#jaehwan angst

[sadfragilegirl]

I'm really sad that they don't write for VIXX anymore...I mean there's no new VIXX scenarios on Tumblr and it disappoints me very much.

Like, Tumblr users who wrote for VIXX are either inactive for a very long time while others deactivated their accounts.

~Queennie

[fallloverfic]

Carlton Javier (manhwa) appreciation post

Did I just finally get up to date with the manhwa for singNsong's The World After the Fall in part because of my love for Carlton Javier? Yes. Yes I did. (I mean also for ORV crumbs but Carlton got me through the rest). Spoilers for the novel and manhwa below. (Also this is focused on Jaehwan/Carlton as well :D)

The moment you know your ship is technically canon. Like damn the way he just... grabs Jaehwan's hand. Also Carlton is so much taller than he is alkdjladja. Jaehwan just lets any man grab his hand so long as they have bondage magic and are half-angel I guess (very valid of him).

When you walk into the club happy your husband is there for you after he blew holes in the roof to make you stop by.

This panel is just beautiful.

Fallen (half-)angel.

Poor Carlton, still working for your husband, slaving away at the desk. Chibi Carlton kills me. Jaehwan reassuring Carlton about his unique world just ends me T-T It's nice to know that Carlton is training like the others!

Baby got an outfit upgrade (looks more like Jaehwan too alkdjlaj when you're in love and match your outfits to each other alkdjlaj) and followed his husband to the Abyss after all. I love him. His finally being recovered and coming back to fight at Jaehwan's side just ahhh T-T

Goodness is he cute. And he's almost always next to Jaehwan in this arc T-T As is kind of explained later, Jaehwan demanded that Carlton (and Cheongeo) be let into the Factory with him, which is amazing. I just love that he values the guy so much??? Jaehwan canonically wants Carlton (and Siren, Cheongeo, and Caiman) at his side.

Also legitimately curious why they gave him pointed ears, which he's specifically not supposed to have. I guess making him shine silver all the time would be kind of difficult, but it's a very strange change, since the final version is so specifically the opposite of how he's supposed to look (both the original and the edited version of the novel note he specifically doesn't have pointed ears). I'm not mad about it or anything, just curious.

Baby looking hot and worried for his husband T-T

Carlton going to Jaehwan's side (along with Siren and Cheongeo) and not doubting him when so many others were doubting him, and then supporting him, and Jaehwan leaning on him and I just hnnnnnnn. Ride or die.

Their height difference just makes me laugh aldkjaldja Jaehwan is not short or small alkdjaldja (I mean he's described as frail at one point, but that doesn't explain this alkdjlaj) Carlton is just larger alkdjaldaj But also they're standing side by side T-T

I just alkdjaldaj He's about a head shorter than Carlton alkdjalj this is so funny aldkjaldja I think it's something about the Very Long Legs that makes it more comically silly? It's like xxxHolic but as a shounen. I'm not necessarily against it, it's just kind of funny.

Everyone Jaehwan wanted to go with him. WANTED CARLTON TO GO WITH HIM. WANTED. (Yes, Siren and Cheongeo are in the shot and of course Jaehwan pines for Caiman, but still). Jaehwan wanted him there T-T For someone who spends a lot of time being mad that Carlton is a law enforce and that Jaehwan can't stand him for that, and Jaehwan would rather fight the guy instead, that's character development.

And of course I got more of him do u think me a fool.

Can't upload the other images cause tumblr image limit. I might make a second post of them.

The revised webnovel is on Munpia in Korean. And Carlton's introduction is included in the free chapters. Enjoy.

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[j-a-nuary]

Ken is a flirtatious bestie. Ravi gets jealous. Leo is a pissy bitch. Hyuk is stressed.

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[hobeemin]

dangerous pairing ~ (pt. vii)

🌙 genre: supernatural, fantasy, drama, angst, e2l, soulmates, forbidden romance, hybrid au

🌙 pairing(s): werewolf!kim namjoon x vampire!(f) oc; vampire!min yoongi x werewolf!jung hoseok; vampire!lee jaehwan x vampire!(f) oc; werewolf!kim namjoon x werewolf!ahn hyejin

🌙 summary: they were never meant to be together somehow, their lives intertwined, setting in motion a chain of events that would forever change the course of their lives and the people connected to them.

🌙 rating: 18+

🌙 warning(s): swearing, violence, torture, drinking blood, threats, jealousy, exhibitionism, penetration, fingering, scratching, biting

🌙 word count: 3.1k

🌙 inspiration: MB & Playlist

🌙 a/n: credit and many thanks to​💜💜 and @jeonggukingdom for the banner 💜💜 and to the lovely summer @beomcoups for beta reading 💛💛

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“I won’t ask you again,” he said, circling the chair under the dim lights. “Where are the hunters?”

Muffled sounds came from the person tied to the chair. Namjoon motioned to Jungkook to remove the gag from his mouth.

Matthew spit out the blood as a tooth followed. Namjoon stepped back, shaking his head. “Matthew, Matthew. You can do this the easy way or the hard way,” He squatted down, meeting his gaze. The man’s eyes were swollen, but he could see Namjoon’s form before him. His throat dried; he could barely form the words to speak.

“I-I d-don’t know anything.”

Namjoon dropped his head with a deep sigh. “I thought you were smarter than that, Kim. I’m very disappointed.”

He snapped his fingers as Jungkook and Hoseok stepped up to untie Matthew. The man struggled, trying to break free. Namjoon walked over to a tray of instruments, carefully running her fingers along each.

“Most would think I like to leave the dirty work to my pack, but I always felt it showed leadership and initiative to do things myself.”

The serrated blade reflected across Matthew’s face as Namjoon picked it up. 

“Last chance, Kim,” he replied.

Just as it got close to his side, Matthew jerked away with a yell. “J-Jackson!”

“Speak up, leech,” Hoseok snarled.

“The hunter’s name is Jackson.”

Namjoon put the blade down and wiped his hands with a towel. He gave Jungkook and Hoseok a curt nod, and they dropped Matthew to the floor. 

His gaze landed on Hoseok. “Find them.”

Hoseok gave a hum of understanding. “How you want them?”

“Alive for now. Get him cleaned up and back to whatever hole you found him in,” he instructed.

They picked up Matthew and dragged him out of the cellar. “Oh, and Matthew,” Namjoon called. “If I find you warned them, I’ll make a house call to your family. Are we clear?”

“U-Understood,” he whispered.

---

“–And so I didn’t even try to tell my father about it.”

Hwasa’s laugh seemed to echo as she turned to Namjoon. Her smile wavered slightly as she watched his facial expression. He seemed so far away.

“Namjoon?”

No response. 

Hwasa smiled at the people around them as she stepped closer, interlocking her fingers with his. He blinked a few times, feeling the warmth. Glancing at her and the people around him, he gave them a slight grin.

“Sorry. My mind seemed to wander off. Enjoy your evening, everyone.”

Hwasa wiggled her fingers in farewell as they walked away to mingle more. They stopped by the bar, waiting to order drinks. Namjoon raised his hand, giving his order to the bartender.

“Are you alright? You’ve been distracted since we arrived,” she murmured as she grabbed the champagne glass off the counter.

“I’m fine,” he replied curtly, sipping the amber liquid in his glass.

“Then act like it,” she said sweetly, her smile not reaching her eyes.

“I’ll hold my end; you do the same,” he answered, his eyes flashing gold in warning.

Hwasa clinked her glass to his with a giggle. “Cheers.”

---

Eva sipped her champagne as classical music played softly in the background. She handled this gala effortlessly.

Ken stayed by her side as soon as they arrived, ensuring every photograph taken had them together. Reluctantly, she played the part. After all, this was all a rouse to get everyone to see she was a severe threat. Jimin and Yoongi watched around the room with careful eyes. 

Though they had the best security detail money could buy, Jin felt it was better to keep a close eye on Eva. Anything could happen at a moment’s notice. 

Ken introduced Eva to a group of hospital board members working to pass a motion for Ken’s company regarding a new drug on the market. She smiled demurely, leading Ken into a false sense of security.

“I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this exquisite woman from us, Ken. When’s the wedding?” one of the doctors teased. 

His grip tightened around her waist, pulling her closer. He bent down, kissing her cheek lightly. It almost made her recoil. Smiling, he winked at the doctors.

“If I have my way, she’ll have my last name before the year ends.”

Her smile strained before she gulped down the rest of her champagne. “Time for a refill. Excuse me.” Eva eyed Ken with disdain as she walked back to the bar. The bartender greeted her and placed a napkin in front of her.

“Another glass of champagne miss?”

“No, I require something a little stronger. Let’s go with the Macallan, double, on the rocks.”

She nodded once the highball was placed before her and brought it to her lips. Just as the liquid passed her lips, Eva froze. Her eyes widened, and goosebumps formed along her skin. Where did this come from? Her eyes darted around, searching for Jin, Yoongi, or Jimin.

