#this mv brought back my will to draw

[zyonsay]

Parisienne im Mund SKI AGGU

Summary: Shooting the Balla Balla MV!

Reader: Genderneutral

Warnings: Smoking

Now playing: 'Balla Balla' by Ski Aggu

AN: Heya everyone! Finally some Ski Aggu content! I feel like there's such a lack of fics about him, which probably is since he's a german artist who doesnt cater to anyone besides german speakers- At least thats how i imagine it?? Anyways! This was really hard to write cuz in my mind lil bro does NOT speak english, which makes it sooo difficult for me to make him speak english. Idk, maybe im just yapping. Alsooo!! I mostly write male readers but i thought since theres barely any ski aggu fics i‘d give a lil treat to fem aligned people too :)

 Die, die ich date, hat uns Karten für die Oper gekauft Doch ich kann heut nicht, weil ich mich mit meinen Govas besauf' Jemand legt mir eine Peitsche, doch die macht mir nichts aus, Weil ich hab' viele tolle Ranzen wie Scout

A row of dressed up people stood around, waiting for their cue. You were currently doing a favor for your friend from Hamburg, Luca. Recently he made more time for his main passion, filming music videos and social media content. Long story short, his buddy needed a bunch of people for a music video and since you owe him a favor, you gladly came along.

Ja, ich bin ein heißer Atze, ich tanz' bauchfrei im Club Hol' meinen Perso raus, doch nicht, weil ich mich ausweisen muss

The camera panned around the entrance of the club and music filled the room. Just beforehand you were personally introduced to the man in whose music video you’d appear.

“Hey, das ist Y/N. Basically meine rechte Hand.” Luca placed his arm around your shoulders, pulling you slightly into him while smiling widely. “Oh hey, danke fürs kommen!”, you blinked for a second, your german was sadly quite rusty. “Oh umm, sorry but my german is absolute shit.”, you pursed your lips shyly. The young guy in front of you smiled. “No problem! I’m Aggu by the way.” He held his hand out to dap you up. You interlinked your own hand with his. “Nice to meet you, love your music.” A genuine smile spread across your lips, which he immediately mirrored. He was known to wear a ski mask, but right now you were glad to be able to look into his blueish grey eyes. Something was drawing you to him, maybe his sharp features, his messy blond hair or the crooked but sweet smile. “Thanks! I’ve heard so much about you from Luca.” You tilted your head, nudging your friend who was still next to you. “Only good things, right?”

The smoke machines were going ham and the air inside the rented club was getting way too hot. Someone had brought along a bubble gun, so colorful glycerin blobs now bobbed through the air and occasionally landed on a person’s head. “Ok, nächster Take in 3, 2, 1!” Luca began filming and just how the instructions earlier had said, everybody started jumping around and dancing, mimicking the nightlife at a club. Music boomed trough a speaker, helping Aggu keep the pace and time his gestures correctly. The lights flashed, you purposely spilled your drink while dancing, the messier it looked, the better. It all began to feel more and more like a fever dream. Aggu had lit a cigarette and was wildly gesturing at the camera while singing to the lyrics, the melody of which flowed through the crowd.

Ich rapp' darüber, was in meinem Leben passiert, Treff' 'ne Granate im Backi, die meine Nägel lackiert, woah, mh Sie sagt mir: „Komm, wir gehen von hier“ Weil der Backstage Arsch ist wie ich später bei ihr.

Next up was a scene at the backstage, Luca had insisted stubbornly that you should play in that scene. Two seats were smushed into a corner and a few things were thrown around to make it look messy. You propped yourself in one of those seats, facing Aggu. He was rapping about something something nail polish, but all you knew is that you had to whisper in his ear for a take. Carefully, you leant closer to him, your back was turned against the camera. His scent was intoxicating, a light hint of smoke lingered on him. Feeling a bit cheeky, you laid your hand on the front of his shoulder, practically resting yourself against him. A slight flush spread across your cheeks at the proximity, you were thankful that the camera wasn’t filming your face.

Aggu leant over the bar and let out an exhausted huff. “Fertig!”, Luca grinned from one ear to another. The takes you had now were pretty damn good and even though it was fun, everybody was happy to finish the video shooting. “You ok?” You spun around on one of the barstools. “Hm?”, he hummed while tiredly lifting his head from where he was resting it, buried in his arms. “Yeah, just tired. But I’m happy with how it turned out.” You nodded lightly, stopping your endless spinning. “C’mon, I’ll sponsor you a Cig.” Even under the ski goggles you could see his eyes light up.

You placed a cigarette between your lips and then held out your pack of Parisiennes to him. The two of you were sat on the step of some stairs at the back entrance of the club, your legs touching. “You got fire?”, a slightly embarrassed look flashed over your face. Somehow you always forgot to bring your lighter – or you lose it by the time you need it. “Mhm.” Aggu hummed. He had taken the ski goggles off and once again you found yourself glancing at his eyes. He expected you to take the lighter into your own hands, but you just held your cigarette in place and leaned in towards him. A few strands of hair loosened and fell into your face. He couldn’t help his breath hitching at the closeness, he could smell your cologne. It smelled like green tea mixed with a minty undertone, or to put it differently, a breath of fresh air. It took Aggu a second to register your movement, but he then reached his lighter forward, holding the flame to the cigarette between your lips. The orange light illuminated your face and made it glow; he was mesmerized. Your eyes fluttered open and you caught him looking at you, a slight smile spread across your lips.

Ich bin balla-balla Komplett gaga Parisienne im Mund, ich bin ein toller Macker

With a sweet, slightly stupid grin he lit his own cigarette. A light chuckle escaped you, he seemed to fancy you as much as you fancied him. He took a long drag of his cigarette before leaning against your shoulder, the nicotine rush fuzzing up his mind.

Ich bin balla-balla Komplett gaga Ihr Swag 2010, sie tr��gt einen Rock mit Brakka

[starfruit-tart]

Miku but make her Hongjoong from Ateez (Bouncy!)

I saw them back in August, I haven’t seen them since their first tour in the US, so it was a little overwhelming (in a good way) to see how much they’ve grown as performers in person:’)

Bonus! Have the background!

It’s not entirely accurate to the MV/concept photos layout-wise, but honestly I’m really proud of it nonetheless:)

I was considering putting @/ricedeity’s design for Synth V Yi Xi on a wanted poster but I decided not to in the end.

I’m also super pleased with the wanted posters! They were oddly nostalgic to draw? Back in like my Freshman year of High-school I’d draw icons like those in picsart on my iPod when I was supposed to be paying attention in biology class. I had to do summer school for Biology, but in my defense I was sooooo checked out of that class. I was lost after week 3, and there was no way I was gonna catch up🫠

Anyway, so drawing those posters brought back a relatively fond memory (of drawing the icons, not of Freshman year Biology).

[darl-ingfics]

Want You With Me

Fandom: Seventeen

Sickie: BSS

Caregiver(s): BSS, other members of Seventeen

Word Count: 2,283

“Bless you! You know, that’s seven.”

Soonyoung sniffled, recovering from yet another sneeze. “What?” Seokmin walked backwards out of the hotel room kitchenette until he could meet Soonyoung’s eyes, spoon held precariously in his hand. “That means I get to curse you next time.”

Soonyoung scoffed. “Those aren’t the rules.”

“Are too.”

“Shut up.”

Seokmin laughed to himself as he moved back to the kitchenette, dishing up three bowls of the instant rice. He set the third bowl aside, picking up two as he moved back into the bedroom portion of the hotel room.

Soonyoung was still sitting up, looking pitiful, waiting for him. Seungkwan was still fast asleep, curled up on his side, looking young and fragile in one of Seokmin’s hoodies. 

It had seemed unfortunate timing when both Soonyoung and Seungkwan had showed signs of a cold straight off the plane from Korea. But when they arrived at the hotel in the town where they were filming their next MV, they’d learned that a storm was approaching that would set filming back a day or two, maybe three if the ground was still wet or the sea too high. Their manager was assured that everything was fine, just set back a day or two. And then the permits for their filming venue were delayed. Once again, everything was fine, just on a delay. 

It was almost like Mother Nature was a BSS fan, and purposefully gave them the time to  rest and recover. 

A harsh gust of rain spattered against the window pane, drawing both men’s attention as Seokmin held out one of the bowls to Soonyoung. 

“Thank god filming got delayed,” Soonyoung grumbled, staring at the window as he begrudgingly accepted the rice and took a bite. 

“Can you imagine trying to film in this?” Seokmin asked, pulling the chair from the desk neck to the bed and kicking his feet up on the bed, tapping Soonyoung’s toes with his own. 

“Honestly, could be fun,” Soonyoung answered thoughtfully. “A lot of shenanigans could ensue.”

Seokmin nodded. “Mingyu would slip and get covered in mud.”

Soonyoung snorted, shaking his head. “And then Jeonghan would push someone else down with him. If he hadn’t pushed Mingyu in the first place.”

“We would probably be screaming back at the thunder.”

“Jun-ah would’ve started that…” Soonyoung snapped in agreement, mouth full of rice. “Would suck if someone got hurt, though.”

“Or sick.”

Seokmin leveled him a sarcastic look. “Good thing you’ve already ticked that box for us.” 

Soonyoung rolled his eyes. He opened his mouth to quip back, but was cut off by a whimper from Seungkwan. Both Soonyoung and Seokmin’s attention snapped to their youngest member, watching as he squirmed a bit, his face wrinkling with discomfort. With one final whimper and a deep sigh, Seungkwan went still again, one hand now curled under this chin. Still asleep.

Seokmin pouted his lower lip. “Poor baby.” He turned his pout towards Soonyoung. “You too.” He cuffed the dancer under the chin. 

Soonyoung huffed a laugh, shaking his head. “Yeah, yeah. I ate my dinner, can I have my drugs now?” 

Laughing himself, Seokmin nodded, moving to grab the convenience store bag containing the medicine the manager had grabbed for them. He opened the box, ripped apart a pill packet and brought it back over to the bed. It took him a minute to open the packet, the wrapper extra sticky. But it wasn’t all that long until the pills were in Soonyoung’s hand, and he was able to throw them back. 

“Fantastic,” Seokmin commented, picking up Soonyoung’s empty bowl. “Now you get to sleep too. Let your body rest.” Soonyoung simply nodded, shifting to lay down too. He paused, coughing roughly, before fully settling under the covers. Seokmin carded his fingers through the older man’s hair. “Rest, hyung.” Soonyoung simply nodded, eyes slipping closed. 

Seokmin grabbed his own bowl, and started moving back to the kitchenette. 

“Seokminnie?”

Seokmin turned around, meeting Soonyoung’s searching eyes. “Yes, love?”

A small yet genuine smile stretched on Soonyoung’s lips. “You’re a good friend.” 

Seokmin mirrored his smile. “So are you.” 

*

Filming went better than expected. After two more days of waiting for permits and paperwork, not only were Soonyoung and Seungkwan back on their feet, but the world had dried from the storm’s downpour. The little seaside town was in its full glory, and every shot felt perfect. Nothing needed more than two takes, and they only took most of those two for angle options. 

There was only one snafu. 

At the time, it was hysterical when Seokmin fell into the water. He, of course, made a huge show of it, arms wheeling back. The side actor hadn’t meant to push him that hard, hadn’t calculated on him slipping backwards, tumbling into the harbor. Thankfully the water was deep enough to break his fall, but not dangerously deep. Still, Seokmin hadn’t been expecting it, and had felt the rush of the water into his mouth, his nose, his eyes, panic setting in momentarily. But his body knew what to do; his arms and legs kicked, and his head was above the surface in a matter of seconds, gasping against the water that had tried to invade. 

And then he was laughing, the rest of the cast and crew laughing too because he was. 

The director even said they might end up using part of that clip in the video. And that made Seokmin smile. 

What didn’t make him smile was the ache he felt in his throat when he woke up midflight on their way home. He’d fallen asleep right after the plane had reached cruising altitude, and despite the relaxation of the nap, Seokmin could tell that something was undeniably off. He swallowed once, twice. The discomfort didn’t lessen at all. He took a sip of water. Then another. Then a third. Nothing helped. 

At that point, he got up and walked over to Soonyoung, who was tapping away at a game on his phone, looking up at Seokmin with a bright smile. 

“Any chance you packed any of those cold meds in your carry on?”

Soonyoung frowned. “Oh noooo…”

“Is that an ‘oh no, I didn’t pack them,” or an ‘oh no, you’re sick?’”

“The second one.” Soonyoung grabbed his bag from under the seat in front of him, and started rummaging around. “What’s wrong?”

“My throat hurts.”

“Yeah, that’s usually how it starts. Are you absolutely sure it isn’t just airplane air?”

“Yes. I’ve run a lot of tests.”

“A real scientist.” Soonyoung held out a blister pack of pills. “Hopefully we can stop it early?”

Seokmin accepted the pills. “Hopefully.”

Hopefulness was not enough. While the meds from Soonyoung had helped Seokmin fall asleep for the remainder of their flight, he woke up feeling worse than before. His throat wasn’t just sore; it hurt. His head was throbbing. His limbs ached. So did his chest. 

Well. Shit. 

*

The rest of Seventeen was already collected at the studio when the BSS members arrived directly from the airport. The decision had been made weeks ago, and while he’d agreed to the idea at the time, Seokmin seriously regretted it now. Curse past him! How dare he not consider that he might be deathly ill upon returning to Seoul? 

Seokmin certainly felt like death warmed over. Since getting off the plane, his symptoms had only worsened. Specifically a cough no amount of water or lozenges could stave off for long. Soonyoung, and now Seungkwan, kept shooting him worried glances, and had forced meds and cuddles upon him on the ride over (which he had, admittedly, not turned away.) 

And, for perhaps the first time ever, Seokmin wasn’t thrilled when his members cheered upon their entrance into the studio. 

They were bombarded with hugs, slaps on the back, questions. The cacophony of voices made Seokmin’s head spin. Damn… this sucked. 

“How was filming?” Jeonghan asked, voice slightly louder and thus commanding all side conversation to cease. Not full attention was on the trio. Which was, of course, the moment Seokmin’s lungs decided to rebel against him. He bent over coughing, harsh and gross sounding, (at least to him,) arm pressed against his face. 

“Sounds like a blast,” Jihoon joked. 

A hand rubbed at Seokmin’s back as the coughing subsided. A water bottle was pressed into his hands.

“You okay?” Seungcheol asked. 

“Um, kinda?” Seokmin replied. 

Mingyu wrapped his arms around Seokmin from behind, resting his cheek against the vocalists head. “Airplane germs?”

“No. Dumbass germs.” Seokmin jerked his head towards Hoshi and Seungkwan. 

“Hoshi-hyung and I got sick as soon as we got to that filming site, and Kyeomie took such great care of us, but it appears that he may have caught it,” Seungkwan explained contritely, holding onto Seokmin’s arm comfortingly. 

