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#i’m bored i just wanna see how many words i can put in the tags like will it just keep going on forever or will they stop me like i know th#the tag limit is 30 ok so the iindividual tag limit is 140 characters that’s actually so rude i wanted to keep going forever and see how lo#g this could be but i guess we can do this 30 times ok what the flip should i talk about hm i was playing the guitar today but i rage quit#ause the song was hard and hurting my fingers! ermmmmm it was sunny ok this is boring let’s think of more exciting things to type hmmm acco#ding to all known laws of aviation- jk i’m not doing the bee movie script but can you imagine i think that would be funny hmmmmm words i lo#e podcasts so bad that’s a fact no one has ever know before my blog definitely isn’t all about audio dramas the people are definitely not a#ready aware of this jesus christ this is only the seventh one of these this is actually quite a lot of space i underestimated how much i ha#e to type btw there’s probably spelling mistakes in here somewhere or autocorrect has been annoying but i cba to retype anything so i don’t#care lolllllllllllll how do you feel about oscar malevolent i feel a normal amount actually (lie) yk what i really miss sam and colin alrea#y like i’m actually not okay i really hope we hear from sam again in s2 and also colin ngl i hope ur in the computers soz or not dead miss#im like a bastard my paranoid it king ok erm im running out of things to say um heartstopper s3 was crazy good i cried lmao i love gay peop#e so much it’s crazy i hope it gets renewed for s4 i need to reread the comics lowkey and the books they’re all so talented for being so yo#ng it scares me ngl !!!!!! the tmagp hiatus is getting to me slightly like february in reality is soon and not that far away for how podcas#ts go but seriously how am i supposed to live until then without knowing what happened. please colin be alive. ive only just realised i can#use fills stops. sorry that’s made everything a bit messy. i should’ve been doing this before. whoops. anyways. hi mutuals i love you all s#much i hope you enjoy my rambles and shitposts cause i enjoy yours very much! never think you’re being annoying i literally don’t care be a#annoying as you want posts as much as you want i am ur biggest fan <3 im getting a bit fatigued from typing like my mind is blank basically#now it’s just turned into a. stream of consciousness but i don’t really have any thoughts to put here idk if we’re halfway ermmmm omg it’s#lmost halloween how crazy is that time is flying by i kinda forgot it was october lmao. it’s wild how it’s basically almost christmas. like#what. that’s illegal. how is it wintertime again. what the flip. i miss summer already take me backkkkkkk. i hope my phone doesn’t crash or#smth cause i’ve not saved this as a draft and i cba to do any of this again. maybe i should save it. ok i will when i reach the next tag bc#ok it stopped me but i’ve saved it and holy jesus it’s a lot of text im just sat here giggling there’s really no point to any of this other#than me being bored sooooooooooooooooo (imagine if i just did the letter o for every character wouldn’t that be crazy) so wait there’s 140#haracters and 30 tags so what’s 30 x 140. someone hurry. i haven’t done maths lessons in two and a half years i’ve forgotten everything wai#let me get the calculator app ok im back it said 4100 characters so. i dont know how many words that roughly is but its. a decent amount. o#what the flip why am i wasting tag space with maths. i hate maths. my screen time has been actually soooooooooo bad recently like damn some#one put my phone in a block of ice please joshua gillespie style. my mind is running out of things to say. do i talk about myself. im james#im 18 which is weird cause wdym im an adult go away. ive run out of facts. i love podcasts and procedural dramas that stupid firefighter sh#w is my life unfortunately. i think chappell roan should be the queen of england instead of king charles. i dont like having a king cause#ho needs men in power not me. ok um this is the last tag equal rights for all. yolo. the time will pass anyways! thank u boredom ok bye gn:
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hello everyone, I hope you're all doing great! just passing by to say i'm officially going to be a librarian :) follow your dreams kids
#took me a while but i got there! all on my own#quit my masters bc i had health issues and had an existential crisis moved out of my parents' to live with my sister#i didn't know what to do so i applied to volunteer in a retirement home i was paid a little and it literally saved my life#i found meaning and purpose again met incredible people and i still go there every sunday :)#but most importantly i met the director of the town's museum who recommended me to the library for a summer job#i got it and i loved it just like i imagined one of the librarian was retiring and she told me i should apply to replace her#so i did and after months of not knowing for sure if they would hire me i finally got the email! i'm starting in February#in the meantime i worked at a bookshop in paris which was also a cool experience#but i can't wait to start for real at the library#also did i mention the town i moved in (and where the library is ) is the town of my dreams?#it's calm there's a river and small shops and i also got an apartment with a balcony#2 years ago i thought my life was over i didn't think i would ever make it out#so if i can give a little hope to someone things do get better#i'd love to post again on this blog btw but i keep saying that and never do it 😭
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alternate version of "he would not fucking say that". he would not fucking have muscles like that
#there is an author i love. their fics are great. however something recently made me realize we live vastly different lives#and that's their tag on a few fics. ''buff ranpo agenda''. hm.#no shade. the tone of the post is only jokingly aggressive i don't actually mean any ill will#that being said. WHAT!!!!!!#this wasn't even the trigger to this post that one was art of buff fyodor.#i think we see these guys in fundamentally different ways.#(or maybe they just chose to do this for fun and didn't think abt it too deeply. extremely valid also)#(not gonna link the fics/art btw i don't wanna put anyone on blast or have ppl pass it onto the creators ajskfllhh)#(they should get to have fun I'm just complaining bc it's my blog and it's good to complain sometimes.)
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the unbearable agony of wanting to view fandom content or interact with fellow fans but your fandom has like five people and maybe three fanart drawings since 2017 ♡♡♡
#YES THIS IS LIVE WITH YOURSELF.#IT'S JJUSTT NOOTTT FFAIREE#oh btw if you relate but don't know lwys then you can. reblog or whatever?? im just venting over here honestly. alright so anyway~#WHYYY. AT THE PEAK OF MY HYPERFIXATION I WAS AFRAID OF THE INVOLUNTARY CRINGE ANIMATION MEMES MIGHT BRING.#BUT AT THIS POINT IDEGAF ANYMORE. I'M WILLING TO REGURGITATE MY INTERNAL ORGANS JUST MAKE !! IT !! FUCKEN !! HAPPENNNNN GODDDDNDKSNSN#WHY DO I HAVE TO DO ALL THE WORK AROUND HERE??? JORDNJAMS IS CARRYING THE YOUTUBE FAN CONTENT. HE POSTED *ONE* LWYS VIDEO. WHAT THE FUCK#working on the animation isn't enough i need it to EXIST NOW#IS IT EVEN NAME DROPPING IF I GO AND SAY IT?? FUCKIN. AN0NYBOB. THEY ARE LITERALLY HALF OF THE ENTIRE FANDOM GOD SAVE MY SOUL PLSSS#IF YOU'RE SEEING THIS. THANK YOU SOOO MUCHH FOR THE LWYS RELATED ASK I WAS ON A DOPAMINE HIGH FOR A DECENT WHILE I THINK#GOTTA SPREAD PROPAGANDA. GOTTA. SUBMISSIONS. OBSCURE WAIFUS?? MAYBE?? PLEASE SHOW ME EVERY BLOG I CAN SUBMIT A LWYS CHR TO I'M DESPERATE
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OTL struggle is real, chat
#the gay speaks#had this happen way too many times to count— I just love my little guys and I love hearing about my friends little guys#I have like three oc lore stories to do and one of them is in the works rn#me @ me : somtimes you just gotta yap into the void. someone will listen even if you can’t see em#way off topic btw but I just realized I need to make an intro pinned post for this blog— she can’t be pinned post-less#also way way off topic but you ever start making a suggestive piece of art and then just. halt production…. that me#<< is trying to break out of my ‘ooh my own suggestive art bad’ mindset since I’m not living with family anymore#I can imagine it all I want but it will be a bitch to transfer that to paper so to speak
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Deso gerry is still really bad btw. I would hope everyone has grown past surface level character analysis but i dont think im that lucky
#gost#saw a post about deso gerry being cool. Nuh uh#Nuh uh by thr way#& BTW hes not all 'i am dead who gives a shit about the world' he is 'i have been forced to be a monster in the same form my mother used to#torture me for about five years and in this form i have been abandoned by the person who Cursed me to live like this and have been used as#fucking scary google for three years so i dont want to keep being that for you unless you can end my all consuming suffering'#for the love of god think about characters circumstances before assuming you understand their character#this is like that fucking objective morality tierlist#god#IM ALSO NOT MAKING UP A GUY TO GET MAD AT. THE 'i am dead who gives a shit about the world' IS A REAL OPINION ON GERRY I SAW SOMEONE HAVE !#i just think no one but me my pals and a select few tumblr blogs/ao3 authors should be allowed to discuss the magnus archives#The inability to understand that a characters current circumstances may effect their personality/actions is a persistent thread through#tma posters. and its maddening.
