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Alright, first part is officially finished! A request sent to me by a wonderful user that will be tagged. In the meantime, here is part 1 of

Sweater Weather (part 1)

part 2

Summary: you borrow Ford’s sweater when it gets cold

content warnings: fluff, smut, reader is fem/afab and uses she/her pronouns, minors do not interact!

Gravity Falls wasn’t a sunny paradise. Despite what the brochures and fake marketing wanted you to believe. Sure the summers there were nice. After all, living in Oregon meant getting a perfect balance of each of the seasons as they came. So, that meant hot, sunny summers and cold, bitter winters.

You did not take this into account when you first moved to Gravity Falls two years ago. Sure, you had some sweaters and pants good enough for the colder months, and you would think that living in the same place for two years would warrant you enough time to go shopping to acquire a proper wardrobe. But you, special as you were, had an extraordinary knack for forgetting things- giving your needs the old ‘eh, I’ll do it tomorrow’ and the next thing you know, winter had passed with you surviving on the tattered blankets and fireplace in your home.

Now was the end of fall, the day after Halloween- not to be confused with the iconic Gravity Falls tradition of Summerween- and while it had been chillier out it was now getting dangerously into nipping cold territory. And your boyfriend, as practical as he was, has not stopped having to remind you.

“Dear, don’t you think you’ll be cold going out in.. that?”

You paused, looking over your shoulder at him. He quickly stiffened.

“N-not that, I’m trying to tell you what to wear. I-I would never-! You’re free to dress how you wish I’m just..” he awkwardly cleared his throat. “worried.”

You chuckled, pulling on your lightweight cardigan over your top. “I know you wouldn’t. I’ll go shopping tomorrow, okay?”

You reassured him softly, walking up to give him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You’ve been saying that everyday since October 5th.”

You rolled your eyes and grinned, shoving your hands in your pockets. “Psh, oh come on, there’s no way I’ve been saying it every day-“

Ford reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a little booklet, one of those pocket colanders and flipped to the page with the current month, or well, month that just passed yesterday on it.

“Actually you have, I’ve been keeping track to see when you would actually follow through on your word.”

He explained somewhat smugly before tucking it back into his pocket, revealing your annoyed but.. slightly impressed face. Of course, only the Stanford Pines would keep track of something like that.

You gave him a look but he wouldn’t put away that stupid (cute) grin on his face and brushed past him towards the front door of the Mystery Shack. You and Soos were all going out to get some food shopping done since the kitchen was ransacked by vengeful gnomes yesterday when Stan refused to give any of them candy.

“Bein’ freakishly short and wearing dumb hats all year round doesn’t make you eligible now scram!”

Soos came out from the staff room having finished putting away the rest of the cheap Halloween decorations that were more than halfway from falling apart, but of course, your boss refused to buy any new ones till they were ‘as old as he and his brother’ which you found humorous.

Dusting his hands off each other with a proud smile, Soos closed the door behind him and sighed. “Huh, there, that ought to do it! Oh hey other Mr Pines!” He beamed and waved at Ford, seeming surprised but pleased to see him out in the open. Ford awkwardly shuffled his feet and returned his wave with a small smile.

“Ah.. Greetings, Soos. And, please, you can call me Ford, it’s a lot less formal don’t you think?”

“Oh no way dude. I respect you and Mr Pines wayyyy too much to do that.” Soos stated in a somewhat more serious tone, crossing a hand in front of him.

Ford chuckled, both amused and flattered that he thought that highly of him and his brother. “Very well then.” He shrugged, watching as Soos joined you, who had their hand on the knob as you waited semi-paitently at the front door.

“You ready to rock and roll dude?” He asked, twirling his keys around his finger.

You nodded. “Uh huh!” You turned your head back to Ford “see ya in a bit, sweetie!”

Ford smiled and returned your wave as you closed the door behind you and Soos. Even though you and Ford had been together for a good few months now, he still got a bit giddy at the feeling of you calling him sweet pet names like that. He wasn’t all that used to having someone consistently dote on him in that way, plus, you just made him weak in the knees. No matter what you did. He found you absolutely irresistible. He sighed, shaking off his wandering thoughts and opened the vending machine door, as he had important business to attend to down in his lab today. And he didn’t want any distractions whatsoever.

A little while after, Ford was tinkering away in his lab, experimenting with a new device he had been drafting blueprints for, and keeping notes on what seemed to work.

“Hm… fascinating..” he hummed to himself, a pleased smirk spread across his face as he ran another successful test. He was pulled quickly from his thoughts when there was a knock at the door, but didn’t cease writing.

“Yes, come in!” He called, eyes not tearing away from the his journal pages.

From the other side of the door, you smiled of relief. Happy to hear your boyfriend’s voice after a long day, even though it was mostly shopping, it wasn’t like it was any fun shopping. You gently and carefully opened the door to his workshop, always making sure to be cautious in your step when doing so since you never could really predict what kind of strange anomaly or new device that would be coming your way. Thankfully today however, it was just a few pieces of forest crystals that sat at his desk beside his furiously writing hand. You cleared your throat and approached behind him, standing with your hands clasped in front of your lap.

Ford hummed curiously, looking back over his shoulder and instantly brightening when he saw it was you. “Ah! Greetings, my dear! How was your excursion with Jésus?”

You giggled. “It’s just Soos. And it was great! We got everything on our list and then some… I also got you something~” you rocked back on your heels as a playful tone rang in your voice to which he perked up. Ford turned his body now towards you, resting one hand on his knee and tilting his head to one side inquiringly.

“Really?”

You nodded, reaching into your pocket to reveal a small white cloth bag which had a label in black cursive on them that read ‘Old Timey Style Jelly Beans’.

Ford chuckled and took the bag from you, prying it open with his two index fingers and peering inside. “Thank you, my dear. Although, you really didn’t have to get me anything.” He said, glancing back up at you through his glasses.

You shook your head. “I always have to get you something! I like doing it, it’s nice to see your face when I come home with something for you! Besides, you hardly ever leave here as it is, I might as well do all your shopping at this point.” You insisted, resting a hand on Ford’s shoulder to steady yourself as you took a seat on his lap, taking advantage of the openness of his current leg position. He grew shy, smiling and looking away from you with a soft blush in his cheeks.

“Ah… yes, well.. um..” he cleared his throat “thank you.” He snuck a hand around your waist to keep you upright on him, bringing his head back up to face you so that you could properly see him. You peered over his shoulder to look at his desk, eyeing the new paragraphs of cursive that filled journal number four.

“What’cha working on?” You chirped. Ford beamed.

“Ah! I’m glad you asked!” He swiveled around in his chair, keeping hold of you in his lap and setting the jellybeans aside. “I’m testing a new invention of mine that I’ve had in the works for a while. I just didn’t have the pieces to do it until now…”

as he rambled on, explaining his newest discovery, you couldn’t help but accidentally tune out his words, sure you were listening, you could hear him talking, but your processing gears were occupied by the gleam in his eyes and the added crinkles that formed around them when he smiled in the excitement of explaining something to you. You let out an internal, dreamy sigh as you focused on the way his one hand was gesturing to all the different things on his desk and how the other gripped your waist so comfortingly. His rough, gorgeous hands…

“Dear, are you alright?”

Your breath hitched, you blinked and looked at him as a slow blush began to creep onto your face. “O-oh! Yeah um.. sorry you just… look really cute when you’re explaining your.. science-y.. stuff..” you admitted sheepishly, feeling kinda bad that you didn’t catch most of what he said.

Ford felt a little taken aback by the sudden onset of adoration, not that he minded it one bit. He just wasn’t used to it, a few months of being with someone so intimately wasn’t nearly enough time to get used to 60 ish years of barely experiencing it at all. He chuckled slightly, bringing his other hand to wrap in front of your torso, now encircling you in a cocoon of his arms.

“I-it’s quite alright, I wouldn’t have expected you to understand even if you were listening.”

He said with the utmost affection and sincerity. The words alone coming out of his mouth didn’t always sound too flattering, but they were hardly ever out of malice, especially not when it came to you. You had been learning to both deal with, and let him know when to not say anything. But right now you giggled and brushed it off, knowing exactly what he meant.

You two had a brief moment of looking into each others eyes, taking in each others soft gaze on the other. Ford had such deep, beautiful brown eyes that reminded you of the very forests that he explored so much. And you, oh, Ford could fill more than 10 journals dedicated to the sheer remarkable beauty of yours. He still couldn’t believe that in all the dimensions, all the universes, all the galaxies and all the stars in the sky that you chose to be his. And he was forever grateful for it. You both seemed to have the same idea as you leaned in closer, inching forward to gradually meet each others lips. Ford hummed and closed his eyes, the stiffness in his shoulders he didn’t even know he was holding dropped. He gripped your waist tighter and subconsciously pulled you in closer to him and you brought your hands up to his face, cupping and caressing each cheek and running your fingers along his faint stubble. Ford was still a bit of an awkward and clumsy kisser, but you were more than happy to give him as many practice opportunities as he needed. You felt a shiver run up your spine as his thumbs began to rub into the divets of your flesh, as well as the cool air of the lab hitting your skin through your thin cardigan.

“Mmm… dear..?” Ford mumbled against your lips, gently pulling you away. Your face was revealed to him in a slight pout, which he thought was adorable. But this was no time for him to swoon, he had a pressing question he almost forgot to ask you. “Did you remember to pick up something suitable for the cold?”

Your eyes widened. Oh, shoot. That’s what you forgot.

“Uhhhh…” you squinted, looking to the side to avoid his now disappointed stare. Ford grumbled. “Okay, I forgot! Ugh..” you groaned, throwing your head back.

Ford sighed and pulled your sweater sleeve up, revealing the goosebumps that littered your arm. “Darling, look at you, you’re freezing. You should get into something warmer.” He pressed, now sounding more like a worried mother than anything. You got up off his lap. “Yeah, I didn’t wanna say anything because I was hoping you wouldn’t notice but, your lab is fucking freezing.” You shivered, bringing your hands up to your forearms in a pathetic attempt to shield them. Ford chuckled and shook his head, waving you off.

“Go on, take your time, I’ll be here all evening.”

[k-zuzu]

홍중

kim hongjoong 𖹭 fem idol!reader

DESTINY.

synopsis: idol!reader is very open about her love for ateez kim hongjoong, scandal breaks, they end up together. (feat. bang chan of skz being wise.)

content: eventual smut mdni, cringe/crack, angst if u squint, strangers2friends2lovers, reader uses she/her pronouns, slow burn?, this is shit, choppy storyline lots of time skips and anticlimactic, fluffy?, lots of use of the pet name 'baby', cuddling, big sexy hongjoong, swearing, not proofread, lowercase intended. explicit warnings: in the studio couch, handjob, p in v, no prep, vanilla, unprotected, creampie, sub/dom undertones?, virgin/inexperienced reader

guide: italics in dialogues are used when they speak in korean. chat fonted dialogues are comments and exchanged texts. long blocks of dialogues are used during lives because they're not really doing anything apart from speaking!

zuzu's note: main masterlist. the girl in the picture is just a reference/icon to get the overall vibe of the "idol aesthetic." also, because it's difficult to make things neutral, i created your group and fandom's name, and also put in a groupmate's name in as placeholders because it's difficult to write without mentioning them lol.

you spent two years honing your skills as a trainee at a modest, struggling company before rising to fame as the leader of your own group, DESTINY. your impressive duality on stage, seamlessly transitioning from intense, commanding dance moves and mature raps to the charming, feminine aegyo concept, quickly won over fans. your first award was hard-earned for your sultry debut song titled "Sit." (in which you would subtly imply that you want to sit on someone's face).

you, in particular, gained a significant international following because of your hilarious bedroom lives where you would often deliver sassy comebacks to fans, showcase your impressive english language skills, and share random chatter that fans couldn't help but love. Initially, you became known for your goofy on-screen personality. however, as your talents and stage presence shone through, it was no surprise that people fell for you.

