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lolahaurisfw · 9 months ago

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Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir.

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Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

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Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

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Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

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Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

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Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Life Is Strange (2015): Maxine, Chloe.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

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Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini.

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

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Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

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Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

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Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

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Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

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Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

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tade-imagines · 4 months ago

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Whispering Raindrops - Jeno Lee

Y/N got off the vehicle after a long day at work, their eyes instantly looking up at the sky. It was pouring lightly that day, as it had been in the past few days – it was the rainy season after all – that’s why they brought an umbrella with them today.

Still, they figured their house was close enough. They’d just have to walk a few meters and it won’t even take a minute, so, Y/N kept the umbrella closed at their side, briskly walking into the rain with their eyes squinted to prevent water from invading them.

For a bit, splashing was heard as their shoes ran through the wet ground, only stopping when they reach the door of a small house enveloped in nature, their house with their fiancé.

“Jeno, I’m home-“ Y/N calls out a bit with a faint chuckle to themselves, looking around at the dark house, the season really made the surrounding area so gloomy and bleak and it’s been affecting them along with it.

They start to take off their coat, scrunching their nose when they realize how wet it is and putting it away. It looked rather unappealing with big blobs of dark spots where the rain had hit them on the way to their place, they noted that they’d need to clean in properly later, after all, it was a gift Jeno had given them on their birthday a few years ago.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at the memory as they let their body fall on the sofa nearby.

It was the year they moved in the house together. They had been fresh graduates from their colleges some years prior and had been working their asses off to support themselves financially.

To their surprise, their work had borne more money than they thought it would and they were soon excitedly discussing all they could do about their finances together.

The dates they couldn’t go on back when they were broke college kids were now coming to life.

They went to a couple zoos, went to see the sunset on a Ferry and even to various art museums where they bathed under the lights of the holograms displaying the seven wonders of the world on the museum’s walls.

Though, they’d have to admit their favorite date was their first.

They didn’t even know each other back then. Y/N just saved some cash from their budget in the last couple weeks and was craving a little exploration around the area.

They initially wanted to head to the carnival to ride the Ferris wheel and play some games but it started to rain and they had to close down for the day.

Coincidentally, they didn’t bring an umbrella that day since they didn’t expect it to rain. Y/N didn’t want to use the remainder of their college budget on transport home – what was the saving up for if they’ll just use it for something so normal?

With a huff of annoyance, the student ducked under the canopy of a random building, shivering a little from the rain soaking their skin. That’s when a small ‘meow’ caught their attention.

Looking down, Y/N noticed a pair of eyes staring at them from inside the building, a curious cat looked up at them and pawed at the window at some of the falling rain droplets. Above the cat lay the sign that said ‘Kitty Café’. Maybe this is what their money would be good for.

Y/N quickly went in and ordered a hot drink to warm themselves up after waiting by the rain so long. With their order in hand, they sat down on one of the floor pillows, staring at the cats around them.

One grey and white cat stared back but none of them approached the young adult and that made them give a visible pout.

“You’re still very wet-“ came a soft whisper, nearly inaudible under the drumming of the rain in the background.

“What?” “You’re dripping water around you, I don’t think the cats appreciate that,” the man elaborates softly, giving a smile that turned his eyes into small crescents and scrunching up his nose a little. He looked sheepish but that was part of what made Y/N giggle and turn to him.

The main thing that caught their eye about him was how much cats surrounded him. There was one nuzzling up to his neck from his shoulder, a couple were sitting against his side – one had their head against his arm – and a few others had squished together to sit on his lap and lay there sleeping.

“Seems like they love you though-“ they point out with a small laugh, motioning to the one he is patting, a contented purr emitting from the fluffy, cream-colored feline.

“Ah- it’s flattering but I’m not familiar with cats-“ his words are cut off when the cat on his shoulder stretches, his eyes widening at the action and his body stiffening and letting out a small squeak unsurely.

With a small laugh, Y/N tilts their head, their wet hair lazily plopping to the side, “I’m Y/N… and you know I’d wanna change places with you right now-“

At the sound of their laughter, the man’s fair skin turns quite pink, giving a crooked grin that made his cheeks pop up a little. “I’m Jeno, maybe you’ll be in my place next time.”

“Next time?”

“Yeah, maybe we can come back when you’re not so wet-“

The two shared a light laugh, their voices soon joining the rain as they strike a conversation.

The rest, as they say, is history.

Remembering the memory fondly, Y/N clutched a blanket to their body with a soft smile, Jeno had wrapped that blanket around them because rainy days tend to get too cold around their home.

“Jeno, I brought my umbrella today like you always reminded me to do-“ they call out before giving a dry laugh as they grab their phone, “But I was too lazy to use it and my jacket got wet again.”

They look up to see Jeno’s face and they purse their lips in thought, their hand unconsciously fiddling with the engagement ring on their finger.

The day they got engaged was also a sudden rainy day, the thought only crossed her mind just then.

Jeno took them to the carnival that day, the carnival near the cat café they first met.

“You said you wanted to ride the Ferris wheel, hm?” Jeno hums to them that afternoon just as they awoke from a long nap, he earned a nod in response.

Jeno gives an adoring chuckle and pecks their nose, giving them a groggy smile, having just woken up as well.

“Get dressed, I’m taking you to your first Ferris Wheel ride,” he softly instructs as he trail his hand up their bare shoulder.

In less than an hour, the two were dressed comfortably and were soon heading to the carnival in Jeno’s car.

Upon arriving, they’d had snacks and were walking around the area hand in hand.

They’d take pictures around the carnival and play games as well. Jeno really tried to get Y/N an overly huge whale plush hanging from one of the stalls, it caught their eye as they were passing it and Jeno instantly hopped to the game and started throwing rings to the bottles.

The plastic rings kept bouncing off the lids and rolling away, much to Jeno’s dismay. It took a lot of convincing from Y/N – and losing half the money on his wallet – to pry him away from the stall.

Sure, their lover couldn’t snatch up a twenty-inch plush but Y/N left that place crying with laughter and Jeno couldn’t ask for anything better.

It was then, in the melodious sound of their laughter that everything clicked for Jeno.

Everything made sense to him, and he knew that his everything is Y/N.

Gently taking their hand, Jeno cupped his lips and mumbled to their ear, “The sun is setting now, love, let’s head over to the Ferris wheel?” he suggests.

Lord, the way their eyes lit up, Jeno knew he’d do anything to make them his forever.

His smile matched theirs as he leads them to the line for the ride and they were soon buzzing with excitement as they await their turn to get in.

‘Plink!’ a water droplet hit a metal railing near them, ‘Plink! Plink! Plink!’.

