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studioeisa · 3 months ago

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like real people do ☢️ seungcheol x reader.

little is known about the apocalypse of 2017. a century later, archivists are now unveiling the relics they found from those who lived through that time.

★ seungcheol x reader. ★ word count: 2.1k ★ genre: alternate universe: apocalypse, alternate universe: soulmates (the only way for your scars to disappear is when your soulmate kisses them goodbye), angst, romance. ★ warnings: major character death. depictions of death/violence, injuries/scars. established relationship; suggestive scenes but no real smut. set in a fictional apocalyptic world. doubling down on the angst warning; i cannot say with any certainty that this is a happy ending. ★ footnotes: this is part of my follower milestone event. viv gave me an inch (a request for angsty seungcheol) and, in turn, i am giving her a mile (a whole thing instead of just a ficlet). mahal kita, @heartepub! this will be the last hozier brainrot i offer you— for now. + much thanks to @gyubakeries and @tusswrites for beta reading! love you both to the end of the world. ❤️‍🩹

↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺ like real people do by hozier. apocalypse by cigarettes after sex. i know the end by phoebe bridgers. fourth of july by sufjan stevens. interlude: i’m not angry anymore by paramore. atlantis by seafret. end of beginning by djo. nobody’s soldier by hozier.

When the fish started dying, you did not think: This is how the world will end.

Why would you? The decimation of marine mammals and seabirds didn’t make the news. The misguided scientific breakthrough that triggered everything was kept under wraps.

It isn’t until much later, until the damage is irreparable and the Rapture is imminent, that you will realize it.

The world as you know it is ending— but at least you have Seungcheol.

There’s some cruelty in the timing of it all. The two of you had just moved in with each other, coasting on the honeymoon phase of a long-term couple with a new thing to share. The paint on your apartment’s walls had yet to dry when the government declared a state of national emergency.

Dozens of other countries followed suit not long after, all blaming one thing or the other. Food crises. Social unrest. Cultural collapse.

“This is crazy,” Seungcheol grumbles.

The television is playing clips of a hurricane tearing through the Philippines. Extreme weather conditions, the reporters are saying. Due to the rise of CO₂ levels.

You and Seungcheol are sprawled out on the floor, watching it unfold. The furniture store meant to deliver your couch has delayed shipment until further notice.

Seungcheol has always been the sulky type, though the expression on his face nowadays has been less of his trademark pout and more of a serious frown. You can feel his growing agitation in the stiff way he holds you, in the set of his eyebrows.

“It’s crazy,” you agree quietly, resting your hand on his knee in a bid to calm him a bit. “But it’ll pass.”

Your touch seems to give some sort of reprieve. He rolls his shoulders. He unclenches his jaw.

“It’ll pass,” he echoes, reaching out to intertwine your fingers.

Neither of you knew just how wrong you could be.

April 8, 2017

Weird times. Cheol knows just how anxious I get when I’m cooped up, so he encouraged me to pick up journaling. I’m not sure how much this will help, but it’s worth a try.

It’s been a month since everything has essentially gone on ‘lockdown’. The news says that all of this started because researchers wanted to regulate harmful algae. Their genetically engineered virus ended up infecting all algae, and now the majority of phytoplankton are just... dead.

I don’t know what to write about. Terrible oxygen levels? Seafood costing a fortune? This ‘work from home’ system everyone is trying to figure out?

I guess I should just write about the good stuff. That way, when I look back on these entries, I can remember something good.

Today, Cheol tried to fix a leaking faucet himself instead of calling for a plumber. We flooded the kitchen floor, and ended up wet from head to toe.

I cooked pasta, called mom and dad on Skype, and watched the latest episode of Santa Clarita Diet.

Once everything opens up again, Cheol and I have to visit my parents. (And ‘get better screwdrivers’, he claims.)

When Seungcheol first kissed you, you did not think: This man is my soulmate.

It had been a clumsy, shy thing, traded way back when the two of you were high schoolers still stealing away from your eagle-eyed parents. Seungcheol liked to wax poetics about how it was perfect even though you know that first kiss was more a clash of teeth than anything.

You don’t discover the truth of everything until a couple of years into dating. Seungcheol had gotten into playing basketball, and, one evening, you absentmindedly pressed your lips to a scar he had at the bend of his elbow.

The mark smoothed out instantly.

Seungcheol had giggled at the development before spending the rest of the night kissing every inch of your skin that he could reach— injured or not. You still think it’s one of your best memories as a couple.

Kisses that healed scars. You hadn’t believed in the stories yourself until it had happened to you, until you realized how fortunate you were that your soulmate wasn’t halfway across the world or something. No, you had your soulmate, and he was more than willing to kiss away all your wounds.

You had counted yourself as lucky. You still think you are, even now, as Seungcheol strokes your hair and holds you to his chest in the pitch black darkness of your apartment.

His voice is quiet and small when he speaks up. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” you mutter back.

“I’m sure this isn’t what you imagined,” he says. “For us moving in together and everything.”

An amused snort escapes you. Of course that would be your boyfriend’s concern. There’s the rotational power outages and the merciless prices of goods due to inflation, but Seungcheol is worried about your expectations not being met.

You shift in his hold. The days have been getting warmer and warmer, and the evenings are no exception. Seungcheol has taken to sleeping shirtless. You’re a couple of celsius away from doing the same.

“It’s not your fault that we decided to move in together for the end times,” you say into the skin of his bare chest.

He gives the small of your back a light thwack. “What have I said about the apocalypse jokes?” he chides lightly.

You roll your eyes. He shouldn’t see it in the darkness, but he knows you all too well. “And don’t roll your eyes at me!”

