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[fyeahdprian]

DPR LIVE - 갈증 (THIRST) M/V

Dream Perfect Regime Uploaded: Jun 28, 2016

DPR LIVE (@DPRLIVE) back with a new track, “갈증” (THIRST) Special thanks to LAYBACKSOUND (@laybacksound_cream) for the production/arrangement.

DPR LIVE가 ‘갈증' '라는 곡으로 돌아왔습니다. 많이 들어보시고 공유해주세요! 이번곡 프로듀싱이랑 편곡해주신 LAYBACKSOUND (@laybacksound_cream) 에게 많은 감사드립니다. 다운받고싶은 분들은 위에 soundcloud링크통해서 받으실수있습니다!

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Lyrics (가사)

INTRO: iite cool. sipping water, sipping dreams think about it, whats its gon be? 아무리 마셔도 목이타오르지 해소 되지않는 갈증이날 뒤척이게하고있어 말걸지마. sipping water, sipping dreams think about it, whats its gon be? 아무리 마셔도 목이타오르지 해소 되지않는 갈증이날 뒤척이게하고있어 말걸지마.

VERSE 1: yes. stress. I’m a mess. back home from that 9 to 5, feeling half dead, said fuck that 알바 shit. 내 마음과 생각들을 재정비해 then get on my rocket ship cuz i don’t give a shit bout em haters say good-bye, I’m about to blast off.

HOOK: (going off!) 올라가 (going off!) coming to you live, yeah (going off!) no better time (going off!) for that better life, yeah from time to time to TIME TO TIME (ay!) going (wooh!) going off (yeah!) (going off!) 올라가 (going off!) coming to you live, yeah (going off!) no better time (going off!) for that better life, yeah from time to time to TIME TO TIME (ay!) going (wooh!) going off (yeah!)

VERSE 2: 23살 짜리 rap like 마지막 날 한순간도 못놓쳐 life is like on the line 이라고 해도 사람들은 몰라 time is all i got. 시간 밖에 없는 거지야 나 (그래 맞아 bitch) 나는 꿈을 잡고 게속 올라가고있잖아. yeah, 돈을원하지만 솔직히말하자면 i do it for the feeling 느끼고싶어 삶의 좋은 모든걸. 우주위로 갈준비되있어 so buckle up, 무조건 love, 날 넘어서..

HOOK: (going off!) 올라가 (going off!) coming to you live, yeah (going off!) no better time (going off!) for that better life, yeah from time to time to TIME TO TIME (ay!) going (wooh!) going off (yeah!) (going off!) 올라가 (going off!) coming to you live, yeah (going off!) no better time (going off!) for that better life, yeah f rom time to time to TIME TO TIME (ay!) going (wooh!) going off (yeah!)

OUTRO: sipping water, sipping dreams think about it, whats its gon be? 아무리 마셔도 목이타오르지 해소 되지않는 갈증이날 뒤척이게하고있어 말걸지마. iite cool.

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A DPR PRODUCTION

[peachyseen]

Saw DPR last night for the first time and feel like my brain has been permanently rewired. Sick and twisted I can’t just live in venues watching all of them until the end of time.

[cococharm]

Just found your blog I’m so excited! Finally someone that writes for dpr!!!! Can I request something with dpr Ian. Whatever you want really maybe something cozy and cute ? -love Vivi

Shaping Love

Pairing: boyfriend!DPR Ian x reader Genre: fluff, romance, slice of life Warnings: established relationship Characters: 3320 Summary: After a long day, Christian and Y/n decide to go on a pottery date. AN: Thank you so much for requesting this, I hope you enjoy reading this. It’s my first time writing so I hope it meets your standards as I'm not confident in writing. (I rewrote this 4 times)

I glanced at Christian as we ventured into the pottery studio, excitement bubbling in my chest. The fragrance of clay and the peaceful murmur of the wheel occupied the room.

The instructor welcomed us with a warm smile, directing us to our stations. Christian looked around with childlike wonder, his eyes lighting up as he took in the tools and materials. I couldn't help but smile at his energy, feeling a surge of love for him.

We settled in front of our wheels after donning our aprons. The instructor gave us a brief demonstration, her hands moving skillfully to shape the clay. I watched, captivated by the transformation from a lump of clay to a lovely, delicate pot.

“Ready to give it a try?’’ Christian asked, his voice brimming with excitement.

I nodded, putting my hands on the wet clay. As the wheel began turning, Christian sat close to me, his hands cautiously working on his piece. We exchanged glances and laughed silently.

From the get-go, my attempts were awkward, the clay wobbled and collapsed under my touch. Christian chuckled next to me, his laugh a comforting sound. He was also struggling, his pot looking more like a bowl than a pot, but he was having fun and that's all that mattered.

He came closer and said, “Let me help you.” his hands covered mine, guiding my movement. Together, we coaxed the clay into a steadier structure, our hands working in a state of harmony.

The feeling of his hands over mine, strong yet gentle, sent a thrill through me. We were shaping the clay, and as it were, molding a piece of our relationship. The wheel spun smoothly, and the clay began to respond to our touch, rising and forming a simple but elegant shape.

“You're a natural,” Christian teased, his breath warm against my cheek.

“Only because you're helping me,” I replied, leaning into him.

As the instructor strolled by, she gestured approvingly at our progress. “You two make a great team,” She remarked.

Christian grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “We do, don't we?”

We worked on our pieces for a while longer, lost in the rhythmic motion and the tactile pleasure of the clay under our hands. Eventually, we both had something resembling pots, albeit a bit wobbly and imperfect.

“Not bad for our first try,” Christian said, inspecting his creation with a critical eye.

“I think they’re perfect,” I said softly, admiring the unique quirks of our pieces. “Very much like us.”

Christian gave me a tender look as he turned to face me. “I liked that. Imperfectly perfect.”