Soon, more droplets were joining each other and before they knew it, it started raining on the carnival.

“Sorry folks- we can’t resume operation on the Ferris wheel right now-“

Before the carny could finish his announcement, Jeno was already whisking Y/N away, looking around for a spot they can shade themselves in.

Unfortunately for them, the patrons of the carnival all had the same idea and they were scrambling to seek shelter under food stall umbrellas and game stall awnings, leaving no space for the couple as they navigated through the rain.

“Y/N, do you have an umbrella in your bag?” Jeno quickly asks, whipping his eyes to their direction. It took Y/N a moment to remember but soon their eyes widened as they pat the bag on their side, they had forgotten to bring their umbrella, the item left by their house’s door.

How many times had Jeno reminded them of keeping one handy, they’re always forgetting their umbrella after all.

Y/N thought Jeno would be mad… but he wasn’t. He just looked worried as they were slowly getting soaked.

Deciding to continue finding a shade, Jeno slips off his jacket and does his best to shade them both – mostly his lover though – from the rain.

“Follow my lead, okay?” he softly calls out as he makes them hold one side of the jacket, his firm arms wrapping around their waist – the action seemingly so natural, like his arms always belonged around them.

Y/N could only nod as they stare and their beloved’s face, there was a frown adorning it, his brows furrowed in determination to get them out the rain. He looked handsome, but that’s not why they fell for the man more in that moment.

The fact that he was putting all his effort to get Y/N out the rain only reinforced to them that he is the one for them.

It takes a few moments, but Jeno had pulled them between two pillars in a nearby building. Being decorative, they had nowhere to go. They were trapped between the pillars with their chests nearly touching with how little space there is.

Panting from all the running and navigating around, the two began to giggle and laugh together at the sudden turn of events.

For most others, this date would have been ruined – they couldn’t ride the Ferris wheel, the one thing they came there to do, and now they’re soaking wet and unable to leave the shade lest they get bombarded by more rain (god knows Jeno won’t let Y/N do that).

As their laughter dies down, their eyes trail up each other and their gazes met.

Faint smiles adorned their faces from their laughter and, to each other, that made them the most beautiful person on Earth, regardless of them dripping water all over the place or not.

A sudden flash – maybe lightning, maybe there wasn’t anything at all and the two just felt a spark – but the two were soon on a lip lock, their hands roughly moving to hold and feel each other as their lips crashed together in a bruise-giving manner.

As Y/N whined against the man, their hands tightly gripping at the man’s damp locks, they hear a faint call, “Wait…”

Jeno, despite being the needier one in the kiss, pulled away and looked at their lover, “I… I can’t do this.”

Y/N could feel their heart drop as the words leave their mouth, “What do you mean?”

“I can’t keep kissing you like this without you being mine?”

They furrowed their brows in confusion, “I am yours, am I not?”

Jeno only chuckles and shakes his head, moving back as much as he can from Y/N, at least as much as he can in the area they have.

He puts his hands on his pocket as his cheeks began to glow a light shade.

The next thing she realized was that the man is getting down on one knee, offering a petite ring to her.

The ring, although simple, had an infinity symbol in the middle that was surrounded by numerous gems of their favorite color. There was not much sunlight but the ring shined so brightly in their eyes, almost as much as the man that was holding the ring.

“Y/N, you’re my forever and my always. My sunlight in the rain, my comfort, my home and my world… but it isn’t enough for me that I can hold you in my arms and kiss you like I did every day… so I ask you, will you please be mine and mine only?” Jeno speaks out – for once his voice is all serious and loud. He tilts his head, motioning to the ring in his finger with a fond smile, “Let me love you more and more every day. Let me be the only man who can.”

Y/N was soon sputtering and crying, their tears drenching their cheeks that were just starting to dry from the rain.

In their crying spell, they had somehow uttered the words, “Yes, I will be yours,” and Jeno was soon standing up, hugging them close whispering sweet nothings into their ears in an attempt to comfort them or at least calm them down.

Though through the tears, Y/N smiled, knowing that they can now call Jeno their fiancé.

Despite the pounding rain, Jeno’s whispers echoed louder in their mind.

Back in their living room, Y/N continued to shift around their engagement ring.

By this time, months later, the ring is still as pretty as the day Jeno slipped it on their finger, though the gems were now less shiny, they never stopped loving the jewelry their beloved gave.

A small sneeze from Jeno resounds in the room.

“Bless you-“ Y/N said, making their mind buffer for a moment, them saying that became a force of habit even when they’re spacing out, sometimes it shocks them that their body easily reacts to sneezes that way.

They suppose it started the days after they got engaged.

Y/N insisted that they go back home since it’s still raining and Jeno already did what he came here to do.

The man shakes his head, mouth in a thin line, “No, love, I took you here to ride the Ferris wheel with you, and I’m not leaving until we do that, okay?” he hums, voice once again soft, as he caresses their hands, one of the fingers now showing off a newly gifted ring.

They really tried to talk Jeno out of it, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Besides, it’s raining, we shouldn’t go anywhere until it stops,” with his point taken, they waited.

When the rain completely stopped, Jeno enthusiastically dragged them off to the direction of the Ferris wheel.

Even the carny was so confused how eager the man seemed to get on the ride, he even willing to wait half an hour to let it dry enough.

Nonetheless, they spent the end of the day perfectly.

Jeno and Y/N were riding the Ferris wheel, the man being able to keep his word to his dearest fiancé as they watched the sun set from the top of the ride, their forms bathed in the orange hues of the last rays of the sun.

The kiss they shared that day was nothing like they’ve ever had before, because now they know that their futures are intertwining together.

“ACHOO!”

The next few days came and Jeno was running a fever and a cold.

Y/N got rather worried as he couldn’t get out of bed at all and his temperature was at an all-time high.

What worried them more was this lasted for quite a while.

“Love, don’t worry, I’m fine-“ Jeno calls out as he squeeze’s Y/N’s hand.

They had taken it upon themselves to bring Jeno to the couch downstairs, everything was more accessible for them both there and they thought Jeno could use a little exercise after being bedridden for a while.

“Fine? Jeno, you can barely stand without my help-“ they laugh out, masking the worry in their tone.

“I’m just being dramatic, Y/N,” he whispers out as they reach the bottom step, “I’ve always had a weak immune system, you know?”

His fiancé could only roll their eyes before grunting as they hauled Jeno to the sofa, laying him down so he’s comfortable.

They had placed a few pillows and blankets there beforehand so it was easy to set him down comfortably.

“Do you need anything, darling?” they softly call out, biting their lip as Jeno clutches the blanket to his body, panting a bit from the strain on his body.