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On this post I am putting my longest and most banger tags
#you feel the air vibrate with the rightful pent up rage of customer service workers unleashed#all the same in my eyes#btw the weeping angels aren't crying. they hold their hands over their eyes to avoid looking at each other#our blooming youth#my family took the batteries out of our carbon monoxide detectors#me probably if theres an empty seat at our table at a restaurant ever#days of our lives#his dark materials#i feel bad for not reblogging stuff more so heres this#they edited the og post and added this but it didn't show up in reblogs#edit: i changed the number to 1k posts i feel so powerful in such a weird way#i may be young#there has to be a better way#i just needed to share something and i decided this post would be the one#i want to be weightless#no it doesnt fit my blog and nothing ever will#because why would disney put minnie and mickie in an oven they then have to (barely) escape from
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#pickle pontificates#i REALLY want to turn off asks for the first time since I started tumblr#I don't post donation posts or anything with a call to action really#i can think of one or two times where I've done it in the past and it was from people i knew#a) this blog is for archiving stuff I want to see later (whether that's memes or fandom stuff or references or art or my own thoughts)#and b) I have always been very strict about not reblogging guilt trippy stuff bc although I don't have a lot of followers#I refuse to put that kind of thing on them#I'm very good at refusing things when I need to and recognizing when I don't have the money or resources to help#but I still have to deal with the impulse to help or do something every time anyway#so I imagine it's much harder and feels much worse for people who are already in a worse place mentally#I do not have the ability or time to vet every one of these things that winds up in my inbox#and them saying they've been vetted by some other random tumblr i know nothing about means nothing to me#and even if I did so many of them have very intense wording#which would be reasonable for someone in a very intense and horrible situation#but is absolutely not something I will platform to my followers who are in situations I know nothing about#even more so because again. I can't vet anything#if someone has the time and money to help out with that then it is not difficult to find legitimate charities and campaigns#and I trust that they will do it#so anyway. I can keep deleting the asks just fine but it would be easier to close the ask box#I'm still living with the delusion that I'll get unhinged anons someday though and I don't want to cut them off#they would enrich my life#addendum: if I follow you and you reblog donation posts btw this is not an indictment of that#I'm curating my own experience but I think it's cool for people to vet and signal boost and help and all that
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i had a dream my parents gave me up when i was young. i came home from school one day and they told me they didnt want me anymore.
but that isnt what the dream was about. i knew that already.
it was a dream about being wanted.
my older cousin had a room for me, a whole country away, with exposed auburn wood and a big bed. big canvasses, with tubs of paint. a soft carpet. billboards for photos of memories i would make. set up for me like the aquarium for a long waited fish of an excited child.
que parecidas from the lips of relatives and strangers alike. it means ‘how seeming’. or ‘how belonging.’ they were commenting on how we look alike. we do. i could almost let myself forget i wasnt always here.
my cousins children became my little sisters. i did ballet with mis hermanitas down the hallways of our home. they dont know theres someone who called me hermanita too - i could almost let myself forget that, too.
my old friends called me sometimes, but less and less, as i started forgetting english. maybe as i forgot the words for friend and mom and sister i’d forget them too. maybe i could let myself remember only amigo y mamá y hermana. only the ones that wanted me.
but not when you called me. i could feel the dream realize - i didnt know you yet when i left - you can’t be here. large oilspilled hands replaced your face with someone else. someone who made sense in a timeline where i am wanted. you don’t make sense here. but you wiped off all the other faces. it was always you. breaking through. reaching out to me.
i couldn’t forget. not you. i wished i could. i clung to this dream where i was wanted. i didnt want to remember. you hugged me as it begun to rain. the murals i painted on my walls washed away drop my drop. until downpours claimed my dance trophies and tutus. my pictures of made-up friends. the walls dripped bare until through the haze of rain it was my real life again.
but you still hugged me.
it was a dream about being wanted. it still was.
#the words in spanish feel so cringe to me rn but i think im just being self conscious#real dream i had btw#it was An Experience it was really vivid and i woke up crying#it was after visiting said cousin and her daughters#my dad took a picture of the two of us and the whole trip was showing everyone every time someone told me i looked like her#i miss them already :( i didnt get to see my little cousins very long and i know the next time i will they wont be near as little#like ik that when my family goes there its like a 3 week long party but still its so nice there#i wasnt built for a nuclear family man i want to live with extended family#anyways i thought of this again bc i saw something like ‘would you still love me if we never met’#and i was also kind of thinking about soulmates and how i feel like my ex was my soulmate even though it cant work between us#and i feel like thats what a soulmate is to me#someone that im in love with in every universe#and i love the person im closest too now very much but its never felt like theyre someone i couldnt have not met#even though i know i can be happy with them and have already found out i couldnt be happy with my ex#but then#theyre the one that showed up in this dream#a dream about if i never met them#and they still loved me.#blargh anyways#and Thats why i made this blog bc both people in question do follow me#and i Already wrote a post abt soulmates that lowkey was subtweeting the two of them#and Both people in question liked it dhjdsh#wait let me reblog it here
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Perhaps if I started writing again I wouldn’t want to kill myself as much as I do right now
#tw suicide mention#I tend to forget how much writing actually helped me lmfao#one of the wills to live back when I was 12 & 13#what kept me alive and a little happy in the midst of a shitty relationship#in general imagining the characters (especially parental figures) being there for me was nice#writing the characters going through struggles akin to mine and making it through them was always comforting#maybe I’ll also get back to posting on the blog I made here dedicated to my OCs#I lowkey stopped with that a lil even tho I should get back to it#writing essays abt how what they’re going through is important#should make me happy agai#a lil bit at least#sorry for anyone that’s been seeing me vent here btw#it just lowkey is the only place I really can with low risk of my friends seeing it#(ignoring that my friend LITERALLY saw my last vent post bc if I dwell on that I will lose it a lil bit)#anywhoodles continuing with life
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𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 | 𝐨𝐩. 𝟖𝟏
summary: you accidentally leak a private song you made as a birthday gift for your boyfriend.
content warning: mdni. suggestive and sexual themes. humor. i consider this to be crack taken seriously. menace and unbothered king oscar piastri. a couple uses of yn. one threat/suggestion of self-deleting (in minecraft ofc). song referenced is on the way by jhene aiko ft. mila j.
pairing: oscar piastri x singer! fem!black!reader
genre: smau.
from, serene: was this requested? no. i did this for myself. do what you will with that information. enjoy, loves !!!!
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oscarpiastri everybody knows what's on my plate for my birthday breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert 😋🍽️
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yninsta: gave you permission to post this and you didn't even tag me 😠
➥ oscarpiastri: tagging you is unnecessary. ➥ oscarpiastri: as you already made a whole song about how much you enjoy our..."activities" and posted it for public consumption :) ➥ yninsta: please deactivate your account 🫡
landonorris: mate just block me out of respect 🫠
➥ oscarpiastri: you see, i already respect you very little🫶🏻 ➥ landonorris: "tell your friends tinker bell fucked your brains out" ➥ landonorris: i vow to never let you have a peaceful day ever again 🫶🏻
charlesleclerc: my son, please. i have learned too many things i did not need to know about you in 3:42 song. have mercy 🤧
➥ oscarpiastri: somebody has to be the family disappointment 🤷♂️ ➥ olliebearman: it's me. i'm the one driving a haas next year 😖 ➥ leoleclerc: everybody's knows m not bringing the shame to our family's name :) 🐕🐾 ➥ alexandrasaintmleux: nobody is a disappointment! family dinner is postponed this month btw. i think charles might cry if he has to look at you oscar.
