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🏳️‍🌈  HAPPY PRIDE MONTH 🏳️‍🌈

kuen is a very articulate person so isn't a surprise to know that when she kisses her wife its with the porpuse to awake every type of desires that anna has. they are passionate, hot and wet. every time they kiss she likes to show why kuen was and it always would be the woman of her dreams, her muse. she absolute  loves teasing anna, she uses her hands to touch every part of her body, but there are times though that kuen lets anna take the lead when kissing because as much she likes to show that she owns the other, she also wants for to know that her body and soul are meant for her,  to know how much are the desires anna has and that is one of that times that she has the time to proof her. and that yearning kuen has for her wife get stronger when she can have anna around when she has to work overseas, when the other became busy with her own work and now more than ever so everytime they get a chance to be together kuen doesn't have anything more in mind than love anna. she plans about what date they could have, a surprise she would make for her, the height difference they have and how she loves moving her mouth to kiss her neck and leave that head over heals effect she would give and she gets so excited just daydream about it.

i know for a fact that kim yura wonders why the fuck took her so long to know she liked women and why she never met chiyo earlier when they kissed. the way that she kisses her is so groundbreaking, its like there is nothing in the world that could even compare to the way that chiyo taste. i know this sound irrealistic somehow but its the way that i can picture it, every kiss she ever gave to the other was to show that there is no better feeling than being with the person who makes your life better. and every kiss she gave she end them with a smile on her face and caressing the other skin. she also says 'i love you' between them because if you think about it in this thread that they are the only couple that experienced living in a prejudiced society when even if it seem that the world was changing there were still people who think how much they were wrong for being with each, how shameful they should feel for having those feelings so for chiyo it was a must for her to show how much she cared about her, to make her feel save and loved, showing how there no better person for her than yura.

hailey kisses seulgi to assure her of how much she loves her. they are gentle and she takes time with them, they rarely intensify to lead to something else because when they make out hailey prefers much more to spend her time memorizing every detail of her girlfriend's face, doing whatever they would do and kiss every corner she could than that act of sex itself, which is not a bad thing because she saves those eager type kisses for specials moments, the one when she realizes how incredible the other one is that her heart is aching too hard for her to try not be all over the other. hailey had been with so many people but she probably never truly enjoyed or feel atract to them as as she does with seulgi, she always gets breathless when their lips meet each other it is such a amazing experience that being with seulgi became something very scared to her. and for obvious reasons, she doesn't show affection much on public occasions unless are kisses on the girl's shoulder, the palm of her hand and especially in her ear after asking her to go somewhere else. she just loves kissing seulgi when it feels like they are the only two people in the world, without any distractions and opinions about it.

sunny kisses are very confident, she knew she was an into girls since she was a little kid and i might never talk about it but its an understatement that she got girls more than noah could ever dream of (i do like to believe there was one of noah's girlfriend that felt more attracted to sunny than her brother). and a thing that i believe is one of evie's favorite thing about her girlfriend is that sunny is so mysterious that she never knew what was really coming when they got together. they lips seem very in sync with each other, they have a lot of fights in them to know who is going to give up in and let the other being in control, and the times when sunny wins they are very wild, her hands finds their way into her clothes very quickly. evie had this power over sunny than the she doesn't even know how to contetualixed but she was the only person that sunny never got tired of. she didn't half of the time how to date a celebrity, she let evie be free and always let her door open for to come to her to come around and be with her and the best thing was that the other seem to have fall in love with her too that sunny doesn't waste a second of the kisses that she wants to give. you sort of understand why evie went missing during her group hiatus.

brittany had this huge crush on millie for so long that when she finally noticed her, her brain quite comprehend very well. millie gets to be over her a lot of times and it does times britanny's body can only shiver with her touch, let herself feel the girl in her mouth, and crave for more. she lets little moans shake when they kiss and she loves putting her hand over her neck. different from a lot of my muses, brit is very submissive so i only can say how much she gives of herself in those kisses. although, i can sense that she can been a jealously person, and they are could be times when she would surprise millie in giving one of the best kissed she ever had just to prove to her (and to herself) that she is the only person who millie shall be with, and this made lead to a probably fact that they made out a lot on public and dispatch has pictures of them (just an idea idk)

[itslovesick]

𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 ♡︎

𝑪𝒓 @lovesickpst

[handelmatias]

Close your eyes

[bewby]

💌 U.U

TEO... i associate you with being THE ginger..... you know how people say certain idols are natural blondes.. that's me with you but ginger hair of course.... i also associate you with the boyz like it's just. yeah. you know why you KNOW... sunwoo especially and the chucky bitch what's his name again. CHANGMIN? .... cheokhee... also as of late with sunmis latest cb i associate you with her. also with having a perfect nose and having a model aura..... BEING A LEO MOON!!!!!..... and objectifying men.... your expertise... OH AND of course balkan stuff and good music (your ig stories). OH AND WERENT YOU DOING ARCHITECTURE STUFF .... ? that as well hehehe

[lovehotelreservation]

HELLO CHELL! It's my time as a Sylvain stan to make my summer comeback! (ㆁᴗㆁ✿) [왜 예쁜 날 두고 가시나 ? // Why are you leaving a beautiful woman like me behind? - SUNMI] Everyone in the idol community knew that you had a messy breakup with Sylvain (who cheated on you). And your amazing break up song was the comeback you needed. But now you have to dance the song with Sylvain on stage (think Taemin&Sunmi's dance) at an awards show! Things are SUPER tense in the practice rooms. Who knows what can happen?

