#say my name junhwi

[bitchlessdino]

Milk Me (M)

Pairing: junhui x gn!reader (@huiranghaes)

Genre: good ol' smut

Word count: 800ish

tags: blow job, mirror fixation, lace ties, pet names, spitting, cumplay, dumbification of junhui

author note: the fact i wrote this all in the same day, patting myself on the back. Happy birthday bb <3, my first moot, the one that gave me a lot of the opportunities i have today, i love you so much. jenna you mean absolutly so much to me and i hope you spend your birthday feeling loved and around the people you care about (aka me and ig svthub and tumblr moots too 🙄)

Junhui. Wen Junhui. Junhwi. Moon Junhwi.

It didn't matter how you say his name since it would roll off your tongue perfectly every single time. However, as much as you love his name, he likes hearing your voice call himself something else just a little bit more. 

“Baby boy, would you be so kind to tell me what you see in the mirror in front of you?”

You adore his exposed skin, clustered with red scratches that dragged along his otherwise beautiful torso. Your fingertips caress his skin like a feather, light but noticeable, his soft chuckles escaping under his heavy breath. “I see myself…with the love of my life.”

You smile against his back, lips pressing to his shoulder blade. “That’s right. Now.”

Your hand lowers down, tracing along he valley of his toned abdomen and past that perfectly sculpted waist to cup the underside of his balls. You run your hand over him, pressing the length up against his stomach where you drink in the fiery red tip, the mouth watering girth, every pretty vein, and how it grows bigger the more pressure you place on it. You look at his ear, drawing your lips near, ghosting over his sensitive skin, “Now what’s that?”

“Your cock. The cock was made for you and only you.” he manages to breathe out, feeling the hairs of his neck stiff up.

“Right again. Now tell me what you want to do with it.”

A slow, sallow breath leaves his lips, “I want you to use it. Use me…Milk me please”

His arms achely restrained in pretty lace ties helped up in prayer position to his chest, lightly tugging at its knots.

“Baby boy is so demanding, but I’ll give you what you want,” you take him by the forearm and shoving him in bed in a sit up position.

You kick his legs apart, spreading wide with just enough space for you to sit between. Your head slips through the loop of his arms, his tied wrist resting against the back of your next. Your eyes glisten in anticipation, one hand on his shaft, and then another. 

You drop a slick, thick ribbon of salvia down, slowly coating the side of him before rutting him through your hands. Junhui feels the slick sensation of your pressure, whining in that pretty way he does. You lick at your lips before pulling on hand away and wrapping your mouth around the tip. Junhui feels an itching sensation all over, the anticipation slowly killing him.

“Angel, please.”

The vibrations of your chuckles on his cock sent shivers down his spine, and goosebumps up his arms. You do him a favor by pushing past the tip and easing down, your eyes locked with him. Your swirl your tongue around the circumference, running him through your cheeks and bob. Your bitten lips, thick and wet wrapped tight around him, Junhui couldn’t help but audibly moan. His show was just as good as the effort he was given and all he could think about was how he was the luckiest guy in the world.

His tied hands behind your head push up against your scalp, pressing you deeper, covering more surface area. His hips instinctively thrust up, unable to help himself as he essentially fucks the back of your throat. He throws his head back mindlessly, lost in the pure chaos in his head unexplained by sloppiest top you were giving him. The squelching filled his ears, hips bucking to the pace of your rhythm, and he tries regaining his sanity. “Mouth…good…”

He lifts his head back up parallel the mirror from previously. His eyes glare back at the relection, absolutely gutted by the scene it gives. Your body, so willing yet domineering, mouth fucking him with every fiber of your being. He fingers through your hair, addicted by the heighten uses of his senses, feeling himself so incredibly close.

“Fuck…close…mmh…”

At those words, you don’t stop, instead the opposite. Ignoring the burning sensation of your force, the push him down your throat faster, harder, ensuing a staccato pacing of his breath before a loud groan. He spurts in your mouth, the hot liquid running smoothly down your throat before you pull the cock to have it land down on your tongue. You push yourself off from the ground, your filty hand presses firm on his thigh for balance, and you connect with his lips.

Your tongue transfers the cum straight to his mouth, letting him revel in the taste of himself through you. He pushes your head closer, his chest heaving against yours as he ran his tongue in you, feeling himself still aching beneath despite having already came just now. You tease along his tongue before releasing his with a bite to his bottom lip. Your foreheads rest against each other, both of you noticeably tired.

You grin at him like you have all night, a chaste kiss against his nose before pronouncing, “Best birthday gift ever.

[gamerwoo]

A Guide to Seventeen

This lil guide is mostly for @sugarboyuto​, but honestly this is for anybody who wants to get into Seventeen. They’re definitely not slept on, but there are a lot of people who are wary of a lot of members, so hopefully this makes it a lil easier.

Despite being called Seventeen, there are 13 members. They did a show while creating the group called Seventeen TV, which you can probably find on YouTube or somewhere on the internet. There were 17 members before, but some left or got cut (I��m not positive because I didn’t watch it oop). But they’re called Seventeen because there are 13 members, 3 main units (hip hop, performance, and vocal), and they make 1 group. 13+3+1=17.

Music Videos (in order):

Shining Diamond (pre-debut and technically doesn’t count but it’s a bop no matter how cringey anybody says it is)

Adore U (actual debut song)

Mansae

Pretty U

Very Nice

Boom Boom

Don’t Wanna Cry

Clap

Thanks

Call Call Call (Japanese)

Oh My!

Getting Closer

Home

Happy Ending (Japanese)

Hit

Fear

Unit Music Videos (in order):

Check In (hip hop unit)

Highlight (performance unit)

Change Up (svt leaders)

Trauma (hip hop unit)

Lilili Yabbay (performance unit)

Pinwheel (vocal unit)

Other Music Videos (not in order and I’m probably missing some):

My I (Jun and Minghao Korean ver)

My I (Jun and Minghao Chinese ver)

Home (Chinese ver)

Oh My (Chinese ver)

Just Do It (BooSeokSoon)

Chocolate (vocal unit but for some reason it doesn’t count as a unit mv??)

Q and A (Seungcheol, Jihoon, Hansol, and Ailee)

Videos To Watch To Learn Members:

Ask In A Box Part 1

Ask In A Box Part 2

Seventeen Play Who’s Who (but minus Seungkwan because he was sick)

an unhelpful guide to seventeen (this is probably what i watched bc it was made around the time i got into them tbh)

Seventeen Member Profiles

a shitty guide to seventeen

Misc Videos That Might Help But I Just Like Them:

Mingyu and Seokmin on Weekly Idol for year of the dog

Seventeen on Idol Room

Going Seventeen TTT (bc who doesn’t like to see guys driving)

Going Seventeen Playground

Woozi playing the drums

This performance of Clap bc Mingyu plays the guitar

Jun playing piano and Soonyoung’s solo

Seventeen on Knowing Bros

Minghao using nunchucks ft Jun sorta using nunchucks

Don’t Wanna Cry part switch

Mansae part switch

Pretty U part switch

basically any part switch

Below the cut is also a short guide to Seventeen in age order!! (and yes I had to look up their birthdays I only know what year they’re born lmao)

S.Coups

Real name: Choi Seungcheol

95 line (and he the oldest)

Overall leader but also the leader of hip hop unit

1/3 hyung line

he yell 

he also point

loves to mess with his members as much as they love to mess w him

but he loves them and carats so much

said he only wants carats to look at him

he’s everybody’s husband basically

big soft boi

Jeonghan

Real name: Yoon Jeonghan

95 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 hyung line

1/2 of sloth line lmao

he loves winning and will do it at all costs

often caught cheating but nobody ever calls him out

he used to have long hair (i think thats how most people know him tbh)

i confused him and josh a lot when i first got into them lmao

he babies chan but its fine bc everybody does

idk if he still does it but he used to always be like “dino who’s baby are you” and it was like a thing idk

Joshua

Real name: Joshua Hong (Korean name is Hong Jisoo)

95 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 hyung line

1/2 English line

born and raised in California but he’s 100% Korean

when they first debuted and honestly for a few years, everybody pushed the gentleman persona on him

and I’m not saying he’s not a gentleman but he’s definitely not just a gentleman u feel me

lowkey a crackhead even if he tries to hide it sometimes

he’s religious so people always push this “good church boy” trope on him but sometimes they take it too far tbh

let him live

Jun

Real name: Wen Junhui (Korean name is Moon Junhwi)

96 line

1/4 performance unit

1/2 of China line

he rarely gets lines its sad bc his vocals are beautiful and his range is great

he was on a Chinese TV program with Minghao called The Collaboration (I think???) and he was so cute

