes e têm uma relação leve e divertida. Trocam confidências de família, piadas internas e se apoiam nos encontros mais caóticos.

Paquera leve – Jinhwan e muse flertam de forma sutil, com trocas de olhares, brincadeiras com duplo sentido e aquela curiosidade mútua no ar, sem pressa para definir o que estão construindo.

Ex com história mal resolvida – Jinhwan e Hocheol tiveram um envolvimento no passado. Apesar de terem seguido caminhos diferentes, ainda há sentimentos não resolvidos, o que deixa cada reencontro carregado de tensão emocional.

Interesse romântico atual – Jinhwan está começando a se apaixonar por muse. Ele ainda tenta entender os próprios sentimentos, mas já se pega sorrindo mais quando está perto dela(e) e procurando motivos para passar mais tempo juntos.

Desafeto – Algo em muse simplesmente irrita Jinhwan. Pode ser uma rivalidade antiga, uma primeira impressão ruim ou diferenças de personalidade. Sempre que se encontram, a troca de farpas é quase inevitável.

[burninglcw]

BYEON WOOSEOK? até que parece, mas não é. aquele é JEON HOCHEOL, classificado como ALFA. ele tem TRINTA E TRÊS ANOS e é natural de SEUL, COREIA DO SUL, mas atualmente está residindo aqui perto em JINJUSEONG. atualmente, trabalha como PROMOTOR PÚBLICO. dizem que é muito COMPETENTE e ORGANIZADO. e também pode ser RESERVADO e DESCONFIADO, acredita? mas quando passa, deixa para trás aquela essência de SÂNDALO COM NOTAS DE SÁLVIA que é difícil ignorar.

I. HISTÓRIA

Nascido em uma família rica de Seul, Hocheol sabia o que era ter uma colher de prata na boca. Seu pai, Jeon Woncheol, era CEO de uma importante empresa de advocacia, que prestava serviços para pessoas da alta sociedade. Sua mãe, Oh Minkyung, era diretora de um hospital. Sendo o segundo filho, esperava-se que escolhesse uma das carreiras dos pais, o que o levou a se tornar advogado, já que seu irmão mais velho decidiu pela Medicina.

Ser um alfa naquela família significava perfeição. Hocheol nunca pode cometer um deslize, nunca conseguiu se desvencilhar da expectativa tóxica que seus pais colocaram nele desde criança. Isso o levou a se tornar um pouco paranóico por performance, fazendo o que fosse possível para ter sempre a melhor posição em tudo o que se propunha a fazer.

No entanto, ser assim lhe causou mais sofrimento do que lhe trouxe alegrias e ele percebeu que não poderia continuar se quisesse sobreviver por mais alguns anos. Talvez o ponto de virada foi quando seus hormônios ficaram loucos por causa do estresse e Hocheol quase entrou em um estado feral em um de seus ruts. Depois disso, seu médico recomendou que ele desacelerasse, mas seus pais não aceitaram o diagnóstico, alegando que ele era um alfa e como tal não poderia demonstrar aquele tipo de fraqueza.

Hocheol, então, em um ato de rebeldia, tomou as rédeas de sua vida ao ir propositalmente mal na prova para promotoria. Eram apenas duas vagas, uma para Seul e outra para Jeju. Seu pai esperava que ele passasse em primeiro, afinal seria ótimo para a empresa tê-lo como promotor público em Seul, porém o rapaz fez o contrário do que esperavam e passou em segundo. Uma mancha em seu currículo impecável, mas ele precisava se afastar e nada como se isolar em um lugar longe como Jeju.

Já tem dois anos que mora no bairro de Baekhwa. No início, teve problemas de adaptação, pois de repente tinha tempo livre e pouca coisa para fazer, mas aos poucos foi se adaptando á rotina do local. Se mudar para Jeju foi a melhor coisa que conseguiu fazer por si.

II. PERSONALIDADE

Hocheol é um homem naturalmente desconfiado. Não gosta que invadam seu espaço particular ou que perguntem demais sobre sua vida, já que ainda acredita que seus pais possuem pessoas contratadas em Jeju para reportar sobre sua vida a eles. É bem reservado, tem pouquíssimos amigos e costuma aproveitar de programas que não exijam muita interação social. Um verdadeiro introvertido.

III. RELACIONAMENTOS

Namorou apenas uma vez, com uma ômega e por insistência de seus pais. O relacionamento não deu certo, ele não se sentia atraído por ela e isso levou ao rompimento dos dois. Desde então, ele evita se envolver romanticamente e sexualmente com outras pessoas. Hocheol já beijou outros alfas, alguns betas e ômegas, então não possui preconceitos, mesmo que tenha sido ensinado pelos pais que só deveria se relacionar com ômegas.

IV. CURIOSIDADES

Possui um Doberman, macho, chamando Atlas.

Tem uma tatuagem. Não tem piercings.

Hocheol é alérgico a pólen e cogumelos.

Ele também é alérgico a combinações muito doces de ômegas ou betas. Os antialérgicos convencionais não seguram a alergia dele quando se trata de essências.

V. CONEXÕES

Vizinhos.

Colegas de trabalho.

Boa influência.

Má influência.

Inimizades.

Alguém que o irrite por pirraça.

Alguém que ele irrite por pirraça.

[mikeeel]

dear diary.. taehyun x fem!reader warnings: use of phones/cameras, blowjob, motor-boating, degrading, praise, idk what else icl minors dni or istg... better with dark mode :)

a/n: i can't stop thinking of tae reading your journal and there's a dedicated bit to you thinking of all the things he could do to you🫠🥴 deffo inspired by the invitation performance & sex with me by rihanna 🤭 not proofread.. sorry if there's any mistakes.

you are lying on your bed, hello kitty pen in hand as you scribble in your journal. biting your lips, you write more furiously, almost with a certain want? but your daydream is interrupted as your phone buzzes with a text from taehyun. tae 🤗  1 new message! hey, i'm here, can u open the door for me? x

you wipe your eyes as you climb out of bed to continue on to the door. until you realise, you look dead and you smell dead and your breathe smells like something dead. so you decide to open the door and text him back.

you: i literally feel like shit, so just wait for me in my bedroom while i take a shower and that. is that okay, taetae? i'll try not 2 b long xox || send^ tae 🤗 1 new message! yeah course, i'll be waiting for you x

you giggle at the x at the end of his message. he's not one to be affectionate, even though you've known him forever. it makes your heart skip a beat, thinking of if you two were together, what messages would he send you? you blush to yourself as you skip away into the shower.

