#i hate this song after precisely [checks] 2:16. but before that. yeah there's something

[tyrannuspitch]

have been digging through my music archives and. you must admit rowell was onto something. où est mon maître le prince rebelle.

[borisbubbles]

28. ITALY

Diodato - “Fai Rumore”

And we’re back to our usual disconnect, where everyone pretends to love Italy and I don’t. I cannot wait for all the Italian crazies to be OUTRAGED by this ranking (28/41 is fine for an entry I don’t care about...?) and reblog this all over the tumblrverse and inflate my reader stats. 😈 but first, let’s discuss what we have on our hands here. 

Song Analysis

There’s no way this post *won’t* end up offensive to every Fai Rumore fan, so I will resort to brutal honesty. I never, ever, *ever* cared about “Fai rumore”. In fact, I’d even say it’s strongly overrated by the gross of the Eurovision fandom? 

Okay so here’s the deal. I will not deny that “Fai Rumore” has several things going for it. The song has emotional gravitas, Diodato has a great voice and acts very well. It’s technically precise and well produced. It is very competent at what it sets out to be, which is a very standard HQ Sanremo Power Ballad. 

But here’s where I feel like I deviate from the norm: You may think “wow Fai Rumore! How brilliant, meticulous and poised”, but I think “how expected, overtly earnest and unfun?” 

The problem is, this is Boris’s Bubble and Boris doesn’t enjoy songs that feel like they belong inside a trophy cupboard, and “Fai rumore” is exactly one of those songs, don’t lie. So “meticulous, poised and brilliant” you say, well *I* say “how overtly earnest, unfun and aloof”? I have a Spotify - if I wanted to listen to good music, I’d just use that? Or one of my like 15 Youtube Playlists containing non-ESC entries? Why would I watch Eurovision, or Sanremo for that matter, for the good music when there are so many other (and easier) options available for me that align better to my tastes?

The fact that “Fai Rumore” is *too* perfect for me (and therefore very hard to empathize with imo) is one thing, which leads to other thing I need to point out. I’ll let my friend Matthew take over here, who wrote this paragraph on ESCUnited right after Diodato’s selection: 

That final sentences is bone-chilling because it’s so, so true. “I AM A SOPHISTICATED MUSIC FAN BECAUSE I FOLLOW ~FESTIVALE DI SANREMO~” is such a common trope of elistism (like, replace “San Remo” with any quality newspaper, nobel prize winning author or classical music composer and you’ll find to be nearly universally applicable to snobs across the globe), but I find it specifically ugly in Eurovision.

You see, would the same courtesy be extended to a country of lower prestige if they got a Fai Rumore? Would the same courtesy be extended to a person of colour? or a woman? How about others songs that, like Fai Rumore, emulate their country’s musical traditions (Fai Rumore is SO italian you can smell the basil), except those traditions fall outside of the western European bubble? See, it doesn’t bother me that Italians like Fai Rumore and are proud of it. They’re Italians. Of course they are! I don’t judge them for it. I don’t rly care if the odd introvert finds solace in a song of this calibre. But as soon as Matthew made the aforementioned post, people who had previously rated Diodato as a 5/6 already started adjusting their scores to 10s and 12s and, well...

It bothers me that the same fanbase that DEMANDS cultural diversity (Diodato) and/or MOAR ETHNOBOPS (Efendi) refuse to accept a Solovey or an Origo -which are a thousandfold more layered, sophisticated and daring- as an equal. 

It bothers *even more* me that people are willing to immediately give Italy a plethora of chances (especially when they choose men! fuck institutionalised sexism!), while not doing the same for a Belarus. Belarus HAS no clear musical scene or funds to really produce good music, yet produced a ridiculously good NF (with a VERY righteous winner - yes, Chakras, but also: Chakras) I’ve seen snobs SLAM VAL, mercilessly despite being an excellent left-field pick (god imagine if Yan had won Eurofest for a sec. What a nightmare). Italy, otoh, also delivered a sterling NF, have *a VERY* rich musical tradition, tons of talent and money and production value... and they still went the lowest common denominator available, and yet they receive praise, without so much as a whisper of protest from our so-called “value seekers”. This level of hypocrisy and double standard wielding, all in the name of wishing to be taken seriously delivers *such* a toxic undercurrent to Eurovision and has absolutely soured me on Diodato. This isn’t his fault, but sadly he’s become a weapon of mass misconstruction and well just because I hate the guy who pressed the big red button more doesn’t mean I automatically like ICBMs. As we come near the songs I actually give a damn’ about, I will start calling the shitpociries out. Brace yourself for it, when I rank Solovey and Da Vidna inside my top five.

Want some examples specifically pertaining to the Diodato fandom? Sure, I’ll give you some:

EJEMPLO UNO: 

Diodato fanboys openly coddling him on social media post-lockdown all “PROTECT OUR POOR MUNCHKIN FROM THE CORONAVIRUS”. Like... he’s a *thirty-eight year old adult* he can take care of himself, BACK UP OFF HIM you freaks. 