The man gives out a tired smile and nods, pointing to his lips, obviously asking for a kiss from his fiancé, he did say kisses always made him feel better.

This made Y/N snort and shake their head, “Jeno! You’re sick- I’m not going to kiss you and risk being sick too,” they point out but presses a quick peck to the man’s forehead, “If I get sick, who will take care of you?”

Jeno pouts a little at their words but nods in understanding, uttering a few words of agreement that was drowned out from the rain and thunder outside, his voice barely a whisper.

“Thank you, now… I’m heading to the kitchen to make some soup, okay? Stay put,” they instruct to their beloved as they turn to another room.

Jeno tried his best to watch them go, peeking from under his blanket, but his eyes were already drooping.

One look behind them told Y/N that the man was cuddled up in his blanket, fast asleep.

They coo and turn to the slowly boiling pot, Jeno always said he grows sick on rainy days, it’s why he doesn’t go out often, Y/N didn’t know how to help if it’s that normal, but maybe them cooking some chicken noodle soup could help him, even a little.

Their ring glints on their finger as they cut vegetables to add to the pot. They couldn’t help but feel giddy.

This made them look back on the couch where Jeno still lay, asleep with a soft smile on his features.

He was in no means a small man, but he looked so tiny and cute wrapped up in his blanket in the couch, this only made Y/N want to put him in their pocket and never let go.

‘How can a man be so handsome and cute at the same time?’ they thought to themselves, smiling brightly as it, once more, dawns on them that this man will be marrying them soon.

Y/N is taken out of their thoughts when they notice that the soup nearly boiled over the pot, signaling that it’s close to being cooked. They lowered the stove fire before covering the pot a bit.

Since it was nearly cooked, they supposed they should wake Jeno up so he can eat soon.

Though, to their surprise, their fiancé shivering, hands holding his blanket tighter.

A hint of worry crossed Y/N’s eyes.

“Jeno… the soup is almost here,” the bent over to whisper to him, “You seem cold, I’ll just grab a second blanket-“

Before Y/N could even make a move, Jeno reached out and easily tugged them down, their body sprawling over his.

“What-“

“Shhh, don’t move, you’re already giving me more warmth,” he whispers out, opening one eye to peek at them when they squeaked.

Jeno was half asleep, his voice husky and his eyes barely opened, but everything about his screamed one thing, ‘Stay’.

Who could say no to such a face? Y/N couldn’t.

They just nodded and laid their head on where Jeno’s chest would be under the blankets.

The person couldn’t help but giggle when they looked up at their fiancé and he was giving out an accomplished smile at making them stay.

Before anything could happen, Y/N leans forward, lightly pressing their lips against Jeno’s.

The man stiffens a little from shock, smile wavering when his mouth falls agape, his cheeks turned a bit flushed and this time it wasn’t because of the fever.

“I thought no kissing because I’m sick?” he asks out, voice ever as soft against the drizzle happening outside.

“I won’t get sick, this is just one kiss,” they hum out a reply before leaning forward.

A second kiss.

A third kiss.

Maybe more.

Though Y/N never did get sick from kissing him that much, no?

Like in the day they met, light chuckles mixed with the sound of the rain.

God, rainy days always made them reminisce, it was always the rainy days.

Though this time, only Y/N’s laughter came.

Tears prickled their eyes as they stared at their phone, a smiling Jeno looking back at them.

Please… they just wanted to hear his laughter for a while.

Despite the aching in their heart, Y/N went head and pressed play on the video.

“Hey, Y/N! Maybe it’s been a while- ahaha-“ Jeno sheepishly calls out.

Just the sound of his voice made them want to brawl.

His voice was ever so cheerful and bright despite his tone being faint, practically whispering.

The dark circles under his eyes were a huge contrast to his sickly pale skin, yet he still was – is – the most handsome man they have ever set eyes on.

“This is pretty weird… you’re sleeping in the other room but I’m still addressing you here-“ the man chuckles, smiling so much that his eyes turn into crescents.

He soon winces though; his smile having caused pressure against the tubes sticking out of his nose.

“Sorry I’m filming with the tubes on,” he gives off a sad smile this time, his fingers gently running along its rubber, now made aware of his unsightly impediment.

“I know it bothers you… it just… reminds you of how little time we have left together-“ the man hums out, trying to smile but his voice cracked subtly, something only people who’ve known him for years can point out.

“But I need it to talk to you right now, love… I need it to spend the remainder of my time loving you.”

By this time, Y/N’s eyes were glistening as their body threatens to wrack with sobs.

Even in his last moments, Jeno was thinking of them.

“Oh! Look-“ the man was interrupted by a sudden cough, shaking his head and giving a reassuring smile to the camera.

“Look, Y/N, it’s raining again…” he whispers as he turns the camera to the window beside him.

The video was a bit blurry but they could see the water droplets painting the glass.

“It’s so pretty… maybe we should dance under the rain next time instead of just running to find shade,” he suggests out, but they could both tell that wasn’t possible.

“O-or maybe we can just stay inside and race raindrops, that sounds good, no?” Jeno laughs a little, but it was cut short when his voice gets caught in his throat, making him take a long breath to compose himself.

“We could also eat some of the chicken noodle soup you make,” he hums as he leans his head on the window, careful not to bother the tubes as his cheeks being smooshed a little.

Being honest, Y/N hadn’t made that soup since then… they hated how every sip of it reminded them of when Jeno was huddled up in a blanket, frailly lifting his spoon to his near-white lips.

He’d always compliment them after and they suppose it made them feel a little better.

“You never believe me but I really think the soup is helping me feel better- it’s almost as warm as when you hug me, though I can barely stay awake those times-“ another chuckle. How can a happy sound make Y/N’s heart ache so much?

Jeno sighs as he turns his head, a fond smile grazing his lips, a loving one Y/N would always see when they looked into his eyes.

“God, you’re so beautiful… I can never tell you this enough but even back then, being soaked in that cat café, you were so… so gorgeous…” he mumbles, biting his lip as his eyes glossed over with tears.

“I mean… you’re just asleep, turning on your mattress and I-“ he takes a sharp breath, unable to look at the camera for a moment, “I’m just so lucky to have you in my life.”

“Oh fuck- why am I being all sentimental-“ he tries to humor out, but his voice is broken, he sniffs a little, difficult with the rubber stuck on his nose, as he wipes the corner of his eyes.

“I don’t- I don’t even know why I’m making this, Y/N,” he laughs out, his fingers running through his hair as he gives a smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“I don’t know if you’ll ever find this-“ he gives another sniff, “I hope you never find this-“ and he gives another laughter, this one dry and sarcastic.

“Because I’m not ready to say goodbye.”