logansargeant: dude wtf 😳
➥ oscarpiastri: do you have something to say? ➥ logansargeant: ....no ➥ oscarpiastri: hm. that's what i thought
user1: oscar posting "for your eyes only" pics i can't believe it
➥ user2: we all know the song is dirtier than the pics
user3: it's always the quiet ones 🙂↕️
➥ yninsta: stay away from them they only cause headaches 😒 ➥ user4: don't you mean backaches? from the way he blows your back out CONSISTENTLY ➥ yninsta: i hope you know that i'm having you blacklisted from any of my future live shows and tours @/user4
user5: everybody tell him happy birthday 🫵🏻
➥ user6: ion have to tell him SHIT 👹 ➥ user7: he already got her, i'm not wishing him a hbd ➥ user8: i'm not spoiling him, she got it covered 🥱 ➥ user9: y'all r lonely n miserable HBD OSCARRRRR!!!!
mclaren: oscar, i respect your game—but i think you missed the point of the emergency pr meeting that i was forced to be in earlier - admin
➥ oscarpiastri: yolo - kimi raikkonen ➥ mclaren: valid ig
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hi! i hope you’re doing well :")
i’m a big fan of ur works (jeongna for the win!) and ur words provide me comfort whenever i miss jeonghan 🥹 can i request for a short imagine of what happened tonight after 17rh tokyo day 2 where seungcheol went live on weverse and jeonghan suddenly commented a lot and said hi and bye to carats? but make it jeongna pls!
tysm and i wish for your pillows to be soft always! <3
ʚིᵋ ⋆ WEVERSE LIVE ࣪ ! ˓ ౨ৎ ࣪˖ ─── 241205: Tokyo
synopsis: Another post-concert Weverse live with Luna after their ‘Right Here’ day two concert in Tokyo, Japan.
hello, my love!! thank you for your sweet words and i appreciate you so so much! let me just say, that writing for this blog makes me forget about my worries and comforts me as well whenever i am missing Hannie. i am glad it does the same to you!! btw Han and Cheol’s interaction during that live was adorable— they are adorable!! i love your request sm, i couldn’t help but be inspired and write my own version of that interaction (JEONGNA SUPREMACY FR) hope you and all you lovelies enjoy this!!! happy reading, my loves 🌷🤍
inspired my cheollie’s recent live and additionally inspired by this request as well!
╰ ౨ৎ LUNA-VERSE MASTERLIST ╰ ౨ৎ weverse lives
bold dialogues are spoken in english ღ
bold and italic paragraphs are flashbacks ღ
The livestream began with a soft glow from a bedside lamp casting warm light across the room. Luna sat cross-legged on a plush chair, her hair down in loose waves, framing her bare, makeup-free face. She wore a simple black tee that hung loosely over her frame, a stark contrast to the polished, glamorous image fans had seen of her just hours earlier during the concert.
The room was quiet except for the faint hum of Tokyo’s nightlife filtering in through the slightly cracked window, the calm atmosphere reflecting her relaxed demeanor.
Her phone was propped up on the coffee table in front of her, the faint glow of the screen lighting her face as she stared at it, waiting for the first fans to join.
Occasionally, she would tilt her head slightly, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she adjusted the angle of the phone, muttering to herself, “I think this should be fine… Oh, wait, let me fix this.”
She leaned forward, the strands of her hair falling over her shoulders as she fiddled with the phone stand for a moment before sitting back with a satisfied nod. Her fingers absentmindedly played with the hem of her shirt as she waited, her other hand resting lightly on her knee.
One by one, the viewer count climbed, and the chat began to fill with messages. Luna’s eyes flickered to the screen, her smile widening as she saw familiar usernames and enthusiastic greetings.
“Hi! Oh, wow, you guys are fast!” she said, her voice soft yet bright with energy. She raised a hand to wave at the camera, her long fingers moving gently. “How are you all? Did you miss me?”
The chat immediately flooded with comments:
“Luna, you’re so pretty!”
“We missed you so much! How was the concert?”
“MOTHER IS LIVE ONCE AGAIN!!!”
Luna let out a quiet laugh, her shoulders shaking slightly. “I missed you all, too,” she replied warmly. “The concert was amazing, but… let me just relax for a moment, okay? I feel like my body is still trying to catch up.” She leaned back into the chair, tucking her legs under herself.
She squinted slightly at the screen, her fingers brushing stray strands of hair away from her face. “Oh, wait— hold on, the comments are moving so fast.” Her eyes darted to the phone again as she read some aloud:
“Luna, you’re glowing without makeup!”
“Bare-faced Bae Jiyeon supremacy!”
“Pretty girl, I miss you!!!!”
She laughed, shaking her head. “You guys always say that. I feel like you’re just trying to see me blushing.” Her voice was tinged with playful sarcasm, though the warmth in her tone was unmistakable.
Resting her chin on her hand, she watched the chat for a few moments, her eyes narrowing slightly as she concentrated on catching specific messages.
“Oh, I see someone asking about dinner. Yes, I ate already— don’t worry. I had some sushi with the members earlier. So good. But I think I’m still hungry… maybe I’ll order something later. Midnight snacks in Tokyo just hit differently, you know?”
Her free hand tapped lightly on the armrest as she continued to address the comments. “What else? Oh… ‘Jiyeonie you should rest, you look sleepy.’ — thank you for your concern. I promise I’m okay, just a little drained from the adrenaline rush. Concert days are always like that. You feel on top of the world, and then… the calm hits you.”
The chat continued to flood with messages:
“Luna, you deserve the rest! We love you!”
“Your voice must be so tired!”
“You worked so hard today— thank you for giving us your all!”
She let out a quiet sigh, her lips curling into a soft smile. “You guys are too sweet. Really, thank you for appreciating us so much. It makes everything worth it.”
Luna paused, glancing offscreen for a moment as if gathering her thoughts. Then, with a small, almost shy smile, she turned back to the camera. “Okay, tell me— what do you guys want to talk about tonight? Anything in particular? I’m all ears.”
As the comments continued to flood in, she adjusted her seating position again, pulling a cushion into her lap and hugging it. Her every movement was unhurried and natural, her laid-back energy palpable through the screen.
The chat continued to flood with messages, lines of text rolling up the screen too quickly for Luna to catch them all. Her dark eyes darted across the screen, scanning for something to latch onto, and her lips curled into a slightly amused smile when she caught a recurring theme in the comments.
“We missed your lives so much!”
“Jiyeonie, it’s been forever since your last live.”
“We’re so happy you went live again tonight!”
She tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair slipping forward as she squinted at the screen. “Oh, you missed me, huh?” she teased lightly, her voice soft but warm. “How long has it been?” She paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly in thought as she tapped her fingers absentmindedly against the cushion on her lap. Then, realization dawned on her face, and her expression softened even further.
“Oh…” she murmured, her voice trailing off as her smile turned sheepish. “I think the last time I went live was after the opening concert of our tour in Goyang. That was… October, wasn’t it?” She glanced off to the side, as though confirming the timeline in her mind. “Yeah, October. Wow, that really was a long time ago. I’m sorry!”
Her tone was apologetic, and she brought her hands up in a playful gesture of surrender, her fingers splayed wide. “I remember telling you all during that live that I’d go live again soon. I even promised, didn’t I?” She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head at herself. “And then… I didn’t.”
The chat immediately reacted with understanding and affection.
“It’s okay, Jiyeonie! We know you’re busy!”
“We’re just happy to see you now!”
“You don’t need to apologize, miss ma’am!”
Luna laughed again, the sound light and airy as she adjusted the cushion on her lap. “No, but really— I feel bad. I did have plans to go live after that, especially during the U.S. leg of the tour. I thought, ‘Oh, it’ll be fun to check in with everyone while we’re in the States.’” She paused, lifting her hands and gesturing as she spoke, her voice animated. “But you know how things go. We were so busy over there.”
Her tone softened slightly as she began to recount the experience. “The U.S. leg was amazing, but it was also a lot. We had so many schedules, so much filming… We did interviews, we filmed all kinds of content, and I also had some solo photoshoots which haven’t even been released yet, by the way,” she added with a small conspiratorial smile, leaning closer to the camera. “You guys are going to love it when it comes out. Trust me.”
The chat filled with excited reactions:
“WHAT KIND OF PHOTOSHOOT?! GIVE US SPOILERS!”
“Ahhh, now I’m curious!”
“Bae Jiyeon teasing us again, as usual!”