DESTINY has cemented their status as THE 5th generation girl group, making waves in the music industry. numerous renowned idols you adored in the past (one of which, was Kim Hongjoong) have taken notice of your group's bold lyrics and praised your distinctive style and captivating concept.

one day, you decide to hop onto instagram to go live and have a casual chat with your dedicated fans, also known as fates, during a brief pause from rehearsing the dance routine for your upcoming comeback album titled "idgaf." despite having beads of sweat clinging to your forehead and being slightly winded from the dance, you maintain a casual conversation with your viewers;

"so, a few days ago i was on my phone and i was watching these uh, these compilations of other idols talking about me—" you pause to catch your breath and slightly chuckle at how ridiculous you sound. "someone made one of those cute videos on youtube." you repeat in korean. "my favorite part was when they showed ateez reaction to me casually rapping that one part in WORK during one of my lives..." you took a deep inhale and looked away as you thought about it some more. "hongjoong-sunbaenim was sooo, aaaagh! he was— i mean, okay, so, don't like, make a big deal out of this, but i had a hugeeee crush on him for so long, so long, like, before i debuted, i swear, his charizzma is unmatched!!! aaaaaGH, he COMPLIMENTED MY RAPPING IN THE VIDEO! and then i began to wonder if, like, was my rapping even good? damn, i could've done better if i knew hongjoong-sunbaenim would watch it. he was also, actually my inspiration as a leader and a producer..."

you continued chattering on, unaware that your manager would soon reprimand you for discussing that particular topic, citing potential negative consequences. however, it wasn't a major issue, since your fans actually valued your candidness. sure, there were a few hateful remarks scattered among the positive comments, but many responded positively, with remarks such as:

"help she's so real 😭"

"waaah, wishing i was hongjoon rn"

"she can't have hongjoong! he is dating atiny" — "she is atiny tho?" someone replied.

"totally ship them" and it was all enough to make your day.

it's not too long before you come across a reel on instagram that many fans tagged you in; hongjoong reacting to a clip of you simping over him on your livestream. your heartbeat picked up its pace and you sat up properly, raising the volume on your phone as you mentally prepared yourself for the video.

"yahh, i already saw this." he says and you pause the video. fuck. you play it again. "honestly, i thought it was a bit cute." you blush and kick your feet until he speaks again. "it's rare to see junior idols showcasing their admiration for their seniors, but it's really nice, i really like it... especially when they admire me," he shows a heart to the camera. "y/n, if you're watching this, please continue to show your love and support to ateez!"

you were a little disappointed because he seemed to spin it off that you were just a supportive junior/atiny, but you decided to brush it off.

weeks pass and the topic dies down until a photo of you and hongjoong chatting while he signed your album at their fansign event was spreading around the internet and rumors began — you didn't think it would be hidden since it was a public event, but you also didn't think that it would be a scandal. it's your first time being able to chat with hongjoong at all and the dating rumors are just ridiculous. your manager gives you the go signal and you decide to address the rumors by going live in your iconic bed, the lights are dim and you're bare faced, wearing glasses —

"helllooo..." you adjusted the camera at the foot of the bed and you laid on your stomach in front of it. "yesterday... i met kim hongjoong-sunbaenim of ateez..." you paused as you thought about what to say next — you didn't want a script, you wanted to stay yourself: authentic and genuine.

"and today, i was very disappointed because many fates say that we are dating and expressed their hatred for the idea... i would like to point out that i only admire him now as my senior and inspiration for being an idol! i would like to address that, honestly, the dating rumors are a bit ridiculous just because i said i had a crush. it was my first time meeting hongjoong-sunbaenim," your tone was a bit defensive and pouty, you paused as you fiddled with your earring and stared at the camera, snivveling.

"it was my very first time meeting him, it was awkward. more awkward than if he was with a regular fan, maybe because i am an idol and i expressed my admiration for him very publicly, but he was very kind and considerate about it. he really expressed his appreciation for me as his junior and atiny and that was the extent of our interaction. i hope you guys don't spread rumors like this again even if it's true, it would be private business and you shouldn't gossip about someone's love life like this. if you guys like it so much, i suggest you guys focus on your own." you make a light joke of the situation, slightly hoping you don't get hate for that as well. soon after that live, you posted a selfie you took with hongjoong at the fansign event with the caption "forever atiny! 🫶" and you decided to stop and stray away from the whole hongjoong topic because you didn't want to cause him any more trouble.

luckily, after that, many fates decided to come forward and be more open as they showed a lot of support for you and hongjoong.

"this is ridiculous! she shouldn't have to address those dumb rumors, please respect them! they are idols, your baseless rumors could ruin their career."

"i feel so bad for her and hongjoong. i love their innocent chemistry and i believe they should interact more often! male and female idols should be able to interact without being "accused" of dating. like she said, even if they are, it is none of our business! so sad that she'll probably have avoid him after this. so disappointed in whoever made the rumors."

months later, your group and ateez both were in Chicago, USA for your comeback world tour at the same time and while you were there, you decided to attend their concert and you screamed at the top of your lungs and went along every fan chant like a pro, you were far away from the stage so there were no hopes of being noticed — since it was convenient, your managers decided that your group and ateez should collaborate on dances of your comeback title songs, and naturally, you and hongjoong were paired together by your managers in hopes of using this dance as a warning for fans not to mess with the two of you. much to your convenience, the title track of your comeback album is "idgaf."

"hongjoong-sunbaenim!" you slightly jogged over to him and the staff and group members and bowed as deep as you could, your manager and fellow DESTINY members following close by.

"there's no need for that," hongjoong waves you off as you came back up and you chuckle slightly as you awkwardly look around the silent room — you often gossiped with your members about how you'd 'let hongjoong do things to you' among other questionable remarks, and right now you silently hope they wouldn't say a word about it. "i already learned the dance earlier, it's really good! i heard you choreographed it? " hongjoong attempts at small talk and you nod politely in response, holding your hands together, noticing the ateez members behind him glancing at you guys, whispering, and chuckling.

"yes, it took me a month to perfect the choreography before i taught my members." you explain, but before hongjoong could continue, one of the staff unknowingly interrupts your chat.

"okayyy, let's get started! in your positions, please."

you guys complete the dance on the second take, and once it was posted, the fans absolutely adore your chemistry (just as you did) they fawn over the idea of you and hongjoong together (just as you did).

after the posting of the dance, you have a casual live featuring your group mate, nina, who also spoke english. the theme; "doing face masks in my bed and eating ramen." during that very live, you receive a notification while your friend talks to the viewers. you picked you your phone to check what it was, your heart almost literally stopped.

kim hongjoong...

was...

following you back on instagram.

your eyes almost popped out of your head and you let out a really long high pitched screech.

"what? " nina looks at you, befuddled but laughing at your odd reaction. after a few seconds you still don't respond to her as you kick your feet. "ya, what is it? " she attempts once again and lean over your shoulder to check your phone but you slam it down on the bed. you slowly turn to her, trying and failing to contain your smile as you whisper so the audience couldn't hear.

"hongjoong-sunbaenim is following me on instagram..."

her eyes widen and she smiles. "are you sure?" she asked in a high pitched voice and you nodded frantically, showing her your phone. her smile widens and the two of you couldn't hold it in anymore — you both begin squealing and grabbing each others hands live and the fate's comments kept coming in.

"what are you two talking abouttt???"

"i didn't hear what she said!"

fans would soon understand what you were screeching about and this time, instead of dating rumors, it was "feeling" rumors. fans would gossip and speculate about how you two obviously had feelings for each other, other speculations include your "random chemistry" with hongjoong to be a marketing strategy — to always put you two together to gather more attention, likes, and fan reactions.

what they don't know is that they are correct on both accounts; because you and hongjoong so obviously had feelings each other the staff would always put you together.

the tipping point.

hongjoong posted a picture on his story of a ticket purchase to your world tour comeback concert.

the concert is coming to an end.

DESTINY is singing the encore, which is also your last chance; ever since hongjoong posted that on his story you made a plan. but you told everyone that it was in the heat of the moment when you did it. that's what you told yourself — the adrenaline, your sore muscles, your vocal cords beginning to strain, the screams of fate, the sound of your heartbeat, the thought of hongjoong. your lines in the song were coming close — before the beat drops, you skip toward the center and you raise your hand, microphone close to your mouth, you screamed.

"HONGJOONG-SUNBAENIM!" you scream out, your voice echoing through the arena. "this one's for you!" the fate fans erupt into a frenzy of deafening screams and cheers. the stunned expressions of the DESTINY members are captured on the iphone cameras held by fans. "FATE! let me hear you FUCKING SCREAM YOUR HEARTS OUT!" you shout, launching into the chorus of the song. as the beat drops and the intensity kicks in, everything around you becomes a hazy blur, and for a moment, your mind goes blissfully blank.

as the concert reaches its finale, the members of DESTINY retreat backstage to catch their breath and decompress. you immediately seek refuge in the nearest chair, plopping down and exhaling a loud, tired sigh.

"ya, y/n, what were you thinking?" nina sits on the chair next to you. "we don't know what could happen now."

that was the worst possible feeling to have as an idol. the anxiety of what comes next.

...it reminded you of the time mingi swore to jongho on a live.

"it's not that big of a deal," you say as you chug and finish an entire bottle of water. "it's to feed fate's hunger..."

"yaaah, how you think hongjoong-sunbaenim would react? " she ponders and you shrug, choosing not to think about it. despite your nonchalant demeanor, you completely regret it. 'how would everyone react?' sure, you constantly openly express your admiration for him everywhere else, but onstage was something else, 'what happened to professionalism?' you sigh and put your hand on your forehead. you're going to get in a lot of trouble with your manager now.

that nonsense yet iconic line would get you the title of the "most ballsy k-pop leader of the 5th generation " which is also the headline of the hit article that would later accuse you of being "too forward" with your "poor attempt" at bringing modern media and standards to korean culture and k-pop. back then, your line at the concert would not be acceptable, but now there are so many of your fans — your fates defending you, supporting you, and fighting all of the haters and closed fates who openly express their distaste and negativity for your unprofessional behaviour. you still believe that you deserve at least half of it.

it's no surprise that hongjoong doesn't share or post any public reaction to your iconic line of 2024, unlike you, an immature newer idol, he has been in the entertainment industry longer and is an expert on how to maintain professionalism, especially when it comes to dating scandals. agh, he probably lost his respect for you after that moment.

another few weeks pass. to your surprise, even after your unprofessional behaviour, DESTINY was invited to an award show, and during one of the performances, nature called, so you got up to head to the bathroom. in one of the hallways, the smallest of small chances and the most cliche of cliches happened. you and hongjoong stood in front of each other at the hallway that led to the bathrooms, you bow deeply and greet him softly, a bit embarrased you hunch in shame. "hello..."

"y/n-ah! " he's surprisingly relaxed, he raises a hand forward and you awkwardly double check it before high fiving him and he puts it back in his pocket. "how are you? i've actually been a bit of a fate myself these past few weeks and that thing you said at the concert wasss, wow."

'okay, so he addressed the elephant in the room just like that. was it even the elephant for him? it seemed like a koala, or... a chipmunk or something.' goes through your mind. you awkwardly chuckle and push your hair away from your face. "yeah... i'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable, i've regretted it ever since—"

"no! you don't have to be. it was cool. really cool. i liked it." he says. his cute, reassuring smile remains and you can't help but smile back.

"really?" you ask, you don't how pathetic you sound asking it but hongjoong liked how it came out of your mouth — your personality now is so soft-spoken and different from the "ballsy 5th gen leader" the internet made you out to be, he adored the duality. "i was actually super nervous, i was afraid you would think i ruined the face of my group or something and unfollow me on instagram..." you ramble nervously.

"ya, i would never! " he said and took his phone out. "i am a certified fate from here on out, you and are- are the fate-inies." he handed you his phone. "i was actually wondering if we can exchange contacts?" you look at him, shocked painted across your face.

"really???" you ask and don't hesitate to grab his phone. "of course!" you try your best not to sound too eager but of course, you fail. hongjoong laughs at your innocent reaction and you return his phone. he smiles, satisfied, and lifts it up and shaking the screen in front of you.

"i'll text you," he says casually. "will you reply?" you nod, trying to contain your smile because you don't wanna scare him away.

