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taesanluv3r · 5 months ago

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as the sun rises.

myung jaehyun x reader

inspired by one of my fave romance movies 'before sunrise' <3 a lot of dialogue (some are directly taken from the movie, some parts are diff to match the characters obv!!), a lot of cuteness, some swear words, TW: mentions of death, mentions of sex (not smut). pls read under ur own discretion tysm! ignore any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. enjoyyy!!

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"no but i'm telling you honey, that's just not how it works! you never believe me when i say..."

a young and pretty girl sighs, trying her best to drown out the sound of the arguing couple as she leans against the seat of the train and stared deeper into the book in her hands. she can't really focus though, the aforementioned couple's quarrel only getting louder causing the girl to finally get off her seat in frustration to sit in another one just a few windows down the cart. as her body makes contact with the plush leather material once again, she can't help but feel a set of eyes fixed onto her. the girl furrows her eyebrows, slowly moving her gaze away from the book and over to the guy that sat directly adjacent to her on the other side of the train cart. they make eye contact, he's quite good looking. an asian man, about a couple centimetres taller than she was. and he, too, had a half-read book in hand.

the boy smiles at her first, she returns the gesture before reverting back to the page that remained opened. "what are you reading?" he suddenly speaks, and she looks up at him in surprise. "um, this" she replies, lifting up the paper-back to show him it's cover. pride and prejudice by jane austen. he nods, familiar with the infamous piece of literature. "and you?" she asks, eyes lingering at the hard-cover book in his hands. "ah" is all he says, lifting up the collection of paper so she could see it well. metamorphosis by franz kafka. she nods too, going back into reading mode, and he does as well. they don't say anything to each other for about three minutes or so until the guy abruptly shuts his book and turns his body fully in her direction.

"hey, i'm heading to the dining car...care to join me?" he's standing and she's sitting, their eyes stare into each other's for a moment before she smiles at him. "um...yeah, let me grab my bag" she doesn't notice but the boy has a sort of proud glint in his eyes, waiting patiently as she gathered her things and making way for her to walk in front of him.

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"so...that couple, huh?" the boy says, beginning to slice at the sausage on his english breakfast plate. the girl giggles, "yeah..." she looks at him intently, her eyebrows knitted together. he notices, tilting his head off to the side. "what? is there something on my face?" she laughs, "no, no! it's just...you're not from around here, huh?" he smirks, "that obvious?" they share a mutual laugh. "well, you're right. i'm here on holiday...er, maybe not a holiday. i'm not really sure what to call it...but anyways, i come from korea" her eyes widen and her lips form an oval shape as she nods in understanding. "your english is amazing" she states, "i'm jealous" and he chuckles, "yeah...i studied abroad for a while. and you? are you from here?" she shakes her head at his inquiry, "oh, no! i go to art school in france, i was just here to visit a friend" he nods, sighing as he stares out the window. "so...you're going back there, then? to france" the girl smiles, watching the trees and clouds that passed by outside the train cart. "mhm...and you are...?" he answers right away, "i get off in vienna, catching a flight back home from there tomorrow morning" the girl responds with a hum, "how's europe been? your not-so holiday trip" she asked and he looked up for a moment as if he were really thinking of a good answer. "it's beautiful, really..." the guy trails off, "...but?" she's curious, her gaze on him getting stronger. "i don't know...i guess being on trains for most of the trip and not really knowing where i'm going...it's just...is starting to get to me" she laughs at his response, taking a sip out of the iced tea that sat in front of her on the table.

"i think this is vienna..." the young woman says, watching the world that stood behind the large glass window. the young man nods, "guess that means i have to get off soon..." they shared a moment of silence, juxtaposing the way natural conversation seemed to ricochet among the pair for the past hour and a half or so that they sat in the dining car. "we have arrived in vienna, please be careful as you exit the cart and don't forget your belongings...have a safe trip!" the announcement sounded scratchy and muffled coming from the old speakers that stuck against most corners of the transport. "so...um...i guess this is goodbye" the guy says, retrieving his stuff and getting off of the seat. she nods, "have fun in vienna" and then he turns around to leave, the girl left all alone as she watched his figure slowly disappear. she sighs, some sort of uneasy feeling starting to rumble up in her stomach. surely he can't just leave like that? right?

and as if he could read her mind from miles away, the girl gasps when she is met with his face again. he looked out of breath, his hands entangled with the strap of his carry-on bag. she's confused, not really understanding what exactly was going on. she was about to speak, not being able to stand the silence that flowed between them. however, he spoke first, though his voice was still a little mumbly from the way he had ran right back into the cart. "come with me" is all he said to her, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. "what?" she asked, not believing the words that came out of his mouth. "c'mon, it's just one night. and i'm not gonna lie i really enjoyed talking to you and i know you feel this connection too and i think this short vienna trip would be a lot more...fun if you were around...?" the last bit of his slight monologue came off as a question, like he was almost unsure about whether taking a stranger off the train to a foreign country with him was a good idea. she laughs, "okay" is all she said, getting her stuff and standing in front of him. "okay?" he asked, eyes widened like he had just seen a ghost.

"yes! c'mon, the train's about to leave again, we have to get off"

the pair walked closely beside each other as they hopped off the train, the automatic doors shutting tight behind them. he grabs onto her bag, taking it away from her hand to help her carry it and she thanks him silently. they stop a few feet away from the train tracks, breathing in deeply to take in the new air. "so..." he starts suddenly, "what's your name?" she widens her eyes, giggling at the thought of agreeing to get off the train before even learning his name. "i'm yn" he smiles, "what a pretty name for a pretty girl, yn" she rolls her eyes, tilting up her head to look at him. "and you?" she asks, tumbling in a zig-zag pattern as they began to walk. he grins, the corners of his mouth pointing up as he did so.

"i'm jaehyun, it's nice to meet you"

the pair exchange a shake of their hands, giggling gleefully as they go from nameless strangers to familiar acquaintances. "so...jaehyun, where to?" she asks, playing with the fabric of her denim jacket, a finger moving up to loosely tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. the boy sighs, squinting his eyes as he takes in his surroundings. "i guess it's all up to fate now" he turns towards her, shooting yn a cheeky grin, his eyes disappearing as he did so to which she laughs, grabbing a confident hold onto his hand. the girl drags him along with her as she strides forward and towards a pretty bridge that stood above a body of water. as they approach it, a pair of local men come into sight. "should we ask them what to do? they seem to be from here" yn asks, a finger pointing towards the two figures in the distance. jaehyun nods, following her as she continued to walk. as they strut alongside each other, a sudden silence takes over them. the girl laughs out loud, and so does the boy. "what?" he asks, finding her sudden outburst amusing. "nothing it's just...a bit awkward?" he nods in agreement, "yeah. yeah it's a little bit awkward" the end of his statement comes out breathy as he breaks into a slight giggle, inflicting a similar sound from the giddy girl.

"excuse me, do you speak english?" yn's voice is soft and somewhat unsure, the two locals she had come up to tilted their heads of to the side skeptically. "yes of course we do. do you speak german for a change?" the pair looked at each other with puzzled looks as the two locals bursts into laughter. "nah, nah i'm just kidding- t'was a joke" then they all laughed. "look, we were just wondering what's fun to do around here, that's all" jaehyun follows up, his tone slightly stronger than the one the girl had previously shown. the two men look at each other and nod before turning to look at the pair again. "how long you here for?" one of them asks, a thick german accent seeping through as he spoke. "only for a night, we-" jaehyun was cut off, "what're you doing here just for one night, then? nothing much to do" the other local says rather aggressively, causing the foreign pair to chuckle in surprise. "we..." the korean boy begins to come up with some sort of a reasonable response, trailing off as he searched his mind for one. "we're on a honeymoon!" yn's sudden excuse catches him off guard, his eyes going wide as he stares at her in disbelief. "is that so?" the one with the thick accent wonders, an eyebrow cocking up in search of confirmation. "yeah...yes...yes!" the boy's voice is clear and confident now, proudly sticking his chest out as he wraps an arm around his faux fiancee.

"she got pregnant, we had to get married, and this is supposedly our- um, well, our honeymoon...yeah" the locals laugh again, "you're lying...a terrible liar, you are, yes" the german men share incoherent conversation with each other for a moment, leaving the foreign pair to watch and listen in confusion. just then, one of the two reveals a pamphlet from out his shirt pocket. "this is uh...this is a play we both star in. we wanted to invite you, so yeah" the korean boy gratefully accepts the paper, scanning through it intently. "what's it about?" yn asks, stroking her hair away as the wind blew against it. "it's about a cow and indians searching for it, also politicians...and stuff" one says, "i play the cow" the other follows. "yes and the cow has a disease...acting a bit strange like a dog" yn and jaehyun share another puzzled look, using all the strength in their body to hold in their laughs at the ridiculousness that escaped the mouths of the german strangers.

"as you can see, there's an address there" one says, pointing towards the obvious map in the pamphlet he had passed them earlier. "it's in the second district...near the prater, you know it? the prater.." he trails off, making a circular motion with his hands. "oh! the big ferris wheel? we should go" yn says, turning towards the boy beside her. "yeah we should" jaehyun replied, nodding as he agreed. "perhaps you can go to the prater before the play, it starts at twenty-one thirty" the foreign pair nod, thanking the odd locals before parting their ways with them and waltzing over to the garden nearby.

he watches as she skips and twirls against the cobblestone. her hair is one with the breeze, as she hums to an unknown tune. "this is a graveyard...i've been here once before when i was young" she explains as they walk through a collection of withered head-stones. "this one" yn says, stopping before a particularly gray grave. "she greatly impacted my life...she died when she was thirteen, and i must've been just that age when i went here the first time..." jaehyun nods, "must've been crazy to think that you were thirteen then, and you're older now..." she agrees, "and this girl will stay thirteen forever" the pair let out a harmonious sigh, staring down fondly at the cemetery scene. "c'mon, let's go catch a tram. my feet hurt" he says, reaching a hand out for her to take. "let's go, the tram stop is just around the corner"

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yn and jaehyun smile softly at each other as they took a seat on the tiny public transport. the seat just big enough for the two of them to sit, yet so very small that the skin of their arms tended to rub against each under as the vehicle began to skim through the city. "okay, i have an idea, you ready?" the boy speaks and she just hums in response. "it's Q&A time. we have to take turns asking each other some questions and then we have to answer honestly, okay?" she nods, "okay, yeah...sounds good- you first, you ask me" jaehyun smiles, "okay, um...when was the first time you had sexual feelings for someone?" his question shocks her a little, "wow, okay um...probably this hot swimmer guy i went to summer camp with...he was so so fine and he had the most defined set of abs and i think i just wanted him so bad...and you know, at the time, my friend had the biggest crush on him!" jae laughs at yn's answer, "wow...okay, your turn ask me something" yn took some time to really think of a good question, a smile making it's way onto her face as she finally finds one.

