#threads with sooyeon.

[jessifanylove]

[threads] jessica.syj: 11.22💗💿🎶

[fadinglights]

“the  meeting  ended  early,  so  i  thought  i’d  play  food  delivery,”  elijah  says  with  a  smile,  placing  the  bag  of  takeout  on  the  table,  having  ordered  her  favourites.  “it  sounded  like  you  needed  a  pick-me-up.”  it’s  not  uncommon  for  his  best  friend  to  have  her  day  dampened  by  her  pathetic  excuse  for  a  boyfriend,  unfortunately.  “you  haven’t  eaten,  have  you?”  he  asks,  already  assuming  a  negative  reply,  given  how  immersed  she  seemed  in  her  scripts  just  moments  ago.

head lifted to look up as figure approached, the familiar sound of his footsteps echoed the halls and the smell of his cologne filled her nostrils. a hint of a smile barely curled on full lips as she craned her head to see if it was elijah. " eli? " / @fadinglights.

[fromthedust]

GSU Perimeter College Visual Art Faculty Exhibit 2023

Laura Bell - CONGREGATE - wool felt, painted linen, hand beading, thread - 22"x 48"

Jiazi Yin - ABSENT FATHER - oil on canvas - 48"x 30"

Jiazi Yin - THE COLOR OF DEATH I - silkscreen on canvas - 48"x 30"

Sooyeon Kim - BRICK BY BRICK (A Teapot of Self-Discovery) - Lego parts - 16"x 14"x 6"

Sooyeon Kim - SWAN CUPS - porcelain with gold luster - 4½"x 5"x 5"

Lisa Alembik - EXPLOSION: LIFTED, THE SHAPING OF MEMORIES - charcoal, pastel, acrylic medium on canvas - 18"x 24"

Lisa Alembik - EXPLOSIONS: EVEN ETERNAL FLAMES GO OUT EVENTUALLY - charcoal, pastel, acrylic medium on canvas - 9½"x 26"

Lisa Alembik - EXPLOSION: LIFTED - charcoal, pastel, acrylic medium on canvas - 18"x 24"

Fernando Rochaix - CLARKSTON CROSSWALK PROJECT (FELICIA'S DESIGN) - photography

Fernando Rochaix - CLARKSTON CROSSWALK PROJECT (FELICIA) - photography

Fernando Rochaix - CLARKSTON CROSSWALK PROJECT (LYONS MIXING PAINT) - photography

Fernando Rochaix - CLARKSTON CROSSWALK PROJECT (CROSSWALK) - photography

Fernando Rochaix - CLARKSTON CROSSWALK PROJECT (ROLLER FRAMES) - photography

Val Koonce - KAI'S LULLABY - oil on masonite - 18"x 18"

Don Dougan - A DANCE AT RAINBOW'S END - slate, fused glass, dichroic glass, glazed stoneware, gold leaf - 13"12½"x 1½"

Don Dougan - SELE'NE: WARM NIGHT SEA - plaster, bronze powder, stoneware, sandblasted glass, gold leaf, wire, wood, paint - 11¾"x 13¼"x 3"

Don Dougan - THE LONG WAY HOME - handmade & handcast paper, brass, steel, metal leafing, sandblased glass, wood, pigment - 11"x 9"x 2¾"

Don Dougan - DRAWN AGAIN - cast bronze, sandblasted Virginia slate, dyed alabaster, colored pencil - 15¼"x 13¾"x 2½"

[durifmdarchived]

보라색.

@fmdsooyeon!

    he was a tad bit nervous, yet also excited. his compositons never really were out there. they were files that he kept to himself, things that he had written down. but, he had gotten the chance to show off a new skill that he was studying in his free time when he didn’t have things to do; on top of the fact that he was in the midst of learning english as well. but, that wasn’t important, what was important was the composing. but, nonetheless, it was exciting that he got to do; especially with and for sooyeon, a song that he was featuring on. he was basically beaming. 

they sat within the room, one of his favorite work rooms within bc entertainment. it would of been nice if was a home studio, but, duri was still working on getting a home studio set up within his home. he just couldn’t decide how to do it or what to do; but, he was working on it. his feet sat upon the chair, eyes looking upon the screens that were sat in front of the two, his lip sinking into his bottom lip. he was becoming familiar with the program really quickly, it was very close to what he usually uses on his home computer. once he knew all the buttons and where everything was, he was good to go. “are you ready?” he asked the smaller girl, looking upon her moments later. 

