#Lauren Tsai birthday

[robinhood786]

THE PARK SEO JOON GIRLFRIEND: DEEP DOWN WHAT LIES BENEATH THE MYSTERIES

[cowb0ygenius]

two snippets from the cool about it music video shared on boygenius' instagram story yesterday! (animation by lauren tsai)

thoughts:

the main character looks like julien on the hollywood bowl poster, but younger

the running wolf also appears to be the wolf from the hollywood bowl poster- julien is famously a wolf girl

blue toned close up- same colors as the sprained ankle art?

park bench: "sleep on a bench in the park on my birthday," rejoice reference?

the cool about it music video releases tomorrow, september 20, at 9AM PT | 12PM ET | 5PM BST on YouTube, the trailer and waiting room for the video are now live HERE :)

[dearweirdme]

lmao poor ta4nnies, not only have they been given zero content to project their delusions on but park seojoon isn’t even dating the model youtuber they claimed was dating him a few months ago “and is also one of Jennie’s BFFs. OMG BFFs dating other BFFs 🥹” because he is legit rumored to be dating a Chinese-American actress (lauren tsai) who was spotted with him overseas and who he was sitting close with on her birthday party recently. I guess the web of “friends connections” they were trying to link every thing with are ending one by one.

Hi anon!

Yeah, I saw that go around laat week I think. He still could’ve dated her, or maybe went out a few times (i can’t really recall the whole of it) but it’s not been something that lasted for long it seems.

Taennies will slowly disappear (though the Teannie narrative will probably linger on for a long time). Once Jennie is linked to someone else they will probably flock to that or just plain leave.

[ivileague]

BASICS !

STAGE NAME : isla

FULL NAME : isla zhang

BIRTHDAY : february 9, 1998

BIRTHPLACE : boston, massachusetts

ETHNICITY : chinese & white

NATIONALITY : chinese-american

CAREER !

OCCUPATION : idol

GROUP : ivy

POSITION : leader, main rap, lead dance

LABEL : p nation

TRAINING PERIOD : 11 years

PHYSICAL !

FACE CLAIM : lauren tsai

HEIGHT : 170cm / 5′7

BLOOD TYPE : B

PERSONALITY !

POSITIVE : hardworking, diligent, empathetic, caring

NEGATIVE : insecure, sensitive, impatient, obsessive

FUN FACTS !

she was a trainee under sm entertainment for 11 years before moving to p nation

her audition song for sm was fire by 2ne1

ranked first during ivy league, making her the leader

almost gave up on being an idol before being selected to be in ivy

she helped compose songs during her time at sm

[slversoul]

* lauren tsai, cis female + she/her | you know ramona pei, right? they’re twenty-three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, eight years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to can i believe you by fleet foxes like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool while your lungs are screaming for air, the muffle of a tv from behind a closed door at 3am, ripping your dress as you crawl into your friends window thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is march 6, so they’re a pisces, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( corny :D  )

also sorry this got so long :(( really meant to shorten it but uh oh well. let’s get into it shall we...  

TW: blood mentions, violence, arson, emotional manipulation, cheating, absentee parenting, parental fighting

ABOUT.

in her hand, ramona held an antique vase, white with blue detailing. passed down from generation to generation, it had been in her family for decades. not wanting to drop it, she held it as tightly as possible. held so tight that it shattered anyway, breaking into hundreds of pieces that cut her hand as they fell.

a trip to china to celebrate graduating college despite having two children in between, patti met a man and had a short-lived but passionate affair, only to return home to find out she was pregnant.  

in the middle of a storm, ramona was born into a home longer than it was tall. patti gave her her father’s last name, some shallow attempt to connect her to a man and culture she didn’t know. 

ramona’s early years float through her mind like a montage of memories. rolling in the dirt and eating worms. climbing up the trees that shadowed the driveway to their house, jumping from branch to branch. cutting her doll’s hair before cutting her own to match. the first meeting of patti’s new boyfriend. his hairy belly hanging out of his white wife beater as he fell asleep on the couch with the tv on.

patti loved her children. she loved trent, shirley, and ramona with her whole heart, but she was tired. working all day and all night, it was hard to keep tabs on them at all times. the three of them woke up early every morning, singing as they packed lunches, and they kept up with their chore wheel, and they ran barefoot for hours in the woods behind their house.