“Oh, sweetheart.” Joshua’s hand found its way to Seokmin’s back, rubbing up and down soothingly. Mingyu offered him a fresh water bottle, which Seokmin took gladly.

“Babe, why don’t you go home?” Wonwoo suggested, his fingers playing soothingly with the hair at the nape of Seokmin’s neck. 

“Can’t. We’ve missed so much group practice…”

“We’ll be fine, and you will catch up.” Seungcheol placed his hands on Seokmin’s shoulders, gently commanding his attention. The look on the leader’s face was gentle, understanding. It made Seokmin want to cry. “Go home. Take a nap. Let your body heal. Then, when you come back, you’ll be even more effective.”

Seokmin had, in fact, teared up. “Hyung, I love you.”

“Love you more.” Seungcheol pulled Seokmin into a quick hug, patting him on the back before pulling away and signaling to their manager. “Enjoy your rest.”

*

At first, Seokmin had been happy to have the dorm to himself. The peace and quiet had been heavenly after so many days of sharing a room. Sure, he loved Soonyoung and Seungkwan, but being in such close quarters with anyone was exhausting after a time. So he’d relished the feeling of taking a shower without worrying about someone else needing the bathroom and drinking three whole glasses of water without anyone interrupting him in the kitchen and then snuggling up in his own bed. 

But when he’d woken up feeling like he was drowning, Seokmin had wanted nothing more than his members. 

Upon waking, Seokmin found himself gasping for breath, choking on a build up of mucus in his throat, his lungs. He coughed, his body reacting on instinct, not giving his brain a second to catch up. Tears formed his in eyes as he struggled to breathe around the lump in his throat.  

“Hey, hey, Minnie, what’s wrong?” 

He felt hands grab his shoulders, hold him up as he finally coughed up a wad of something utterly disgusting. His eyes must’ve given away his panic, as he suddenly felt a tissue pressed to his face, a whispered ‘it’s okay.’ 

“Baby, how’re you feeling?” Seokmin felt the bed dip next to him once the soiled tissue was removed. He blinked, recognizing Soonyoung by his side. “What’s up?”

“Chest hurts.” Seokmin rubbed at his chest, breathing raspy. 

“Like… emergency room hurts?”

Seokmin shook his head, despite the tears starting to pool in his eyes. “No, just… huuuurts.” His head fell forward, meeting Soonyoung’s chest. 

Soonyoung wrapped his arms the younger man. Seokmin heard movement throughout the room, but he’d been too distracted to notice who else had entered with Soonyoung. “Shhh, baby, shhh,” the dance leader cooed, rocking them back and forth incredibly gently. “You gotta breathe with me now, yeah? Breathe in, breathe out.” Seokmin attempted to follow Soonyoung’s pattern, but another sob wrench through him, making him cough again. Soonyoung was the only thing keeping his body from crumbling to the floor. 

“Here, here.” The attention snapped to Seungkwan as he returned to the room with a humidifier, quickly setting it up next to the bed. Joshua entered the room after him, carefully balancing a bowl of water in his hands. “The steam should help you breathe better, hyung. Then we can better determine if it’s hospital pain or not.”

Seokmin shook his head again, rubbing at his eyes. “I really don’t think it’s hospital level.” He sniffled. “But thanks.” Seungkwan pouted sympathetically, carding his fingers through Seokmin’s hair as the humidifier warmed up. 

Once the steam was rising steadily, Soonyoung shifted their bodies so Seokmin was in its path. “Breathe, nice and slow, nice and slow,” Soonyoung coached gently, imitating the deep, slow breaths he was looking for. Seokmin matched his pace, eyes slipping closed as the steam entered his lungs. It didn’t solve everything, not by a long shot, but it felt better.  

His eyes remained closed, even when he felt gentle hands pulling his body away from the humidifier, maneuvering him onto his back. Well, almost on his back. His back was propped up on what he assumed had to be several pillows. A hand carded through his hair, a kiss placed on his forehead. Joshua. 

“I’ll be back,” the elder vocalist whispered, likely to Soonyoung, whose hand was still firmly holding Seokmin’s. Seokmin wasn’t sure how much time passed between Joshua’s footsteps disappearing and a new pair entering. When cold fingers pressed against his cheek, Seokmin’s eyes finally cracked open. 

Seungkwan. “You’re burning up, Kyeomie.” All Seokmin could do was nod. The younger man frowned. “I’m sorry we got you so sick.” 

Seokmin shook his head at that. “Please, don’t." Seungkwan took his hand, squeezing tight. Seokmin squeezed back, with less strength. Still, Seungkwan smiled.  

“We’re taking you to the doctor first thing tomorrow, okay?” Soonyoung’s tone left no room for argument, so Seokmin simply nodded. “Want me to stay with you now?”

“Yes, please.”

[outofconcheol]

Between The Mountains And The Sea (XMH x GN!Reader)

pairing: detective!Minghao x gn!reader genres/au/rating: angst, some fluff, sort-of mystery au, 15+ summary: In the seaside city, the ebb and flow of the tides is as constant as the presence of tragedy in Minghao's life. Until one day, the tides bring him you.

word count: 2.3k

warnings: Minghao is a detective investigating an un-aliving (referenced, no graphic depictions), unconventional detective-suspect-witness relationship, mutual pining and melancholy, OC is a different kind of femme fatale, alcohol use, (1) kiss

a/n: I watched Decision To Leave and it had me so effed up (seriously, it's amazing). I loved the dynamics between the two main leads, and for some reason, the visuals brought the Hai Cheng mv to mind. This is purely experimental, and it kinda reminds me of my rough early fanfic writing, but hopefully it's still an enjoyable read!

Minghao was nine years old when his parents had taken him up the mountain for the very first time. He cherishes the memory as though it were yesterday, still remembering the crackling in his lungs from the exertion, and their feet dangling over the edge while he happily munched on his mother’s cooking. 

“Remember Minghao,” his father had said to him, quoting an old verse from one of the many books that sat collecting dust on the shelves of his office. “The wise love the sea, the benevolent the mountains.”

He’d been so wary back then, an irrational fear seizing him - what if his shoe suddenly slipped off and was to fly through the air, only to hit some poor unsuspecting soul below? It was then that he decided the mountains weren’t benevolent after all, their harsh, jagged faces looming above the landscape, striking fear into people's hearts. 

And so, Minghao stayed away for many years. Until he met you.

He remembers the way you’d shuffled into the empty boardroom, so different from every other person he’d ever questioned. While normally their eyes were trained on the floor and their shoulders hunched, an indirect admission of some sort of guilt, you walked in, eyes level with his own. A challenge in them. 

While it wasn’t unreasonable for Minghao to question the widow of a deceased victim, you made him feel like it was. 

“You’re a hard person to track down, ___,” he mutters when you take the seat across from him. “You think you’d be more eager to come in and answer some questions given he was your spouse.”

“He was my husband,” you counter back, voice far too calm and steady for someone who was supposed to be in the harrowing stages of grief. “Not my life. I have a job, I have people I take care of.”

I am not benevolent. I like the sea.

Minghao’s father’s words come back to him when he looks at you, tempting and unknowable, your demeanor like the ebb and flow of the ocean tides that ravaged the coast a couple of miles away.

You lean over the table, inching closer and closer, and Minghao is transfixed, unable to draw back when he smells the warm hint of your perfume. You’re impossibly close, and he has to turn his head to remind himself that his colleague, Mingyu, had gone home for the night. 

“So Detective Xu,” you whisper in his ear. “Ask away.”

Minghao stands up abruptly, your curious eyes following the line of his body. Your eyes follow the line of his body, and he has to force his racing heart to calm down, reminding himself that there was a job to be done.

“Let me buy you dinner first.”

After that night, Minghao stops eating dinner at his apartment, the tiny box with the garish wallpaper making way for the sleek wood of the boardroom. His packs of ramen are exchanged for more extravagant meals - sometimes bibimbap, other times sushi, or on the rare occasion, zhajiangmian, his favorite. 

The two of you start off eating quietly, savoring the meals and tranquility amongst the hectic backdrop of your busy lives. It’s only when you’re both working to wipe down the table and put away the utensils and your hands brush against his – rough and callused against soft palms, that a chill runs down his spine – one he pushes to the back of his mind.

I’m working on the case, he’d lie to Mingyu when his partner questioned why he couldn’t join them for drinks, watching them clamber down the street. And then he waited. Waited until night had fallen and he could hear the drumming of your boots in the hallway, spotting the light blue wool of your favourite coat first, clutched in your arms while you wandered in, a coy smile on your face.

Instead, he learns that you’ve been unable to sleep in your bed since everything had happened, falling asleep to the sound of a different drama every night, a half-eaten pint of ice cream not far from your side. 

That’s why he buys you dinner, he convinces himself. You’re clearly in shock and unable to cope with your husband’s tragic passing. It’s not because you take his breath away, a formidable tempest in your blue coat, standing out against the foggy backdrop of the seaside city. 

It’s not because he also finds himself unable to sleep along with you, spending nights bundled up in his down jacket, staring at the twinkling lights of the houses across the bay, wondering which one is yours. 

He forgets to go home, falling asleep in his car, roaming and wandering the streets in the hopes of running into you outside the shackles of his job, so he can finally get to know you in the way he yearns to – not as a suspect or an informant, but as a human being.

. . .

Minghao heaves for breath, his legs buckling underneath him as he climbs the stairs one by one, chasing after a new suspect. He’d been disappointed when the captain, Seungcheol, called him into the office that morning, informing him that the case on your husband was closed due to lack of evidence. 

Minghao wanted to protest, to tell Seungcheol that you were worth it, but he realized how strange that would have sounded. And so he kept his mouth shut, being handed the next file for investigation, reading over the thief’s name – Soonyoung. The hours passed by, with him slumped over at his desk, until Mingyu is shaking him awake, telling him that Soonyoung’s been spotted and that they needed to split up and run after him — now.

The wind howls at the top of the winding road, Soonyoung cowering in the corner, and Minghao approaches the man, fingers lingering in case he makes a sudden move. His hair is matted with sweat, hands shaking as the handcuffs lock around the other man’s wrists easily, and he’s calling Mingyu for backup, ready to take the suspect back to the station for questioning. 

All of a sudden, bright lights appear from around the corner, the roar of an engine and then sputtering, the car coming to a halt. The door swings open, and Minghao isn’t prepared for what happens next.

“Hao? Is that you?” your voice calls out to him. Hao. You’d never called him that before. It was always Detective Xu, a respectful distance in your voice, reminding him of the gap between you two.

“Is everything alright?” you look from Minghao’s exhausted figure to the handcuffed man.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Minghao manages to hiss out, wondering how the universe could have given him his greatest wish, the chance to see you again, in the most inopportune of moments, where his duty outweighed his heart.

You nod, eyes shining with concern, but back away anyway, stumbling over a few rocks on the road before the car revs up again, driving away.

Mingyu arrives not five minutes later, the two of them leading Soonyoung into the car, and that’s when Minghao spots it – the tiny piece of paper. Glancing around to make sure no one’s looking, he picks it up. There, scrawled in hurried and messy ink – is an address.

He knows it’s yours, and that it can’t have been there by accident. Tucking it into his back pocket, he lets out a heavy sigh, preparing for a grueling few hours of questioning ahead of him. And then, the real investigation could begin.

“You came,” the door swings open before Minghao can knock, his fist suspended in the air while he stares at you in shock, unable to say anything. He doesn’t know if he’s more shocked or you’re more shocked that he actually showed up. 

“I made food,” you usher him in, and immediately, the smell of your cooking hits him, reminding him so much of his mother’s. He’s slipping his shoes off before he can think, and downing three shots of soju not even five minutes later.

It’s different from when you met before, because Minghao is in your home, your space. It’s different because he’s five shots of soju deep, and spilling information he shouldn’t be sharing with anyone about cases that should never see the light of day. Anything from petty thievery to crimes of passion.

You follow along with interest, pausing to nod at his declarations and add in your own theories.

“I don’t know about you Hao.” There it is again. You reach over with your spoon, pausing to take a bite from his bowl, and Minghao feels his throat go dry. “But it’s not a crime to like someone just because they’re married. If it was, the whole world would have been in flames by now.”

Minghao sputters, choking on the steaming rice that clogs the back of his throat, and your eyes are staring at him once again, deep and solemn. How would you know, unless…

“You’re tired,” you take his hand, pulling him up with you. “Please sleep.”

Minghao focuses on nothing but the warmth of your hand as you lead him down the hallway until he’s enveloped by darkness, falling backward onto the sheets of your bed. 

“Close your eyes,” you whisper to him, and he feels his gaze become heavy, the ceiling of the room that’s not his blurring into soft focus. “Pretend you’re in the ocean, floating along the waves…”

Your voice is hypnotic, drawing him to a lull, and Minghao thinks it’s so easy to love you. He wonders why your husband couldn’t have stuck around long enough to do so. 

He remains awake long enough to hear your voice go impossibly soft, asking a question to the darkness.

“I want your heart, Minghao. Will you give it to me?”

Soon enough, time ceases to exist in the quiet seaside city. The days at work begin to blur even further for Minghao, desolation creeping up his spine when he realizes that in his line of work, there’ll always be a tragedy with no happy ending.

He scribbles notes furiously in his journal, watching the passerby from the bus, when all of a sudden, there’s a shadow who takes the seat in front of him. It’s you, in your blue coat. The two of you hadn’t spoken since Minghao fell asleep in your bed. He’d spent many sleepless nights afterwards wrestling with your whispered words.

He’d never given his heart freely to anyone before, but something about you made him want to try, just this once. Even if you had nothing to give back.

“Your hands,” you finally break the silence. “They have blisters.”

Reaching over, you grab his hands in yours once again, and Minghao marvels at how gentle you are, reaching into your pocket for your hand cream. The smell of flowers and almonds permeates the air, the cold cream making him jolt, but soon enough, it’s soothed by your touch, thumb rubbing circles against his palms. 

It’s far too intimate a gesture for Minghao to wrap his head around, and all he can offer in return is chasing down a man selling balloons when the two of you exit together. He offers a red one to you, and you accept.

“Why me?” Minghao asks, watching you twirl the balloon around in your palms, eyes lighting up in glee. 

“Because you listened.”

He should have known it was all too good to be true, watching the grey clouds roll in on the coast. Mingyu had been on his case for months, asking him where he disappeared off to, why his focus wasn’t there. 

How could Minghao focus, when he remembers the way you’d giggled at the aviators hanging off his shirt, putting them on his face with a smile? 

You’d left without a trace, taking all your memories with you, from the lip balm you’d stolen from his coat pocket, to the files that had been swiped from his work satchel, containing precious evidence from your husband’s case.