"have you ever been in love?"

she looks at him in the eyes as she asks the unnecessarily deep question, catching the way a slight glint appeared in his eyes and the way his lips quivered a bit before he replied. "yes. next question" her deeply focused expression turns into that of a look of bewilderment at his underwhelming answer. "what?! you're giving me a one word answer? after i told you the story of my sexual feelings towards a hot swimmer?" he laughs, "yes, yes i am" she's in shock, mouth hung opened as she shook her head. "that's so unfair" yn says but jaehyun argues, "hey! if you asked about my sex life i would answer too! but love...love is, it's complicated okay!" the girl rolls her eyes, "whatever! you could've made something up, at least" the boy sighs, a hand slapping against his forehead in surrender.

the pair spent the rest of their tram ride going back and forth, asking each other all sorts of questions ranging from deep and dark to silly things like what their favourite colours were. at one point they had decided to hop off the transport, their feet having enough rest and ready to take them to wherever deemed fitting for the day. i guess somehow, fate had taken them over to an old record shop. the place was vintage, the yellow walls were faded and they were greeted with a hefty breath of dust as they entered the store. yn blinks slowly as her delicate fingers run through all sorts of vinyls that were neatly sorted on the rack. jaehyun did the same right across from her. "ever heard of this singer? my friend told me about her, i think she's an english singer" the girl asks, lifting up a pretty looking album. on it's cover, a picture of a freckled girl with bleach blonde hair. "hm...beabadoobee? should we go listen to it?" the boy asks, a head tilted towards the listening room that sat at the very end of the shop. the girl nods, "i wonder if the record players here still even work..."

sure enough, they do work. the boy and the girl watching silently as the round vinyl began to spin under the sharp pin of the player. a sort of scratchy sound rang in their ears for a moment before it died down into the sound of sweet female vocals. they didn't know the name of the track, not really caring enough to check the list of songs that were displayed on the back side of the vinyl's cover. they didn't speak to each other, their backs leaned against the wooden sound-proof walls. 'how was your day? was it okay?' the female voice sang sweetly, the acoustic tune calming down their muscles they didn't even realize were beginning to tense up. jaehyun sneaks a look at her, averting his gaze hastily whenever yn caught him, and then they'd giggle bashfully, as if they were little kids discovering true love for the very first time.

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"there it is" yn says, looking up at the large ferris wheel at the center of prater park. "what are we waiting for, then?" jaehyun shoots her that smile she's gotten all too fond of, a contagious sight as she, too, grins happily. the girl takes hold of his hand, skipping excitedly over to the queue. not many people were waiting in line, just a few couples and families with their children. "wow..." the boy sighs, his arms hanging out of the window as he looks down at the view below him. "it's beautiful" he continues, moving closer to the center of the cart where she stood. "mhm...the sun's about to set too..." she states, watching as the pretty blue european skies get dim, and a slight orange tint began to paint against it. he finds himself staring at her, sure she'd catch his eye ever since the very moment he had caught a glimpse of her on the train this morning, but he swore nothing- none of that compared to the way he saw her right now. the sunset reflected off of yn's eyes, her hair a mess from all the wind, a soft smile placed delicately against her pink-ish lips. jaehyun just couldn't help himself, he couldn't let this sight of her go to waste, and only if she knew...if she knew how badly he wanted to-

"what is it?" her voice shakes him out of his trance. "huh?" he asks, shaking his head as his eyes meet her own. suddenly his mind goes blank, the boy who had been speaking oh so much all day was at a lost for words. "i...i uh...i just" the girl laughs, her arms moving away from where they sat at the rim of the ferris wheel cart and over to wrap lightly around his neck and against his shoulders. "are you trying to ask me to kiss you?" yn giggles again when a red tint engulfed the boy's cheeks and ears, a bashful look on his face as his gaze lingered onto her own. "i mean..." he begins, taking a single step closer to her. "i'm not opposed to it, are you?" the last thing jaehyun heard was a playful scoff, and the last thing he saw was her eyes rolling sarcastically to the back of her head. or at least that's all that he remembers before she closed off all the space they had between them, their tongues tangled against one another's as they breathed deeply into the kiss. they didn't realize how much they've been longing for a taste of each other until this very moment, what was supposed to be a sweet kiss against the sunset had slowly turned into something more hungry, thirsty like they've been starved for days prior. giddy, a term you must've read far too many times to describe the two strangers that met just hours ago on the train, but that's exactly what they were. so insanely giddy that they found themselves smiling and grinning like a bunch of circus clowns as their teeth tugged against their lips and their hands twisted against their hair.

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"i'm gonna call my friend from art school who i'm supposed to be having lunch with in a couple of hours, okay?" yn says suddenly, sitting across from jaehyun as they dined at a local restaurant not too far from the prater park. "okay" he says, though he sounds a bit unsure and his face showed just the same confusion as he watched her stick an imaginary phone beside her ear. "ring ring ring...pst, pick up the phone" she whispered the last bit, signalling for him to go along with her little skit. he obliges, creating a telephone shape with his own hand and pressing it lightly against his ear. "hello?" he speaks, she fails to hold in a laugh. "hi, it's me yn! listen...i don't think i'll make it to lunch today..." she nods, telling him it's his turn to speak. "oh no, are you okay?" the girl smiles, "well...i'm in vienna right now...i got off the train with this korean guy and-" she was cut off, "are you crazy?!" the boy exclaims in an awful french accent that he assumed her friends over in her parisian art school would have. "mhm..." jaehyun lets out a dramatic sigh, "why'd you get off with him?" she looked up in the air, deep in thought with her chin pressed against her palm. "well...he convinced me" she looked him straight in the eyes this time, not letting him interrupt her as she began to speak into the imaginary phone again. "he's this really interesting guy...we spoke of all sorts of things in the dining car on the train, he was reading metamorphosis by franz kafka, and i just felt some sort of a connection to him"

"well...what's he like?" now the boy was using this roleplay to his advantage, trying to make the most out of the situation and the fake phone call. "well he's taller than me, he's got kind eyes and a fond smile. he kind of mumbles when he talks but he's got this extroverted tone, the kind of person you'd feel warm around even during the winter time...he's kind of clumsy- oh! and he kisses like a dork" jaehyun's eyes go wide, "what?!" yn giggles, "yeah, we kissed...and as the night goes by i find myself liking him more and more..." she trails off, his gaze gets deeper, somewhat more intense. "you gonna see him again?" he asks, still in character. "we.." she stops for a moment, "we haven't talked about that yet" then the pair went silent, just basking into the atmosphere and taking their time to look into each other's sparkling eyes. yn sighs once, putting her hand down in a motion as if she were hanging up the call.

"your turn, go call one of your bros in korea"

jaehyun presses his hand against his ear again, "ring ring...it usually goes to voicemail..." yn laughs, "hey jae, what's up, my man?" she suddenly speaks in a deep voice, the change in octave caught him slightly off guard. "hey, woonhak- what's up bro, i'm alright" the boy says, his free hand toying with the silver cutlery that sat atop his plate. "how's europe? you leaving from vienna tomorrow right?" the girl had decided to rid herself of the previous faux-male voice, reverting back to her usual tone. "yeah, yeah man it's been great...i'm actually having the time of my life right now...and uh, i'll tell you why" the girl doesn't respond, only nodding to tell him to continue.

"i met this girl on the train and we got off at vienna together" jaehyun tells, as if the girl in question wasn't seated right across from him. "oh yeah? what's she like? she hot?" the boy laughs at the girl's awfully blunt response, wondering if that's what women thought men really sound like (they do). "there was this arguing couple that was so loud she had to move seats. she sat across from me reading a book and i decided to talk to her. we went to the dining car and talked for ages. she's smart- like, very smart. she goes to an art school in france. conversations with her seemed to be so natural...it was almost like we had some sort of a connection...but i was so scared i would say the wrong things to her" yn furrows her eyebrows, "but bro, you're never scared to talk to anyone!" she brought back the deep voice, snorting slightly as she fails to suppress a chuckle. he smiles, "i know man...it's just, i don't know...something about her...she makes me nervous"

the fake calls end there, the foreign pair paying for their meals before exiting the brightly lit restaurant. their fingers intertwined as they strolled down the streets of vienna. it was nighttime now, the scenery had become a different vibe from when they arrived earlier in the day. they had just past a beautiful street dancer, yn had explained to him that it was a prenatal dance, soon finding themselves in slight banter as they discussed the gender roles of men and women in society. yn had won the debate, jaehyun admitting defeat and simmering down with the excuse of fearing the wrath of an angered woman. the boy and the girl sat down at a table nearby a twenty-four hour cafe. "look at that..." she says, eyes pointing towards an old woman in a turban. a palm reader. "she looks interesting, no?" the boy nods slowly, "yeah...oh shit- shit, she's coming this way, oh god" the girl laughs, "oh fuck, we made eye-contact" in a matter of seconds, the old lady had appeared right in front of them. "hi...english or french?" yn asks, but she gets no answer, instead the palm reader just grabs at her hand, flipping it over to look intently at the wrinkles of her palm.

the lady drags her own finger against the skin, mumbling something to herself before looking the girl straight in the eyes. "you're a stranger to this place...you're a traveler, you seek adventure...what's more, you seek love. yet, you're a driving force, a strong minded girl..." the fortune teller trails off, dropping yn's hand and moving to grab a hold of jaehyun's. "and you...you'll be alright" the lack of depth in his reading must've felt unfair, a scoff escaping the boy's mouth as he stares at the older lady in disbelief. "now..." she croaks before rubbing her fingers in circular motions. the pair laugh, fishing their bags for some cash to hand over to the palm reading lady. she smiles softly, accepting the money before skipping away into the shadows to find another pair of tourists to rip off for a fortune.