EJEMPLO DOS: 

The relevant media having baptized Diodato as THE SAVING GRACE OF THE LOCKDOWN, ITALIANS SINGING ‘FAI RUMORE’ FROM THEIR BALCONIES IN DEFIANCE OF COVID-19, which is such a bullshit narrative it’s turned my hair from black to brown.  Yes, the Italians sang “Fai Rumore”. What they don’t tell you is that they also sang many other Italian and non-Italian songs, including humanitarian anthem “Roar” by Kety Perr (cue to Katy Perry being like “OMG I’M SO HONORED TO INSPIRE SO MANY ITALIANS ::hungarianflagemoji::” on twitter.). CNN Like, Eurovision related media LOVE portraying it as a ~life-chaning confort anthem~ - the reality is that “Fai rumore”, while playing its part, was merely a tiny spoke in a giant wheel. 

EJEMPLO QUATRO:

Well take a look at how many people will reblog this post and slam it for daring to point out, what I think are really obvious truths to anyone who doesn’t suffer from musical myopia. 

In the end, the song is okay and it’s okay to love it. But if you ‘love’ it because you’ve convinced yourself that you must, and not because it genuinely means something to you, I don’t think you have grounds to criticise to criticise anyone but yourself.

NF Corner

As I said, I didn’t follow San Remo live (I never do! *gasp* blasphemy, I know), but I did plan to check it for this write-up except RAI deleted every live performance? And they won’t let me embed the few remaining vids either? 

Anyway, this happened so right-click-open this a new tab and then return once you’ve finished it. 

Backstage feuds being fought out LIVE on the stage in front of millions of viewers 😍 Apparently Morgan and Bugo were at loggerheads for a while, and had a massive row RIGHT before their performance on the second night, which caused Morgan to stray from the script and sing all the insulting things Bugo told him *to Bugo* instead of the actual lyrics of their duet. 😍 😍 😍 Bugo IMMEDIATELY stormed off the stage to the point where Amadeus had to like... literally tell the gobsmacked audience that Bugo had left the building 😍 😍 😍. This is some god-tier pettiness and I’m completely in awe of it. DEITIES. 😍

aside from Sincerogate, I would’ve embedded vidoes that contained the DRAMA (Rancore), CAMP (Achille) and UNABASHED WEIRDNESS (Levante) of this year’s line-up, but I guess RAI really doesn’t like for people to have fun. Oh well. 

Italy 2020 vs Italy 2021

Diodato is male and Italian, so yeah, guaranteed top 10 in Rotterdam, no matter what happens. Search your feelings, you know it to be true. Cynicism aside, televoters WOULD have flocked to it without thinking twice (for exactly those two reasons), passing over many better entries in the process and well... I’m tired and exhausted and I think you can guess I am not very impressed by this likely outcome. 

Not sure what RAI’s strategy for 2021 is (lol it’s RAI - they don’t have a strategy. besides Italy have bigger fish to fry than the Eurovision Song Contest as you know), but I’m not very invested either way. I could imagine them internally selecting Diodato if he’s willing to do ESC in 2021, but if this was a one-off deal (which I think it was), they will probably select another plain white bloke for you to obsess over, so no worries :-) #TuttoVaPene

FREAKY! FRIDAY! FACTOR!

I’m sort of conflicted? On one hand, god Fai Ru*snore* is SO typical of “Italy in Eurovision”, not just from a musical perspective but from a point of reverence as well. On to the other hand, when are the fanbases *not* acting insane w/r/t Italy?

San Remo was  really crazy this year, enough for me to award Italy a couple Senheads. However... if I wanted to see nice and inoffensive triumph over a bunch of deranged, gimmicky, ott masterpieces, I’d just rewatch #London1977? (offensive take #16: “people that like Marie Myriam the most in 1977 do not understand Eurovision”) Ehhhh whatevs.

Score: 2 Senhits out of 5. 

[flakandforay]

Converse High Analysis

this is the analysis for their 3rd mini album, 화양연화 pt. 1, 7th track - Converse High

i will be analysing several components - music, lyrics and choreography

disclaimer: this is just my personal opinion, feel free to disagree. do let me know your thoughts in my ask box

overall: this fun youthful track is produced by namjoon in which he wanted to put in his mixtape initially but instead decided to put inside this album instead to become a group song. not to mention, he even purposely named it ‘converse high’ in which he mentioned in an interview before that his ideal girl in 2015 was one who owned a pair of red high tops converse sneakers which led to the name of the song. 

music: it starts off straight away with the use of cymbals inside, specifically the hi-hats and the use of electrical guitar chords that sound more reggae and hippie in the beginning. namjoon also comes in with an adlib of ‘yeah’ as if to feel the groove of the song and to set the mood. actually throughout the first few seconds of the song, namjoon is using it to his advantage to ride the groove etc and only till 0:10 does he begin the song, but he starts it off softly so as to prepare for the impending drop. not to mention that one could hear jungkook doubling inside towards the end of namjoon’s lyrics and that the beat now includes claps inside in time with the hi-hats. then namjoon wraps up the intro with ‘converse high’, intentionally slowing down so that the drop would have more impact as listeners would listen out to it more.

so jungkook comes in at 0:19 with that sweet voice of his to which at the beginning one could hear this ‘shimmering synth’ as now the percussion and guitar chords are dimmed down to amplify jungkook’s vocals. the key part of this song is ‘woah woah woah’ at 0:28 in which it is constantly repeated throughout this song, giving it its own groove.

