#time stamp: 15:46

[vanosslirious]

Vanoss: Were you guys turning off the shower?

Ms.Vixen: No, no, no...

[txtaetertots]

hopelessly devoted. — choi beomgyu x fem!reader

status COMPLETE (230619 - 240807)

cw/genre swearing, twt humor bc twt humor, banter, bullying, SLOW BURN, slice of life, romcom, probably gonna be corny hfdjjz, social media au w/ written parts, also pls ignore time stamps they're not important nor accurate lol

synopsis choi beomgyu has spent his entire senior year slacking off and causing mischief. but, due to his inattentiveness, his slacking off went too far and if he doesn't improve the grade in his literature class he'll guarantee himself a seat in summer school. yn has big dreams to be on stage and star on broadway. however, she needs to impress recruiters with one last production as the lead in order to earn herself a spot in a new york based school. when beomgyu's literature teacher makes him join their drama club for extra credit, their futures quickly become intertwined and dependent on each other.

featuring le sserafim members, hanni (newjeans), bahiyyih (kep1er), ocs, and mentions of others

taglist CLOSED

profiles four and a half girls, the nba (benchwarmers), others

note my first social media au on tumblr !! hopefully it's an enjoyable read :')) i have so many ideas for txt aus i can't wait to share them! i'm most excited to share this beomgyu one so i hope you all enjoy ♡︎ - yuri

Acts

01. report and block soobin

02. nyu decision day

03. second review

04. spring production (written+)

05. i'm sandy

06. auditions (written)

07. cast list from hell

08. wtf mr. kim (written)

09. welcome to hell

10. first read through

11. perfect harmony (written+)

12. it’s just a little infatuation

13. it’s just coffee

14. annoying friends (written+)

15. cruel and unusual punishment

16. the deal

17. shameless

18. very interesting

19. it comes so naturally

20. awfully close

21. please believe me

22. predicament

23. nopenopenope

24. i’ll kick you

25. it’s just a kiss (written+)

26. it’s called method acting

27. long time no talk

28. apology(?)

29. focus on me (written)

30. beomie

31. i never said that

32. yeonjun and soojung

33. soulmates

34. you’re the one that i want (written)

35. mixed feelings

36. everybody talks

37. yunjin’s plan

38. baby jungie

39. i don’t feel so good

40. you’re not who i thought you were

41. i’m not a bad guy

42. yeonjun and beomgyu

43. one last date

44. best friends and brothers

45. my love

46. we’re done

47. last day

48. the promposal (written)

49. the aftermath

50. beomgyu’s aftermath

51. friends night

52. hiyyih tells all

53. regroup new plan

54. please forgive me

55. the truth comes out

56. operation: save yeonjun

57. getting ready

58. opening night (written)

59. yeonjun’s aftermath

60. the decision

61. because of you

62. the last curtain call (written)

63. nyu tisch

64. make it count

65. best choice

66. will you help me?

67. dress shopping

68. prom (written)

69. scariest mission yet

70. we go together (written) [end]

Epilogues

summer travels | new york bound | happily ever after

© txtaetertots

[magicshopaholic]

Moving On (Namjoon x OC)

Summary: BTS performs in Amsterdam and Namjoon invites you to the afterparty.

Pairing: Namjoon x OC

Genre: Angst, smut

Word count: 8.2K

Rating: 18+

Warnings: language, angst, sex, nudity, making out, fingering, cumming, arguing,

A/N: Takes place a little over a month after Final Destination.

Tagging: @bbl32, @quarter-life-crisis2,  @margopinkerton, @faearchives,  @whoisbts, @purpleseoul7, @sumzysworld, @kflixnet (if you want to be added to the taglist, lmk)

Listen to: "where does the good go" by tegan and sara

namjoon masterlist | main masterlist

Joon [13:45] Did you get the email from Big Hit?

Kaya [13:50] Yes

Joon [13:51] The number at the end is their London office. They’ve been briefed already and have additional security available for all European locations.

Kaya [13:54] Okay

There’s a break in the chat here. Kaya stares at the time stamp, trying to picture him scrambling to find something else to say.

Joon [14:15] The company managed to track down the account that uploaded the video. Account has been taken down and they’ve sued for invasion of privacy.

Kaya [14:20] Okay 

Joon [14:22] They’ve also offered to add damages to the suit, in case we want that. Do you?

Kaya [14:25] Not really

Joon [14:26] Okay then

Another break. Kaya scans the time stamps again, even though she’s memorised it by now. She remembers the three dots indicating him typing, seeing them appear and disappear over and over again. 

Joon [14:40] How are you?

Kaya [14:45] Fine

Joon [14:46] How‘s work?

Kaya [14:48] Fine

Joon [14:50] Kaya I’m trying

Kaya [14:51] Class starting, got to go

He hadn’t responded and she hadn’t expected him to. Four days post break-up hadn’t been nearly long enough for her to let go of her anger but now, four weeks in, it’s only been replaced with an equal amount of sadness and longing.

Every conversation has been exactly this terse and abrupt, the last one being a week ago. It had appeared when she’d been teaching an elective class and it had taken every ounce of her will to not check it until the class ended. As it turned out, she couldn’t even think of a decent response to it.

“How can he possibly think of asking me this?” Kaya mutters, earphones in as she walks home. It’s dusk, a gorgeous time of the day, but she holds no appreciation for it right now.

“Wouldn’t it be worse if he didn’t ask?” Dilara asks reasonably. She’s in her car by the sound of it, a low hum audible of whichever fancy car of hers she’s decided to take out today.

Kaya swallows, pondering this. It might be, but it doesn’t address the problem she’s too embarrassed to voice out loud: it should be harder for him to ask. The thought that he might not be taking this break-up as hard as she is kills something inside of her, as if she’d misunderstood everything in the last three years. 

Her strategy to save herself from hearing the truth had been to distance herself from everyone, including Yoongi, who had texted her out of the blue one day to ask her if she was okay (she hadn’t responded); Seokjin, who seemed to skirt the topic altogether and sounded as though he was speaking to someone very sick; and especially Dilara, who Kaya knew would be the only one with the capacity to ask insightful questions that she herself was too afraid to.

“It’s just… strange,” is all she can manage. “He hopped on a flight, shot a few emails, came over and broke up with me and then went right back to his schedule, all in one day. And now he's inviting me to a party?"

“After-party, so it won’t be, like… crazy,” Dilara clarifies. “And the concert before it.” 

“I’m definitely not going to his concert.”

“Of course not,” she agrees breezily. “I wouldn’t expect you to. But the party… I mean, it’s a good thing, isn’t it? He doesn’t want you to be strangers.”

Kaya slows down as she approaches the river. She’s taken the long route home today - anything to prolong the commute before another night in her tainted apartment with memories on every surface.

“I don’t know if I want to see him.” I don’t know if I can. “He wants to see me, though, apparently,” she states after a moment.

Dilara doesn’t say anything for a few seconds. “I mean -“ She begins before pausing, then trying again. “I’m sure it’s going to be torture for him to see you. But even that’s better than not seeing you.”

Kaya doesn’t even realise she’d been holding her breath; she exhales as slowly as possible so as to not make a sound, both at Dilara’s words as well as her answering the unasked question.

She doesn’t respond immediately, though. Now that they’re down this route of addressing concerns she’s been harbouring in her heart for weeks, Kaya feels the rest of them on the verge of tumbling out of her mouth.

"You've seen him a bit these last couple of months,” she ventures, lowering her voice and leaning backwards against the railing overlooking the river. “Does it seem like he misses me at all?"

Dilara hums, a little too knowingly for Kaya’s liking. “Of course, he does. He’s not the most expressive when it comes to his feelings but aside from Tae last year, I don't think I've met a more miserable person."

Kaya waits for the swell of happiness or relief at this news, but all it brings with it is a new wave of anger and frustration.

“Thanks.”

"Look, speaking from experience, it's not easy seeing your ex after a difficult break-up,” says Dilara, sighing. “But sometimes you don't realise just how much you needed to see them until you see them, even if it's just to gain some closure."

Closure. It sounds… final. Kaya can’t picture it, being virtual strangers eventually, just bits of each other’s past. Ex-boyfriend, girl of his dreams, the one that got away. She hates all those words because they just don’t apply, not really. They can’t.

She closes her eyes and presses the heel of her palms into them to intercept the wetness forming, not caring that Dilara is still on the other end of the line. She and Namjoon had stood right here, years ago, living in the bliss of a new couple in fresh love. He’d brought her a bunch of tiny yellow flowers from the park, part-cheesy and part-genuine, eyes twinkling and dimples soft.

Kaya squeezes her eyes shut at the memory, terrified at how the edges of it are already blurring. 

“I don’t think I’ll go,” she murmurs, opening her eyes to stare at the ground. “I can’t.” 

“Are you sure?” Dilara sounds slightly surprised.

“Yeah. Two days from now is… it’s too soon. I’ll either cry or yell or… I don’t know. It’s too hard.”

“Oh.” She’s quiet for a few seconds. “Okay. If you’re sure. Let me know if you want to get together on Sunday,” she adds. “Brunch or something.”

“Yeah, sure. Thanks.”