she first learned to swim in a grimmy lake a couple miles from her house. she’d sit on the bike with trent as he took them there. she jumped right in and paddled her arms until she learned to stay afloat. she’d go under and swim deeper and deeper until her siblings were screaming her name. she’d come up and laugh, knowing that her siblings cared for her.

her first friend was debbie. they were inseparable. holding hands on the playground. playing hopscotch after school. swimming in the lake by her house. as the days went on, debbie made new friends. less and less she was at ramona’s house, eating peanut butter sandwiches trent had made. a thursday afternoon, ramona stole a hershey’s bar from the gas station — deb’s favorite candy. after her mom tucked her in, she snuck out and ran to her friend’s, still in her pjs. she threw rocks at the window, and one was thrown a bit too hard, shattering the window. debbie’s screams woke the whole neighborhood. the cops were called. while she was escorted home, ramona was crying the whole time, confused as to what she did wrong. all she wanted to do was win her friend back.

she felt like she didn’t belong. she’d cut up pictures of her favorite actresses and paste pictures of her own face over theirs, hanging those portraits all over the walls of the house. if she lived like the characters on the tv, she would have to be real. that was real life. there were times when everything felt perfect. the feeling of relief that comes from placing the last piece in a puzzle. snapshot memories like sitting at the table with her siblings, swinging her feet because her legs were too small to hit the ground. her first kiss underneath the slide. running with her friend, crayons in hand as they doodled along the walls. she was inclined to freeze these memories, trying to prolong them and make them last forever.

so when trent left for college, ramona, 13 at the time, hugged him so tight and wouldn’t let go. her mother and sister had to pry her off of him, and she scratched him so hard she drew blood in the process. or when her first boyfriend broke up with her and two weeks later he had a new girlfriend. she took her nail polish and wrote ‘cunt’ on his locker, earning herself a week-long suspension. shirley only congratulated her. her mother was at work. her step-father was passed out on the couch.

she acclimated to high school easily with shirley there to guide her. but she quickly made her own friends. tamra’s parents were hardly home. her house served as homebase. ramona’s parents didn’t realize when she left. they were too busy screaming at each other over the static of the tv. she’d slip out and run to tamra’s, climbing into the window left open. they’d put makeup on like their favorite movie character and get in their nicest dresses, before meeting their girlfriends and boyfriends in the parking lot of the abandoned walmart, making a competition out of who could get the drunkest. they would head home and four or five of them would pile into tamra’s bed and sleep there until late afternoon.

ramona’s first serious relationship was russell. she swore they were in love until she caught him making out with someone else at a bonfire. she pushed him over and ran into the woods. two weeks later, they were back together. he was her dream guy. not even nicholas sparks could write a lead so romantic. he kept pushing her and pushing her because he knew she wouldn’t let go. until one night she got so mad that she smashed in the windows of his car and sliced up the leather interior. fits of rage were rare for her, but when they came around, they were all consuming. she was lucky he didn’t press charges. 

life was a whirlwind of change the summer before sophomore year. shirley was packing up for college. patti was getting a divorce and moving them to irving, her hometown. ramona locked herself in her room. she wouldn’t come out for anything. the next day, when she still wouldn’t leave, shirley broke into her room, only to find it empty with the window wide open. a town-wide manhunt ensued, only to find her hiding up in a tree in the woods. 

even though she was back home, she wasn’t really there. she wouldn’t speak. didn’t speak until the day shirley moved away to go to college. 

 despite her reservations, she liked irving. she had never seen the ocean before. ramona stepped up to the shore and looked out at the horizon. peace washed over her as the waves lapped at her ankles. there was a sense of security in feeling so small. she took to swimming in the ocean rather than the lake, searching for sea creatures big and small to befriend.

the tv was always on at their house. her mom couldn’t stand the quiet and neither could she. the house was empty with three less booming voices. ramona clung to her friends, using them as an escape for everything she didn’t want to think about.

surrounded by all of these people, she still felt alone, isolated, like they only loved a certain version of her. when her and patti left to meet trent to visit shirley at school, she cried the whole trip, thinking her friends would talk about her while she was gone, and that they would be closer when she wasn’t there.