Luna chuckled, waving her hand in front of the camera as though to dispel the anticipation. “No spoilers! You’ll just have to wait. But yeah, that’s why I never found the time to go live while we were over there. Every time I thought I’d have a free evening, something else came up.”
She sighed softly, her smile turning a bit rueful. “And, well… you know how I am. By the time we’d get back to the hotel after a full day, I’d just want to collapse into bed.” She glanced back at the camera, her gaze warm and sincere. “So, I’m really glad I have the time to do this now. It feels nice to just sit and talk with you guys again.”
The comments were filled with love and encouragement:
“We understand, Luna! You work so hard!”
“Your health comes first. Don’t worry about us!”
“We’re just happy you’re here now!”
Her lips quirked into a small, grateful smile, and she tilted her head slightly, resting her chin in her hand. “You guys are too sweet. Seriously.” She sat up straighter, her voice brightening again. “Okay, but now I’m curious— what did you all think of the concert tonight? Tell me everything!”
She leaned forward, her eyes scanning the chat intently as the comments began pouring in again.
The comments began flooding in again, messages moving so fast that Luna could barely keep up. Her eyes darted across the screen, scanning as much as she could.
“The concert was AMAZING!”
“My first ever SEVENTEEN concert! Thank you for giving us such a magical night, Jiyeonie!”
“It was my first time seeing you live guys, and I cried during the encore. I didn’t want it to end.”
“The way you sang tonight… I got chills!”
Luna’s lips curved into a soft smile, her posture relaxing further as she leaned back into the armchair, hugging the cushion in her lap. “You guys are the cutest. Reading your comments makes me so happy,” she said, her voice gentle, yet tinged with genuine excitement. “I’m really glad you enjoyed the concert. We worked so hard to make it special for you all.”
Her fingers lightly tapped against the cushion as she read more comments silently to herself.
“Your stage presence is unreal!”
“I love when you guys interact with the us in the audience.”
“I’ll never forget it this night, Jiyeonie!”
“Oh, the confetti!” she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. “Wasn’t that so pretty? I swear when I looked out and saw all of you holding your phones up with the lights on, surrounded by the confetti— it looked surreal.” Her voice softened as she reminisced, her smile taking on a nostalgic quality. “I always tell myself to stay in the moment during concerts, but moments like that… I wish I could freeze them forever.”
The chat erupted again:
“You made us cry, Luna!”
“It was so magical! Thank you for everything!”
“We love you so much!”
Luna’s cheeks flushed faintly, and she let out a quiet laugh. “Thank you for making the night so special.”
She paused for a moment, her gaze shifting slightly as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her expression grew a little more thoughtful, and her tone softened as she continued. “To be honest… I was feeling a little down tonight during the concert,” she admitted, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.
The chat slowed for a moment, fans picking up on her change in tone.
“What happened, Jiyeon?”
“Are you okay?”
“Why were you sad, my love?!”
Luna smiled reassuringly, holding up her hand as if to calm their worries. “No, no! Don’t worry, I’m okay. It’s just… my throat was so dry tonight.” She pouted slightly, a playful yet frustrated look crossing her face. “I hate getting sick— hate it, especially when we’re traveling and performing. It’s the worst timing ever!”
She giggled, covering her mouth with one hand as if embarrassed by her outburst. “I was drinking so much water backstage, but no matter how much I drank, my throat still felt like sandpaper. It was driving me crazy.” She shook her head, her smile widening despite herself. “I kept thinking, ‘Please, just hold on until the end of the show!’”
The chat quickly filled with messages of support and concern:
“You did so well, though! We couldn’t even tell!”
“Please take care of yourself, Bae Jiyeon!”
“Rest up! Your health is the most important!”
“You did amazing, Luna!”
Luna’s gaze softened as she read their words, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the cushion in her lap. “Thank you, my loves. Thank you for worrying about me.” She tilted her head, her hair slipping over one shoulder as she continued, her voice full of reassurance. “But don’t worry— I’m fine, really. I just need to rest a little more, and I’ll be back to normal in no time.”
She paused, her lips curving into a teasing smile. “Besides, I’m drinking so much honey tea right now, that I think I might turn into a bee.”
The chat erupted with laughter and playful responses:
“Queen Bee Luna!”
“As long as it helps, drink as much as you need!”
“GIRL!! I’D GET YOU ALL THE HONEY TEA IN THE WORLD TO MAKE SURE YOU’RE ALRIGHT!! DON’T TEST ME!!”
“Buzz buzz, our hardworking Luna!”
“You guys are funny,” Luna laughed along with them, her giggles light and infectious. “See? You guys always know how to make me feel better. I really mean it— thank you for being so understanding.”
Luna’s gaze lingered on the screen, her chin resting lightly in her hand as her fingers idly brushed against her cheek. Her dark eyes scanned the comments, but her mind seemed elsewhere, her expression soft and far away. She leaned in slightly toward the camera, the soft strands of her dark hair framing her face, her bare complexion illuminated by the gentle glow of the hotel room light.
As the chat buzzed with messages— fans asking questions, sharing their thoughts, and continuing to express their love— Luna hummed quietly under her breath, almost absentmindedly. The hum soon turned into a soft murmur, and then, without realizing it, she began singing in a gentle, airy tone, her voice just above a whisper.
“‘Adore me, hold me, and explore me… Mark your territory…’”
Her voice was delicate, almost hypnotic, as though the melody was spilling out of her without thought. She leaned closer to the screen, her eyes flickering over the comments as she sang the next line softly, the words melting into the quiet ambiance of the room.
“‘Tell me I’m the only, only, only, only one…’”
She stopped singing, her lips curving into an innocent smile as her gaze refocused on the chat. “I love that song,” she muttered, the corners of her mouth still lifted as though she were unaware of the chaos she had just caused.
The chat erupted instantly, fans flooding the screen with comments, the pace of the messages suddenly doubling.
“BAE JIYEON DID YOU JUST SING JUNO?!”
“OH MY GOD THAT’S JUNO BY SABRINA CARPENTER.”
“DOES SHE KNOW WHAT THAT SONG IS ABOUT?!”
“I love that song!!!”
“Luna bestie… the lyrics—”
“WE ARE LOSING IT, LUNA PLEASE.”
“HOW IS SHE SO CASUAL ABOUT THIS???!!!”
Luna tilted her head at the camera, the innocent smile still playing on her lips as she read the messages, her brows knitting together slightly in confusion. “What’s with all the reactions? You guys are freaking out,” she said with a soft laugh, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
The chat was relentless:
“THE SONG IS ABOUT—”
“HELLO???? MA’AM?!”
“Do you miss Jeonghan, miss thing?! Cause… we can tell…”
Luna’s smile widened, her laughter bubbling up as she read the frantic comments. “Wait, why is everyone so worked up?” she asked, her voice light and curious, though there was a playful twinkle in her eye. “It’s just a pretty song.“
“IT’S A PRETTY FREAKY SONG.”
“She’s messing with us. God i love her!”
“It matches her vibe tho.”
Luna shook her head, still laughing softly as she waved her hand dismissively. “You guys are too funny. It’s a beautiful song! Sabrina’s voice in it is amazing. And the lyrics…” She trailed off, a teasing glint in her eye as she leaned forward slightly, her voice lowering just a fraction. “They’re poetic. Don’t you think?”
The comments continued to spiral:
“POETIC?!?!”
“SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE’S DOING.”
“HELP. LUNA, STOP.”
“SHE PLAYS TOO MUCH.”
She finally broke into a full laugh, her shoulders shaking as she leaned back into the chair, hugging the cushion in her lap once more. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop teasing you. But seriously, it’s such a good song. If you haven’t heard it yet, you should listen to it. I promise you won’t regret it.”
The chat’s tone shifted slightly as fans began agreeing with her, though the occasional frantic message still slipped through.
“Okay but she’s not wrong, Juno is a bop.”
“Icons loves icons.”
“Juno is really… something.”
Luna glanced at the comments one last time, her expression softening into a fond smile. “You guys are hilarious,” she said, her voice warm and affectionate. “Thanks for making me laugh tonight. I needed this.”
Luna’s eyes flickered across the comments, her lips curling into a small smile as she caught sight of an English comment that stood out amidst the flurry of messages.
Leaning slightly closer to the screen, she read it aloud, her voice naturally slipping into a soft, playful British accent. “‘Jiyeonie, what’s the song that makes you happy and giddy inside?’” she read, her tone light and melodic, the accent adding a touch of charm to her words.