BLESS U ETERNALLY FOR THIS GODLY PROMPT ANON I STAN U 4EVER AND LOOK FORWARD TO UR NEXT COMEBACK

HKFLAHFKA THIS ENDED UP SO HONKIN ANGSTILY HONRY 4GIVE ME

I HOPE U ENJOY!!!

It was going through the motions.

The twist of your hips, every facial expression to punctuate each melodious word that was meant to come out from your lips, your feet across the polished wooden floor based on muscle memory rather than the beat of the song.

So many months dedicated to perfecting and performing this exact choreography.

It was why you could run through the song’s dance with your eyes closed, as you were doing now.

However, given your upcoming appearance upon the bigger, grander stage of the esteemed Fódlan Awards show, a mere reiteration of your established for one of the biggest singles in your career thus far was not enough.

Not even an extended, remixed cut of your song was going to be enough to appease the audience.

As told by the higher executives at your record label.

You had to do something different.

Daring.

“We’re supposed to be in sync you know.”

Your eyes fluttered open.

And then, ever reluctantly, traveled up to a pair of twinkling brown irises, a cheeky grin, and a wild head of ginger red hair that never failed to seize attention.

Even given the circumstances, he still had it in him to sound so carefree.

Tall and gorgeous, broad shoulders that stretched out a short-sleeved white shirt that revealed toned arms and clung to a well-defined and chiseled torso, charming and captivating.

He was the idol that took the industry by storm with his talent and a subsequent controversy.

He was the man who once cradled your heart before allowing it to plummet to the ground.

He was Sylvain and he was to share the stage with you to perform the very song you penned in lieu of his unfaithfulness.

There was too much money behind his success. Your record label had to get him back in the good grace of the public, hence the ‘special’ arrangement for your performance, your feelings be damned.

And it was those forsaken feelings that made just simply looking at him too hard to bear.

Still, rather than humoring him, you only scoffed while continuing your routine: the both of you had to mirror one another’s movements, and you absolutely hated how his body continued to manage with remaining perfectly in sync with yours even if you attempted to slow or quicken each of your motions.

“If you’ve got time to talk while we’re supposed to be practicing, we can end this right here.”

His grin still remained in place, even as the shine in his eyes dwindled ever so slightly.

“I hear ya, I hear ya.”

The slowed music of the extended cut of your song’s chorus played, signaling for when it was time the two of you would point at one another before facing out to where the audience would be.

But rather than turn himself or allow you to do the same, he simply took a step forward, eliminating the space between you to grasp your wrist.

His lips were still quirked into a smile, but the words he then spoke were tinged with gruff melancholy. “You know how I am—I can’t ever appreciate a good thing even when it’s in front of me.”

Immediately, you tried to draw your hand back, but the hold that his hand--so much larger compared to yours--refused to offer any escape.

“Don’t you even start, you bastard--!” You lashed out, finding the sob that had been fighting to come loose from your lips beginning to viciously claw its way from the bottom of your throat. Not wanting to lose face in front of him, you were prepared to storm out from the practice room. Whether right over to your manager to demand once again to have a different dance partner, or outside to hail a taxi--anywhere was better than to share the same space as him.

He didn’t even flinch from what you said, the look in his eyes remorseful as it was determined. 

“Call me whatever you like. Make more songs to let the whole world how I fucked up. I’ll take it—” One more step closer towards you was taken while the tone in his voice was resolute in its desperation. “--lose my whole career over it. If it means you’ll take me back, I’ll grovel right on stage when we perform.”

To cry from anger or to cry that there was a tug at your heart strings from his determination to patch things up.

Vehemently, you shook your head, again while attempting to break free from his grip.

“Embarrass me like that and I’ll never forgive you--!”

Your wrist was freed.

But your body was immediately seized into an embrace while his lips planted right onto yours.

The scent of his favorite cologne, the softness of his mouth, the gentle heat of his body.

How you’ve missed them so as you found yourself returning his kiss, the familiarity you tried so hard to escape from lulling you immediately back in.

Your mouths soon parted but Sylvain kept you near while he brought his hand to cradle your cheek, his voice soft in a murmur, “So is there a chance that there’s room for forgiveness?”

The word ‘forgiveness’ suddenly had your mind reeling back to the horrid morning of tabloid magazines with pictures of him spotted on a late night rendezvous with a model he did a recent photoshoot with, social media ablaze as the idol community bore witness to the drama unfolding, your phone bombarded with texts and calls from management, family and friends, and most of all, him.