His reprimand draws a short laugh from you. Even that feels like a monumental effort, like it's a waste of good air.

Seungcheol doesn’t care. He doesn’t care about the two of you waking up in pools of your own sweat, doesn’t care that there are whole government newscasts on how to preserve oxygen in enclosed spaces.

He holds you like a lifeline and kisses you until you’re breathless.

“Cheol,” you whine against his mouth, the protest already at the tip of your tongue. The end is near; sex should be the last thing on your mind.

But then Seungcheol’s fingers toy with the hem of your shirt, and he sounds so, so sweet when he mumbles, “Yes, soulmate?”

That’s always gotten to you.

“Unfair,” you groan as you work on shucking off your own clothes. “You’re so unfair.”

In between giggles, he kisses every part of you. Again, and again, and again.

June 15, 2017

Cheol and I are on the run.

He keeps telling me not to call it that because it supposedly makes us sound like criminals. I think it’s just funny, and God knows I need something to find humor in.

As badly as I want to say “we have gone through worse before,” that would be a lie. We’re out of our apartment and trying to make our way to some place where there’s better air quality. In the meantime, we’re living out of his car. It’s so funny to me that I’ve started laughing until I’m crying.

Anyway, the good stuff: Today’s sunset painted the sky purple. We snagged some still-cold cans of Sprite in an abandoned 7-Eleven. Cheol spotted a family of ducks crossing the road, pointed it out, and said “us, soon!”

Us, soon. It feels dangerous to hope, but that’s all I seem to do nowadays. That and being on the run. (Cheol made me strike out that last part, but whatever.)

When Seungcheol finally admits to you that he is scared, you did not think: This means that things are much, much worse than I thought.

Maybe because there were bigger concerns, like the car’s blinking fuel warning light and the scratches littering Seungcheol’s arms. Like the fool that he was, he had gone against your well-meaning advice to not look for help.

He did not return unscathed.

Your lips are pursed in a thin line as you rip open a Band-Aid. It’s one of the few that the two of you have left, and Seungcheol seems to remember the fact. He reaches out to stop you.

“Hey, c’mon,” he urges, obviously trying to aim for levity. “You know there’s other ways we can fix me up, right?”

The frown that tugs at your lips shows that you’re still less-than-pleased at his little stunt.

“Maybe if you didn’t head out in the first place,” you grumble. “We wouldn’t need any of this.”

Seungcheol looks like he might push back, but seems to decide against it at the last minute. Instead, he wraps his fingers around your wrist and gives you a gentle tug.

“It won’t happen again.” His tone is edged with remorse, enough to almost convince you. Almost.

“No more playing hero?” you ask.

A corner of his lip twitches upward. “No more playing hero,” he concedes before tugging at you again.

You let him. You move closer into his space until you’re practically in his lap, until you’ve got a better view of the angry red cuts on his skin.

Tentatively, you press chaste kisses to the injuries. Seungcheol’s hands find purchase at your waist and he tilts his head back, letting you work your magic. He’s quiet as your lips trace over each gash and wound, as you take away all the hurt with the ghost of a kiss.

After a moment, he mumbles, “Is it bad that I want you right now?”

“Seungcheol.”

“Okay, okay.” A beat. “I want you all the time, actually.”

“Shut up!”

The sound of his laughter fills the car. It’s enough to have you forgetting his murmured confession of fear, the vulnerability that he had tried so quickly to cover up with affection. For a moment, there is nothing else in the world except this, except you, except him.

September 23, 2017

Is it weird to say that I’m starting to forget what it was like before all of this happened? Cheol is trying to assure me that it’s to be expected, that we’ll all be back to ‘normal’ soon, but I don’t even remember what normal is like anymore.

I can’t forget. I don’t want to forget. And so here is a small list of things I took for granted:

The first breeze that tells you winter is coming

The kindness of people who don’t know you

The smallest fish in the sea

Date nights with Cheol

Clean water

Breakfast

My parents

Cheol says there might be some biodomes ahead. Oxygen-regulated habitats. It sounds like something only the rich can afford. We don’t have a lot left between the two of us, and it’s getting harder to jump from building to building.

But there’s something waiting for us on the other side— right? There has to be.

May the best of my todays be the worst of my tomorrows.

When the gunshot rang out, you did not think: This is it.

Seungcheol never gave you any reason to think that way. He had held your hand as you raided rundown grocery stores. He had positioned himself in front of you when there were stampedes. The world might have been ending, but he was with you.

He was with you even when the strangers you ran into started getting more aggressive. He was with you even when fights would break out over necessities like water and medicine.

“People are dangerous when they're desperate,” he’d tell you softly— still his rational, kind self even when faced with the worst of mankind.

He was with you. He was kind. He was yours.

Even when the bullet lodged itself right between his ribs.

There is not much that you remember after that.

The people dispersed. The cause of the fight— a can of chicken noodle soup, once your comfort food— lay forgotten on the floor.

The love of your life, staring unblinking at the sky.

When you sink to the ground, you’re moving purely on instinct. Your quivering lips press over his chest, over the red blossoming and staining his shirt.

You kiss him. Again.

And again.

December 1, 2017

The kisses don’t work on bullet wounds.

▸ Archivist’s note: The following entries are undated and some portions had been redacted/deemed untranscribable. We are led to believe that the author struggled to cope in the aftermath of their soulmate’s death. For posterity, we have still reprinted their final entries.

You’re so unfair.

I still want you.

Things I took for granted: ███████, you, ███████, youyouyou.

What now?

My love, it’s only a matter of ███████—

▸ Archivist’s note: Nothing follows.

This concludes our transcribed logs. The full collection can be viewed at the National Museum of Remembrance.