Are you okay?

I don’t know. Something feels strange.

Would you like to leave Countess?

She sighed, shaking her head and taking another sip of her drink.

No, no, Jimin, I’ll be alright.

Jimin looked over at her with concern but stopped prying. If she stated she was alright, then she was until further notice.

She wanted to kick herself. When had she ever seemed this weak?

Get it together, girl, she scolded herself.

She sniffed, swallowed the rest of her drink, and wiped the corners of her mouth. This was her stage, and she wouldn’t be caught slipping. 

The irony.

Dark brown eyes met her own. Namjoon seemed to bore into her very being. Her grip tightened around the highball as it almost slipped. Ken was at her side immediately, a look of worry on his face. 

“Bella?”

She stared at him for a moment with a blank expression. A frown appeared on his face.

“Eva?”

She blinked once. Then, twice before letting him take the drink out of her hand.

“I’m fine.”

“We can–”

“I said I was fucking alright, Ken,” she hissed.

He straightened his posture and cleared his throat. “Very well. Let’s continue greeting these donors.”

“Whatever. Fix your tie; it’s crooked,” she said through a smile as they resumed their rounds. Much to her dismay, they walked up to Namjoon and his group. Eva grabbed another flute off a tray as Ken made introductions. 

“Evanglelina Romanus, this is Ahn Hyejin. Her family are patrons of the arts. And this is her escort, er-“

“Kim Namjoon,” he answered, giving Ken a side-eye. 

“Ah, Kim Namjoon. I think I’ve heard of you. Your company deals in construction, I believe?”

“Entertainment mostly. I own Club Lux. Have you been there?”

Ken shook his head with a smirk. “Can’t say that I have.”

“Stop by some time. I’ll give you a good deal,” Namjoon replied.

The tension grew between the two men. Eva cleared her throat, stepping between them.

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Kim and Ms. Ahn. I hope you enjoy yourselves tonight.”

Hwasa noticed the way Namjoon’s expression shifted slightly when looking at Evangelina. It was subtle but enough for the wolf to see, and maybe it was just plain old female intuition. Either way, she didn’t like it. This woman was a threat. And what did Hwasa do to threats?

Annihilate them.

Ken looked Namjoon up and down, trying to mask his distaste. Something was off about this man. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but the aura permeating off of him seemed dangerous. In his mind, Ken wanted him gone and away from him and Eva.

The Countess may have tried to seem icy, but internally she was suffering. She realized her hand had a slight shake to it. Placing the flute down, she gripped Ken’s arm. He glanced at her in concern.

“Are you alright, Bella?”

She ignored the inquiry.

Something about the way Ken said that made Namjoon’s wolf stir. Why was he touching her like that? Calling her names like they were involved? Who was this man to Eva?

Whatever power seemed to roll off Namjoon had some effect on Eva. Her knees buckled as she almost fell into one of the pillars. Ken quickly caught her as Jin, Yoongi, and Jimin appeared at her side.

“Eva?”

She let out a small laugh, pushing away from Ken. It was time to put on an act.

”Goodness, I believe that champagne had more of a punch than I anticipated. I guess I got overheated, if you’ll excuse me.”

She waved them away and headed to the restroom. Namjoon watched her retreating form as Hwasa’s eyes narrowed.

Jin glanced at Ken. “Maybe I should check on her.”

Hwasa stepped up as a smile spread on her face. “Nonsense. I’ll pop in to see if she’s doing okay. It will be better for her to see another lady and all that. Be back in an instant.”

Yoongi nodded as the trio dispersed, returning to his position near the museum's second level. He sighed, drumming his fingers on the railing. His thoughts wandered to Eva, hoping she was recovering.

“Fancy seeing you here.”

A smirk appeared on Yoongi’s face. If his heart functioned, it would have beat erratically. Hoseok oozed charisma from the top of his head to his feet. His regular dark brown locks had been cut short and dyed platinum blonde. It suited him well and contrasted with his black suit. Yoongi appreciated the view before him.

“Likewise.”

Hoseok closed the distance between them, wanting to be closer, but too many eyes were around.

“Miss you.”

“I miss you too,” Yoongi murmured.

“Will you be able to slip away after this?”

“Maybe. I’ll send a message if I can.”

Hoseok smiled with a wink. “The usual meeting place?”

“Always.”

“Hoseok.”

Hoseok’s face paled, giving Yoongi a look before turning back to face Taehyung. The younger wolf raised a brow at Yoongi before directing his attention at Hoseok. 

“So this is where you ran off, too.”

“The view was better from here,” Hoseok lied easily. “Is everything alright down there?”

“It’s fine. Jungkook has it taken care of for now,” he answered, stepping closer. “Who’s this?” he nudged his chin towards Yoongi.

Hoseok glanced from Yoongi to Taehyung, racking his brain for an answer. Yoongi stepped between them, extending his hand. 

“Min Yoongi. I’m head of security for the event. Hoseok had some questions about the entrance and exits in an emergency. I assured him my team had it under control.”

Taehyung paused before taking his hand. Besides being a bit cool to the touch, he couldn’t get a read on Yoongi. He didn’t like it, but the explanation seemed to soothe his curiosity. 

“I’m impressed with it. Hoseok, I’ll be downstairs with Jungkook. See you in a few?”

He gave a curt nod. “Yes.”

Satisfied, Taehyung headed back down the stairs. Hoseok waited until he was well out of earshot to let the breath he’d been holding pass his lips.

“That was too close for comfort,” he said, calm.

Yoongi shook his head. “It was fine. You kept a cool head. There was nothing suspicious about it.”

Hoseok’s lips thinned as he stared at Yoongi. “Even still. Taehyung has found it hard to move up in rank. I don’t need a reason for him to doubt my position.”

“It will work out, Hobi,” Yoongi reassured.

Hoseok sighed, shaking his head. “I have a lot to think about. We might have to postpone a bit more. Is that okay with you?”

Disappointment passed Yoongi’s face, but he held it in as he nodded. “No choice but to at this point. You better get back down there before he suspects anything else.”

“Thanks, babe. I appreciate it,” Hoseok winked before walking away.

Yoongi stared back out at the guests. His mood was much darker than before.

---

Eva stepped out of the stall and walked up to the sink, letting the water run momentarily before washing her hands. She wiped her hands with the towels laid out and adjusted her dress. As she fixed her hair, the door swung open as Hwasa entered. Eva paid her no mind as she approached the sink, washing her hands and fussing with her hair.

The tension crawled slowly between the two until Hwasa turned to Eva with a smile.

“It seems you look much better than before,” Hwasa observed.

“Mhmm, much better,” Eva replied, pulling lipstick from her mini clutch.

“I offered to come in here to see how you were.”

“Aren’t you thoughtful,” Eva answered dryly.

Annoyance flashed on Hwasa’s face, but she smiled wide. This woman was not going to get under her skin.

“You know something?”

Eva snapped her clutch close, feeling her temper rise. “I don’t, but I feel you will tell me.”

Hwasa giggled, aggravating Eva more as she leaned against the counter. “It seems you knew Namjoon before this event.”

“What gave you that idea?”

“I’m pretty observant, and the way he stared made it seem like you two are familiar.”

Eva shrugged. “Wow, you got me there, Ms. Ahn. But if you have any insecurities about it, maybe you should talk to Namjoon about it and not some random woman.”

All pretenses dropped as Hwasa’s wolf let out a snarl. Her voice dropped low. “Listen here bitch. Namjoon is mine. I don’t think I can see through that act you’re giving. You better watch your back.”

Eva let out a laugh that didn’t reach her eyes as she closed the distance between them. “And just so you know, for future reference, when you’re kissing Namjoon, that’s me on his lips. You’re in the big leagues now, so watch your back, dear.”

Hwasa felt her lip twitch as Eva turned on her heel and exited the bathroom without another word. She glared at the mirror before growling as her fist smashed the glass.

“She’ll regret crossing me,” she whispered as the glass shattered.

Eva looked around and saw Ken leaning against the bar, talking with Jin. His eyes met hers, and she nodded, heading towards the botanical gardens. As the chilled air of spring filled her lungs, she gripped the side of the fountain. 

What was happening to her?

I have it under control!

No, you don’t.

Eva spun around to see Namjoon standing there. Her eyes narrowed her body on the defense.

“What do you want? Was Ms. Ahn too much to handle?”

Namjoon snorted, placing his hands in his pockets. “Hardly that. I came to get some air myself. I guess we had the same idea.”

She rolled her eyes, taking a seat on the fountain's edge. “I see.”

“I’m surprised your pet didn’t follow you out here,” he sneered.

Eva ran her hand through her curls, letting out a scoff. “Look at the pot calling the kettle black.” She sniffed distastefully, looking him up and down. “Lay off the cologne, you reek of canine.”