"of course! why else would i give you my number?" he makes way for you in the small hallway and mumbles a farewell as he waves his hand and he begins to walk away, you turn and watch him until he's out of sight before you run to the bathroom, slam the door behind you and scream your lungs out in the mirror. you totally lost the urge to pee and you return to your groupmates immediately after, already gossiping about what went down. later that night, DESTINY wins an award, you celebrate, and head back to your dorm, wash up and fall on your bed where you would receive a text from hongjoong.

hongjoong: "yo! congratulations on your win! i was very happy when DESTINY was announced and saw you onstage ㅋㅋㅋㅋ."

you bite your nail, thinking of your response.

you: "hi! tysm! congratulations on your award as well. it's expected of ateez-sunbaenim, i already see it coming ㅋㅋㅋ"

hongjoong: "ah, don't be like that. it's hard to live up to expectations"

you chuckle at his response. his typing style was different than you expected. you got ready to type out another response until he messaged again.

hongjoong: "btw, when r u available? we should celebrate our win together. as leaders."

your heart skips a beat... or two. is he asking you out?

you: "how about tomorrow night?"

hongjoong: "oh, no can do. ateez celebration party tomorrow with a few close friends."

you sigh and you're about to put your phone down for the night when you reel another vibration.

hongjoong: "unless u wanna come? ur more than welcome"

you: "idk, it might not be the best choice. will there be other female idols there?"

hongjoong: "uhh, ur being kinda dubious. do you want there to be female idols?"

you: "yes pls"

hongjoong: "then there will be female idols there. why? are you going to choose them over me?"

you: "ㅋㅋㅋㅋ only if the entirety of blackpink are there."

hongjoong: "it might seem crazy what i'm 'bout to say..."

hongjoong: "sorry but lisa was all we could book 4 the night"

you: "U FR?!"

hongjoong: "no"

hongjoong: "ateez is not made of gold. lisa-sunbaenim is also busy with more important matters"

hongjoong: "ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ"

hongjoong: "...are you still coming?"

hongjoong: "..."

hongjoong: "y/n?"

you: "yes! it sounds great"

hongjoong: "great. i'll send u the details, see u there ;)"

...is that a fucking winky face? you swear this man is the bane of your existence.

you go to the party alone — and surprisingly, it isn't the small gathering you expected, there were so many recognizable faces, not just of idols, but actors. the venue is a large vip lounge of an underground club in the city. the interior was obnoxious and practically made of gold —you look around and see choi san leaning on a wall, alone. he's a familiar face that you're comfortable talking with. you make eye contact across the room and you walk your way toward him confidently. "hello, sunbaenim!! congratulations on your win~" you give him a soft smile and he smiles back, taking a sip from the glass in his hand — is that brandy? you watch as he silently puts the cup down on the table next to him without so much as a thanks to your greeting, he puts his hands on each of your cheeks, and you wonder if his drunk until you're flustered as he forcibly turns your head 90° to the right.

"hyung is over there."

you easily recognize your hongjoong.

he is chatting with who you recognize to be bang chan of stray kids but your eyes just lock in on him — everyone else around is suddenly blurred and he's the only one you see. you focus on the way his lips move as he speaks, the way he softly nods — this is him when he thinks you're not watching and it's so damn hot, him being himself. the mere fact that he breathes is hot. damn, you're so in love. san chuckles at how you already forgot he was next to you, he conks you in the head and walks away.

you walk toward hongjoong and excuse yourself to their conversation. "y/n!" he says enthusiastically and places a hand around your shoulders. "bang chan, i'm sure your familiar," hongjoong says casually and he makes eye contact with someone in the room — getting distracted, he walks away. of course, it's his group's celebratoon party, you weren't the only guest he would tend to. you awkwardly look up at bang chan and wave.

"hi, sunbaenim! i really love maniac and superbowl, amazing songs!" you give him two thumbs ups and he giggles bashedly, almost blushing — you knew bangchan to alwayd be a flustered mess, he never knew how to react to compliments. "also, i subscribed to your bubble once, wowwww." you tried to make small talk and he laughed once more.

"yeahhh, i can get pretty crazy there. you know, i would also watch your lives sometimes, you're funny!" he says, and you smile.

"you really think so? aaah, i know i have a lot of cringe moments, especially when i first revealed my crush on hongjoong."

"oh yeah, no, it wasn't cringe at all! everybody in the industry already saw your chemistry from before you mentioned it. i totally support you guys haha." he speaks casually and your eyes widen.

"wh-what? support our what? what do we have? what chemistry?" you ramble and bang chan chuckles.

"relax, relax — it's nothing, just, we see your flirting here and there and you two would be so cute together. but, if you want my advise, i wouldn't recommend going public with it, honestly. DESTINY— it's DESTINY, right? you guys just debuted, i don't think having a public relationship with an idol older than you is the right career choice this early on." he says and you nod along, you totally understood where he was coming from but when you stayed silent too long for comfort, bangchan tilted his head. "hey? did i say something wrong?"

you snapped your attention back at him. "hm? yeah, i mean NO! i completely understand what you said and i agree. plus, there's nothinggg between me and hongjoong, we're just... i don't know we're, okay, so there might be a little bit of a thing, but it'll take a long time until it actually becomes something~" you giggle and bangchan giggles as well and the two of you are just a giggling mess and hongjoong comes back to join your group.

"hey, what's all the giggling about?" he moves his head to look at you, then bang chan, then you, then bang chan — "isn't this your first time being acquainted? why are you two having so much fun without me? " then bangchan just smiles, then looks at you, then hongjoong, then you, then hongjoong.

"i'll get going nowww~" he says in a goofy tone and walks away.

"what's with him?" hongjoong mutters and looks at you. "have you eaten? eat! there's plenty of appetizers and foods around—"

"hongjoong-sunbaenim," you interrupt him. "ah, no... hongjoong-oppa." you look up at him, and he stares at you, expression blank but clearly flustered at the new title he got from you. "what are we?" you decide to live up to your title as the most ballsy kpop leader of the 5th generation and he chokes on air, eyebrows raising and eyes blinking repeatedly as he processes what you said.

"um," hongjoong looks around the room nervously, maybe concerned if anyone overheard what you just said. "i... like- hm? huh? i-" he can barely get a word out and you tilt your head, maybe you shouldn't have been to forward, it was wayyy too soon.

"sorry, you don't have to answer." you say calmly and he lets out a very obvious sigh of relief and you chuckle.

"felt like i was trying to defuse a time bomb." he laughs, holding a hand over his chest and you smile as not to ruin the mood, but your next question would do just that for you.

"but... be honest, this is more than a friendship, right? " you can see his smile falter ever so slightly and the silent pause is way too long for comfort. maybe you shouldn't have asked.

"...we'll see where it goes, yeah? " hongjoong smiles. you nod in understanding and he pets your head ever-so-softly as not to ruin your hair. "let's go, let's enjoy the party."

later that night, he takes you to your dorm in the same car he is being driven home in — he waves goodbye and you bow politely. "i'll text you!" hongjoong says, loud enough for you to hear. the car drives off in the distance and you smile and wave. "i'll reply!" you yell back.

your relationship lasted in the talking stage for a few months. rumors were nonexistent because you and hongjoong didn't have to express your attraction to each other through lives and posts and stories anymore, fans assumed it was because the staff felt the tension between you two died down and stopped using it for clout, little did they know that it all began hiding behind closed doors through hundreds of flirty texts and phone calls, cute selcas, handmade gifts, ordering food for each other, occasional video calls, and personal dates throughout your busy schedule. you were practically dating now but you and hongjoong never had a label.

"so, what are you guys? " wooyoung would ask.

hongjoong takes a moment to answer as he scrolls through his laptop. "...we're in a situationship."

"aren't you a little too old to be afraid of commitment?"

"ya, bastard—"

it wouldn't take too long for your "situationship" to spread among other idols and since everyone else was pretty closed off or "careful" it was the gossip of the industry.

about 6 months into whatever you and hongjoong had; you two were alone together in the living room of his dorm, everyone else was out and about, busy tending to their own lives leaving you two were finally alone together. one of the few moments you treasured. you laid comfortably into his chest as you both focused on wonka (timothee ver.) playing on the flat screen tv. hongjoong subconsciously pets your hair every now and then and you nuzzled deeper into his chest but there was a lingering thought in your head that you have been meaning to ask.

"hongjoong-oppa..." you mumble. hongjoong humms in response — you feel the vibration of his voice against your ear that rests just above his chest. you shuffled to look at him, he glances at you, seeing that you're a bit serious, he pauses the movie and he sits up a bit. "...is it still to early to ask what we are?"

hongjoong's expression doesn't change. it makes it hard for you to read him and how he feels about the question you have been too scared to ask these past few weeks. hongjoong doesn't respond however, just looking at you with clueless eyes. you sigh, expressing your disappointment and gently push him back into his position on the couch and laid back on top of him.

"nevermind." you murmur. you don't wanna force him into rushing the relationship or do anything he's uncomfortable with, but you don't want to wait too long either. shouldn't the two of you always be on the same page? you sigh again the more you thought about it, but your thoughts were interrupted as soon as hongjoong pushed you back up into your position.

"no," he simply said. "it's not too soon. in fact, it's a little late." he began and you started listening to him, pout evident on your face. hongjoong takes a deep breath. "the truth is, i have been thinking about this topic... me and some of the members would talk about it, and they kept telling me to "put a label on it," but my response was always that i was too scared." you looked at him, brows furrowed. "i really like you, y/n. it scares me." he whispers.

"...you don't... have to be scared." you say softly.

"i know, i know—" he rubs his forehead and he lets out a deep sigh. "but a label makes it so official, y'know...? "

"i know, oppa, but if our relationship, is not going anywhere then we might as well stop now." you can feel the anger in you bubbling up. "i don't date around, you know. you said yourself that you wanted to see where this would go, it's been months and after everything we've done together, i still can't believe we're not even called boyfriend and girlfriend," you pause to take a breath and calm yourself down. "i don't want to force you anything, but i just, i can't help but think that you don't want to continue this but you're too afraid to tell me. i don't want to wake up tomorrow and you change your mind and decide that you don't want me anymore, i need to propose an ultimatum." you pause, licking your lips nervously. "if you don't want to be my boyfriend now then maybe you shouldn't be my boyfriend at all."

you rambled on like you usually do, but hongjoong doesn't want to interrupt you, he never wanted to, he loves listening to you talk, but hearing the words that came out of your mouth upset him.

"...y/n, don't get me wrong," he began. "i want to be your boyfriend and i want you to be my girlfriend, i want a label, but you have to understand that it's hard for me..." he explained calmly, voice soft.

his words don't change how you feel, and you frown. "then why? what are you waiting for—? " your words are interrupted when you feel his lips smash into yours in a soft and wet kiss, it's almost aggressive but eventually, it melts into a tender, passionate connection before pulling away. you look at hongjoong, a little dazed but befuddled. that was the last thing you expected but somehow it calmed your nerves, unlike his words. you look away from him as a blush creeps into your face — that was your first ever kiss with him. "why'd you do that..? "

"because, y/n," hongjoong softly squishes your cheeks and guides you to look into his eyes. "you're beautiful. not just physically — your personality is beautiful, your passion is beautiful... you're a wonderful person and i am very lucky to have you." you're glad that you're looking at him because you can see the sincerity in his eyes. "...and i love how much you care and i- i know that i am ready to have a label, it's just that i told you... i'm scared... but, i guess, we don't always jump into things prepared..." he says and your expression softens. you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him just a little bit closer. "y/n... can i be your boyfriend?" he asks softly.

"of course. what's wrong with you?" you playfully hit his chest and pull him into another short kiss. "i literally had a breakdown about the fact that you didn't wanna be my boyfriend and you're still asking me if i want you to be my boyfriend?" you laugh, hongjoong leans in, another small kiss.

"ya, don't tease me." he mumbles against your lips and you smile mischievously.

"or what~?" you ask, suggestively tilting your head as you look into his gorgeous eyes. hongjoong simply chuckles at your boldness and pecks your cheek, pulling you in for a proper hug and he whispers in your ear.

"don't push it," you were shocked at how deep his voice became. "i might not be able to contain myself..." he says casually and lays back down as if he didn't just leave you wet. "...right, let's continue the movie." he grabs the remote from the table and unpauses it. you just sit there, high and dry.

it's been a year since you and hongjoong have been together, fans are still unaware but catch on to random hints and slip-ups here and there but usually they are too far fetched to be considered a "soft launch" (like you accidentally calling hongjoong "oppa" on a livestream), and only ateez and DESTINY know that your relationship is official official (even your managers don't know, which made it super difficult to go on dates.)

their reactions include but are not limited to:

"finally. you two were beginning to be insufferable..." — DESTINY

"NO WAYYY!?!? THAT'S SO GREAT!!!" — Ateez

"oppaaa!" you yell loudly as you enter the dance studio hongjoong and a few of his members were practicing in. it was late at night and not many people were in the building at the time, you ran over to him and jumped in his arms.

"hi, baby! what are you doing here so late?" he kisses your cheek as he carries you by your thighs against him and you look into his eyes.

"why? can't i see my baby while he's working? " your arms are wrapped around his neck and you kiss his nose, he smiles and scrunches his nose, nuzzling it into yours like a rabbit.

"ahh, come on, you know you're my baby!" he says in a sweet aegyo voice and you giggle. he puts you down and seonghwa walks by.

"come on guys, seriously, i think i might barf..."