She blinked once, as though the question had taken her by surprise, but without missing a beat, her answer came effortlessly, her voice soft yet unwavering. “‘Love Me Like You Do’ by Ellie Goulding,” she said with a small, wistful smile that lit up her face.
As she said it, a subtle warmth crept into her expression, her gaze dropping momentarily as though lost in thought.
Unbidden, Jeonghan’s face appeared in her mind, his teasing grin, his laugh, the way his hand always found hers even when they weren’t paying attention.
That song, the one she had chosen without hesitation, was so deeply tied to him that she couldn’t think of it without feeling an overwhelming sense of fondness.
It wasn’t just a song she liked —it was their song, in a way.
Though never officially claimed, it had become something of an unofficial theme for them.
From the first time, she sang it during her cover project years ago to the moments it had surfaced during variety shows or casual conversations, it always seemed to orbit them like a quiet, knowing secret.
Her voice broke through her thoughts as she began to hum the melody softly, the familiar tune spilling from her lips as she continued to read the comments. Her hums were light, almost dreamy as if the memory tied to the song carried her away for a moment.
The chat quickly picked up on her answer, and fans wasted no time piecing things together.
“WAIT. Love Me Like You Do???”
“Isn’t that the song she covered a few years ago??”
“OMG remember her cover? It was SO GOOD.”
“I swear she gets so emotional when she sings that song.”
“You should do an updated cover, Jiyeonie!”
The comments kept rolling in, the momentum building as fans started connecting the dots.
“Wasn’t that the song that came up during The Game Caterers?”
“This just reminded me of Game Caterers when the members were teasing her and Jeonghan for no reason… everything makes sense.”
“Remember Jeonghan’s face when they played it? He looked so suspicious.”
“Omg Luna blushed so hard back then. They were so obvious lol.”
“IS THIS THEIR SONG??? Like… their actual couple song???”
Luna let out a soft laugh, her shoulders shaking slightly as she read the increasingly excited messages. Her humming faded as she glanced back at the camera, her expression caught somewhere between amusement and bashfulness. “You guys are so observant, aren’t you?” she teased her tone light but with a knowing edge that only fueled the chat’s excitement.
“SO IT IS YOUR THEME SONG?!?!”
“Bestie don’t tease us, we’re DYING.”
“CONFIRM IT. WE NEED TO KNOW.”
“Mom and Dad are so cute.”
“I’m calling it. It’s Luna and Jeonghan’s theme song.”
Luna tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she leaned closer to the screen, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. “I never said that…” she said, drawing the words out, her smile betraying her as she tried to feign innocence.
The comments exploded again:
“SHE’S NOT DENYING IT. OMG.”
“This is a confirmation if I’ve ever seen one.”
“LUNA PLEASE JUST SAY IT.”
She laughed again, the sound soft and melodic as she sat back, hugging her knees to her chest. “You guys are way too good at this. I have to be careful what I say around you,” she admitted, shaking her head with an affectionate smile. “But seriously, it’s just a song I really love. It makes me happy, that’s all.”
Her explanation only seemed to make the chat more chaotic:
“THAT’S NOT ALL AND YOU KNOW IT.”
“Luna, we’re not falling for that. The way you smiled just now— HELLO???”
“This is like a soft launch of Jeongna’s couple song and I’m living for it.”
“Can somebody edit Jeongna with this song?! I am on my knees!”
Luna bit her bottom lip to hold back another laugh, her cheeks faintly flushed as she glanced offscreen for a moment, as if debating whether or not to say more.
Finally, she leaned forward again, her voice softer now, almost conspiratorial. “Let’s just say… I think some songs remind us of certain people, don’t you?”
The chat collectively lost its mind.
“OH MY GOD SHE ADMITTED IT.”
“We KNEW IT.”
“JEONGNA SUPREMACY!”
“They are adorable fr.”
“She’s in love.”
Luna laughed again, the sound warm and genuine, as she raised her hands in surrender. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop before I get myself into trouble. But I do love that song. It’s one of my all-time favorites.”
She glanced back at the chat, her smile softening as she read the flood of messages. “You guys are really something else,” she said with a fond shake of her head. “Always figuring everything out. I can’t hide anything from you, can I?”
Luna’s gaze shifted down to the scrolling comments, her head tilting slightly as she caught sight of a question that made her smile softly. She leaned closer to the phone, her chin lightly resting on her hand, as she read aloud in a gentle, thoughtful tone.
“‘What have you been up to in Japan recently? Have you done anything besides work?’”
Her smile widened, and she let out a small laugh, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Ah, well, I haven’t been doing anything else besides work,” she began, her tone warm and conversational. “Ah! Never mind, just the other day, I went shopping with Cheollie and Gyu-Gyu.”
She paused for dramatic effect, her lips quirking into a mischievous grin as she added with a giggle, “And let me just say, the three of us should never shop together again.” Her laughter grew as she shook her head, clearly reliving the memory. “It was so bad. We did some serious damage, I’m not even joking.”
The chat instantly erupted:
“Omg shopping with Cheol and Mingyu must’ve been chaotic.”
“What did you buy? TELL US.”
“Serious damage? HOW MUCH???”
“Do a haul!”
Luna chuckled softly as she read the comments, her fingers brushing her hair back behind her ear. “You guys already know I’m a shopaholic,” she said with a playful shrug, her tone feigning innocence. “I mean, I didn’t need anything, but did that stop me? Absolutely not.” She laughed at herself before continuing. “I ended up getting some new clothes— of course. A new pair of shoes. And… oh! A new bag. It’s so pretty, you’ll see it soon, I promise.”
The comments flooded in again with amusement:
“A NEW BAG?!?!”
“This is why Luna works so hard— so she can shop guilt-free.”
“She’s a mood.”
“Jiyeon is my bias for a reason! She’s my spirit animal. She is me.”
“We need to see the haul, queen!”
Luna waved a hand dismissively but with a fond smile. “You’ll see everything eventually,” she reassured them. “But I didn’t just shop for myself, okay? I got a bag for my mom too. She’s been dropping hints about needing a new one, so I thought, why not?”
Luna leaned back slightly, her expression softening as she continued. “I actually called her after I bought it to tell her. She was so happy and thankful,” she said, her voice laced with affection. “But then—” She broke off with a laugh, her eyes sparkling as she sat up straighter. “She goes, ‘Oh, thank you, that’s nice, but are you going to bring me and your Dad some Japanese snacks too?’”
She threw her hands up in mock exasperation, her giggles spilling out as she recounted the moment. “Can you believe that? I just spent all this money on a bag for her, and she’s already asking for snacks!”
The chat exploded with laughter:
“HAHAHA moms are like that!”
“She’s so real for that.”
“Luna’s mom knows what she wants.”
“PRIORITIES!”
Luna grinned as she nodded in agreement. “Right? But of course, I couldn’t say no. So I went and got her all her favorite snacks. I'll probably end up carrying an extra bag just for her goodies now,” she said, shaking her head but unable to hide the affection in her voice. “My mommy is cute.”
Her gaze flickered to the comments again, her smile widening as she silently read them.
“Luna, you’re such a sweet daughter!”
“We need a Luna and her mom vlog someday, PLEASE.”
She laughed, her head tilting slightly as she addressed the fans. “You guys really want to meet her, huh? I don’t know if she’d survive the attention. She’d probably spend the whole time asking me to make sure her hair looks good or something.”
The comments came pouring in, a mix of playful teasing and genuine admiration for Luna’s close bond with her mother. She rested her chin in her hand again, her expression softening as she read through the messages, clearly touched by the fans’ engagement.
“Honestly,” she said after a moment, her voice quieter but no less warm, “I love spoiling my parents. They’ve done so much for me, so it feels good to give a little back, you know?”
Luna’s eyes sparkled as she straightened up in her seat, her earlier laughter softening into a wide, excited grin. “Oh, oh! I almost forgot!” she said, her voice rising slightly in pitch, her excitement palpable. “I bought a new bracelet too!”
She lifted her left hand toward the camera, her delicate fingers tilting slightly as she showed off the jewelry. The dim lighting in her hotel room made the gold gleam faintly, catching the subtle intricacy of the design. “Can you see it?” she asked, tilting her wrist closer to the screen. “Wait, let me make sure it’s clear.”