“English is so dangerous” yes babie u are correct

he’s friends with Yanan from Pentagon and they were partners on the show and they were adorable

loves animals a lot its adorable

give the poor babie more lines

Hoshi

Real Name: Kwon Soonyoung

96 line

performance unit leader

1/3 of booseoksoon

used to be a hamster and now he’s a self-proclaimed tiger and seventeen clowns him for it

very proud of his 10:10 eyes (they look like they’re slanted up to be 10:10 on a clock)

honestly has the cutest laugh ever

hyper and loud af

has choreographed some of their dances and i think he still assists with them????

just a very happy boi

Wonwoo

Real name: Jeon Wonwoo

96 line

1/4 hip hop unit

1/2 of sloth line

certified gamer boi lmao (so are cheol and jihoon)

he literally had to show soonyoung how to play video games on his computer lmao

this dude is so dedicated to gaming that he sleeps in the living room instead of in his shared room with seungcheol so they can both have room for their setups

deep voice

looks very scary but he soft

loves cats and is afraid of dogs

when he smiles or laughs he does a nose scrunch just look up wonwoo nose scrunch trust me

shy boi

but he also a breadstick (he’s very very thin he is definitely not apart of thicc line)

Woozi

Real name: Lee Jihoon

96 line

leader of vocal unit

the shortest member but people act like he’s like 3 feet tall

he’s 5′5 he’s not that short ok

everybody says he looks like yoongi from bts

he produces most if not all of seventeen’s songs so he feels a lot of pressure to have seventeen be successful

he may be cute and tiny but he’ll fuck u up

he picked up wonwoo over his shoulder before it was hilarious lmao

he’s still soft tho

also just wants to stay inside all the time even when they’re traveling

boy can d a n c e

plays a lot of instruments too

clarinet, drums, piano, probably more stuff tbh

DK/Dokyeom

Real name: Lee Seokmin

97 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 of booseoksoon

the actual sun tbh

he’s so happy all the time and he’s so kind to everybody how can you not love him

hits those high notes real well

he was in a musical for king arthur and he played arthur so he’s now a certified actor

lowkey rap extraordinaire lmao

always making jokes and trying to make everybody happy

basically the mood maker

Mingyu

Real name: Kim Mingyu

97 line

1/4 hip hop unit

he’s totally a himbo

he’s so beautiful and he’s getting pretty ripped but god he’s so dumb

he’s “the cook” of seventeen even though like,,,,,,other members also cook

he’s clumsy as hell too lmao he almost dropped an award after they just won it

also has a deep voice

him and wonwoo are a really popular ship they’re called meanie but it’s a long story

he’s also the tallest member he’s like 6′1 i think

The8

Real name: Xu Minghao (Korean name is Seo Myungho)

97 line

1/4 performance unit

1/2 China line

he’s literally good at everything

he can sing, dance, rap, bboy, use nunchucks, do some cool shit w his hands/fingers, idk dude is amazing

he also tells fans to put themselves first and not seventeen and basically breaks the delusion that fans own them or will be with them

basically the opposite of seungcheol lmao

since his stage name is the8, he goes 8th in the lineup, so he would be in seokmin’s place

people paid him dirt from debut to like 2017 or 2018 but then he found himself and had a glowup and now everybody thirsts after him but he deserves better because he’s always been amazing

also pledis give him more lines

Seungkwan

Real name: Boo Seungkwan

98 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 booseoksoon

1/3 maknae line

he’s very good with variety shows so he’s always making jokes and being loud

also hits insane high notes

he’s just super loud and goofy but in a different way from seokmin somehow????

definitely apart of thicc line but like,,,,,,not important

Vernon

Real name: Hansol Vernon Chwe (Korean name is Choi Hansol)

98 line

1/3 hip hop unit

1/2 English line

he was born in America but he moved to Korea when he was,,,,5 i think????

he’s half korean and half white and people used to give him a lot of shit for it and some people probably still do which sucks

stop calling hansol ‘some white boy’ for the love of god

he’s kind of a meme as in he’s just really goofy but it’s so endearing

but sometimes he’s just quiet and doesn’t do much like it’s 50/50

he’s just a very sweet and thoughtful boi

oh him and seungkwan are also a popular ship bc one time hansol was asked his favorite part of seungkwan and he literally turned that boi around and slapped his cake and was like “the butt” so there’s that

Dino

Real name: Lee Chan

99 line

1/4 performance unit

1/3 maknae line

not that it matters but chan is the thiccest person in seventeen i saw them at kcon ny and oh my god you cant even photograph how thicc

moving on

he doesn’t get enough love tbh like there are always stories of fans ignoring him or not sending him any flower wreath things and it’s so infuriating and sad so pls love chan !!!!

does videos called dino’s danceology where he creates choreo to songs and just dances

he’s so fuckin talented holy shit he dances so well and he can sing and he can rap (see his rap in boom boom that’s the best part)

he gets babied so everybody sees him as one but he definitely isn’t like sometimes he acts like he should be the oldest lmao

but he definitely has his babie moments but they all do

Okay, I think that’s everything! I hope this helped and please show Seventeen lots of love!! 

[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - Jeonghan

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: jeonghan’s plans to surprise you was a mission failed successfully ↬ tags: idol! jeonghan, fem! reader, ft. idol! seventeen ↬ word count: 998 words

“I need your help.” Jeonghan pleaded with the maknae Chan. “I’m guessing this is for her. What is it?” Chan asked. “Okay, I need you to come up with a short dance so I can impress her. You know the song Falling For U right?” Chan nodded his head. “Yeah, so it would be awesome if you could help me create like a dance.” “Why me hyung?” 

“Hoshi is busy, Myungho is overseas and Junhwi is sick.” Jeonghan easily ticked off the reasons why Chan was the only best dancer left. “But you’re a good dancer too hyung! It’s my day off!” Chan crossed his arms. “I know, but you’re a genius, so it should be easy for you! I’m good, but you’re better and I want the best for my monthsary.” 

“I don't know whether to be angry at you or not. What’s in for me?” 

Jeonghan knew that question was going to pop up so names his terms carefully, “If you help me out, I’ll bring you out after my date. Yeah, just you. Then we can grab a delicious meal at my aunt’s good friend’s restaurant.” Jeonghan secretly fist pumped as he saw Chan considering about it. 

“I’ve planned out everything. In the evening I’ll bring her out to eat, then bring her here so I can surprise her with a cake and a dance! Please? When you eventually have a girlfriend, I’d do anything to help you too.

“Okay. I’ll help you hyung. I’ll hold your word to it.” Jeonghan internally jumped and he played the part which he wanted Chan to choreograph. “Just the chorus will do. I’m going to connect my phone to the speaker.” Chan nodded yet again and stretch his muscles ideas already forming in his head. 

“Falling For U” started playing and Chan did some simple moves and started stringing dance steps together. “Okay...hyung, just like this and then slide to the right. Say something cheesy, do a sexy dance, then move away from her.” Chan laughed while doing this part and Jeonghan followed, chuckling along with him. 

“Noona! How long have you been standing there?” Seungkwan’s hella vibrant noise sounded down the corridor and Jeonghan immediately stopped dancing. Seokmin pushed open the door, “Jeonghan hyung! I think she’s here to talk to you!” 

Jeonghan wanted to kill himself in this moment. 

“Noona! Seungkwan and I will get going first!” The two clueless boys headed to the recording studio leaving Jeonghan, you and Chan. 

“Uh, this is so awkward I’m just going to leave.” Chan scampered away leaving you two. “This was not part of the plan! How much did you hear?” “Almost everything.” You answer with a small smile. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” Jeonghan pouted. “Now our monthsary is ruined!” Jeonghan squatted down and gave you a wry smile. “It’s okay. It was touching of you to come up with a dance for me! We can always eat out.” You assured him, moving closer to him to give him a peck on his forehead. 

“Only if you didn’t know about my plan. You haven’t even see me dance yet! Chan told me to do a sexy move and you probably didn’t see it! It goes like this!” Jeonghan knelt down and you squeezed your eyes shut, hands flying to cover your line of vision. 

“My eyes!”

[sadienita]

Babelfish - Part 1

Junhui x Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

You’ve been travelling and trying to find out what you need. You’re feeling better about your choices but you’re not quite ready to get back to school at the moment. You’ve been falling in love with the city of Seoul, but you never expected to find love there.

Travelling was just what you’d needed. You had only gotten a year into your degree before you started to feel unsure of yourself and what you really wanted to be doing. So during the second year you planned to take a semester off. You were thinking about maybe doing a semester abroad as well in your next year.

You weren’t sure why you were having such a hard time settling and relaxing somewhere. You didn’t hate what you were studying but it somehow still felt static and still at times. You felt like you needed to get out and do things so you had spent the summer and into the fall working abroad and now you were travelling around Asia for a while before returning home and getting ready to get back to school.