taehyun opens the door and locks it as he comes in. he's been here a dozen times, but everytime it seems your apartment feels more like home everytime. it used to be covered with posters, making it feel like your apartment. but now, taehyun's added alterations. making it feel like you and his apartment. he likes the idea of living with you, maybe more than that. maybe the significance of sleeping in the same bed as you, letting you borrow his clothes.

he smiles to himself as he walks past a landscape photo of you and him on the sea of jeju-si, your bright smile as your hair flows in the picture, lips glossy and dress loose and summery. taehyun's slight smile, cap tilted up as you complained you wouldn't be able to see his face. the shirt you picked for him on, having a heart on the side with a cute smiley face you embroidered. you got it for his birthday. he opens the door to hear you in the shower in your en-suite. "y/n, i'm here!" he says, aiming to have a response from you. "okay tae! i'll be out in about half an hour, i have to do skincare and stuff!!" you excitedly exclaim. you always manage to make him smile with your bubbly personality, your eye smile, he just loves everything about you, even your innocence and how your eyes widen and brighten when you see a stray cat on the street and when you see cute stationery you drag him to come and buy it with you.

he walks around the room as he jumps on the bed. but he realises he lays on something of yours. it's a journal? it has a cinnamoroll, it's a teal kind of colour as he smiles knowing he bought this for you, the saniro pen in the binder. he opens it and sees your handwriting filling the pages. he continues to read the first page. dear diary,

he stops and chuckles under his breath. you made this your diary? that is just the cutest thing ever. he looks down again to read more. today, taehyun got me this journal. he's just so considerate. i love him sooo much! ♥ it's my favourite thing in the entire world. today we went to jeju, and took a picture near the beach. it almost felt like we were a couple, almost.. i want to be with him so bad but i don't want to ruin our friendship! i know he isn't fond of relationships so why would he change that for me? :( he frowns, the only reason he isn't fond of relationships is because he wants to be in a relationship with you. he was going to ask you out in jeju, but he felt as if it wasn't the right time. you had just broken up with your ex, sunwoo. you were torn, but he made sure you had fun at jeju so you could forget about it.

he's soo sweet. he comforted me through my breakup with sunwoo but honestly? i'm glad sunwoo broke up with me. i felt guilty for continuing a relationship i actually didn't want.. taehyun was always the one i wanted.

he gasped. he didn't realise you wanted him for so long. he skims through the book, smiling as he reads through your days in detail. although, he comes across a lack of pages. he looks towards the back as he sees a highlighted pink page headlined in cursive bold handwriting: everything taehyun could do to me 2023 edition ♥

he raises his eyebrows, what do you even mean by that? by god, he shouldn't let curiosity take its path. or maybe he should? fuck it, he turns over the page.

no1: he can bend me over a counter and fuck me until i collapse. backstory: he was cooking for me when i was ill and he didn't have a shirt on but he had an apron on. i wanted him to fuck me sooo bad in that :( ♥

ah. that's what you meant.

no2: he can fuck me in the backseat of his car and take pictures of him ruining me. backstory: we were on the way somewhere, i can't even remember where but he had his tank top on and he reached for something in the back but he couldn't reach all the way so he climbed in the back and got it. but WAIT this is the real kicker, he sat in the backseat, spread his legs and said, this is a real spacious backseat. FUCKKK ♥ And wait.. he took a picture of me from the back seat and was like 'You're so beautiful' I SCREAMED!!!!

no3: he can fuck me in his suit and tie. backstory: he was just wearing a fucking suit and tie??? like, he wasn't even doing anything sexy but existing. the way his muscles were flexing and his hands were veiny.. ughh fuckkk ..

no4: he can fuck me in a changing room using his fingers backstory: he just can :) no5: he can choke me and use me as his own fleshlight backstory: don't ask.... no6: he can overstim me so much i beg to cum on his cock backstory: his smirk, that's it... ghhh no7: he can make me grind on his thigh at dinner with his friends backstory: we were at dinner and my hands were touching his thigh. the way those shorts made his thighs look so muscular mmmh :( ♥

no8: he can cuff me to the bed and eat me out and make me suck him off backstory: he was drinking a daiquiri when we were out drinking. the drink made his lips look glossy and sossossosososo delicious to devour. i'm not sure where the cuff bit came from, maybe the need for him to peg me?.. yum.. ❀

no9: he can fuck me soooo hard and call me names and put his fingers in my mouth backstory: i'm not sure, probably my daydreaminggg :( no10: i need him to undress me, give me the baddest hickeys for everyone to know i'm his.. hmm.. and he can make me scream so loud that his whole dorm hears me, maybe finger me too backstory: i heard soobin and his girlfriend and i wanted that to be me and tae soooo bad.. her moans were pretty but i wonder if they'd be as pretty as mine?

he hears the door unlock while he looks up at you. you have your makeup done with a pink collared shirt and a miniskirt. you love skirts. your eyes widen as you see what he's holding. you run up to him and attempt to snatch the journal away from him, but he's just too fast and makes sure it's out of your reach. you start to cry and beg for him to give the notebook back to you. "please taehyun, please don't read it, please don't," you get on your knees and pull his trousers. your eyes glassy with tears as he just looks down on you with a demeaning look. "what's this, princess?" he says lowly, waving the notebook as you stop speaking, hiccups coming from you. "i'm sorry, i'm really sorry, please don't be mad," you hiccup as you lower your head on his legs.

"i'm not mad, i'm not even angry, my princess. you hear?" he says as he puts a finger under your chin and wipes your tears. you nod, as you stand up and wipe your face. "i'm just curious," taehyun says calmly, as you look up from the floor. "come sit next to me," he pats the space next to him as you tiptoe towards him and lower yourself down onto the bed. "i didn't realise you liked my hands so much sweetheart," he chuckles as he tucks a hair behind your ear. your heart skips a beat, he read the worst bit. you look away, looking at everything but him. he notices this and grabs your head as his eyes are dark. you gulp, getting nervous at the atmosphere, the tension. "erm, well i, i, uhm, i'm," you stumble over your words as you glance at his hands gripping your face, it makes you nervous.