"i know, 'oppa, you're my baby, not just that — i want your babies~'" san decides to join in and mock you two with a skit and feigning a high pitched voice. pretending to be you and that seonghwa was hongjoong, playfully hitting his chest.

"ya, stop that, you weirdo—" seonghwa chuckles and hits san back.

you both ignore them, already used to their antics. you hold hongjoong's hands, looking into his eyes. "oppa, wanna go get a snack?"

"totally! let's go." he lets go of your left hand and holds on to your right as he leads you out the dancing studio and into the corridor. "so, where are we going?"

"what? why would i know? i thought you knew." you say, dumbfounded.

"why should i know? you're the one who suggested that we go out for a snack!" he exclaims.

"okay, okay! sooo... let's just go back to the dancing studio? " you turn around and hongjoong pauses, his smile remains the same.

"...actually, i have something else in mind." his voice is soft yet deep — you tilt your head in curiosity as he leads you to the end of the corridor and to the elevators, clicking the down button.

"...soo, are you going to tell me or..?"

"let's hang out in my studio."

this was undeniably the smartest idea Hongjoong had come up with since the beginning of your relationship (considering your surprise). it was incredibly rare for the two of you to get some precious alone time together, so you vowed to savor every single moment. laying on the couch in your favorite position (with you comfortably sprawled on top of him), a soothing silence enveloped the room, where the sound of your synchronized breathing patterns filled the air.

"'joong," you mumble, almost falling asleep, eyes closed. you shift on top of him and feel something rather peculiar down there. your eyes shot wide open. "'joong?!" you playfully hit his chest and sit up. "ya, i thought we were just chilling!"

"sorry! sorry- i couldn't help it, you were positioned so-" he pauses, staring at you as you urged him to continue with a smile and furrowed brows. "nevermind, nevermind, lay back down. it's chill, i promise."

"no," you suddenly say.

"no???" hongjoong questions. "wh- what do you mean?" he tries to laugh it off.

"i mean no, you said it was my fault. i have to help you," you innocently said and slid off of him, going on your knees on the floor.

"woah, woah, woah, wait- no, y/n, i can't let you do that," hongjoong attempts to pull you back up, but you refuse, your hands rest on his thighs, looking up at him with sparkling eyes, eagerly waiting for him to say yes. it's difficult for hongjoong to say no to that expression, he curses under his breath, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. "ahh, shit." he grumbles. "have you ever even sucked a dick, y/n?" he looks down at you, and you shake your head.

"no," you innocently respond. "but i can learn with you right? it's difficult for me to have a sex life, y'know, with our schedules and all."

"yeah, yeah…" he looks away, hand covering the flush of his cheeks.

"…wait," you suddenly stood up. "is this your way of telling me you've been sucked off before?"

"was that your way of telling me you've never been fucked before?" hongjoong quipped.

"is that your other way of telling me you've fucked someone else before?!" you shot back.

he chuckles, "c'mon, baby, this is a good thing!" he runs his hands up and down your arms, attempting to soothe your annoyance, although he's not quite sure whether you're joking or serious. "i could teach you a thing or two, you know? how does that sound, sweetheart?" he stands up and spins around, gently guiding you to sit on the couch with him. despite your earlier irritation, you can't help but giggle as he showers your face with kisses, eventually kissing your lips and coaxing you to lay down on the couch as the make-out session intensifies. he climbs on top of you, grinding his hips into yours, you whine into his kiss. "you like that?" hongjoong mumbles in between kisses, abruptly pulling away to rid of his clothing, prompting you to get rid of yours.

you were practically drooling over his cock, already waiting for him to trace it to your entrance as he wrapped his hand tightly around himself, but he didn't. instead, he leaned back on the other end of the couch, head thrown back as he pumped himself hard. as much as you were disappointed, you gotta say, what a fucking sight. the kim hongjoong was masturbating in front of you, to you. eager, you leaned forward and wrapped your hands around his hand that pumped his cock, wanting to make his job easier, hongjoong stared at you blankly for a moment, considering what he should let you do, slowly, he guided your hands to wrap around his thick girth, urging you to pump up and down, occassionally squeezing at the tip, watching as his precum escaped.

"fuck," hongjoong cursed under his breath. "ah, shit, shit, wait," he pulled your hands off of him. concerned you might've hurt him or done a bad job, you pulled away and watched as he ran a hand through his hair. "sorry, i was just so close to cumming." he mumbled, covering his face with both hands in shame.

you tilt your head, confused. "that's a good thing, though."

"no, no, i wanna make you cum first, baby…" his hand met your cheek, stroking it gently. "you want my tongue or fingers?"

"mmh, cock…" you mumbled, laying on your back and spreading your legs, showing your pretty, tight hole on fully display for him to use. "i want your cock, hongjoong…"

"fuck," hongjoong cllimbed over you and eagerly placed his tip at your entrance. who the hell was he to say no to his innocent baby? he stuck two fingers inside you, collectine some of your arousal to wrap around his cock as lubrication, "fuck, will you be able to take me?" he slowly pushed his tip inside, already struggling as your poor pussy hole fluttered around him. "baby, i don't think it'll fit-" he almost laughed.

"it'll fit!" you whined, grabbing his bare forearms. "i've fingered myself thinking about this moment many times, baby, it'll fit, make it fit, please, i want this, rip me apart, baby-"

slowly, hongjoong bottomed out inside you. the stretch stinging you — he almost came at your mere words and he didn't want to hear another second of it, so he patiently settled inside you for a moment, letting you get used to the sensation before he couldn't take it anymore. he might accidently cum inside you with the way your tight virgin hole squeezed around his long, fat cock. his pace started off slow, he pulled out at his tip before harshly slamming back inside you. you whined. "j-joong," you blubbered. "not too hard."

"okay, baby, i'm sorry," hongjoong leaned down, placing a kiss on your lips before slamming back inside you, slowly and gently. he set the vanilla pace. fuck, fuck, fuck, he was fucking you so good. you hated the thought that he had done this with other girls, but then again, if he didn't then he probably wouldn't have had the skill to fuck you like this right now.

"aah- faster," you whined and hongjoong complied, wanting nothing but to please you, to make your first time memorable. he thrust harder into you, his cock hitting your sweet spot you never even knew existed. "aah! ahhh~!" you involuntarily whined, you had never felt so good in your life, you never felt this before, the desire to reach your climax and the desire to never want this feeling to end. "i-i'm cumming, 'joong-" you whined as he fucked harder into you, abrupt thrusts, his head rested in the crook of your neck, letting out soft groans, his warm breath against your skin.

"cum for me, baby, that's right," he groaned as you squeezed tightly around him, creaming around his cock. "fuck, fuck, that's right baby…" he whispered, reaching his climax as well and painting your insides whiter than they have ever been.

"mmng…" you moaned, you couldn't get a word out even if you wanted to. too fucked out to form a coherent thought, hongjoong stayed inside of you until he softened. he pulled out, placing a kiss on your lips and nose.

"fuck, you took me so well, baby, you know that?" he made his way to face your pussy and began pushing the cum back inside your small hole. "mmh, your first time, you had a creampie? what a dirty slut you are, hmm?" he whispered, kissing the inside of your thigh before grabbing your discarded panties from the floor and sliding it back up your legs. all you could let out was a helpless whine, hongjoong dressed himself up, climbing into the couch wiht you, cuddling your naked, fucked out form into his fully clothed one. "sleep, baby, i'll clean you up at my dorm tomorrow, m'kay?"

"y'sure..?"

"yes, baby, don't worry."

[glass--beach]

what do you think sixth wave emo will sound like?

gonna be honest i feel like even the definition of fifth wave emo is a little flimsy. it includes a mix of artists that are just continuing emo revival (4th wave) without rly changing it as well as artists who are so far removed from emo that putting them under the umbrella is a little reductive. but emo is just such a polarizing genre that if there is 1% emo in a band's sound they immediately become for emo fans only.

just real quick for any followers who don't know the waves (this is off the top of my head so might not be perfect):

1st wave (late 80s): Washington DC emotive hardcore, not very far removed from post-hardcore at all, just more focused on emotions whereas post hardcore tended (at the time) to be more political. ie rites of spring, moss icon

2nd wave (90s - early 00s): the start of "midwest emo" - develops the sound further through the influence of post-rock among other things, tends to use less distortion & gentler singing. some bands became minor successes through the post-nirvana alternative rock gold rush but many were not appreciated til way after they were active. american football, capn jazz, sunny day real estate, the promise ring, mineral, etc etc etc

3rd wave (00s): what the average person knows emo to be. often known as mall emo. crosses over with pop punk frequently. this wave saw the greatest commercial success due to strong pop songwriting and slick production. spoke to a general malaise among teenagers post 9/11. my chemical romance, AFI, the used, brand new, also includes the whole "scenecore" wave towards the end of the 00s

4th wave (late 00s - mid 10s): the "emo revival". largely a reaction against the commercialization of the genre that occurred in the 3rd wave, and a revival of a more 2nd wave sound. bands in this wave tended to put out one album on a tiny label before fizzling out, and largely found success online. they also all REALLY hated 3rd wave. the world is a beautiful place and i am no longer afraid to die, snowing, the hotelier, algernon cadwallader, modern baseball (honestly i could list 4th wave bands forever it's the wave i'm most familiar with lol)

5th wave (late 10s - 20s): online, postmodern/post-postmodern, lots of influence from genres far removed from the first four waves of emo (jazz, hyperpop, folk, noise), bedroom production, digital sounds, synthesizers, odd instrument choices, autotune, pitch shifted vocals. two of the biggest influences here are Heccra and The Brave Little Abacus (i will go to my deathbed insisting TBLA is NOT an emo band though lmao). the thing is, there are bands lumped into this wave like Home is Where or awakebutstillinbed who generally have a much more 4th wave kinda sound & very few of the traits associated with 5th wave. or Origami Angel & Mom Jeans who remind me more of later 4th wave "weed emo" bands like Jank (fuck that band tho). AND THEN there's also bands here who sound more 3rd wave, like Jhariah. i'd say the bands most emblematic of a uniquely 5th wave sound (aside from the aforementioned TBLA and Heccra) are MEEEEEEEEEEEEE (glass beach), stomach book, lobsterfight, your arms are my cocoon, nouns, weatherday.

tbh the only real common thread with 5th wave is that all of these bands are friends lmao. there are very few bands I listed there that I do not know personally, some are very close friends, and the rest are like, one degree of separation from me. i believe Bea from Home is Where was the one to codify it but critics really latched onto the term because it's every critics dream to be the first to write about a new genre right as it emerges. 5th wave's variety is largely indicative of the breakup of monoculture that's been going on since the dawn of the internet, with this sort of postmodern genre collage aesthetic that has been facilitated by the increased ease of access to ALL styles of music for everyone in the world & micro-categorization of genre on sites like rym for example. i think it's going to take putting this all into historical context to really know what comes next. any new development in emo will inevitably fit under 5th wave's very broad umbrella, and as a result MANY bands in the genre reject the term. hell, the dividing lines between all of the existing waves are extremely arbitrary and there are countless exceptions to this generally accepted categorization going all the way back to the start of emo.

at this point it is genuinely impossible for there to be a 6th wave. i'm sure we'll see some new developments, some albums that shake things up, but it will take literally redefining the genre for there to be a Next Era of Emo.

if i can try to be a little deleuzian on main i predict we will see bands push the genre forward by using the components of the more uniquely 5th wave sound while not overtly referring to fifth wave (or ANY wave) at all. it'll probably take a different setting too, possibly less bedroomy, more live, maybe a more longform classical kind of approach rather than pop structure. small ensemble orchestra + autotuned screaming? tapping guitar over endlessly looping 190BPM 909 beats? otherwise by-the-numbers midwest emo bands with vocaloid singers? rapid oscillation between all of the waves, Naked City style? emo vocals with no instrumental accompaniment whatsoever? screamo jazz? 5th Wave: The Musical? Rites Of Spring meets The Rite Of Spring? fags in skinny jeans burning american flags while Courtesy of The Red White and Blue plays on a boombox? a band that's actually a tech startup that's actually a huge ponzi scheme? Talking Heads reunites but Jerry Harrison only plays in FACGCE now? drum stems from The Black Parade echoing through an abandoned parking garage? another 9/11? Emo bands that don't play music at all and just make out with each other on stage? who fucking knows. all i know is whatever comes next, online music nerds will be crying out "this isn't emo"

sorry for the essay LMAO

[lupoteodoro]

My Ron Livingston Watchlist Guide

Must-Watch

Office Space (1999)

Band of Brothers (2001)

Ron Livingston's Complete Bootcamp Video Diary (2001)

Keyboard Cat Redux (2009)

Highly Recommended

Swingers (1996) – Goofy.