You didn't feel quite ready for the transition just yet. You were happy that at least you felt more secure in yourself and your choices on what to study than you had when you had set out on this journey but you loved seeing the world and getting to experience something else. 

Plus working abroad meant this had actually been affordable.

The only problem with falling in love with places around the world was not wanting to leave. You had been fine and even excited when you finished working to get the chance to see other countries and you’d taken full advantage of your time so far. You were travelling as cheaply and lightly as you could, but something about Seoul was feeling like home so quickly.

You hadn’t expected to fall in love with the big city. Jeju sure, you had spent the better part of your childhood on an island so you expected to love it. But Seoul was so different. It was big and loud and rushed and yet you managed to find little nooks and crannies all over that place that you loved. A quiet book store, a charming coffee shop.

Your limited Korean made it difficult to really communicate when you found these sorts of places. Big touristy centers and areas normally had enough English for you to get by. But you liked these little areas away from all of that. You liked to try and see what the people who lived there saw. Of course they saw the monuments and tourist attractions but you wanted to see where people could spend their day to day time.

You wandered down the streets in Hongdae, taking in the sights and sounds around the university. There were a lot of students wandering around with bags and books and some finding comfy spots at cafes to study. You supposed that students were students no matter where they were.

You wandered your way into a small coffee shop, paying no attention to the curious looks you got from the locals. You knew that dark skin and colourful braids were relatively uncommon here so it wasn’t too surprising that people were doing double takes and staring. Anytime you caught someone doing so you smiled at them and they normally gave you a sheepish grin in return. They didn’t mean anything by it. You imagined if you had never seen someone who looked so different you would be intrigued too so for the most part it had been okay.

You did your best to read the menu and spent a good long time translating it on your phone. You had picked up a little bit of Korean from your short time in Seoul so far, really just enough to introduce yourself, say that you didn’t really speak the language, and ask for directions. Your travel dictionary had helped a lot and the more you learned the more you wanted to learn. You were starting to debate on whether you would seriously start learning Korean at some point. It was so different from English but it intrigued you and if you were ever going to come back and spend an extended amount of time then it made sense that you should start studying it and properly learn the language. You’d picked up most of the alphabet and could sound out a lot of things which helped you a lot to know that 아메리카노 was americano and 마끼아또 was macchiato so at least you could order something.

You chose something off the menu and ordered in very broken Korean but the woman behind the counter just smiled and prepared your drink and gave you your muffin. Once your drink was ready you settled into a small table in the corner and surveyed the room. There were a lot of students here reading and studying. It was relatively quiet with relaxing music playing in the background. The shop had such a cozy atmosphere that just made you feel so at home and comfortable.

Well it did at first.

After a while of browsing your phone trying to decide how you would spend your evening you had started to feel overly warm. You knew your face didn’t show much of a blush but you had a feeling it was still currently as flushed as it could be. You pulled your braids back and held them up off your neck as you fanned yourself with your other hand. You could swear your heart was racing and you had no clue why. Where you panicking? Out of the blue with no reason or trigger at all? It wasn’t impossible but also wasn’t a common thing for you. 

The feelings kept getting stronger as you started to pack your things. You hoped the feelings would subside if you went back to where you were staying for a little bit to calm down. You could always go out in the evening if you wanted to. You should probably just go lie down and do some deep breathing or something.

You looked up as the door swung open and as you locked eyes with a tall, handsome boy you felt your heart start to beat harder than you think it ever had and a warm, cozy feeling washed over you. You had never felt so at home in an instant before just from looking into someone's eyes. What on earth was-

Oh.

The boy had a nervous smile on his face as he approached you. He started speaking to you very quickly and excitedly in Korean. You managed to pick up “Hi” “name” and “Junhwi” but that was it. You just stared, blinking at him, and trying to understand what he had said fully. The smile fell off his face a bit as he waited for a response. After a few more moments you slowly introduced yourself in Korean and told him he didn’t speak the language. Jun cocked his head to the side and asked something else. You could tell he was speaking in Chinese but you didn’t understand a word of it.

“I’m sorry, I only really know English…” you trailed off.

He looked utterly defeated. “My English is… very bad.”

You wracked your brain for any way to make communication easier. There had to be some way that you could talk to each other. “I mean, we could use google translate…”

Jun’s face lit up as he searched for the English words he needed to tell you his idea. “My friend… good at English!” He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text before reaching for your hand. You took his and let him lead you out of the coffee shop. You weren’t 100% clear on his plan yet, but whatever it was if he was excited, so were you.

[incorrect-chanhoon]

If you're Seventeen's babysitter

Seungcheol: will scratch your new dress you afforded to buy yesterday, and drinks all of your morning coffee and actually enjoys it.

Jeonghan: seeks for your rings to try them on his fingers secretly and get caught.

Jisoo: nicely treats you by making cream cheese tea and gingerbread cookies from his experience and a little help from the Internet which shocked you that a 8 year-old can do such stuff like that.

Junhwi: interrupts you everytime you have a selfie with other kids and "a good picture must contain me".

Soonyoung: has no idea what the alphabet says even he's 7 now and still don't know how to spell his name which makes you tired all day

Wonwoo: spits saliva on his shoes because Mingyu said doing that helps him to find boyfriend quicker

Jihoon: stays in room all week with his grumpy cat on his lap, won't see your face until you listen to what he says about how stupid those kids he has to deal with

Myungho: speaks Chinese and you can't understand anything so he keeps crying, which makes you more confused and worried

Mingyu: "Wonwoo spits saliva on his shoes and doesn't care about me so my time has come".

Seokmin: is actually a stupid cinnamon roll since he met you, which makes you love him the most

Seungkwan: too.many.tangerines.

Hansol: likes to rap somehow and he's just 5 oh my god how is this even possible when he raps for you and he's so talented-

Chan: wisest kid you've seen

[ridingbensolooooo]

Thanks for the tag @discordiavonsin it’s just what I needed to forget about stats for a little bit :) 

Put your music on shuffle and answer the questions about each artist.

Name of Artist:  Panic! At The Disco

What genre are they ? um honestly who actually knows at this point. 

How long have they been active ? since 2004 I believe

Have you ever heard them on the radio ? yeah high hopes still gets played every now and then around here 

Have they released any new music within the last year or two ? Yeah, Pray for the Wicked! Love that album to death, I’ve decided “Hey look ma I made it” is going to be my graduation song when I finish uni at the end of the year!! 

Do they have a male or female vocalist ? Male - Brendon Urie aka Beebop

Name of Artist: BTS

Would you recommend them ? Fuck yeah they’re my favourite band kids

What is your favourite lyric of theirs ? “The dawn right before the sun rises is darkest” I’m gonna get it tattooed when I save up enough money. I’ve wanted that as a tattoo for nearly 5 years now so I’m sure of my decision lmao just need money. 

What are their album artworks like ? Pretty but never over the top which is nice. The last few album sets have made a pattern if you buy all 4 versions and line them up which I have to saw I am a big fan of. 

If they stopped making music, would you be sad ? I would be absolutely devastated. They’re my favourite band! They said in an awards acceptance speech not too long ago that they were considering disbanding at the start of last year and I honest to god burst into tears right then and there. I’d be crushed. 

If you didn’t know what they look like, based off their music, what you guess they looked like ? I’d just have a stereotypical picture of pretty idol boys in mind. Which isn’t far off tbh but they’re so much more than that too. 

Name of Artist: Twenty One Pilots

How popular are they ? Depends on who you ask. They’ve had some very popular songs but people seem to forget about them when they’re not releasing new stuff? 

Have you ever seen them perform live ? I’ve seen them twice actually! Which is surprising, because I live in Australia and not a lot of bands make the trip here very often, so I’m very glad I’ve got to see them as many times as I have. They have an incredible energy when live, Tyler commands the space and Josh is fucking awesome on drums irl too.  

How did you find out about them ? I heard about them ages before I actually got into them, back in 2013 when my friend showed me this cover he was super obsessed with, and it was top’s cover of Can’t Help Falling in Love. 

What is their sexuality, if known ? They’re both in relationships with women so I’ll say straight but who knows really. 

Is their music easy to dance to ? Most of it is! They’ve got some really good beats in most of their songs, but also some of them are very slow and you just want to feel the music, not really dance. 

Name of Artist: GOT7

What instrument is the most prominent in their music ? Umm they’re a kpop band so computer?? Idk how pop music is made. 

Does your family listen to them ? Not at all, I’m the only one in my family who listens to kpop. They only listen when I make them lmao. 