—

The next day, Kaya is in the library again, grading papers and wishing she could go back to being a grad student who’s biggest problem was a pop quiz. She’s deliberately chosen a table at the back, away from where the students generally sit, which is why she looks up in surprise when someone comes to her table.

“H-hi, Kaya.” The student waves rests one hand on the back of an empty hair and waves hesitantly with the other.

“Um… hi.” Kaya tries not to frown too conspicuously, for she’s sure she knows this girl. 

Svetlana. Savannah. 

“Elena, right?”

“Yeah,” she answers with a nervous smile. “Um… are you busy?”

Kaya glances at the stacks of papers, books and laptop on the table. “Kind of, yeah.”

“Okay. Well… I just wanted to say hi.”

Kaya nods awkwardly and forces a small smile on her face. “Hi.”

Elena nods, tucking her hair behind her ears. She looks like she’s about to leave but at the last moment, sits down at the table. Kaya feels her smile fade for she really, really wants to be alone right now.

“How - how are things going?” She sounds nervous - extremely so. She seems to be fidgeting slightly and constantly touching her hair. 

“Great,” says Kaya shortly, going back to her paper and hoping she’ll take the hint. “You?”

“Not bad, overall. I guess. Classes are hard and mid-terms are coming up as well…” Elena trails off. “Any plans for the weekend?”

Trying not to sigh, Kaya shakes her head. “Not really. You?”

“Well… I’m going to a concert tomorrow,” she answers hurriedly, and it’s clear that she’s been waiting to divulge this information, oblivious to how Kaya’s heart stops. “It should be fun. Do - do you listen to BTS?”

An unexpected notification from this morning floats into her kind. BTS continues their Europe leg by arriving in Amsterdam, ready to kick off the summer in style!

“No,” she answers truthfully.

“Oh.” Elena is quiet for a moment. “They’re really… good.” 

There’s some awkward silence during which Kaya deliberately writes comments on the paper she’s grading, scratching the pen on the paper and wishing Elena would leave.

“It’ll be good to get out of campus. The people here are kind of intimidating. The parties are pretty wild, too,” she murmurs after a moment, sounding uncomfortable.

Kaya nods absently, uncharacteristically satisfied with the knowledge that she might be intimidating this unwanted guest. “Maybe you’re going to the wrong parties,” she offers.

Elena lets out a nervous laugh again. “Maybe. I never see you at them, though. There’s one, tonight, in the common room. Maybe you could come,” she suggests lightly. “Bring a friend or - or your boyfriend.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” she answers flatly, not looking up.

“You - oh.” There’s a note of surprise in her voice. “Oh,” she repeats, this time seemingly to herself. “Are you sure?” she blurts out.

Kaya’s eyes snap up to glare at her. “Pretty sure.”

Elena’s eyes widen. “Oh, of - of course,” she stutters. “Sorry, that - that was a stupid question. Sorry.” She swallows and looks at her lap.

Kaya closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, immediately feeling guilty for snapping at an innocent bystander in this situation. “Elena, I… I really need to get these papers done,” she tells her, her voice one of forced calm. “So…”

The blonde finally seems to understand and awkwardly stands up. “Okay. Um, see you around,” she says, tucking her hair behind her ear again. 

Kaya nods as she leaves, Namjoon’s invitation swimming in her mind tantalisingly. She can’t ignore it anymore, the fact that they’re in the same city, her city. If she’s not wrong, he’ll do the concert tomorrow night, the group will probably stay the night and depart by Sunday afternoon or evening and she will probably never see him again.

She attempts to continue grading the paper she was working on when Elena interrupted, but when she finds herself reading the same stupid sentence for the fourth time without retaining anything, she begins packing up, ready to head home.

—

Joon [18:42] Hope to see you there tonight

Kaya, with a loss as to how to respond to this, simply did not. She can’t imagine he would be texting her during his concert, but she also knows he has before, if the situation was urgent enough to demand it. 

She straightens the black dress against her hips and tilts her head at her reflection. It’s a simple dress, plain black, form-fitting and reaching below her knees, but it’s quite possibly the most gorgeous, sexiest dress she owns. 

If she and Namjoon were together, she would have worn it tonight with no hesitation because it would have driven him insane. After weeks of being apart, seeing her in this dress would have rendered him incapable of staying in work mode without dirty texts, flirty touches and eyes from across the room undressing her. Even now, with a bare face, her hair tied into a loose bun and no footwear, the dress is a game-changer.

She gives herself a few moments to imagine this paradise, one that might have come true tonight had she never told him about the break-in. Then, she silently unzips the dress and climbs out of the black fabric pooled around her feet. Tucking it back into her closet, she looks for something else.

Dilara [18:50] In case you change your mind, sharing the location here [Location]

Dilara’s text had come minutes after Namjoon’s, and Kaya has to imagine it was a genuine coincidence. Although she’d replied to neither, it was the second text that caused her to change her mind - that, and the lingering fear that if she didn’t go today, she didn’t know how either of them would be able to maneuver a situation to see each other again.

The concert should end in a little over an hour. Her phone pings again and she groans, for she doesn’t think she can take any more of their unsubtle attempts at convincing her to go tonight. It’s not Namjoon or Dilara, though, but Adam Fischer, her thirty-something thesis advisor, asking if she wants to discuss the coming week’s class schedule tonight.

Kaya shakes her head as she types out a reply (Sorry, I can’t tonight. Will set up a meeting for first thing Monday if that’s okay?), a little rueful. Namjoon heavily disliked Adam, despite having no concrete reason for doing so. He’d always suspected Adam of having feelings for her, even though Adam hadn’t said or done anything to make her think he might. Part of her wonders if she could somehow ditch the party for this meeting and still make sure that the news travelled to Namjoon through the grapevine (Dilara), and if that would still piss him off even now.

She immediately cringes at the pettiness of it, however, sending her reply to Adam and heading into the shower.

The party is at the rooftop restaurant of the hotel next to the concert venue, and presumably where BTS is staying while in Amsterdam. It isn’t as crowded as she was anticipating, although the music is fairly loud. It looks more like a fancy houseparty, and even a few seconds in, Kaya can spot a handful of vaguely famous people in attendance. She looks around for a familiar face, preferably Dilara or Yoongi or one of the younger boys, wishing she’d called ahead and trying not to think about the fact that in spite of not RSVP-ing, her name was on the guest list.

She takes another hesitant step in and audibly sighs when she spots Taehyung, who, for reasons best known to himself, has accessorised his outfit with an ascot. He seems to be in an animated conversation with Jungkook, while standing in between them and facing ahead, with loose curls tumbling down her shoulders and looking slightly bored, is…

“Kaya!”

Dilara’s mouth forms her name over the music as she brushes past her boyfriend and his friend and hurries towards Kaya, looking both happy and relieved to see her. “You look hot!” she exclaims when she reaches her.

“Oh -” Kaya looks down self-consciously; she’d settled for a straight strapless top and jeans, unable to justify dressing sexier without seeming like she was trying too hard for her ex-boyfriend. “Thanks. And you look…” She frowns slightly at Dilara’s mini-dress and go-go boots, with a slightly out-of-place gold ring hanging around her neck. “... like Daphne Blake.”

Dilara’s face visibly falls. “I look like a cartoon character?” she asks, wrinkling her nose.

“Well, a very pretty cartoon character,” she adds quickly. “Especially with the headband. But… why?”

She rolls her eyes. “Taehyung picked it - but I’m sure it’s not because of Daphne Blake.” Spotting Kaya’s confused expression, she shrugs sheepishly. “We got into an argument yesterday about who has better taste, so we decided to go shopping at The Nine Streets and pick each other’s outfits for tonight.”

Kaya raises her eyebrows, something seemingly clicking into place. “So the ascot is your doing?”

“M-hm.” She nods in satisfaction before her eyes widen. “Oh, hey! An ascot - like Fred!” She lets out a low whistle at this realisation and laughs, while Kaya nods knowingly, feeling the urge to smile for the first time in what feels like weeks. “Not planned but zero regrets. I wonder if Tae knows that - oh.”

Kaya cuts her off mid-sentence with a hug, suddenly immensely grateful for Dilara. She can’t remember the last time she’d let anyone into her life this much with the exception of Namjoon; but just maybe, when she’d been happy with him and her guard had been lowered, Dilara had slipped in without warning as well.

She tightens her arms around Kaya and rubs her back. “It’s good to see you, too,” she says, sounding part-surprised and part-delighted. “It’s been a while but I promise that we will still - oh, hey.” The change in tone is abrupt. “Incoming.”

By the way her voice immediately lowers, Kaya is sure she knows what Dilara is referring to. Her heart beating a mile a minute, she pulls away from the hug and turns as casually as she can.

Her first thought is that he looks thinner - visibly so. Well, he’s on tour, says a voice in her head but Kaya suspects that’s not the only reason, for he’d been on tour when he’d broken up with her as well.

His hair is a silvery blond, looking almost metallic; dressed simply in a black T-shirt and  jeans, he runs a hand through his hair so it falls gracefully around his face as he approaches her, his face unreadable.

