#non bts

[daisyolivers-blog]

reblog if you are a true lover of trans ❤😘💕

[ourflagmeansbts]

Source (Season 2 - December 20th 2023)

filmstillsacademy: Ed and Stede.... Our Flag Means Death S2 What a privilege to photograph these two actors and friends in this show.

[btsgotjams27]

EXCUSE ME!!?!?!

[wintaerbaer]

all i'm saying is that if ateez doesn't do wake up at coachella, i'm going to commit a crime

[sailoryooons]

Hi hello this is a reminder for any of my fellow multi-stans that I have a SKZ and Ateez blog and I definitely just dropped a Lee Minho fic like an hour ago or whateva anyway have a great evening :)

[elusivecagedmockingbird]

오랜만이야 [It's been a while]

I haven't published anything BTS-related lately, and this may or may not be your cup of tea, but since it has been a year since I published my work I pasted below, I thought it would be nice to share it to this community as well. And for the fun of it, I might pull an excerpt as a plot for a BTS fic. Hehe.

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I. CATHARSIS

If I could go back to a certain memory that we shared, it would be the quiet afternoon in your room. You had your eyes closed, and I was staring at you. Softly, I trailed my index finger on your nose and whispered, “I’m so in love with you,” and then you opened your eyes.

It wasn’t that I was trying to mimic a scene from a movie or emulate a page from a book, or perhaps I was, but also, in that very moment, it was when I meant it the most. I loved you the most, then.

—

Rainy days remind me of you.

Before you, rainy days remind me of my black boots and purposely jumping on puddles—I liked that my feet are safe from getting wet and cold. Rainy days make me relive the memory of rushing home, trying to outrun the rain, only to arrive with cold beaded sweats on my back.

I used to love rainy days during dry season. My mornings would start with blue skies and, come afternoon, they turn to grey clouds.

But now, I’m reminded of you. Altering my carefree memories in the rain with uncomfortable damp sneakers trudging on carpeted cinema floors. My joyful runs in the rain are now shared hesitant steps with you on slippery sidewalks.

It was rainy when I took you to this tiny coffee house I liked. You had too much coffee and I had too little words. To me, it was comfortable, warm, and we were sheltered from the storm.

Though I thought you put too much sugar in your coffee, I went home thinking that having you around wouldn’t be so bad. But while I had no doubt in my mind, you admitted yours were distraught. You didn’t like the silence, so you spent minutes thinking of something to say.

For some reason, it always rained when we shared good days. But it was the sunniest on the bad days.

—

I just wanted you to know that I loved you then and meant it. But I know now that I was in love with the idea of the relationship with you.

Yet I still don’t know why I spent days and nights crying over you. And that it was you who I missed and resented for leaving.

—

There’s a running slideshow of you in my mind. They’re strings of muted clips and images of who I thought you were — the person I met and saw throughout the relationship. Most days, the memories are blurred, even unrecognizable, that it slips past my consciousness. On rare days, it consumes me. It turns to a montage of a lost loved; a friend. The pieces run on fast-paced slides, but each frame remains as vivid and clear as the day it happened as if I were in that moment all over again.

—

Some days I really really miss you, but I remember how it felt being with you. I remember the desperation of wanting you to do things, the agony of waiting for words to come out of your insanely fucking thin lips.

I remember my patience running thin as I tell myself to wait a little bit more. To hold on to this love because it’s real. It may be real. Isn’t he real? So, I hold it out and allow myself to make room for you.

But you never even took me in.

Earnestly, fuck you.

—

I’m unearthing every single thing you told me. Lie or not. I don’t want to keep them anymore.

II. AFTER THE STORM

When confronted by the things, even the little things, that used to mean something to you, it’s like being dragged back to feel the pain of losing it again. That’s not even fair, isn’t it? Shouldn’t we be reminded of how good it felt to be in that moment instead of feeling the weight of losing it?

Why can’t we remember the great times and feel all the butterflies again? Why am I tormented by the heartache and bittersweet tears? Why does it feel this way? How can something that was once so great turn into the worst moment of my life that causes me discomfort?

—

Grasping at every ounce of genuine happiness I was allowed to feel; convincing myself that whatever weight that drags my heart has nothing to do with you. This is not a heartache. I have cried all there was. This longing has nothing to do with your hands no longer mine to reach. I am now fine, healed, and have moved on.

—

Hoping this surge of happiness will last and stay even on days I might remember a memory of you.

—

The only lingering fear I have is to no longer having the ability to feel the way I felt about you to anyone. And that scares me. So, I force myself to feel anything just to know.

I need to prove that I can learn how to adore the little things about someone again. And to re-learn is to want to make memories happen, allow myself to feel, and regain what I had lost. So, that is what I do now.

—

This is the girl I lost.

The girl who constantly wondered about everything — curious of everything and everyone around her, smiled at the tiniest gestures of love and kindness. The girl who always had overflowing affection from her heart — free to give to anyone. The girl who found love in everything she did and found contentment and expressed her gratitude in even the most mundane things.

I lost her when I tried so hard to fill the empty parts of you that were once taken, never requited; forgetting that I am capable of running out too.

—

When we’ve been hurt, we feel like we’ve been wronged. We start to spite those who hurt us, but more often than not, we forget that maybe, they are in pain too.

—

This. I want to keep this. For so many nights, I have prayed to the gods for a lighter heart before I sleep. I have been desperately grasping at false happiness and temporary pleasures to forget how pained I am.

For many days and nights now, my heart feels light, even at the reminder of you.