Are they still making music today ? Yes! They’re coming to Australia to promote their new album which is fucking awesome because kpop bands barely EVER come here. Like I thought American and British artists didn’t come here often, but it seems like they’re here every 2 weeks compared to kpop artists TT.TT

Would you want to meet them ? I would love to! I’ve been learning korean but I’m not very good, but they have 3 members who speak fluent english so I’m sure we could manage a chat

How represented is this artist in your saved music / collection ? All of their albums are spread over like 4 or 5 playlists lmao 

Name of Artist: My Chemical Romance

When did you discover them ? I was very young, my mum is super into them and she used to play the black parade album all the time when I was a kid. I literally can’t remember when I heard them for the first time lmao. 

How many albums do they have ? 4 :( 

Which member of the band is closest to your ‘type’ / do you find the most attractive ? Frank Iero could punch me in the face and I’d thank him and tell him his tattoos look really nice that close. 

Have they gone through any line-up changes ? Um, fuck Bob. Enough said. 

Is their music more fun or serious ? The first 3 albums of theirs were very angsty and serious and like rock opera-y but Danger Days has very different vibes. More like, let’s make fun of how shit the world can be instead of wallowing in a pit of despair. 

Name of Artist: Fall Out Boy

Is the type of music / genre they play something you would typically enjoy or is their sound different for you ? Yeah man, I’ve never left my emo phase and I love their sound even as it continues to evolve. 

Based off of their sound, what would a human version of their music look like ? Hmm, depends which era you’re talking about. Early fob is emo Pete Wentz at his peak, but now their sound sort of reminds me of this instagram model I like, Vanja Jagnic.

Could you see yourself getting along with the members personally ? I feel like I would get along with them all very easily! I have it on good authority I’m a nice person, so hopefully that would carry through. 

Did somebody recommend this band to you ? Does my mum count? She likes fall out boy too and used to play them when I was younger as well, so I guess she recommended them to me in a way. 

Name of Artist: BLACKPINK

How many people are in this band/group ? 4 

When did they start making music ? 2016, I didn’t realise it’s been so long already! 

Do they have any well known songs, if so, which one(s) ? Umm not sure in western countries, maybe Jennie’s solo song? They’re pretty popular in Korea though. 

Do you listen to this artist regularly ? My housemate is obsessed with them so yeah I do listen quite a bit. 

How would you describe their music ? Pretty typical of kpop, they’re way more “edgy” than most girl groups though which I like. I’m not a fan of the cute/sexy/infant vibe that a lot of other girl groups have going on. 

Name of Artist:  Seventeen 

If they use a stage name, what is their real name(s) ? Wow this is really the wrong band for this. Okay so, S.Coups is Seungcheol, Jeonghan goes by Jeonghan, Joshua has a korean name but Joshua is his birth name so idk if it counts (it’s Jisoo though), Jun is Junhwi, Hoshi is Soonyoung, Wonwoo is Wonwoo so that’s easy, Woozi is Jihoon, DK is Seokmin, Mingyu is just Mingyu, The8 is Minghao, Seungkwan is Seungkwan although people do call him MC Boo (not sure that counts as a stage name), Vernon also has a korean name but Vernon is his birth name (Hansol is the korean name though) and Dino is Chan. Phew.

Do they regularly make pop charts ? They do in korea! They’re mid range popular, but they’re steadily getting more popular each year. 

Have you ever met them ? No, I wish lmao.

If they toured in your city, would you go see them ? I would! They did come to Australia, but I’m broke and couldn’t afford to go all the way to Melbourne to see them. 

Name of Artist: Red Velvet

Are they known for anything else besides music? Not really sure, maybe being from one of the big 3 companies in Korea? 

What is their nationality ? Korean! 

Are they a guilty pleasure ? A bit yeah lmao, I don’t listen to all of their stuff because a lot of it is not my taste at all, but the songs of theirs I do listen to fall into the category of annoyingly catchy. 

Which age group is this artist most popular with? My age and a bit younger I would say.

Has this artist ever toured in your country/state/city? Nah, SM artists don’t come here. 

Name of Artist: Falling in Reverse

Do you think it’s necessary or important to know about their personal life to ‘understand’ their music ? I feel like some of their songs are directly related to things that have happened in Ronnie’s life, so yeah to a certain extent, but a lot of the time you can get it from the vibe of the song. 

Have they ever gone on hiatus and did they return ? I’m not sure actually, I don’t follow them that closely. 

What instruments do they use ? Guitar, drums, bass, vocals, synth/keys.

What city are they from ? Las Vegas

What are your experiences with fans of this artist? I don’t really know anyone who has them as their favourite band so I’m not really sure what die hard fans are like, but everyone I know who is a causal fan seems super chill. 

I don’t really have that many people to tag lmao so I’ll just tag people in my activity recently @samanddean-winchesthair @unfade @blue-roses-and-red-rubbies @classylaughs have fun if y’all decide to do this! 

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[SEVENTEEN] OT13 - the thread that binds us (2/?) - 7300 words

Title: the thread that binds us Author: kookiehao (arashianelf on LJ and AO3) Pairings: OT13!friendship, hints of jicheol Genre: Fluff, fantasy, angst Rating: G Summary: A person's life can be deeply affected by tiny little things that occur far away from them; the butterfly effect, it's called. However, sometimes it's things that occur closer to home that can change a person's life forever.

For Choi Seungcheol, it begins with this: an old man comes to visit in a small town on the outskirts of Daegu.

Notes: If you follow this on AO3 as well, the one there gets updated a lot faster than the one over here! Just an FYI :)

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Jihoon approaches the doorway slowly, eyeing the hinges carved into the wood on either side of the doorframe, hinting at how the fireplace had disappeared. Jihoon squats to look closer at the wooden flooring, but the lines of the panel that now covers the fireplace and mantel are well-camouflaged amongst the rough lines typical of wood flooring.

He stands again, now examining the door that has been hidden behind the fireplace this whole time. Ignoring the way his phone is buzzing, he tries the door handle, which opens easily for him. The door opens with a loud creak, and Jihoon makes a mental note to get some oil for the hinges.

He takes a deep breath, coughing a little at the dust, and nudges open the door. Upon entering, he feels along the wall for the light switch, and looks up at the staircase curling its way up that is illuminated by the lights at the top landing.

Retreating from the stairwell, he grabs a random thick book from one of the shelves and places it along the doorframe in case the door shuts on him. He isn’t taking any chances at locking himself in until he examines the door and how it works. First though, he plans to explore the area the winding staircase leads up to.

He turns on the flashlight on his phone, frowning down at it with annoyance as it buzzes non-stop. He turns on silent mode, and turns his attention back to the staircase. He takes slow steps up, worried for the structural integrity of the staircase, but the wood holds his weight with nary a sound.

Aiming the light around, Jihoon observes that the walls are still made of wood, much like the rest of the house. He takes the last few steps up onto the landing, where another door waits.

Again, this door opens smoothly, and Jihoon searches for the actual light switch. Flipping the lights on, he stops in the process of turning off the flashlight and stares at the state-of-the-art producing equipment across the room.

He absently turns off the flashlight, locking his phone and slipping it into his back pocket, approaching the equipment reverently. Other than the large desktop computer screens and accompanying monitor, there’s an electric keyboard along the wall, along with an acoustic guitar in its stand.

A thin layer of dust lies over everything, and Jihoon makes a mental note to bring in some cleaning supplies as soon as possible.

Jihoon is pretty sure the computer has the best digital audio workstation downloaded without having to turn it on. He eyes the audio interface lying innocently on the table next to the one with the desktop screen, and the large studio monitors placed at the corners of the room, both on the floor and on the ceiling.

There’s two microphone stands with good quality microphones and pop filters in this room. Jihoon walks over to the door next to the whole electronic set-up and opens it, sighing in bliss at the second soundproof door and what lays behind it as he turns on the light for the next room.

There are bass traps, acoustic panels, and sound diffusers randomly scattered and built into the walls of the recording studio, meant for ensuring the most high quality recordings in the room. Jihoon walks back out of the recording studio and opens one of the cupboards along the wall, and damn near cries as he sees unopened, brand-new boxes.

Unopened, brand-new boxes of one of the latest models of MIDI controllers, the monitor isolation pads he’s always wanted… This is Jihoon’s studio dream come true, and he bounces a little, eager to set everything up.

He’s pretty sure if he looked through the other cupboards he would find other things needed for producing and recording, but he stops, putting everything back to rights and switching off the lights.

He closes the door behind him, slowly walking back down the staircase and examining the door that he had left open. Next to the door frame is a lever that is currently down, which answers his question about how to open the door when it closes behind him.

Just to test it out, he nudges the book out of the way, taking a deep breath as the door clicks shut. He hears the rumble of the fireplace moving back into place on the other side of the door, watching as the lever moves back up with a sharp click. When all is quiet again, he pulls the lever, holding his breath.