It is our deepest regret that the author is unnamed and that they cannot be properly credited. However, we know of two things with certainty.

We know of a man named Seungcheol, and we know that he was loved.

#seungcheol x reader #scoups x reader #seungcheol angst #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #svt angst #seventeen angst #seungcheol drabble #( last of my cheol writing for now. i swear )#( but viv gave me this prompt and i just kinda blacked out like ????? Ahahahaha .Whatttt )#( this could have been much longer but im conked out and there is only so much emotion i can manage *shakes fist* )#( ANGST I MISS YOU )#(💎) page: svt #(🥡) notebook #📰 ylangelegy hits 1k

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reasonsforhope · 9 months ago

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"The Netherlands is pulling even further ahead of its peers in the shift to a recycling-driven circular economy, new data shows.

According to the European Commission’s statistics office, 27.5% of the material resources used in the country come from recycled waste.

For context, Belgium is a distant second, with a “circularity rate” of 22.2%, while the EU average is 11.5% – a mere 0.8 percentage point increase from 2010.

“We are a frontrunner, but we have a very long way to go still, and we’re fully aware of that,” Martijn Tak, a policy advisor in the Dutch ministry of infrastructure and water management, tells The Progress Playbook.

The Netherlands aims to halve the use of primary abiotic raw materials by 2030 and run the economy entirely on recycled materials by 2050. Amsterdam, a pioneer of the “doughnut economics” concept, is behind much of the progress.

Why it matters

The world produces some 2 billion tonnes of municipal solid waste each year, and this could rise to 3.4 billion tonnes annually by 2050, according to the World Bank.

Landfills are already a major contributor to planet-heating greenhouse gases, and discarded trash takes a heavy toll on both biodiversity and human health.

“A circular economy is not the goal itself,” Tak says. “It’s a solution for societal issues like climate change, biodiversity loss, environmental pollution, and resource-security for the country.”

A fresh approach

While the Netherlands initially focused primarily on waste management, “we realised years ago that’s not good enough for a circular economy.”

In 2017, the state signed a “raw materials agreement” with municipalities, manufacturers, trade unions and environmental organisations to collaborate more closely on circular economy projects.

It followed that up with a national implementation programme, and in early 2023, published a roadmap to 2030, which includes specific targets for product groups like furniture and textiles. An English version was produced so that policymakers in other markets could learn from the Netherlands’ experiences, Tak says.

The programme is focused on reducing the volume of materials used throughout the economy partly by enhancing efficiencies, substituting raw materials for bio-based and recycled ones, extending the lifetimes of products wherever possible, and recycling.

It also aims to factor environmental damage into product prices, require a certain percentage of second-hand materials in the manufacturing process, and promote design methods that extend the lifetimes of products by making them easier to repair.

There’s also an element of subsidisation, including funding for “circular craft centres and repair cafés”.

This idea is already in play. In Amsterdam, a repair centre run by refugees, and backed by the city and outdoor clothing brand Patagonia, is helping big brands breathe new life into old clothes.

Meanwhile, government ministries aim to aid progress by prioritising the procurement of recycled or recyclable electrical equipment and construction materials, for instance.

State support is critical to levelling the playing field, analysts say...

Long Road Ahead

The government also wants manufacturers – including clothing and beverages companies – to take full responsibility for products discarded by consumers.

“Producer responsibility for textiles is already in place, but it’s work in progress to fully implement it,” Tak says.

And the household waste collection process remains a challenge considering that small city apartments aren’t conducive to having multiple bins, and sparsely populated rural areas are tougher to service.

“Getting the collection system right is a challenge, but again, it’s work in progress.”

...Nevertheless, Tak says wealthy countries should be leading the way towards a fully circular economy as they’re historically the biggest consumers of natural resources."

-via The Progress Playbook, December 13, 2023

#netherlands #dutch #circular economy #waste management #sustainable #recycle #environment #climate action #pollution #plastic pollution #landfill #good news #hope

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hyperfixatedhells · 7 months ago

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hyperspecific sso nostalgia

"you have taken a dangerous fall" or falling off of a cliff so many times that you get taken back to your stable. also the screen turning red when this happened.

magic horses only turning magic if theyre away from civilization.

having to spam W or else your horse will slow down.

waiting for the bus and using the bus ticket.

using the circus ticket.

having to drag and drop items from your inventory.

jojo siwa at the disco.

spirit around jorvik.

collecting the stars and being so excited upon finding one.

certain horses being cold tolerant, [fjord, icelandic, etc] the others slowing down upon entering the valley of the hidden dinosaur.

finding gary goldtooth in the middle of nowhere.

low quality saddle bag pets and that stupid torn saddle bag.

not being able to stack items.

having to build reputation to progress.

the saving nightdust quest.

april fools updates, especially the 2016 supershire.

the summer bonfire event, the birthday event, the st. patricks day event, all of the holiday and seasonal events.

how the areas would be decorated for valentines day, easter, etc.

those things that would temporarily change your starter horses coat into all sorts of wacky things.

the barrel race in moorland.

the old filter.

the trailers being star rider only.

the closets being star rider only.

jumping being star rider only, and justin teaching you how to jump.

no jumping in towns/cities.

the original home stable.

waiting for the fairies and just BARELY missing it.

the baronesses racetrack being under construction for SO LONG.

jorvik not having any snow during christmas.

the 2017 character update and the ORIGINAL original character, plus the original weird looking starter horse.

horse island.

unnamed stable girl, the one that came before maya.

all of the old npcs.

when you enter a new area, the name of it would flash in the middle of your screen.

speed boosts on roads.