"i just...there's no way you believe all that...do you?" jaehyun complains, his hands thrown up into the air in frustration. yn just laughs out loud, her arms wrapping around her own body to shield her from the cool nighttime air. "i mean...are you sure you're not just upset she didn't give you a great fortune?" the boy sighed, "she absolutely ripped us off!" the girl rolls her eyes, "whatever...you look too into things, you know? you're just upset you didn't hear what you wanted to" he gasps dramatically, "that is so not true! i'm just saying...she's using tourists and fake fantasies to make money and rip people off!" yn shakes her head, "you're so..." she trails off, stopping in her tracks to turn towards him. "i'm so...hot? sexy? fresh and cool? you so badly want to kiss me?" the girl sighs, "so insufferable" she says, watching the way his prideful smirk melts into a pout. "can't deny that you still so badly want to kiss me, though" he states, cupping her cheeks in his hands and leaning in to press his lips onto hers once again.

"huh..." yn sighs as they separate, their hands still intertwined with each other's. "what is it?" jaehyun asks, looking at her worriedly. "nothing...it's just funny to think that we won't see each other again after tomorrow" her words affected him more that he would've thought. "you mean...you don't think we'll ever see each other again?" his voice is sort of shaky, cracking a bit as if he were about to cry. "i mean, let's be realistic. you live in korea, i live in france..." he nods along with her sentences, "you're right..." he trails off, really trying his best not to cry right now. "but, i guess it's not a bad thing...we made the most of these past few hours, and we still have a few more to go, no?" she reasons, her hand unconsciously rubbing circular shapes against his. "yeah..." it's silent again for a moment. the only other sound apart from their breaths on this empty street was the live band that played a couple blocks away from them. "it's depressing though, isn't it?" yn speaks again, looking up at him with glossy eyes, noticing the way his gleamed as well. "hm?" jaehyun asked, "i mean now all we can probably think of is how much longer we have till we have to say goodbye" she bites her lip, still not breaking eye-contact with him. "then let's say goodbye now. so we won't have to do it again tomorrow" she smiles at his idea, nodding enthusiastically as they both fixed their posture to stand straight.

"goodbye" they say in unison. "au revoir" she says, giggling softly when he shoots her a toothy smile. "annyeong!" he says cheerfully, waving his hand around like an idiot.

by midnight the two had found themselves sprawled out against the grass, over at an empty plain of land in the depths of the city's large park, staring at the bright moon that gave light for people to see. "you know...i find myself caught up in special moments like staying up all night or dancing till the sunrise...i always knew those moments were special..." yn's voice quiets down, she can feel his gaze locked onto her face as she scans through the starry night sky. "but?" jaehyun asks, wanting her to keep talking. "but i always felt like something was wrong, like i wish i was doing all those things with someone else" they share a laugh. "but for some reason...i feel content with you- like there isn't a single flaw" he smiles, "do you think we'll have more moments like this?" she rolls her eyes, "what happened to being realistic, jaehyun?" the boy sighs, propping himself up on his forearm so he was almost hovering over her. "i know, but think about it..." he clears his throat and she shifts slightly to get a better view of his face.

"ten, fifteen years from now...we've been married for a couple years, gathering with all our new mutual friends. i'm getting a little too drunk, talking everyone's ear off about the same story about how we met on a train one day all by chance. everyone gets so tired of me yap on and on about how i fell in love with this girl, growing even more fond of her as the sun rises...and you come get me, tell me it's time to go home, tell me you'll drive cause i can't even walk in a straight line..." the boy's eyes wander off to the sky as he looks into his future fantasy, the girl can't help but smile as he went into immense detail, covering every part of their married life- as if just hours ago, they weren't mere strangers.

"are you saying you've managed to fall in love with me that quickly?" yn laughs, finding the way his cheeks flushed all too hilarious. "i mean...did i say that?" jaehyun tried to save himself, slumping down against the grass as he sighed in defeat, his hands went up to cover the embarrassment on his face. the girl sits up, turning to move his hands away so she could look at him. he stared up at her, a hint of longing in the way his dark brown orbs sparkled. she mimicked the same expression, like they were telepathically sending each other the same sort of signal. a signal that read in big bold letters.

kiss me.

the kiss was intense, his hands found home in the backside of her head, pulling her towards him and sending her body crashing down on top of his. lost in each other for a moment, the pair tossed and tumbled against the green grass, completely ignoring the fact that the leaves were starting to scratch against their skin, a high chance of a rash greeting them in the morning. they didn't even notice the way the skies were getting brighter, the sun rising all too quickly, before they could even process it.

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"last night...it was all like a dream" yn's voice is raspy, a mixture of the cool morning air and the events of the night prior. "yeah...lot's of fun" jaehyun agreed, his left hand sneaking up under his jacket to scratch at a spot that began to itch on his lower back. they walked close to each other, roaming the silent streets of vienna for one last time. they were unusually quiet. it's not that they ran out of things to talk about, it's just that they didn't really feel the need to speak right now. they passed by a large theatre, right by where they were at the parter last night. the girl smiles softly, "we didn't end up watching that play..." the boy laughs at the memory. a sudden sound of piano music stopped them in their tracks, they paused to look at each other. both their eyebrows knitted together and their eyes moving around frantically in search of the source.

"is that it?" jae wonders, crouching down to peak into a tiny window. "i think so..." the girl follows, smiling as she catches a glimpse of a young man, sat behind a large grand piano. his fingers moving swiftly in complex patterns as he taps on the black and white keys. "wow..." the boy whispers, fascinated by the musical number. he steps back from the window, beginning to step along to the beat. she laughs when he offers her a hand, "care to dance with me?" who was she to say no, gladly taking his hand in her own and allowing him to take the lead. they waltzed for a moment, sharing hushed laughs when she accidentally steps on his feet for the third time. the streetlights had begun to turn off, indicating that enough sunlight had surfaced over the area.

"we better head off to the station soon..." yn says, her head now sat on his lap as they relaxed on a bench somewhere in the city. jaehyun sighs, reminded that they'd have to part ways sooner or later. he strokes a finger through her hair, her eyes closing once before fluttering opened again. "i wish this could last forever..." he says, his eyebrows twitching and his eyes drooping ever so slightly. she hums, "yeah..."

before they knew it the pair had made it to the train station. he promised to see her off before he looked for his own train. "you sure you know where to go?" yn asked, slight worry at the thought of a lost puppy-like jaehyun. he nodded, "yes, don't worry"

"okay then..." the girl says, standing before him with her bags in hand, the train getting ready to depart making loud noises that rang in their ears. "i guess...i guess this is goodbye then" she continues, her tone is melancholy, almost depressed. "yeah...um...you know, i really- i, you know" the boy tries his best to speak but for some reason he couldn't seem to form any coherent sentences at the moment. she understood him though, nodding as he pressed his hands on either side of her shoulders, her own ones placed against his waist. "um..." he sighs and so does she, deciding it was a waste of time to speak before leaning in for a long and passionate kiss.

"listen..." jaehyun was out of breath, he didn't know if it was from the kiss they had just shared, or if it was because he could feel his heart pumping right out of his chest. "that thing we said last night about being realistic i- i don't want that, i wanna see you" yn's eyes widened at his words, "me too" now it was his turn to be shocked. "what- why didn't you say anything?" he asked, eyes softening as did hers. "i was afraid you didn't want to..." the boy shook her head, as if to say that were impossible. "okay then...why don't we meet here again?" she nods along with him. "in um...five years" her eyebrows furrowed, "five years? that's like torture" he agrees, "you're right...okay one year?" the girl smiles, "okay, one year" but he shakes his head, "how bout six months?" now she looked bewildered, "six months? it'll be freezing!" he laughed, "i don't care! c'mon, six months, same spot right here" yn nods, repeating his words to herself. "okay...i'll see you then"

their conversation is cut short by the whistling sound of the train horn, signalling that she had to leave in just a minute. "okay, i...i have to go" she stutters, still out of breath from this whole thing. "yeah, okay" he replies, pulling her in for one last kiss. as they parted, they made sure to stare at each other for just a little longer, savoring the way the breeze flowed through their messy hair, the way his eyes watered and the way her eyebrows turned upwards in sorrow.

"goodbye" he says, voice just above a whisper. "au revoir" she replies, beginning to let go of his hands. "annyeong!" he exclaims one last time, waving as she hops into the cart. jaehyun follows her through the window as she finds herself a seat to sit in. yn laughs to herself as the boy sends her about a billion flying kisses. however her smiles fade into that of a somber frown as the train begins to depart, his tall figure disappearing into the distance until he was completely out of sight.

jaehyun got onto a bus towards the airport not long after. no matter how exhausted he'd been from all his unexpected adventures in europe, the last thing the boy could do was sleep. instead, he sat wide awake all the way back to his home country. only one thing in his mind that he kept circling back to again and again and again. and as all cliche love stories go, you know exactly what it is that's got him so insanely worked up. it was the mere thought of her. of the girl he met by chance on a train, the girl he spent a night in a foreign country with, the girl he could talk to for hours..

the girl he fell more and more in love with as the sun began to rise.

the end.

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YAYYYY!!! this ended up longer than i expected 😭 guys if u havent watched before sunrise i think u shld DEFINITELY watch it it's like one of the best romance movies EVERRR!! anyways i hope u enjoyed this, sorry for being so ia while i was on my holiday trip </3 will be back on the writing grind i promise 🫶 reblogs n feedbacks r greatly appreciated <3 dms n asks r always opened if u wanna talk to me!! love, kona.