but she seemed to always be there, forcing her way into every plan and every activity rather than be left out. it was suffocating, but she was usually kind, so people put up with her.

there were always the times she wasn’t kind. when she’d make passive aggressive comments about what a bitch someone was because they didn’t want her using their favorite eyeshadow. or when someone said they wanted space and she went on a tirade about how horribly they treated her because she didn’t want them to leave her -- a reactionary measure that always seemed to make everything worse. but then she would act out her favorite television episodes for her friends and they would laugh and clap along, forgetting her desperate attempts to fight change. 

she couldn’t follow in her siblings footsteps. siblings she hardly hears from anymore, but desperately tries to reach out to. she stayed home and got a job as a swim instructor and a lifeguard in the summer. she sells handmade jewelry on the side. she’s floating and untethered, waiting to see where the tide carries her, only wanting to make fun memories from now until the end of time. 

PERSONALITY. 

um she’s a bit horrible? her heart is always in the right place and her intensions are good. she romanticizes literally everything. she wants to be loved so badly that she will look past any and all flaws <3. she often acts out because she is scared of losing her friends, and so she’ll be rude and passive aggressive. she wants them to feel like they need her more than she needs them. it’s all a weird power move in a way to keep her friends close. consumed by fomo. sometimes she can be outright mean and aggressive, but she really has to be pushed to her limit. doesn’t ever see what she’s doing as wrong. her older siblings were more of parents to her than her actual parents, and since they were all within 5 years of each other in age, her siblings never disciplined her because they were all immature. she is playful and untamed and just likes to do things because she can’t sit still. can always be found hanging out with friends and doing arts in crafts, or climbing rocks or swimming in the ocean. 

HEADCANONS.

she can’t get rid of things. her windowsill is lined with empty makeup bottles and empty deodorants and flowers in old wine bottles. she wears clothes until they literally fall apart. she has a million posters and pictures covering every space of her walls and ceiling. her room is a collection of her life with piles of clothes on her desk chair and bras and sweaters hanging from door handles.

for three months, she wore a bathing suit every day. some days it was under regular clothes and others it was the only thing she wore. she liked it and thought it was fashionable. it was how she was most comfortable.

she can’t drive! only rides her bike!

only wears dresses now <3

cannot sleep without the tv on! likes to hear voices lull her to sleep and inspire her dreams.

speaking of dreams, she has a whole notebook filled with the time she decided to analyze dreams for fun. has a notebook per passion she wants to explore. is always trying new things or researching new things to try to find her forever interest, not coming to terms that she wants to run wild forever and live like a witch in the woods, completely unburdened by anything.

she has a scar on her knee and the palm of her hand. she was hiking up a waterfall with friends one time, and got dared to climb up some slippery rocks. needless to say, she fell and cut herself badly.

she likes laughing and running and swimming. she likes posters and nail polish and cozy comforters. she dislikes being confined indoors and people who go out of their way to be mean and rainy days. she dislikes the color orange and words she can’t pronounce and learning from a textbook. she likes bikes and she doesn’t like cars. she likes anyone with kind eyes.

[irvinghq]

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* lauren tsai, cis female + she/her | you know ramona pei, right? they’re twenty-three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, eight years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to can i believe you by fleet foxes like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool while your lungs are screaming for air, the muffle of a tv from behind a closed door at 3am, ripping your dress as you crawl into your friends window thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is march 6, so they’re a pisces, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( corny :D  )

[folklore-rp]

✧ THE WORST THING THAT I EVER DID WAS WHAT I DID TO YOU...