Y/N has watched the video a few times now, but that doesn’t stop the whimper from escaping their lips, hand clasped around their mouth to silence their cries – tears running down their cheeks.

A small yawn is heard in the video – their yawn.

Jeno looks over. His gaze softens as he gives out a long exhale, puffing his cheeks out in a futile attempt to not let the tears out.

“What am I saying, love?” he mumbles, more to himself as he shakes his head.

Jeno flashes a smile to the camera despite the teary eyes he has, “Look… um- cook a bit more soup and I’ll be right as rain…” he laughs, fingers tapping against the cool glass.

His voice – though still a weak whisper – was now more confident and determined.

“When I’m better, let’s go on more dates. Ride the Ferris wheel more…” he hums out happily.

“Let’s prepare the best vows we can for our wedding, hm?”

“Then… let’s get married soon and let’s stay in this house so we can grow old together…”

“Let’s grow old loving each other, okay?”

“Okay.” Y/N finally speaks as the video ends, but they know that didn’t happen.

They curl up, unable to keep the pain any longer.

Through the tears, the engagement ring glints. Just a reminder of plans they couldn’t meet.

Although his words echoed in their head, Jeno is gone.

His voice nothing more than whispering raindrops in the wind.

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onenakedfarmer · 25 days ago

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THE 8 SHOW [더 에이트 쇼] Han Jae-rim Korea, 2024

#watching #Han Jae-rim #Ryu Jun-yeol #Chun Woo-hee #Park Jeong-min #Lee Yul-eum #Park Hae-joon #Lee Zoo-young #Moon Jeong-hee #Bae Seong-woo #Korean television #2024

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The Entertainer - Track 10 - Let's Make the Most of It

Summary: Set in the 70s, Sky Jones, a young woman from L.A., meets Harry Styles, an up-and-coming musician and frontman for the band Wildfire. Told in first person from Sky’s point of view, she shares her journey and what it’s like to fall for a rockstar.

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It was a zoo backstage, people zipping back and forth to prepare for Wildfire’s two final shows of their west coast tour. Halo and I helped with whatever we could, but mostly tried to stay out of everybody’s way. The buzz in the air was contagious though, as music rang through the hallway.

“Livin’ on rock-n-roll music Never worry ‘bout the things we were missing When we got up on the stage and got ready to play Everybody’d listen.”

“So did Lee ever apologize?” asked Halo as she bit into her hamburger.

I joined her at the table with a plate of my own, where I spread mayonnaise on the bun.

“Indirectly,” I replied. “Harry said he apologized to him and everything’s okay now.”

“For the sake of the band, I’m sure.”

“Yeah. But I’m fine with it. I don’t wanna be the one to come between them. Plus it means the ban has been lifted.”

Halo nodded as she chewed.

“Not like I was following it anyway,” she chuckled.

“Halo? We haven’t really talked about it…but what is your plan when they leave? We can’t exactly follow them all around the world.”

Halo paused for a moment, then swallowed and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

“If Mitch were to ask me, I’d go. But he hasn’t asked.”

“Oh.”

“Why?” Halo lifted her burger. “Has Harry asked you?”

I shook my head.

“It’s just as well,” she said. “I mean, what are we gonna do, be groupies forever? We have to make a living.”

I picked at my own hamburger, my appetite suddenly gone.

“Sorry, Sky. I know you hate that word. I don’t really consider you a groupie.”

“I know,” I replied softly. “And you’re right.”

“Excuse me,” I suddenly heard a voice say behind me. A female voice, with a British accent.

I turned around to see a pretty girl who looked around my age. She wore a long burgundy coat with fur trim, and a pair of matching lace-up boots. Her shoulder-length hair was the kind of brown that I always wished mine would be, like it had been sun drenched and dipped in a vat of caramel, then painted in even strokes with wine.

“Can we help you?” asked Halo.

“I hope so. Can you tell me where I might find Harry Styles?”

“Maybe,” Halo replied smugly. “Who are you?”

She didn’t have to give her name. I knew exactly who she was.

“Just an old friend,” she smiled.

Halo glared at me, waiting for a response or the go-ahead. But no words escaped my lips. I simply stared at her, my ass glued to my chair.

“Well old friend,” Halo smirked, “Harry and the rest of the band just finished rehearsal and they went to the hotel to get ready for tonight.”

“Oh, of course. Well…I’ll just try to catch him after the show, then. Cheers!”

“Who was that?” Halo mouthed at me as I watched the back of the other girl’s head leave the room.

I released a deep breath and shut my eyes. This couldn’t be happening.

“Pretty sure that was Pippa,” I mumbled.

“Pippa?” Halo gasped. “The Pippa?”

I nodded with a groan as I put my elbows on the table and rested my head on my hands.

“What is she doing here?”

“I’m assuming she wants to see Harry.”

“She came all the way from England?”

I shrugged. “I guess.”

“She’s really pretty.”

“Shut up, Halo.”

“Sorry.”

I gulped as I stared down at my uneaten hamburger.

“I’m gonna go back to the room,” I announced as I rose from my seat.

“But you’re already dressed,” argued Halo, gesturing to the outfit I’d changed into earlier.

“I know. I just need…solitude for a little while.”

Though I tried to take a nap, I couldn’t. I kept seeing Pippa’s face behind my eyelids, hearing the ring of her accent in my ears. I finally had an image to put with Harry’s description of the night Simon died, when she’d confessed she had feelings for him. There was no doubt she was beautiful, and it was a wonder Harry had been able to resist her at all.

Finally giving up on sleep, I rose from the bed and freshened up before making my way back to the venue. Halo practically ran to me when she saw me coming down the hall and had to stop fast when she reached me.

“Harry was looking for you,” she said nearly out of breath.

“What’d you tell him?”

“That you’d gone to rest.”

“Where is he now?”

“In there,” she pointed to a closed door at the end of the hall.

“She hasn’t come back, has she?” I asked quietly.

“Nope.”

I knocked gently on the door before entering, though there was no need to. Peeking my head in, I saw Harry sitting on a chair with his guitar. His eyes lit up when he saw me which made me feel a hundred times better instantly.

“Hi!” he greeted, standing up and setting his guitar on the sofa beside him.

“Hi. You were looking for me?”

“Yeah.”

Shutting the door behind me, I leaned back against it.

“What’d you need?”

Harry grinned as he stepped closer to me, taking my hands.

“You.”

“Me?”

He blinked and nodded slowly, tilting his head until his lips met mine. I stared at him breathlessly when they separated, my heart racing in my chest.

“Well…what can I do for you?”

Harry chuckled. “Nothin’. You just did it. Just wanted to see you before I went on stage.”

“Oh,” I smiled. “Well, that’s nice.”