#kona's work ♡#boynextdoor #boynextdoor drabbles #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor x reader #myung jaehyun #myung jaehyun x reader #boynextdoor myung jaehyun #bnd x reader #bnd myung jaehyun #jaehyun

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paodocinh · 7 months ago

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Can you draw more plus-sized Summer Rose? Do you have other body diversity headcanons in RWBY, such as Qrow with a beer belly?

Hellooo lovely anon!

god, when i saw this ask i went absolutely ballistic. No words can explain just how much I adore my hcs of Summer Rose, she's my favorite RWBY character because the little details i added to her character as hcs just kind of made it for me, even if she has next to no screentime in the main series.

Personally, in my aus, i have tweaked and changed a LOT of the main cast so it'd have more representation. I couldn't draw all of them sadly, but here goes the little list:

Body diversity HCS ->

1. Blake Belladona is poc! This is the more obvious one but I decided to make her a dark-skinned woman as a general hcs in everything I do. You could also go further and say that her hair texture is different, and that she just straightens it.

2. Yang Xiao Long has a muscular build! (No shit sherlock) but yeah, she's buff! Give the girl her muscles! I also made her anatomy a little bit less off and she probably has a little belly too, because I can't really accept that she's so thin while her breasts are completely disproportionate to her body. She's also tanned!

3. This isn't exactly my HCS, because I haven't specifically added them to any AU, but I really like @peixedobar's take that Weiss Schnee has albinism.

4. Ruby Rose is also a bit stronger physically! She isn't as buff as Yang or Raven, because these two are absolute units, but she also isn't as thin as she is in cannon.

This is also more prominent for my Zombie!AU because Ruby lends Crescent Rose to Oscar for a good part of the plot, and after that she just... fucking punches everyone to oblivion. (I know it's a bit OOC but in-universe it makes sense)

5. Lie Ren is blasian! I don't really know where I got this from, but while thinking to myself about what I could do to make my Zombie Au more inclusive, the thought just crossed my mind. His hair is also textured, he has braids.

6. Raven Branwen is fucking jacked. Seriously she's probably the most well-built character I can think of in my AUs. She isn't like a massive war tank(or similar to League of Legends Illaoi for example) but she is very in-shape and has very well-defined muscles along with a body adorned by scars. Aside from that, she's also part asian, part... Brazillian? More elaboration on that on Qrow's part lmfao.

7. Qrow Brawen with a fucking beer belly LETS GOOOOOOOO!!

Anon, when you suggested that, i went insane. It had never crossed my mind, because I often drew Qrow with a very muscular build, mostly out of anatomy studies — But gosh, I adored this hc in so many ways i'll probably add it EVERYWHERE. QROW WITH A BEER BELLY SHALL BE MY MARK ON THIS PLANET.

Aside from that, I also made his face more detailed. Usually it was difficult for me to draw him because he lacked a lot of facial details that often make irl people more unique, and I believe that's due to RWBY's artstyle. On mines, however, he has beauty marks below his right eyebrow and one above the right side of his lips. Scars all over, too.

He has a Japanese descent(Assuming that The Branwen Tribe is from Anima + Raven's choice of wear cannonically) and asiatic features on his eyes, but him and Raven also have heavy latin-american characteristics. They're Brazillian in my aus, mostly out of a inside joke(I too am Brazillian) and the fact that Qrow gives me a lot of latino vibes(Contrary to popular fandom belief, his hips do not lie !!!!), but after a while I started noticing that It actually wouldn't be too far-fetched to believe this, because if you look back at the history and relationship between Brazil and Japan, you'd find that these two countries actually have a LOT of story together!

Brazil homes a bunch of different cultures and ethnicities in it's lands, it's a country with a lot of diversity so in my opinion it wouldn't be too otherworldly to make The Branwen Twins brazillian in my aus :p

That's it for body hcs! I'll probably have more in the near future, but for now these are the ones I can remember.

Other diversity Hcs ->

1. Autistic Penny, Ruby, Summer Rose(this wasn't on purpose, it just happened as I was writting her LMFAO), Neopolitan

2. Transfem Nora, He/They Lie Ren

3. ADHD Jaune, Qrow Branwen

4. This is specific to a AU I have, it isn't present in my other works, but in La Vie En Rose(Royal Au) Neopolitan eventually has a leg injury during a major plotpoint that leaves her disabled, so her Parasol is also used as a cane of sorts since she can't be as agile and flexible anymore. She's still slaying though, always.

5. Summer Rose is blind of one eye!

I'm quite sure I forgot a few, and with time I'll update you on everything, but for now these are the ones! Thanks for asking, Anon!

And just as you asked for~ A lovely Summer Rose on a Beach day for ya!

#rwby #rwby headcannons #rwby hcs #rwby fanart #rwby au #fanart #summer rose #summer rose rwby

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riplever · 7 months ago

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Ranking Asian TV’s Fox Gods Based On Foxiness 🦊

//*SPOILER WARNING*\\

//*SUBJECTIVE OPINION WARNING*\\

Cherry-picked my favorite looks from the popular dramas!

Wanted to say that I’ll update this when the live-action Chinese mega IP Fox Spirit Matchmaker airs, but I’m too fickle to commit to watching it.

Lee Yeon from Tales of the Nine Tailed 🦊

Who is he: A pure-blooded fox spirit mountain god who is the most powerful god of his country

When was this photo taken: After he killed his best friend's elder brother and didn't apologize

Face: Gaunt, pale, forlorn, haggard, ruthlessly handsome

Hair: Perfection, dual colored, layered, wintery and firey like hot blood in the cold snows

Body: Top-notch mountain god killing machine, buffer than his skinny face makes him look

Power level: Godly among gods, nothing can defeat him except himself

Rizz level: Irreverent, infallible, always has a sixth sense for his girl

Intelligence level: Not the smartest but always the tireless problem solver. Can and will cheat

Personality flaws: One-track minded romantic, massive sore loser about his girlfriend dying

Personality pros: He loves his dear ones so hard that he will sacrifice the world for them

Is he okay in present time? He's achieved some measure of peace with his regrets, but at the same time he's the type to never truly forgive himself for his regrets

Chances of him ensuring your survivability: 99.9%. The 0.1% represents the yet-unrevealed elder gods (like his father) that might best him yet

Chances of him going crazy if you die: 100%

Did this character challenge the actor's acting?: No, far too easy for Lee Dong Wook

Did this character's wardrobe challenge the actor's beauty?: Yes, not pictured here is a flaming barbie pink robe that made him look more androgynous than Lee Yeon deserves

Is he foxy enough? Only when he rizzes, eats, or showers with his rubber duckies; the rest of the time he's just plain godly

Overall ranking: 3.9 stars out of 5, earning points because of the unforgettable quality costume design, losing points because this god is too ridiculously overpowered to be believed

Lee Rang from Tales of the Nine Tailed 🦊

Who is he: The younger half-blood brother of the most powerful fox spirit mountain god in his country

When was this photo taken: After he slaughtered an entire village in cold blood, and before his elder brother stabs him for it

Face: Chubby apple cheeks, big puppy eyes, hopeful little smile (not pictured)

Hair: This red-tinted bushy ponytail look is criminally underrated

Body: Skinner than the robes or cheeks will have you believe. Lean and muscular

Power level: Not very powerful due to the human blood mixed in, but highly resourceful with his weapons and magic

Rizz level: He's either dense and suspicious or flirtatious and insincere

Intelligence level: Cunning, sly, does things on the sneak, but needs help cleaning up his messes

Personality flaws: He loves his big brother the most in the world. Century-long abandonment issues, massive chip on the shoulder, violent

Personality pros: He loves his big brother the most in the world. Very prone to being influenced, and can be shaped to be a better person with just a little faith

Is he okay in present time? He's released himself from judgement and still loves his big brother the most in the world

Chances of him ensuring your survivability: 78%, take your chances before Lee Yeon arrives

Chances of him going crazy if you die: 100%

Did this character challenge the actor's acting?: Yes, Lee Rang's entire elder brother complex is mapped and explored from seasons 1 to 2

Did this character's wardrobe challenge the actor's beauty?: Yes, challenged with a good number of different hair styles and different time periods. Not all faces can handle this task

Is he foxy enough: Very foxy, two-faced, bites when provoked, bites when unprovoked, temperamental, anger issues, hopeless romantic

Overall ranking: 4.4 stars out of 5, more like a fox than his pure-blooded elder brother and given a lot of plot time to explore the breadth of a foxy personality

Tushan Jing from Lost You Forever 🦊

Who is he: The human-society-integrated descendent of a great ancient fox spirit (Lee Yeon???!!) and heir of a wealthy family

When was this photo taken: When he was doing the thankless job of plotting for his friends (not himself!) to rise to power

Face: Wide-eyed innocence, thin lips thin promises, quiet smiles

Hair: Straight hair, straight-laced, very vanilla

Body: Very skinny, heavily scarred, tall and reedy

Power level: Not very powerful but he knows exactly where his limits are (will advise you to run)

Rizz level: So smooth and naughty that he surely must have had lots of ex-girlfriends before

Intelligence level: The sharpest behind-the-scenes politician in his own country as well as all the neighboring ones

Personality flaws: Too kind-hearted. Prone to jealousy, possessive behavior, procrastination and self-deprecation

Personality pros: Ostentatiously generous, patient, empathetic, forgiving

Is he okay in present time? He's not very okay but he very likely will be okay because he has a survivor mentality

Chances of him ensuring your survivability: 66%, but rest assured that he will fight tooth and nail to ensure your survivability

Chances of him going crazy if you die: 200% he will die with you

Did this character challenge the actor's acting?: Not really, this is a typical character archetype, but anyway his actor's career is just beginning

Did this character's wardrobe challenge the actor's beauty?: Yes, it's restricting, too "clean" of an image for a fox. Deng Wei's IRL style and presence actually seems to out-fox Tushan Jing