jimin then comes in at 0:29 at the second part of the chorus and again at 0:37 with the ‘woah woah woah’. one could notice that the chorus is actually more choppy - in a way, several breaths are being taken to sing the chorus as they time their singing with the beat and also to sustain the ‘woah woah woah’. to be honest, almost all of the vocal line members’ make it obvious that they are taking breaths especially seokjin however jungkook is the one that makes it less obvious that he does so.

and the after this chorus, there is this short piece of drum melody that signals the start of the verses - actually namjoon’s rap and he’s taking it more chill together with the claps of the beat ( the hi-hats and guitar chords are already dimmed down in this verse ). what’s interesting is that at 0:49 with his lyrics ‘f u’, it adds on to his style of rapping here, clearly showing he could manipulate the beat of the song. yet, he repeats the ‘f u’ several times as he makes a statement.

and then at 0:59, namjoon’s part abruptly ends but is quickly overcome with hoseok’s part as he takes the next verse, as the beat accelerates and picks up speed. the claps actually occur every crotchet and it appears to have ‘speed up’ the song because of it occurring every beat but again, i feel that this is just an ‘audio illusion’, the speed didn’t change, it just sounds faster because of how many more beats there are in a bar. hoseok, too, also knows how to play along, easily integrating his laughter at 1:16 as part of the song.

then at 1:18 with that shimmering synth, taehyung takes over the prechorus and instead of claps, what one could hear are the snaps, the snapping of the fingers to be precise but of course synthesized to make it sound more electronic. in this prechorus, one could hear the adlibs of jungkook and jimin inside as they make up for the loss of percussion inside and guitar chords. and at 1:25, that nice vocal riff by jimin and possibly jungkook as it moves on to the second part of the prechorus which is done by jimin at 1:28. then there is that one synth that signals jimin’s entrance. only during this part did the hi-hats actually come back to play together with that descending synth. again there are some adlibs being done here but subtly done as it is only the middle of the song and not towards the end.

and one could hear yoongi’s ‘ack’ at 1:38 before it makes way for the chorus to start at 1:39 with jungkook and to be honest, there is the percussion that’s in time with the words that adds on to the ‘choppy’ feeling that one could hear. seokjin takes over at the chorus at 1:48 to wrap it up with the drum melody at 1:57 to signal the repeated part of the chorus which actually has a lot of jungkook’s adlibs inside, though very subtle, sounding more like riffs. 

at 2:07 it’s yoongi’s part coming through and for some reason, the song sounds as if it picked up speed again because the claps are back again but in quarters, constantly keeping yoongi’s rap in check. not to mention the use of hi-hats are back in again. yoongi’s small adlib of ‘ah yeah’ at 2:14 as well just to fill in the small gap in between. i like how his voice kinda got dragged down at 2:18 as he said ‘numbers’, something called like text painting where his voice goes down in time with the beat also going down - descending for that matter. but that brief pause ends when he comes back in full speed at 2:19 but he seems to be squeezing more words in a bar in this second part of his rap. and he even dragged his last word to tie in to the prechorus at 2:27 with jungkook.

again, nothing much has changed in the prechorus except that jungkook and seokjin are the ones singing this time round. one could hear yoongi’s adlib again at 2:47 before the beat drops for the final time.

one could tell that this is the last chorus with the number of adlibs being done in this chorus specifically by jungkook such as in 2:49 and then at 2:58 where taehyung takes over, one could hear jungkook harmonizing with him. jungkook’s adlibs could be heard again at 2:59 and at 3:01.

that short drum melody is used again as the go for the coda at 3:05 and jungkook’s adlibs again at 3:08, 3:13 and even hoseok contributing by saying ‘ah yeah’ at 3:17 and that nice melodic riff by jungkook at 3:21 and then at 3:23, hoseok’s giggle that just added more to the youth theme. and then one could hear that drum rhythm at 3:25 before namjoon ends off with ‘converse high’

lyrics: the lyrics here are more laid-back, maybe because the song is called ‘Converse High’ and are singing some praises about the brand ( but then again, who doesn't own a pair

also namjoon did mention before in 2015 in an interview that his ideal girl would actually wear a pair of red high tops converse shoes and is seen here in the lyrics in his rap 

흰 티에 청 반바지 빨간 컨버스하이 that’s it

=

White t-shirt, jeans and red Converse Highs, that’s it

note: it is not common for people in Korea to actually say the brand or name of a product hence which is why when bangtan performed this song on Mnet Countdown, they changed it to ‘Lover’s High’ to be in check with the broadcasting rules 

저 하늘 별보단 오늘은 니 신발의 별을 볼래 하하 다 남준이 몰래

=

Rather than the stars in the sky, I wanna see the stars on your shoes Haha, without Namjoon knowing

now in hoseok’s rap, we see the mention of the brand, converse again, even adding his own humour in his rap lyrics by including namjoon inside 

니가 좋아 그래도 컨버스로우는 신지 마

=

I like you but still don’t wear Converse Lows

this part of the pre chorus got me dying, the clear preference for high tops instead of the low cut converse shoes lmao

너의 컨버스하이에 꽂혔나 봐 별 수 없나 봐 나는 wo 너의 컨버스하이에 꽂혔나 봐 너무 좋아 다 자꾸 wo

너의 컨버스하이 I really really want yo 컨버스하이 I really really like yo 컨버스하이 I really really need yo 컨버스하이 컨버스하이

=

I’m so into your Converse Highs I can’t help it I’m so into your Converse Highs I like it so much

Your Converse Highs I really really want yo Converse High I really really like yo Converse High I really really need yo Converse High Converse High

so this chorus and sort of coda talks about how one loves the shoes on that special someone, im here thinking do they dig the person or dig the pair of shoes or the special person they dig wearing those converse shoes being a bonus? 