A sentence tumbled out from your lips, one you’ve been meaning to tell him to his face for a long while.

“I hate you.”

Once more, he didn’t flinch. He just kept you near and within his reach as he spoke,

“Do you hate this then?”

Sylvain was kissing you again, longingly, urgently. You were squirming in his arms all the while melting in his embrace, all the while his hands began to roam around your body, seeking out the sensitive points on your figure that he devoted himself to memorizing during your relationship.

He was just too good.

And this only made things worse.

“Let me make it up to you, let me make it up to you...”

Those were the words he urged in a husky murmur as you found yourself carefully laid down on the floor with him hovering right on top of you. Clothes began to scatter across the floor of the practice room as he proceeded to devote nothing but reverence to your body by the earnest suckles of his mouth on your nipples to the fluid circling of his thumb over your clit. The playback of your track had since finished, with the sound of your moans mingling with his amidst the noise of skin meeting skin in brisk slaps.

Your bodies were pressed together, joined. He was sinking the thick girth of his cock in and out of you, at first slow and indulgent but only driven to pick up his tempo with the sound of your mewls while your legs hugged around his waist while your nails scratched along his ivory shoulders.

“That’s right. Scratch me up, call me a lowlife--get it out of your system. Just take me back is all that I’m begging here,” he hissed, shuddering as he planted his mouth right onto yours for another kiss, relieved by the lack of resistance from your end.

Together.

Together as you were entangled within one another.

Together as you both soon reached climax while desperately clinging onto each other’s bodies.

Together as the two of you laid on the floor, Sylvain holding you close and tight, his grip so firm as though any give would have you slip away from him once again. Tears slipped from your eyes, immediately wiped by his lips kissing them away as he murmured a litany of apologies.

For so long, you’ve done all you could to move on from the broken love that you both shared.

And here you were, going through the motions once again.

[loonarmiyane]

Tagged by @my-faves-said-gay-rights (thank you so much !)

Tag 8 people you wanna know better

Favourite colour: mmmh i’d say red and pink, but i also like purple

Last song listened to: on youtube i just watched a video of a girl playing drums on Not Shy by Itzy, otherwise yesterday i checked out weki meki’s song and the last one was tiki taka that i added to my playlist

Favourite musicians: oof idk i change opinions all the time i don’t have faves on the long run  but mmh let’s say halsey bc i’ve listened to her for a long time, I also listen to dua Lipa a lot, i used to listen a lot to ariana grande but not anymore, i like billie eillish, jorja smith has an amazing voice, and regarding kpop i’d say Sunmi is a solid one, these days i’m really into stray kids, nct are really good too, also red velvet,dreamcatcher, monstaX, ateez, these are some group i listen to

Last movie I watched: omg i don’t know i don’t watch movies these days i mostly watch shows and dramas, it was probably a movie i watched with my mom but i don’t remember what it was

Last show I watched: It’s okay not to be okay, it was really good! i also watched Mr Heart, really short korean bl drama, it was really cute. right now i’m watching haikyuu

Favourite character: that’s a question i cannot answer my dude. just bc i’m watching haikyuu i’m gonna do an honorable mention to hinata bc he’s so cute i loe him

Sweet, spicy or savoury: mmh savoury i think ? i can’t eat spicy and i like sweet but not too much

Sparkling water, tea or coffee: tea 

Any pets: i have 3 cats, one at my mom’s her name is Mia but we have a conflicted relationship also we barely call her by her name, she’s tabby grey with some patches of ginger, and two cats at my dad’s: a ginger one, his name is Zephyr, and a black one, her name is Nausicaa

i tagg: idk who to tagg lol idk a lot of blogs so mmh @wickymicky @sealkid-s @twancingyunhoe and i’m gonna stop there bc i’m too shy..

[austenholls]

Purple-Hued Night

LOCATION → huntington beach, ca

TIME FRAME → friday night, june 18th, 2027 | 11:00 - 11:47 PM 

NOTES →  written on discord.  winnie & austen chat in the hot tub while sharing a bottle of lukewarm Jameson - about austen’s muse, winnie’s dancing, and caring about what people think. 

TAGGING → @austenholls & @songwheein

Austen 

[ Austen, bottle of Jameson in her hand, shimmies out of her shorts to reveal her red swimsuit bottoms. This night feels weird, it isn't how she wanted it to go, but by now she's somewhere between tipsy and drunk and her barely there high from earlier has dissipated. She slips into the hot tub, eyes attempting to avoid the view of the bonfire. She reaches out to snatch her phone that has spilled from the pockets of her discarded shorts and quickly plays a playlist - the first song being How Will I Know by Whitney Houston ] "There's a boy I know, he's the one I dream of, looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above, mmm-hmm," [ She sings softly before pressing the Jameson bottle to her lips, bobbing her head to the music. Eyes peer to her left and spot Winnie, her free hand lifts in beckoning wave. ]

Winnie

[ Clearly the first half hour or so of the bonfire had lured her into a false sense of security that they could all suck it up and get along. She herself hadn’t been involved in any of the drama, but there had been plenty. It had been easy enough to slip away to the deck when she was ready for her exit, but the night had been too perfect to abandon just yet. Cool, ocean breeze, purply black skies. When music breaks the din, she turns to look and finds Austen looking back at her, she can’t help but smile. It’s been nice spending a little time with her as adults. ] There’s nothing sadder than drinking alone, y’know.