A Rumor of Angels (2000) – Beautiful movie, and this role led him to get Nix.

Holly (2006)

Music Within (2007)

Defying Gravity (2009) – could have been an iconic space drama.

Parkland (2013) – I love his performance in this one.

Loudermilk (2017-2020)

Worth Watching

The Low Life (1995) – Story of a Yale grad.

Townies (1996) -- licked by a golden retriever puppy

Campfire Tales (1997) – full back nudity.

Body Shots (1999) -- yeah, that one

Beat (2000) – Super cute nerdy gay boy.

44 Minutes: The North Hollywood Shoot-Out (2003)

Sex and the City (1998-2004) – Enough is enough: Berger is my pretty baby boy.

House (2006) – He looks so good.

Relative Strangers (2006) – Fun to watch.

Standoff (2006-2007) – Obviously.

Nightmares & Dreamscapes: From the Stories of Stephen King (2006)

Leave (2011) – A BoB cast reunion.

Drinking Buddies (2013)

Boardwalk Empire (2013-2014)

Saints & Strangers (2015)

Shangri-La Suite (2016) – Fat Elvis.

Welcome to America (2016)

Daddy Vibes

The Conjuring (2013) – Haunted dad.

Fort Bliss (2014) – Military spouse dad.

The 5th Wave (2016) – Post-apocalyptic gorgeous dad.

Lucky (2017) – Because his look here is what I imagine for Stanhope.

Tully (2018) – Gentle omega dad.

The Long Dumb Road (2018) – Violent Alpha Dad.

The Romanoffs (2018) – Reasonable dad.

A Million Little Things (2018-2023) – Why does he die right away and leave a mess behind? This show annoys me. But he's so good in it.

The Flash (2023) – The Flash’s dad.

Sitting in Bars with Cake (2023) – Adorable sad dad.

His Pretty Face >> plot

JAG (1997) – POW baby.

Timecop (1997) – A 1920s New York cop.

Two Ninas (1999)

The Practice (1999) – I think his character was bullied, but he still looked very great.

Buying the Cow (2002)

The Cooler (2003)

Little Black Book (2004)

10 Years (2011)

Love Him Even as a Villain/Tragic

Adaptation (2002)

King of the Ants (2003)

American Crude (2008)

Dinner for Schmucks (2010)

The Odd Life of Timothy Green (2012)

The Professor (2018)

Search Party (2016-2022)

Doesn’t Fit Anywhere but You Could Watch

The Time Traveler's Wife (2009)

Game Change (2012)

[the-fox-with-no-name]

I couldn't resist, sorry for the poor writing I'm improving as I go.

Head Canon Skit: Andrew’s Silent Intent. Part 1

Wymack: [holding up a blueprint] "Andrew, why am I getting calls from the engineering department about you asking them to build...this?" [points to a design that suspiciously resembles hidden blades from Assassin's Creed] "What exactly is this contraption supposed to be?"

Andrew: [deadpan] "It's exactly what it looks like. But don't worry, it’s none of your concern."

Wymack: [raising an eyebrow] "None of my concern? It’s my team, Andrew. You’re part of my concern, especially when you're commissioning someone to make... this contraption. What are you planning to do with these?"

Andrew: [calmly leaning back] "Mind your pay grade, Coach."

Wymack: [rubbing his temple] "I'm not even going to ask. But if you use that thing on the court...or anywhere near my team—"

Andrew: [cutting him off] "You'll never know about it."

After Wymack leaves, Andrew pulls out his phone, quickly typing out a message.

Andrew’s text to Neil: "Payment sorted?"

Neil’s response comes almost immediately.

Neil: "Got it."

Andrew smirks, slipping his phone back into his pocket. He leans back in his chair, glancing at the calendar on his wall. October 5th. Three weeks until Halloween.

With that, he goes back to his usual business, fully content with whatever chaotic plan he's concocted.

Later that day

Neil walks into the dorm after class, dropping his bag near the couch. He spots Nicky lounging with a controller in hand, completely absorbed in a game of Assassin’s Creed.

Nicky: [without looking up] "Hey Neil! You ever play this? It's so cool. The lore is deep. It’s all about this secret order of assassins, and they use these blades—" [pauses the game to wave his hand, mimicking the iconic wrist blade motion] "—that pop out from under their sleeves. It’s wild!"

Andrew, leaning against the counter, barely glances over. He clearly couldn’t care less.

Andrew: [flatly] "Not interested."

Nicky shrugs, going back to the game, but Neil’s attention shifts to Andrew. He watches as Andrew’s fingers subtly mimic the same wrist movement Nicky just made, almost absentmindedly, as if rehearsing something. Neil quirks an eyebrow, stifling a smile.

Andrew catches his glance but doesn’t acknowledge it. He just tilts his head slightly, as if daring Neil to comment.

Neil keeps his thoughts to himself, a knowing smile tugging at his lips. He shakes his head, sitting down at the table to finish his homework, pretending not to notice while Andrew goes back to his own silent plotting.

Andrew's phone buzzed. With a single glance, he stood up and walked over to Neil. He didn’t bother slowing down, his hand outstretched, already expecting what was coming. Neil, without a word, pulled a stack of cash from his sleeve. Andrew snatched it without missing a beat and was out the door in seconds.

Neil returned to his homework, unfazed, as if the whole exchange hadn't just happened.

Nicky scoffed at Andrew leaving like that. Neil just smiled to himself.

Later that night, Andrew returned to the apartment. Everyone else was already in bed, except for Neil, who had fallen asleep at his desk again. Schoolwork was piling up, and Kevin had threatened to bench him if his grades started slipping.

Andrew walked over, noticing Neil still resting his head on the desk.

Neil: Did you see it? [Rubbing his eyes]

Andrew: [flatly with no expression] yes, it will be done next week. Although someone sold me out to coach so, Bill will get it done with no issue. 

Bill was a gearhead in Palmetto's engineering program, and he owed Andrew a favor. Andrew had already made sure to call it in.

One week later 

It’s late at night, and the dorm is eerily quiet as usual. Neil hears the soft sound of footsteps and the creak of a door. He sits up in bed, instantly alert, and sees Andrew slipping out. 

Curiosity especially when it comes to Andrew gets the better of him, and he follows, careful to keep his distance.

From the shadows, Neil watches as Andrew bends down to pick up a box left at the door. The label reads: “To Andrew. Happy cosplaying.” Neil’s eyes narrow in amusement. 

Andrew unsheathes one of his knives and without missing a beat, he slices through the tape and opens the box. He reaches in and pulls out a gleaming, mechanical gauntlet, its design unmistakable. 

As if sensing his presence, Andrew raises two fingers without turning around, motioning Neil to come over. Neil freezes for a second, realizing Andrew had known he was there the whole time. He walks over cautiously, his heart beating a little faster, but Andrew doesn't seem upset.

Andrew: [calmly, without looking up] "You're terrible at sneaking."

Neil stays silent, watching intently as Andrew slips the gauntlet over his forearm, adjusting the fit with practiced precision. He takes the knife he used to open the box and with a soft click, locks it into the gauntlet’s mechanism.

Andrew tests the motion, flexing his wrist. In a swift movement, the blade ejects, extending with a soft hiss. Neil can’t help but be impressed as Andrew stabs the box a few times, his strikes fluid and precise, just like an assassin from the game Nicky had been playing.

Andrew: [still focused on his work] "It’s not for cosplay."

Neil watches the blade retract with a soft click. Andrew finally glances at him, his expression unreadable.

Andrew: [deadpan] "Keep staring, and you’ll find out exactly how sharp this is."

Neil: [smirking slightly] "I’ll pass."

Andrew retracts the blade and stabs the box again, more out of habit than necessity. The blade moves with lethal accuracy with each strike 

Neil: “You’ve been practicing.”

Andrew: [calm, flat tone] “Some things don’t require practice. Just... intent.”

Neil leans against the wall, arms crossed, eyes fixed on Andrew’s movements. He stays quiet, his own thoughts churning, but he’s careful not to break the fragile stillness.

Andrew retracts the blade, letting the silence hang heavy between them for a moment.

Andrew: [finally turning, meeting Neil’s gaze] “What?”

Neil: [shrugs, unbothered] “I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on in that head of yours.”

Andrew: [raising an eyebrow, with a hint of challenge] “Good luck.”

Andrew says nothing, continuing to toy with the gauntlet, but Neil catches the faintest hint of amusement in his eyes. He steps back, giving Andrew his space, but now he knows he is enjoying the hell out of that. 

[seeyal8r]

L8rboy (often stylized as L8RBOY!) made their debut on March 21st, 2017 under Hidden Entertainment with members Hana, Heather, Poupette, Mae, and Lo. Their debut single, See ya!, didn't receive the warm welcome they had hoped for. The debut was met with a wave of criticism from netizens for various reasons, including the fact that one of the members, Hana, was the daughter of the company's CEO. Hana was also criticized for her perceived lack of professionalism and inadequate preparation, particularly her subpar rap skills. Additionally, the group faced backlash because their leader, Mae, was not of Asian descent.

Although the girls started the promotion of their single with high spirits, their enthusiasm waned over time, leading to the cancellation of some of their final scheduled interviews. After several months of absence from social media, the group came back with their first mini-album, SHOUT OUT, featuring the single ICY. The same day of its release, #TheyKeepTalkinIKeepWalkin became trending topic on Twitter. This particular line resonated with the girls and fans alike, as it directly addressed the unjust hate the group had received during their debut. The hashtag quickly gained traction, symbolizing the group's resilience and determination to succeed despite the criticism they had faced.

With the initial controversy having died down, SHOUT OUT was warmly received by the few fans they had garnered during their debut as well as attracted new ones, allowing them to stabling a modest but dedicated mostly local fanbase.

After two years and three comebacks, L8RBOY silently disbanded following the release of their mini album STRAWBERRIES & CREAM, with CAKE being the last title track released under Hidden Entertainment. The disbandment was never officially announced, but it became evident as the members remained inactive for nearly a year. This period of silence ended with the announcement that INFERNO MUSIK had acquired L8RBOY's contract.

INFERNO MUSIK rebranded the group, shifting their image from a cute concept to a more mature, girl crush aesthetic. The lineup also saw changes, with members Lo and Hana staying behind at Hidden Entertainment and being replaced by two trainees from INFERNO: Achara and Silv, the latter of whom gained fame from her participation in the survival show The Bird Box, hosted by INFERNO.

L8RBOY re-debuted on 2020 with the mini album Killing Your Darlings, and its title track LOVES!CK GIRLS broke into the music charts, marking a turning point for the group. For the first time, L8RBOY was experiencing the success they had longed for, and their future seemed brighter than ever. Over the next two years, they solidified their place in the industry, enjoying a level of popularity they had previously only dreamed of.

However, in 2023, they came back with their first full album with only four members. Mae was noticeably absent from the promotions, and no official explanation was provided. Mae has not promoted with the group since then, leaving fans uncertain about her future with L8RBOY.

Despite a rocky start in the industry, L8RBOY has emerged as one of the most iconic and influential girl groups of their generation. Their journey from a troubled debut to chart-topping success is a testament to their resilience and talent, securing their place in the records of K-pop history.

THE BASICS

COMPANY: former Hidden Entertainment, current INFERNO MUSIK

OFFICIAL COLOR: strawberry red

FANDOM: lovebirds

GREETING: you should’ve seen it coming! Hello, we’re L8RBOY!

PAST MEMBERS: Hana & Lo

ACTIVE MEMBERS: Heather, Achara, Poupette & Silv

INACTIVE MEMBERS: Mae

GET TO KNOW THE MEMBERS! ★

★﹐୨🍓୧﹒ BORN TO BE A BRODWAY STAR, FORCED TO BE MISTREATED IN THE KPOP INDUSTRY ﹒ ₊˚﹒

THE BASICS

STAGE NAME: Heather

BIRTH NAME: Heather Lee

KOREAN NAME: Lee Hayun

BIRTHDAY: September 5th, 2000

BIRTHPLACE: Chicago, USA

HOMETOWN: Chicago, Illinois

ETHNICITY: Dutch-Korean

NATIONALITY: American

THE CAREER

PROFESSION: idol

COMPANY: former Hidden Entertainment, current INFERNO MUSIK

GROUP: L8RBOY!