컨버스 컨버스 i really hate a 컨버스 화려한 니 겉모습에는 말야 검정스타킹에 아찔한 하이힐 그래 그것은 사기야 근데 더 어울리는 것은 조던 numbers Ha 모르겠니 컨버스는 니 매력을 죽이는 옥의 티 아무튼 날 만날 때는 컨버스를 신지마 무엇보다 벗기가 무척이나 힘들잖아

=

Converse Converse, I really hate a Converse When you look all flashy with your black stockings and your high heels That’s just a lie But you look better with Jordan numbers Ha don’t you know? Converses kill your charm Anyway, when you meet me, don’t wear Converses It’s too hard to take them off of you

so yoongi’s rap lyrics are actually funny to me, because he is going against the general idea of a girl wearing converse shoes being attractive, here he states, he rather have them wear jordan sneakers instead of those converse shoes and that they are even harder to take off ( is this suggestive hmmMM ) especially since converse shoes are laced up unlike high heels which could easily slip off

i feel that this song, for some reason, is very appropriate, maybe because of the fact that most youth, whether they own a pair of converse shoes, are very familiar with this brand, especially in Korea. i feel that the moment you own a pair of shoes with laces, you have reached that period of youth - which technically overreaches this whole concept of their album - youth. 

Reference: Colour Coded ©

choreography: the choreography for this one is laid-back, possibly the same level as Boyz with Fun choreography  ( which you could see here )

that cute footwork in the beginning, of course. for some reason they all look like boys who see their crush ( or maybe thats what they were going for ) 

and when the chorus hits, here they are dragging their feet, honestly i think the main point of this whole dance is to literally exaggerate their footwork, possibly because the song title is Converse High. 

i dont know, i just really thought that this whole dance was cute?? 

this part when hoseok comes in, well let’s all admire the formation, all i can just say that this whole dance focuses more on their footwork, highlighting those parts which then become the main point of the dance etc 

a cute dance to be honest 

last thoughts: regardless, i think this is still a fun song, not a hype for sure, but one that could still lift the mood

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[hsj-scenarios]

The horror aus sound really fun! Can I request scenario 16 with Ryosuke, please?

Horror AU’s | Accepting 

「Warnings: This story will contain vulgar language and overall strong content with the exception of smut. Possible character death and lots of blood. Considering it’s movie inspired, this will have 2 parts - Mod M ✌️」

Song- Evil Dead soundtrack | 02 | Big Brother https://youtu.be/YlMWmAw9g3I 

“Ryosuke .. are you sure this is the right way? Don’t you think we should take Misaki to a hospital?”

“____, this wasn’t my idea. I agree, a hospital should be the proper place, at least they’ll know what to do. But this is what she wanted, she just wants our company .. I can’t possibly deny her that small request. Plus we’ve got Yuko here, she works in the hospital field, she knows this more than any of us.”

A small and weak smile forms on Ryosuke’s lips, a sad attempt of seeing the situation with brighter eyes, yet, you could see the exhaustion and gloom reflecting through him. His eyes, his smile, his appearance; even his posture. Ryosuke was drained of life almost ..

The cabin just a few feet away from both of you seemed old, not to mention it looked like it has been quite some time since anyone has taken care of the place. You weren’t sure, whether it was the cabin’s poor state or the situation at hand, something felt gloomier than it needed to be, eerie.

The forest in which you were deep within was green and somewhat full of life, the early sun was peeking and birds above were chirping. Still, the ambience was odd, you felt it on you skin and bones, you weren’t sure why you agreed to this, but here you were ..

Of course the decision was made in a heartbeat when it came to Ryosuke, you were very much aware of his younger sister’s situation and it was impossible for you not to assist in a time of need .. his sister herself requested for your company as well, you just couldn’t refuse.

“Let’s go in. Yuko mentioned this might be a long night ..”, before Ryosuke could take a step forward, your hand quickly took his almost on impulse, bringing him back and earning yourself a questioning gaze.

“Ryosuke, are you sure .. you’re alright?”, again you asked. Since the moment he agreed to this you couldn’t help but wonder and constantly ask, receiving the usual ‘yes’, yet they weren’t convincing enough. You knew he hated this, the idea, the situation, the location and overall his sister’s condition .. he’s simply being the good older brother Misaki needs right now.

“Not really, not at all. I thought I was until now, this is a shitty idea, isn’t it?”, for the first time he allowed himself to genuinely smile, chuckle to be precise. It was light and filled with ironic amusement, surely realizing how ridiculous this all seemed.

“But you’re here with us, with Misaki .. and with me. That’s all I need. You didn’t have to come, but thank you, I really do need you ..”, with those few words Ryosuke gently cupped your face and placed a tender kiss on your forehead, the warmth emanating from his being making the situation less strange, the glimpse of love in his eyes making it all worth it and gratifying.

“You’re welcome ..”, naturally you smile, his hands still upon your face.