star stable news with ylva and matilda.

the loading screen stable cat who gave you tips.

the kallters.

having to build your reputation with the hermit to buy his horses and having to build your reputation with the kallters to buy fjord horses.

the iceberg and the seals.

the clothing and tack being basically unidentifiable until you hovered over them, because the items just had a gray or gold icon with what the item actually classified as. [aka what it looks like on mobile]

the fort pinta shark.

the global store not being around and having to buy things directly from the shops or the mall.

the infamous purple car and bulldozer that would run you over.

having to fill your houses needs multiple times a day plus the little smiley face mood thingy.

only being able to care for your horse near stables.

only having three uses for your water bucket.

unused furniture.

starshine roaming around greendale.

the "glue man" and the little girl in your stable singing during halloween.

wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

the chat filter being called phil.

stacy place oh god stacy place. also archie fails

all of the star stable commercials and ads, especially that one fucking disney channel commercial.

please add your own nostalgias onto this post i would love to hear them

#ssoblr #sso #star stable tumblr #starstableonline #star stable online #starstable

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zakumipink · 2 years ago

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My main account is Zakumi-Akabane. Remember that I speak Spanish, but I always try to respond and write in English so that we understand each other.

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[Jump Force] [Pocket Love] [Food Cats] [BunnyBuns] [Puni Neko] [Kawaii Kitchen] [Alchademy] [Clawbert] [Clawberta] [Sailor Cats] [Sailor Cats 2] [Donuts] [Wholesome Cats] [Monkey Roll] [Happy Hop] [KleptoCats] [KleptoDogs] [KleptoCorns] [Shiba Force] [Sweet Home] [Bakery Story Yeast Ken] [Mochi Cats Collection]

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itsstarseason · 3 months ago

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╰┈➤ ❝ FOR OUR TEAM’S SAKE.

in which, Taeyong confronts Seyeon about her guarded behavior and she realizes she can’t ignore the elephant in the room anymore.

✰ STARRING. Seyeon & Taeyong feat. NCT 127

✰ TIMELINE. 2017, before Cherry Bomb era

✰ THEMES. angst, hurt comfort, lore drop

✰ WARNINGS. profanity, mentions of food and alcohol

✰ WORD COUNT. 2.3k

seyeon lore so complex idek where to start

✰ SEYEON'S MASTERLIST

It’s already midnight when Seyeon is hunched over a plate of grapes at a kitchen counter in the 5th-floor dorm. Doyoung bought grapes and refused to share that information with her and the other 10th-floor members, so Seyeon had to take matters into her own hands and eat them before Doyoung could even take a look at them.

Her elbows rest on the counter as she inspects each grape in her fingers before she pops them into her mouth. It’s dark. There’s one dim kitchen light, but it’s more of a shadow, and the city lights sparkle behind the window. The cold wooden floor sucks on her bare feet and it travels to her exposed legs, but Seyeon doesn’t mind. The faint ticking of the clock and water running from the shower in the bathroom fill the emptiness, but there is something else.

Behind her, Taeyong is sitting on the living room couch, drilling holes in the back of Seyeon’s head for a good few minutes.

“Gonna ask or keep staring?” Her voice resonates through the silence.

Taeyong licks his lips before he answers. “What did you do before you joined SM?”

“I lived in the US.”

He nods, although she can’t see it. “I know. New York, right? How was it?”

She lifts her gaze up for a moment, stares at the white ceiling, and angles her body toward him with a shrug. “Alright. Y’ know, it’s New York. It’s okay. I mean, there’s trash and rats everywhere, but hey! The Statue of Liberty is nice, if y-“

“Seyeon.” He looks straight at her and she stares back at his frown. Her hand, which was resting on the kitchen counter, is now holding onto it. “I’m not asking about New York. I’m asking about you. You never talk about yourself.”

She finally fully faces him. Her feet cross on the wooden tiles and hips rest against the counter. She hides her hands in the pockets of her hoodie and chuckles. “What’s there to talk about? Wanna hear about me chasing rats?” She laughs, but there’s a hint of mockery in her voice.

Taeyong’s stare is sealed on her face. His expression is stone-like.

“Some members feel like they don’t know you.”

Seyeon doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t move and doesn’t look away. She is as stoic as Taeyong.

“Who did you talk to?”

“That’s not important, but it’s not just me. It’s hard to ignore your behavior.”

She looks to the side. Her jaw relaxes as quickly as it tightens. “It’s not true. You guys know me.” Her voice is convincing, but not enough for Taeyong. He gets up from the couch.

“We know you, but we don’t know anything about you.”

He wipes his nose with his fingers. His shoulders drop and he’s staring at her with a mother-like worry. Even his voice sounds like that, despite being shaky.

Seyeon hates it.

“If you want to be coworkers, it’s fine, but you’re a part of our team and you need to be open with us.”

Seyeon shakes her head, but her eyes grow stern on Taeyong. “We’re not just coworkers.”

“Then talk to us. Seyeon, I asked you a simple question, and you ditched it.”

“I know.”

“Is everything okay?” Taeyong hides his hands in the pockets of his pants. His voice is laced with sincerity, and his big eyes stare at hers with concern.

“Yeah.”

Her response is light, but the longer Taeyong stares at her, the more confidence her eyes lose. They wander around the dark room. She can only see the shapes of furniture, but at the moment, she prefers that over Taeyong’s pity.

“Seyeon.” Taeyong’s voice cuts through the silence. Half of his body is gone behind the wall. Seyeon’s head turns to him with the same unreadable expression. “If it’s a personal matter, I can’t tell you anything. But, we’ve been a team for more than a year and we will be for a long while. So, as a leader,” his eyes flicker to her feet before he gives a final look at her face, “whatever it is, rip the bandaid off. Please. For our team’s sake.”