She adjusted her hand again, the movement practiced and fluid, until the dainty gold bracelet with its love knot design was fully visible.
Its simplicity was elegant, a perfect complement to the slightly chunkier gold band sitting just above it— the matching bracelet Jeonghan had given her a few months ago. The sight of the two together, perfectly balanced yet distinct, made her smile even wider.
“Pretty, right?” she said, her tone bright and airy as she glanced down at the screen, waiting for the fans’ reactions. Her fingers instinctively adjusted the bracelets, the love knot sliding slightly against her wrist, as she glanced through the influx of comments flooding in.
“OMG IT’S SO PRETTY!”
“Did you buy it to match with your gold band???”
“A LOVE KNOT???? GIRL—”
Luna giggled softly, her thumb absently brushing over the knot detail as she scanned the comments. “I saw it at this little jewelry boutique we stopped by, and I just couldn’t resist,” she explained her voice light with a hint of bashfulness. “It felt simple but meaningful, you know? And it goes so well with my other bracelet…” Her gaze flicked back to the screen, and she let out another soft laugh as more comments poured in.
“Simple but meaningful?? Ma’am, elaborate!”
“She’s glowing talking about it omg.”
“LUNA WE KNOW WHAT THAT BRACELET REPRESENTS.”
She shook her head, the teasing comments making her laugh again, her dimples deepening as she looked back at the camera. “You guys are always so dramatic,” she said, playfully narrowing her eyes. “But yes, I love it. I thought it was just… perfect.”
Her eyes darted back to the comments, reading them silently with a contented smile, but suddenly, one particular message caught her attention. She blinked, her body visibly tensing as she leaned forward, her hand hovering slightly over her mouth.
“Wait a second…” she murmured softly, her eyes locked on the screen.
There, highlighted in bold clarity, was a verified account.
The comment read: “Really pretty.”
Her lips parted slightly in surprise as realization dawned.
It was Jeonghan.
The chat immediately erupted:
“JEONGHAN IS HERE OMG!!!!”
“IS THAT HANNIE COMMENTING???”
“LUNA, DO YOU SEE HIM???”
“MISS THING YOUR FIANCÉ IS LURKING!”
Before she could react, another comment from the same account appeared, just seconds later: “Are you talking about the bracelet or yourself?”
Luna visibly froze, her brain seeming to buffer as she processed not only the fact that Jeonghan was watching her live but that he had just flirted with her— openly, in front of millions of viewers… which seems to be their norm ever since their relationship got exposed to the public.
They used to dream of times like this.
Her hand instinctively went to her face, covering her mouth as her cheeks flushed a faint pink. “Oh my God…” she mumbled, her voice muffled and shaky with barely contained laughter. Her wide eyes darted back and forth between the camera and the comments, still trying to comprehend what had just happened.
The chat was on fire:
“HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT.”
“LUNA YOUR MAN IS RIGHT THERE.”
“WE ARE ALL THIRD-WHEELING THIS LIVE RN.”
“YOON JEONGHAN?!? SIR!!?”
Luna shook her head, her fingers dropping from her lips as she let out a flustered laugh. “Yoon Jeonghan you really…” she started, her voice trailing off as she glanced down again, catching yet another wave of excited messages. “…have no shame,” she said finally, her voice breathless and tinged with disbelief.
“HE’S IN LOVE AND HE WANTS US ALL TO KNOW IT.”
“Jiyeon, don’t act like you don’t like it.”
“Y’ALL THIS IS STRAIGHT OUT OF A ROMANCE MOVIE.”
The fans’ collective reactions filled the chat once again, the scrolling comments a chaotic blend of screaming, laughing emojis, and declarations of how adorable the couple was. Luna bit her lip to suppress another laugh, her expression softened, the corners of her lips quirking upward in a private smile.
Luna shook her head, her cheeks still pink from Jeonghan’s earlier comment as she looked directly at the camera. “Alright, everyone,” she said, exhaling as though she were trying to steady herself. “Since he’s obviously here and not going anywhere, everyone say hello to Jeonghannie who I know we all missed so much.”
Her voice was lighthearted but tinged with fondness, the kind that only years of love and understanding could bring. Her eyes flitted to the comments as they exploded once again, the chat now in absolute chaos.
“HI JEONGHAN!!!”
“THE AUDACITY HE HAS TO FLIRT IN FRONT OF MILLIONS.”
“JEONGHAN WE SEE YOU 👀👀👀”
“We miss you! Come back!”
Among the flurry of messages, Jeonghan’s verified account popped up again. “Hi Carats!” it read, simple yet instantly sending the chat into another spiral.
Luna let out a soft laugh, resting her chin in her palm as she scrolled through the endless stream of greetings for her fiancé. But before she could even think of moving on, another comment from him appeared.
“Nana-ya, get me one.”
Her brows furrowed slightly as she read it aloud, “Get you one?”
Then, just seconds later, another comment from Jeonghan followed: “The same one. A matching one.”
It took her a moment to process, her confusion evident as she tilted her head slightly. “Get you one what?” she asked, her lips curling into a small, bewildered smile as she waited for clarification.
The realization hit her like a gentle wave when she saw his next comment: “Oh, the bracelet?” she said, her voice lilting upward in understanding.
Her fingers brushed over the love knot bracelet on her wrist as if to confirm what he was referring to. “You want one of these?” she asked, a teasing note creeping into her tone.
Jeonghan didn’t keep her guessing for long. His reply was instant as if he’d been waiting: “Yes. We need to be a couple.”
Luna blinked, her lips parting slightly in surprise, but before she could respond, another comment from him popped up: “Even though we already are 😝.”
The chat practically exploded.
“STOP HE REALLY JUST SAID THAT????”
“WE NEED TO BE A COUPLE 😭😭😭 THIS MAN IS TOO MUCH.”
“Where have I heard that phrase before?!”
“THIS IS THE SAME JEONGHAN AND LUNA WHO USED TO DENY EVERYTHING BTW LMFAO.”
“WHY ARE WE HERE THIRD-WHEELING???”
“Sir, you need to stop. Luna is malfunctioning.”
Luna’s hand flew to her mouth as a quiet laugh escaped her, but her wide-eyed expression betrayed the sudden wave of déjà vu that swept over her.
Those words— we need to be a couple— had been said before, hadn’t they? And not just anywhere.
Her eyes darted back to the screen as memories began flooding her mind, the exact same scenario replaying itself from years ago. Back then, it was a different piece of jewelry— a dainty gold necklace she had shown her fans during a live after their ‘Follow’ tour concert in the Philippines.
It had been late at night, much like this, Luna sitting cross-legged on her hotel bed as she held the delicate chain up for the camera to see. “Look at this!” she had said excitedly, letting the small gold pendant dangle just above her palm.
The pendant was in the shape of the letter ‘J,’ something she had coyly told her fans stood for her own initials. But in reality, it was for Jeonghan— something she hadn’t dared to admit then in public.
Jeonghan hadn’t been at the concert due to an injury, but that didn’t stop him from watching her live. His verified account had appeared in the chat unexpectedly, his comments cheeky and bold even back then.
“Get me one.”
Luna had paused, caught off guard as her fans erupted in excitement. “Hannie? Get you what?” she had repeated, her tone unsure but amused.
His reply had been instant: “The same one. We need to be a couple.”
The chat had collectively lost its mind, the comments flying faster than she could read.
“JEONGHAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??”
“STOPPP WE CAN’T HANDLE THIS.”
“WE NEED TO BE A COUPLE????? SIR EXPLAIN???”
“JEONGNA IS REAL ISTG!!! TRY TO CHANGE MY MIND!!”
Her laugh had been shaky then, a mix of nervousness and amusement as she waved her hand at the camera. “Jeonghannie, stop saying things like that. People might think you’re serious,” she had joked, her voice light but carrying a subtle plea for him to tone it down.
And then, as she read through the comments, a small notification had popped up at the top of her screen— a text message.
It was from Jeonghan.
“I am serious.”
Luna had tried her best to keep her reaction neutral, but her smile had softened in a way that betrayed her. Her cheeks flushed as she lowered her head slightly, trying to hide the way her face flushed and how her heart fluttered at his words.
And in the end, she had gotten him a matching necklace— both pieces featuring the letter ‘J.’
To everyone else, it was a cute nod to their shared first initial, but to them, it was so much more. It was their quiet way of holding onto something that was just theirs, something they didn’t have to explain to anyone.