How could he focus when he’d felt a taste of happiness, only for what felt like mere moments to pass, leaving him collapsed and broken. 

He knows the storm is on the way, rain pelting him, the waves crashing against the shore, their whispers becoming screams, but he drives, drives, drives, chasing the memory of you, until it leads him to the mountain. 

Tall and deadly, a solitary figure against the thunderous sky. Minghao fights the downpour, abandoning everything behind him, and he begins to climb.

He doesn’t know if it’s minutes, or hours later, when he stumbles to the top, collapsing from exertion. You’re alone, perched against a rock, looking off into the distance. He remains there still, unable to move, though he longs to know what secrets you hide.

“I’m afraid of heights,” your voice echoes out. “That’s why I like the sea - it’s chaotic, unpredictable. It can wash away everything, even all the bad memories. That’s why I married him.”

“Because someone like you would never want me, Minghao. Someone who doesn’t hesitate to scale a mountain in search of the truth. Someone kind, and dependable. A force to be reckoned with.”

“You don’t get to make those decisions,” he seethes, turning you around to face him. His hands run up your sides, and you shiver at his touch. “To decide who’s worthy of what.”

“What if I told you that my happiness is the tube of lip balm you stole from me, or a red balloon floating in the wind? That yes, maybe I’m the mountain, but only because I want to be, so the waves don’t take you away from me? That maybe we’re just two lonely souls, who’ve never had anyone really know us the way we know each other.”

“You don’t know me,” you tell him, clutching onto his coat.

“Then let me,” he takes your hands in his, pulling you closer to him. Around you, the mist thickens, but you pay it no mind, fisting the damp hair at the back of Minghao’s neck, your lips seeking his. 

When dawn rises, you remain in the comfort of his embrace, your broken souls finding peace in each other, somewhere between the mountains and the sea.

a/n pt. 2:  As always, any comments or feedback are much appreciated, but I appreciate you all anyway. Lots of love, Isi <3

[binniesoob]

THE STORYLINE: the timeloop and who are Halateez

Read how the ATEEZ logo is a representation and fundental key element of the Ateez storyline to find out who are Halateez!

Let's look at the Ateez logo from Fever albums...

Universe A ------- > < ------- Universe Z

It's basically a representation of the two Universes converging, perfectly reflecting the events set in the Fever albums: Ateez moving through Universes with the Cromer.

Talking about the Cromer... the converging "TEE" in the logo itself represents the Cromer, the device they use to travel through the Universes, and that connects the two. The Cromer is an hourglass and therefore has an eight shape, which, reversed is the symbol for "infinte" and "loop".

And what else has an "eight shape" and represents an " infinite timeloop"?

The Möebius strip:

The Möebius strip has been used to explain time travel theories. It works like this: we start at a point A (pinpoint your point A of choice in the image above) and walk towards an opposite point Z (draw your finger to your opposide point Z of choice). Since the two ends of the strip are connected, we can then continue from point Z and find ourselves back at point A. This means, we can infinitely walk from one to the other creating a loop. Since time passes while we walk from point A to Z, point A is in the past (where we start our journey) and point Z is in the future (the destination of our journey), making the Möebius strip a timeloop.

Let's apply it to Ateez story!

We start in Universe A and we end in Universe Z, in Universe A we find Ateez, in Universe Z Halateez. This means that Halateez are Ateez in the future, and Ateez are Halateez in the past.

N.B. Ateez were born as Ateez and we, the fandom, gave the Universe Z Ateez the "Hala Ateez" name to differentiate the two. Now, according to the canon provided through the Diary Version of the Fever and The World albums, we know that Ateez call themselves the Black Pirates (instead of Halateez) in the future to hide their identities.

When Halateez fail to protect the future from Z, the leader of Strictland/Universe Z, and are about to be captured, they go back in time to bring past Ateez in the future to take over them. This time Ateez, instead of becoming Halateez/The Black Pirates, become the Guerrillas, and this is how we have two timelines:

the Halateez timeline

the Ateez timeline

or (more correct and less confusing)

the Ateez > Halateez/Black Pirates timeline

the Ateez > Guerrillas timeline

Since the Möebius strip has two sides, we can give one side to Halateez timeline and the other one to Ateez > Guerrillas. And since the strip has a twist in the middle, that's the point where the two coexist and meet (see Say My Name and Dejavu mvs where Ateez and Halateez meet).

Why is this the only point in time where the two coexist though?

In the first timeline Ateez went from their past (when the group was formed) to their future (when they turn into Halateez/Black Pirates) living the time in between them, and not jumping from point to point. When they as Halateez got hold of the Cromer for the first time and used it to travel through the past they changed this: in the second timeline, Ateez do not walk towards their future anymore, they are brought directly to it through time travel.

Halateez changed their own present time, future and past too, bringing their past selves to their present time/Ateez future: since there's no Ateez in the past anymore because they were brought to the future, they can't live to become Halateez like they did before, and that's why Halateez do not exist anymore in the future, why we don't see them outside of Say My Name or Dejavu. Halateez timeline was replaced by Ateez > Guerrillas timeline and they therefore chased to exist.

So yes, r.i.p Halateez 😔

This timeline distinction is *fundamental * to understand which version of Ateez from which timeline we see in each music video and hear about in each song...

> read next : THE STORYLINE 4: ATEEZ or HALATEEZ? Who we see in each music video - COMING SOON!

> MASTERLIST

[twominwol]

Taemin - Guilty

Gosh, have you guys watched the mv? the song?? taemin proves himself once again that he is on his own level.

Bear with me as im trying hard to understand and explained the storyline of the mv in the best of my abilities. Here is my take on it. Please note that English is not my everyday communication so i apologize for any mistakes in grammar etc.

This analysis will include the mv and also the mv teasers. It will be great if we could get the director cut version for this.

The mv took place in a facility that conducted some kind of medical experiment/human trials to the kids/younger teens. Why i said that is because in the Countdown live the set is decorated with medical/lab tools.

Ok now let's start.

First scribbles - the stick mans, house, tree. This usually done by kids. Second scribbles on the wall shows what people usually mark to count the days. This explained that Taemin has been there for quite some times.

My theory is that this younger person is Taemin himself. In the MV (time stamp : 0:34) Taemin vividly remembered/seeing himself when he was younger, naively dancing happily around with his 'friends' although they are 'trapped' in this facility. We can see the same scene but longer in MV Teaser 1 where younger Taemin collapsed, which later we know that he has an asthma/difficulty in breathing as he keeps using an inhaler.

We see that younger Taemin is with other person in a room alone (MV timestamp : 0:20) This might be his 'lover'. But the lover however able to get out from the facilities due what so ever reason (MV trailer timestamp 1:00). Taemin was then can be seen to keep staring at the hole longing to get out too.

We then come to the 'now' Taemin (in white singlet from MV trailer) playing around with his friends in the water streams but he keeps need to use the inhaler when he got excited or anxious. All of them were then locked in a room and get examined by the authorities there. They were brought to a small field where Taemin was handed a gun and he started pointed to someone/something. He was then was seen bleeding in the MV which i think triggered the 'zombie virus'.

The chaotic situation started when they were all back to their rooms, they were killing the authorities and behaving/moving like a zombie but Taemin however was not affected by it. It might be because he was asthmatic thus preventing him from getting contracted?

As the only one who not affected by the virus he was worshipped by the other like a god or 'Abraxas' as what the MV director updated in his IG. But later on although he is treated as a god we can see that he was alone, lonely, angry and sad? He was the only one who survived the outbreak.

He went back to the abandoned and torn down facility, reminiscing his old room with the scattered shirts, he walked along the hallway and opened an empty room. The room where he was once with his 'lover'. He ran towards the front gate only to be stopped by the haunted hands but he was actually alone there fighting his own self.

He managed to finally run away from that place the zombie outbreak happened to the outside world too. He was getting up from a car hood that has a 'sunflower' drawing on it. Sunflower symbolism here can be interpreted as loyalty and devotion. It can also represent a steadfast commitment and promise to always be there for the person we care about. In the MV trailer as Taemin walked in the empty street someone suddenly grabbed him which probably his 'lover' that has been waiting for him. It also has been an eye lurking to the keyhole that i think was his lover that has been looking out for him all these while.

Also the main picture used on all the music platforms for this song is the one Taemin was biting a 'pear'. Pear can signify a time loss, difficulty or separation which all of that shows in the mv.

For the lyric of the song it was pretty straight forward. Taemin in Lee Mujin show said that the song is about bad love. He quoted

"With the wrong love the bad person saying this to his partner, "This is love"."

I do love this lyric translation by Abby Abbsteroni. Please check it out.

[cypreus-and-willow]

August in Review

I realise I've been avoiding doing an August in Review but here we go.

Nothing too artsy happened in early August. I did draw this trying-to-be Pirates of the Caribbean-esque timeskip Nami (which I've now decided to colour in pencil).

We stayed in Melbourne until about a week after my brother in law's funeral. My little sister and I had a trip planned that month that we were going to cancel. We invited my sister to come with us - we told her, if we're just gonna be sad here, we might as well be sad in South Island (NZ). She considered it (in the end she didn't go with us).

We went home. My cat whom I hadn't seen in a month slept in my room and cuddled with me. We only stayed at our house for about 4 days before we had to fly again.

We went to visit some friends and just did a whole lot of drawing. We wandered around the main city first (it was Christchurch and we were wandering around were i7 had The Policy MV 😆).

And then we found a Warehouse Stationery and bought some canvasses & paintbrushes for my sister and a sketch book and 2 brown graphic markers on sale for me. Oh and I brought my portable watercolor with me. I tried doing watercolor again but I don't have a gentle or steady hand so I think I'm more suited to other styles of drawing 😭.

I get a commission! 💪💪💪

Went to Mt Sunday aka Edoras 🎉

The whole place is surrounded by mountains. It was so beautiful. I started writing a poem.

We went to the Asburton Art Gallery. It was quite small but the pieces there were really great (and whoever did the art descriptions was so funny). And then later we went to the Christchurch Art Gallery. It was so good. The art felt personal to the artists and to the city itself since the artists were from the area.

Anyway, this was a pretty long one since so many things happened. We went back to Auckland and did absolutely nothing for the rest of the month.

[yuanvei]

Long message 💌 Hello Yuan! This is 🍋 anon! I woke up this morning and saw that you finally posted xo lvl 2 right when I fell asleep lol seeing the 23k wc, I knew I was in for a long ride so I rushed to do my chores in order to read it right away!

Damn, this fic was darker than I thought it was gonna be. The intro got me so hooked, it was so so good. I can’t help but feel pity for the protagonist :( I’m so invested in this story and I really felt like crying whenever she struggled.

Minji is so kind, I’m worried what will happen to her. I have a theory about Minji but I could be wrong and just overthinking it. Also, I love Hee’s character! His conversation with the protagonist was kinda funny to me. When he stayed behind after Minji and Jungwon left, I already guessed what the poll was going to be about and DREADED it. This is so hard! What if we choose the wrong thing?? Also, I loved the song references you sneaked in there 👀

Iirc, you said back then you wouldn’t write for Enha anymore (maybe excluding Jungwon), but seeing your recent posts, I guess you changed your mind. You’re my fave writer fr. I love Jungwon so much and I’m thankful he’s your muse (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) Have you seen En-Drama? It’s how I imagined the members throughout the whole time reading. XO (and your works in general) would be a huge hit if it was a drama, you’re THAT good.

I also wanna say that your layout is immaculate. And please don’t ever doubt or downplay your writing because it’s beyond just amazing. Trust me. It’s so immersive and really draws you in. Magnetic, if I may say. I aspire and strive to be a writer as good as you are. You’re definitely gonna be a successful mangaka someday.

I’m already excited (and nervous!) for the upcoming levels even though we have to wait for a while. I know this fic took a long time to create and you said you’ll do your other film projects so I hope you get some good rest and good luck with your studies as well! Keep safe always, and we love you 💓

🍋 nonnie !! :(( i cried lol- u have no idea how my heart dropped when i saw this ask from my notifs cuz like i was rlly sad bc there's barely any anon ask beside yours, so i thought ys;xo flops bc no one is interested enough to talk about it.. but your ask RLLY MADE MY DAYY THANK YOUUU SM FOR THIS SWEET MESSAGE<33 im vv grateful for u for taking your time to write this 🫶🫶

i'm so glad you love the intro as much as i do!! and the fact that u feel sm for the protagonist too, she is prob one of my complex protagonists as of now. and it's only going to get rlly rlly dark w the upcoming levels.

you can tell me more bout your theories hehe but i won't be able to tell more bc no spoilers 🤫🤫 im glad hee's character was lovable bc i keep giggling as well while writing his scene w mc >< ALSO IM HAPPY U NOTICE THE SONG REFERENCES

oh about enha, yep tbh I've kind of lose interest in them n and jungwon was the only reason why im still around but i have to say this comeback w xo and brought the heat back is def my fav !! not to mention that jake is looking too good recently—very much influenced by a cantonese film i've watched recently. 🤭

and about en-drama — i don't rlly catch up w enha's updates apart from their mvs & comebacks, I've seen en-drama many times on my yt but it doesn't rlly catch my interest, however i might watch it one of these days to get an inspo for ys;xo :D BUT YOU'RE SO GOOD TO ME THANK YOUU ,, i'm very happy that u think so :((

i'm glad u like my layout btw !! 😭 and once again thank you thank you VERY MUCHHH for all these encouraging words, i appreciate it from the bottom of my heart 🫠🫶 it's so sweet of u to spend sm of your time writing this and it's making me emotional lol ,, and yes you're going to become an amazing writer too, maybe even more better than me ! >:)) it's going to be a journey, but fighting and ik u can do it !! 🫶 and the mangaka part PLS ill keep these words forever in my heart I WILL ALWAYS COME BACK TO THIS THANK UUU

you're very kind 😭😭 im so happy you're around 🍋 anonnie,, i'll make to sure deliver a more better story thru xo level 3 !! have a good rest too !! stay safe, and take care 🥹🫶

[9w1ft]

good day everyone 😌 another year, another classic and chic eye theory update for you and yours for this holiday season.

once more, the link demarcation for your browsing pleasure, just to help visually represent how many things are new things that happened versus the discussion surrounding it in general:

and a programming note that one of the distinct pleasures of 2023 was seeing the eye theory gain so many new fans via tiktok and twitter (which i think helped culminate in the eye theory being mentioned in print in new york times magazine) and accordingly, many treasures this year are community highlights, in celebration of the fun times we all had this year collectively 😌 just wanted to acknowledge that.

without further ado… i give unto you..

the 2023 year in review

JANUARY

- i mentioned an eye theory taymoji connection

★ taylor highlighted the back of another midnights variation that covered an eye (and several people saw eye shapes in the bedpost)

- kristine posted from the eye sculpture in st. louis

★ i got emotional thinking about the potential of the burlesque scene from the bejeweled mv potentially being an eye theory homage a-sec

★ karlie covered an eye with a rose for the good girl blush campaign

★ and showed bts footage from carolina herrera where she covered an eye with her hair

★ the lavender haze music video was released and it looks like there’s a huge eye on the retro camcorder from the party scene 😆 and celebrations commenced

- we eventually identified the camcorder, also there was some speculation about a ring from that scene as well

- thus completing the induction of all midnights music videos (up to that point) into the eye theory hall of fame

- the eye theory kind of had a moment on twitter and tiktok so i created a handy dandy link package

★ karlie visited japan in december and i was in a position to have known where she visited, so i went to where she took a picture from and she had been sitting on a bridge of this house that had a giant agate obelisk that looked like it had eyes all over it 🙈

FEBRUARY

- someone aided and abetted me in my obelisk freakout

- martha posted from the whitney museum with lily aldridge and ashley graham with a picture of a jacket with a sun that had an eye blocked out, and vigilante shit was the background music for her posts

★ karlie brought the evil eye necklace back!