He lingers long enough for his words to settle into the dark room, then disappears in the hallway. Seyeon’s head hangs low and her fingers curl inside her pockets. She gulps.

For our team’s sake.

A few nights later, Seyeon returns to the 5th-floor dorm.

The conversation with Taeyong lingered in her mind like a rabbit jumping in and out of its underground tunnels. She had expected a confrontation—the members aren’t stupid and she could only go so long avoiding any not-work-related interaction—but she thought she could ride that wave longer.

That night, Taeyong left her no choice. She can’t risk hindering the group’s dynamics and she can’t keep lying to them. If she chose to live this life, she should man up and go in on it.

The dorm is pitch black until Seyeon’s eyes adjust to the darkness. It’s quiet, too; the floor is barely creaking under Seyeon’s bare feet. The cold from her damp hair makes her exposed legs shiver. She walks to the kitchen first. Her eyebrows raise at the sight of clean counters. She has grown used to the mess on the 10th floor, it’s strange to see the sink not filled with dirty dishes. She opens the fridge. The light casts a shadow on her face, making her eyes squint before she inspects each shelf. A bottle of beer is hidden behind some leftovers, so she takes it, opens it with her teeth, and closes the fridge. It’s probably Taeyong’s.

With the beer in hand, Seyeon walks toward his room. A “Come in!” reaches her ears as soon as she knocks on the door.

Taeyong is seated at his desk across the door. The blue light from the computer screen is illuminating his face and a lamp in the corner of his room is lighting the place. He is staring at her, a little confused. He still has makeup on from the day, but the dark circles under his eyes are now peaking through the layers of concealer.

“Hi.”

Seyeon shuts the door behind her and sits cross-legged on his bed, placing the beer in her legs. She catches the quick side eye Taeyong gives her and looks at him. “What?”

He licks his lips and shakes his head. “Just… don’t spill the beer, please.”

She stares at him for a second before a smirk appears on her lips. “Got it. No wet bed tonight.”

Taeyong chuckles, but then his expression turns unreadable. He watches water drip from her hair onto his sheets and takes a deep breath. She’s making a mess. Taeyong looks back at Seyeon’s face, but she is already staring ahead, eyes unfocused, and sips on the drink he bought yesterday. Taeyong takes another deep breath. The words linger on the tip of his tongue. He looks at her face and opens his mouth to say something and that’s when he stops himself.

Seyeon’s lips are pressed into a thin line. Her gaze isn’t just unfocused, it’s distant. Her back is hunched and her slim fingers play with the bottle. Although she has just showered, she looks the opposite of refreshed.

Taeyong knows why Seyeon is here. He is starting to figure out how she works, so he turns back to his computer but leaves his body angled toward her.

Seyeon takes longer them either of them expected. She shifts restlessly on the bed, lying on her back, side, stomach, back to sitting. Her fingers fidget with her clothes, hair, even her toes, and Taeyong’s sheets, and the silence between them only stretches with her wandering eyes. By the time Seyeon speaks, most of her beer is gone and Taeyong’s eyes are red from rubbing them too many times.

“I never wanted to be an idol.”

Taeyong’s hand pauses over the keyboard. His head twitches toward her and his eyes immediately find her face. He slowly turns his chair toward his bed, facing her.

“Had no singing or dancing skills… never even thought of it,” she says with a half-smile. “Like a week after I came to Korea, though, this one woman basically stalked me,” she chuckles, making quick eye contact with Taeyong. “She was everywhere I was, I have no idea how. And she’d always come up to me and ask ‘Do you want to be famous?’, ‘You have potential’, ‘You should be a celebrity’, shit like that—I was 10 years old, it was fucking weird—she just kept telling me to audition. I’d just ignore her, but one time I thought she’d leave me alone if I go.”

A smile lingers on Seyeon’s flushed face, but it’s paired with a light frown like she’s judging her own words. She glances at Taeyong long enough to catch his reaction without eye contact. He is staring at her with a kind of pureness in his eyes. He stays silent. Seyeon takes a sip of the beer and continues.

“It was a random day in a week. I dunno, maybe Thursday? Doesn’t matter. But the moment I entered the building,” her eyes widen, “everyone was staring. Everyone knew who I was, I could tell. It was so fucking weird. And it was around the time ‘Tell Me’ by Wonder Girls was released, so I learned the choreography and sang it. It was terrible.” She pauses, shaking her head. “It was so bad.”

A soft smile graces Taeyong’s face and his head tilts to the side. “You were always the best trainee. I couldn’t be that bad.”

“Deadass.” She stares at him. “I mean, you know, I did my worst on purpose, but oh my fucking God…” Her palm lands on her lips to cover her open mouth. “I gave them the laziest performance ever. And—you know how they are—they were so silent. The air was so awkward, they were staring at me and I could barely see their faces because of the lights. The atmosphere was so weird, so I thought I tricked them and scared them away. They brought a contract instead.”

Taeyong’s mouth drops open.

“They signed you right away?”

Seyeon nods. “After ten years, that moment is still the fastest I’ve ever seen them work.”

Taeyong lets out an airy laugh. He shifts in his chair, resting his intertwined fingers on his lap and letting his spine melt into the leather. “When they cast me, I said I’ll audition if they buy me food. They agreed.” His smile falters a little. “It was a little weird, but,” his voice gets weaker, “I had no choice.”