He bit his lip as his eyes roamed my body.

“You look beautiful,” he said, his fingers grazing my shoulder as he pushed my hair back.

Pippa who? I thought to myself as my heart beat faster.

Halo and I watched the show from the side of the stage, where we could see the audience. I spotted the blonde girl - the toe stomper and her friend on the front row. I let my eyes peruse the area for Pippa, but I never came across her.

It felt a little bittersweet, watching Wildfire and knowing they only had one more show before heading east. I began to wonder what I would say if Harry did ask me to come along. It was ridiculous, wasn’t it? I couldn’t go on tour with him. I was a California girl, and other than traveling the coast to see a few bands, I had never left my home state.

Finishing one of my favorite songs, Harry returned his microphone to the stand and looked over at me. When our eyes met, he smiled his dimpled smile before introducing the next tune, the final song of the evening. The crowd went wild, cheering and singing along to their biggest hit. I was quickly reminded of the show in Chula Vista at the honky tonk when no one knew their songs yet. I thought of the time Harry and I had shared since then. I thought of our conversation the other night in my bedroom.

“I am the entertainer I’m here to do my show You’ve heard my latest record It’s been on the radio…”

As much as I would insist that he was indeed a rockstar, I understood what he meant about being an entertainer. He was entertaining everyone in that room with his charisma, his talent and his love for music.

The band gathered backstage after the concert, the energy still filling the room and bouncing off the walls. Harry found me in the middle of the hallway and picked me up and spun me around. I giggled as he set me down and planted a big fat kiss on my mouth.

“That felt great!” he exclaimed. “Think that might’ve been the best show we’ve ever done.”

“Yeah, it w-“

“It was brilliant,” a voice interrupted me.

I froze. I knew she was coming back after the show, but a part of me had hoped she’d changed her mind. I saw Harry’s face before I saw hers, his eyes wide, his expression incredulous as he released me from his arms.

“Pippa?”

“Hello, Harry.”

“Pi- wha’…what are you doing here?”

“Well, I…” she paused, her gaze shifting. “I came to see you.”

“Oh.”

Pippa grinned. “I would ask how you’ve been, but that concert gave me the answer. Good job, Harry. I always knew you’d make it.”

Harry swallowed nervously. “Thanks.”

Looking around the room again, Pippa licked her lips.

“Think we could go somewhere to talk?”

“Um…” Harry looked from Pippa to me, then back to her.

Suddenly feeling like a third wheel, I spoke up.

“Go,” I said, touching his arm. “Catch up with your friend.”

“Are you sure? You don’t mind?”

I smiled at his concern, though I was faking it the best I could.

“Go. She came all this way.”

“Thanks. I’ll um…”

I nodded. “Just call my room when you get to yours. I’ll meet you.”

As I gave him a kiss on the cheek, I heard Pippa say “Thanks, love,” though I wasn’t sure if it was meant for me or Harry.

I walked towards Halo at the end of the hall, and she whispered to me with a nudge.

“You okay?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I’m assuming you’re staying with Mitch tonight?”

“Yeah.”

I nodded. “Okay. See you in the morning.”

Passing Mr. Irving on my way out the door, he gave me a smile and a wave. I returned the wave, but at that moment, I just couldn’t manage to fake another smile.

1AM. I hadn’t heard from Harry yet, and I was getting a little anxious. Trying to distract myself, I played a little guitar, then turned on the television.

2AM. Nothing. The concert had ended three hours ago. Where was he? I considered calling his room, but I couldn’t remember the number. I was being ridiculous anyway. He’d call when he returned.

3AM. Still nothing. Maybe he had actually gotten back but thought I’d be asleep, so he went to sleep himself. Rising from the bed, I grabbed my key and opened my door, determined to find him.

His floor was semi-dark, lit only by dim sconces on the walls. All was quiet except for a low sound that seemed to be coming from further down the hall where I was headed.

Stopping in front of a door, I began to second guess myself. I couldn’t remember which room was Harry’s. Looking between two doors, I tried to recall which one he was staying in. I thought it had been the one on the right, but maybe I had it backwards and it was in fact the one on the left.

Finally sticking with my first choice, I raised my fist to knock, stopping mid-way. I heard the low sound again, but this time it was louder and accompanied by a similar, higher-pitched one. Fuck.

The moans increased, both in speed and volume and there was no doubt someone was having sex on the other side of that door. For a moment I thought maybe I had the wrong room until the male voice said a few words in a British accent. No!

Just as though someone had pushed me, I fell back against the wall. Covering my mouth with my hand, I slid down to the carpet, a river of tears flowing instantly. No, God, No!

Had I any strength in my legs, I would have gotten up off the floor and run as fast as I could. But instead I sat there in a ball, my entire body shaking with sobs, my eyes so full of tears I wouldn’t have been able to see where I was going anyway.

I’m not really sure how long I stayed on that floor. But when I felt like I’d exhausted all the anguish I possibly could, I wiped my face dry and stood up. I stared at the door for a moment, cursing it and the people inside, then I turned and walked slowly to the elevator.

My room was too quiet. Tossing my key on the nightstand, I turned on the radio for company. Normally I wouldn’t have been able to sleep with music, but I needed noise. Something, anything besides the angry voices in my head that kept saying “I told you so.”

“But all in war is so cold You either win or lose When all is put away The losing side I’ll play…”

I let Stevie Wonder soothe me as I changed into my pajamas and crawled into bed. My chest still shook as I gulped back a few more stray tears, until finally I laid completely numb.

“A writer takes his pen To write the words again That all in love is fair.”

I awoke to a knock at the door. Ignoring it, I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but the visitor was persistent, and the knocks continued louder until I finally groaned and went to answer it. Barely opening it enough to stick my head through, I saw Harry standing there, his hands in his pockets.

“Good morning,” he greeted with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Hi.”

“What happened to you last night?”

“What do you mean?”

Harry scratched his head. “Um…well, I rang your room a couple times and you didn’t answer.”

“I had a headache,” I lied, “so I went to sleep.”

“Oh. Do you wanna get breakfast?”

“No, not really.”

“Oh. Um…can I come in?”

“What for?”

Harry blinked, his crestfallen face making me feel a tinge sorry for him.

“Um…to see you. To talk.”

So, he wanted to explain himself, I thought. Fine. With a sigh, I stepped back and let him in my room. Shutting the door, I turned and looked at him. For a moment he didn’t seem like the strong, confident Harry Styles I knew. He looked like a confused little boy.

“What’d you wanna talk about?” I asked, dropping my hands at my sides.

“Something wrong?”

“No,” I replied sharply and a little too quickly.

“Yeah there is. You’re upset.”