- eye theory continued having a moment on twitter

- i quietly pretended not to care about the CBS logo 😌

★ taylor wore a blue and white crystal ring to the grammys that was giving evil eye 🧿 and i found out a little bit about it

☆ it’s so hard to explain but karlie’s musa met earrings and taylor’s grammy earrings were both giving similar energy

☆ we spent a few moments thinking about the lover heart shaped vinyls and the lover song lyrics

☆ a demonstration of how the eye from the rep photo fits well with a photo of karlie when you flip it and add it in

- my “draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man” gold eye hoodie arrived 🥴

☆ i reshared a little bit about the lover era apple music playlist music videos

- someone started selling eye theory merch on etsy 😆

★ karlie did a collab with resident artist ethan james green that had several notable eye moments and karlie concurred with our observations

- i started work on my eras tour sign

MARCH

★ karlie posted from paris with several photos hiding an eye

- i heard more news of the eye theory spreading to twitter

★ the eras tour collection promo began and it had a lot of isolated eyes on the promo graphic

★ right before the start of tour, taylor released eyes open tv 🥴

☆ i had the chance to watch a certain taylor movie on a plane and uh… it’s full of surrealist eyeball art

★★ i went to the opening night of the eras tour and had the pleasure of observing all of the eye moments for the first time..

the huge eye during my tears ricochet

the mastermind stage from the side

bejeweled visuals with diamonds in her eyes

delicate visuals showed eyes in cracks of glass

another pic of that

look what you made me do visuals with monocled cobras slithering around

illicit affairs choreography pointing at her eye

we had floor seats right by the main stage and i had on a big eyeball sign with my costume and taylor came over and waved hi during anti hero

here’s the obligatory cringepost about that

there were more moments in tour that i will continue touching on chronologically as they were discovered

★ karlie went to disneyworld and got a shake with a straw that had eyeballs all over it

- someone sent me a video someone made (for tiktok? instagram?) training their guy friend on all the taylor lore to be prepared for eras tour and one of the theories on the training board was the eye theory

- tangentially eye theory related yes but.. the sesame street twitter accounts started referencing the eras tour and eras and such in their character tweets and bert miraculously tweeted “i am in my tea era” and as a tea drinking bert meme loving person… it instantly became my entire personality (and my knew blog layout theme 😌)

APRIL

★ karlie gave a prominent wink on socials

☆ the eye theory was making its way through tiktok and people were all a-frenzy making connections. like how one of the photos on niceboy ed’s website lines up nicely with the eye theory photo 😆

★★ we got more eras tour moments

in the eras tour preshow footage there is an interview with laura dern where she talks about her character and how all the rings on her hands are from all her marriages. since we have identified the lover’s eye ring on her hand, we can see it look’s like a woman’s eye. so by process of deduction, laura is saying that one of her lovers is a woman

cardigan choreography during “linger like a tattoo kiss”

speak now surprise song when she sang “all eyes on me”

heart hands over eye during the fearless set

☆ we discussed the rep album photoshoot again

- for the 4th anniversareye of the eye theory op, i started archiving all of these posts in hopes of making a more comprehensive compendium (hopefully will whip that all up at some point)

☆ i got an anon asking about a lover era promo clip she did for apple music where she does a hand heart over her eye and then pulls her hands apart, asking if it was a sign that they had broken up then

★ then karlie tweeted her “thrills 💙🎧🔁” post and was covering an eye

★ and right after that, for the first time on eras tour taylor prominently made the heart hands over her eye 🫶

- so it felt like a very festive eye theory anniversary week 😌

☆ people on twitter were learning the eye theory lore and the kelsey montague mural was discussed

- which led to a little bit of backlash of trying to get into the nitty gritty photoshoppy details of the eye theory photo. but i figure, if you’re reading this right now then you probably agree that this multiverse is so much bigger than that 🫣

☆ people on tiktok noticed the delicate eyes visual and it kinda went viral there for a moment

☆ i pulled up the bible quote and i’ll just link to it again here because i think it’s so perfect

☆ i forget if i’ve mentioned this before in this masterpost but anyways i revisited the photo of joe and taylor getting ready to go clubbing in the bathroom, where you can see in the mirror a toothbrush stand in the shape of a smiley face with a toothbrush piercing one of the eyes

☆ it was brought to my attention that in the …ready for it? mv, in the hallway, “all eyes on us” is tagged on the wall on the right side of the hallway

MAY

★ karlie posted from the mark hotel on the morning of the met gala, blocking her eye with a therabody tool

★ and did a classic looking camp right in the eye moment to commemorate the day

★ and added several takes of this to her socials

★ speak now tv release, this is a hill i will die on, there is an eye hidden in her curls on the speak now tv cover (but at any rate it was terribly funny seeing people complain how this one part of her hair isn’t curled the same as the rest)

☆☆ after all these years i noticed that there’s a jacket with an eye on it in the end game mv

- amid a resurgence of interest in the eye theory on twitter, there was another attempt at forensics on the eye theory photo and saw someone with a nice take about that on twitter

★ karlie wore schiaparelli again to be named Fashion Icon at FIT, a look which had gilded eyeballs on her shoulders 😌 too good.

☆ following the met gala announcement, i went back through the archives and made a post about all the times karlie had worn the golden evil eye necklace and what it might have meant

- kristine posted an eye 😌

★��� more eras tour observations:

we noticed the blank space eras tour visuals get a little eyeballish at one point

taylor started making a 😜 face as a part of the midnight rain choreography

★ karlie did one of her signature eye zooms and again at the cannes film festival

★ karma mv was released and the coffee foam at the end of video looked like an eye and more specifically it kinda looked a lot like the reputation album cover and there was some discussion about the adornments on taylor’s underworld costume, and i had fun thinking about the opening shot, also the part where her canoe paddle cuts through the water’s surface in between the reflection of her face

JUNE

★ karlie blocked an eye while promoting prada

- we considered the similarities between the shattered glass aspects of the delicate stage visuals and the cracked glass of the rep cd skin

★ taylor held the speak now vinyl up to her eye

★ taylor wore an “eyelet” top out on the street

JULY

- on twitter several swifties in an attempt to make fun of gaylors accidentally recited the eye theory 😆

★ karlie positioned her eye out of frame in a clip

- more than several people were incorporating eye theory lyrics into their eras tour friendship bracelets and other crafts 🥺

- the wind was an eye theory truther and blew taylor’s hair into kamilah’s eyelashes 😆

★ one speak now tv vault track, track 19, was revealed to be named I Can See You

★ the vault in the i can see you music video looks like a big eyeball and i had my fun thinking about some puns from inside the vault

- we had a little fun enjoying all of this i can see you nonsense

★ taylor posted about voting and placed the i voted sticker over her eye and it turned out that tennessee’s special election day was august 3rd

***well well well, this year as well it would seem tumblr only allows a max 100 inline links at a time per reblog 🥴 and so i will do the same as last year and add with mid jul-eye through december moments later. until then~ 🥴🥴😭😭😮‍💨😴***

alright all that’s left now is to hit post and

*record scratch*

oh wait, what? whats that? i can't reblog with more content on the main post? it’s technically too big?!

oh well well well then okay. hey :leans in close: did i… ever crash your app with the op post? i wanted to apologize for that. truly sorry. the truth is, the original post also crashes my app! wild! yes, well, as big of a fan of push media as i am i’m going to have to break away from the original post to get the job done this year but if you’re new here and don’t know about the eye theory please for the love of god click the below link to read through the original. it’s required reading.

(click for the op)

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yes ok. welcome back! did i make you dizzy? jeepers my eyes do hurt, just after putting together this update! but i come bearing gifts…! frankincense, myrrh, gold, and a *plump* 2021 eye theory update for the remaining bakers dozen or so of us left hanging in this manger… because apparently that’s just the way things will be 😘 again, i’m far past proving this thing and more into sharing, yeah, sharing the fun memories over the past year living with this theory so that’s what i’ll do. and this requires more than the ten picture limit so in lieu of that i will be updating only once but with links to each finding. my demarcation is the same as last year:

so without further ado, here comes our…

2021 year in review

JANUARY

★ kimby posting the eye mirror thing at the beginning of the year (which i posted about at the end of the last update)

★karlie liked a tweet (a rarity at the time) from henry hall promoting his new album… that had an eye and the number 13 on the album cover.

-we found another great photo match example

☆ we noticed something up with a new carolina herrera ad that ended up showing up again later in the year

☆ we noticed taylor covering her eye during rep tour while singing even in my worst lies you saw the truth in me

-we noticed an oft forgotten appearance of the evil eye ring in the rep promo material, photos of her on the beach

FEBRUARY

☆ we found a potential easter egg in the end game mv

★ one of the lyric videos for fearless TV had a fun synching moment ..that taylor then put in her instagram stories

★ taylor posted a bleachella era pic of her and the haim sisters that had the sisters covering eyes with their hoodies, and then honest to god this is just one of those thing i can’t quite conscionably explain but there are two boxes of pizzas being held and the cheese only pizza looks like the “blank” of the two pizzas and it’s to the right of the picture

★ kayda and kai did some eye funny business

MARCH

★ the grammys… so, taylor’s performance included choreography that covers her right side eye along with the line “guess i should have known from the look on your face” and i know this is one of the things people particularly do not like but i’m such a sucker for prop comedy: i think the shape of the lean-to cabin itself is the shape of an eye and also the belted waist part of her dress looks like an eye, i said what i said

-and this can’t help but feel like chance, but, we got this red carpet press photo of her grammy covering her eye

-something also feeling serendipitous, karlie got papped by some eye graffiti

APRIL

-The Vault reveal left me wanting to get my eyes checked 😂

☆ we realized one could make the argument that there’s a eye isolated by the mask on her male counterpart in willow, and that the mask has a drooping daisy embroidered on it

-i got the chance to talk a little bit more about my thoughts on the editing that went on with the mert and marcus rep photoshoot photos, and my thoughts on computer graphic manipulation as it relates to other things, in particular lead time

★ taylor seemed to have more fun with synching up the fearless tv clip to music 🙈

★ taylor’s mother’s day merch included a postcard with a daisy and the lyric “i love you for giving me your eyes”

MAY

-not for nothing, austin posted a picture of him at the Oculus building in NYC (oculus being a word that means eye, austin being someone who rarely updates his instagram these days)

★ karlie got back in the saddle with posting an eye out of frame

★ some preview photos of karlie’s green adidas collection were released, and they included this amazing shot

and wouldnt ya know it she made it her profile pic after the collection release

JUNE

★ more kayda funny business (i feel like there were a lot more of these but i wasn’t able to keep track)

★ karlie got papped wearing a prada jacket with a print of a one eyed beach babe

-taylor mixed up her words during a thank you speech while accepting an award and said “she helped me to edit my eyes” which i mean i don’t think it was intentional but it certainly made my year 🙈

★ karlie wore this versace blazer that inexplicably has a hole cut out of it to the right?? which was made even more meaningful given the fact that i had been spiraling over the tie with the hole in it in the lwymmd video a few months prior idk 😆

★ the how long do you think it’s gonna last album was announced with an… eye collage… 🙈🙈 and kept the promo coming into july with eye cutout moments like this

JULY

★ then the Renegade music video was released and it was just chock a block with eye manipulation! singled out eyes, taylor covering her right side eye with her hands, with her hair, the eyes on her face cut out and zoomed in on. like, i’m sorry, it’s 2021 and we are really doing this ladies???

-and i came up with a funny (/emotional)

-karlie met with schiaparelli in paris, who had just come out with a collection full of gilded eyes among other body parts

★ karlie blocked an eye for estée lauder —a true pastime— and thus began the formalization of the tradition of me waking up to karlie having posted something ocular to instagram

AUGUST

☆ adam rippon posted a little ode to karlie’s “looking camp right in the eye 👁 ” moment, which normally id just chalk up to it having become a meme but at the same time, bobby berk liked the post and they were both in the yntcd mv, so it’s sorta amusing

★ karlie posts “filed under baking inspo” moodboard which included a pic of a face made of food with one eye 🥴🥴🥴 like i’m sorry, is this not proof of acknowledgement 😆

★ karlie posts a photoset of her in workout clothes and she’s covering the left side eye in a lot of the pics

★ karlie wore some eye-like rain and sunshine earrings from two jewelers that also make custom lover’s eye jewelry

SEPTEMBER

★ taylor covered an eye on the tiktok

-i noticed that each of karlie’s adidas collections had their own moments

-also like this is simply an act of god but somehow taylor and karlie got a photo taken at the 2014 met gala where karlie is standing to the right next to a woman with an eye purse…?

☆we noticed two things about the UPS commercial she did during rep era

★ karlie hid an eye while getting ready for the met gala which was the start to a crazy crazy day here on kaylor tumblr

☆ someone kindly pointed out to me that birch feat. taylor swift just as names of trees goes is also sus 🥴

-we listed up some of the possibly eye theory -aligned taymoji

★ karlie posted a promo clip of her designing her met dress at carolina herrera and it had an eye moment

-taylor has sort of established winks as a Taylor’s Version easter egg gesture so i don’t really count things like this in the grand scheme of things but i can’t help but feel this wink was exaggerated in post which would mean the eye could have been edited, and for that i’ll mention it

-this is just an it’s a small world moment having to do with researching the band of outsiders brand

★ taylor using an eye covered pic of shania twain on her tiktok

★ karlie blocking eyes again in a photoshoot make that two

OCTOBER

✦★✶ karlie went to mert alas’ gin release party in paris I REPEAT she went to the party being held by the guy who took the rep album photoshoot photos aka the guy who took the actual eye theory photo and not only did she get a pic with him, she drank out of the gin glasses that had an eye like pattern cut into them???