"i've got an idea what we can do today. we can spend the day fulfilling all your wishes, so we're going back to the dorm. how does that sound?" he smiles warmly at you, full of evil intent covered with sweetness like a sour sweet. you nod as you get out of the bed and walk to taehyun's car.

you get in the car as taehyun slides his arm along the back of your seat, looking back as he reverses. you physically scream as that is the hottest thing a man can do. as he successfully reverses, his muscles flex and fingers tapping at the wheel and you rub your thighs together. you can't believe this is actually happening.. the kang taehyun wanting to fuck you how YOU wanted.. it doesn't seem real.

the silence could be cut with a knife as all is heard is the humming of taehyun and his car. you pull off to the side of the road, it seems quite deserted. you look around as the car stops and taehyun turns to look at you.

"how about we start with no2?" taehyun says while looking at you. you grip your skirt as you nod slowly. taehyun climbs in the back and spreads his legs as he looks at you. fuckin' hell. straight out of a novel. so, positively, you say 'fuck it', climb in the back and prepare for the best sex of your life from your best friend of 300 million years.

as soon as you climb in the backseat, his lips hit yours, roaming hands as neediness take over you both. taehyun's teeth bite your neck, leaving pigmented purple marks all over, making your eyes roll back all the way to your damn brain. you're basically brain-dead, like a zombie, except you don't want to eat brains, you want taehyun's dick inside you. you straddle him, as his head goes under your shirt and you silently praise yourself for being too lazy to wear a bra. he licks around the valley of your breast as you are sure he's motorboating your breast without any noises. you actually feel yourself about to combust.

"so pretty, you're my pretty princess, i love your breasts, i love them.." he mumbles and groans and breathes heavily. he seems as needy as you. "so good tae, tae, please please fuck me," you beg as you hold the back of his head as he slowly reappears from under your top. he looks at you like he wants to devour you and eat you up afterwards. he nods as unbuckles his belt, he unzips his trousers and pulls his boxers to his ankles. he tugs at your sweatshirt, as you pull it off. you assume he wants your skirt off too so you go to pull it down but he grabs your hands. "keep your skirt on," he whispers as he slowly moves your hand back to where it originally was. you gasp at the length he manages to have. no wonder he was a prodigy in university.

"i'll make you feel like this is your first," he heaves as he grabs your waist and holds the car door as you scream in lust. the ramming and pure animalistic rutting is enough to make you bust. he flips you on your front, pressing you against the car window, the visible shaking of the car and classic window fogging. it's everything you possibly imagined if not better. you could feel him inside you, sliding in and out at a perfect pace, his fucking handsome and pretty hand gripping your waist and the other holding your hands above you. moaning and whimpering can be heard as you're both contributing into the audio heard in the car. but all of a sudden he stops. you exhale loudly as you whimper at the loss of intercourse.

"i'm sorry princess, you look too pretty right now, ruined all for me. can i take a picture?" he says and you can't even believe that that is the thing that got you to cum. you moan out as your walls flutter and spasm around his cock and juices spluttering out. he obviously stops in surprise as you stutter and groan. "i, fuck, i don't mind, not at all.." your head turns to look at him.

the scene is purely pornographic. his cock still inside you, ass-cheeks red as ever. liquid between your thighs, dripping down. unruly hair, mascara running down your eyes from when you cried from the amount of pleasure taehyun provided. lipstick smudged from kissing as taehyun has lipstick remains on his lips too. your body is covered in hickeys and swollen, hooded eyes. he smiles as he gets his phone and you hear a camera click. no flash, all raw. you smile for the photo lazily as he chuckles and puts his phone down. you look up at him.

"i wanna make you cum, tae," you say as he twitches inside you, clearly trying to keep strong for you. you took note on how he watched your tits from behind slap your torso and back, and when straddling him, he couldn't keep his eyes off how they bounced. taehyun nodded, but he inhaled to ask a question.

"how, baby?" "with my tits," you innocently say as you turn around. you spread your legs provocatively and begin to fondle yourself. rubbing your nipples and kneading your skin. he can't keep his eyes off you. he couldn't be more excited. he doesn't like to admit he's perverted for you. how he looks at your nipples through babytees you wear, when your tits look exceptionally good in vests, when you hug him and your boobs squish against him when hugging his arm and when by accident when you guys were swimming, one of your boobs came free and he came from the thought of it again. he nodded so quickly, he couldn't control himself from how embarrassed he'll be after this. you lower your chest onto his pelvis, as you hold his shaft in between your breast. you spit onto yourself and start moving up and down, as taehyun rolls his head back and starts spewing your name like a broken record.

"y/n, oh my god, fuck, y/n, nobody can do it like you, holy fuck, oh yeah, feels so good, you're such a whore for me," he hastily says as he puts his hand on your cheek. you smile cutely as you lick his tip every time it comes up through your boobs. he grabs the door behind him as he mentally prepares for probably the best orgasm of his life. "y/n, i'm so close, please please, let me cum in your mouth," he begs as you move your boobs down and insert him in your mouth. he cries out your name and spasms and shakes, splashing a future generation in your mouth. you kitten lick his tip as you clearly swallow it all. but he's not finished, he cums another time, but less, on your face. you close your eyes and gasp in surprise. you slowly grab your phone and take a snap of your breast on taehyun and cum on your face, mentally reminding you to send it to him after you're done. you chuckle as you wipe your face off of any left-over semen. you grab your sweatshirt and lazily put it back on and help taehyun with his trousers and his top.

you both climb into the front of the car, unruly hair, marks all over you and red hot bodies. you smile to yourself as you think the day is done.

"before you ask, we're not done. we're on the way to the dorm. how do you fancy a little movie night with all their girlfriends?"

[missevenationarmy]

ㅤ1.ㅤmeet haeun !

HAN SOHEE? até que parece, mas não é. aquela é PYO HAEUN, classificada como ALFA. ela tem TRINTA ANOS e é natural de JEJU, COREIA DO SUL, mas atualmente está residindo aqui perto em EUNBIT CHAE. atualmente, trabalha como INSPETORA DA POLÍCIA DE JEJU. dizem que é muito ACOLHEDORA e ASTUTA. e também pode ser ORGULHOSA e ESTRESSADA, acredita? mas quando passa, deixa para trás aquela essência de COURO COM NOTAS DE TABACO que é difícil ignorar.