“Has she seen you?”, you asked, your tone gentle and cautious, although Ryosuke agreed to come, you were very much aware of their strained relationship since Misaki’s situation came to light.

“She hasn’t. No one has ..”, Ryosuke admitted. A weary sigh left his lips as he looked back at the cabin, three people awaited your arrival and it seemed Ryosuke was the least enthusiastic about it.

No time to waste, you both walked to the front porch, the cabin’s poor state appeared to get worse as you went in further, in better words; the cabin was deteriorating and quite gross.

“Well I’ll be damned, look who just showed up!”, the greeting came from Yuko, a wide and welcoming grin upon her lips, her signature smile as you’d like to say.

“You knew I was coming, Yuko; it shouldn’t be that surprising.”, Ryosuke defended himself since her words were mostly meant towards him more than you.

“Still, it’s good to see you, Ryosuke! Good to see you too, _____.”, Yuko then directed herself to you, warmly embracing you in a tight hug as you exchanged the gesture. Although Ryosuke and her go way back from high school, you were happy to see her once again nevertheless though you’ve known her for nearly over a year.

“It’s good to see you as well, Yuko; it sure has been a while. Where’s Daiki though? I thought he came with you—”

“I’m here!”, from around the corner and coming out of a near hallway of rooms, came Arioka Daiki. Small and round glasses hanging almost on the tip of his nose, chestnut curls on the verge of covering his eyes and dressed in a blue button up shirt, an odd outfit for a cabin, but that proved Daiki hadn’t changed much since you’ve last seen him.

“Didn’t think you’d actually come; how long has it been a year?”, again, his words were mostly directed in Ryosuke’s direction. A sense of boredom and apathy as he spoke standing not too far from the three of you yet maintaining a distance between Ryosuke and himself.

“It’s good to see you too, Daiki. Where’s my sister?”, Ryosuke wasted no time in asking for his sibling and payed little to know mind to Daiki’s attitude nor did he answer his question. Although this interaction between the two men was new to you, it was to be expected nonetheless.

Daiki was holding some type of grudge against Ryosuke ..

“She’s in her room. And before you leave, just so you know, the cabin was unlocked when we arrived. Looking at the disgusting state of this place I’d say someone busted in, smells kinda bad too ..”

The news of someone breaking into the cabin didn’t seem to faze Ryosuke much, he merely looked around as if quickly checking everything was in place and shrugged in off before walking away. You simply allowed Ryosuke to leave without following in order to give him some privacy with his sister, in the meantime you stayed with Yuko and Daiki, and decided to clean the area up as much as you could.

The cabin was mostly unkempt outside and dusty on the inside, with a faint yet quite displeasing odor lingering in the air. However, the conditions of the cabin were enough to explain any unwanted smell, considering you’re all in a forest any kind of dead animal might be around. It wasn’t anything unsettling ..

Ryosuke stood inches away from his sister’s bedroom door before knocking, slight apprehension and tension building up in his muscles, he wasn’t sure of what to expect or how he’d be greeted by the younger one.

He couldn’t remember when was the last time he’d seen Misaki sober. He wasn’t quite sure of which side of her he’d meet ..

“It’s alright to come in ..”, a nearly foreign voice sounded from inside, soft and gentle. Momentarily, Ryosuke remembered that all he knew was her slurring voice, he recalled all those nights Misaki was a mess, her hateful screams and ballistic moments. This, this was a nice change for him ..

Entering the room he didn’t notice the subtle smile that formed in his lips, despite the tension he felt seconds ago, he was after all happy to be reunited with his younger sister. Ryosuke always had a soft spot for the younger one, everyone knew him to be the proud older brother who always spoke about her, buying her gifts and being overprotective as a brother should. No matter the situation, he loved Misaki.

“Hello there, big bro! Glad to see you made it—”

“If you’re about to say how happy you are because I ‘managed’ to come; stop. I’m your older brother, of course I’d be here, am I such a shitty brother everyone else seems to think I’d ditch all of you?”, Ryosuke didn’t intend to come off so strong, not after mere seconds of seeing Misaki, but he was quite tired of the same caught off guard sentence being thrown at him, of course he’d come!

Ryosuke watched as Misaki stood from the bed, a small grin tugging the corners of her lips as she walked closer, both hands hiding behind her back, he could only wonder if she was holding something considering he found her sitting with her back turned towards the door as if looking down.

“It’s been awhile since we’ve all been together, Ryosuke. Since mom died, I haven’t seen you either ..”

There it was. Ryosuke was hoping she wouldn’t mentioned it, he was dreading it if she would. But how foolish of him to think she wouldn’t say anything, he knew her smile didn’t mean much, deep down Ryosuke knew he was holding that fact against him .. he simply preferred to not see it that way.

“Misaki, I wanted to be there—”

“Look at what I found; it’s us! Dad, mom, Chihiro and you and I. We seem so happy, don’t we?”, while Misaki’s eyes were fixated upon the old family picture, Ryosuke looked at her. Pained at how she tried to hide her true emotions behind a wide smile, trying to make him believe she was fine .. trying to make him feel less horrible for not being there when everyone needed him.

“Yeah .. we do.”, he mumbled.