POSITION: lead vocalist, lead dancer, face of the group, maknae

YEARS ACTIVE: 2017-2019, 2020-present

YEARS TRAINED: 4 years

THE CLAIMS

FACECLAIM: Jeon Somi

VOICECLAIM: DeVita & Eva Noblezada

THE BACKSTORY

Heather Lee was born in Chicago to a loving family as their only child. Her parents had struggled for years with infertility, finally giving up hope of ever having a child. Then, by a stroke of luck, her mother became pregnant with Heather, and they felt it was nothing short of a miracle. From that moment, Heather became the light of their lives, and they devoted themselves to providing her with the best life they could.

From an early age, Heather showed a keen interest in theater, especially musicals. She eagerly joined every theater group that got on her way, taking on roles such as Karen Smith in Mean Girls and Fiona in Shrek. During her teenage years, she tirelessly auditioned for various Broadway musicals, yet each time, she faced rejection. Despite her mounting desperation and growing sense of defeat, she never gave up on her dream.

The one day a member of Hidden Entertainment’s staff saw her perform as Cinderella in her high school’s production of Into the Woods. Impressed by her talent, he offered her a trainee position at the company. Heather seized the opportunity without hesitation, believing that if Broadway wasn’t her destiny, perhaps the K-pop industry was where she truly belonged.

After a relatively short training period, Heather debuted as the lead vocalist of L8RBOY. Her genuine personality and astonishing vocals quickly made her the second most popular member of the group. Following the silent disbandment of L8RBOY and the subsequent acquisition of the group’s contract by INFERNO MUSIK, Heather was the first to sign on among the three members who survived the lineup changes.

In the group's re-debut under INFERNO, Heather kept her position and saw her career flourish. She eventually became the face of L8RBOY. Her solo success also led to her debut as a solo artist and landed her a summer contract to play Eurydice in the Broadway musical Hadestown.

★﹐୨🍓୧﹒ THE SWEETEST GIRL IN TOWN! SHE HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG IN HER WHOLE LIFE﹒ ₊˚﹒

THE BASICS

STAGE NAME: Achara

BIRTH NAME: Achara ‘Tara’ Rhitthirong

BIRTHDAY: October 21st, 1998

BIRTHPLACE: Ayutthaya, Thailand

HOMETOWN: Bangkok, Thailand

ETHNICITY: Thai

NATIONALITY: Thai

THE CAREER

PROFESSION: idol, coreographer

COMPANY: former YG Entertainment, current INFERNO MUSIK

GROUP: Blackpink L8RBOY!

POSITION: main dancer, main rapper, center

YEARS ACTIVE: 2020-present

YEARS TRAINED: 6 years (3 years at YG, 3 at INFERNO)

THE CLAIMS

FACECLAIM: Nicha Yontararak ‘Minnie’

VOICECLAIM: LE

THE BACKSTORY

Achara ‘Tara’ Rhitthirong was born in Ayutthaya, where she spent her early years. As the youngest of six children, she didn’t receive much attention from her parents during her childhood. Initially puzzled by their lack of time for her, young Tara eventually came to terms with being invisible, even finding a certain comfort in it. Her siblings didn’t receive much attention either, so Tara found solace in her own pursuits. She spent the time that most kids would spend with their families in dance classes, a passion she discovered after attending one of her older sister’s ballet recitals.

Although she danced purely for enjoyment without any professional aspirations, her instructors saw her potential and encouraged her to compete at a national level. She performed exceptionally well, securing several national titles. It was at one of these competitions that she caught the eye of YG Entertainment, who offered her a trainee position and a fully covered move to South Korea. One benefit of having inattentive parents is that they don’t seem to mind you moving alone to a completely different country at the age of 13.

Tara trained at YG for three years and was even considered for debut in BLACKPINK. However, she was ultimately replaced in the lineup by Lisa. Disheartened but determined, Tara stayed with YG for a few more months before her contract was acquired by INFERNO MUSIK.

After an additional three years of rigorous training, she debuted as Achara in L8RBOY. She quickly earned a reputation as one of the best dancers in the industry, praised for her professionalism and passion. Tara is also well known for her easygoing, bubbly personality.

★﹐୨🍓୧﹒ SHE WORKED HER ASS OFF TO BE HERE. WAS IT WORTH IT? ﹒ ₊˚﹒

THE BASICS

STAGE NAME: Mae

BIRTH NAME: Daisy-Mae Pérez

BIRTHDAY: June 11th, 2000

BIRTHPLACE: New Jersey, New York, USA

HOMETOWN: New Jersey, New York, USA

ETHNICITY: Hispanic

NATIONALITY: American

THE CAREER

PROFESSION: idol

COMPANY: former Hiddent Entertainment, current INFERNO MUSIK

GROUP: L8RBOY!

POSITION: lead rapper, lead dancer, vocalist

YEARS ACTIVE: 2017-2019, 2020-present

YEARS TRAINED: 5 years

THE CLAIMS

FACECLAIM: Bebe Wood

VOICECLAIM: Jennie Kim

THE BACKSTORY

Daisy-Mae Pérez was born into a modest family in New Jersey. From a young age, she showed a profound interest in the performing arts. She spent her days dancing around the house, singing in the church choir, or rehearsing for her school plays. Her parents, despite their limited financial resources, were captivated by their daughter’s passion and talent. They did everything they could to support her dream, even postponing their divorce to ensure their limited funds went toward Daisy-Mae rather than legal fees.

They enrolled Daisy-Mae in dance classes, the most they could afford. It was there that she was introduced to K-pop by a friend. From that moment, debuting in the Korean industry became her ultimate goal, and she dedicated herself entirely to achieving it. She spent every moment outside of school practicing and honing her skills.

A few years later, Daisy-Mae passed the international auditions for Hidden Entertainment. After an emotional farewell with her parents, she boarded a plane to Seoul and began her training. Her hardworking and determined nature quickly set her apart, making her the top trainee of her cohort and earning her a debut spot with L8RBOY.

Being chosen as the group’s leader was the culmination of all her efforts, and for some time, Daisy-Mae was incredibly happy. She felt fulfilled and extremely fortunate for the opportunities life had given her. However, things took a turn for the worse when INFERNO acquired L8RBOY's contract. Despite surviving the lineup changes, Daisy-Mae lost her position as leader. She was heartbroken and couldn’t understand the reason why, but she continued to persevere, driven by her dedication and the support of her fans.

However, something must have happened behind the scenes, as one day, Daisy-Mae was placed on an indefinite hiatus, and nothing more was heard from her.

★﹐୨🍓୧﹒ EVERYONE KNOWS HER, BUT DOES EVERYONE LOVE HER? ﹒ ₊˚﹒

THE BASICS

STAGE NAME: Poupette

BIRTH NAME: Zhao Jiayi

FRENCH NAME: Juliette Zhao

BIRTHDAY: July 30th, 1999

BIRTHPLACE: Shenzhen, China

HOMETOWN: Marseille, France

ETHNICITY: Chinese

NATIONALITY: French

THE CAREER

PROFESSION: idol

COMPANY: former Hidden Entertainment, current INFERNO MUSIK

GROUP: L8RBOY!

POSITION: leader, main vocalist, visual

YEARS ACTIVE: 2017-2019, 2020-present

YEARS TRAINED: 5 years

THE CLAIMS

FACECLAIM: Song Yuqi

VOICECLAIM: Jung Wheein

THE BACKSTORY

Juliette Zhao, born Zhao Jiayi, was born in Shenzhen, China. However, she only spent her first year there before her family relocated to Marseille, France, due to her mother's business. Her mother, the owner of a prestigious luxury hotel chain, decided to move to Marseille to personally manage one of her hotels that was underperforming.

Juliette began singing in her school choir, where her exceptional vocal talent quickly stood out. Her teacher urged her mother to enroll her in private lessons, believing Juliette had the potential to build a career in music. Initially, her mother viewed the arts as a frivolous pursuit and not a stable career path. However, after persistent pleading from Jiayi, her mother finally agreed and payed for her lessons.

Continuing with the choir, Juliette also participated in various talent shows throughout her childhood. At the age of 12, she participated in the national contest to select France's representative for Junior Eurovision. Juliette not only won the national contest but also secured victory in the final competition. Following her victory, her mother received numerous offers from both Chinese and Korean music companies.

After considering their options, Jiayi and her mother chose to sign with Hidden Entertainment, whose CEO was an old classmate of her mother. Upon completing her training period, Jiayi debuted in L8RBOY as Poupette, taking on the role of the main vocalist. Despite the initial controversies surrounding the group's debut, Poupette was praised by netizens for her outstanding vocals and doll-like visage. She became the first member to cultivate a substantial solo fanbase.

With L8RBOY’s re-debut under INFERNO, Poupette not only retained her position as main vocalist but also took on the role of leader, a title previously held by Mae.

★﹐୨🍓୧﹒ YOUR TRUSTY COMEDIC RELIEF SIDE CHARACTER, SAD ISN’T IT? ﹒ ₊˚﹒

THE BASICS

STAGE NAME: Silv

BIRTH NAME: Silvia Kang

KOREAN NAME: Kang Siah

BIRTHDAY: February 24th, 1998

BIRTHPLACE: Daegu, South Korea

HOMETOWN: Sevilla, Spain

ETHNICITY: Korean

NATIONALITY: Korean-Spanish

THE CAREER

PROFESSION: idol, songwriter

COMPANY: INFERNO MUSIK

GROUP: BIRDS OF PREY L8RBOY!

POSITION: vocalist, ocassional rapper

SURVIVAL SHOWS: The Bird Box (ranked 5th)

YEARS ACTIVE: 2020-present

YEARS TRAINED: 6 years

THE CLAIMS

FACECLAIM: Jung Jinsol

VOICECLAIM: Na Goeun

THE BACKSTORY

Silvia Kang, born Kang Siah, came into the world on a winter's day in Seville, Spain. Despite her Korean heritage and annual family trips to Daegu, her parents' hometown, Silvia always felt more Spanish than Korean. Growing up in a city as culturally rich as Sevilla, it was hard not to be influenced by its beauty, vibrant people, and unique customs.

Silvia's first encounter with the world of music began when her mother enrolled her in the conservatory to learn to play Spanish guitar. Initially, she saw it as a chore that took away time from playing with her school friends. However, Silvia soon fell in love with music. She began singing at the conservatory, and although she wasn’t the most outstanding vocalist, she enjoyed it immensely. She began performing mini-concerts at home for her parents and family friends.

By the age of 12, Silvia had written five songs, which she recorded with her guitar and uploaded to YouTube. It was through these videos that she was discovered by INFERNO MUSIK, who offered her a spot on their renowned international survival show, The Bird Box. Although Silvia was initially hesitant to accept the offer, knowing little about K-pop or its industry, her mother was thrilled that such a prestigious company like INFERNO had shown interest in her daughter. She convinced Silvia to participate, promising it would be a truly unforgettable once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Silvia's time on The Bird Box was nothing short of remarkable. She managed to avoid elimination in every challenge until the final, where she was ultimately cut from debuting and finished in fifth place. Despite the glamour, not everything was as fantastic as it seemed. Silvia’s mother was right in saying it would be unforgettable, as whatever happened behind the scenes has led Silvia to never speak about her participation in The Bird Box.

After the show concluded, INFERNO offered Silvia a trainee contract with the promise of debuting within a few years. Following much internal debate, she decided to accept and give the K-pop industry a second chance. INFERNO kept its promise, and Silvia debuted as Silv with L8RBOY. Silv writes most of the group’s songs. Her talent extends beyond her group, as she frequently appears in the credits for songs by other top groups in the industry.

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[gayandlovableperidot]

What is your favourite emo music?

SO GLAD YOU ASKED

I’m a huge fan of 1st and 2nd wave emo, though 3rd and 4th also have a very special place in my heart . 5th wave isn’t my favorite but I definitely enjoy a few 5th wave bands.

Here’s a quick lil guide for anyone who doesn’t know the waves:

1st wave - 1985-1991, emotional hardcore

2nd wave - 1992-2001, Midwest emo, skramz, and a bit of emo pop punk

3rd wave - 2002-2008 (some 3rd wave bands kept making music a little later though), mainstream emo pop punk

4th wave - 2009-2017ish, Midwest emo revival

5th wave - 2018ish-now, a huge mix of not only emo subgenres like Midwest and skramz but also some traditionally non-emo stuff like bedroom pop and shoegaze

Here’s a few specific bands/albums I really enjoy:

-Cap’n Jazz (the first 2nd wave band!) (I’ve seen them live btw)

-Rites of Spring (the first emo band ever!)