Austen

[ She can't tell if there's pity or if it's just the truth. She nods for Winnie to come join, bottom lip worried between her teeth ] Then make me less sad.

Winnie

[ She crosses the deck to the edge of the hot tub, peering down at Austen. The music makes her bare feet tap almost unconsciously. ] Are you sad? [ It only takes her a second or two to fully accept the invite, slipping out of her shorts and cropped tee until she’s stepping and then sitting into the water in her underwear. She reaches out for the bottle. ] Hand it over, sad bitch.

Austen

[ Eyes dart to the slight foot tap and then back to the blonde's eyes. ] A little. Maybe. [ She's too drunk to deny it. Also too drunk to deny herself the joy of watching the thing dancer gracefully step out of her clothes. A sloppy drink is taken before handing over the handle. ] Tell me the secret, happy bitch. Ice blue aura. How are you always so collected?

Winnie

[ She snorts softly before taking a quick swig. God, that’s rank straight. ] I’ve always been conflict-avoidant. [ Eyes roll a little. ] I also care a lot less these days. But I’m not always zen, contrary to what you might think. Clearly I’m a very good actress in addition to being a very good dancer. I’m one singing voice away from being a triple threat, damn.

Austen

[ There's no shame in the fact that she doesn't care how gross the alcohol is. ] Wait -  [ a pause as she points at Winnie. ] Are you saying you /can't/ sing?

Winnie

[ Blonde head turns to meet Austen’s eyes with a raised brow. ] Why do you think I /can/ sing?

Austen

[ Tilts her head, both brows raised ] You were like so good at literally everything in high school. Am I supposed to think otherwise? [ asks with a laugh, holding her hand out and making a grabbing motion at the bottle of liquor ]

Winnie

[ Gladly hands it over, then finally ducks under the water to wet her hair, using both hands to slick it back after she resurfaces. Leans back against the wall of the hot tub. ] I’m a passable singer, I guess. Enough for me to lay something on a track until I can get one of my much better friends to sing it for me.

Austen

[ slips a hand around the bottle, opting to set it aside rather than cloud her mind anymore ] So maybe you are a triple threat. Dancing, Acting, Music ability in some way. Not everyone is so lucky. [ shrugs, looking to the blonde ] You say you care a lot less these days. What's that mean?

Winnie

[ Thin shoulders rise and fall. ] It sounds so douchey, but I just don’t care. If someone doesn’t like me, I’ll find someone else that will. If someone doesn’t believe in me, I believe in myself. [ She’s quiet for a second or two, thoughtful. ] I guess it’s easy to not care as much about other people if I sacrificed what my parents think of me to be happy. If I’m not going to let them stop me, why would I let anyone else? [ Another pause. ] Music helps. A lot. [ She turns her head, looking at Austen curiously. ] Art’s always helped you, right?

Austen

[ Blinks at the other girl - was that real? She's met people who feel that way, but is it ever actually true that you just don't care what people thing? Seems farfetched. ] I.. [ She wonders if she left behind what her mother - Hannah - thought of her, then maybe she'd be freer to care less, too. ] Seems like you've got it all figured out. I can't imagine not caring. [ A dry, possibly bitter, laugh leaves her lips ] Used to. Haven't been able to get much out recently.

Winnie

[ She can’t help but laugh. ] I’m not enough of an asshole to think I’ve got anything figured out— let alone all of it. But I promised myself after... Kennedy— everything— that I was going to stop being happy the way other people wanted me to. I was sick of meeting those expectations. [ She’s quiet after Austen’s explanation about her art slump. Visual art’s never been her strong suit, but she knows how much it hurts to be creatively frustrated. After a moment or two— ] Have you done anything new lately?

Austen

I mean, you seem like you've got it all down. Happy in LA, new look, new you. I feel like the only thing that I've figured out is that I look terrible as a brunette and I am still a child at heart. [ shrugs, looking up at the sky as she leaned back into the hot tub's jets ]  That's what high school was about for you then? Pleasing the parents and fitting into their mold? [ she asks, though she sort of always knew that. there's part of her that can't help but cling to who they all were back then ] Like in general or a new medium? I've been doodling a lot, but nothing that makes me want to finish... I.. [ pauses, looking over at Winnie ] Maybe I'm kind of scared that I'm not good at it anymore.

Winnie

You can’t be ‘not good’ at it anymore. That’s not how it works. [ Art is art is art is art. ] I mean I could break both my legs tomorrow and be objectively ruined, but what you do? That doesn’t just get lost unless /you/ forget it. [ She tips her head to one side, thinking. ] I mean in general. Go somewhere new. Listen to something new. Watch something new. Fuck someone new. Eat something new. Sometimes routine smothers our art, y’know? [ She sinks down into the water a bit. ] Maybe you should do something new, even if you’re bad at it.