We carefully placed our pots on the drying racks, our hands canvassed in clay but our hearts full of warmth. The instructor offered to fire them for us, and we thanked her, already looking forward to seeing the finished products.

As we cleaned up, Christian reached out and took my hand, his fingers intertwined with mine. “I’m grateful that you’ve agreed to join me today,” he said, his voice earnest. “This was… special.”

I squeezed his hand, having a flood of affection toward this man who always found new ways to make our time meaningful. “It was perfect. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”

The evening sun cast a golden glow on the streets as we left the studio hand in hand. The memory of our pottery date would be another cherished moment in the gallery of our love, a testament to our beauty of creating and growing together.

[azamansource]

Hi, feel free to ignore if they've already been posted, but I've come across a couple of White Teeth production pics featuring Assad which I hadn't seen before (including one with a stunningly terrible wig):

https://i.guim.co.uk/img/media/59734b015fceb309e9c5fa24051834aafd434851/0_67_2000_1200/master/2000.jpg?width=480&dpr=2&s=none&crop=none

(source: https://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2020/jul/21/white-teeth-transcends-flaws-zadie-smith)

https://i.guim.co.uk/img/media/53373bf04317ab464b5ce296613b97954e10f10a/0_67_2000_1200/master/2000.jpg?width=480&dpr=2&s=none&crop=none

(source: https://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2020/jul/28/how-white-teeth-brushes-off-the-charge-of-hysterical-realism)

https://i.guim.co.uk/img/media/899be4fc87384ec129b8198b7da3600bf44a363c/0_11_2000_1200/master/2000.jpg?width=480&dpr=2&s=none&crop=none

(source: https://www.theguardian.com/stage/2018/nov/06/white-teeth-review-zadie-smith-kiln-london)

hi! thanks for sharing!

[myarchivesfile]

Irresistibly (16+) | DPR Ian

song recommendation! YELLOW by COLDPLAY ☆

PAIRING ✦ first person pov 𔖲 dpr ian

PLAYLIST ✦ suggestion here!

I was sitting on the bed thinking of makeup ideas when I got a text from my husband. I was already fearful when I saw the word “cut” but I still wasn’t ready for what was about to come...

What does he mean he “needs” a haircut?

His hair is so pretty the way it is! I don’t want it to change right now...

I guess I’ll have to prove him wrong about that!

“Baby, I have to at least cut off some of it. It’s not like I’ll be bald, if that’s what worries you”, he laughs and pucks his hair behind his ear, and I pout. “I just feel like it’s getting abnormally big. So I need to cut it... That’s it.”

“You’re not self-conscious about it, are you?”, ‘I’m really not’, “Then alright. I support you.”

It’s hard to resist him. His charms are to die for...I can’t not fold.

“But it doesn’t have to be “ASAP”. I’ll give it two or three more weeks.”, I smile relentlessly and he kisses me, “Enjoy my caveman-like physique while it’s here”.

Our kiss only intensifies;

Our bodies become one.

I’m leaving shower in my puffy, white robe. Ian is laying in bed, making propositions.

“I also already showered but I can do it again...We can both do it. We could even do it together!”, he emphasizes both ‘do it’ and I glace at him every time he does, “Just picture it, baby.”

I laugh from the closet, “The confidence!”, I walk back to our bedroom and he’s still talking. “It sounds delightful, baby.”, he stops himself from smiling, knowing I’m not finished yet, “But we’ve already showered. So maybe when we get back.”

I grab a glass of water and sit down on my dresser. He follows my lead and stands behind me going through his phone. He wants to say something. I see it in his face. He goes back to sitting in bed...

“Do you want me to turn into a caveman? With beard, viking hair and all?”

This man can be so random sometimes...He does have a point, though. I’m focused while looking for my skincare products but my subconscious gets the best of me. And I end up making a quick remark...

“Maybe. But would you also have their savage instincts? Cause sounds...appealing. To say the least.”

I regret nothing.

I’d say it all again.

He let out a breath. “Why do you entice me?”, he doesn’t bother hiding hid lap with a pillow, and I smirk at the sight. He sees my reflection in the mirror, I see right through his actions...

He gets up and massages my shoulders, “Don’t even think about showering alone tonight, baby.”

Ian places a kiss on my collarbone, “I can’t?”

“Not tonight”, he winks at me, kisses the top of my head and walks through the closet.

Is it just me or is his voice getting hotter each and every day? Goodness.

I start to put on my dress before doing my makeup.

It’s been about 30 minutes, what’s taking him so long?

Even I am ready.

“I love you”, I shouted, getting up and retracing his steps without waiting for any answer.

“I love you more”, he declared once I entered our closet. He has a smocking on, his hair is charming... I think he’s ready. What was he standing here for? Before I could ask questions...

He pulls me closer and kisses my lips sweetly; I feel like sugar under his rainstorm.

He gives me a Cartier gift bag and says, “Happy early anniversary, baby!”

AUTHOR’S NOTE ✦ I hope there are no spelling or grammar error and. I apologize in advance for any confusion!

thanks for your reading!<3

[ruruumin]

STRs.

₊˚ ᗢ synopsis; after the disbandment of your k-pop group OZEAN, you establish STR alongside your friends with the help of former musician ACER. with him as your producer, your curiosity about him leads to a change in your work-relationship.

⤷genres/warnings; smau, band/idol au, slow burn, secret identities, pining, fluff, angst, somewhat dirty humor (from childe), social media drama, scandals, harrassment, sfw, fem!reader.

⤷masterlist; here.

STR LUNA - (name)

inspired by dpr ian.

former vocalist and leader of ozean but dedicates her career to ACER. although she's known him for years, she has yet to see his face or know his identity. she's the main image of STR and continues to be the face for the company.

STR TRIX - lumine

inspired by dpr live.

former rapper of ozean, was picked up by (name) to join STR after their company went bankrupt. has a twin brother that does youtube vlogs. she shows up occasionally in the background.