Is he foxy enough: Hopeless romantic, emotionally sensitive, highly sentimental, bites where it hurts and when you least expect it

Overall ranking: 4.6 stars out of 5, if you're gonna date a fox don't expect it to be all roses and rainbows. Scored high for being a bundle of human-shaped domesticated fox traits, lost some for having more human problems than foxy problems

(Honarary Fox) Li Lianhua from Mysterious Lotus Casebook 🦊❓

Is he a fox? No, he's just often accused for being an “old foxy bastard” and even leaned into it by naming his pet dog “little vixen”

Who is he: The rebranded alter ego of the former Greatest Hero In The World

When was this photo taken: When he was feeling pleased with himself

Face: Fierce frown, wicked smirk, apologetic nose taps

Hair: Pay attention to the hair ornament he wears which are symbols of a lotus flower’s life cycle from seed to decay, which is used as a metaphor for his own lifespan in the drama

Body: Looks ill, always ready to cough blood, but also, tough, mega-strong and supremely flexible waist

Power level: At 10% of his power reserve, Li Lianhua can fight anybody, anything, and win

Rizz level: Good at articulation, poor at communication, natural luck with girls

Intelligence level: The smartest detective and most talented doctor on the jianghu

Personality flaws: Self-deprecating, towering ego, flakey, commitment issues, chronic liar, just disappears

Personality pros: Always changing himself for the better except for his biggest complexes (such as regarding commitment), generous and mostly forgiving

Is he okay in present time? Re-joined the canon of jianghu mysteries with his biggest and final vanishing act

Chances of him ensuring your survivability: 101%, the extra 1% comes from his self-sacrifice to ensure your survivability

Chances of him going crazy if you die: 50% or less. He’ll keep his sanity to enact revenge, mourn you appropriately and then move on

Did this character challenge the actor's acting?: Yes, nuanced relationships between friends, lovers, bros, and incredibly demanding martial arts sequences

Did this character's wardrobe challenge the actor's beauty?: Not the most challenging, but wide-ranging, varied in color, and certainly exquisitely produced

Is he foxy enough: Had domesticating foxes been a thing in ancient China, his friends are sure to have found some way to have him permanently leashed. Not very foxy in the romance department but certainly keeps the metaphor alive in all other regards

Overall ranking: 4.1 stars out of 5, not a fox by blood but definitely a fox at heart

Always Number One In Somebody’s Heart — the foxes taking the undisputed position as:

Most Inconceivably Powerful: Lee Yeon (fantasy powers) and Li Lianhua (martial arts)

Most Unlucky Wretched Soul: Lee Rang

Would Make The Nicest Husband: Tushan Jing

Would Make The Fussiest Husband: Lee Yeon

Most Luck With Girls: Li Lianhua

Worst Luck With Girls: Tushan Jing is in the fiercest love rectangle ever

Most “Bros Over Hoes”: Li Lianhua

Most Afraid Of His Past: All

Most “this mountain is my mountain” (territorial): Lee Yeon

Least “this mountain is my mountain” (can share his things): Li Lianhua

Most Likely To Ask You Out First: Lee Yeon

Most Likely To Ask You Out Second: Tushan Jing

Will Never Ask: Lee Rang

Not Interested In Asking You Out: Li Lianhua

Most Willing To Break Hearts: Li Lianhua

Takes Most Time To Get Ready: Lee Yeon

Most Willing To Cross-Dress: Li Lianhua

Most Gullible: Lee Rang

Most Likely To Cry: Lee Rang

Most Ready To Bleed: Li Lianhua

Most Willing To Be Little Spoon: Lee Yeon

Most Likely To Drive Safely: Tushan Jing

Most Likely To Drive Successfully On Difficult Terrain: Li Lianhua

Most Likely To Wreck His Car: Lee Yeon

Most Deserving To Have His Driving License Revoked: Lee Rang

Friendliest With Other Animals: Tushan Jing

Most Likely To Spend Money: Lee Yeon

Most Likely To Spend Money On You: Tushan Jing

Unlikely To Spend Money On You: Lee Rang

Hordes Money: Li Lianhua

Quickest To Offend Someone Deliberately: Lee Rang

Quickest To Offend Someone Unintentionally: Lee Yeon

Sure To Offend Someone Eventually: Li Lianhua

Will Never Offend Others At All: Tushan Jing

Most Likely To Lie Because It’s Funny: Lee Rang

Most Likely To Get Frustrated About Lying: Lee Yeon

Most Unhappy About Lying: Tushan Jing

Most Likely To Lie, Period: Li Lianhua

Foxes pending release and initial impressions:

Yang Mi's Hong Hong (Red Moon Pact): Definitely looks like she has a liking for human blood

Zhang Yunlong's Hong Ye (Love in Pavilion): Old man with graying hair and some kind of twisted perspective on parenting

Cheng Yi's Fugui (Sword and Beloved): Platinum blonde prince with severe daddy issues thanks to the above

Zhang Linghe’s Hua Cheng (fingers crossed that this will eventually air): Another honorary fox, probably the biggest one in size on this list

#lee yeon #lee rang #tushan jing #li lianhua #tales of the nine-tailed #chang xiang si #mysterious lotus casebook #shitpost #character rankings #k drama #c drama

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softquietsteadylove · 5 months ago

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If you don’t mind, I’d love to hear your headcanons for the Ice Queen X Tyrant King AU as well🥹🫶💕 thank youuu <3

More Ice Queen/Tyrant King headcanons! Let's go!!!

Little Heiress lives in Korea again. She will hate Gil and Thena both until the day she dies. But she has resigned herself to the fact that going after either of them again will result in her death.

Druig is a hacker, like one of the crazy impossible ones in the movies. He taps into surveillance like it's nothing, owns a bunch of networks and servers. He doesn't show up to many meetings in person, but he and Makkari get together when they can.

Speaking of the Lightning Thief herself, she has many talents, but she chooses to stay contracted as a petty thief. She thinks it's more fun and it offers her more variety and the freedom to travel. She has no permanent place, usually renting in small slots of time. When she's in town, she stays with Druig.

Makkari loves hanging out with Thena and Sersi. None of them had all that normal a childhood, so she likes having girl friends to hang out with. Sometimes she breaks into their homes when she wants to have a sleepover. She doesn't do it to Thena anymore, ever since she broke in and they were getting busy in the elevator again.

Kingo really played it down at the time, but he was the one to give Gil Thena's building passcode. He told him that she was miserable, moping around like she'd gotten her heart broken. His instruction to Gil was "fix it".

Imo comes to America a lot more often now, entirely to visit them. And by them, it's mostly Thena. She'll show up and Thena will drop all her business for the day to visit with her. Imo says she's a good daughter. Then Gil will get home, find out they've spent all day together, having tea or chilling or shopping, and he pouts about being left out.

Gil once asks Thena if he's losing his edge. When she asks what he means he pats his belly and says maybe he should quit drinking beer or something. She says she doesn't mind any shape he's in, so long as that shape is alive (and she says she's not romantic).

He does go to the gym though, that is on days when he's not beating people up and disposing of bodies, since rest days are important. It's mostly because, ever since that French guy, he's been even more aware than usual just how beautiful and desired his fiance is.

He's asked Thena once or twice what she wants to do for the wedding. She says that she thought he would have an idea. They haven't gotten very far past that, since they're already quite married in spirit anyway.

They both have their ring tattoos on the left hand, while the physical rings are on the right. Thena takes hers off frequently, whether it's because she doesn't want to get blood on it or because she doesn't want whomever she's meeting with to know she has a weakness like that. Gil never takes his off.

Thena's favourite foods are tteokbokki, carbonara and traditional Russian solyanka, all of which Gil knows how to make deliciously. She grew up with a lot of Russian and European cuisine of course, and even some central Asian dishes thanks to her various nannies and caretakers. But once Gil started cooking Korean food for her, she hasn't looked back.

Imo shows her some things when she visits, but Thena has confessed multiple times with embarrassment that she's a terrible cook. Imo says that's fine so long as she has other things she's good at, like running the business.

Imo is surprisingly violent. She's run the family business for a long time--the business Gil's father married into, she likes to remind him. Imo has enforced so much in her day that she used to get called the Red Queen. Thena only idolizes her even more for it.

Although it's rare, if Thena and Gil argue over the course of a few days, she'll threaten to call Imo. Things resolve themselves quickly.

Gil likes bringing home little treats. Thena always says she doesn't need them or she's not hungry after dinner or something. They're always gone by the next time he looks in the fridge.

Gil loves calling Thena little petnames like Ice, and Sweetness, and Princess, and she even lets him call her baby here and there. But he makes sure to take time to lean in close and whisper Thena at just the right times.

They still haven't discussed the wedding plans, but if Gil were to ask her to go through with a Korean wedding, she would still say yes.

Imo calls the office sometimes and Thena isn't in, but she likes talking to Kingo--thinks he's funny. Thena tells her not to taunt her personal assistant, but Imo is like an orca who enjoys playing with her food before the kill.

#Thank you so much for the ask!!!#orcas are the sociopaths of the ocean #and dolphins are psychopaths #absolute monsters #anyway I have so many thoughts about this au #I never could have guessed it would take off the way that it did #but it has such a special place in my heart #Phastos is a master business runner but he mostly acts as a fence now since he has a family #he invents some crazy shit though #Ikaris is Ajak's second in command #because he used to work a lot with Sersi with his ties to the Scottish mafia #but since they broke up he got out of the business as much as he could #Makkari discovered Sersi was dating some regular citizen prettyboy named Dane and teases her about it #Dane has no idea about any of this at all #Gil hasn't really added much to the decor #since his own apartment was pretty barren anyway aside from some sentimental stuff #and guy furniture #he says Thena's place is nicer and more comfy anyway #She's glad he didn't bring a bunch of gaudy or ugly furniture with him #but she makes room for him in the apartment and her life #he has a home office too #doesn't use it much but it is there

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mak3itr7ght · 9 months ago

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Pair : Jeong Hoseok x fm!reader (Pirates of the Caribbean AU)

Words count: 2197

Warnings: mention of death by drowning, MANY SPOILERS about the movies.