“Hi,” he says, and it sounds like all the breath has been let out of him with just one word. He swallows and straightens his shoulders, a small smile appearing on his face, the dimple faintly visible. “It’s good to see you, Kaya.”

Kaya nods, unable to speak and overcome with a sudden urge to cry. “You, too,” she murmurs, glancing at the floor and blinking rapidly before looking back up at him, a bit defiantly.

“I’m glad you decided to come.”

She nods again, her chest twisting at how normal he sounds. He’s standing far away from her as well, as though to make it clear in every way possible that they’re not together. 

“Hope you had a good concert,” she ventures, recalling the grad student who’d accosted her yesterday, practically beside herself at attending a BTS concert. “Backstage must have been hectic.”

A flicker of something appears in his eyes for a moment, possibly with memories of backstage. Wishes of luck, last minute hugs, sweaty and passionate kisses fueled by adrenaline. But it disappears instantly and Kaya wonders if she imagined it.

“It was,” he answers, nodding. He slides his hands into his pockets smoothly, leaning back on his heels and his smile widening a little. “But worth it as always. The crew did well.”

Kaya doesn’t even bother nodding this time; all of a sudden, she regrets coming here tonight. Dilara has left, she just realises, and Namjoon is acting like they’re acquaintances at best, making her feel stupid and yet immensely grateful that she didn’t wear the sexy black dress.

At that moment, his eyes flicker to something behind her. “I’m sorry, I just need to go and say hi to a couple of people. But enjoy your night. It’s an open bar,” he adds, smiling and nodding politely before brushing past her and walking away.

Kaya doesn’t move; she doesn’t think she can. Something heavy feels like it’s settled on her chest, the weight of confusion, disbelief and crushing disappointment threatening to suffocate her. She has no idea what she’d been expecting; maybe arguing, fighting, crying together again - but not him not caring. Not this.

Namjoon continues walking in the opposite direction for as long as he can keep Kaya in his peripheral vision, both guilty and relieved when she doesn’t turn around. He doesn’t think he can look her in the eye if she does, witness the pain and hurt in her face that close.

He catches Seokjin’s eye and hurries over to him. Seokjin raises his eyebrows and seems to guess what might have transpired, ushering him over to the other end of the circular bar and out of Kaya’s line of sight.

“How did it go?”

Namjoon rests his palms on the bar and shakes his head, no words coming to him at the moment and feeling like he could throw up. He can’t fathom how he did it, how he stood there before her and didn’t immediately pull her to him, or break down and ask her to forgive him for doing the only thing he knew to do.

“Drink this.” Seokjin slides a glass to him and Namjoon takes it without hesitation, taking a huge gulp and waiting for it to sting his sinuses. 

“This is water,” he states hoarsely, frowning at the glass.

“Cold water,” corrects Seokjin. “It’ll help clear your head.”

Namjoon takes another sip and places the glass down, dropping his head into his hands. “I can’t do this. How do I tell her I can’t do this? How do I ask her to -“ But he breaks off here, his mind swimming with the sight of her bare shoulders and exposed collarbones, imagining how they would feel if he held her.

“Okay.” Seokjin exhales through his nose and pauses. “Look, I have to ask. You’ve seen the state she is in. And you’re…” He struggles for a moment “...like this. Are you absolutely sure you don’t want to ask her to get back -“

“No.” The answer is instant, although it’s partly a habit by now. As he does every time his mind tries to convince him otherwise, Namjoon forces the memory of her phone call to the forefront of his mind, the fear in her voice and  devastation on her face when he’d entered her apartment.

“But maybe this is -“

“No.” 

Seokjin is silent and Namjoon can tell that he doesn’t approve. Please don’t ask me again, hyung. He doesn’t know if he did the right thing by inviting her but he couldn’t imagine not doing it either, not being right here in her city, knowing she was so close that he could almost smell the coconut and vanilla in the air and still not see her in the flesh.

“If you’re sure,” says Seokjin at last. “If you are, then I guess you did well. Just… just be normal around her. Keep a normal distance, talk about normal things and…” He half-shrugs, sounding uncertain. “She’s smart. She’ll understand. If you’re sure you want to do this, then… she’ll get it.”

Normal. Namjoon knows what he means, but he wants to tell him that none of this is normal. Not touching her, not being honest with her, not being with her - none of it is normal. 

“She’s talking to Yoongi right now,” he adds, and Namjoon turns to see them near the stairs to the top floor. Kaya’s back is to him, her head lowered slightly and her thumbs hooked onto the back pockets of her jeans, the material hugging her hips and curving down her backside… He swallows and looks away.

“This is your chance,” says Seokjin. “Go and mingle. Let her see you moving on - even if you actually aren’t,” he clarifies quickly. “It won’t be pleasant but it might encourage her to do the same.”

Namjoon isn’t sure of the wisdom of this strategy but ever since the cause of his break-up had been revealed to the older members (and surely to Taehyung at least, by Dilara), he’d almost been relieved that he wouldn’t have to make every decision on his own.

He tries his best to navigate the party after that, making empty conversation with guests, using every bit of remaining energy and willpower to plaster a smile on his face. All the while, part of his attention is constantly on Kaya, registering her familiar figure alone at the bar as she nurses a beer, sometimes with Dilara. 

Be normal. Seokjin’s words start holding less and less meaning with every passing minute, especially when he spots Kaya having finished her drink and he’s struck with the sudden fear that she will leave the party. In an effort to be as normal as he can, Namjoon heads over to the bar where she’s scanning the life-size menu half-heartedly, arms folded across her chest.

“Like anything?” he asks humbly. Long Island Iced Tea or a Mai Tai - depends on the flavours. His heart jolts when she shoots him a doubtful look and doesn’t answer, almost as if she’s wary of talking to him. She leans over the bar and gives the bartender a smile that makes his heart drop, especially when he grins back.

“Komt de mai tai in mango?” she asks, half-pouting when he shakes his head. “Een biertje, alsjeblieft,” she says finally, taking her second beer and turning away from the bar.

Namjoon doesn’t remember ever feeling this distant from her. “I’m glad you came tonight,” he tries again, choosing to look at her even though she’s facing away.

Kaya nods, pursing her lips and looking ahead. “Yeah, you said that already.” But her voice trembles ever so slightly, or maybe he just knows her so well that he’s sure it’s not a case of her not wanting to look at him - she can’t look at him.

It’s all on him now. He started this; if there is any hope of them still staying in each other’s lives, it’s down to him to make it happen. 

“How’s your dissertation going?” he asks, hoping her work is a topic she might open up on.

She shrugs after a moment. “Off schedule,” she answers shortly. “A lot of variables hanging in the air.”

“Did you get into the research project you’d applied for?”

It’s momentary but it appears: the corner of her mouth tilts upwards. “Yeah,” she admits, finally looking at him, albeit hesitantly. “Guess I’ll have a lot more time to focus on it now,” she murmurs, the hint of a smile fading.

Namjoon’s heart sinks. She’s so angry with him; it’s palpable and not something he has ever been on the receiving end of. Her hand hangs by her side; his own itches to link his fingers with his, maybe tug her to him or lead her out of this stupid party where he can plead for her to just look at him.

“Well,” he says, then pauses. “I’m glad you could get the time off tonight. Must have been hard.”

“M-hm, not really.” She shakes her head. “Adam wanted to meet but I’ll probably catch up with him later,” she adds nonchalantly.

Namjoon nods, his hand tightening around his glass. He can’t tell if she’s trying to provoke him, for they do work closely; close enough that Adam’s intentions have always been a point of disagreement for them. He’d never been able to explain to her just how much he hated the way her advisor looked at her when she didn’t notice, how his hugs always lingered a moment too long or how he insisted on calling her late in the evenings to discuss work.

He’s distracted momentarily by Jungkook, who approaches them while bopping effortlessly to the music and stops in between them, turning to face in the same direction as Namjoon and Kaya. He’s definitely tipsy; the smile on his face is too big and he doesn’t seem to be reading the room at all.

“Dilara is a really good dancer, isn’t she?” he says loudly in English to no one in particular. Namjoon frowns and follows his gaze to see Dilara, Taehyung and Hoseok dancing, before turning back to look at Jungkook. On his other side, Kaya is also frowning at him, tilting her head curiously. Their eyes meet and she raises her eyebrows slightly.

Namjoon fights a smile as Kaya half-chuckles and looks away, his heart twisting with longing at how much he misses her. She looks so incredibly beautiful; his eyes sting when he realises that there’s absolutely nothing he can do about it.

“I’m gonna -“ He gestures vaguely and walks away in the opposite direction, desperate to be anywhere but around her before his resolve breaks.

The next half hour is a flurry of faces; Namjoon distracts himself with every single individual at the party, making small talk and exchanging unfunny jokes and hyper aware of Kaya occasionally glancing at him.

He knows, because he’s watching her, too, doing his best to make sure she doesn’t see him looking. He can’t even help it; it’s almost muscle memory at this point.

“Who are you looking at?” The woman he’s talking to asks him point-blank.

Namjoon flushes, realising he’d been staring at Kaya over her shoulder while she’d been speaking.

“No one,” he answers quickly. “Sorry.”