“I’m fine, Harry,” I remarked, crossing my arms in defense.

He let out a breath through his nose and sat down on my bed. I remained standing against the wall, not bothering to take one step. I watched as he fidgeted with his rings before raising his eyes to mine.

“Sorry about Pippa,” he said.

“What?”

“I know it made you uncomfortable.”

Uncomfortable? Is that what he’d call it? I blinked back the tears I felt reforming in my eyes.

“I needed to talk to her though. You understand that, right?”

I swallowed hard, feeling dizzy and sick to my stomach. “You talked?”

“Yeah. We sat in the bar well after three. We got everything out on the table. All the resentment, the pain…her feelings towards me. She admitted she’d felt like she had lost Simon long before he died. And when he did, she felt tremendous guilt and didn’t know how to handle it.”

“And you?” I asked softly, afraid of the answer. “Does she still have feelings for you?”

Harry shrugged. “She says she still cares for me. I reckon she might’ve been attracted to me in the beginning, but her love for Simon overrode that. And when he started in on the drugs, she found herself struggling with her emotions.”

I remained silent as he looked down at his hands again.

“Doesn’t matter anyway. We both got the closure we needed. And then I took her to the airport.”

“She’s gone?”

“Yeah. She had an early flight to New York.”

“Oh my God,” I muttered, throwing my head back. What on Earth had I done?

Harry ran a hand down his face, breathing out a heavy sigh.

“I’m so fucking tired, too. Hardly got much sleep,” he complained. “Deacon’s room is next to mine and he’s got some chick in there. They were so loud, I could hear them through the wall. That was when I called you, but you didn’t answer. I almost came down here, but I reckoned you were sleeping, like you said. So I tried to get some sleep myself, but man, those two…fuck.”

“Oh my God, I’m an idiot!” I exclaimed, covering my face with my hands

“What?”

“Harry, I’m so stupid. I thought…oh God.” Lowering my hands, I saw his confused face again. “I went to your room last night. When you hadn’t come back, I went to find you. But I couldn’t remember which room was yours.”

“You thought I was with Pippa.”

I nodded.

“In my room.”

I nodded again, a single tear trickling down my cheek.

“Only you thought Deacon’s room was my room.”

“I couldn’t remember. And I heard the sounds and…”

My chest shook as I drew in a hitched breath.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

Harry shook his head, a kindness in his eyes. Then he held out his hand for me.

“C’mere,” he beckoned softly.

Hesitantly, I took his hand. He pulled me to him where I landed in his lap. I giggled shyly at the sudden contact until I saw the expression on his face. Pushing my hair from my face, he leaned his forehead against mine.

“I hate that you thought that,” he murmured.

“I’m sorry. I was an idiot.”

“Don’t be sorry.”

“I don’t wanna be that girl, Harry.”

“What girl?”

“The jealous type. That’s not me.”

Harry smirked. “Sure it is.”

“No, it’s not! I swear! I’m not clingy.”

“I didn’t say you were clingy.”

“I’m not expecting anything from you, Harry,” I explained.

He stared at me a moment before asking, “Aren’t you?”

“Huh? No.”

With a deep sigh, Harry shifted me from his lap to lay me down on the bed. Then kicking off his shoes, he situated himself above me, his green eyes telling me things I wasn’t sure he was willing to reveal.

“I like you, Sky. I really, really like you,” he admitted. “I’d even go as far as to say I’ve never felt this way…about anyone before.”

A gentle smile grew on my lips and I raised a hand to touch his cheek.

“You’ve…done something to me,” he continued. “Something I can’t really even explain. Because…it’s something I’d never thought I’d feel. We have a special connection, and I don’t take that for granted.”

I bit my lip as I nodded.

“But…I’m in a band. I’m going on the road. Overseas, even. And although I’d love for you to come along, I know it’s unrealistic. You have a life here.”

“I know.”

“There will be other girls, too. Lots of girls, whether I want them or not.”

“I know, Harry. That’s what I was trying to say. I understand.”

Harry blinked as I continued to stroke his unshaven jaw.

“It would be ridiculous for me to expect you to wait for me. So…I can’t…”

“You can’t commit to me,” I answered for him.

“Yeah.”

“I know,” I sighed. “I’m just glad you’re here right now.”

Wildfire’s final west coast show was a party to say the least. The entire backstage area was decorated with good luck signs, and I even saw a few in the audience. The band added their cover of “Honky Tonk Women” to the setlist for fun, and the crowd ate it up.

After the show, Mr. Irving gave a toast, and Harry and I (and probably everyone else) got a little tipsy and ended up giggling up to his hotel room.

“Harry,” I whined when he shut the door behind me. “I should probably go to my room and get my bag.”

“What for?”

I gave a cheeky grin. “My yellow pajamas are in there.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “You won’t be needing those, baby.”

I giggled again as he pulled me to him and began nibbling on my neck. Sliding the strap of my top down my shoulder, his lips traveled down my skin, leaving goosebumps.

“Harry…” I said again in a whisper.

“Hmm?”

“You’re leaving tomorrow.”

Pausing his caresses, he raised his head to look at me.

“We haven’t said our goodbyes yet,” I choked.

Sliding his hand under my ear, his lips grazing mine, he whispered. “Then let’s make the most of it, yeah?”

His tongue filled my mouth with water kisses, the air in my lungs temporarily absent. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the floor and onto the bed. Taking off his shirt, he threw it on the floor next to his discarded boots. Neither of us said a word, though his eyes told me everything. And like in every situation, I heard music in my head.

“Tonight the light of love is in your eyes…”

I knew he felt it. Even if he didn’t say it. He didn’t have to. And I’d fallen long ago. I knew it wasn’t just sex. And I wasn’t a groupie. It was love.

“Tonight with words unspoken You say that I’m the only one But will my heart be broken When the night meets the morning sun…”

I knew the truth. My heart was getting ready to be broken. But then again…I’d known that all along.

The jet engine whined loudly as the wind blew my hair in my face. I tried to push it back only to have it fly right back to where it was, obscuring my view.

I promised myself I wasn’t going to cry. I’d done enough of it the night before after Harry had fallen asleep, and again that morning in the bathroom.

“Alright guys, ready when you are,” said Mr. Irving.

He climbed the stairs into the plane first, Lee and Deacon following. Halo stopped Mitch on the stairs to give him her final kisses, making a complete show of it.

“I guess this is goodbye now,” Harry shrugged.

“Yeah.”

He took a step closer, grazing my chin with his thumb.

“I’m gonna miss you, Mary Lou Jones.”

Pushing his hand away, I shook my head as I felt the unwanted tears start to come.

“Don’t. Please.”