“And look at this one! I’m keeping this one, even ____ is in this picture.”, now the image was different, a new one in which you indeed appeared. The recent picture had Ryosuke, Daiki, Yuko, Misaki and yourself, all bundled up for the picture, unrecognizable smiles on each of their faces, yours being the exception. Fortunately, this picture managed to bring a lighthearted smile to Ryosuke’s lips, gazing down and fixing his eyes on your smiling self. As bad as he may feel upon the situation, he had to admit he was glad to have you during these times.

“Mom would be happy to see us together ..”, again she mentions their mother, a sad glimmer reflecting in her eyes as she kept her gaze on the picture, her wide smile slowly changing for a slight frown, not fully letting her smile die down however.

“You know .. mom is the reason why I wanted you all here, she’s the reason why I wanted to come here.”, she softly mumbles.

“Why is that, Misaki?”, in that moment after he cautiously asked, Misaki raised her gaze and met his, all sense of happiness had been drained out of her and all she had left was pain in her eyes.

“Because I don’t want to die alone in a mental hospital like her ..”

Misaki’s words went straight through his heart. Puncturing him repeatedly though she only needed to say it once. She was making it clear that she didn’t blame him for his mother’s death, but she was making sure he didn’t forget that his absence left a mark on both their mother and her ..

“Misaki, I .. I tried going back—I tried visiting. But I got called back for work in Osaka and I couldn’t find a break, I fucking tried, I really did but—”

“But you didn’t try hard enough ..”, she ripped the words right out of his mouth, knocking the wind out of his lungs in a way. Misaki became indifferent, a solemn stare upon Ryosuke’s nearly distraught state.

“It’s alright, Ryosuke. You’re here now .. I’m just glad you didn’t get to see her the way I did.”, with that, she exited the room.

Ryosuke was left alone with a heavy heart, the guilt washing over him, hitting him like a bullet train. A year of absence he couldn’t get back and was now paying for through his younger sister.

From now on, he’d see to it that he could repair his relationship with Misaki. As hard as it may be, he wanted some sort of forgiveness ..

“Here’s a promise to myself, to never touch this shit ever again.”

All of you found yourselves standing around an old water well as Misaki poured down white powder down it, letting go of the tiny bag in the process. It was her promised last batch of cocaine.

This was the reason you all came, this was the reason Misaki wanted you all with her .. she rather spend her recovering days in a family cabin with the help and support of friends than stay in a hospital alone.

You all watched her, how the last bit of powder being spilled seemed to free her, or at least you’d hope. Right after Ryosuke went to find his sister, Yuko had shared what was like to deal with a recovering addict, a drug addict to be precise. She explained the effect withdrawals had on people, but more so, she explained her personal experience with Misaki .. you learned that this wasn’t new.

Misaki’s promise wasn’t new either.

This was something both Daiki and Yuko had to deal with in Ryosuke’s absence, a big detail which he doesn’t know is that Misaki had an overdose once, she was nearly declared dead upon saving her.

All you could do was hope that this time she meant her promise, for herself .. for Ryosuke’s sake.

Everyone went along Misaki’s words of promises, yet somehow, each one of you had your own doubts. Instead of this being a joyful moment in which Misaki puts an end to her addiction, it’s all quiet and even uncomfortable.

Even Ryosuke looked just as unsure. Still, for her sake you all managed to make her feel loved and supported. A few hugs and words of encouragement were given to Misaki in order for her to feel like she’s doing the right thing; in which she was .. you all just want to make sure she keeps her promises.

“Ryosuke, I need to talk to you .. Yuko and Daiki told me some things .. about Misaki.”, you lowered your voice as the two of you watched Misaki leave, Daiki accompanying her while Yuko stayed behind, surely being the one who could explained the situation in better words considering her past experiences with Misaki and as a nurse.

“Yeah? What about Misaki?”, his eyes held apprehension as he gazed from Yuko and yourself.

“Listen, Ryosuke .. this isn’t new; none of this is. We’ve tried this before with Misaki. She swore to stop and end it all, but it didn’t work. It didn’t take long before she was right back up shooting drugs up her nose. Your sister overdosed once—”

“Wait; what? What the hell do you mean she overdosed once? Why didn’t anyone mention this to me—”

“Ryosuke, it doesn’t matter anymore! The point is she’ll do whatever it takes to get out of here, do you understand? These few days will be hell for her and she won’t last a minute longer once her withdrawals start kicking in. I need you to swear you’ll stay here, no matter what she tells you she cannot leave, we’re all staying here ..”

Ryosuke was taken aback by all the information, it was like he had no say in this and he couldn’t say no to Yuko. He had to stay with Misaki, he didn’t want to leave; no, but he wasn’t good at denying his sister’s requests.

“ I .. I swear.”

Yuko was satisfied with that, her previous worries and tension washing away. She then headed back into the cabin, probably wanting to give Ryosuke time to process the current situation and some privacy for the two of you, he in fact, needed both.

Your left hand reached his, gently entwining your fingers with his, giving him your own way of support, letting him know he wasn’t alone. And Ryosuke most definitely got the message through you skin and warmth, he leaned his head placing it against yours, a sweet action he made when being lazy, since you were smaller than him and he couldn’t lean his head on your shoulder, he went for the head most of the times. It made you smile as usual.

“She’ll be alright, Ryosuke. Everything will, she’ll make it through ..”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

You did, for everyone’s sake.