Namjoon felt his wolf paw to the surface as he lunged forward, gripping her arm and bringing Eva against his chest. 

“Still with the insults, Eva.”

She gave him an emotionless stare. “I merely speak the truth.”

“Bullshit," he spat. He glanced down at her hungrily. “He better not touch you again.”

She hissed as her eyes glowed. “Who do you think are to tell me who can or can’t touch me?!”

His eyes glowed back in response as he smirked. “You know Eva. You’ve always known.”

“I don’t have the slightest clue what you mean.”

“Don’t play coy. I saw the look in your eyes. With him, there was no passion, no desire, no love. You’re fooling yourself if you can’t see what I can.”

His lips touched her pulse point, making her squirm in his arms. Every touch he made sent her closer and closer to the edge. She didn’t want to admit it, but Eva was slowly losing this battle with him.

And she loved every minute of it.

“A-And what is that?”

Namjoon nuzzled against her with a low growl. “You want me just as much as I want you.”

“I’ll rip your throat out,” she warned.

“I dare you,” he taunted.

It was as if time itself had stopped. No pretenses. Just a veil seemed to cover the pair as their lips collided. It felt as if a band snapped. No more pretending. They were in their own world. The kiss broke the rules of nature. Each was fighting the other for dominance. Nothing was gentle in that kiss, only the desire for each other.

Namjoon wasted no time picking her up, moving to a corner away from prying eyes. He pulled away from the kiss, making her whimper in disappointment. He grinned, staring into her eyes with utmost devotion.

“I’ve waited so long for this Eva.”

“Stop talking and fuck me,” she ordered, licking her lips at him.

The gold sparked in his eyes as he chuckled darkly. “Gladly.”

The sound of the belt unbuckling excited her more as he ripped her dress open for better access. Lifting her leg and wrapping it around his waist, she giggled. “You owe me a new gown.”

“Fuck that gown,” he laughed as he adjusted himself. Moaning, his fingers brushed her clit, groaning at how aroused she was. He pressed his fingers as she pulsed in his hand. Lifting his fingers, he tasted her essence, trembling with lust. “Delicious.”

Chest rising, she sought out his lips. “J-Just do it, Namjoon. Now!”

He whimpered as he slid between her folds, hugging him just right. Breathing hard through his nostrils, he willed himself to be in control. No way was he going to end this too soon. Who knew when the next time they’d meet?

She wanted him to devour her. Take her for all to see. As his hips snapped, her nails dug into his back, shivering in his arms. This was what was missing, as much as she denied it all these months. It was him. He was her equal.

The grunts and moans filled the garden in shadows under a waning moon. 

Hwasa ran out into the gardens in search of Namjoon. A passerby mentioned seeing him in that direction. She walked out holding onto her champagne flute, wondering why he’d be out there. She paused as she heard noises towards the center of the garden. Picking up her train, she walked in the direction.

There it was. Two bodies writhing in the throes of passion. Hips snapping to an unknown rhythm. And then silver eyes locked with hers.

Eva.

Hwasa felt her lip twitch as the woman gave her a wink as her fangs slid into view. Still staring, she pulled down Namjoon’s collar and sank her fangs into his neck. He let out a howl as he sped up his movements. The flute dropped from Hwasa’s fingers, crashing into the ground. The two lovers paid it no mind. She turned on her heel and ran back inside the museum, quickly vowing her revenge. She didn’t notice Ken standing behind a tree, watching their every move. His eyes narrowed as his fist formed, nails digging into his palms as blood dripped down.

Yes. Kim Namjoon had to die.

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Nah wait cause what if, okay WHAT IF—

Fdau Rai, m'kay, y'know how she's been reconstructing her relationship with james right and eventually got back together, so they started to get serious with their relationship. Some time later, Rai got pregnant which of course James was happy to hear. But what if, okay, wHAT IF the baby was actually born with red eyes 👀 boom. Naosuke would be officially announced to be a part of the fdau angst boat.

And I'm telling you this bitch named Lee James Jihoon would fucking LOSE his SHIT. But would he display that verbally? oh noooo no no no he would act calm and accepting when inside he'd prolly wanna tear a certain brunette to shreds mayhaps. Which is why he'd have three more spawnlings Jaemin, Jaehwan, and Sooha to redeem himself for the fact that his first born child isn't even his //slams the table//

Thinking of changing Nao's name here to Nam-Hyun or Noah but Rai-Han would still call him Nana just because lmao.

[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Theo Song. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Bangchan - Stray Kids. ✦ Data de nascimento: 28/06/1995. ✦ Idade: 29 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Masculino, ele/dele. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Austrália, sul-coreano. ✦ Qualidades: Resiliente, gentil e prestativo. ✦ Defeitos: Exigente, orgulhoso e teimoso. ✦ Moradia: Mount Olympus. ✦ Ocupação: Professor de Música no Divine Children’s Academy. ✦ Bluesky: @MO95TH ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, HOSTILITY, ROMANCE. ✦ Char como condômino: É uma pessoa muito tranquila, que realmente não é capaz de incomodar ninguém. Como mora com os avós e com os pais, está sempre tomando cuidando para não fazer muito barulho com seus instrumentos. Também é muito prestativo e não pensa duas vezes em ajudar alguém quando necessário.

TW’s na bio: abandono e negligência parental, conflito familiar. Biografia:

Na vibrante década de 1990, o mundo passava por mudanças meteoricas em todas as suas facetas. Fossem políticas, sociais ou culturais, sempre havia algo de novo e de desafiador emergindo. Foi nesse contexto que um jovem casal sul-coreano se conheceu, em meio a efervescência musical da época. Nascidos em Seul, Sohee e Jaehwan foram se encontrar pela primeira vez em Brisbane, na Austrália, cursando Música na universidade local. Ela estava com 20 anos e ele, com 25. De almas consideradas rebeldes demais para os padrões familiares, amavam a música e a liberdade que ela trazia para suas vidas. Era inevitável que essa paixão acabasse transcendendo todas as fases da vida como casal. No início do namoro, formaram uma banda de garagem com colegas da universidade. Três anos depois, quando Sohee estava terminando a graduação e Jaehwan se equilibrava entre o trabalho de garçom e os pequenos shows que a banda fazia, os dois se casaram, na praia, reunidos com as poucas pessoas que importavam a eles. Da união avassaladora nasceram duas crianças, irmãos gêmeos: Theo e Eloise.

Criados em um ambiente que fervia diversidade, Theo e a irmã aprenderam a amar tanto a moderna cultura sul-coreana quanto a australiana. Seus pais sempre os apoiaram em suas paixões, fossem artísticas ou não, embora fosse o menino quem mais se destacasse no meio. Quando chegaram à adolescência, a família estava estabelecida, mas não poderiam dizer que viviam uma situação tão confortável. Sendo assim, Sohee aceitou a proposta dos pais, que não queriam os netos vivendo a dita libertinagem dela e do marido. De coração partido pela distância, permitiu que os filhos fossem para Busan, cidade em que a família materna deles residia no momento, terminarem os estudos e encontrarem suas carreiras. Influenciada pela vivência da rígida família materna, Eloise acabou deixando de lado a veia artística e focou em estudar para entrar na faculdade de medicina. Theo, por outro lado, continuava ávido. Seu talento para a música não era totalmente natural, mas seu esforço tinha rendido muitos frutos. Tocava vários instrumentos e tinha um talento único para criar trilhas musicais, habilidade herdada do pai.

Dessa forma, ainda contra a vontade dos avós, seguiu focado em aprender tudo o que pudesse sobre música. Aos dezoito anos, Theo já criava suas próprias composições e embora não pudesse chamar nada daquilo de brilhante ou revolucionário, não se negava que o rapaz tinha um estilo único. Na época em que se preparava para a faculdade, os avós resolveram se mudar novamente para Seul e ocupar o elegante apartamento que possuíam em um condomínio na cidade. Eloise, muito focada nos estudos, optou por ficar no litoral e continuar morando com os tios, enquanto Theo viu na mudança uma oportunidade. Era na capital que tudo acontecia, ele não podia simplesmente deixar as coisas escaparem de suas mãos daquele jeito. Seu objetivo era ambicioso: tornar-se um produtor musical de renome, combinando a essência da música sul-coreana com influências contemporâneas. Parecia um objetivo um pouco clichê, mas era o que movia suas paixões em continuar.