The twenty-something woman frowns curiously. “Are you sure? I’m not offended.”

“It’s… nothing.” He shakes his head and looks at the floor. 

“Ex-girlfriend?”

Ex. Not trusting himself to speak, Namjoon nods. 

“Hm.” She hums, somewhat sympathetically. “Bad break-up?”

“Pretty bad.”

“I’m sorry,” she says after a moment. “It’s never easy to be around an ex if it hasn’t ended well.”

“Yeah, well,” he says, desperate to change the topic. “All part of the process, right?”

“Right,” she says encouragingly. “Plus, once you’re past this phase, the one where you constantly want to die, you can begin the drink and eat and hook up as much as you want stage with no judgement.”

He chuckles politely, the prospect sounding horrendous. “Thanks. Feels good to laugh for real.”

She smiles wider and, before he knows it, leans forward and presses a kiss against his lips.

It takes Namjoon a couple of seconds of pure shock before he jumps backwards. “Whoa. What -“ His heart races uncomfortably. “What was that?”

“Sorry,” she says slowly, looking a little confused. “I thought… you wanted to make your ex jealous. Isn’t that where you were going with this?”

“No,” he clarifies immediately. “No. Absolutely not. I don’t want to - no.” In the midst of his minor crisis, he notes how the woman looks almost mortified.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to -”

“It’s fine,” he cuts her off, suddenly feeling horribly guilty. He looks up out of habit and sees, unmistakably, Kaya leaving the restaurant, her long dark hair and the shimmery dark blue of her top disappearing out the door.

—

The night has gotten chillier in the last couple of hours and the cool wind hits her bare shoulders the moment she steps out, but Kaya barely feels it. She’s not thinking right now; thinking is what’s got them here, thinking about everything and overthinking to the point of fleeing a restaurant.

“Kaya!” 

Her feet increase their pace automatically the same time her stomach flips, but he’s taller and faster and he reaches her before she can even reach the elevator.

“Kaya,” he repeats hurriedly, reaching and grabbing her elbow. “Wait, please. I’m sorry -”

“Why did you even invite me here?” she asks, cutting him off and turning around to face him. She’s so tired; she didn’t think break-ups could be this exhausting. “You’ve barely said anything to me. Was it to show me in person how you’re moving on? Because if that’s the case, then… message received.”

Namjoon shakes his head immediately; he looks exhausted as well, and Kaya is once again struck by how much thinner he is, overcome with a mixture of empathy and frustration at him. 

“That was not - I didn’t plan that,” he says, sighing. “I don’t even know who she is. She kissed me and it wasn’t… come on, does it look like I’m moving on?” he asks, raising his arms helplessly.

Kaya stares at him and then sighs, shaking her head. “Why did you invite me here?” she asks again, less defensive this time.

“Because I wanted to see you,” he says at once.

She stares at him. “Well, you’ve seen me,” she says, sniffing. “Can I go now?”

“Kaya…”

“What?”

Namjoon runs a hand through his hair, looking lost for words. “Please don’t -“ He breaks off abruptly before taking a step closer to her, his height both large and comforting. “I don’t want you to be sad. I’m sorry.”

Too late. “You’re not supposed to care how I feel. Not anymore.”

He lets out a humourless chuckle. “What?”

“We’re over.” She can hear the tremble in her voice as she crosses her arms across her chest again. “You said it yourself. You’re not supposed to care how I feel.”

“Really?” He narrows his eyes at her. “You think this break-up had anything to do with how I feel about you? You know as I do that it didn’t.” When she doesn’t answer, he sighs. “I did this because I care.”

“If you say so.”

He pokes his tongue into his cheek. “Are you deliberately trying to provoke me or something?”

“Provoke you into what?” she blurts out. “What - what is that you want, exactly? What do you want us to do? Just circle around in each other’s orbits for the rest of our lives, while still being - while still feeling the way we do?” she asks, avoiding her almost-slip of tongue. “We’re just supposed to stay not be together and still stay in each other’s lives? What - what do you want?”

Namjoon opens his mouth but falls silent; it’s clear he hasn’t thought that far ahead - or he can’t say it out loud. “I want…” He begins, before pausing and starting again. “I want… you to be happy,” he says eventually. “And safe.” 

She scoffs and he bristles. 

“I’m serious. I -” He breaks off when someone exits the restaurant, his gaze following them until they’re out of sight before he turns back to her. “This is hard for me, too, you know? Why is it so hard for you to believe I might want you to be happy?”

Kaya exhales but doesn’t answer, because it isn’t hard to believe, not even a little bit. It’s unfortunately the most believable thing he’s ever said to her which means she can’t even fight it.

“How?” she asks finally. “By moving on, like you were pretending to do?”

Namjoon bites his lip and his eyes glaze over, and she knows he’s picturing it. His eyes fall to the floor but he nods slowly anyway. “Yeah, I guess. As long as I don’t have to watch it,” he adds in a mutter.

It’s really over. Kaya feels her eyes well up. “Fine,” she answers quietly. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go find someone to move on with tonight.” She turns to leave but feels him stop her again. “What?” she snarls.

“Kaya, I -” The lift opens and a handful of people tumble out, holding merchandise and talking loudly. Namjoon’s eyes widen and he immediately grabs her arms and walks her back into a corner, just as the group turns into their corridor and towards the restaurant.

“What are you -”

But the second lift opens just then and they hear the sound of a second group of voices. Namjoon swears under his breath and pushes open a door behind her, walking her back further into the tiny dark room and letting the door swing shut behind him.

“What is wrong with -“

“It’s press,” he hisses, and she falls silent.

He peers out into the corridor through the small window in the door; there’s no light except for the bit through the window and from a skylight in the ceiling. Kaya can smell something vaguely citric that she decides is floor cleaner; they are in a janitor’s closet.

She and Namjoon are frozen in place, his hands still on her arms and hers on his torso to keep from losing her balance. It’s been a long time since they’ve been this close; it takes Kaya a few seconds to realise that the voices outside have disappeared, but he still hasn’t moved away.

Almost as if he’s subconsciously heard her, his thumbs stroke her arm once. The simple touch makes all the anger crumble away for a moment, especially now that it’s just them with the rest of the world shut outside. Kaya hesitates for a moment, then gently rests her forehead on his shoulder. Namjoon stiffens but a moment later, she feels his fingers tighten above her elbows, followed by him loosely enveloping her in his arms.

It seems cruel, almost, that the target of her anger and source of her comfort lie in the same person. It isn’t even a hug; it’s a moment of weakness at best, borne from his almost subconscious need to protect her. For the first time, Kaya wonders if she’s being unfair to him.

Resisting the temptation to wrap her arms around his waist, she steps away from him with difficulty, her back touching the wall. His arms fall from around her reluctantly, his expression resigned. It’s dark but she can see him more clearly than she has all night.

“This is a terrible idea,” she murmurs, echoing her words from a month ago. “The worst you’ve ever had.”

Namjoon exhales shakily but doesn’t argue. “I meant everything I said in that note,” he says, not even trying to hide the tremble in his voice anymore. “And I really do want you to be happy.”

The note. The one he’d kept on her bedside table when he’d left her apartment while she slept, the only thing of his that was left when she’d awoken, naked and alone. She’d only had the strength to read it once before she’d broken down and tucked it deep into her drawer, knowing the words would be etched in her memory.

“You know what will make me happy,” she whispers, looking at the ground. She feels him come closer to her, one hand hovering by her side as though unable to decide if she’d want her to touch him. 

He finally rests it lightly on her waist, moving it slightly upward as she looks up at him, her heart twisting at how he’s unable to meet her eyes. She places her hands on his face, thinking vaguely how much she misses seeing his dimple.

“Joon,” she whispers, waiting for him to nod once. “Look at me.”

Namjoon visibly swallows, gaze still fallen. “Kaya, I…”

“No,” she interrupts him. “Look at me.”

With what seems like an enormous effort, he meets her eyes. This is hard for me too, you know? 

She knows. Kaya strokes his cheekbones with her thumbs, her touch feather-light. “Kiss me,” she whispers. She touches her forehead to his and closes her eyes, hoping he’ll give in, for she can’t go further than this. 

His hand tightens around her waist, pressing her into the wall. Their lips brush momentarily and he shivers.

“Do it,” she urges, her voice barely audible now. “Kiss me.”

She feels his lips before she even registers him moving against her and she leans into it, feeling like she can breathe for the first time in weeks. Come back to me, she thinks desperately. Come back to where you belong.

It’s like he can hear her. Namjoon pulls away, one hand on the wall beside her face for support, the other holding her.

“Fuck,” he whispers, and it sends a jolt of anticipation through her heart. “I love you, Kaya,” he adds, voice full of emotion. Kaya nods, unable to speak, wishing he would meet her eyes. He moves his hands to her face and touches his forehead to hers again, swallowing.

Look at me.

But he doesn’t. “But you have no idea,” he continues, every word sounding like it's costing him effort, “how I felt when you called me that night. The things that went through my mind…” He sniffs, and Kaya’s heart sinks. “I can’t let that happen again baby. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…”

She can feel her face start to contort and she drops her hands from his shoulders, for she knows this part by heart. “Goodbye, Namjoon,” she mutters thickly, sliding out from between him and the wall. She pushes open the door and hurries out, leaving him behind.