Back in the present, Luna blinked, the warmth of the memory leaving her momentarily speechless. The chat was still buzzing with excitement, and Jeonghan’s most recent comment— “Even though we already are 😝” —shone brightly at the top.
She let out a breathless laugh, her hand brushing over her cheek as she muttered, “You’re really going to bring that up again?”
Her fans didn’t miss a beat:
“GOSH IT WAS AN INSIDE JOKE THIS ENTIRE TIME!!!”
“IS THIS A FULL CIRCLE MOMENT OR WHAT.”
“STOPPPP THEY’VE BEEN OBVIOUS SINCE THEN!!”
Luna’s eyes scanned the stream of comments again, only to pause as another one from Jeonghan popped up.
“You already got me one, didn’t you?”
Her lips parted slightly, and the faintest blush rose to her cheeks. She pressed her fingers to her mouth to stifle a laugh, but it was obvious— he’d caught her.
The truth was, she had bought two bracelets when she found the love knot design.
The fans weren’t letting it go either.
“WAIT SHE DID!!!”
“LUNA DID YOU REALLY BUY TWO???”
“He caught you, girl.”
“JEONGHAN KNOWS HER TOO WELL PLS.”
“Guilty as charged.”
She glanced at the screen, her brows furrowed in mock irritation as she nodded her head, trying to keep her composure. “Jeonghannie, why are you like this?” she muttered, a sheepish smile playing on her lips.
Before she could fully recover, another comment from him appeared: “Good. Now we’ll match.”
Luna let out a small laugh, shaking her head at the camera, but her blush deepened. He wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore.
Feeling bold, she leaned closer to the screen, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Gosh, are you in love with me or something?” she asked, her tone half-teasing, half-challenging.
The chat went wild as fans waited for his response, and Jeonghan, as always, didn’t disappoint.
“And what about it?”
The simplicity of his words sent the chat into absolute chaos.
“JEONGHANNNNNN STOP THIS IS TOO MUCH.”
“HE REALLY SAID THAT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE OMG.”
“LUNA ARE YOU OKAY??? BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED HELP.”
“WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOR?!?”
“THESE TWO COULD’VE TEXTED EACH OTHER BUT INSTEAD THEY DECIDE TO FLIRT IN FRONT OF THOUSANDS ONCE AGAIN.”
Luna’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she let out a nervous laugh, leaning back slightly as she tried to compose herself. “Lord…” she whispered, shaking her head.
She tried to move on, but her stuttering betrayed her. “You… you always want us to match,” she managed to say, her voice soft as she brushed her fingers through her hair.
Facing the camera again, she narrowed her eyes playfully. “Hannie is obsessed with me, guys,” she said, her tone light but affectionate.
The fans wasted no time.
“OBSESSED WITH YOU???? AS HE SHOULD BE.”
“I MEAN HE’S NOT EVEN HIDING IT ANYMORE LMAO.”
“JEONGHAN, BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED HELP.”
“UHM… WHO ISN’T?!?”
Jeonghan’s next comment, however, rendered Luna completely speechless:
“Yes. And soon we’ll have new matching rings.”
Her brows furrowed slightly in confusion as she reread his words. “Rings?” she repeated softly, almost to herself.
And then, like a bolt of lightning, realization hit her.
Her eyes widened, her fingers stilling mid-fidget as she fully grasped what he meant.
New matching rings.
Wedding bands.
She blinked rapidly, her lips twitching as she fought to suppress the smile threatening to take over her face.
The comments erupted once again:
“GOODBYE I—“
“He is MISSING you, girl.”
“I’M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE.”
Luna’s voice was softer now, the blush spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. “You… you need to go to sleep,” she said, her tone holding a mix of exasperation and fondness as she pouted at the camera.
Her words were directed at Jeonghan, but the teasing in her voice made it clear she wasn’t really upset. “Hannie, stop teasing me on live. Go to sleep,” she repeated, crossing her arms for emphasis.
The chat was in shambles, but Jeonghan’s comment cut through all the noise: “I’m laughing so hard right now 😂 You're cute. ”
Luna couldn’t help but roll her eyes, though her smile gave her away. “You’re annoying,” she muttered under her breath before turning her attention back to the fans.
“See what I have to deal with?” she said, her voice filled with affection. But even as she tried to move on, her fingers unconsciously brushed over the oval diamond on her engagement ring, a soft smile lingering on her lips.
God, she and Jeonghan had wished for times like these— where they could just exist together, freely and without fear. And now, here he was, openly voicing out his love for her in the most public way possible, and all she could do was smile like the lovesick idiot that she was.
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is it entirely possible for me to want to, like, identify as cis AND trans ? for context I was born female, but I'm a transman .. To put it simply .. And I have an odd and confusing relationship with my womanhood, but it feels right in a way to say I'm a transman but also transfem ?? Buf like, cis trans man and transfem. Does this, work ?? I could probably ramble for hours about why I want to use both these labels. But I'm not sure if it'd be, disrespectful ?? misusing the terms ?? Just plain odd ??
Your blog is incredibly informative and your answers are as well so, yeah. can I use the labels transman and transfem.
yes! this absolutely works!!!!!
you are the type of person i've made a ton of posts about and i hope you don't mind if i'm kinda long winded here because i've been begging people to understand folks like you exist for weeks now and people just keep calling me transmisogynistic and it's absurd, i had no idea so many people didn't know your identity existed. here are some of the posts i've made about bigender cis men/transfems:
there is a long, long history of people who identify as cis men and a trans woman or transfem person. this is so common it's unreal. back in the 50's and 60's a lot of drag queens had this exact relationship with gender- sometimes presenting as cis men, or maybe still presenting as femme but being men. there were femme gays hanging out at the drag bars flirting with men and lesbians- identifying as femmes and men. there were drag balls held by people who had this exact relationship with gender going on around the time. you can read about a lot of these people in leslie feinberg's works actually!
the thing is is being cis doesn't cancel out being trans. bigenderism is complicated. if someone wants to consider both of their identities trans, they can. if someone wants to consider themselves cis and trans, they can! you are not in the wrong for being this gender! i've met so many people in your shoes! i lived with a lot of transfems for a while and a lot of them were cis men and trans women at the same time! a lot of trans women still feel like cis men, especially gay men. that's totally fine!
im really glad you took the time to send this ask because this is what i mean when i say that it's not okay to shit on cis men in the queer community or in general because cis men *can be queer*. you can be a cis man and a trans woman or any other number of genders at the same time and it doesn't not invalidate your transness! they don't have to cancel each other out, they exist at the same time independently of one another and it's a beautiful thing!
if you'd like to talk about it, please feel encouraged to do so! i've been trying to get people to understand people like you are out there and to not be shitty to people who are or read as cis men. it's okay to be a cis man and another queer identity! i think you rock! there are a ton of bigender cis men/transfems out there! you are not alone!
#asks#answers#bigender#transfem#transfemme#transfeminine#cis men#multigender#polygender#resources#femme#trans history#queer history
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I redesigned Yangchen's outfit!
... I actually designed a lot of outfits for her, because I am Extremely Normal about these books, and also I like costume design and learning about historical clothing.
Short disclaimer: These fantasy clothes aren't culturally or historically accurate, just historically and culturally influenced. I don't have any expertise in East or Central Asian culture or clothing, I've just been clicking around on the internet a lot the last two weeks learning things because that's my idea of fun lol. If you wanted to talk to people who actually know things you should check out @atlaculture or like @ziseviolet, both of whom's blogs I referenced while drawing.
I only designed two alternates for the outer robes. The first is based loosely off the robes Buddhist monks wear (loosely, because drawing draped fabric is hard ^^') especially the Tibetan zhen robe. This garment is just a long wide rectangle of cloth which can be draped across the body in lots of ways (versatility ftw!).
The other garment I drew is a Chuba, a traditional garment from Tibet and the Himalayas. It's a robe, but it highkey reminds me of kilts and hoodies, in that it a) can be worn over one or both shoulders or just as a skirt and b) it makes a giant pocket over the stomach. The long sleeves can be folded up or tied back btw.
I spent the most time on the middle layer, because I was thinking it has to be something she could comfortably fight in while also being suitable for diplomatic meetings, meditating, espionage, and possibly sleeping.