Assim que finalizou os estudos formais, entrou para o curso de licenciatura em música na Seoul National University. Paralelamente, continuava fazendo aulas de instrumentos e dedicava um fôlego que muitas vezes não era visto como saudável, tamanha era a agressividade de seu emprenho. Terminada a graduação, emendou a titulação para o bacharelado, concluindo os anos de estudo com honras, as mesmas que ele acreditava serem as únicas que importavam na vida profissional, mas quando começou a se envolver no meio musical, logo percebeu que o mundo da produção não era tão receptivo quanto imaginava. Enfrentou dificuldades para conseguir oportunidades na indústria, e teve de lidar com muitas portas fechadas e poucas chances de mostrar seu talento único. Não entendia o motivo, afinal, se considerava brilhante, embora isso não parecesse ser o suficiente. Além de lidar com a pressão e a expectativa de se destacar em um cenário altamente competitivo, Theo também precisou enfrentar a falta de apoio dos avós, que não viam com bons olhos sua escolha de carreira. Eles insistiam que ele deveria buscar uma opção mais estável e convencional, e a pressão familiar o fazia questionar suas próprias escolhas.

Foi nesse período conturbado que recebeu, com muito prazer, uma notícia inesperada: os pais estavam voltando para a Coreia do Sul. Depois de muita discussão entre os avós maternos e os pais, principalmente quando os mais velhos reiteravam a incapacidade do neto primogênito em seguir uma carreira considerada decente. Descontentes com o comportamento e a maneira como Theo lidava com as coisas, os dois finalmente conseguiram convencer a única filha a voltar para Seul, e ainda que trouxessem o homem que consideravam ter estragado seu futuro, de certa forma ela estaria sob o olhar deles mais uma vez e cuidaria do filho rebelde “que não sabia o que queria da vida.”

Com a chegada dos genitores, os avós de Theo finalmente resolveram ocupar a luxuosa mansão que haviam comprado no Acropolis Complex assim que ocorreu sua reinauguração. Ele e os pais não gostavam da ideia de ocupar um lugar tão sofisticado, não combinava com a vida simples que levavam, mas era justamente o que os dois queriam, manter o olhar rígido sobre os três. Theo sabia que seria uma vida difícil por precisar lidar com eles, mas tendo os pais por perto já parecia uma notícia muito boa, principalmente se considerasse que Eloise estava quase pronta para finalizar a faculdade e então se juntar a eles, uma casa daquele tamanho não parecia tão ruim, afinal.

Cansado de ouvir recusa sobre recusa e não encontrar nada que fosse satisfazer seus interesses profissionais, o jovem cedeu ao que restava no momento: a docência. Licenciado e apto a dar aulas de música, como vinha fazendo há algum tempo, encontrou uma oportunidade quando o Divine Children’s Academy passou a procurar professores em sua área. Ele conhecia o nome e sabia que era um centro de educação renomado, por que não tentar?

Acabou iniciando a carreira como professor assistente nos primeiros meses, mais uma vez levando um baque ao perceber como a dinâmica em uma sala de aula e com muitas crianças era difícil de conciliar com sua realidade. Apesar disso, a personalidade resiliente e gentil do australiano foi importante para que um vínculo fosse criado e ele aprendesse aos poucos a apreciar o cotidiano com as crianças e conseguir sua primeira turma como professor titular, assim que o novo ano letivo se iniciou, alguns meses depois. Não diria que tinha desistido dos próprios sonhos, mas por hora, parecia justo apenas viver o que havia sido destinado a ele.

[lunaverrse]

1, 3, 8, 27 — ask the mun meme!

ASK THE MUN MEME.

aceitando

all time favorite fc?

O melhor dessa pergunta é que eu já respondi em outra ocasião, mas posso continuar respondendo sempre, porque eu tenho uma lista de fcs favoritos da vida, kkkkkkk. Da outra vez mencionei o Taeyong e o Chanyeol, e eles foram mais em dinâmica de rp indie, agora vou dar os meus favoritos no 1x1! O Bangchan do Stray Kids e a Rosé do Blackpink. Ele é simplesmente o meu xodó, meu deus do céu, amo demais esse homem e amo todas as possibilidades de personagem que ele me dá. E a Rosé, maravilhosa né? Eu já joguei em grupo com ela, mas admito que prefiro no 1x1 e também gosto muito dos dois plots com ela (que inclusive, são nossos, kkkkkk).

a fc you wish had more resources?

Nesse caso aqui, eu não sei se sou ruim em procurar mesmo ou se não tem, mas eu queria ter mais resources (e também mais atuais, principalmente) do Jooheon. E citando os que já mencionei antes, o Zuho do SF9 e a Seoyeon do Fromis!

favorite plot you’ve ever rp’d out?

Eu também tenho uma lista extensa de plots favoritos, então aqui eu vou mencionar mais dois, que é o do Jaehwan, meu personagem mais antigo, e o do Shinwoo. Ambos são plots bem slice mesmo, mas eu gosto muito do desenvolvimento deles. O do Jaehwan nem tem muito o que dizer, porque eu já escrevi tanto esse homem que a minha cabeça explode só de pensar. Eu amo o desenvolvimento dele e amo ver como ele mudou enquanto ser humano, é muito satisfatório. E o Shinwoo… Ah, ele, né? Eu adoro que o plot dele é muito simples também, mas com tanta coisa pra se fazer. Ele quer melhorar, quer mudar, quer superar tudo o que aconteceu no passado dele, essa caminhada é muito interessante de se ver.

what songs do you listen to while writing, if any?

Eu sempre estou ouvindo música, então não tenho muitos critérios. Claro que geralmente eu escolho algo que combine com a cena, não vou ouvir New Jeans enquanto escrevo um angst, né. Kkkkkkkkk. Mas, normalmente fica na minha playlist No Repeat do Spotify e as músicas que eu mais ouço enquanto escrevo são Connected, que é o solo do Bangchan, Play da Chungha, Slow Down e Swim do Chase Atlantic e Ride or Die do Bang Yongguk.

[minhyuwun]

Situation 21+ sentence 4 fluff with wanna one kim jaehwan pleasee I really love your works and it always make my day. They make me go UwU. 💗

prompt: (21) college au + (4) “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.”

genre: fluff

a/n: thank u so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💓 i hope u like this one too!

“You’re late,” you tell him without even bothering to look him in the eye. You continue to highlight the sentence on your reading–which, let’s be honest, you don’t even understand. “You were supposed to be here, like, two hours ago.” Upcoming midterms week and feeling homesick is definitely taking a toll on you.

“I’m sorry,” he pouts. “But I got you something!” The pout disappears into a huge smile on his face as he proudly places this large paper bag on your table. “Open it,” he motions you–pushing the bag closer to you.

You give him a stern look as you put your books aside. “What did you bring this time? I swear if this is one of your pranks, I wouldn’t even know what to tell you, I have a freaking midterm exam tomorro––“ your continuous blabber when you’re annoyed is put to a halt when you find out what is inside the bag. “What the…” Your eyes widen in surprise. “How did you…?” Suddenly, you too, break into a huge smile.

“As I’ve told you, my groupmates and I filmed our midterm project earlier and surprisingly, it was actually close to where you and your family live,” he says, quite proud of himself. “So, I dropped by to say hi and as lucky as I am, your mom had just prepared lunch so she told me to bring some back here.” Jaehwan crosses his arms to taunt you, “So what were you mad about?”

Too busy unpacking and taking whiffs of each box filled with large portions of home cooked meals, you too, forgot you were mad in the first place. “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.”

“Come on, you know you always love me!” He teases you. Jaehwan continues to watch you unpack each box and lay it out on the table neatly. He gives you a tender smile you wouldn’t even get to see. “Three of those are for me, by the way.” You shoot him a suspicious look. “That’s what your mom said. Call her if you want to,” he shrugs.

“Fine,” you tell him. “Honestly sometimes I feel like my mom loves you more than she loves me.” You hand him the 3 boxes that were prepared specially for him, which of course included his favorites.

“Thank you~” he sings in a very chirpy tone. “Let’s eat!” He motions you to clink your spoon with his. And, like the finale of a magic trick, you feel like Jaehwan has magically brought you home. Suddenly home wasn’t a place anymore, but a feeling.

[sugaabooga]

The Holiday Ghost

Pairing: Kim Jaehwan x Reader

Genre: fluff, little angst?, bullet scenario, ghost!Jaehwan

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary/Extra: MERRRRRRRYYY CHRISTMAAAAASSSSS!!! Part of the Christmas Packages:) thought i should start posting the writings ive finished even tho a lot of the kpop fandom has been through hard times last week! i’ve also extended this holiday thing until the end of my winter break, January 8th. ENJOY!

So you’ve never really been a fan of horror movies

But one day in the middle of December, winter break, your friends Jihoon and Woojin suggest the three of you watch the new horror movie that had recently came out

That was the worst decision you have ever made in your whole entire life

You couldn’t walk back home alone and made both the boys walk you

But either way it was scary

bc they wouldn’t stop scaring you!!!

“Y-Y/N….”

“STOPPPPP!!”

“THERE’S SOMETHING BEHIND YOU!”