★ karlie woke me up again and chose violence

-i forget how i ran into this but it’s this old photoshoot of karlie in a daisy full body suit with her arms and head in the shape of an eye idk lol

★ karlie posted a photoset with some eye blocking moments going on

NOVEMBER

-in a moment of meta, karlie got the chance to post a pic of bert and ernie to her instagram stories as she was also a part of the WSJ innovators issue

☆ taylor’s grammy dresses went on display and the waist fabric looked even more like an eye so sue me!

★ karlie really made it christmas morning every morning 🥴

★ RED TV lyric videos also got a moment

★ the IBYTAM video had us all reeling for plenty of reasons but i made sure to have my fun …kinda cool how it fits though 😂 this stood out to a lot of us and this too

-it’s the little things

-blame it on the vault crest and red dresses but i allowed myself to lean in to the crazy a bit more than usual and tbh i had the best time with it

☆ i had a thought about So It Goes as it relates to rep tour

-The Missing Eye Puzzle Piece it turned out that the missing capital one red bundle puzzle piece was simply missing, and it has been found, **but** i had an amazing couple of weeks imagining the ARG possibilities. oh and i still love that the right side eye is the 11th puzzle piece across, 8 rows down (karlie numbers)

DECEMBER

★ karlie posted again blockin an eye 😂

★ shes so good at finding an opportunity

★ karlie wearing a sweatshirt with an eye on it because why not i guess 🙈

-surely coincidental but i did laugh at where her music choice in this post led me

★ and it turned out the eye glassware at the mert alas gin release party ended up being used in the promo photos for the stuff

★karlie did a ‘comeback’ -esque spread for WSJ and she delivered

-add this to the list of potential cross-media tie in opportunities that surely weren’t intentional but i would point to in terms of what she could potentially do should she want to bring back this level of easter egging for reputation TV

★ waking up again to some uncanny carolina herrera hijinks

★ karlie blocking an eye again 🙈

-i talked a little bit about the evil eye ring making it’s appearances with the angel wing ring

★ like i said, this karlie post waiting for me when i woke up thing, it became a morning ritual

-there was a red tv album print mishap… istg the way i moved (is this what the kids say)

★ taylor blocked an eye in her new years reel

so there you have it, folks! 2021, a kaylor year that had me throwing my hands up and deciding to bend with the wind and roll with the punches… paid dividends?! i included the ephemera (the winks and out of frames) just because i see them as a sustainable avenue for the dreary new parent, but all these aside it still blows my mind how many distinctly significant things happened in conjunction with the theory this year and i hope very very deeply and earnestly that each and every one of you may have had the chance to crack a smile or two as well 😌

its weird… seeing karlie and mert photographed gave me this lavish sense of… coming full circle! but 🥰 who knows what next year will bring. what can i say, as if it was my greco-roman destiny, i know i will always beat the drum for this theory if they will have me. eye can’t help myself!

have a happy new year🥳

[sunshine-junhee]

Donghun Work in Progress

[doctorbunny]

So I brought this up in the comments and it got a good response so I'll pull from my original ear analysis to expand on the Sakurai family ears and see if it stacks up in AKAA!

So its worth starting by stating the obvious: Different people have different ear shapes The first difference people think of is probably attached vs detached lobes

Fuuta's are attached, Shidou's are not

Fuuta also has more rounded cartilage than Shidou

Now compared to stuff like eyes, I will admit that MILGRAM ears are not perfectly on model for every frame of MV, it can be hit or miss (particularly Yuno's for some reason??), but on the whole they do seem to try and keep everyone on their own specific ear design (as opposed to other series, which just draws everyone with generally the same earshape mostly just adjusted for size)

But I'm getting ahead of myself One thing I want to draw attention too is the conch of Fuuta and Shidou - they both have pretty standard ones

This diagram is low res, but its good at showing where the conch is: its the 'scooped out' part of the ear, the bit that goes in like a bowl

Haruka's is really prominent! he doesn't have much of a 'flat' (the platform at the top) at all And this only gets clearer in Weakness

A trait also visible in his child-self and his mother! (oh wow I finally reached my point!)

For some reason at the time I didn't compare their ears to the girl but she seems to be similar too

(I coloured her face in bc the scribbles made it hard to see the outlines)

Alright: but how does this stand up to AKAA? Well I will admit, its not as consistent due to the new art style and also we run into the issue of AKAA just being a darker MV - literally less well lit than Weakness but lets compare what we have

This is the best shot of Haruka's ear and it looks really similar to how it was in his birthday art, not much flat area

we don't get many well lit shots of younger Haruka but I think its a similar shape - they have pointier tips but the key feature we;re focusing on (big conch/low-no flat) is still with us

Well how about the others: We don't get as many good shots and unfortunately, its definitely Less Similar than in Weakness (though it may be a mix of lighting and lack of detail) but it does seem like there is a more distinct flat from the conch....

As for the girl...

I want to say it looks promising but we don't have a great angle

So AKAA does come back inconclusive, but it was at least a fun thing in Weakness when we didn't have the mother or girl's eyes for comparison

[final note: Please forgive the lack of image ID, trust me, its just a lot of screenshots of ears from milgram]

wait wait here's another better comparison.

Harumom's eyes & Haruka's eyes

HE HAS HER EYESSSSSS

[jeontaehui]

[Un Cut] Take #3 | ‘Hello Future’ MV Behind the Scene [TRANSCRIPT]

MK: what is your favorite part of the shoot so far?

RJ: hmm….

TH: when haechan and i played frisbee a while ago. it was fun (she grins).

RJ: (laughs) right! (he looks to mark and jeno) noona threw the disc really well and it flew all the way to the end of the field. haechanie was very breathless from trying to receive it (they both laugh at the thought of their member panting and sweating, hands on his knees while an energetic taehee stayed clueless of this and continued playing with him).

JN: (chuckling as he spoke to taehee) did you do it on purpose?

TH: he stood very far away from me — he asked for it!

TH: when i was younger—

MK: (singing very loudly) HELLO FUTURE~

(he makes eye contact with taehee and sees her face fall into a deadpanned expression causing the other two with them to laugh.)

TH: (she unconsciously puts on a small pout and mumbles) i was talking….

MK: okay, okay— sorry, continue.

TH: when i was younger, i—

MK: neoreul manna gachi deo binna yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah~

(jeno and renjun laugh once again when they see her lips stretch into a bigger frown, amusing their eldest.)

RJ: (teasingly) mark hyung, you’re gonna get in trouble.

MK: i’m sorry, i’ll keep quiet now.

(taehee still keeps wary eyes on him as she hesitated, prompting renjun to give her an encouraging pat on the back to tell her to continue.)

TH: when i was younger ….. and was in school ….. my friend and i—

MK: miraeui neoreul jouhage dwaesseo!

JN: (giggling) gyeonggye wiro soneul matdaemyeon urin neomu dala isseo!

TH: that’s it, i’m not telling you anymore! (she pivots on her heel and plans to walk away but mark grabs her wrist and pulls her in front of him, trapping her in his arms.)

MK: (he tries to bite back a smile) i’m sorry, please tell us what you were going to say.

TH: (she stubbornly shakes her head) i’m not going to. (she tries to take a step further to the side and free herself from mark’s grasp but it only makes him hold her closer to his chest.)

JN: (laughing) you’re sulking!

MK: come on, when you were younger, you…?

TH: i was with my friend.

MK: mmm…

TH: and we were on the way home together.

MK: mmm….

RJ: (to taehee, chuckling) you’re so cute.

TH: we rode a bike and i was the one in front pedaling, but there was this really steep hill we were supposed to go down on. i didn’t know what i was thinking when i said, “i’m going to close my eyes and you tell me where i should go!”

(the three boys around her grin knowing where this was going.)

TH: i didn’t know if she heard me or not, but i closed my eyes, still. apparently, there was this road bump on the street and we were going down really fast.

MK: (his face softens) hey, you should be careful.

TH: (laughing) yeah, so i bumped into it and literally in slow motion, i saw her fly above my head and into the bushes (she explained while drawing an imaginary arc in the air, causing renjun to finally crack up.)

RJ: no way! don’t lie!

TH: i swear!

JN: wait, so you didn’t fall from the bike but she did?! (mark laughs at this, burying his head into taehee’s shoulder.)

TH: i fell too but like, on the side. i fell sideways but she flew right above me!

RJ: (still laughing with a hand over his mouth) oh no! what happened then? friendship over?

(their laughter had died down as they wait for the next bit of taehee’s story.)

TH: i felt really bad — i only had scratches on my legs but she sprained a wrist, i think? i brought her to her house and her mom brought us to the hospital.

JN: did her mom get mad at you?

TH: i find it weird that she didn’t! she didn’t but i was crying so much. she was like, “it’s okay, it’s okay. you were just playing, it’s okay.”

RJ: aww….

TH: yeah, we were best friends. she didn’t get mad at me but i felt bad, so i offered to carry her stuff or share my notes with her since she was left handed and that was where she had the sprain.

RJ: that’s a good thing.

MK: good thing you didn’t get hurt, then.

TH: yeah….

JN: (a smile slowly spreads on his face before he erupted into laughter once more) i can’t believe she flew!

[moonscriptsx]

Make Me Proud (M)

SUMMARY: With the release of his second mixtape and her album, the public are eating up the so-called chart rivalry between (Y/N) and Yoongi, desperately wanting to see one succeed over the other. But what they don’t know is that the two are happily together and are happily basking in each other’s success -- both literally and figuratively.

GENRE/WARNINGS: Idol!Verse, Idol!Reader; this is PWP to the max. Completely smut filled with mutual praise, mutual oral, unprotected sex (be safe, kids), dirty talk, hair pulling, and slight possessive terms. Yoongi and the reader just really, really love and appreciate one another.

WORDS: 5.6k.

A/N: This is a product of what happens when I’m drunk and listening to Yoongi’s new mixtape.

“It’s an exciting day for music today in the K-Pop world, ladies and gentlemen! BTS’s Suga surprised fans with the release of his (fire) second mixtape and MV - Agust D’s Daechwita - which set the charts ablaze early this morning -- both figuratively and literally. Not long after that, SM’s Princess (Y/N) (L/N) released her well anticipated mini album along with the MV as well. The goddess has blessed us once again with her heavenly vocals as she skyrockets to the top of the charts. Between Agust D and the sweet Princess, we’re not sure who’s going to come out as number one -- but we’re more than happy to witness this battle.”

FRIDAY - 11:15 PM

Yoongi lets out a grunt of surprise when his back hits the bed, the rapper’s arms encasing your body around his as you straddled his hips. Your chest is pressed against his as you caged his head between your arms, your lips pressing heated kisses to every inch of skin on his face. Yoongi mewled in delight as your lips found purchase on the pulse point of his neck, your teeth grazing over the juncture as you moaned in appreciation against his skin. Yoongi’s tilting his head back, the rapper giving you more access to his neck as he made a noise of approval in his throat.

“Baby,” he muttered, fingertips ghosting along the hem of your shirt. “Not that I’m complaining -- but what’s all of this about?”

Leaning one arm on the bed, you use the other to bunch up Yoongi’s shirt along his body, the rapper’s bare torso coming into view as you licked your lips at the sight.

“That fucking video,” you managed to gasp out, your lips sucking a mark into the underside of Yoongi’s jaw. “That mixtape.. Jesus, Yoongi.”

Yoongi’s hands are holding onto your hips as he raises his own, grinding your bodies together as he let a smirk dance across his lips.

“You liked it that much, baby?”

The teasing tone in his voice has you mewling in delight, your head nodding as you rolled your hips down onto his. Gripping the hem of his shirt, you’re pulling the material off of him and tossing it aside, your clothed chest pressing against his as you leaned down and feverishly caught his lips with yours. Yoongi’s moaning against your mouth, the rapper’s hands finding purchase in the tresses of your hair as he pulled the strands.

Lifting his hips up, he’s resting his feet on the bed as his thighs encased around your body, effectively trapping you between his legs as Yoongi tilted his head. The kiss grew with fervor, both yours and Yoongi’s lips fusing together with passion each time they pressed against one another’s. He’s lazily tonguing against the seam of your mouth, waiting patiently for your lips to part, and when they do, he’s speeding up the movements of his lips as the wet muscle prodded in delight against yours. Tightening his grip on your hair, he’s smirking against your mouth when you’re whimpering in pleasure, the rapper twisting his wrist until he’s made a makeshift ponytail in his hand.

“God, I can’t believe you’re this worked up, baby.”

Drawing back from his mouth, you’re sending him an incredulous look.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Yoongi?” You managed to breathe out, and Yoongi’s admiring the way your lips are red and swollen from the intensity of the kiss. “The second you came on screen I had to fight the urge to fucking jump you right then and there.”

Yoongi chuckled at that, the rapper sending you a flirty look.

“Oh yeah?” He asked, bemused. “I don’t think the boys would’ve liked that too much.”

You’re half listening to him speak as you trailed your digits across the planes of his chest, making note of the fact that Yoongi has gotten slightly broader and far more muscly than he previously had been. There’s a slight definition to his body as you trailed down the expanse of his abdomen, a hum of approval escaping you, and you’re settling your gaze on the heated one of your boyfriend’s as you lowered yourself to press kisses against his chest.

“It’s not even the fact that you looked good in the video,” you began, trailing kisses down Yoongi’s stomach. “It’s the overwhelming pride and joy that I hold for you.”

Yoongi sucked in a breath as your fingertips slid their way to the hem of his jeans, the rapper biting the inside of his lip as he stared down at your lustful gaze.

“You’re proud of me?”

His shaky voice made heat swell within your lower belly, your thighs pressing together in relief as you popped open the brass button of his jeans.

“Baby,” you purred, keeping your gaze on him. “You have no idea how fucking proud I am of you -- how fucking proud I am to call you mine.”

Beneath you, you could feel Yoongi’s cock jolt in excitement at the possessive term, the rapper mewling quietly as he looked down at you with a sedated gaze. You’re sliding the jeans down his lean legs as you slithered down his body, your digits grasping the hem of his briefs now.

“Mm, ‘m all yours.”

Yoongi’s voice is slurred with desire as he cradled your face in his hands, the rapper admiring you as you sent him a sultry look.

“My baby,” you mused, tugging his briefs down his legs.

Taking his hardened cock in your hands, you’re licking a stripe on the underside of his cock, the action drawing a loud groan from the rapper.

“My love --”

Flickering your gaze up to look at Yoongi, you licked your lips in anticipation before letting one last term of endearment escape from you.

“My king.”

The sound that left Yoongi’s mouth was near pornographic as your lips wrapped around the head of his cock, the rapper tangling his fingers in your hair as your mouth moved to engulf more of him. Your king… The words have Yoongi reeling with pleasure, pride completely engulfing him as he looks down at you, the image of you licking the length of his cock now and forever etched into his memory. He’s keening in delight as his blunt nails dug into your scalp, the rapper pushing your head further down the length of his cock.