ㅤ2.ㅤheadcannons !

haeun nasceu e cresceu em jeju. filha única de um casal simples de pescadores, era de se esperar que haeun seguisse os passos da família e tomasse conta do negócio quando crescesse. a decisão de entrar para a polícia foi motivada por algo mais do que um desejo de justiça.

quando tinha 15 anos, haeun testemunhou um crime que nunca contou a ninguém: um contrabandista local, que usava as rotas marítimas da ilha, ameaçou sua família depois que seu pai recusou um "acordo" para transportar mercadorias ilegais. o homem que ameaçou a família dela nunca chegou a ser capturado, algo que a encheu de vontade de conseguir se proteger.

assim, haeun, na adolescência, desenvolveu um forte senso de justiça, muitas vezes entrando em brigas para defender colegas de escola de valentões. era conhecida por sua coragem e impulsividade, o que a fazia tanto admirada quanto repreendida pelos professores.

dessa forma, a escolha de entrar para a polícia veio quase que instantânea. no começo, os pais não aceitaram muito bem essa decisão, temendo por haeun. contudo, conforme ela foi crescendo e demonstrando que aquele desejo era mais que uma “fase”, eles começaram a aceitar que o lugar dela não era no mar, mas sim na terra. entrar para a polícia não foi fácil e exigiu bastante treinamento dela, além de um endurecimento da personalidade antes mais impulsiva.

nos dias difíceis, ela costuma dirigir até a costa, sentar-se em uma das velhas docas e ouvir o som das ondas, sentindo o cheiro salgado do vento. sente falta do pai, que faleceu tem pouco tempo. a mãe, no entanto, ainda está viva e aposentada.

lida com sua condição de alfa ignorando-a o máximo que pode. não gosta da sensação de ter algo que não está no controle dela, então faz o mínimo e finge que essa parte de si não influencia em suas decisões diariamente.

ㅤ2.ㅤconnections !

tbd.

[pandorasword]

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

CHAERI'S MASTERLIST

BEFORE THE FAME

❒ warnings: Implied assault on a minor

Parents and Jeju

🦀 It all began when Kim Eun and Kang Si-u met as teenagers

🩰 Kang Si-u, hailing from the Jeju Islands, and Kim Eun, originally from Busan

🦀 The two met at the Busan Sea Festival, where Kang Si-u participated alongside his mother

🩰 Kang Si-u and his mother had permission to set up a small stand, specializing in a small bowl of Jeju Haemul Jeongol, a typical Jeju seafood soup, seasoned with a secret and special ingredient that made it particularly delicious

🦀 It didn't take long before Si-u's gentle and charismatic ways caught Eun's attention, who had gone there with her group of dancer friends

🩰 It was love at first sight for both of them and when she approached his stand to buy a bowl, he couldn't help but offer it to her

🦀 Her smile had enchanted him

🩰 And so they began calling each other every day, and the calls turned into dates and the dates into a marriage where a life was already growing inside the woman

🦀 After marriage, Kim Eun and Kang Si-u decided to settle in Jeju, in a cozy little house near his mother's, where they could build their new life together

🩰 Kim Eun showed a natural talent for ballet and cultivated a passion for the art since childhood. Her life had been an uninterrupted ballet, dancing with grace and fluidity as if the tips of her toes were her only contact with the world.

🦀 Her talent did not go unnoticed, and after the birth of their first child, Kang Dal, Kim Eun was chosen to join the prestigious Korean National Ballet, a dream come true that allowed her to express her art daily

🩰 Meanwhile, Kang Si-u worked tirelessly to realize his dream of opening a successful chain of restaurants specializing in seafood dishes that reflected the culinary richness of the Jeju Islands

🦀 Since they were just two teenage lovers, the couple had big dreams for the future

🩰 With all of the challenges that came with it, Kang Si-u had opened a small restaurant on the coast of Jeju Island, facing the difficulties of running a small business, but determined to overcome them in order to achieve the success that they both desired

🦀 But this success did not seem to come for him as his wife climbed higher and higher in the ranks of ballet

🩰 As Kim Eun's career in ballet progressed, Kang Siu's lacking success began to put a strain on their marriage. Her love for social status and her career became more important than her feelings for her husband

🦀 The discovery of an unplanned second pregnancy added to Kim Eun's sense of unhappiness. The thought of having to put her career on hold for another child was a source of great pain to her

🩰 Every day, Kang Si-u would bring his wife fresh cherries to satisfy the craving she had developed during her pregnancy in order to ease her frustration

🦀 At the birth of the baby girl, they decided to name her 'Chaeri', which means 'cherry' in Korean

🩰 Eun's total dedication to her ballet career led her to spend a lot of time away from home, leaving her toddler son and newborn daughter to be raised mainly by her husband and their grandmother

🦀 The tension in the marriage reached its peak when Kim Eun was offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: to become a prima ballerina at the Paris Opera, a proposal made by the Opera's dance director, with whom she had also begun a secret romantic relationship

🩰 The divorce was a quick and heartbreaking event for Kang Si-u. Not only did he lose the woman he loved, but also his children, as Kim Eun was determined to take them with her to France. She accused him of being a slacker and feared that he would teach them nothing but failure.

🦀 For Kim Eun, her children were destined for greatness, for success in the ballet world like she was, and she believed that they would not achieve any significant milestones with him

🩰 So Eun left for Paris with the two children, Kang Dal and Chaeri, who was not even a year old, to start a new life away from Si-u

Paris and childhood

🦀 Paris brought out the best of Kim Eun`s talent. Her performances as a prima ballerina were acclaimed by critics and audiences alike, earning her the respect and admiration of the ballet world

🩰 Her stage presence was so magnetic that her questionable behavior was often ignored by the people around her, such was her ability to capture everyone's attention with her dancing

🦀 The kids, Dal and Chaeri, have been raised in an environment of European culture and elegance. Growing up in luxury, they were subjected to a strict education, with ballet lessons reflecting their mother's ambition and passion

🩰 She was determined to see them follow in her footsteps in ballet and pushed them to be excellent from an extremely young age

🦀 Dal and Chaeri's dance training was in the hands of the man who had helped open the doors of the Paris Opera to Kim Eun. He became a constant and influential figure in their lives

🩰 Though their mother tried to keep the amorous side of her relationship with the man hidden, as they grew up, the children began to realize the true nature of the bond between their mother and the man who was more than just a family friend or dance teacher

🦀 For Kang Dal, the revelation of his mother's relationship with his mentor was a further incentive to respect and admire him. He began to see him more and more as a father figure. His innate talent for ballet made him the protégé of his mentor, who saw in him the potential to become a ballet star

🩰 Chaeri, on the other hand, was more reluctant to accept the man's presence in her life. Ballet did not inspire the same passion in her as it did in her brother, which led her not to excel as he did. She was treated with harshness by both the man and her mother for this

🦀 Often labeled a lazybones and a failure, she was repeatedly told that she was just like her father