The rumbling starts again, and when it stops Jihoon tests the door, sighing in relief when it opens. Finally leaving the stairwell, he closes the door behind him, book in hand, and turns to watch the fireplace emerge from the floor.

‘Well,’ Jihoon thinks wryly to himself, ‘I know where I’m living out of for the foreseeable future.’ He places the book from where he took it from, picking up the notepad and book still lying on the piano. Walking out silently, he switches the light off, door clicking shut quietly behind him as he pads his way back to his room.

The group chat, when Jihoon deigns to check it, has exploded in the wake of his announcement. He sighs, scrolling all the way down without bothering with backchat, lounging in bed until he feels tired enough to sleep.

To: three years is up!!

say moo: i’m not even going to bother with backchat

say moo: i was busy exploring the fucking secret room in the music room okay i didn’t have time to reply anything

say moo: anyway, there’s a state of the fucking art studio behind that secret door.

say moo: it’s my new home now.

size is irrelevant: a studio? behind a secret door found in the music room?

size is irrelevant: wow i’m so surprised

say moo: shut up you ass. no wonder you were tiny when you changed.

size is irrelevant: that’s irrelevant, hyung. i’m still like, a head taller than you normally.

say moo has changed his name to jihoon

jihoon: who the fuck keeps doing that.

im THE dawg: does that mean there are other secret rooms in the house?

i hate being last: i’ve always said that the house looks bigger on the outside than it does on the inside! secret rooms would actually explain a lot. now if one of you would actually listen to me when i say things.

I’M A CHICKEN: the maknae’s suffering: an excerpt

I’M A CHICKEN: wait it’s like super late why the frick is the maknae awake

I’M A CHICKEN: actually why are we all awake

hiss hiss mf: i’m almost done with filming soon, so i’ll be able to come down after that. in the meantime, try finding more rooms? there has to be more.

hiss hiss mf: channie, go to bed.

jihoon: yeah, i’m planning to do so. come asap please. this manor is fucking big.

i’m a horse and look like one: why not ask the others in the manor to help you?

i hate being last: yeah yeah i’m going now good night hyungs

jihoon: they’re hiding shit from me. and minki-hyung nearly ripped into me, so clearly they don’t trust me.

jihoon: i’m not asking anything from them until i absolutely have to.

I hate carrots: Smart idea. I’ll be able to make my way down soon as well. Give me a few weeks to settle my book.

I hate carrots: Good night, Channie.

goatlamb: got a few more weddings to cover, before i can come down. why do people like to get married immediately after the new year?

goatlamb: rest well, chan

jihoon: fuck knows why. just come down as soon as you can.

jihoon: i’m off to get more work done.

orange is the new black: i like how casually everyone just ignored jihoon’s questioning about who changed his name again.

i’m a horse and look like one: avoidance is the key to not getting killed, jisoo-hyung. as long as no one rats us out, we’re safe.

supposed to be tiny but not: someone called me? give me a moment to read backchat

hiss hiss mf: of course he chooses to appear now.

supposed to be tiny but not: what do you mean by that, moon junhwi?

hiss hiss mf: nothing, hyung.

supposed to be tiny but not has changed jihoon’s name to say moo

orange is the new black: you’re just courting death, hannie.

supposed to be tiny but not: nay, death’s courting our missing cat. i wouldn’t court jihoonie even if my life depended on it. besides, i have you, don’t i?

orange is the new black: okay, hannie. I’ll be home late today. i have a few patients coming in a few minutes.

supposed to be tiny but not: okay~ I’ll leave the food for you in the microwave!

goatlamb: ugh, domesticity

size is irrelevant: really? you’re saying that? you??? seo myungho you’re going to break seokmin’s heart.

i’m a horse and look like one: just mine?? gyu don’t lie your heart is broken too

size is irrelevant: my heart was broken from the beginning. I never expected anything going into this relationship. It just means he isn’t getting dinner tonight.

goatlamb: …

goatlamb: just because it’s gross doesn’t mean I don’t like it…

I’m a horse and look like one: you’re just saying that because you don’t want to go without mingyu’s food, aren’t you.

goatlamb: in my defense, it’s really good

I’m a horse and look like one: …true

size is irrelevant: you two shut up and get home already. the food is getting cold.

Jihoon grabs the music score notepad that started the whole thing, and flips to the first open page, inspiration having struck him.

The notes flow from his pen to the paper easily, and he hears the music playing in his mind as he scrambles to record down as much as he can before it slips from his fingers. Already, the exact notes are fading, and Jihoon hums a bar a few times to try and remember what came next.

He spends the next hour like this, bent over the notepad and trying to remember the music that had come to him all of a sudden. He throws his pen across the room, frustrated at the fleeting inspiration that strikes him at the oddest hours.

Sighing, he gets out of bed to pick up the pen and places both pen and pad on the table, switching off the lights, figuring that since his muse has once again left again, he might as well get some sleep.

“I’ll show you the way to your room first,” Jungsu says, even as the oak doors creak open. “I’m currently staying in the Cat bearer’s room, but once I’m gone that room will be yours. For now, you’ll be taking one of the guest rooms, next to Taehyung, the gardener that will be taking over the current one when it’s time.”

Seungcheol nods in understanding, walking up to the man and boy now standing on the porch. The boy observes his approach with cool expressive, intelligent eyes, and Seungcheol shrinks back a little.

Then the boy smiles, and his eyes crinkle up, giving Seungcheol the best smile he can muster. While the two older men greet each other, Seungcheol approaches the boy, who greets and introduces himself quickly.

“Hello! I’m Kim Namjoon, and I’ll be your butler for the future, I hope we can get along well,” he bows, and Seungcheol bows on instinct as well, returning the greeting. “I’m Choi Seungcheol, please take care of me!”

“Seungcheol-ah, I see Namjoon-ah has made your acquaintance. This is the current butler of the house, Jung Yunho,” Jungsu introduces the tall man next to him, and Seungcheol is struck by how good-looking he is.

He bows deeply, greeting him. “Nice to meet you, Yunho-ssi. My name is Choi Seungcheol, please take care of me.” Yunho laughs, ruffling Seungcheol’s hair. “You’re so polite! Maybe you’ll be a good influence on Taehyung. God knows that boy doesn’t have any respect for elders unless absolutely necessary.”

Seungcheol smiles shyly, ducking his head in embarrassment and thanks. Jungsu smiles as well, leading the way into the house. “Come on, I’ll start the tour with the entrance hall. Leave your shoes there,” Jungsu instructs, removing his own shoes and placing them in one of the shoe cupboards, holding it open for Seungcheol to do the same.

Behind them, Yunho and Namjoon bring in their bags for them, Seungcheol having reluctantly relinquished his to Namjoon as Jungsu led him past.

The entrance hall doesn’t look like much, apart from the table along a wall next to the shoe cupboards. It is this table that Jungsu leads Seungcheol to, where a large, old leather-bound book lies on the table top.

The table comes with a small mantel, where there are three rows of hooks carved from the wood. The first two rows of hooks are empty, but the third has keys hooked on them, with plain keychains. Jungsu removes a key with a cat keychain hanging from it from his pocket, hanging it on the first shelf.

“The other twelve hooks in the first two rows hold the keychains for the other zodiac bearers. They’re currently all out, so they’re empty,” Jungsu explains upon noticing Seungcheol’s curious glance. Seungcheol makes a soft sound of understanding, turning his attention to the book lying on the table top.

“This book is one of the more important ones in the manor. No one that isn’t supposed to can open it, and it is only ever on this table top for two occasions: when a new zodiac bearer arrives at the manor, and the first time that zodiac bearer changes,” Jungsu says, tapping the book cover, where the words ‘The Zodiac Register’ are embossed in gold.

Seungcheol is passed the book, and he opens it to the first page to find a table of names. Thirteen names, to be exact. The first column, titled ‘Names’, lists down the zodiac bearers’ names, the second the zodiac they represent, the third the date they first arrived at the manor.

The fourth takes up most of the page, titled ‘Description’. In each row, a detailed description of the animal they change into is given. Seungcheol makes a soft sound of amazement at the details, looking up at Jungsu with wide eyes.

The old man laughs before taking the book gently from the boy’s hands. He flips it to the middle, where an empty table lies, waiting to be filled in. “Go on then,” he then says, handing Seungcheol the book back and a pen he pulls out of his pocket, “fill in your name and zodiac.”

Seungcheol does as he’s told, filling in his name and the zodiac he represents in his best handwriting. He stops to stare at the row he’s half-filled in when he’s done, before passing the pen back to Jungsu, who keeps it. He’s about to reach out to flip to the previous pages when Jungsu speaks.