All this time, Taeyong thought he and Seyeon were far from similar. But with the way Seyeon stares at him now, silent and free of any judgment with such deep understanding in her eyes, he thinks she knows exactly what he means. He doesn’t have to say anything more, because she knows what it means to be desperate. He feels seen—not as an idol or a leader—as a person with wounds and scars. He thinks he sees the same in her.

Still, it’s too much to handle. Taeyong clears his throat. “If you didn’t want to be an idol, why didn’t you leave?”

Seyeon’s jaw tightens. Her fingers intertwine around the bottle between her legs and her eyes jump to the computer screen behind Taeyong. She gulps and nods toward it. “Open YouTube. I wanna watch something.”

Taeyong stares at her blankly. “Now?”

“Yeah,” she says in a flat tone.

He can press on further and point out how she ignored his question. He can send her away and finally go to sleep. But after four years of knowing each other, this is the first time Seyeon has ever voluntarily spent time with him. For the first time since their debut, Seyeon initiated a conversation that was more than small talk or job-related. It’s not worth the risk, at least not tonight.

Taeyong does what she says. He scrolls for a minute until any video catches his eye. When it does, he looks at her for approval, and she nods. They watch the video in silence. Seyeon lies on his bed, and Taeyong slides down on his chair and puts his feet on the edge of the seat, wrapping his arms around his calves.

That night, Seyeon falls asleep before she can walk back to her dorm. She occupies most of Taeyong’s bed and still has the—now empty—beer bottle in her hand. He watches one or two more videos before he turns the computer off.

Taeyong’s gaze shifts to Seyeon with a sigh. He walks to her, takes the bottle from her grasp, and puts it on his desk. He gently shoves Seyeon’s limp body to the side of the bed and lies down on the empty side.

His cheek presses into the pillow and his body melts into the mattress. It’s a single-sized bed, but there’s just enough space for either of them. Their backs gently press into each other, and as Taeyong listens to Seyeon’s muffled breaths, he lets his eyes close. It’s a little strange to be this close to Seyeon. It’s the first time her guard is not up in front of Taeyong or any of the members, even more so now that she is asleep. It’s new, but oddly comfortable. For the first time, he doesn’t mind having wrinkled sheets.

Before he falls into slumber, Taeyong hopes that none of them will regret tonight.

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plounce · 2 months ago

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new mogtomes event rewards!

dropping next wednesday, 2/26: easier ways to get cool stuff! (link to the official site)

i've compiled the in-game sources for all the rewards under the cut (or in this bsky thread)!

PAISSA EARRING - this is new! never-before-seen paissa earring! here's the paissa brat minion, and here's a full-grown paissa

INFERNO JACKET - previously a reward for the mogtomes event leading up to 5.5.

SHADOW GWIBER - lv 80 trial hades extreme

FALCON IGNITION KEY - this was a was a reward for being subscribed during a specific 90 day time period iin 2017 (ty to a bsky commenter for this correction)! it has land, air, and underwater forms!!

MAGICKED BED - shb treasure map dungeons provide enchanted elm lumber, 3 of which can be used to craft this (your eyes are actually open when you use it. which bugs me, so i had tomte close her eyes for this pic)

QUEEN'S GUARD BARDING - a possible drop from delubrum reginae, the bozja duty between the two exploration areas! (bozja is unlocked post-5.0; you have to have also completed the stb alliance raids)

ANCIENT ONE - a minion from the optional/bonus shb dungeon anamnesis anyder

PRIMAL ANGEL ORCH ROLL - from the eden's verse: furor, aka e6, aka the garuda/ifrit fight.

MODERN AESTHETICS: FORM & FUNCTION - silver/gold bunny treasure chests in eureka pyros.

PLEASANT DOT PARASOL - lockboxes from the bozjan southern front, or purchase with 25 clusters there.

BALLROOM ETIQUETTE: THE WINSOME WALLFLOWER - /lean emote. 1800 skybuilder's scrips (firmament/diadem, so crafting/gathering)

ELBST HORN & BOMB PALANQUIN HORN - ARR allied society quests, sahagin and kobolds respectively

LEGENDARY KAMUY & HALLOWED KAMUY - stormblood extremes, shinryu ex and seiryu ex respectively

woodland chair, apothecary's workbench, candlelit sundries, fat cat rug, and fluffy pancakes are all easily craftable furniture. you can buy them on the market board OR i will make these for you (i ♥ crafting). don't waste your mogtomes.

WIND-UP SYLPH - minion from the ARR allied society quests for the sylphs.

the skallic clothes are all drops from the post-stormblood msq dungeon "the drowned city of skalla", which can be run with duty support. it has the essential BLU spell "hydro push" as well. (the striking/aiming/healing pants are a cute glam option for fem characters! these are dyed soot black)

SPECIAL TIMEWORN MAPS: lv 70, 80, 90 guaranteed portal treasure maps. POTENTIALY special are lv 90 khumbhiraskin maps (maze); CONCEIVABLY special are lv 90 ophiotauroskin maps (roulette). lv 70s can help you get the 'luckiest of lord/ladies' title. all good choices if you have spare mogtomes.

not covering riding maps because they are not useful and are a waste of currency (imo). riding maps do NOT affect your FLYING speed! only your ground speed!

TRIPLE TRIAD CARDS:

POROGGO: npc, seika, idyllshire

HONOROIT: npc, house fortemps manservant, ishgard

SEEKER OF SOLITUDE: lv 80 msq dungeon, grand cosmos

SHB WOL: lv 80 msq trial, seat of sacrifice (normal & ex)

EDEN'S PROMISE: lv 80 eden raid, eden's promise: eternity (e12n + savage)

BITTY DUCKBILL - minion, shb+ hunt currency (800 nuts), crystarium hunt desk.

BACON BITS - minion, lv 80 botanist retainer venture.