STR LENTA - kokomi

inspired by dpr cream.

former dancer for ozean, also picked up by (name). enjoys to visit the aquarium, earning her a full-time pass for the rest of her life. helps ayaka with music videos for STR with her dance.

STR NIVIS - ayaka

inspired by dpr cline.

former visual for ozean turned production assistant. she enjoys working with the backstage crew more than being on stage. it helps her support her brother's career as an actor and model.

[thechaotictheoryy]

Unravel. | Chapter 13: Loving You Isn't Worth It

summary: What if you had chains around your heart but you were the one who put them there? If you took a look at Parker’s heart, you would see a nice beating heart but Parker felt there were heavy metal chains wrapped it. After years of a disconnected relationship with her parents and a hard break up with her boyfriend of four years, Parker Williams made her heart mentally chained. Declaring to never fall in love again but what happens when she meets a witty musician who is all about seeking love?

pairing: main character x Hongjoong ft. ex! Yeosang

genre: (18+ minors dni), romance, fluff, lots of angst, coming to age, college au, smut, strangers to lovers, self discovery

word count: 3,765

chapter warnings: crying, yelling, Hongjoong's flashback, glass breaking, verbal and physical abuse.

song rec for this chapter: Merry Go by DPR Ian

Three years ago. 

Monday June 10th, 2019. 

Seattle, WA

Hongjoong

Growing up, I always watched my parents make up and then found a solution to end the chaos. Things seemed so easy so I always thought relationships were fairly easy if communication was always there and expressing to each other would be simple. Also, my parents told me fights are impossible to avoid even when you’re in love. At the end of the day, you and your partner are still two different individuals no matter the similarities. They wanted me to find a nice girl and understand the hardships. 

I would write short poems about girls and how I found them intriguing. Kids always find me a little weird because I was off writing somewhere.  My first kiss was in fifth grade and it was under the slide with a girl named Heather. I liked Heather, I didn’t know why but having my first kiss with such a cute girl made me like her. Me being an ignorant fifth grader, I thought we would continue to have whatever was going for a very long time. I was ten, trying to experience these hardships my parents wanted me to go through. 

Heather ended up avoiding me once we entered middle school. I told my parents about Heather and I felt about everything because I wanted to know how someone could kiss me and tell me they like me, just to avoid me. They looked at me with saddest eyes and they tried to explain that everyone just wasn’t comfortable telling everyone that they like someone openly because we were so young. I didn’t fully understand so I would try to talk to Heather every chance I got but she would avoid me until one day I confessed to her in front of our class and basically cussed at her for leading me on if she didn’t want me. At the time, I didn’t care how I looked in everyone’s eyes. Looking back on it, I feel a little embarrassed because I wanted this first crush of mine to work out. After that happened, she pretended to act like she didn’t remember me in front of everyone and I was bullied for  a “stalker”.

I had to transfer schools because the bullying was taking a toll on my mental health. I never knew at the age of eleven, I would think about ending my life but the feeling was there. I remember just having milk poured on my head and watching Heather laugh as it ended. 

I knew at that moment I really did want to die. 

My new middle school was so much better but it was better because no one knew me and I was able to just avoid everyone, closing myself off to vulnerability. No more writing love songs and poems openly for everyone to see. It didn’t feel good, it didn’t feel good to not be myself. I felt like I was living in a shell and my parents told me it was okay to be myself but I felt like I would get bullied all over again or my heart shattered by another girl. 

Years came to follow and I entered high school. I decided to finally let myself be able to feel and made a lot of friends in the music production club and writing club. 

Sophomore year, I remember being in the room where our club held meetings one day and this girl walked in with the prettiest greenish gray eyes that I ever seen in my life, in fact she was the only person I knew with that eye color. Her wavy black hair had complimented her tan skin. I could tell she was either new or she had just never come around before. I wasn’t used to seeing other Koreans in Washington. I remember my best friend Elliot introducing her as a new member and she had just transferred from a school in Arizona. Our eyes met that day and I knew it wouldn’t be the last time we would stare into each other's souls. 

I remember how her mouth curved into a smile when she realized it too.

I remember her rolling the name “Soojin” off her tongue.

I remember how I held her in my arms, kissing her two weeks after that. 

I remember having sex for the first time in her bed one month after we had our first kiss. 

I remember her asking me to be her girlfriend right after. 

I knew that she was going to be the love of my life six months later. I knew she was someone I wanted to be with forever. I wanted to graduate with her and head to college together. I wanted to become a famous music producer while she became a famous sculptor. I wanted to own a little house in LA and we grow old in that little house together. I thought we would be this perfect couple who could work out anything that came our way because that’s how we seemed in everyone’s eyes. 

They were wrong

I was so wrong. 

Oh, I was so fucking wrong. 

I was so wrong for thinking that “perfect” was something that a relationship could be. This relationship was far from perfect. It was very close to shitty, draining, irritating. The first eight months was something close to perfect but it felt like a switch went off, a switch went off in her. I never understood the phase of people having two sides but I came to find out when dealing with Choi Soojin. 

She made me hate myself. 

She put blame on me when something didn’t work out for her. 

She forced me to have sex even when I wasn’t in the mood. 

Her anger triggered me into having panic attacks. She would yell at me to shut up and punch the wall because she knew that hitting me would make everyone around us talk. Her choice to not hit me was for more of her reputation, not mine. She abused me verbally, mentally, and emotionally. She loved seeing me depressed and crying rather than seeing me smile because my happiness pissed her when she was going through something. 

Everyone probably would think.. How can a guy be abused by a small petite girl? But I wasn’t confrontational unless I knew I could take it. My parents taught me how to love and raised me so softly. I could raise my voice, I could be this angry person but a side of me just couldn’t break like I wanted to. 

She wanted me to hurt way worse when she was hurting. 

She wanted my pain to be way worse than hers. 

I was her punching bag, I was assaulted by her words. She knew my love language was words of affirmation so she knew words had a very strong effect on my character. She knew how to rip me apart and I let her because I loved her. 