Your mouth is warm around him, the heat from your tongue sending goosebumps along Yoongi’s body, and the vibrations of your soft hums are reverberating against Yoongi’s length and rocking his hips forward, the rapper relishing in the pleasure you’re bringing him. His hips are rolling against the movements of your tongue, his body thrashing about on the bed as he grips the shaft of your tresses.

“Holy fuck, angel,” Yoongi��s teeth are harshly gritted together, voice gruff with arousal. “God, you take my cock so well.”

You mewled against his cock at that, taking in all of the praise as you dropped your hand from his length. Instead you’re sliding your lips down until he’s completely enveloped within the warm cavern of your mouth, one hand gripping the flesh of his thigh while the other reaches down to gently grasp his balls. Yoongi is a complete mess underneath you, the rapper swearing profusely into the air as his hips rock up to fuck into your mouth. You’re humming against the movement, your hand enclosing tighter around his balls as you let Yoongi fuck your mouth.

“Jesus, fuck -- (Y/N) --!” Yoongi can barely catch his breath as he jolted forward, the rapper grabbing a fistful of your hair as he tugged the tresses harshly. “God, what did I do to -- fuck -- de-deserve you?”

You’re wiping the tears from your eyes as you steadied your gaze on Yoongi, taking in the sight of him completely unraveled beneath your ministrations as you swallowed around the length of his cock. He’s reeling in pleasure, your name falling from his lips like a broken record, and you can feel the pride swelling within your chest as you watched him. His praises have you sucking harder, tugging more frequently on his balls, as you bring him to his release.

“Oh -- fuck --!”

Yoongi’s orgasm comes in spurts, the warm liquid leaking from his cock as it engulfed the inside of your mouth, your tongue lapping up every last drop as you watched the rapper shudder in pleasure. His hands drop the grip on your hair as he sunk into the bed, completely fucked out from the intensity of his release. You had to fight the smirk that was daring to spread across your lips as you slid your mouth off of his length, swallowing every last bit of his seed.

Your hands are slithering up the expanse of his chest as you made your way back up to him, leveling your face to his. Looking down at him with nothing but admiration, you watched as Yoongi sluggishly reached up to grasp the back of your neck, the rapper bringing you down to press a heated kiss to your lips.

“You’re going to be the fucking death of me, angel.”

Yoongi’s voice is gruff, words muffled by your lips, and he’s pulling you closer to him as he tiredly runs his hand underneath your shirt, fingertips grazing the ridges of your spine as he fights the exhaustion trying to claim his eyelids.

Gently rolling to the side of him, you let your body mold into Yoongi’s as you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Sleep, baby,” you murmured, brushing his fringe out of his eyes.

“Have to make you cum.”

Yoongi’s drowsy words made you chuckle quietly, your gaze landing on the - now asleep - rapper. You’re completely reveling in the pride and joy that the man endlessly brought to you, your head resting on the plane of his chest before you fell asleep to the calm of his heartbeat.

SATURDAY - 09:08 AM

In a turn of events, Yoongi had been the first one up that morning. The brightness of the sun peeking through the white lace curtains had raised the rapper from his slumber. Wordlessly he grumbled as he leaned up to push the two curtains together, engulfing the room into a much darker setting as he blocked out the rays of the sun from waking you up. There’s a deep frown on his face as he shoved himself against the pillows, not particularly thrilled to be up at the moment. Reaching over to the nightstand next to him, he grabs his phone and almost groans in frustration.

09:08 AM.

As much as he would enjoy going back to sleep, he knew that his body would never let him do so now that he was already awake. Letting the pillows surround him, he lets a pout form on his plump lips as he unlocked his phone and opened the Google app. Immediately he’s hit with a familiar name on the top of the trending page, his curiosity piquing in interest as he clicks on the topic.

SM Entertainment’s (Y/N) (L/N) achieves all-kill almost seconds after album release!

A prideful smile painted itself across Yoongi’s lips as he read the title, the rapper clicking on the article as he skimmed through the passage. The remarks about how talented you were, that this was your best album yet -- the achievements and praise have him glancing down at the words in a look of fondness, the rapper scrolling down to the comments to gauge the public’s opinion.

[+078] She is actually fucking unbeliveable! How is this possible?! And only two years after her debut!!!

[+036] The beauty, the talent, the grace -- a complete superstar. All other idols are quaking.

[+053] She’s kicking Min Yoongi’s ass!

At that last comment, Yoongi’s phone vibrated, signaling that he had an incoming message. Closing out of the article and app, he’s thumbing over to his messages, the rapper almost letting out a loud laugh at the response.

From: Jeongguk Your girlfriend is kicking your ass on the charts, hyung.

Locking his phone, Yoongi turned his head so that he could glance over at your sleeping figure. You were lying peacefully on your stomach, one hand underneath your pillow while the other was resting on the side of you. Your head was turned towards Yoongi, the rapper drinking in the features of your face, a fond smile gracing his lips as he watched you sleep. You were so beautiful to him -- with or without makeup. The beauty you held, the grace you poised… Yoongi was beyond smitten for you.

He could remember the first time he watched you perform, the rapper almost instantly taken with you as he recalled watching you on the stage. The charisma and passion you held with you while you danced and sang on the platform was something Yoongi would never forget. You were completely and utterly in your element while you were on stage, commanding attention the moment you were front and center. Your sweet personality was overtaken by nothing short of badass energy as soon as those lights hit you. You gave everything your 110% -- and he loved every second of it.

Putting his phone on do not disturb, Yoongi is placing the device back onto the nightstand before rolling towards you. Gently grabbing a hold of your arms, he’s pulling you until your lying on your back, his body slightly hovering over yours now as he rests above you. Dipping his head down, he’s letting his lips press soft kisses against the flesh of your neck, the rapper’s mouth coaxing you awake as he littered them along the expanse of the skin.

You groan at the intrusion, your hand reaching up to swat the disturbance away only to have it caught in a grasp. A huff of annoyance escapes you as you open one eye, the smirking face of Yoongi coming into a blurred view as the rapper grinned at you with delight.

“Good morning, angel,” he cooed, bringing your wrist to his lips.

“Too early,” you grumbled, frowning at him as he littered kisses up the length of your arm now. “Let me sleep.”

Clicking his tongue at your words, Yoongi managed to squeeze himself between your legs, the rapper on top of the blanket as he caged your body in his arms.

“Angel, we have to celebrate.”

His words coax you to open your eyes, your gaze settling on his smirking face.

“Celebrate what?”

Yoongi’s smirk never dropped from his lips as he wedged his face between your neck and shoulder, tongue lazily lapping along your collarbone.

“The fact that you’re number one.”

Your eyes widened at his words, your head lifting from the bed as you made a move to look down at Yoongi only to be pushed back flatly to the bed, Yoongi’s mouth attacking your neck.

“Wh --” you breathed out, moaning softly when Yoongi nipped at the weak spot on your neck. “What do you mean?”

“You passed me, angel,” he crooned against your neck. “You’ve got the top spot.”

Yoongi raised his head from your neck then, the rapper slotting his lips against yours instead as he kissed you with fervor. His hands moved up to cradle your face as he ran his tongue along the seam of your lips, the rapper groaning softly as yours parted almost instantly. Your tongue swirled around his as he kissed you, one hand dropping from your face as it trailed down your clothed stomach.

“My talented angel,” he murmured hotly against your mouth, his breath mingling with yours. “My hardworking angel”

Your eyes fluttered closed as Yoongi pushed your shirt above your breasts, his lips following suit and making sure every bit of visible skin was being kissed. Tugging the bunched up hem, he’s pulling it over your head and throwing it to the side, his lips instantaneously wrapping around a flushed bud as he suckled softly on your breast. You’re keening in response, your hand tangling in the black tresses of his hair as you arched into his touch. Using his free hand, he’s kneading the other breast, thumb and forefinger teasingly tweaking your nipple.

Mewling in delight at the contrast between the harsh pulls on your bud to the kitten licks Yoongi was giving, you relished in the pleasure as your boyfriend’s free hand trailed south, fingertips ghosting along the hem of your panties and leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. You’re whining softly, wanting completely overtaking your mind and body as you gripped the back of Yoongi’s head and brought him up to your lips, kissing him with a fervor as your body ignited with passion.

Yoongi hummed against your mouth as his hand slipped into your panties, his digits teasingly sliding between your folds as he coated them with your arousal. You’re moaning at the contact, your hips bucking up into his touch, and Yoongi is clicking his tongue in disapproval as he pulled away from your mouth.

“Patience, angel,” he reprimanded, giving you a smirk. “I’m making up for last night.”

You watched as Yoongi slithered down your body, lips following his torso in suit, kisses being pressed to your skin in a chaste manner as he made his way down. Kneeling between your legs, he’s parting your thighs as his thumbs hooked into the hem of your panties, the material sliding down the expanse of your legs before they’re tossed carelessly to the side.

Hooking his hands around the width of your thighs, he’s kissing his way from your ankle up, lips ghosting along the flesh of your entire leg as he made his way up to your thigh. Nibbling softly on the inner flesh, the rapper cursed softly, blunt nails digging into your skin as he peered up at you through his long eyelashes.

“You talk about me looking good in my video but, angel,” he paused, moving to the other leg to repeat the same process. “You’ve never seen yourself from this angle -- keeping me locked between your legs; kissing you, licking you, sucking anything and everything. God, angel -- how are you real?”

Yoongi’s breath is hot, fanning your core as you whimpered, wanting more of his touch as he gripped your thighs roughly.

“You are mine,” he breathed out, gaze locked on your sopping pussy. “Just as I am yours -- you are my queen.”

You watched as his head dipped towards your mound, tongue poking from between his lips as he licked a solid stripe between your folds. Yoongi’s name falls from your lips with a wanton moan, your fingers twisting themselves the pitch black of his hair, and you’re relishing in the feel of his tongue as he gripped your thighs and pulled you closer to his mouth.

Your lips are parted as Yoongi suckled along your folds, tongue prodding your entrance, and you’re grinding along to the rhythm as you fist through his hair. Yoongi’s murmuring against your core in appreciation, sweet nothings being muttered against it, and you’re mewling in delight as your hips roll.

Yoongi is completely enthralled in your pleasure, the rapper tonguing any and every part of your pussy as he wrapped his lips around your clit. Bringing the bud into his mouth, he’s sucking harshly, the action drawing a near pornographic moan from your lips as you grinded against his ministrations. Blunt nails dug into the flesh of your thigh and Yoongi is bringing you closer -- if that was even possible -- towards him as he slid his hands around to grip your ass.

Large hands grip the flesh of your ass, kneading and massaging, before he’s drawing back one hand and letting it ricochet against the skin, slapping your ass as hard as he could. Your back arches in pleasure, his name falling from your lips in something akin to a shout as your thighs were placed on his shoulders. He’s completely delved in between your legs, tonguing relentlessly at your clit as he all but murdered the sensitive bud with his mouth.

You’re unraveling quickly beneath his ministrations, the pleasure completely overtaking you as you clenched your thighs around Yoongi’s head, letting him continue his assault on your core. The rapper mewls into your pussy, one hand falling from your ass as he teasingly traced a digit along your folds, before sliding it inside of you wordlessly. You’re keening at the sensation, your hips pressing into his mouth and hand as he curled the digit.

Yoongi doesn’t even wait to add another finger, the rapper sliding a second digit inside of you as he scissored them, his fingers ghosting along the velvet walls of your pussy. Between the ministration of his mouth and hands, you’re falling apart at a rapid pace, Yoongi’s name the only thing on your mind as you squealed, thighs clenching around the rapper’s head as an overwhelming warmth enveloped the pit of your stomach.

You’re riding Yoongi’s mouth and fingers as your high was washed over you, the rapper’s mouth falling open as he drew himself back from your core. You’re too wrapped up in the pleasure to even notice the shock written across your boyfriend’s face, your eyes squeezed completely shut as the white light danced across your closed eyelids, until Yoongi’s muttering under his breath.

“You just fucking squirted on my face.”

Your eyes snapped open at that, a harsh red flush skirting its way across your cheeks as you looked down at your awestruck boyfriend.

“I --” you paused, completely embarrassed. “Yoongi I’m --”

“That was so fucking hot.”

Slithering his way up your body, Yoongi smashed his lips onto yours with fervor, the rapper slipping his tongue into your mouth and letting you taste yourself. You’re whimpering against his lips as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him flush against you as he caged him between your body.

“I love you,” you breathed against his mouth, making Yoongi whine softly, the rapper encasing his lips entirely around yours.

“I love you more, angel.”

SUNDAY - 10:13 PM

“It’s been quite the battle between BTS’s Suga’s mixtape and (Y/N)’s new album. Which record will reach the top of the charts? It’s only been two days now but we can confidently say that -- has taken the lead --”

The broadcast is filled with static as the party goers booed at the poor reception, the onlookers wanting to know who was currently on top. For you and Yoongi, however, the two of you couldn’t care less. Sat in the corner with the seven BTS members and a few of your closest friends, you and Yoongi were attached at each other’s hips as your friends toasted to both of your successes. To them, you two were equal -- much like how it was for both you and Yoongi. While it was exciting to even chart, let alone be number one, for you and Yoongi, it was nothing but pride and joy for one another.

“I can’t believe you and Yoongi even left the bed,” your friend, Eunhee, snickered. “The two of you have been fucking each other’s brains out for the past two nights that I was beginning to get worried.”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you couldn’t help but grin at her comment.

“Listen,” you began, leaning closer towards her so that the others wouldn’t hear. “Once you and your boyfriend release something the same day and they’re both successful -- you’ll understand.”

“Yoongi and I aren’t doing it just because of the success, though,” you continued, giving her a pointed look. “When you love someone and you watch them succeed and grow as not only an artist but as a person… It’s special, Hee. He’s so passionate about what he does -- about who he is. And it’s so sexy.”

Eunhee nodded at your words, acknowledging the bond.

“I believe you,” she affirmed, placing an arm around your shoulder. “Now go over to your man because he’s been eye fucking you for a good ten minutes, now.”

At that, your gaze falls on Yoongi, the rapper’s intense stare sending a warmth throughout your body as you sent him a bashful smile. Bidding adieu to Eunhee, you made your way over to Yoongi, your arm comfortably wrapping around your boyfriend’s waist as he pulled you closer.

“Did I mention that you look beautiful tonight, angel?” He asked, a soft murmur in your ear. Blushing softly, you shook your head, teeth nibbling on your bottom lip.

“I don’t think you have, actually,” you rebutted, making Yoongi click his tongue in disapproval.

“What a shit boyfriend I am,” he retorted. “How can I not tell you that you’re the most gorgeous person this whole room right now?”

The hand he had around your waist slipped around to your back, his digits teasingly lowering to the space between your ass and back.