THE GARDEN'S GATES ORCH ROLL - shb allied society quests for pixies (which are shb's combat society quests).

CURIEL ROOT - can be used to feed your chocobo to increase exp gains for it. you can only use this if you have a stable available, either through your apartment, house, or FC house. can just be bought through the marketboard.

MAGICKED PRISMS (JOB MASTERY) - fun stars effects for a few seconds. a mogtome staple. if you truly want some sparkles for a few seconds, holidays usually have some and there are doubtless people selling their variant dungeon prisms on the market board for pocket change.

MGP PLATINUM CARD - 50k mgp, which is a nice chunk of change. if you have spare mogtomes after getting everything else you want, my recommendation is spending them either on these or special timeworn maps (which can be stacked, keeping your inventory tidy!)

to get every registrable item (as in items that you pop and then can use in perpetuity in some fashion) (and again excluding riding maps) would take 767 mogtomes.

that's everything! happy mogtomes! i'm very excited to see what the ultimog challenge will be...

#chirps #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #tomte peregrin #because she was my vanna white for this. thank you tomte

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hometoursandotherstuff · 6 months ago

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Featured on Netflix's "Most Amazing Vacation Rentals," in 2021, the Wonder Haus has just hit the market. The 2002 home, remodeled in 2017, in Pagosa Springs, CO has 2bds, 2ba, 2,689 sq ft, and they're asking $2.25m.

The front entrance. It's built into the earth, but it's got big windows.

It's kind of nice.

Nothing is mentioned about the furniture coming with it. I like the dining room chairs.

The architecture is very unique. Look at the balcony.

The ladders give it a Pueblo look.

I like the mural.

They don't show much of the kitchen. It's not that impressive, though.

Bedroom #1 is nice.

And, this is bedroom #2. It doesn't look like it, but both bedrooms are up the ladders in the lofts.

Stairs to the tower on top of the house.

Look at the size of the tower.

There isn't much room to sit up here, though.

There are simple seating areas around the house no pool or anything.

Garage in the back of the house.

There's a lot of land - 6.98 acres.

https://www.trulia.com/home/329-bross-pl-pagosa-springs-co-81147-96841400

#unique homes #former airbnbs for sale #architecture #houses #house tours #home tour

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avaf00rd · 1 year ago

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Leah Williamson relationship HC

A better fic will be out soon hang tight.

This is a scrap I made.

I would barely classify these as head cannons as they are very long. They are just about your relationship in general☺️

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-you and Leah were best friends and crazy close when you first joined Arsenal in 2017. When you left to go to Barcelona in 2019 you both felt like a huge part of your lives were missing. When you came back to Arsenal in 2021 you both realised you were in love and started dating

-you always praise Leah for being the most fashionable person you know. You weren’t terrible yourself but you were always getting her to help you with what to wear daily

-whenever you two go to events together Leah will always make sure you get to the after party. Your pretty good at calling it a night often, which means Leah is dragging you for more drinks more often that not

-you, Leah and Alex Scott were sort of a trio. Sure Leah and Alex were a tad closer. But you had all been on multiple trips together

-your the cook of the house. She can’t go much further than toast. She tried to make frozen chicken one time for you both, but it ended up breaking the oven due to a weird setting she turned the oven on to.

-when she did her ACL you were in tears for her. When she walked off, She told you to get a goal for her. You didn’t in the end which made you sick to your stomach. You felt terrible and was just as devastated as Leah.

-your Australian. So bringing Leah over to your home was your favourite thing.

-Christmas in your house was amazing. You both decked out the house completely and danced and sung to Christmas songs all December.

-when buying your first house together. You had the biggest say. You had great taste is properties to buy so you kind of found a flat online and showed Leah. She said yes so you immediately booked an inspection. You got that flat two days later.

-You also bought all the furniture one night when you were both on international break and got it delivered to where Leah was. She was a bit shocked when she FaceTimed you after coming home to 45 delivery boxes.

-your taste in movies was so divergent. She liked the more fantasy movies like lord of the rings and Harry Potter. She also loved horror. Which was terrible for you. You loved romance movies, you’re either making Leah watch that or some stupid documentary you heard of.

-you were a huge dog person. And Leah already owned a dog when you first moved in together, but you had 2. So now it’s a crazy house 24/7.

-you love being together in the kitchen, listening to music and goofing around with a good bottle of wine. You both turn on old love songs and slow dance around the kitchen.

-she made you late to most trainings. Due to her stuffing around in the mornings. It got even worse when she cut her bangs

-one afternoon you were both chatting on how she used to have a fringe as a child. You said she would suit one (but you think she suits anything). So of course 2 weeks later she texts you to let you know she’s going to the hairdresser…

-Leah can be kinky asf. Come on we all know this

-sometimes after dinner you will beg her to play on the piano for you. She’s actually outstanding at it and you’re so proud of her. You will take your wine glass over and sit on the seat next to her while she plays.

-you tried to convince her to get Santa photos with the dogs. Which she very quickly declined.

-you were very good at makeup. You became obsessed with it as a teenage girl. So you find yourself doing Leah’s a lot for nights out and events. Even just doing a big look for fun.

-the girl couldn’t ride a bike to save her life. So you always tried to help teach her . She would somehow always say yes, Even if it was just an excuse to get a good laugh out of you.

-you and your Matilda’s team played in the World Cup and came fourth after being knocked out by her country in the semis. Your heart ached that you couldn’t finish it for your country, but it ached just the same at the fact that your girlfriend couldn’t lead her country to the grand finals like she had always dreamt of.

-every night you slept with your head tucked into the crook of her neck, arms cuddling onto her torso. It was just the best way both of your bodies melted together.