“where do you think we should start?” he asked, before his feet touch the ground, rolling over to the piano; his perferred instrument. “maybe we should try some different things out?” he suggested, eyes looking upon the keyboard piano. “something is telling me... create an opening beat with a piano... a piano that has a bit of a jazzy sound?”

[staronline]

*    ꕤ    . . .    @hour553​​    . . .

              “  you  know  ,  i’m  very  thankful  you’re  letting  me  stay  with  you  on  such  short  notice  but  my  god  you  keep  it  freezing  in  here.  ”

[lcveships]

with love (lee sooyeon), @wayhcme​

“so, are you going to dip on us again or what?” the girls are supposed to be gathered around as they’re in the middle of preparations for breakthrough, but it seems only jueun and sooyeon got the arrival time correct or they’ve been misinformed because it’s been the two of them lounging around for the past eight minutes or so. “because i really don’t want to be taking over your lines.” the you know i don’t sing is implied because she assumes sooyeon knows about it by now. hell, all of south korea probably knows about it by now other than her delusional fans.

[lovedcult]

*     (     @unlovcds​     /     liked  for  a  starter  💭     )

          “  god,  this  is  what  having  friends  is  like,  isn’t  it  ?  ”  

[fmdyenaarchive]

setting: sooyeon’s apartment, late january 2021 with: @sooyeonfmd​

"sooyeon babes! we're celebrating!" yena announced, kicking her shoes off at the door as she stepped inside her friend's apartment. holding up a bottle of champagne as she stepped into the friend's line of sight, she smiled broadly. "guess who landed her first lead role in a major tv drama." the enthusiasm was evident in her voice, a rare fact for yena. nothing about idol life seemed to genuinely excite her anymore, it hadn't for years. but acting? that was something she had found her passion in, something she could actually see herself doing for the foreseeable future.

"i got the call back an hour ago, came over here first thing." because if there was anyone that had always supported her, it was probably sooyeon, yena couldn't recall a time ever since she started training where the other girl hadn't been by her side. walking over to sooyeon's kitchen to pour them both a glass before letting herself fall down on the couch next to her, handing her the drink and draping her legs over her lap. "i think that calls for a drink no? we've earned it." holding her glass up to toast.

[fmdlyna]

setting: December 2017, hallways of an unspecified broadcasting station ( @fmdsooyeon )

Timid is not a word Lyna would have ever thought to use to describe herself before, and yet few are as fitting at the moment. Her scandal (the last of many that all stemmed from a single relationship) lies a year in the past and MCs have slowly stopped mentioning it every chance they get. It's still fresh in her memory, however. So she walks barefoot over shards of glass and hopes she won't get cut. It's a slow process, one tentative step at a time. (Will this one hurt? Will the next?)

But she's here. And today, the reason no one pays her any mind even backstage, where prying questions are easily excused as the well-intentioned 'worry' of a senior, is because they have found a new victim in WISH's Sooyeon, a girl still in her vulnerable teenage years. They're predators, targeting the young, the weakened, the wounded, and Lyna is angry.

She's returning from a quick trip to the bathroom when she happens upon Sooyeon, who one of the MCs seems to have cornered in the hallway. Lyna does not see the seniority. She does not see a hierarchy. She sees no well-intentioned soul. What Lyna sees is a middle-aged man standing too close to an evidently uncomfortable young girl. A minor. What Lyna sees is a predator, and reacts accordingly.

“Pardon me.” The honorifics she uses are negated by the cutting edge in her voice, too sharp to be socially acceptable. But who cares about that now? Nothing about this is acceptable. Her eyes have never looked colder, icy reflections of a disillusioned soul. “I think that's more than enough.”