-“Chaos is Me” and “Dance Tonight, Revolution Tomorrow!” by Orchid (2nd wave skramz/emoviolence)

-Moss Icon (1st wave)

-“Diary” by Sunny Day Real Estate (2nd wave Midwest)

-“Translating the Name” by Saosin (3rd wave emo/metalcore)

-Suis La Lune (I think they’re technically 5th wave?)

-“The Last Thing You Forget”, “Shed”, and “Floral Green” by Title Fight (those are all 4th wave technically? 2009, 2011, and 2012 so on the early side of 4th)

-“I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love” and “Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge” by My Chemical Romance (3rd wave (note: I like their later albums too but they aren’t emo))

Okay that’s probably enough… I have ~50 emo artists/artists who’ve made emo music downloaded to Amazon music and I’m actively adding more so if anyone wants specific recommendations please feel free to ask!!!

[felldragon]

Out of curiosity, of all the Gbf story events that Seofon has been in, which is your favorite? Especially in regards to his role or portrayal in the event specifically.

Ohh, a toughie but a goodie!!!

Under the cut because this is Loooooooong (mostly the fault of images).

You see, I'm super biased for A Sweltering Eternal Getaway... I've done a biyearly reread of it since it was released, it's very special to me. A little fun fact about me is that I've always been a crazy Seofon fan... He was my first Eternal and I've always loved tormenting him. It's just gotten much, much worse over the years.

Here you can see that I recruited him Straight from SoR (I can recall being SO excited about this, over the moon type of deal). Mind you it was the first Anni Event I actually got to experience In Real time (I joined on April 5th 2019, so I missed 000).

Don't mind my abysmal Eternals Progress. Please. I'm actually really close to being able to 5* them all but I need to put aside some time to Do it Properly. Anyway.

Regardless... As I was saying! The event is really dear to me. Seofon finally gets his wish of being able to have all the Eternals in one place. His well deserved vacation that he's been hyping up for so long.

(From Summer Chloe's Fate Episode, which is really good too. Highly recommend)

There's really cute interactions in it, interactions that just scream "Yup, that's Seofon all right..." and it's a very comforting event to me... But I think aside from my personal attachment to it, there's also the fact that it brings together two very Well Written storylines. The deal with Levin is iconic to me, and the Eternals are also iconic (Duh!). It's simply peak, as they say!

The event starts off with his usual nonsense. Guy who is lurking and then just has to show off his status as Seofon, Leader of the Eternals.

Like what's his deal. Desperatofon.

Really bad. He's so awful, even.

Of course, it's also where this line comes from. 🆘

But I'll move on a bit from showing Sillyfon. There's some really wholesome scenes in this event that just show off how much he loves the Eternals and Captain as well. He has such a big heart, truly. :]

He also shows his intuitive side... His smart side, if you will. He knows more than he lets on, whether that's good or bad... wellllll... it depends on the day.

He loves his cat family so much. It makes me lightheaded... His little meowmeows (literal).

*Waving my hands Frantically around*

...Never mind he's being bad again. Get the bug spray okay?

Ah. It's angsty. It's real dire actually.

Head in hands. Oh Seofon. They love you so much so they can tell you this. And you know that. But acting so tough all the time... Even you deserve to be true to yourself... You really can rely on the Eternals (and Captain)... It makes me think of that one silly Grand Blues strip actually. This one.

So, what I'm trying to say is that. This event has that perfect mix of Silly Seofon, but also Serious Seofon. And also, Seofon gets his ass handed to him, because he deserves it.

He even owns up for his Atrociousness...

And then he goes back to being something akin to a cockroach...... Or skyroach, perhaps?

And let's not forget he literally gets electrocuted in this event (Not that it's new, he got electrocuted in Bzzt! Amped up Summer as well. Which was awesome).

He's not okay. Yay!

HUGE if true.

I almost yap as much as Seofon (Or perhaps I do, just keep it a secret okay? 🌟)

Ending this off with the Ending. I think it's really kindhearted that Seofon duplicates the toy replica Skyblade for Audric! And also let's not forget how EXCITED Seofon was over it. Moefon, you know it, you love it!

So YUP. This is my fave event for Seofon content in terms of his character and such. But I don't want to discount other events!! And You is my favourite Anni event, and it did SO MUCH for Seofon's character... Shoutout to his other self, who has made me extremely unwell. I could get into that but most know my deal with him and how insane he makes me. Heh... Old Bond also has some incredible Seofon moments! I love how he tags along on the Trials, I love how he scares Lu Woh, etc etc... And then there's smaller roles like Bzzt! Amped Up Summer where he only shows up a few times but still makes a big impact. One of my favourite Seofon Noises comes from this event actually. Have a listen...

SO YUPPP, that's it basically! Thanks for letting me ramble about this! I really appreciate it, seriously!!!! 🌠⚔

[mileapo]

Apo Nattawin and Mile Phakphum generated a combined media value of 628 million baht at the latest Paris Fashion Week, trailing Kylie Jenner and Zendaya.

Still making waves at Paris Fashion Week for two actors. Apo-Nattawin Wattanagitiphat and Mile Phakphum Romsaithong from Be On Cloud, the latest online platform and top fashion PR agency Industry icon Lefty and Karla Otto released figures on the media value of stars attending the Paris Fashion Week season. Spring/Summer 2024 has just passed. Both are in the top 5, trailing only Kylie Jenner and Zendaya.

Apo Nattawin ranked 3rd in media value creation with a total of 9.7 million dollars or approximately 358 million baht from posting 11 content during the time of going to see the show. Spring/Summer 2024 of Dior as house ambassador, while Mile phakphum is ranked 5th, generating media value of 7.3 million dollars, or approximately 270 million baht, from posting 12 content. The total amount of the couple is 628 million baht.

As for number 1, Kylie Jenner earned $22.6 million, or approximately 834 million baht, from posting 6 content during her Acne Studios and Schiaparelli shows. Zendaya came in second with a media value of 15.3. Millions of dollars or around 564 million baht from posting 3 content while going to see the Louis Vuitton show where she was the house ambassador.

However, the fact that Apo Nattawin and Mile Phakphum were able to create media value to this extent is considered to reinforce the reputation of Thai star artists on the world luxury stage once again, which is rising to the same level as other countries. In Asia such as South Korea, China and Japan, it was evident that during the past Paris Fashion Week, major fashion media outlets such as Vogue, USA and WWD reported more on Thai stars. At Business of Fashion's BoF 500 event, Apo Nattawin and Mile Phakphum were also one of the highlights of the event.

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[lucaaazd]

Bertolt made up his mind. He was going to do it.

His entire life, he’d been busy hiding behind his father’s leg and his brother’s glare. He’s done hiding. Today was the day. He will do it, even if it kills him.

Clutching the fated piece of paper as if his life depended on it, he raised his chin and stepped forward. Screwing his eyes shut, he jammed the card into the machine.

“It’s backward,” The bus driver said.

Impossible. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He opened his eyes just a slit and with trembling fingers, withdrew the yellow metro card and turned it upside down.

“The. Other. Way. Sonny,”The bus driver glared down at him.

Oh no. Bertolt opened his mouth and no sound came out. What do you mean the other way? Like the other way other way? Not upside down? His throat was paper dry. A line of people was trailing behind him, smacking their lips grudgingly. “Gimme that,” the bus driver snatched the card from Bertolt’s hand.

“Hey!” Bertolt protested weakly.

“Have a good day,” said the bus driver angrily as he waved him off to the back of the bus.

Bertolt almost whimpered. He wobbled his way through people’s legs, dodging incoming shoulders and almost falling face first into a woman’s lap. She looked about his mom’s age and horrified at his audacity. “So - sorry,” Bertolt squeaked.

There it was. The window seat in the very back, safe and secluded, promising a sweet undisturbed journey for the socially inept young boy with low self esteem and a fully charged iPhone SE. Bertolt climbed into his seat and opened his messages with clammy fingers. He paused between “💕🕊️” and “Mommy” and with only a moment of hesitation, swiped to the latter and typed, “On the bus.”

Sent. Bertolt waited a few seconds for the dotted message bubble to pop up, but it didn’t. He added, “Where do I get of again?”

Still no response. Bertolt chanced a look around him. The bus is half full but no one’s making eye contact with him. He perceived the screen hanging above the ticket machine and to his horror, only a map of the city with a little gps icon of the bus was shown. The stops weren’t named. How are people supposed to know where to get off then?

He went back to the chat and typed, “How do I get off”.

He knew it’s 22nd street something. 5th avenue? Maybe he would know when he saw it. He’d never been to the restaurant his brother worked at but he knew it was a fancy Italian one with nice green booths and tons of vines and bouquets up front. He just had to pay attention.

However, he couldn’t help but notice that the bus hadn’t stopped for a long time. If felt like it’s been chugging along for at least twenty minutes, unless his mind was playing tricks on him. Time always went by slower when he’s nervous.

Ding. Yellow letters flashed across the screen, Stop Requested.

The bus skidded to a stop and the back door opened, letting off an old lady lugging her grocery cart. A blond boy his age got on and paid with his phone. Bertolt didn’t know you could do that. He just sort of like, tapped it. This other boy looked familiar and way more confident than Bertolt had felt moments ago. He cowered further into his seat, pulling his hood over his head. He found his brother Benny’s chat and texted, “Hey, on my way. Where do I get of?” He waited for exactly twelve seconds before going to his dad’s chat, “dad, on my way. what stop? 👀👀”

In that exact moment, Bertolt felt a broad figure closing in on him. His heart jumped to his throat. The beefy blond boy from earlier had skirted around him and plopped down a mere two seats away, sitting with his legs wide open in a content sort of way. Bertolt said the S-word in his head and in a moment of franticness, pressed the little telephone next to his mom’s name. He hung up immediately, remembering his mom’s still at work and didn’t like to be disturbed. Neither did Benny, and he’s probably in the kitchen right now. Dad’s his only hope.

Their conversation in the doorway before he departed into the unknown flashed in his mind. “Are you sure, buddy?” His dad had said, concern etched into his lined face, “Aren’t you a bit too young for such a feat? It seems only yesterday we let you download Instagram on your cell phone, and now you wanna take the bus all my yourself? Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

Bertolt had nodded solemnly, “I am sure, father. I’ve decided. I’m going to be just like Arthur.”

“Like - like Arthur, you said?” His father clutched his chest, tears welling up in his eyes, “Oh, my little Bear Turtle is all grown up.”

“No more Bear Turtle,” He remembered tightening his grasp on his backpack straps, “it’s Bertolt.”

Bertolt exited out of his father’s chat. He would not give in. He would not ask for help. He said he was going to do this all by himself and he will honor his words. A surge of bravery welled up in him. He found himself typing, “Hey, wyd?”

A moment later, “💕🕊️” was typing. Bertolt’s heart swelled twice its size. Another moment later, her speech bubble vanished.

What a bummer. His soul punctured, Bertolt put on his headphones, opened up YouTube and scrolled through videos about Multiverse Battleground, Roblox Death Balls and Ice Spice edits. He clicked on one of the Ice Spice edits.

“Still can’t believe Ice Spice got an entire room of adults to sing,” He read in his head as the video started playing, “‘You think you’re the shit? Bitch you aren’t even the fart.‘“

He bursted out laughing. That’s the best thing ever. You aren’t even the fart. That was just awesome. She’s so cool. He finished the ice spice video and the next one started playing automatically. He’s really curious about her music now. Everyone at school talked about her ‘melons’, but Bertolt wasn’t sure he was quite there yet. He liked the fart song, that’s for sure.

He finished the next one, and then the one after next, before scrolling down and clicked into the thumbsnail of a woman screaming her head off while pointing at a kid holding a diaper with disdain written all over his face. That’s weird. He’s intrigued.

A pop up appeared on his screen, informing him that his phone was on 20% and asked if he wanted to put it on low battery mode. Bertolt groaned. He forgot how old the damn thing was. Reluctantly, he clicked yes and went back to YouTube. However, he couldn’t help but notice the sky was starting to darken.

Wait. Where was he?

Bertolt scrambled out of his seat. He could not tell where he was at all. He looked around as if someone would miraculously read his mind and tell him exactly what to do, but help did not come. He might not know where he was, but he was 99% sure he’d gone too far.

He looked down on his phone and saw the screen light up with a message. “Watching Case Closed with my Dad. Wbu?”

He typed furiously, “Annie, how do you make a bus stop?”

She responded right away. “Wdym? Like with your body?”

“No,” Bertolt felt like crying. He’d screwed up big time. “I’m on the bus.”

“Oh!” Annie replied, “Idk. Tell the bus driver.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Is there another way?”

“Let me ask my dad.”