Name: Jamie Levine (she/her) Birthday: November 29, 1967 (22) Faceclaim: Lauren Tsai

✧ BEFORE SUMMER 1989

All about their aesthetic, they were Instagram influencer before Instagram was a concept, with a well loved family in town and a father who founded Stephen’s Movie Theater. They spent their Sundays at Holy Grounds Coffee drinking hot tea in the summer and were known for always having a camera slung around their neck. Living in the moment was their specialty and they rarely thought about the future, including pushing off any questions about what they planned to do with their life. Why did it matter, when they had right now? Their lack of taking things seriously and having a plan left them one of the last people from their youth to get out of Nowhere, trying their hand in New York as a photographer and aspiring filmmaker before returning home to help their father run the theater. They always wondered what their life would have been like if they’d done things differently, but why did it matter, they were happy right? {This role must be played by a female presenting fc}

✧ AFTER SUMMER 1989

To this day in 2020, Jamie Levine can still be found wearing her Levi’s and hanging out at Stephen’s Movie Theater, as she inherited and took over her father’s business. Surely, Jamie did do the whole small town goodbye, college try after the summer events of 1989, taking a leap into her obsessive quality over film, music, and photography and moving to the city that never sleeps in order to completely immerse herself in that world. It was a fun, fancy free life she had there, where she did most of her growing up and finding out who she was and what she was passionate about it. However, after a couple years, she quickly learned that her devoted special interests were just that - and in fact, she actually despised living in New York City. Nothing against the city, one of those ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ situations. She just missed living in her ol’ hometown of Nowhere, USA, and even if that might bring some judgement from her family or friends, Jamie didn’t care and followed her gut anyway.

Throughout the years, Jamie’s dating life was always on and off, jokingly blaming it on poor timing and chemistry. She never ended up getting married. Not that she’s against it. She just never found the right person - or maybe she’d already lost them. As by this point she’s been in town for years, Jamie didn’t think twice on accompanying her older sister to My Tears Ricochet’s funeral, as they were best friends since childhood. Though, she didn’t realize the amount of familiar faces she’d be running into again. This began to bring back past regrets, asking herself questions of ‘what if’ and thinking about all the opportunities she possibly missed out on. And now - Jamie’s back in 1989 all over again. But this time, things are different. Jamie has herself convinced that she truly doesn’t know anything - even when she does - but this time she knows she’s going to take her chances and not things end up like they did before.

✧ PERSONALITY

+ cheeky, amiable, passionate - impulsive, tactlessness, inability to commit

✧ CONNECTIONS

CARDIGAN: A long term secret romance bloomed between these two unlikely friends but when Cardigan went to college and they stayed in town, despite the whispered promises they made, it never felt concrete. After having a summer fling with August only for Cardigan to return for summer break, Betty planned to apologize at Cardigan’s house party before they left for school again, but the moment never came.

AUGUST: August visited The Lakes only one summer and they both felt a connection instantly. Their short lived entanglement was filled with laughter, long drives, bottles of wine, and talking under the stars. August having lived a sheltered life led to Betty being their first everything, and though Betty was never theirs to lose, August was much more in love with the relationship than the other. 

SEVEN: Unlikely friends, the pair were acquaintances in high school and since many people left town for college they hung out a few times here and there. After Betty spent a night complaining and venting to Seven over their home blended teas and fermented alcoholic drinks, the two impulsively did shrooms in The Woods together. Though this caused Betty to miss Cardigan’s back-to-college goodbye party and their planned apology, it left them with a long standing friendship. Seven never left Nowhere and Betty moved back after time away; they’ve been odd friends ever since.

[thefleetingdreamswrites]

PROJECT UNDERGROUND 

BASICS:

FULL NAME: jessica ohara  AGE: twenty-two  GENDER: cis female  PRONOUNS: she/her SEXUALITY: demiromantic demisexual BIRTHDAY: october 3rd  HEIGHT: 5′10 BLOOD TYPE: b

FACE CLAIM: lauren tsai

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: whimsical, cryptic, calm NEGATIVE TRAITS: unsociable, quite, blank

FUN FACTS:

ELEMENT: water SEASON: spring  ARCANA: temperance ALIGNTMENT: chaotic neutral  HOGWARTS HOUSE: ravenclaw AVATAR ELEMENT: fire  AESTHETIC: umbrellas covered in rain drops, steam from black coffee, oversized jumpers, black high tops, tightly leather dresses, flickering neon lights, gently breeze, smell of the pathment after it rains, fog in a windom.  THEME SONG: beanth the mask 

FACTS: 

☔️ a girl who wanders around the electric city aimlessly. not many people known about her but there is an air of mystery that comes with her. 