I heard him sigh. “I hope you know how special you are to me.”

Blinking, I looked up at him. “Me too.”

Lifting my hand to the locket around my neck, I reached for his cross with my other.

“Never forget…right?”

His jaw set, like he was trying to keep from crying too, he nodded. This was so hard.

“Do…do I at least get a hug?”

I nodded then, finally releasing a few tears even though I tried to wipe them away quickly. I wrapped my arms around him, taking in his scent one last time. I kissed him on the cheek, letting my lips linger on his skin before I whispered in his ear.

“I love you.”

I felt Harry’s arms fall from my waist as I pulled back. His face looked puzzled, his brows furrowed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“I…I’m leaving, Sky.”

“I know.”

“Why would you say that now? Why would you-“

I pressed my finger to his lips to hush him.

“You’re special to me, Harry. I’m proud of you. I love you. Okay?”

He nodded, my finger still on his mouth. When I released it, he sucked in a breath. I thought for a moment he was going to say it back, but he didn’t.

“Thanks.”

I smiled meekly as I took his hand.

“Go. Be great. I know you will.”

His expression solemn, he slowly walked to the plane. Unable to watch him leave, I turned around.

“Sky!” I heard him call, stopping me in my tracks.

“Yes?”

Sucking in his lips, he walked back towards me.

“If I had asked…would you have come with me?”

I blinked rapidly as I stared at him. What was I supposed to say? I had no clue. Finally I lowered my eyes and shook my head.

“No.”

With a nod, Harry started for the jet again. When he reached the steps, I ran up to him.

“Are…are you…asking?”

Harry gulped hard and shook his head.

“No.”

Halo drove my car home, knowing I was unable to. I wasn’t crying on the outside, but on the inside I was like a volcano about to erupt. She turned the key in the ignition and Linda Ronstadt’s voice filled the car.

“Living in a memory of a love that never was…”

“Sorry,” mumbled Halo, turning down the volume.

“It’s okay. This song is perfect actually.”

I let the tears fall then as I gazed out the window.

“I’ve done everything I know To try and make you mine And I think I’m gonna love you For a long, long time…”

And just like that, Harry Styles walked out of my life. I’m not bitter, nor do I have any regrets. I only have fond memories, no hurt or pain.

I had never met anyone like Harry Styles before, nor have I met anyone like him since. He’s still the only person I ever knew to love music as much as I do, and I’m so proud to have been a part of his early steps in reaching his dreams.

Wildfire eventually disbanded in 1981 and Harry took on a solo project which did fairly well, though I never saw him in concert again. I did go to a concert at the Forum in the early 80s (pretty sure it was Journey, or maybe Van Halen) and I looked over the aisle to my right to see a young man who looked a lot like Harry. It could have been him, but it was dark and I wasn’t sure if he saw me. As I look back now, I sort of wish I had gone up to him, just to say hello. But I suppose I was afraid he wouldn’t remember me. And I wanted all my memories of him to be good.

Like Halo said, sometimes people come into your life for a reason. They may not stay forever, but your life is forever changed because they touched it. Harry had touched my life in a way that was immeasurable. I suppose a little part of me will always be in love with him. And I will never, ever forget him.

THE END...

or is it??

Songs mentioned:

Boston - Rock & Roll Band

Billy Joel - The Entertainer

Stevie Wonder - All In Love Is Fair

Carole King - Will You Love Me Tomorrow

Linda Ronstadt - Long, Long Time

If you'd like to listen to the entire soundtrack, check out my playlist on spotify :).

I know, I know. It hurts. It hurt me re-reading this for the millionth time. I actually hope the emotions were evoked because that was my goal. Please message me to let me know what you thought of this story. It's still very special to me.

So that was going to be the end. Just a little mini fic. But later I got a couple little birdies in my ear asking if I could write something where Sky does actually run into Harry again, like a what-if. As I started writing, my original plan was just a few chapters, like "bonus tracks", but they soon grew into an entire fic, even longer than the original. I'll be reposting the sequel soon. Maybe not daily, more like weekly or maybe twice a week. If you'd like to be on a taglist, let me know.

Thank you so much for reading! - Court xo

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The 8 Show: A Dark Comedy Thriller Exploring Survival and Morality in Isolation

The 8 Show (Korean: 더 에이트 쇼) is a 2024 South Korean dark comedy thriller television series, written and directed by Han Jae-rim. The series, which stars Ryu Jun-yeol, Chun Woo-hee, Park Jeong-min, Lee Yul-eum, Park Hae-joon, Lee Zoo-young, Moon Jeong-hee, and Bae Seong-woo, is based on the Naver webtoons "Money Game" and "Pie Game" by Bae Jin-soo. It revolves around eight participants who must navigate cooperation and conflict in an isolated setting where the game concludes with a death. The show premiered on Netflix on May 17, 2024.

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Eight strangers enter a game where they are confined in a building, earning money for every minute the game continues. Each night, they are isolated in separate rooms on different floors and must purchase provisions at exorbitant prices using their earnings. During the day, they collectively buy provisions, facing the challenge of higher floors earning more and having better living conditions. This disparity leads to power struggles and efforts to discover how to extend the game time.

Cast

Ryu Jun-yeol as Third Floor / Bae Jin-su

Chun Woo-hee as Eighth Floor / Se-ra

Park Jeong-min as Seventh Floor / Yoo Phillip

Lee Yul-eum as Fourth Floor / Kim Yang

Park Hae-joon as Sixth Floor

Lee Zoo-young as Second Floor

Moon Jeong-hee as Fifth Floor

Bae Seong-woo as First Floor

Episodes

The series consists of 8 episodes, all released on May 17, 2024.

Episode 1: Jin-su joins the game and learns the rules, discovering the disparity in earnings among floors.

Episode 2: The group learns how to earn more time and faces a crisis when time nearly runs out.

Episode 3: A talent show is devised to entertain viewers and extend the game time.

Episode 4: A brutal game of the King Game reveals manipulations and power plays.

Episode 5: The game becomes more violent, leading to a revolt by the lower floors.

Episode 6: The subdued top floors are tortured, and the game time is manipulated.

Episode 7: Torture and betrayal ensue, leading to Floor 1's death in a desperate act.

Episode 8: The aftermath of the game reveals the fates of the participants.

Epilogue: Floor 3 copes with trauma, organizing a memorial for Floor 1, while the other survivors move on with their lives.

Production

Development: Initially titled "Money Game," the series is based on the webtoons by Bae Jin-soo. Han Jae-rim directs, with production by Studio N and Magnum Nine, and investment by Lotte Cultureworks.

Budget: The series was produced with a budget of over ₩24 billion (US$20.98 million).