I guess today I got tired. 

I was done with all the bullshit I had been going through for the past two years.

Now I was currently walking up the stairs to her house. I had to take a few stops getting here because I didn’t know how the outcome of this was going to work. I knew that this was possibly going to be a disaster and it would lead to us yelling at each other. I just couldn’t be a punching bag anymore and I needed to let this go before we got into college and this continued. I know when we both got to USC we would barely see each other anyway because we were in two different majors. I rather rip the bandaid off right here at home then back up in a different state. 

I saw that her parents weren’t home and that was a good thing because I know how she acted when her parents were around. She would probably try to cry and pin everything on me. I knocked on the door and waited for her to come open it. Hopefully she wasn’t sleeping or anything, I had texted her an hour ago and told her I was coming over. 

I waited a few more minutes and heard the door unlock. The door opened and she looked at me with such a dull expression. She moved to the side, letting me inside. I heard the door close and the next thing I knew my back was pressed against it with her lips landing on into mine. I tried to push her and she pinned my wrists against the door, kissing down my neck. 

“I didn’t come over here for this,” I bit my lip, containing my moans that were threatening to escape my lips. I didn’t need her to think I wanted this because I didn’t. 

“Why did you come over then?” She stopped and looked at me. 

“I want to break up Soojin”

Her eyes widened a little and she let go of my wrists. She was quiet and it was scaring me a little that I wrapped my arms around myself. She tilted her head a little and then caressed my cheek with her left hand. 

“You’re kidding, this is some type of joke” 

“It’s not,” I shook my head, making her hand fall. 

“Joong,” her tone changed, I could hear the anger building up. I knew she was getting angry because her fist was not balled and her left eye was slightly twitching. I hated seeing this, I had nightmares about her face sometimes. I always felt like she would slip and actually hit me but that day never came. 

“We can’t do this anymore. It's not healthy for either one of us, mostly for me. I can’t continue to sit here and let you talk to me the way you do Soojin when something pisses you off. I’m drained and I’m tired.” I felt tears well up in my eyes. 

“Such a fucking crybaby,” she walked away and headed up stairs.

Was she not listening to me? Was she trying to ignore and act like this can continue? I wasn’t going to let her insults make me back down today.

“Soojin,” I followed her upstairs. 

“We’re not breaking up Joong, just cry like you usually do and hit me tomorrow.” She was about to close the door in my face and I stopped the door with my foot. 

“Don’t fucking dismiss me” 

“Who do you think you are talking to?” She opened the door and got in my face. Usually I would back down and apologize but I couldn’t today, no matter how much I wanted to cry. No matter how much my brain was telling me to say sorry and continue in this relationship. My heart couldn’t take this pain anymore. 

“I’m talking to you Soojin, we need to break up and just move on with our lives okay? You can either accept it or keep living in delusion. I hope you find peace.” 

I moved my foot and turned to walk downstairs. I wasn’t going to go back and forth with her about how we need to stay together. She had to know that one day, I was going to get fed up and leave when I could. Moving to a different state for school was going to give me that opportunity. 

I felt myself fall because she tripped me and hit my knees hard. I looked at her and she was hovering over me. I was prepared for if she actually decided to hit but it wouldn’t make a difference with me staying. I still was going to leave this house single, whether she liked it or not. I honestly was praying for her parents to come home at any minute. 

“Hongjoong, we are not throwing away two years because you want to be a selfish stubborn bitch. I know sometimes I can be a little too much but I can work on it. We are going to the same university in the Fall, there should be no reason why we can’t work on ourselves before we leave.” 

“You literally just put your hands on me and just called me a bitch. You still think I want to be with you? You’re more fucking insane than I thought” 

“Watch your words”

“What are you going to do Soojin? Hit me? If you wanted to, you would have done so already” 

She pressed her lips together and grabbed my hair, pulling it. I Groaned in pain and tried to prey her hands off. I wasn’t some fucking rag doll and I wasn’t going to let her treat me like one. 

“Soojin! Fucking let go!,” I said, scratching at her hands. 

“Stop being such a fucking weirdo and I wouldn’t have to act like this Joong. You just come to my house wanting to break up out of nowhere. If being with me was such an issue, you should have left a long time ago!” She finally let go, pushing me away. 

I did something that I never thought I would do. 

I slapped her. 

I slapped her with all the power I had. She held her cheek and looked at me with a shocked expression. I was breathing hard, holding onto my head. My head was fucking throbbing and I wouldn’t be surprised if it was bleeding a little from how hard she was pulling my hair. 

“Get out before I do something I don’t want to do,” she walked into her room and slammed the door. I walked downstairs and out the door. Tears rolled down my face as I walked down the street. 

I was free. 

I was finally fucking free and it felt good. 

I stood up for myself and felt so damn good. 

I never thought I would let someone have such an effect on me. My parents didn’t raise me to bow down to anyone but because I was a hopeless romantic, I couldn’t stop myself.

I craved love. 

I craved all the attention she gave me. 

Sometimes I thought I stayed with her because I just needed someone to need me and want me in that way especially after what happened in middle school. That situation with Heather always remained in my head. I felt like it was so traumatizing and the dark thoughts I had about myself made it always sit in the back of my head. But being with Soojin, I barely thought about Heather and the pain she caused.

I thought falling in love with Soojin was the best thing to ever happen to me. 

I just didn’t know it would cost all of my mental sanity to stay with her. 

Next Day.. 

4:23pm.

I was sitting at my desk in my room, fixing up a short story I was working on to release some inner emotions. My parents were gone on a trip for the weekend and my brother was at work so I would be alone until later tonight. I wish that wasn’t the case, I really wanted to hang out with someone from home today. I would call up one of my friends but I just didn’t want to be a burden to them. Plus, me and Soojin had the same friends. I didn’t want them getting into what happened between us. 