🩰 Her mother, Kim Eun, insisted that failure was not an option in their family. She repeated this mantra constantly, emphasizing the importance of success and excellence

🦀 For Chaeri, life in the luxurious Parisian residence was often a nightmare. Despite the apparent welcome and comfort, she felt trapped in a role that did not belong to her, under pressure to live up to the expectations of such a demanding mother and in constant confrontation with her talented brother

🩰 Her bond with Dal, however, was her lifeline. Their deep, twin-like connection gave her the strength to face each day with a smile despite the challenges. He encouraged her to persevere, to try to meet her mother's expectations, offering the support and affection she never received from her own mother

Teenage years and trauma

- The kids grew up. They were no longer children

- Kang Dal won a prestigious scholarship to the Paris Opera Institute and continued to excel in the world of dance. This achievement was a source of great pride for the entire family. The Institute was a boarding school. Students were only allowed to return home on weekends and were intensively prepared for a professional ballet career

- Chaeri, on the other hand, faced the loneliness of the large Parisian home and painfully missed her brother, her lifelong confidant and best friend. However, this loneliness became a trigger for change, causing her to search for something she was truly passionate about

- Chaeri was able to convince her mother to allow her to explore other styles of dance besides classical ballet. The promise of achieving excellence in ballet in exchange for the freedom to follow her passions was a deal they both accepted

- Discovering hip hop and modern dance was a godsend for Chaeri, who found a more authentic expression of herself in these styles

- In order to honor her agreement with her mother and continue to study what she loved, Chaeri dedicated herself to ballet and took extra private lessons with her teacher

- She was only 13 when it happened

- It was so unexpected, so painful, so unfair, like every time something like that happens to someone, she felt she was being humiliated, losing her dignity

- Even though she did not have a good relationship with that man - the monster - she trusted him

- She trusted that he just wanted to see her improve, and that was why he offered to help her out of class with the other students

- Instead, his intentions were quite different, devious, evil

- He had taken advantage of a young girl at a time when she was most vulnerable

- Chaeri felt dirty for days, trying to wipe the traces of that monster from her skin

- She had immediately told her mother and brother

- As soon as she had managed to escape, she had run home

- They did not believe her

- They accused her of making the whole thing up, because according to them, he was a good man who had taken care of them since they arrived in Paris, lost and in a country completely different from their own

- Eun in particular was furious, so much so that she no longer wanted her under her own roof

- So she was sent back to Jeju by her father, deprived of all the luxuries her mother and her position had provided

- Life after this event seemed worthless to Chaeri. Unable to cope with her pain and frustration, she spent her days by the sea, counting the shells uncovered by the waves under the sand

- The return to Jeju was a time of deep loneliness and isolation for her, although she was happy to have reestablished a stable relationship with her father and grandmother, who loved her unconditionally

- The weeks went by so empty that they seemed indistinguishable

- Bitterness and shame quickly turned to rage, a defense mechanism that gave her the strength she needed to keep going

- She had a longing to prove her worth, first to herself and then, most importantly, to her mother, the person who had hurt her the most over the years

- She was determined to show that she would become someone, despite her lifelong bullying by Eun, despite the odds and expectations

- A few months later, her father held her in an emotional embrace, tears in his eyes, kissing her cheeks and expressing how proud he was of her

- Chaeri had shown her true talent and passion and caught the attention of the right people

- She was chosen to join a rising dance crew of young gifted dancers who were to complement the Idols' perfect performances

- With this opportunity, her new life would be in Seoul.

- She was ready to start over.

- Paris was the background of her most painful memories, Jeju the place where she had processed her pain.

- She felt the need to change.

- It was going to be challenging, especially since she grew up in Europe

- She was almost fluent in Korean, but struggled with reading and writing

- The dance crew was affiliated with BigHit Entertainment. The group of dancers was created to support up-and-coming idols who were about to debut

- After signing numerous documents with her parents, she officially joined the company

- But her talent stood out so much that she went from dancer to trainee to the Idol everyone loves, the eighth member of the most successful group in the world

- (You should see her mother's face when she sees the success she thought would never be achieved by her daughter)

taglist: @alixnsuperstxr | @bts-dream | @enchantingbrowneyedgirl | @ycuvi | @cosmicwintr

[travelella]

Jusangjeollidae, Jungmun-dong, Seogwipo-si, Jeju-do, South Korea

Lightscape

[svt-nari]

basics:

birth name: hwang nari (황나리)

english name: julie hwang

nicknames: nabiran, nabi, riri, maknae noona, eternal nabi, seventeen's yeobo, the forever teenager, kpop's bestie, nation's passion, pledis' girls last survivor

birth date: 1996/05/30

birth place: jeju-si, jeju island, south korea

residence: yongsam-gu, seoul, south korea

nationality: korean

languages: korean (100%), japanese (90%), chinese (70%), english (70%)

blood type: O+

family: mom, dad, older brother and younger brother

sexuality: pansexual

physical traits:

faceclaim: seola / kim hyunjung (wjsn)

height: 165cm

weight: 45kg

tattoos: five (both arms, right rib, left wrist and nape)

piercings: 5 (each ear)

career:

stage name: nari (나리)

positions: main vocalist, lead dancer, visual, face of the group

representative emoji: 🦋

group: seventeen (세븐틴)

debut date: 2015/05/26

debut album: 17 Carat

solo debut date: 2023/05/25

debut album: 꽃 'kkoch' (flower)

social media:

instagram: @ mynabiran

weverse: 피는 리~ 🪷 'blooming ri~'

trivia:

— along with coups, she's the member who has the longest training period in seventeen. she started training at sm and was supposed to debut with f(x) but didn't due to her age, then, she traded to pledis right after, still in 2009.

— she was actually supposed to debut in a girl group that still didn't have any plans to happen, but, pledis saw a lot of potential in her and decided to put her on Seventeen TV for her to get along with the audience and the members. she quickly got accepted and became a sweetheart to everyone who met her.

— she's the 4th oldest member in the group, she's the oldest 1996 liner and one of the aces of the group. anything you put her to do she will ace it perfectly without any obstacles.

— nari's number one nickname, used by almost everyone who knows her, is nabi. since she loves to make friends and is easily outgoing, the members started calling her that, which quickly spread around and now everyone calls her that.

— she was literally everywhere in 2018/19 due to a famous fancam of her dancing to exo's love shot during an award show. her talent and visuals stood out to a lot of people, and her fanbase triplicated due to it. she gained the nation's passion nickname due to this masterpiece.