Author's note: This is from a whole story I wrote months ago🫶 hope you'll enjoy it~ Happy birthday to our sunshine💚

For a better experience listen to this one, you won't regret it🤭

Y/n managed to stop the phantom crew on time. She observed Jack and Elizabeth escaping through a rope. The duo has been threw up at sea and rescued by the Black Pearl's crew.

Y/n smiled in relief knowing that her friends would be safe. They would end up beating Beckett as well, now that Jones was out of the games.

Finally, Hoseok's death was avenged and his soul could have left the chest and rest in peace and with it, Angie's too.

The girl leaned against the dirty main mast of the Flying Dutchman, the crew was surrounding Will's body, from which they were taking out the heart.

"The Dutchman must have a captain" that was the rule, after all.

Y/n felt her body heavy. She was wounded, not seriously. She was tired, though, mentally. She couldn't andle anymore a life without her lover. The only thing that kept her alive was have revenge, and she got it. Then, there was no other reason to be alive.

The young woman felt the coarse and cold wood against her shoulders' blades, through her blouse's delicate fabric. She gave her red jacket to Jack, asking him to take it back on the Pandora (Hoseok's ship) and leave it there, in his cabin, where it belonged to.

She let herself sliding down the wooden surface, sitting on the deck. The ship was sinking in the ocean, the crew would survived, it was part of their curse, and so would Will, who became one of them. But she wouldn't. Y/N was still human, and she chose the best way to die. Her life, sweetly took away by the water, which accompanied her day and night in the last four years.

She felt her body under the water, her hair floating above her head, the air leaving her longs, replaced with water, a tear escaped from her left eye, dispersing and blending into the blue.

She felt the sun's warmth getting distant, along with its light

Which could hardly reflect on the girl's pupils which she kept wide open even if the salty water made them burn. She wanted to admire the ocean for one last time.

Her life flowed before her eyes, savoring the most beautiful moments she had with her friends, and the small time she had with Hoseok before his death.

She didn't move even if she was suffering, she kept her composure animated by the thought of seeing him again, finally, and then dark, no sound, no perception, the mind disconnecting from the body. An eternal moment.

The sound of the waves spread again in the air, the sun's rays hitting the wet skin, stimulating the young woman's senses. Y/N opened her eyes again, slowly, taking a deep breath, she couldnt understand why she was still breathing. She felt knockles brushing against her cheek and her head resting on someone's lap. She looked up, spotting a shape, the sun shining right behind it.

'Hey'

That voice so familiar, sounded like a melody. Y/n smiled in response.

'I made it' She said in a whisper.

Hoseok kept caressing her face while admiring her with pure love and a sweet smile decorating his asian features. He was wearing a white bluse, white pants, no shoes, his hair were longer, slightly wavy, moved gently by the breeze, his skin, tanned reflecting perfectly the sun's light, his dark eyes that, even in backlight, sparkled.

He looked like an angel, he was an angel, no one could believe that, during his life on Earth, he was the fiercest pirate of the seven seas.

Y/n relaxed all her muscles in that moment, enjoying his touch and the sight.

She extended one hand to move a stread of hair from his eyes and, reluctantly, sat back up,

'I never doubted about that' He whispered calmly, while wrapping an arm around her shoulders to pull her in his embrance.

Y/n could finally dig her fingers in those soft dark hair, smelling his scent of soap and saltiness on his smooth, golden skin. She buried her head in the crook of his neck, leaving some kisses, while holding him tighter. She had no intention of leaving him anymore.

Hoseok did the same, leaving some kisses on her head while a hand stroked softly her back, the other her wet hair. The couple stayed like that for what seemed hours, didn't care anymore about time. They were in the other world, after all, there was no hurry anymore.

The man's expression darkened slightly, while pulling back. He kept holding her face in his hands, observing her, admiring each feature of hers.

'Come with me' He breathed. She nodded in silence.

'We're in the other world. I wonder how it works here..last time he came here I was still alive' she added, chuckling.

'Vieni con me' Disse ad un tratto. Y/n annuì.

Hoseok smiled, amused.

The two walked along the shore, hand in hand. They stayed silent most of the time. The white sand curshing against the waves' foam. The wind moved the tropical plants' leaves, which signed the edge that separated the beach with the island's heart.

They reached the top of a cliff.

Y/n looked out to enjoy the panorama before turning towards her lover, the wind messing up her hair.

'We're free, finally' She smiled broadly.

Hoseok smiled back and got a step closer. His eyes teary and Y/n got the feeling that those tears weren't about joy, but something else. Her smile faded.

'What is it?' She tilted her head.

'You had a task...when you were alive' He started.

'Yes, get a revenge for your death, take your place as a guardian, nominated by the Brethren court and protect everyone. I did it all' She pointed out, raising a brow, wondering why he chose to talk still about that topic.

'I sacrifaced myself to save Jack as well, according to the Code, the title now belongs to another pirate that will be chosen in the court. It'over. We don't have to worry about that anymore, Hoseok' she added, taking his hands and squeezing them.

The man shook her head. "It's not over, Y/n' he corrected.

'W-what the hell do you mean by that?' The girl felt agitation increasing in her body, she couldn't believe that, even if she was dead, she could feel those sensations.

Hoseok scosse la testa. 'Non é finita, Y/n' Corresse.

'You have to protect the seven seas, yes, that's your duty, your time to die hasn't come yet. I can't let you die like this just for our selfishness..' He explained.

'But...but-' She stepped back, loosening the grip on his hands to run a hand through her hair in frustration.

'I don’t understand, Hoseok. When we came in the chest to rescue Jack, you told me that, once I finished the task, we could have been together. That's what made me return in that shitty world again and not remaning in the chest with you!' She shouted. She felt her nose itching, her "heartbeat" accelerating, her stomach burning.

Hoseok got closer to her and rested his forehead against hers.

'Your duty was to protect the sea' He pointed out.

'No. It isn't... I died. I protected the pirate lord i had to protect. The Code speaks-' She objected.

'You had the chance to escape the Dutchman, you chose to die on purpose to be here. It doesn't count' He stated, his voice trembling.

'Listen I don't want you to go' he hesitated, feeling his throat hurting. 'But your destiny is already written, if you don't comeback there, there will be chaos and death' He explained. 'I saw things, Y/n. I saw bed things happening in a world without you, and good things in a world with you' He kept speaking not caring anymore about the tears streaming down his cheeks.

She cried in silence, looking down and listening to him.

'I'll be here, waiting for you, for eternity. I'll guide you, as i always did. As i did when i had to bring you in Davy Jones' chest, as i did taking you to Isla de caja, making you meet my crew... just promise-' he hesitated again. 'Promise me that you'll be happy, that you'll live at the fullest' Desperation in his voice, he was internally fighting against his own wishes and the great good.

Y/n started sobbing louder. 'That's not fair' She cried out.

'We will meet again. You know that my heart is yours' Hoseok leaned in to place a soft kiss on her forehead.

She cupped his face pulling him towards her. Their lips meeting with a certain range, without the intention to break that moment. The girl let her finger bury in his hair while the contact intensified.

She was the one who pulled back first, grudgingly, but she knew that she had to do it otherwise she would send everyone to fuck themselves and let her selfishness win. She admired his features once again, her eyes travelling along his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, his perfect pointy nouse, his heart-shaped lips slightly parted to regain the lost oxygen.

Y/n felt more alive there, by his side, in the overworld, then among the living people, living a life that she didn't even felt like hers anymore, that she had to chose in order to rescue Hoseok, at the beginning of the Journey, and, after losing him in front of her eyes, to get her revenge, escaping from the remorse that she was unable to save him.

She must live, something or someone above them decided that and there were no ways to escape that fate. Both Y/n and Hoseok had to accept it. One thing was sure, it wasn't a goodbye.

'Once you'll be on the Pandora, look in my cabin, at the desk's drawers, especially the last one, there is a double bottom. You'll find something useful. Wear my jacket, my hat, fight with my sword, be the captain of my crew, sail with my ship, protect the Code, the pirate lord you've been assigned to and live, live for me, for yourself, for us' Hoseok said with a more serious but still soft tone, like he was commanding her to do that.

He smiled after that, trying to reassure her. She forced herself to smile back

'That bloody smile of yours' She whispered.

'It will be the reason I'll wake up every morning' She stated, taking his hand and placing it on her chest. 'This heart will restart beating only for you' she eventually kissed the back of his hand.

The man brushed the knuckles of that same hand against her cheekbone, wiping her tears. He felt a pang in his stomach and he was cursing, in his mind, against whoever decided to take her away from him. He didn't want her to go. She was his everything. He felt the burden to be reason why she suffered this much, for lying about his identity, for being murdered this stupidly, for falling for her this hard.

Hoseok tried to kick off those damned thoughts, cupping her face and leaning in again for another kiss. A soft kiss filled with the sourest desperation.

They pulled back, staring into each others eyes. The wind got stronger, the waves got angrier, impersonating the couple's repressed feelings.

'Now go'

'Wait-'

He pushed her from the cliff. His face got pale, feeling his heart sank, he felt like he died once again, in that moment.

'Keep your eyes on the stars' He mouthed to her while she was falling. She felt the whole fall in slow-mo, she gently closes eyes while gaining consciousness about the situation, getting ready for the impact. The ocean was about to welcome her once again. Her back hit the water, the rest of her body following.

A blinding flash hit her closed eyelids, a weight on her chest made her jump on her feet, making her threw up tons of water that freed her lungs. The girl looked around, confused, gripping a wooden surface. She looked out. The entire English navy's float was there, before her eyes. The black pearl beside the Endeavour, Beckett's ship. Y/n widened her eyes at the view. The cold wind moving her bluse like the sail of a ship, her wet hair falling heavily over her shoulders.