And they would start sprinting down the sidewalk and leave you to stand alone in the flickering street light

You almost burst into tears

Jihoon and woojin felt really bad after you had a near panic attack

so Jihoon ends up walking in front of you and woojin walks behind you

b4 they leave they remind you that it’s not real and ghosts don’t exist

Blah blah blah

Their little assurance somewhat calms you

BUT YOU REALIZE YOUR PARENTS AREN’T HOME

IT’S LATE WHY AREN’T THEY HOMEEEEE

DID THEY DIE!? IF YOU GO IN THE BATHROOM WILL THEY BE LAYING THERE!?

you start running around the house and turn on every single light you have

you know you shouldn’t, but you really don’t wanna risk seeing a dark shadow in the mirror as you brush your teeth then be led to your death, so you don’t even step a meter near the bathroom

you change in the corner of your room so nothing would be able to stand behind you

You walk backwards into your bed then create a little house around your head with all your stuffed animals

you somehow fall asleep despite the feeling you had of someone watching you

But during the middle of the night you hear soft strumming of the guitar

At first you think that it must be your next door neighbor, Joshua playing his little morning warm-up

Then you see the time from your half opened eyes and holy shiz it’s only 2am

you start to hyperventilate and you can’t even close your eyes

Bc what if the killer ghost is hovering right above you when you choose to open them again

You can’t risk it

the strums come closer and closer to your window

and you feel yourself sweating more and your breathing becomes ragged

but then you hear humming of a soft, light tune

it makes you think back to third grade, first day of school

you remember a kid who always brought a ukulele to school

tbh you had a crush on that boy, but you couldn’t remember his name

he always sat with you whenever you mom was late to pick you up and he would play a short theme song like from a popular cartoon

his songs always assured you that your mom was coming to pick you up soon

and it helped you forget all the bullies and frights you had

the song that you were hearing rn was oddly familiar and it comforted you

The strums were nowhere near creepy, surprisingly and the hums lulled you back to sleep

When you wake up in the morning, you hear guitar strums again

your heart beats erratically but then you realize

The sun’s out

Which means

It’s bright and daytime

Which meanss

NO GHOSTS

Which meanssss

It was your cute neighbor joshua hong playing his guitar and singing with his heavenly voice

You just lay in your bed after opening your window a bit more so you can hear him sing

But then you realize….

It wasn’t joshua’s voice

Joshua had a softer, gentler voice

This voice was soft and gentle….

But there was strong emotion put into each word sung

way more emotion than a morning warm up

you slowly get up and peek out your window to see…

Nothing

You notice that the singing and guitar stopped as well

you slump back into your bed then think back to the horror movie from yesterday

It couldn’t be….

A GHOST!?!!?!?

You start screaming and crying at the same time when the scenes from the movie come rushing into your brain

You hear footsteps come up the stairs and you start screaming even louder

But stop when you see that it’s just your mom

“WHAT’S GOING ON!? IS EVERYTHING OKAY!?”

“MOOOOMMMMM!!! I THINK OUR HOUSE IS HAUNTEDDD!!”

cue your mom hitting your back and yelling at you

“I THOUGHT SOMETHING HAPPENED!”

“SOMETHING DID HAPPEN! I HEARD A GHOST SINGING!”

that just makes your mom even more mad

her slaps just drive you out of bed and you soon find yourself sitting out on your porch

You were currently rubbing your hands over your arms

bc it was FREAKIN cold

you couldn’t believe your mom had kicked you out of the house in the middle of December

you’re muttering to yourself how cold it is then you see a guy with a guitar slung over his shoulder walking down the sidewalk and across the street about to pass by your home

He seemed to be in a good mood

humming and all

but something just seemed off about him

he was rather….. pale

like transparent pale

you’re kinda worried bc what if this guy was rlly sick or something and he didn’t know about it bc he seemed to be in a good mood

“Hey!”

You yell from your chair and wave your arms

he turns to you and stares at you for a bit then keeps walking

you’re like “uh wut?”

you go down the steps and you honestly don’t even know what you’re doing

your feet were moving on their own

you felt like you had to help this person

“Excuse me?”

you call out, but the guy DOES NOT STOP WALKING

could he not hear?

you jog up behind him and reach your hand out to tap him

but

your hand goes through him

“AHHHH!”

the guy suddenly whips around in shock and looks at you with an equally bewildered look

you’re frozen on the spot

you can’t move no matter how creepy the situation is rn

“d-do you see me?” he almost whispers

“n-no”

He just starts laughing and it freaks the hell outta you

What kind of psychotic laugh was that!?

You felt shivers run up and down your spine as he tried to calm himself down

you slowly try to step away from him but Jaehwan does that creepy, nervous, cute looking smile

like do you know what smile im talking about

and he asks you “where are you going?”

your mind’s just going ‘GTFO GGTTFFOO”

you attempt to turn around and run, but you just fall flat on your face

How comedic would this look from your window?

“Are you okay?”

“STOP DON’T COME NEAR ME!”

tbh jaehwan is disheartened at your tone

He was ecstatic that someone could finally see him, but now they were getting scared bc of him

He just ignores those feelings and nervously chuckles

you don’t hear anything for a while and you start to stand up

then you hear music

Those guitar strums

that voice

Both those factors reminded you of that one boy who played to you

you frantically look around, but you couldn’t seem to see anything

then, you spot that ghost guy from earlier

he was sitting on the side of your house, leaned against the wall

If jaehwan remembered anything about humans, it was that they seemed to calm down when there was music

you slowly walk over to him, your feet making crunching noises on the fresh snow

You just stand across from him listening to his voice

when he stops you look at him in surprise and disappointment

“Why’d you stop playing?”

Jaehwan smirks

“You seemed pretty calm enough”

he stands up to take his leave

“Y-You’re voICE IS NICE!”

you’re still kinda creeped out about the fact that he’s a ghost AND WHY ARE YOU SEEING HIM!?!!?

but he just had this familiar comforting feel

you stop him by reaching out for his arm when he merely smiles at your compliment and starts to walk away from you

then remember he’s a frkn ghost

but as you retract your arm you feel the cloth of his jacket

0o0o0o0o000o0o0o0

why were you able to touch him!?!!

Jaehwan can feel after all these years

More like a few months but

“ARE YOU MY SOULMATE!?!?!”

Kim jaehwan plz

you’re like “bro wtf?”

he proceeds to explain how if a human can see him and touch him, he gets a chance to go to the afterworld

for some odd reason, jaehwan was rejected bc he had someone in the real world who wasn’t ready to let him go

This usually wasn’t a problem but the wanting of his presence was REALLLLLYYYY STRONG

So he had to stay in the human world until he found that human and spent three weeks with them to convince them to let him go

“Are you saying it’s me?”

“There’s really no one else who could touch me”

He honestly didn’t know why you were able to touch him

Let alone SEE him

but he felt like you were the owner of that strong, unseen force of wanting his presence

you’re really confused tho bc you’ve never seen him b4

“IM JAEHWAN!”

he suddenly blurts then grins

“....y/n…”

and like JAEHWAN REMEMBERS YOU

You were that one girl who he always played his ukulele for in elementary school!

he had once seen you cry bc you’re mom was running really late and he walked home so he stayed an extra twenty minutes just singing and playing until you cracked a smile

But maybe you weren’t that girl bc he knew at least two other ppl named y/n

Anyways

he doesn’t mention that he may or may not know you and just follows you into your home

by then your mom is calmed down from this morning

there’s already a plate of pancakes set on the table for you

Jaehwan takes a tour around your home while you eat

You finish eating then hear his laugh again

You temporarily forgot there was a ghost in your home, so you freaked but then

“Right… jaehwan”

After you wash the dishes you go up to your room but jaehwan’s already in there

WEARING A FRKN BRA

you clamp your hand over your mouth so you don’t scream from the shock, but instead, you start laughing

“I WISH I COULD TAKE A PICTURE OF YOU RN!”

you’re literally on the ground and Jaehwan just smiles at you and sits on your bed

STILL IN YOUR BRA

“STOP TOUCHING IT!”

it’s only been a few hours of spending time w/Jaehwan in your room

but you feel like you’ve known him for years

he told you about the day his first tooth fell out all the way to the last time he was still existing

you had shed some tears during his talk about his death and what he had felt when he saw the car barreling towards him

soon, a week passed

It was Christmas

You open up your presents

You had asked for a guitar and there it was

You honestly had NO KNOWLEDGE about guitars whatsoever, but the instrument always caught your eye

But ya know

Jaehwans a pro at guitar

So he basically teaches you the basics and helps you get started

You bond even quicker bc of the guitar lessons

And seriously

You never realized you would be best friends with a ghost

Christmas passed by really quickly with Jaehwan hanging out w/you all the time

his presence was always comforting

butttt a lot of your relatives prob thought you were crazy from giggling out of the blue and appearing to talk to yourself

you wanted to tell jihoon and woojin about jaehwan but you couldn’t find the time to meet them during the break