I heard a banging on the front door and it made me jump. I walked downstairs, grabbing my dad’s baseball bat that was next to the staircase. I looked through the peephole and saw those greenish gray eyes. I rolled mine and put down the bat. 

“What do you want Soojin!” I yelled. 

“Open the door Hongjoong”

“I told you yesterday we were done, I’m not doing this with you” 

“Just.. open the door or I’ll break a window and climb in” 

“And you’ll be paying for it” 

“Joong,” I heard her voice soften. “Just open the door please. We can talk this out.” 

“After what happened yesterday, I don’t expect you to talk without putting your hands on me. It’s best if you just leave and we don’t have to see each other again” 

I heard her sigh and jingle the knob. I crossed my arms and just watched it move around. There was no way I was opening the door for her. She was going to be standing out there all day and I wasn’t going to sit around to watch her. I turned around and started going upstairs. I flinched when I heard a big clash and some glass hit the ground. 

Did she really just break our fucking window? 

My parents are going to be pissed. 

I ran down the stairs and saw her come through the window, falling to the ground. 

“Are you fucking insane?!” I yelled. 

She got up and walked to me, pieces of glass in her arms and blood starting to drip down her right arm. “Joong please can we just talk? I don’t want to break up. I don’t want to lose you.” 

“You are unbelievable,” I walked to the kitchen to grab a broom and dust pan. I had to clean this shit up and explain to the my sibling why our fucking window is broken. 

“Joong,” she blocked me from walking to the glass. 

“Move!” 

“Stop it!” She grabbed the broom and pan out my hand, throwing it to the side. 

“You are really pissing me off and I can’t do this shit with you! Get the fuck out and don’t ever come back into my sight again Soojin!” 

She grabbed my face and tried to kiss me. I slapped her hands away and pushed her hard. She ended up falling on the ground. My eyes widened at the sight of her starting to cry. Why the hell was she crying? What could she possibly be crying about? 

“Soojin” 

“Joong please don’t leave me,” she crawled to me, hugging my legs. “I love you too much, I’m sorry I’m such a shitty person. I’m sorry for treating you the way I do. I promise to get better, I want to be better for you,” she sobbed, I felt her tears starting to stain my sweatpants. “Please Joong, let’s work this out together. I need you. You don’t know how fucking bad I need you.” 

I felt tears roll down my cheeks. 

She needed me so she could take her anger out on someone. 

She needed me because being her punching bag made her feel alive. 

“Soojin” 

“Don’t you love me? I thought we were so in love, nothing could ever break us apart. You told me that Joong, you told me that” 

“Loving you isn’t worth it. It isn’t worth this Soojin” 

She sniffled and kept crying into my legs. I just let her until she let her tears run out. There was no going back. I couldn’t imagine letting her continue to be in my life like this. My family already could tell I haven’t been happy but never asked me about it because they knew my strength. Today might be the day that they find what’s been going on because of the window. 

She cried into me for another ten minutes and eventually left without saying a word. She had looked at me with those puffy eyes and slammed the door to my house. I knew that was the signal that we were never getting back together and I couldn’t be more relieved. 

I grabbed the broom and pan that she threw, going to clean up the mess. I even found the two big ass rocks she threw into my house. I put them back out and tapped some cardboard on the whole of the window that was smashed. I checked the time on my phone and saw it was thirty minutes after five. My sister would be home in like ten minutes and I truly am not excited to explain what happened but I would rather tell her first before telling our parents. 

Ten minutes felt so painfully long till I heard those keys jiggle into the door and the door swing open. I heard those heels click against the ground in such a rush. 

“Joong! Joong are you here?!” I heard Bumjoong yell. 

“Living room!” 

He came in and had a concerned expression on her face. 

“The fucking window, what happened?” 

“Soojin is what happened,” I crossed my legs, laying my head back.

“As in your girlfriend Soojin?” 

“Ex-girlfriend”

“What the hell happened?” He came and sat down beside me. I felt his eyes wandered all down my body. He was trying to make sure I wasn’t hurt. 

“I’m fine, it’s just a lot” 

“I got time” 

I sighed and started to explain everything to him. Me and my brother were alike in a lot of ways, we didn’t interrupt when people were talking, especially when expressing something to us. Definitely a trait we received from our mother because my dad was the complete opposite. 

“This had been going on for longer than a year and you didn’t tell us,” his eyes showed a hint of sadness. 

“It was my problem and I didn’t want it to turn into something big”

“Joong, you were being abused and you should have let someone know. You just turn eighteen in November, I know you’re technically about to be an adult and you honestly didn’t have to tell me now because that’s your privacy but you are still my little brother and I should have known you were dealing with that”

He was right. I should have let someone know. I could have talked to him, I know he wouldn’t have told anyone else if I didn’t want him too. I felt a little bad because I had been hiding this from everyone and just been trying to stay mentally strong. I could have drowned and it would have been too late for anyone to notice. Who knows what I would have done if I would have hit my breaking point. 

“I’m sorry,” I said. 

“It’s okay, just know you aren’t alone. We do have to tell mom and dad about the window though”

“I told her if she broke it, her parents would pay for it so she better be ready for dad’s lawyer to call her parents” 

“Dad is always ready to sue somebody which I know this isn’t going to be a fun time” 

“How do you think mom is going” 

“Rage” 

Never would have thought that my two days would be like this. 

taglist: @hwaslayer

[minxoonqiii]

#1

Today wassss EH

I go to the Intensive Day Treatment Program school, there aren't many kids, and out the 7 I only like one cuz she's easy to talk to, the rest are too outgoing and loud for me 😭

I take a school bus since it's completely across from the borough I live in and it takes me 2 hours to get there and sometimes 3-4 hours coming back so I get sad cuz I feel like I didn't do anything productive the whole day and I only have 5 hours to do anything before having to fall asleep and go thru the same routine all over again 😢.