Austen

[ She knows Winnie is right - that's why the laugh that escapes her is somewhat exasperated. ] I went to Portland. I fucked a bunch of new people there. Ate a lot of weird new Asian foods... But yeah. I think... there's something stuck inside of me and I'm... [ Talking this much about herself felt weird. This felt weird. ] Maybe I should do something new. [ Caves and agrees, smiling a little before laughing again ] Do you ever get blocked dance or music wise?

Winnie

Sure, yeah. It happens, and it sucks. [ She flicks a little bit of water at Austen— just enough to skim off the surface. ] Here. We’ll have an example. Doesn’t have to work, but it’s worth a shot. Close your eyes.

Austen

[ Flinches when the water comes her direction, furrowing her brow ] Oh, god. This feels like some weird ass hippie bullshit is about to happen. [ Laughs, closing her eyes and settling in - the alcohol is pushing her to trust Winnie a little more than she usually would ]

Winnie

[ Laughing. ] I’m definitely not the hippie of this group. [ She leans out of the water to wipe her hand on her shorts and retrieve her phone. Scrolling through it, she finds the song she wants to play and sets it on the deck between their heads. ] You’re not going to understand what she’s saying, but that’s not important, right? Just trying something new. See if it even gets half a wheel turning in that ginger head. [ She plays 보라빛 밤 on her phone and sits back. It’s a song she’s vibed to for a long time. It makes her think of colors and feelings and she, personally, finds it really emotive— inspiring. She doubts Austen will take nearly anything as much from it as she does. But maybe the language barrier will actually help. Maybe she’s thinking too damn much. ]

Austen

[ smirks ] Now I'm curious who you think /is/ the hippie. [ lets the silence settle, eyebrow raising over closed eyes as she hears the song begin. it's clearly Korean - she can tell that much, but shes never been into K-Pop. She's assuming that's what this is, at least. The music has a strong beat, an identity that's bouncy and she can tell that this is definitely something people can dance to. Austen listens to sad music, slow music when she paints - so Winnie isn't wrong. This is new. She gently moves her hips beneath the water, her head bobbing to the chorus. When it ends, she opens her eyes, looking to Winnie. ] Can you play it again?

Winnie

[ If she tried to pretend she hadn’t been running the entire choreo to herself while the song played, she’d be lyyyyyying. Sunmi is a queen, and Winnie will worship. The grin that splits her face when Austen asks her to play it again is straight devilish. Shit eating. ] You wanna know what it’s called?

Austen

[ Eyes blink a few times as she sees Winnie's grin, her own smile growing ] Sure... I can't say I won't butcher it. But I was just starting to feel something. I need to hear it again. [ She motions quickly with a hand, water flicking off of it ]

Winnie

Purple-hued night. [ That’s her favorite part. Everything about the song /feels/ purple. It’s such good production. She presses play again. ]

Austen

[ There's a shiver that hits her spine - her mind paints an entire piece in her mind before she gets it onto a canvas or paper. Varied hues of purple would mesh perfectly with what she was seeing the first time she listened. As the song plays again, this time the piece lights up in her head in color, the smile on her face unavoidable. Maybe Winnie was right. Maybe new things would spark her muse... just like this. ] [ The music stops again and a drunken Austen finds Winnie's hand underneath the water ] Will you send this to me? I... thanks, Win. [ her voice is soft in a whisper ]

Winnie

[ Again it's like muscle memory to thread their fingers together. Austen's hands are bigger than her own, but they're thin and slight. Winnie squeezes gently. She's still smiling, but it's a little softer now. She nods. ] Don't thank me. Thank Sunmi. [ She winks. ] But yeah of course I'll send it to you.

Austen

[ Austen returns the squeezed hand, an easy laugh escaping her ] Would it be your dream to dance with her? [ Keeps her hand comfortably in Winnie's. It feels like this past week has bonded them in some way. Maybe because they're both some sort of artist ] I don't listen to K-Pop usually.

Winnie

[ She reaches for the bottle of liquor and takes a sip, coughing quietly. ] I'd love to dance with a lot of kpop artists, to be honest. A lot of artists in general. The few times I've done tours or even one-off gigs with people in LA have been so fucking fun.

Austen

[ Releases Winnie's hand in favor of running it through her hair ] I feel like you're going to have to show me some of your tik toks or something because as much as I know you're good at everything... Like... bitch, prove it.

Winnie

[ Winnie scoffs, loudly, and pads her way across the hot tub to sit directly opposite Austen. She drapes her arms along the outer edge and leans back, languidly extending her legs, one reaching out of the water in a pose before she brings it down to splash the water the other girl's way. ] My tiktok isn't hard to find, ass.