Soon it’s December 31st

third week

Jaehwan had mentioned his past b4

Especially he was now 99% sure that you were the one not letting him go after seeing, from your pictures, that you WERE that girl from like 14 years ago

you didn’t even realize that you were holding on to him from leaving this world

you didn’t even know that you were always missing that one kid in elementary school, who always managed to put a smile on your face and brighten up your day

you now knew that you were the one keeping Jaehwan from leaving to where he belonged

behind the Heaven gates

you kept putting it behind

“I’ll talk to him tomorrow…in three days…. next week….”

until it was New Year’s Eve

10:05pm

You were sitting out on Ong Seongwoo’s empty patio w/Jaehwan

Ong Seongwoo - a freakishly rich dude that somehow became friends with Jihoon and Woojin despite the four year age gap

Seongwoo had thrown a New Year’s Eve party

there were mostly college kids, but a few high schoolers from jihoon and woojin’s dance team were also invited were at this party

You have no idea how you were at this party, but woojin had insisted you come

you had spent some time talking with some of the dancers’ girlfriends and with Jihoon and woojin, but decided to get some fresh air bc the loud music and smell of alcohol was too much

Jaehwan hadn’t come with you even tho he begged to come as long

you wanted jaehwan to stay home

Just in case you did something completely embarrassing

but one thing you should know

don’t ever trust kim jaehwan

Especially when he’s a ghost

you were just gazing out into the night sky when you saw a glowing figure

you were about to freak out

BC ANOTHER GHOST!? JAEHWAN WAS ALREADY A HANDFUL

but then you saw that it was just Jaehwan

the ghost that you had somehow fell in love with

You really wished he was a person

As jaehwan spent more and more time w/you

the less and lesser you would be able to tap his shoulder, give him a small hug, or even high five him

It was like the very first time you tried to tap his shoulder, the first time you met

your fingers just went through him

you knew that you couldn’t let go of him

you missed his presence whenever you would wake up and not see him there on the floor, gazing blankly at the ceiling

Jaehwan was prob just lowkey stalking your other neighbor, Hwang Minhyun

I mean he still couldn’t believe someone could be so…..

clean

anyways

you don’t think you would be able to live without him

but that was just your selfish desires

You knew the longer jaehwan spent his time in the real world, the more dangerous it would become for him

Jaehwan would be turned into a human, but obviously he had to experience another death since he’s not supposed to be alive

but if that happened, he wouldn’t even get a chance to go to trial to go to Heaven

you didn’t want that

you would rather miss him for a bit then see him again in the form of an angel

so you decide to let him go at exactly 12am, January 1st of the new year

when jaehwan appears, he already knows you made up your mind

he could just tell from your eyes

both the sadness and determination

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Jaehwan?”

“I’m sorry I forgot I was a ghost the other day and tried to carry your guitar.”

you chuckle at his belated apology

“No worries”

The two of you spend the rest of the time talking about the three weeks you’ve spent together

it felt like you had been with him for years

Before you know it, it’s 11:58pm

ppl inside are already starting the countdown

Two minutes b4 the new year since seongwoo’s like that

Both of you know you’re running out of time

and you just suddenly break down in tears

you became so attached to the ghost in front of you in a matter of three weeks

It was like fate had brought you two together after he had died and give you the time to grow love for one another just to break you apart again

sure, it was only three weeks

But you already knew that you would be willing to spend the rest of your entire life with him

You had literally seen all sides of jaehwan

The good sides, the bad sides, the funny sides, the broken sides

“I love you, Y/N”

you look up in surprise

You were half expecting to be like

“AHhAHhahHAHkakkjakH LOVE YOUUUU”

And joke about it but

nope

you look in his eyes and you know he’s not joking around this time

your eyes were still half-filled w/tears, so you quickly rub them away in order so you can see jaehwan properly

But he’s fading away

WHY WAS HE FADING AWAY?

Jaehwan steps closer to you and you can actually feel… body heat?

you missed being able to actually physically touch jaehwan

he sadly smiles and all you see in his eyes are tears and genuinity

“I love you”

you hear the loud cheers of the people inside counting down from ten to finally celebrate the new year that will bring new New Year Resolutions and fresh starts

The countdown slowly fades away as you see the space between you and Jaehwan grow smaller and smaller

Just as you close your eyes and feel a light touch on your lips,

“ONEEEE WHOOOP!!!”

You hear cheers grow the loudest they’ve ever been that night

The touch…..

it’s gone

Jaehwan….

is gone

After Jaehwan just disappears into thin air, everything else is a blur

You remember woojin coming out to find you squatted down on the ground, about to cheer how it was the new year, but instead sees your face in your hands, and tears streaming down your face

he knew better than to ask what was wrong

he immediately takes you home and wishes you a Happy New Year and leaves a light, shy kiss on your forehead

if you hadn’t met jaehwan in the duration of your winter break, you prob would’ve been bursting with happiness rn

You had always had a small crush on woojin

but obviously it all changed when you had seen jaehwan

Instead, you offer a small smile, thank him for being such a supportive friend and bid him a safe walk back home

you trudge back into your room and fall face flat onto your bed

you want to cry

and…. you do

But as you struggle to calm down and get up to wash your face and move on with your life….

you hear a tiny crinkling of paper

you look over, confused and see a small piece of paper sticking out from the first fret of your guitar, fluttering from the wind that was being let in from your slightly open window

with trembling hands, you open it up and let some more tears fall

happy tears

“Merry New Year’s, Y/N! Don’t miss me too much. :P Move on with your life. Don’t forget about me though! I still want some attention you know lol (i used that slang word! Lol keke I saw it when you were texting that friend of yours lol) Thanks for letting me go. I will never forget you and all the things we’ve been through even though it’s been only three weeks. lol…

I love you. - Kim Jaehwan”

as you struggle to keep in your tears and not roll his eyes at his overuse of the “slang” word ‘lol’ you notice something falling out from the small note he had left

you crouch down and pick it up from the floor to see

his guitar pick

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1st Picture: April 11, 2023: "And that's how everything's turning red all over the place after I saw this heart shattering news that it became my lifetime traumatic nightmare finally came true that as I felt the cracking pain into my heart and tears streaming down right onto my eyes and face that I could imagine myself that I was captured and trapped into a dark black void filled with red threads like blood, signaling that my life will never ever be the same again. Scarlet red to be exact.

And that's when I gave this lifetime trauma dream a special name. A special name of a lifetime trauma dream that it could turned everything scarlet red all over the place as my life will never ever be the same again.

I called this lifetime trauma dream that turns everything scarlet red as...

Scarlet Dreams."

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Second Picture: March 11, 2024: "I'm the Scarlet Dream Girl who lived in a Scarlet Dream World.

I faced two Scarlet Dreams that it took a toll of my entire life...and it caused to be completely lost that's being a part of me.

And I faced too many heartaches and heartbreaks, tragedies, conflicts, unhappy endings, shattered memories and never ending nightmares that it made me think how the world today has lost its hope and humanity.

One more moment that's about taking away all the happy things from me, I'm going to broke myself into tears, tear my heart out, and my life will never EVER be the same again.

Because why...? I'm already traumatized enough...ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!"

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Today, April 11, 2024, marks the 1st Anniversary of Scarlet Dreams aka the day Ravi's departure from VIXX due to the "scandal" that he didn't deserve the hate he has been giving last April 11, 2023.

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Too Vivid

Prompt: #197 for @thedollymaker​ – “I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

thedollymaker said:

Am I allowed to request in the drabble thing Jaehwan and 197? The one about the nightmare ~ Thank you for considering and happy to wait 🥰

Pairing: Lee Jaehwan (Ken) x reader

Genre: dream au / angst / fluff

Warnings: dream inception

Word count: 1208

Jolting up in his bed, Jaehwan clutched at his chest as he tried to regulate his breathing. Blinking rapidly, the images he had been visualising melded with those of his true surroundings, his bedroom items all staring back at him as he slowly focused on each section of the room.

He was safe.

It had all been a bad dream.

Rolling over to ease some of his worries, Jaehwan reached out for your body, his hands coming up empty. Patting around the bed more vigorously, he snapped his head up to look at the evidently vacant side of his bed.

Where were you?

When he went to sleep, Jaehwan was sure you were there. Snuggled into his side as you whispered a sweet ode for a good night’s rest into the side of his neck where you had buried your face. And he had fallen asleep all too easily.

Only for you to … surely it was all just a dream.

Throwing back his blankets, Jaehwan slipped his feet into his slippers before padding out into the living area of his apartment. It was just as quiet as the bedroom had been and it concerned him. Had he woken up from his dream yet or was this still the nightmare and he was now living life without you? He clamped a hand over his mouth as he tried to prevent any signs of distress. Surely, this was all a misunderstanding and once he was properly awake, everything would make complete sense.

Hurrying over to the refrigerator to retrieve some water, he drained the entire thing, throwing the empty bottle in the trash and hoping the disturbance of noise would lure you out from wherever you were hidden now.