Anyway, I really love listening to music going and coming back to school 😭 I been listening to a lot of Sion and Dpr Ian and obv Billie my mami 🤤 I've been really obsessed w Sions song "O.o" it's SAURR yummy.

I'm happy we don't have school tmr. I LURV MY BSF BTW. So amazing to talk to, so funny, and very beautiful 😞♥️ love our yap sessions 😋

ANYWAY THATS IT FOR TODAY I'll be listening to music and continue my blogging 😛.

[myphotodiaries]

mon mar 20 - day 31/100

this weekend was very fun + productive. I even got some rearranging done around my apartment which i’ve been wanting to do for a while… + had a wonderful paint night with my bf!! another busy week is ahead of me but i’m ready to start :)

📚 - the scarlet letter (nathaniel hawthorne)

🎧 - is you down (dpr live)

📷 - days 29-31

[newluvrs]

get 2 know me! bb note: just for fun, interview style :] (I also included one of my favorite scenes from one of my fav movies for the header pic.. hurts so good)

basics!

my name is bb (not actually but my real name shall remain a mystery... im so mysterious....), I reside in the u. s., and I am turning 23 next month! I'm in my final year of college and I'm completing a double degree, one is business & the other is design & production :p

kpop!

my journey w/ Kpop is a silly one bc I have been into it for abt 8 ish years now? it was whenever fire by bts had just dropped lol ..

main groups I listen to areeee: NCT (been a czennie for ages <3.. I remember when we didn't have a name yet) & loona! (ofc riize, txt, p1h) I listen to so so many others but these r like the only ones I make an active effort to keep up with.. I've been cultivating my playlist for years so if I were to write everyone I listened to we would b here a lifetime, but I listen to most groups especially in the 2nd-3rd gen range, 4th and 5th gen I still do it's just less likely I'll know a group, I also tend to heavily listen to gg music more often than bg

groups I've seen live: NCT Dream & Loona! I am also seeing Dream and ARTMS live again later this year aaaaaaaa :v

biases: mr. Jonathan Suh has been my ult for literal YEARSSSSSS you cannot pry me off this man I remember waiting 4 his debut... crazy, Sungchan (of course), Soobin (txt), Jiung (p1h), I also biased chuu for soooo long! that is My Girl

music! (non-kpop)

genuinely I listen to so much, I think kpop makes up like 10%?.. and there is absolutely no correlation between genres like at all 😭😭 artists I frequent these days r: mitski, fka twigs, dpr (all of them but mostly Live), daft punk, yeule, the marias, deftones, smashing pumpkins, lamp, pixies, the cure, Japanese breakfast, Magdalena bay, ichiko aoba, etc....

I grew up w/ extremely music loving parents so I have just acquired alot and I'm always adding 2 my collection.. when I was like 7 circa 2008 I had this little mp3 player and I remember my dad putting artists like deftones, my chemical romance, the cure, anthony green, smashing pumpkins, Paramore, etc. onto it and it was my favorite thing ever.. of course he put some Miley Cyrus on it too lol

hobbies + interests!

anything w/ art! I draw, sing, dance, write, play music, sew, etc.! I also really love cinema!! I enjoy fashion & making my own clothes.. my gma taught me to sew so it is near & dear 2 my heart. I play Nintendo! Ocarina of Time is my favorite game ever. I'm not much of a gamer but I have played really random ones like the entirety of silent hill as well as death stranding! Pls talk abt movies w/ me bc I am always down 🧎🏻‍♀️ I also tattoo occasionally, I have given myself a few..

favorites!

shows: derry girls, bob's burgers, fleabag movies: pan's labyrinth, fantastic mr. fox, scream songs: lovers rock - tv girl, I will - mitski, don't be so hard on your own beauty - yeule gg songs: stylish - loona, lp - red velvet, night rather than day - exid bg songs: life is still going on - nct dream, bills - enhypen, 0x1=lovesong - txt

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[apencilandpen]

Hi friend 🥰

Anemone - Were you ever interested in greek mythology?

Heather - What’s your favourite musical?

Delphinium - What’s your star sign? Does it suit you?

Also! Top 3 MVs that came out in 2023?

Hello friend!

Anemone - Yes! I didn't actually get really into Percy Jackson, but we had a Greek myths unit in my 6th grade English class, and we read D'aulaire's Book of Greek Myths. But at home we had other books of Greek myths as well, so I read them a lot! Also, I was an art history major so the Greeks and Romans and their art was so important, and a lot of that had to do with their myths! I think they're fascinating and have had so much impact on narrative and archetypes and symbolism.

Heather - uuuuuhhhhhhhh okay so serious answer: idk! i have a lot i'm fond of bc we listened to them a lot when i was a kid, including Les Mis, Cats, 1776, and The Music Man, and then there are a lot of movie musicals that i do really love

funny answer: Galavant (2015-2016) and Psych: The Musical

Delphinium - i'm a pisces, and while i don't really think or know a lot about astrology, but what i've read and seen seems like half and half accurate

Top three MVs from 2023: this was kinda tricky, but i here we go :D

Haegum, Agust-d - i love the grungy noir vibe, i love the color scheme and the lighting, and i love watching agust-d be unhinged

Bouncy, ATEEZ - every aspect of this MV worked so well together. i love production design and all the behind the scenes stuff that goes into making a movie/etc, and i desperately want a round table with all of the creatives that worked on that. i love that all the promotion material worked together and built out the world this album lived in

Limbo, DPR Ian - this MV restarted my creativity and desire to do art again. I'm not super familiar with the DPRIMVCU, but i love his aesthetics and commitment to it, and how it all goes so well with the sound of his music

[spacebobastories]

So, onto the next Belmont sibling! Today we have Alvara Belmont! This is going to be a long one!

Stay by my side When the nightmare goes I've been feeling distant Just way out of control But I laugh inside Just so you can glow in the dark When it's time for me So just stay

Basics

Name: Alvara Belmont

Age: 34

Sexuality: Straight although she doesn’t mind when women flirt with her. She loves making women flustered and blush.