— nari is close to all of the boys, especially the younger ones whom she loves to spoil and give attention to. she tends a lot to seungcheol too, since she knows how hard he works and how little he cares for himself. she's known to be seventeen's mom along with jeonghan, in which fans make jokes about them fighting over the title.

— nari's biggest fear nowadays is the day seungcheol and jeonghan enlist for the army. she's really not prepared for this, and she's been dreading the subject ever since the year started. fans make sure to try and not mention it too much because they know she goes through social media quite a lot.

— during their trainee days, nari used to go out of her way of school just to drop the younger ones at their own school, most of the times she would arrive late for her own classes, but she says it was worth it.

— she has one of the highest iqs in kpop, she's really smart, but sometimes she just forgets it and acts like the stupidest person on earth — which may seem like it but it isn't purposeful.

— she's openly pansexual, which made her receive a lot of backlash in which was quickly turned down due to a lot of people standing up for her. nari is really grateful for them and never forgets to thank them whenever she has to give a speech or something.

— she's also known to be hybe's groups mom. she loves to say that she adopted enhypen, newjeans, lesserafim and txt. she's also really close to fromis_9 members and says that jiheon is her adopted baby.

— even though she's not a part of the performance team, nari practically begged to go to i-land with her members. she was so happy that she was allowed to go that you could see it just by her face. nari says that, on that day, she knew that ni-ki, jungwon and sunoo were going to be a part of her babies.

— nari's also an actress, she has been in some k-dramas and movies. her members love to tease her because of it and whenever one of her new dramas gets released, get prepared for a weverse thunderstorm of posts teasing her.

— she has a dog, who lived in the apartment she used to share with wonwoo and mingyu. now, she moved out to her own apartment in yongsam-gu and also adopted a cat.

— her number one hobby is cheating on games with jeonghan.

— she's currently in a relationship with a male idol, people now that she's taken but they don't know who it is because of her members exposure of her life that she doesn't really care.

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#eeriemirage; a dependent blog for calamityshq.

( go min si, cis woman, she/her ) PARK YEJI : the thirty year old resident that's been around the CRESCENT APARTMENTS for two months. when the infected swarmed the streets the first night, YEJI really proved how resourceful + courageous they were. however, many would argue that they can also be quite obsessive + unpredictable. five years has passed since their old life ended and the new one began, developing skills that have helped them become a MEDICAL STUDENT / NURSE within their group. it makes sense to see them thriving at the job because of their vast knowledge of drugs + glock 17.

𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙨 …

name. park yeji. nicknames. yeji, crayji (behind her back ). age. thirty. gender, pronouns. ciswoman, she / her. dob.  6th of june. pob.  jeju island, south korea. sexuality. pan romantic + sexual. role. medical / nursing student. weapon of choice.  sweet words, brainwashing:) but otherwise glock 17 with three bullets left.

𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 …

height. 165 cm ( 5'4 ). hair style. black, pint - straight hair. length depends on arc ! eyes. brown, appear black in certain light. tattoos. none. piercings. standard lobes, doesn’t wear them. fc. go minsi.

𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 …

mother.  hwayoung ( presumed dead ). father. unknown. siblings. only - child.

𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘺 … (tw of something, not sure what, ask to tag !)

yeji was born to a single mother in jeju island, south korea. her mother has always been a mess and yeji’s birth didn’t evoke any kind of a change in character.

when she was three, they moved to busan with her mother’s new boyfriend  — a leech of a man who liked to drink and gamble and cheat, yet hwayoung’s low self - esteem made her stay & endure whatever he came up with. to be fair, they matched each other’s crazy just the right amount and became the sample of a perfect relationship for yeji.

their turbulent relationship lasted for eight years until one fateful night their apartment’s front door was kicked down by masked men who trashed & stole their things and dragged her mother’s boyfriend away. yeji had never seen him again, and later, learnt that he has been mercilessly tortured and murdered for owing a lot of money to a lot of very dangerous people.

anyway, life went on. it certainly did for yeji, always a quiet child, the observer, the outsider — never inside, always outside — she had a hard time making friends anywhere they moved to. too weird, too peculiar, too creepy — the kids said, pointing and whispering. she, hurt and angry, in turn dreamt of their demise that never came. instead bitterness nestled into her insides.

she runs away from home at 17, but is it really running away when no one’s looking for you? yet, she, finally, finds her people — a group she fits in. they’re weird and eccentric and peculiar just like her, but in a cool way, in a way that other ordinary people look up to and follow. the whole ordeal is cult-y, though no one ever says it outloud. 

they teach her things she wouldn’t learn elsewhere, or so they say, about medicine and drugs and their effects on human’s body and under their orders, she sells them on the shadow market. though, she also learns other languages, like english and mandarin, which she masters in no time.

yeji returns home a day after her 26th birthday. she goes back to school, gets her high school diploma and either by sheer luck, or other powerful force, gets accepted into university majoring in nursing. her goal is to work in a nursing home -  being the one in charge, people needing her more than she needs them for once.

she’s on an internship in san francisco the day the world ends. she join a group after group, but they always crumble, always perish. then she becomes a loner, wandering and wondering if this doom is not a sign of something else, something otherworldly. yeji gets absorbed by these thoughts, delusional.

the apartment complex takes her in — perhaps for her medical skills or her words coated in honey or both — and her ‘visions’ as she likes to call them, speak to her more often.

tldr; yeji is a disturbed young woman who believes in the superiority of the zombs, thinks of them as gods, yet more and more people are starting to turn to her — because people, in every situation, need something to believe in.:)

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MOCINHA - LHC

haenanayu, tinhamu <3

Quando tinha 13 anos, você corria rapidamente, pulando os degraus da escada de dois em dois. A bacia de fruta em suas mãos quase caí quando chega no topo das escadas, após um pequeno tropeço.

Toda aquela euforia era para apenas uma coisa. Reencontrar com seu irmão mais velho. Ele estudava em Seoul, e como sua família morava longe do local, era um evento raro o rapaz aparecer por ali, já que moravam em Jeju.

A mãozinha pequena, que não segurava a bacia, abriu a porta e logo você foi adentrando o local.

"Markie, eu trouxe melancia. Eu ajudei a mamãe a cortar e..."

"Olá, criança. Quem é você?"

Espera, aquele não era Mark. O cabelo moreno, as pintinhas que decoravam o rosto...tudo nele parecia perfeito.

"Essa é minha irmã, S/N. Da oi pra ele, pirralha." Mark apareceu no quarto, tirando a bacia de fruta de suas mãos.