Still, his belongings were the only thing within his focus.

“Rationally thinking, what should I do?” he murmured to himself, though his increasing heart rate was doing little to assist in logical thought. He instead careened throughout the rest of his apartment, opening doors only to shut them hastily when he didn’t find you behind them. Stopping long enough to grab his car keys, Jaehwan left his apartment quickly, cursing the slowness of the elevator that carried him down to the parking lot under the building. Once the doors open, he sprung out of them, jogging to his car and climbed inside.

He could only think of one other place to find you.

The drive to your old apartment went by in a blur and to be honest, Jaehwan didn’t even remember how he got there. All he knew was that your doorbell would probably fall off if he didn’t stop pressing it and when you didn’t appear right away, he knew he had been foolish.

He was so sure you lived with him. Or, you had been living with him in the dream and – well, Jaehwan couldn’t quite decipher which world had been the real one or not. And that, coupled with the last sighting he had of you before waking up, led him to start banging on the door as tears streamed down his face.

He had lost you.

Slumping to his knees, Jaehwan fell silent. He contemplated his next steps, not wanting to admit he had seen you die. Surely he was just mixed up and this was all just a really scary dream.

The door suddenly opened before him and he looked up, relief coursing through him as he choked on his sobs. “Y/N!”

“Oh my god, Jae, what… and how… why are you in your PJs on my doorstep? Are you okay?!”

“I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright!” he spluttered out along with a fresh wave of emotions, your own body dropping down to his level. Your arms encased him firmly, rocking him softly and murmuring comforting words into his ear.

You were safe after all.

After some time, a soothing cup of tea, and a full explanation of the nightmare, you took Jaehwan’s hand in yours and patted it gently. “Do you really think you could get rid of me that easily?”

“That’s not funny, I was really scared.”

“Thank goodness it’s all a dream,” you breathed, leaning into him and Jaehwan pulled you closer.

It was then that he took in his surroundings and frowned. “Y/N, this isn’t your apartment.”

“What? Of course, it is.”

“No, you had yellow walls. Why are they beige? And look, your mirror is missing. Where am I?”

“You’re being weird, Jaehwan. This is my house and I’ve always lived here.”

“No, I’m certain you and I live together now,” he corrected, pulling away from you. “This isn’t right. None of this is.”

“What do you mean?”

He backed away, shaking his head softly and clamped his eyes closed to reset everything. When he would open them again, this house would look correct to him.

“Jae?” you breathed and shook him roughly, causing his eyes to fly open faster than he had been prepared for.

Jaehwan stared up at the ceiling, blinking rapidly when he realised it was familiar. Turning his head to the side, he found you in his bed, relief evident in your face. “Oh thank goodness, I was worried I’d never wake you up. You were having a bad dream, are you okay?”

“I was still dreaming?” he questioned, slowly looking over your shoulder to see the morning sun infiltrating through the gap in the curtains. It had been night time only a moment ago and he grabbed at his chest, heaving in a deep breath. “I’m awake now, for good, right?”

“Well, I sure hope so! Why, did you wake up in your dream?” you wondered and with a nod, Jaehwan launched into telling you everything he could remember. You listened intently, sometimes gasping or leaning in towards him at points in the story. When he finally came to an end, you were still.

And then you slapped him and let out a small whine. “Really?! You dreamt all of that and the most I ever get is going through random hallways that never end! Why do you get to have such a fantastical journey as you sleep?! It’s so unfair!”

“Unfair?! You died!”

“And then came back to life!” you pointed out with a huff and Jaehwan merely stared at you before letting out a laugh. It felt too good and he continued until you joined him, hugging him in the process. He held you just as tightly as he had in his dream, but this time he could tell the difference. You were truly here, and this was real life. No vivid dream could fool him of your actual touch and he smiled.

He didn’t care if you were jealous. He would much rather have bland dreams for the rest of his life if it meant waking up and finding you at his side every day.

“Do you feel better now?” you asked into the embrace and he nodded, shifting back just enough to smile warmly at you.

“I’d feel better if you could kiss me. In my dream, you kissed me and-”

With your lips now pressed into his, Jaehwan was certain he would forget the bad dream he had real soon.

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h.mh: i’m (not) fine.

part of the We Can’t Be Friends Series

pairing: college!hwang minhyun x fem!reader

note: see, i’m not dead! school has just been a bitch and i haven’t really had any motivation to write but! i finally got hit by lightning and i saw the holy god hwang minhyun. anyways i’m making this into a little series for minhyun because i feel like the story i want is the best express this way. i’m a heavy curser so this also contains a shit ton of curse words. and since this is set as a college!au, there’s gonna be some more mature themes compared to my other fics and the format is a little different.   

read the preview to get a little insight (don’t necessarily need to but it would be recommended)!!!

“i’m fine,” you stressed. 

your phone was pressed to your check with your shoulder as you placed some of the carrots you selected into a plastic bag, throwing it into your shopping cart once you finished. 

“i’m not sure i believe that,” your long-time bestfriend, kim jaehwan, said from the other side. 

you rolled your eyes at his comment. it’s been about two months since minhyun’s sudden break-up and you were doing just fine. well, at least that’s what you told everyone. 

switching the phone to the other ear, you lazily pushed the shopping cart forwards. it was currently two in the morning and here you were, dressed in nothing but an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts on a friday night, grocery shopping. 

“you’ve barely been out since the two of you broke up!” jaehwan pointed out. 

“i’m grocery shopping right now!” you argued back, turning your cart down the juices and drink aisle. jaehwan had a habit of stealing your precious ice yea. “i’m buying vegetables and all of that adult shit.” 

“dude, we both know that you’re only grocery shopping because your mom has been nagging you for weeks and you need to have physical proof that you’re a fully-functioning adult, which i might have to add, you’re not.” 

“shut up,” you muttered, eyes scanning for your favorite drink. “whose fault is it that i have completely bare cabinets and fridge? you practically inhale all of my food.” 

“it’s payment for keeping your depressing ass company when i can do better things with my time.” 

“excuse you, i am not depressing, i’m merely sweating from my eyes every night,” you replied back. picking up a pack of your sweetened ice tea, you placed it into the shopping cart. “did you want anything? might as well buy your fat ass something while i’m here.” 

“booze.” was jaehwan’s replied. “get the good shit, not the one that tastes like donkey piss.” 

“fine, you fucking alcoholic,” you sighed. sadly the alcohol aisle was in another area despite it also being a beverage, which meant that you had to walk even further. 

“anyways, how do you feel about going back into the scene again?” 

“no,” you quickly replied. “i’m not doing that shit again” 

“i’m not talking about being in a serious relationship.” 

“what do you mean then?” 

“i think it’s time for y/n to return to the hoe life,” jaehwan said. “i’ve been missing my thotty bestie.” 

“you really think it’s a good time for me to get blackout drunk every staturday night again?” 

“hey, you were the one that said you’re doing fine,” jaehwan countered with your own words. “i think we need to transition out of the i’m-so-sad-i-miss-him phase and into lets-get-fucking-hammered.”  

“we?” 

“you act like you’ve been going through a breakup alone. this has been a team effort, it's like i’ve been dumped too,” he replied as if if made sense. and according to jaehwan logic, it did. 

a small smile picked up the corners of your lips, typical jaehwan.

he was a friend that's been with you through everything little up and down since middle school. despite his blunt words, jaehwan was the first person that you called after the breakup and watch as you went through three pints of strawberry cheesecake ice cream and ten thousand boxes of tissues. not to mention, he even offered to beat your ex-boyfriend up in multiple violent ways. 

jaehwan was the best bestfriend you could possibly ask for. 

turning the cart into the alcohol aisle, you asked, “what type of booze do you want? the sweet type or the sophisticated one?” 

“the one we can pregame with for the party tomorrow” your friend stated. 

you opened your mouth to argue, but the words got trapped in your throat once your eyes laid upon a familiar figure debating between two bottles of wine. 

“i’m taking your sudden silence as a yes to the party-” 

he didn’t seem to notice you yet as he was heavily invested in making a decision between two bottles of wine, so you quickly turned around and stopped in another aisle.

“holy shit,” you breathed out. 

“why? did something happen?” 

“he’s fucking here right now,” you spilled out. 

“who?” 

“you know who!” you whispered aggressively in fear that he could hear you. “i just saw hwang minhyun in the alcohol aisle!” 

“oh.” he said. “that’s not good.” 

“fuck your alcohol jaehwan, i’m going home,” you said, not wanting to return to the aisle next to you in fear of facing the last person you wanted to see right now. 

“wait! hold on,” jaehwan argued. “we need the booze so stop being a pussy and listen to me. if he’s buying alcohol at two in the morning, it doesn’t really show that he’s in the best of shape right now so just go for it.” 