Night had fallen, and with it came rain and unexpected thunder. And just like Yuko had warned hours earlier, Misaki’s withdrawals were kicking in. Among the storm blasting outside, Misaki’s screams were blasting inside, an on going train of complaints about a ‘foul stench’.

“Fucking hell it smells so bad! I can’t stand it anymore, please I can’t take it; it’s fucking everywhere!”

Both Yuko and you were in Misaki’s room, trying to find any way to comfort and assure her that there was no smell without making her sound insane. Yuko had made it very clear that Misaki might try to get herself out of the cabin, it was only normal for everyone else to assume this was just a first attempt. But you couldn’t quite assume that, you couldn’t deny that earlier when you stepped foot inside the cabin and odd smell lingered around, it just turns out Misaki’s sensitivity is picking it up much more heavily.

“Yuko, stay with her. I’ll go see if I can find the source ..”, upon that suggestion Yuko agreed before you exited the room.

“How is she?”, Ryosuke asked as he waited for you outside the room, surely aware of his sister’s cries, just not her state.

“She’s going mad, she won’t stop crying. Anyhow, we need to stop making her sound insane, we know the warnings, but there is indeed a weird smell going on, Ryosuke .. I think there’s a dead animal inside the cabin. I felt it as soon as I walked in.”

“Glad to know I wasn’t the only one; Daiki says he smells some funky stench too. He even pointed out some flies in the living room ..”

Then you were right after all, there was indeed something rotting within these walls. It was only a matter of finding it and getting rid of it.

“Hey, guys! I just found the source of the stench, and it doesn’t look too good. I .. I think you need to come see this.”, Daiki’s entire aura seemed unsettled, even a thin layer of sweat could be seen forming on his forehead.

In a quick second the three of you found yourselves in the living room, finally seeing what Daiki meant and feeling just as rattled as he was, perhaps more.

A few inches away from your feet, the living room rug was lifted and dragged away leaving a clear sight of a possible basement door. Now the chilling part wasn’t the door itself but more so the dark red and dried trail of blood on it, you didn’t know what the two men next to you thought, but your mind could only process the ghastly trail to be human. It was large enough to assume it belong to a body, it couldn’t possibly belong to a smaller creature ..

“R-Ryosuke, I .. I think we should leave.”, you stuttered. You mind and body telling you what to do, your body trembled without the need of cold, you skin felt chills and you were already wearing a jacket, the worst kinds of scenarios played through your mind. It was only logical for you to deeply desire to leave this cabin immediately.

But apparently, fear wasn’t enough and curiosity played a bigger part in Ryosuke’s mind. His big brother tendencies resurfacing, wanting to go deeper and find the source for himself. Daiki wasn’t so fond of the idea, still, after Ryosuke opened the trapdoor he was right behind his tail. You on the other hand, had no plans in seeing what was down there.

From above, you wish that whatever was down there was enough to make you all leave the premises immediately ..

“Holy .. shit. What the fuck happened down here? A slaughterhouse?”

Daiki’s questions came out in a muffle as his hands covered both lips and nose. Ryosuke was no different, with a flashlight in one hand they both stared with a mix of terror and shock at the sight hanging above them, lifeless cats hanged from the ceiling and the smell of blood, decomposing flesh and burnt hair made the stay down on the basement very short.

“We’ll clean this up tomorrow, let’s go for now—”

“Hold on! What’s that over there?”, Ryosuke had no choice but to turn around and flash to where Daiki pointed his finger. As much as he wanted to flee the basement, the new found object did tug his interest. A book, it was placed on top of a wooden table were other objects laid scattered around, knives and candles being a few. The book was wrapped inside a black plastic bag and surrounded by barb wire, a sign that the book was to be kept untouched by anyone.

“Ryosuke, I think someone broke into your cabin to perform some sort of witchcraft ..”

“You see hanging dead cats from my ceiling and your most coherent explanation is ‘witchcraft’? I actually think a fucking lonely psycho did this. The book is probably his diary, so let’s leave and don’t you dare mention this to Misaki. Whatever she asks, just say it’s a dead animal .. don’t mention anything else. And don’t touch the book.”

Daiki heard Ryosuke’s warnings loud and clear, yet his attention was fixed on the book. Despite the foul stench surrounding him, he found the book quite intriguing. The topic of witchcraft and voodoo being something of his interest, and the fact that the book was so meticulously sealed absolutely grabbing his desire to take a peek inside.

“Daiki, move!”, like a snap of the fingers, Daiki broke out of his trance and followed orders, the smell finally kicking in with his right senses and obligating him to exit the basement.

But Ryosuke should’ve known better, he should’ve taken the book and dispose of it when he had the chance. He should’ve known his friend wouldn’t last long with the lingering curiosity of what the book might contain. Little did Ryosuke know Daiki had gone back to the basement exclusively for the wired book ..

[yoon-kooks]

Lie- Part 8

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst / Fluff

Summary: There was a time when you loved him and he hated you. Now you hate him, but does he love you?

Parts: 0 // 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12 // 13 // 14 // 15 // 16 // 17 // FINAL

“I’ll only show you this one time…” Jimin mumbled. “And only if you promise not to tell anyone else that I dance.” You were shocked. Were you really the only one who knew he was a dancer?

“I promise, Jimin.” You honestly had no intentions of telling anyone anyway. It would be a secret kept between you and him.