Austen

[ She watches the other girl, a brow raising as the other girl's graceful limbs very particularly moved through the air. She's about to speak again when water comes flooding her way - there's just a loud, joyful laugh that leaves her as she wipes off her eyes ] Oh, sorry, I don't go scrounging tik tok for my super smart, always had a booked schedule friend from high school. [ Easily shoves some water Winnie's way, hoping to get her back just a bit ]

Winnie

[ She blows a raspberry, rolling her eyes in response. ] You must've had some other friend back then because I was never super smart. Sure you don't mean Shiloh? [ A beat. ] Maybe she does have a tiktok. [ Leaning forward more into the water. ] I promise you, I'm that good. Whether you find my account or not.

Austen

I mean... like comparing anyone to me - they're super smart. It's not like I fucking read your report card, my man. [ she laughs ] I'm gonna find the account and you're probably like allstar level good. Don't reduce your talent. [ leans forward, matching Winnie's stance ] Or is this an LA thing? Where people pretend like they're not good just to get more praise?

Winnie

[ That gets a loud bark of laughter. ] The last thing /anyone/ gets in LA is praise. [ This time when she splashes Austen with water, it's much gentler. Half-hearted. ] Let me know when you find it. And let me know when you paint something. I wanna see it. First, even.

Austen

[ It feels nice to be around Winnie - like she's less pressure than the rest of the group for some reason. Which is odd considering they'd just talked about the thing that felt the most full of pressure - her art. ] First? [ A soft hum vibrates against her lips. ] Will do. I can make that promise. I can also promise I will be up until all hours of the night finding Winnie Song on tiktok.

Winnie

[ She lifts two fingers to her brow, saluting. ] There are worse ways to go to sleep than knowing there's another girl out there watching my videos all night long. [ A grin. ]

Austen

I'm sure I wouldn't be the only one. [ Austen smirks, her buzz beginning to fade a little and the idea of warm Jameson makes her shudder. She stands, clumsily stepping out of the hot tub - if there are ever two opposites in movement, it's these two - except on skates ] Hey. [ she turns to Winnie after grabbing a towel from a nearby chair ] Could you help me set up a tiktok? I feel like my roller skating could at least get some sort of attention on there...

Winnie

[ She holds up a hand, thumb up. ] You got it, dude. [ Head tips to one side, appraisingly. ]

Austen

[ She nods, though tiktok seems like a heavy investment of time. The redhead gently dries off her legs and torso before wrapping the towel around her waist. ] I'm gonna grab something new to drink, maybe change. Don't have too much fun without me. [ She chuckles, picking up the Jameson and her clothes before waving a quick had to Winnie. She tiptoes toward the back entrance, humming the song from before. Maybe she'd get something out onto canvas or paper soon. ]

[uspiria]

For the film ask game... all of them!! all the questions!!

1. what’s the most depressing movie you watched? portrait of a lady on fire

2. what’s the most disturbing movie you watched? uh no 2019 releases that i’ve seen were that disturbing to me, but bedevilled which is from 2010 but was new to me last year would probably be the most disturbing movie i watched just because it’s a hard watch even though i liked it, but it’s kind of even hard to say that i liked it because it’s not like a. pleasant viewing experience

3. favourite actor and actress? lupita blew me away in us so i’m gonna go with her. there aren’t many actors i really care for but robert pattinson was good in the lighthouse so i’ll go with him

4. a film you could watch on repeat for the rest of your life? there’s nothing i liked enough from 2019 to say i’d want to watch it on repeat for the rest of my life so suspiria (1977)

5. what’s the first film you saw in 2019? i rewatched the lion king

6. a film you wish you hadn’t watched? my dad put on isn’t it romantic while i was at his house and that was a really horrible experience

7. a film you wish had a sequel? nothing really comes to my mind. american cinema being like sequel sequel remake remake sequel remake sequel (most of which are not very good) has just made me tired of sequels in general though

8. which book you read in 2019 that would you like to see adapted into a film? i read hardly anything that wasn’t an autobiography last year

9. the most aesthetically pleasing movie you watched? paradise hills is the prettiest 2019 release imo! but ever is suspiria (1977) and i watched it a lot last year (and will also sometimes fall asleep to it because everything about it is so comforting to me lmao) and it just never gets old and i’m always in awe of how beautiful it is

10. best directed movie? uh probably portrait of a lady on fire

11. which movie genre won 2019? me when i hardly ever care about a new movie unless it’s a horror movie or gay and there’s still a lot i haven’t seen: horror!!!!!!!!!!!!

12. a movie that holds a special place in your heart? nothing that was released this year. i mean, there’s movies i liked but none of them are super special to me. suspiria (1977) is the most special movie to me, ginger snaps which has been one of my favourite movies and i’ve loved it probably since i was about twelve or thirteen but i rewatched it a few times this year and hyperfixated on it again. the children’s hour, eyes without a face, phenomena, silent hill and the female prisoner movies (most of which were new to me this year) are all specal to me

13. favourite comedy? hustlers

14. a music video that came out in 2019 you would love to see developed into a film? sunmi’s noir would make a good film (aspects of cam remind me of it now that i think about it)

15. a film everyone loves but you hate? i wouldn’t say i hate it but i’m not a fan of booksmart

16. a film you love but everyone else hates? paradise hills was good and i should say it