“Alright, you’ll be able to look through this book later when you’re free, all right? Let’s move on with the rest of the manor,” Jungsu leads him further into the manor, Yunho and Namjoon having moved along to put their bags in their respective rooms a while back.

“The only ones that can open it are zodiac bearers, isn’t it?” Seungcheol asks, and Jungsu nods, grinning down at him. “Smart child. Yes, only zodiac bearers can open that book. When there’s no need for it to be out, I tend to keep it in my room. It’s one of the safest places in the house, you see,” Jungsu explains, leading him down the hallway.

The hallway opens up to another hallway running perpendicularly, as well as a grand staircase leading upstairs. Jungsu tells him as they turn right, “This is what we call the Central Wing, and it’s where everything is. That staircase over there leads to the second floor, where we have a recreation room and other various rooms.”

Seungcheol’s head whips left and right as he tries to take in everything that he sees as they walk past. “The first floor of the Central Wing has the kitchen and the reception room, which really is a ballroom or occasional dining room. There are other, less important rooms here as well,” Jungsu lists.

“As you’ve probably noticed, the walls have platforms protruding out from them, and the ceiling beams have platforms as well. The ceiling has horizontal beams for cats to perch on and rest, and the platforms give them places to relax,” Jungsu points them out to Seungcheol, who is watching as a striped cat makes his meandering way up a series of platforms.

All around them are cats dogging their footsteps, occasionally getting distracted with the empty cardboard boxes and circles formed with string lying around. “We employ any and every tactic here to keep the cats occupied,” Jungsu relays to the younger drily.

Jungsu opens a door, which leads to yet another hallway, this time with a staircase smackdab in the middle. “This is the East Wing, where all the bedrooms are. First floor is the guest bedrooms, second is the Zodiac bearer bedrooms. There are thirteen on each floor, as you would expect. Currently, four of the rooms are occupied, now five with you,” Jungsu says, leading him to a door.

“For the guest bedrooms, there’s a whiteboard next to each of the doors, so you can write your name there so people know that the room is occupied,” Jungsu tells Seungcheol, bringing down the portable whiteboard and marker for him to write his name.

“Now, Taehyung stays next to you,” Jungsu points out the name on the whiteboard of the room next to his, messily decorated with whiteboard magnets and doodles, “he’s the gardener of your generation, so he’s probably in the woods right now.”

Next, Jungsu opens the door to Seungcheol’s new room, and enters. Seungcheol follows with some mild hesitance, emitting a soft noise of shock at the cosiness of it all. There’s a bed in one corner, and a closet in the other, on either side of the large windows framed by curtains.

There’s a light breeze blowing into the house through the open windows, and the soft blue curtains rustle in the wind. There’s a cat perched on the windowsill, enjoying a stray patch of sun, and opens an eye a slit when Seungcheol approaches.

His bag is at the foot of his bed, and he sits down on the bed, testing the mattress. Next to the closet is a desk for him to put whatever he wants, as well as a laptop that Jungsu picks up and hands to him. “Welcome to Zodiac Manor, Seungcheol-ah. This is your welcome gift from the staff here, as well as me.”

“I can’t accept this, harabeoji,” Seungcheol starts, but Jungsu waves him off. “It’s already been bought, they threw the receipt away too. You have zero chance of getting us to return it. Also, you’ll need it in the future. Trust me, kid. I know what I’m talking about.”

Seungcheol quietens, running his hands across the smooth surface. “Thank you for this, harabeoji,” he says after a few seconds, placing the laptop on the bed next to him. “It’s my pleasure, so no need to thank me,” is all Jungsu says.

“This door over here leads to your personal washroom. Each bedroom comes with their own washroom, so no one has to worry about fighting over who gets to use the bathroom first and the like,” Jungsu continues after a moment of silence, clearing his throat.

“If you need any supplies for the bathroom, just tell Yunho or one of the other staff, and we’ll get it for you when we go into town next. I’ll let you get settled in for a few days before we bring you into town to get you acquainted with the people living there,” Jungsu tells him, and Seungcheol nods gratefully.

“I’ll leave you to wash up now, that drive was long enough that I want to take a shower,” Jungsu says. “When you’re done washing up, just head up to my room via the staircase in the middle of this wing. The Cat zodiac bearer’s room is all the way at the end of the hallway.”

Seungcheol nods his understanding and Jungsu leaves the room, closing the door behind him. Seungcheol takes a deep breath when he’s finally alone, letting the situation sink into him. This is going to be his home for the foreseeable future, and these are the people he’s going to have to live with for the rest of his life.

It’s a daunting thought, but Seungcheol steels himself for it. He at least hopes he’ll be able to get along with everyone else.

The time passes quickly when Jihoon is able to settle into a routine. He wakes up in the mornings, feeling like death personified, and goes to the kitchen for breakfast, where he warms up his brain by deflecting probing questions asked by the others and staunchly not reacting to the thinly veiled barbs shot his way.

He exchanges polite conversation with everyone as much as he can, the Jimin mentioned the first night being Park Jimin, Taehyung’s best friend. He learns that along with Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, and Jimin, Taehyung is part of a budding coven, which normally has ten people.

He’s pretty sure that Jonghyun, Minki, Aron, Minhyun and Dongho are part of some secret group as well, but doesn’t want to risk Minki’s wrath to ask until he has Jeonghan here to buffer as well as Dongho.

Speaking of Dongho, Jihoon has gotten into the habit of sending him snippets of audio, and the older does the same, exchanging advice and criticism about their work. It has helped him improve the standards of his tracks a lot, and Jihoon is pleased.

After breakfast, he holes himself up in the studio, closing the secret door behind him so no one knows where he is. He works in the studio until dinner, when his stomach drives him back to the kitchen after he forgets to eat lunch, as usual.

After dinner, he explores the manor, trying to find more secret rooms. So far, he’s been in the music room one, and he’s pretty sure that the recreation room has one as well. He knows that there should be some kind of sign telling him where the secret rooms are, but he hasn’t found it yet.

When he’s tired, he goes to any place with a high concentration of cats, playing with them to pass the time. Gongju and her mate come up to him often, meowing and pawing at him until he plays with them. The chocolate brown cat with white markings that Jihoon always saw around Seungcheol keeps his distance, and is usually perched on one of the platforms close by, observing Jihoon.

The days pass like that, and before he knows it, Jisoo is about to arrive.

To: three years is up!!

orange is the new black: jihoon, i’ll be heading down in a few days. jeonghan’s still busy closing a deal but he’s coming a few days after i am.

say moo: thank fuck

say moo: i need jeonghan-hyung here to buffer minki-hyung. i’m about to go insane.

I’M A CHICKEN: minki-hyung still isn’t happy, huh?

say moo: apparently he’s going to remain unhappy until we give him an adequate explanation, but i don’t know if we’re allowed to talk about that yet.

orange is the new black: …i think we’ll withhold that information for now, yeah? i don’t trust them fully yet. there’s new people too, so god knows what they can spread with that information if they have ill intentions.

say moo: alright. it’ll be good to finally have people on my side in the manor. i’ll inform them tonight about you guys arriving soon.

That night, Jihoon does as he said, informing the table at large that Jisoo and Jeonghan would be arriving within the next few days. Jonghyun and Minhyun exchange glances with each other, as does Taehyung and Namjoon, which does not go unnoticed by Jihoon, but he chooses to remain silent on the matter.

“Finally. I was wondering whether what you told us that first night was a lie. Good to see I’m wrong,” is all Minki says on the matter, and Jihoon is once again out of the kitchen as soon as he is able, hearing the kitchen break out into low whispers when he’s gone.

He briefly wonders if he should stay by the door to listen about what they’re talking about, but rejects the idea. One of the witches would probably sense him, or something. He’s pretty sure Jonghyun’s group is hiding some power as well.

From the past few days he’s been able to observe that whatever Namjoon’s growing coven knows, Jonghyun’s probably doesn’t, and vice versa. Everyone’s keeping secrets from each other because they don’t know what each other’s exact goals are apart from finding out happened to Seungcheol, and because they don’t know how much they can say.

However, in terms of interactions, Jihoon would have to say that the coven is maintaining a rather neutral stance, while Jonghyun, Minhyun and Minki are more standoffish towards him.

Still, the manor is filled with tension, and Jihoon doesn’t like it. He misses the times when Seungcheol was there, tying everyone together. He remembers letting Seungcheol bug him when he was trying to compose, or when he was trying to read a book in peace.

He thinks of Seungcheol’s bright eyes when he beams at someone, and the way the townspeople always greeted him with love whenever they wandered into town. He thinks about the quiet times spent together just lounging on the couch while the others made a mess of the recreation room.

He thinks about anything and everything that Seungcheol reminds him of, and in that moment, he is filled with the most intense longing and grief, all the more determined to find out what happened to Choi Seungcheol and give that man a piece of his mind for causing them to worry so much.