The clicking of her heels against the floor is her war drum, its rhythm picking up the closer she gets. There is nothing timid about her anymore.

Lyna squeezes herself between the two, shielding Sooyeon from the man's gaze and subsequently forcing him to take a step back. Her lips part in a smile that does not reach her eyes. She hides knives behind her teeth and waits for him to give her a reason to use them. Try me.

[fmdsophie]

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: feel special mv filming || 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: mar 15 2020 || 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇: @fmdsooyeon​

comebacks are always an exciting thing. as much as she’s been doing this for almost five years, sophie still finds it in her to get excited about the possibility of releasing new music, of shooting a new music video, of offering new content for the fans. she enjoys the outcome almost as much as she enjoys the process – it’s inevitable for her to enjoy all the new clothes, the make up, the hair. sophie’s enjoyed being pampered and made to look good since she was a little girl and it’s not different now, as a grown up. being an idol makes it so that she has a lot of opportunities to look pretty, to have people take care of her, and that’s about half of the fun of comeback preparations.

if she thought they reached peak elegance with the fancy mv, sophie definitely wasn’t ready for everything involving the feel special one. as much as she sometimes misses their earlier concepts, she can’t lie and say she doesn’t enjoy the more mature looks. “ sooyeonie, ” sophie calls out for the maknae as she sees her getting ready, taking a seat next to the girl. “ are you going to shoot your solo parts now? you look so pretty, is that flower crown yours? ”

[jiaefmd]

/ ꜱɴᴀᴘ ꜱʜᴏᴏᴛ /

contains : two small girls ‘volunteer’ by carrying heavy coal around. with : @fmdsooyeon word # : 363

being on camera isn’t jiae’s favorite thing. it’s why she didn’t bother to volunteer in any capacity when they were casting for shared home. she wasn’t like soojin, she didn’t like to act. she wasn’t like sooyeon with her flourishing solo career. she was just jiae of wish, and she preferred it that way. anyone who knew her knew that she wasn’t one of those girls who had always dreamed of becoming an idol or famous by any means. she only did it to escape the family she had been born into. but it had all worked out for the best; overall she was happy with where she was and the people this industry had brought into her life. so when bc entertainment scheduled her for an appearance on the show, she didn’t complain. as usual, she did what they demanded asked of her, not a sarcastic comment in sight.

it’s easy at this point to flip the switch and become the jiae the public expects. she’s quieter, smiles more, and has mastered the cute, albeit fake, giggle. it’s even easier around sooyeon. over the years, all the girls had learned each other’s strengths and weaknesses, and how to support each other. it’s no doubt a part of the reason they had such success. they played well off of each other and this was no exception. this type of moment was a dream for the company and group: a selfless act of volunteering.

“ soo, these are heavy ! ” there was a look of disbelief on jiae’s face as she pretended to struggle slightly with the coal the two were carrying around. in reality, she considered herself pretty athletic and had little trouble carrying heavy things. “ it is nice to be able to get out like this and give back, though . ” there needed to be a counter so she didn’t sound too much like she was complaining. “ we should do this more often. then we can build muscle and help others ! ” the actual jiae was cringing on the inside at her own words. it was all carefully calculated to give the world the image of this sweet, perfect girl. far off from who she actually was.

[fmdhyejuarchive]

though hyeju was never involved with shared house herself, she felt like she was with how often she was either at the filming or she was involved with their activities. sbs decided it would be a great idea to bring minhee’s house members to her concert, and so she had to put on a smile and act like she was happy to have a bunch of cameras shoved at her face after finishing a concert. there were a few familiar faces that she genuinely was happy to see, but she could have taken a text message over this face-to-face act for the show. 

sneaking up to sooyeon from behind, she threw an arm around the younger female’s shoulder and pulled her in close for a tight hug. “did you come to see me?” batting her eyes for a few seconds, she released her into a more loose stance, trying her best to stay behind the cameras. the crew was busy filming minhee with some of the other cast members. she would have to appear in front of the cameras at one point or another, but that could wait.

@fmdsooyeon​

[martinecas]

→ for @heavnsque​ !