☔️tend to always find her holding an umbrella over her head- rain or no rain. some believe that she is a vampire. others think that she is mainly just being strange. 

☔️ jessica always talks in riddles, challenging and confusing most that have tried to hold a conversation. 

☔️she is rather content on being on her own. being close to people isn’t something in her way.  

[alwaysbluee]

eight people you want to know better.

Tagged by @ladollyvitam <3

ONE / name / alias. Sophia.

TWO / birthday. September 30th.

THREE / zodiac sign. Libra, but I'm not a huge believer in that stuff, so oh well.

FOUR / height. 5”5

FIVE / hobbies. Reading, writing, editing, sketching (though I'm not the best at it).

SIX / fave color(s). Purple, purple, and purple.

SEVEN / fave books. A Game of Thrones, The Haters, and It.

EIGHT / last song I listened to. “Social Cues” by Cage The Elephant. I've never been so emotionally confused by a song. It makes me feel nostalgic, energized, a little sad---it's perfect. (Also gives me very strong Richard Hendricks vibes ;-))

NINE / last film I watched. The Bronze, probably. And not just because of Thomas. My friend’s a Seb stan and hadn't seen it. ;-p

TEN / inspiration for muse. As of late, Lauren Tsai. I am absolutely enamored with her. She’s a stunning model and an EXTREMELY talented artist. Seriously. She made me want to start drawing again. Her style is so unique and inspired and macabre. Definitely recommend checking her out. <3

ELEVEN / dream job. While I’d love to work in film as a side job, my main goal is to become an ASL interpreter. I'll be taking my second year of it this fall. :-D

TWELVE / meaning behind your url. Seeing as though I’m the only active Thomas Middleditch-centric blog, I thought it'd be appropriate. ;-)

Let's tag...

@theblogthatgoeswrong @the-kinkiest-goblin @retrauxpunk @jareddunn @ronlaflamme @davidhallerdaily @bookmovietvworm @legioned

[instantvintage]

INSTANT VINTAGE RADIO 036 | This week's show is a mix of what I would play if I became a #TerraceHouse cast member in Tokyo, and if Lauren Tsai came back to the show & asked me to spin a dance set for her birthday party! Enjoy! 🏡✨🎶 Artwork by the truest G: GG! ➜ blog.ohgigue.com/ ♬ Tracklist: bit.ly/instantvintageradio036 ▶ INSTANT VINTAGE RADIO explores the timeless soul sounds, future-forward melodies, and marriage of new-school with classic-school flavor, across all genres that inspire the mind while moving the soul. Enjoy. ▶ INSTANT VINTAGE RADIO airs EVERY FRIDAY @ 1PM PST/4PM EST/8PM GMT/SATURDAY 5AM PT on @TraklifeRadio. Listen on Traklife.com or download the mobile app for iOS/Android! ➜ Find the most recent episodes of INSTANT VINTAGE RADIO here: soundcloud.com/instantvintage/sets/compendium "Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use." NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED. I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM ANY RIGHTS TO THESE TRACKS. SHARE. GOOD. MUSIC. 📻✨🎶

[invisibeard]

I believe everybody gets into this industry for a chance to blow something up. This is a 1st birthday celebration video I produced at Aardman Nathan Love for Supercell’s Clash Royale. I would say it went off with a bang! No regrets on the pun...

Executive Creative Director: Joe Burrascano Director: Jim McKenzie Executive Producer: Jon O’Hara Head of Production: James Elio Producer: Jesse Pliska Design: Jim McKenzie, Tim Probert Editor: Anderson Rolf Compositing: Jim McKenzie, Sam Feske, Yi Ju Tsai

Cast Chef: Johnny Calabro

Live Action Production Company: Black Powder Works Executive Producer: Casey Unterman Production Manager: Gina Scott Assistant Director: Rabia Sultana Production Designer: Rocio Giménez Director of Photography: Hunter Herrick Gaffer: Dave Gettens Key Grip: Danny Green Audio Mixer: Johnny Peters SFX Technician: Jeff Moratti Cake Tech: Shelby Cedrone Wardrobe: Jevyn Nelms Make Up: Libby Rose Art Assistants: Valeria De Felice, Colin O’Brien, Lauren Nester