Casting: Ryu Jun-yeol and Bae Seong-woo were the first to be cast, with other actors joining later. Chun Woo-hee replaced Lee Ji-eun.

Filming: Principal photography took place from May to December 2022.

Honest Comment:

I'm curious about this series because of the title " The 8 Show" like what is the meaning of it? at first episode it is like the kdrama series The squid game but it is a show for all the anonymous people can watch. There are numbers to choose once you enter the building at first I didn't catch about the numbers but when I watch the series I kinda like the series because it is full of surprise. Some says that it is similar to the Squid game but I assure you it is different it is about how many you can earn money while the clock is ticking. Every episode has a different story and style we can see the emotions and attitude of all the cast in the series. For me the show is great love the storyline it is just like there is still missing in the show.

#the 8 show #kdrama recommendations #netflix #Youtube

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 2 years ago

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Garry Winogrand (1928-84),1967, Central Park. His seminal MoMA show, “𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴” (1967) together with Lee Friedlander & Diane Arbus, collectively represented one of the 20th century’s most important photography shows.

Winogrand was the primordial New York “Street Photographer” He photographed constantly. He shot fast and as a result of being out on the street so often, was able to make images that reflected what was important to him—not simple street scenes. But they are street scenes, and also reflect NYC culture in a unique way.

Winogrand’s oeuvre, 1952 thru 1984, is mind-bogglingly large. He has influenced generations of photographers. His images are not just documents, they’re something much more.

This print last sold at auction for $12,000 . It’s less than his two contemporaries: Friedlander’s prints sell for about $20,000 and Arbus prints $500,000 and up. These three photographers—each in their own style--helped define photography as fine art.

The ‘𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺’ of this image is simple. This couple had two young Chimpanzees as pets. They would often bring them to Central Park to play. Winogrand spontaneously encountered them and made this image in the park, close to the zoo.

[Will Rhyins]

#fine art #fine art photography #street photography #photography #Garry winogrand #signed prints #Central Park #NYC

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d-field22-blog · 1 year ago

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First appearance: Batman #63(February, 1951)

Story: Drury Walker was a successful entomologist and retired thief working in the Henry Cobblepot Zoo. Raising his seven year old daughter Catherine "Kitty" Walker, Drury struggled between his life's work and his duties as a single father after his wife was murdered on the streets of Gotham. However, his already struggling life would only take a turn for the worst when his daughter was stricken with a highly rare and uncurbable terminal disease which effected the blood and it's flow throughout one's body. Following his daughter's growing condition, Drury and all other employees at the Zoo were let go from their positions after the zoo was shut down due to the allegations of Oswald Cobblepot's illegal animal smuggling were revealed and the mob had interfered with the finances while Cobblepot also struggled to keep his empire afloat after Roman Sionis began to take command of his empire from the inside before botting Penguin out to the streets. The following night, Drury was robbed of his funds and his home was foreclosed. Living in a rundown apartment and with no other business looking to hire him, Drury saw no other choice but to contact his old employer Norman Seinfeld and take back his old job as a part time thief. Accompanied by his old colleagues Cyrus and Croc(no relation to Waylon) the trio set out to the now closed down zoo to retrieve a certain chemical which Cobblepot had smuggled in just before everything spiraled out of control. Looking to get his hand on the chemical first, Norman sends the three to collect it and bring it to his own boss Theo Galavan for leverage against Cobblepot. Things would only get worse for Drury however then the new vigilante known as Batman arrived to stop the criminals. As Croc fired at the Dark Knight, Drury was knocked onto the while moths flew around the lite lamp. Taking this time to escape with the vat of chemicals, Drury had not gotten far with it when Croc accidently shot through the container, spilling the chemical all around and onto Drury while the moths flew all around him and landed onto his drenched skin, with the chemical absorbing the moths, it had them proceeded to fuse them with Drury's human DNA. Upon returning home and fallen highly ill, a silk like cocoon had formed all around him and when he awoke from his slumber he had found that he was horribly disfigured and was given the abilities of a Moth. Driven insane, and creating a suit that hides his hideous form which allows him the ability of speech while using whatever technology he could muster from the zoo which became their new home, Drury Walker takes the mantle of Killer Moth and vows to make Seinfeld, Galavan, and all of Gotham suffer for his ailment and not only find a way to cure himself, but to find a way to save his daughter. A year had passed, and now creating his own army of mutated moths with the chemical still within the busted container, and placing his daughter into a life support cocoon of his design(a la Mr. Freeze's cryo-chamber)Killer Moth later discovered a serum which could cure the terminal disease. However having a type AB- blood type, curing Kitty would prove to be difficult. Finding no choice in the matter, Drury decided that for his daughter to live, he needed someone with the closest blood type to give the serum to, but would die in the process(a la Mr. Freeze from Harley Quinn). Formulating a plan to act as the "Batman for criminals," Moth offered his protection and a promise to deliver his special moths to each head of the Mob in return for a sum of 40% of the Mob's earning. Later as Moth begins to exact his revenge, he finds that not only has Norman been killed by the newly christened Bengal, but Barbara Lee Gordon, Commissioner Gordon's daughter is A-. So setting his sights on young Barbara, Killer Moth will not only exact his revenge on Gotham, cure his daughter, but in the effort of it all make enough money to at least begin a fund to cure himself.

Bio: Real Name: Drury Walker Criminal Alias: Cameron van Cleer Occupation: Entomologist, Professional Criminal Base of Operation: Gotham City Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown Height: 5ft 11in Weight: 160lbs

Attributes: Possesses the unnatural abilities of a Moth. Such as Flight, latching onto surfaces, superhuman strength and night vision. Skilled scientist and inventor who commands an army of engineered moths to do his bidding. Desire to cure his dying daughter Kitty Soft spot for children, especially those who fall on ill fortune Highly intelligent Skilled in hand-to-hand combat

Dream voice actor: Thomas Haden Church. Who better to do my favorite rendition of Moth than the first voice I ever heard for the character?

Featured song: Moth Into Flame by Metallica

Notes:

The Teen Titans design returns, and this time in my opinion, it looks better than before! There were a couple of changes made like his body proportion matching the style of my rogues and the addition of his newer boots redone from the last drawing.

His stance is that of his Arkham Asylum bio art, which once again is a huge inspiration for my drawings. Plus I wanted to give him a better stance than just standing there with his hands by his sides.

I have decided to change his back story a bit and to incorporate some of his original comic book role, only better imo.

#batman #batmanfanart #batman villains #fanart #dc comics #batman rogues gallery #dc batman #batman fanart #batman dc #dc comics batman #killer moth #killer moth drury walker #teen titans 2003 #killer moth batman #batman comics

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