Você ainda estava em transe, mas pelo menos conseguiu cumprimentar o mais velho.

"Então quer dizer que o Canadá tem uma irmãzinha?" O garoto disse, se aproximando de você, curvando o corpo para ficar da sua altura. "Meu nome é Lee Donghyuck, amigo de faculdade do seu irmão."

"Eu sou a S/N." Viu Donghyuck sorrir e passar a mãos sobre seus fios.

Escutou o mesmo murmurar um "fofa" e voltar a posição original.

"Agora pode sair, eu trouxe o Hyuck para estudar. Agradeça a mamãe pelas frutas."

"Mas Markie, eu também queria conversar com você, poxa, faz tanto tempo que a gente não se vê." Disse com um biquinho nos lábios, olhando para seu irmão e depois para Donghyuck, o vendo rir da situação.

"Deixa a menina ficar aqui, Markie" imitou a forma que você chamava seu Mark. "Ela deve sentir saudades de você, para de ser um mala e deixa a menina."

Viu Mark ponderar por alguns segundos, logo fechando a porta atrás de você e te empurrando para sentar na cama.

"Fica quietinha, escutou bem?" Concordou com a fala de Mark e logo o viu pegar dois controles de vídeo game e sentar ao lado de Donghyuck em duas poltronas que tinha ali no quarto, ligando a tv logo após. "Se você contar pra mamãe, eu nunca mais venho te ver em casa"

Fingiu trancar a boca com uma chave e logo a jogar fora, vendo Donghyuck sorrir com seu ato. O sorriso dele era lindo...

_____

Quando tinha 16, Donghyuck tinha 22 e você estava no ensino médio. E seu irmão, estava se formando.

Você foi para a formatura dele o mais produzida possível, afinal, queria impressionar Donghyuck. Que agora, além de amigo do seu irmão, havia se tornado sua paixãozinha de adolescência.

Chegado o momento das fotos, você tentava sorrir cada vez mais grande toda vez que Donghyuck trocava olhares com você, isso por que uma vez escutou o menino dizer para Mark que achava seu sorriso lindo.

"Vai assustar alguém sorrindo assim." Mark zombou, vendo você fechar o rosto após a fala.

"Como se o seu também fosse lindo, né?"

"Ei ei ei, chega os dois. Nem em um dia feliz desses vocês conseguem dar uma trégua, meu Deus." Escutou sua mãe dizer. Ela quem tirava as fotos, algumas saiam tremidas e tiveram que ser repetidas por conta das lágrimas de felicidade que insistir em cair dos olhos da mais velha. "Cadê o...ah, Hyuck, meu bem, vem tirar foto com Mark e a S/N."

"Ué, por que eu?" Perguntou confusa enquanto era puxada por sua mãe.

"Quero meus três bebês juntos, olha só..." Posicionou a câmera na direção de vocês três e tirou a foto. "Perfeito, agora podemos ir."

"Espera, Sra Lee. Pode tirar só mais uma foto?" Hyuck chamou atenção de todos ali com a fala, inclusive a sua.

"Claro, meu bem, quer uma sozinho? Com uma namorada?"

"Não, nada disso." Disse envergonhado, mas logo se virou para você e a chamou com as mãos.

"Comigo?" Perguntou confusa apontando para si mesma.

Viu Hyuck concordar, te puxando logo após. Se posicionou ao seu lado, entregou o buquê que havia ganhado de seus pais para você e apontou para a câmera.

"Não liga para o que o seu irmão diz, o seu sorriso é o mais lindo que já vi." Com a fala de Haechan, esse que havia descoberto ser apelido do mais velho, você sorriu naturalmente, olhando pra câmera ao mesmo tempo.

Aquela foto com certeza seria uma que guardaria para sempre.

________

Aos 20 anos, você já estava na faculdade, fazendo o que amava e seguindo com sua vida. Havia se distanciado de sua família por conta dos estudos em outra cidade e, consequentemente, de Donghyuck. Da última vez que havia o visto, em sua festa de 18 anos, o menino estava com uma garota que parecia ter a mesma idade dele. Ela era linda, e na sua cabeça, não chegava aos pés dela. Donghyuck a apresentou como a sua mais nova namorada.

A partir dali, decidiu deixar de lado seus sentimentos por Haechan e seguir sua vida como bem entendia.

E assim foi, estava em um karaokê com alguns amigos quando sua mãe te ligou, pediu licença e se retirou da sala. Desceu as escadas do local e se sentou sobre o último degrau, percebendo que a chamada havia sido perdida.

Tentou ligar para a mais velha novamente, mas sem sucesso.

"Depois ela reclama que eu não atendo ela."

"Quer ligar do meu?"

Aquela voz. Seria capaz de reconhecer em qualquer lugar. Virou-se de uma vez, era ele. As mesmas pintinhas, o cabelo moreno agora estava um pouquinho maior que o comum, o óculos de armação transparente o deixava ainda mais charmoso.

"O que foi, criança? Não lembra de mim?" Donghyuck zombou, vendo sua expressão de choque. "Quase que eu não te reconheço, mas o tamanho e a voz te entregaram na hora."

"Donghyuck? O que faz aqui?"

"Aqui em Seul ou aqui no karaokê? Por que se for a segunda pergunta, te garanto que a resposta é bem óbvia.

"Aqui em Seul, Donghyuck. O que faz aqui?"

"Meu departamento do trabalho foi transferido para Seul, estou trabalhando aqui tem uns dois meses...sabe o quão difícil foi te achar?" Te olhou de baixo para cima. "Senti sua falta, mocinha. Cadê meu abraço?" Abriu os braços em sua direção, vendo você recuar.

"Não acho que seja adequado."

"Ué, por que?" Haechan continuava com os braços abertos.

"Você tem namorada, não tem? Acho que ela não gostaria de ver você abraçado com outra garota."

Viu Haechan sorrir e logo soltar uma gargalhada, olhando para você logo depois com um biquinho no rosto.

"Eu terminei com ela tem sete meses, criança. Fica tranquila."

Ainda receosa, se aproximou de Haechan e o abraçou, finalmente sentindo o calor do garoto depois de anos.

"Ah, que saudade que eu tava de você, crian...AI" deu deu um tapa nas costas de Haechan.

"Eu não sou mais uma criança, Donghyuck, já tenho 20 anos, estou bem crescidinha já, ok?" Disse se separando do abraço.