“Part of me wants to bring you to the bedroom and fuck you right here and now.”

Yoongi’s voice dropped an octave, the huskiness of his tone sending shivers down your spine, and you’re clutching the side of his suit jacket in your hand as you pressed yourself against his side.

“Please,” you murmured, looking up at him through your eyelashes. “Let them all know who’s fucking me right.”

You watched as Yoongi’s lips curled into a snarl, the rapper gripping your wrist in his hand as he all but dragged you down the hallway towards your bedroom. Your hands are on his body before he’s even got the bedroom door closed, fingers gripping the lapels of his jacket as you pulled him towards you, your lips fusing together in a haste of passion. Yoongi’s hands are gripping your ass through your dress, long, slender fingers plucking the length of the zipper as he lifted you up and placed you on the edge of his dresser.

He’s sucking your bottom lip into his mouth as his hand slipped underneath the hem of your dress, fingertips hotly gliding along the length of your inner thigh as he pushed aside your silk panties. You’re mewling into his mouth, your own hand slipping into his pants as you gripped his hardening cock through his briefs. Yoongi groaned at the contact, the rapper drawing back from your lips as he rested his forehead against yours.

Wordlessly he’s pushing two digits past your folds, the touch sending you keening into him, his name falling from your mouth with a wanton moan. Yoongi doesn’t move, his forehead still pressed to yours, and he’s gazing down at the sight of his wrist completely hidden underneath the fabric of your dress, the rapper licking his lips at the sight.

“Mm, this is only for me,” he managed to spit out, voice filled with a lustful grit. “Right, angel?”

Yoongi curled the digits making you whimper against his cheek, your breath fanning across his face as you nodded hastily.

“Y-yes,” you managed to get out. “Only for you, baby.”

Smirking against the skin of your cheek, Yoongi placed a soft kiss to your flesh - completely stark in comparison to the rough movements of his fingers gliding along your silky walls - before fishing his cock out of his pants. You moaned at the sight, your lustful gaze drinking in the long, girthy length of his flushed cock. He’s making a move to grab the condoms out of one of the drawers when you grip his wrist, halting his movements.

“Want you to feel me,” you muttered, gripping his face in your hands as you brought him back to you. “Want to feel you inside of me -- only me.”

Yoongi’s silent for a moment, the rapper looking at you with wide, cautious eyes, almost as if he’s determining whether or not you’re serious, before nodding. Slamming his lips back onto yours, Yoongi guided his cock to the heat of your entrance, the rapper kissing you with nothing less of passion as he laced his fingers with yours. He’s pressing the head of his cock in between your folds, pushing inside slowly.

You moan loudly at the contact, completely disregarding the company out in your living room, and you grip tightly onto Yoongi’s hand as he sheathed himself completely inside of you.

No matter how many times he does so, it never gets old; the way your velvet slick walls take him in without issue, your pussy stretching deliciously to fit the wide girth of Yoongi’s cock -- almost as if it was made just for you -- as if he was made just for you.

Dropping his hand, you’re gripping the back of his neck as you pulled him down towards your neck, your hips lifting off the wood of the dresser so that you can meet his thrusts. You’re keening in pleasure, Yoongi’s name falling from your lips with a breathy moan, and he’s mouthing hotly at the flesh of your neck. His fingertips are pulling at the silk material of your dress, the article of clothing tearing apart as he ripped the seam up the slit, your thigh coming into view as he gripped the meat of your flesh harshly.

Bringing you closer until you’re completely wrapped around his waist, he’s leaning you back against the mirror connected to the dresser, his teeth barring against your shoulder as he bit into your skin. He’s leaving marks upon marks on your flesh, the rapper claiming you as his -- only his.

“Mm, you feel so good around me, baby,” he mewled in delight, hips rolling as he pushed all the way to the hilt. “So good, so tight -- and all mine.”

You’re whimpering at his words, your fingertips hastily pulling at the buttons on his shirt as you stripped him. His suit jacket fell to the floor with a quiet thump, the button down soon following, and you’re shamelessly raking your nails down the length of his back, leaving angry red marks in their wake as you gripped onto your boyfriend’s shoulder.

“Fucking yes, Yoongi,” you moaned, throwing your head back until it rested against the glass of the mirror. “Fuck me just like that -- god, you know how I like it.”

“You know I do, angel,” he growled against your neck, nipping harshly at the base. “Only me, right?”

A harsh thrust has you jolting against his body, a cry erupting from your lips as you relished in the pleasure.

“Yes,” you cried, clinging onto him. “Fuck -- only you, baby.”

Yoongi’s thrusts are speeding up, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing around the room, and he’s slipping a hand between your bodies so that he can press the pad of his thumb against your clit.

“You gonna cum for me, angel?” He murmured, bringing his lips to the shell of your ear. “You gonna cum for your king, baby?”

You mewled at his words, basking in the newly found - and loved - term of endearment. Tugging harshly at his raven locks, you’re bringing his face up to yours so that you can smash your lips against his, the rapper moaning in delight as he gripped the flesh of your ass with one hand, his thumb continuing its ministrations with the other.

“C’mon baby,” he coaxed, thumb rubbing harsh circles on your clit. “Claim my cock with your cum like the queen you are.”

That alone had your head reeling, white hot pleasure enveloping your body as you arched your back. You’re pressed flush against the glass of his mirror, your thighs shaking around his waist as you let your release completely override your body. Blunt nails are digging into the flesh on the back of Yoongi’s neck, your hips riding against his cock as you ride out the aftermath. Yoongi’s lips are parted, the rapper staring down in awe at the joining of both of your bodies.

“Oh, fuck, angel,” he groaned, hammering his hips against yours as he chased his own high. “Cream all over me -- just like that.”

You’re sticky, you’re sweaty, you’re breathless -- but it’s perfect.

Yoongi is swearing profusely against the flesh of your neck, his high washing over him in hot spurts as his hips jolted forward. He’s got both hands placed on either side of you on the desk, his plump lips parted in pleasure as he stilled to a halt. Neither of you move as you fall into post-sex bliss, a sheen of sweat coating both yours and Yoongi’s bodies, and you’re humming in satisfaction, the sound akin to a purr.

Raking your fingers through Yoongi’s hair, you’re pulling his head up towards yours, your lips ghosting along the edge of his jaw as you kiss along his skin.

“I am so fucking proud of you,” you murmured, the sound reverberating against his cheek. “I don’t care who comes out on top, I just want you to know that I am so incredibly proud of you and how far you’ve come.”

Yoongi’s cock is still sheathed inside of you as the rapper nodding in acknowledgement.

“Same to you, angel,” he breathed out, his nose gently brushing against yours. “It’s been an honor watching you grow these past two years.”

You’re grinning widely at that, your head tilting up so that you can press your lips against his, which Yoongi responded to almost instantly.

You’re almost working your way up to a second round, your tongue massaging against Yoongi’s until there’s a pounding on the door.

“If the two of you are done,” Eunhee’s voice sounds, an annoyance in her tone. “They announced who’s currently at the top.”

Smirking at her words, you gripped Yoongi’s neck, bringing the rapper closer to you as you anticipated it being him.

“Who is it?” You called out.

There’s a brief pause, silence filling the bedroom, until Eunhee’s voice sounded once more.

“It’s (Y/N).”

Your eyes widened at that, lips parting in shock, and you can’t even get a word in before you catch sight of Yoongi’s smirking face, the rapper licking his lips in anticipation.

“Oh angel~” He crooned, singing softly as he pulled you off of the dresser and pinned you to the bed instead. “You’re in for a whole lot more of celebrating.”

[kwangyadetective]

💭: Taemin’s Criminal (Snakes and a Butterfly)

Making this post because I remembered aespa saying that the Black Mamba isn’t the only villain. Taemin’s Criminal MV came to my mind, and there is this one scene in particular I want to talk about (honestly I’ve mentioned this in one of my aespa’s post). But hey why not talk about the other parts than piqued my interest in this MV.

tw/ snakes

From the beginning, Taemin and the dancers are wearing eye patches. Hmm one eye. Plus the dancers are all wearing red clothes. Reminds me of my The Red Force theory post (especially f(x)’s Red Light).

its also interesting that the part when he said ‘Criminal’, his hands and the dancers’ hands resemble a snake. The floor of the room resembles a lava, this may sound like a stretch but I wonder if its meant to depict hell? Or some place that is torturous.

THIS part. 3 cards with 3 snakes on it. One of it is an hourglass? I can’t tell which one is Black Mamba but I know for sure the snake isn’t actually black right? Like its greyish and it has some lighter colors.

I was thinking if the next villains are snakes too. But who knows? maybe its not a snake again, some animal that fits a villain character? Another thought; what if the snake that aespa is defeating/defeated (seriously, did they actually kill it? I thought not. I never read any theories too that says that they ‘successfully defeated’ but more of they shot that eyeball thing), is different with the one that attacked NCT? NCT also has a snake. It appeared in the Origin video (admittedly the one in the Origin video kind of resembles a Black Mamba?). Its also obvious from 90s Love, Sticker, and Favorite (Taeyong’s hair in Sticker, Taeyong’s brooch from the Classic ver. photo shoot, and Taeyong and Jaehyun’s snake boots from the Catharsis ver.).

Taemin was holding the cards and gave it to the skeleton?

But the skeleton took the hourglass (I mean who wants to take snakes).

So who is this skeleton supposed to be?

Surprisingly there were butterflies too. To be honest, I don’t know if Naevis has a specific color for its wings, I mean in Savage and Favorite all of them were white. I always use this tweet when referring to Naevis’ butterfly form and from the pictures OP use, all of them don’t even have the same appearance (all have different colors of wings, one looks more like a moth). Of course this raises the question,

“Do all kinds butterflies in SM MVs meant to depict Naevis? Or is there actually a specific kind? (the ae version of Naevis doesn’t even have a consistent hair)

At this point, I only know that the butterflies in SM MVs could mean connection; which makes sense because it symbolizes the SM family connection (in a way). This idea is very fitting for the purple butterfly that flew from the end of Make a Wish to Black Mamba to BoA’s song in 2020. But seriously, SM needs to be clear with the butterfly symbolism too :”).

We all know Naevis has an important role, supposedly a good character because of the connection symbolism. While this MV strikes me as the origins of Taemin’s ambiguous character. It has some slight references to The Red Force (how Red is present throughout the MV and the eye patches). Lyrics wise, it may be talking about a toxic relationship; Taemin is the victim. But SM’s songs are ambiguous. Could it be that he encountered The Red Force and was tortured by it? Or perhaps lured? I’m almost very sure that he sides with the enemy but I’m not concluding this yet.

So, why was Naevis present in a villain-like concept MV? If the butterfly is meant to represent it.

But for sure, I don’t believe Naevis is evil... at least until Savage. It died, I’m pretty sure it will be brought back. I did write a post that it may become evil in the future, but we don’t know that.

More about the MV, according to TeenVogue (which I am unsure if it is reliable), the MV has something to do with the tarot card The Devil.

The explanation is too short, and there are no correlation of the film and the MV (maybe someone else wants to draw a line between the two?). Perhaps its the floor that resembles lava, that possibly suppose to depict hell? This article also said that it has a resemblance to the 1997 film The Devil’s Advocate.

Again, no further explanation. I have never watched the film either so... I don’t think I can draw any interpretations or explain anything here. I don’t think its necessary to dig further either. This article is probably referring to the film’s poster. I read the whole article and there aren’t anymore paragraphs talking about the MV. Even Taemin never mentioned anything about the two references, so really, we don’t know what was the inspiration or what media was it based off. But to say it has something to do with the devil makes sense.

Here’s the link to the article if you want to read it: click here

For now, this is what I have.

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Note

His solo concepts always have villain vibes and watch all SuperM trailers, those videos (to me) have SO MUCH villain aesthetics. But he did specifically say that he may be two-faced (”Everything in me is doubled” - IDEA lyrics).

Thank you if you’ve reach this far!

[swiftgronmasterpost]

Late Stage Swiftgron Part 1

Update from November 2021 - I really don’t believe much of this is meaningful at all.  I don’t think they’re sitting around referencing one another on social media or anything but some of Dianna’s interactions with Karlie are interesting Dianna shows up explicitly in Taylor’s life a couple more times so I’m leaving these sections here.;

From here on out everything but the 2014 AMAs and Dianna’s somewhat shocking appearance at Taylor’s 2019 SNL performance are just odd social media shenanigans (or subtweets) between the two, and Taylor appearing to release at least one more song about Dianna (Babe in 2018) (and let’s be honest you can make a strong argument for The 1 being about Dianna as well other post 1989 songs.)

Some of this might be complete crack or coincidence but as you all know I want this to be the most thorough Swiftgron document possible.  

If anything it proves they both certainly still have similar interests and they really do seem to be in touch.

There are some interactions claimed by others to be Swiftgron related that I’m not going to include because they’re just a bit too reachy for me (though I completely support the theorizing!) but in general, if I personally can see the hint of a Swiftgron connection, I’m going to include it here. Draw your own conclusions and take everything, particularly the alleged subtweets/social media shenanigans, with a grain of salt.

And yes there’s tons of Kaylor and other Gaylor/Gaygron content that will be left out of this segment because this masterpost is focused on Swiftgron.  Someday it would be cool to make a giant masterpost/timeline that documents all of it, but for now it’s just going to be Swiftgron stuff. August 26, 2014 - Dianna tweets, and then deletes “Withdrawals, clearly…we had fun.” 

There’s no screen shot of this tweet but some retweets/responses of it remain:

If Dianna is indeed referencing the song Clean (in which their relationship is compared to an addiction hence, “withdrawals” from it) then Taylor would have had to give her advanced knowledge of the song since 1989 did not come out until October 2014.

Taylor did claim she ran 1989 by the muse that inspired it and they were both in LA in late August 2014. Maybe this is when.

November 1, 2014 - Taylor posts about Clean

November 19, 2014 - The 2014 AMAs Kaylorgron Explosion Extravaganza:

Taylor, Karlie, and Dianna are at the event.  Taylor and Karlie are clearly on a date and Dianna is there to present Sam Smith’s performance of I’m not the only one.  Dianna seems a bit out of her element/gloomy when interviewed on the red carpet and Taylor flexes Karlie hard, dancing with her throughout the night and even sitting on her lap during an interview.

Click here for photos, video, gifs, and a live L chat reaction to the night.

December 28, 2014 - The writer for the tv show The Originals, Carina Mackenzie, tweeted that 1989 was about Dianna:

It’s of course notable that someone in the industry is “confirming” Swiftgron on main (particularly before gaylor went mainstream with Kaylor being so obvious in 2015/2016) however what’s even more interesting and notable about this tweet is that an actor named Michael Trevino was on the show The Originals and he dated Jenna Ushkowitz from 2011-2014.