Instinctively she looked up at the sky, the clouds fading, letting the weak sun's rays to penetrate through them, she lingered there, as she knew that he was watching her. She nodded to herself and looked down. The ruined and humid deck of the Flying Dutchman beneath her, and a familiar voice shouting orders coming from the steering wheel. It was Will, her dearest friend, he was alive, christened as the new captain of the ship, bearer of his predecessor's curse. Y/n realized she was on the crow's nest, noticing that, next to her, there were her bow and two arrows. The young woman smiled looking above again and once her look fell on the Endeavour it was filled with range and fury. She got a task, a battle to win, friends to protect, a ship to take care of, a new life to start.

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taesanluv3r · 5 months ago

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as the sun rises. (snippet ver!)

myung jaehyun x reader

heavily inspired by one of my fave romance movies 'before sunrise' <3 a lot of dialogue (just like the movie), a lot of cuteness! ignore any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. enjoyyy!!

full fic HERE!!

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"no but i'm telling you honey, that's just not how it works! you never believe me when i say..."

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"yes! c'mon, the train's about to leave again, we have to get off"

"i'm jaehyun, it's nice to meet you"

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FULL FIC SOOOON!!!! and hiiii im finally out of hiatus 😭😭😭😭 im EXHAUSTED from my trip and i have a fever rn 😭😭😭 but i was watching before sunrise on the plane recently and i just thought it wld be so cute as a myungjae fic <333 hope u enjoyed this teaser snippet moment, reblogs n feedback is VERY appreciated 🍭 love, kona.

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heavymachinebun · 2 years ago

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I had some spare time and I decided to draw up my first Splatoon OC, meet Abbi the Chef! She's an NB transfem immigrant learning cooking from the local jellyfish. She's friends with Sheldon and has a crush on Big Man and runs a fan blog.

I like talking design so I'm going to leave some design docs for Abbi, just for fun!

I got the idea for an OC while eating at a Chinese Seafood place that sold Abalone. I thought the little nub looked like a cute nubby face and I'm currently into Splatoon art and I thought, this was an excellent concept for a non-cephalopod Splatoon OC! There's a lot of very fun Splatoon OCs that are just weird fish people and I was inspired to try my hand at one too.

The initial concept was a little AMAB abalone guy with a face where the nub is, and I would be able to leave half the shell behind his nubby meat face. Abbi had to be a bit tubby because abalone are literally just round lumps of meat, and I like finding opportunities to design tubbier body shapes because they are so rare. I figured out that the other half shell looked like a Chinese wok, and I made the concept in a Chinese restaurant so it made a lot of sense. The jellyfish cooks in Splatoon 3 make primarily Asian style food, it made sense that Abbi would be learning from them. The rest of the design is just a series of Chef accessories, some cool earrings where Abalone shells have those little holes (3 for Splatoon 3), and poorly drawn Zombie Hi-Horses because I like those shoes in game and they have a good color scheme for Abbi.

Abbi's design is very gentle and doesn't really feel actiony like a lot of Splatoon OC's. It didn't make a lot of sense that Abbi would really interact with the action hero agents, but it did make sense for Abbi to have friendships with the more mundane supporting cast members who are often overlooked. Sheldon and Abbi share an interest in shell based headwear, so I decided they were friends. Abbi's favorite idol is obviously Big Man, since he's the only larger unconventional idol in a sea of skinny athletic idols, and I think that speaks to Abbi's body type specifically.

The name Abbi is obviously a reference to Abalone, and I like using Abigail as a boy name for a teeny weeny bit of gender non-conformity because my favorite Abigail is the one from Street Fighter 5 (my beautiful boy). The spelling is deliberately weird for fun, but it also suggests that Abbi is a foreigner with a foreign name that only happens to sound like the English name Abigail (Abbi has some use as an actual name in East Europe, I believe).

So I had made the whole concept and I showed it to my wife with no context and she just goes "what a cute girl" and I thought that was absolutely fantastic. I didn't really try very hard to leave strong gender indicators on Abbi, and I was shooting for a little bit of ambiguity anyways, so the fact that Abbi seems to read a bit feminine struck a chord with me. It's the most organic trans narrative I can imagine, my OC, literally assigned male by me at birth, seems to be presenting female/androgynous without me knowing, and I thought, if now's not the time to make a trans OC, then when?

So now Abbi has she/them pronouns and is NB transfem. That's the fun of design sometimes. Sometimes OC's organically gain different gender identities mid development, and I don't really understand why or how, but it's more fun to respect that change than try to fight it. Art is more interesting that way.

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uhm idk if this is ok with you but since I can’t really find that much black bts writers 😭 I came across your page and started to imagine the girls being black but I looked into them and they all are Asian (all very beautiful btw) I just wanted to ask if it’s ok if I imagine them differently???

Sweetheart, this is absolutely okay (more than okay, actually fantastic) and actually I'm glad you're bringing this up!

Quite contrary to what you fear, I encourage you to envision them however you like, and the headcanons I posted were way more important for me to stay consistent in the way I describe them, rather then exclude anyone from my narratives.

I try and avoid any reference to skin colour, hair texture and body shape unless I find it strictly necessary or literarily relevant to the scenes I write.

Being the person I am means that things like blushing, or combing my hair, or drying it and styling it a certain way, or being picked up and carried around, are perfectly normal things for me, but might not be parts of someone else's normality. When I'm writing about them having a meal, and they're eating and drinking, I know that certain food and drink choices aren't options for everyone.

I know some people are going to feel a bit less included or less immersed in the narrative because of the choices I make, and I try to avoid those areas of conflict as much as I can, but I also know that I can't avoid them all. Still, I want all my readers to know that I put much, much consideration into differences linked to ethnicity, religious and cultural heritage, and that I'm always open to discussing them as long as the conversation stays polite and is open to educating others.

Oh the joys of globalisation! 😆

Thank you so much for sending in this ask and I'm sorry if I kind of used your ask to blab on about my ethical issues as a writer 😅

To all my readers, new and old, thank you for your support and for your understanding✨💜 I hope this blog will make you always feel welcome and at home 🥺💖

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The summer season is the most appropriate occasion to leave your comfort zone and change your style adding something new and trendy. Kaftans for women are a great way to stay cool this summer while still looking stylish. They are useful pieces of clothing that any stylish woman should have in her wardrobe. Let's dive in and explore the world of kaftans for women, especially those available online at Papayawhims.

What are Kaftans?

A kaftan is a long, loose-fitting apparel with full sleeves, generally made from silk or cotton. It was an antique form of clothing that in fact came from the old world, the ancient Persian world to be precise but then went on to spread across the rest of Central and Western Asian region. It was worn by both Men and Women. However, today It's not only a cultural outfit, but a fashion statement, available in various styles, fabrics, and designs.

How to Choose the Right Kaftans for Women?

To wear the right kaftans for women and feel comfortable it is quite important to consider the figure type:-

For pear-shaped girls, it is better to choose kaftans with decoration zones located around the shoulders, besides, avoid tight-fitting fabrics in the hip zone.

Apple-shaped women look best in V-neck or empire-waist kaftans that slim down their upper part, and it is recommended to not wear bulky material.

For women with hourglass figures, it is advisable to go for fitted kaftans or those kaftans that come with belts as this conceals the belly area and emphasizes the waist.

The inverted triangle-shaped bodies must go for kaftans that elongate the lower part of the body and should avoid anything that makes the upper body region look full.

Short and/ or irregular hemlines of kaftans can be beautifully complemented by petite frames while height can help elongate and rock longer and flowing beauties.

Choosing clothing in darker colors makes one appear slimmer because the lighter shades of the wall and floor will reflect off the dark colors thus reducing the size of the person. The bold patterns make for more excitement.

The company Papayawhims specializes in different styles, colors, and patterns of kaftans that will be suitable for every woman according to her size and preference.

Best Selling Kaftans For Women By Papayawhims

Papayawhims is a fashion brand specializing in creating beautiful and stylish kaftans for women that keep you looking cool and stylish this summer. Their collection of kaftans for women is perfect for any occasion. Their kaftans for women's dresses are made with a special blend of breathable and light materials to provide great comfort in the heat. They are available in a range of colors and styles, from floral prints to sleek and contemporary patterns. With Papayawhims, you can find the perfect kaftans for women to suit your style and occasion. Clothing stores, especially those specializing in women’s fashion, have kaftans for women as a key offering.

Types of Kaftans Sets By Papayawhims

1. Gentle Horse Tie Dye Short Kaftan:-

A gorgeous short Tie dye kaftan dyed in soft cotton with the purpose of going with the flow to your body. Wear it as a get-dressed or crew it up with palazzo or crop pants. This kaftan guarantees to be your fine buddy on a tropical vacation or at the same time lounging at home.

Color: Gray

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This hand block kaftan is perfect for the season and can be worn as a dress or paired with palazzo or crop pants. It's bound to be your best friend during a tropical vacation.

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Stay happy and feel relaxed on a busy day with cotton Kaftan. A relief on your body, tie it around your back for the most effect. It is pregnancy-friendly and lightweight.

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Stay happy and relaxed during a busy day with cotton kaftan. It will soothe your body. Tie it around your back to get the most out of it.

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Why Kaftans are Perfect for Summer?

One of the main reasons kaftans are ideal for summer is the fabric they are made from lightweight materials like cotton, linen, and silk are commonly used. These fabrics allow your skin to breathe, preventing any discomfort from sweat or heat. The loose, flowing design of kaftans provides maximum comfort and freedom of movement. Unlike tight-fitting clothes, kaftans don't cling to your body, making them perfect for those sweltering summer days when you just want to feel at ease.

How to Style Kaftan Kurtis for Any Occasion? Kaftans kurtis are a must-have for any occasion. Perfectly suited for warm weather, kaftans for women Kurtis are adaptable garments that can be dressed up or down for different situations. Kaftans for women's kurtas come in a variety of colors and patterns, from eye-catching patterns to classic block tones. Features like embroidery and beading can create a beautiful and unique look.