And like. You can fight and hike and whatnot in loose skirts, but it's annoying how twisted up they can get while sleeping. ALSO, YC does a lot of flying and leaping, so my girl needs pants. My faves are definitely the Xiaolin monk pants and the yellow wrap pants Aang wears. I tried dhoti (Indian wrap pants) because that kind of looks like what the giant statue of Yangchen meditating might be wearing, but I think it looks odd paired with a highwaisted shirt instead of a long tunic. Maybe I'll do some more drawings with her in a tunic and dhoti or a monk's dhonka and shemdap later, idk.
As any good historical fashion nerd knows, foundational garments are everything (◡‿◡✿).
But also, there's a scene where Yangchen and Kavik pretend to be lovers, and are "discovered" by a maid sleeping in the same room, with Yangchen in a state of partial undress (gasp!)
I am living for this fake drama; I need to know how scandalized the maid was lmao.
When the maid walks in, Yangchen immediately wraps herself in a bedsheet before ushering the maid back out the door. Maybe all she did was take off her outer robe... but why would she need to wrap herself in a sheet if she was wearing a long-sleeved high-necked gown? I got the sense from both the book and cursory research about buddhist monks that walking around without your outer robes was socially acceptable, at least in casual settings. I think it more likely she was in her underclothes, which historically (in the west anyway) would also double as sleeping clothes.
"The Aang" is censored because this is Tumblr-dot-com. Its mostly a joke, but also, I know other countries are less uptight about bººbies, so like, maybe it's a valid option ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The ~Water Tribe~ look is based off Sokka's swimwear and not Katara's, mostly because chest binding seems antithetical to airbending.
All the other undergarment designs are based on hanfu neiyi, because that's what I could find reference photos and romanized names for.
I'm tired of typing now. Lemme know if you have questions about something, or want me to post a larger version of a specific outfit. I am open to feedback and tentatively open to requests.
#costume design#character redesign#Yangchen#avatar#airbenders#air nomads#avatar novels#chronicles of the avatar#atla#I realize now there are typos in the jpeg rip#too late to change it now
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GUYS.
there’s a summary at the end btw
what if and hear me out here… Ruby is timid because @teethwitheyes101-blog was right about their head cannon and people look down on her for having the “weak fire” coloring? and so hear me out on this next one BUT. (scroll past the next picture)
tourmaline has one of the stronger fire colors in scale indications that teeth with eyes has supplied us with, so that’s why she was the stronger daughter who was hold and brave, because also scarlet has the scale colors right in the middle of ruby and tourmaline, btw !!SPOILERS FOR ESCAPING PERIL!!, so closer to the end of the book when it’s discovered that Ruby is actually tourmaline with a spell over her earring maybe just maybe it was so that way none of Scarlets kids would be brave enough to challenge her? because if tourmaline had stronger fire than Scarlet, Scarlet would be aware of the fact tourmaline would have much more strength than Scarlet did, so she killed the original Ruby and then the spell on the earring made “Ruby” believe she had never been any other dragon but Ruby, that way Scarlet did not have to die from her stronger daughter before she got the chance to be queen for the rest of her life and “Ruby” thought she was too weak to challenge her mom, so she lived obediently, then we break into the point when scarlet and “Ruby” are about to fight over who gets to be queen “Ruby” isn’t willing to do assuming she would never win, but as SOON as she gets to be Tourmaline again she’s confident in her strength and beats Scarlet resulting in the evil queens death, just think about it! Scarlet had an animus at the time when she had that earring made and she had two daughters one of which could have very well been able to kill her! and scarlet had already shown a willing to kill her kids, so with her last two kids what if she was so power hungry that she decided to off her weakest of the two then make the strong one believe she was weak rather than just having someone kill Tourmaline for her? also clearly Scarlet has a way powerful ego so she most likely would literally never been willing to hire an assassin rather than do the dirty work herself! also! she would want to kill her much stronger daughter while making a spectacle of it, she would want everyone to see it, but she couldn’t do that if she had a definite disadvantage! so as a summary, scarlet totally killed the real ruby because she was weak, made tourmaline (who is much stronger fire) believe that she WAS ruby for her whole life so that scarlet could be queen even longer!
this is long and possibly a yap sesh BUT i was looking for cool WOF aus to read through and teeth with eyes’ art came up making me think of the leaked pictures of the escaping peril graphic novel and how Ruby is darker in color than everyone imagined which gave me this whole thing that ive typed out :3 tbh i was originally looking for motivation to write my own AU but then this happened 😅 but this is so much more fun bro
apologies for the yapping but no one irl that i know likes wof like i do so you guys get to suffer my ideas 😭
also thank you teethwitheyes101! I didn’t want to tag you multiple times in one post but i did tag you because i do not want to look like i’m trying to steal art, and i did my best to crop the picture with your user, i hope you aren’t upset at me for putting your art in my post, if you are lmk!!
#digital art#wings of fire#wof#digital drawing#digital illustration#for you#wof art#wof design#digital painting#dragon art#wings of fire au#headcanon#headcannons#wof dragon#wof scarlet#wof skywing
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Making a little pinned post for goyim who stumble across this blog. Nothing in your background, none of your experiences with marginalization, nothing at all makes you exempt from having unconsciously incorporated antisemitism into your world view and mindset. The best thing you can do is seek out a wide range of all jewish voices with no preconceived notions, hear how different things affect their lives and oppression, and take that into account about what you say and do. Next thing to address. Antisemitism from the left DOES exist and it IS in your movements for palestinian liberation, as ugly a truth as that is. I support a free palestine and an end to genocide. So, when I showed up to my first protest and saw a displayed swastika with hundreds of people around, I was extremely dismayed that not a single one was willing to stand up and say a goddamned thing. This is the state of antisemitism on the left. Most people won’t *openly* spout hateful rhetoric, tho those who will are quite loud. The real problem is that there is no collective willingness to go after the open antisemites in these movements. It’s deemed acceptable because it’s for a good cause. And let me tell you, this shit is quite typical and we jews see it constantly. Just because you aren’t seeing antisemitism doesn’t mean it’s not there. Of course you aren’t seeing it. You’re not jewish. You don’t have the background to notice shit that you’ve been taught is normal and fine. Yet, your silence in the face of these things or even your engagement in them still hurts us. And. You know what they say. If nazi joins 4 people at a table and they do nothing about it you have 5 nazis. So. What can you do? Seek out jewish voices and LEARN!! Don’t tokenize us. Don’t choose ones you already agree with. The first resource I recommend for dealing w antisemitism in leftist spaces is called “The Past Didn’t Go Anywhere” by April Rosenblum. This is a jew with a long history of palestinian advocacy and she has done a great job at breaking down where antisemitism happens. Link at the bottom. It was written in 2007 and remains depressingly relevant today. This pamphlet is 24 pages, a bit long, but very thorough. This pamphlet is the barebones details of what’s antisemitic btw. The things listed in there are basic “nearly every jew in the world” would agree things. There is more than just what is contained in there that’s antisemitic and your best resource is gonna be listening to jewish voices. No tokenizing. No dismissing. Just listening and seeing what makes sense. That said, this shit is essential reading because it gives you the tools to start making spaces safe for jews. If you don’t care about that then, well, you probably don’t belong on this blog.
EDIT: In an ideal world I would like a binational one-state solution with a right of return for jews and palestinians as well as massive reparations for palestinians. I don’t identify as a zionist. And. I know jews who identify as zionists who want the exact same things I do. If your rhetoric is calling for violence against those people you can fuck right off. Zionist is a jewish word that has been appropriated by goyim, both by christian “zionists” as well as those who wish to discredit jews wanting to live peacefully with palestinians in our shared homeland. It means whatever the jew using it says it does in the context of their speech. The people who support the ethnic cleansing and genocide of palestinians or the treatment of palestinians as second class citizens are called kahanists and racist assholes, not zionists. Stop misusing our fucking word. Learn what the word means from actual members of our community instead of shouting about it as a fucking outsider and appropriating a term with deep community roots. Yea, Israel has committed so many war crimes and is currently committing genocide. This is not what zionism represents to most zionists so if you’re pushing that narrative just fucking do better and stop putting jewish lives at risk with your irresponsible rhetoric. I once again redirect you to the linked pamphlet. This is not a heavily focused on topic in it, but it gives clear instructions on what not to do, even if it doesn’t give you all the details on the why.
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