—

When she hears the knock on her front door the next morning, Kaya is just about to step into the shower. She freezes and sighs, for she really, really needs this shower. She considers ignoring it but the knock sounds again and she groans, abandoning the activity of tying up her hair and letting it fall loose instead. 

Grabbing the old, threadbare robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door, she pulls it around herself and shuffles to the front door. She peers through the peephole and her heart stops for a moment, but she steels herself and opens the door.

Namjoon stands before her, hands in his pockets and shoulders slightly hunched. “Hey. I just wanted to - oh, God,” he switches abruptly, his expression changing from vaguely apologetic to shocked, and he slips inside the apartment.

“What?” Kaya asks, taken off guard and stumbling backwards.

“You really opened the door wearing that?” he hisses, shutting the door behind him. “I could’ve been anyone!”

“I knew it was you,” she argues, tightening the belt around her waist and realising, for the first time, how short the robe is. But she isn’t about to admit that to him, especially not when he’s turned up unannounced and decided to begin his visit by berating her. She folds her arms across her chest. “What do you want, Namjoon?”

He hesitates, almost as though he’s just noticing how displeased she is. “Sorry,” he mutters, looking a bit ashamed. “I didn’t mean to… anyway,” he says quickly, wringing his hands and slipping them back in his pockets. “How are you?”

Kaya shrugs suspiciously. He looks remarkably different from where she’d left him last night, almost breaking down and apologising to her. Right now, he seems almost… calm. She can almost imagine that last night had been a slip-up of emotion, possibly due to tiredness and an open bar, whereas in the light of day, he’s back to being the responsible ex who’s fulfilling his obligations by checking up on her each day.

“I’m great.”

He nods after a moment, clearly not believing her. “Well, I came here because…” He sighs and a glimmer of last night’s emotion appears on his face. “I thought about what you said last night. And you were right.”

The jolt in her stomach is almost painful, but Kaya hangs on. If he was talking about what she thinks he is, he would be delivering it far more differently.

“We can’t keep doing this. I can’t expect you to keep doing this,” he adds. “Staying in this limbo, not knowing…” He bites his lip and lowers his gaze, removing his hands from his pockets. “You have every right to move on. I want you to - to be happy.”

Kaya licks her lips slowly. “This,” she says coldly, “could’ve been a text.”

“I didn’t want to leave things the way they were last night,” he tells her, his voice softer. “You’re, uh…” His voice breaks off for a moment. “You’re the love of my life. And we were together for a long time and I… I loved every moment of it. I just want to say goodbye the right way.”

Her throat hurts holding back the rush of emotion that threatens to overwhelm her. 

“Are you sure?” She can’t resist asking, in a whisper. When he nods and lowers his eyes, she feels the heavy, heavy anchor of acceptance settle in her stomach. 

Namjoon hesitantly reaches out with one hand but when she gives him a look, he nods and steps forward, and they meet in their last hug, three and a half years after their first last hug in her apartment.

Kaya hugs him tight, no longer caring about hiding how she feels. There isn’t enough time to try and memorise everything so she doesn’t even try; she just goes higher on her toes and presses her nose into his shoulder, revelling in his scent one last time.

Namjoon doesn’t seem to be doing much better. He’s holding her tight, so tight that it doesn’t seem like he’s ever intending on letting her go. His face is in her hair and his arms stroke her back in small movements, his go-to movement to comfort her since they met.

Just a few more seconds. The sensations increase now; the feel of his shoulders, his chest touching hers - and she’s suddenly conscious of the thin robe being the only thing separating her naked body from him.

At the same time, his hands move to her waist - out of habit, she knows, but she can’t help but be extremely aware of it. His hand stops just above the curve of her hips, quickly and abruptly. 

Her mouth feels dry, but her legs press together. Then, as though he can read her mind and the direction her thoughts are invariably leading in, against her hip, she can feel his body react.

She lets out a soft gasp and feels his body stiffen around her. This is goodbye, a voice reminds her, urging her brain to focus on the matter at hand. But it’s slipping - fading, almost, as a physical urge struggles for dominance. 

Her lips brush his neck as she pulls away - she has to pull away - but it doesn’t matter in the end because somewhere along the way his lips find hers and all thought disappears, replaced by touch, feel and hunger.

Namjoon sighs into her mouth like he’s breathing for the first time, pulling her close. Her robe starts to loosen and he tugs at the belt, groaning when his hands touch her bare skin.

“Fuck, are you really not wearing anything under this?” he murmurs, his voice so low and reverberating so deep inside her that she shivers.

The robe is off; it’s cool and sudden air, a moment where his hands fall from her waist and then their back but this time, it’s skin against skin. It’s lips and sighs and tight grips, the feel of denim, her fingers moving out of habit as they unbutton and unzip - and then there’s pride and relief when she feels his desire for her, still the same as ever, no matter his words.

There’s something solid against her back; somewhere, dimly, her mind registers that her dining table is rickety and has her laptop on it, and then she’s leaning forward and he’s behind her and his chest is against her back and he wants her just as much as he wants him.

“Are you -“

“I’m still on birth control,” she confirms tightly, the next moment feeling his fingers on her hips and then he’s inside her again, after so long. She could almost sob at how good it feels, how right, the lips on her shoulder and his scent and touch.

But it’s over too soon. She gasps and falls forward, her ears ringing and heart hurting at the same time as her heart races. He’s getting close, too; she tries to memorise it now, the exact moment, but then he pulls out. It’s sudden, the emptiness, but the next moment, she feels wetness on her back.

It takes around ten seconds, ten seconds when she’s frozen before she finally hears him sigh and take a step away. A moment later, she reaches across the table and pulls the tissue box towards her, reaching behind and wiping her back.

Kaya turns slightly to see him pulling on his T-shirt, jeans buttoned already. She picks up her robe and pulls it on hurriedly, suddenly not wanting to be naked for even another microsecond in front of him.

Something feels wrong. It’s not the first time he’s finished on her; he’s done it before, on explicit request and without, none of which ever made her feel… like this. Self-conscious. Bare.

Namjoon clears his throat. “I -“ He meets her eyes, still panting slightly. “I still want to… do this right,” he says, sounding almost formal. “Goodbye, Kaya.” 

He starts to take a step forward but pauses. “Maybe we shouldn’t hug,” he murmurs, offering her a small smile. Kaya watches as he hesitantly offers her a hand.

This is goodbye. Kaya can’t remember ever feeling this uncomfortable around him. The momentary loss of her sense of reason feels like it’s returned in full form, and she tightens the robe around her. She starts to reach for his hand but then stops.

“This is what you meant?” she asks quietly. “When you said you wanted to do it the right way? You wanted to see if you could squeeze in one last fuck before you closed this out like a business meeting?”

“What?” Namjoon’s eyes widen. “No! I didn’t - I didn’t want that to happen! I mean - you know that’s not what I meant,” he adds quickly. “I didn’t plan this. You and I both -“

“You planned our break-up and I had no idea,” she cuts him off, the shame and embarrassment creeping up her throat. “I really don’t know anymore.”

He scoffs, but his eyes flicker like he’s been stung. “Is that what you think of me? We were both here, Kaya. It wasn’t just me - you wanted this just as much as I -“

“I slept with Adam.” 

Namjoon freezes. He swallows and his eyes flicker again, rapidly this time. “You’re lying,” he whispers.

Kaya shrugs, holding his gaze with every last bit of willpower in her. “You were the one who told me to move on last night,” she reminds him, watching his expression crumble and doing nothing to stop it.

After what feels like several minutes, or maybe even hours, Namjoon nods slowly. Then, without another word, he turns around and opens the door, walking out of her life and shutting the door behind him.

—

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[wtslpod]

We don't want to brag, but this might be our highest level episode of the podcast yet. Rings of Power 2x06 "Where is He?" still has us thinking of analysis we want to add. But it's good we can't, because this episode is almost 2 hours long!��Discussion preview above, and time stamps below the cut.

As usual, we're talking most about Númenor. We examine the beautiful tension expressed between Eärien, Elendil, and Míriel, as well as the implications of the Sea Trial for our beloved Queen of the Sea. Kat also gives a detailed thematic read of "The Mariner's Wife" from The Unfinished Tales, connecting Aldarion and Erendis' story to the conflicts we're seeing in Númenor. 

Then we gush about Disa and Durin. Wren gets super meta too, analyzing the big picture POV choices the writers are making, and introducing what she calls the "TROP as LeGuinian Tolkien" theory, discussing what Rings of Power understands about Frodo and Gollum. 

Listen through for some slick beats and fresh takes, wherever you get your podcasts.