"Ok, senhora crescidinha, vai lá com seus amigos. Cuidado para não beber demais, não quero ver você passando mal."

Estava pronta para se virar e voltar para a sala onde seus amigos estavam, quando escuta a voz de Haechan novamente.

"Tem com quem voltar?"

"Tenho sim, vou voltar com minhas amigas, não se preocupe comigo. Adeus, Donghyuck." Se despediu dele e o viu soltar um risinho novamente.

"Me chama de Hyuck, Chanie...qualquer apelido que você me chamava antes, não distancia a gente não, princesa."

Princesa? O que era aquele novo apelido? E por que mexeu tanto com você?

__________

Alguns dias depois, você se encontrava em sua casa, fazendo sua sessão de Yoga matinal. Tentava se concentrar, porém, o interfone começou a tocar, lhe fazendo levantar e checar o aparelho.

"Alô?"

"Senhorita Lee?"

"Oi Sr. Kim, pode falar!"

"Tem um rapaz aqui em baixo querendo subir para falar com a senhorita, o nome dele é Donghyuck, Lee Donghyuck. Pode deixar subir?"

Donghyuck? O que ele queria na sua casa? Pior...como raios ele sabia onde era sua casa?

"Senhorita?"

"Pode deixar subir."

Agradeceu ao porteiro e desligou o interfone, ainda em choque. Por que Haechan estava vindo para sua casa? Espera... você iria atendê-lo assim? Suada e com roupas de academia?

Não teve muito tempo para pensar, afinal, poucos minutos depois sua campainha tocou. Se olhou no espelho rapidamente e se direcionou a porta, destrancado a mesma e a abrindo.

"Pensei que não fosse abrir e..." Haechan começou a falar e logo parou assim que te viu.

"O que foi?" Perguntou confusa, olhando pra si.

"Nada não, é ehem...posso entrar?"

Deu espaço para o garoto entrar e fechou a porta assim que o menino o fez.

"O que faz aqui?"

"Te peguei de surpresa, estou certo?" Percebeu seus utensílios de ginástica no chão e a tv ligada em algum tipo de som da natureza.

"Claro né, inclusive, como sabia onde era minha casa?"

"O Mark me falou."

Tinha que ser...

"Bom, eu queria conversar com você, se não for ocupar muito do seu tempo, é claro." Haechan se sentou no sofá da sala, te chamando para se sentar junto.

"Não, pode falar, sem problemas, eu já estava finalizando mesmo."

Viu Hyuck lamber os próprios lábios e passar as mãos sobre as pernas cobertas pelas calças jeans, em um ato nervoso.

"Então, lembra do dia que nos reencontramos?" Você concordou com a cabeça. "No mesmo dia, falando com seu irmão, eu acabei descobrindo uma coisa."

Ai meu Deus.

"Olha, eu não quero que você se sinta pressionada pra me responder, a final, faz muito tempo que isso aconteceu e eu acho que nem tá rolando mais..."

Ai meu Deus

"S/N, você gosta de mim?"

Você travou, sabia que aquela pergunta viria. Como Mark sabia daquilo? Por que ele havia contado para Haechan?

"E-Eu..."

"Fica tranquila, não vou ficar chateado nem nada, só quero saber."

Respirou fundo, era a hora de contar.

"Hyuck, quando eu te conheci, eu tinha 13 e você 19, eu tinha te achado o garoto mais bonito do mundo, como aqueles ídolos que você vê na tv e são inacessíveis, esse era você para mim." Sentiu seus olhos começarem a marejar. " Foi ali que minha paixonite começou, mas ela só foi se intensificar do dia da sua formatura e, olha só!" Apontou para o quadro com a foto de vocês dois que estava sobre a mesinha de centro da sala. "Eu mandei revelar e enquadrar, por que eu lembro das exatas palavras que me fizeram cair de amores por você naquele dia."

Naquele momento, você era só lagrimas. Donghyuck te olhava confuso, não sabia que você escondia tanto por tanto tempo, Mark só havia lhe contado o básico.

"Quando você apareceu com uma namorada na minha festa de 18, eu prometi pra mim mesma que não sofreria mais com aquele crush inalcançável, afinal, poxa, você é 6 anos mais velho que eu, Donghyuck, nunca olharia para mim de outra forma além de uma irmãzinha e..."

"S/N" Haechan te interrompeu, se aproximando de você e enxugando suas lágrimas. "Calma, princesa. Hum?"

Você controlou sua respiração e viu Haechan sorrir para você.

"Como você consegue ficar ainda mais fofa com o rostinho inchadinho de choro?"

"Hyuck..."

"Estou falando sério, vem cá." Abriu os braços e te recebeu em mais um abraço quentinho. "Desculpa por nunca ter percebido e te feito sofrer sozinha."

"Que isso, Hyuck, eu que me iludi achando que um dia você poderia gostar de mim."

Haechan se separou abruptamente de você, olhando fixamente em seus olhos.

"E quem disse que eu não poderia gostar de você?"

"Haechan, cai na real, você é 6 anos mais velho do que eu, sempre me viu como uma irmã, além disso, o Mark sempre me disse que você nunca gostaria de mim."

"E desde quando você acredita no que seu irmão fala?" Haechan passou o dedo pelos seus fios, os colocando atrás de sua orelha.

Espera, o que Haechan estava insinuando com aquilo?

"Hyuck, eu não tô entendendo..."

"Não foi só por conta do trabalho que eu vim para Seul. Eu pedi transferência para cá por que me matava saber que você estava na capital da Coreia sozinha, me matava saber que a garota que eu gosto estava sozinha."

"Como assim?" Você perguntou confusa, já havia parado de chorar.

"Princesa, no seu aniversário de 18 eu só estava com aquela menina porque ela me prendia no relacionamento. Eu sou afim de você desde aquela época, o que me prendia de me declarar era seu irmão, eu morria de medo dele."

"Então quer dizer que..."

"Sim, esse sentimento é recíproco, princesa."

Não sabia o que falar, apenas abraçou o mais velho o mais forte que conseguia. Haechan se separou segundos depois, olhando no fundo de seus olhos e logo após, olhando para seus lábios.

"Posso?"

"Pode"

E Haechan se aproximou devagar, seus lábios se encontraram em um beijo terno e suave. Foi um gesto cheio de emoção, que expressava a profundidade da conexão de vocês. Haechan sentiu uma lágrima escorrer sobre sua própria bochecha durante o beijo.

Então era essa a sensação de beijar alguém com o mais profundo amor envolvido.