-sometimes she tried to take you on golfing dates. The first time she did, she told you she was good. Like the powerful Leah Williamson would. You were humble and said you would need her help. But when you swung your shot you actually made a great one and it had Leah’s jaw on the floor.

-you both had your first photo shoot together in 2020 just before covid. And you lived very minute of it. Now you have done heaps for brands like Calvin Klein, bikini brands, and more together, you both now being known for your hot couple photo shoots.

-you were both completely clumsy. The worst thing was when Leah and you had to screw a window nail tighter. Don’t ask why. But you apparently weren’t holding it properly. Causing it to fall out the other side of the frame. Completely shattering into the pool.

-though you were always chasing after her for outfit inspiration. You both looked phenomenal wherever you went. You would both be shot on camera court-side of a basketball game, on vacation or at dinner in the best outfits and hair.

-you though she was the hottest girl you had ever seen in your life. You had only had boyfriends who play football in your life before Leah. So you always blamed Leah for being gay.

-her love for country music was one of the things that made you fall in love with her. Along with her charming personality

-you were a striker for arsenal. When you scored in a game, you would do your celebration jump with your fists in the air and always try to look for Leah, to see if it was her arms you could jump into first. And she was always there, screaming at you for your goal with her arms wide open.

-your a bottom most of the time. But sometimes you switch it up and she lives for your dominant side.

-you suffered a severe back injury in 2022 while in Australia. You were scared you would never play again. Leah was on the next plane out to Australia, even though she was told not to. Just so she could sit next to your bed and hold your hand for hours.

-seeing Leah back in training after doing her ACL. With the brightest smile on her face, made your heart melt every time.

#arsenal women #woso #leah williamson x reader #leah williamson imagine #leah williamson #lionesses #wsl #woso x reader #woso community #woso imagine #woso fanfics

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rheya28 · 2 years ago

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Windenburg Train Station [Restaurant + Cafe ] ♥ The Sims 4: Build // CC

➽ Speed Build Video

➽ Rheya's Notes:

Hi guys, Today I present to you The Windenburg Train Station located in Windslar. This train station is known for it's Classical Architecture and beautiful historic interiors that has been conserved for decades. While the interior was updated with modern furniture's, the overall structure and essence of the building remains the same. Located inside is a 5 star restaurant, "Florentine," and a café, "Stella's Cafe," where sims can dine and lounge while waiting. The Windenburg Train Station is a multifunctional lot athat can be set as a restaurant or a Cafe. Some Spaces were left empty as I did not want to overly clutter the space with too many custom content. Feel free to decorate it! Considering that this is a multifunctional lot, I recommend downloading LittleMsSam's Lock Door mod to lock doors in community lots. This will give you more control of the space. If you want your sims to specifically be seated inside the restaurant, I suggest locking the doors to the cafe and other parts of the building.

➽ Important Notes:

● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other peoples save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators ● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build

➽ Lot Details

Lot Name: The Windenburg Train Station Lot Type: Restaurant & Cafe Lot size: 64x64 Location: Winslar, Windenburg

➽ Mods:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

➽ CC List:

Note: I reuse a lot of the same cc in all my builds, specifically cc's from felixandre, HeyHarrie, Tuds, and Pierisim so if you're interested in downloading past, present, future build from me i suggest getting all their cc sets to make downloading a little easier! other creators include Sooky, Charlypancakes, Sixam, Thecluttercat, Myshunosun, awingedllama, Peacemaker, kiwisim4. This will also ensure that the lots are complete and are not missing any items upon downloading !

Awingedllama: Boho Living, Apartment Therapy, Nostalgia Living

Sooky: Paintings (all)

Felixandre x Harrie: Baysic, Jardane, livin Rum, Orjanic, Kichen

Caiocc: Cozy Set up

Charly Pancakes: Munch, Maple & S Construction, Lighthouse Collection, Chalk, Miscellenea, Modish, Slouch

FelixAndre: Chateau, Berlin, Colonial, Florence, Gatsby, Georgian, Gothic Revival, Grove, Kyoto, London, November 2017 set, Paris, Shop the look Season 2, Florence, Berlin

Harrie: Heritage, Coastal, Brownstone, Kwatei, Octave, Shop the look, Spoons

Kaiso: Rusti.co

Kiwisim4: Blockhouse Dining

Little DicaL Countryside Cabin, Greasy Goods, Rise & Grind, Roman Holiday

Madame Ria: Basic Luxe Kitchen, Cottage Living Wallpaper addon solid colours no wood,

Mycupofcc: Maple Manor

TheCluttercat: Dandy Diary, Sunny Sundae

Myshunosun : Daria, Dawn Living, Herbalist Kitchen

Peacemaker: Hamptons, Mina Kitchen

Pierisim: Autie Vera, Coldbrew, David Apartment, Domain Du Clos, MCM, Oak House, The office, Tilable, Winter Garden

Charlypancakes x Pierisim: Precious Promises

The plumbob Tea society: Cottage Garden

mlysmakescc: Pufferhead

Surelysims: Office space

Sixam: Hotel Bedroom

Tuds: Cave, Cross, IND

Taurus Design: Angela Bedroom, Lilith Chilling Areas

Whos is Sage: SImply striking Kitchen

● DOWNLOAD Tray File and CC list: Patreon Page ● Origin ID: anrheya [previous name: applez] ● Twitter: Rheya28__ ● Tiktok: Rheya28__ ● Youtube: Rheya28__

#sims 4 #ts4 #sims #thesims4 #showusyourbuilds #sims 4 builds #builds #thesims #the sims 4 screenshots #build

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