“jaehwan, did you forget that i’m also going to buy alcohol at two in the morning?” you pointed out. “doesn’t exactly say i’m-doing-perfectly-fine-without-you to me either” 

“at least you have a shopping cart full of vegetables to back you up,” jaehwan try to reason. “and the other adult shit you bought.” 

“i have a total of two vegetables in my cart, jaehwan.” you said. “not a fucking farmers’ market.” 

“just go for it. he’s not someone in your life anymore so it shouldn’t matter what he thinks,” jaehwan reminded you. “i have an essay due at like six so i’m gonna go bs it, but you really need to grow a pair and buy my booze. i’ll see you tomorrow night and you better pull out that one hoe-y dress of yours.” 

and the called ended with a small beep. 

fuck, you thought to yourself. you contemplated on whether or not you really wanted to face minhyun right now. 

maybe you were lying a tad bit when you told everyone that you were okay and that you were doing just peachy without him. maybe it was a small white lie that you told to reassure everyone around you and maybe yourself. maybe you were still in love with him. maybe. 

biting on your lip, you finally made the decision to just suck it up and do it. if anything, you could just drown yourself in alcohol tomorrow. a perfect back-up plan, kinda. 

when you looked back to the aisle, minhyun was still there, except there was another bottle replacing one of the others you saw in his hands earlier. minhyun had always been particular with his food from what you could recall. actually, from what you know. 

perhaps you could just shimmy your way past him (who was standing straight in the middle of the aisle) and perhaps he wouldn’t even notice it. so with some resolve, you charged (not really) forward to get past him to get to where the tequila was. 

except, minhyun was a very hypersensitive person that becomes ten times alert once someone enters his little personal bubble. it was something that you once that was endearing and unique, now, it was the bane of your existence. 

as you tried to pass by behind him quietly, his head whipped and made eye contact with you. 

you froze as minhyun’s eyes widened once he registered who you were. 

he opened his mouth to say something, but you muttered a quick excuse me before passing by him. you ignored his stares and the heavy silence as you beelined towards the tequila section. 

you quickly placed in two bottles (and maybe a third) and prepared to leave when you heard his small voice you missed so much. 

“how are you?” 

you bit the inside of your cheek, should you respond? 

you did anyways. 

“i’m fine.”

you pushed your cart away to quickly escape, wondering exactly who you were saying it too. minhyun? or yourself?

you were a fool to think that you were okay when you were the entire opposite.

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Miscarriage [Jaehwan and Wonshik]

If it wasn’t obvious, this is angst.

Enjoy~

Jaehwan

Jasmine’s pregnancy was going perfect. She was in her last trimester with her  fiancé, Jaehwan, and her daughter. And everything was ready for their daughter’s arrival. Jaehwan had set up the nursery and he had been by Jasmine’s side through the entire pregnancy. He was nothing, but supportive and loving as he was excited to have a child with the woman he loved. Though, they did receive a lot of backlash since Jasmine was pregnant before they were married. However, after being together for as lone as they were, neither of them really cared about the hate because he knew it was only a matter of time when he would marry her.

One day, Jasmine was with Jaehwan, the VIXX members, and their significant others. They were lounging about enjoying the Saturday night together for their movie night. Throughout the day, Jasmine felt off as she would rub her stomach in the hopes to feel her daughter kick or move, but there was nothing. She hadn’t told Jaehwan as she didn’t want to worry him. Something told her there was something wrong, but she tried to push it off as her overthinking.

“Babe, you okay?” Jaehwan pulled her from her thoughts. His hand rested on her stomach. He rubbed his thumb on her stomach as she looked up at him. He pecked her lips, “You feeling sick?”

“No, I’m just a bit tired” she lied. “I’ll make some more popcorn. You guys want something?” They told her no as she got up and headed to the kitchen. She threw in her popcorn bag in the microwave when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She hissed as she held onto the counter out of shock. Her other hand rubbed her belly. The pain amplified as she felt liquid gather in her underwear. She let out a sharp cry drawing the attention of the others.

“Jasmine!” Jaehwan shouted as he ran into the kitchen. Jasmine squatted down in pain as she held her stomach. “Babe, what’s wrong?”

“The baby!” She cried, “Something’s wrong…” Another wave of cramps hit her.

“We need to get her to a hospital” Taekwoon rushed out. Jaehwan and him helped her up, both holding on tightly to her arms to keep her from falling. The others movers out of the way as Hyemin raced to the car and got the door open for her.

Not only had Jasmine had a miscarriage, but she had to give birth to her dead daughter. It was all because of the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck and eventually ended up suffocating her. Jaehwan was with Jasmine through the labor and when they were asked if they wanted to see her, they immediately said yes.

Jasmine cradled their daughter, Lauren, in her hands. Neither Jaehwan or Jasmine could stop crying as they stared down at their child. He was on the bed with her. “She’s so beautiful…” Jaehwan swallowed a lump in his throat as he rubbed his fiancée’s back. “Why can’t she just cry? Just once…” Her voice cracked, “I just want to hear her once.”

Jaehwan held Jasmine close, but said nothing. He didn’t know what to say. His heart was shattered, but he could only imagine how much pain Jasmine felt. He put his head on top of Jasmine’s head as she cried. Jaehwan knew they could get through this, but it was hard to voice it. He wasn’t ready to lose his baby girl. He never imagined they would go through such heartache at the end of this pregnancy.

Wonshik

When Deja found out she was pregnant, she fainted. Her sister, Elfie, and cousin, Kiara, were with her the day she found out. Already mothers themselves, they knew how the shock could be. It sounded bad, but at first Deja didn’t want a baby. Not that there was anything against her husband, Wonshik, but neither of them were ready for that. Wonshik was a successful solo artist who just dropped a new album and was preparing for his solo concert. Kiara and Deja just got approval to opening up their own salon in Gangnam. Everything was JUST going right and their careers were taking off. She knew she had no one else to blame, but herself and Wonshik for not using protection. She knew it would catch up to her.

Even though her sister and cousin encouraged her that it would be fine and that they’d be there every step of the way, she wasn’t ready to be a mom. She was terrified. Even more so on breaking the news to her husband that she was pregnant. Deja had expected him to get frustrated, but instead she was greeted with shock. It wasn’t a bad shock. Wonshik wasn’t ready to be a dad, but he knew it was his responsibility. He was happy that he was going to be a father, but like Deja, he was scared. Neither of them were sure how to be parents.

However, as the first few months went on, the idea of being parents grew to them. Even while Wonshik was out on tour, he was reading up on how to be a father as Deja was on being a mother. He would get pictures of the ultrasounds and he only grew in anticipation that the little deformed thing in her womb was their child. Their son what they came to discover later on.

Elfie took Deja out shopping one day to start buying things for the baby as Deja’s fifth month approached. Elfie was so excited to be an aunt and had plans to spoil her little nephew.

It was during the shopping, Deja felt like a liquid traced her inner leg. She looked down at her bare leg to see a red liquid at her calf. Soon after cramps started to plague her. She hissed as she touched her stomach in a panic, “Elfie, call the ambulance–please.”

Elfie watched her sister go to her knees in pain. She shook seeing blood on the front of Deja’s dress. “So-some-someone!” She screamed alerting a worker. The worker ran over to see what was going on and immediately called for an ambulance.

At the hospital, Deja gave birth to a dead son. She refused to see the child as the nurses took the corpse to prepare it for the wake. Elfie stayed by her side, but Deja didn’t shed a tear. She just stared at her hands that were once covered in blood. “Funny” she whispered. “I didn’t want a child and I got my wish…”

“Deja…” Elfie reached over and touched her sister’s arm. “It’s okay. You were looking forward to having a baby. I understand. Things change.”

Deja’s eyes casted down to her stomach as she let out a weak laugh, “God must have known I was gonna be a shit mom.”

Elfie tsked, “You’d have been a great mom, sissy.”

Deja’s eyes blurred with tears as she looked up at Elfie, “Then why did he take my son from me? Why if I was going to be a great mom? Why?” Deja broke down into tears suddenly. “Why wasn’t I good enough to have my son?”

Wonshik was in Japan when Elfie called him to tell him the news about the baby and about Deja’s state. He was preparing for an interview when he got the call and he immediately called it off. Wonshik was told by Elfie Deja wanted him to stay in Japan and finish the concert as he only had one more stage to do, but he wanted to be with her. Elfie got off the phone as Wonshik struggled to understand the news he was given. He was getting into the idea of being a father and now… now he lost his child and he couldn’t even be with his wife when she needed him. Wonshik felt at odds with himself as he weighed his wife’s wishes to his desires. It was destroying him inside until he bought the first plane ticket to Incheon, cancelled his concert, and hightailed it back home. He couldn’t focus on his concert. Not when his wife was possibly in pain a thousand times more than him.

Part I | Part III

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Written & revamped by Squirrelly831

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