Shaking his head to free himself from his thoughts, he continues down the hallway and going up the grand staircase, walking to the recreation room, where he’s been concentrating his efforts for the past few days.

He enters the room, switching on the lights. He’s been combing through the room inch by inch, and has yet to find anything out of place or hidden. The recreation room is filled with bean bags and the most comfortable couches, along with every game system currently on the market.

Jihoon continues on to the shelves places between the windows, where rows of game CDs and board games and card games are lined, and continues what he’s been doing for the past few days. He removes the things on each shelf one by one, making sure there’s no protrusions from the wall.

As he does so, he grumbles to himself, “Why did I have to find that secret room? I have to lug a chair every-fucking-where now because I’m not tall enough to reach the fucking top shelf. I should wait until Mingyu comes and make him do the rest of the shelves.”

He’s moved onto a bookshelf that has books concerning tactics about different games (he saw a few Minecraft books that he’s keeping in mind to read for later) when the chair tilts after he climbs onto it. He stumbles and jumps off just as he’s about to fall back first.

Kneeling down onto the floor, and moving the chair away, he sighs when he notices a small circular panel on the floor. Seeing as just pushing that one switch didn’t do anything, he heaves the beanbags around the chair away.

Just as he’d thought, he spots three more small circular panels in the floor, forming a perfect square with the one panel pressed down by the chair. He carries the chair over, placing each leg over each panel.

Going over to the shelves, he removes a thick hardcover book and drops it onto the chair seat, smiling in satisfaction as the chair sinks into the floor and a loud click echoes around the room. The wall opposite the one with the television mounted on it shifts backwards and to the side, revealing a door.

Just to make sure, Jihoon goes over to the door leading to the Central Wing hallway and locks the door, before returning to the now revealed hidden door. He removes the book from the chair just to see what happens, watching as the chair slowly rises and the wall move back into place.

Nodding to himself, he places the book back on the chair and waits for the door to appear again, before he opens it and enters. Just like the one in the music room, there is a staircase winding up, and the stairwell is dark and dusty.

He turns on the light and makes his way up the staircase, observing that just like the one leading to the studio, the wood of the staircase is in very good condition, despite all the dust. Opening the door at the top of the staircase, Jihoon notices that just like the studio, this one has a second door for soundproofing as well, and opens it and turns on the lights as well.

He then just stands there, gaping at the miniature theatre that greets him, with a large wall-to-wall viewing screen on the opposite wall. The seats are couches, the same ones as those in the recreation room downstairs, and when Jihoon looks up, there’s a projector mounted on the ceiling to project the films on the screen.

There’s dust everywhere, like he’d expected, but a fucking movie theatre? This was nowhere near whatever he was expecting to find in a hidden room. “Fuck, at this rate I’m going to need to carry a portable vacuum cleaner,” Jihoon says to himself, after sneezing thrice in a row.

He leaves the room, turning off all the lights behind him. When he’s out on the staircase landing, he pulls out his phone, typing as he walks down.

To: three years is up!!

say moo: I found a movie theatre this time.

i’m a horse and look like one: say what?

say moo: a fucking movie theatre

i love bananas: they had a movie theatre at home and we didn’t know???

say moo: yes

I’M A CHICKEN: oh my god

im THE dawg: what happened why is kwannie yelling in my ear

im THE dawg: oh what the hell are you serious

orange is the new black: language, choi hansol. but yes, the sentiment is the same for me.

I’M A CHICKEN: if you find a karaoke room i don’t care where i am or what im doing, im coming down immediately

He snorts, exiting the secret room after switching off the lights, removing the book from the chair and putting everything back to rights. He unlocks the door and exits the recreation room entirely, making his way back to his room, scrolling through social media as he walks.

After Seungcheol is done washing up, he exits the room, climbing up the staircase slowly and finding himself in a hallway similar to the one on the lower floor. Only, instead of just whiteboards hung on the walls on the right of each door, there are wooden nameplates nailed into the doors, with an animal intricately engraved on each one.

He walks down the hallway, darting left and right to look at the different nameplates and whiteboards. At the end of the hallway is a door with a cat nameplate, as well as a whiteboard that has Jungsu’s name on it with angel wings as a backdrop.

He knocks on the door with trepidation, and after a moment the door opens. “Come in!” Jungsu calls, and Seungcheol peeks his head around the door. Jungsu smiles when he sees him, closing a leather-bound book and placing it on the table.

“What’s that?” Seungcheol asks curiously. “Oh, this?” Jungsu looks down at the journal. “It’s a journal, where I write my thoughts in whenever I have time,” Jungsu explains. “Each generation of Cat bearers tend to keep journals because sometimes it’s good to write things down,” Jungsu says, gesturing to the rows of shelves that are along a wall.

“Because a lot of them are old, they fall apart easily under direct sunlight, so I keep them in these cupboards with no glass, so they don’t get damaged. I also have a dehumidifier in each cupboard to make sure they don’t become mouldy,” Jungsu tells him.

“It’s weird, though. I only have the journals from the Cat bearer five generations back to now. I can’t seem to locate the journals prior to that generation’s. Anyway, here, these are the ones I’ve filled in in the years I’ve lived here,” Jungsu says, opening one cupboard, showing him the row of leather-bound books slotted in neatly next to each other.

“Woah,” Seungcheol gasps, looking to Jungsu for permission before taking one. He flips through it quickly before putting it back, feeling as if he’s intruding on Jungsu’s privacy. Jungsu closes the cupboard after he makes sure everything is in place.

“Come on, I’ll show you the rest of the manor. The East wing is simple enough, all of the rooms are similar to the ones you’ve seen,” Jungsu leads the way out of the room, and Seungcheol dutifully follows, trailing the old man.

They head out into the hallway and through the door that leads to the Central Wing, and Jungsu points out the various rooms to him as they pass. “There’s the music room, and that one is the recreation room. The one opposite the music room is an office to do work in, and the one opposite the recreation room is an art room.”

“The other rooms, you can discover on your own,” Jungsu tells him. “I have to show you some other stuff later, too.” They walk to the other end of the Central Wing’s main hallway, where a door is closed.

“Welcome to my pride and joy, the West Wing of Zodiac Manor,” Jungsu says proudly, opening the door to reveal the largest library Seungcheol has ever seen inside a house. Well, granted, it was a manor, but still.

“Woah.” Seungcheol walks into the West Wing, eyes darting in all directions as he beholds the sheer number of shelves in the wing. Instead of rooms, the entirety of the wing is a library, with three floors. In between shelves, there are numerous reading nooks along the wall, framed by large windows to let in the sunlight.

There is a staircase leading up to the third floor and another down to the first floor in front of the door, and another across the wing. There is also one in the middle of the wing, and each row of shelves has a mobile ladder.

“The books are all arranged depending on whether they’re fiction or non-fiction, then by author. The non-fiction books are arranged according to topic as well,” Jungsu tells him, smiling at the younger’s reaction.

“We also have a section focusing on all the lore anyone has ever collected regarding the zodiacs,” Jungsu informs him in a more serious tone, catching Seungcheol’s attention. “You mean…” Seungcheol trails off, to which Jungsu nods, understanding the unsaid question.

“Yes. This is the largest collection of books regarding the curse. Whatever anyone has ever published, be it in a research paper or in a book, fiction or non-fiction, we have it. No matter how ridiculous the things they write are, we have it. After all, even the most nonsensical things can have kernels of truth in them.”

Jungsu points out the section to him, all the way at the other end of the wing. Seungcheol itches to go and check out what books the library has to offer, but refrains from it for now. He has all the time in the world to explore the West Wing.

“That’s all for the inside of the house, now I’ll give you a tour of the outside,” Jungsu says, leading Seungcheol back out of the library and down the grand staircase. Seungcheol remains quiet, a thought having occurred to him.

“Harabeoji, what would have happened if I’d refused the bracelet? If I’d refused taking on the curse as the Cat zodiac bearer?” Seungcheol asks, and Jungsu halts in his tracks. “…you would have changed anyway when the time came. Once you’re chosen, there’s no stopping the curse. All I would have had to do was wait for you to change, inform your parents, then take you away.”

Seungcheol stares at Jungsu in shock. The old man turns to him with a sorrowful expression. “I wouldn’t have gotten to say goodbye?” Seungcheol asks softly. Jungsu nods, and elaborates.

“The best time to take someone who doesn’t want to accept the curse is when they’re changed, because it’s harder for them to run away when they’re not used to their new form. And once they’re within the barrier, they can’t escape.”