You sat quietly on his bed and waited for him to show you his dance, not knowing what to expect. The boy just stood there for a moment and scrolled through his phone. He took his time “searching for the right music”, although you noticed some reluctance in the way he bit his lip. The longer he took, the more you could tell he was nervous. And it didn’t make sense. At school, he was always so confidence and outgoing around others, so why was this any different?

After finally settling on a song, he danced without saying a word. He didn’t have a whole lot of space to move around in his cluttered room, but you were so taken by the way his body flowed. Everything was so precise and graceful. The way he extended his arms, his delicate sways to the music. You knew nothing about dance technique, but to you, he was flawless.

When he came to a stop, his eyes fell on you, as if to make sure you were still there. You looked back with heart eyes, unable to express your amazement in words. His quickly turned his head the other way, but not before you caught a glimpse of his rosy cheeks.

“What’d you think…?” Jimin’s voice was almost inaudible.

“I liked it,” you blushed. “I think you’re really amazing, Jimin.”

“I’m not really…”

“Have you ever thought about becoming an idol?” You imagined him performing in front of thousands of people. “I really think you could do it.”

“Huh? No way.” He shook his head. “Can we just work on the project now?”

-

You stared blankly at the textbook in front of you. Chemistry was already boring enough, but you really couldn’t focus at all because he had been on your mind ever since you left his dorm. After Jimin said he’d relay your number to Jungkook, the rest of your time in his room was painfully silent. He had asked you about college and how you were liking Seoul, but all you gave him one word responses and nothing beyond that. The only thing that saved you was when the other members came back to the dorm, giving you the perfect excuse to go home. You had to admit, you wished things would’ve turned out better that day.

“Um, Y/N? You okay?” Yoora waved her hand in front of your face to pull you out of your daze.

“What? Yeah, of course,” you lied. “I just don’t get this chemical bonding shit? Like, what even is a valence electron?? Why do atoms attract and repel just like people do?? How can a bond just fucking break like that?? Can I drop out of this class??”

“The professor literally just went over that stuff in class today…” She raised a brow at you. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been a little off since the fansign.”

You thought you had concealed your Jimin problems pretty well, but your friend knew you better than that. And you felt bad that you were lying to her. But at the same time, you had to. “Well…”

“OMG. You fell for one of them, didn’t you??” A huge grin formed on Yoora’s face. “All it takes is one look, I swear. That’s how I sold my soul to Park Jimin.”

You made a face. Not only because she was wrong, but also because you wanted Jimin out of your head, and Yoora really wasn’t helping your cause.

Buzz! Both you and Yoora jumped at the sound of your phone. You didn’t want to open the text right in front of your friend, just in case it was from the love of her life. But it buzzed again, and the more you ignored your phone, the more suspicious you seemed.

You waited for until Yoora was distracted by something on her own phone—probably a Twitter update from Bangtan—and quickly checked your message.

3:04PM Unknown “hey! guess who jimin gave your number to #nochu” You had no idea what the fuck a nochu was, but you found the message extremely adorable. You had an urge to be playful, even if it was only through text.

3:05PM Y/N “yoongi?”

3:06PM Unknown “wrong!”

3:06PM Y/N “sugar?”

3:07PM Unknown “wHO THE HECK IS SUGAR??”

3:08PM Unknown “suga and yoongi are the same guy by the way”

3:10PM Y/N “hey im trying my best to learn all your names okay??”

3:11PM Unknown “but you know my name right?”

3:13PM Y/N “sure i do”

3:14PM Y/N “youre namjin”

3:17PM Unknown “OMFG byeeeeee”

3:18PM Y/N “jungkook wAIT”

3:18PM Jungkook “so you DO know my name ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”

3:19PM Jungkook “i feel so special 🙈”

3:20PM Y/N “same tbh”

3:26PM Jungkook “soooo”

3:27PM Jungkook “are you free on saturday?” You stared at your phone, thumbs frozen in place. Was he actually asking you out on a date?

3:31PM Y/N “yea, why?”

3:32PM Jungkook “do you like bowling? all my hyungs hate it bc theyre scared of me lol”

3:33PM Y/N “ive never bowled before o.o”

3:34PM Jungkook “good. ill teach you on saturday then ok?” You giggled. He was quite a cute kid, and maybe he’d help keep Jimin off your mind.

3:34PM Y/N “okay!”

“What’s with that creepy grin on your face, Y/N?” Yoora snickered. “Did you get a boyfriend without telling me? Is that why you’ve been acting strange?”

“Haha very funny.” You debated on what to tell your friend. Maybe it would be okay to tell her some things, and leave out other details. Because you certainly weren’t going to tell her that you had once fallen for the same boy she now loved and adored. But maybe it’d be fine to say you’ve been messaging Jimin and Jungkook a little since the fansign. After all, Jimin did mention you could bring Yoora to meet them next time. “He’s not my boyfriend. But I did meet someone.”

“Whaaat?? Tell me!! Spill!”

“It’s a secret for now,” you said, “but I’ll tell you more about it if things go well!” The least you could do was be semi-honest with your one best friend, and you just hoped it all wouldn’t end up hurting her later.

A/N: I took high school chem once in my life and I honestly don’t remember wtf a valence electron is but I know it’s important so lmaoooo