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Time Stamps: 

00:00 - Intro, Visual Feasts, and Musical Moments 

12:18 - Sauron's Design (Beat) 

12:56 - Wonders of the World 

23:38 - Númenor Lo-Fi (Beat) 

24:25 - POV Character Breakdown Part One 

36:29 - "The Mariner's Wife" Thematic Read 

43:33 - Discussion of Eärien and Elendil 

49:52 - Discussion of Míriel  

52:57 - Discussion of Disa and Durin 

56:38 - Galadriel's Theme (Beat) 

57:20 - Discussion of Galadriel and Adar 

1:03:26 - POV Character Breakdown Part Two 

1:10:20 - Performance Awards

1:13:51 - Dialogue Dialogue 

1:15:44 - Critique of the Week 

1:19:20 - Sauron's Design 2 (Beat) 

1:20:06 - Themes 

1:22:48 - "LeGuinian Tolkien" and Discussion of Annatar and Celebrimbor 

1:33:46 - Questions and Speculations

[rishiguro]

EVANESCENT; MASTERLIST

evanescent (/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/) — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”

—an iwaizumi hajime x reader series

GENRE: angst. some fluff and crack to lighten the mood.

WARNINGS: tragedy. major character death. discussions about (terminal) illnesses, death, medical terms, pancreatic cancer and copd. hospitals. language (swearing and suggestive). jokes about illnesses and death. passive suicidal ideation. pet names and insults. atsumu gets bullied (but tbh they all bully each other). mention and consumption of alcohol.

TAGLIST: open. comment to be added — dni rules apply

NOTE: please notify me if any information provided in the info posts (at the bottom) is inaccurate. i‘m no medical professional. this is pure fiction and not based on any real events or people. time stamps are not random.

DISCLAIMER: haikyu!! characters are owned by haruichi furudate. any pictures used are not mine and are there for inspiration only.

INFO: mix of smau and written content. chapters with “✎﹏” include written content. currently replacing the images in chapters 28-43 -> please read the psa on dark & light mode use.

TEASER

INTRODUCTION

(y/n)‘s group | iwaizumi‘s group

CHAPTERS

01; the hot stranger

02; “i didn’t miss this”

03; vending machines ✎﹏

04; dms

05; “absolutely not”

06; date

07; “boyfriend???” ✎﹏

08; rain check

09; apologies ✎﹏

10; “definitely more than friends”

11; “it’s not like i’m dying”

12; visit ✎﹏

13; communication

14; “you look like shit”✎﹏

15; surgery

16; “who are you?” ✎﹏

17; kyoutani kentaro

18; “so who are they?” ✎﹏

19; new steps

20; “wdym he isn’t your boyfriend?”

21; comfort ✎﹏

22; exams

23; “finally”

24; date ✎﹏

25; “totally not your boyfriend”

26; results

27; good news ✎﹏

28; adulting

29; “how’s life?”

30; “allergic to doctors”

31; collapse ✎﹏

32; “i screwed up” ✎﹏

33; back to business

34; “being an adult really sucks”

35; not the full truth

36; love ✎﹏

37; welcome home

38; “i should have a private room”

39; “he doesn’t know?”

40; stage iv ✎﹏

41; “fancy add-ons”

42; daily life

43; bad jokes ✎﹏

44; “brownies? or cookies?”

45; overwhelmed ✎﹏

46; no contact

47; “i’m scared” ✎﹏

48; pinky promise ✎﹏

49; “this is boring”

50; special

51; transferred ✎﹏

52; helpless

53; “wait, you’re going to die?” ✎﹏

54; “i don’t want to talk about it”

55; “i’m not letting you do this alone” ✎﹏

56; tired ✎﹏

57; best friend

58; assistance ✎﹏

59; “i don’t want to die” ✎﹏

60; “since when are nurses hot?”

61; friendship

62; “see you tomorrow”

63; “what?” ✎﹏

64; “i need you”

65; denial

66; visit ✎﹏

67; evanescent

THE END

EXTRAS

about copd | about pancreatic cancer

playlist

STATUS: ongoing. irregular updates.

[simpingforcys]

Fuck it, King Candy/Turbo movie time stamps (According to Disney+)

First "Going Turbo" mention: 6:06

First King Candy Graffiti: 7:16

Second "Going Turbo" mention: 23:38

First Turbo Graffiti: 32:33

First King Candy appearance: 33:46

Castle Interrogation Scene: 37:38

Third "Going Turbo" mention: 38:27

Fourth "Going Turbo" mention: 45:31

Turbo Flashback: 45:36

Kart Bakery Scene: 52:04

Castle/Manipulating Code: 59:00

Ralph/King Candy Talk: 1:03:15

Deleting Vanellope's Code: 1:12:19

Final Race: 1:16:17

Turbo Reveal: 1:20:57

First Death: 1:21:50

King Candybug: 1:24:00

Second Death: 1:26:52

End Credits Cameo: 1:34:49

[airenyah]

bad buddy music in 23.5 degrees: ep1

(ep2 | ep3 | ep4 | ep5 | ep6 | ep7 | ep8 | ep9 | ep10 | ep11 | ep12)

in episode 1 of 23.5 degrees there were a total of six (6) pieces of royalty free music that have been featured on bad buddy too:

1. first morning – lalo brickman

bad buddy timestamps:

ep12 pt1 - 10:50

ep12 pt2 - 9:20

23.5 degrees timestamps:

ep1 pt3 - 4:49

ep1 pt4 - 6:59

2. fragmentarium – anders schill paulsen

bad buddy timestamps:

ep6 pt2 - 5:45

ep11 pt3 - 12:07

ep11 pt4 - 8:30

ep12 pt2 - 1:55

ep12 pt4 - 6:02

23.5 degrees timestamps:

ep1 pt4 - 6:02

ep9 pt1 - 1:50

3. meet cute – clarence reed

bad buddy timestamps:

ep4 pt3 - 0:19 / 9:00

ep5 pt1 - 4:34

ep7 pt1 - 3:46

ep8 pt1 - 11:20

23.5 degrees timestamps:

ep1 pt1 - 2:06

ep2 pt4 - 4:13

ep4 pt4 - 0:42

ep11 pt2 - 3:45

4. moonshiner’s turn – martin landström

bad buddy timestamps:

ep1 pt4 - 1:16

23.5 degrees time stamps:

ep1 pt4 - 1:28

ep7 pt2 - 5:28

ep8 pt4 - 6:42

ep12 pt1 - 13:20

ep12 pt4 - 4:40

5. retro today – alexandra woodward

bad buddy timestamps:

ep1 pt2 - 6:49

ep7 pt1 - 3:08

23.5 degrees timestamps:

ep1 pt2 - 4:16

ep3 pt1 - 3:11

ep3 pt2 - 15:10

ep8 pt1 - 10:16

6. someone i’ll never be – the grateful 7

bad buddy timestamps:

ep2 pt3 - 2:17

ep5 pt1 - 5:55

ep12 pt3 - 11:30

23.5 degrees timestamps:

ep1 pt1 - 9:08

ep8 pt2 - 6:32

[taekooktimeline]

October 20, 2023 -

Tae goes live at 3am in Korea. He plays a few songs, then abruptly sits up and says he’s suddenly thinking of “Jungkookie” (he was in Japan for a Calvin Klein event).

He then puts on Jungkook’s cover of “To Find You” by Sing Street, saying “I suddenly want to listen to Jungkookie’s … there’s a song Jungkookie ALWAYS sings to / for me.”

Timestamp 4:23

Video snippet -

https://x.com/mybwits/status/1715060947285602542?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/yourstrulytkk/status/1715061619380678857?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

It should be noted that translations vary if he says “Jungkookie” sings it “to” him or “for” him, but honestly, I’m not hung up on this because it’s a powerful truth bomb either way. It’s a beautiful song, and this moment highlights another instance of how Taekook share music with each other, and also is another glimpse of us getting to see how romantic they are towards one another. Jungkook ALWAYS sings this romantic song to Tae, or for Tae.

Some translations -

The version of “To Find You” that Tae plays is the cover Jungkook sang on his February 28, 2023 live. In that live, Jk had said during the halfway point of the song, “Isn’t this nice?” which can be heard in the version Tae plays. He starts the song and sings along to Jungkook’s voice. He makes cute faces to reciprocate when Jk asks in his live, “Isn't this so nice?” and he cutely agrees with him, shutting his eyes and saying “Hmm” as he nods in agreement.

Timestamp 5:19

Snippet of Tae responding to Jk’s question to ARMY during his live in February 2023 - https://x.com/taekookalbum/status/1715064081567146386?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://www.instagram.com/p/Cylz3SoN_Ma/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

The lyrics of “To Find You”(super sweet, super romantic)-

Jungkook covered this song multiple times during his February 28, 2023, live, singing it for over ten minutes to ensure it was perfect. What’s also interesting to remember is this is the same day his IG was deleted. These events seem significant. The theories proposed by many are now more plausible/ believable in the light of the new revelation by Tae, which is that Jk sang the whole song for Tae during the live. Despite getting interrupted he ensured that he completed the song, as if he knew that Tae was in the audience and he was singing it for him. Based on the analogy of the song being about a protagonist’s determination and commitment to their journey, and how it’s special to Taekook - Tae suddenly thinking of the song and sharing how Jungkookie always sings it to/for him, and quickly pulling up Jk’s Weverse live February 2023 cover, which is clearly saved on his computer, and since he played it months after the live when Jk was out of town - all of this clearly shows that the song holds special meaning to them. This was the version Tae wanted to listen to and play for us. He has fond memories attached to the song, and it must remind him of Jk, whose presence he missed. I’ve covered JK’s February 2023 live extensively below because this song is essential to Taekook.