—

It’s somewhat strange to know all these little facts about you and your family, and yet, when I see you, I assume I’ll be greeting you no more than an acquaintance — a shallow familiarity shared.

[ask-serendipity-sky]

Soda Stereo

Before the day ends, I want to pay homage to Gustavo Cerati...

Do you all remember when Jin went to Argentina to sing The Astronaut with Coldplay?

In this same concert, Coldplay covered some songs by Soda Stereo.

So Soda Stereo is one of the most influential pop/rock bands of Argentina and Latin America, led by the musical genius, Gustavo Cerati. Their songs are iconic.

When Cerati died on the 4th of September in 2014, after being in a coma for 4 years, his passing was felt all over Latin America. For 4 years, we all waited for him to get better until it was announced that he had passed.

I was in my car in the school parking lot when I found out. I cried and mourned for weeks.

He was absolutely brilliant. A true musical genius. Eccentric as hell. He thrived on that stage. There was something about him. His artistry. The way he performed and remained true to himself. To his whole self. I'm in awe still. Always will be.

(Fun fact: He is also known as The Little Prince)

I still remember when I heard Persiana America, my favorite Soda Stereo song, for the first time on tv. I was 12 years old and it was a Sunday. And since google wasn't really a thing, I archived the lyrics and band name in my brain. I asked my piano teacher about them the next day and she had no clue what I was talking about!

Anyway, 2 of their most famous songs are called Musica Ligera and Persiana America.

Now, I don’t care for Coldplay but my respects to Chris Martin for taking the time to learn the song in Spanish and pay homage to Soda Stereo.

I can't imagine how Argentinians in the crowd felt listening to the songs. Feeling this giant electric field in the air with the same vibe. Hearing hundreds of people sing the lyrics of the songs they grew up with.

Someone made a mashup of old concert footage with Soda Stereo and Coldplay. It's pretty cool to see Cerati and Coldplay on the "same frequency":

And one of my top favorite songs:

Ahh to think that Jin got to witness all this! It is iconic. The stuff that dreams are made of.

Bonus: My favorite rendition of Persiana America:

[sugalaritae]

As a queer person in their 30s, it is so rare for us to be shown a loving gay couple that grow old together and stay loving and attracted to each other. One wink from Nick Offerman and I was a mess of tears.

Thank you zombie show for giving us queers that wonderful display of gay love.

[back2bluesidex]

The King Eternal Monarch was good. I'm such a huge Lee Min Ho fan. He did Personal Taste too, which was also really really good. Between him, Ji Chang Wook, and Lee Jun Ki, I can't pick a favorite. They're all fantastic actors. I also really liked My Secret Romance. I forgot about that one.

For me its Ji Chang Wook, Song Joon Ki, and Lee Jong Suk. They all are my favorite!! And now I developed a massive crush on Lee Tae Ri.. 😭

I watched My Secret Romance too. Liked it! That Bra cup thing was so funny lol! 🤣��

[jeonsbabygirlsworld]

Watching RED WHITE AND ROYAL BLUE ITS AMAZING!! 🤭

[souryoong]

UGHHH YOU GUYS I WATCHED THE ENHYPEN CONCERT STREAMED FROM SEOUL AT EARLY ASS O CLOCK THIS MORNING AND THEY WERE SO FUCKING GOOODDD LIKE WHAT??? I want to see them irl so so so bad now.🥲

jungwon is such a baby boy and sunoo is SO SWEET!!!

heeseung and sunghoon kind of bias wrecked me but I stayed pretty loyal to my jay 😌

I low key freaked out when they sang criminal love because that song goes so hard. and had a little deja vu when they sang fever because that’s the song that I heard last year that made me like them!!!

[jihopesjoint]

thank you for tagging me @yoongiphoria !! 🥹

3 ships: oh shit okay i’m gonna do my best 😅 rebecca x greg (crazy ex-girlfriend), charlie x nick (currently watching heartstopper), annnnnd… myself with park jimin 😇 KEEP IT MOVING NOTHING TO SEE HERE

first ship ever: DAMN i think it was phil x keely from phil of the future? disney channel? anybody

last movie: moana 😭

last song: be sweet (korean version) by japanese breakfast

currently reading: one last stop by casey mcquiston, crying in h mart by michelle zauner (japanese breakfast), and i thought it was just me but it wasn’t by brené brown (therapy baby we are erasing shame)

currently watching: bojack horseman (again), heartstopper, and dead to me

currently consuming: well food wise i think i’m about to eat pasta for dinner LOL; i’m binging a sims youtuber in the background (i don’t count youtube as watching shows LMAO) and also consuming korean lessons online every day. as well as my therapy workbooks??? it’s vague so i wanted to give multiple options for answers

currently craving: so i know this is supposed to be about food and i could answer that way and say chocolate bc i’m on my period, but the real answer is a studio or loft apartment where i can be a full-on hermit and not be questioned 😪

ok soooo the people i would think to tag have already been tagged but if anyone else happens to see this and wants to do it then do it!!!

[ourflagmeansbts]

Source (Season 2 - November 13th 2023)

ourflagonmax: A quick sail down memory lane... 🥲 Season 2 of #OurFlagMeansDeath is now streaming on Max.

[btsgotjams27]

mingyu....please....my sanity 🫠

[wintaerbaer]

mkay i've been listening to ateez for all of 5 minutes but wooyoung straight up manhandling san in the rain in the deja vu mv is my new roman empire

[sailoryooons]

Cyberpunk by Ateez makes me want to run through a wall every time it comes on. What do you MEAN I'm not fighting with a laser sword in a Tron-inspired mech suit???????????????????????