Stunning Kaftan Tops Design You Can Wear On Your Next Outfit

Let’s assume that you need a fashionable and original idea for warm summer clothes adornment. Kaftans for women, designs are clear indications of this. Kaftan are of diverse kinds; therefore, they are fashionable and can be customized in so many ways. Kaftans for women tops are commonly in bright prints and hues and the added touches of embroidery. Modern kaftan tops offer a more minimalist look, focusing on clean lines and simple silhouettes. .. Kaftan tops can be found at nearby stores or online shops like Papayawhims. The options are virtually limitless and you are going to be able to discover a design that will be ideal for the summer collection.

Conclusion:-

Kaftans are undoubtedly a summer essential, offering comfort, style, and versatility. It could be that you are lounging poolside, out shopping or even heading to an evening function, there is a kaftan for every occasion. More styles and choices can be found online, even at Papayawhims, therefore, you cannot go wrong when you’re deciding on the best kaftan for women to include in your summertime wear. So, why wait? Start shopping for your perfect summer kaftan today at Papayawhims.

FAQ’s:-

1. What Is Kaftan For Women Dress?

Kaftans for women are long loose dresses. It has wide sleeves and often has a V-neckline. They can vary in length, from short to ankle-length, and are popular for their comfort and relaxed fit.

2. What Are Kaftans For Women Typically Made Of?

Cotton, silk, chiffon, or polyester are common lightweight, breathable materials used to make kaftans. These materials are cozy and appropriate for casual attire in warm weather.

3. Which Body Type Should Wear Kaftans?

Kaftans for women can be worn by almost everybody type, particularly:

1. Hourglass: Kaftans typically enhance curves on the body and it is possible to have a great figure when wearing the garments.

2. Pear-shaped: Proportions can then be balanced if kaftans have a defined waist or if the garments are belted.

3. Apple-shaped: Kaftans that are loose fitting so that the midsection does not have to be accentuated can be admired.

4. Athletic: Some, such as flowing kaftans can make you appear slimmer and loser and help those with straighter faces look more curvy. Finally, the style and more so the fit of the kaftan will depend on the specification of the person’s choice or the shape of their body.

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monicasaiplayground · 5 months ago

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4517 - a young beautiful asian girl pink lace thong panty pink lace bra pink high heels shopping at a lingerie store kissing her girlfriend full body picture illustrations for a book-cover, flat design, simple shapes, vector, colorful, 3D, cute cartoon characters - RealVisXL V4.0

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sociology-self-reflection · 7 months ago

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Navigating Gender and Bodies: A Personal Journey Beyond Societal Norms

Introduction

Navigating the tangled web of gender and body image in today's world often feels like tiptoeing through a minefield of societal standards and cultural pressures. My own journey through this maze has been a rollercoaster ride of self-discovery and acceptance, peppered with moments of self-doubt and insecurity. From childhood to adulthood, I've grappled with the clash between society's ideals and my own sense of self.

Reflecting on my experiences and drawing inspiration from scholarly works like Foucault's "Docile Bodies" and Czerniawski's "Beauty Beyond Size 16," I embarked on a personal quest to explore the intricate intersection of gender identity and body image. As a plus-size Asian woman, I've often felt like a fish out of water in a world that worships at the altar of thinness. From a young age, I've been keenly aware of the pit between societal standards and my lived reality.

Growing up, the media bombarded us with images of airbrushed perfection, leaving me feeling like I was always falling short. The pressure to conform to these unrealistic ideals was relentless, and I found myself constantly trying to fit into a mold that was never designed for me. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't shake the feeling of inadequacy that lurked beneath the surface.

Through the lens of Foucault's "Docile Bodies" and Czerniawski's "Beauty Beyond Size 16," I set out to unravel the complexities of gender identity and body image, shedding light on the oppressive forces that shape our perceptions of self. Join me as I challenge the status quo and redefine beauty on my own terms.

Body as a Site of Regulation

Foucault's concept of "docile bodies" resonates deeply with my own experiences of growing up in a society that imposes rigid standards of beauty and masculinity/femininity. From an early age, I internalized societal messages about the ideal body size, shape, and appearance, leading to a constant struggle to conform to these standards. Whether it was the pressure to maintain a certain weight or adhere to traditional gender roles, my body became a battleground where societal norms clashed with personal identity.

As a young girl, I absorbed the messages bombarding me from all sides—the media, peers, and even family members—about what it meant to be beautiful and feminine. I was keenly aware of my differences, forever feeling like an outsider in a world that demanded conformity. The pressure to adhere to these unattainable standards was suffocating, turning my body into a battlefield where societal expectations waged war against my sense of self.

I specifically recall a time in elementary school where all of us students had to be measured our weight and height and I could hear my peers commenting on what other people's height or weight was. It made me nervous for my turn because I did not wish to share that personal information in fear of being taunted by them. My peers alone made me feel self-conscious about my height and weight when almost all the other girls in class were somewhat short and skinny. I felt like a giant monster.

Despite my efforts to fit into the mold prescribed by society, I couldn't shake the feeling of inadequacy that gnawed at my confidence. Foucault's exploration of "docile bodies" underscores the profound impact of societal regulation on individual autonomy and self-perception. Like the subjects in Foucault's analysis, I found myself subjected to the mechanisms of discipline and control that seek to mold bodies into compliant, obedient forms. Yet, even in the face of these oppressive forces, I refuse to be reduced to a passive object of regulation.

My journey shows how strong we can be when we take control of our own bodies and identities. Through introspection, self-acceptance, and advocacy, I seek to challenge the oppressive structures that govern our perceptions of beauty and gender. I refuse to be confined by societal norms and instead embrace the beauty of diversity, celebrating every curve, every imperfection, and every facet of my authentic self.

Navigating Gender Expectations

Czerniawski's examination of "Beauty Beyond Size 16" serves as a powerful reminder of the widespread influence of mainstream media and consumer culture in shaping our perceptions of beauty. As I reflect on my own journey, navigating the treacherous waters of gender expectations and body image, I'm aware of the suffocating pressure to conform to narrow standards dictated by societal norms.

From a young age, I found myself confronted with set-in-stone definitions of beauty and masculinity/femininity that left little room for deviation. As a plus-size Asian woman, I existed at the intersection of multiple marginalized identities, each laden with its own set of expectations and stereotypes. The relentless bombardment of media imagery glorifying thinness and perpetuating binary notions of gender only served to enhance my feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt.

I vividly recall the countless moments of internalized scrutiny as I attempted to reconcile my authentic self with the idealized images projected by society. The pressure to conform to unrealistic beauty standards and adhere to binary notions of gender often felt like a heavy burden, weighing down on me with each passing day. It seemed as though every aspect of my identity was subject to scrutiny and judgment, leaving me feeling like an outsider in my own skin.

Czerniawski's exploration serves as a beacon of hope in a sea of conformity, challenging the notion that beauty is confined to a single mold. As I navigate the complexities of gender expectations and body image, I'm reminded of the importance of embracing diversity and celebrating the beauty of every individual, regardless of size, shape, or gender identity. Through advocacy, empowerment, and self-expression, I seek to challenge the oppressive structures that seek to confine us within narrow confines of beauty and gender.

Challenging the Status Quo

We can redefine the narrative. Amidst the sea of societal expectations and cultural pressures, I've forged a path of self-discovery and redefinition. Rejecting the cookie-cutter molds of beauty and gender, I've embarked on a journey to rewrite the narrative on my own terms.

This journey hasn't been without its challenges. Confronted by brutal standards and suffocating norms, I've faced moments of doubt and uncertainty. But with each step forward, I've reclaimed my power and embraced the fullness of my identity.

No longer shackled by societal dictates, I've found freedom in embracing authenticity. From challenging the confines of traditional beauty standards to dismantling outdated gender norms, I've become an agent of change in my own right.

This isn't just a journey of self-acceptance; it's a revolution of the soul. By rejecting conformity and celebrating diversity, we pave the way for a more inclusive and compassionate world—one where every individual is free to shine in their own unique light.

Embracing Authenticity

In the labyrinth of societal expectations, I discovered a profound truth: true liberation resides in embracing authenticity. It's not just about loving ourselves; it's about unapologetically celebrating every facet of who we are, quirks and all.

As a plus-size Asian woman navigating the dangerous waters of body image, I found myself constantly drowning with unchangeable standards of beauty. From the glossy pages of fashion magazines to the relentless bombardment of social media, the message was clear: conform or be cast aside.

Yet, amidst the voices telling me who I should be, I found solace in the quiet rebellion of authenticity. Rather than striving for unattainable ideals, I've learned to love and accept myself for who I am, flaws and all. I've found empowerment in embracing authenticity and rejecting societal norms that seek to diminish my worth.

It wasn't an easy journey. There were moments of self-doubt, of questioning whether I was worthy of love and acceptance. But with each step towards embracing my true self, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders, a sense of freedom coursing through my veins.

Today, I stand tall in my authenticity, evidence to the power of self-love and acceptance. I refuse to be defined by societal norms or constrained by arbitrary standards of beauty. Instead, I revel in the beauty of my imperfections, knowing that true beauty lies in embracing who we are, unapologetically and without reservation.

Conclusion

As I look back on my journey through the twists and turns of gender and body image, I'm struck by how much self-acceptance and self-love have made a difference in the face of society's pressures. Mixing personal stories with insights from academic articles has given me a better understanding of how gender identity, body image, and societal expectations all dance together.

Moving forward, I'm committed to shaking up the set systems in place and making society more welcoming and inclusive. Everyone should have the chance to be themselves without fear or judgment. So, as I keep exploring who I am and speaking out for change, I'm inviting others to join me on this journey to redefine beauty and identity, one bold move at a time.

Resources

Czerniawski, Sophie. "Beauty Beyond Size 16: Gender, Aesthetics, and Social Media." Feminist Media Studies, vol. 18, no. 6, 2018, pp. 1081-1086.

Foucault, Michel. "Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison." Vintage Books, 1995.

#Czerniawski #foucault #gender #gender and bodies #body posititivity #body positive #body types #body image #beauty #beauty standards #plus size

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