Not only that but Michael was at Dianna’s 26th birthday when Taylor was in attendance as well.

It’s possible that Michael witnessed Swiftgron in real life and spilled a bit to the writer of the TV show he was on.

January 5, 2015 - Taylor likes a Swiftgron related post on Tumblr of Dianna saying she’d go on the road with Taylor and carry her bags at the Giffoni Film Festival in 2012:

February 9, 2015 - Style is released as a single

February 13, 2015 - The Kaylor “Best Friends” on a road trip Vogue Spread comes out.  You’re probably familiar with it but if you aren’t google it.  It’s incredibly romantic and pda filled.

The Style music video is released on this day as well.

We don’t have to go through the whole video but one egg I just have to note is the cave pictured in the MV is in Morocco the same country Dianna seemed to flee to after Swiftgron was outed:

February 14, 2015 - Dianna tweets 143 remember those days (for some reason it has not been deleted) seemingly in response to the Kaylor vogue shoot:

143 is a code that means “I love you” that originated from Mister Rogers.  Both Taylor and Dianna have publicly shown that they are fans of his.  Taylor has even made certain songs 3 minutes and 41 seconds long seemingly referring to this number and wore a Mister Rogers pin on a jacket for a photoshoot once.

Here’s a bit more in depth analysis on the significance of the 143 post.

This tweet is how we know that it is 100% in Dianna’s character to occasionally subtweet Taylor and why a lot of this social media analysis has been done.  

February 16, 2015 - Just two days later Dianna attends a fashion show in which Karlie walks and is noted to “have kept a smirk on her face” during.  Dianna doesn’t clap at the end of the show and looks miserable in photos of the event:

February 17, 2015 - Taylor releases Wonderland

I’m going to pause here and discuss the song Wonderland for a brief moment because it is some of the most incredibly airtight evidence for Swiftgron available.

Dianna’s favorite book of all time is Alice in Wonderland.  She brought it up in interviews all the time, tweeted about it, auctioned off a signed copy of it for charity, her private Tumblr and instagram account are called whosirmesir which is a reference to it, her private Tumblr is filled with reblogs about Alice, and her public Tumblr was called fell down the rabbit hole.

So the fact that Taylor writes an entire song describing a relationship through the lens of and packing full of references to Alice in Wonderland is incredibly interesting.

Let’s take a look at some of these lyrics:

Flashing lights and we, took a wrong turn and we Fell down the rabbit hole (literally Dianna’s tumblr name and url)

Didn't you flash your green eyes at me (Dianna is famous for her beautiful almost hypnotic green eyes and yes they are green)

Haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds (queer coded)

Too in love to think straight (queer coded)

But there were strangers watching And whispers turned to talking And talking turned to screams (seems to reference when they were outed) You searched the world for something else (Dianna very publicly went travelling around the world right after April 2013 when they seem to break up)

Taylor literally put Dianna’s Tumblr URL in the song.  Frankly I’m kind of shocked she released this song at all it is so obviously and clearly about Dianna.  Truly a Swiftgron anthem!

Back to the timeline...

March 8, 2015 - Taylor posts Flamingos for her dad’s birthday:

The caption was “Happy Birthday, Dad. Thanks for all the unconditional love, sarcastic comments, and interesting Christmas presents.”

May 1, 2015 - Dianna posts a flamingo for her birthday (post is now deleted):

The caption was “This is 29. Spoiled rotten. Funny enough, at work they were painting the hallways white and the roses (hallway doors) red, then I actually went to Wonderland (@AliceUnderLdn) and came home to a surprise flamingo. Here we go. Another year around the sun…feeling lucky and loved and loved and lucky.”

Taylor also gave Emily, another rumored ex, a flamingo bandana for her birthday.  i also think it’s odd that Dianna mentions Wonderland specifically in the post.

January 15, 2016 - Dianna’s engagement to Winston is announced and Kaylors notice Taylor is liking sad posts on Tumblr including several posts related to Clean:

November 7, 2016 - Lorde’s birthday party where Kaylor is together in public for the last time for 20 months.

January 5, 2017 - Claire (who is still very close with Taylor) comments on one of Dianna’s Instagram posts):

March 2, 2017 - Dianna posts her James Dean inStyle UK photo to Instagram:

This is actually the second time she has posted this as a throwback photo. ��She also posted it on February 4, 2016 with simply the caption “TBT” and did not include the “rebel without a clue” bit which is a reference to James Dean (Rebel Without a Cause). She’s never posted the same TBT photo twice before or after this (as of the writing of this post in October 2020).

It I may be permitted to go real far out on a limb here it’s almost as if she wanted people to connect that photo of her in the UK InStyle magazine to James Dean.  James Dean is of course the way Taylor describes her lover in the song Style.  

At any rate it’s very odd that it’s the only photo she’s posted twice whether it’s related to Taylor or not.

April 25, 2017 - Fans notice Dianna is having her script tattoo removed:

This is significant because a part of the tattoo was dedicated to Alice in Wonderland - it said “We’re all mad here” 

Tattoo removal is a years long process:

So it’s possible she started getting it removed around the time that Wonderland came out.

It’s also possible part of the tattoo was dedicated to Lea (the part that said “here I am”) so this whole removal situation is very interesting.

In 2019 she was still getting it removed and commented this at a Cafe Carlyle session:

"i was like i don't know i wanna explain all my tattoos or the one that i'm getting removed on my side...you know you're like...WHATEVER we're stopping we're moving on"

February 13, 2018 - Dianna attends the Carolina Herrera fashion show, so does Karlie. Dianna is introduced to Karlie by Derek Blasberg and very audibly calls Karlie “gorgeoouusss” as they meet. 

Kayda play “Gorgeous” by Taylor Swift.

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areum | lee seokmin

ミ★ synopsis: in which you’re trying to draw out a scene in the park, but end up meeting a lost, gorgeous, dog. who just so happens to have a cute owner with a beautiful smile to match.

ミ★ genre: first meetings!au, artist!reader, pure fluff

ミ★ warnings: none! unless you’re allergic to dogs or something who knows

ミ★ word count: 1,907

ミ★ pairings: seokmin x gender neutral reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys! this was a really cute prompt i thought of as i was staring at my dog’s microchip HAFKWLANGLK i was going to use a gif from the left & right mv but then i saw this gif and started crying because he looks so soft i cant do thisheLP !!! but i hope you guys like this as much as i do <333 

You sit on the bench as you stare at the falling leaves from the maple trees. Pursing your lips, you glance back down at your drawing, letting out a sigh once you realize it looks nothing like what you originally wanted to create. You rip out the page, crumpling it in your hand and shoving it into your backpack. 

You’ve been assigned a project to draw a portrait from your favorite season in the year, and it’s due in a month. Since it’s Fall, you thought it was fitting to draw out the leaves falling from the trees in the city park. However, your instructor told your class that it had to feel personal, he had to be able to look at your creation and feel the emotion you wanted to come out of it.

So you planned to just draw like… a family having a picnic or something to spice things up. Unfortunately, there is no family out having a picnic due to it being 50° F. Not to mention the fact that you’ve been trying to draw the leaves falling from the trees for the past hour and it just hasn’t worked out. You let out a sigh, placing your journal beside you and just looking up to stare at the cloudy sky. 

That is, until you feel something… wet... nudge your ankle. You glance back down, finding a happy golden retriever staring at you with no leash. You let out a smile, raising an eyebrow as you reach out to the bright dog. 

“Hi baby! Where’s your owner?” You ask in a high-pitched voice, and the dog just tip taps on its feet excitedly as you move to check out its collar. You let out a sigh of relief when you find a dog tag, finding that the sweet golden’s name is Areum. You turn the tag over to find the owner’s number, and you quickly pull out your phone. 

“Areum, stay here baby.” You say, holding onto her(?) collar. You quickly glance down again to check their genitals, to find that Areum is, in fact, a female. You pet her head as you type in the number, before placing the phone close to your ear once it rings. After a moment the person on the other end answers.

“Hello?” Your eyes widen at the sweet voice, having not expected that. “Hi! I think I may have found your dog at the park. Do you perhaps own a golden named Areum?” 

You hear the person let out a happy cry, and you laugh as they start thanking you vigorously. You nod your head, “Of course! I’m currently at Yongsan Park, do you want me to meet you or should you come here-”

“I’m already on my way! I’ll be there in like fifteen minutes!!” The owner tells you, and you smile. You say your goodbyes before hanging up the phone, turning to Areum who is just happily tip tapping her feet once again. “Now why did you leave your owner? They sounded worried sick over the phone.” 

Areum just barks in response, reaching up and licking your face as you giggle at her. You pat her head fondly, finding her to be the prettiest dog you’ve ever seen. You lift up your phone to take a picture of her smiling happily at you, tongue out and all. 

“I wonder if your owner is as cute as you.” 

oh my god he is as cute as her. 

You stare in awe as the owner happily hugs Areum, giving her plenty of kisses. He quickly puts on her leash before continuing to coo at the golden retriever. His hair is brown with blue highlights in the front, which would typically look ridiculous on an average person. However, who we have here is not average in the slightest. 

He has a sharp nose and kind eyes, ones that become even sweeter once he smiles. He has a cute little mole on his cheek, and it makes you cry inside because it somehow makes him even prettier. He lets out a laugh once Areum licks his cheek, and you squeeze your fist at how beautiful it sounds. 

You tilt your head to the side when you feel your hand itch with the urge to draw out the scene in front of you. The leaves fall softly from the trees as Areum licks her owner, causing him to laugh loudly. All while the sun is breaking out through the clouds behind them, shining light onto the two. You remind yourself to not forget the visual so that you can paint it later.

“Don’t you ever run away like that! You made me so worried. You’re so lucky that this prett—this nice person found you!” You feel your cheeks aflame at the fact that he almost called you pretty, and you watch as the tips of his ears turn red. Seokmin curses for almost outing himself, but he can’t help it.

you really are quite beautiful.

“Thank you for calling me when Areum came up to you, she ran out of my house as soon as I opened the door and I couldn’t catch her. I almost peed my pants out of fear that I wouldn’t find her.” Seokmin tells you in complete and utter honesty, causing you to let out a laugh. You shake your head, waving a hand at him, “It was no biggie. She’s an absolute sweetheart and I knew her owner must’ve been worried sick.” 

Seokmin smiles, before sticking his hand out for you to shake, “Let me properly introduce myself. Hi, I’m Seokmin.” 

You grin, reaching out and grabbing a hold of his hand, “I’m yn, it’s nice to meet you and Areum.” 

The two of you stare into each other's eyes for a moment, the handshake being long forgotten as you both have gotten distracted by the sight before you. Seokmin tilts his head to the side, smiling softly at the sparkle in your eyes. While you take notice the softness to his eyes, hair falling over his forehead.

“How about I take you out to coffee?” He asks suddenly, and your eyes widen slightly. He releases his grasp of your hand, watching as your arm slowly falls back to your side. “To thank you, because I wouldn’t know what I would’ve done if Areum wasn’t found.” 

You let out a breath, having to remind yourself that he wasn’t asking you on a date. Seokmin grins at your reaction, finding you to be rather cute. You nod your head after a moment, brushing your hand through your hair. “I’d love to.”

Seokmin bites his lip to hold back another smile from forming, and glances down towards Areum, who is happily sitting beside him. The golden looks back and forth between the two of you, and she lets out a tiny bark. 

“I’ll just have to pack up my stuff here first, I was doing an art project.” You tell Seokmin, walking over to the bench to place your art supplies into your bag. A crumpled piece of paper falls from your bag, and he walks over to pick it up. 

“You dropped this.” Seokmin says, about to hand it to you when his eye catches a drawn out leaf. He unwraps it, and you’re about to open your mouth in protest, but the drawing is already unraveled. His eyes widen in surprise at how beautifully drawn the scene is, and he wonders why you would ever throw it away.

“This is amazing! Why is it all crumpled?” He asks you, and you reach up to rub the back of your neck out of shyness. You shrug at him, turning back to shove your art journal into your backpack. “It’s not how I wanted it to look. I’m supposed to make the drawing personal, and have a clear emotion be shown through it. I was going to add a family having a picnic, but I ended up scrapping the whole thing in general. It’s not what I wanted.” 

Seokmin nods his head in understanding, still glancing at the crumpled up artwork. He hands it back to you, and you give him a smile, shaking your head and nudging it back towards him. “You can keep it, it seems like you like it a lot.” 

“Thank you.” He mutters quietly, and you zip up your backpack, turning back towards him. Areum barks excitedly once you show that you’re ready for the impromptu coffee date, and Seokmin grins. 

“Let’s go get coffee and a puppuccino for Areum.” Seokmin states as the two of you walk side by side out of the park, and you chuckle.

“Not from Starbucks though, right?”

“Definitely not.” 

“Epic, they’re problematic.”

“I think this is the start of a wonderful relationship.”

“I think so too, Seokmin.”

“Hi Professor Kim, here’s my project. Thank you for letting me turn it in a bit late, I wanted to make sure it was perfect.” You say as you carefully place the wrapped painting onto his table. He looks up with a smile, removing his glasses and standing up to greet you. “Of course, I know that artists always like to add last minute details.” 

You grin, and you watch as he unwraps your painting. You bite your lip anxiously, watching his reaction as he takes it in. It’s been a month since you first met Seokmin, and the two of you actually became a couple.

he also became your muse.

Your teacher lets out a soft smile after a moment of staring at the piece you created, glancing up at you. You watch as the sunlight hits the orange of the falling leaves on the painting, coordinating with Areum’s golden fur. Seokmin’s face isn’t detailed, but you can see the bright white of his smile as he hugs the beautiful dog. 

“It’s beautiful yn, your use of watercolor really brought out the softness and beauty of this scene. Are these two close to you?” Your professor asks, and you grin. “Yeah, I love them.” 

“I can tell, it really shows through this creation of yours. This is a wonderful painting, yn. Your grade should be in by the end of the week.” You nod, giving him your thanks before stepping out of the classroom. You hug your arms as you turn the corner, seeing Seokmin standing by the brick wall on his phone, waiting for you.

“Seok!” He glances up at the call of his name, a smile immediately breaking out onto his face when he sees you walking over to him. “Yn! Did he like it?” He asks once you’re right beside him, wrapping an arm over your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your temple in greeting.

“I think so, and it’s all because of you.” You tell your boyfriend, and he chuckles, shaking his head. 

“Nah, it’s because you’re great at what you do.” You smile, before wrapping your arm around his waist. The two of you walk down the steps, with you explaining how your professor reacted while Seokmin nods. Once you both pass the maple trees, he glances down at you to see you grinning happily. He squeezes your shoulder, smiling softly. 

what a blessing to have you.

“What do you wanna eat, bub?” 

“Hm, pork belly!” 

“You just wanna look at my arms as I grill the meat, don’t you?” 

“And what of it?”