17. favourite horror? probably us

18. favourite biopic? i didn’t watch any of the ones that came out last year yet and nothing really comes to mind for just in general

19. favourite indie film? uhh idk

20. favourite action/fight scene? hm blanking there for new releases so they’re not new but the female prisoner movies were new to me last year and any time meiko kills awful men is just the best. i love that

21. favourite score/song? i hate that gimme more in hustlers is the only thing coming to mind right now but it be like that. that’s my truth

[sunmisbf]

miyayeah: 🌊☀️🍦❣️

[softlyjiminie]

turkey sandwiches | k.t.h

turkey sandwiches | kth x reader

[ gif belongs to holangistuff ]

author’s note(s): hey hey sorry for disappearing into th depths of hell but HEY LOOK CHRISTMAS DRABBLE THING. There are two more interconnecting parts since this is a maknae line series which i will link when everything is up! uwu merry christmas.

warning(s): fluff, swearing n mentions of sex

rating: all

genre: fluff

words: 1.4k

summary: all tae wanted was his turkey sandwich, but that christmas day, he got more than he bargined for.

parts: jimin | jungkook

“I can’t believe we’re at the hospital on Christmas Day” Taehyung whined, sifting a hand through his cherry red locks, very fitting to the idea of Christmas. Jungkook glanced up at the man from beside him, briefly catching eyes with the girl opposite him before looking away with a blush.

The older simply smirked as Jungkook went back to playing with the little girl in his lap, pinching her cheeks as she toyed with his rings. “To be fair Hyung, it’s not exactly her fault...”

“fwaul!” the other two year old girl squealed, clapping her hands against Hoseok’s thighs. “fwaul! uncuh hobi! fwaul!”

The ginger head beamed down at the baby Park twin with a twinkle in his eye as his fiancé gave her a light kiss to the hair. “Yes babygirl! fault, F-A-U-L-T, fault.” Hoseok turned to face the maknae with a smile and even after so many years he still seemed to be the source of joy in dark times. “And Tae...stop being such a brat, it’s hardly Mama Park’s fault that she’s giving birth today.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes, flashing a funny face at the baby girl in Jungkook’s lap before allowing a pout to form on his thin lips. Of course it was unfair to blame Jimin’s wife for the abrupt end to the Bangtan Annual Christmas Dinner, but then again it had to be someone’s fault that the red head hadn’t gotten his turkey sandwich. Namjoon’s wife made the best turkey and the poor boy had barely gotten to take a bite before everyone had been sent into a panic over the very grown Park Jimin yelling ‘MY WIFE IS HAVING A BABY OH MY GOD’ from the living room.

Maybe Jimin could be the one to blame, he had never been good at keeping it in his pants. After all, there was that first time Jimin had gotten his wife, previously girlfriend, pregnant during the Europe leg of their eighth world tour a few years back. And the second time when they were filming for another season of Bon Voyage. Now the Park’s had a five year old daughter, two year old twins (Eunmi and Sunmi) and their fourth baby on the way. That fertile mother fucker.

So yeah, it was Jimin’s fault. “But I didn’t even get my turkey...” Taehyung whispered with faux sadness. The other members rolled their eyes.

Miyoung, the eldest Park daughter smiled at Taehyung from over the iPad she shared with Namjoon’s son and he waved at her in return. Said male ran a hand over his face, clearly tired from a long day and slightly fed up with the maknae’s whining. The retired idol already slipping back into leader mode. “Why don’t you grab something from the vending machine Tae? It’ll give you something to do and you can get the kids something.” Namjoon suggested as he earned a nod from his wife and the others.

“Sending me away now, hyung?”

“Just for a little bit...”

Taehyung let a deep laugh rumble in his chest before he said goodbye to the kids, kissing the twins on their cheeks and ruffling the other two’s hair as he passed. The halls of the hospital weren’t exactly empty, but they weren’t exactly full. Tired nurses with clipboards gathered in small clusters here and there as the red head made his way to the canteen. He wondered how many people were here today and what reasons they were there for.

Only so much good could come from being at the hospital on Christmas Day.

Taehyung supposed he and his friends were lucky, they weren’t at the hospital because someone was injured but instead because someone in what he called his family was bringing new life into the world. Even if it was their third time. Humming a familiar tune to himself, the boxed-smiled man wondered over to one of the vending machines, spending a good five or so minutes picking out large bags of snacks for the ‘Bangtan Babies’ as Seokjin called them.

With armfuls of jellies, gummies and some crunchy things that he knew he’d get yelled for, Taehyung headed towards the counter with sandwiches, hoping to find a turkey sandwich at the very least. His dark whiskey eyes settled on the last remaining package, the word ‘turkey’ practically screaming out for him. Just as his hand went to grab it, his palm met the softer skin of another hand.

“Listen mister, I’ve had a really long night so if you don’t let go of this sandwich I’m gonna- Oh my god!” Taehyung’s eyes blew comically wide as the stranger jumped away from him, his brows settling into a furrowed position on his forehead. “Y-you’re Kim Taehyung!”