“That- that’s just cruel!” Seungcheol exclaims, to which Jungsu sighs and says, “Well, a lot of the world doesn’t care if they’re cruel to Cat zodiac bearers or not. It’s partly for their own protection as well. Cat zodiac bearers aren’t treated well outside of this town, Seungcheol-ah. You’ve heard of the reputation we carry.”

Seungcheol falters, recognising what Jungsu is saying to be true. He’d heard the townspeople talk about harabeoji when they’d recognised the bracelet he wore. With no argument, Seungcheol falls silent again, and Jungsu continues walking, Seungcheol following quietly.

“This is the kitchen,” Jungsu tells him softly as they enter, and Seungcheol looks up from his thoughts, observing the happenings of the kitchen. “That man manning the stoves over there is the chef for my generation, Kim Jaejoong. His protégé, the one rolling the dough at the counters, is Park Jisung.”

Upon hearing their names, the two look up from whatever they were in the process of doing. “Jungsu-hyung! Giving the tour, I see,” Jaejoong says, wiping his hands clean and turning the fire on the stove low. Jisung does the same, patting his hands clean of flour and washing them.

Seungcheol bows low, greeting the two. “My name is Choi Seungcheol, please take care of me!” Jaejoong laughs and replies, “No need to stand on formality, kid. We’re all family around here.” Meanwhile, Jisung bows back as well, introducing himself. “I’m Park Jisung! Let’s get along well!” Seungcheol nods to both replies, smiling.

“Alright, alright, I’m sure the two of you still have a lot to do. I’ll continue on with the tour and let the two of you get back to your work, eh?” Jungsu says, to which the chef and chef-in-training nod in understanding, going back to their work.

Jungsu leads Seungcheol across the kitchen to the back door, which connects to the gardens and beyond that, the woods behind the manor. “This is the gardens of the manor, where we have all kinds of things growing here, from herbs used in cooking, to those used in potions, as well as flowers and fruits.

“The current gardener is Kim Junsu, and his protégé is Kim Taehyung. They’re probably somewhere in this maze right now, I’ll introduce you to them later during dinner,” Jungsu tells him, showing him the hedge-maze that was Taehyung’s idea, who is, apparently, a witch that specializes in plants and potions. They walk through the well-worn paths of the gardens to the iron-wrought gate built in the brick wall.

“Remember when I mentioned the lands surrounding the manor in the car? That treeline over there is the beginning of the woods,” Jungsu says as he opens the gate, “The manor lands extend all the way until the barrier, which is the town boundary. Of course, the woods extend past that, but we only own the land up until the barrier.”

They stand at the treeline, enjoying the breeze and the sounds of nature. A cat emerges from deep within the woods, coming up to them for scratches. Seungcheol obliges gladly, squatting down to stroke down its back and between its ears.

“That about concludes the tour, I should think. There are rooms I didn’t tell you much about, because those are mainly for witches and practitioners to use, but there’s two more things I have to tell you. There are many hidden rooms in the manor, some of which I probably haven’t found yet.

If you find them, you get to do whatever you want to them. Contractors and builders are always sworn to secrecy via confidentiality agreements as well as the best lawyers we can find. Of course, you can try building whatever you want by yourself as well.” Jungsu leans against a tree, looking at the view the manor presents against the backdrop of the setting sun.

“Lastly, I have to show you how to open the Cat’s bedroom door. I opened the door for you earlier, but this is a trick all Cat zodiac bearers have to learn. No one else knows how to open our door, so keep it that way, alright?” Jungsu tells him, moving back in the direction of the manor.

Giving the cat one last scratch, Seungcheol stands up, following Jungsu back into the manor and to the door of the Cat zodiac bearer’s room. “Why does the Cat zodiac bearer’s bedroom door require so much effort to open it?”

Jungsu shrugs at the question. “I think one of the previous generations must have been very paranoid. It’s been like this for three generations at least.” Seungcheol frowns, dissatisfied with that explanation.

They come to a halt in front of the bedroom door in question, and Jungsu changes the topic, focusing on teaching Seungcheol how to open the door. “You can’t open this door in the usual fashion,” Jungsu shows him, pushing the door handle like they do for other doors. It doesn’t move, indicating the door is clearly locked.

“What you need to do is to push this panel here, which has this symbol etched into it,” Jungsu points out a panel on the door itself, which has a triangle-shaped triskelion when Seungcheol looks closer at the symbol about half the size of the nail of his pinky.

“Then nudge the one on the doorframe over here with your elbow, and push the door handle upwards,” Jungsu continues, showing Seungcheol each step in detail. With a click, the door opens.

“If you’re inside the room, there’s a button on the floor you can step on to the left of the door. To exit, just step on that button and open the door normally.” Jungsu points to the button on the floor, almost indistinguishable from the regular wood flooring if not for its odd shape, then closes the door, the locks engaging once again.

“Now you try.”

10 August 2010, Tuesday

Apparently all Cat zodiac bearers start a journal, so this is me starting one.

I’ve met almost all of the people living in the manor permanently, I think. There’s the previous generation, Park Jungsu, Jung Yunho, Kim Jaejoong, Kim Junsu, Park Yoochun and Shim Changmin, and then there’s my generation, which has me, Kim Namjoon, Park Jisung, Kim Taehyung, Hwang Minhyun and Min Yoongi.

If there’s regularly so many people living here, an outhouse may be a good idea.

Maybe a treehouse?

[chapter two end]

three

[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

"If you say I love you, really loudly three times, your wish will come true." - Jun

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: jun’s kinda like a genie, but not really (or should i say jun-ie) ↬ tags: non-idol! jun, gn! reader, ft. non-idol! the 8 and mentions of other seventeen members ↬ word count: 670 words

“I have something special prepared for you.” Jun handed you a blindfold. You looked at him with surprise. “I’ll put it on for you.” You saw his lips twitching and you immediately knew that he was trying to either suppress his excitement, or he was about to pull a prank on you. “This better not be a prank, Moon Junhwi.”

“It isn’t!” The black material covered your eyes and you were left pretty vulnerable. “Jun! Where did you go?” You slightly panicked because he would highkey leave you stranded at the park. You reached out blindly (no pun intended) and you felt something tickle your legs. “Hehe. I’m still here.”

“You scared me!” You crossed your arms, looking nowhere in particular. “D-do I need to walk somewhere? This isn’t a prank right?” You asked again, moving your legs to feel the uneven ground. “Move four times to the right.” You hesitated but followed his instructions. “Okay, then move backwards 6 steps.” His voice sounded distant and you gingerly felt the ground with your sneakers.

“Ya! Junhwi! Am I going to fall into a sand pit or something like that?” You vaguely remembered a sandpit and a playground somewhere. “What’s one thing you wish for right now?” This time without thinking you said, “I wish to raise a dog with you.”

“If you say I love you, really loudly three times, your wish will come true.” You could hear the teasing tone and you rolled your eyes. “For real?” It wasn’t a question, but more of a statement. “I love you. I love you. I love you. Now, can I take it off?” You gestured to the blindfold. “Wait. One last instruction. Turn around and remove the blindfold.” Your heart beat in trepidation as you anticipated something. With slightly trembling hands, you pulled it off and squinted as your eyes adjusted to the sunlight.

“Jun?” You rubbed your eyes and the next thing you knew you felt something furry and alive being passed to you. “Surprise!” Jun and Minghao cheered. You looked down at the small Jindo puppy in your hands and let out a squeal. “The both of you! Did you…? You…?” You couldn’t contain your happiness and you set the squirming puppy down.

“You like it?” Jun and Minghao came closer to you and reached out to stroke the puppy. “How…? When did you two have the time to get it?” You looked at them incredulously. “Jun hyung saw him at the adoption centre the other day and he knew that he had to adopt this little fella.” Jun playfully nudged Minghao, as if trying to get Minghao to zip it, “Hey hey hey. Don’t say too much Hao.” You leaned forwards and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

“Aish, you two should get a room!” Minghao made a face and got up, smiling as he did. “I’m going to go back to the dorms. Have a fun day out!” He left as suddenly as he came. You bade goodbye to him and turned your attention back to the little puppy. “What should we name it?” Jun wondered aloud.

“That’s not the important question now. How did you know that was my wish though? I never really mentioned it to anyone.” You purse your lips and thought hard about it.

“You told everyone in the 96 line but me. I had to find out through Seungkwan, who found out through Joshua hyung who found out through Hoshi—” He raised an eyebrow as he animatedly spoke. “Wait what? I swear I only told Woozi.”

“Only Woozi? What about me?” Jun pouted and you gave him a hug in apology. The pupper excitedly yipped as you explained to him, “I was going to get one after I got this month’s pay, and maybe surprise you. But I guess you beat me to it. You’ve made my wish come true in a way.”

“You better tell me all your wishes. And I still can’t believe you would tell Woozi rather than me!”

[vetted by pp-bv on 19.09.21]