Race: Mink.

Birthday: May 20th 1386 B.C

Zodiac sign: Taurus

Species: She is a Bear Mink (A Humanoid race that can look like animals or humans with animal qualities)

Gender: female

Voice claim: https://youtu.be/F5EGPmkVodA?si=ur_N9PnnNRCtcPvO

Theme Song(s): Don’t go insane by DPR IAN and Falling Inside The Black by Skillet Brown

Appearance

Eyes: she has Heterochromia, one red and one blue eye. One for fire and the other for water.

Complexion: she has brown skin with freckles going across her nose and her cheeks. Her skin is somewhat rough from fighting all her life yet soft as well since she is a noble and has the best skin products that she can get.

Height: 6’0 she gets her height from her father but also the magic that runs through her veins contributes to her height and her body type.

Body Type: she is on the thicker side. Not really fat but she has muscle that makes her thick. She is a fighter and keeps up her appearance by training and exercising almost every day.

Refs of her body type:

Hair: Alvara has long hair that is golden brown. It stops at the top of her hips. She keeps it in braids to get it out of the way and to keep it healthy. Her brother usually does her hair for her when it needs to be done again. She rarely keeps it loose because it gets in the way. The only time she keeps it loose is when she’s going to sleep.

hair refs:

Scars: Alvara has a massive burn scar on the left side of her face going down her body and stopping above her knee. It’s from the time when she tried saving someone she loved, but didn’t get to him in time and burned herself in the process. Usually fire doesn’t have an effect on her since she uses fire magic, but it was a more potent type of fire magic that could hurt her. She was lucky she didn’t die.

She has a few more scars littered across her body. Alvara has a jagged scar on the right side of her thigh from when she got caught in the water by a crocodile and it almost tore off her leg but she managed to kill it and get away. She lost a bet and had to wrestle the crocodile.

Personality

What is she like: Alvara is a loud, blunt and sometimes rude woman that has an odd way of showing affection to those she loves. The blonde is more chaotic than her younger brother and tends to get into a lot more trouble. She loves to use her height and build to intimidate and scare the living hell out of people which she just laughs at.

Alvara doesn’t like to show tenderness in public and would rather show she loves someone in private. She shows her affection with actions rather than words. But, she’s not opposed to showing people what’s hers. She is a possessive, volatile and loud woman who is like a big cat. Lazy, laid back yet incredibly dangerous. Alvara doesn’t really like to cuddle or touch others unless she’s super close to them. She’ll put an arm around her partner’s waist or hip. But that’s about it. But deep down she is a hopeless romantic.

During battle, she is downright blood thirsty. She loves the smell of fear that comes from her enemies and the looks of terror they give her. The blonde would prefer to fight than talk, she hates trying to talk things over and would rather fight out her issues. 

Fears: losing herself in battle. Her magic causes the intense bloodlust that she feels and she doesn’t want it to overtake her.

Likes: 

Running- it’s something she loves to do. It makes her feel free. She also loves to race with Louis, her younger brother, it’s so much fun for her.

Fighting- it could be the magic running through her veins or it’s because she honestly loves to fight. But it’s something she’s always loved to do, either sparing with her siblings or on a hunt.

Cleaning her weapon(s)- She loves keeping Hendrix-her sword- super clean. But she also takes real good care of her blade as well. Keeping it oiled and sharp. 

Sleeping- Sleeping is something that Alvara loves to do and she tries to get in a few hours of sleep if she can. She can sleep anywhere, like up a tree or on a rock. It’s easy for her to fall asleep. 

The cold- it doesn’t matter if it’s in the middle of winter or just a cool breeze coming through. She loves it so much. One, it feels like she can sleep better in the cold and two, if she ever does get cold she can just bundle up and if she gets hot, she can take layers off! It’s a win-win situation. 

Classical music - she loves classical music. Something about it makes her so relaxed. She loves the sound of a violin. It’s her favorite instrument.

Dislikes: 

Loud noises- she has a higher sense of hearing so extremely loud noises makes her uncomfortable or they hurt.

Fresh herbs like Thyme or mint are off putting to her. They hurt her nose and give her a headache so she avoids those like the plague.

The heat- surprisingly she doesn’t like the heat. She would rather be outside in the cold than in the heat. She likes it when it’s warm but not humid. A nice breeze to cool her down.

Having someone bully her family- she’s very protective of her family. Especially her nephews and nieces. She would honestly kill someone if they actually hurt her family. (She’s done it before)

Bad habits: she has a real bad habit of chewing her lip or tearing things up without her really knowing. It’s an unconscious habit she has.

Her magic and fighting style

Alvara is a very tanky woman. She takes damage easily but also dishes out high damage. She is much slower than Louis but is much stronger and has powerful punches. She isn’t a very flexible person so doing all those tricks that her brother does isn’t something she can do. But tell her to knock the lights out of someone, she can do it. Alvara doesn’t like to do all that showy stuff that her brother does. She just uses her magic to fight and it gives her an advantage.

Alvara has both fire and ice abilities. Which can definitely be fun to use especially if she can cause explosions with some of the combos she can do. Her punches are hard yet not extremely fast. She prefers to be up close and personal with her sword in hand. If she doesn’t want to fight with her sword, she covers her hands in fire and water. Her fire is hotter than Louis’ so instead of an orange it’s a blue which means she can beat her brother in a fire fight. 

With Hendrix-her sword- she has to use two hands but just because she doesn’t need to use her hands doesn’t mean she’s less dangerous. With the sword in hand she is fast and a very heavy hitter. The blade is covered in a thin layer of ice and fire. The person she’s fighting will get burned by the fire but also get frozen by the ice. 

Weapons

Hendrix is a longsword that was a gift from the Dwarves. Alvara has many Dwarven friends and many friends in high places. She’s made friends with the prince of Dwarves who had this sword specifically made for her. Alvara and the prince had a fling but it was nothing serious and decided to just stay friends. Her and the prince did go on hunts together and it had gotten bad so she saved him. In her words: “I saved your ass again, pretty boy.”