Ah, so there it was.

The taller male shrugged, with a small smile. “Yeah, I guess I am~”

“H-here! Take this! You can have it!” The girl who had just threatened him but a mere thirty seconds prior looked down sheepishly before thrusting the sandwich into his chest. “I’m so sorry for being so rude, ohmygod please don’t sue me-“

“Sue you? We don’t do that anymore...” Taehyung hummed with a frown, looking down at the slightly squashed hospital snack in his hand. He had really wanted this, even so much as to crave it but here was an old fan of his quaking in her boots who was probably just as hungry as he was. “You can have it.”

The girl dressed in turquoise scrubs shook her head, toying with her fingers. “I know but I-“  her stomach growled, cutting off any words that were forming in the back of her throat. She looked up at Taehyung with wide eyes as he chucked.

“How about we just share it?” He suggested, leaning to sit down on the hopefully sterile floor. She bit her lip, following him nervously before watching him unpackaged the sandwich and give her one of the triangles. “I’m Taehyung!” The cherry headed male said with a mouthful of turkey and white bread. “but you aldeady knew that, whaths yer name?”

“I’m Y/N” she giggled brightly, taking a nibble from her half of the soggy snack. “I’m here on a residency for my medical course at university...” she trailed off, seemingly chewing her food whilst lost in thought. Y/N turned to face Taehyung with a frown, sensing the question in his eyes. “The patient is having a rough night, she’s in labour and all, so the doctors told me to take a break.”

The red head nodded in understanding, wiping crumbs from the corner of his lip. “Same- I mean- I’m not having a baby- my wife- I mean his wife-My friend’s wife is having a baby tonight as well.” He stuttered, feeling shy under Y/N’s bright gaze and she shyly laughed in response.

“Then I wish your friend’s baby a safe delivery”

The pair sat in on the floor of the half empty canteen for another hour or so, talking about everything and nothing. Taehyung could tell that the young doctor was trying her best not to ask too many questions about his past career and idol lifestyle, not that he minded too much. It felt nice having someone to share these things with, without being scrutinised under the spot light and the eyes of expectant fans.

Y/N was half way through telling the man a story about how her first dissection of an animal heart went wrong, when her pager begun to beep vigorously and a series of texts blared from Taehyung’s phone.

Namjoon: where are you with the snacks?

Jungkook: taehyung i need your help

Hoseok: TAEHYUNG YOU FUCK GET BACK HERE BABY PARK IS OJ THE WAY

The pair looked at each other with wide eyes, quickly muttering their apologies for such swift departures as they gathered up their trash and belongings. Taehyung was almost down the corridor when he paused, turning on his heel to call back at the young nurse. “Y/N! Will I see you again?”

Glancing at the red head from over her shoulder, Y/N grinned. “If you call me tomorrow night you will~” she gestured down at the napkin in Taehyung’s hand when the words of ‘I don’t have your number’ formed on his lips. The retired idol let his gaze drop to find her number scrawled neatly across the crisp white paper.  When he looked up again, she had been gone, leaving Taehyung with the wisps of a smile on his face.

He sure was glad that he came to the canteen to get his turkey sandwich.

[kiwibomb]

Can you tell us which movie inspired your last post?

so... each lady inspired one movie... siyeon: us, hani: ginger snaps, chungha: the orphan, momo: tomie, sunmi: midsommar (dani), hyuna: the devil's rejects (baby firefly), olivia: let the right one in, lisa: carrie, and joy: jennifer's body. 😊

[yejilovebot-archive]

my attitude - bratz | jusfayu (lion babe remix) - brother kamau | black pearl - sunmi | blind man - xavier omär | pickled ginger - mac ayres

@discoretro

[worstlovesong]

a, b, f, g, i, m??

A: my favourite Sunmi song

B: the evil hamster overlord herself

F: Fatima

G: uhh ginger ale

For the sake of not just saying my girlfriend three times (I feel like she expected this though 👀) I’ll do two for I and M

I: Iman + the song I quite literally cannot sleep without

M: @monmielbebe + Mamamoo

[chilleesunmi]

stan list ♡

groups-

ateez

b.a.p

bigbang (ot4)

blackpink

bol4

exid

got7

honey popcorn

jjp

jus2

kard

mamamoo

monsta x

nct

orange caramel

pentagon

pristin

red velvet

shinee

sistar

teen top

triple h

twice

verivery

2ne1

soloists-

chungha

cl

hyolyn

hyuna

IU

sori

sunmi

taemin

drag queens-

adore

aja

alaska

aquaria

ben dela

bianca del rio

blair st claire

detox

ginger minj

ivy winters

jade jolie

jinkx monsoon

joslyn fox

katya

kim chi

laila mcqueen

manila

milk

miss vanjie

miz cracker

naomi smalls

plastique tiara

raja

soju

trixie mattel

valentina

yuhua

yvie

other-

bleachers

conan gray

gucci mane

harry styles

lana del rey

lil phag

mika

nicki minaj

bbno$

troye sivan