“ uh, hi. “ voice is quiet as he speaks, stepping into the office. “ i’m sejun -- the history curator from the museum downtown. i called earlier about the sculptures you had here. “ male peeks around, not seeing another soul in sight. he didn’t even know if sooyeon was here. “ we were interested in them for the opening of new greek exhibit. " 

[durifmdarchived]

@fmdsooyeon​!

     to be quite honest, things like this had always made duri rather uncomfortable. he wasn’t someone who was in the party scene, even in the slightest. it was something that he just seemingly didn’t fit into, especially because he wasn’t a drinker. in a society that was very much so into drinking and night life; duri really liked doing other things, like staying in to read a book and drink tea. or go out with friends to a karaoke bar or board game café. those were his staples of ‘night life.’

however, it was even clearer that he was more uncomfortable when suddenly people kept trying to push alcohol on him; something that he didn’t drink, didn’t want. all he really wanted was water, which probably wasn’t very surprising. however, his savior came in the form of a tiny blonde, who had seemingly snatched it right up. “oh!” he said, eyes looking. “thank you,” he said. it was foolish to say such a thing, but it felt better that it wasn’t being pushed towards him.

[fmdluna]

✧ starter for @fmdsooyeon​ !✧

“boo.” though the phrase is typically meant as a threat, her hushed tone suggests she’s being dar more playful than anything. that...and the fact that the majority of the dorm was sleeping. but on the way to get a drink before bed she’s ran into sooyeon, a familiar smile on her face as she nudges the fellow wish member with her arm. “got the same idea as me? i always crave juice at really weird hours of the night...is it hereditary?” following the small chuckle her voice grows silent, the only sound made being the sloshing of the drink around the cup. micha had to admit, she’d been feeling a little weird lately. nowadays everyone in the group was starting to develop a name for themselves, seperate schedules pulling them away from the unit they had always been. but there was one she was paticualrly worried to get lost in all the commotion if she didn’t pay enough attention.

so, casually in between sips, she let’s out a “hey, you okay?” just before the rim of the cup touches her lips. it’s not paticularly easy for micha to check up on others, but with sooyeon she felt compelled to seeing that they’d rarely had a heart to heart anytime recent. “not saying thay you don’t seem fine or - well...you kind of don’t, but i guess  that’s why i’m asking?” good one, micha. clear she wasn’t getting anywhere witht he mess of rambles, the girl sets the beverage down and sighs, this time meeting the younger’s eyes. “alright, alright, let me ask again...you okay?”

[doyoonid-blog]

sucker.

➡ a fateful encounter with @idsooyeon outside of 99′s many studios

it’s been too long since doyoon has seen her in person. the only run in he has with her nowadays are the times when he peruses through the numerous channels on the television, or when her name runs across the front page of naver. and he, surprisingly, does not think about her too often as he is preoccupied with his list of things that remain unchecked and overly backed up.

doyoon’s mind has managed to to convince himself that he has moved on — that both he and im sooyeon have. he is no longer affected by the digital pixels that gather to form her features, nor does he stop to linger for an extra second or two when he recognizes her on a magazine cover perched on a wire stand in a convenience store. those instances happened a few years back and doyoon, though very slowly, cut himself off from having any sentimentality towards im sooyeon.

but his heart did not, in any way, agree to subject itself to that kind of torture. it prefers a different kind of torture, and his head certainly has no place for the matters of the heart. so really, it does not come to him as too big of a surprise when he reacts in the way he does around her when he sees im sooyeon in the flesh — heart racing, gut coiling, and eyes automatically blurring out the unnecessary background to focus on her and her alone.

he smiles, small to keep his joy hidden but apparent enough to seem friendly.

“hello,” his greeting is soft enough to be carried away by a passing wind. he wonders if she could hear him, because he certainly can’t — not when he can feel his heartbeat increasing with each passing second. he decides to speak again. first, he fumbles around silently as to what he should say next. but he manages to get his words out.

“what are you doing here?” he asks. it’s such a mundane question with an obvious answer, but he would’ve said anything just so he can hear her voice; just so she can stay with him a second longer.