Jk shares it’s a song he’s heard “a long time ago” but heard it recently and wanted to sing it -

timestamp 8:21 (when Jk first mentions the song), timestamp 9:09 (when he first starts the song)

The doorbell rings and Jk pauses singing to check who it is, before announcing he doesn’t answer the door for someone he doesn’t know (timestamp 10:27). He then starts the song over (timestamp 10:49).

But as he sings he shakes his head and says twice that the vibe should be heavier (timestamps 13:04 and 14:15).

He starts the song over again (timestamp 14:51). The final version is the one we hear in Tae’s live, as this is the take where Jk turns to the camera and asks viewers, “Isn’t this so nice?”

Time stamp 15:30, song ends around 18:00 - total time mentioning / singing this song is 10 mins, and the live total is 28:26

Jk covering the song snippet -

https://x.com/smol_kia/status/1715061960025485387?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Tae’s October 20, 2023, Weverse live - https://weverse.io/bts/live/3-137344598

Jk’s February 28, 2023, Weverse live -

https://m.weverse.io/bts/live/2-114998351

[casual-video-transcripts]

"Triple Frontier - Movie Snacks" by Triple Frontier Facebook

Original captions by Triple Frontier (Official Facebook Channel)

Edited and Time-stamped transcript by @ casual-video-transcripts is under the cut

[0:00] [Text on screen: MOVIE SNACKS]

[0:01] [Text on screen: EATING]

[0:02] [Text on screen: MOVIE SNACKS]

[0:03] [Text on screen: WITH THE CAST OF]

[0:04] [Text on screen: TRIPLE FRONTIER]

[0:05] [Text on screen: BRAZILIAN BREAD]

[0:06] [Text on screen: BRAZIL]

[0:06] Charlie Hunnam: Pass the smell test?

[0:07] Oscar Isaac: They’re really good when they’re a little warm.

[0:09] [Text on screen: CHILLY MANGO]

[0:10] [Text on screen: MEXICO]

[0:10] Charlie: What is this?

[0:11] Garrett Hedlund: Did you go for it?

[0:12] Oscar: Goat tongue.

[0:13] Charlie: Woah.

[0:14] Ben Affleck: It’s got a weird like 

[0:15] sweet and 

[0:17] peppery thing or something.

[0:18] I don’t know.

[0:19] Oscar: What a refined palette.

[0:20] [Pedro laughs and falls backwards onto Oscar’s shoulder.]

[0:20] [Text on screen: NOODLE SNACK]

[0:22] [Text on screen: MALAYSIA]

[0:23] Charlie: Do you just eat like this?

[0:24] I don’t need any water?

[0:25] Oscar: Do you want this?

[0:26] Ben: It does taste like 

[0:27] with hot water.

[0:27] Garrett: Quite the trickers.

[0:29] [Text on screen: STROOPWAFEL]

[0:30] [Text on screen: NETHERLANDS]

[0:31] Garrett: How long do we get to do this for?

[0:32] [Oscar wheezing out a laugh.]

[0:33] [Text on screen: SAMOSA]

[0:34] [Text on screen: INDIA]

[0:35] Charlie: That is a good samosa!

[0:36] Pedro Pascal: Yeah it is good.

[0:38] Ben: I’m eating it. I’m eating it.

[0:39] Pedro: This is good.

[0:40] [Text on screen: COCONUT RICE]

[0:40] [Text on screen: THAILAND]

[0:42] Charlie: Oh now we’re talking.

[0:43] A little coconut rice.

[0:44] Pedro: I just want to say that

[0:45] I’ve tried all of these before.

[0:46] [Oscar shoves a spoon full of coconut rice in Pedro's mouth.]

[0:47] [Ding.]

[0:48] Pedro: Well that was fun.

[0:50] Don’t forget to check out 

[0:51] Triple Frontier on Netflix.

[0:53] [Text on screen: TRIPLE FRONTIER ONLY ON NETFLIX]

[0:54] Pedro: I’m not cleaning any of those tasty snacks up.

End of transcript

Video Description: Snacks on Snacks.

Disclaimer: None of the videos I transcribe belong to me. They belong to the content creators and the crew behind the videos. Please keep in mind that my transcripts may not be 100% as I am not a professional. I'm just someone who wants to provide video transcripts for people to understand and enjoy these videos. For this video, I focused the speaker and the on-screen text.

If there are any corrections you would like me to make, let me know in the comment section of the post or through my ask box.

If you like this video or any other videos from the Triple Frontier Facebook page, feel free to check them out in the link above.

Personal Notes: Yep, I'm back!

I was trying to find an official one where Garrett did the closing where he called the movie, "The Triple Frontier", instead. I couldn't find it besides this compilation video made by Hollywood Celebrity World on YouTube which I am still grateful for. However, I decided to transcribe this version from the movie's official Facebook page where Pedro does the closing and it has captions imbedded in the video. I'm mainly doing this for my reference.

The mera video transcription is a-coming. My IRL stuff is somewhat settling down a bit. I'll catch you all in the next post.

[maydayfireball]

I made an original Rin model !

Check out the rest of the post for a progress line for the model !! (With time stamps for fun??)

Head ! Base ! (Also I sketched roughly how i wanted her hair to look) Time elapsed: 01:32

2. Hair !! Time elapsed 02:10 (also i changed the texture / color later)

3. Expressions ! I don't have a picture for this !! I'm very sorry ! Time elapsed 05:34 (She has 29 expressions in total) (I also rigged her base at this point, but cheated by using the weight transfer plug in and fixing minor flaws. don't tell dad.)

4. Clothes !! (Mesh only, no textures) (also her hair texture is different.) Time elapsed 09:42

5. Textures !! I hate texturing !! Why does it take so long every time !! Time elapsed: 14:46

6. Spas and toons !! The spas are the same ones i use for all my original models, but the toons I make as I go. I also usually take this time to rename my material subsets and separate things for easier rigging if i forgot to do it earlier. Time elapsed: 15:20

7. Basic Rig !! No physics, just the skeleton. I cheated on the rig by using the weight transfer plug in, so normally this would take longer. Mostly fixes. Time elapsed: 16:20 (here's a gif of me testing her legs. look at that stiff ass bow wow)

8. PHYSICS ! AND PHYSICS BONE RIGS !! She's fairly simple so this didn't take nearly as long as it might normally have. Everything also went fairly well on the first try. Time elapsed: 17:15

9. CLEAN UP! Using pmxe's PMX info option, i clear up any errors shown there and then use Name repair to make sure it all shows up in both japanese and english. (materials, bones, morphs, and display nodes, at least.)

Total time elapsed is 17:19:55 !!

(Admittedly this did not include any time i opened her in mmd to like. watch her dance and make sure i didn't hate her. or just stared at her physics in mmd. so i guess it probably in total would have added up closer to 18 hours)

Also !! Video credits !! Song: Devil by Teniwoha ft. KAFU motion:アム Choreography: 結月とば MME: BeammanP, soboro

[cerealsensei]

Disclaimer: I apologize for the audio on my end being weird, unfortunately it was an issue with my laptop and not something I could fix with an edit

We said if Spence Vs Crawford ever happened we would dust off these microphones and hop back in the Dojo so here we are! On this episode @theanticool and I break down Spence Vs Crawford, Naoya Inoue's amazing performance against fulton, the rematch of Dustin Poirier Vs Justin Gaethje and we even talk some Bellator Vs Rizin 2. So sit back and enjoy the episode. Thanks for your support!

Time Stamps

00:00 - Intro 15:50 - Crawford Vs Spence 42:18 - Inoue Vs Fulton 01:30:00 - UFC 291 01:46:12 - Bellator Vs Rizin 2 02:04:40 - Upcoming Fights/Outro

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[epic-song-lyrics-showdown]

Epic Song Lyrics Round 1, Wave 2, Poll 12

“Fifteen years, fifteen million tears / Begging 'til my knees bled / I gave it my all, he gave me nothin' at all / Then wondered why I left / Now he sits on his throne in his palace of bones / Praying to his greed / He's got my past frozen behind glass / But I've got me”

-it’s time to go, Taylor Swift

“What if we already are / Who we've been dying to become / (In certain light I can plainly see / A reflection of magnificence / Hidden in you / Maybe even in me)”

-Four, Sleeping At Last

it’s time to go-Taylor Swift

Time Stamp: 1:49-2:12

Propaganda: None submitted.

Submitted by @365-days-of-taylor-swift

Four-Sleeping At Last

Time Stamp: 4:15-4:46

Propaganda: None submitted.

There were 2 submissions, one of which was submitted by @wallpaper-inside-my-heart

Check out the other polls in this wave here.