This bracelet was actually a gift from the Fae. People don’t believe Alvara when she says that, because the Fae are basically a myth…right? No, the Fae are real, they just don’t like other races and prefer to be in the shadows and of myths. Alvara has two of these bracelets and she was on a hunt when she stumbled upon an injured fairy. The fairy in question was the daughter of the king and Alvara helped take care of her and protect the fairy until she was well enough to move on her own. Alvara will never tell others where the Fae kingdom is because she knows that people will take advantage of them.

The bracelets help enhance her powers and she uses them to put more magic into her punches. She doesn’t know how it works. It’s Fae magic so…no one knows how that works except the Fae. 

Family

Mother's Name: Elora Jasmine Belmont

Father's Name: Dracon Enzo Belmont

Any other family members?: Alvara has a big family so she has many siblings. 

Fun fact: Alvara is the middle child, Charlotte is the oldest and Louis is the youngest of the three.

Oldest sibling: Charlotte Belmont- 39

Youngest sibling: Louis Belmont- 25

Background

Alvara is the second oldest of the Belmont family. She has always been a very laid back girl growing up but also more excitable when fighting as well. She and Louis always got into trouble when they were younger because putting those two together was like putting two toddlers on crack together to wreak havoc on the world. 

Alvara is a very battle smart woman and is usually the one to ask if they need a battle plan. She is surprisingly light on her feet and always does stealth missions which she *loves* to do. Growing up Alvara would get into fights with the village children or get into fights at parties. She was and still is the Tomboy of the family, preferring to dress more masculine. It was hard to deal with her but she always cleaned up her messes and begrudgingly apologized to those she terrorized. When she was around 18 years old she had been put into an arranged marriage with another noble who was her best friend growing up. They stayed married for a couple of years but tragedy struck one night when she was out on a hunt. See, her husband was a healer and while magic is everywhere not everyone has it and these people thought that James had been a “bad” witch.

They burned down the house with him in it and Alvara had gotten there in time to try and go get him. The fire was magical, meaning it could hurt her and it did. She didn’t get to save him in time and got burned on the left side of her body. To this day she is still angry and heartbroken, and something seems to have changed. Along with her unstable feelings as well as the strong magic moving through her veins, she is slightly unstable and can become extremely bloodthirsty in battle. 

You take me in You take me in Ooh My mind feel so at peace You turn my soul to sleet The heart that beats in me Is the heart that beats for you My heart goes da dum da dum dum Da dum da dum Goes da dum da dum dum dum

[sendsummon]

spell out your url using song titles!

s. si no estás, iñigo quintero

e. everlong, foo fighters

n. nerves, dpr ian

d. deity, aries

s. sanctuary, laica

u. unholy, sam smith + kim petras

m. moonlight, kali uchis

m. murder on the dancefloor!, sophie ellis-bextor

o. ophelia, the lumineers

n. ni muerta, chiquis + snow tha product

stolen from: @inrovina

tagging: @futurehunting + whoever else sees this!

[khiphop-discussions]

I think in KHH so far, DPR Live has the best ratio of good songs to song I don't like (or maybe "song I like a lot" to "songs that aren't really my thing").

Don't get me wrong, now that DPR Live has released more stuff, he definitely has more stuff I'm not too interested in. I think that's normal though. Obviously as an artist experiments more + has a larger volume of songs in general they can't be something that EVERYONE is gonna like. It just doesn't work like that.

Some other artists I think have good ratios are:

Changmo Giriboy

Both of them have LOTS of songs. So it really demonstrates the idea that as you make more songs, the more likely it is for someone to not like some even if they are all (mostly) well done songs.

I think Ash Island is another one with a good ratio.

Kid Milli seems like he might be balancing out with BEIGE. Cause usually for me (i don't remember if I said this here already. EDIT: Yes I did.) Milli's albums/EPs are really unbalanced. They have some of the BEST songs he's ever made in his career. paired with some of the WORST he's made. I also have to listen to BEIGE again to see if I would consider it "no skips" but even if I don't I think it would be VERY close to "no skips".

Coogie is pretty balanced too. I recognize that all of his music is VERY high quality as far as rapping, production, catchiness, etc but there's still some that aren't my thing. He's incredibly stable and consistent.

[1004-fairy]

✿ ͡ ݂ DREAM 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟﹗! ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡

𝘈𝘉𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝗠𝗘 :

Maribelle Calista Everhart. Legal age (23+). She/Her. Scorpio. ENFP. ENG/INA.

𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘚 :

K-Pop groups, such as IVE, ENHYPEN, ITZY, XG, KISS OF LIFE, STAYC, ATEEZ, NCT DREAM, aespa, BLACKPINK, ONEUS, (G)-IDLE.

K-Pop soloists, such as Taeyeon, Jeon Somi, Chungha, Seo Soojin, Ash Island, DPR IAN, BIBI.

Anime(s). I have watched Tokyo Revenger, Spy X Family, Jujutsu Kaisen, Chainsaw Man, some of Studio Ghibli movies. Current watch: Ron Kamonohashi’s Forbidden Deductions on Netflix!

Makeups. I’m always down for a makeup, especially when it comes to lippies products and blushes! <3

Sanrio things. There’s no other way that could describe how much I love Kuromi and Cinnamoroll!

Western musicians, such as Taylor Swift, NIKI, SZA, Justin Bieber, The Weeknd, Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus, keshi, Bruno Mars, Troye Sivan.

𝘋𝘖 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘍𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘖𝘞 𝘖𝘙 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘛 :

Minors (under 18)

LGBTQ+ phobic

Racist

Zionist

Cybfess/moonareas followers

Spread hates too much

Won’t interact with me

NSFW/MDNI labelled accounts

𓊆  (◞ ◟ )ྀིഒ  ׁ  ׅ  ♡