A moment of silence elapsed as Bertolt stared at her message bubble, reciting prayers quietly in his head. His eyes flitted to the 3% on his battery before the screen darkened and he could see no more.

Bertolt bursted into tears.

“Hey,” a hand found his shoulder. Bertolt wheeled around, sobbing and wiping his face with the back of his hands.

“Oh, woah,” the blond kid put his hands up defensively, “So - sorry. I was wondering if you, uh, had a phone.”

“Not anymore,” wailed Bertolt miserably.

“Oh. Hm,” the kid wavered, “Do you know where we are?”

“No,” Bertolt sniffled, “D - do you?”

“No,” said the kid, “but I’m pretty sure we’re in Queens.”

“QUEENS?” Bertolt yelped. That’s like, the suburbs. Holy fuck.

“Yeah. I think we’re screwed,” the kid said.

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Kellogg's Khorne Flakes - The Second Serving

So in my last post, I showed off the first wave of World Eaters I painted up for use in our gaming group playing 5th Ed 40k.

Well, it didn't take long for our group to start gaining momentum. With the World Eaters seeing a lot of use as a beginner friendly army for teaching new players the basics, it didn't take long for me to start getting them some new options to go beyond the 750-1000 pt lists we had started with.

So over the last 9 months, I've added:

Dreadnought/Helbrute - Bran, the Craven

"Bran the Craven, Bran the Coward. The imperial lap dog who would call himself a War Hound. The Devastator Sergeant who refused to turn his guns against the Emperor’s puppets at Isstvaan. Near murdered by his squad, Lord Kellogg had him interred in an arm-less Dreadnought as punishment. Oh, how the years have taken their toll..."

Intended as a Fire-Support platform for tactical reasons, it was fun to come up with why a World Eater Dreadnought might be devoid of Close Combat Weapons.

The Predator Annihilator - Calamistratus

Lore-wise, this is essentially the World Eaters Sin Bin. You failed Kellogg? You didn't fight good enough? Chain-axe privileges revoked, get in the tank loser. You're on covering fire duty.

The Land Raider Proteus - Felix Tigris

This was a Christmas present from my In-laws and easily the nicest Warhammer Vehicle I've ever had the pleasure of assembling. If you haven't got yourself a Proteus yet? Treat yourself.

I've assembled and painted six of the standard Land Raiders over the years and while its an iconic look that I'm very fond of, it's known to have its issues. Not the Proteus. This thing rocks.

So much so, I bought 3 more. Whoops.

It was around this point in time we started to come around to the idea of home-brewing 5th Ed Rules for new units and characters like Jakhals, Eightbound and Lord Invocatus - so my next update on the World Eaters will show off some of the newer units I added with that in mind...

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THE DANCE AWARDS LAS VEGAS RESULTS 2023

JUNIOR BALLET:

1st Flames of Paris – CLUB

1st The Power Of Percussion – THE ROCK

2nd On The Edge – DC2

2nd Strauss! – NEXT STEP

3rd Divertimento in D - CSPAS

4th La Danza – CSPAS

5th Aurora’s Friends – EXPRESSENZ

JUNIOR CONTEMPORARY:

1st Heist – EXPRESSENZ

1st What Good Am I – DC2

2nd Remove Me From Myself – DANCEOLOGY

3rd Hold Your Own – LARKIN

4th Architect of the Mind – THE ROCK

5th I Stand Alone – LARKIN

JUNIOR LYRICAL:

1st Dream On – NEXT STEP

2nd In Waves – BUNKER

3rd All I Am – CSPAS

3rd Clean – CLUB

4th Finally Home – EXPRESSENZ

5th Falling Slowly – DC2

JUNIOR JAZZ:

1st Disco Drum – LARKIN

2nd Let’s Work – KIM MASSAY

3rd Livin’ For Love – NEXT STEP

4th Icon – DC2

5th Check – DC2

JUNIOR MUSICAL THEATRE:

1st I Think I’m Gonna Like It Here – EXPRESSENZ

2nd Song and Dance Man – THE ROCK

2nd Take Off With Us – LARKIN

3rd One – DC2

4th You Can’t Stop The Beat – NEXT STEP

5th Sing, Sing, Sing – CLUB

JUNIOR TAP:

1st Din Da Daa – THE DYNAMIC

2nd Eleanor Rigby – THE DYNAMIC

2nd Speaking In Taps – DANCEOLOGY

2nd Tomorrow – NEXT STEP

3rd Puttin’ On The Ritz – LARKIN

4th Uptown Funk – THE DYNAMIC

5th Green Onions – BUNKER

JUNIOR HIPHOP:

1st Phresh Off The Runway – NEXT STEP

2nd Ball Out – DC2

3rd Lean Back – LARKIN

4th RayZ – EXPRESSENZ

5th Mo Milly – CLUB

JUNIOR SPECIALITY:

1st Kiss Kiss – DC2

2nd Black Box – LARKIN

2nd Stumble Along – THE DANCE KOLLECTIVE

3rd Boombastic – ARTISTIC DANCE PROJECT

4th Feeling Groovy – THE ROCK

5th I Saw A Face – THE DANCE KOLLECTIVE

JUNIOR BALLROOM:

1st The Rhythm Section – DC2

2nd Drive – CSPAS

3rd The Great Gatsby – NEXT STEP

4th Bang Bang – DANCEOLOGY

5th Sweet Dreams – BUNKER

[custom-pronoun-pins]

Can you make one for he/she please?

of course :)

[ID: Eleven circular pronoun pins with transparent backgrounds. The first is black, with a white ring around the outer edge, with "he" written in white text, and "She" written in yellow. The second is a stock photo of a cyberpunk, Matrix-style person in dark sunglasses, holding a neon rod behind their head, with "he-she" written in neon-style green text. The third is covered in different wild flowers, with "he she" in light and dark purple text with a white outline. The fourth is a grey brick wall, with antique style white font with a black outline reading "he she" The fifth is a drawing of a crescent moon with small white stars, and black text. The sixth is a half photo, half digital painting of a realistic crescent moon in a black-to-blue gradient sky scattered with tiny stars while clouds lit grey and orange by the sunset below, and cursive white text that reads, "my pronouns are he she". The seventh is a purple galaxy background, with concentric white rings, and "he/she" in white text with a bold outline in a computerized style font. The eighth is a phooto of ocean waves from above, with bold black text that reads "he she" The ninth is a swirling abstract background of black, blue, and red, with white text that reads, "My pronouns are he/she - that means you refer to me as both 'he' and 'she'". The tenth is half yellow and half black, with black text curving across the top that reads, "my pronouns are", then "he" in black on the yellow half, and "She" in yellow on the black half. The eleventh is colorful stripes of rainbow paint, with text with a black outline and center, and pastel inner edges, that reads, "please use He/She pronouns for me!" End ID.]

You can download the HD versions from the web archive!

"https://archive.org/details/he-she-pronoun-pins-by-request-september-5th-2023"

These are free to download and print out, and you're welcome to share them to other sites, or use for icons / headers, in art, ect! All I ask is that you include an image description to make the post accessible! Copying and paste the relevant section above is the easiest way to do this :)

Requests are always open!

These designs will appear in this collection in my threadless store when they're done uploading, so you can buy them as buttons, shirts, stickers, ect! :)

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Indycar Driver Lore

Indycar Driver Lore Masterlist

Colton Thomas Herta

Birthdate: March 30, 2000 Hometown: Valencia, California Residence: Brentwood, Tennessee Height/Weight: 5’10”/140lbs

Rookie Year: 2019

Team: Andretti Global

Follow him on: Instagram Twitter

Career Stats

2018: 1 race with Harding Racing - 37th Overall 2019: Harding Steinbrenner Racing - 7thg Overall 2020: Andretti Harding Steinbrenner Autosport - 3rd Overall 2021: Andretti Autosport - 5th Overall 2022: Andretti Autosport w/ Curb-Agajanian - 10th Overall 2023: Andretti Autosport w/ Curb-Agajanian - 10th Overall

IMSA 2019 BMW Team RLL, GTLM class, won Daytona 24 2020 BMW Team RLL, GTLM class 2021 Turner Motorsport, GTD class 2022 DragonSpeed USA, LMP2 class, won Daytona 24 2023 BMW M Team RLL, GTP class

2022 Race of Champions

-He was the first NTT INDYCAR SERIES driver born in the 2000’s and is a seven-time race winner. -Became the youngest race winner in NTT INDYCAR SERIES history when he won at Circuit of The Americas in 2019 at 18 years, 359 days old and became youngest pole winner in NTT INDYCAR SERIES history at 19 years 83 days when he scored his first pole at Road America in 2019. -Son of former NTT INDYCAR SERIES driver Bryan Herta, who won four races in his driving career and two Indianapolis 500s as a team owner. Bryan Herta was race strategist for his son's NTT INDYCAR SERIES team and a co-owner of the Andretti Herta Haupert with Marco and Curb-Agajanian entry. -Won the 2019 Rolex 24 at Daytona with BMW Team RLL in GT Le Mans class. -Competed for Andretti Steinbrenner Racing in INDY NXT by Firestone in 2017-18, winning six races. -Enjoys electronic dance music (EDM), comedies and video games. He is also an active athlete who enjoys cycling, running and golf. -Plays drums in a rock band caled The Zibs, which is an arabic slang term for penis. The band toured the West Coast in 2019 -Doesn't really drink coffee

-left handed

Iconic/memorable moments 2022 INSIDE THE RACE // COLTON HERTA AT HONDA INDY TORONTO Outside the Line: Colton Herta HONDA PACE CAR // COLTON HERTA AND ALEXANDER ROSSI What Racecar Phenom Colton Herta Is Listening To JAVA WITH JAMES // JAMES HINCHCLIFFE WITH COLTON HERTA Colton Herta crashes, flips in final Indy 500 practice | Motorsports on NBC Colton Herta impresses in Formula One test at Portimão Circuit Outside the Line: Colton Herta The Racer Channel videos with Colton Herta Unbelievable Herta Save | Indycar GMR Grand Prix 2022 2022 PACE CAR LAPS // BRYAN AND COLTON HERTA ON THE STREETS OF LONG BEACH King Taco: Questions with Colton Herta

IndyCar rookie phenom Colton Herta's side gig: Rock band drummer Colton Herta INTERVIEW! The IndyCar Podcast Tom Griswold Interviews Colton Herta (2022 Indy 500) Colton Herta and Dan Wheldon Celebrate Bryan Herta's Win at Michigan 2005 MP 651: The Week In IndyCar,, Sept 28, with Colton Herta Colton Herta Loves Star Wars, Drumming, & Talladega Nights

Andretti IndyCar Drivers Test Their Pit Stop Skills | #AllAndretti | Indy 500

Road and Track's music issue, Feb/Mar 2023:

Colton is easygoing and laidback, a true California kid, yet is intensely competitive. Participant (rumored to be the mastermind) in several of the infamous Indy 500 bus lot pranks in recent years, he somehow eludes any true blame falling upon him. He’s well-liked within the paddock, most recently sort of adopted by the Bus Bros and nicknamed “Swolton.” He is also close friends with Alex Rossi, often staying with his former teammate when he needs to be in Indy. He doesn’t make a lot of waves off-track, one of the quietest drivers on social media, but makes up for it on-track with fantastic saves and crashes in equal measure. Just 23 years old in 2023 has 7 wins, 11 podiums and 9 poles in his young life.

F1 discussions.

In late summer 2022, it was announced that F1 team AlphaTauri had an interest in Colton for the 2024 F1 season. Colton, already signed to McLaren F1 as a test driver in addition to his Andretti contract in Indycar, was not eligible for a Super License, a requirement to drive in F1, but this could be addressed with an exception by the FIA. At one point it was announced that this was a done deal but it was not and Red Bull (AlphaTauri���s parent team) soon abandoned all efforts to acquire Colton as a driver.

The Super License system is a convoluted thing that I will not explain here other than to say that Indycar is vastly underrated in points assigned and if not for this discrepancy, Colton would have had more than enough points. But as it is, Colton had 32 points out of a needed 40. Other drivers in similar situations have raced in various lower tier FIA sanctioned series to make up the points and Colton was willing to do this over the winter of 2022-23 but this was also not allowed by the FIA.

But seeing Colton in F1 is still a possibility, should he do well enough in Indycar to earn the points needed and should Michael Andretti eventually succeed in buying an existing F1 team or convincing F1 to allow him to enter a new team. After the end of the 2022 Indycar season, Colton signed a multi-year contract extension with Andretti that includes the ability to switch to an Andretti owned F1 team.

Fanfic Lore

Paired with Pato O'Ward, ship name O'Herta