[sherkirti]

Time stamps/Topics

Time Stamps:

05:00 Mercury in Cancer

08:00 Return to Fame - Saturn trine Mercury & Sun - Public Image

10:30 Saturn in 3rd House Transit

13:30 Synastry with celebrities

15:15 Venus in the 6th House

17:12 ASC Ruler in the 12th House

19:00 The public eye - placements/projections

19:06 Venus Square Moon

19:20 How Lana is Perceived

23:50 Lilith & the Ascendant

25:24 Jupiter on IC - Square ASC

26:00 Jupiter + Men/Partners

27:18 8th House in Cancer

30:15 Ashlesha Nakshatra

31:10 Leo Moon & the Mother playing the Father's Role

33:02 Addiction tendency & Jupiter

35:00 Stevie Nicks

35:13 Pluto Aspects

38:00 Why she doesn't act...

39:04 Reemerging/death/awakening themes

40:12 Lilith in Leo in 9th House Transit (Midheaven)

41:19 "American Horror" Lyrics

46:19 2nd House Profection Year

47:48 Aquarius 4th House

49:33 Jupiter in Detriment (as a woman)

53:00 Saturn in 5th House (children)

54:40 2nd House Year Themes & Reflections

55:44 4th/10th House Axis

56:26 5th/11th House Axis

[lorecatchup]

2010 Cody Rhodes WWE appearances, episode dates and time stamps:

RAW January 4: 57:28/1:12:24

RAW January 11: 20:57/53:20

RAW January 18: 47:20

RAW January 25: 8:48/27:13

Royal Rumble: 22:43/39:26/58:24

RAW February 1: 17:07/53:50

RAW February 8: 27:44/1:07:51

RAW February 15: 10:33

Elimination Chamber: 37:42

RAW February 22: 23:22/27:37

RAW March 1: 24:37 New Teeth

RAW March 8: 36:20

RAW March 15: 59:50

RAW March 22: 30:28

Wrestlemania: ????????

Smackdown April 30: 23:00

Smackdown May 7: 42:10/55:10

NXT June 8: 4:46/9:07/16:37/20:00/29:32/43:39

NXT June 15: 4:24/20:15/42:17

NXT June 22: 2:48/34:57/50:20

Smackdown June 25: 57:57 Dashing Debut

NXT June 29: 14:54/33:41

Smackdown July 2: 13:31/38:41/1:14:06 Backstage Mirror Moment

YEAR FOUR

NXT July 6: 4:40/8:06/26:51/42:34/44:00

Smackdown July 9: 1:04:09 first smoke and mirrors entrance

NXT July 13: 3:00/18:10/27:40

Smackdown July 16: 4:48

Money in the Bank: 4:55

NXT July 20: 7:35/11:19/12:00/21:53

Smackdown July 23: 12:56/55:50

NXT July 27: 3:00/8:57/15:08/15:36/30:16/31:08/33:01

Smackdown July 30: 24:36

NXT August 3: 17:34/31:18

Smackdown August 6: 14:17/56:08

NXT August 10: 4:04/10:17/20:59

Smackdown August 13: 25:48/1:06:25

Summer Slam: ????????

NXT August 17: 2:16/21:18/41:09

Smackdown August 20: 12:00/54:32

NXT August 24: 3:40/8:48/25:25

Smackdown August 27: 31:13

RAW August 30: 34:36

NXT August 31: 4:21/21:08

Smackdown September 3: 1:00:54

Smackdown September 10: 50:01

Smackdown September 17: 11:34

Night of Champions: 1:52:37 Tag Team Title

RAW September 20: 13:14

Smackdown September 24: 15:28

RAW September 27: 58:23/59:45

Smackdown October 1: 27:36/1:01:07

Smackdown October 8: 16:55/30:15 Bloody mouth

Smackdown October 15: 5:08/1:03:33

RAW October 18: 17:06

Smackdown October 22: 28:23

Bragging Rights: 27:50

Smackdown October 29: 28:37/48:11/1:01:23 Move I'm Gay Promo

NXT November 2: 9:08/24:49/30:45

Smackdown November 5: 30:52

Smackdown November 12: 37:40/58:36

RAW November 15: 1:13:10

Smackdown November 19: 39:42/1:13:13

Survivor Series: 55:38/1:00:56

Smackdown November 26: 1:11:40

RAW November 29: 24:38 King of the Ring

Smackdown December 3: 48:50

Smackdown December 10: 44:06

RAW December 13: 35:11

Smackdown December 17: 29:11/1:19:44

TLC: 2:11:08 SUIT RIPPED OFF

Smackdown December 21: 24:01

Smackdown December 31: 15:59/50:39

[airenyah]

Hi, I'm enjoying your JoongDunk era very much, keep up the good work 😃 I was wondering if you could maybe possibly share the JD timestamps in siyh? I don't want to watch the whole show, but I really want more JD on my screen. Danke schön 🥰

hiiii, glad to hear! it usually feels like there's not many JD enjoyers here on tumblr, so i'm glad that there are in fact some people out there who are enjoying the JD turn that my blog has taken over the last few months 😂😂

anyway, yes, sure thing!!​ here you are (joong's "my starlight" has come on spotify just now as i'm typing this lol):

bitteschööön <3

i hope you can read it! i'm probably gonna type it out at a later point, but right now i'm on mobile and i can't be bothered

edit: here's a transcript

joongdunk time stamps in "sky in your heart" and the "star & sky" special

sky in your heart:

Ep1:

Pt.1 → 10:55–13:33

Ep2:

Pt.4 → 1:50–3:09

Ep3:

Pt.1 → 6:15–7:39

Ep4:

Pt.3 → 2:22–3:41

Pt.4 → 1:55–3:30

Ep5:

Pt.1 → 4:23–5:39

Pt.2 → 7:45–8:54

Ep6:

Pt.1 → 9:46–10:34

Pt.2 → 4:48–5:30

Ep7:

Pt.4 → 5:07–6:14

Ep8:

Pt.1 → 7:42–10:02

(Pt.3 → 4:43–6:26)

Pt.4 → (montage: 0:27–2:14) 2:14–4:02

star & sky special:

Pt.1:

4:08–8:03

Pt.2:

(0:18) 0:54–6:27 → Texas Chicken Ad

6:27–8:25

Pt.3:

0:15 – 4:00

4:37–7:18 (DaoKluen dialogue: 5:50–6:14)

8:51–11:22

Pt.4:

0:15–6:12

10:55–13:06

[taekooktimeline]

September 6, 2023 (released) -

Tae is on You Quiz, ep 210! The episode is precious, with Tae talking about his parents, siblings, grandma, Jk (3x), Hobi, BTS, Wooga and Yeontan. Tae shares that the members’ schedules were busy, but Hobi and “Jungkookie” heard his solo songs. Both complimented his songs as suiting him and being fresh.

Tae also reveals he recorded music at Jungkook’s home. I’ve seen different translations of this, with some translations saying he recorded “songs” at Jk’s home, while others have said Tae recorded “Love Me Again” at Jk’s house. He also shares that“Jungkookie” helped with the directing. This, once again, shows how close these two are and how much they support one another. They continuously share their art with the other first.

Timestamp 19:29 or - https://x.com/tcnckclnsmaek/status/1699411844480536843?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/ging_kth/status/1699412638092960109?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/vsssi_95/status/1699414231395791021?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/mybwits/status/1699414014495793263?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/tcnckclnsmaek/status/1699412060285948388?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/jjk_times/status/1699418494134014274?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Of course, we know Taekook are close and prioritize sharing their artistry with each other. Sharing their music with each other first and assisting with the development of each other’s work is the sweetest and so supportive.

Of course, not that anyone needed a reminder, but for archival purposes: Tae mentioning that Jk and Hobi heard the song(s) first reminded all of us of Jungkook’s Spotify interview, when he shared “Taehyungie Hyung” was the first person he played his song “Seven” for.

Recap - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/723208027610759168/july-15-2023-posted

And on his live on July 27, 2023, Jungkook accidentally shared ahead of time that Tae’s album was on the way, when he asked if the announcement had gone out yet. He then teased playfully he’d heard some of Tae’s songs and they’re good.

Recap - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/724382713958809600/july-27-2023

And who could forget on December 6, 2020, when BTS won “best music video” for “Dynamite” and during his acceptance speech, Tae gave a personal shoutout to Jk for directing “life goes on.” Tae is a big fan of Director Jungkook ☺️

Recap - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline2020/647632637503078400/december-6-2020

Tae is asked how he knows the trot song “Hong-si” that he sang during Jinny’s Kitchen. Shyly, with a smile, Tae shares that “Jungkookie” shared it with him.

Time stamp 30:11 or https://x.com/ging_kth/status/1699414681562067131?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

https://x.com/tcnckclnsmaek/status/1699414577321062616?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

For cuteness - When Tae was talking about his dad and how hard working he was growing up, the production team used a clip from the Taekook live (May 5, 2020), when Tae talked about making a song for him for Parents’ Day.

Timestamp 37:16 or https://x.com/tcnckclnsmaek/status/1699423645183918413?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Recap of that live - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline2020/630818413760184320/may-5-2020

For additional cuteness - a compilation of Tae saying “Jungkookie” during the interview - https://x.com/_k91230v_/status/1699429673296380403?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Subs from this kind translator - https://armyxmiro.crd.co/

Raw - https://youtu.be/VQyHSSshvgY?si=zYC6swtR75gZRAHO